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AKB48 Fanfics => AKB48 Fanfics => Topic started by: FAndoM48 on August 19, 2015, 01:23:07 PM
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Yahho~! It is I, FAndoM48
or most likely known as Potato Kouhai (I'm kidding, no one calls me that).
Anyway, if you hadn't noticed, I have been making fan-fictions as a member of this forum for about five months now.
I've been thinking a lot these past few weeks after someone recommended me the idea, and decided that I'd open up a thread to dump all my OS fics in XD
And plus, coincidentally, this is my 48th post! Hurray~!
And so without further ado, welcome!
Here are my OS' scattered in this forum so far:
Breathe ( Yuko x Torigoya) (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=39158)
Just Being Beside You ( Shibuya x Dance ) (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=39181)
Secrets and Radio Stations ( KumiYuri ) (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=39221)
The Endless Sky and You ( Nezumi x Center ) (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=39256)
Present ( Shibuya x Dance ) (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=39300)
Going Too Far ( FuruYanagi ) (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=39398)
Love ( Nezumi x Center ) (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=39557)
Reward ( FuruYanagi ) (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=39571)
Private Event ( RenaKei ) (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=39598)
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Le List of Le Fics
Kiss - WMatsui (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=39621.msg1344917#msg1344917)
Important - KojiYuu (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=39621.msg1345130#msg1345130)
Our Song - FuuMiru (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=39621.msg1345289#msg1345289)
Two Roses - WMatsui (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=39621.msg1345532#msg1345532)
Valentine's - AtsuYuu & AtsuMina (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=39621.msg1346332#msg1346332)
Scream - Kurobara x Shirogiku (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=39621.msg1346427#msg1346427)
Graduation - WMatsui (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=39621.msg1346957#msg1346957)
Bizenjima - NMB48 Girls (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=39621.msg1347691#msg1347691)
Dating 101 - 48Girls (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=39621.msg1347925#msg1347925)
Sick - YuiParu (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=39621.msg1348677#msg1348677)
Truth or Dare - SKE48 Girls + WMatsui (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=39621.msg1349114#msg1349114)
Truth or Dare Pt. 2 - SKE48 Girls + UhaRara (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=39621.msg1351513#msg1351513)
A Pervert and Jealousy - FuruYanagi (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=39621.msg1352163#msg1352163)
Twitter - KumiYuri (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=39621.msg1354064#msg1354064)
Promises - KojiYuu (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=39621.msg1355006#msg1355006)
Hanabi wa Owaranai - KumiYuri (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=39621.msg1355999#msg1355999)
A Family - WMatsui (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=39621.msg1356885#msg1356885)
I Will Always Love You - KojiYuu (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=39621.msg1358564#msg1358564)
Inspirations - FuuMiru (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=39621.msg1358822#msg1358822)
365 Days - KojiYuu (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=39621.msg1359598#msg1359598)
Missing You - FuruYanagi (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=39621.msg1363976#msg1363976)
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Kiss
"Hey, Jurina, can you do me a favor?" Rena asked, nudging her seatmate, her tone as if she was in a rush.
Jurina, ever her faithful friend, nodded, "What do you need?"
Rena breathed out in relief and practically dropped a thick pile of test papers on Jurina's desk.
The younger girl looked up quizzically, "What do I do with this?"
"Those are all my exams from this whole semester. Record them all on this notebook."
She placed a yellow notebook on top of the pile and two black pens.
"I'll give you a kiss on the cheek after my meeting at the student council, I swear."
And with that, the elder Matsui grabbed her bag and left the classroom in a hurry.
Jurina merely smiled her off.
She'd do the task even without the kiss.
She loved Rena, after all, and would do anything to make the girl happy.
☆☆☆
Jurina yawned and streched her arms, shaking her weary wrists.
"That was a lot of writing," she giggled to herself, proud of the gorgeous work she made on Rena's notebook.
It was the early afternoon, and the sun was just beginning to set.
Jurina was alone in the deserted classroom that belonged to her and the elder Matsui.
She glanced at her wristwatch, still wondering why the said girl wasn't back yet.
She pouted a bit, and walked around the room in large strides, hoping to get rid of her boredness.
A few minutes later, the door swung open, and Rena stepped reluctantly inside.
"Ah, you're still here?" she smiled, "Did you do it?"
Jurina nodded and drew her lips into a pout playfully, as if reminding Rena about that kiss on the cheek as her reward.
Rena didn't get it and tilted her head slightly for a few seconds before speaking, "Thanks a bunch!"
The younger's lips disappointedly curled into a small smile.
She strode back to her seat to get her bag, while Rena picked the test papers.
"Of course she's joking," Jurina mentally slapped herself, "She never kissed me on the cheek, and she never will."
She grabbed her bag and looked back at Rena, who was smiling at her.
She smiled back and adjusted her bag's strap on her shoulder, but as she was doing so, she was caught off guard.
She felt a gentle hand brush her shoulder, and the next thing she felt was a soft peck.
On the lips.
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Ahhh iam glad that you make a list of your fic,
Its make me easy to find your fic hehee..
I love your kojiyuu fic and wmatsui. Keep writing author san (idontknowyourname) hehee..
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Yes this is sweet.. :inlove:
Please write more about wmatsui and Jurimayu author-san.. :bow:
And do you planing to write a long shot? I would love to read it.. :w00t: Cz your writing style is great.. :twothumbs
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*save spots
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@shanju - Thank you~ :D You can call me Kou XD It's short for Kouhai/Kouri
@Raizel - Thanks~! :3 I'm actually thinking of making an SKE48 fic based on the Kataomoi PV. It'll be a long-shot :)
Important
It was an average day at AKB48's theater.
"Yuko! Give that back!"
Yup. Such an average day it was.
"Make me!"
Yuko stuck her tongue out at the older girl as she ran around the backstage, keeping Haruna's phone close to her chest and out of reach.
Haruna, who wasn't very athletic, easily lost to the short squirrel's hyperactive agility.
She groaned. She was irritated. Mad. Furious. Annoyed. Every other word that described her fury.
"Fine!" She shouted, "If that's how you're gonna be, then keep the damn thing!"
The girls around them stopped talking to wonder whatever the heck that loud voice was.
All they saw was Yuko standing in place, dumbfounded and feeling stupid for bringing herself too far as an angry Haruna stomped her way towards the dressing room, slamming the door shut the minute she entered.
"What did you do this time, squirt?" Takamina, being the first who became concerned and gained enough mind to process everything that happened, approached the taller midget.
Yuko blinked. Once. Twice.
Did her Haruna really leave her like that?
"Yo, don't stare at the door like that. Nyannyan ain't coming out, you know. It was your fault."
Cheers to the midget for making Yuko feel worse.
"Gee, thanks for the comforting words," Yuko glared.
☆☆☆
Haruna leaned against the door, trying to regain her calmness.
"I heard that," said Mariko out of the blue, startling the other tall airhead.
The queen of comedy was fixing her make-up before the other bursted in.
"It was Yuko," Haruna huffed.
"Who else would it be?"
Haruna groaned inwardly.
"She took my phone, Mari-chan!"
"Oh no," Mariko gasped fakely.
"Don't say it like that," Haruna's eyebrows furrowed.
Is Mariko going to be like Yuko too?
"You know how important my phone is to me! It's my life!"
"You know she just wants your attention, Nyannyan."
"I know, but--"
"You've always been busy with your phone and video games," Mariko unexpectedly broke into a senior-like lecture.
"And even though you two barely see each other, you choose to ignore Yuko just to update your Instagram. If Yuko did the same thing, wouldn't you try to get her attention too?"
Haruna still couldn't believe the older girl's unexpected change of character, but succumbed to her words since she was in fact correct.
Mariko smiled.
"Besides, is your phone really that important to you?"
The older said, opening the door slightly, enough for Haruna to take a peek outside.
Yuko was in a far corner of the backstage, sitting cross-legged on the floor, taking frequent glances at the dressing room.
She looked troubled.
It didn't take a while for Haruna to realize what she had done.
She exited the room, silently thanking her best friend and walked towards her squirrel.
"Make us proud, Nyannyan," Mariko grinned widely, mentally pumping her fist.
Oh, what a great job she had done.
☆☆☆
Yuko wondered solemnly.
"What if Nyannyan hates me?"
It was possible.
"What if she'll never let me grope her again?"
That'd most likely happen.
"Stupid phone," she groaned, tightening her grip on the device in her hands, "Stupid me."
"Stupid who?"
Yuko got startled and out of reflex, raised her head and found Haruna towering over her, expressionless.
"I'm sorry," she managed to utter.
Haruna sighed and crouched down and extended her hand to Yuko, silently asking for her phone.
Yuko, of course, being sane enough, handed it back to its owner.
After Haruna safely pocketed it, she took Yuko's arm and helped her up.
"D-Does this mean you're forgiving me?" Yuko asked, eyes filled with hope.
Haruna looked back at her small partner, "Don't get the wrong idea. If you do that again, I'm kicking you out of my apartment."
Yuko happily grinned to the newly formed rule.
"Can I still grope you?"
"No!"
Haruna felt Yuko's arms wrap around her waist.
"How about this?"
She pouted a bit.
"That'll do."
The squirrel grinned her widest grin yet, and continued cuddling her Nyannyan.
Perhaps, that goofy smile on that idiot's face was more important than her phone.
And since she was the only one who can make her smile like that, it was very important.
Very important, indeed.
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AHHH~ I miss KojiYuu :depressed:
Thanks, Kouhai! :mon inluv:
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Ohh ok, kou san.. hehe :on GJ:
Kouhai? I think your writing skill like you already senpai hehee
Yeayyy its kojiyuu again >,<
I love kojiyuu and atsuyuu and wmatsui
And this os is so sweet,
Make me relax after read this, hehe
Thanks kou san.. :byebye:
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@ChibiRine - I miss it too. Thanks, senpai~!
@shanju - Hehe~ Thanks! I'm glad you liked this. :D You're welcome~~
Our Song
"The next song will be my turn too!" Fuuko said excitedly for the fifth time that night.
The young girl had dragged Miru Shiroma all the way to a karaoke joint right after a performance at the NMB theater.
Why Fuuko was still as energetic as a kid who engulfed a crap load of sugar, nobody quite knew.
Miru watched her, sitting on the couch in the private room they rented.
She'd been watching her for a long time now, since she had nothing else better to do because Fuuko had been hogging all the songs to herself, and they were only given one mic.
"Your turn again?" She sighed.
But it wasn't like she was tired of the other's singing, it was just that she wanted to sing too.
"Why not?" Fuuko pouted.
"You've been karaoke-ing all night, and I only got one turn. Why am I even here?
"Well..."
The girl frowned.
Honestly, Fuuko's frown was the last thing Miru ever wanted to see.
Her frown always looked so damn solemn and pitiful; heck, even if she's faking it, she could easily get anyone to do what she wants.
That's how great her acting skills are.
"Why don't we duet?"
Miru's eyes re-focused on Fuuko's face, which was finally rid of that horrible expression.
"I think it's a nice idea. What about you, Mirurun?" She smiled.
'That's better,' Miru thought to herself.
"I do too, but we only have one mic. What do we do about that?"
Fuuko thought for a bit, and without noticing, that wretched frown surfaced back onto her face.
Going back to Miru, the younger panicked, although concious not to show any sign of it.
"How about we share it?"
"Nice idea~!"
Fuuko trotted off to grab the songbook, skimming the pages, humming a familiar tune.
Looks like she decided the song to duet beforehand.
She went ahead and set-up everything, with Miru watching curiously.
The title came up.
'Boku dake no Secret Time'
"Doesn't this bring back memories?" Fuuko grinned.
"Of course it does," said Miru, "We filmed it this year."
Fuuko pouts, "Don't ruin my moment!"
Miru just smiled and joined Fuuko in front of the television, her hands grazing the older's which held the mic.
The lively music begun, signaling the start of another memorable night for the two.
It's my first time writing about these two so I might be kinda bad at it, and I decided to write this after I got curious and played Fuuko's route in AKB1/149 Renai SSK XD
She was too friggin' adorable, calling herself Fuufuu and other things. I never knew Yagura was this cute //fangirls :luvluv1:
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OMG. OMG. OMG! :mon inluv:
FuuMiruuuuuuuuuuuuuu~ :luvluv1:
I. LIKE. IT! :hehehe:
Now, FuuMiru is really cute, eh? :dunno:
Fuuchan being the cute one and Mirurun as the sexy one. :farofflook:
I am so lucky that I influenced you~ MUAHAHAHAHA! :on gay:
Waiting for more KojiYuu, FuuMiru, and RenaKei from you~ :mon bye:
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@ChibiRine - I'm more lucky to have been influenced by you XD Mirurun is real sexy, I agree. I'll wait for more fics from you too~ o w o
Two Roses
Another concert with AKB48 was nearing its end.
Jurina Matsui of SKE ran to the backstage after an enthusiastic performance of Oogoe Diamond to change costumes.
After a quick change, she noticed something at the corner of her eye.
It was Rena; laying among a pile of discarded clothes, sleeping.
Jurina flicked her eyes to the TV displayed in the dressing room.
She still had a bit of time, since her seniors were doing an MC.
Without any other hesitations, she walked towards the other Matsui and made herself comfortable on the floor beside her.
She gazed at the sleeping face of the older girl.
It was at these kinds of times that Jurina was able to observe her face deeply without getting shooed.
She looked peaceful.
Peaceful despite the hardships SKE was currently going through, with all the members graduating and all.
During the past few months, they had lost Kumi, Mizuki, Kanako, the two Shiori's, and a couple few loved members.
Jurina was glad that Rena was able to sleep so peacefully like this.
Observing her a lot more, her features completely dominated her senses.
Beautiful fair skin.
Gorgeous long black hair.
Everything of Rena Matsui.
"...If you were a rose..."
Jurina absentmindedly began singing.
"...that enhanced this vase..."
She grazed Rena's hair with her fingertips.
"...I'm fine with just staring at you for eternity..."
She started stroking her hair.
"...Even without touching..."
The lyrics didn't quite match her current situation, but nevertheless, she continued her touches.
Rena let out a soft groan before opening her eyes.
Being fully awake.
"Ah, sorry," Jurina immediately apologized the minute it came to her that Rena was concious, and withdrew her hand.
"Wh.. What were you doing?" She asked.
"I.."
"The MC's nearly over!" One staff member called.
"I-I'll talk to you later!" Jurina shuffled to her feet in a rush, and ran back to the stage.
Rena sighed.
The music started; She watched on TV as Jurina performed another cheerful performance with tons of cheering fans.
"...Two roses..."
She sang softly from where the younger girl left off.
"...If you were a rose, let me see it here with my own eyes..."
Jurina wholeheartedly sang, jumping and dancing with such enthusiasm that even the fans can't help but scream and shout lively.
"...Even if that flower was to wither and fall..."
Rena smiled.
It was her turn to gaze at Jurina as if she was an extraordinarily irreplaceable diamond.
"...Your everything is dear to me."
Fanfic inspired by Hentairin and the gang HAHAHA, I miss them </3
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it's good! :mon thumb:
write more about wmatsui!! :mon squee: :mon squee:
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FuruYanagi pls or Iwanaga Tsugumi x Airin.... I love those two together XD Tsuuchan being Airin oshi and all that XD
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Akkk wmatsui >,<
I will miss this couple so bad,
Because only 5 days remaining until rena chan graduation..
Hmmm now you make me remember that again kou san :tantrum:
Can i request atsuyuu? >,<
Ahahaaa
Good job kou san :mon thumb:
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@key17 - Will do! Right after I get over Renahyon's graduation. :depressed:
@MaYukiIsLife - I've heard about Airin and Tsuuchan~! I'll try doing a fic of them XD
@shanju - Rena-chan's graduating already :'( Have some AtsuMina. And a bit of AtsuYuu.
Valentine's
Yuko purposely collided her body against Minami's short figure, trying her best to leave the other girl in the dust.
"I'm gonna get there first, midget!" She cackled deviously.
Minami recollected herself and picked up her lost pace to keep up with Yuko.
"Not if I get there before you do!"
Both girls sprinted to Atsuko's apartment, the bags slung on their shoulders shaking from their intense running.
The said apartment came into view, and that was enough to motivate the two idiot midgets to dash with all their might.
A loud crash was heard by the nearby townsfolk as two bodies crashed into another.
Yuko raised her head from the stone floor, feeling her right cheek heat up a bit as a bit of blood trickled from it.
Minami, on the other hand, was lucky enough to land on the chest of whoever it was she and Yuko had hit.
The shorter midget took her words back when she realized exactly who it was.
Atsuko.
☆☆☆
Valentines Day.
Oh, how Yuko loved that day.
It was a day where she would take Haruna out for a date.
Just the two of them.
But on a certain February the 14th, Haruna flew to Paris for an advertisment recording.
Yuko was left alone to celebrate.
Well, at least she thought so.
A thought grazed her mind, and she realized that she hasn't visited her in a while.
She went ahead and put some pants on, freshened up, and went out to hang at Atsuko Maeda, fellow ex-AKB48 member's place.
☆☆☆
For some weird reason, at around 5AM on the same day in your average public park in Akihabara, AKB48's General Manager was sleeping on a bench.
How she was able to sleep in the cold park without being found out was a complete mystery that no one bothers to solve.
She awoke with a jolt and checked her wristwatch.
She looked around the bench and found the park starting to open its doors.
"Just in time," she smirked.
She casually walked towards the entrance of the park, avoiding being too flashy.
But since she was 148.5 centimeters short and her shirt's pattern was camouflage, she wouldn't be noticed immediately even if she wanted to.
As expected, the usual flower shops were getting themselves cozy near the gates.
Minami gave off a small, proud laugh.
It was that time of the year again.
She was going to surprise Atsuko, and hopefully, she would like it better compared to the previous year's 'incident'.
Let's just say that they weren't allowed to step into McDonald's for a year because of it.
This year, she was sure she would be able to give Yuko the best Valentines' ever.
Wait a second.
"Yuko?!"
The said girl turned to the direction where she heard her name.
The squirrel's eyes widened.
"Takamina! What'cha doing here so early?"
Yuko was standing by a flower stand, obviously buying flowers, but unknown for whom.
Minami trotted towards the other girl to buy a bouquet too.
"I'm buying flowers for Acchan," she said, giving the vendor the money for the flowers.
"How about you? Buying some before Nyannyan comes home?"
Yuko giggles softly, "She isn't coming back in a week, sadly."
"Funny, who else would you give flowers to?"
"Acchan, of course."
Minami stared, dumbfounded.
That was when Yuko got hit with the bullet from realization's gun.
