XXx Aya xXX

I couldn't sleep last night.

No matter what my mind would not let me relax. It kept drifting back to what Akimi said last night.

I curled up in a with Usako under my covers, attempting to find something to calm my heartbeat. But nothing is working. Eventually I just give up and toss my phone on my nightstand and face the other way, pulling the covers back over my head.

Why do I have to have feelings? And why do they have to be towards Mitsukuni of all people? The one person I have to live under the same roof as for who knows how long?

The thing is; the thought of being with him doesn't scare me. Not even a little bit.

And that in itself is more terrifying than anything else.

XXx Honey xXX

Aya seems more sluggish than usual as she collapses into her seat in English.

She throws her head back and slinks down in her chair, her hair cascading down the back of the neck rest like a waterfall. Her eyes flutter closed and she exhales heavily through her slightly parted lips, which appears in a stark contrast with her pale skin.

In a sudden bit of boldness I come up behind her, setting my hands on the sides of the chair and look down on her. She seems to sense me hanging over her, and after a minute she blows a cool stream of air up at me. My bangs bounce slightly and a small laugh escapes my throat.

"Can I help you?" she asks as her eyes open.

"Why so down?" I ask, taking the time to stare into her deep hazel irises.

"Nothing special," she says as a bit of blush, that is not artificial if I might add, rises in her cheeks. "I just had trouble falling asleep last night."

She averts her eyes from mine quickly, but they catch on something else. I follow her gaze as she glances at the bottom corner of her desk. I move back as she straightens up and pushes the desk top open. She pulls out small white envelope, and flips it back and forth.

"No address?" I ask.

"None," she says before she breaks the royal blue wax seal.

As she pulls the letter out of the envelope the bell rings. I step to the side and back to my seat before sensei walks in.

As he gives the directions to open our books, I decide to wait until he's engrossed in his lecture before stealing a quick glance over at Aya.

Her book isn't even open. She's just staring wide-eyed at her letter. It's almost like she's seen a ghost. Eventually she just balls the paper up in her fist before tossing it in the direction of the trashcan.

It misses, but she doesn't even seem to notice. By the time it's bounced off the rim, she's just hunched over and staring at her clenched hands, as if something is suddenly crushing down on her.

About halfway into the lesson she slumps over on her desk and buries her head in her arms. She stays like that until the bell rings, and one it does she grabs her bag and books it out of the room.

I mentally sigh and make sure to give her the homework assignment later tonight.

XXx Aya xXX

"So, you sent me that letter?"

"Yeah, I was wondering if you'd like to go out sometime."

I look up at the boy in front of me. He's average looking, and seems nice. I've never seen him around before, so he must be from another class.

"No."

His face falls quickly.

"But…why not?" he trails off, genuine confusion clouding his features.

"I'm just not interested," I reply. "Relationships aren't really my thing."

The boy gulps nervously.

"B-but I-I thought that you were-" he stammers.

"You look like a great guy and all," I say, cutting him off. "But asking me out is probably the worst choice you could make. I'm just…not the compatible type."

His face pales and his eyes widen. He gapes for a minute, looking like he wants to say something but can't get anything past his throat. I take this as my queue to leave.

"I'll be leaving now," I mutter.

I haven't even rounded the corner when I hear a combination of low whistles and sympathy.

"What a bitch," someone mutters.

"What was all that all about?" another one asks.

"I thought Kisa-chan said she was crazy about you?"

"That is what she said," the guy says. "But why would she lie to me like that?"

I grit my teeth. So Kisa set this whole thing up? I fist my fingers in my bangs and tug on them harshly. Why was I so stupid?

I don't know why I even bothered showing up here! And now that I have, I wish I had obeyed my first instinct and went straight to the club. Now I'm angry and won't be able to work. I sigh, heading towards a more secluded part of the northwest corner of the campus.

So that's it. I'm still a joke. My hands tremble with suppressed anger. Man, if anyone comes across me like this, I don't even want to think about how that will end for me or them.

Luckily, ever since my breakup I've carried around stuff for times like this.

