@haruhi16: Ahahaha~

I wanted to do some trolling to inspire myself. So...yeah.

Sorry 'bout that. And yes... I want more angst! What can I say?

I love making my characters suffer.
Most of my characters in my other non-AKB fics all died 
And yes. I know that even you love sadistic events. Though I should say that you should have made Haruna suffer more in T.O.E! She deserves it!!! But then...you didn't make her suffer terribly

Therefore...

Prepare for ultimate suffering in SoUL Haruna!!!
And no!!! *runs away from Haruhi-chan*

Don't strangle meeee~

If you do, I shall do some stuff! *fails at threatening*
@Pandah: Well, since I'm not familiar with Sakiko-san and Misato-san, I shall do a twist. ^^ You might be surprised with who I'm going to make Yuko's fiance as...

Ahahahaha~ Just wait... And yes. Can you please tell me more about Airi-san? Rena-sama seems so hooked up on her, and as someone who's biased about Rena-sama, I want to make a fic of them both. So... RENAIRIN~!
@Ohayou(-san): I'm sorry Ohayou-san. I really respect you that I can't lose the 'san'

<------- I LOVE THIS!!! (

) Anyways...I'm still loved~ Hooray~!

I shall refrain myself from trolling then if that's the case. But then...I can't promise anything.

And I love your rage~! I wanna rage about Rena-sama too! How could you?! How could you make that bruised eye girl 'talk' with Rena-sama!

Jurina-chan!!! Kick their butts!!! (I also love that icon!!! I can't get enough of these icons!!!) And I won't kill you
yet You still haven't finished your fic...so yeah...

But you can't do anyting about it! I am one of your avid readers, fans, followers, and worshippers! I SHALL WORSHIP YOU AS A NUMBER #1 AUTHOR!!!! well...That's
moi rage.
@bochang: 
Aww~ You're making me feel good about torturing the characters~

Should torture them more then~ Ahahaha~ And wow...you finished that fic? It's a bad, isn't it?I found the previous chapters really bad.
or is it just me and my negativity? And yay~ A fan!!! Now I can
fan away the heat~!
I'm sorry. I fail at jokes. 
And a SONE!!! WOAH! YAY~! A fellow SONE!!! Annyeong! ^^ You are right? Right? *looks suspicious* And ah! Is that a request I see?

Bochan-ssi...would you like to be killed by KojiYuu fans?

I can do some twists if you want...

But better prepare your will if I accepted your request(?).
@lollita90: Ahahahaha~ Yes. Yuko has A FIANCE!!!

And I shall keep that as a secret for now.

Ahahaha~

As for MariMii...ummm...

I might not be able to pass the expectation. I'm not goot at those stuff
yet I'll ask *ahem*
Haruhi-chan about it.
A/N: For some reason, I used too much of these monkey icons and such. Such in a fun mood.

And WOAH! My replies are so long! And I even managed to update a day after T.A.F (The Akiba Family)! Am I getting faster or is the world getting slower?

*sigh* I can't make jokes. I should try harder! YOSH!!!

Laugh as you read my note.

You guys laughing?

Hmm~ Still not, eh? Then why not this!

LAUGH!!! OR ELSE!!!

ARGH!!!

I surrender! You guys aren't laughing! *sigh* That leaves me to my last resort...

