@bochang: lol. Sky is falling? Hmm~ That suddenly gave me an idea for a new fic. But...nah~
I already have six fics to worry about. haha
eh~ Yuko-san die? Hmm~ That's not so bad. But then...She's my second oshi in AKB, after Rena-sama.
@haruhi16: well then...I'm sure that once I've managed to finish Kojiyuu, I'll work on their version. ^^
and who says that it WILL be W Tomo?
I want some Meetan X Tomo.
And like I said. These couples might NOT end up. So who knows~! (me!)
AS for the fiance...I might make him someone NONE of you would expect. Or just make him into someone like who Pan-chan guessed.
@kahem: Kahem-san...It might NOT end up as KojiYuu, you know.
smarty0821: hmm~ Why can't Yuko be with him? =3= Haruna treated her harshly, and even made her watch her kiss with Marichin. = w=
@Haruko: how about berserk Miichan? Hmm~ That might be fun. :hiakhiakhiak
And Yuuchan's disease...I said that I wouldn't make her have a disease or die...but the temptation was far too much! So...yeah. Who knows if she'll die?
And why must you hate her fiance? TTnTT He loves her!
@pandah: Hmm~ sah?
I'll tell you guys what she did further in the chapters OR in their version. ^^
haha. I think that I should stop keeping you guys in the dark...But I'll just give out some hints at some parts? XP
and Riku? Hmm~ Sah?
Maybe it's Kuu, or Kai? Who knows~
A/N: I'm sorry for such a delayed update. School will start in two days...And I'm trying to get this vacation hangover. TnT Anyway, thank you for the messages you guys sent me! The decision has been made! And I shall reveal the position in which the fics will get posted! Some of you got correct BUT I won't tell you who did. After all~ where would the fun in that be?
Anyway~ Since some of you never guessed for some couples....I'm going to push that forward or maybe write it at the same time as this one.
So... here's the result!
Chapter Seven“ Help me~!She slapped her forehead for the nth time that day, turning the white skin as red as a tomato. Her friend had just cried at her, asking for her help in getting up when she was perfectly capable of standing up by herself. It would have made her laugh at the sight she was currently looking at with her friend crawling on the floor oh so dramatically, but due to the fatigue that has decided to catch up to her, she only slapped her head once more.
Giving a disbelieving look at the crawling girl, she sighed and started wondering why in the world she was friends with her. All she wanted to do was to search for a certain brown-haired guy, who had asked her through a letter he had letter placed inside her shoe locker, to meet up with him.
And this girl currently crawling in front of her, was just being a drag.“Patience, Yuko.” she voiced inside mentally, hoping that taking quick shallow breaths would somehow prevent her from slapping her forehead again, or slapping her friend’s forehead down onto the ground.
“Patience.”As she took in several shallow breaths, an idea formed inside her mind. It would be mean of her to say such thing, but the girl who was holding her back from meeting the apple of her eye was staring to seem deserving for such thing. Deciding that it would be a good thing to try whilst taking away certain words like ‘fat’, she formed a smirk with her lips, knowing how much it annoyed the other girl most of the time.
“You know,” she started, letting her voice trail out to the younger girl before continuing with a teasing tone. “You should try to lay off the desserts.”
As she had expected, the statement she had made irked the younger girl, causing her to sit up on her own and pout whilst crossing her arms across her chest. The look that was being given to her, made the shorter girl laugh evilly inside as she started enjoying the rare expression being given to her by her friend, Minegishi Minami.
“I’m too tired~!” the girl who was also known as Miichan, stubbornly replied to her.
The whine in her voice made the older girl arch an eyebrow, causing the other to cry out at her. “I’m not fat!”
“I didn’t say that.” Yuko smirked even more, amused that the girl was the one to say what she had made sure not to mention.
Wanting to make the girl scowl as payback for burdening her, she chuckled and started walking ahead of Miichan again. Her mood has slightly gone up due to the teasing she managed to do, and she was no longer feeling tired as before. Without turning, she continued on walking and spoke.
“I just told you to lie off on the desserts.”
She heard a groan from behind, and smiled to herself when several steps followed suit. Within a few seconds, a familiar taller figure was beside her, causing the shorter of the two to smile slightly. Her plan worked well, and now she knew what she had to do in order for Miichan to stop lazing off.
As they walked whilst looking through the windows of several rooms, the sky outside turned from blue and clear, to a cloudy and yellowish one. It was after school and everyone has gone home early, since it was the last day of the weekdays.
The only reason why the two of them were still walking around in the empty school was because of letter sent to her by a certain Satsuki Saito. It contained the information about needing to meet him after the bell has rung, and to meet somewhere inside the school.
“I just wish that he told me where to go.” she thought with a sigh.
Just then, the girl beside her decided to break the serenity that has formed in between them by slinging her arm around Yuko’s neck, and crying out dramatically. “Why did you have to ask for my help?”
Stopping, Yuko stared at her and scoffed. SHE asked for the girl’s help, who was practically known as the laziest person in school when it comes to stuff like this? What was she? An idiot?
“Seriously, this girl…” she mumbled to herself as she continued to walk on ahead, deciding that it would just be huge waste of her time to stay and argue with her.
