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AKB48 Fanfics / Re: The Amazing Spider Man [Sayamilky]
« Last post by Aidol4846 on March 24, 2018, 10:19:59 PM »
Chapter 1

It was lunch time at Namba High School and Sayaka sat an outside table with his best friend Rika. Sayaka sat on top of the table, his feet sitting on the bench and Rika sat on the bench next to Sayaka’s feet.

Sayaka puts his camera up to his face and starts messing with the aperture and the zoom. “Sayaka, what are you doing?” Rika asked, taking a bite of his sandwich. Sayaka pulls his face away from the camera and looks at Rika.

“I need to take pictures. J.J. Jameson needs pictures for the newspaper by five this afternoon.” Sayaka says, putting his face back up to the camera. As he continues to adjust the aperture and the zoom of his camera, Watanabe Miyuki walks into the frame. Rika nudges Sayaka’s new with his shoulder as he notices Miyuki walking across the quad.

Rika watches a smile appear on Sayaka’s face. “There’s the smile that I love.” he says, shoving Sayaka, making him fall off the table and onto the ground.

“What was that for?” Sayaka screeches as he inspects his camera, making sure it didn’t break. Rika gives a shrug of his shoulder before helping Sayaka off the concrete.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to shove you that hard,” he says looking around. “But hey, guess who’s looking over here!” Rika says, jumping up and down. Sayaka grabs his shoulders, forcing him to stop jumping and looks around the quad. His eyes meeting pretty brown eyes, already knowing they belonged to Watanabe Miyuki.

Sayaka averts his eyes and sits back on top of the able and Rika also taking his precious seat. “Great, she probably saw you push me off the table.” Sayaka groans, putting his head in his hands.

“C’mon Riho, stop hitting yourself!” Sayaka and Rika turn their head towards the yelling and then look at each other. They look in the direction that the yelling came from and see a group of people standing around something, some of the kids pointing and laughing.

Before Sayaka can realize what’s happening, he’s on his feet, making his way over to the people. He pushes his way to the front of the group with Rika closely behind. He sighs as he watches the scene unfold in front of him.

Kinoshita Momoka, the school jock, has Riho’s Hands in his own, hitting Riho with his own hands, therefore, making Riho hit himself. Momoka decides that Riho hitting himself wasn’t enough and points to one of his jock friends. “Hand me that tray.” Momoka says with a grin. Momoka is handed the tray full of food and sets in on the ground before looking over at Riho. “Hope you’re hungry for some macaroni and cheese and what looks like green bean casserole.” Momoka says, grabbing Riho and flipping him upside down, shoving Riho’s face into the food. “C’mon Riho, eat your food!” Momoka yells with a smile.

“Momoka, put him down.” Sayaka says, taking few steps forward. Momoka looks at his left to see Sayaka, his camera hanging around his neck.

“Yamamoto, take a picture for the school newspaper.” Momoka says, lifting Riho from the tray before smashing his face back into the tray making Sayaka sigh.

“I’m not going to do that. Now put him down.” Sayaka says, crossing her arms over his chest.

“Or what?” Momoka says with a laugh, focusing his attention back to Riho.

“Just put him down, Aho!” Sayaka says with a smirk. Momoka drops Riho and turns to Sayaka.

“What did you just say?” Momoka asks with his hands clenched into fists. Sayaka fills but smirks.

“Did I stutter?” Sayaka asks, raising his eyebrows.

“You’re dead Yamamoto!” Momoka says before taking a step towards Sayaka. Momoka raises his hand and just as Sayaka thinks that he’s about to get punched, his camera is snatched from around his neck. “Would you look at this? Yamamoto’s most prized possession. You boys wanna play a little game of catch?” Momoka asks his jock friends. A few of them smile and give a small nod and spread out. Momoka starts throwing it to the person closest to him before it’s tossed back to the next person.

“That thing is more expensive than your life so stop before you break it!” Sayaka says through gritted teeth. Momoka gets the camera again, barely catching it and looks at one of his friends.

“Go long,.” Momoka says with a smirk, watching his friend run halfway across the quad. “Keep going!” Momoka falls as he watches his friend go all the way across the quad. Momoka brings his arm back and the forward releasing the camera. Sayaka watches as his camera soars through the air, running towards it just in case it falls short. Sayaka stops as he realizes the camera is going to make it to the other kid and watches as his camera approaches the boy. The boy holds his hands out, ready to catch the camera but as the camera approaches the boy, it slips right through his hands and smashes onto the ground, shattering into pieces. The boy quickly runs away from the camera and the crowd slowly disappears. “That’s what you get!” Sayaka hears as he walks to his camera. He takes a knee next to his camera, looking at the damage, picking up the different pieces.

“No!” Sayaka says angrily, putting a hand to his forehead. “No, no, no, no, no, no!” He says, running a hand through his hair.

“Sayaka?” Rika asks, approaching his friend and putting a hand on his shoulder.

“It isn’t fixable Rika. I’m going to have to buy a new one and that isn’t even the worst part. I lost all of my photos from the past week. What am I supposed to tell J.J Jameson when I don’t have his pictures?” Sayaka rambles. The bell rings, indicating that lunch is over and Rika looks down at Sayaka.

