Did Aki even have Mao’s old cell phone’s number in her phone still? She doubted it by the way Aki had reacted...perhaps she should have forced it into her hand! Ahh why did she always think of the right thing to do weeks after the time to do it had passed.

Her old cellphone was the one item Mao had kept in the lower drawer, she didn’t use it at all but in case anyone from her old life decided to call she had it there with her. Well actually the only people on it were Aki and her mom but she had received calls from people before, like Hiro. She usually didn’t answer those though. Who'd answer Hiro's calls?

The way Aki had left clutching onto Hiro like that had left Mao speechless and as Shun and her made their way back to the school they barely spoke.

Though it hadn't been the type of uncomfortable slightly odd silence that had been around them before that day. It was a much more comfortable silence that told her Shun knew she needed silence to think about how much her friend had changed. Mao shouldn't have really even cared much about it but she couldn't stop herself from doing so.

Shaking her head out of the thoughts far too deep in nature to think lighter things Mao looked now at Jun who was pulling her hair out as she worked on math. She giggled unconsciously at the sigh Jun let out of with the hot gush of air leaving her lips and a hand in her hair gripping on as if to hold onto some sanity. Jun looked up at her as she laughed and her legs hung over the small balcony type thing they had that separated the rooms. Mao couldn’t help but be happy that there was finally someone who was dumber than her in math.

“Baka,” She said straightforwardly smiling at Jun. Jun's throat caught as he saw it was one of the smiles that she rarely directed at people she thought of fondly...OH GOD he was learning her smiles. This was hopeless. Women were horrible horrible creatures...how on earth had this one managed to entrap him like this?

How was he supposed to retaliate to the harsh words that had left Mao's lips but with the sweetest look possible?

So Jun stuck out his tongue at Mao.

“As if you understand any of this stuff better than me.” He mocked her back and Mao nodded as if it was obvious that she would always understand it better than Jun.

“Of course I do!”

“That’s only cause you went over to the lounge last night to study with Shun-kun, your boyfriend.” Jun added the final part in a lower tone of voice as if to hide what he was saying from Mao. But Jun had forgotten something, not only was Mao a super gossip queen but the skill that had gotten her there was her exceptional hearing skills. Mao had definitely heard it. She swung her legs backward so she’d be able to go downstairs and confront Jun.

She headed down the stairs and stared at Jun and as she ended up standing in her classic defiant pose in front of him…Jun lost his breath again.

He’d actually wanted to ask Erika-chan, who he’d gotten quite close to in the first week of school, if this was the effect Mao had on everyone or was it just him who reacted to her like this? With this stupid loss of breath that left him crippled.

Then he realized he didn’t want to know the answer if it was the latter and thus just ignored the question all together. Some things are best left unsaid. At least for now.

He was quite sure that the type of girl that Mao was would sell his secrets without even thinking twice about how it would hurt him. Thus, she was obviously an inconsiderable candidate for his heart.

Not that she wanted to be one either he'd unconsciously made her one but the type of imperfection she was didn't deserve him....not one bit!

But she didn't want to deserve him either he couldn't help but think as he looked on at her. He was thinking all these things pointlessly...he'd probably never even see Mao again once he left Tokyo next year. She was only one of the little people in the end no matter how much she tried to prove otherwise...who would help her get up to where Jun was right now?

No one was that nice to boost her up so generously to the social standing where he was at the moment by default. Which further proved that she didn't deserve him. She was no where near him...and they didn't make sense.

He looked at her angry look again and realized she didn't want them to make sense. Ahhh he was doing the pointless thoughts again. He tried to gulp them out of his head. The shaking didn't really seem to be working.

“What did you say Jun-chan?” She said staring him down even from her short stature as if to make sure he wouldn’t stand up against anything she would say.

He couldn’t help but note how well that did work. A goofy grin almost surfaced on his face before he caught himself.

Mao looked at him oddly as his face contorted to stop the goofy grin from rising to the surface of his face and he stood up to show his own height off. Mao, for the first time, realized that Jun had maybe a good 5 inches on her and was slightly intimidated by the sheer height of the 'woman' in front of her.

“I said you went to go get help in the lounge from Shun-kun, who is your boyfriend.” He said in a low voice not realizing that he was talking like a man again. He didn’t realize that he was also letting in hints of anger, disappointment, and distaste in his voice. He also didn't realize that his face was really moving far too close to Mao's for her own liking.