"Oh," She mumbled.
Without a few seconds passing, Yuko scrambled to her feet and started running, forgetting the bouquet she was supposed to get.
"Oi, Yuko!" Minami shouted and ran too, also leaving her own flowers for the surprise.
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Minami glared in jealousy as Atsuko carefully treated the small cut on Yuko's cheek.
They were in the living room of Atsuko's apartment; Yuko and Atsuko sat on one couch, and Minami sat on the opposite.
Yuko just smiled smugly.
"What the heck did you two think you were doing?" Atsuko frowned and gently put a band-aid on the wound.
"Yuko's cheating on Nyannyan," Minami grunted with srunched eyebrows.
"Am not," Yuko replied.
Atsuko just giggled.
"Takamina, you know Yuko just wants company, right?"
Minami puffed her cheeks.
Atsuko gestured the girl to sit on her lap.
Minami hesitated, but succumbed to her desires and stood up anyway.
"There we go," Atsuko breathed, snaking her arms around Minami's body, "Still jealous?"
"Nope~" The midget hummed.
She turned to Yuko, who was calmly observing the two.
"Oi you, get jealous over me too."
Yuko grinned, "I don't have to."
"Why not?"
"Acchan's mine. She can do that to me anytime. Right, Acchan?"
"Why you--!"
Atsuko laughed and restrained Minami from probably strangling Yuko.
☆☆☆
"No surprise this year, Minami?" Atsuko smiled questioningly.
Minami's own smile faded into a disappointed frown.
"Apparently, no."
"Why, what happened last year?" Yuko butted into the conversation with some ice candy from Atsuko's freezer.
"Don't go that far, Yuko," Minami said, "You do not want to know."
☆☆☆
"Look, Takamina, you really don't have to get jealous about anything."
Atsuko did her best to comfort her girlfriend that night.
They were just getting ready for bed.
"But you two have been flirting all day!" Whined the midget, rolling around and making a mess of Atsuko's bed.
Atsuko sighed.
"I love you, though."
Minami stopped and looked at Atsuko, one eyebrow raised, "I know you love her too."
"That's true, but I love you more."
Atsuko leaned down and placed a soft kiss on Minami's cheek as proof.
Minami hugged Atsuko as an "I love you too".
A few minutes of silence passed before Atsuko broke it.
"I love Yuuchan most, though," she giggled.
Minami playfully slapped Atsuko's shoulder, "Hey!"
"I'm kidding! I'm kidding!"
Yuko emerged from the bathroom, fresh from a shower with her toothbrush in between her teeth.
"She ain't joking, squirt," Yuko winked jokingly.
☆☆☆
"Hey, Takamina, I kissed Acchan first~!" Yuko grinned, making herself comfy on the bed while showing her kiss scene with Atsuko during Heavy Rotation to Minami.
"Acchan kissed me too! Behind the scenes!" Minami drew her tongue out in an irritating manner.
Yuko crinkled her nose and puffed her cheeks at the action.
She then grabbed Atsuko, who was browsing her phone in between them, and pulled her into a small kiss.
"Ha! I beat you, midget!"
"UNFAIR!!"
Atsuko was confused and regretted whatever she got herself into.
She could not believe she was going to put up with them for a whole night.
But in another way, she was glad the two people she loved were getting along.
Well, if by getting along, you mean fighting each other for Atsuko's love, then indeed, the two midgets got along well.
It's been a few days since my last post~! School interfered and I'm doomed for my Physical Education class. :err:
Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it~! I believe I have a long way to go before making a fic that makes sense XD
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Yeahh, iam so gloomy this past few days, :err:
and now
48G without rena... :on cloudeye:
But, lets foget about that, even rena graduated, she still in my heart.. :cool1:
Thanks for writing atsuyuu fic, hehe i know its atsuyuu and atsumina but i love them. I love yuko and takamina interactions, so funny :lol:
Waiting your next os, kou san.. thankyou
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@shanju - Yup, a 48G without Rena is sad. But let's face it. Rena will do great as an actress :D
Scream
"That's it!" Kurobara giggled, "Scream some more!"
She kicked the nearly unconcious student on the floor in front of her.
The girl whined, letting out a loud painful scream of despair.
"Scream!" She shouted, "Scream! Scream! Scream!"
It, of course, didn't take long for the bloody mess that was once a proper-looking person to pass out.
It didn't take long for her torturer to notice this either.
"Useless!" Kurobara groaned, stomping on the unconcious body.
The girl was bored.
Which was bad news for the gals at Gekioko.
Shirogiku left her alone in their usual room.
Which was also bad news for the gals at Gekioko.
Kurobara kicked the walls, stomped on the floor, and made a mess of the classroom she was in.
Other students were too scared to check what was up.
They knew too well.
"Damn it, Miru, where are you?!" She shouted, half desperate and half annoyed.
Out of sheer coincidence, the door slid open, and entered Shirogiku, the bastard that our maniac was undeniably missing.
Her black and white cardigan was dirty, the sleeves were stained by blotches of maroon.
A bunch of red dashes were scattered on her face so randomly, she looked like she was from some tribe.
"Where have you been?" Kurobara asked, brows furrowed annoyedly, taking note of Shirogiku's bloody figure.
"I wrestled a Yabakune runt for a bottle of ketchup," the other girl grunted, licking her lips free of the red substance.
Kurobara's eyes silently trailed to Shirogiku's sleeves.
"Ketchup bottle shattered," she answered, knowing Kurobara too well; well enough to read her mind, apparently.
"How about you? Had fun while I was gone?"
Kurobara caught her glaring at the unconcious body at the middle of the room.
"Not fun enough. I want to hear more screams. More groans. More desperate cries."
The mere thought made her laugh manically.
"Shut up. You remind me of that annoying girl who stole my lunch in middle school," Shirogiku rolled her eyes and shuffled her mind for that name that slipped the grasps of her brain.
"I forgot that bitch's name. Genki kyara? Geki cola?"
As Shirogiku spoke her mind, and the usual angry state of her eyebrows lessened, Kurobara's crazed grin widened.
"Geki—"
"Hey."
Kurobara called.
"Scream for me."
Shirogiku's eyebrows knitted back together in disbelief.
Kurobara simply looked her in the eyes, her own filled with menace.
Surprisingly, it wasn't the first time she told those words to her literal partner in crime.
But the last time she said those were when they first met.
Shirogiku, for the first time in quite a while, smiled.
She took Kurobara's hand hand into hers, and pulled on it slightly as she walked backwards, until her path was impeded by the wall.
She placed the other girl's hand near the side of her head, pressing against the flat surface so that Shirogiku was pinned between the wall and Kurobara.
With an evil smirk that mirrored the others, she looked into Kurobara's intrigued eyes and whispered.
"Make me."
:kneelbow: :kneelbow: :kneelbow:
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SPOT! :glasses:
SMUT! I DEMAND A SMUT! XD
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@ChibiRine - Can't do smut, apparently but I'm trying XD
Graduation
The rain poured hard one particular night in Sakae, Nagoya.
That one particular night turned out to be SKE48 member Rena Matsui's final theater performance.
Puddles splashed and caused ripples everywhere as Jurina Matsui rushed through streets that were scarce of people.
She nearly ran into a post for a number of times due to the way the rain was affecting her vision, but nonetheless, Jurina continued running anyway.
☆☆☆
"Please! I'll perform extra at the the theater, I swear, just please get me the night off today."
Jurina pleaded continuously to her manager at his office.
The man in front of her sighed.
"Jurina, your schedule is too tight," he explained, "If I clear your schedule for tonight, you'll work too much tomorrow. Your body might not take it so well."
Jurina groaned at the righteousness of it.
Indeed, she couldn't take another trip to the hospital after everything that happened.
But still, it's her only choice.
She has to grin and bear it.
"It's okay. I'll do it. Just please. Please. Give me the night off."
Her manager pinched the bridge of his nose and thought of another way.
He couldn't let this girl get too strained.
"Here's what," he said, catching the girl's attention, "I'm lessening your activities with AKB—photo shoots, TV shows, etcetera—and doubling every activity of yours with SKE. They need you more than ever with Rena gone and all. They'll need a leader until they can at least stand on their own feet. This means you'll be more present in SKE48 theater performances than before. Is that okay?"
Jurina's face lit up.
"Of course! That'll be great. Thank you so much!"
The man smiled.
"You really love Rena, don't you?" He asked.
The girl blushed a bit before the corners of her lips curled into a gorgeous smile, "I do."
The manager's eyes flicked to the wall-clock.
"You'd better get going before the next train to Nagoya leaves," he said.
Jurina almost swore when she became aware of the time.
"Ah, I will, I will!"
Since Nagoya is pretty far from where she was; Akihabara, she'd have to catch a few trains, buses, and cabs to get to the theater.
Before leaving her manager's office, she made sure to thank her manager tons for the favor he just did.
> < > <
Sooner or later, Rena's manager entered the office.
"Did Jurina ask for the night off?" She asked.
The man nodded, "You know, I actually like those two together."
The woman by the doorframe scoffs, "Tell me about it."
☆☆☆
Rena sat alone in the backstage, watching the patterns the raindrops made on the window.
Tonight was the night she would officially be leaving the group.
As expected, the feeling of sympathy for the other members surfaced the minute her juniors bursted into tears in the dressing room.
Without noticing, she fell into the habit of biting her lip as she continued thinking about an SKE without her.
Yes, it might be more lively.
Her juniors might have a chance at outshining her.
Moreover, the fans might appreciate the underrated members' capabilities for once.
But along with the reassuring thoughts that came to Rena's mind, she pictured what she always dreaded.
It wasn't an SKE without Rena, but rather, it was a Jurina without her.
Surely, she would be a lot sadder.
Her usual smile would fade.
She'd be less... Jurina.
And that was when she became worried.
She would be entrusting SKE to her.
At that state, how would she lead the beloved members she would leave behind?
How would she take care of them?
"Rena-san, it's almost time!" One of the staff members called.
"I-I'll be right there."
Her voice was unexpectedly trembling and a few tears made their way out of her eyes.
She quickly wiped them away before stepping back on stage to perform.
☆☆☆
Jurina scratched her head anxiously.
There was traffic.
The heavy rain was closing a few roads.
The theater performance was half-way from being over.
"Mister, I'm dropping off here." She told the driver of the taxi she was on.
"Are you sure, miss? It's raining pretty hard out there. It's best to stay inside."
"I'm kind of in a hurry, but thanks Mr. Driver."
Since she payed for the fee already, it was perfectly fine for her to exit the taxi and run off ahead to cross the road.
The rain started falling hard.
Jurina was wearing but a black cap, a shirt, sneakers, and jeans.
She would catch a cold at that rate.
It would be a long run before she reached the theater.
But since she was already running as fast as she can under the rain, it was obvious that she didn't care.
☆☆☆
The theater performance was nearing its end.
Rena ran back to the backstage to change into the dress she wore on her final concert; her graduation attire.
After a quick change, she found someone panting heavily, raindrops streaming down her damp hair and clothes; rain water pooling under her figure.
Rena gasped at the sight and almost didn't recognize her.
"Jurina?" She called.
The called girl removed her hat.
"Rena-chan..."
She walked closer to Rena, keeping their conversation to themselves.
"You look beautiful," Jurina said breathlessly.
Rena softly giggled, "I'd say the same to you, but..." Her eyes scanned her body fully.
She was dripping wet.
More wet than she'd previously presumed.
Mud covered her shoes and legs.
"...What happened?"
"Long story. We'll talk later."
"But..."
They heard Akari, who was doing the MC at that time, speak.
"...Without further ado, please listen to this certain song."
It was Rena's cue.
Jurina pressed her forefinger against her lips with a mischievous smirk, and winked.
"I'll be waiting."
☆☆☆
Rena locked the door to her room.
She turned around to Jurina, who was on her bed, still wondering how that dress suited Rena so much.
"You'd better have a good explanation for coming to the theater like that. In the rain, even. What the heck were you thinking?"
Jurina just smiled.
"You."
Rena blushed a bit.
"I-I'm serious."
"I am, too."
Rena pursed her lips.
She was playing a losing game.
"So, graduated already, huh, Rena-chan?"
Jurina stood up from the bed to approach her.
"Yup," The other Matsui said, "How do you feel?"
"Sad. Really, really sad. I'll miss you," She said calmly.
Jurina grabbed her hand.
"But I'll take care of the idiots for you," She smiled slightly, "It would be the least I could do."
For a second, Rena thought that Jurina finally grew up.
Finally got rid of her childishness.
But she figured it out sooner or later.
She figured everything out.
She placed her palm against Jurina's cheek, the younger girl being startled.
"You can cry right now, you know. It's no use pretending."
Jurina stared into Rena's eyes further before lowering her head slowly.
Rena could feel the young girl tremble.
She expected this.
But the next thing though, she didn't see it coming.
The other really was full of surprises.
Jurina was laughing.
She lifted her head back, "I'm not pretending."
She grinned widely at Rena; a grin she has never seen before.
"I'm not a kid anymore who'll cry over everything. I've changed, Rena-chan."
Rena smiled back and pulled her into a hug, "Have you changed that much?"
That was enough to send the smiling Jurina into tears.
She was sobbing in mere seconds.
"...Do you really have to graduate this soon?" She voiced out in a sob, her own hands climbing up Rena's back to tug on the fabric of her gown in desparation to keep her Rena from possibly disappearing.
Rena caressed the back of Jurina's head, still smiling.
So she didn't grow up that much after all.
That kind of bothered her a bit.
"Stop your crying. I'm not going to make dinner in this outfit. And plus, it's wet with Jurina tears." She laughed, feeling a few tears in her own eyes.
"But you told me it's okay to cry," Jurina half-whined.
"It is, it is. Continue, but let me change first--"
"I don't want to~!"
It was then that Rena took her words back.
It wouldn't really be bad if Jurina stayed like this.
She... Graduated. :depressed:
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I'm crying author-san... :cry: :cry:
I'm feeling that your story is real. I would cry nonstop if that happens.. :(
Please write more about them in the future, so I won't be sad anymore. :bow:
Thanks for your fic. :twothumbs
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This was perfect
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Rena-chan has really graduated...
But for me, WMatsui is forever!
Thanks for the beautiful OS (≧∇≦)/
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Hmmmmn :depressed:
This theme always make me gloomy
And yes now, rena was graduated.
But there is always wmatsui in our heart :cool1:
You make a new os is so fast kou san, i like it :mon inluv:
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@Raizel - I will write more. Thanks for reading :D
@Haruko - Thank you! d(o u o
@RenshuChan - Thank you too for reading!
@shanju - Thanks :3 You're right. WMatsui will forever live on.
Bizenjima
One morning, in an alternate universe where the girls of NMB48 lived in the same house under the surname 'Bizenjima', utter chaos took place.
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Shu giggled to herself as she gripped the permanent marker in her small hands.
She slowly pushed a door open; the door to one of her many sisters' room.
Everything was dark even though it was nearly 6:30, probably because the lights were off and the curtains made of thick fabric were closed, not letting a slight strand of light in.
Shu closed the door silently and approached the bed at the middle of the room, where Jo was sleeping innocently under her comfy blanket.
She climbed the bed, careful not to make that much movement in order to not wake the other.
With a last giggle of mischief and a devious grin, she uncapped the marker and began working wonders on Jo's face.
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"Saya-nee! Mirurun drank all the ketchup again!" Fuuko cried, holding the empty bottle up for everyone to see.
"Darn it, Miru! Not again! That's the fifth time this week, and it's only freaking Tuesday!" Sayaka roared, followed by complaints of the few girls who can't eat their breakfast without the red condiment.
"I can't eat my eggs without ketchup!" Momoka whined.
"I only drank it all because Fuufuu told me she'll let me play with her cheeks if I did!" Miru reasoned to Sayaka as Fuuko disagreed and shouted too.
"Did not! You're lying! Mirurun's lying, Sayanee!"
"Shut up and eat your food, brats!" Nana squeaked and shushed everyone to eat silently.
That of course, didn't work.
To be frank, it never really did.
There was a loud scream that came from upstairs, soon accompanied by loud thumps of feet on the stairs to the dining room.
Jo emerged with ridiculous drawings on her face.
"Shu did it again!" She cried.
Shu, who was on the table eating her food, looked away and chuckeld softly.
Mayu choked on her drink the minute she saw Jo, and started snorting, causing Riho to look at her confusedly.
Mayu pointed to Jo's direction, and sooner or later, Riho was laughing.
Jo scrunched her eyebrows at them, then turned to Nana, who was holding back a giggle herself.
"I hate you guys."
And afterwards, she stormed back upstairs to the bathroom.
"Oh, come on!" Nana shouted after her, "You love us!"
When Nana recovered from the laughs, she asked Airi to follow the girl in the bathroom for comfort.
"You go too, Shu. Apologize."
Shu groaned and stood up from the table, following Airi grumpily.
Sayaka checked her wristwatch.
"It's 7:30, idiots! Go and prepare for school already!"
There was a few seconds of silence for everyone to comprehend what Sayaka just said.
Akari stood up and practically ran upstairs shouting, "I gotta do my make-up!"
That was when the panic started.
"Anchu! Crossdress with me!" Momoka immediately grabbed Anchu's wrist and dragged her all the way up to the room they both shared with Airi and Arisa.
"Mirurun..." Fuuko sniffled, turning to Miru, teary-eyed.
"I'm sorry... Would you still play with me?"
Miru smiled, "Of course."
They then followed the others to the bathroom, hand-in-hand.
"Sayanee~" Miyuki approached Sayaka.
Sayaka cursed to herself a bit.
She was doomed.
Miyuki linked their arms together, "Bathe with me~"
Saying no would mean her death, but saying yes would mean hell.
"Fine," The short-haired girl sighs.
"You two don't do anything inappropriate!" Nana called.
"Yeah," Sayaka replied glumly.
Miyuki merely giggled.
She didn't promise anything.
"You, what are you still doing here?" Nana turned to Miori, who was sucking on a lemon.
"Eating," Miori said in that weird voice of hers.
"Get dressed, for pete's sake!"
"Who's Pete?"
"JUST GET DRESSED!"
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Nana sighed at the number of chores she's supposed to do.
Since she doesn't get to go to her university until the next two months compared to her sisters who started school a few weeks ago, she gets to experience the fun of cleaning after her siblings, which was just as fun as spending the rest of your days locked in a dull prison cell where you are forced to do math until death do you and those word problems part.
As Miyuki and Sayaka were out shopping for groceries together (everyone in the family knows they're not just doing that), only she and her sisters who aren't in high school nor elementary school were home, and they were all, besides the old hag herself, practically lazier than rocks.
