The girl who disrupted the arguement eyes widened when Kojima screamed her name.

"K-Kojima?" She grabbed his arm that Minawa was holding, "Kojima, oh how long we've seen each other, how are you?!"

"Well if I wasn't hiding from another LIBARIAN, we could have engaged in small conversations..." He rolled his eyes. Ayaka was a BIG talker. Well, you don't know who she is, so let me explain. As you read in chapter 1, she was 17 but no bigger then a 12 year old. She wore.... interesting clothing, half the time she cosplayed. Her hair always changes, and it seems now she has her black hair with highlights of orange down with 2 ponytails.

So she started to tell Kojima about what she did since the last time they saw each other, and when she was in half her sentance about  the pie insident that broke up her friend and her friend's boyfriend, a surprise call came from behind a nearby bookcase.

"AYAKA?!" It was Nakamaru, and her eyes were shining like stars.

"Nakamaru~! Shall we never be apart my dearest friend!" And they gave each other a hug-well more like a glomp. "I read your yaoi fiction! Oh so good, can't believe you used your aggorant brother! I bet he'd kill you when he read-"

"it wasn't a yaoi fiction! It was a true story, huh Kojima?" Nakamaru narrowed her eyes to him, and he quickly blushed and look away. "Shut up, Naka-"

"KOJIMAxMASAHIRO FOREVER!" Ayaka squealed. Kojima felt like ripping her sister's head off. Both her and Ayaka-and now Saruwatari is one- were HUGE yaoi fangirls. And Ayaka would probaly make him go to outrageous events, such as anime conventions and other otaku events. Because last time when she found out he liked making girlish or... interesting clothing she brought him to an otaku event and made him into a "pretty boy" or the lolitas. Oh, how he dispised that event in the past.

"No matter what you say, me and Masahiro are just friends..." Kojima said, covering his face from the major blush. "When is the next time you'll meet him?!" Ayaka said, not letting go of his arm.

"Uh... I dunno, on the weekend?" He shrugged and then asked why.

"I WANNA SHOW HIM THE PICTURE OF YOU IN THAT DRESS LIKE SHIRT I GOT OF YOU, oh and the one where you're in the flower louse, oh and the kitty cosplay-"

"DO IT AND DIE!" He said, grabbing her by the ear as she screeched in pain. A librarian finally came and shushed them.

He let go of her ear and glared at all of them, and seriously said, "I'm telling you, there's nothing between us."