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AKB48 Fanfics => AKB48 Fanfics => Topic started by: Hatake on July 15, 2011, 04:50:03 PM
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Hi. I'm Hatake. :)
I'll be posting my one-shots here. I'll try to post frequently. (try) No gurantees though. :lol:
I like Mayuki, 9th Gen Pairings(Mori/Shimazaki, Yokoyama/Oba), [KII] Manachuri
I also ship everyone else in SKE.
Links
#01 Birthday Fic for Kashiwagi Yuki (Mayuki)
#02 MAJISUKA drabble (Center / Nezumi / Black ) http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=29952.msg919395#msg919395 (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=29952.msg919395#msg919395)
#03 Congratulatory fic for Oba Mina - Team 4 Captain (Yokoyama Yui X Oba Mina) http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=29952.msg921493#msg921493 (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=29952.msg921493#msg921493)
#04 Kareha no Station (W Matsui) http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=29952.msg923855#msg923855 (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=29952.msg923855#msg923855)
#05 100 Metre Convenience Store (Mayuki) http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=29952.msg926525#msg926525 (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=29952.msg926525#msg926525)
#06 CANDY (Ichikawa Miori x Oba Mina x Yokoyama Yui) http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=29952.msg928759#msg928759 (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=29952.msg928759#msg928759)
#07.1 Majisuka (BLACK X GEKIKARA ) http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=29952.msg931169#msg931169 (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=29952.msg931169#msg931169)
#08 (9TH GEN) Bonds they share (Yokoyama/Oba, Mori/Shimazaki) http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=29952.msg935050#msg935050 (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=29952.msg935050#msg935050)
#09 Extra Story (Mayuki) http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=29952.msg936493#msg936493 (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=29952.msg936493#msg936493)
#10 Suki Suki Suki (W Matsui) http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=29952.msg937664#msg937664 (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=29952.msg937664#msg937664)
#11 The weather will be fine tomorrow (Yokoyama Yui / Oba Mina / Ichikawa Miori) http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=29952.msg938959#msg938959 (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=29952.msg938959#msg938959)
#7.2 Majisuka (BLACK X GEKIKARA ) http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=29952.msg941861#msg941861 (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=29952.msg941861#msg941861)
#12 Of fairytales and smiles - Shimazaki Haruka POV fic http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=29952.msg944827#msg944827 (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=29952.msg944827#msg944827)
#13僕だけのvalue [Mayuki, Yokoyama/Oba, Kojima Natsuki/Kawaei Rina] http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=29952.msg946339#msg946339 (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=29952.msg946339#msg946339)
#14 Janken Tribute [Yokoyama/Oba] http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=29952.msg946373#msg946373 (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=29952.msg946373#msg946373)
#15 As I cry, I smile - Kojiyuu http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=29952.msg953505#msg953505 (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=29952.msg953505#msg953505)
#16 僕の太陽 Boku no Taiyou [Congratulating Team4 debut +Yokoyama Yui's 1 year promotion anniversary] http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=29952.msg960733#msg960733 (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=29952.msg960733#msg960733)
#17 九期の絆 (YokoyamaXOba, MorixShimazaki, YamauchixNagao) [url=http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=29952.msg962439#msg962439] (http://[/url)
I have some problem with the html coding so please click through the pages to look for fic #18 and above. thanks!
A Mayuki fanfic. Happy birthday Kashiwagi Yuki
This is my first time writing a fic for someone 3D. Happy birthday Kashiwagi Yuki!
This fic was originally suppose to be (I) and (IV) only. But I added (II) and (III) because I wanted some interaction.
I was already writing a Maji AU long fic. (I'll post it soon. hopefully) But because I wanted my first ever AKB fic to be 100% Mayuki…
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(I)
I look in the mirror. I see someone with long black hair. I see someone young. I arrange my fringe as usual.
I wish I would grow up faster. I wish I could support you more. Help you more. Not be a burden to you.
You like watermelons. You like pink. You are old fashioned. You are obsessed with idols. You are kind.