It was obvious that she'd do the chores again.
There was a squeal from her room.
'Damn,' Nana thought, 'A danzel in distress so early in the morning?'
She hurriedly rushed upstairs to the room she shared with Kei.
"What's up, darling?" She asks the minute she opened the door.
Kei was at the top of the bunk bed, standing and looking down nervously on the floor.
Funny.
The last time Nana checked, Kei slept on the lower bed, not the top one.
"A damned rat is under the bed," Kei managed to utter through a shaky voice.
Nana giggled, "I thought you weren't afraid of bugs?"
Kei shot her an intense 'Are you kidding me' kind of look.
"It's a freaking rodent, Nana."
No one really said Nana was smart.
"Nevermind, just get rid of it, please."
At around that moment, a Mayu wearing a ridiculous amount of lipstick took a peek in the room.
"What's the commotion all about?"
After she appeared, a Riho clad in hideously applied eyeshadow peeked too, looking as eager as ever to listen; face forming the usual poker face.
"There's a rat under our bed," replied Nana, getting a bug-killing spray from the nearby cabinet.
"Hey! The rat isn't a bug, dunderhead!" Kei growled, "I should know!"
"But this spray is poison so it'd die either way, right?"
Without further ado, and with no time left for the three to stop her, Nana sprayed the rat under the bed with the intoxicatingly scented
bug-spray.
The scent was spreading in the room, and the ChuPopo pair skedaddled out of there, with Nana tripping along a few steps while also escaping the dislikable smell.
"Nana! Don't leave me!" Kei called.
Nana turned around and spread her arms at the foot of the bed.
"Come at me, baby! I'll catch you!"
"Hell no!"
"You have no choice!"
Kei groaned and jumped and trusted her instincts.
Apparently her instincts lied.
Nana missed.
"Damn old hag!"
They closed the door immediately when they got outside in order to let the scent die down.
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"For the last time, Milky, I'm never doing that again!"
Sayaka fixed the buttons on her shirt.
Miyuki swayed from side to side, giggling.
"Who knew Sayanee wears that kind of daring underwear?"
"Shush! We're in public!"
~ Flashback ~
Sayaka and Miyuki were walking along the condiments aisle of the grocery shop they were at to buy ten bottles of ketchup, when suddenly, Miyuki tugged on Sayaka's arm.
"Saya-nee, I need to go to the bathroom," she said.
Sayaka raised an eyebrow.
"But we were home just a while ago. Why didn't you go?"
"I didn't have to go then~!"
Miyuki was throwing a small fit.
To avoid catching too much attention, Sayaka agreed and accompanied her to the comfort room.
When they reached it, Miyuki entered a cubicle while Sayaka stood guard near it.
Everything was quiet.
"Saya-nee~ Can you hand me a tissue?"
Sayaka, always prepared, easily slipped a pack of tissues out of her bag.
She opened the door slightly enough to push her arm through and hand the box to Miyuki.
Miyuki smirked to herself and pulled Sayaka's arm, trapping themselves both in the cubicle.
It was a small space, and Miyuki was able to hold the door closed with her foot.
Sayaka unfortunately landed on Miyuki's lap.
"You didn't even..." The older girl blinked, realizing that Miyuki was sitting on the toilet's closed lid.
But she can't say she didn't expect this.
"Tricked you," Miyuki grinned.
She hugged Sayaka closely, "I want to touch you again~"
"Freaking hell, Milky. This is the last time."
Sayaka unbuttoned her shirt and threw it over head, revealing her taut abs and, surprising, daring red lingerie.
"I never knew you had these things in your closet," Miyuki giggled, examining the red fabric.
"Shut up and get it over with."
The other girl squealed in delight and started squeezing the muscles in Sayaka's arms.
"Your muscles are the best~"
Her soft hands poked at her stomach.
"Wah, your abs are hard too~"
"You've said all those for a thousand times. You do know stripping just to let you feel my muscles is embarrassing, right?"
"No~"
~ End of Flashback ~
"Thanks for always letting me feel your muscles, Sayaka~"
Miyuki hummed delightfully, clinging onto Sayaka's arm.
"Don't mention it. Like ever. I'm not doing that again.
"Geez, Saya-nee... So cold!"
An idea for a great joke made its way into Sayaka's mind.
Though she didn't want to say it to Miyuki for she feared the worst, she couldn't let such a good oppurtunity and material go to waste.
So, she replied.
"And you're so hot."
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Jo and Shu were frolicking along the roads towards home while eating ice cream.
And by frolicking along the roads, the two brats meant frolicking along the roads.
A bunch of cars nearly ran them over, and a bunch of swears were thrown at them.
They of course, didn't mind.
"La la la~"
Both brats' hands were entwined together, and they were singing the cutest yet most annoying song ever.
They reached their house after a few more swearing drivers and bites off their ice cream.
"We're home~" They said together.
The house was a mess.
Again.
Momoka had her hair dyed snow white and she was princess-carrying Miori around the house while being chased by a wild Airi.
Sayaka's face was covered by lipstick stains as she was trying to stop Miyuki from making any more.
Fuuko and Miru were studying silently in a corner-- more like flirting, actually.
Akari was fixing her nails in another corner while having a deep chat with Riichan and Kei.
Mayu, Riho, and even Ainyan had ridiculous make-up on and were practicing manzai in the middle of the whole house.
Arisa and Anchu were researching something on the laptop in the living room.
Mao was fangirling alone in yet another corner of the house, reading Junjou Romantica (yaoi manga) for the nth time.
Basically almost everyone was home.
But where was Nana?
A large thud sounded at the foot of the stairs that led to the many bedrooms.
There she was.
"There's still the rat in our bedroom!" Nana squeaked.
Momoka dropped Miori, who landed with a small 'Kya!'
"Rat? I'll get rid of it!"
She cackled mischievously and ran upstairs to NanaKei's room.
Silence rang throughout the whole house as they waited for Momoka.
Then, Nana realized what she let slip.
"We're doomed, aren't we?"
Soon after, Momoka came rushing down, holding the damned rat by its tail, causing an uproar of screams.
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It was finally night time.
Everyone was exhausted.
They all had dinner, and they were all ready to succumb to the needed sleep.
Nana told them all good night before going back to the rat-free room she shared with Kei.
She curled into a ball comfily on her bed and sighed.
Although they were all a handful, she loved her sisters very much.
Nana was about to fall asleep when Kei called her name.
"Nana," Kei calls, "Isn't it Saturday tomorrow?"
Nana freezed.
A whole day with all of her crazed sisters...
Such fun was awaiting her.
Had so much fun doing this though there ain't much of a plot. :sweatdrop:
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OMFG. THIS IS TOO FUNNY, SERIOUSLY! XD
KOUHAI, I NEED MOREEEEEEE. :on gay:
The FuuMiru/JoShu/SayaMilky part cracked me up. :lol:
NanaKei though. :farofflook:
MOREEEEE :on gay:
Waiting for the next update. :mon bye:
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＠ChibiRine - Wahaha~ Senpai! Thanks for reading XD
Dating 101
Step # 1 - Confession
Featuring Fuuko Yagura & Miru Shiroma
"The Right Way to Confess"
It was Fuuko's first time to fall in love, so it was quite obvious that she wouldn't have any experience in confessing, though she's read a number of romance mangas.
So when she stood there in front of the one she loved for a while now; Miru Shiroma, who was also her best friend at the moment, she didn't really know what to say.
"Um," She started, clutching the gift for Miru tightly behind her back, "I..."
She saw the worry in Miru's eyes.
She had to confess sooner or the other girl would start calling the ambulance.
"I... I want to make mini-Fuufuu's and Mirurun's with you in the future!"
Right when she said that, Fuuko presented Miru her gift, which was a bottle of banana-flavored ketchup with a frilly pink ribbon embossed with small hearts tied to it.
"WHAT?!"
Step # 2 - Facing the Reply
Part A - Enjoying Acceptance
Featuring Yuko Oshima & Haruna Kojima
"Making Sure It's Real"
"I hate to admit it," Haruna said, letting a smile graze her face as she smelled the bouquet of roses she was given, "But I love you too, Yuuchan."
Yuko had just confessed her feelings.
And Haruna reciprocated them.
The young squirrel couldn't even believe it.
"Seriously?!" She gasps, bouncing up and down, "I'm so happy!"
Out of pure happiness, she went ahead and hugged the girl.
But something seemed wrong.
She hurriedly pulled back and squinted her eyes at Haruna.
The airhead looked back at her, tilting her head slightly.
"Are you really my Nyannyan?" Yuko asked.
"Of course I am," Haruna replies, "Who else would I freaking be?"
"Wait, just to make sure..."
Yuko slapped her flat on the face.
"YUKO!" Haruna screamed.
"Yup! You're real!"
Part B - Facing Rejection
Featuring Miyuki Watanabe & Momoka Kinoshita
"It's Okay"
Momoka bowed lowly, waiting for Miyuki's answer.
Miyuki simply smiled at the box of chocolates given to her.
"Thanks for the chocolates, Momoka, I love you too~!"
Momoka raised her head and grinned goofily.
"Heh. Really?"
A slight blush appeared on her face.
"Nope~!" Miyuki giggled and turned around, leaving the younger girl.
"I only love Saya-nee!"
"Wha-- EH?!" Momoka exclaimed, "But I thought we had something!"
"Did not~" Miyuki was getting further and further away with the box of chocolates.
She collapsed to the floor on her knees, "Miyuki baby! Don't leave meeeeeeee!"
~ BONUS ~
Bonus Part - Finding Another
Featuring Momoka Kinoshita & Miori Ichikawa
"It's Garbage CAN, Not Garbage CAN'T"
"I wanna be a fresh lemo--"
Momoka slammed her palm against lemon girl's face to prevent her from finishing her wretched catchphrase.
"What's up with you?" Lemon girl asks, voice muffled through Momoka's skin.
The girl with the rad hair replied.
"...I got dumped."
Miori blinked a few times.
"OH! So that's why you're hanging by the trash can..."
Momoka looked at her surroundings, and indeed, she was right beside a trash can.
"I guess so."
"Then I'm gonna pick you up! Mama always told me to pick up trash. No offense, though."
Miori slipped her arms under Momoka's leg and back, and tried to lift her.
She failed.
"That's not how you pick trash up," She glared, "This is."
She then stood up and swept Miori off of her feet into a glorious princess carry.
"We're both trash, anyway," Momoka finally smiled.
"Aw~" Miori smiled back, before realizing something.
"...Wait what?"
Step # 3 - Flirting
Featuring Akane Takayanagi & Airi Furukawa
"How to Be Smooth"
It was the middle of the night--11 PM, actually.
The stars were bright; not a cloud in the sky.
A sign of great weather.
Akane got into Airi's car with Miss Anime Nerd herself and drove to the nearest public park.
The entrance gates were closed.
Chains snaked around it, making it sure to be tightly secure.
The two dorks' fun were only starting though, as the night was still young.
Akane positioned herself in front of the gate.
"Gimme a boost, Airin!" She whispered rather loudly.
Airi grabbed hold of her waist (sneaking a squeeze at her butt too) and gave it her best to actually lift the crazy bird lady.
"I'm up! I'm up! I'm up!" Akane grabbed the rim of the gate and pushed herself over, landing on the other side safely with a soft thud.
Airi gathered the monkey skills in her and climbed the gates with her bare hands; easily succeeding.
Akane took her binoculars out and looked around.
"It ain't here!"
They were searching for a certain species of a bird--Why they were doing it late at night, nobody cared.
"I can't find any lovebirds!" Akane groaned.
Airi hugged her from behind, "It's all right. I found some."
"Where?"
Airi turned the girl around and smirked, "Us."
Step # 4 - Even More Flirting
Featuring Torigoya & Yuuko
"Sometimes, It's Okay to Hold Back"
"Haru baby~ Kiss me~!"
"No!"
Torigoya struggled to get out of her boss' arms.
For a squirt who was smaller than her, Yuko was quite strong.
Her lips were inching closer and closer to Torigoya's cheek.
"Nothing can stop the kissing train--"
The sound of chickens clucking flooded their area, burying other sounds into nothingness.
Yuko blinked at the new person she was hugging; wild hair, heavy red eyeshadow, and definitely not her Haruna.
The girl giggled.
Yuko immediately let go and started running.
"I see you~"
"Holy shiiii--"
Step # 5 - Sharing Interests
Featuring Mao Mita & Momoka Kinoshita
"Even Those Interests"
"So uh, Maokyun," Momoka licked her orange-juice-stained lips, "What kind of stuff are you into?"
The girl grinned widely, "I'm glad you asked!"
She stood up from the couch, turned the lights off, pulled out a white screen from the ceiling, and turned on a projector out of nowhere that projected a Powerpoint Presentation.
"Oh no," Momoka gulped.
Mao got back to the couch beside Momoka and turned to her.
"Let me tell you about Yaoi."
TBC?
Ah, dating. I'm thinking about adding more to this. I don't even know if I should add anymore XD
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it's funny!! :on lol:
write about wmatsui too, i miss them
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I like your stories a lot, please write more. You're doing great, keep it up.
I'm glad to see you've included Momoka in your fics. She's one of my fav, yet it is hard to find any fics that does not feature her as a villain. Thank you very much
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MORE FUUMIRU, KOJIYUU, SAYAMILKY, AND MIORINMOMO PLEASE. :on gay:
I LOVE IT, KOUHAI. :glasses:
As expected from you. :farofflook:
MORE!!!! :mon bye:
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Step # 5 - Sharing Interests
Featuring Mao Mita & Momoka Kinoshita
"Even Those Interests"
"So uh, Maokyun," Momoka licked her orange-juice-stained lips, "What kind of stuff are you into?"
The girl grinned widely, "I'm glad you asked!"
She stood up from the couch, turned the lights off, pulled out a white screen from the ceiling, and turned on a projector out of nowhere that projected a Powerpoint Presentation.
"Oh no," Momoka gulped.
Mao got back to the couch beside Momoka and turned to her.
"Let me tell you about Yaoi."
LOL!!! Finally somebody made a fic about this two!!
Momoka and Maokyun has been a talk on twitter for their interactions lately especially on Mao's seitansai where... :oops: :oops: :oops:
Well you know what happened...
More of them onegai!!!
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R E P L I E S
@key17 - Will do! I miss them, too.
@shakure_48 - Thank you. :D I love Momoka too~! (o u o
@ChibiRine - More coming sooon~ :cathappy:
@Cometerz48 - Yup, it's my new ship. :heart: Momoka is soo daring.
Sick
They say laughter is the best medicine.
Haruka Shimazaki, who took almost everything too literally, was confused as heck when she first heard about that certain saying.
How the heck can laughter solve a health problem?
As she puzzled over it during her usual thinking sessions in the shower, she suddenly felt weak and had trouble breathing.
Her vision blurred, and she blacked out.
- - -
Sweat trailed down Takamina's forehead as she tried to call Yui for the 8th time.
"Takamina-san, still no response?"
She shushed her juniors and showed them that she was on the phone.
When the monotonous beep resounded in her ears, the midget groaned.
"Those two'd better not be doing something un-idol-like."
- - -
Haruka opened her eyes, to find herself in her bed.
Fully dressed in her pajamas.
She raised her head, despite her brain telling her not to.
She faced the consequences and experienced the world spin.
Her head dropped back to her pillow.
She heard a groan from the foot of the bed.
"Wh-Who's there?" She asked, cursing her body that was unable to move properly.
"It's... Yui."
Yui replied, rubbing her eyes tiredly.
She yawned, and scooted closer to Haruka until she was right beside her; in Haruka's field of vision.
"You got attacked by asthma again. You have a fever, now."
Haruka's eyes bore into hers, filled with sadness, "I troubled you again, didn't I?"
Yui sighed and stroked Haruka's head softly, "It's fine. I'm just glad you're okay."
A small smile formed in Haruka's lips.
"You should've seen how the members reacted when I told them, though. Takahashi nearly fainted."
Haruka laughed, only to find her chest being hurt as she did so.
'How is laughter the best medicine again?' she thought.
Yui then stood up and took her phone from her pocket to dial a number.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm taking a day off."
"What--Why?"
"You need someone to take care of you, right?"
"But," Haruka frowned, "What about you?"
"Hello, manager?" Yui said when the man answered the call, "I'm going to take of Paruru. Clear my schedule for today."
Without hesitation, her manager agreed, and even told Yui that he would send medicines to Haruka's apartment.
Yui smiled at Haruka when the call ended, "I'm okay. As long as you're fine, I am too."
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"We're really glad you're okay, Paru," said Takamina, and flashed a grin at Yui, "You did a great job, Yuihan," she winked.
A faint redness grew in Yui's cheeks as she smiled back.
Haruka can do nothing but smile.
Haruna opened the door to Haruka's room, carrying a tray of cookies that Miki brought.
Not looking where she was going, and because she was too tall and carefree to notice, her foot hooked on to the strap of Takamina's backpack which was on the floor, and she tripped.
Takamina and Yui burst into laughter.
Haruka tried to hold back a giggle herself.
Just then, for some reason, she felt her chest warm up.
The world became blurry once more, but in a way different from when she passed out.
All her eyes focused on was Yui, laughing so hard her eyes squinted.
A wider smile tugged on the corners of Haruka's lips.
"Uwa, Paruru's smiling!" Takamina announced right after she helped Nyannyan up to her feet.
Her vision turned back to normal, and was greeted by Haruna, and Takamina's eyes, joined by Mako and Miki who just entered the room.
Yui was looking at her too, beaming at her expressively.
Sooner or later, Haruka giggled embarrassedly when she realized she was staring at Yui too much.
Surprisingly, laughing didn't hurt anymore.
Maybe it was the medicine doing its work, or maybe it was Yui's laugh.
Though at this moment, Haruka didn't want to admit that she was starting to believe in the saying.
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"Yui-chan, you'll get sick too," Haruka groaned as she tried to dissuade Yui from sleeping with her.
"Stop being stubborn, Paru. You need extra warmth."
"I-I..." Haruka paused, flustered, "...Don't."
"Oh?" Yui pressed her forehead against Haruka's to check her temperature à la shoujo manga.
"You seem pretty cold."
Frowning a bit to declare her loss in the game of argument, Haruka agreed to let her sleep beside her.
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Yui sneezed a couple of times that morning a few minutes after she woke up.
She caught a cold.
"See? I told you not to sleep with me." Haruka came in to the room seconds later, donned in an apron.
Yui sniffed, "Yeah, sorry."
She shifted and sat up even though the weight of her head was killing her.
"I'm gonna go home."
"You've got to be kidding me."
