Here, we'll focus on Gray and Vivy's development. Enjoy!

And...happy Valentine! This chapter matched the season, I think~

Welcome to Dodo Academy for the Gifted!

In Love?

Still on the same day that noon, the cafeteria of Richford Private School was filled with many rich students, sitting on luxurious outdoor umbrella benches, eating expensive food and expensive drinks on glamorous silver tools.

However, only one group was far outstanding than the other—already outstanding—groups.

It was Bella Geese and her clique, the most popular girls in RPS. They were surrounded by bodyguards and butlers, their eating tools made from platinum.

"Tell us more about that love of your life, Bella!" one of her friend asked with a dreamy face.

"Oh, he's perfect...! Mysterious but honest...With the most beautiful, most stunning, most charming, brilliant turquoise eyes I've ever seen...!" Bella sighed dreamily and drank her smoothie. "Oh, PrinceAl...!"

"Whoa, wait...he's a prince...!?" her friends, except Trixie, gasped.

"I don't think so...It's just Bella's antics everytime she has a crush..." Trixie said nonchalantly, rolling her eyes.

"I don't care if he isn't...The way his tresses of blond covering those innocent eyes, making him so mysterious...like, like a guardian angel...He's kind and attentive, with soft voice that pitched sweetly at rare times..." Bella went on and on.

"But, his name, it's only Al?" her other friend asked curiously.

Bella blinked, and turned to Trixie, who sighed. "He only told us his nickname..."

"This is it...!" Bella started to cry. "I'll never meet him again!"

"Oh, drama queen, stahp, will ya?" Trixie giggled, then flicked her fingers. "We can always ask Vivaldi Dupre about it..."

Bella slammed her fists to the table. "Are you crazy!? She's like, his girlfriend! Vivaldi would wring us up—"

"Why the fuck would I wring you, again?" everyone shut up as they realized Vivaldi was just passing by, two ice cream in her hands.

"Er, we...I mean, um...uh..."

"Viv, what's Al's full name?" Trixie asked straight forwardly, and her friends gasped in shock, then glared at Vivaldi terrifiedly.

Thepurplette paled in comparison, and nervously scratched her cheek with a finger.

"Al...? Al...? Oh, yo-you mean that Al?" she grimaced and mentally slapped herself. Crap, Bella was seriously having a big crush with Al, which in reality, was Alice Liddell! A girl! Vivaldi's first friend ever! A girl! Bella was a girl, Alice was a girl, and...Bella liked Alice...Bella liked a girl...Girl likes girl!?

Bella still believed that Al was a boy! Damn! Vivaldi mentally banged her head on the wall.

"Wh-What's the big deal anyway!" Vivaldy blurted out, then had an idea. "He's mine!"

The popular girls gasped, and Bella slammed her hands on the table again, glaring at the purplette.

"I like him! I'll make him mine!" Bella yelled.

Since Vivaldi was known for being the notorious tomboyish bully in RPS, she was feared, and she thought that a simple threat would cut Bella's hope off.

"Touch him and I'll rip your head off!"

The whole cafeteria grimaced at this infamous threat. There was a rumor among the RPS students that Vivaldi once had beaten a high school student and broke his neck, bare-handed.

"I'll take you on, I'll do whatever to make him mine!" Bella sworn whole-heartedly.

The whole cafeteria gasped. That just showed how much Bella liked this 'Al'. Vivaldi mentally flipped a table and bang her head to the wall.

Crap, it just made the opposite effect! The purplette sighed and quickly thought of something.

"His name is Alfred Wilder." Vivaldi lied thoughtfully. "And I was just lying about him being my boyfriend. He's my..."

"...Your cousin?" Bella smirked.

"My fiancè." Vivaldi grinned wickedly, and the whole cafeteria was all 'WHAAAAT!?' while Bella's jaw fell on the ground, and her friend shrieked in disbelief.

"Oh no, my ice creams are melting..." Vivaldi nonchalantly walked away still with the ice cream, while the cafeteria was on commotion. Doctors and nurses came rushing to treat an unconscious rich princess surrounded by her crying friends.

A certain dark-haired boy with golden eyes watched all those events with wide eyes, impressed beyond everything. His pale cheeks were flushed. Gray couldn't believe how cool Vivaldi had handled that situation.

He continued on stalking the purplette.

~.X.~

Gray was wondering why would Vivaldi bought two ice cream, and for unknown reason—although obvious to you reader—he was worried if she was bringing one for someone...but maybe it could be Blood, her brother, or a girl...but then again she had no friends in this school.

"Ah, you're still here, prats. Good kids." He heard her said, and peeked to see who she was talking to.