Some stomping of the feet was heard, and Yuko knew that she was still being followed. She sighed and kept thinking about the happiness she would feel when she has finally found the guy she has been searching for hours. It was hard since the girl beside her was practically moaning about the soreness in her feet, but all she could do was to roll her eyes in hopes that Miichan would finally get the hint that she wanted to walk in silence.
Unfortunately for her, the younger girl continued on with her whining, and this time added a monologue about her fatigue. Unable to take it any longer and hoping to keep her sanity with her to prevent herself from messing up in front of Saito, Yuko sighed and turned to her.
“Go home. I’ll accompany you next time to that new pastry shop.” She said, before fastening her steps and search.
A second passed and it wasn’t soon when only a single person’s footsteps could be heard. Yuko sighed in relief, thinking that she has finally ridden herself of a burden. Unfortunately for her, Miichan had no plans on going home by herself. She walked quickly to the shorter girl, and spoke.
“Maybe he’s gone home.”
Yuko sighed to herself as a voice from the back of her mind agreed to the younger girl’s statement. That thought has crossed her mind several times, but having her crush send her a letter JUST to see him made it disappear as fast as it would come to her mind.
Wanting to show the younger girl how much she trusted the tall brunette in staying just to see her, she turned to Miichan before looking away and ignoring the possible statement. She hasn’t been able to spend as much time as before with Saito, since she was always busy with the Drama club and their college applications.
Speaking of her college applications, she needed to ask him which college he planned on entering. Their classroom teacher has given an Oxford application to Yuko but she immediately turned it down, knowing perfectly well that the slightly airheaded guy would have a hard time in getting into the school.
~o~ ^o^ ~o~
“Why are you refusing this opportunity, Oshima-kun?” her teacher asked, with a sigh and disappointed shake of the head as he placed the application back into the brown envelope.
Smiling as brightly as she could, Yuko thought of a lie as quickly as she could.
“I actually want to choose between going to London and America.”“America?” her teacher raised a brow.
“You mean, Harvard?”“Yes.” She nodded.
She patted herself on the back for thinking of such a great lie, and smiled ever so brightly at her teacher that sat on a chair with a blank expression. All of a sudden, the blank look was replaced by a wide smile, making the student look with worry at her teacher.
“That’s a good thing then.” he told her with a sigh of relief.
She looked at him in question, wondering what he meant until he took out another brown envelope and handed the papers inside it. Taking it with both hands, she let her eyes read the sentences in the paper and found herself looking wide-eyed at it.
“It’s an application form for Harvard.” her teacher told her, confirming her suspicion.
Her mouth was shut as she was unable to utter any more lies, since she was completely taken aback by the sudden change of things. How could an application form from such a school arrive to her school? It was completely surprising, since she have never sent any application form to Oxford OR Harvard.
As if reading her mind, her teacher smiled at her while intertwining his hands.
“The Principal decided to send your exam scores to both of the schools, since he kind of have a feeling that you won’t do it.”“It’s such a rare opportunity, Oshima-kun.” he said, before placing his hand on her shoulder as he stood up.
“To actually have two such tremendous schools asking you to study abroad.”“B-but…” she was dumbfounded.
She never planned on going abroad and getting separated from her Saito. It was all too sudden. Her teacher asked her to come to his office for her college applications, and just casually tells her to leave everything she has come to love?
“Don’t let anything stop you from fulfilling your parents’ dreams.” her teacher told her, reminding her of the promise she had made to them in front of him.
Clenching her hands into fists, she gritted her teeth to prevent her from blurting out anything she would come to regret. After all, the man was just trying to tell her to go after what many would have wanted. The thing was… She really didn’t want to go anywhere but Japan.
“I…I’ll think about it.” she replied a second after.
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“He told me that he wanted to tell me something earlier this morning. He can’t have gone home.” She said with a smile, hoping that it was enough for Miichan to stop making her have such thoughts of Saito leaving.
After all, why would Saito want to see her? Not only did he give her a letter inside her shoe locker, he also spoke to her without any hint of annoyance in his voice. That really was weird of the older guy, since everything that comes out of his mouth would be ‘Yuko, you pervert!’ or ‘Get away from me, you hentai!’.
“Wonder what he wants to talk about.” she thought silently to herself.
Hearing a sigh from the younger girl, she continued to walk with her signature dimpled smile on her face. It masked away the worry she held deep inside her heart, making her thankful for being a member of the great Drama club. If there was one thing she learnt the most, it was pretending to feel something else and masking away the pain or worries.
She had no idea why she had this nagging feeling at the back of her mind, telling her to stop tiring Miichan and herself for someone who always pushed her away, even though it was just a joke. It was making her feel something heavy on top of her chest, and it felt so burdensome that Yuko made a decision instantly.
“Let’s go home.” She said with a sigh, turning to Miichan who seemed to be in a deep thought. “I’ll just ask him about it tomorrow.”
Walking back from where they passed, Yuko started to head back to the classroom with a slightly disappointed look on her face. She was really looking forward to meeting up with Saito but since the boy was nowhere to be found after doing several rounds in the school, there was no point in wasting time any longer.