I like the herbal tea that you buy for me. I like to drink bubble tea that we bought together.
We weren’t together at the start. But we were the founding members of Team B. We are the 3rd generation.
I think that is not enough.
I tell a white lie so that I can start talking to you.
You think I look like a chi-wa-wa.
I think I like you.
I want to talk to you more. I want to rub noses with you. I want to embrace in your warmth. I want you to hug me more when I’m cold.
You are the weather girl who doesn’t care about the weather. You don’t like to mail but we send 50 messages in 2 days. 1500 a month.
We like to spend 5 hours talking at a family restaurant.
I like to look at you.
The determined you. The hardworking you. The gentle you. All the different sides of you. I want to see them all. I want to learn more about you.
I want to support you.
We are Team B.
You are Team B’s captain.
I am Team B’s Ace.
We are both girls.
You are Kashiwagi Yuki.
I am Watanabe Mayu.
We are Team B.
We are not just colleagues. We are not just friends. We are not family.
We are just two people who like each other. Two people who genuinely care for one another.
We are Team B.
We are Watanabe Mayu and Kashiwagi Yuki.
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(II)
But I am young. I am greedy. I want more.
Will you spoil me once again?
I gather up my courage. Although I don’t want to cross the line, to break the invisible consensus that we somehow formed, I can’t help myself.
Will you give in to my childish wants?
I’ve decided to confess today.
( Yaho~ It’s been a long time since I saw you. I saw Mio eating ice-cream that day. Can we meet up for ice-cream too? )
I pressed send before turning on the television to watch anime. K-ON! is airing right now.
But somehow I’m glancing at my phone every 5 seconds. This isn’t good. Even though I see Akiyama Mio on the screen, I can’t seem to concentrate.
Kashiwagi Yuki. Look what have you made me become.
I don’t even like 3D.
Why am I so affected by you.
It’s been 3 hours since I mailed her. I check my phone for the “N” time.
Nothing. No new mail. Dumb Yukirin. Black Yukirin. I hate you. Why can’t you just check your phone and reply me.
Do you hate me?
You find my mails a burden after all.
Bad thoughts are starting to invade my mind. Everything’s your fault.
Just hurry up and reply me already!
I throw my phone aside. I’m not going to think about you anymore. Serves you right.
(beep)
I immediately reach out for my phone.
It turns out to be Love-tan asking if I’ve seen Mio.
What is this? K-ON aired 3 hours ago. What’s with the delayed mail? Don’t tell me you’re learning from our captain.
Argh. I thought I promised not to think about her for now. Stop entering my mind!
(beep beep beep)
Someone is calling me. Oh. It’s her. After exactly 3 hours and 26minutes.
Is she doing this on purpose.
I hesitate for a moment before picking it up grumpily.
“You’re slow!”
“I’m sorry! Filming dragged and I didn’t have time to check my phone. Is Mayu angry?”
“No. I’ve totally forgotten about you.”
“…”
“I’ll buy you icecream later~”
And that was it. That was it.
Treating me to ice-cream is not going to get you anywhere. I’m not a kid. I can’t be easily bribed.
Or so I thought.
On second thought. The parfait the waiter brought to the table looks nice.
Its big. It has chocolate. It has. Wait- what?
“Why is there watermelon in the parfait?”
“Eh.. hehehe.”
I continue to stare at her.
No. Not good.
I turn my gaze to the parfait in front of me again. It doesn’t seem to help either.
Is there even anywhere I can stare at?
“Mayu-chan, eat some~ “
I purse my mouth.
“No thanks.”
I continue to keep my mouth close.
She scooped some ice-cream and held the spoon near me.
“Ah~ “
It does look appealing. Somehow.
Just when I’ve decided to give in and open up, she diverted the spoon back to her mouth.
“Black Yukirin!”
She laughed and patted my head.
How can someone like that even exist?
I turned my head away.
