A fic for Shiranai Atsune

so remember i said that i will do any prompts any reader will ask me to? so one brave reader named 'shranai atsune' indeed asked me to write a karmaxnagisa story with nagisa as a girl and somehow being the five virtousos' 'princess' and having them dislike the idea of karma being around her. i don't really care for the five vitousos but oh well...

i sat down after getting back from rome on wedensday... so here we go, me trying to write romance along with humor and genderbent characters. i think i did a pretty good job despite not being used to it.

enjoy ^^

as usual, i don't own matsui-sensei's assclass but i do own my OC

and please review, as usual ^^

p.s. hopefully i wasn't too OOC with the five virtousos since i never really cared about them before *shrugs* and it's a bit of an AU, so...

My name is Shiota Nagisa and I am a girl

"Oi, Asano, heard you got a love letter again?" A boy with short brown hair and almond shaped eyes teased the boy next to him who was holding a bright pink colored envelope with one hand and putting on his indoors shoes with the other. The boy, sporting a shock of dirty blond hair and dull violet eyes, eyed the teasing source before smiling charmingly.

"Of course. But I understand that you received some as well, didn't you, Ren?"

"Haha, you got me," Ren smiled mischievously and showed him his purple colored letter, "I was wondering what kind of color you'll get. Hmm… pink does compliment your hair and eyes like the Sakura branches will for a sunset painted kimono."

"I am flattered to bear the first poetry line of the day," The other rolled his eyes, "But I am certain that Sakura fits almond better than lilac."

"Perhaps, but you got the pink one." Ren winked and yanked the letter from his friend's fingers. He got a death glare as a reward but simply ignored it and carefully opened the envelope, eyes narrowed in concentration. "Well, lookie here, Gakushuu, you got yourself a date. And such delightful phrasing. If she wasn't so into you, I would have asked her out myself."

"Show me that," Gakushuu snatched the paper back and looked over it. It was a very simple white folded paper with a faint scent of plum which didn't match the sakura color of the envelope. "That's quite a disappointment," He mumbled as he read the small letters.

'Good morning, Asano.

I am a student in B class and since I was a coward, I couldn't face you head on and confess. But I wanted to and felt that it wouldn't be fair for both you and I and so decided to give you this letter.

I can't even start on why I do, since it will take too much of your time, but…

I love you, Asano and I want to confess now in person.

Please meet me on the rooftop during lunch tomorrow. If you won't come I would understand.

I hope you will find it in you to return those feeling of love I am harboring for you.

Thank you for hearing me out,

Asakura Naomi.'

"Explains the color, though not the scent," Gakushuu mulled over the words, "But it's quite unexpected for a first year to be so eloquent, especially if she is in class B."

"You do realize that the classes are not yet divided by ability," Ren reminded him and took the letter, smiling at the writing, "Such lovely writing, she must be into calligraphy and I think I remember her. She used to pass by the classroom, see you and rush forward."

"Really?" Gakushuu was already losing interest in the conversation since he wanted to meet the girl without any prejudices, but since Ren usually was quite sincere in his words, he didn't interrupt him.

"Indeed. She is also a very pretty one, for a first year. Perhaps she is a rich child? Would enlighten the reason for her abilities," The brunet nodded and pushed his friend towards the class, "Now let us proceed since I don't want you losing your head over such a beautiful girl."

"Who is?" Gakushuu growled but did walk faster. He did not want to be late for class after all. His dad would call him once again and give him the usual spiel. He was not looking forward to it. He is not strong enough to counter him so all he can do is stay quiet.

How he hated that.

Helplessness… that's the worst feelings a person can have. He would do anything that the people close to him won't feel it.

A flicker of sunlight bounced off blue passing by him and Gakushuu turned back to see blue locks disappearing around the corner.

He did not understand why, but at that moment… the thirteen years old teen felt as if he had just changed his course of life.

He hoped it was for the better.

And so the next day, Gakushuu had to fight against the urge to punch his annoying friend as Ren kept reminding him of the 'date' he is going to have later at lunch.