“I’m gonna head to class, see you later?” Rika asks. He earns a shrug and slowly walks to class and Sayaka starts mumbling to himself.

Miyuki looks around and noticed Sayaka still on the ground next to his camera, his head in his hands. “Hey Akari, I’ll catch you later.” Miyuki says, walking over to Sayaka, not waiting for a response. “Hey.” Miyuki says, sitting next to Sayaka. Sayaka looks up and sees none other than the Watanabe Miyuki.

“Hi...” Sayaka says with a small smile. Miyuki looks down at the camera and pick up some of the pieces.

“What you did,” Miyuki pauses to look at Sayaka, “was cool and the right thing to do. Poor Riho, he’s always taking what Momoka throws at him and then there’s you who fights back no matter what might happen.” Miyuki says with a smile.

“What are you doing after school?” Sayaka asks after a few seconds of silence. Miyuki raises her eyebrows questionably.

“I have to give a tour at Oscorp at two, why?” Miyuki asks.

“I’m going to use my dad’s camera to take pictures. Do you mind if I show up and take pictures? I have to get pictures to J.J Jameson by five tonight.”

“Sure, I’ll get someone to make you a name tag.” Miyuki says standing up, Sayaka standing up as well.

“Thanks, I really appreciate it.” Sayaka says, scratching the back of his neck.

“No problem, I love helping out my favorite photographer.” Miyuki says with a wink.

“Yeah, what would you do without this nerd who takes pictures of you and your club members?” Sayaka asks sarcastically.

“We would be lost without you.” Miyuki says, nudging Sayaja in the side with her elbow.

“I’m sure someone else from the school newspaper would love to take pictures of you and your club memebers.” Sayaka says.

“Maybe, but none of them would be as good as you. Plus, you’re practically a professional. You take pictures for the Daily Bugle!” Miyuki exclaims.

“Well, th-“

“Yamamoto Sayaka!” Miyuki earns playfully and Sayaka holds his hands up in mock surrender.

“Alright! Alright!” Sayaka says with a smile. “We should probably head to class, especially with that test coming up.” Sayaka says.

“Are you saying you want to go to class?” Miyuki asks surprised.

“I’m just trying to pass my senior year and I can’t do that if I don’t show up to my classes.” Sayaka points out.

“Good point.” Miyuki says, picking up the remaining pieces of Sayaka’s camera. “What do you want to do with these?” Miyuki asks, holding her hand out, the pieces sitting in her hand.

Sayaka looks down at Miyuki’s hand and takes the pieces out of her hand and walks over to the trash can, dumping the pieces in the trash. “Alright, let’s get to class.”

to be continued...

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Is it time for the confession?
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AKB48 Fanfics / Re: Lie (YuriAnnin) - Chapter 6: Rejection & First step
« Last post by Miniju on March 24, 2018, 11:19:05 AM »
@four4four: I don't know what Yuria was doing too... :P Thank you for commenting ^^

Hello! Will Yuria stop doing stupid things....? :P

Have a nice reading :)

Chapter 6: Rejection & First step

“I’m sorry Rena.” I released her hands, stepping back.

She stared at me, upset. I felt horrible. I just pushed her away. Even though what happened, we spent a good time together. But I didn’t want to go further.

“It’s okay. I-” She stopped talking, looking away from me.

A light sigh escaped her mouth. She must have been disappointed. She turned around and left me. I didn’t have to feel guilty. I hoped that I shouldn’t have to. I didn’t know. I could add another problem for the week. Great. And it will be awkward at work.

Finally, it wasn’t. Rena acted as usual. She didn’t show anything. I didn’t really know if she wasn’t upset or if she hid it. I didn’t want to care about it.

“You’re still here Yuria?” Jurina asked me.

I stopped dancing and turned the music off.

“I-I don’t want to go home.”

She looked at me, confused. She walked to me, putting her hand on my shoulder. I stared in front of me, in the mirror.

“You know, you look exhausted.” She told me, a slight smile on her lips.

I let out a sigh. I really didn’t want to go home. I hadn’t seen Anna for days. I just- I wanted to see her but it afraid me. My heart turned wild every time she was around.

“You’re right.” I admitted and took my stuff.

Jurina and I left. I decided to take a warm shower once I reached my flat. Anna should have been there for a long time already. I wondered what she was doing. I walked on the balcony, as almost every day.
The sky. I tried hard to still look up at it. Anna was here, next to me, on her own balcony. I wanted to hold myself. A bit ironic. Before, I just ignored her. I liked to look at the sky. But now, I wanted to look at her. I cast a quick glance at her. She was staring at the stars. She looked so gorgeous, as always.

“Yuria…” Her voice sounded like a whisper.

