Okay, this story is LAME-O. Ever since I started working on Battle royale that never was, I've really gotten into Chisato X Kiriyama, so I made this lame-ass story. And if you guys want, I'll continue.

Chisato X Kiriyama

Gaze

Mysterious? Flawless? Smart? That was Kiriyama… I never knew him well, He only transfeered a few days ago after all. Besides, he didn't seem like the type to talk. In fact, I never did see him talk. Only if he was answering a question, and I've only seen him talk briefly to his gang members… even then he didn't look too happy. It was always the same face… no feeling. No emotion.

He didn't feel.

He didn't have a heart.

No emotion…

I propped my head on my hand as I watched him contently in first period. His long black hair, soft looking skin, sharp, dark eyes… He was extremely handsome, there was no denying that. My feet moved back and forth lightly, and then I noticed that I was staring at him. I was staring straight at that flawless beautiful face… Wait, what am I saying? I lightly knocked myself on the head. Silly Chisato… I didn't like Kiriyama, I liked Mimura-San, and that was that… but I couldn't tear my eyes away from Kiriyama's face. He just stared blankly at the paper in front of him; he of course, had completed it only minutes after it was handed to him. I cocked my head and chewed my bottom lip. His eyes… what was being said through those pretty eyes? Nothing? Or was there something flashing behind those long lashes.

When he looked up at me.

I almost gasped as that gaze met my curious one, and he stared back. Those eyes were amazing... I could feel myself being pulled into them. I felt a rush of sensual amazement. I then felt my face flush, and those dark eyes bore into mine with an intensity that would hurt if I didn't look away. I looked down at my desk with wide eyes, and I wrung my now sweaty hands under the desk nervously. He caught me staring…

Kiriyama, the lifeless one, caught me gazing at him.

My face was still red and hot.

I glanced up to see if he was still watching, and he was, to my uncertain surprise. I looked back down and tried to forget about the uneasy, butterfly feeling unsettling my stomach. It was a lot like the one I got when Mimura noticed me, or smiled at me, or talked to me… It was that crush feeling.

Why am I getting that feeling? I questioned myself angrily. This couldn't be happening. I can't fall for someone like Kiriyama! I took a deep breath and coughed to myself.

Just ignore it. Just forget about it.

But I couldn't.

My mind kept asking stupid questions. What does he think of me? It's funny, how much a simple gaze can do isn't it? Is it because we met each others eyes that I'm feeling like this? Does he think I'm pretty? Is he still staring?

That last one couldn't be ignored, and just like before, I looked up to see, and just like before, he was staring at me. I shut my eyes tightly and scratched my head carefully.

Its okay Chisato, maybe he isn't staring at you. Maybe he's just Daydreaming, and happens to be looking your way. That happens to me all the time! It's no biggie. So I just looked ahead at the board while I waited for the bell to ring, but I could feel him staring, all the way to the bell. I quickly got my stuff together and took short quick strides, attempting to get out of there.

"Chisato!" I heard someone call. I quickly turned around, and saw Yuka waving towards me, her pigtails bobbing as she jogged towards me. "Wait up!" She called when she finally reached me. I smiled at her beaming face, but then she became suddenly concerned, "Are you alright?" She asked. "Your face is so red… Are you sick?" I shook my head and rubbed my right cheek with my right hand. "I'm fine, just sort of hot…" Yuka's mouth curled into a big Yuka smile. "I recognize that face. You and Mimura locked eyes. Huh?" She asked, nudging me playfully as we headed for second period together. I smiled at her, "You got me." I lied.

She laughed heartily and patted my shoulder, "You and Mimura! Chisato and Mimura~~" She chorused. Many people looked and chuckled to each other, "Yuka!" I said, taking her arm, "Stop!" I said. She smiled and shrugged, "Just getting the message out to everyone." She chirped. I could never stay mad at Yuka, so I just smiled, when that feeling hit me… 'Like Kiriyama was boring holes into the back of my neck. I took a sharp breath, which Yuka didn't hear as she hummed to herself, and I turned my head slowly. There he was.

Walking with long stride and grace, not 3 feet behind me. Although he wasn't staring, I couldn't help but to get shivers.