"Do I look like I'm joking?" Yui stared at her, expressionless, her nose a bit pinkish.
"Get back in bed, hun. It's my turn to take care of you whether you like it or not, since you didn't leave me a choice either yesterday."
Yui laid back obediently and smiled, "I don't mind at all."
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It became a cycle for the YuiParu couple.
Whenever Haruka got sick, Yui would take care of her and get sick the following day, where Haruka would nurse her in return.
And on the day after that, Haruka would catch Yui's sickness and get sick again, and so on and so forth.
It continued that way until they both got sick at the same time, and two separate members had to take care of them.
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Thanks for the Yuiparu fic! Love it so much! :cathappy:
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@Kairi65 - You're welcome :D Thanks for reading~
Truth or Dare
Rena licked her lips, glaring at the homework she brought to the theater that day.
She was absolutely terrible at this subject, and adding up to her limited knowledge for it, her concentration is also nowhere to be found, for the members around her were being noisier than usual.
While it was Team E's turn to practice at the empty front stage, most of the members that had nothing better to do; bored, unmotivated and already dismissed from practice, were playing the classic game of truth or dare, forming a huge circle in the middle of the backstage.
"It's Kumi's turn!" Jurina announced delightfully and turned to the oblivious short-haired girl right in front of her.
"Wha-What?" Reality greeted Kumi with eager eyes staring into her soul.
"Truth or Dare?" Airi grinned, just as curious as everyone else to know what the girl would say.
Kumi, never really one to be bold and daring, chose truth.
The whole circle of members thought up of questions they always wanted to know.
The girl at the corner of the room, Rena, enjoyed the silence, actually, and was able to answer a few questions properly.
"I've got one!" Yukiko stated.
"Ever since Kataomoi Finally..." she started and paused, letting the sudden eruption of 'whoa's and 'ooh's subside.
"...Did you ever feel gay for our little miss Non-chan, here?"
Kumi smacked her palm against her face and shook her head in disbelief.
'Dear god, not this question' was written all over her.
The members around her tried to conceal the many feelings of excitement growing in them just waiting to be set free.
Though she didn't want to admit it, even Rena's ears listened closely out of sheer curiosity.
"Kinda... Sorta... Yeah."
An expected answer from an idiot such as herself.
The whole circle squealed, all of them fangirling to the max, with Kumi turning a bright shade of red.
And when Team E came back to the backstage all sweaty, oh, such chaos ensued.
Airi, Jurina, Yuria and Yukiko were pushing a screaming Kumi all the way towards completely innocent Kanon.
Rena giggled to herself.
- - -
After the mayhem that happened, the members, all completely composed again, and joined by Team E, re-formed a circle that nearly didn't fit in the backstage.
Rena, still doing her homework, was the only one who isn't included, and this bothered the younger Matsui quite a bit.
"Alright, alright, who's next?" Mizuki asked.
"Me! Me! ME~!" Jurina raised her hand high in the air, waving it excitedly to catch the elder girl's attention.
Mizuki, having a clear view of the only girl raising her hand, smirked and announced her pick.
"Miyazawa."
"WHAT?!"
A few members laughed loudly at Jurina's reaction.
Sae proudly chose a dare.
Sato Mieko volunteered to give her what she asked for.
"I dare you to kiss me, you handsome thing," the old lady winked, causing everyone to want to get a bucket and puke in it.
She shook her head, "No thank you!"
"Okay, next would be..." Mizuki started again, while the rejected girl frowned.
"Hey! She didn't do her dare!"
"Yeah yeah, she's excused. We don't wanna see that," Yukiko laughed, earning a playful slap from Mieko.
"Your turn, Akane!"
Akane nodded and picked dare, scared of the many things the members would want to make her reveal.
Airi took this matter into her hands.
"I dare you to treat me to chicken wings later," she smirked mischievously.
Akane's face became pale.
Truth would've been much better.
"Oh, and without crying when the chicken wings are served," Airi added.
"Moving on," Mizuki stood up before Akane started crying, "Kumi, your turn again."
"EH?!" Kumi exclaimed.
Since she still didn't want to be dared, she chose truth again.
"Oh, I have one~!" Yuria smiled.
Kumi listened to what the round girl had to say.
"Do you like me, Kuuchan?"
The circle produced squeals in awe.
Kumi nearly hit her head on the ground.
'Why?'
Finally with an answer, she lifted her head.
"I don't."
And before anyone else would hit her for rejecting the poor loli on the spot, she went ahead and finished the sentence.
"I love you!"
"Aw, darn it, Kumi's stealing all the spotlight!" Jurina screamed at the top of her lungs through the many voices of her groupmates.
Every so often, she would steal glances at Rena, who was still working on her homework.
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After tons of events happening within the duration of the game, the late night fell upon SKE48's theater, and the members were packing up their bags to go home.
Rena just finished her homework, and she was about to start fixing her things, when suddenly, she felt someone pull her arm from behind.
In merely a second or two, Jurina was right in front of her.
It was the quickest kiss she's ever received, not lasting for even a second.
Rena immediately covered her lips and turned tomato red.
"Wh-Wh-What the hell, Jurina?!" She stuttered out.
"I was dared to." Jurina winked, and skedaddled away, joining Akane and the others.
When Rena calmed down, she approached Mizuki and confronted her.
"Why did you dare Jurina to do that? She's like, too young!"
Mizuki looked at her confusedly.
"What dare? We never called her to do anything."
Rena blushed again, harder than before.
She turned around and saw Jurina taking a glance at her, before running as fast as her legs can carry her after she realized what she had just done.
"JURINAAA!"
Will be on hiatus for a while due to studies. :sweatdrop:
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thats funny!!! :on lol: :on GJ:
thanks author-san!
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Ooh.. Author-san you make me squeled non stop tonight.. :inlove:
Wmatsui and SKE that combination is the best.. :w00t:
Thanks for this fic, please make more... :bow:
And good luck for your studies. :thumbsup
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hahahahah Jurina is so smart.. but I just get a little confused because SAe and Kuumi was in the same time in ske.. but well in this fanfic everything could happen...
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@key17 - You're welcome! Thanks for reading~
@Raizel - Thanks! I'll need the luck, haha~!
@Haruko - I kind of forgot to include the detail that Kumi was a graduate and was paying a visit. :lol:
First Kiss
"Ryouha-san?" Rara called softly, poking a sleeping Ryouha's cheeks.
"Ryouha-san, it's morning..."
Ryouha squirmed a bit, letting out a small groan before opening her eyes.
She blinked a few times to re-focus her vision, and when it did, a cutesy smile crossed her face.
"Morning, Lala-chan..." She yawns, rubbing her eyes.
"Good morning," Rara grins, "Mama made breakfast. Come downstairs soon, okay?"
"Mm~" Ryouha hums.
* * *
On their way to the theater, Ryouha and Rara came across an ice cream parlor.
Out of their childish urges, neither could resist buying a cone of their favorite flavors.
As they were walking along a half-busy sidewalk, Ryouha encountered a brainfreeze and nearly dropped her vanilla ice cream.
Rara stopped walking and ran to the older girl's side.
"Ryouha-san! You okay?"
Ryouha couldn't even nod, for her sensitivity for coldness came up again.
Rara hurriedly finished her last bite of her ice cream cone and dragged Ryouha to a nearby dark alley, away from the eyes of many.
The space was kind of cramped for the two of them, but since it was warm and the person she's with was Rara, Ryouha didn't really mind.
Rara hugged her senior and didn't even care if her shirt became stained with Ryouha's ice cream.
"Better?" Rara asked.
Truth be told, Ryouha's brainfreeze subsided before they even got to the alley, but since this was what Rara had in mind to 'cure' her, she didn't complain.
"Yeah, better," she replied, "But it's just a brainfreeze, Rara-chan. No need to go through all of this.."
"Yup, I know," Rara grinned, "I just wanted an excuse to hug you."
Ryouha blushed. She squinted her eyes and pouted.
"You're hanging too much with Jurina-san."
* * *
When they reached the theater, Rara got separated from Ryouha by Nao and Jurina who had extra clothes for her to change out of her ice-cream-stained shirt.
Ryouha decided to start practicing while she waited.
Rara re-emerged from the dressing room a few minutes later, donned in a simple white shirt containing SKE's logo and a pair of shorts.
She too soon joined the others in practice.
* * *
Ryouha wiped the sweat from her face after an extreme practice of "Omoide Ijou".
They were given a one-hour rest time.
Just as then, a few ex-SKE members entered the theater, causing quite a fuss.
It was Nishishi, Yukko, Ogiso, Rena, and even Yuria who just got back from Tokyo to have lunch with Shiori.
As a celebration of their visit, and for old times' sake, Jurina held the most enjoyable game they have ever played off-camera; SKE48 Truth or Dare.
Everyone made a big circle on the floor and began the game.
"I'm going first!" Jurina announced before anyone else could, "And I pick dare!"
Rena stood up, "I dare you to tell me what you've been doing with Rara while I was gone!"
Jurina's face paled, "Wh-What do you mean?"
"Don't 'What do you mean' me! I've seen your pictures! You've been forcing her to do... Adorable things."
Rena trailed off into a blush before saying the last two words.
"Alright love birds that's enough. Who's next?" Nishishi interrupted.
Yukko raised her hand and picked dare too.
Yuria had an evil grin on her face before stating her torture request.
"I dare you to play the Pocky Game with Shiorin."
Yukko shook her head repeatedly while the others were pushing her and Shiori to the center.
A pocky stick was placed between their lips and that was it.
With the help of Nishishi's countdown, Yukko and Shiori began the pocky game right after Yuka said "Go."
Ryouha and Rara watched innocently as both girls started nibbling on their ends to get to the middle.
Ryouha sneaked a glance at a blushing Rara.
Coincidentally, Rara was thinking of doing the same thing.
Their eyes met, but quickly parted when they realized they've been noticed.
When their lips touched everyone went wild.
The two were on the floor, covering their mouths as their faces blazed as red as Team KII's team color.
It took a while for everyone to calm down and resume with the game.
"Next!" Said Nishishi.
Jurina raised her hand again, "I have a suggestion!"
"What is it?"
"I suggest a research student to have a turn!"
"Which research student?" Everyone tilted their heads.
Jurina smiled, "I knew you'd ask! I would like the love child of Rena and me--"
"LOVE CHILD?!" Rena blurted out.
"--Rara-chan to have a turn!"
Everyone laughed out loud and restrained Rena from pouncing at Jurina.
Nishishi turned to the said research student, "Want to have a go, Rara-chan?"
Wanting to make her seniors proud, Rara played along, picking dare too as she felt like she shouldn't break the chain of dares.
"Then, Rara-chan! I dare you t--"
Suddenly, a wild pervert appeared and broke through the rehearsal room door.
"I dare you to kiss anyone in the room!"
"NOOOOOOOOOOOooOOOOOOOO!" Everyone screamed at Mieko.
"Oi oi oi~!! It's a dare from an Ex-KE member you know! It's against SKE48 Truth or Dare rules to decline!" Mieko cackled deviously.
As per the rules, they allowed Mieko to sit with them and to have her dare carried out.
"Kiss where?" Rara blinked, fumbling a question after a minute of hesitation.
"Anywhere you want, hun," Mieko licked her lips and readied a camera.
"Then... I pick..."
Rara's eyes wandered around the surprisingly quiet room, occasionally stopping to look at the sight of Jurina puckering her lips at her and Rena glaring at the action from a distance.
"...Kitagawa-senpai."
"WHAT?!"
"AAAAaaaaaawe~!"
Loud whispers erupted, destroying the silence.
But silence found its way somehow.
All members shushed each other and watched Rara get up to her feet and walk towards a red Ryouha across the circle.
She knelt in front of her, bearing a serious face.
But after a few seconds, that seriousness cracked and turned into an embarrassed grin.
Rara covered her flushed cheeks and hung her hed lowly, giggling, "I can't do it..."
"DEAR GOD, THAT'S ADORABLE!" Mieko clutched her chest.
Rara raised her head again, "Ryouha-san, can you cover your eyes?"
"E-Eh?" Ryouha stuttered.
"Do it, Ryouha-tan!" Sae cheered from afar.
With a shy purse of her lips, Ryouha placed her hands over her eyes, leaving her other senses all the work.
There were a few shrieks here and there when she felt a small air of breath on her lips.
Her mind panicked.
Would she lose her first kiss to a younger girl?
And to add to that, Rara was the one to steal it because of a dare!
Though Ryouha knew she would lose her first kiss to one of the SKE girls eventually (especially since she's been spending time with Jurina as a member of Team S), she still hoped it to be with a guy.
But then, she felt the familiar sensation of a kiss on the cheek.
Groans of disappointment resounded.
It was then that Ryouha was prompted to bring her field of vision back.
But what she saw was Jurina behind Rara.
And Mieko behind Ryouha.
With a single push, both girls' first kiss flew away like Akane's birds.
"THEY DID IT!" One screamed.
The screams in the theater were so darn loud, one can swear that it reached all the way to NMB48's theater.
Ryouha's mind was white.
And so was Rara's.
But both's cheeks were burning a bright red.
In the distance, Rena could be seen reprimanding Jurina and Mieko.
But no one cared about that.
They all had their eyes on the pair who just witnessed one of the highlights of being a teenager.
And Ryouha and Rara...
...were smiling at each other.
TADAIMA~! It's good to be back. With a fic. I've been observing the actions of these two lately and I had to add them to my ships. But since I only have just added them, they might be out of character in some ways. Anyway, I hope I didn't do too bad in writing this.
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This made my NagiUha-heart crushed. But however, I love it!! :heart:
But, yeah.. Uha can be a flirt. She can be with Nagi and Rara as well. UhaXHarem. Yeah...! :hee:
this is so cute.. make more, author-san.. :kneelbow:
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@faanpal - Uha can be a flirt.
Tell me about it XD . I'm glad you loved it~!
A Pervert and Jealousy
"I'll be back before dinner."
Akane reminded her girlfriend for the nth time while she fixed her sneakers.
"Oh, and you can order McD's for lunch if you want."
"Yeah, Churi, I know. Have a safe trip!"
Airi kissed her goodbye on the cheek.
"Wait, wait. I haven't said goodbye to my loves yet!"
Airi squinted her eyes at her out of jealousy.
"You too."
Akane giggled and glomped the older girl, after which she removed her shoes again and ran to the living room where her many pets' cages were.
She bid goodbye to each one, until she came to her oldest pet, Papi.
"Papi-tan, I'll see you later, sweetie~"
Papi chirped sweetly at Akane.
Afterwards, the bird lady trotted back to Airi and gave her a quick kiss on the lips.
"I'll see you soon too, weirdo."
Airi merely grinned, "Make sure it'll be soon, birdy."
"I will! Feed them while I'm gone~!"
After a few more lovely reminders, the two dorks finally separated.
* * *
Airi opened a pack of chips and plopped down the couch, switching on the TV just in time to see her favorite anime onscreen.
The opening theme started.
The nerd allowed herself to be carried along by the rocky beat of Attack On Titan's 'Guren no Yumiya'.
Out of nowhere, she heard a loud chirp from one of Akane's birds.
Airi chose to ignore it and continued rocking.
With a mouthful of potato chips, she shifted on the couch to a comfortable position and watched Eren and hi's friends slay some titans with extreme badassery.
"Eren's such a wimp," Airi said in a muffled voice.
Another loud chirp.
Airi ignored it again.
"I'm gonna kill all the titans," Eren's voice boomed through the speakers.
"Hah! In your dreams, kid."
Miss anime nerd laughed hardly.
Chirp.
"Alright, who is it?"
She leaned on her side to get a better look at the birds.
They were all in their cages, perched on their little swing with a wing over their faces. So, basically, they were all sleeping.
Well, except for one.
It was Akane's cockatiel, Poporu.
Poporu was right in front of its cage's door, one of its feet clinging to one of the bars.
Airi stood up and approached it.
"What do you want?" She asked.
Poporu chirped and pecked at the cage's steel bars.
"You want out?"
The bird tweeted.
"Well, your mom doesn't like you guys being let out by me, but..."
Poporu merely tilted its head at her and cooed.
"...Maybe letting just you out wouldn't be so bad."
After saying that, she unlocked the bird's cage and out flew Poporu, who nestled itself on top of Airi's head.
"Hey, are you seriously just gonna do that?"
Poporu cooed once more.
"Oookay, then."
Airi returned to her anime sessions on the couch.
The channel she was on was playing a yuri anime called 'Sakura Trick'.
"Uhohoho, I love this part."
She filled her mouth with potato chips again and watched intently as two girls' lips closed into a kiss.
She munched on the chips loudly, smiling idiotically.
Poporu hopped off of Airi's head and onto her shoulder, its wings shifting.
Airi looked at the cockatiel quizically,
"What are you doing?"
'Chirp.'
"Your mom's at the pet shop, working."
'Chirp chirp.'
"You know what pet shop I'm talking about. It's that InuNekoTenchou Pet Shop in Sakae."
'Chirp?'
"Of course there are birds. That's why she's working there."
'Chirp!'
"Hey! I'm jealous too, you know. My Churi might get stolen from me by some douche."
'Chirp chirp?'
"I finished my latest manga chapter last week! I don't have to work 'til next month! It's perfectly fine for me to slack."
'Chirp.'
"Thank you. I will return to my anime."
After the weirdest conversation ever, Airi turned her attention back to the TV.
'Chirp.'
"Ugh," she groaned, "What now?"
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Airi's eyes widened.
"HEY! Only one bird can kiss me like that, and it's your mom! I am totally going to tell on you."
* * *
"Thanks for all the help, Takayanagi."
One of the pet shop owners, a tall blonde guy named Kuro, told Akane.
"Yeah, you're awesome," grinned Koge, a rather short boy with messy brown locks.
"Yup. You really helped me with these two, too. Especially Kuro. She's quite the mess maker."
Vip, the eldest with short magenta-dyed hair tied in a small ponytail, smiled warmly.
Akane merely returned the kind feedback with a grin.
"Wait," the girl's face turned into a questioning expression, "Did you just say 'she'?"
"Yeah. Kuro-chan's a girl. You surprised?"
"Y-Yes I am! I've been addressing him--er--her, 'Kuro-kun' for the whole day!"
Koge burst into laughter and hit the back of Kuro, "Damn, man."
"Shut it," Kuro groans.
"I may look and sound like this, but I'm actually a guy." Vip beamed innocently.
"WHAT!?" Akane exclaimed.
Koge's laughter intensified.
Kuro then walked back to the conversation, "You know, Takayanagi, Koge's a girl too."
"Haha--HEY!"
Akane was totally confused, as she stood there staring at her three bosses.