“Why didn’t Saito tell you to meet him at a specific place anyway?” Miichan asked her on their way back to the classroom to get their bags.
Shrugging in response, Miichan pouted and kept quiet, probably to think about the several reasons why. As she did, Yuko sighed and tried to remember if there were any certain locations written in the piece of paper she read a while ago.
Just then, Miichan sighed and leaned against her, causing both of them to stumble several times. It also occurred while they were by the stairs, making the older of the two push Miichan playfully with a laugh. “You should lay off the desserts!”
“I’m not fat!” Miichan cried at her, glaring playfully as she did.
When she started to tickle the shorter girl, Yuko started walking ahead of her as fast as she could while crying at her. “Ugh! Get away from me!”
However, instead of following what was told to her, Miichan merely smiled at her and slung her arm around the shorter girl’s neck after managing to catch up with her. “But you love me.”
“Gross! I only love my dearest Saito!” She cried whilst scrunching her nose, and giving a light punch at her.
The two began to laugh, and they started swinging both of their arms back and forth as they walked up the stairs to go to their classroom. Seeing how Miichan was enjoying herself in skipping, Yuko soon followed. However, what first turned out to be a skipping game, ended in a sprinting race.
They started to run as fast as they could, mocking the other as they did. Once they have reached the fourth floor, they ran towards the last curve to get to the classroom, with a smirk on each of their faces. Giving a playful push, Miichan made Yuko slowdown in fear of falling onto the ground face on.
Turning to Miichan with fake anger, she cried. “I can’t believe you’d try and push me!”
The younger girl only stuck out her tongue and gave a mischievous smile, before running away when Yuko tried to grab her. Dashing around the corner, Yuko ran as fast as she could to catch up with her with the thought of getting back at her for pushing her by the stairs.
“That’s right, you better run away! Because once I lay my hands on you, you’re dead!” Yuko threatened, though it seemed that her threats had no effect on that Gachapin look-alike.
All she heard was some laughing coming from the younger one, and even a tune being hummed. With how they were both acting, it was pretty much obvious how they were enjoying themselves in this tag of theirs. Slowing down a bit to catch her breath, Yuko allowed Miichan to get a few steps ahead of her.
She was about to laugh and call the game off when she saw Miichan reach out to grab the knob of the door, before stopping almost with a great big halt. Smirking, she began to think of a way to get back now that she had her. But just before she could take a giant leap at her, she was faced with a look that had fear evident in their eyes.
“Is she really scared?” Yuko laughed mentally, enjoying the look she was receiving.
Ignoring it, as well as the nagging feeling at the back of her mind, she cried happily the moment she was at arms’ length away from her. “Ha! I’ve got—”
“Mmmphhh!”
A hand was slammed into her mouth, muffling the continuation of her sentences. Her wrist was grabbed, and she was quickly pulled away from the classroom to the stairs they just ran by. After a while of being pulled, Miichan finally let go of the hold she has over Yuko’s mouth, causing the older girl to shout at her in irritation.
“What the heck?!”
Another hard slap was given to her mouth, turning it instantly into a pinkish color. She growled at the culprit, only to be ignored as if it didn’t matter to Miichan. Taking the girl’s hand off her mouth, she cried at her a bit softer this time. “That hurts!”
Quickly walking away, Miichan went to take a peek through the window as discreetly as she could. The action that she was doing caused the curiosity gauge inside Yuko’s mind to rise up to a higher level. She started walking towards the peeking girl, only to be pulled back to the stairs once more.
She gave a confused look without uttering a word, fearing that her already-reddish mouth would turn blue or purple after having another slap to it. The younger girl just sighed, before staring deep into her eyes and speaking in a very serious voice.
“Let’s just come back for our bags tomorrow.” She said.
Arching a brow, Yuko asked. “Why?”
She gave an even more puzzling look, hoping that it would somehow make the younger girl answer the questions that were forming inside her head. It worked, though the answer given to her wasn’t the one she was really expecting. And the answer only came when she started to run towards the classroom after being able to get the girl’s strong grip off her.
“There’s a thief inside the classroom!”
Hearing that sentence instantly made Yuko stop in her tracks, only to turn and give Miichan a look that clearly states ‘are you seriously kidding me?’. She has this huge disbelieving look on her face as her expression, to show how much she knew of the truth that there couldn’t be a thief inside.
“What would a thief steal in there?” she asked, crossing her arms as she walked towards Miichan with a scoff. “A desk?”
The younger girl only shrugged her shoulders in response, before nodding her head furiously once the words were processed by her mind. Sighing as she shook her head at the younger girl, Yuko started to walk back to the classroom.
Much to her dismay, Miichan seemed to have taken a huge liking in making her feel physical pain. The said Gachapin look-alike has pinched her by the ear, and pulled her towards the stairs for the third time that day, making her groan in pain as she did.
“Okay, I lied about that!” Miichan admitted, before insisting as she easily ignored the cries of pain the older girl was making. “But we should just come back tomorrow!”
Growling, she flicked Miichan’s forehead and managed to stop the girl from pulling her right ear out of her head. She narrowed her eyes at the girl who stood in front of her, before crossing her arms as she waited for Miichan to explain the truth.
