Hey everybody, in case you haven't noticed by now, I start every chapter (aside from the first chapter) in Tsuki's POV. I just want to clear this up right away before the story gets confusing. Anyways, I'm sorry for the extremely long pauses between updates. I'm a lazy person.

Chapter Begins

"You mean he was there right after I left?"

The sadistic chuckling voice on the other end of the phone line told me that my inquiry was true and that I had, in fact, missed seeing Eiji twice in one day. I groaned loudly, putting a hand to my temple as I massaged it lightly. I could already feel an oncoming headache; not from the fact that I had missed Eiji yet again, but from the homework that was sitting in front of me on my desk for me to finish. I wondered if Fuji had told Eiji whether I was there or not, voicing my question to the tensai as I scribbled on the paper before me with my favorite pencil.

"Saa, I thought it'd be best if he found out you were here by himself," Fuji replied; I could already see the sadistic smile on his face.

"So you never told him then," I stated, a slight questioning tone to my voice. "How am I supposed to tell him I'm here now?"

"We'll figure something out," Fuji assured me, his sincerity seeping out through his voice, "Anyways, this wasn't the main reason I called you. I called to inform you that Takada-san wants to meet us both tomorrow at noon."

I nodded my head tiredly before realizing that Fuji wouldn't be able to see me through my phone, "Um, okay, I'll be there." Eyes drooping slightly, I glanced at the alarm clock I had set atop my desk right next to my lamp; it had only been half an hour since I returned from college. "Ah, I think I'm going to take a nap before I start on my homework. I'll talk to you tomorrow Fuji."

I paused for a couple of seconds, waiting as Fuji said his own goodbyes before I finally shut my phone, ending the conversation. I shoved my phone—along with a few papers—to the far side of my desk as I stood from my chair. Walking a few feet away from my desk, I flopped heavily onto my bed, bouncing slightly on my mattress. I rolled onto my back, staring up at the roof of my small apartment before shifting my eyes to stare outside the window at the dark gray clouds looming above. Watching the winter wind blow things around outside slowly, but surely lulled me to sleep, a thick fog clouding my mind as I drifted off to dreamland.

Eiji's POV

It had been nearly an hour since the final bell of the day had rang, but I was still at my college, my eyes glued to a book as I sat in a comfortable chair that resided in the huge library we had. I sighed slightly to myself, my frustration only growing when I turned the page, only to find that the font seemed to be getting smaller; at least, that's what my tired mind was telling me. Placing a bookmark between the pages I was at, I quietly closed the book, deciding that I would have better luck studying if I was in my own apartment, sitting in my own chair.

'Hn, maybe I should see if there's another book I can study with,' I thought, standing up from the armchair I was in and walking over to the tall bookshelves filled with books about history.

Eyes scanning through the many titles surrounding me, my mind wandered as I thought about the girl I had met yesterday at the pet shop. I remembered the honey blonde hair that seemed to curl around her face nicely, her wide hazel eyes that seemed to gleam in the daylight, and her thin pink lips, curled into a cute smile. A light, pink blush found its way to my face as I found myself wondering why I hadn't bothered speaking to her after class today; maybe I had just forgotten she was there until now.

Shaking off the blush that had seemed to consume my face in a matter of seconds, I decided that there was no other book I could use to study. As I turned to walk back down the aisle of books, I failed the notice the honey blonde girl I was just about to bump into.

"Gomen, gomen," I apologized repeatedly, glancing up at the person I had bumped into, "Ah, it's you!"

She looked at me with wide, surprised eyes, the familiar blonde locks bouncing around as she did a slight double take. Once her mind had finally settled, she gave me a soft smile, her hazel eyes seeming to peer through my own cerulean ones. Tucking a lock of hair behind her ear, she shifted so that the books she was holding in her arms wouldn't fall to the floor.

"Well now, I thought you were avoiding me when you suddenly dashed out of class today," she laughed quietly, stooping low to pick up my book that I had just noticed I'd dropped, "Looks like your plan didn't work out too well."

"I wasn't trying to avoid you," I said a bit loudly, covering my mouth when the librarian that just so happened to walk by shushed me, "I mean, I was trying to get out of class quickly so I could come here to study, but I didn't want it to seem like I'm avoiding you. In fact, I kind of… forgot you were in my class."

I mumbled out the last part, placing my hand behind my neck as I rubbed a sore muscle there. I watched her warily, not knowing how she would react to my small confession. I mentally let out a little sigh of relief when I saw that she continued smiling at me, but somewhere in the back of my mind, I wondered if her smile was real or not.

What am I talking about? This girl isn't Fuji. There's no way she could be hiding anything behind that cute, innocent smile of hers.

"…was wondering if I could borrow this."

I snapped back to attention, my gaze quickly finding her eyes again after they had wandered to places; what could I say, I am a guy after all, "Uh, what was that? I wasn't paying attention, gomen…"

I could see her smile widen a bit, "I was just saying how I kind of need this book to study tonight for the test that we're supposed to have a couple days from now," she said, lifting up the book I had previously been looking through, "so I was wondering if I could borrow it, that is, if you're done with it."

I frowned, looking at the books she had in her hands. Weren't those enough books to study with? "Ne, well, that's kind of the only book I have to study with and I was just about to go check it out at the front desk."

"Oh, well we can share it then," she said a bit happily, shifting all the books in one hand to the other, "I know this cute little coffee shop that's close to here. We can study together and get a cup of coffee while we're at it."