Vivaldi was kneeling infront of two first-graders, a boy and a girl, who were dirty and seemed to be just crying.

"You weren't fighting again, right?"

"N-No, ..." the two muttered in fear.

"Have you apologized to each other?" Vivaldi quirked an eyebrow.

"Yes..." the two nodded slowly.

"Good, here." Vivaldi handed a chocolate ice cream to the boy, and the vanilla to the girl. "Now take it, eat it together, hold your hands and get out of this place. This is my favorite tree." The purplette smiled softly, despite her harsh words.

The younger kids looked dazzled, and shyly took the ice cream, and held hands."Th-Thank you, Ms. Dupre..." they said together and started to walk away as ordered.

Vivaldi watched them go and sighed as she lied on the tree. "Heh, little silly prats..." she snickered, and then glanced above her. "Hey, you still up there, birdie?"

Gray heard a clear chirp from the tree. He hadn't gotten over his shock from what Vivaldi had done to the kids, but then she had shown another surprise.

Vivaldi climbed up on the tree and sat on a branch whereas a bird nest hung safely. There was only one little robin bird in it.

"You seem better, chicky. Hold still, will ya?" Vivaldi carefully tried to touch and take off the small bandage on the chick's wing.

"CHIRP! CHIRP!" the robin bird pierced her finger.

"Ouch you mother effing—hold still, I fuckin' said, or I'll fuckin' drop ya!" Vivaldi growled and finally took off the bandage. "Finally." She sighed and took the little bird into her hands. "I'm gonna throw you away from here."

Gray and the bird grimaced and paled at this statement. Vivaldi rose onto her feet, still on the branch, then lifted her hands, while the bird chirped frantically at the height.

"If ya wanna survive, ya must handle this!" the purplette made a pitcher strike and yelled, "Off ya go, birdie!" (a/n: please do not try this to any other birds)

"CHIIIIRP!" Gray shut his eyes as he saw the little bird frantically fapped its wings, as it headed straight to an oak.

Did she seriously had to force things up!?

"See? There's nothing to fear..." Gray heard Vivaldi said, and he peeked to see the little robin was flying. Vivaldi was sitting, swinging her feet back and forth, hanging on the branch. "No scram and make your own family." She shooed the bird who was about to land near her.

"I'll cook you if you come near me."

"Chirp!" the bird quickly fled off at the threat, making Vivaldi laugh.

Suddenly, she stopped laughing when she saw Gray appeared from the bushes.

"Man, what the fuck!? Just what the hell are you doing here!?" Vivaldi yelled. "Y-You were stalking me, weren't ya?"

Gray didn't say anything, but he lifted his head to watch the robin fled away.

"You helped people, but they're still afraid of you. Why are you still helping them?" he asked, instead of answering.

Vivaldi blushed and scowled at this. "You saw everything?"

"Uh-huh...Do you always do that?" Gray asked.

The purplette blushed deeper. "Don't ever tell anyone about it. I'll fuckin' kill you." She said, looking down. "I also said that to others which I helped..." she mumbled shyly.

"Why?" Gray asked again.

Vivaldi scowled, looking up to stare at Gray with flaming cheeks, then groaned.

"You'll the only one who'll know this, OK? You better take this secret to the grave."

"I'm sure you know I'm good at shutting my mouth." Gray simply stated and climbed the tree to sit beside the purplette.

~.X.~

"Well, you see...you know fairy tales like Cinderella, or Sleeping Beauty?"

"Uh-huh."

"...You wouldn't sleep, when I tell you this, right?" Vivaldi gave a pointed look to Gray, who quickly slapped his cheeks.

"I swear I won't."

"Okay,well, in those tales, the main characters were always people who had nothing. Since they had nothing at the beginning, in the end, they could have a happy ending." Vivaldi pulled her feet and hugged her knees. "Like other kids...Like Alice, and that bird, those kids, many others...Since they had nothing in the beginning, they have a story. A story to gain an ending."

"While me...I...I already have everything." Vivaldi grinned, and Gray raised his eyebrows. The purplette suddenly rolled and hung on the branch upside down. "I'm rich, I have loving parents, a brother, I actually don't need to go to school, my future is set, I'll take over the corporation, and I don't need to cook or clean up, since I have maids and butlers. I have everything."

Gray hummed and joined to hung upside down beside her. "So, since you think you've gotten everything, you help people, despite they wouldn't think of you as a better person?"

"I don't care..." Vivaldi scoffed. "I'm like, that characters in fairy tales that appear to help the plot going, you know? After that, I'm nothing more in the main story. Like the Fairy Godmother, or the Hunter and the Seven Dwarves. After that, the Princess would marry the Prince and they wouldn't talk of the Hunter or the Fairy anymore."

