A/N: Hey everyone! Soo... I know it's been a while since I updated Daiki Aniki, which makes me all the more excited to publish this chapter. Thank you all for your very nice comments~

Chapter 7

Maybe three more pictures on this page. Then I need to go home and take more. But he's always moving around so they are going to be blurry ones. Too bad Photoshop doesn't fix that. Guess I'll just have to put more of me in there, though I would much rather have more of someone else.

"Ew. Kako is laughing to herself again. What's wrong with her?"

Maybe I can swap this picture with that one. Oh silly me. This angle captures his biceps so much clearer. I have much to learn.

"Please don't make me talk to her. She's grinning to herself again. I'm scared."

From the side of my vision, I caught sight of a bunch of girls (with way too much time on their hands) inching towards me. But I had more important things to do than to question their awkwardness; thus, continued snipping and gluing.

"Kako-chan?"

Now gel pens.

"Kako!"

Ribbons and hearts. Glitter would look nice too. Blue glitter. Blue.

"Hey you!"

Where are my scissors? I looked in my desk where they usually sat patiently and readily. But they weren't there.

"Where are my scissors?" I looked around to make sure it wasn't on the floor.

"Kako! I have your scissors."

I looked up to see this girl holding my scissors and I extended my hand to grab it back.

"What are you doing Kako-chan?"

"I'm making a scrapbook diary of Daiki."

"Isn't that your brother?"

I nodded as I planted a heart sticker next to my honey.

"Hey. Aren't you good friends with Kise?" another girl chimed in.

I shrugged. "Sure." Maybe I should put another heart sticker. I need to buy more since I used all of the big hearts on the previous page.

"Um Kako..."

These girls are really annoying. They should be busy working on the props and costumes for the play that's like in two days.

"Yo Kako."

A hand slammed onto my desk right above my notebook. I looked up at the rude being.

"What?" I stood up too. Haha. I'm taller-not a surprise since I share Daiki's genes.

"You're not helping out for the culture festival at all."

"I'm your understudy. What can you want me to do?"

"So basically you have nothing to do."

I applauded her sudden realization. Why else would I sign up for this position? I need time to work on my scrapbook of love.

"Yeah. So leave me alone." God.

"It's not fair that you're not doing anything," the nominated Juliet announced to the others who were occupied with the decorations and stage backgrounds.

Hands stopped moving and all eyes were looking at me.

"What do you want that I can give you?" I asked with dread. I can just tell they want something.

"Since you're so good friends with Kise, you should ask him to help out with our play. If he plays the Romeo, it'll attract a lot more people. If more people come, then there will be more donations. Don't forget, this year is special since we are doing this for a good cause."

"What's so good about Kise? He's not even in our class."

If Daiki played Romeo, I'd kill you to play Juliet.

"You're just trying to keep Kise to yourself."

Her hand was still atop my scrapbook and her fingers were threatening to walk on the blue glitter glue that was still waiting to dry.

"I'll ask him, I'll ask him," I said in defeat.

With a triumphant grunt, she removed herself from my property.

"Now leave the understudy alone."

Being boy hungry is okay, but these people don't have taste. Sure Kise is pretty tall with a pretty face, but other than that, I don't see what else is going for him. He's so slim and pale.

But my Daiki aniki on the other hand. Oh god, his godlike features and sexy smirk. Kise can't even try to achieve such greatness-not even if he maxed the stats of his copy skills.

Before I could dream on any further, it was time for lunch. I quickly grabbed a table in the cafeteria and in a heartbeat, the seat in front of me was taken.

"Kakocchi!"

"The sunshine is here. So what is your class doing for the culture fest?"

I stabbed at a fried potato before stuffing it into my mouth.

"Cosplay cafe."

I looked up at a grinning Kise. "But they didn't let me participate since they said it wouldn't be fair. Well to be honest, they didn't let Akachi participate either, he's pretty popular too."

"And my brother?" I questioned. Kise shook his head and I grinned this time. Of course.

"Well, if you don't have anything to do, you can come and support our class play. It's Romeo and Juliet," I threw out casually.

"I was planning to. You didn't have to tell me."

"Glad you offered yourself. My class nominated you as our Romeo." I flashed my notorious smile that never failed to swoon Kise.

He shook his head, but it was a shake that meant there was room for consideration.

"What role are you playing Kakocchi?"

"Juliet." What? I was telling the truth. I am playing Juliet-just the understudy part.

"Okay then. Only if you're the Juliet." Boy, he seemed excited. Better not ruin the surprise.

"Okay then Romeo." I winked at the girls who had their hawk eyes glued on Kise. The real Juliet caught my hint and whispered to her friends who squealed in unmasked excitement.

Job well done Kako. Juliet will get her Kise Romeo and I will remain the understudy.

But honestly, if I didn't have to finish my second installment of my love diary, I wouldn't really mind memorizing my lines. As repetitive as the story is, I love the forbidden love concept. Compared to this, my love for Daiki is completely normal.

On second thought, I might just read that script over.

"Goodbye Kise!" I yelled as he waved his hand and walked in the direction back home. "Stay safe and cover your face!" I heard a light chuckle from him before I closed the door and walked back into the kitchen where a special someone was waiting for me.

"The hell Kise doing at our house so late at night?"

Well, because of his tight schedule, he couldn't make it to rehearsal but said he still wanted to practice his lines. When I told him to memorize the lines himself, he said he could do it faster if he had a Juliet to practice with. Since I was going to read the script anyways, I thought it would be more entertaining to do some role play with my best friend. And indeed it was pretty fun to play Romeo's best friend, enemy, and lover with all of the wigs that Kise uses for his model shoots.

