So this is my first H!P fic...
now some of you may hate me for future parts of this because i admit what I have planned...is pretty sad =/ sorry
anyways first part (the chapters are titled by the narrator)
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Chapter one: Yoshizawa Hitomi
I don’t want to do this. I really don’t want to do this.
“Maki, I am not going to do this.” I looked at my shorter companion seriously. “It’s a crush that’s it. I don’t even know why I told you.” Oh wait, yea I do. You kept pestering me because I wouldn't talk to you about who I liked. Even though I told you time and time again I don't like anyone. You somehow managed to twist our conversations around every time to that subject of pretty girls (even if we had started by talking about something so non-related as the thickness of paper). I guess eventually I had to let it slip sometimes. You're too persistent.
She just smirked at me, “Oh come on Yocchan!” she whined putting her hands on her hips. “You can’t keep your eyes off of her during dance rehearsal or even when we are just sitting around in the cafeteria!” She paused and moved her hands onto my shoulders with a firm grip. “Besides…whenever you aren’t looking at her, she can’t keep her eyes off of you.” She winked and whirled me around pushing me forward. Maki could be quiet strong especially when you take into account the size difference between the two of us.
I leaned back and pushed my heels into the carpet in an attempt to stop Makis quest or even slow it down. This just made Maki push harder, much harder, and in turn it backfired and we ended up speeding up instead of slowing down. Maybe if I just keep talking...
“But come on Gocchin, what about work! I mean half the group already thinks I’m some pimp because of that song." I almost pointed out that all the girls wanted me more because I was the more handsome looking boy, but that sometimes pissed her off so I kept that to myself just this once. "Besides, I don’t want to really have the stress of keeping a relationship secret from Tsunku!” That would be a nightmare.
Maki wasn’t listening to me as she started to whistle said song Mr. Moonlight as soon as I mentioned it. I could now clearly see her dressing room door aka our destination. Damnit.
As we stopped in the hallway mere feet from the door Maki whirled me around to face her. She straightened little parts of my clothes and hair that had become slightly askew on our journey here before stepping back for one last survey. Maki smiled brightly,“Now in ya go!”
She pointed to the door with an unmasked glimmer of excitement in her eyes.
“…”
“Yocchhhaaannnn…” she whined, pouting and puffing out her cheeks in annoyance.
I stood there for a moment, she didn't seriously think it would be that easy. That all she had to do was get me to the place and I would suddenly be all ready to go make a love confession. I crossed my arms in defiance and attemptedto walk past her. “No,” was all that I said.
She put out one arm keeping me from sliding past her and escaping away.
“Just do it! You’ll be a lot happier when you tell her~” she almost sang the last part of that sentence as she beamed up at me.
I stepped back with my arms still crossed and narrowed my eyes, “Yea and how do you know that?”
She smiled, “I don’t.”
She goes and makes a bold statement like that and in all reality she isn't sure about it!
I almost fell over. She took this small moment of my shock to open the door and shove me in, I almost falling over in the process but quickly caught myself.
Damnit…couldn’t Maki at least have knocked! For all I know she could have been naked.
Well, thank god that didn’t happen. No she was just sitting the small table writing something. She looked so innocent and cute, like I always see her. I don’t think she even noticed my intrusion, as loud as it was. The older girl seemed to be lost in her own thought.
I faced the door again and turned the handle, I am not going to do this. My escape plan was ruined when I heard Maki from the other side whisper, “no you don’t.” She was out there. If I attempt to leave she will probably do something annoying like actually knock on the door causing the rooms occupant to notice me standing there. Then what would she think? That I've been standing her just watching her...that would be creepy.
“damnit,” I mumbled to myself as I sighed.
“Hitomi?”
I looked back up, sure enough Rika had noticed my little intrusion and was now peering over at me with the utmost look of confusion on her face.
“Oh hey," I scratched the back of my head. Ok, here is your chance. Think of something really witty and complimentary to say to her. "Sorry about not knocking,” was that it? I can be so...uhmm not smart? sometimes...
After sliding whatever she had been writing under a an old script from our show Hello! Morning, that I presume someone had left here, she stood up and took a couple of steps towards me. “Whats up?” she asked looking at me smiling in the beautiful way that she did. I love when she smiles like that. It just makes me all happy inside. I can't really explain it.
No, wait.
I really need to stop thinking about Rika this way, it just isn’t right. Not only are we coworkers but I mean shes a girl. Okay well Maki says there is nothing wrong with that, but then again shes the one who always just wants to sit around and talk about "the hotties" of hello! Project. Oh what can I say, my best friend is a little girl crazy.
I stared at Rika for a moment with her still smiling. I started to feel my face flushing a little and I turned around. “Oh nothing, I just…I’m going to go.”
I placed my hand on the door knob and began to turn it before I remembered Maki standing right outside probably listening to everything we are saying. I quickly dropped my hand back down, I couldn’t leave...
Oh to hell with Maki.
I put my hand back on the door knob when I heard Rika behind me almost inaudible, I couldn’t make out what she had said. She sounded kind of sad...
“Excuse me?” I turned back to face her a little concerned.
She shuffled a little uncertain and was looking down at the flooe, “I just said wait…”
I let my hand fall from the door knob and took a few steps towards her. She seemed scared like she didn't know what she was doing. “Is everything alright?” I walked over and pushed back the few strands of hair that had fallen forward, shielding that beautiful face of hers from the rest of the world. “Come on you can tell me.”
She looked up, her face was beet red. “It’s just I…” She stopped and glanced down at the table where she had been sitting earlier. "I..." Whats going on? Usually shes pretty talkative...but now she can't even get out a sentence. Something is definitely wrong.
“Rika?”
“Yossie I…”
I lifted her chin up with my hand and searched her eyes for what could possibly be wrong. Then time seemed to stop. Her gaze was so innocent…I don’t think I have ever seen anyone look so vulnerable in my life…and still so…beautiful at the exact same time.
“Yossie I…” she tried again. Not getting any further than before. What should I do...
Then I don’t even know what came over me, but it seems the answer to my question just came to me and told me what to do. That this is what needed to be done? I guess…I think...
No, I know.
Slowly I moved my face towards hers. I was still holding gently onto her chin with one hand and with the other I grabbed on to one of her hands and squeezed it lightly.
Before I knew it I had closed my eyes and pressed my lips to hers. They were so soft, so moist and so…unmoving.
I pulled back quickly and looked at her, trying to figure out if this was all okay. I couldn’t read her expression. She almost seemed stunned.
I bit my lip. Good one Yoshizawa, that was not the right move…
I dropped my hand from her face and was about to apologize, when I felt her hand squeeze my own tightly and comforting.
“Yossie I…I think…" She was moving slowly towards me. "I love you,” and for the second time our lips met.
I faintly think I heard through the door Maki say a soft, “yessss…” and then her footsteps as she walked away. I'll thank her later. But at the moment I was a little preoccupied to really care that she had been right. All I care about is Rika.
Looking back on this now; I'm not sure if that was the smartest thing to do, or if it was just safe.