I drop my bag on the ground, slipping out a small dart board from one of the pouches. I hang it on the tree, pulling out an old photo of me and Simon and some tape.

I glare at it before taping it to the center of the board. I pull a few handfuls of darts from the pouch, pulling my headphones up. I put my playlist on shuffle before taking a few steps back and letting the anger wash over me.

XXx Honey xXX

I rack my brain, trying to remember where Aya tends to go when she wants to be alone.

She never really sneaks off during school, but there are those rare instances when she sneaks off to take naps during lunch. And whenever she does, she usually ends up cradled in the branches of an old plum tree in the northwest corner of campus.

As I make my way over there I can't help but feel like something's wrong. Sure enough, as I make my way over to the group of trees I see a figure in the bright yellow high school uniform crouched under one of the trees.

"Kisa?" I call out before I catch myself.

She jumps up quickly, her blond hair bouncing in its pony tail. She whips around quickly, taking extra care to flip her hair and make her grey eyes go all wide and innocent.

"Honey-senpai!" she gasps. "What are you doing here?"

"I was looking for Aya-chan," I reply as I step closer.

Her eyes harden for a moment, but she tries to hide it by sweeping the bangs that aren't held back by her two pink bunny clips out of her face.

"Now isn't a good time," she says somewhat darkly. "You'll just make it worse."

"What do you mean?" I ask, my bad feeling increasing by the second. "What's wrong with her Kisa?"

"N-nothing," she quickly stammers, giving me a plastic smile. "She's perfectly fine!"

A second passes before I hear a murderous shriek rings through the surrounding area. Just from behind the line of trees.

My eyes widen as I move to take a step forward. Kisa tries to block me, but I sidestep her and fail to make sense of her protests.

When I break through the trees she's standing there, flinging darts at the tree and wiping angry tears with grit teeth. I watch as Aya-chan moves to wipe the sweat off her forehead and take the opportunity to step closer to her.

She's breathing heavily as she brushes her bangs out of her eyes. Her eyes spark dangerously, filled with what can clearly be classified as homicidal rage.

I gulp nervously and force myself not to take a step back. But I can't be afraid…not if I want to help her. And now, I'm really glad that this trip Kyo-chan planned is at a therapeutic waterpark. She looks like she could use it.

She walks over to the tree, pulling two handfuls of darts from the center of the photo she has taped to the dartboard she has hanging from it.

As I crane my neck forward, I can see it's a picture of her and someone else. But I can't tell who because…their face is full of puncture holes.

I wince as she goes back to throwing the darts mercilessly, the rage rekindling in her eyes. In about thirty seconds, she needs to retrieve them again. She yanks them out without much effort, seeming satisfied that every single one hit the target dead on.

I really need to get her out of here.

"Aya-chan?" I call out, trying to sound as I wasn't just watching her turn someone's picture into Swiss cheese.

She jumps, ripping the picture off the board and shoving it into her pocket.

"There you are!" I yell, running the rest of the way up to her as she rests her headphones around her neck. "Come on, Kyo-chan is taking us to his family's new water park!"

She turns suddenly, her hair whipping around and sticking in her lashes.

"What?" she gasps.

I chuckle and brush the strands back in place, smiling widely as a vibrant blush spreads across her face. She tries to glance away before I can catch it, but no such luck.

"The limos just pulled up, so let's go!" I say as I grab her hand and pull her forward.

"Wait what? But Mama and Papa are expecting me home for their anniversary tonight!" she protests.

"Don't worry," I say with a smile. "They already said its ok. In fact, they sounded kinda happy about it."

Her face, which has barely recovered from her last blush, flushes again as she looks down at the ground. She bites he lower lip, looking like she has to say something she really doesn't want to.

"A-alright, but I don't have a swimsuit."

"It's ok," I say. "Hika-chan and Kao-chan brought a bunch of their mom's designs for Haru-chan. I'm sure they'll have something you can wear for the day."

"O-ok," she stammers. "Just let me get my stuff."

Her hand slips from mine as she goes to grab her bag.