Miichan merely looked at her, unable to think of any other lie that wouldn’t seem pathetic, causing the older girl to heave a disappointed sigh. After she did, she walked towards the classroom with her instincts on high alert in case Miichan tried to make her cry in pain again.
Miichan did try, but Yuko managed to get out of whatever grip the younger girl was planning on doing to her. Unfortunately, she was pulled back to the stairs by the collar of her school shirt and before hearing a statement that mostly seemed truthful.
“There are some people kissing in the classroom.”
Laughing at the truth that has finally been revealed, Yuko sighed and told her with reassurance. “We can just take our bags and they can continue afterwards.”
And with that, she started walking to the classroom with a new interest; to watch the couple who decided to stay after school just to make out privately. As she neared the classroom, she heard some stomping coming from the younger girl, causing her to look almost victoriously whilst Miichan stared at her in defeat.
She stopped by the windows and turned her head to see who it was, through glass without any difficulty. However, as she watched, realization came to her and the smug look on her face was instantly replaced by an emotionless expression that she never knew she had.
She stared through the windows and watched a girl and a guy kissing passionately with one another, as she allowed her brain to process what was occurring inside. It wasn’t soon after, when her eyes were wide open from the shock whilst tears formed in her eyes and blurred her vision.
She didn’t have to turn to find out who touched her at the shoulder, knowing fully well that it was Miichan who had tried to prevent her from seeing the scene that was occurring right in front of her. As the younger girl continued to place her hand on Yuko’s shoulders, she stiffened and trembled.
Her heart felt the most painful thing in the world, breaking into shards of glass that made her heart bleed even more. The throbbing pain in her head was caused by a voice that continuously told her to tear her gaze away, but her brain refused to listen and made her eyes stay and watch.
There was this indescribable feeling she was feeling everywhere. It felt so painful, that it was making it difficult for her to breath and stand. Just inhaling a single breath was painful enough to send liters of tears forming in her eyes, no matter how shallow it was.
“Y-Yuko.” Miichan croaked, trying to get the girl to look at her to see whether she was alright.
Yuko ignored her friend’s call, and shakily grabbed the knob of the door even though her mind was screaming at her not to. Turning it slowly to the left, she pushed the door open and walked in whilst trying not to drop onto the ground due to the shock that she has received.
Her legs are slowly losing the ability to stand, making her stumble and fall as she neared the two with small steps. Her lips were dry as her throat, but her eyes were ready to rain several more liters of tears. A huge lump in her throat prevented her from speaking out the words she wanted to say, but when she finally found the voice to do it, she croaked with a hoarse voice.
“W-What’s going on?”
The moment the words left her mouth, the couple who were passionately making out in front of her separated from each other as fast as lightning. They were now looking at the two new arrivals, completely taken aback by the sudden visit.
Yuko breathed in slowly to try and stop the tears from falling as she stared at boy, whom she have been looking around the school for several hours. She tried to open her mouth to speak the girl’s name who was sitting beside Saito, but the widened eyes and guilty look on her face prevented Yuko from doing so.
Stepping a bit closer towards the two, she let out a shaky breath as she asked without any care for the tears that has already broken down the dam that kept it back. “W-why…”
“Why did you…” she asked, directing the question to a certain Kojima Haruna who was looking at her with tears slowly forming in her eyes. “How could you do this to me?”
Then turning to Saito, she noticed how he merely looked at her without speaking a word, and that made Yuko’s heart ache. It was as if…he didn’t care about being caught in the act of kissing Kojima Haruna— Yuko’s other best friend.
Just then, Miichan’s voice broke the trance that Yuko was starting to enter. She asked in a calm voice that has a hint of demanding in it, making the two girls in front of them flinch back in slight fear. “You ask Yuko to come meet you for what reason, Saito?”
“Y-Yuko…Listen, I was—” Saito started to say, turning her gaze from Miichan to the said girl.
The short girl only gritted her teeth whilst clenching her hands into tight fists, before crying out loud. “—I’m seeing things!”
And with that, she ran out of the classroom as her heart felt like breaking into several more millions of glass. It was too painful to witness. The image of the loving look that Saito had on her face as she kissed Haruna was flashing in her mind repeatedly, whilst the scene of the two with locked lips continued to play over and over again.
“Get out of here.” her inner voice told her, helping to block away the painful images that flashed repeatedly in her mind.
Yuko nodded to no one in particular and fastened her steps. It didn’t take her long enough to run down the third stairs, since she was practically leaping from step to step. The fear of falling didn’t even cross her mind, as the pain helped to mask it away.
“Run, Yuko.” the voice kept on telling her.
“RUN!”And that was she did. She dashed through the long stairs of the third floor and managed to get her feet onto the second floor stairs, making the voice keep quiet for a while. The adrenaline pumped through her veins as fast as her blood, making her a bit light-headed from it.
The running she was currently doing ended up in calming away the pain she was feeling in her chest, and caused the numb feeling to disappear. Her breath has slightly ran out of track, causing her to slow down with her running as she jumped from the stairs of the first floor and landed on the floor that headed to the shoe lockers.
