Hoshimi and I were walking slowly down the sidewalk, heading to her place after the insane afternoon we'd had.

My cousin rubbed her arm and groaned, "Geez, you didn't have to hit me so hard!"

I laughed at her pain but apologized, "Gomen, but seriously you didn't have to embarrass me in front on that Tamaki guy."

"Oooohhhhhhhh, you like him don't you?" Hoshimi turned to me and winked.

"No way! I haven't even gotten to know the guy! God, Hoshimi you're so quick to jump to conclusions!" I began walking faster.

"Hey hey now! Don't be getting mad at me! You can't get mad at your cousin for making a guess, can you?" she shouted. I stopped and waited for her to catch up. When she was right next to me, I gave her a smile and replied, "Guess I can't, huh?" We laughed and like that we were okay again.

"So was the guy standing next to you earlier your boyfriend?" I teased.

"Eww, no! That was his twin, Hikaru!"

"Aren't they twins?"

"Yeah, so?"

"Wouldn't they look identical?"

Hoshimi avoided my gaze. "You and your perfectionism."

"It's what makes me so awesome." I sang. This time, she laughed and we headed out into the sunset. Later that night, following dinner with Hoshimi and my aunt and uncle, I sat alone in my rented house. I'd just finished talking with my friend back in America, who I'd nicknamed Amami. Just as I was beginning to get bored, the Caramelldansen blasted from my phone. As I picked it up, an unknown phone number showed on the screen.

"Hello? Who is this?" I asked in a monotone.

"It's Tamaki Suoh." The velvety voice replied; I could practically hear the smirk.

I stared at the phone. "Oh really?"

"Yes, I was wondering if you'd like to come with me to see a movie on Saturday?"

I pretended to think for a moment. "Sure," Before hanging up I added, "Oh and Hitachiin brothers? You might want to let Tamaki know that I'm going to see a movie with him."

Somewhere else in the city, the Hitachiin brothers were staring at their phone in surprise. "DANGGIT! How did she know it was us? Guess we better listen though." Kaoru shook his head in shame. "I'll call Hoshimi and explain." Hikaru muttered, "This is just an excuse to talk to your girlfriend isn't it?" Kaoru blushed, but did not object.

The following morning, I awoke to a note taped to my face. Being the blind person I am in the morning, the note being so close to my face didn't help my plan for a good morning so far. Of course, once I lifted up the note, there was the writer sitting on the edge of my bed.

"Hi Amaya!"

"What the heck do you think you're doing here? And how the heck did you get into my house?" I grumbled.

"Aunt had a key." Hoshimi replied with a cheery smile.

"What are you doing here then?"

"You've got a date tomorrow and we HAVE to go shopping!" my cousin whined as she bounced impatiently. My eyebrow began to twitch. I sat up and flipped her off of the bed.

"Owwww!"

"You deserved it. I don't like being woken up in strange ways." I put the wrinkled sheets back onto the bed.

"Come on! Please?" my cousin begged. I gave in once she began to pull doggy eyes on me.

-At the mall an hour later-

Eyeing myself in the mirror with the latest outfit Hoshimi had forced into my dressing room, I called out, "Do I really gotta come out in this? It's weird!"

"Oh come on out! I'm sure you look fine!" she called back. It sounded like she was looking for more outfits to have me try on. We had already gone into two other stores and gone through the same process and we still hadn't found the right look for me. All of a sudden I heard rumbling, Hoshimi screamed softly and looked at me with her terror stricken eyes. "She's here!"

"Oh ho ho ho ho oho ho ho!"

"What the heck?"

A girl in some kind of a cosplay, I think her name was Renge, smirked at me with who knows what kind of intent. "Amaya! You are need of a princess character. I've done some research on you and I have found much moe in your story. You parents divorced at 3 and you had your heart broken by fellow 8th grader last year! It was truly touching. Many have described you as clumsy, sweet, pretty, innocent, and shy. This is why you need to be bold and unafraid of whatever comes your way! I shall teach you grace and possibly some fashion tips in the process." Judging from the disgusted look on her face, I knew the outfit I was wearing couldn't have been that attractive.