“Mayu-chan’s cute when you’re angry~ “
Why am I even in love with this black-hearted person I don’t even know. I suddenly feel like changing my mind about confessing.
It is getting dark. The café is empty except for the both of us and someone typing on a laptop.
There is one piece of chocolate left in the glass. We are both eyeing at it. But I know if I ask for it, she’ll definitely let me have it.
“Yuki. Why aren’t you eating the last piece?”
“Eh? I thought Mayu wanted it.”
See. I was right.
“No I don’t. You can have it.”
For a brief moment, I thought I saw the black side of her appearing again. I blinked.
And then I felt something soft touch my lips. And I felt something entering my mouth. Brushing my teeth gently before forcing its way in.
Right now, my brain can’t seem to process anything.
Our tongues touched. And I tasted something else. Something particularly sweet. Chocolate.
There’s chocolate in my mouth.
There’s chocolate in your mouth.
My eyes have been open all this while.
My face is heating up and I feel warm. I suddenly can’t breathe.
“what- what . What’s with the mouth to mouth chocolate?”
And then I ran out of the café.
It started to rain.
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(III)
I don’t know why I suddenly kissed you.
Either watermelon makes me high. Or singing the song too much has somehow influenced me to want to try it out.
Or because you just look so adorable I just can’t help myself.
I paid the bill and ran out to chase after you.
I see you. You’re running in the rain. You shouldn’t run in the rain. You’ll get sick.
“Mayu!”
You’re not replying.
I try again.
“Mayu!”
You’re still not responding.
I’m just glad I’m not wearing heels. I started sprinting.
We’ve been running in the rain for quite a while. Where you’re running to I have no idea. But you’re starting to get drenched. So am I.
I see a car incoming.
“Look out!”
You didn’t respond in time.
Now you’re really drenched. But at least you stopped running.
I caught up to you.
“Mayu. I’m sorry.”
“…”
Your face is still red. And you’re panting.
“Yukirin, you stupid rain girl!”
I cringed at that comment. I didn’t choose to be one!
I hugged you. You’re warm. You’re soft. You smell nice. I want to continue hugging you, but if we continue standing here, another car might just go past us and you won’t be the only one who is soaked.
“You better come to my house and get a change of clothes before you fall sick, ok?”
You just buried your head in my shoulders.
“You can shower now.”
You seem to still be in a state of shock and you stood there, frozen.
I pushed you into the shower and handed you some clothing.
“Are you waiting for me to volunteer to shower together with you?”
“St-Stupid!”
The shower door slammed shut.
I can’t help teasing you.
Oh. You’re done. But your hair’s still wet. I signal you to sit down so that I can help to dry your hair.
There is this awkward silence during the whole time.
I’m starting to regret kissing you.
“I’ll wash up now”
I escaped to the bathroom to shower.
It always feels good to put on new clothes.
You’ve already fallen asleep. Your tiny body sprawled onto the bed in your usual fashion.
I didn’t take that long in the bathroom, did I?
But this simplifies things.
We can always clarify matters tomorrow.
I shifted you to a proper sleeping position so that I can sleep properly next to you.
You mumble something.
It is cold at night.
I take the blanket and covered both of us with it.
We slept together that night.
You look so vulnerable. You look so innocent. You make me want to take care of you.
I stared at you until I fell asleep.
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(IV)
You like anime. You like the “lamb”. You like France-oniichan. You like Akiyama Mio You tend to invent your own words.
I don’t know much about anime. I don’t know much about K-ON. I don’t really understand Hetalia.
But even though I don’t understand half the things you say, I still want to continue to listen to you talk.
You can fall asleep in the bath for one and a half hour.
You make me worry.
You sleep like a turtle with your hands and legs sticking out. You have weird hand actions. You have a default smile.
You make me laugh.
These are the stuff that I’ve said while I was MC. These are some of the stuff I know about you that I’m willing to expose.
But there’s many more. Many more things I’ve observed about you that I don’t want to say.
Because there are many sides of you that I want to keep solely to myself.
You make me understand about the many emotions humans have.