She would've been there all night if the trio didn't usher her outside.
She received a text message a few seconds later after she started walking.
It was from Airi.
「Hey. You going home yet? :bored:」
『Yeah. I'll be home in an hour.』
「Oh, okay.」
『How are my babies?』
「They're fine. Poporu kissed me.」
『Aw, would you look at that. You're getting along. :nya:』
「True, but I only want you to kiss me.」
『That's sweet~!』
「I'm serious.」
『Alright, alright. The bus is coming. See you at home, weirdo :on slopkiss:』
「Stay safe, birdy. :on slopkiss:」
* * *
"I'm home~" Akane slipped off of her shoes and onto the cold wooden floor of her apartment.
"Ah, welcome back." Airi was at the dining room eating a plate of potato chips ever so formally with a spoon and fork.
She stood up, approached Akane and wrapped her arms around her waist.
"I missed you," she pouts.
"Yeah, yeah. I'm going to make dinner. Let's catch up later."
"Thank god. I've been eating potato chips all day," Airi sighed and let go of Akane, letting her make dinner.
"Well who told you to do that? I told you to order McDonald's right?"
"I was lazy."
Akane puffed her cheeks, "Whatever. I'm gonna cook. Feed Papi-tan and the others."
"Okay then."
Airi strode to the living room and unlocked all five cages there, after getting a couple packets of bird feed at the kitchen counter.
Papi, Pino and Popo happily fed off of Airi's hands, while Pucho hesitated, as he always had a bit of a fright towards her.
Poporu, on the other hand, nested on top of Airi's head. Again.
"Chuuri," she called over to the kitchen, "Pucho and Poporu aren't eating."
"Okay, I'm coming," Akane called back.
Not even five minutes later, Akane emerged from the kitchen, still donned in an apron that 'really freaking fits her' as Airi says.
The five birds, upon noticing their owner, all flew up to her and greeted the girl with soft pecks and chirps.
Akane couldn't help but laugh and fall more in love with her pets.
As Airi watched that Akane from the couch, she couldn't help but fall more in love with her.
"Stop that stare, Airin," Akane giggled, breaking Airi from her trance, "It's weirding me out."
Airi huffed and stood up, walking towards Akane to probably pull her close into a hug again, but Poporu interfered, flying right between the two.
Akane drew her hands to let the cockatiel nestle itself on them.
"Aw, Poporu-chan missed me."
She took the bird closer.
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"HEY!" Airi exclaimed, "What about me?"
"What about you?" Akane pouts.
"Poporu's been stealing everything from me! First my lips that are supposed to belong to only you and my holy anime figurines, and now he stole your lips that're supposedly mine!"
"Oh, come on, Airi. He probably got influenced by Sakura Trick. And plus, he's a bird! Are you nuts?!"
"I prefer jealous, thank you very much!"
As the two argued, the five birds flew back to their meal.
"Fine! I'll kiss you then!" Akane shouted.
"Go ahead!"
Just then, realizing what was wrong, the two stared at each other redly.
"I... I'll kiss you, then." Akane repeated in a softer voice.
"...Go," Airi shifted her feet awkwardly.
Akane dragged her feet slowly towards Airi, lessening the distance between them.
As she stood right in front of the taller girl, with nothing else but air and a few centimeters separating them, Akane slightly tiptoed and captured Airi's lips.
Airi twined her arms around Akane's waist and pulled her even closer as their lips pressed further against each other.
For a moment, the couple that consisted of a weirdo and a bird was silent.
Until...
'Chirp chirp chirp!'
Their lips separated, and the first thing Airi did was to glare at Poporu.
Akane smiled and gave Airi a quick kiss on the cheek to divert her attention back to herself.
"Stop getting jealous over my babies, okay?"
Airi pouts at her, "How would I do that?"
"Tell you what. Whenever you're jealous over them, I'll kiss you. How does that sound?"
"Hm," the older girl leaned her forehead against Akane's, "I'm jealous right now."
FURUYANAGAAAYY!! :mon zoom:
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That was like fuel for my shipper soul thank you for that beautiful furuyanagi story
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Oh my....! This's so freaking funny and cute...! :shy1: :shy2:
Airin is totally a weirdo here, eating chips with fork and spoon. LOL . And the conversation with the bird just.. EPIC! :on lol:
And the last part made me grinning like crazy.. Nice job, author-san. :farofflook:
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A Pervert and Jealousy
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This's the combination of funny, cute, weird, n sweet. :on GJ:
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Twitter
Kumi thought of Mizuki's advice for her one day.
"You should make some social media accounts. The fans'd love it, and it's great for the project."
As she lied there on her bed, her usual place of thinking, the idea actually grew onto her.
She opened her laptop which was conveniently at the foot of her bed.
After a few minutes of keyboard clacking, mouse tapping, and hums of thought, she was able to create a Twitter account.
She consulted her manager a bit about it, and had the account ready for her in no time.
She posted her first tweet, introducing herself and a brief message.
She then stood up from her bed to fix herself a cup of coffee.
Upon her return, there were hundreds of notifications waiting for her already, all favoriting and retweeting her post, following her account.
There were also a few warm and welcoming replies, such as "Welcome back!", "It's been a while, I'm so happy!" and the like.
Kumi can't help but smile.
At least the idea wasn't at all bad.
But now she didn't know what else to do.
A call from her phone.
"Hello?"
"Kuumin!"
It was Mizuki.
"Glad you made a Twitter! Come over to the cafe across the street. We're going to the signing event."
"'Kay then. I'll be there in five minutes."
* * *
A few posts here and there, Kumi's twitter was starting to come alive.
Well, especially since she already has quite a lot of followers now.
She can't believe it herself; 13K followers in a day? Insane.
A few seconds later, her phone vibrated, indicating a message.
Mizuki again.
「Follow some people! Your news feed must be so bare lol」
Yuria Kizaki.
Kumi softly laughed.
She opened Twitter on her phone, pondering on who to follow.
Yuria Kizaki.
"Hm," she thought, "I should let Rena-chan know I made a Twitter or something. She'll get mad at me if she finds out late."
And so she followed Rena.
Yuria Kizaki.
"Oh, I know. I should follow that Ex-KE member I saw last week," she smiled, "Tsukina-chan it is."
Another follow.
Yuria Kizaki. Yuria Kizaki. Yuria Kizaki.
After a few more seconds of stalling and keeping herself from typing it, she gave in and did it.
On the search bar, she typed, 'yuriaaa_peace', and tapped on the one and only verified account of her beloved kami oshimen.
She clutched her heart the minute she saw her profile picture, along with a few pictures of her and AKB member Juri.
The second her heartbeat skipped, she tapped on the follow button.
But then, regret followed her.
'It's been a while since I saw her. Would she still remember me? Would she know it's actually my account? Would she... Follow back?"
Kumi blinked.
She shook her head.
"The hell," she thought, "I sound like a desperate fangirl..."
She turned her gaze back to her phone, still displaying Yuria's account.
"...Which I probably am..." she then sighs.
She browsed Yuria's account further, and felt her heart sinking a bit.
Her Yuria was doing so well in AKB.
Not to mention her regularly being in senbatsu.
And she's earned quite a number of friends and trustworthy seniors, along with honored juniors.
She was doing so well, Kumi could feel a tear in her eye.
They haven't been in contact at all for the past few years.
Whenever Shiori brings her to the studio where they were working on Mizuki's project, neither one could even greet each other.
Not even a smile.
Not even a glance.
She felt even worse when she attended Yuria's final concert as an SKE mem--
Kumi's phone sounded again, breaking her thoughts.
The idiot didn't even realize her mind was astray.
Putting that aside, it was a message from an unknown number.
「Kuumin?」
『Who is this?』
「It's Yuria.」
What a sight for sore eyes.
『How do I know it's you?』
「You kissed me during the shooting of KataFai because you thought I was jealous of Kanon.」
『Omg it IS you.』
「Yeah. Can you please open your apartment door now? I've been ringing the doorbell for hours.」
"Holy idol butts," Kumi cursed and staggered towards the main door.
She opened it, just in time to find Yuria raise her head from her phone.
"Yu-Yu-Yu-Yu--" Kumi stuttered.
Yuria giggled, "You haven't changed, Kuuchan. I love your hair, though."
Kumi absentmindedly ran her fingers along her own brown locks, "Thanks..."
They made themselves comfortable on the couch in Kumi's living room.
Placing her emptied coffee cup on the coffee table, Yuria spoke first.
"You made a Twitter, hm...?"
Kumi nodded.
"I followed you."
"I'm glad you did... I thought you'd forgotten about me."
Kumi shook her head rapidly.
"I'd never! I mean, I'm your number one fan."
"Then where are your calls? Where are your diabetic-ally sweet supportive texts?" Yuria raised her tone and pouted at Kumi.
"I stopped them because I thought I was annoying you," Kumi replied, "And, well, I think your phone number changed."
"AH!" The round-faced exclaimed, "I forgot to tell you my phone broke."
"Eh? Why, what happened to it?"
"I got karma'd... I made fun of Annin's broken phone."
Kumi burst into laughter.
Yuria could only glare at her with a deep blush, "Stop laughing!"
"But it's-it's it's hilarious!" Kumi wheezed, wiping away a tear.
"Geez, Kuumin! Your sense of humor is weird!"
Though Kumi hasn't changed, Yuria has.
Quite a lot, as Kumi thinks.
The usual respectful junior of hers was gone.
And so was that usual tsundere-ish roundface.
Yuria just kept pouting at her redly as Kumi's laughter started dying down.
"Are you done?" she rolled her eyes.
Kumi coughed a few times, then sighed.
"I'm done."
"Well then, I'm going. I still have a sleepover with Juri."
"What? So soon?"
"I'll visit. Don't worry."
"Yeah, but..."
"Bye bye, Kuuchan."
"W--"
Before any other word, the door to Kumi's apartment closed.
The older girl sighed.
Yuria has become quite cold.
Kumi returned to her room a few minutes after reminiscing in old SKE48 memories.
When she got there, her phone was lit, showing a notification.
[ 1 message from Unknown Number ]
She opened it.
The message contained a bunch of random numbers and an address, along with it, the words "Visit when you feel like it. Don't forget to call, too."
Another notification.
Twitter, this time.
She launched the app, and what greeted her was something that caused her to smile.
[ Kizaki Yuria followed you ]
"Ah," she smiles wider, dropping motionlessly on her bed; her brown locks a mess, "So you're still a tsundere after all."
> < > <
Kumi gritted her teeth as she watched Majisuka Gakuen Season 5.
"Yuria in a school uniform is adorable, but this Chinese douchebag is ruining it!"
Her hands balled into fists, and she started punching the daylight out of her pillow.
"'I just want to do some S&M' my freaking ass! HOW DARE HE TOUCH MY YURIA!"
More merciless punches.
"And that guy who tried to steal a kiss..."
Punch.
"I HOPE HIS BALLS ROT IN HELL!"
She heard a creak near the door of her room.
She quickly turned her head, only to meet with a shock-filled Yuria.
"Yuria-chan." Her name slipped out of her lips while her eyes widened.
"Kuumin." Yuria breathed in the same monotone.
Silence.
Silence.
Silence.
"I brought donuts..."
"That's... nice."
"Want to eat?"
"Great idea."
I apologize for this nonsense. XD
I actually have three fics I'm working on (KumiYuri, RyoNyaa & KojiYuu) but Kumi's sudden announcement of a Twitter account had me fangirling for hours. And when I found out that Yuria was the first non-graduate member she followed, my shipper heart got destroyed. Even more when Yuria followed back. Thus, this fic was born. I know it doesn't make that much sense so sorry for that XD XD
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Title and ending sucks. :err: Can't help it though. My mind still isn't working properly after watching Team 8 Live :shy1:
Nanami, love~~ :shy2:
Anyway, pardon this story's weird ending and somehow irrelevant(?) title XD
Promises
Haruna Kojima became a nurse a few years after she graduated college.
The first person she was asked to take care of was a girl around her age named Yuko Oshima.
According to the information given to her, 'Yuko' had been feverish and bedridden for the past few months.
Her severe illness, which until now remains unknown and incapable of treatment, left her vision to weaken as her sickness strengthened, making her unable to see clearly to the point where she could hardly see anything at all, except really really blurry images.
"Poor thing," Haruna sighed as she reviewed the papers, before entering the said hospital room of the other girl.
There, in the middle of the wide room with a window on the farthest wall, was a bed surrounded by machines that were doing their best to keep their user alive.
The lonely sound of the heart monitor resounded inside, accompanied by soft heaves of breath.
Haruna walked awkwardly towards the bed and laid the papers on a nearby table.
Yuko, who was lying still on the bed and staring absently into the distant ceiling, apparently heard the little movement.
Her ears twitched like an alarmed dog's.
Haruna, who was never a great observer, actually noticed this small detail and grinned at it.
Deciding to declare her presence before awkwardness would settle, Haruna let out a fake cough.
"Hi. I'm the new--"
"Nurse?" Yuko spoke ahead, "Are you here to tell me how long I've got to live?"
Haruna was taken aback by this.
'Seriously,' she thought, 'What kind of hardships has this girl been through?'
She then blinked, "What? No. I'm not. I'm here to introduce myself. I'll be taking care of you from now on."
Yuko closed her eyes, probably thinking of a reply.
"Your voice... Sounds nice. What's your name?"
"Haruna. Haruna Kojima."
"Kojima..."
Haruna watched in silence as Yuko pursed her lips and crinkled her nose, an adorable gesture of her thinking deeply.
"The kanji of your last name means 'small island', right?"
The tall girl nodded.
"...Am I right?"
Haruna nodded again.
She stayed silent until she realized she's been nodding at a girl who can't see.
She mentally slapped herself before voicing out her reply, "You're right. And yours means the opposite, right?"
"Yeah. How tall are you, Haruna-san?"
"I'm five feet and five inches."
Yuko smiled, "Quite tall for a 'small island'. Nice to meet you."
Haruna smiled back, "Same here."
* * *
It was awkward for the first few weeks.
Haruna checked on Yuko's temperature and heartbeat every visit, and then spent the remaining minutes--and sometimes hours--to have a small chat with her.
* * *
Haruna walked into the room one day while carrying her usual clipboard for the usual drills and a book.
"Morning, Oshima-san," she greets.
"It's morning?" Yuko blinked and turned her head towards Haruna's voice, "I couldn't tell."
"Your vision's bad, of course you couldn't. I'm here for the usual drills," Haruna lets out a small giggle.
Yuko grinned, "Go ahead. How much time do I have with you, though?"
Haruna placed an electric thermometer in between Yuko's lips and sat on the nearby chair.
"A lot. The nurses are all present today so I'm not needed so much. And I brought a book that you might wanna hear."
The thermometer beeped.
Haruna took it off Yuko's lips and examined it, jotting down notes on her clipboard.
"Your temperature is fine," Haruna then said.
"That's rare..." The other mumbled, "...Anyway, what's the book?"
"Rapunzel. You read it yet?"
"I think. I don't remember. Can you read it to me?"
"Why the heck not?" Haruna grinned and opened the book, flipping a few pages to get to the very start of the first chapter.
Yuko spent the duration of Haruna's story listening eagerly, gasping and giggling occasionally.
"...And then, Rapunzel lived happily ever after with her prince charming. The End."
"Wah~" Yuko laughed, "I remember it. My older sister used to read it to me when I was a little squirt."
Haruna only beamed. She was glad that Yuko was starting to smile, compared to the first few days where she hardly even talked nor laughed.
"Hey, Haruna-san," the girl calls, "Can you come closer?"
"Eh?" Surprised at the sudden request, Haruna stared at her, "Why?"
"Just do it~"
Haruna leaned in closer.
Yuko's hand felt the air, trying to come close to where Haruna was.
Her hand touched the girl's brown hair.
"Haha," she giggled, "It's fluffy."
Haruna pouted a bit as Yuko continued her careless caresses.
Then suddenly, her fingers grazed Haruna's cheek.
"Ah," they both said.
"It's... soft." Yuko mumbled.
She gently pinched the skin, earning a somewhat irritated noise from Haruna.
"Oh, sorry," she immediately withdrew her hand after hearing the reaction.
"It's okay. It's okay. People do get carried away with my cheeks a lot, too."
Haruna pressed her hand against the cheek that Yuko touched.
It wasn't the sudden pinch that surprised her.
It was Yuko's... Fingers.
Extraordinarily soft fingers.
Fingers she's never felt graze her skin before.
"Um, Haruna-san...? You're silent. I'm sorry if I pinched too hard."
"Wh-What? Oh, no no no. It's fine." Haruna purposely broke out of her thoughts to not make the girl any guiltier.
* * *
"Hey, Haruna-san," Yuko blinked at the ceiling as she sat up on her bed, which she hasn't been able to do in a while.
"Hm?" Haruna was busy texting with a few friends, but of course, had her ears to be sensitive to Yuko's voice.
"Do you have any pets?"
"Mm... I'm kind of allergic, but if I were to, I'd probably want a cat."
"Really? Why?"
Haruna switched her phone off since she really wasn't paying much attention to her text messages anyway, and faced the eager-faced girl.
"I just like the sound they make. 'Nyan nyan', and such."
"Nyan... Nyan?"
"Yup."
"I'll call you that, then." Yuko smiled casually.
"Hm?" Haruna looked at her.
"If that's the only reason you like them, then I'm calling you 'Nyannyan'. So you don't have to buy a cat or anything else to hear it. And since it looks like we're going to be together in a long while, it's about time I called you something only I can."
Haruna was speechless.
She really had never met anyone else like Yuko Oshima.
"Or is it like, too soon?" Yuko asked blindly.
"It's alright. I like the name," Haruna replied.
"Really? You can call me Yuu, then."
"Yuu... chan?"
"Yep~ Yuuchan!"
* * *
"Kojima-san!" A nurse nearly tripped on her heels running towards the tall girl, "Kojima-san! Kojima-san!"
"Ah, Kasai-san. What's up?"
"Doctor Takahashi is calling for you. It's urgent!"
* * *
Haruna fixed her uniform and knocked at the room with the golden placard that bore the words 'Dr. Takahashi'.
"Come in," a voice called from inside.
She opened the door, stepped inside, and slowly closed it.
She took a seat right in front of the short doctor's desk.
"Do you know why you're here?" He asks.
Haruna shook her head, "Does it concern Oshima-san?"
He nods.
A slight panic hit her.
"What about her?"
Takahashi fixed his glasses and grabbed a few papers near him.
Haruna shifted nervously.
'Don't tell me...' she thought.
"I've been examining your observations and I've visited her last night when you went home."