I. SHALL. TROLL. YOU.

Anyways! Enough of that! Onto the story!!!
Chapter FourThe slamming of a car door echoed throughout the basement, followed by the car’s clicking sound of being locked. The lights hanging from the ceiling emitted only enough light to let her see a few meters in front of her, making her use her phone’s light as a flashlight to watch where she was walking to.
Seeing a huge light coming from the far end of the basement, she walked towards it, knowing that it was the elevator. As she neared to the elevator, she started twirling the car keys in her hand and sighed as she craned her neck to the side.
Hearing her own neck cracked, gave her a good sensation that made her want to crack her neck to the other side. But knowing that if she does, she would get a cramp and she would have to keep a warm cloth on it, which she really hated even though the temperature of the air was as low as zero degrees.
Upon entering the elevator, she put her keys back into her pocket and pressed the first floor button. The doors closed and elevator music started to play, making her relax and lean against the walls as she started tapping her fingers on the metallic rails.
The doors opened after a few seconds and she walked out, walking straight towards the exit door of the car hotel. Once she was out into the cold, she shivered and wrapped her arms around herself to form any form of blanket as she headed towards the house her late parents gave her.
She walked towards it as fast as she could, mumbling curses at the cold weather before rummaging for her keys to enter her warm abode. Once she managed to get the keys out and into the lock, she bursted through the door and slammed the door shut hard as she threw her shoes into the rack.
Dashing to the bathroom, she removed several parts of her suit. The snow has melted on them and its coldness has reached her skin, prickling her nerves with their cold sensations. The moment she was inside the bathroom, she took off her last remaining piece of clothing and wrapped herself with a thick bathrobe.
She shivered once again, and debated whether she should just go to bed or take a hot bath to calm down her cold skin. Choosing the latter, she switched the taps on and made sure that the heater was on its maximum level of hotness.
Walking out of the bathroom, she then started to prepare her clothes to get herself into once the bath has finished. She took out the warmest and thickest pajamas she has and laid them upon her queen-sized bed, before going back to the bathroom.
Seeing that the water was now flowing off from the tub, she gladly removed her bathrobe and jumped into the boiling water. Once her skin made contact with the water, she hissed and jumped back out. Sighing to herself, she lowered the heater and allowed a few liters of cold water enter the boiling tub.
“Guess I deserved that for setting the temperature on its highest level.” She mumbled to herself as she ran her hands through her messy hair.
Deciding that the water was better to enter at that moment, she switched the tap off and this time, checked the water before jumping in. She sat down and sighed with a purr as the warm water engulfed her cold skin, leaning against the warm, graphite tub.
“Thank you cold weather!” she sighed, before cleansing the dirt off her face with the water.
~0~ ^o^ ~o~
She sighed as she exited the bathroom with a fresh and clean body. Her head managed to dry during the whole time, since she never really washed it that much. Her skin was no longer sticky and cold like before, and was now as smooth as a baby’s.
She has already managed to get into her pajamas as well, since she decided to get them and hang them on the rails beside the tub when she got out of the bathroom to get a towel to dry her hair with. Jumping on the bed, she sighed and ran her hands on its soft and fluffy blanket.
She missed her bed during the party, since she was practically standing the whole time. Her back started to ache and all she wanted was to drive back home to get some good night sleep, but her desire to look at the girl she has missed and had not seen for the past nine years made her endure all of those.
“Yuko.” She breathed out the name, before closing her eyes as she tried to remember the face she missed.
Her hands raised and she started tracing the girl’s face into the air, imaging her beautiful brown orbs and rosy lips. She sighed and smiled as her mind flashed her Yuko’s smiling face, when the said girl watched their two friends get married to one another.
“Yuko.” She once again breathed out, this time with a sad sigh.
She started to remember what Sayaka told her hours ago, and that popped the bubble she was longing to keep. The way the girl glared and looked at her with disgust, as if she was an experiment that has gone wrong, made Haruna’s stomach churn.
She sat up, and sighed. Does Sayaka really hate her that much? Does she hate her that even the sight of her made her smile turn into an instant frown whenever Haruna tried to move closer to Yuko?
“Has she not forgiven me?” Haruna asked out loud.
Though she knew that it was not Sayaka whom she needed to get forgiveness from, what the girl thinks of her as Yuko’s best friend matters. She knew that Yuko always preferred friends over any relationships, and Yuko leaving nine years ago to prevent herself from ruining Mariko’s and Haruna’s relationship was a proof of that.
It was a proof that Yuko will stay away from her if Sayaka tells her to.And that scared Haruna. It scared Haruna so much, that she was terrified to even let Sayaka look at her shadow. She had to hide from the two, and that seemed to have made Sayaka test her by letting her stare at Yuko from afar, which was really hard for the brunette since all she wanted was to hug the short girl as much as she could.
Being away from Yuko, but being in the same room was slowly killing her. It made her heart ache at the thought that she was unable to be with Yuko even though she was so close, and she was forbidden to because the short girl’s best friend forbade her to.