Mao shrugged easily and moved away from him just as their noses were about to touch.

“Sureee...but is there any need for your voice to drop like five tones?” She said mockingly muttering in a low voice and Jun shrieked what might have been the highest note possible on the treble clef.

“Oh god you so love him its obvious Mao.” He squealed again as a defense mechanism he'd developed anytime anyone even referred to anything that might make him seem remotely manly. Waving his hand in a girly fashion and putting it in front of Mao’s face was another defense mechanism he'd developed...one he was using right now. Girls were kind of smart when it came to body movements, they were much more in tune with their hands and legs. He learnt that with Erika’s ducking under desks everywhere anytime a guy came remotely close to her, like in Gym when they came to congratulate her she’d first tried to run away to him but he’d run away himself…those boys scared him.

They were just as erted as he was. He felt bad for Erika...and couldn't help but crack a small smile as he imagined the look on her face if she ever found out that he himself was one of those men she was constantly running away from.

“Don’t call me that.” Mao replied angrily whacking his hand out of her face.

“Maoooooo OH MAOOOO! MAO MAO MAO MAO.” Jun yelled in the highest voice possible. Shoving his face in her face again instead. This was his attack mechanism. For a moment he saw Mao's eyes suddenly glint with knowledge of something...perhaps she'd finally started doubting that he was actually a woman. As he stared at her with a surprising amount of confidence for a girl in ducky pajamas Jun felt his breath return back to him. He wanted to laugh at Mao tell her that she had no such hold over him. But she didn’t even know…she was so blatantly dumb. She was just as horrible as he was in math. He was quite sure that if he was rooming with Megumi instead he’d have become some sort of slave already and if he was rooming with Maki he might have been kicked out of school already.

“Now you are going to make our neighbors think wrong things Jun-chan.” She said laughing at him clapping a hand over and doing the lamest thing of all, slapping her hands on her thighs. Though Jun didn’t really care much as he realized what he’d sounded like and he turned beet red on his cheeks and turned around shying away from Mao who was still laughing at him as he imagined the context in what he'd said it.

He was a teenage boy after all, and it couldn't be helped. He hit his head trying to shake the thought out but it wouldn't budge.

Mao continuously giggled as she saw Jun hit 'her' head in such a destructive way, Mao was almost shocked that 'her' head could take such force. Mao had actually sort of adjusted to Jun. She wasn’t as mean to Jun as she used to be a week ago because she realized that she would have to spend a year with 'her' as a roommate. She didn’t want to admit it but she was even finding Jun worming her way into their private ‘group’.

She didn’t want to admit this either, but she found that she didn’t mind it that much. She had in the beginning but Mao had trouble getting used to everything.

After all, she’d kicked Teppei out of their group in the first three days.

Jun had actually managed to hold out a whole week! It was rather annoying how not annoying Jun was.

“So do you love him Mao?” Jun asked her in a girly manner turning around making a full recovery but as he stared at Mao in her black lacy tanktop and black boy shorts he wished he hadn't gone back into the battlefield so quickly after recovering.

He also realized that he was afraid of the answer to his question…or how she might reply to it. She might sock him and give him a black eye, he wouldn't doubt it, or she might actually answer and get all emo on him like he'd seen in TV dramas.

One would hurt but he’d know how to reply and react even though he’d try to hold back his reaction of punching her back. He’d never really cared about the whole rule that other guys had about not punching girls. Aya had taught him that girls didn’t get hurt as badly as they made you think.

The other option probably wouldn’t hurt as much as the other one but it would be far too awkward. He had no idea how to deal with the emo one and that might end up canceling out whatever progress he'd made with Mao thus far as a friend.

He hoped to god it was the first one.