You like to call me to ask if I’ve reached home. Then hang up immediately after that.
You like to mail me “Good morning” at night.
I am intrigued by you. I want to care for you. I want to look after you. I want to be near you.
You admit that you are not just tsundere to me. But . Tsun X 8.
I don’t know why I feel so happy.
I would do anything you want of me. I would listen to anything you say.
Your nickname is Mayuyu.
My nickname is Yukirin.
We are both idols.
We are both old and new Team B.
I like you.
And you like me.
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I’m sorry for such a open ended ending. :_: (but this happens to be my happiest Mayuki fic I’ve ever written. the others all somehow end up angsty. idk why.)
If anyone wants to read an afterstory or something, do let me know. I’ll write one.
Maybe I’ll dump all my mayuki one shots here. After I tweak them a little.
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That was sweeter than their choco parfait! :heart:
Do post your other MaYuki fics please! :twothumbs
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This made me cry. :cry: It's so sweet and happy and... LOVELY!!!
MaYuki. Stop making me cry.
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Please do an afterstory. xD More MaYuki oneshots!
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Mayuki!! :inlove:
Yes keep adding more Mayuki, can never get enough of them XD
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Tsundere Mayuyu just so CUTE~!! XD
Please update more MaYuki~ :cathappy: :bow:
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ME LIKE~!!!
You have more MaYuki?! POST THEM~!!! 8D thats my fav pair xD
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Somehow MaYuki's Wasshoi B kept playing in my head as I read this but it's so cute!! :inlove: I love it!! :twothumbs
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MAYUKI!!!!!!
fave pairing!!!!!
CHOKOREETO kuchi utsushi shite
itsumo no KISU ja tsumannai yo
LOL!
so cute!
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Chocolate kiss FTW!!!!!
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nice story! :on GJ: :on GJ: write more! :on GJ: :on GJ:
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To those who replied, thank you very much for the comments! ^^
Here's a Majisuka drabble. (humor)
Pairing: Center / Nezumi / Black
N - Nezumi
C - Center
N： I’m sorry，sometimes I can’t control my scheming thoughts
C： What if you lie to me in the future?
N： That is impossible
C： If I want to join the RAPAPA, will you agree?
N： If you don’t mind, I have no opinion on that.
C： Do you want me to do all the housework by myself?
N： Don’t be silly. How could that be possible?
C： If I secretly visit Gekikara, would you forgive me?
N： That would depend on the situation. But the possibility is high.
C： You won’t betray me anymore, right?
N： Certainly.
C： Is Black’s kid yours？
N： How could that be possible?
C： Everyone says you’ll turn good for me in the end.
N： Eh, how did they know?
C： Everyone is saying that it’s your idea to stab Gekikara.
N： Rumours. Definitely rumours.
C： They also say that because of me, you’ll join RAPAPA.
N： I will.
C： One day, if you meet someone prettier than me, will you abandon me?
N： Of course not. Why do you have such a weird thought.
This can be read from both directions.
I personally prefer reading it from bottom up. =D
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nice!!! :thumbup
I personally prefer reading it from bottom up. =D
me too...LOL.. :lol:
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nin nin i also prefer bottom up :lol:
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I also prefer... Bottom up!!!! :twothumbs
Write more!!!!!
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bottom up :twothumbs
I think I read this before on tumblr, I guess that tumblr I stumbled to is yours :thumbsup
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Genius ;)
Bottom up is funny
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Awesome! That reversed message left me impressed! It's not easy making those! :twothumbs
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I love to read it from the bottom keke ><
Black's kid is Nezumi's haha !!! Like it Like it I love Mayuki !!!
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love love mayuki :D
the center/nezumi/black drabble is clever lol. i think i've seen that type of thing before though lol, it was like a guy talking to a girl and stuff. but this one related to majisuka gakuen :twothumbs
hope you write geki/black! :drool:
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thanks eveyone for the replies.
