Hey guys, this is my first fanfic ever. Beacause of MidnightRosebud's fanfics, I just wanted to try writing so bad. Hope the story is ok.

P.s: I think this will be a short story since I don't have many ideas at all (Well if only I can finish it first :P)

I kept fixing this chapter's verb tense. It's a mess. If there're still some mistakes, please, let me know. Your reviews about the gramma will help me alot with my English. Thank you guys.

Chapter 1: The Bus Routes.

Mako was standing at the bus stop, still giggling over her roommate's confused and sleepy reaction she saw minutes ago. It's understandable though. They moved to a new apartment yesterday because the owner of the old one needed it back for her daughter who came back from some foreign country where she went to university. This place was nearer their university but a little bit noisier, the price was reasonable and it seemed like the only place that could satisfy the ladies. But instead of rolling in the blanket for fifteen more minutes, Mako stangely waked up almost one hour earlier than usually.

All her friend could do was asking "Why you up so...early ….?" and went back to her sleep right away.

As the girl searching for the sight of her bus, she's wondering if she could tell Kotoha the reason which caused herself blushing crazily just thinking about it. Mako shaked her head to cool her red face and spotted the bus as she opened her eyes.

She settled herself in the seat and watched the view outside the window. There were many people out of the street at that time, it slightly surprised her how it would become so crowded haft an hour later. She thought about how ridiculous she was by then, taking a bus back to her old apartment, well, actually, back to the bus stop there.

She took out a book form her bag to kill the time and to stop being carried away by her thoughts. It's a habit of her. Every time she on a bus, she read. Only in the freshman and sophomore years when she went with Kotoha to their university she didn't read. However, recently she wasn't totally focused on her books on a certain bus route.

She took off the bus any waited for five minutes more until she saw what she's waiting for, another bus. She headed straight to her usual seat and opened her book again.

Her heart skipped a beat when the bus stopped at the next station. When the bus's wheels started rolling again, Mako peeked out of her book enough to see a tall figure standing not too far from her with a hidden smile on her face. Then she got back to her book. She were pretty proud that she still could "read" in the exactly way the word means. She kept taking glances once in a while though.

After a few station, her target debused. Her eyes secretly followed him until the bus past him by.

Wasting your beautiful dreamland just for this, huh? Silly you, Mako.

It's been a month and a haft she let herself being such a stalker like this. Since the time she had her eyes off one of her book because the bus suddenly became silent. She found a good looking man, with such a deep eyes, holding a fat man's arm, next to them was a fearful girl. She understood the situation right away. Somehow she couldn't help herself regarding at the fierce look in his eyes.

The other man hided his head and quickly took off as the bus stopped. The girl thanked her savior repeatedly receiving back a small smie and a nod which she had to admit that it made her heart stopped for one second,... or two. She wasn't sure how she would be if she was that girl at that moment, freezing up maybe. And that was the beginning of her crush.

Before Mako realized it, she had waiting to see him again whenever she on that bus. As she noted, he always catched the bus at the same time in the morning every weekdays. There was one time that she actually did try out if she met him on the weekend but he wasn't there. Just like me, she told herself that with a soft smile on her face. But after all, it's weekend, many people don't have to go to school or work. This isn't incident at all.

Turning to "go to school or work" subject, Mako had no clue about the young man's background.

"He must be well educated. Is he a student? It can't be right. My university is the only school thereabouts and he debuses three station before me. He must be working somewhere nearby", she mumbled sometime not sure if she could make a conclusion.

And more than anything else, she wanted to know what his name was.