It was frustrating!But Haruna can’t do anything about it. She knew that it was the reason that she won’t have any good reason to say if Sayaka asks her in front of the whole crowd. The thought of Sayaka doing that sounded close to impossibility, but knowing Sayaka— who would do anything for her friends, especially Yuko— she would humiliate Haruna without any hesitation.
If someone asked her whether she was a coward for being scared of being humiliated, Haruna would say that she was not a coward. She really wasn’t. The only reason why she didn’t want to take that risk was due to the reason that some of her company workers were there in the party.
She is Kojima Haruna, the Top #1 model in the whole country. She has a huge career to take care of, and a reputation to always look after. Her juniors always looked up at her with respect for being as professional at any time.
Critics always gave her problems and scandals almost every single day, and to be humiliated because she just wanted to be close to Yuko would make an uproar rise with her popularity. There is a proof that there would be a major uproar and scandal, if the reason for her getting humiliated got out.
Her scandal with Top# 2 fellow model
Shinoda MarikoEveryone knew that the two of them were close, and that made everyone curious why the two top models never got together. Haruna— being impatient and careless that time— announced that she already dated Mariko. And that announcement almost caused her, her downfall.
The critics started saying that she only dated Mariko to make sure that she was ahead of the girl, and that made the companies cancel the contracts they had formed with her. It was another mistake she regretted, but it was nothing compared to the mistake she had made before.
Hurting Yuko.~o~ ^o^ ~o~
“Don’t just stand there! Go after her!” Miichan cried to her.
Haruna looked at Mariko, asking her whether the girl would be alright with being left with the fuming girl once she runs after the Yuko— who had just ran out of the room with tears falling down from her eyes. When she received a nod, Haruna stood up and walked towards the door.
But just as she was about to make any more steps towards the door, the Miichan stopped her by grabbing her wrist. Haruna felt the pressure being inflicted on her wrist and looked at the younger girl, wanting to find out why she was gripping her wrist.
When she looked at Miichan’s face, she saw the girl glaring at her dangerously, as if wanting to tear Haruna’s head off from her shoulders— which scared the older girl, a lot.
“We’ll talk after this.”The voice that Miichan had was like cold ice slicing her skin. It was cold, sharp and uncharacteristically Miichan’s, making Haruna nod at her obediently like a child. A second passed, and Miichan let go of her. Haruna looked at Miichan’s brown orbs to see whether she was allowed to leave, and saw anger and coldness in them. The look terrified her, and she dashed out of the room.
When she was out, she started looking around her. She looked through the windows, and saw Yuko running down the third floor stairs. Scared that Miichan would kill her if she found out that Haruna never ran after Yuko, she started running. But as she was running, Miichan’s voice echoed throughout the hallways.
“You knew how much Yuko loves Haruna.”Haruna ignored the indescribable feeling in her heart the moment the words were processed by her brain, and started running down the stairs. As she leaped from step to step, Haruna saw Yuko running down the second floor stairs, making her fasten her leaping. She dashed down the second floor stairs and the first, just in time to see Yuko coming out into the campus.
She sighed and ran after the girl with a speed she never really used for sports. When she was at arms’ length from Yuko, she stretched her legs and managed to stop the girl by grabbing her arm. She felt the girl stiffen under her touch, and it was not long that the girl tried to run once again.
Haruna stopped her once more, and turned her around forcefully. She was tired of running from the fourth floor, and this girl in front of her wanted to run some more?
“Just how much energy do you have?” Haruna asked her as she looked at the ground, panting.
“Do you have the same amount as Sae’s?”Haruna waited for an answer, but none came. Wondering why, she looked up and saw tears streaming down Yuko’s face. Haruna sighed and ran her hand through her hair, waiting for the girl to speak up. She didn’t know what to say, and she had no plan on starting the conversation.
She knew that Yuko wants her to start explaining for the reason she called the shorter girl watch her kiss with Mariko, but she had no idea on how to start it. It was never part of her plan.
She didn’t even plan on running after the short girl. All she had planned was letting Yuko witness the kiss between her and Mariko, before letting the shorter girl run out of the school. She thought that everything would go well, until Miichan came into the picture.
“Why?” Yuko croaked, making Haruna look at her.
“Why did I call you just to let you see me kiss Mariko, is that your question?” she asked; coldness in her voice was evident.
When she saw Yuko hesitate to nod, Haruna scoffed as she turned her gaze away from the short girl and onto the cherry blossom tree that stood beside the two of them. She didn’t want to the bearer of bad news to Yuko; since she has seen others get insanely mad in this similar situation.
“I want to stop your advances towards me.” Haruna answered, a second later.
“That’s why.”Yuko looked at her with eyes that held disbelief in them, and told her.
“I don’t believe you.”“Don’t you get it?!”Haruna sighed in frustration, and stomped her feet.
She glared at the girl in front of her, and pointed a finger at her.
“I made you come after school, to watch me kiss Mariko!”“I don’t believe you!” Yuko stubbornly told her.
Haruna scoffed at her.
“Are you an idiot?”“Are you stupid? Blind? Clueless?” Haruna sneered at her.