Panting heavily, she staggered to her own locker and took out her shoes. Her hands were shaking terribly and her heart beat hard against her chest, making it painful to even take slow and shallow breaths. Once she has changed her shoes, she started to jog towards the gate.
Just then, a hand grabbed her by the arm, causing her to stop almost instantly as she smelt a familiar smell that invaded her nose. Knowing that it was none other than Saito holding her, she stiffened under the touch and tried to run away in fear of breaking down in front of him.
Unfortunately for her, she was stopped once more and was this time forcefully turned around to face him, causing for her eyes to lock on the boy who was currently looking down at the ground panting hard. As she did, she couldn’t help but have a smile creep up to her face as she thought happily about how much Saito ran just to catch up with her.
“He likes me more than Haruna!” she cried gleefully inside her mind, completely forgetting the fact that she had just witnessed him kissing the long brunette a few minutes ago.
As she cried in happiness in her mind, tears suddenly started to fall from her eyes due to the feeling that has overcome her whilst she watched Saito try to catch up with his breathing. She kept her mouth shut as she stared at him, who still looked handsome even though he was almost drenched in sweat
“Just how much energy do you have?” he suddenly asked through his pants, surprising her enough to take her out of her trance.
“Do you have the same amount as Sae’s?”
She tried to answer given to her by her crush, only to find out that she has lost the voice to do so. All she wanted at that very moment was to hug Saito and say how much she loves him, but some kind of force stopped her from doing so. Her mind was screaming something at her from the back of her head, but it was ignored as she watched Saito run a hand through his hair, totally mesmerizing her.
She wanted to compliment the taller of the two for looking so perfect, but remembered that she had lost her voice due to being caught in a trance. Closing it, she smiled and tried to tell the voice in her head to stop talking, who just answered her with more shouting.
“Why?” she croaked out loud; suddenly gaining her voice back when she asked the voice why it was screaming non-stop at her.
The blurted out question made him look up at her, misinterpreting the question for him. Yuko tried to tell Saito that she was just talking to herself internally, only to be interrupted by the boy’s question in return with a voice so cold, it felt like an icy blade had cut the upper part of her skin.
“Why did I call you just to let you see me kiss Haruna, is that your question?”
“Let me see her kiss Haruna?” Yuko repeated the question in her mind, confused by what the guy standing in front of her had meant.
It made her heart ache seeing how cold and distant Saito seemed to be looking at her, making her hesitate to make a gesture. Reluctantly nodding her head, she tried to hide away the confusion and pain that have been built up inside of her.
Just then, some ringing of the bells was heard; the very same ringing that she would hear whenever something bad was to be expected or occur. It even grew louder the moment Saito scoffed and turned his gaze away from Yuko, to the tree that stood right beside them.
It made Yuko think that he was about to say something that would inflict some pain to her, scaring her a bit with the short silence that has formed with them. A second passed, and that certain feeling was proven to be true when Saito answered her with an even colder voice.
“I want to stop your advances towards me.”
“I told you.” a voice from the back of her head said to Yuko.
Yuko stared at him, who only added with a sigh. “That’s why.”
The voice was now starting to talk, telling her that it was time to face the music and get on with her life. It made the pain that has disappeared from a while ago, to come back once more with an even more unbearable pain that stunned her senses.
It all felt like a dream and a horrible one, to be exact. A dream that made everything around her seems like an illusion, untouchable yet real enough to make her feel pain. It made her feel like she was drowning in nothing but a sea of complete serenity that had sadness and pain mixed into it.
Looking at Saito with a disbelieving look in her eyes, she tried to search for any hint of humor in his eyes. It disappointed her to realize that there wasn’t any, and when Saito continued to stare at her with those cold emotionless eyes, a painful stab to the heart was felt by Yuko.
She said in a voice that almost seemed pitiful. “I don’t believe you.”
“Don’t you get it?!” Saito asked as he sighed in frustration from the statement that Yuko has spoken, pulling his hair whilst he stomped his feet to the ground hard.
Flinching from the glare she received from the boy of her dreams, she tried to reach out for Saito’s hand to calm him down only to be stopped by the pointing of the finger and angry cry by the brown-haired. “I made you come after school, to WATCH me kiss Haruna!”
“I don’t believe you!” Yuko stubbornly cried, not wanting to believe the words being spoken by the guy she loves.
It all seemed surreal and unbelievable for her to take. And she started wondering why in the world Saito would want her to witness such a painful thing, knowing that it would give a painful blow to the shorter girl. The result of trying to deny the boy’s statement, only made him cry out in anger even more.
“Are you an idiot?” he asked with a scoff.
Adding a sneer, he then asked. “Are you stupid? Blind? Clueless?”
The boy’s questions and mocking sense of tone brought nothing but pain to Yuko’s heart, stabbing her repeatedly with its cold sharp blades. The cut that the boy’s made with the painful words were so deep, that Yuko was sure it scarred her enough to drain her heart of its blood.
To make it worse, Saito decided to add salt to the wound by enunciated the following words slow and clear. “I. Don’t. Love. You.”
“I never reciprocated your feelings!”
The boy’s following words left her soul fragile, when Saito cried with a scoff. “I don’t even like you!”
