A/N: Gomen! I'm REALLY sorry that I sort of "cyber-died" for a while! Yeah, I tend to do that a lot (I'm a pretty lazy person) but on the brighter side, third chapter is out! ^_^ Enjoy! Oh and I finally decided on Ritsu's character.

Ritsu Asami:

Appearance: Silvery white hair; waist length; she wears it open. The picture of the hairstyle is here: .co/-u_

aqua eyes, she normally wears sober colors like white, sky blue, pale yellows and greens, except for black. She wears black a LOT. (Believe me there's a reason for keeping her appearance plain), a straight aristocratic nose and pink (?) lips. (Bear with me I have NEVER described noses and lips before)

She sings, and is really good at it. Average at academia. Good in Chemistry and English, okay in biology, sucks in Mathematics and Physics. She has no interest whatsoever in sports, so naturally she flunks gym. She gets in trouble with the teachers, mainly for her crazy pranks and reckless behavior but according to her teachers, she has a good heart. She doesn't like dogs or cats, more of a bird person. She's good at fighting; her older brother taught her; capable of going badass on a gang of eve-teasers. She doesn't like the sea, since she gets sea sick easily. She's very social able and makes friends easily. Her birthday is on 12th January, so she's an Aquarius. She doesn't believe in God or fate, because she has an utter belief that science can explain everything (even though she has a hard time grasping it).

Sorry for the haphazard flow of information! I was just typing out whatever character traits I could think of. Anyway, tell me if you think any other details are required. As always, reviews are appreciated!

Due to management of the courts, practice was cancelled today. Midorima walked in the corridor wondering what he'd do after school. He cursed under his breath. Damn Takao for hurrying him and making him forget his keys. Now he can't go back until his parent's return, which wouldn't be until late evening.

I'll probably go to the library and catch up on schoolwork. Basketball practice really doesn't leave much time for academics.

"Shiiin-chaan! Matte kurasai!" Midorima heard a familiar annoying voice call out. He sighed and pushed up his spectacles. Takao bounded up to him and gave Midorima his classic Cheshire grin.

"Since there is no practice today, let's go get burgers!"

"Che! You go. I'm going to the library." Midorima answered.

"You're so boring Shin-chan!" Takao complained as a few girls approached him and asked him to accompany them to the karaoke.

"I'd love to!" He beamed and winked at Midorima before allowing himself to be whisked off by the giggling girls. Midorima fixed his spectacles for the second time in a span of three minutes, muttered something about being too flashy and walked off in the direction of the library.

Hmm. Maybe I shouldn't have sent Takao away after all. Now I'll have to walk all the way home. But then again, he'd be his normal annoying self and I'd hardly get any work done.

Midorima was so lost in his thoughts that he almost didn't notice the magnificence sitting silently in the music room. Here was a grand piano, pristine in all its glory. His eyes roved over the nearly black ebony wood, the shining ivory keys and his hands itched to touch them, eliciting the perfect note.

I haven't played for so long. Maybe just one song? He mused. After only a moment's hesitation, he slowly unwrapped the bandages from his left hand.

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"I understand, thank you very much Sensei. Good afternoon." Ristu said as she closed the door of the staffroom, carrying a thick folder which contained numerous song lyrics and CDs. When she was sure that the staffroom was out of earshot, she groaned. All her weekend plans paled into inconsequence in light of the school Annual Day. She was supposed to sing. That wasn't the problem. She loved singing. But she needed to find instrumental accompaniment along with that.

How on Earth will I find a musician in this school of basketball heads? She sighed. Ugh, never mind. I'll ask Haru. Isn't she the social butterfly of our group?

And Ritsu walked, utterly lost in her thoughts, when she realized her thoughts were being accompanied by the most beautiful music ever.

Oh Kami-sama! Please don't let this be a dream! She prayed before moving toward the source of this heavenly sound. It wafted from the music room. She opened the door softly and saw an unmistakable head of green hair sitting at the piano.

