Misaki face-planted into her fluffy pillow as she was sprawled out in her bed.  After returning him, her parents were elated to see her home safe, it was just like them to be happy about her return rather than angry.  That was probably a good thing considering what she had done last night, not that she planned to tell them.  She made up a story about how she spent the night at a friends after the party and had just forgotten to call home.  Her brother had been the worst off of her family.  When she came to his room to greet him, he had been pacing endlessly, deciding whether or not to go look for his lost sister.  When she greeted him, he practically started to bawl as he jumped on her, that had been the tightest her had ever hugged her.<br/><br/>Just to make sure that her story wouldn't have any loop holes, she called up her best friend, Yuki, to cover for her if her parents asked if she had really spent the night there.<br/>The phone rang for a few seconds before a tired sounding girl answered on the other end.<br/>"..hello?" Yuki said groggily.<br/>"Yuki-chan, it's me.  Could you cover for me?  My parents think I was at your house last night.." She said as she sat up on her bed.<br/>"Ugh, sure.  But why?" Her friend questioned.<br/>"I....got drunk last night and did something.....bad.  Just help me out okay?" Misaki sighed.  She could trust Yuki.  Besides, she needed someone to vent to till she could move on with her day.<br/>"Bad?"<br/>"I....um......I-I slept with Masaru-kun...." She said quietly, "but we didn't go all the way, so don't worry about any baby Misaki's roaming around.." She finished.<br/>In the background, Misaki could hear Yuki shifting up quickly and knock something over, followed by the sound of a yip.  "YOU DID WHAT NOW?!" Yuki exclaimed, Misaki pulled the phone away from her ear so her ear drum wouldn't pop from her friends shrill scream.<br/>"But I thought you couldn't stand him?  Is this some kind of secret unrequited love you never told me about???  By the way, I've never heard you call Hayashi-kun by his first name before.." Yuki said as she tried to calm herself.<br/>"I-it wasn't anything serious!  I just got drunk and he took me back to his place..we were both pretty messed up.  A-and I meant to call him Hayashi-kun, I was just tired.." She lied.<br/><br/>Why had she called him by his first name?  Now that she thought about it, she had been doing that the entire time she was at his house.  They weren't that close, were they?  She only called her friends by their first names, like you were supposed to.  Misaki blushed tremendously at the thought of addressing him so personally.<br/>"Listen, Misa-chan...relax, as long as he doesn't bring it up, things can go back to normal.  School starts tomorrow so just take the day off and relax okay?  I'm sure you'll figure things out, I'll be right there with you~" Yuki said, Misaki assumed the preppy girl was smiling on the other end.  A small tired smile made it's way onto Misaki's lips too.  Yuki was always there to support her, it was nice.<br/><br/>After the conversation, Misaki decided to change into some more comfortable clothing.  She put on some black training shorts and a white tank top with some sports team logo on it as stretched as she stuffed her uniform and underwear from last night into her hamper.  She felt clean again after taking a shower and changing into her "lazy" clothes.  Maybe helping mom out with baking would take her mind off of things.<br/><br/>------<br/>"Sir, I believe I found something fun for you to do.." A stoic male voice said calmly into his cellphone.  The man was dressed in a black suit with an overcoat as hat on to cover his face.  He was across the street from Misaki's house, watching.<br/>"Hm?  Do tell....is it something to piss the Hayashi clan off?" The younger sounding male said on the other end.  "Yes, I believe their leader's son has a little relationship going on with a girl at his school" the man replied.<br/>"Well find out who she is...I could have fun with this" the man on the other end said before hanging up.<br/><br/>(Time skip to next day?)