I don't UtaPri or the characters. I also don't own Diaura's Sirius or G-Dragon's Go!, but I do own Haruki Kato, her sister and their mother. Read on.

It wasn't hard to miss the disdainful looks thrown her way as she walked down the hallway filled with students passing her by looking for her own room located in the girl's dorm building. Why they had her put there she had a vague idea but she didn't question it much. As long as they didn't bother her while she was trying to sleep then she would stay out of their way.

Haruki Kato groaned in displeasure as she finally found it at the end of the hall on the second floor. This was going to be joyous, she thought with venom looking at all of her things thrown around half hazardly. Who the hell does that to someone's things anyways?

"Che…I might as well suck it up and sort everything out before I get started."

She opened all of the packages that were on top of her twin sized bed and managed to get her player hooked up to their speakers. Putting it on shuffle, Haruki once again began the task of sorting her things out.

Soshite naraku no fuchi

De kimi o omo'u

Musuu no hoshi

Shikitsumeru sora e

Keshite Kanata ni

Yurameku sono kage wa

Amaku togaru, shi e no mataki

The guitars complimented the piano playing mournfully in the background. The group seemed familiar to her ears. Who were they again? Ah that's right Diaura, she smiled sadly, how she could forget this song…Sirius. It had been a while since she heard it.

Sighing Haruki Looked to her closet and noticed during the song she had managed to organize all of her things that had been designated to be put there. Well at least it got done first, the teen thought silently.

"Now on to everything else I missed!"

By the time it reached 11 at night the dark haired girl had finally finished outing her room together. She couldn't help but feel thankful to Shining, as annoying as he was, he allowed her to not have a roommate. Looking to her player on the study desk it read G-Dragon: Go! Haruki's eye brow developed a small tick listening to the sound coming out of her speakers. What the hell was this? Then she connected the dots…

"TAKARA KATO WHAT THE HELL?!"

:Elsewhere:

"Hey Haruka, what was up with your friend earlier? She was acting weird." Tomochika Shibuya complained to her auburn haired roommate.

Upon hearing the topic of Haruki , the shorter of the two girls quickly turned and smiled brightly. It took the red haired bombshell by surprise, who knew something so trivial could get her excited?

"Well..she's not really..ah..um..I don't know how to explain Haruki-chiiiiii~" Haruka whined pitifully to her roommate with tears pricking at the corner of her eyes.

Tomochika smiled easily at her trying to ease the discomfort of the younger girl weeping all over the place.

"How about you just tell me about how you two met then?"

"Oh that's a great start! Thanks for the help Tomo!"

The red head waited for her to start but she was met with silence. She turned and her jaw dropped at the sight of her roommate fast asleep already. Tomochika shook her head in disbelief, how in the world did she get such a strange but adorable girl to share a room with? Whatever the answer was, she was glad to have her anyways.

:Next day huuu~:

Haruki managed to find The cross dressing male's class room without much problem although she wasn't exactly sure if accidentally walking into one of the practice rooms a few times counted as a problem. But she couldn't complain much when she spotted one with a harp , standing tall against the sun's rays casting a glorious shadow onto the walls behind it. Her curious nature was getting the best of her somewhat as she walked into the A class almost mowing over a vaguely familiar face. Then she remembered, ah yes, he was one of the guys who stood up for Haruka.

"Oh I'm sorry I can't believe I almost ran you over like that miss!" she chuckled and waved off his concern with a tan hand patting him on the arm gently.

"It's fine, I wasn't exactly paying attention myself." The red headed male blinked surprised the dark haired girl wasn't making a fuss like others would.

She continued to watch as the maroon eyed boy slowly fit the pieces together now remembering that she was the new assistant Shining had been talking about during the induction ceremony yesterday afternoon. A smile was plastered onto her lips as she walked by him ignoring everyone else's renewed whispering beginning with vigor.

"Who is she?"

"There's no way she's the teacher for the class, I don't recall hearing about her as an idol."

"Maybe she's in the wrong class, especially if she looks like that!"

The harsh criticisms and remarks continued even as she took a seat on Ringo's desk. She didn't let a single word stick to her it seemed from anyone's guess who couldn't see the strain that was pulling at her lips still forcing the smile.

"No matter how unforgiving the situation, you must smile politely. Do not let a single tear show, no matter how much pain you're in. Do you understand?"

Tch...of course those words would come back to haunt her like this. Where was that man Ringo anyways? He should have been here by now. As if the devil heard his call, Ringo Tsukimiya finally graced the room with his presence.

It was finally over, the black haired teen thought with a small sigh. The sound of relief caught the ears of the pink haired man as he turned to put the books away from that days lesson. He frowned thinking back to how the class had reacted to her being there and she hadn't said one word...no a single one, aside from introducing herself to the class of course but after that she shut the proverbial doors for any other communication with them.

Ringo let out his own sigh but from disappointment and unease. What was he going to tell Shining about this? It wasn't going to be a great first report that was for sure... He took a sneaking glance at his new assistant who was making sure everything was put back where it belonged, he observed for a moment before he knew it he was embracing her tightly.

"You did great today little butterfly...I know you're holding it back. It's okay to let it go with me." He soothed he wounded pride softly into her ear, refusing to let go until she gave in.

Please let someone in...if anyone you could trust..let it be me..the fleeting thoughts past through his mind as she felt her petite arms slowly respond to his embrace. Her hands grasped his dress tightly in desperation for something to hold onto...something to keep her from losing her composure she worked so hard to build in a matter of minutes.

His pale hands rose to slowly brush the dark hair away from her face to reveal shining steel eyes pleading , begging for forgiveness for her failure.

"I don't blame you...shh...it's unbecoming of a princess to sniffle sweet heart." She blinked at his words wiping away the beginning of a stream of tears.

"Princess?" The tanned teen repeated with confusion.

He chuckled, she seemed almost innocent looking at him like that. Maa..it would be an interesting first semester learning about the conservative girl Haruki Kato...