This guy! Isn't he Akane's data fetish? Midorima something…he plays the piano? Heh, not bad. She smiled to herself.

So as not to disturb the player, she stood rooted where she was and closed her eyes. Soon the final crescendo melted away into soft tinklings and the music stopped.

"I do not appreciate uninvited audiences. Is there any reason you're here?" Midorima's velvety-and cold-voice caught Ritsu unawares, startling her out of her reverie.

What's up with the cold attitude? Ritsu thought to herself before replying.

"Ah? No, just enjoying the music. You're good."

"I know." Midorima said, slowly rewrapping the bandages on his left hand.

"Heh, aren't you vain? Since you're so good, will you play for the school Annual Day?"

"No." Came the curt reply.

"Why not? Didn't you just say yourself that you're good?"

"Being good at something-" Here he paused for a second to glance at Ritsu. "-doesn't mean I do it all the time. I am also very good at janken and computer games. That's no reason for me to spend my life playing such trivial games."

"So cold! Come on! As a favor?"

"I already refused. Changing the way you ask me won't have any effect whatsoever on my answer. Besides, the fact remains that I don't know you well enough to do you a favor."

Midorima finished bandaging his hand, picked his bag and began walking towards the library. He moved faster than usual, in hope of getting rid of the pesky girl. No such luck though. Ritsu followed him determinedly.

"If that's the problem, don't worry about it. You don't need to know a person to do a kind deed for them." Ritsu said dramatically. "Isn't that what the saying says? Do a good deed and it brings you good luck or something of that sort?" She panted out while running to keep up with him. "Geez! Would it kill you to walk a bit slower?" she added as an afterthought.

"That is not at all what the saying says. You have got the technicalities of the saying completely wrong. It gets you another good deed and not good luck. Also watching Oha Asa takes care of my luck." Midorima answered, ignoring her "request" to slow down.

What, now, is "Oha Asa"? Ritsu wondered briefly before deciding it was a question for another day- hopefully another lifetime (This guy was weird through and through. Ritsu didn't find the thought of venturing into his twisted thoughts very appealing.)- she returned to the task at hand, which was securing herself a musician.

"Yeah yeah whatever you said. But please! It's for charity! The money from tickets will go into an orphanage. Have some heart!" She pleaded.

And so they continued. Ritsu coming up with various creative reasons so as to why Midorima should do this and Midorima correcting and rejecting her statements. In a particularly desperate attempt Ritsu assured him that she'd Get him a girl (or guy, depending on his preferences), Midorima stopped abruptly and sighed. Ritsu nearly walked into him but somehow avoided it and gave him a smirk.

"Heard something that interests you?"

Midorima colored visibly. "Eh?! No of course not. Though please refrain from making such crass and suggestive statements in the future."

Ritsu leaned forward towards him. Midorima took a step back.

"Are you saying that you see me in your future?"

Though it should have been impossible, Ritsu could have sworn Midorima turned a deeper shade of red.

"I-I said nothing of the sort! Stop twisting my words!"

Oh this is SO fun! I could tease and watch him squirm forever! Ritsu thought she was on a mission.

"I'll stop teasing you if you agree."

Midorima rubbed his temples. "I'll think about it. But I am not promising anything."

"YAY!" Ritsu cheered.

"Don't be so loud. We're just outside the library."

"Hai hai!" She beamed and then handed him a folder and suddenly switched to a very professional tone. "These are the songs sensei asked us to choose from. Now I'm leaning towards Anata ga Irukara by Miho Komatsu, but bird by Yuya Matsushita is fine too. You can go over the songs and tell me the ones you prefer later this week."

Midorima could only nod his approval.

"By the way, I realize I haven't introduced myself properly. I'm Ritsu Asami. We're in the same class. You're Midorima Shintarou right? Hajime Mashite! I have to get going now so I'll see you around." She beamed and waved one last time before turning and running off, leaving Midorima with a very heavy folder and the beginnings of a headache.