((This one is going to be a little cheesy _ but enjoy ))

Oh, the much anticipated Saints day of the year- Valentines day. A day where any number of things could happen. Heartthrobs, heartbreaks and the crush that you finally want to confess to in all the romantic spirits. Usually ending in either the tragedy of rejection or the relief that you successfully asked them out.

But the atmosphere in Kisaragi couldn't have been any cheerier. Everyone was looking forwards to the day, as the teachers were also in better spirits and relented a little on the amount of work set. Students were also being a lot more secretive, the girls sticking together in large, giggling groups and the boys also becoming closer to one another, discussing plans for the upcoming day.

However, there was one person who was dreading the event amongst all the excitement- that person was Satoshi Mochida. He disliked Valentines day for many reasons, although three stuck out to him most.

1) He would always receive cards from dozens of different girls and it was extremely annoying when they hopefully tried to grab his attention, 2) everybody was acting different, either more mature or even pathetic attempts at seductiveness that made his skin crawl and 3) he wanted to ask out his long time crush, Naomi Nakashima, but could not gather the courage to do so. He was left to stress about the best ways to do it, constantly asking his friends, Sakutaro Morishige and Yoshiki Kishinuma, for advice. They just laughed at his hopeless plans, knowing that they were too desperate to actually work.

Satoshi was currently making his way to his math class, a subject he despised above all others. It was too much work bothering to decipher all the algebraic terms, and if he wanted to do some ridiculously complex sum he could use a calculator.

He met Yoshiki on the way there, who was also in his math class. "Two days left, you know," he says the minute he reaches him, "Until Valentines day."

Satoshi sighed. "Don't I know it."

The blonde seemed to think for a moment before saying, "Have you finally figured out a way to ask out Nakashima?" He received an annoyed look in response and laughed. "You're hopeless," he told his friend.

The agitated brunette did not respond, increasing his pace in his urgency to escape Yoshiki's taunting.

"I heard Rei Hirizaki was planning on asking her too," he says casually, suppressing a grin. Satoshi wouldn't like this piece of news at all... "H-he is?" he spluttered. When Yoshiki nodded, Satoshi felt dread wash over him- now he HAD to ask Naomi out or Rei would get there first! And who's to say Naomi wouldn't reject the sports-loving boy...?

Yoshiki was deeply amused by his friend's increasing distress, knowing full well that Nakashima had no interest in Hirizaki. Although Satoshi was oblivious to this, Naomi's heart was set on her beloved Satoshi-kun, so he didn't really need to make all this fuss anyway. But still, it was entertaining for the blonde to watch his friend struggle.

As they entered their maths class, they noticed how even elderly Mr Arizaki had prepared for Valentines. The times tables grid had been dotted with little pale pink hearts and ridiculous amounts of scarlet glitter covered the tables. It was rather sad, seeing a 50 year old man brandishing pink worksheets at them as the apprehensive students took their seats. Perhaps this was going a bit too far with the festivities, especially when everything had been made to look embarrassingly 'romantic'.

Satoshi felt extremely uncomfortable because of all this as he sat besides Ayumi Shinozaki who was shaking some of the glitter from her blue hair, looking annoyed. She caught his eye and smiled, unknowingly blushing. Satoshi ignored this, taking a flamboyant pink sheet and gazing down at it. Not that he was focusing- he didn't understand a word of it.

"When you complete these sheets, come and take a new one," instructs the teacher, placing more on the front desk. These were of a paler pink.

"He's a bit into this, isn't he?" whispered Ayumi, raising her eyebrows at all the pink. Satoshi just nodded, not in the mood to discuss anything with Shinozaki at the moment. He needed to concentrate, needed to figure out a good way to ask out his crush... Many cunning plans circulated in his head, but when he reached out for one, it was really just pathetic. Most of them involved him and Naomi being alone together, which was unlikely to happen: Naomi was always with her best friend, Seiko Shinohara, or Mayu Suzumoto. And Satoshi himself was usually with Yoshiki and Sakutaro. Eventually, after dumping a load of ideas that were likely to fail anyway, Satoshi thought he'd just make his lady love a card and be done. But then came the whole new train of thoughts- Should he buy the card or make it? What kind of image would it have? How should he sign it? With each thought, the desperate teen was becoming more and more stressed, not realising how stupid all these thoughts sounded. Naomi was nice enough- she would graciously accept anything she was given with kindness and expressed thanks. That was one reason why he loved her- she was so considerate... Not to mention beautiful, especially with such- No. He wasn't going to go off in his usual trance just yet. He still had planning to do...