"Would you shut it? I get it," Gakushuu finally had enough when said annoying friend pointed out the girl passing by the classroom. The blond caught the girl's wide orange eyes and a dark red spread to her cheeks as she ducked her head so her long mocha colored hair covered her face and she ran away. Ren was smiling in satisfaction when he caught him staring at where she used to be, and then Gakushuu snapped.

"Whoa, relax, white knight," Ren raised his hands in surrender motion, the smile not apologetic at all, "She is very pretty. Too bad I can't ask her out myself."

"Well, I am not planning on dating her so enjoy," Purple eyes deadpanned and Asano Jr. sighed, "I am not looking for a relationship so early in the year. We only been learning for a month. How could she possibly know enough about me to fall in love while having literally no time or place to find out?"

"Love can transcend any and all illusions," Ren drawled dramatically, "Perhaps she knows who you are and despite your status, you are pretty nice."

"I get the feeling I just got insulted."

"Surely you are imagining things that only love can dispel," Ren grinned and Gakushuu was this close to deck the boy when the bell was heard and the teacher walked in. The purple eyed teen glared with promise for a painful death at the brunet then turned to the teacher, adorning on his perfect student mask.

"I am really not in the mood," Gakushuu sighed as the bell rang and the students stood up and started to empty the classroom. Ren sent him a wink and gestured with his thumb to the door. Gakushuu growled, though sadly he knew that he should go only just to politely decline the girl. He didn't like this situation, it made him feel like he is losing no matter the result.

Defeated, he stood up and strode to the hallways, going the opposite direction the other students went to and climbed slowly the stairs, arms folded as he thought of how to safely turn down the girl without it backfiring at him.

He sighed again; girls are very complicated. He could live without the need to fall in love with one, but he does want to marry and have children one day… and have them away from his father's influence radius.

"Uh… excuse me? Are you okay?" Purple eyes blinked and looked to his side to see a small student wearing the boy uniform with a hat covering his hair and a notebook clutched in one hand while the other held a pencil. Gakushuu raised a brow at the strange student.

"You know it's against school regulation to wear a hat," He stated, noting the other's jolting and the hand with the pencil flying for the hat as if to protect it, "Don't worry, I don't really care as long as you won't disturb the studying environment. What are you doing?" He asked when the hat covered student clutched his notebook and lowered his hat to cover his soft featured face.

"!" The student startled again and turned on his heels, crying out some apology before bolting out of the hall, familiar locks flying out of the hat as the student disappeared around the corner.

Gakushuu stared, wondering what had just happened. At the end, though, he decided that he should first deal with the girl then think about the strange occurrence.

Though who is this student? He had never seen him before and he looks too young and acts too meek to be older than him. Maybe a transfer? Though this early in the year?

"Asano-san!" A gasp disrupted his chain of thought and he glanced at the surprised girl standing a bit away from him on the platform out of the door. He snapped himself out of his thoughts and gave her his practiced charismatic smile, to which she blushed and smiled timidly back.

"Well, that certainly was a disaster," He exhaled, wishing to be able to smack his face to the desk and fall asleep right there, but he has appearances to keep, so he simply rested his cheek on his palm and stared at the board, eyes dull and his lips pressed thinly.

"So it didn't go too well, I see. I hope you didn't make her cry, though it will give me a chance to show my amazing talent of soothing the broken hearts," Ren said melodramatically as he sat in his desk behind the blond. Gakushuu huffed and raised his head in order to turn to his friend. His eyes were narrow with annoyance.

Ren gulped.

"It went extremely well for me. But yes, she did cry, although she understood where I come from. She even told me that her classmate told her that I am not looking for anyone. I was appalled to know that someone kept tabs on me. Then she said that her friend just checked me out for her since they didn't want her to get hurt. I was monitored and I didn't notice. She is a stalker."

"Gakushuu, having a friend make some notes about you isn't stalkerish," Ren muffled his laughter behind his hand, almond eyes screwed shut in an attempt to hide his tears of mirth.

"I'm glad to see that it makes you happy," Gakushuu deadpanned and Ren froze, his mirth gone at the sight of his old friend's anger.

"I-I didn't mean that way, Gakushuu," Ren smiled sheepishly, "Anyways! Anything else that happened? You seem less annoyed than I thought you would be."

