A/N: It might be not much, but thank you for the 280+ reads~! *U* *glomps everyone*
And since I'm not sure on how POV's are to go on this story, I'm doing Kise's for this chapter. Please tell me if you like it better or not! Or should I go with whatever-suits-the-author's-mood POV? (LOL)

I dedicate this to one of the first people who took notice of this story. ;u;

>u<b Anyway. Enjoooy~ :DDD (I hope. XD) (It's still unedited though. XD)

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Kise Ryouta

I smirked mischievously the moment the school bell rang, meaning classes were dismissed and club activities were to start. I bolted up from my seat with my bag slinging over my shoulder then went straight outside, not letting anyone have a word with me. A few people looked my way with curious eyes but I paid them no mind. I ran stealthily out of the school premises, careful not to have an unnecessary run-in with one of my teammates. After reaching a few meters away from the school, I hid behind a thick tree to rest and catch my breath.

Man, I feel like I was a secret agent. James Bond, perhaps. I mean, we both have good looks and athletic skills.

Kasamatsu-sempai would surely kick my butt if he heard that.

Aaanyway. I put on my dark shades to cover my eyes, my brown checkered fedora hat to cover my noticeable blonde hair, and a blue checkered scarf to hide at least the bottom part of my face. And that's a part of Disguise 101: The Awesome Kise Ryouta's Way!

I don't usually wear disguises but when I do, it means I really need it. I simply can't afford being sidetracked by my fans or anyone else right now, considering that I'm sneaking out of school and skipping basketball practice and my photo shoot.

As I went on my way to the bus stop, people kept giving me weird looks - maybe because of the shades, because, well, it's not exactly the time of the day when you wear shades. Who cares, anyway? It's stylish and branded! It was given to me as a token of gratitude for a photo shoot I successfully finished! Some looked at me curiously, probably wondering if I'm some kind of celebrity who needs his privacy (which is true, in a way). Either way, I'm still... attention-catching.

Which is normal.

Another bullying attempt from imaginary Kasamatsu-sempai!

Not long after, I reached the bus stop where a few others waited. There were three girls wearing blue sailor uniforms from the same school, a couple (who looked like they were in a middle of a lover's quarrel since the girl acted as if the guy wasn't there while the guy stared awkwardly at her) who were both wearing purple uniforms, a middle-aged woman carrying a paper bag filled with groceries, and a brown-haired female Kaijou student ...staring at me.

Crap.

She was about to say "Ki" when I placed my pointing finger to my lips and gave her a pleading smile. It took her about three seconds to realize what I was trying to tell her. She made a sheepish grin and tried her best to look away but I could still sense her staring at me even if I was watching the bus get closer to the stop each second.

"Kyaaa~! That guy looks cool, doesn't he?!" one of the girls told her friends... about me.

"I know! He reminds me of someone though..." one of her friends replied.

"Ah! That model who mainly models for Zunon Boy?!" the other remembered

Whoopsies. I took a few steps away from the girls. Just arrive already, you stupid bus! My identity might get uncovered!

And just my luck. The stop light went on, letting lots of pedestrians cross the road.

"...Kise Ryouta?"

Goodness gracious. I took a few steps forward, getting to the edge of the waiting shed and anticipating the bus' arrival. The green light went on. Yes! Just a few more meters... come on...

"Kyaaa~! You're right!"

I could sense five pairs of eyes watching me - the three girls, my schoolmate, and the middle-aged woman. Being a model, I'm used to attention. But that doesn't mean I like it all of the time. Sometimes I hate it, and sometimes I'm perfectly fine with it. And right now, I don't like it. My fame tends to be bothersome a lot of times... but I love my fans. It's overwhelming when they show their admiration for me.

Man. Sentimental much? That was so gay. Forget about it.

The bus arrived. I was the first to get in it; the couple from another school went next. The others seemed to be waiting for another bus. But before the doors closed, I heard the three girls' realization:

"Wait, he IS Kise Ryouta!" All three of them gasped then looked into my direction through the plastic glass door of the bus. I shot them a friendly smile before they disappeared from my sight as the bus went on its way.

After a few short minutes, I arrived to my destination. I already took off my disguise exempting my scarf. I just think it looks kinda cool. . . or the anime my older sister was watching was rubbing on me since there's a dark-haired male character who always wears a scarf. No one approached me while I was in the bus - either they didn't know who I am or they didn't think of approaching me. It worked in my favor anyway.

The familiar scene of high school students wearing black uniforms leaving their school's premises welcomed my sight upon getting off the bus. It took some girls only a few seconds realize that it was me. What happened next? I was swarmed by my fangirls~! Some asked for autographs as others asked for pictures with me. I entertained everyone cheerfully with a smiling face.

"Thank you, Kise-kun!"