Thinking about it made me giggle as I happily hopped over and looped my hands around brother's arm.

"What? Jealous?" I smiled creepily.

"No. Just curious."

His attempt to squirm away from his eternal parasite was cute but futile.

"Daiki. You know you're the only one for me."

"Yeah yeah sure. But what were you two doing in your room. Like seriously Kako, you locked the door."

I smell jealous curiosity. Knowing how short tempered Dai-chan is, better tell him before he gets mad at Kako.

"If I tell you, you can't tell Kise okay?"

Aniki let out a forced grunt and I spilled the beans.

"You're cruel to play with a boy's heart like that."

I grinned. I didn't really hear what Daiki said but I always loved how he looks when he lectures me with that serious expression. He thinks he has this big brother authority over me-how cute, but delusional. Kako has her own mind.

Well, a mind of my own, I really have. But an intelligent mind, not so much I guess. Because if I was just a bit more intelligent, I would've heeded my dear brother's words. Who knew the consequences would come so quickly?

Okay, so partially it's my fault. I didn't tell Kise about the situation and he went to rehearsal yesterday with the real Juliet whom he thought was my understudy. So when he found out the truth today, our Blonde Romeo backed out. Now the entire class is in disarray and I am to blame.

I crossed my arms and put my head on the table to block out the bickering.

"I'm really really sorry! I deserve to die. I'm such a bad understudy. I'm a terrible Romeo. I'm awful. I'm so sorry!"

I didn't have to look up to know it was Sakurai again. That boy-God. I think that deep down, he's a perfectionist. Otherwise, there is no need for him to feel guilty and apologize for every little detail. He is a great Romeo for the visuals (you see, Kise attracts the girls, but this guy—I tell ya—is a force to be reckoned with) except for the fact that he would apologize each time he missed a word or stutter in fear of missing one in which he would apologize too.

My nap was awoken by an angry Juliet who threw the script near my feet. She was but a blur and I don't think she was directing anything towards me, but I listened anyway.

"I can't handle this anymore! I refuse to act with an understudy of the understudy! The play is going to be a joke! I quit being Juliet!"

A few more blurs went to chase her, but a few new people came for me. I was still groggy from the nap so when they started dressing me up, I was still struggling to understand the situation.

"Did she quit? Why'd she quit? I don't know the lines too well!" I looked frantically at the girl helping me slap on some powder.

"You'll be a great Juliet! Don't worry Kako-chan!"

"I haven't even rehearsed!" The script was shoved into my hands. I began storming through the pages.

It's not getting into my head omg. I don't want to make a fool of myself in front of Daiki! Kako think. How can I memorize this faster?

No duh. I'll just picture Daiki as my Romeo and the words would come naturally. And within 20 minutes, all my anxiety melted into a satisfied grin. With my Daiki visuals and Kise role play exercises, I would definitely nail it better than Sakurai can play Romeo. No worries.

"Kako! The scene just ended, the masquerade party scene is starting! You're up!" our class president director gave handed me a fully decorated face mask and I put it on.

"Oh Kako! You look so pretty!" she fawned and I rehearsed what was going to happen.

It should be easy. Just walk out, spot Romeo, dance with Romeo, whisper to Romeo, and reluctantly part with Romeo, only to reunite with Sakurai backstage and laugh it out. Easy.

I lifted my gown—my classmates really went all out for this gown (which wasn't even supposed to be worn by me in the beginning)—and walked onto the stage. And the moment I stepped out into the light, all eyes were on me. I looked out to the audience, searching the crowd, only to be blinded by the light shining on the stage. Staring straight into the light but unable to focus anymore, I took a few steps backwards and almost slipped if not for a firm hand grabbing onto my waist.

Again, I shook my head a little to get a clearer vision. My eyes were still amazingly unadjusted to the lighting. But luckily, I recognized Romeo's blue outfit. I smiled, silently proud of dear Sakurai for not apologizing for saving me from falling.

With a slight push, I was back on my two feet and accompanied Sakurai into a strangely romantic dance. I didn't dare look up, afraid that if we made eye contact, I would start laughing and cause him into another panic attack. So I simply leaned against him and matched his steps.

I would have never noticed that Sakurai had such a broad chest until this day. Nor would I ever had thought him even the slightest bit manly if not for this dance. And here I was teasing him that he needed to drink more milk. I really have to apologize for underestimating him this time. Or I could do it now, since he's lowering his head to whisper.

"You should apologize for looking too good," I whispered, half chuckling at my wit.

"And you really have to learn some respect when talking to your elder," a familiar voice replied.

"Seems like someone is really getting into the role of Romeo," I winked at the masked Romeo who had the most amazing pair of blue eyes. Sakurai really works blue contacts. "Any girl would fall for you if you look at them like that."

I was spun around, mentally laughing at how Sakurai must be blushing his face off behind his mask.

"And to think you didn't want to play Juliet because Kise quit?" Now he let out an all too familiar but muffled chuckle—thanks to the mask I couldn't hear too well.

I let out a laugh but caught myself in time to perform another spin. "Guess I can't thank Kise enough."

The music stopped playing and in the background, the class president was signaling to remove the mask. Time to breathe. Okay. No laughing when I see Sakurai. I swallowed, licked my lips, and practiced smiling one last time behind the mask. He reached for his too, and I mimicked his actions, removing it at the same time.

And boy, was Romeo unexpectedly shocked as I was.

A/N: I will try my best to update! I don't want to leave anyone hanging (haha, who am i kidding)