"Mochida! You haven't even started!" cried a voice that was blocked out by Satoshi's slowly developing thoughts.

He couldn't help it- Naomi WAS pretty, with her shiny, auburn locks, soft, flawless skin and bright hazel eyes that he could get lost in forever...

"Mochida, are you even listening!?" shouted the voice but again, the daydreaming teen ignored it. Her touch was so gentle, and she had something about her that would always relax Satoshi no matter what.

"Boy, are you purposely ignoring me!?" yelled the voice, "Do you WANT detention!?"

Oh, and she was so kind, always showing compassion for her friends. She did have a motherly personality, which only lead the lustful brunette into imagining a family with her in the future...

Satoshi was finally broken out of his trance by Ayumi painfully nudging his sides. "What?" he asked through gritted teeth. Ayumi pointed to the angry teacher before them and Satoshi paled.

Despite his sad attempt at trying to fit in with the fluffy atmosphere of Valentines, Mr Arizaki was not one to mess with. If you did anything that was even slightly wrong, he'd have you in an hours after school detention. And right now, he looked livid. "Mochida!" he yelled, causing the brunette to flinch.

Many curious people were discreetly watching, amused. "Y-yes sir?" Satoshi asked as innocently as possible.

"Have you started the worksheet?" asked the teacher, his voice dangerously low.

"N-no sir," Satoshi responded, trying to avoid the harsh amber eyes of the man standing before him.

"And why is that?" came the hushed reply. A feeling of pure recklessness overcame the intimidated boy and he responded much louder than he'd intended, "Because I don't want to." Then he grabbed his bag and stalked out the room, leaving a shocked silence in his wake.

"Mr Arizaki told me to give you this," Yoshiki says once he'd left the class and met up with Satoshi, who had been skulking around the corridors, astonished by what he had done. And to one of the strictest teachers, too...

"What is it?" asked Satoshi, taking the piece of paper Yoshiki was holding out to him.

"See for yourself," responded the blonde as they left the maths block and began to make their way to the cafeteria for the lunch hour. Satoshi sighed, folding the paper back up. "Detention slip from Arizaki," he whined, "One hour after school, Monday to Friday, starting next week."

"Serves you right for being so badass," grinned Yoshiki and the younger male rolled his eyes.

They sat with their usual circle of friends: Sakutaro, Mayu, Naomi, Seiko and Ayumi were already sitting at the rounded table, apparently having an argument.

"...I don't care if he's 50 bloody years old, that teacher is a menace!" Seiko was saying with added venom.

"He taught me once, as a sub," Morishige told her, "He seemed nice enough..."

"I got a detention for looking out the window," Naomi sighed, drumming her fingers on the table.

"Well, you should have been paying attention," snapped Shinozaki, giving the surprised brunette a dirty look.

"Looks like they found out what happened with Arizaki," muttered Yoshiki under his breath.

"Hiya," Mayu beamed at them as they sat down.

"We've been discussing that jerk of a teacher," Seiko grumbled, glaring at the air.

"Why do YOU hate him?" asks Satoshi curiously, noticing how rarely Shinohara displayed hate to people.

"For giving me and Naomi detentions when we did nothing!" cried the agitated girl, linking her arm with Naomi, who was besides her. "Literally nothing," Naomi sighed, looking at Satoshi with a strange expression. Like she was involved in the conversation but thinking about something else. Satoshi couldn't help but wonder what.