@immortal_K I posted that on tumblr before I wrote my mayuki fic. ^^
Happy birthday Matsui Rena! I really wanted to write either Gekikara/Black or W Matsui fic. I tried. But I don't think I can finish either in time. I need to go for the SKE concert today. So it'll be belated. =/ Hopefully I can post it soon.
Instead, here's a 9th Gen/Team 4 fic. Yokoyama Yui X Oba Mina.
Congratulatory fic to Oba Mina for making Team 4 Captain. :)
I hope that if I write more of this, more people will want to understand the future AKB generation more.
(http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lom12i399V1qkgmlgo1_400.jpg)
You are so far away.
We used to be together. We used to practice together, eat together, go home together.
We used to be together.
But you shine too much. You stand out too much. Your determination, your talent.
They say Yokoyama’s eyes change once she holds a mike.
I agree. You’ve never looked better.
You were the first to be promoted in the ninth generation. You cried then. Was it tears of joy? Or were you being sad that you had to leave us?
I don’t know the meaning behind your tears. I never had the courage to ask. I didn’t think I was in any position to do so. But I do know. I was proud of you.
Even if I knew the day had to come. I was sad too. We are in AKB after all. We can’t just remain together as kenkyuusei. That would hold you back. You are Yokoyama Yui. You are from Kyoto.
You are my lover.
I want to work hard too. Chase up to you.
But you kept heading forward. You ended up in a sub-unit. You were in Not Yet. Together with Kitahara-san, Sashihara-san, Ooshima-san.
These are high ranking people. These are people who have made senbatsu. People who are well-known. Idols with a large fanbase.
Why would you want to associate yourself with a kenkyuusei girlfriend?
But you were kind. Yui is always gentle. Always kind. Even when you were busy.
“It doesn’t matter. I’m not tired. So whenever Mina wants to talk, I’ll be around. Even though I can’t meet you any time soon.”
You would say that. With your Kyoto accent that always makes my heart skip a beat.
I really feel like a burden.
You have to take part in recordings for AKB and your sub-unit. You have photoshoots. You have to be involved in filming.
I can’t meet up with you like how we used to. I don’t even remember when the last time we went home together was.
We can only greet each other when our shoulders brush occasionally.
Do you really need someone like me?
Oba Mina. 35th.
Yokoyama Yui. 19th
As I thought. Even though I worked so hard, you’ve worked even harder.
Even though I made it to undergirls, I’m still not one step closer to you.
You’re senbatsu after all. You’re 16th places away from me.
I will work harder. I will try to close our gap.
So when they announced that I was Team 4’s captain, I didn’t know what I was supposed to feel.
It came as a surprise.
At the backstage, everyone congratulated me. I don’t know if I deserved it, but I knew I would do my best with this new role.
Shimada hugged me even though I knew she wanted to be captain. Mori hugged me even though Shimazaki was nearby. And Ichikawa. Well. She gave me a lemon.
You weren’t around. You were in a different dressing room after all. Despite my mixed feelings, I was glad. Glad for my promotion. Glad to be given a chance. Glad for more exposure. Glad that with this, perhaps, perhaps I could close up our gap.
I played with my phone as I lingered around in the now empty dressing room.
Who was I waiting for?
You obviously. But we didn’t make any agreement to go home together. For all I knew, you might have already gone home.
“Congratulations Mina,”
That voice. That accent. Those arms that hugged me in a warm embrace.
I tilt my neck and looked up.
“Thank you.”
Thanks for staying with me. Thanks for always being with me. Thanks for tolerating me. Thanks for listening to me. Thanks for congratulating me.
Thanks for loving me.