I walked to the gate which separated our balconies. It was as if something dragged me. Anna was intensely looking at me. I put my two hands on the cold metal. She stood up and went in front me. I felt my hand warmed up. I glanced at it. Anna's hands were upon mine. I couldn't help, but I gazed at her again. She was so perfect. I noticed how close our faces were. I didn't want to step back. I looked at her lips. I wanted to taste them so badly. My heart pounded widely. I finally leaned over until I felt her mouth against mine. I kissed her. She didn't push me away. I raised my arm and stroked her cheek, deepening the kiss. I felt her lips playing with mine. I enjoyed it. She put her hand on my waist. The gate limited our skin touches. I released her lips little by little. I looked into her eyes. I wanted to hold her right now but I couldn't.
We didn't speak. Anna looked empty. Did I do something wrong? She showed me a light smile. It seemed bittersweet. Why? She left a light kiss on my lips before leaving me alone. Did she regret it? I just hoped she wasn't upset. She kissed me back. Did she have feelings for me? I was lost, again.

I woke up, prepared myself to go to the work. I closed my door. I felt nervous. I didn’t see Anna. We were used to going to work together, but I couldn’t wait for her. I was afraid. The way she pulled away yesterday made me think something was wrong.

“Hi Yuria.” Jurina almost shouted, coming to me.

I smiled, greeting her back. I quickly looked around in the room. Anna was already here.


“Huh? Yes?”

“You’re spacing out.” She giggled a bit.

“Sorry.” I turned my eyes to my friend again.

Our choreographer called us, Rena and Anna by her side. I tried to not look at my neighbour. It was hard, I could stare at her for hours.

“You will try the new outfits.”

The new outfits? Will we have a new dance? 

“Kizaki and Matsui, you will come first to try the center’s outfit.”

I looked at Jurina, she didn’t seem stunned at all. Center? Again. Wait, did I miss something? We nodded and followed the designers.
“That’s so great Yuria! We will be center again.” Jurina smiled like a kid.

“I didn’t think that will happen again.” I honestly answer.

She chuckled, and we went in the room.

“You can remove your clothes.” Anna told me, blushing a bit.

Jurina and I followed her order. Anna gave me my outfit while Rena was next to us with my friend. Anna was staring at me. She looked really focused on her work.

“Perhaps if…” She mumbled, coming closer to me.

I felt her hands on my back. I held my breath, feeling my cheeks become red. I cast a quick glance at Jurina, she was looking at me, curious. Anna’s breathing was on my neck. Jurina tried to not laugh at me, seeing how embarrassed I was. Anna moved away, and I turned around without meeting her eyes.

“Wait.” She went down to my thighs, touching the tissue of the outfit.

I could feel her warm hands on my skin. My heart pounded fast in my chest as if it was going to explode. I coughed a bit. She raised her head, looking at me. She seemed to understand, her cheeks were quickly coloured with red. She stood up, muttering everything was okay. I bowed a bit before putting my usual clothes and leave.
“It was embarrassing.” Jurina told me when she went out a few minutes after me.

“D-Don’t laugh! It was horrible.”

“What happened with Anna?” She asked with puppy eyes.

My face became redder when I remembered our kiss.

“It’s none of your business.” I mumbled, looking away from Jurina.

She stayed quiet. I knew she will not give up that easily. I took my bottle and started drinking the cold water.

“You kissed?”

I spit the water on the ground before coughing heavily.

“Is everything okay here?” Anna asked, going out from the room.

I looked at her, still coughing.

“Y-Yuria? Are you okay?” She asked in a worried tone.

She came closer and began to stroke my back slowly to soothe the coughs. It was a murder attempt. Jurina clearly tried to kill me. She didn’t move from her spot, still staring at me, dumbfounded. I could find a regular breathing way quickly.

“T-Thank you.”

Anna showed me a slight smile. Something was wrong. And I didn’t know what. After some seconds, she left me with the stunned Jurina.

“But why is it awkward?” She asked me, tilted her head.

“She didn’t say anything. It looked as if she regrets it.” I let out a light sigh.

“I don’t think she regrets it.” Jurina paused a few seconds. “The way she looks at you, she cares about you Yuria.”

I looked at my friend, surprised. Serious Jurina was next to me. Did Anna care? I didn’t know. I didn’t understand. But I couldn’t let the things like they were. I smiled at Jurina.

“I’ll try to talk to her.”

She nodded and smiled back. I hoped to have an answer.

Anna and I left our workplace at the same time, but I couldn’t talk to her. She was right next to me, and my voice stayed stuck in my throat. I kept quiet until I reached home. I let out a long sigh. Maybe, I should have just knocked on her door. I didn’t know what do to. Some fresh air could be right. I stepped on the balcony. Anna was here. I looked at her. I easily distinguished her perfect curves, her slender waist under the cute dress she was wearing. I also could see her bare neck and shoulders. Her skin looked smooth, I wanted to taste it. Our kiss was not enough. I wanted to feel her lips again. She didn't look at me, she was gazing up at the dark sky as she always did. Like I was used to doing before, but now, I looked at her. I liked the serious face that she had. I wanted to see her smile. It felt like I didn’t see it for a long time. I would have liked to hear her sweet laugh with this smile. It sounded like a soft melody. She left her balcony when I was still daydreaming about her. I let out a sigh. I decided to come back inside, I had nothing to do anymore. I heard a light knock on my home door. I opened it, seeing someone unexpected.   

“A-Anna?” I muttered in a stunned tone.

To Be Continued…
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