Sakura Kiss

Part III

“So we are having -sama’s daughter as our new owner and Executive Officer?” one of the agents asked, sitting around the rectangular table. They all were wearing different color shirts, black trench coats, and black slacks along with black combat boots.

“Yes, but I’m sure she will be just as good as -sama,” another replied with a serious expression. They were  seated in a dimly lit room with a large flat screen showing the picture of and her information next to the picture.

“She is the only heir of -sama, so we will have to back her up even if she is a novice,” the third agent said grimly. The rest of the agents in the room nodded in agreement, and from the dim lights, their young features were exposed. Most of the agents were in their late teens, consisting of males and females, and from their uniforms, they were recognized as Class X to Z officers.

“Then we will have to pay her a visit, won’t we?” one of them grinned, sending a  knowing look amongst the group. Some of them nodded in agreement at his suggestion while the others just rolled their eyes in response.

~~~

“I really wonder what saw in that letter,” Mukahi thought out loud, walking to school with the rest of the Regulars. He was surprised when Atobe agreed to walk along with them since the said Hyoutei buchou usually arrive to school in his fancy black limo.

“Mukahi-senpai, it’s not nice to pry into other’s personal business,” Ootori said with a sweat drop. He quietly added, “Although I would like to know it myself…” As the group reach the school, many students are heading towards their respective buildings as fast as they could so that they were not late for their first class.

“Hey, what’s that?” muttered one of the students, pointing to a black limousine that just parked in front of the school. The back door of the black car opened and a red carpet rolled out gracefully, making everyone wonder who the rider was. A young man with dark red hair and emerald eyes, wearing a white shirt with black jacket hung open and slacks along with black combat boots, stepped out from the driver’s seat and opened the back door of the limousine.

“Thank you, Hiraga-san,” said a familiar voice, before stepping out of the car; the person was wearing Hyoutei’s female uniform with black ankle-length boots and black blazer.

“You’re welcome, -san,” he replied with a small bow while walkd down the red carpet, passing by many surprised students casually. As soon as her feet touched on the concrete floor, the red carpet rolled back automatically and Hiraga closeed the back door then drove the limousine away.

“Since when did own a limousine?” whispered one of the students to her friends, who just shrugged back in response. passed by the Hyoutei Regulars casually, as the gentle yet invincible wind played with her hair while she gave a slight glance towards them and smiled slightly at them before continuing her way.

“That’s a good question…” Taki muttered as he wrote down in his notebook, watching walk pass them as if she was a model. Atobe looked at the said girl, wondering what had made the sudden change in her…

~~~

“Touya, I think she is going to be good as the owner and Executive Officer,” said one of the agents inside the limousine. He had chestnut brown hair and sky-blue color eyes, who wore a dark blue T-shirt with an ice-blue dragon imprinted in front, along with black jeans and black combat boots.

“Yes, I think so too,” Touya replied calmly, yet seriously as he drove the limo back to the agency.

“Interesting…” the first agent replied with a small grin and glanced at Touya as he continued, “Touya, don’t tell me you’ve fallen for her,” while the said person scowled at him in response.

“Hiromi, I don’t even know her well enough to like her,” he replied, stopping at the intersection and glared at his friend. Hiromi just sweat dropped and brushed away his glare as if nothing, making Touya frown slightly but does not say anything.

“It’s called love at first sight, dude,” Hiromi stated casually before his friend made a sharp turn, making the car screech from the friction and sending him forward to the window.

“Be careful with your driving~!” he yelled while rubbing his forehead from the pain of the collision.

“Did you say something?” he asked with an eyebrow raised, as if nothing had happened.

~~~

"Oh my gosh, look at -san,” said one of the students in the hallway, whispering to her friend, “So cool~” as the said friend nodded in agreement. gave them a side glance briefly, but continued walking to her class, as if the whispers were nothing.

“Who is she?” another person askd in an above whisper, glancing at her friends who just smiled at her in response. puts her hands in her blazer pockets and continued walking as if they did not exist in her world.

~~~

“Being a part of CSA will be a new experience for you,” stated Touya, standing next to the other Executive Officers. All of them are dressed in their representative uniform, each wearing a different color shirt or T-shirt and uniformed black trench coat, black slacks, and black combat boots.

“Yes, I understand,” I replied seriously, wearing my Hyoutei uniform with my arms crossed elegantly across my chest. We are standing in a large room with a rectangular table, and sitting around the table are two familiar people with two unfamiliar people.

“We will be there to protect you, in case anything should happen,” one of the familiar persons said as I turn around to face him. It was really surprising to know that those two are in the Agency, and who would have thought that they are a part of the Executive Officers group.

“Then I’ll leave you two to protect her during the day,” Touya stated calmly as the said two familiar people nod in response.

“I can’t believe that you two are a part of the agency,” I said to them both. I didn’t expect them to be in the agency at all, and this makes me wonder how long they have been with CSA.

“There are a few more people that you might know who are with us as well,” Touya said with a smirk. I look at him in surprise yet again, making me wonder who he is talking about.

~~~

“I wonder who else is in the agency that I know of…” mumbles quietly, walking to the rooftop during lunch period as the soft gentle wind blows by her, playing with her hair and her clothes.

“Thinking about that again?” a familiar voice startled her out of her reverie, and he continued, “You were too deep in your thoughts that you didn’t even notice my presence,” he chuckled at her dazed expression. “Had I been your foe, you would have died instantly,” he said softly in her ear; his tone and the softness of his whisper sent shivers down her spine.

“I’m sorry,” replied with her head bowed in embarrassment that he had caught her daydreaming.

“Just try to pay attention to your surroundings when you’re alone,” he said with a smirk and she nodded in response, then he added, “But when you’re with us, you can daydream as much as you want; however that does not mean you can do it all the time.”

“H-hai,” said in a small voice, nodding in response.

“Now, the others are going to be here in a few seconds,” he said seriously, “Don’t mention about the agency and whatnot.”

“I know that,” she responded dryly, rolling her eyes at his previous statement. Just like he had said, the door to the rooftop opened revealing the Hyoutei Regulars; each holding their tennis bag casually swung over his shoulder.

“ , Jirou, when did you get here?” asked Oshitari smoothly, making the said girl blush slightly. Jirou and another member from CSA in guise exchanged glances but did not say anything.

“A few minutes before you guys,” the volley specialist answered with a cheeky grin, and added, “ -chan and I had a special moment together,” as the Regulars, save one person, stared at the two in disbelief.

“You’re not serious…” Taki stuttered, his mouth opened ajar and his pen unmoving while his notebook fell on the floor with an audible ‘thud’.

“This is Jirou we’re talking about,” Mukahi responded, laughing uncomfortably and unaware of a small wink the volley specialist and exchanged.

“That’s true…” Taki nodded while picking up his notebook before writing again in it about his newly gathered data.

‘If only they knew…’ Jirou smirked inwardly, glancing slightly at , who was smiling at some of the surprised expressions on the Regulars’ visage.

“Come on Jirou-senpai,” started Ootori, trying to hide his grin, “You’re embarrassing her," he pointed towards a blushing .

“I’m sorry, -chan,” Jirou apologized, hugging the blushing girl, but instead he just made her blush even more at the contact.

‘Seriously… Jirou needs to stop doing that,’ Ootori thought with an inward sigh at the two hugging people.

~~~

Yuki

Edited by Houseki