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This is so sweet! :inlove:
LOL I ship Yui with anybody. Her pairings are so.... shippable :lol:
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I had to comment when I noticed that a ninth gen fic had been posted, moreover one featuring Yui one of my oshi :heart:
Yui x Minarun is so sweet and I liked the little hint at Nanchan x Paruru. :thumbup
Really nice look also at the situation where you have most of them together on Team 4 but Yui being separated. ;w;
Within 9th gen, previously it was all about YuiYagi but yeah lately it seems there has been more Yui x Minarun... at least as far as tumblr shows me. XP
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i don't know much about 9th gen pairing.... :badluck:
but....
yuiXminarun is :mon cute:
i think i'm liking Oba Mina more than before! way too go Capt!!!! Get your Yui!!! :mon blowhorn:
thanks for this story... i really like it! :on GJ:
write more!
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Yeah a different pairing , great and sweet!
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that was different, but its good.......I was thinking about whether i should read this , but eventually I ended up reading. Its really good. I lol'ed at Ichikawa giving minarun lemon
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@Kuji I love Team 4, especially the 9th Generation (since that includes Yui). I'm glad someone spotted the Nanchan x Paruru that i slipped in! :)
to those who replied, thanks! I'm happy to know that there are people who enjoy them!
This doesn't really count as a belated fic for Matsui Rena, since i'm late by nearly a week. I don't think the contents are very suitable for a birthday fic too.
But here's a W Matsui fic!
Next fic would probably be a Mayuki or 9th Gen.
Kareha no Station
The station was quiet. The train has not arrived. Leaves flutter. A breeze blows gently.
Her hair is being lifted gently by the wind. The girl adjusts her black hat to ensure that it’s firmly on her head. At this hour, the station is empty. But the girl cranes her neck every five minutes and looks around, as if she was searching for someone.
“I’m Matsui Jurina. Nice to meet you,”
A young girl, with shoulder length black hair held her hand out to her. Her grin seemed to enhance the features of her face, making the already good looking girl even better looking. It was spring. Flowers were in bloom.
Matsui Rena. Then age 15, had just started her first year in high school.
Rena looked at the younger Matsui and gave a slight nod in return before reaching out to shake her hand. She was not the type who was extremely friendly with strangers. But the other Matsui seemed to not be affected by that and started talking to her in a friendly manner.
And so they became acquaintances.
“Rena-chan is eating melon bread again?”
Rena looked up. She was here again. Kashiwagi who was sitting beside her let out a soft laughter. It wasn’t loud, but still very much audible. Rena shot her a dirty look. She swore she was a tinkle in Kashiwagi’s eye as she excused herself to find a younger girl with twintails.
“Yes I am. I like melon bread.”
And they became friends.
It wasn’t til 4 months, 2 weeks and 5 days later from their first meeting, did something strike Rena as odd.
Firstly, Matsui Jurina appears only during lunch or after school.
Secondly, she recalls that she never sees Matsui Jurina during school events.
Thirdly, her dear friend Kashiwagi Yuki seems to know something about Matsui Jurina but she doesn’t seem like she’ll be sharing that info any time soon.
“Matsui.”
“I’ve told you to call me Jurina. I’ve already been calling you Rena-chan for a long time~”
“Ju- Jurina-san.”
“Yes?”
“I don’t recall seeing you around.”
Jurina blinked.
“I. I mean, erm, well. What class are you from?”
“1B. I’m from 1B.”
“But I’m from 1B too.”
“I’m in middle school.”
The sky is turning dark. It seems like rain is starting to fall. The girl stops tapping her umbrella and opens it.
Pitter patter. Pitter patter.
At an isolated station stands a girl clutching onto a white frilly umbrella. Her only other companion is the trunk sitting neatly beside her.
Matsui Rena. Age 16. Member of the kendo club.
Good friends with Kashiwagi Yuki, Yagami Kumi.
Even better friends with Matsui Jurina.
“Let’s go out.”
“Sure. But only after I’m done with my homework.”
“I don’t mean it that way. I like you. Rena.”
Matsui Rena. Age 16 and 4 months.
Good friends with Kashiwagi Yuki, Yagami Kumi, Takanagi Akane.
No longer just close friends with Matsui Jurina
“Juri?”
“Hmm?”
“I can’t concentrate on my book properly if you’re clutching on me so tightly…”
“But Rena-chan is warm and I’m cold,”
It is autumn. A season of change.