She enunciated the words slowly and clearly.
“I. Don’t. Love. You.”“I never reciprocated your feelings! I don’t even like you!”Yuko’s eyes started pouring out more tears, and Haruna scoffed at her. She crossed her arms, hoping that her words were clear enough for the shorter girl. How many times must she tell the girl to get away from her? How many more times must she tell the others that she has no feelings of love or whatsoever for Yuko, except annoyance?
“I don’t—” Yuko started to say once again, only to be stopped by Haruna.
SMACK!The slap made Haruna’s palm tingle, and she moved her hand to her side. The slap has stopped Yuko from speaking the same words Haruna heard before, and Haruna sighed in relief. She hated hearing the same thing over and over again!
Staring and glared at Yuko, she then spoke words that made the shorter girl flinch from the impact it made to her.
“This is NO dream, Yuko.”Haruna growled.
“Believe it.”“This is REALITY.” Haruna stood up straight and clenched her fist.
“This is real life!”“So deal with it! And stop telling yourself that it’s not true!”Yuko was stiff and she wasn’t moving, making Haruna have the desire to slap her once again to stop the girl’s trance. But she knew that a slap once was enough, and a second slap was no longer needed. She never wanted to slap the girl, but Yuko just needed to realize what Haruna was trying to tell her.
“Has the words finally sink into your brain?” Haruna coldly asked.
Yuko looked at her with hurt in her eyes, and nodded. Haruna saw the girl’s cheek redden, and she started to worry whether she did it too hard. Yuko was slowly moving her right hand to her right cheek— the cheek where Haruna slapped her— and touched the swollen area.
“Why Nyan Nyan?” Yuko sobbed, looking at her with pleading eyes.
“Because I’m tired.” Haruna answered her, sighing along.
“I’m tired of being nice to you, and it’s leading you on!”“Does Nyan Nyan hate me?” Yuko asked; fear was clearly in her voice.
“Yes.” Haruna replied.
“I hate you. I despise you!”“I despise you for being annoyingly beside me all the time! And I hate you for making Mariko stay away from me because she thought that you and I were going out!” Haruna shouted.
She knew that she was spewing venom at the shorter girl, but she didn’t care. She was finally able to tell the girl the anger she had bottled up in her chest. She was finally able to tell Yuko without any care whether someone would see them.
Why didn’t she do this any sooner?“Nyan… Nyan’s in love with Marichin?” Yuko said, almost in a daze.
“Yes! I LOVE her. And I HATE you!” Haruna said through gritted teeth.
She didn’t really hate Yuko, but the words bursted out from her mouth and she can’t seem to stop spitting out words that she was sure hurted the shorter girl. The sudden freedom of speaking what’s on her mind and chest has been finally given to her, and she was not willing to let it go.
“Nyan Nyan, please don’t hate me.” Yuko pleaded, taking a step to try and touch Haruna.
But the other girl swatted her hands away with disgust and looked at her with anger.
“Don’t touch me!”“You’re a pervert!” Haruna cried at her, taking a step backwards.
“And whenever you’re near me, it bothers me!”Yuko had her hand stretched out, too shocked to place it beside her. She looked at Haruna and hot tears continued to form on her face, though she has finally stopped crying.
“Nyan—” she started say.
“— Don’t call me with that stupid nickname!”Haruna interrupted her, and stomped her foot to the ground hard. She hated hearing that nickname the shorter girl made for her! It made her sound like an annoying cat! And she despises cats!
She looked at Yuko with unwavering eyes.
“Listen carefully.”“I LOVE Mariko, not you. I WANT Mariko, not you. I NEED Mariko, not you.”“Do you understand?!” Haruna cried at her.
Yuko was clutching her shirt, as if trying to tear something apart. She looked at Haruna bit her lips. Her legs were trembling, and she was shuddering badly. Haruna noticed how the short girl seemed to have difficulty breathing, but didn’t bother to ask whether she was fine. Instead, she looked at the cherry blossom tree beside both of them.
“I-I’m sorry.” Yuko sobbed out.
“I’m sorry. I-I thought that Nyan—” Haruna turned to her, making Yuko stop and choose her words carefully.
“— Haruna likes me back.”“I thought that Haruna likes me back because she agreed to go on dates with me, and she said that she liked me back when I asked her.”Haruna scoffed and laughed out cruelly.
“Dates? You kidnapped me and forced me to go! I had no choice because I know that you won’t stop asking me if I don’t agree!”“I also said that I liked you back to shut you up!” Haruna sighed in frustration.
“I can’t bear hearing your voice any longer that’s why!”“It’s even more irritating than Kasai’s strawberry voice!”That made Yuko look at her in shock. She closed her mouth, and looked down onto the ground. Haruna saw the shorter girl’s hands clench into tight fists, and noticed how Yuko’s legs stopped trembling. Instead, she seemed like she was trembling with anger.
Yuko’s knuckles were white, probably from the tight clenching she was making. Her breathing suddenly became rapid, and the taller girl saw Yuko grit her teeth. Getting worried about Yuko and thinking that she was hyperventilating, Haruna walked towards her.
But just as she was about to place a hand on the shorter girl’s shoulder, her hand was swatted back with a smack. Yuko snapped her head up and locked eyes with worried ones.
“Then why?” she spoke, and Haruna felt that there was a hint of anger in those words.
Yuko took a step towards Haruna before continuing.
“Why didn’t you tell me straightly? I can understand if you told me to stay away.”“But why did you give me hope?! Why did you make me think that you were in love with me?! Why did you made me make a fool of myself?!”Haruna took a step back. The words that Yuko lashed at her was whipping her. It was making something deep in her heart grow. Haruna didn’t know what it was, but she wanted it to go away. She wanted the feeling to stop, and she wanted Yuko to stop looking at her with angered eyes.
