This is a filler...I think. But still, it's pretty important(?) to read this because it's on Fuyuki and Kouji. This is how they met, so on so forth and it's just an ordinary story of two teenagers. Weird since DL isn't all that normal but Fuyuki lead her life much more different than the other so :/ Also, I'm calling Maeki by her proper name now because it feels more appropriate. Her nickname is something used only in her family, so I decided not to use it so much.

Characters are OOC? Most probably Q,Q

Chapter ?: Scoreboard

Timeline: Middle School, Third Year

It was April, the beginning of spring as well as a new year in school. Fuyuki sat at her seat, looking out of the window as she placed her head on her right hand. She sat right in the middle of the classroom, though she would have preferred the sides, but that didn't matter. Actually, everything didn't matter. Being the only one who managed to set free into the world for Middle School, she felt a bit left out and lonely because she lacked actual social interactions other from her family, the servants, her "master" and the people who would spar with her. It was math class and the teacher was handing out the test papers and the unbothered Fuyuki took hers, seeing the numbers 70 written in red on her paper. On her left, towards the window, a male classmate groaned in disappointment, earning a sharp warning from the old vixen, causing the rest of the class to laugh. The average was 60 and he clearly didn't make it. After the slight commotion she turned her head back to the board where the teacher started announcing the class rankings for this test. As someone who didn't care about placings unlike a certain son of her boss, or so she heard, Fuyuki began to ponder over her last report . Did she finish it up properly? Reminding herself to organise the information she received from her latest client , the girl sighed. She then felt a slight tap on her shoulder and she turned to see Rito Kouji, said seatmate who was disappointed with his results. A clear 35 was seen on it and a hand quickly covered it up. Rito gave her a wide smile, one that was very familiar. It reminded her of Kou and his false pretences, causing the girl to cringe inside.

"Maeno-san, you're pretty amazing, huh. You got a 70!" He said, the grin still plastered on his face. "I could never pull that off."

The grey-headed classmate stared at her doofus seatmate. What did he mean by never? Her brothers fought hard for what they wanted and it was given. Be it jokes or not, she didn't like hearing such calls of failures when nothing had ever started. Fuyuki kept her stone-face while slightly cussing inside, a dark aura radiating from her. Rito shuddered at the feeling, looking into her plain grey eyes with a sudden immense interest. His face lighted up and he put his hands together as if he came up with a brilliant idea.

"I've got a favour to ask you. Would you be my tutor?" He asked whilst looking at the female beside him. Her face was as if she were drained of her soul, empty eyes that continued to stare at the blue-headed boy. I have not single word to him in my life and in a mere four sentences he has claimed that we are acquainted. Not only that. He's asking me for academic help? He's like a failing Kou duplicate!

Two students sit in the library, face to face. Rito scratched his chunk of dark blue hair before slamming his face into the book, as he groaned in pain. His grey haired partner silently stared at him with sleep-deprived eyes, it was as if she was awake for 2 days straight. Earlier their teacher had overheard his loud one-sided conversation and pushed the job to the poor 14 year-old student who hadn't spoke a word. Rito had been acting like an idiot for the past one hour and Fuyuki was amazed at how he could keep up with such an obvious farce. Many others of her age wouldn't have noticed but that retarded grin on his face was a absolute give-away. She wanted to slap his face, which she hadn't done to Kou because he was her younger brother and she was to protect her family- no way would she would put a hand to that conceited idol's face. A sakura petal landed on the pile of blue hair, and Fuyuki liked the contrast between the two colours. This was much more peaceful compared to everything else at home and it made her at ease. She reached out her hand to remove it from his head, only for him to grab onto in it suddenly. A dark shade of pink was tinted onto his face, brown eyes full of embarrassment.

"W-w-what were you doing?!" He exclaimed whilst firmly grasping onto her hand which was still holding onto the petal.

"Taking a sakura petal off your head." Fuyuki calmly replied, confused by his reaction.

Noticing that he had been holding onto her hand for a period of time, Rito frantically let go and swung his face the other way. Not wanting to waste time, Fuyuki dragged his notebook towards her to see several wrong answers and doodles. The next page was nothing but a large cross on it. And after that was a scribble of terrible incomprehensible handwriting, causing veins to pop up on her forehead. She was planning to go home that night, take a quick shower before loading her latest save of one of the YS games on her PSvita and all those beautiful plans were destroyed by this dumbass and their cranky old teacher. It was right to call her an old vixen, no doubt. Sure, she was an extremely lazy individual. But seeing this man here made her feel like she needed some stimulation, as if she needed to punch something or stab it several times. It was not some blood-lust during a murdering session, it was pure annoyance. She had put up with Ruki's obnoxiousness, Kou's two-faced antiques, Yuma's moments of rage and Azusa's masochism, but an ordinary idiotic human was enough to temper her mind. She cracked her knuckles to calm down before looking up to face Rito again, who turned back to face her at the same time. Fuyuki realises that he has lost his crappy fake smile and it is replaced by a shy look, one that seemed genuine enough to believe.

"Stop looking at me like that, idiot." He huffed as his hands went back to the notebook, earnestly writing down the words this time.

His blushing face and false accusations then reminded her of Yuma who was rather similar. Just that Yuma was rather violent and would trash his beloved vegetable gardens in his rage. Rito's eyes grew wider as he saw a small smile emerge from his seemingly heartless classmate, his eyes peeled on her for that very moment before planting his face on the table again, with smoke coming out from his head. It was the first time he saw another expression other than that straight line on her lips. Seeing this almost made him pass out from embarrassment. Fuyuki hadn't said a word to him at all, but it felt as if she were talking the whole time. He then soon realised that his 'happy student' façade had fallen off and by now it was too late to put it back on. She had seen this side of him and seems much more happier about it. He lightly smiled, truely, before his vision was blocked by a book. He shoved it off to see her hand coming towards him,placing the sakura petal on the tip of his nose.