Leaves continue to fall. There are no flowers in the trees. This is wrong. The girl shifts her gaze away from them.
This was her last year of high school. This was her happiest year in the 18 years she lived. At the Kendo club after practice ended, everyone is busy packing up and getting ready to leave.
The cold evening breeze blows. Two girls are riding on a bike, their hair flying in the wind.
A tug.
“yes?”
A reply.
“what would you do if your parents found out about us?”
A question.
“I’ll drag you away and elope.”
A promise.
Two smiles.
She knows that the other girl wouldn’t come.
She knows that the other girl can’t come.
She knows that she’s wasting her time waiting here.
She knows all of that.
But she still came.
She still waited.
There are tears flowing down her cheeks. But her sobs are drowned out by the falling rain
At nineteen, she passed her entrance exams.
At fifteen, she got into a high school near her university.
They made plans to live together.
She knows that the other girl can’t pick up her phone.
“They found out about us.”
She knows that she’ll never hear her voice again.
She knows that she’ll never ever hear someone call her “Rena-chan” the way she once called her.
She knows all of that.
She who stands in the rain knows all of that.
“I’m Rena. I’ll be waiting for you.”
But she still wants to say that.
Leaves flutter and fall.
The silence is broken by the incoming train.
At the station, she is all alone.
She looks at the train tracks.
She looks at the train.
She is no longer alone.
Up to one's interpretation. I originally intended for Jurina to die, and Rena to, well, maybe die too. But I've excluded a fair bit of details. So one can safely assume otherwise. And even accept it as a happy ending. :)
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To be honest, I did get a goosebumps while reading this until the end. xD
But there is a tricky feeling in my mind that I couldn't describe properly at the near end that something like it has 3 meanings to me. xD Though you explained something on your Author's Note at the end.
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One of the songs that I usually listen Kareha no Station . :D
Listening to the song and read this fic at the same time.
Seems like there are plenty of hidden meaning in the end. :?
You are real good in putting yours words.
Having mixed feelings with these but it's great.
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Mixed feelings LOL... the ending seems to allow everyone their own interpretation of how it ended... but i'm just like (@ _ @)"""
I like it! It has this... feeling to it... i can't seem to explain LOL~
Do continue~ i love reading these.
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I love it! Although it gave me my brain mixed feeelings between imagining a happy ending or a sad ending for the two of them. ><
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On my end, I thought Jurina was on the train but after reading the author's note. Rena jumped didn't she? :bleed eyes:
Still, good job.
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I love it, I like how it is left in the end for everyone to interpret how the story ends.
I chose the happy tragedy, but at least they are together in the end.
I really like how you write, please write more.
Thanks you :twothumbs
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To those who replied/read my fics, thank you very much! :)
I'm back to Mayuki again.
#05
100 Metres Convenience Store - mayuki
I came out of the shower and was busy drying my hair with a towel. Flipping open my phone, I saw that I had a mail.
“Meet me at the convenience store in ten minutes.”
The mails we sent each other was this short. Short and straightforward.
But this time, this was a little too much. Looking down at my watch, it was already 12 midnight. Although the convenience store was only 100 metres away, for a girl to leave her house at such a time, what would my parents think of me?
Slowly but quietly, I open my door and stick my head out. My parents were still awake. They were both in the living room watching television. If I left now, they would definitely question me.
What should I do?
My heart starts to beat faster. It seems that I’m nervous about the lie I am going to tell. Or was it because I really want to meet you too?
I opened my closet door. There’s 8 minutes left. I don’t want you to wait too long. It’s not nice to keep people waiting. I want to hurry up and reach there. I bite my lip as I pondered over what I should wear.
I… don’t want to let you see me in this faded oversized shirt. But if I wear something too nice, my parents and the neighbours would suspect something. I’m supposed to be going to the convenience store. Looking at my watch, I noticed that there’s not much time left. I’ve decided on a jersey.