That certain sentence was enough to knock the air out of Yuko’s lungs, leaving her completely breathless. It left her sobbing, as her tears started running down her eyes without any sign of stopping. To make it worse, the look of happiness on Saito’s face, made Yuko think that he was very much enjoying the pain he was inflicting upon her.
“I don’t—” she started to say once again, wanting to mask away the pain by pretending that she never heard the boy’s words a second ago.
SMACK!Her eyes widened in surprise, completely surprised from the tingling sensation on her face that was delivered to her by none other than the boy she loves the most. It stopped her in the midway of the sentence she has repeatedly several times, silencing her instantly.
Her eyes were staring right at the tree beside the both of them, away from the boy’s face. Her hearing has toned down and it seemed to be blocked by the deafening silence in her mind, but she was still able to hear the sigh of relief that escaped his mouth.
“This is NO dream, Yuko.” Saito said to her with an even harsher voice, making her flinch back in fear of getting slapped once again.
A growl was heard from the boy’s mouth, which was soon followed suit by his voice. “Believe it.”
“This is REALITY.”
Yuko merely blinked at the sentence delivered to her by Saito, still paralyzed on the spot from the slap she had received not so long ago. The tears have finally stopped dripping due to the shock the slap had brought her, leaving her face tear-streaked and left to dry.
“This is real life!” He told to her firmly.
Then crying out in pure irritation, Saito added. “So deal with it! And stop telling yourself that it’s not true!”
A pregnant paused formed.
“Has the words finally sunk into your brain?” he coldly asked.
Looking away from the beautiful sight of the cherry blossom tree, she turned and focused her dazed eyes onto the boy who slapped her. Tears threatened to fall once more from her eyes when she locked gazes with the him whose eyes seemed to have gotten colder, reminding her of the slap she had received.
Moving her right hand to the tingling spot in her face, she touched it to check whether it all happened or she was just dreaming. When she touched it, she felt the swollen area and the slight pain, slowly waking her up to realize that it was the truth.
“Why Nyan Nyan?” she sobbed, almost like a whisper.
“Because I’m tired.” he answered, before sighing as he continued. “I’m tired of being nice to you, and it’s leading you on!”
The voice from the back of her mind told her to ask a question, making her tremble in fear when she did. “Does Nyan Nyan hate me?”
“Yes.” Came a quick reply.
Saito added angrily. “I hate you. I despise you!”
“I despise you for being annoyingly beside me all the time!”
“And I hate you for making Haruna stay away from me because she thought that you and I were going out!” Saito screamed.
Haruna?The girl’s name continuously rang in her mind, only to be blocked by the voice from the back of her head. It spoke to her, reminding her of the times she found Saito and the brunette girl laughing and seemingly comfortable with one another.
It reminded her of how she pretended not to notice and ignore it, even though a voice from the back of her head was already screaming at her. It made images of the two hugging each other when they won first place at a fashion contest the two joined, before making the scene of the two kissing appear.
Dazed and numbed, she asked. “Nyan… Nyan’s in love with Haruna?”
“Yes! I LOVE her.” he confirmed, before adding with gritted teeth. “And I HATE you!”
The words struck her hard, making her tears filled up her eyes with the threat of falling down any moment. Biting her lower lip, she tried to get her feelings of love to him. When it the cold look refused to disappear, she took a step closer towards Saito and lifted an arm to try and touch his arm whilst she pleaded.
“Nyan Nyan, please don’t hate me.”
The words seemed to be ineffective, since Saito swatted her hands away in disgust before looking at her with nothing but anger in his eyes. “Don’t touch me!”
“You’re a pervert!” he cried at her as, taking a step backwards.
“And whenever you’re near me, it bothers me!”
With her arm still reached out, Yuko tried to retract it to her side and failed. She was far too shocked to do so, as the words of the cold prince echoed endlessly in her mind. Her sobs have stopped, as she tried to tell the voice inside her head to stop telling her in giving up her love for the boy who stood right in front of her.
“Nyan—” she started say, wanting to say that she could stop being perverted and assure her of the skin-ship she planned on lessening.
The boy never even gave her a chance to continue, interrupting her with an angry voice and scowl on the face. “— Don’t call me with that stupid nickname!”
Stomping his feet hard to the ground, Saito stared hard at her, making her retract the hand that was stretched out to touch his arm. The short girl stood staring at him, hurt by the fact that he refused to be called by the nickname she gave to two dearest living things in her life; her cat and Saito.
Staring into the boy’s cold and unwavering eyes, she kept her mouth shut as Saito spoke. “Listen carefully.”
“I LOVE Haruna, not you. I WANT Haruna, not you. I NEED Haruna, not you.”
“Do you understand?!” he asked in an angry cry.
The three words that were enunciated for her to understand, caused something inside her chest to shatter and stop abruptly, making her clutch the shirt she wore over it. The pain was too unbearable, making her yearn to tear it away from her body and throw it someplace far away.
She had bitten her lips hard, cutting the soft skin and making some blood to slowly seep out. She felt her legs tremble as she tried to keep herself standing on the spot, while her upper body shuddered as she tried to breathe properly. Her lungs and heart seemed to have stopped working, bringing nothing but difficulty to her.