The next day, Satoshi traipsed into school, the card he had made the previous night stowed away in his schoolbag. It had taken him two long hours to draw the image on the front (a single rose with Naomi's name neatly inscribed in curly writing on the stalk) and another hour to think of a decent message.

He didn't want to put anything too cheesy, like a poem or whatever, but he did have to get his point across. He wanted to indirectly ask her out so when she came to question it, he could confess and hopefully his feelings would be returned. He didn't like to think what would happen if they weren't.

The nervous male entered the building that was alight with excitement, and went straight to his locker. Feeling rather foolish, he hid the card in the locker, quickly slamming it shut. He breathed a sigh of relief- tomorrow, he could finally give it to Naomi...

"What you got there, Mochida?" asked a familiar voice and Satoshi jumped, startled.

"Hehehe, why so nervous?" teased Yoshiki who was standing behind him with Morishige.

"N-no reason!" gabbled the embarrassed teen, trying to move past the two suspicious boys.

"What did you just put in there?" asks Sakutaro, indicating the locker.

"Just... Books..." mumbled Satoshi, hurrying off to tutor time. He didn't want to have to explain himself to them- he'd die of mortification.

Meanwhile, the other two were having fun imagining what he could have stowed away in his locker. "Condoms," Yoshiki grinned and Sakutaro laughed.

"Or one of those kinky sex toys."

"You think?"

"Lets check."

Although neither of the two knew his locker combination, Yoshiki was something of an expert at yanking open the steel door with his bare hands.

Sakutaro marvelled at his friend's strength but said nothing of it.

Curiously, the peered into the locker, seeing nothing but a pile of books. Disappointed, they retracted, having expected something a little more... Interesting.

"From the way he was acting, I thought it was something more..." Yoshiki sighed, about to close the door.

"Wait!" cried the bluenette, spotting something that caught his eye. He reached in and pulled out a card the colour of the cotton candy clouds in a sunset. There was a rose drawn with such painstakingly detailed neatness that they were shocked anyone could have such a light hand. The petals were coloured in the perfect shades of red; scarlet, strawberry, blood and crimson. And on the stalk of the flower was a name written in silver letters: Naomi.

"Wow..." Sakutaro breathed, his blue eyes wide behind his glasses lenses.

Yoshiki was silent in shock, mainly surprised by his best friend's hidden talent. But then a devious plan formed in his twisted mind and a smirk broke out over his face.

"Morishige," he said, "Why don't we give our dear friend the Valentines day he deserves?"

The much anticipated day had finally arrived. Valentines day was here and Satoshi couldn't have been more nervous.

Ms Yui walked into the class and greeted all her students in the same endearing way as always. "Good morning, class," she beamed at them, "And happy Valentines day!"

Everyone responded with a smile or a "Good morning," before she began to do the register.

Satoshi looked around at all his classmates- Morishige and Mayu were swapping notes under the desk, their faces lit up in a secretive smile.

Shinozaki was being eyed by Yoshiki. Eventually, she noticed his gaze and actually blushed under the intensity of it.

Seiko was prodding Naomi in the back and when the latter turned around, she feigned innocence.

Satoshi had decided he wouldn't give Naomi the card, despite the long hours he worked on it- it would be too embarrassing, especially if she rejected him. And he didn't want to ruin the friendship he already had with her, so with much regret, he was her admirer from afar.

He sighed bitterly, wishing he actually had the courage to just ask Naomi out. It would simplify things a whole lot and he'd finally have the girl of his dreams... Literally.

After Yui had cheerily dismissed them, Yoshiki immediately caught up with Satoshi. "You giving Nakashima that card then?" he grins. "Wha-? How do you know!?" demanded the surprised brunette, flushing.

"Hehe, I have my ways," he responds, winking.

"And no, I'm not," Satoshi said pointedly, speeding up.

Yoshiki ran to catch up. "I thought you'd say that..."

The younger male stopped dead. "What. Did. You. Do?"

Before Kishinuma could respond, someone shouted Satoshi's name. Both boys turned around to see Naomi hurrying over to them, a familiar pink card clutched in her hand...