Mao shrugged, she obviously didn't have any knowledge of the mutiple dilemmas that Jun went through every day when it concerned her. “I don’t love Shun-kun as anything other than a friend. The truth is I used to…a lot. Like crazy amounts really. But, when I came to Eitoku he ignored me completely at first... when I was getting bullied and stuff? You know...for being 'poor'. Which I'm not really...middle class isn't poor...it's just penny pinching. He ran away when I waved even. It was quite pathetic…I know you can’t imagine it right?” She said looking at Jun’s shocked face before Mao continued on. “That was when I realized there was no point to liking him. It took me a long time to get used to this new life where I didn’t like Shun though. I have a lot of fond memories with him...playing husband and wife when we were 5 years old is my favourite memory of us and I remember trying to get used to not drooling after his gorgeous body after kendo practice, especially after he started going out Maki. Which was instant so it obviously didn't take him long to get over her. Or not laughing at his nostrils flaring, which I still kind of give into quite often but now I don't like him so it's okay. Ohh and of course not making fun of his red face whenever I come in wearing something extremely hot… cause now that's just awkward...but I did stop liking him around the middle of last year. I knew for sure my love for him, not as a friend, had ended when he confessed to me oddly enough.” Mao said looking at Jun directly in the face.

Jun’s eyes popped open. Shun had confessed to her? Mao had indeed loved him?

So how was it that Maki had ended up in the place that Mao was supposed to be occupying? Why was Mao alone and Maki not? Why had Shun changed his mind...did that justify his feelings more by the pain he'd been caused or make them more flighty because then they weren't significant at all?

Had Mao even accepted to his feelings? She'd never even told her the answer to that one.

Jun realized that he really was starting to think like far too much like a girl. So he added in a manly thought inside his head to make himself feel less like a chick with a .

“Did he get any?” Of course by accident he said this out loud and Mao looked at him like he was a freak. Jun couldn't help but laugh nervously.

“What the-? Jun-chan I will never understand you. No he didn’t get any. I’m still a and I will never ever have ...or at least until Toma-kun asks me to.” Mao said and Jun was quite sure that if he had water in his mouth he would have spat it out…sprayed it all over the room, possibly even on Mao!

“You and Toma are officially an item now?” He asked in a breathless voice, yes he realized he’d lost his breath again but now it was out of not awe of the power in her stare but some sort of desperation.

“We should be soon. Yama-chan told me he’s taking me out Saturday night.” She said a fond smile rising on her face as she relayed the information to him.

“THAT’S TOMORROW NIGHT!” Jun yelled shocked and Mao looked at him grinning sheepishly and nodding eagerly.

“I know. I can’t wait. You should come help me pick out a dress!” She said jumping onto Jun’s bed and leaning against the wall and Jun settled down beside her on the bed and relaxing his head, pointing his throat upwards before he remembered that he had an adam's apple he should be hiding and hid it immediately with his curly extensions.

He pretended to look shy and be flustered when really he didn’t care much at all about the date. He gasped as was righteously done and tried even grabbing Mao's shoulders and shaking them in a manner that showed that this was just 'unbelievable!'.

“Oh Mao-chan! Are you sure? Cause I’m just like a girl…you know not that great style and stuff and liekitsdoesn’tmaketoomuschsense.” He had mastered the nervous girly style of talking and mocked it in his head ridiculously while he often said it.

Which made him look quite odd to the recipient of the nervous talk because he often looked like a pompous arrogant man in drag while saying it.

Which right now he kind of realized he was.

“No you should come Jun. I admit now that I may have been wrong about you...your sense of style...your still horribly annoying of course okay? Remember that. BUT HANDS OFF TOMA! Got it? No seriously. And like bring all your clothes. You should totally hang out with me more often anyways, if you hang out too much with Erika you’ll eventually be incapable of ever dating a guy.” Mao said ily and Jun grinned widely! Great that was just what he needed anyways. It wasn’t like he wanted to date any guy.

ERIKA FOREVER!! The girl who did deserve to become his future wife.

But again...she didn't want him. Ahhh he hated being in this position surrounded by all these girls...whom he hated very dearly because of their horrible decision making skills but also loved due to the fact he was a hormonal teenage boy and was kind of actually becoming friends with them.

“Sure Mao-chan!” Jun said putting his fist up in the air and pulling it down and Mao laughed remembering that Aki had often done the same move when they’d passed with good marks on tests. Mao glanced at Jun’s smiling face and nodded as if confirming a thought of some sort. Maybe just maybe, she thought, Jun could replace Aki. Of course only if the actual girl wanted nothing to do with Mao. Which was the way, it was looking at the moment.

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Maki looked at her watch anxiously , as Shun was late to meet her in the lounge. Today was supposed to be their first date after coming back from the summer holidays and he'd told her he'd had something special planned.