I turned into the next class room, and set my stuff down on a desk. I watched him come into the classroom, and sit in the very back of it, staring ahead. This continued for the next 2 periods, and then it was lunch. Yuka, Satomi, Haruka, Yukie and I all sat at a circle table, and started chatting right away. But I was quiet and just occasionally smiled at their remarks and sometimes nod in response to things I wasn't actually listening to. I couldn't get my mind off of Kiriyama… "Psst, Chisato… look, its Mimura…" I found myself uninterested in Yuka's words but turned anyways. I saw him walking nonchalantly, listening to whatever it was that Nanahara was saying. Yukie giggled at the sight of Nanahara, almost the whole table did, except for me. I found that I didn't even care about seeing Mimura, or how he smiled our way. Wait... why didn't I care? Normally I would get beat red, and turn back to the group giggling my wits off, but I didn't… I was unaffected by Mimura's Presence.

And it was all Kiriyama's fault.

Right when he popped back into my head, my stomach burst into a warm tickling feeling.

It's all his fault… I'm falling for Kiriyama.

And then I heard his name. "—and he's such a great looking guy! I mean, it's a shame that he hangs with thugs like Hiroshi and Ryuhei." Haruka said with her head propped on her hand.

"I know! I wouldn't be surprised when he beats someone up." Yuka said, then dramatically making a movement with her hands.

"Oh well, he's just another thug like the rest of them, I mean he's the leader of a gang!" Satomi said. Suddenly, anger bubbled up inside me. I crossed my arms, and bit my bottom lip. "Ya, he's just bad like the—."

"Why do you guys automatically assume that he's a bad guy just cuz' he's in a gang?" I said defensively, glaring at each of them.

"He's so smart, and good in class! I've never seen him do anything to anyone! You should be ashamed of yourselves, saying things like that!" I said loudly and angrily, standing from my seat, and slamming a hand onto the table. Suddenly, most of the cafeteria was quiet. The group looked at me, shocked by my sudden outburst. My eyebrows regained their usual, normal position, and I also shocked myself. "…uhm…" I barely whispered. I just picked my tray up and threw it away, hastily leaving the cafeteria.

I cupped my hands under the rushing water in the sink and splashed it on my face. Why did I say that? I asked myself.

After all, it's all Kiriyama's fault that you don't like Mimura anymore! I gasped and put my hand to my mouth. I said it.

I didn't like Mimura anymore.

Kiriyama stole Mimura' rightful position in my heart.

I liked Kiriyama, and it's all because I was staring at him and he caught me.

Great.

Just fan'damn'tastic.

I decided that I would confront him after school, and let him know how much I wanted to hate him but I couldn't, because my heart wouldn't let me. It said, "no."

So just as the bell rang, I walked over to his desk, where he continued to read a book, regardless of the release bell. "Kiriyama?" I said, keeping my voice confident, but when he looked up at me, I thought I was gonna melt… But I stood straight, trying to look tall, which, really, I wasn't.

"I need to talk to you in private." He just stared at me, and I felt like I was shrinking more then I already was, and then he finally closed his book, and stood up. He was so tall compared to me… he looked well built and I felt so weak and fragile compared to him… I wanted him to hold me in his arms and kiss me… Oh, curse my boy craziness! But I regained myself and led him to the now empty, gym.

Our footsteps echoed in the wide space of the gym, and I stopped to turn and face him just as the large gym doors closed.

"It's your entire fault." I said stubbornly.

He just looked at me, expression not changing. I took that as a, "What?" So I continued.

"It's all your fault that I don't like Mimura anymore!' I cried out, feeling my eyes well up with tears. He continued to stare at me, and that just made me madder.

"I don't know what you've done to me, but I can't stand it! You stole Mimura's place!!" It took me a minute to finally realize that I had accidentally confessed my feelings to Kiriyama, and I hoped that he didn't understand, but knowing him, he probably did.

I blushed and looked down, hiding the tears building in my eyes. "I wish I could hate you…" I sniffled. All was silent.

And I heard Kiriyama turn, and walk out of the Gym, without a single word.

Thank you for reading, I really hope you liked it. So should I continue?