"Really?" Gakushuu blinked, his anger gone and Ren released a breath he didn't realize he was holding, "Well, I did manage to come across a student with a hat."

"…Isn't that against the regulation?"

"It is."

"You sound quite happy about it," Thin brows rose up and almond eyes twinkled in excitement, "So the reason you rejected Asakura is because you had already found someone else?"

"Huh? It was a 'he'," The blond rolled his eyes. Ren deflated, apparently disappointed, "Although he does seem interesting. I didn't even notice him next to me. Only when he asked me if I was okay did I see him. And he was holding a notebook… oh, that little twerp…" Purple eyes burst into blazing anger.

"What's wrong?"

"That brat was probably the one taking notes on me. Probably her friend."

"How did you figure? Because he had a notebook?"

"Also that, but because I never saw him yet I am pretty certain he knew he had something to fear. Also, no student go to the roof on lunch since it's unofficially the confessing spot so the reason he was there could only mean he led Asakura there."

"When you put it that way, it almost seems like he is trying to assassinate you," Ren didn't seem in awe of his deduction prowess since they are old acquaintances, merely chuckling, "I see you have risen enough in power to warrant an assassination."

"He was a runt, I don't think he's capable of harming anyone," Gakushuu grudgingly smirked, "I think of confronting him tomorrow. He is probably from Asakura's class as well, so class B are a floor up. I'll check it at lunch."

"Someone is dedicated…" Ren commented to himself and took out his poetry magazine 'Shi To Shiron' and hoped to find a poem complimenting the girl's orange eyes.

"So how do we find him? I figure he won't be wearing the hat after your warning." The two had found themselves outside at the garden after finishing a class in biology in which their teacher, Midori-sensei, had decided to show them different kinds of flowers for their new project.

"That's a very good question. But his face has soft features so that should help us… oh." Confused, Ren turned to where his friend was looking at and stifled a snort.

Surprisingly, still wearing his hat, the student was crouching by the bush of roses, head tilted down and seemingly deep asleep. His notebook was clutched in his hand and his other hand was splayed on the ground by his side.

He seemed peaceful.

It was irritating.

"Why is he here? You rejected Asakura, didn't you?" Ren asked in bewilderment. Gakushuu nodded and immediately stomped over to the kid and was about to do who knows what, but the good soul Ren stopped him and told him that he would do it.

"You are planning something."

"Of course not, I just want this kid to still be alive after all." Ren crouched besides the boy and placed a hand on the other's shoulder, "Hey, wake up, kiddo."

"Mmm…" The strange boy stirred and yawned, the hat slipping a bit to let out a few light blue locks frame the face and both of them were thinking that it was a very fragile looking boy.

Ren snapped out of his thoughts and shook the boy again, "Wake up."

"Mmm… what…" The small mouth pursed and the boy looked up, eyes fluttering open and revealing their swirling colors of a sunny sea.

Ren couldn't stop the next words who escaped his lips as he took the sprawled hand and smiled sweetly, "'Even the almighty gods of old never knew such beauty: on the river tatsuta in summer sunlight with blue washing everything.'"

"Uh…" The blue eyes blinked groggily and the boy seemed lost for a long while before it registered in his brain and a small snort left his lips. Ren grinned as the snort turned to soft chuckles and to a slightly louder laughter.

Gakushuu groaned. Ren was bought. Now he can't do anything to the boy unless he runs the risk of dealing with a heartbroken brunet for the next year.

"I thought we were here to interrogate him," He said disapprovingly. The laughter stopped and the boy froze in fear, eyes darting around to find an escape. Ren frowned at him, but Gakushuu simply grinned, showing off his teeth in intimidation, "Sorry, brat, but no running away until you'll tell me why you are stalking me."

"Stalking… you…?" The boy didn't seem to understand, "…Wait, you are the one I saw at the roof yesterday," He rubbed his eyes and squinted, "Are you okay? You seemed pretty out of it. The girl on the rooftop told me she was meeting someone… was that you?"

Pretty observant…

"So it wasn't you who kept tabs on me?" The boy shook his head. "Then why are you carrying a notebook?"