THEN WHY THE WAS HE LATE?! Maki immediately clapped a hand over even though it was in her thoughts where she said this. She wasn't supposed to swear she reminded herself calmly. She was the all knowing wise lady type of girl...lady types didn't swear.

“Baka,” She muttered as she flopped onto the couch. That was the most she'd allow to exit her lips as a curse in this situation.

She was surprised at her lack of wanting to go on the date. It wasn't the late thing that was putting her off either. She'd found herself put off even before when she was getting dressed. It was quite odd. She was usually all into it, much like Mao would be tomorrow evening she remembered. Maki herself would usually go crazy and ask for the help of all her friends.

Obviously she hadn’t done any of that today as her friends weren't behind her grinning like proud mothers but she still looked hideously perfect. Her hair sophisticatedly fell across her face and her bangs hid one of her eyes in that perfect teardrop way that Sienna Miller always achieved effortlessly on a day-to-day basis.

“Oi! I need to talk to you.” She heard someone say behind her and turned around impatiently finally Shun had decided that he would come. She couldn't wait to hear his excuse. Waiting for him had caused her to be far too bored and there wasn't even a missed phone call from him on her cell which showed that he wasn't bothered at all about being late and making her wait. She took her time turning around as she started speaking.

“Where have you been you stupid stupid oh,” She stopped suddenly realizing who it was in front of her. She opened her eyes wider looking closer at him. He looked quite a bit look like Shun, she thought in an uncensored manner.

Immediately she blocked that thought out and replaced it with another one. She definitely needed to go buy glasses if she was mistaking Yamapi as Shun. They weren’t anything alike were they? She tried to convince herself.

Actually their hair styles were practically the same, and so was their height…well Shun might be a bit taller, but other than that there were no similarities between them were there?

“What are you doing here?” She asked eventually when she noticed his discomfort as she stared at him quietly. She averted her eyes from him choosing to look at her fingers, Yes so much more interesting. She analyzed her french manicure and realized it was time to book another appointment at Mingle again her salon and get another manicure.

It was chipped. She glared down at it, how it tarnished her image. Suddenly she remembered a beat and found her fingers tapping along to it on the leather couch.

“Please don’t stop the music,” She muttered under her breath remembering the erratic dance movements she’d made against the body of the boy in front of her just a week ago. They hadn’t really talked much about anything they’d done that night, she wondered if it was better left that way. He'd held her hand after when they'd all met up after the first day of school but really that had been all.

And as she looked at him now she knew that he wasn't really planning on doing that again as he glared at her.

They hadn’t fought in a long time much like she predicted they might...the formula had told her so! She was good at math so she'd tried to think of a formula for this.

Yamapi + Megumi= Happiness

Maki + Yamapi= Disagreement on feelings.

Disagreement=Unhappiness?

Unhappiness= Fighting to be happy

Therefore they were supposed to fight but that hadn’t really happened. So maybe …unhappiness=silence? That just didn’t seem to fit as well into their situation though so she didn’t agree with that therefore statement! It was preposterous. She hoped they would fight...right here right now.

She kind of almost even hoped for one of those passionate kisses that happened in between fights in shojo mangas. Where the heroine grabbed onto the guy's collar an pulled him closer, where she made the first move and proved herself and-

Stop it Maki! That's as bad as cheating on Shun! You aren't supposed to think about things like this while you're still with him! Her superego reminded her interrupting her fantasy.

“Waiting for a date with Shun?” He asked her suddenly out of the blue.

She raised her eyes from her tarnished manicure but looked on at the spot behind him so that she wouldn't have to look at that horrible gaze he held in his eyes whenever he was near her. It was mean...and she hated it but she couldn't tell him to think of her more fondly...that it would make her happy. That was wrong for a girl who was in a relationship with someone else.

Why was it that this gaze of his had this horrible effect on her? Usually if someone hated her she hated them back...she didn't want them to want her instead! That was exactly why she avoided his eyes which had the same effect on her.

She remembered suddenly the flush she'd felt as she'd turned around a week ago and caressed his body and she remembered looking up at him for just a moment. She definetely couldn't forget the hungry gaze he’d had a week back when she’d first admitted she liked him.