“I-I’m sorry.” Yuko managed to sob out, as she watched Saito turn her gaze away from her and onto the cherry tree beside them.
“I’m sorry. I-I thought that Nyan—” she started to say; only to receive a sharp look from the boy she loves and remembering that Saito hated the nickname she gave to him. “— Saito likes me back.”
“I thought that Saito likes me back because he agreed to go on dates with me, and he said that he liked me back when I asked him.” She said, trying to remind him of the times they have spent together in hope that it would somehow change Saito’s mind about everything.
Unfortunately for her, it was not well received and was only giving a cruel scoff and laugh in return. “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!” Saito cried at her, narrowing her eyes as she did.
“I also said that I liked you back to shut you up!” the boy sighed in frustration, before crossing his arms as he cried. “I can’t bear hearing your voice any longer that’s why!”
“It’s even more irritating than Kasai’s strawberry voice!”
Yuko stared at him in complete shock; taken aback by the sudden addition of the girl she was slightly annoyed with these past few days. Closing her mouth shut, she stared hard at the ground as she tried to bottle up the anger that was starting to boil inside her.
Hearing the boy’s harsh words did not make it any easier, making her clench her hands into tight fists while her breathing came back properly. She was trembling in anger, remembering the fact that Saito dared compared her voice to such an annoying one that caused almost everyone to hate Tomo~mi.
She was unaware of how her knuckles had turned white from the clenching she did so hard, and the gritting of the teeth she was currently doing. Her breaths started to come out ragged, as hot tears started to break the dam she had built up with her resolve.
She heard a few steps towards her that came from boy who slapped her, making her look up with angry eyes. She realized that he was now stretching out a hand to place on her shoulder, making her swat it away with a loud slap as she thought of the hatred for Saito that has now erupted.
“Then why?” she asked, unable to hide the anger that was boiling inside of her.
Taking a step a forward towards Saito, she continued with gritted teeth. “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?!”He took a step back. Continuing and wanting to let out the pain that she bottled deep inside, she cried out in anger at him.
“Why did you make me waste three years on you?!”“Y-Yuuchan.” he called her name, hoping that by calling the girl with the nickname Yuko adored would calm the her down.
SMACK!“I hate you.” Yuko murmured as sobs slowly escaped her mouth.
Gritting her teeth even more, she glared at him and took a step back as she shouted out loud.
“I hate you!”With blazing eyes of anger staring right at him, she walked back without wavering. Saito was now looking down at the ground, probably shocked from the slap she had given him after everything he had told her. Turning, she started running to the school gates as she wished for nothing but to escape the place.
As she did, hot tears streamed down continuously down from her eyes. She was sobbing hard and was whimpering as her heart threatened to stop pumping after receiving such painful happenings. As she was about to step outside the gates, she turned and looked at him.
“ I WISH I NEVER MET YOU!”~o~ ^o^ ~o~
She sat up from her bed, with her forehead completely drenched in sweat. The painful throbbing sensation from earlier came back once more, and it was doing a great deal of damage to her sight. Clutching her head with both of her hands, she started whimpering as she tried to take quick shallow breaths.
“Hnnngh.” She gritted her teeth, clutching her head even harder as the pain refused to go away.
Just then, the pain stopped and disappeared as if it never even came. The fashion editor merely took several breaths as she tried to gain focus of her sight. Her room was tilting from side to side a while ago, whilst being blurry enough to prevent her from distinguishing which was which.
“That’s the second time this week.” She sighed, massaging the temples of her head as she tried to stand up from her bed.
Ever since she went to the wedding of Takamina and Acchan, she had two strange recurring dreams of the past she had completely forgotten about. Not only did she have a recurring dream of the past, but the headaches that would followed suit once she wakes up.
For the first time after seven years, she never had these strange happenings to her. Perhaps it was because she came back to the place she once hated, or the fact that she met the girl who seduced the person she used to love the most away from her?
“I should take up Shiriri’s advice.” She mumbled to herself, before hauling herself up with the help of her desk chair.
Turning to the clock on the wall, her eyes widened and she smacked her forehead. She had completely forgotten to eat her lunch! No wonder she was feeling strange! She was on her way to eat lunch when she accidentally met up with Haruna, and slept after eating a slice of cake!
“Should I eat or go to the office?” she asked no one in particular, once she realized that the sky would soon darken.
Sighing, she then decided on getting something to eat on the way to Haruna’s office and headed to the bathroom to freshen herself up. After an hour of getting ready, she got into her car and started heading to Haruna’s office, which was really just several blocks away from her apartment.
Parking her car, she got out and went to the lobby with a file of papers in hand. The moment she entered the room, she saw several pictures of Haruna modeling along with other models. She stared in awe at how the tall girl looked extremely sexy and beautiful while being cute in others.
“Oshima-san?” a woman in a black dress walked up to her with a clipboard in hand.
Turning, she smiled and nodded her head in confirmation before following the woman to the elevator after being motioned to. It didn’t take long for them to reach the level where Haruna’s office was located, before the woman led her to a room that looked quite extravagant.