"What makes you think that I'm not fashionable?" I retorted.

Her head nodded in the direction of me and the pile of clothes Hoshimi had thrown at me.

Hoshimi finally came out from behind a rack of hats. "Whoa whoa whoa! You don't need to go and insult my fashion sense."

Renge evaluated my cousin and shook her head pityingly. "Oh but I do, you see Hoshimi-san, your outfits are not….ohhh how do I say this nicely….you're color blind."

"Ohhh no she did NOT just say I'm color blind! You're the tone deaf one, god your laugh is what makes you suckish you know that?"Renege's mouth went into an 'o' shape. "You wanna fight fashionless?"

Hoshimi took off her shoes and jewelry. "Right now, hyena." My cousin launched herself at the moe loving girl and began tugging at her hair. Meanwhile, I approached the knocked over hat rack and put on a clip that had the appearance of a hat. It was small and black with a red ribbon around the raised portion with red and black feathers flowing from a corner. Renge turned to look at me, stopping to look at me in awe.

Hoshimi stopped as well and scoffed, "Hey why'd you stop? Am I too good for- whoa!" She had angled her eyes at me and gaped.

"What are you two staring at? I just tried this on."

Renge nodded, as if approving. "Yes but your taste is excellent unlike your relative here….have you ever considered being a hat model?"

My face turned as red as the feathers. "No but my mom tells me all the time that I look great in hats."

My cousin began nodding. "I agree with Aunt Michelle. Now, let's find you something nice to wear. I'll let you choose since you seem to know what you're doing." Hoshimi laughed a little before glaring at Renge.

"Well I did want to be a fashion designer for awhile."

My cousin shot me a death stare. "And you didn't tell me?" She began to fake cry. "Oh the pain! My own cousin didn't tell me what she wanted to be!" I rolled my eyes and set my sights on a black choker that was on display. The sixteen year old eyed me and grinned, "Hey there pretty. Can I help you with something?"

I knew immediately that this guy was flirting so I decided to have a little fun. I knew Hoshimi would approve of my insane plan. "Hey there." I looked up at him through my eyelashes. "Can you help me find a black choker?"

The hormonal guy's eyes flickered over to the display. "Sure thing gorgeous." As soon as his back was turned, I pretended to gag. He turned back to me and I put on a smile as though I was thrilled.

"Want me to put it on you?" he said, dangling the beautiful item in my face.

I snatched it from him, back to my normal self again. "Umm, no thanks." I put the necklace on and turned to my cousin.

"Wooow! You look awesome so far!" she complimented; Renge nodded and they went back to fighting.

I rolled my eyes and discovered some nice black earrings that matched the choker. I began and hunted for a good pair of shoes. I found the perfect pair behind a rack of sunglasses. The pure white slingbacks with a single black bow on each shoe made me look three inches taller. Hoshimi looked at me and whistled, "Dang girl! You've got it going ON! Tamaki's not gonna know what hit him."

I don't know what force you could call this next event. Perhaps fate, destiny, or just a coincidence, but when I turned my head to the right I spotted my dream dress. A white dress with black polka dots, a black satin sash around the waist, and black mesh underneath caught my attention from a rack across the store. As if in a trace, I walked toward it, transfixed. I took it as soon as I could and ran to an open dressing room. After slipping out of my comfort outfit, I slid the dress on with ease. A moment later, I stepped out.

Hoshimi's eyes drifted to me, as did half the store for some unknown reason.

"WHAT? Why is everyone staring at me like that?" I yelled. The door swung open and a bell chimed.

"Amaya? Is that you?" a male voice asked in surprise. Spinning towards the door as my dress' skirt puffed up, Tamaki stood four feet away with a goofy look on his face.

I blushed and screamed, "JUST MY LUCK!"