Ack! Sorry if the last chapter was bad...?

I aim to please so do let me know if it was bad, because I wasn't really sure about it. This story is going to conclude fairly soon as I know I can't get much more out of an AU especially with a not very complex plot. But I wasn't planning on making it too long, I mean we are on chapter 16 already. And this has been going on for almost three months. Wow, 3? Oh my gosh time goes sooo fast am I right? Apart from when your at school, obviously. A few of you got part of it that I think I made it veeeery obvious. But no ones got the second but yet.

Anyway, enjoy the chapter! :3

The small crowd of students inside the college were chatting quietly amongst themselves, all of them confused about why they had been called to the collage so spontaniously. A few people had some theories, but no one officially knew why they were there. The receptionists ignored them completely, their eyes glued to their monochrome computers and their expressions bored, and slightly sulky. Ayumi wasn't sure, however, assumed that they knew why they were being gathered as none of them made a comment or bothered to help. Gosh how she'd hate to be a recpetionist, even in a beautiful building like the one she was in now!

Ayumi was standing idilly next to Sakura, and most annoyingly for her, her cousin Haruka. She was looking at the other students, her face turned up in a ugly smirk, making Ayumi want to puke. In all honesty, she felt very sorry for Sakura being related to her. What a bore it must be at family meet ups!

"Hey, Shinozaki, are you alright?" asked Sakura, who had a decidedly anxious look on her face. Ayumi looked up and nodded with a small smile, but secretly she willed to go up to the lazy receptionists and ask them what was going on.

"Should I talk to the recpectionists?" wondered Ayumi out loud, not looking in any particular direction.

"Well, that would be quicker then just standing around here," replied Sakura, thinking that Ayumi was serious. "I'll go if you want..."

"Okay..."

Ayumi felt a buzz go off in her jacket pocket as she turned in the direction Sakura was walking in. Hesitating a little, she took her phone out and clicked on messages, quickly realising it was nothing but a text from Yoshiki, asking how long she would be. Hurriedly she told him about the situation and if it was much longer, he could leave without her, however the text she got back was defiant and if anything, a little rude. Just like Yoshiki himself, really!

Sakura was at the desk now, trying to get the attention of one of the recptionist, a ditzy blonde looking one, who was drinking from a large coffee cup.

"Excuse me, but is there a place we're meant to meet the course leaders?" Sakura questioned rather loudly, pointing to the others who were watching on. "About, uh, this meeting thing?"

"Oh," she replied, not battering an eyelash. "Umm, try the second floor waiting room on teh left. They'll be there probably..."

"Thank you very much," Sakura smiled, but inside she was cursing the woman. So she knew where they were meant to be all along, did they? Oh well, at least they were going somewhere.

"Everyone, second floor!" she shouted to the group, pointing in the direction of the nearest staircase.

"Oh yeah," said some one in the crowd. "That's were we went for the interviews right?"

"I think so. Come on!"

Everyone followed Sakura up the stairs, turning at the waiting rooms, before spotting the three interviewers they had seen on the day they had had their individual assesments. A few people were still talking, but they were quickly shushed by others as the trio of interviewers drew nearer to them.

"Hi everyone. Sorry for not really specifying on the letter, as this rarely happens," began the woman, Hoshi, with a gentle smile.

"You've got nothing to worry about, we've just got a few additional requirements and forms we need you to fill out to post back to us." explained the middle man, with a slight nod.

"It's just a small change in things for your illustration course, but it shouldn't make a huge impact on your placements or results or anything!" added the last man, looking relaxed.

"Okay, come and collect the forms, there, in the front desk just around the corner."

"Okay," chourused the crowd. "Thanks!"

Sakura and Ayumi fell into the current of the others, exchanging confused, and worried glances with each other. How odd, Ayumi thought, a grave look on her face, if they just wanted to let us know there was a change in requirements or whatever they've done, shouldn't they of just posted them, it would of been far more easier!

"What was that about?" she found herself asking Sakura, who simply shrugged in reply.

"It's probably just like he said. Nothing to worry about!" she said, optimisticly with a beam. She wasn't too sure herself, but it wasn't likely that something dramatic had happened, or something enough to make them lose a place.

"I wouldn't be too sure," butted in Haruka, looking a little concerned herself. "It must be important if we had to come here personally!"

"That's true," Ayumi agreed, staring at the floor. "I don't know..."

As soon as they had reciveed the forms, Ayumi left to find Yoshiki, who was presumibly in some music store, or maybe a video game shop. She eventually found him outside a chip shop, leaning against the wall, looking slightly bored. His sharp grey eyes lit up the second she came into view, though his body language stayed careless, just as always when he was around anyone.

"Sorry I kept you waiting," she apoligised, a little breathlessly. "I couldn't find you!"

"S'okay!" he replied grinning, tucking his arm into hers. "Anything particularly drastic happen whilst you were gone."

"Not really," she said, frowning a little. "We were just given these forms about...something or other. I don't know really!"

"Oh okay then. C'mon, you can read them in the train!"

She followed him through the short distance to the station, gripping the papers in her free hand, trying not to over think things. Ayumi didn't really want to read it and decided it would be better if she let her parents, or at least Hinoe read it first before she jumped to conclusions, which was what she did often, and was quite shamed of, especially in the last few days! They got there just in time, snagging the last two seats at the back on the carriage, their cheeks glowing from running quite quickly.

"So," Ayumi started up a conversation, trying to look cool and confident. "Did you see anything you liked in the shops?"

"Yeah!" he nodded, looking out of the window. "There were some epic guitars in the window display, mostly electric, and some great new horror movies in the DVD store. Saying that, you like horror movies, don't you?"

"Yes actually!" she replied, surprised he even knew that about her. He probably knew more about her then Mayu, or Satoshi! "I love anything horror, especially Manga and Video games."

"Personally i'm not to big on reading," Yoshiki said, even though he knew Manga was mostly pictures. He just thought that anything that displayed text - that wan't music, video games or social media, was boring and not worth his time, as well as anything remotely intellectual, most unlike Ayumi's choice in books.

"Oh. School's going to suck for you then!"

"What can I say?" laughed Yoshiki, half heartedly. "School's always sucked for me!"

It was true, Yoshiki had never enjoyed any form of education, from elementary to high school. He had gotten out of it as soon as it was legal, and would often bunk off the weeks leading to the time he was old enough to leave. There was nothing there for him there, just sheets of work he didn't understand, jeering other guys who were probably just like him, and of course, teachers who would always sigh and shake their heads at him whenever he did any work at all. Before Ayumi, there was no point in school

"Then why did you take the entrance exam for Kisaragi?" pointed out Ayumi, wondering why for herself. Yeah, she got that he wanted a better future, but there was no point doing something that he didn't enjoy, right?

"Oh Ayumi, isn't it obvious?" he said, looking at her with slightly sad eyes.

"No."

"Ugh... it's because your there! I thought I couldn't of made it anymore obvious to you! I've joined Kisaragi High because you're there, you knuckle head. And you say your smarter then me!"

"Oh..." was all she could muster, ducking her face behind her blue black hair in slight embarrassment. She could already feel her cheeks burning pink from his works. Did he really join Kisiragi just for her?

No he did it for the food

Sorry, short chapter. See ya wednesday hopefully.

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