“She’s waiting for you inside, Yuko-san.” The woman informed her, using the name that the shorter girl requested her to call her with.
Nodding with a thankful smile, Yuko grabbed the handle of the door. “Thank you, Hana-san.”
And with that, the new co-worker turned the knob and entered the room. But just as she did, a pillow was thrown right at her face, causing he to freeze right at the spot. The pillow was plump and stayed right where it was aimed at, causing her to blink several times into the soft surface as she tried to process what had just happened.
“Hey,” a voice spoke, sounding almost disappointed. “You’re not Mariko.”
Taking the pillow of her face, she smiled apologetically at the girl who was peeking from behind the couch. “I’m afraid I’m not.”
“Wait, do I know you?” Yuko suddenly asked when the girl stood up whilst dusting her skirt off.
The question caused the other girl to look up at her properly before smiling widely as she made her way quickly to Yuko, and engulf her in a huge hug. The gesture she had received made Yuko arch an eyebrow before hugging the taller girl back with slight hesitation.
“Yuko!” the girl cried before moving away, as she took in the figure of the shorter girl. “Wow! You look amazing!”
“Uhh…” was what the complimented girl could utter, completely lost on how to react with the girl who seemed to know her pretty well.
Realizing that she needed to remind the shorter girl who she was, she crossed her arms across her chest as she posed in a way that she was sure would instantly make Yuko remember. It took the fashion editor a few seconds before realizing who was in fact standing right in front of her.
“Tomochin!” she cried, before hugging the said girl tightly.
Letting go, she started to jump up and down along with the other as excitement ran through their bodies. “I’ve missed you so much, Yuko!”
“Oh my god,” Yuko breathed out, as she noticed something. “How long has it been since we’ve met?”
“Four years ago. Why?” Tomochin asked, while the two of them stopped their jumping.
Yuko tilted her head to the side and clicked her tongue. “I don’t know. It just looked like you—”
“— Oh come on!” Tomochin cried, sighing in slight irritation even though there was humor evident in her eyes. “Can everybody just stop mentioning that I gained a bit of weight?”
“I wasn’t going to say that, you know.” Yuko smirked, crossing her arms as she watched the ‘fat’ girl plop herself down onto the comfy couch.
“Oh yeah?” Tomochin narrowed her eyes at the shorter girl who remained standing. “What were you going to say?”
“I was going to mention how much you’ve grown THINNER, and that it was such a waste of you not to have been a model.” Yuko told her, with the rolling of the eyes that followed suit from the girl who was now slouching.
Tomochin leaned against the couch, whilst motioning for Yuko to sit across her as she spoke. “I’m going to ignore the sarcasm, and pretend that you just complimented me.”
Yuko merely laughed, before looking around her as she took a sit. The owner of the company was nowhere to be found, and the short girl couldn’t help but have her curiosity rise from the missing CEO. Turning to the girl who was now checking her nails, she asked.
“Where’s Kojima Haruna?”
Tomochin looked up from her nails, and shrugged in return as she replied. “She went out to send Mariko to her office across the street, and talk the troll’s Gachapin girlfriend.”
“Apparently, Troll and Gachapin are having a lover’s quarrel or something.”
“O-okay…” Yuko dropped a sweat as she watched Tomochin talk so casually, as if she wasn’t even worried or anything about her friends fighting.
“By the way,” Tomochin sat up, finished with checking up on her nails. “What are you doing here in Kojipa’s office?”
Yuko smiled at her, before showing her the file that she held in her hand. “I’m going to work here as the new Fashion Editor.”
“Really?” Tomochin asked her and got a nod in return from Yuko, causing her to beam widely before hugging her tightly. “That’s great!”
Yuko smiled back in return before hugging her back. The two of them have been close friends since high school, and even worked together during a fashion project in London.
Just then, the door opened and revealed the girl whom Yuko was searching for. She turned her head and stood up to greet girl she would soon be working for. When she lowered her head and uttered a greeting, she was given a look of surprise.
“Yuko?” Haruna blinked.
“What are you doing here?”
Yuko gave her the file she brought along with her, and smiled. “I’m the new Fashion Editor.”
“I hope you take care of me.” She bowed.
Haruna’s face lit up instantly, before she grabbed the shorter girl’s hand and shook it almost severely due to the happiness she was feeling. Yuko shook her hand back, whilst her left hand went to the back of her head as she felt a sting, probably from a mosquito.
But unbeknownst to her, it was caused by the slight tearing up of the scar she had received from the incident. The inside of the scar already opened up to the size of a needle’s hole, and a nerve had started to bleed. The blood slowly seeped through the small opening, and small specs started to flow down her neck.
To Be Continued…A/N: So yeah…It ends like this. I’m sorry. I actually wanted to write some more, but this is taking more time than expected. And this chapter really isn’t that great. Anyway, there’s a huge reason why this chapter is like this. You can refer to Haruna’s flashback in Chapter Four, I think? The questions might be answered once I update a few more chapters? And there’s going to be an arrival of someone who plays an important(?) role in this. Who knows? It just might be Yuko’s prince or Miichan’s rival in love.
Thank you for reading!!! Byebye~!
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