"Oh…" Pale cheeks colored and the smaller teen gave the blond the notebook. Raising a brow, he took it and flipped it open.

It was filled with small doodles and small notes next to them. Gakushuu couldn't help but snort at his doodle which had the expression of boredom on it, with a small note of 'perhaps lonely' scribbled neatly next to his furrowed brows.

"I thought you said you weren't stalking me."

"I don't!" The boy sputtered, fingers twitching so out of pity, he gave back the notebook, "I doodle anyone I meet that I think of befriending."

"Ho?" Realizing what he had just said, the student's face burst to red and he buried it in his hands, muttering apologizes.

"Come on, Gakushuu, how about we leave this blue eyed wonder alone? He is so embarrassed," Ren came to the rescue and the addressed teen rolled his eyes when the small boy gave a grateful look at the brunet, which in turn made the brunet grin happily.

"What's your name, wondrous blue?" Ren smirked at the boy's sweatdrop.

"Uh… Shiota Nagisa from class 1-D," The boy, now finally named, smiled sheepishly, "And you are?"

"Sakakibara Ren at your service," Ren introduced himself with a hand over his heart, "The most beautiful student in school."

"You wish," Gakushuu snorted in amusement, "And I'm Asano Gakushuu from class 1-A, nice to meet you, Shiota. Although I find this name strange."

"Why, Asano-san?" Somehow, it made his hair stand on his back. His father was called like this so much and he was also called that way so it shouldn't be a problem, though now it felt as if Nagisa was seeing him like his father.

Not yet. He can't overtake his father yet with the little power he has. He doesn't need the reminder.

"Just drop the –san or call me Gakushuu." He ignored the surprised look from Ren and the gape from Nagisa.

"Uh, Asano-kun?"

"Yes?" That's better.

"Why is my name strange?"

"Well, it sounds very feminine, that's all." Nagisa flinched and purple eyes narrowed at that. "Shiota?"

"Please just call me Nagisa," Nagisa looked away, discomfort clear in his tone. Gakushuu sighed and motioned for Ren to come.

"Alright, Nagisa-kun," That flinch again, "Ren and I will be in the cafeteria during lunch tomorrow so if you want to come, you're allowed."

"Uh… thank you?" Nagisa smiled a bit uncertainly, but it slowly turned genuine when Ren smiled warmly and waved him as the two of them left the garden.

"Have a nice day, Sakakibara-kun, Asano-kun!" The boy's voice carried to them a little bit later, and the both of them stopped and looked back, waving to the student.

"He is very interesting indeed," Ren noted when they had sat back in their classroom, "You know anything about this kid?"

"Nothing, which is quite surprising, since he stands out so much with his hat," Gakushuu nibbled on his thumb nail in annoyance, "Maybe I should check the documents of the first years…"

"Your father won't let you and will give you another lecture, you know," Ren shook his head, "I won't risk it."

"Damn it."

"Did the great Gakushuu just curse?" The blond glared at the brunet, who was grinning, "Hey, I'm just asking? Besides, we can learn more about Nagisa tomorrow on lunch."

Gakushuu sighed. This is going to get ugly very soon…

"Uh… may I sit here?" Gakushuu and Ren looked up from their respective places by the most secluded table in the cafeteria to see Nagisa shyly raise slightly his wrapped melon bread and juice as a sign of friendliness.

The blond smirked and rested his cheek on his hand as he regarded the hat wearing boy with an amused glint. "And enlighten us; why would you sit here?"

"Didn't you say if I want to, that I can sit next to you?" Nagisa deadpanned and sat down, lower lip bitten in nervousness despite his act of confidence.

"I did?" Gakushuu exchanged looks with Ren, who was rolling his eyes, trying not to laugh. Nagisa frowned and ripped open the wrapping a bit too forcibly, taking to ignoring the two as he ate.

At the end, Ren couldn't help it and patted the boy's hand. "Don't worry about it, he is just a cranky genius."

"I am not cranky, flirt pervert," Gakushuu growled. Nagisa chuckled and Ren beamed.

"At least someone shares my sentiments. Don't you, Nagisa?" Ren drawled and Nagisa pressed his lips together, looking away as if embarrassed, but Gakushuu noticed the quirk of the lips and figured that he was trying to suppress a laugh and scowled.