"Well I don't really like coffee but—"

"Could you hold onto these for me?" She said, dumping about half of the books in her hands into my own. I stumbled a bit under their weight, shifting the bag on my back a bit so I could gain my balance again. "Come on now, we have to actually check all these books out before we can even go to the coffee shop."

I shuffled after her, concentrating my eyes onto the back of her head so they wouldn't wander anywhere else. When we made it to the checkout desk, I dumped the books in my hands onto the counter, earning a glare from the librarian behind the desk. She mumbled out a few words that were inaudible to my ears as she stamped each book for a due date. I was about to shuffle through my bag for my library card when the honey blonde girl that had dragged me along with her shoved hers hurriedly onto the desk. My eyes quickly glanced at her card, searching for any sign that she had written her name on it.

"Oh, so your name is Yuko," I said as we walked away from the counter with all the books in hand.

She nodded, showing off her white teeth with another bright smile, "Yep, and your name is Eiji." I was about to ask her how she knew my name, but she was already answering my unspoken question. "I saw it on your nametag yesterday and thought there was a good chance that it was your name. My suspicions were confirmed when our professor called your name is class today."

I nodded, slowing my pace down once we were outside the library. I looked at the books in my hands, wondering how I ended up carrying all of these when I only wanted to check out one in the first place. I wondered whose car we were going to be taking to the coffee shop Yuko mentioned, or if we were just going to be driving to it in our separate cars. I was about to voice my questions, but Yuko beat me to the punch.

"Come on Eiji, it'll be easier if we just use my car since I know where the place is."

With that said, I followed her to her car, groaning quietly to myself when I saw that it was a small, pink beetle convertible.

Miki's POV

I sighed, walking along the frostbitten streets of Tokyo. My thoughts wandered everywhere as I placed a chocolate Pocky into my mouth, chewing slowly as I looked around the businesses, small and big alike, that decorated the populated city. My mind went back to the phone call I had earlier with my mother. It was her fault that I was outside on a freezing day wandering about the bustling streets of Tokyo.

'You can't live off of a simple allowance forever, Miki,' she had said, 'You're going to have to get a part time job sooner or later so you can pay for rent all on your own. Quit spending everything you get on those sweets of yours and grow up already.'

I remembered how she had threatened to take away the money she was sending me for rent, saying that if I didn't get a job by the end of the month then I would be cut off for good. My own mother had threatened to leave me to fend for myself; money or no money! Then again, what she was doing was for my own good. At least, that's what she was telling me.

I sighed once more, glancing around the streets for anything that seemed even the slightest bit interesting to me. My eyes suddenly caught sight of a small café, my attention immediately on it as I made my way over to it. If I was going to look for a job, I might as well stock up on some sweets and what better place to do it than a café? As I walked up to the small building, my eyes were drawn yet again to something else that seemed to easily catch my attention. In the window, perched perfectly atop a small, plastic display case was a sign with bright red letters reading HELP WANTED.

"Wow, that was easier than I thought," I muttered to myself as I happily entered. I walked up to the counter, getting the attention of one of the employees, "Hi, I saw the sign in your window saying you were hiring and I was wondering how I would go about getting a job here."

The employee smiled, saying that she would get her manager for me. I nodded, leaning against the counter as I patiently waited for them to come back. Meanwhile, the sound of a bell rang through the small café and I quickly turned around, watching as a honey blonde girl made her way to the counter I was leaning against.

"Excuse me, do you work here?" She asked, glancing at me up and down.

"Not at the moment, but I will soon enough," I said confidently, smiling sweetly at her.

She sneered at me, causing me to frown at her sudden change in attitude. She turned back to the counter, waiting patiently for an actual employee to come out and help her. I huffed slightly, continuing to lean against the counter as I eyed her up and down, taking in the fluffy coat she was wearing to keep her warm, the long, blue skinny jeans hugging her legs, and the expensive looking heals that adorned her feet. She seemed a bit prissy, maybe even a bit spoiled, but I couldn't really tell at the moment since this was my first time seeing her.

"Ne, Yuko-san, where do you want me to place all this stuff?"

I looked towards the door again, hearing the familiar jingling of the bell attached to it. Watching as a boy with red hair and deep blue eyes walked in, I felt a harsh nudge on my shoulder as the honey blonde girl I could only suspect to be 'Yuko' quickly turned to address the boy.

"Oh, no need to be so formal with the honorifics Eiji," she said, her attitude quickly changing to that of a sweet, innocent girl, "You can just find us a nice table to sit at and place the stuff there. I'll get us some coffee."

The boy nodded, shifting from one foot to another as he carried multiple books—along with two bags, a couple packets of paper, and what appeared to be a laptop—to a table that was in the back of the small café. I frowned, feeling sorry for him. His girlfriend was obviously working him to the bone carrying all those things while she was left with just a small purse.

"Okay, our manager should be with you in a few minutes," the employee I had spoken to earlier said as she came out from behind a corner. When she noticed the blonde girl next to me, she quickly went back to work, asking the girl for her order. Again, the snippy girl put on a sweet façade as she ordered a couple of coffees.

I looked back at the redhead, my sorry feelings for him quickly sinking as a new feeling came about; I couldn't help but feel as if I had seen him before.

Chapter Ends

A lot of things have to do with this one small café, don't they? Maybe I should just change the title of the story to something that relates to that, huh? Anyways, I'm not going to make any promises on my next update so until next time, this has been another update of Rematch in the Game of Love!