"Kyaaaa~! Till next time!"

"Bye-bye Kise-kun~!"

I waved to them before I went on my way to my real destination: this school's basketball court. I asked some girls for directions, leaving them starstruck when I followed what they said. (I'm not full of myself! I'm just stating the truth!) I soon found the gym, seeing the school's basketball team in the middle of their vigorous training led by their brown-haired female coach.

A certain male with sky-blue hair instantly caught my attention as he made one of his amazing passes that got me to acknowledge him years ago to one of his second-rate freshman teammate. How nostalgic.

And yep, you guessed right. I skipped basketball practice and my photo shoot today to visit Kurokocchi!

I simply felt like it. Teehee.

"Let's have a fifteen-minute break! Good job everyone!" their coach announced. Aida Riko, was it?

Everyone released relieved sighs then panted heavily, walking towards their bags placed on the benches to quench their thirst. My vibrant yellow eyes were completely glued to our former Phantom Sixth. When he finished off the water from his bottle, I saw my chance to approach him.

I cheerfully ran towards him with an excited grin of my face, exclaiming, "Kurokocch---!!!"

"Kuro-taaan!!!" shouted a familiar female voice, cutting me off. I suddenly stopped on my tracks when a familiar girl wearing Kaijou's gray uniform ran past me then practically jumped towards him, her long snowy white hair flowing behind her as she gave him an energetic glomp.

Mashiro Yuki? What's she doing here?

"Shiro-chan?!" Kurokocchi let out a surprised reaction. Mashiro-chan got down from his back then grinned ear-to-ear. A girl with long jet black locks wearing Seirin's female uniform trailed behind Mashiro-chan.

Wait, they know each other?! And... Kuro-tan and Shiro-chan?!

"Kise-kun?" Kurokocchi finally sensed my awesome presence as he shot me a questioning look, tilting his head. Mashiro-chan and the other girl also turned around to look at me. And that's when I discovered Mashiro-chan's real eye color: a lively shade of purple. She stared at me with those questioning wide purple eyes.

So much for my flashy entrance.

"Yo, Kurokocchi!" I greeted coolly, saluting upwards with my two right fingers as I walked towards them. I also winked flirtatiously at the two girls to acknowledge their presence. Mashiro-chan beamed at me then slightly waved her hand. Her response was too calm, compared to a typical girl. The other girl's chocolate brown eyes were locked on my former teammate to notice. She doesn't have any interest in me. In others words, the two seemed immune to my charms. How was that possible?!

"What are you doing here, Kise-kun?" he asked me. Too cold! He also looked at Mashiro-chan. "You too, Shiro-chan?"

"You're too cold, Kuro-tan!" whined former Lolita-chan then pouted, vocalizing my thoughts. The other girl remained silent, smiling a little at Mashiro-chan's cute gesture.

I grinned then placed my arm around Kurokocchi's neck, pulling him closer to me. We're best of friends, anyway! "Mashiro-chan's right, Kurokocchi! Be more hospitable to your guests! We've come a long way, you know?" I looked at Mashiro-chan with a look of agreement. Her round lilac eyes were sparkling like the way they did when the first time I saw her. What's with her delayed starstruck reaction? She seemed to snap out of it upon realizing I was looking at her. She giggled then nodded in response. Weird.

"KIIISEEE!!!" I turned around towards the source of the voice - a tanned redhead with dark highlights. Kagamicchi. "Let's have a one-on-one! NOW!" 

Seirin's Basketball Club's members were already watching us.

I let go of Kurokocchi then smirked. My competitiveness' level was rising each passing second. I tilted my head then made a taunting grin. "Are you sure, Kagamicchi? I've already beaten you once in one-in-one. I could always do it again~" Cocky? Maybe. I know they got their skills improved. But I'm sure mine improved more. A little taste of minor victory won't be so bad today.

"Tables turn, Kise." Kagamicchi seemed more fired up. Heh. "I'd definitely beat you now!" He gripped tightly on a Spalding basketball... er... ball.

"Bring it on!" I walked towards him who was in the middle of the three-point line. I was already in my basketball mood. Energy reserved only for basketball ran throughout my body, ready to pound some sense into the challenger and show him who's superior when it comes to both skill and experience.

"K-Kise-kun's going with me today! Mou!" said Mashiro-chan, panic heavy in her manner of speaking. Eh? What? A smaller feminine hand held mine then dragged me out of the basketball court. I don't know how she managed to do that, but she simply did. "Yuu-chan has something to say, Kuro-tan!!! I'll leave her in your caaareee!!!" she shouted as she towed me away.

"Yuki-chan! Don't leave me here!" Mashiro-chan's friend, Yuu, called after her but it was too late. We were already getting through the school gates.

Wait, what just happened?