"Please! I think we could really be a great band!"

Yamamachi loudly yells to the flustered Alexandria sitting on her queen-sized bed.

"H- halo... aren't y- you a little c- close..." She slowly retreats to the other side of the bed.

Her red hair spreads across the large, soft sakura tree sheet.

"Seriously, you need to cut your hair shorter, isn't it a bit hard to keep in tack?" He puts his messy black hair into a man bun.

"You have long hair too!" She yells, alerting her mother downstairs.

"You two better not be doing anything dirty up there! I swear I will put this flip-flop so far up your ass!" Alexandria's mother yells.

"You know I'm not like that, Ms. Downski!" Yamamachi giggles a little.

Alexandria giggles a little as well and pulls the sheet over her legs, wrinkling the entire thing.

"Have you beat the mission on bubblecats? "Alexandria asks. "I almost did, but my phone died." He answers, pointing his phone at her, showing the final moments of the mission before his phone hit zero.

"Lucky! I can barely get past the first half." She snuggles her face into her bubble cat plush.

Yamamachi crawls over to her and tackles the red bubble cat next to her. "How are they so soft?" He asks.

"Wish I knew." She answers completely ignoring the fact of how close he is.

"Anyways, about the idea, you are great at the guitar, we could do guitar duets!" He exclaims ecstatic.

She flings her head up as if someone said her name. "But I have stage fright! I could barely be a tree in our elementary play. You couldn't even tell it was me either!"

"Well, let's see what you can do with just me." Yamamachi lunges off the bed and grabs her pink, sakura blossom guitar. He walks over to her as she maneuvers to the end of the bed towards him.

She slowly takes the guitar from him. "..." She strums the guitar, perfectly in tune. She exhales... and plays. Yamamachi's jaw drops. She plays a light pop tune, from the latest Big Bax Z song, 'Pumping Love'. "You've been practicing!" His yelling scares her causing her to discontinue the soft beat. "Yama! I was doing well-" "Did... just give me a nickname?"