"Can you just get the dart board for me?"

I nod and make my way over to the tree. My jaw slackens as I remove the board, only to see that there are a bunch of tiny holes in the bark.

Wow…how hard was she throwing those darts?

"Ready?"

I try not to jump as I spin around, handing her the board. As soon as she tucks it into her bag I grab her hand, pulling her towards the waiting limos.

Aya really needs to loosen up, and I'm determined to make that happen.

XXx Aya xXX

"Whoa," I breathe as I look up at the giant dome celling.

"It's so cool!" Mitsukuni yells as he looks around.

"Hey Aya-senpai," Hikaru yells.

I turn, seeing him and Kaoru lugging Haruhi in the direction of the changing rooms. She still looks completely frazzled. And I can't help but wonder what they did to her to get her to be so cooperative. But the closer I look, she seems to have given up, since protesting does little to nothing for her.

"You need a swimsuit right?" Kaoru asks.

I nod, walking over to them cautiously.

"Great," they say with one of their creepy grins.

And all of a sudden…I feel like I made a huge mistake. Kaoru hands his side of Haruhi over to Hikaru before scooping me up. We both protest loudly as they dump us in front of the changing rooms and their twin maids

"Here. Do what you gotta do," they say.

"Okay we'll do what we can," one of them says cheerily.

"Miss Fujioka, Miss Atsumi," the other one says. "Just follow me."

A creepy shadow falls across her face at that moment and she gets a psychotic glint in her eye. I gulp loudly before the closest one to me grabs my wrist and they yank us into the changing room.

"Hey what do you think you're doing?!" Haruhi yells as they yank off her uniform.

"We've been asked to help you choose a swimsuit," they reply cheerily.

"Uh…I got it," I say nervously as the other maid turns to me.

I apologize softly to Haruhi and turn away from the three of them and begin to peel off my layers one by one. The maids bring out racks and racks of swimsuits, all varying in color and style. They go through all the options with Haruhi as I leaf through the closest rack for my own suit.

I don't want to invite any opportunity for a swimsuit malfunction, so I end up choosing a red violet water polo styled bikini, and grab a pair of black swim shorts that are hanging on the next rack just to be safe.

I triple check everything that needs to be securely tied before slipping out the door, hoping that the maids won't catch me and force me to change. But my escape is successful and in five minutes I find the rest of the club changed and already in one of the main pools.

I glance to the right to see the Hikaru and Kaoru playing volleyball in the wave pool; and behind them looms a massive structure that supports about seven entwining water slides. I smile to myself, slipping behind some large plants and making my way over to it.

I can't remember the last time I was at a water park, so I might as well enjoy this.

There is only one flight of stairs, but eventually they branch off to the mouths of different slides. I quickly pull my hair into a sloppy French braid before I begin taking the stairs two at a time.

I decide to do the highest one first, and by the time I've climbed the seemingly endless flight of stairs, I'm huffing in relief.

I suppress shivers as I lie in the cool water that is shooting down the slide. After a minute I'm adjusted and take a deep breath before hurling myself into the bright green tube. And before I know it, I'm laughing as I rocket through all the twists and sharp turns.

I see a flash of sunlight, signaling the end of the ride, but I'm surprised to find I don't splash into the cool water like I'm supposed to. Instead, a pair of warm arms are circled around my back and under my legs as I shoot out of the slide.

I look up, and almost fall out of the support.

Mitsukuni is smiling down at me, and I only have a split second to be surprised before he drops me. Icy water closes over my head for a split second before I come up coughing and sputtering. He only gets a second to laugh before I spot one of the twin's water guns floating near the base of the waterslide.

I dive for it and it's in my hand in seconds. But just as I turn, a stream of water hits my shoulder. I sputter and grin, aiming my weapon back at him.

"Oh it's on," I grin as I duck under water.

I propel myself under the towering water slides and make a beeline for the stairs. I clutch the railing of the stairs and catapult myself over them, landing on the opposite railing and gripping the bar with my toes to stay upright.