“Why did you make me waste three years on you?!” Yuko cried out in anger.
“Y-Yuuchan.” Haruna said, hoping that by calling the girl with the nickname she adored would calm the girl down.
SMACK!“I hate you.” Yuko murmured, but Haruna heard it perfectly clear.
She suddenly felt a pang of pain in her chest, and her breath stopped. She clutched her shirt and tried to breathe properly, but something seemed to be blocking her airways, making her gasp for air. The words managed to pack a punch that left Haruna gasping for air.
“I hate you!” Yuko shouted and this time, it rang in Haruna’s ears.
She watched as Yuko walked backwards with her angered eyes blazing red at Haruna, unwavering. Haruna tried to remove her hand from her chest, but the pain was still there and it was more painful than before. She started panting harder, trying to figure out why she was being so affected by three mere words.
Looking up, she saw Yuko by the school gates. She tried to walk towards the shorter girl, but her legs gave up and she dropped to the ground. She watched as hot tears streamed down continuously from Yuko’s eyes, and saw Yuko crying out and sobbing.
She was about to turn and leave the school, but she decided to look at Haruna one last time to give her one final message.
“ I WISH I NEVER MET YOU!”~o~ ^o^ ~o~
Haruna sighed and groaned to herself as she lay back down onto the bed. She started hitting her head, hating herself for doing such things to the girl who loved her through thick and thin. She ruthlessly and selfishly hurted the girl, treating her as if she was just a toy.
“I’m such an idiot!” Haruna cried to herself, turning her body and hitting her head at the bed.
She really was, and she knew it. She knew she was an air-head, but she never knew that she was THAT stupid to let go the only person who loved her without anything in return. She was stupid to let go and hurt the only person who took care of her selflessly, and loved her as if she was more important than anything else in the world.
Yuko treated her like a treasure that she was lucky to have found.
Yuko treated her as if she was a goddess.
Yuko treated her as if she deserved to be loved like others despite her selfishness.
And Yuko loved her truly.“Why am I so stupid?!” she cried to herself, screaming at the pillow she managed to grab from the head of the bed.
After a minute, she calmed down and sat up. She looked around the room and smiled as her eyes were surrounded in pictures of her and Yuko.
No one else, but her and Yuko.“It’s so ironic that I want her back after telling her that I didn’t want her.” She laughed to herself, before crying and sobbing as she remembered the painful words the short girl shouted to her.
“She hates me!” she sobbed, punching the pillow in hope that her depression would go away with the action.
Unfortunately for her, it didn’t work. Haruna sighed out in frustration and hit the door with the pillow. She screamed once again, and cried. Why did everything have to be too late?
Turning to her desk, she reached for a stuff toy that always made her smile. It never failed in making her forget every horrible things and events, and she hugged it.
“Pandah, how I wish that your master never waited that day.” She said to the lifeless panda stuff toy.
“If she didn’t, I could probably have never hurted her and still have her to this day.”
She stopped and titled her head to the side as she hugged the stuffed panda close to her chest. “But then,” she started. “I wouldn’t have known my real feelings.”
Realizing that, she groaned and lay back down on her bed. Why was her life so complicated?!
Sighing, she started petting ‘Pandah’. She was glad that she never threw the stuffed panda. If she did, heaven knows that she would have gone insane without it. It was her friend, and the only one she could confide in. She has told it all her secrets, and it was the most important thing next to Yuko.
“Pandah.” She said the toy’s name, before falling into a sleep that she really need.
Two days laterWalking to her office with a doughnut, coffee, and several files in hand, Haruna grumbled about how troublesome it was for her. The elevator in the building was broken, and her office was located at the very top of the amazingly tall building.
She was a model, but with that much to walk in heels was just too much. Even a professional model like herself would end up slumping as they walked out of from the emergency exit. She was glad though, that she was the only person using the top floor.
Now she could take off those painful high heels, and just soak them in her foot massager!
Opening the door, she threw the files down onto the couch located in the middle of the room and placed her doughnuts— along with her coffee— on top of her desk. She turned to the files and was about to take them, when it suddenly fell onto the floor— messily.
“Need help?” a familiar voice asked along with a chuckle, making the girl turn her head.
“Ah, Miichan.”
Haruna smiled and nodded, letting the younger girl take the messy papers from the floor as she sat on the desk. She had thrown her high heels at the door, and was now sighing in relief as she took out the foot massager she had expertly hidden under her desk.
“I always knew heels were evil.” Miichan laughed, passing Haruna the organized files.
Haruna thanked her and placed the files inside her drawers, before motioning the younger girl to take a sit on the soft couch she had. Miichan gladly took the offer and plopped herself on the couch, with her feet up on its arms. She rested her head on her arm, and looked at Haruna with a smile.
“So,” Haruna sat down by her desk, before turning to her best friend. “Where’s Marichin?”
Miichan shrugged her shoulders, and heaved a sigh. “My girlfriend’s at another photo-shoot.”
“Ah.” Haruna nodded in acknowledgement.