"I see I am alone in this battle." Blue eyes widened and Nagisa looked at him in alarm and shook his head.

"There is no battle here, Asano-kun, you're not alone," The hat wearing teen said quickly, as if scared that Gakushuu may be really feeling that way. The blond snorted and eyed him amusingly.

"Relax, hat boy, Ren likes to pick up fights with me for no reason whatsoever."

Ren shrugged at Nagisa's confused look. "He is just so serious I need to rattle him. I have known him since first grade yet he always was like this. Maybe he just needs a woman's touch~"

"For the last time, I am not looking for a girlfriend," Gakushuu hissed. Nagisa raised a brow and he coughed, his cheeks a bit colored. "I am only thirteen, no need to hurry. Besides, I want to complete my goal before trying anything."

"That's pretty admirable," Nagisa smiled softly and continued eating his bread. Gakushuu stared at him for a while before sighing and pushed the rest of his beef roll towards the hat wearer. Blue eyes rose from their bread and turned to him in inquiry.

"Melon bread isn't good for your body, you need more protein and iron to grow properly," Gakushuu elaborated, paying no attention to Ren's sniggering, and pushed the sandwich at Nagisa again, "Seriously, I need to talk about it with my father…"

"Your father?" Nagisa put down the bread and accepted the beef roll, "You mean the principal?"

"You connected the dots or you searched on me?" Dark blond brow rose in interest.

"Well, you look similar and you have the same surname, Asano-kun," Nagisa's face softened when he noticed Gakushuu's frown, "Did I say something wrong?"

"Not at all. I just don't agree with many things my father does," He shrugged and grabbed Nagisa's melon bread, munching on it.

"How about we put it aside and talk more about ourselves since we don't know a lot of you, Nagisa," Ren smiled and started on his bowl of ramen. The hat wearer pursed his lips and shrugged.

"I'm not that interesting. I have average grades and I didn't make any friends, so…"

"Well, what club are you?" Ren asked, "I haven't seen you in the poetry club so I guess you are not in it?"

"No, English is my better class, not Japanese."

"Literature club?"

"Is my better class, not my hobby," Nagisa chuckled shyly, "I'm in the—"

"Wait," Ren pressed the beef roll to the boy's mouth, silencing him, "I want to figure it out myself. I am one of the highest ranking students, after all."

"Mmm…" Nagisa narrowed his eyes, which told Ren very clearly that he would like to breathe, thank you very much. Gakushuu grinned as Ren released the boy and continued as if nothing happened.

"Newspaper club?" A shake of the head.

"Researching club?" Nagisa chuckled but it was a negative again. Ren grumbled.

"I'll get it, just wait."

"How about Asano-kun tries as well? You're in the business club and the first year representative in the student council, I figure?"

"Tell me, Nagisa, how do you deduce those factors?" Gakushuu wondered, "Very interesting, I have to admit."

"Was I right then?"

"Not quite. I am the first year representative, but I am in the law club."

"Oh…"

"Don't worry about it, it's not something I would have chosen myself, but I need to check something. Maybe next year I'll go to the business club."

"Stop talking about yourself, Gakushuu, I want to know about Nagisa's club," Ren interrupted. Gakushuu rolled his eyes.

"I thought that the narcissist between us is you," He shot back. Ren grinned and turned to Nagisa.

"So?"

"The concert club," Nagisa surrendered, "You guys are terrible at guessing."

"Excuse you, but I am great at it," Ren raised his hand in a dramatic gesture, causing Nagisa to sweatdrop. Gakushuu shared his sentiments.

"You are a baby," The blond retorted then said to the hat wearer, "You just don't seem the one to sing or be part of a band."

"Well, I… I was partially forced into it," Nagisa admitted, "I didn't know what club to be part of and the concert club needed desperately members who can play the acoustic guitar well and sing at the same time, so… I told them I can somewhat play and sing and somehow found myself in the club room the next day…"

"Poor kid," Ren laughed, "But I thought a violin would suit you better since it's more fluid and tranquil and your eyes are exactly that."