Mitsukuni is looking up at me from the foot of the stairs, his water gun trained on me. He shoots and I doge, landing on top of one of the slides. I fire and miss as well, but Mitsukuni just smiles and begins running up the stairs at lightning speed.

I smirk and run up the slide, stopping every now and then to try my luck at catching him. At one point I completely lose him, and almost have heart failure when I turn a sharp corner to see Mitsukuni crouched not five feet in front of me, his water gun ready to fire.

I drop to my stomach, the stream of water narrowly missing me.

Smirking up at him I roll off the side of the slide and drop onto the red one that crosses beneath it. I land and shoot up, but he sidesteps my shot and shoots back down at me. It hits the slide an inch from my left foot, and I lose my grip on the plastic.

My body slides, but after a moment of panic I balance myself and begin laughing. I'm literally surfing down the slide. I bend my knees and shift my weight with the turns, occasionally squirting the track in front of me to keep my momentum.

Eventually I see Mitsukuni surfing down his own slide, and soon our slides pull up right next to each other.

He pulls out his water gun again and fires at me.

I laugh and take the opportunity to cannonball off the slide, which is barely over six meters from the water.

As soon as I submerge I let my body sink to the bottom of the pool before I push myself back up to the surface. After a few heaving breaths I spot Mitsukuni reach the end of his slide.

He skids to a stop, scanning the surrounding area for me. But when he sees me it's too late.

"Gotcha," I yell as my jet of water hits him square in the chest.

The blast isn't hard so as soon as it's over he dives off the top of the slide and quickly emerges a few inches in front of me.

"Truce?" he asks cutely, holding out a hand.

"No promises," I say, but I shake it anyway.

I sweep my bangs out of my eyes and let my gun float away before diving under the cool waves. I swim back into shallow water, emerging when the waves are just below my waist.

Mitsukuni pops up beside me as I'm wringing out my braid and we glance over my shoulder at the others. Frowning as I realize that I forgot to put a swim cap on and now my the chlorine is stripping the dye from my hair. Its running all over my arms, and I sigh and dunk them in the water again to get it off.

Oh well…We return to the main seating area where the rest of the club has gathered. Kyoya is lounging around scribbling in his notebook, Haruhi is looking around for the exit, the twins look like they're conspiring something, and Tamaki is sweating nervously.

So the usual.

"Hey Aya-chan let's go get some coconut milk," Mitsukuni suggests.

I nod and follow him to the refreshment table, where Mori has prepared two coconuts and we take a seat as Hikaru and Kaoru challenge Tamaki to a water gun fight by harassing Haruhi. It's rather entertaining to watch despite the fact that I need to keep dodging streams of water.

I set the empty coconut husk on the closest table just in time to sense something flying at the back of my head. I raise my arms and end up catching the pastel blue inner tube that was tossed to me while Mitsukuni grins from a few feet away.

"Let's go swim in the current pool," he suggests as he slips on his own pastel pink one.

"Sounds like fun," I reply.

I slip the tube over my head, following Mitsukuni around the water fight the twins and Tamaki are having. We jump in and quickly bob back up to the surface to watch the outcome of the fight, laughing as Hikaru and Kaoru dodge the jets of water from Tamaki's gun.

"That's cheating!" he yells as he flips himself over.

Mitsukuni and I burst out laughing as he lands on a banana peel, sliding over the floor of the eventually flips over, somersaulting into a large totem pole. I wince as his face makes contact with the wood, watching as he slides down to the floor. What did he really expect for Hikaru and Kaoru to fight fair?

Just then, the eyes on the carvings start lighting up. Weird beeping sounds start up as I share a confused look with Mitsukuni. Then I see it.

A giant wave comes crashing down on us, pushing my body to the bottom of the current pool.

I hit the floor with a hard smack, causing my back to arch and my mouth to open. My lungs burn; filling to the brim with chlorinated water as I'm yanked along with the current.

XXx Author's Notes xXX

Chapter 11…yay…

Wee~ thanks for all the support guys!

Lotsa love, Krystal