She tried now to talk herself out of the fact she'd even admitted that to the silent boy in front of her. It didn’t make any sense right? After all the only reason she probably said that was because she was pissed at Megumi finally having gotten a boyfriend who was good for her!

That didn’t make any sense either. She’d always wanted a good guy for Megumi who wouldn’t use her for her 'easy' qualities.

What was happening to herrr? She wanted to shriek loudly. She had always made sense. It was supposed to be her brain that had the clear logical way of thinking that always guided them in the right direction but whenever Yamapi was around she acted as impulsively as Toma! Something that Toma was probably used to and accepted about himself but Maki herself wasn’t used to being irrational and not in control of her thoughts, emotions and actions so this wasn’t something she liked.

Her old rational self would have said this would mean she didn’t like Yamapi because he caused her to be irrational but nooo her irrational behavior recently had made her heart start to thump wildly, as it was right now, any time she was in front of Yamapi which obviously disproved the conclusion that she would not like him if she didn’t like how she acted around him.

She realized that he actually was waiting for an answer to his question. “Oh yeah,” She said. She would have said it much sooner if she acted like her rational logical self in front of him rather than a total ditz who spaced out far too much. How long had it been? She glanced back at the clock and saw about five minutes had passed since he'd asked the question. She chanced a look at his body as she shifted her eyes from the clock back to the wall right beside him. She realized that he was really into wife beaters. Whenever she saw him he was wearing them.

Then again, he looked really nice in them and as her gaze moved up onto his lips, daringly she thought unwillingly that they seemed to look so soft and plush. She didn't remember having thoughts like this about Shun...it was almost as if she was a ert.

AHHHH SHE WAS A ERT STARING AT A GUYS LIPS!!! NO she couldn't be a ert they were a horrible type of person! However on the outside she just kept on staring at his lips as he opened them to speak and they looked as if they puckered up every time he said an O… she imagined Yamapi puckering up suddenly to her and then realized again that he was actually talking to her and not just randomly opening his mouth and making sounds.

“Oh sorry, could you repeat that?” She said suddenly and she saw a frustrated sigh leave Yamapi’s lips. No no more staring at his lips ert Maki-chan! She chastised herself...plus he kind of looked annoyed so she might as well pay attention to what he was saying.

“Fine…I just wanted to tell you that your boyfriend’s not showing up. Shun told me to tell you he had something important to do like go talk to his stepsister or something.” Yamapi said and for once Maki didn’t get distracted by his lips as they made the 'O' sound.

Her eyes didn't really narrow dangerously or glare at him...the messenger of bad news. They just stared at him shocked. She felt a hint of tears forming her eyes so she shut her eyelids and quietly muttered an unbelievable under her breath.

Something special? He'd ditched their something special to talk to a girl he'd once told her he hated with a white fury? Sure she hadn't been looking forward to this but couldn't he have at least called her to tell he wasn't coming...couldn't he have not had this man of all people come here and tell her this. Shun was so cruel...so...goddamn cruel! She felt a tiny tear roll out and immediately wiped it away so that it's existence was never known to Yamapi.

“Nani?” She said louder now unable to keep the pain out of her voice and Yamapi sighed again but this time the way the gush of air exited his succulent lips didn’t at all entrance Maki. In fact it rather pissed her off as she remember Shun sighing as he was tired last year after the run they'd done against the boys to prove that girls were better.

She remembered him falling onto her shoulder shocking her...but then she remembered him lying there in her lap, sighing and muttering about how comfortable she was.

“Am I going to have to repeat this another time?” Yamapi said lazily opening his mouth but Maki didn't want to hear it.

“Don’t. I heard you well enough the first time Yamapi.” She said her eyes shooting up from their view on the floor to look him directly in the eyes for once in their conversation. She would not be caught in such a vulnerable position! She couldn't allow that. So she stared at him with such ferocity that even he looked a little taken aback.

He immediately dismissed it though as a fluke of her personality and continued on with his usual behavior with her.

“I told you. You aren’t allowed to call me that!” He yelled at her in an annoyed voice. Maki immediately decided to turn her wrath on Shun on him instead. After all he was the cause of the confusion she felt right now. IT WAS ALL HIS FAULT! It was his fault that right now she was alone in this room with him...and she was shocked to find that she didn't want to be. Not in this situation at least.