Haruna waited for the doctor to finish his statement.
His pauses for suspense was really killing her.
"Her illness actually improved. I bet she'll be able to see clearly soon."
The girl absentmindedly breathed a sigh of relief.
Takahashi raised an eyebrow, "Could it be love that aided her recovery?"
"E-Eh?" Haruna blinked, "Ah-- No, no, no. It can't be."
"Hm," the guy grins, "Ever since you came, her condition's been getting better."
The girl laughs, "Maybe it's just a coincidence."
"Ah, well. She's doing well either way. Keep it up, Kojima, whatever you're doing."
Haruna nodded and stood up, catching the hint that she could leave, and approached the door.
"Oh, and by the way," the doctor halted the girl just in time before she turned the doorknob, "Can you call Nurse Maeda? I have some um... unfinished business with her."
"Sure, doc," Haruna winked before exiting, knowing exactly what the so-called 'unfinished business' was.
"Well," the tall girl thought, "I guess I'm gonna tell the others not to disturb the two's private time."
* * *
Haruna entered Yuko's room, bearing the good news.
Fortunately, Yuko was awake.
"Yuu-chan," Haruna hummed, quickly taking a seat on the chair.
"Mm?" Yuko hummed back, turning to the sound of her voice.
"The doctor told me your vision's going to come back soon."
"Eh? Really?" Yuko grinned widely. A grin Haruna's never seen upon her face.
"Yeah. I'm happy for you!"
Yuko giggled, and then said, "Thanks~I can't wait to see you."
* * *
The door to her room closed.
And Yuko was left alone once again.
The girl laid on her back, putting an arm over her eyes.
Her heart has been beating fast during the past few weeks.
It was either her illness acting up again, or maybe... It wasn't.
Her heart's unusual fast pace has caused blood to pump through her veins faster. Maybe that was what made her recover better.
And the reason her heart acted that way had something to do with her nurse Haruna Kojima.
Maybe the girl had weird tricks.
Or maybe Yuko was just pathetically in love.
Or maybe the doctor was giving her medicine late at night when she's asleep.
Or maybe!
Yuko was just pathetically in love.
Or maybe, well, some switch in her flipped and caused her body to start working properly again.
Or maybe Yuko was just pathetically in love.
It took the idea to graze her mind several times before she actually admitted it.
Yuko was just pathetically in love.
Plus, the one she was in love with was someone she hasn't even seen before.
But then again, that would add up to one of the reasons why she should recover faster and get her vision back.
Oh how she cannot wait to see again.
* * *
The clouds were dark one day, as rain started to pour.
Haruna Kojima came into the hospital late, drenched, and cold.
The streets were flooded already, and the cars were moving slowly due to that, so she had to walk all the way from her apartment to the hospital, which proved that it wasn't such an easy task.
Fortunately, the nurses had a spare uniform for her to change into before she entered Yuko's room.
Drying her hair with a small towel, Haruna opened the door and was surprised to find the girl she was taking care of sitting by the windowsill, back facing the door as she watched the cold temperature from outside fog the window pane and small droplets of rain draw crooked lines on it.
"Yuko?"
The mere call of the name made the said girl's ears perk up in the cutest manner.
Yuko turned around.
And a smile formed on her face, gradually turning into a grin.
"Beautiful," she uttered, making Haruna blush a bit.
Yuko approached Haruna until they stood right in front of each other, the latter towering over the former.
"It's nice to properly meet you, 'small island'," she giggles, extending a hand to her nurse.
"Same here, 'big island'." Haruna returned the gesture and they both shook hands, enjoying the warmth and softness their palms emitted.
* * *
Yuko was asked to spend a few more weeks in the hospital before she could be discharged in order to further observe her illness.
The girl didn't mind at all, for she had more time with her Nyannyan.
Haruna, grateful for her free schedule and her boss Takahashi who was busy with something--well, someone--in his office, had nore than enough time to spend with the girl who can now see the world clearly.
And Yuko totally agreed with that 'seeing the word clearly' thing.
Because as far as she knew, there was no better world than the beautiful woman she sees before her eyes.
* * *
It was the day before Yuko was to be discharged from the hospital.
Haruna had the day off, so she decided to go out on a road-trip with some of her close friends since college.
As they were filling up her car's tank at a gas station however, her phone rang.
It was Atsuko Maeda, her fellow nurse.
"Hello, Acchan? What's up?" Haruna greeted when she answered the call.
"Kojiharu-san. Something came up. Oshima-san's discharge tomorrow is cancelled."
"What?! Why?"
"She got hit by a high fever when she woke up today. Her illness got worse. She-She can't breathe properly and her vision is fully impaired. She can't see anything but darkness--It's horrible to watch her like this."
"Wh... B-But she was perfectly fine yesterday! Why the hell would her illness be acting up again now?"
"We have no idea either. Please, drop by her room tomorrow. She's been asking for a 'Nyannyan' ever since she woke up, and we all know that Nyannyan thing has something to do with you."
* * *
Haruna opened the door to Yuko's room the next day.
Everything was silent, for the first time in weeks.
During the days when Yuko was well, her room was always filled with laughter.
Now, everything was back to day one.
As Haruna's soft footsteps joined along with the beeps of the heart monitor, Yuko let out pained breaths.
The tall girl took a seat right beside Yuko's bed, the latter's back facing her.
Haruna's lips parted, yet her voice came out weaker and more shaky than she expected.
"Yuuchan?"
The usual twitch of the ears from Yuko, followed by a whimper.
"Nyan... Nyan..." she voices out in a soft tone; pain obviously evident in her voice.
"I've been trying to find you..."
"I'm right here," Haruna assured, "I'm right here, Yuuchan."
She sensed Yuko having trouble turning around to face her, so Haruna simply stood up from her seat and went to the bedside Yuko faced, crouching to the ground to level herself with the other.
Her hand instinctively traveled to meet Yuko's pale and cold one, giving her a bit of her warmth and to further reassure her that she was right there.
"Nyannyan, I'm scared... I can't see anything. I can't see... You. I... I..."
Haruna merely stroked the younger girl's cheek, along with her head.
"It's okay. I'll stay here. You'll get better."
Despite the calmness in her voice, inside her brain was a storm as she gazed upon a rare face of Yuko's.
The usual glint in her eye, despite not seeing clearly, was gone.
Only a pair of blank eyes were left.
Yuko squeezed Haruna's hand slightly, "What if I don't...? What if I..."
"You won't die. I promise. I promise you."
Yuko let out another pained breath.
"You know... My mother was like this before she died. Don't you think it's my turn...?"
It was then that Haruna stood up.
"No," she said, "You'll definitely get better! And I'll make sure of it! And I swear, I'll be by your side until you do."
Yuko was silent for a bit, "You... will?"
Haruna crouched back and brushed a few stray locks from the girl's face, "You bet."
For a second, a small smile appears on Yuko's face, until a weak wheeze interrupted it, along with a horrible cough.
* * *
Haruna closed the door to Yuko's room one night to leave.
She leaned against the nearby wall, and sighed.
It had been a few days after Yuko's cancelled discharge.
Her condition was improving once more, but her vision still hasn't.
But that wasn't the only thing bothering her.
It was... Yuko. Not her condition, but Yuko herself.
Well, she knew this time would come.
It always would, whenever she gets herself too involved with someone.
But she was surprised that it was with a girl this time.
It was unexpected.
But nevertheless, Haruna accepted it.
Haruna Kojima was in love with Yuko.
Yet she musn't let her feelings escape her.
She would stay with Yuko until she got better, as promised.
Only until then.
* * *
"We found the source to Oshima's sickness."
Haruna blinked stupidly at the doctor in front of her.
"Say what, now?"
Takahashi sighed, "It's a clot of blood cells in her brain. It's affecting the blood flow to the part of the brain that controls her eyesight, along with the few functions of her respiratory system. If we operate immediately and cautiously, she might be saved."
Haruna gaped at the doctor even further.
"Y-You mean. She can get better?"
"Affirmative."
"And the sickness... It won't come back, right?"
"Most likely. But the operation is risky, and it might have a large chance of failure."
Haruna balled her fists, "...Please do whatever you can to save her."
* * *
"Do you think I'll survive the operation?" Yuko asks with a weak laugh.
"Of course you would. You're strong." Haruna beamed at her.
"Hm, when I get better again, I want to go to the beach."
"Oh?"
"Yeah. Or maybe the fields. Somewhere where the blue sky streches far."
"That sounds nice, Yuuchan."
"Nyannyan?"
"Mm?"
"What are you thinking about?"
"...What do you mean?"
"You don't sound like your usual self."
"I..."
Haruna stared at Yuko.
She then gulped, swallowing the nervousness that made a lump in her throat.
"I'm thinking of moving to another hospital."
"What? When?"
Haruna pursed her lips, "After you get better. I mean--That's what we promised, right? I'll be here for you 'til you get better."
"Yeah, but... Why? Why are you gonna move?" Yuko, despite being blind, stared at Haruna, trying to see that face again to see if she was kidding.
Haruna though, saw the girl's attempts and sighed at it.
Looks like she's gonna have to say it.
"I'm in love with you, Yuuchan," she said flatly, "And--and I know it's wrong, but I just do. I know that if I stay any longer with you, these feelings will get worse and worse. And besides, we're just..."
After that, Haruna blinked a bit and tried to find that word that kept her struggling.
And Yuko just stayed silent.
"...We're just friends," Haruna finished.
Silence again.
Only silence and the beeps of the heart monitor.
Until...
"Haruna..." Yuko said in half a whisper, "...Are you crying...?"
Haruna's eyes widened at her.
Just as then, a tear streamed down along her already wet cheeks.
The nurse herself didn't even realize she was crying.
How could a blind girl tell so much about her?
"...You're crying," Yuko smiles a bit as she felt a teardrop fall on her arm, "I can tell."
"H... How?"
"I've been observing..."
"Eh...?"
"I've been observing Haruna from the start, and I can tell the littlest changes in your usual self. Even your voice."
Yuko raised her hand with the urge to wipe the tall girl's tears away.
Luckily, Haruna guided her to her face, where she felt her skin come in contact with Yuko's extravagant soft fingertips once more.
"Haruna..." she calls, even softer this time, "...Promise me two things...?"
She felt the older girl nod against her hand.
Taking that as a yes, Yuko continued.
"...Promise me you won't just stay by my side when I recover. Promise me you'll stay even longer after that."
Haruna smiles, "...I'll stay forever if you want."
"I'd... I'd love that," Yuko smiled back.
"What's the second one?"
"...If I die after the operation, promise me you'll hold the happiest party you ever had?"
Haruna's heart broke a bit after those words. But nonetheless, she promised.
"It'll be the very best."
* * *
Haruna exited Yuko's room that night, still feeling a small weight in her heart.
The girl still didn't receive an answer to her confession.
She sighs and places a hand against her cheek, where the feeling of Yuko's touch still lingered.
"At least," she mumbles, "I get to stay by her side. Even just as a friend."
_ * _ * _ Haruna Kojima POV _ * _ * _
May 13, 2016
1:48 PM
It's been three years since Yuko's death.
It had all happened so fast.
Only now did I have the courage to touch this journal again, for the past entries had too much to do with her.
Anyway, I kept my promise.
After her funeral, I threw the biggest party I ever had with the hospital staff, who fortunately understood what I had with Yuko in the first place.
She confessed her love to me the night before her operation.
Bad timing, I told her.
Of course, me, being stupid, expected her to live.
Because why wouldn't you want to live when the person you love reciprocates your feelings?
She died, though.
Apparently, her body couldn't handle the sudden blood changes for the better.
Putting all of those aside, I do visit her grave pretty often. Once a week, actually.
Her final resting place has a great view.
There, the sky is wide, just as she wished.
And at night, the full beauty of the stars is exposed.
I do believe she loves it there.
Since I don't have anything else to say, I'll be ending it here.
'Til the next entry.
I sigh as I reread the page over and over again. The latest journal entry over and over again.
It has, indeed been three years since Yuko's operation.
Three years since our fateful encounter.
Three years since our short love story.
I hear a large thud from the other room next to mine.
I groan.
It must be that kid I'm babysitting.
I quickly get up from my desk and out of the room for a quick check.
Opening the door to the other room, I'm greeted by my girlfriend holding the kid of Doctor Takahashi and Nurse Maeda, eyes teary.
"You idiot, I told you not to wake him up," I glare at the short brunette in front of me.
She merely gives me a goofy grin, showing that cute set of teeth, "I was only playing with him a bit."
I roll my eyes and took the infant into my arms, rocking him to sleep.
"Takaboss and Acchan are gonna kill me if they find out their child didn't get enough sleep."
"Sorry, then," my girlfriend pouts.
"Sheesh, just wait outside. I have something to discuss with you, too."
"Oh shi--" Before she continued saying a swear word, I glared at her. She understood what my look meant and obediently got her beautiful butt outside the door.
I rocked the baby to sleep, the way Acchan taught me, and set it inside its crib.
Man, it's been three years.
Three years, and Acchan and Dr. Takahashi already got four kids. Cheese and crackers, those two got busy.
I suppress a giggle and then went outiside.
My girlfriend was pacing around the hallway.
I call her to my room.
I sat there on the bed, watching her enter.
Her eyes quickly darted from my desk (now rid of my journal), and then back to me.
She beams at me with that cute pout and the usual fakely innocent eyes.
She knows.
"You probably know why I called you here, right?" I ask her.
I sense her make a small shiver at the tone of my voice.
"Uh... No?" She grins.
I roll my eyes, "You messed with my stuff again. My journal, this time."
She grins wider and places a hand at her forehead.
"Ah, you got me."
"Of course I got you. You're the only one who has the guts to mess with me."
"Yeah, sorry! It was just real interesting."
"What's interesting?"
"The journal entries. The days when you were in love. All that shiz. It was actually adorable."
I felt my cheeks burn--Just how much did that squirt read?
"'Her lively eyes, her cheerful smile', such cute descriptions," she continues talking, "That person must be so gorgeous."
I only nod, "She is. Well, was."
"Eh? Why?" She tilts her head at me.
"You see, she died."
A slight shock covered her face, "Wha--Why?"
"Because she wrote stupid fake entries on my journal."
I stood up and pounced at her, pulling her to a hug.
She laughed heartily on my chest.
"Seriously though, don't write on my journal again. You can't even write a convincing entry. And you call yourself my girlfriend."
I feel her pout against my skin.
"Well we've only been dating for three years..."
"Yeah. Continue with those antics and there won't be another three years."
"Nnnnnno," She twines her arms around me tightly, "I won't let you break up with me."
"Who said so?"
"You promised me you'd stay with me forever."
I grin, then hugged her back.
"Oh yeah. I almost forgot."
"Almost? Honestly, Nyannyan. And you call yourself my girlfriend."
I can only laugh at her mockery. In fact, I was too busy laughing that I didn't notice her, nor feel her stand on the tips of her toes...
...And steal a kiss.
"Happy Anniversary," she smirks at me.
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eh? yuko's died or not?
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SPOT! XD
TEAM 8, SAIKOU~ /o/
NANAMIN IS RABU, NANAMIN IS LAIFU
EDIT: HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOY! :wub:
This is probably one of the best KojiYuu updates from you. I love it hihihihi :twothumbs
DAMN YOU YUKO! :mon zoom:
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:love:I think this is the longest kojiyuu fic from your OS collection.....
And the best story ever..:cool1:
MORE!!!!! More kojiyuu!!!!
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nice ending ^_^ I thought yuko died but did not hahahaha
Nice OS, kojiyuu is awesome and adorable.
Atsumina in 3 years had 3 or 4 kids so fast :shocked
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ahhh, its a great story :D
i thought yuko really die, but unexpected ending :on GJ:
:twothumbs
please write kojiyuu more, hehe
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@Haruko - Nope~
@ChibiRine - TRUE DAT. Her epic mic drop intro tho. <3
@arawche079 - It's probably my longest fic yet. xD Thank you~! I'll definitely write more.
@xswordeyesx12 - Awe, thanks~ And, yeah. AtsuMina kids.
@shanju - Thank you! I'll write more~
Hanabi wa Owaranai
On a lone rooftop of a deserted school, two idols famous for their stupidity stood, waiting for the last few minutes of the current year to pass for them to greet a new.
Kumi Yagami's heart pounded inside her as she ran around in her mind panicking, leaving the Kumi on Earth dazed and partially unconscious.
Her best friend, Yuria Kizaki on the other hand, was completely distracted by the amazing display of fireworks exploding over her head.
She just couldn't help a small wonder-filled giggle whenever a firework makes the faint whistle noise and the occasional 'boom'.
And, not to mention, she was all giddy because she was watching those fireworks with someone she cared a lot about. Like, a lot.
"Kuuchan, Kuuchan!" She said excitedly, bouncing a bit up and down and turning to Kumi.
Kumi snapped to her senses and clumsily stuttered a reply, "Wh-Wh-Ah?"
Yuria pointed to the sky, decorated by extravagant fire flowers popping and bursting into an array of colors.
"You see?" She grins, "Aren't they amazing?"
A quick arrowshot to Kumi's heart.
This idiot's childishness was too much to handle.
"I-I see. They're round--I mean, adorable--I mean--"
Kumi cursed at herself for her own stupidity.
Luckily, Yuria didn't notice because of how she was focused on the view above her.
Time check: 11:56. A few minutes before the start of the new year.
Kumi's eyes were still fixed on Yuria.
And Yuria's eyes, on the sky.
The fireworks were dying down, making way for the townsfolk to start the countdown with high spirits.
Kumi gulped and loosened the muffler around her neck, trying to rid herself of the nervousness.
This was it.
She closes her eyes, then takes in a deep breath.
"YURIA!"
Yuria jumped and turned her attention to the one who called her, blinking at her confusedly.
"K-Kuuchan?"
Kumi was in front of her, eyes screwed tightly, lips slightly trembling, her fists closed, and her nose crinkled.
"Yuria, I... I LIKE YOU!"
"E-Eh?"
"NO! I LOVE YOU ALREADY!"
"Eh... I-I do too!"
"I LOVE YOU! A-AND I DON'T JUST LOVE YOU AS A FRIEND--I WANNA MARRY YOU AND--"
"Kuumin, I know! You're being too lou--"
"AND I WANT TO DO STUFF TO YOU IN B--"
Yuria.
Kissed.
Her.
Being an idiot who could've covered Kumi's mouth with her scarf, our genius Yuria thought it'd be a great idea to silence her with a kiss instead.
Not only would it shut the girl up, it would also serve as her silent reply to Kumi's loud confession.
And plus, it'd calm Yuria's urges to kiss her adorably dorky senior.
