This is my first Special A fanfiction so I hope you guys enjoy it. Finally a fanfiction that is not based on Miraculous Ladybug LOL. Anyway, I want to mention some things. First this story and some of my future Special A stories will be based on the story Life by kaleidoscope memories. Second I never read the manga so this story, along with others based on Special A, will only be based on the Anime. If you have any suggestions for future stories don't hesitate to let me know.

Declaim- I don't own Special A.

"What?!" Is she kidding? She can't- Wait, I sound like I'm jealous, and I am not jealous.

Megumi showed me the page on her notebook again. 'I'm going on a date after school, so I can't come with you, I'm sorry.'

Like I said I'm not jealous just because my girlfriend just told me she's going on a date that is obviously not with me does not mean I'm jealous. "A date? Why are you going on a date? That is not with me. You know that's considered as cheating right?"

She lifted her notebook again. 'My parents want me to meet one of their friend's son. I didn't have much say in this matter...'

Ah, it's fine then...well it would've been fine either way. Who am I kidding no it wouldn't. It gets worrying how naive she is sometimes. Any boy could easily convince her to do bad things! Okay maybe I am a bit jealous. "If it's a simple meeting. Why are you calling it a date?"

Megumi quickly wrote something down before showing it to me. 'Because my mother specified 'date', meaning he's a prospect for a future arrange marriage, and since you don't want our relationship to be public yet outside from the Special A and Sakura, they still think I'm single, and that I should start looking.'

Ah, this isn't a surprise. She will be forced to wed some wealthy musical boy; I will not have the right to make that choice for myself, too. I hate those negative consequences that come solely because of the family we were born within. This is why I wanted our relationship to be a secret not because I thought that she wasn't good enough because I do think that she is, but my parents wouldn't think the same. Plus gossip and rumors would spread around about us, and I just wanted to have a normal, as best as possible, relationship with Megumi...I didn't think this could happen, but I should have known. "Ah, guess it is a date, then." My tone wasn't bright or emotionless like I sometimes have. No, it was darker like I could hurt someone which I might do if that boy even thinks to get near my Megumi.

She looks at me nodding sadly as she shows me her notebook. 'I should go, then. I need to change from my school uniform to something more presentable.'

She turns away. She is going to dress prettily in order to interest the boy. After all, she needs all the help to look beautiful. She doesn't stop lying to yourself, Yahiro. However,... "Wait. Ermm." Am I blushing? Me? No, no, of course not. Why would I blush? It's only Megumi- Megumi, who's going on a date with somebody who isn't me. "Do you think- Don't get the wrong idea, okay, idiot? I'm doing this purely so you won't get in trouble because someone like you always act without thinking and get in trouble and- Whatever. My point is-" Can't believe I'm doing this. What the hell am I thinking? I'm thinking that I don't want Megumi to be with any boy except for me. Dang it all... "-Could you tell your parents that I want to be one of your marriage candidates?"

"WHAT!" Megumi shrieked.

"Don't speak." I said irritated. "I thought I was being clear I want you to tell your parents that I want to be a marriage candidate for you."

Megumi lifted her notebook. 'But...'

"But what?" I cross my arms. "Don't you want your beloved boyfriend to be a marriage candidate for you? I thought you loved me."

'Of course I love you! But you didn't want our relationship to be public, and now you want to be one of my marriage candidates?' Megumi looked at me with a confused look.

I smirk slightly at her confusion. "I still want our relationship to be a secret, but that doesn't mean I wouldn't want to be one of your marriage candidates. What kind of a boyfriend would I be if I didn't?"

Megumi slowly nodded. 'Alright I'll let my parents know.'

She turns around about to walk away, but I grab her arm gently. "Wait. Where will this date take place?"

She lifts her notebook. 'At the cafe...why?'

"Just curious." I let go of her arm. "Have fun on your date." I turn the opposite direction than her and walked away. If that guy thought that I would make it easy on him, he was dead wrong.

...

I look up from my menu and looked at the booth where my girlfriend was talking with a blonde boy. Why did she have to wear that red dress of all things is she actually trying to interest this guy? She never worn anything like that on our dates. I know that I told her to wear casual on our dates so it wouldn't be seen as if we were on a date, but still she could've try a little.

"Sir what will you order?" The waitress asked breaking me from my trance.

"Huh oh I'll have whatever the first item is." I told her handing my menu over to her.

She nodded and walked away. I looked back at my target, and I couldn't believe my eyes. That guy had his hand over Megumi's, and she was letting him! I wanted to punch that blonde, but I couldn't since for the public eye, I was nothing to her. Plus he just has his hand over hers it's not like he was- HE'S FLIRTING WITH HER, AND SHE'S BLUSHING!? THAT'S IT!

I stand up in a fury storming pass the confused waitress with my food. I walked to their booth and slammed my hand on the table. "Sorry to interrupt." I said in a dark tone ready to hurt the guy in front of me.

They both look at me surprised, and Megumi seemed a bit scared at my sudden action. "Yahiro what are yo-"

"Don't speak idiot." I said harsher than I meant to.

"I'm sorry who are you?" The guy asked looking at me.

This guy must not be from here if he doesn't know who I am that, or he has been living under a rock his whole life. "I am Saiga Yahiro the heir to the Saiga financial group now let go of my girlfriend's hand." I said quiet enough so no one else in the Cafe would hear I gave him a death glare as I spoke.