"Shit," Satoshi breathed, backing away and rushing off. How had she got that card!? A surge of anger passed through him- Yoshiki and Sakutaro... He shouldnt have let them watch him hide the card...

Naomi reached Yoshiki, looking upset. "Why did he run?" she asks.

"He's shy," mused Yoshiki, still smiling, "You better go find him..."

He watched, amused, as the small girl set off in pursuit of her lover. But she was feeling rather confused. Why did he run? He gave her this card, basically asking her out, and now that she had an answer, he was running, running away...

Naomi, when she had opened her locker, had found the card standing up on one of her books. Once she'd discovered it was from Satoshi, she'd felt amazed and touched. It was such a beautiful drawing- he was so sweet... But when she had gone to find Satoshi, he had just run off, leaving her feeling bemused about it all.

Finally she found him, sitting outside in the shade of an old oak tree. A sudden shyness overwhelmed her as she nervously approached the still boy. He looked up at her with caring, brown eyes and immediately blushed, finding he could not speak properly.

"Uh- N-Naomi, I can explain, I..." He trailed off into awkward nothingness.

"Can I answer?" she asked softly, sitting besides him holding out the card. He stared at it a moment before nodding, feeling numb. God, the minute he saw those two, he was going to murder them... In a nice way, of course.

"Satoshi..." Naomi begun, her face bright pink, "I... I will..."

"What?" asked the older teen distractedly.

"I will... Go out with you..." she whispered and suddenly she was a lot closer, her beautiful face just inches away from his. "Happy Valentines day," she whispered, smirking.

He was unable to believe this was happening, so utterly overwhelmed with delight that she wanted him as he wanted her. Just as their lips were about to touch, they were interrupted by a sudden shriek and several jeers.

Both brunettes jumped, startled, and looked up to see all their friends peering down at them.

"Ohhh, so cuuute~" cried Seiko, clapping her hands together. Mayu and Ayumi were cooing over the couple while Morishige just smirked knowingly. Yoshiki met Satoshi's eyes and the latter glared. But Yoshiki gave him a look that said "Well, it worked, didn't it?" and he let it slide.

Naomi was clinging onto his arm and a small smile was playing on her lips. Satoshi just entwined his fingers with her own, savouring the moment.

Suddenly, a harsh voice yelled, "WHY AREN'T YOU IN LESSONS!?" and the seven Kisaragi kids fled for their lives from the scene, unwilling to receive any more detentions from the devil Arizaki.

Everyone was leaving school, many people linking arms- new couples. But Satoshi was searching for one particular person amongst all the chatting students. One particular auburn head... Then he spotted her, walking arm in arm with Seiko.

As soon as she saw him, her face lit up in an adorable smile and she hurried over to him.

"I'll let you lovebirds have some 'alone time'," Seiko giggled, leaving the two to walk together.

"I didn't realise you were such a good artist," Naomi said, looking up at him.

"Everyone has a talent," he smiled, What's yours?"

She thought for a minute, before answering, "Writing, probably."

"Do you write often?"

"Yeah, but mostly pointless stuff."

"Can... Can you show me sometime?"

She actually appeared a little surprised. "Of course."

They were off the school grounds now and Satoshi couldn't keep his gaze off her. She was just so beautiful...

She noticed and blushed hard, the intensity of his stare awakening something within her. God, she wanted him...

"Can I do something?" he asked eventually.

"What?"

She turned to face him and he knew there was no perfect a time then this to do it. Without thinking, he leaned down and brought his lips to hers, enjoying the softness of her skin and the warmth emitting from her body.

He pulled away after a while and was pleased to see her looking surprised but pleased.

"I can show you now, if you want," she said quietly.

"Show me what?" he asked, inevitably getting the wrong idea.

"The stories," she giggled, knowing what he was thinking.

"So I can come to your house...?" he asked hopefully.

"Yes."

Without further ado, Satoshi went home with Naomi, unsure of how innocent their night would really be.

Sorry if that was a little boring, I'll try add more next time.

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