"Who are you calling an idiot? Go practice already." She said while looking at him with an annoyed expression. The grey-headed girl was replied by a cute laughter that came from the dark-blue haired classmate as he grasped his green hoodie to hold it in. Her first words to him weren't the nicest ones, but it was still something nonetheless.

It was another one of their study sessions. From Fuyuki's observation, Rito had became more hot-headed at her comments, frequently hitting her on the head with his book. He was also easily embarrassed and falters when his quirks are mentioned. When he smiled it was actually calming to look at, since it was not another false doofus grin. He was also improving in his studies, seeing that he tried harder and harder each time they were here. This seat by the window was like their personal one already. Other students would avoid that seat for them and would tell others to leave it alone, too. The seasons had changed and by now it was already autum. The final examination drew closer each day and Rito started to worry about it. He grew more serious each time they gathered and by now it was his tutor who seemed as if she needed some serious detention. As they silently wrote in their notebooks, Rito noticed Fuyuki rubbing her hands together now and then to keep herself warm. She had no sweater, jacker or whatever. Just a short-sleeved dress shirt with the school's thin vest. Looking at himself, he was over-cladded. He wore the same things she did, just that it was topped by his brown low v-neck sweater, his green hooded jacket and his patched up multi-coloured scarf that wrapped tightly round his neck. He considered giving her his scarf, but scratched the idea. She helped him through 2 seasons by showing him his true self, taught him to work hard and improved his academics. It started out with his selfish desire and Fuyuki was around upon the teacher's request. He knew that it was a poor payment, but it should be fine for the time being. Standing from his seat, Rito removed his jacket and placed it over her shoulders, cutting off her concentration.

"...what is this for?" She asked while looking up at him.

Seeing her pretty grey eyes innocently looking up at him, he blushed as he pulled away from her.

"Payment for now. You're cold, right?" Rito said as he covered his face. From the space between his fingers he peeked through, to see the most stunning smile he had ever seen. It was a jaw dropper for him. Beside them the autum leaves dance to the wind, the calming sounds of owls was heard under the half moon. Confused at his embarrassment, Fuyuki titled her head to one side and stared at him, causing Rito to slap her with his scarf.

"Don't look at me like that, idiot." He pouted and swung his head to the right.

The smile was still on the girl's face as she held her pen once more. She flicked the male's forehead, giggling.

"Who are you calling an idiot? Go practice already."

Yet another day of the two hanging out together. But, it wasn't at the library, nor was it for studying. Rito got tired of being too studious and headed for the music room immediately, Fuyuki following him from behind. He opened to door that revealed a large grand piano. Ignoring it, Rito picked up a electric guitar and connected it to the amplifier. A spark of interest could be seen in Fuyuki's eyes as she watched Rito play, his fingers sliding down the strings in quick motion, his other hand swinging up and down while firmly grasping onto the pick. Rito stops as he raises a brow at her passionate stare. She snaps back to life after a few pats on the back, looking at him with the very same eyes. Her usual lifeless grey eyes weren't around, it was bright this time. He uses his chance to finally repay her for all she has done.

"Say, you want to learn how to play the guitar?" Rito asks as he looks at the expectant girl.

"Seriously?" She seemed as if she could blast off to space any moment.

"Payment for all that tutoring." He said as he gestured towards the other guitar in the corner. "I'm sure you'll be quick to pick up on it."

It was still another autum night when it was colder, coming close to the cold winter days. Rito looked forward to throwing those balls of snow into his friend's face to see her reaction. It didn't take him long to blush again as he watched her poke on the strings in curiousity. For the whole time she was the one who knew more, but now he was the one with the experience. A heavy weight is placed off his heart as he pulled out the chord sheet, directing the girl on how to read it.

Timeline: Current

"Zzzzz... ... ... " Fuyuki snores, clearly enjoying herself on the couch. Her peaceful sleep is disturbed by Kouji playing a terrible note on the guitar, releasing a screeching noise that almost made her ears bleed. Sitting up, she rubs her eyes and looks towards the second guitarist of the band.

"Kouji, do you remember what you liked to say?" She asks out of the blue.

"Huh? Last time? Er... what was it..."

Kouji started shifting his feet uncomfortably as Fuyuki bore her grey eyes into him, remaining silent and expressionless. His face grows extremely red before saying.

"Don't look at me like that, idiot."

Closing her eyes, Fuyuki lightly smiles as she held onto her guitar and pick.

"Who are you calling an idiot? Go practice already."

Both of them start band practice by themselves. The first years have a school trip to go to, leaving both of them here. It was a considerable amount of time since they had been like them and this made them feel nostalgic and at ease. Outside the door was a giggling Yui and a bored Shuu.

"It's not good to eavesdrop." Shuu comments as Yui peeks into the music room from a small gap between the doors.

"But they're so cute!" Yui giggled. "Shuu-san is also eavesdropping."

"Hmph. Let's go." Shuu said as he walked away, placing his earbuds back in place.

"Ah, wait for me!"

Looking back, Shuu was reminded of how he met that silly girl in the music room, where it was originally all his till she formed that band. Sighing, he continued walking on with Yui on his back, an image of a rare smile from the dark girl etched into his mind.

References made would be the YS series (I've only played Memories of Celceta on the PSvita though), it's a great game! Also, in the flashback it says 'Rito' instead of 'Kouji' because that's just showing that they weren't all that close then. No Horror yet? Just wait, though...it wouldn't really be good!