"Sakakibara-kun, what is it with my eyes you're so transfixed on?" Nagisa said in bafflement and Gakushuu laughed for real this time.

The silence that followed his burst quelled his laughter in a matter of seconds and he really wished his could run away when his actions caught up to him. Then Nagisa started laughing and slowly Ren joined him and with a combined poking war on his arms, he joined them; all of them laughing like the thirteen years old they are.

It was a very freeing feeling.

And then without ever planning, they started meeting for lunch at the same table, talking and joking. Sometimes they studied, with the taller duo helping the hat wearer with his questions. Sometimes they simply sat in silence as they ate and either read or wrote in their respective books or notebooks.

As time passed and the status of the grades of class A were established, three more people joined Gakushuu and Ren in their little circle of achievers; Araki Teppei, a boy with short brown hair, black eyes framed by glasses and a prominent nose – the newspaper club new manager, specializes in math. Koyama Natsuhiko, a short boy with long shaggy black hair and squinted eyes hidden by black framed spectacles and a strange smile – biology club newbie, specializes in biology. And Seo Tomoya, a slightly taller boy with an average appearance consisted of flat black hair and almond dark eyes, a large nose and lips – A returnee from a year in Los Angeles, specializes in English.

At first, the trio didn't like the fact that a kid with a strange brown newsboy cap that covers his hair and with average grades was part of their 'elite group'. But before Gakushuu could tell them to expect it to stay like that and get used to it, Nagisa simply smiled and called their names and their clubs and told them their best and worst subjects without any of the information known to the student body.

That had shocked the trio to silence and afterwards begun to respect the strange boy more and more as they hang out more and more together.

Once, he brought them a lunch he had prepared since he wanted to thank them for being his friends. That had touched the five and ever since, a new tradition started that every Monday, a different person from the group would bring in lunch.

Gakushuu thought that with a group with specialists of different areas, that there would be nothing to talk about expect for studying time, but Nagisa managed to prove him wrong two weeks into the strange friendship.

"What is it, Nagisa?" Tomoya asked when Nagisa sat in their usual table with a satisfied smile on his face. The hat wearer blinked and his smile turned mysterious as he opened the box and took out a magazine and some figurines of the latest talk of the class – the new superhero movie. Tomoya's eyes widened with shock and delight as he cupped the main character's figure. "How did you…?"

"One of my classmates has a brother that wanted to get rid of those because of reasons and so I asked to borrow them," Nagisa explained happily, his smile brightening the table, "I love the series and thought to share it with you."

"That is very thoughtful of you, Nagisa," Ren grinned as he patted the hat, the unspoken rule of not taking it off echoing in his ears, "Exactly like the waves of a calm summer sea that deposits the sacred of treasures."

"Aer you talking about my eyes again, Ren-kun?" And another thing they managed to do was get Nagisa to call them in their given names. Though he used to blush and fidget when he did at first, confusing them for a while. But he was a strange one so at the end they let it slide.

"Why, of course, Nagisa. Nothing beats your swirls of waves crashing against pure glass," Ren smirked at Nagisa's chuckle and blush.

"Can we go back to the more pressing matter?" Tomoya interrupted and Ren huffed in disappointment as he drew back, noting Nagisa's flustered expression but kept quiet about it.

"Alright, party pooper, so superheroes, not interested," He said instead and Teppei took the magazine, scanning the article.

"Well, it does seem very interesting. The critiques are saying that the actors are well known for their action careers and it's live action so that is a nice change."

"So you want to try and watch it?" Nagisa inquired in excitement. Natsuhiko looked up from his soba bowl.

"What special effects do they have?"

"Not you too," Ren groaned, "It's a superhero movie, probably a lot of them."

"One of the characters who is in charge is known for his love of English poetry."

"Never mind, I'm coming," Nagisa laughed and Gakushuu rolled his eyes, taking the female figurine.

"She seems pretty strong, and I am curious about the plot. Do you think it's going to be a generic one or an original?" He added his two cents.