“OH…welll I’m so sorryyy.” She said sarcastically dragging out the last syllable of the word. “I called you by your name! How much you’ve been disrespected. Poor Yamaa Tomohisa. If I met you in England I would have been allowed to call you by your name the very first few seconds I met you. So YAMAPI…go on something cause…I just wanted to say that cause I’m pissed off as hell.” She said spitefully grabbing the bag that was flopped on the couch, their date bag with the traditional packet of cookies and a big full bottle of orange juice that would always come back half finished. She tossed it over her shoulder not bothering to look at it any longer and started towards the end of the lounge room that would lead her back to the girl’s side of the dorm so she could to Erika.

Sure she'd sweared a little this time...but she realized this situation warranted it.

“Mind you, I don’t think you should be too angry.” He said suddenly to her as she was about to pass by him and she stopped and glanced at him seriously as if he was joking with her. What was this a really lame form of some type of conversation? However much she wanted to fight with him she really didn't want to do it right now.

“Why’s that Yamapi-chan?” She said unable to stop herself from saying the words and Yamapi’s eyes frowned in confusion even if his lips didn’t copy the movement.

“Well…you don’t seem to be looking forward to the date really.” He said after a moments pause. He'd obviously contemplated whether to with Maki and her current mental disposition...which was rather rash.

“How the fu-I mean heck would you know? Just because I dumbly confessed something, I didn’t even mean it by the way, really doesn’t mean I wasn’t looking forward to a date with my boyfriend. You know nothing Yamapi. You shouldn’t try to understand me because someone with as little brain power as you should stick to body building! Got it bird brain?” She said pointedly looking at his arm muscles now in disgust as compared to the awe she usually viewed them with.

He shocked her by contradicting her statement easily and calmly not pushing his words upon her roughly. “You aren’t wearing any makeup, you haven’t worn any nice clothes, and there is a lack of jewelry on your body. You even look like you had a good nights rest and weren’t anticipating this day too much. That is how I came to that conclusion not because of your embarrassingly pathetic confession to me, I don't even remember half of it but I doubt it was that important now that I think about it. So there's no loss there. I knew all of this because of observations I made on your body language.” He said factually and Maki blushed...great he'd somehow managed to make her look like the bad one again.

As she stood there for a second staring at him as he stared her down. Embarrassingly pathetic? She hadn’t had that bad a confession had she? The knot in that had always been present increased in size and she decided to leave his perplexing presence. The tears that had been forming since he'd told her of Shun's lack of consideration now increased in size and she found it much harder to hold them back now.

“Yo, I still need to talk to you,” He told her and Maki shook her head.

“Oh no Yamapi. I'm not interested in anything you have left to say. Don't you think you've said enough? Done your job of being the horrible mocking messenger? I'd like to go cry now, I mean change now." She cursed the freudian slip that left . "Good bye Yamapi,” She said quickly racing off towards the exit before stopping at the door frame and turning around to see him disappearing on the other side. No she couldn't walk out like this...weak, frail, horribly unattractive. She had to do something. She had to make sure that she confused him now too...just as much as he'd managed to make her confused.

Shun didn't want her anyways...so what was the point in censoring her words, her actions, and most of all her feelings?

"YAMAPI!" She yelled out unable to stop herself and she watched him turn around and look at her curiously for once there was no hate in his eyes she saw as he'd realized that she was truly hurt that her boyfriend had stood her up tonight.

"JUST REMEMBER THIS AS YOU HUG MEGUMI TONIGHT...REMEMBER...I WASN'T THE ONLY ONE DANCING THAT NIGHT...IT WAS EMBARRASSINGLY PATHETIC HOW EASILY YOU GAVE INTO ME." And with that she raced off away from him glad she had the last words but as she finally closed the door on her bedroom she saw that no one was inside she climbed to the top where she usually rested as Erika had the lower bunk. She flopped on her bed like any other heartbroken teenage girl might.

“How dare he?" She said not exactly sure if she was addressing Shun or Yamapi...but today both those s had hurt her enough she realized as she started sobbing facing the wall of her room in case Erika came in without warning.

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A/N: Holy crap. I'm not exactly sure how long this chapter is cause I like kind of rewrote it as I put it on post. It's quite a bit different from what I'd originally written and I hope it's better. The other one seemed more like an outline compared to this now.