"Don't you want to mean something more?" Gray asked again.

"Well it means something, duh." Vivaldi rolled her eyes. "I mean, if it weren't because of their help, they wouldn't get their happy ending. I just want to be the character that help. I'll be happy if one day they're happy."

Gray blushed when she smiled brightly yet softly. The dark haired boy looked away and stared at the upside down school garden.

"I kinda understand that..." Gray said, making Vivalid turn to stare at him. "But still, even though you already have everything, doesn't mean that you can't have a happy ending."

Vivaldi scowled in confuse. "But I'm already happy."

Gray chuckled. "Despite what you've told me, I don't really believe that you already have everything. I mean, we can't have everything. We have to sacrifice something to be ultimately happy. Nothing is perfect."

Vivaldi was still staring, listening intently. Gray was really mature for his age. Those videogames he played everynight might be the reason for this.

"What do you think I haven't had?"

"Well, you look the happiest around Alice. You didn't have friends in the beginning, right?" Gray teased.

"Yeah, but now I have her!"

"But Alice..." Gray looked a bit nervous as he said; "I mean, friends can't be forever around you. We're still kids. One day, we'll go on our own ways, separating..."

Vivaldi frowned.

"Then," Gray said again, "One day, we'll fall in love."

"Fall in love...?" Vivaldi frowned deeper. Gray blushed at his own words and frantically corrected.

"I-I mean, not have to be 'us' I just mean we, by—"

"Hahaha! Are you fucking kidding me? Falling in love? Me!?" Vivaldi sat up and laughed her head off. "Holy fuck, I can't imagine me falling love! That's fucking absurd!"

Gray wasn't listening to what she said, he was in his own world, blushing at the realization. Vivaldi was still laughing, and she sounded like music in his ears.

"Gray, bro, I think you've been watching too much drama...! Hahaha!"

~.X.~

"I think I'm in love with Vivy."

Alice spit her orange juice and choke on her cookies in her mouth, then fell off the dining chair. Einstein was jumping around and shrieking furiously, Grandma Anne's jaw fell.

Gray was blushing, but staring down at the dining table as if it was picturing a certain purplette.

"I-In love!?"

"I'm pretty sure it's not cooties, Alice. It turns out, I'm in love with her!" Gray blurted out and yanked his dark hair. "Her blackcurrant hair, those soft Jell-O red lips, that white-cotton-candy skin so soft, her Pocky eyelashes—"

"Oh my, oh my, oh my, I heard the wedding bells already!" Grandma Anne giggled and walked around the table to hug Gray. "Gray is a big boy!"

Alice was still pricelessly confused. The idea of being in 'love' was definitely the last thing on her list.

"H-How does that feel?" Alice asked unsurely.

"It feels..." Gray was clenching his chest, frowning seriously. "Like I'm on a roller coaster rolling down, and there is something tickling in my stomach...And I wanted to see her all the time."

"Aww, that's love, son!" Grandma cooed and ruffled his head. "Congrats! And good luck!"

"Good luck?" Alice and Gray asked in confuse.

"Well," Grandma giggled and pulled a seat beside Gray. "Naturally, when you're in love with someone, you'd want that someone to love you as well, right?"

Gray's face was boiling red and he nodded solemnly. "I have to make Vivaldi in love with me—Vivaldi...in love...with me...?" steams rose from his face as he was imagining how would it be if Vivaldi was in love with him.

Gray's Imagination

Gray was sleeping on her lap as Vivaldi was feeding him Skittles.

"My lovely bunny Gray...I love you so much...open your mouth, dearie~!" Vivaldi cooed, holding a Skittle between her fingers.

"Yes, my love..." Gray opened his mouth and she dropped the candy into his mouth.

Suddenly, Vivaldi said; "I'm going to feed this with my mouth, dearie~"

Vivaldi poured the Skittles into her mouth and then quickly bent down to kiss him—

"Oh my GOD! GRAY IS HAVING A NOSEBLEED!" Grandma Anne shrieked frantically as Gray's head fell on the dining table, blood flowing.

"Doctor! Doctor! AMBULANCE!" Alice frantically ran for the phone.

"Ooo! Ooo! EEP! EEEP!" And Einstein had always been frantic as he bounced around the unconscious, love-sick, nosebleeding boy.

Alice grimaced at this.

'Being in love...!? Sounds scary!' she thought in fear.

First, Happy Saturday and Happy Late Valentine.

Secondly, I'm so proud of this chapter, what do you think?

Lastly, pray in your heart this won't be my last update. Ask anything, I'll answer.