"Generic for sure," Ren said and Tomoya shot something back and slowly the conversation sailed forward with teasing and speculations. Gakushuu noted Nagisa's bright eyes as he animatedly conversed with the four others, smiling to himself, pleased of the current situation. Nagisa was the glue and backbone of their unmatched group put together through status only. Perhaps he was the leader for his superiority, but Nagisa was the true support of the group. And for some reason, it made him proud.

A week later, Nagisa was absent. Worried, Gakushuu used his status of the principal's son as an excuse to go to D class and inquire of the boy, but no one knew. A red headed classmate pissed him off by asking if he was looking for a date from the hat wearer, but before he could do anything, the redhead told him that it was expected since it happened once or twice already.

More worried now, the five waited for the next day, vowing to go to the boy's house if he won't come again.

But fortunately, he did… and avoided them.

On Friday, Gakushuu and Ren cornered him by the roof the hat wearer went to for the three days as to avoid them.

"What's going on?" Gakushuu demanded when Nagisa simply curled into a ball and clutched at his hat in a clear sign of distress.

"Nothing, I just want to be alone," Nagisa's voice was muffled by his position. Ren sighed and sat next to the boy, placing his hands on the smaller trembling pair.

"Such exquisite sea shouldn't be deterred by the dirt men throws upon her," The tall brunet stated in his usual teasing tone, hoping to elicit the traditional chuckles.

Nagisa released a sob and Ren froze. "Nagisa? Come on, talk to us, your first friends."

Red rimmed eyes looked up and Gakushuu's face turned murderous at the fading yellowish bruise over the temple and cheek. "Who did that, Nagisa? I will expel him right away."

"None of them," Nagisa whispered and bit his lip, "Even if they are wondering why I am with you, none of them hit me."

"They are asking why you are with us?"

"Yes," Nagisa sniffled and rubbed his eyes, winching when he touched the bruise. Gakushuu sent Ren a look that said 'why aren't you going already?' which sent the brunet out of the roof for anti-bacteria cream and a bandage.

"Continue please," Gakushuu sat with folded legs in front of the hat wearer, "Why would they ask that?"

"Because I am average, lower than you. I shouldn't even be in your radar," Nagisa answered with a sigh, rubbing his wrist and the blond grabbed it, noticing the wince as he pulled back the sleeve and bristled at the finger shaped healing bruises around the soft slender wrist.

"You are a very intelligent person, you are the one who is the most observant out of all of us," Gakushuu admitted, "Of course I am the smartest and specialize in the most areas, but the others only are best in one field and you are in one that doesn't have a subject sadly."

"Thank you, Gakushuu-kun," Nagisa smiled softly, unfurling from his position. "I'm sorry for avoiding you guys. I shouldn't do it to my friends."

"Good that you understand. Now don't ever do that again or I will think that you truly don't wish for our friendship anymore."

"I do want to be your friend," Nagisa seemed to panic, relaxing when the blond chuckled and patted his hair.

"Good. And please tell me who did that to you?"

Nagisa deflated. "I can't."

"Can't or won't."

"Both." Gakushuu sighed.

"Alright, I won't push. But tell me next time it happens and if you need anything…"

"Thank you, Gakushuu-kun. You're too kind."

Purple eyes looked down. He was not kind. His friends were the only ones who received his care. He doesn't care for others since they are below him, no smarter or stronger than him. Only the best can be around him.

He is not kind.

He should have known.

He feels like an idiot.

It was a class assignment and so for the first time since meeting Nagisa, the five class 1-A geniuses had to meet up without the hat wearer.

They chose to sit in a quite high quality restaurant since it would be quieter and set to work (or it could be because Ren was pestering Gakushuu to fo to one). When they nearly finished with today's scheduled progress. They gathered their things and were about to get out of the place when Natsuhiko pointed his finger at a nearby shop and the other followed his finger only to freeze in their spot.

The familiar hat wearer was standing next to a familiar girl with long mocha colored hair and orange eyes inside a clothing shop with the girl pushing a sundress to the flustered smaller teen.

"Do you think we should save him?" Tomoya wondered while Ren was nearly whining on how the shorter boy snatched the woman he had been eyeing. Oh the betrayal!

"Shut up, flirt pervert," Gakushuu demanded, "I'm going in. I have a bad feeling about this."