As always thank you so much to my previous commenters who tell me everything I've done right, everything I've done wrong etc etc...I LOVE YOU GUYS! AX, Zing, xxing, Hipployta, deppfan, Ichigokut3, makitear-chan, and last but not least GL!!!

*super glomps to all* and of course sorry about my incredibly long replies.

Hope you guys will comment again and let me know how I did and even if you just randomly want to talk about life I like doing that to...reason I got a livejournal (albeit one I never use)

Without further ado....THE ACTORS CONFERENCE!

Mao: Ehhh I was really weird in this chapter I didn't like it at all!

Jun: It was because you were with me wasn't it ? *sad face*

Mao: *thinks seriously* Yeah...yeah it really was.

Jun: *didn't really think she'd reply like that* EAHHH You know what I really should marry Erika over you. YOU KNOW WHAT I WILL MARRY ERIKA.

Mao: Coooooolll! Erika!!! Erika-chan! *runs to Erika who's just getting out of the changeroom.

Jun: *didn't realize she would do this...was just joking about marrying Erika and now looks afraid*

Erika: Ehhh what Mao? It took me long enough to get out of costume even though I made no appearance at all in this chapter .

Mao: Can I be a bridesmaid? Noooo nooo better than that. Can I be a maid of honor...ooo someone with honor. *dreams*

Erika: *starts dreaming too but rather her with Kame* Yeah yeah sure...as long as its with that boy beside me I'm fine with anything.

Mao: Ehh I really have no idea how you can stand him.

Erika: It's really quite easy when you don't have to talk much and just look at each other...and that's just all...thats necessary cause all the talking is done through the eyes. *still dreaming*

Mao:*little shocked but doesn't really care*...I really didn't think Jun was that deep a person.

*CRASHING OF DREAM*

Erika: WHATTTTTT? *accusatory glare at Jun*

Jun: Hehee...Hi...Eri-blehhh stop choking me..stop shoking me! *can't breathe so can't say choking right*

Erika: WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING TELLING EVERYONE YOUR GOING TO MARRY ME! WHAT WILL KAME-SAMA THINK!

Haruka: No idea.

Erika: *shrieks at sudden interference by different voice* GHOST! Oh no...just Haruka...neh Haruka-chan why haven't you come back in the story again...and we never really had lunch did we.

Haruka: Hehe...no we didn't. I've been busy really. I have this whole winter drama coming up right. I'm a history otaku so I've been spending time in the library.

Erika: Ahh soka. I'm with PAPPA this season.

Yamapi: *turns around angry* Yeah he told me all about how you had your hands all over him in shooting...keep that to yourself neh Erika? And you aren't allowed to call him pappa

Toma: ehhh Erika did that? How come pappa didn't tell me?

Erika: Why can't I call him Pappa?!*has conveniently forgotten Jun who is quite angry by this pappa issue as well with Erika but is going to slink away cause he doesn't want to be choked*

Yamapi: Cause Pappa loves me more. Remember there was this whole scene where he just ignored you and just concentrated on hugging me?

Toma:...

Yamapi: Oh sorry did I hurt your feelings? *evil grin*

Toma:...

Jin: You know when 4Tops broke up...Pappa was with him not with you.

Yamapi: I know...so was Mamma...and Bro.

Jin: Bro is me right? Cause I remember being with him but I don't remember seeing Ryo around. I remember he called him or something and laughed and then hung up.

Ryo: I AM NOT THAT MEAN! Plus that wasn't me.

Jin: Who was it?

Ryo: *super grin* I'm not telling...Johnny-san will get mad at me.

Jin: PET PET TEACHER'S PET!

Ryo: EHHH you're more of a pet than I am!

Jin: You're so rude...to everyone! Toma, Ueda...am I next now? You only target your competition don't you?

Ryo: *evil grin*

Jin: gahhhh!

Jun: gahhhh

Jin: What the hell was that?

Mao: *interrupting* That was his..I hate math sound...but apparently he's applying it for something else.

Jin: Ahh soka....*enlightenment*

Toma: *suddenly starts crying*

Mao: Ehhh what happened?

Jin: It's called a delayed reaction happens a lot with poor Toma.

Mao: Ahh soka *enlightenment*

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Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter...sorry it's kind of late I suppose but I thought I might as well update even though it's like two hours late. Sorry!

Lillith