The older girl did tell her that she won’t be able to use the phone during work time, and asked her a favor to tell the younger girl about it. Haruna was glad that Miichan went straight to her office, since her phone was playing pranks on her by not allowing her to make any calls or send any messages.
“You know the deal, right?” Haruna asked.
Miichan nodded. “I’m glad that your office is right across Marichin’s”.
Haruna nodded in agreement. It was true. Mariko’s office was right across the street, giving Miichan the advantage of resting in Haruna’s office whenever her girlfriend was out for shoot. It also gave Haruna the chance to find out what was happening in her rival’s building— though Miichan’s really good at keeping them in the bag.
“So, what do you want to talk about today?” Haruna asked, taking the coffee in hand.
Miichan sighed, and sat up on the couch.
“Yuko.”
Haruna looked at her friend with an arched eyebrow, and placed her coffee back down after taking a sip. She leaned against her comfy chair, and scratched her head. Miichan was here to talk to her about Yuko— the girl whom she was desperately avoiding?
Though it was not hard to avoid her, since I haven’t seen her ever since the wedding. Haruna thought to herself.
“Well…” Haruna scratched her head once again. “What about her?”
“I’m pretty sure that you’re dying to see her again.” Miichan told her, with a smirk.
Haruna sighed, and stood up from her chair to stare out of the windows. She didn’t need to be told about that. It has only been two days, yet Haruna felt like it was five years.
“So what if I am?” Haruna asked her, crossing her arms as she turned to Miichan.
“It’s not like I can see her.” She pointed out. “Sayaka’s probably with her 24/7.”
Miichan chuckled to herself and nodded in agreement. The two of them knew just how protective Sayaka was over Yuko, and the girl’s threat was still vivid in Haruna’s mind.
“I know where she works.”
“And?” Haruna asked, knowing that there was another thing coming.
“Sayaka won’t know.”
Haruna snapped her head instantly to Miichan, interested with what her ears managed to pick up.
“Seriously?” she asked.
Miichan nodded, and Haruna couldn’t help but smile. Sayaka not knowing about her meeting with Yuko? That definitely sounded interesting.
“Wait,” Haruna sat back down by her desk, and looked at Miichan with her chin leaning against her hands. “What do you mean by Sayaka not knowing about it?”
“Well, Sayaka works for Takamina.” Miichan pointed out, and Haruna nodded.
“I know that.”
“Ask the girl for a favor.” Miichan told her, wiggling her eyebrows.
Haruna furrowed her eyebrows together, and looked at Miichan. What does Takamina have to do with Sayaka not knowing about anything? And what favor should she ask the midget so that she could see Yuko?
“It’s not like I can ask her to keep Sayaka busy with work so that I can see Yuko without any disturbances.” Haruna told her, still not getting that what she had just said was the favor that Miichan was trying to point out.
A second passed.
Haruna stood up and clasped her hands together, when the realization hit her. She started jumping up and down in excitement, before jumping on Miichan to hug her. She enveloped the younger girl into a tight bear hug, and squeezed the breath out of Miichan.
“You’re a genius!” she cried, twirling the younger girl around.
She added, the moment she let go of Miichan. “I can kiss you, Miichan!”
“Ew! No way! My lips are only for Marichin!” The younger girl told her with a disgusted face, as she pushed Haruna’s face away from hers.
~o~ ^o^ ~o~
Two girls peeked out from a corner of the place, before taking their heads out of sight. The person they were looking at was paying for her meal, and was about to see them when she started walking towards the exit. Fearing that they would still be found out with the place they were currently in, they rushed to a line of people by a café.
Paying the complaints being thrown at them from the back, the two girls peered at the girl who just exited the fast food restaurant. They waited for a few seconds before getting out of their hiding place,— which made the café’s customers extremely glad— and followed the unsuspecting.
“Tell me why are we following her again, instead of meeting with her properly?” The taller of the two asked to the girl wearing a black sunglass.
The girl wearing the black sunglass turned to the long-haired girl and smiled, before pointing at the girl they have been spying on for the past hour. “You’re going to show up in front of her, and sweep her off her feet.”
The taller of the two scoffed at the plan, and crossed her arms. She thought that she was going to meet the girl face-to-face as soon as possible, but ended up spying on her instead. She sighed and started pinching the bridge of her nose, before looking at her comrade as she smacked her forehead.
“What am I? A guy?” she asked with a hiss.
“You can dress up like one, Haruna. That would make her not slap you the moment she sees you.” The shorter girl suggested, only receiving a smack on the head as a reply.
“Forget it! I’ll try to find a way for her to make me her model!”
She started to walk the opposite direction until she was stopped by her friend, who has grabbed her by her collar. She hissed in pain as the collar pressed up against her skin— bruising it—, and turned to the shorter girl with a sharp glare she had managed to perfect after years of spending time with her.
“Miichan!” she growled, caressing the reddish mark on her skin.
Just then, the said girl pushed Haruna into the street. Haruna— having no time to react— fell to the ground and. She stood up from the floor and was about to scream at Miichan when a car started going straight at her, bringing her knees to jelly.
SCREECH!The car stopped, and Haruna dropped to the ground. Her heart was no longer in her chest, and was now in her throat. Her face was pale white, and her lips were trembling. Miichan almost killed her! That girl she called as a best friend tried to kill her by pushing her into the street!
She heard a slamming of a door, and looked at the direction with dazed eyes. When she turned her head, her eyes widened and she gaped in awe, taken back by the beauty of an angel in front of her. The angel was now beside her, and helped her stand up.