Three birds with one stone.
Noticing that Kumi hadn't moved since she felt her lips touch hers, Yuria pulled away and greeted the older's flushed face with a small smile.
The priceless blush Kumi had on her face reached hotly up to her ears, glowing brightly by each second she felt the lingering feeling of Yuria's lips.
The girl in front of her was about to say something, but whatever she did want to say, it was all drowned out by the sound of hundreds of fireworks going off as a sign of the new year.
Yuria, for once, paid no mind to it and inched closer to Kumi, making sure to be close enough for either one to hear the other.
"I love you too," she grins.
Those words boomed in Kumi's head, louder and clearer than how Yuria had said it.
"I... I... Y-You..?"
Yuria could see a light in Kumi's eyes.
A light even brighter than that of the brightest firework.
She nodded happily, "Yup."
"Then... Then does that mean we're official?"
"If that's what you call it."
"Th-Then, um..."
Kumi licked her drying lips and caught the slightest taste of Yuria's as she was at it.
"Can I... Kiss you again?"
Yuria leaned her head closer, her nose softly bumping Kumi's.
"Sure."
That light in Kumi's eyes shone brighter than before.
She tilted her head a bit and caught Yuria's lips.
Yuria smiled against the kiss and wrapped her arms around Kumi's neck, twirling the older girl's short wavy hair with her fingers.
The passion of the two girls' love was hotter than those fireworks above them.
And much like their love, those fireworks never end.
I just made this out of a weird sketch I made while being bored to death in History class. :v Hope it's okay.
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I'm back with some WMatsui :heart: It's frustrating to see that SKE48 isn't part of Kouhaku this year :depressed:
On the bright side, I think SKE's time to shine is real soon, especially since we have Jurina back, and Love Crescendo just got formed :heart:
Have some mama Rena and papa Jurina love!
A Family
"Again?" Rena replied to the sudden call of her previous manager, "What the heck has she been doing?"
"She's been training with Team S and the Research Students for the past few weeks. She's been teaching all of them the proper dance moves and taking responsibility for their mistakes. She probably got stressed after all of that. And plus, she's the full leader figure of SKE48 again. But now, she doesn't have you by her side to play as the two pillars for SKE together."
Rena sighed.
"Fine. I'll be in the hospital by an hour."
* * *
"Rara-chan, you need more energy in this part of the song," Jurina pointed out to the young Research Student.
Rara nodded and proceeded in her practice.
"On the other hand," Jurina said, turning around to Team S' side, "Rion and Ryouha, you need to move your arms and legs a bit more."
The two heeded their senior's words and went back to the others.
"Oh, and Masanya, you need t--" Jurina was about to lecture Masana, when suddenly, she felt her lungs tighten and her breathing hitch.
She wheezed and coughed, desperate to catch the slightest bit of oxygen she needed.
Her vision darkened, and she felt the world spin under her uneasy feet.
"J-Jurina?!" Masana quickly took action and caught the girl before she hit the ground.
"Jurina!" Sae ran to her side to check on her, "She's burning! Someone call an ambulance!"
The whole room rushed and shuffled to call for help.
"Damn it, Jurina, you're pushing yourself again," Sae groaned and tried her best to give the girl some air, "Rena's gonna be pissed."
Jurina's chest heaved up and down abnormally, her breathing still unusual.
The world around her was blurry, and she could barely hear a thing.
Sooner or later, she blacked out completely.
* * *
Rena crossed her legs uncomfortably while waiting for the younger Matsui to be conscious again.
Fiddling a bit with her phone, she decided to reassure the SKE members that Jurina was fine, and she was resting.
Minutes of silence later, she heard a small groan.
Jurina was awake.
The girl opened her eyes then squinted, the sheer whiteness of her surroundings slightly blinding her.
Rena smiled at this and moved her chair closer to Jurina's bed.
Jurina, upon hearing the movement, turned her head.
With her vision returning, she immediately recognized the girl in front of her.
She smiled back with that Cheshire smile of hers.
"So it takes me to get hospitalized to get you to visit, hm?"
The previous smile on Rena's face turned to an angered frown.
"Shut it. I'm busy."
"Apparently not busy enough, since you're here."
"It's... My free time."
Jurina eyed Rena suspiciously for a few seconds, but let her excuse go.
"So what brings you here, Rena-chan? It's been a while since you've visited me in a hospital."
The older girl's look became stern.
"I came here to lecture you. What did I tell you about overworking?"
Jurina huffed, "What do you care? You don't have the right. You're not in SKE anymore."
"Stop making it look like it's my fault. And plus, I have the right. I'm your friend!"
"Friends don't leave each other, Rena-chan. And you promised we'd raise SKE together. Friends don't break promises!"
"Well you're the first one who broke it! You accepted a concurrent position with AKB in a heartbeat, became center in one of their singles, and even spent more time with them! I thought we were supposed to overtake them?!"
"I accepted the concurrency so I can get AKB fans to learn more about SKE!"
"Oh really? How?!"
"Holy cheese balls, you two, arguing so early in the morning?"
Yuria entered the room carrying a bouquet of flowers.
She greeted the two Matsui's with a nod and placed the flowers near Jurina's bed.
"I brought an idiot with me, too. Hope you don't mind."
"Who is it?" Jurina asked.
Right when she asked that, someone burst through the door and fell headfirst to the floor.
A girl with long brown hair sat up and shook her head, eyes scanning the room to look for the round face who accompanied her to the hospital.
"Who you calling idiot, idiot?"
"Kuumin?" Rena looked at the new arrival and smiled at the familiar face.
"Hi, Rena-chan~" Kumi grinned and waved at her.
"Kuuchan!" Jurina sat up from her bed to get a better look at her former kiss victim.
Kumi appreciated the attention.
"At least you guys missed me. Unlike some genius over here."
She flashed Yuria a look.
Yuria returned it with her tongue out.
"'ey! Started the fun without us, have you all?" Nishishi leaned against the doorframe carrying a basket of sweets, Yukko and Ogichan right behind her.
"Nishishi!" Jurina noticed the guy-looking girl carrying an interesting gift, "Are those for me?"
"Eat it when you're well, kid," Nakanishi grinned.
"When you're well," Rena emphasized.
Jurina pouted at that but shook it off easily when the FuruYanagi pair came in.
"I brought--" Airi hiccuped, "--Wiiiinnneeeeeeee."
Airi was waving a nearly empty bottle of french wine in her hand with her other arm wrapped around Akane's shoulder.
"Sorry about Airin," Akane sighed, "I can't leave her alone like this. She's been drinking a lot ever since..." She leaned closely to Rena and whispered, "...She found out the author of Attack on Titan is planning on killing Levi in the future."
"No!" Rena gasped, "She loves him!"
Akane nodded solemnly, "I feel bad for her."
"'eeeeyy Chuuriii. I'm flying~ I'm a bird now ahahhahahahahaaa."
"That's nice, baby," Akane said, patting the arm Airi had around her shoulder.
"Who's having a drinking party without us?" Mizuki and Mieko's heads poked through the door. Right after them was Masanya and Rara, with Ryouha following closely behind.
"Kaatsuooo~! Old laadyyy~! Drink with meeeeeee~~!"
"No one's drinking with these many minors in the room. Not on my watch," Rena glared.
Mizuki and Mieko stared at her.
Airi hiccuped, "Quick, someone blind her."
"NO!" Akane huffed.
* * *
"Hey, Jurina," Masanya smiled, "Your daughter Rara achieved something great today."
"Oh really?" Jurina grinned at Rara, "What did she do?"
Rena's ears perked up when she heard 'daughter'.
She flashed a half-quizzical and half-what-the-hell-do-you-mean-daughter look at Masanya.
Masana shrugged and kept that creepy look that belonged to your average lolicon in paradise.
Rara stood up from her comfortable place on Ryouha's lap and approached Masana, who was right beside Jurina's bed.
Masana took the younger girl onto her own lap so that she was facing Jurina.
"What did you do, Rara-chan?" Jurina asked again, treating the girl more like a kid than she ever had.
Rara only smiled widely, "I perfected the dance for Papa's position in Jyuri Jyuri Baby."
Rena tilted her head and thought to herself, 'Papa?! What the hell?!'
"That's adorable, kiddo," Jurina praised her and patted Rara's head, "You got your dance skills from me."
Rara giggled, "Yup~ And I got my looks from Mama~"
"Right you are."
Jurina then turned to Rena and winked at her.
Rena realized the things Rara had been saying.
"JURINA!"
"Whhooooooaaaaa someone's *hic* pisssssssed."
Akane muffled the drunken nerd's voice.
Mieko and the others watched as if it was their usual afternoon comedy show.
* * *
"Take care of Kuumin~!"
Akane bid goodbye to Yuria, who was unfortunate enough to take home a drunken Kumi Yagami, who was forced to do a number of shots by Mizuki and the others for not being able to properly stare into Yuria's eyes for more than a few seconds.
"Yeeaah, she's not gonna sleep tonight," the bird lady shook her head right when Yuria and Kumi were out of sight and earshot.
Rena nodded in agreement. Though she did say that she wasn't gonna let them drink any wine, she let them have their fun when Uha and Rara left, and seeing the stupid pleading eyes of Jurina, Mizuki and Mieko.
"Ah, by the way, Churi," Rena turned to Akane, "Shouldn't you be going home and bringing a drunken dork with you yourself?" She cocked her head at the unconscious and snoring Airi on the floor.
"Ah, yeah, right."
Akane took Airi by the arms and started pulling her, until eventually, she had Airi's front pressed on her back, and her arms wrapped around Akane's shoulders.
"Bye bye, Rena-chan~"
Rena waved her hand at the two.
With UhaRara being the first ones to leave along with Masana, followed by Nishishi and the gang, and now, with FuruYanagay gone, WMatsui was left in the room.
Jurina was laying on her side, silently gazing at the elder Matsui.
Rena, who probably felt herself melting, turned her attention to Jurina.
"Mm? What's up with that look, Jurina? Did I hit you too hard a while ago?" She laughed a bit, "I'm sorry about that."
Jurina didn't even blink, and slowly shook her head.
"It's been months since I've had this much fun," she started, still staring into space, "And I just can't stop reminding myself that after I get out of this place, the fun would end."
'Here we go again...' Rena thought.
"I'm always so happy with you guys. Especially with you."
"Jurin--"
"But now most of you are gone. Don't you know how hard it is everyday to enter the studio that we used to enter altogether? Don't you know how hard it is to remember every single fun thing we did there, then get stabbed in the back by the fact that those days would never return?"
Jurina's voice was quavering now. Tears were pooling around her eyes, and she was gripping the pillow quite tightly.
"I need you, Rena. I need all of you back. I need Kuumin. I need Airin. I need Nishishi. I need nee-san, for heaven's sake. I thought that giving my time completely for SKE again would get you all to come back so we could spend time like the old days. I just--"
"Jurina!"
Rena halted the girl's words.
She had had enough.
"The past is past. It won't come back," she said bluntly, "No matter how much you want it. You need to focus on your future. That alone would make us graduates proud. It would make our time with all of you worth it. All our efforts to shape the group. All the tears we held back, all the pain we went through. It'll all be worth it, if we see you guys happy, shining in the spotlight."
"But it's just us," Jurina adds, "How can we be happy if we're not complete?"
"We are complete. We, Mieko, Airin, the others and I, though we're not with you in the spotlight, we'll be happy. Happy for you, and with how the group developed since we left. We'll be by your side even if we're not really there."
Jurina's head drooped lowly, either content with Rena's words, or having nothing else to say.
Rena just sighed and struck another conversation to avoid the silence.
"By the way, what's up with Rara calling you 'Papa'? And... Calling me... 'Mama'...?"
Jurina's face lit up in mere seconds.
"Ah, about that," she smiles, "I told almost half of the Research Students to call us that, since we were basically like the parents of SKE. I think Rara was the only one who wasn't embarrassed enough to do that. The other members went along with it and call me Dad, now."
Rena didn't know whether to laugh, cry, or shout in anger.
She decided to just stand up and approached the door, leaving Jurina to wonder if the older Matsui didn't like the idea she just said.
Jurina watched her with an expression of mixed feelings; worry, surprise, and curiosity.
"Wh-Where are you going?" She managed to ask.
"Home," Rena replied blankly, "Get some rest."
A silent nod, and the sound of a turning doorknob.
As the door opened, Rena turned her head to Jurina.
"Ah, when you get well, take good care of the kids for me," she grinned at her and ended her sentence with a wink, "Okay, papa?"
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A drunken Airin is not a good one.... (Did you base that bit off that video on tumblr? X3)
But Rena and Jurina thinking about SKE's future was sad....
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somehow.. this fic is sad
but i love that papa jurina and mama rena!!! and they have kids too!!
do more wmatsui author-san!!
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So.. now wmatsui have a lot of kids!!love it :D
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@MaYukiIsLife - Yeah, you can say that XD It's true :( WMatsui... Thanks for reading, anyways!
@key17 - I will! Thanks for reading~
@Haruko - Glad you loved it :D Please look forward to more of Wmatsui kids~! XD
I Will Always Love You
There were times when Haruna Kojima really hated Yuko.
Being near her presence, merely seeing her, and sometimes, even just hearing her voice.
Yuko was real trouble, and Haruna simply hated it...
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"Good mornin', Nyannyan~!" Takamina greeted cheerfully one particular day in the theater, "Great weather we're havin', am I right?"
"Yeah, I think," the tall airhead, sitting on a chair near a table replied nonchalantly, not even bothering to look at the midget with overflowing happiness and kept her head hanging low.
"Hey~! Why so glum, kitty cat? It's AKB's first decade! Yuko and the others are coming!"
Haruna's head slowly turned to Takamina, showing the shorter girl a troubled expression, "That's what I'm glum about. Yuko."
"Say what? Why?"
"I'm gonna get harrassed again. Help me, Takamina..."
"Oh. Well I'll try t--"
"NYANNYAAAAAAAN~!"
Yuko burst through the theater doors, basically singing her beloved wife's name.
Taka and Haruna stared at her, Haruna's expression worsening.
"You're screwed," Takamina whispered as Yuko happily skidded her way towards them.
"Uh, hi, Yuko!" The midget greeted the other and tried to hide Haruna in a stupid attempt to save her.
"Outta the way, midget~!"
"Wha--HEY!"
Yuko grinned wider and pushed Takamina away from her field of vision to be able to focus on her one and only waifu.
"Nya~n~Nyan~"
Haruna groaned, "Remind me again, why you're here?"
"Why, Nyannyan, did you hit your head? It's AKB's first decade!"
"I know that, idiot, but why are you here?"
"Isn't it obvious?" Yuko threw herself to Haruna as a hug, "I'm here for a reunion~!"
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The lively sound of Oogoe Diamond rang through the theater as the girls rehearsed for the last time.
Yuko kept winking at Haruna whenever the chorus came up, and the latter tried her very best to ignore it.
"Daisuki da~ Kimi ga daisuki da~" Yuko turned to Haruna again and flashed her the oddest grin a human being could make.
"Oshima!" Takamina called, "Focus!"
Ryouka, who was going to offer water bottles to the graduates, jumped at the sudden call of the name and accidentally dropped the objects she carried.
"What did I do?" The brat questioned.
"Not you, shorty," Takamina playfully teased, to which Ryouka raised her eyebrow in disbelief, "I was talking to Yuko."
Ryouka grunted and picked up the water bottles, clearly mumbling, "Unbelievable. A midget calling me a shorty."
"I can hear you!"
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It was around 5:48 in the late afternoon.
People were already pooling in the guest seats right in front of the stage.
All the members were doing their last-minute preparations; fixing their makeup and, nervously, going along the dance steps to make sure they don't mess up onstage.
Haruna was one of the girls who were sitting in front of a mirror and fixing their makeup.
Yuko, all prepped and fired up, approached the older girl.
She casually slung an arm over Haruna's shoulder and met her eyes through the mirror.
She grinned toothily, "Someone looks gorgeous today."
"Shut up, Yuko."
"Man, I love you~!" Yuko said before pulling Haruna into a hug.
"Yuko! You're gonna ruin my makeup!" Haruna groaned and squirmed in Yuko's arms.
The younger girl let go after a few awkward seconds.
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Migikata was being performed by AtsuMina.
Yuko and Haruna were watching closely, side-by-side.
"Wow, Acchan still has it in her after all these years," Haruna smiled.
"Darn right. Wait a second..." Yuko paused and watched Takamina's actions.
"...No way! Takamidget's gonna cry!" She held back a hearty laugh, tears forming in her eyes.
"Oh, you're right," Haruna said, "She's crying. What an idiot."
Yuko wasn't able to reply properly as she was still busy giggling.
"You think you'd cry if ever we perform Scandalous ni Ikou again?" Haruna asked absentmindedly, still gazing at AtsuMina's tiny interactions.
Yuko wiped a tear from her eyes and managed a proper reply.
"Ah... Probably not."
"Oh, come on, you don't love me that much?"
Yuko paused and looked at Haruna.
Haruna was still watching the performance.
"Oh my god, Nyannyan," the words left her lips.
Haruna turned to face Yuko, "Hm?"
Haruna could see more tears forming in her eyes.
"Are you gonna cry?"
Yuko bit her lip, "I love yooou."
"Honestly..." Haruna rolled her eyes and allowed herself to be hugged by the second crying midget.
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It was the end of an MC.
As Haruna and Yuko weren't part of the performing members for the next song, they hung out in the dressing room after changing costumes.
"Damn, Nyannyan, that part with your heel getting stuck was hilarious!" Yuko laughed noisily, "You're still the same, aren't you?"
Haruna grunted, "And you too."
"Aw, you noticed! I'm glad!" Yuko smiled, "Now how about a hug?"
She spread her arms widely.
"No, you hugged me a while ago already."
"That's a while ago~! I need a hug now!"
"You really haven't changed!"
The dressing room's door opened, and entered the AtsuMina pair.
"Well well well," Acchan giggled, "You two are awfully sweet today."
"Acchan..." Haruna pouted when she turned around to face the other two.
"Yuko's acting weirder than usual," Takamina laughed.
Yuko smirked, "Says the one who can't even look at Acchan without crying."
Acchan laughed in agreement.
"Y-Yes I can!" Takamina retorted.
"Have a staring contest with her, then."
"Well--" Takamina turned red, her eyes darting from Yuko, Haruna, to Acchan.
"W-Well, I'd gladly!"
* * *
Takamina ended up crying, still, much to the three's amusement.
At least, by the end of the MC, Takamina was able to recover from the overflowing feelings.
Before going back to the stage, Yuko ran up and hugged Haruna from behind.