And so Nagisa had found himself one second talking to Asakura Naomi and at the next second being dragged away by an annoyed blond, who was saying something to the girl before exiting the store.

"What's your relationship with her?" Gakushuu demanded when they were back with the four others. Nagisa blinked, not seeming to be disturbed by the fact that the blond was able to find him, just a bit sad perhaps.

"Well, I met her at the rooftop like I told you. Then yesterday she came to our class and wished to talk to me. I was thinking she is angry with me hanging out with you, but she simply dragged me to here and asked me to try on the dresses she thought would look good on me."

"Try on dresses…?" The others echoed.

"Try on dresses," Nagisa nodded, "Why? Is it wrong?"

"Wrong?" Ren laughed and patted the hat, "You're so innocent. Girls don't drag boys to try on dresses. Think about it, a girl dragging you, a boy to a girl's store?"

"But I'm a girl."

Silence.

"Care to repeat that again?" Gakushuu found his voice. Nagisa's brow furrowed in confusion before rising in comprehension.

"Oh, I thought you were joking about my clothes that you always regarded me as a boy," Nagisa scratched his… her nape in embarrassment, "I feel so stupid. But you never asked so I assumed you knew. I'm a girl. I was born a female."

And then he… she grasped her hat and took it off, long strands of light blue falling from her hair to her back, and her soft features becoming more pronounced by the hair framing her upper body.

The five gawked at her.

"Nagisa-chan~!" Naomi ran to them, skidding to a halt when she saw the… girl without her hat, "Nagisa-chan, why are you without your hat? I thought you didn't like to show it."

"Not exactly," Nagisa chuckled shyly, "I guess the boys never figured it out."

"Well, guys are slow," She shrugged, "But I knew it for the moment I saw. To be honest, I thought you were trying to win over either Asano-san or Sakakibara-san, but I learned my mistake soon enough."

"I thought she would be more elegant and proper from her letter," Ren whispered to the blond. Naomi jolted and squeaked at the voice and ran to hide behind Nagisa, who sweatdropped at her actions.

"Naomi-san, you really need to work on your confidence," The blunette sighed and then regarded the five, "Sorry about that, she is just nervous around boys. She is actually very lively."

"Nagisa-chan…" Naomi whispered in embarrassment, "I already shown them my terrible side, don't make it worse."

"Why? If you still want Gakushuu-kun to like you, he needs to know every side of you. You can't pretend forever."

All eyes turned to the blond, who sighed in annoyance. "I am not looking for a girlfriend, but I do dislike dishonest people, so I would appreciate it."

"Thank you, Gakushuu-kun. See?" Nagisa turned her head to the taller girl, "No need to worry."

"You're too nice," Ren chuckled, extending his hand to the nervous girl, "'A fallen blossom returning to the bough, I thought – but no, a butterfly.'"

"W-what?" Naomi's face turned beet red and then jolted at Nagisa's laughter.

"Ren-kun, you're such a flirt pervert." The rest of the boys joined the laughter, leaving Ren to bristle in mortification. Naomi blinked and Nagisa comforted her, "Just joking around. How about we reschedule our outing for next Sunday?"

"O-okay," Naomi nodded and bowed to the others before running away, face beet red. Nagisa watched her go and then turned to the five and shook her head.

"You guys were really mean to her. You should apologize to her."

"What? Why? We didn't do anything?" Teppei shot back, "We were simply worried about you since you seemed uncomfortable."

"I am not used to go on… shopping…" Nagisa admitted shyly, fiddling with her hair and attempted to gather it together so she could put back on the hat, only to be stopped by Ren's hand.

"Why do you hide your hair if you have such lovely hair?" He raised some strands to feel their softness. Nagisa flushed and looked down, shoulders hunched.

"My mom… she doesn't want me to have long hair so I… just got used to hiding it."

"Wait, seriously? But it's so beautiful."

"Well, she wanted a boy… so…" Blue eyes looked away in shame.

"She wants you to act like one, I figure?" Gakushuu stated and Nagisa looked up in surprise, "I guess I actually am able to guess, no?"

The girl's expression softened and she smiled warmly, her face lighting up. "Yes, you are able to."