When she was on her feet, she almost dropped to the ground once again. Fortunately for her, she was caught in time by the beautiful angel. She jerked back the moment her skin made contact with the angelic girl’s skin. She had felt a jolt of electricity run through her body and all she wanted was to bask in the girl’s warmth.
“Haruna-san? Are you alright?” the angelic girl gently tapped her face.
“You look so pale and your eyes have dilated.” She stated, slinging one of Haruna’s arms around her smooth skin. “You must have been so shocked.”
Yuko grunted as she helped Haruna stand up. “Let’s go get you checked out.”
Haruna mumbled an incoherent ‘yes’ and she gulped nervously, as the scent of the girl’s shampoo hit her nose. It was making her lose her mind. Yuko’s hair has a mixture of the smell of French fries and cherries, making Haruna’s nose senses go haywire. Her stomach grumbled and without realization, she started to lean her head on the girl’s shoulder.
“Yuko.” She mumbled as she closed her eyes, letting her heart continue its fluttering in her chest.
“Hmm?” the angelic girl hummed, sending vibrations through her neck and to Haruna’s face. “What is it?”
“You smell nice.”
Haruna’s angel chuckled before opening the passenger’s seat, gently pushing the taller girl into the seat. Watching the shorter girl close the door after making sure that Haruna was comfortable, Haruna smiled thankfully at her. Smiling back, Yuko then walked to the driver’s seat and started the car.
Haruna felt Yuko’s gaze on her and felt her face burning, making her lean her forehead against the cool window glass. Once her senses told her that it was safe to look at Yuko without being caught, Haruna peeked from her seat and saw Yuko casually taking worried glances at her.
The realization that Yuko was worried about her, sent butterflies in her stomach and she clutched her chest as she started feeling her heart thumping faster. Her throat started to dry, and she felt her body tremble from the constant glances she was receiving.
She cares. Haruna thought to herself with a smile.
But just then, a part of her mind stopped her mind’s shouting of ‘hooray’ and spoke to her with a cold demeaning voice.
She only cares because she almost ran you over, idiot.The voice made Haruna's eyes snap open. The suddenly jerking her body made, sent her forehead in contact with the hard glass. She groaned and her hand instantly went up to the bump that has formed. Just then, her skin and inside melted when she felt Yuko’s warm hand touched the swollen part on her forehead.
The car has stopped and they were behind a car that was waiting for the red traffic light to turn green. Turning her gaze from the traffic lights to the girl who was gently touching the bump, Haruna saw Yuko with a slight frown as she inspected it.
“That must have hurted a lot. It’s so swollen.” She stated.
Haruna nodded. It was true that it hurted but as soon as Yuko placed her slender fingers on it, the pain magically disappeared. Though it was still slightly tingling from the contact it made with the glass, Haruna was sure that pain was far away from what she was feeling.
“Pain, pain go away~!” Yuko sang, making patterns on the air.
She placed her index finger onto her rosy lips, before touching the bump with it. Taking it away from Haruna’s skin, she smiled as she tilted her head to the side— which Haruna really adorable. She gave the dimpled smile that Haruna hasn’t seen for nine years, and patted the taller girl’s head.
“Has the pain gone away?” she asked in a childish voice.
Haruna nodded; a tint of pink covering the area of her cheeks. When Yuko returned her gaze back to the car screen, Haruna leaned her head against the window once again as she gazed lovingly at the girl driving beside her. She watched as Yuko pout whenever a car would overtake the car they were in, and chuckled quietly to herself.
Closing her eyes, she returned to the same position that led her forehead to get its bump. She was hoping that she would get another bump, hopefully somewhere near her lips. She smiled to herself and squealed inwardly, letting her fantasies fill her mind.
Just then, she felt a vibration from her pocket but decided to ignore it as she opened her eyes to continue her loving gaze on the girl she missed. Let her co-models search for her frantically. She didn’t care. She can always return to her job, but this…
This moment was something she might not be able to return to everyday.“I wish to stay like this forever.” She sighed to herself, quietly to make sure that it was not heard by the shorter girl.
This moment was one of those events that Haruna wished would never end, but she knew that it was impossible. She was just lucky that it was Yuko who almost managed to run her over.
Weird how I want her to almost run me over every single day. she thought to herself.
She wouldn’t mind if Yuko actually runs her over. She would even like it more if the shorter girl runs her over— but not kill her—, because she had a feeling that the girl would take care of her, like how she was doing now. Speaking of the girl, she was currently driving towards the path that Haruna knew was headed to a private hospital she goes to.
~o~ ^o^ ~o~
“Hello?” she heard Yuko speak on the phone, but kept her eyes closed.
“Yes, it’s me Oshiriri-chan.” She chuckled. “No, I didn’t get into an accident. My friend almost did though.”
Friend.The word made Haruna’s heart clench painfully, but she decided to let it go. She was willing to let things start slowly, and let it develop into something that Haruna fantasied for years. If Yuko wanted to call her as a
friend, Haruna had would have nothing against it.
It was definitely better being called a
friend, rather than being called an
ex-friend or any other names that a person would have called someone like her if they knew what she had done to Yuko.
“I won’t make a mistake this time.” She swore under her breath.