"Don't get your heels stuck again, okay~?"
"Shut up!"
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"Alright, people!" Takamina shouted and stood on a table in the backstage.
It was the theater's after hours already, but the theater manager allowed them to stay a little late since it was the 10th Anniversary.
"Happy Anniversary to us!" The midget raised a cup of Coca Cola up in the air.
The members cheered and raised their own cups in honor.
"You girls can only stay here 'til eleven, okay?" The theater manager smiled, leaving a medium volume of music playing for the enthusiastic mood.
"Yeah, I'll take it from here!" Takamina shouted and waved to the man.
A few hours later, with everyone exhausted, it was time to part ways.
Takamina and Acchan were joined by Mariko, Miichan and Tomochin in a cab to a sleepover at the general manager's place.
Haruna decided to take a separate cab to her apartment, since she was too tired to have a sleepover with the others.
Before entering the cab she called, she was surprised by a sudden call of her name from behind her.
"Nyannyan? Can I come with you?"
Haruna turned around and looked down at Yuko.
"Yuuchan? Aren't you supposed to be with Takamina?"
Yuko shook her head, "I'm too tired. Can I crash by your apartment? Mine's too far from here."
"Uh, sure..."
Now where did all Yuko's energy from before go?
Haruna let Yuko enter the cab first, and afterwards went inside herself.
As the cab drove through half-empty roads, Haruna couldn't help but look at Yuko.
She was staring at the view outside the window, being kind of dull, and unexpectedly quiet.
Seconds passed, and Yuko got her attention away from the window and yawned, inching closer to Haruna and rested her head on her shoulder.
Haruna blinked, "Yuuchan?"
"...Mm?" Yuko hummed lazily.
"Did you drink too much coke?"
Yuko silently nodded.
"You're sick, aren't you?"
Another nod.
"What am I going to do with you..." Haruna sighed and wrapped her arm around Yuko.
Yuko smiled and buried her head further into Haruna's shoulder, making herself comfortable.
Haruna pouted.
Right when she felt Yuko's soft breathing and heard her faint snores, Haruna hesitantly rested her head on Yuko's.
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...But at the end of the day, Haruna had to admit.
No matter how annoying Yuko can be, she would always love her.
Tadaima! Christmas vacation is a day away~ It's been a while, and I've been through quite a tough schedule XD
I'm glad I have a lot of free time now, though~
Anyway, I hope my fics are still good :sweatdrop:
Thanks for reading~~
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what a cute short OS :grin: thankyou for writing it :bow:
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Ayyyyyyyyyy! Best KojiYuu I've ever read for my birthday! :mon inluv:
As expected from Kouhai! :mon XD:
More KojiYuu pleeeeaaaseeee :mon zoom:
Thank you for the great fics~ please write FuuMiru too~ :mon bye:
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Wow, kojiyuu again! Yeheyy :farofflook:
You really great kouchan, hehe
I expected more kojiyuu from you, or atsuyuu is ok hee
Great jobb, :on GJ:
Merry christmas for you, hehe
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@ChibiRine - Hi senpai :D You're welcome~! Luckily, I had an idea for a FuuMiru fic. ^^
@shanju - shanju-san~ ^^ Thank you so much! I'll try to write more! Merry Christmas to you, too!
Inspirations
It was the shooting for Miru Shiroma's episode in AKB48's Horror Series: Adrenaline Night. The girl was already informed of her role and was just waiting for the director's instructions while the set was being prepared.
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"So, Mirurun," Fuuko licked her vanilla-ice-cream-stained upper lip, "I heard you're going to film Adrenaline Night next week."
Miru stretched her legs and relaxed on her chair, "Yeah, I am."
The two were sitting outside of their favorite cafe in Tokyo. It was one of those times when the FuuMiru pair would decide a time off of their idol duties and just spend time with each other to get rid of the stress built in them.
"Well?" The older girl smiled at Miru, "Are you nervous, or what?"
"To be honest, I am," the other replied, "It's completely different from Geinin and Majisuka Gakuen. For Majisuka, I only had to show this face--"
Miru's face formed into the usual scrunched eyebrows and menacing glare of Gekioko student Shirogiku.
"--And the director would count my scenes as good ones as long as I don't mess the lines up. In Adrenaline Night, I really have to show emotions. More than what I've shown during Geinin."
Fuuko blinked a few times before taking another lick of her ice cream.
"Of course it's different, Mirurun. But it'll serve as a great experience for you in the world of acting. Won't it?"
Miru pursed her lips, "Yeah, I guess it would."
"Mhm. Are you still nervous?"
"Well, why won't I be?"
Fuuko took in a small bite of her ice cream and looked into the distance, stroking her famous chin in thought. She took a few more licks of her favorite sweet, giving Miru some awkward air to breathe in.
"I know!" The girl suddenly voiced out and slammed her palm on the table, startling Miru.
"Why don't you set your inspiration as your phone's lock screen?"
Miru tilted her head at her, "What?"
"You use your phone often even on set, right? You even use it for checking the time even though most of the time you have a watch on your wrist."
"Okay," Miru nodded, "So...?"
Fuuko sighed, and finished her ice cream before taking her phone out of her pocket.
"Look at mine," she said, turning the device on and showing it to Miru, "This is my inspiration."
"Ice cream?" Miru replied, staring at the screen that contained Fuuko's lock screen picture, which was a cartoon-ish drawing of vanilla ice cream.
"Yup," Fuuko grinned, "It cheers me up when I'm too nervous to do something. My favorite food always finds a way to make me smile. You should try it, too. That way, you won't get that nervous when you're going to film the scenes."
Miru thought about it and found that it was quite a good idea.
"I'll try it," she smiled.
Fuuko grinned wider, "Great."
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"Shiroma-san," the assistant director called, "The set is finished. It's almost time to film."
Miru replied, "I'll be right there."
She took her phone out of her pocket and pressed the power button, bringing the black screen to life and flashing a single picture.
Right there, smiling at her warmly and holding a cone of vanilla ice cream, was none other than Fuuko Yagura.
Wah~ I'm still trying to get used to writing again XD Anyway, I just had a weird idea to write a fanfiction when I was trying to choose what lock screen to put on my phone. So this was born. Thanks for reading if you read it :P Bye bye~
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AYYYYYYY! 'Tis so sweet. I love it! :mon luv:
Thank youuuuuuuu :on gay:
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Hahaa, its so good kouchann
Hmm, where is my gift? :on comhere: hahaa
Just give me kojiyuu and you will made my day :mon inluv:
Thankyou
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More Wmatsui please :cry: :twothumbs
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@ChibiRine - Aw, thanks, senpai! Merry Christmas ( ; w ;
@shanju - shanju-san~! Merry Christmas, ehehehe :lol: Thanks for reading my fanfics~ I'm sorry if this gift isn't much ( ; v ;
@paru - Yooooooou! HAHAHA~! Merry Christmas~ I'll write more WMatsui. Of course I will~!
365 Days
Once a year, Haruna Kojima would leave her tsundere attitude and stay expressive of her feelings more than usual for 24 hours.
This was one of those times when she would be glad she had met Yuko, who waited 365 days to have her infinite love, finally, reciprocated fully.
* * *
The door of Haruna and Yuko's apartment swung open one night, and Yuko came in, looking quite tired.
"Ah, Yuuchan?" Haruna called from the kitchen, "Is that you?"
"Yeah," Yuko called back softly.
"Come over here. I want to show you something~!"
Yuko dragged her feet towards the kitchen groggily, wondering whatever it is that her dear Haruna was excited about. And right when she reached her destination, she was greeted by Haruna, clad in a bright red santa hat, a red shirt, a pair of white shorts, and a green apron.
Yuko blinked at Haruna for a few times, glazing her eyes over the older girl's clothing.
"Nyannyan? Why are you dressed like that?" She asked confusedly.
Haruna pouted, her eyebrows furrowing in disbelief, "It's Christmas Eve, of course! Idiot Yuuchan!"
"E-Eh?" Yuko blinked again.
She forgot all about it after being too busy from work.
"That's now?!" The younger girl cried, "Wait, aren't you supposed to be with Acchan and the others, then? Don't we always hold a Christmas Party at Sayaka's and leave her place a mess?"
Haruna grunted, "Well they're all busy. Acchan is out with Takamina and Tomochin, and Sayaka is celebrating with Sae. And if there even was a party, I wouldn't be going..."
The girl's eyes trailed downwards.
"...Since you forgot about it, you probably won't be there anyway. And I don't want to go there without you."
Yuko's eyes widened this time, all her fatigue from work disappearing in the sudden passing of a second.
"Nyannyan?" Yuko muttered, "Did you just say...?"
"I'll feel like a third weel, okay?" The girl pouted, "I mean, AtsuMina would be there, and SaeYaka, and MariMii... And then there'll be Koji. Just Koji. I don't wanna feel like I'm alone on Christmas Eve, so I'm glad you came home now, even though it's kinda late."
Yuko was still in a brief moment of confusement. Is she hearing the correct words? Why is Haruna acting like this? Did she get hit in the head?
"And, well, besides..." Haruna continued, "...I don't want to just be called Koji. In order to complete me, I need..."
Her gaze shifts and lands on Yuko.
"...You(Yuu)."
Yuko was brought to tears.
"Damn, Nyannyan, that was cheesy," she sniffled, "But I love you so much, I don't really care."
She spread her arms widely and approached Haruna, pulling her into a tight hug, which Haruna happily reciprocated.
After Yuko pulled away, Haruna took a step back.
"Let's eat dinner, shall we?" She smiled.
"Ah, you cooked again?" Yuko asked.
"Yeah, kind of," Haruna replied, taking a seat on the chair in the dining room right beside the kitchen.
"You've gotten a bit good in cooking lately," Yuko statite seat across the dining table.
"Really? I owe a lot to my manager's wife, then."
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Right after dinner, the KojiYuu pair decided to call it a day and went straight to their room. They sat on their bed, Yuko clinging tightly to Haruna's arm, Haruna, for the first time, not minding one bit.
"Kojipa~ You should act like this everyday," Yuko grinned.
Haruna pouted a bit, "Then loving me won't be too thrilling. And besides, you're the one who stayed with me longest despite my tsundere-ness."
"Man, Nyannyan," Yuko sighed and nuzzled against Haruna's arm, "I really love ya."
Haruna turned her head to gaze down at Yuko, who had her eyes closed, still bearing that idiotic toothy grin of hers.
"I love you too."
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Yuko opened her eyes, only for her sense of sight to be temporarily impaired by the sunlight piercing through the curtains of their room.
"Geez, Yuko, wake up already!" Haruna stomped her foot.
"I'm awake, I'm awake," Yuko groaned.
"About time," the older girl pouted, "I've been trying to wake you up since a while ago. Breakfast is ready."
And with that, Haruna headed downstairs to prepare the table.
Yuko rubbed her eyes and sat up the bed, feeling a soft cold breeze brush against her skin. Looks like her Nyannyan is back to her old self.
Not that she minded, though.
* * *
But of course, nothing lasts forever, and by the time the clock strikes midnight, whether she likes it or not, Haruna's attitude creeps back into her system.
It was at these kinds of times that Haruna would be glad having to have met Yuko, who is willing to wait 365 more days to have her love fully reciprocated, and at the same time, stay with Haruna despite her frequent cold attitude towards her.
After all, though Haruna hates admitting it, she loved Yuko with all her heart. And she was glad that Yuko knew that.
To be honest, I really wanted to post this on Christmas Eve, but the internet at the place we went to wasn't cooperating with me. ( ; - ;
Anyway, Merry Christmas ( ^ w ^
(oh and i kinda suck at titles sorry)
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Wow, i open jphip and dont hope too much someone will write kojiyuu fic, but you did it kouchan! :D
Is that because my request? Hehee thankyou so much for your gift :mon inluv:
Your gift is too muchh :3
Hehe merry christmas too, i hope you have a good holiday.
Thank you for the kojiyuu, i love your fics and will always read that hehe
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@shanju - Thanks a lot. :) You're welcome, and uh, happy new year? XD
Missing You
It's been a while since Akane met with Airi.
Ever since November came tearing up their calendars, they haven't been in much contact with the exception of their birthday greetings to each other through Twitter, and a few small talks via LINE.
December already made its way to Japan, greeting them all with the cold winter breeze, carrying a few snowflakes with it.
Akane tugged her jacket closer to herself and locked the door to her apartment one morning, promising her beloved pets that she'll be home early.
The girl shivered slightly as the winter's coldness brushed past her cheeks, making her tug her red muffler up to cover her nose. Right when she did that, she absentmindedly took in its scent.
Immediately, her senses became flooded with the image of a certain weirdo she's been wanting to meet for ages. And it was then that she remembered: the scarf she was wearing was the one Airi left behind the last time they met up. Akane blinked for a few momemnts, then sighed, finding it a bother to go back to her apartment and grab another scarf. And so, she walked to the nearby train station.
With forty minutes spent walking and riding the train, Akane finally arrived at the final station she needed to get off at to reach SKE's theater. Trying to get more comfortable with the colder air in Sakae, Akane tightened the scarf around her neck for warmth.
On the way to the theater, she passed by a small anime shop. She checked her wristwatch. Seeing as she still had quite a reasonable amount of time left, she decided to look around and wander inside.
In the aforementioned store, she walked through the many lanes containing a variety of figurines from different anime's, video games, and manga's. And of course, eventually, she came across the keychains section. For the heck of it, the bird lady decided she would buy herself one to put in her room as a display.
She examined the keychain rack, trying to find some anime characters she was familiar of. While doing so, though, she accidentally bumped one of the keychains, causing it to fall with a dull clink. She was about to crouch down to pick it up, when she noticed which character it was.
Her hand reached down and grabbed it by the chain. She held it close to her face to have a better look. Sure enough, it was Airi's original character, Chibi Airin. She tilted her head at it, wondering why it was there in the first place, only to end up realizing that she had been staring at it for too long, and that time was ticking. So, Akane chose to buy the keychain and continue her way to the theater.
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Airi lay sprawled on her bed, in a mess of pillows and a single blanket. She had been staying in that position ever since her eyes opened, taking her away from her world of dreams, which was dominated mainly by anime characters and, though she doesn't really want to admit it, a certain bird-lover. She sighed and blinked at her plain ceiling.
She's been thinking about meeting Akane for quite a while now. She had tried her best to clear her calendar just for a chance to date with her like they usually did. But Akane's schedule alone forbid them.
Yet, that morning, Airi had an odd feeling in her chest. She felt like she wanted to visit Akane. As a surprise. It seemed like a bad idea, yes, but to Airi, it was... worth a shot.
The weirdo wandered her thoughts for a few more moments before sitting up, swinging her legs over to her cold wooden floor. She stood up and walked over to the bathroom, passing by the open sketchbook on her desk.
Airi pursed her lips at the drawing shown. It was her original character, Chibi Airin, holding hands and frolicking with what seems to be an overgrown yellow chick, which is actually her character depiction of Akane. Airi sighed, one side of her lips tugging itself into a small lopsided smile.
She opened the door to the bathroom and took a short shower.
Afterwards, she dressed up properly for the cold weather of December. Before stepping out the door, her hands slowly reached up to her barren neck. She groaned, remembering the fact that she left her favorite--well, one and only--muffler at Akane's house. Seeing as it can't be helped, she grumpily mumbled something incoherent and set off for Akane's apartment.
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Akane stretched her legs and let out a shrill yawn. She was making the most of her time for the 10-minute rehearsal break by using her phone; checking her Twitter, chatting with the few graduates on LINE, and of course, taking selfies.
She was left alone in a corner out of her own will, wanting to have peace and quiet for herself once in a while. Of course, the members of KII obliged to her request, and went on with their own worlds after the choreographer dismissed them.
Akane scrolled through her Twitter feed, before getting an idea strike her like a stray bullet. Her eyes widened in realization as she nearly dropped her phone.
The cure to all her worries was so simple.
Just then, the choreographer raised her voice and called all members to the middle of the room for them to start practice again.
Akane stood up and pocketed her phone, holding on to the idea she had just been hit by.
Today. After rehearsals. Surely. Definitely. Absolutely.
She'll visit Airi.
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Airi shivered as she walked through the streets of Sakae, Nagoya, the early afternoon's winter air lashing against her. She utterly regretted not buying a spare muffler or scarf. As a result, she quickened her pace and pulled the hood of her jacket closer to her neck. It was a horrible alternative for a muffler, but it was all she had. Even though she could've just worn the turtleneck sweater Akane gave her on her 20th birthday.
It wasn't long before Airi reached Akane's apartment. She knocked on the door a few times. Realizing she was not home and probably still doing rehearsals, she took out a key from her pocket and unlocked the door, deciding that she'd just wait for her to come home.
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Akane packed her bags and checked the time on her phone: 6:48 PM.
She hurriedly rushed outside the theater after the choreographer dismissed them, and rode a cab to Airi's place.
She unlocked the door with a spare key given to her by the weirdo herself. She crept inside, silently, avoiding making any noise whatsoever so she can surprise Airi successfully.
But to her disappointment, she wasn't found anywhere. Even in her room.
Akane sighed to herself, and decided to go home.
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It was around 12AM when she reached her apartment, after making a stop at a ramen place for dinner.
She opened the door and went inside her humble abode, taking her shoes off before she stepped on the clean wooden floor.
She strode towards the living room to her pets, only to find them all sleeping soundly.
She slumped onto the couch sadly. She reassured herself that she can visit her Airi tomorrow. But since she was so pumped to meet her today, she just can't find any enthusiasm for the next day.
She stood up and dragged her feet to her room, opening the door silently.
...She stopped on her tracks.
Sitting on the floor, leaning against the bed, was Airi. Sleeping.
A smile made its way through Akane's lips, a sigh of relief following it.
She quietly took a blanket from her bed and spread it on the older girl's body. She then crouched down to the floor, right in front of Airi, and leaned closer to her, softly bumping their noses together. At this, Airi stirred. Her eyes fluttered open.
Akane smiled at her warmly. The same smile reciprocated by Airi.
She, Akane, took a seat beside the latter, snuggling against her under the blanket and nuzzling Airi's neck. Airi wrapped an arm around Akane's body and pulled her closer, leaning her head on the other's.
Closing her eyes, Akane smiled again and breathed:
"I missed you."
TADAIMAAAAAA! /cries/ I've been so unproductive for weeks, sorry OTL .
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awwwww...furunagi~~~~
shoooooo cuteeeee~~~
CHIBI AIRIN KEYCHAINS~~ME WANT ONE~
lol..thankss for tha update and
okaeriiiiii~~
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This!!!!! I've been waiting for it!! 😍😍😍