She was willing to be friends with Yuko by starting from scratch. And she was definitely willing to wait for Yuko no matter how long it takes her. Let it be three years, four years or even longer. She will definitely wait for Yuko no matter how long the girl wants her to wait!
“Okay.” She heard Yuko say with a laugh. “I’ll wait for you at home. Tell me more about this girl of yours when we meet.”
She heard Yuko flip it close, and opened her eyes. She looked at the shorter girl, before sitting up straight as she tilted her head to the side.
“You can drop me at my office.” She said, turning her head to watch the familiar stores they passed by.
Judging from how they were going, the car would be directly in front of Haruna’s and Mariko’s offices in a few minutes. When the other girl looked at her and shook her head, Haruna arched an eyebrow. Where was she going to get dropped then?
As if reading Haruna’s mind, Yuko cleared her throat and looked at the taller girl every now and then as she drove past the girl’s office. “You’re going to pay my unclean house a visit.”
“Really?!” Hearing that, Haruna couldn’t help but lean towards Yuko in excitement.
The other girl looked at her with a dimpled smile, before laughing as she patted the exited girl’s head once again. With how she was being petted, Haruna couldn’t help but feel like Nyan Nyan— Yuko’s cat. Remembering about the animal that she was nicknamed after, Haruna couldn’t help but have the desire to ask.
“Is Nyan Nyan going to try and get in between of my breasts again?” Haruna asked jokingly.
Yuko laughed back, before looking at her. “Maybe, if she was still here.”
“What?” Haruna asked, not getting what Yuko meant.
The shorter girl’s lips pursed, and she sighed. Then looking at Haruna with saddened eyes and a smile that held nothing but sadness in them, she spoke.
“Nyan Nyan died four years ago.”
The words left Haruna speechless and it made her want to wipe away the tears that was slowly starting to form in Yuko’s eyes. The vulnerable state that Yuko was looking in, made Haruna’s heart feel like it was being torn away from chest over and over again.
“I-I’m sorry.” Haruna told her, not knowing what else to say.
Yuko waved her hand at Haruna, and smiled. “It’s fine.”
Though the girl said that it was fine— and said that she was as well—, Haruna knew that she was far from
fine. The cat was one in a million— or was it billions with the population that cats had? —, and Haruna has never felt so close to a cat before.
She always despised cats but after getting to know the cat she was nicknamed after, she couldn’t help but fall in love with it. It has the same personality as Yuko, and it was as adorable as its owner.
Leaning close to the sniffing girl, she wrapped her arms around Yuko’s neck and brought the girl’s head down to her shoulders. She felt Yuko stiffen from her touch and started panicking about whether she had taken it too far with the touching but then, the shorter girl relaxed into her touch.
Yuko leaned against Haruna’s shoulder, and the taller girl managed to get another whiff of the cherries from the shorter girl’s hair. She patted Yuko’s shoulder, and sighed as she mumbled an apology for letting her remember the dead cat.
They stayed like that— while Yuko was driving and fortunately, they didn’t crash— for some time, before Yuko pulled away to Haruna’s dismay and wiped the small teardrops from her eyes. She flashed a thankful smile to Haruna, before focusing back with her driving.
“Now,” Yuko told her with a new energetic smile. “Let’s go to my house, shall we?”
Haruna nodded in response, and Yuko accelerated. As they drove through the streets, Haruna looked up at the sky and mumbled a silently.
“I hope that Nyan Nyan is fine there in heaven, Kami-sama.”
Turning her head, she found Yuko smiling and started wondering whether the girl heard her. She never asked as she decided to let it go, and leaned her head against the seat as Yuko assured her that they were nearer to the shorter girl’s house.
After a while, they pulled up in front of a humble house. Haruna stared at it and admired its beautiful designs, not completely surprised that Yuko lived in such a beautiful abode since she knew that the girl has great taste. Haruna started to get off the car, but Yuko stopped her and told her to wait.
She did, and watched as Yuko got off. Not knowing what the shorter girl would do, she watched as Yuko walked to her door and opened it up. Yuko offered her a hand— which Haruna gladly took— and slung the taller girl’s arm around her smooth neck once more.
Blushing, Haruna decided to look away and hide the pinkish cheeks she had. They started walking towards the house’s door, and that was when Haruna decided to do something that she had always wanted to do ever since Yuko left nine years ago.
She stopped their walking, and motioned for her to stay on the spot as she ran to the front of the house. Yuko stared at her, wondering what the taller girl was planning.
“Yuko?” Haruna called the girl’s name, cupping her hands around her mouth to let it reach the said girl’s ear.
“What?”
Haruna fidget on the spot and played with her fingers before coming to a conclusion that she should continue what she had planned on doing. She took a deep breath and looked at Yuko that she hoped has portrayed the sincerity she wanted to show. Then looking at the shorter girl, she smiled lovingly.
“Welcome home, Yuuchan.”
To Be Continued…A/N:Woah…This chapter ended like this! What the! I never wanted to end it like this! *sigh* And after that horrible flashback I made for Haruna,
I fail at this.
But oh well…
I guess my second Top #1 pairing deserves a break. And hahahah~ Pandah-san did you enjoy the gift I made for you? I hope that it kind of made you happy a bit, too have Harunyan hug you. I’m sorry if it kinds of failed.
And let us mourn for Nyan Nyan (the cat) and my dog. It has been four years, so I wanted to include my dog in this as a tribute. I miss you Chao Chao
*AHEM* Anyways~ Thank you for reading!!! Byebye~!