“I’m going out to buy batteries. My calculator ran out of them.” What a poor lie. My calculator is powered by solar energy. But what they don’t know won’t hurt them.
I closed the door and left before they could reply.
4 minutes left. Could I make it on time?
I frowned. There’s no choice. I’ll have to ride there.
I never liked riding bicycles when my hair was still wet. It somehow gives me an icky feeling that I can’t really describe. I’m suddenly just glad that the store is only 100 metres away.
2 minutes left. I’ve reached. But you are there already, standing at the magazine corner, flipping some comics nonchalantly. Honestly, could you at least look a little more excited to see me?
I parked my bike outside the store as I walked in. You are still busy reading. What’s more important? Me or 2D?
I looked around me. There’s no one else besides the cashier. Tiptoeing softly, I tapped you.
You smiled at me happily. I really wanted to see your face, to embrace you. My phone’s wallpaper is not enough.
Some of my closer friends have disapproved of you. They say you that are childish, they say that you can’t take good care of me (becauseyoukeeplivinginyour2Dworld), and one of them would prefer me liking someone of an opposite gender instead. I know that they are looking out for me, for my best interests. I appreciate their thoughts and actions.
But I don’t really care. I’m in love. Love isn’t logical. Love isn’t reasonable. So what if you are shorter, younger and alwa-sometimes impose on me? I’ve given up trying to justify your good points to them.
You are Watanabe Mayu. A girl 3 years younger than me who studies in a different school. A girl who spends all her time watching anime, when you are not with me. Although sometimes I end up watching anime with you too. But that’s love. That’s youth.
A girl who dislikes talking to others. A girl who actually took up a job not for anime goods, but because she wanted to bring me somewhere nice for our anniversary.
“Good work for today!”
I don’t know what else I’m supposed to say. Thank you? I love you? I missed you?
Somehow, I can’t bring myself to say that in a convenience store.
“Sorry.”
You don’t have to apologize. I want to meet you too.
The air conditioning is rather strong. My hair is starting to dry quickly. I need to be back home soon. So do you.
But I don’t want to go home yet. This isn’t enough.
However I’m only twenty and you’re seventeen.
And the time now is nearly twelve thirty.
We really should get back.
I look at you reluctantly. You kissed me swiftly on the cheeks.
I can feel the cashier staring. But I don’t care. It’s late in the night anyway.
I walk through the door, grab my bike and cycle back home, the feeling of your lips still on mine.
Never mind the unwanted batteries.
Never mind the disgusting feeling of my wet hair against the wind.
Never mind the cashier who saw us.
Never mind the unreasonable requests you ask for, time to time.
It can’t be helped.
Because I love you.
what is this fluffy thing. idk what i'm writing already. its sort of a compensation? for the W Matsui.
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wow!
mayuki!!!!! :wub:
i'm speechless!
thank you! and write more!
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i"m shipping MaYuki now a days :luvluv1: :luvluv1: :luvluv1:
pls, keep up more Mayuki shots... :kneelbow:
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I don't how interpret thr Wmatsui I'm just feeling sad lol
And the mayuki is so sweat x3
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Thank you for the comments! It seems that many people like sweet fics. :)
unfortunately i can't gurantee that the next few fics would be sweet
Sort of companion fic for the previous one congratulating Oba Mina on becoming Team4's captain. I wanted to write something involving the 3 of them, and they all sang candy together once, so yea.
Candy -(Ichikawa Miori / Oba Mina / Yokoyama Yui)
I’m listening to my ipod as I ride my bicycle. There is a piece of candy in my mouth. It’s not sweet, nor is it sour. It’s just something I’m sucking on to cheer myself up. It’s lemon candy.
My favourite song is playing. Through my yellow earphones, I can hear it clearly. You were the one who gave me this pair of earphones.
“Happy birthday, miorin~”
You said then.
I shake my head. I tell myself to only focus on the song. Not the unhappiness that you brought me.
Lalala
Where shall I head next? To the supermarket?
Maybe I knew it from the start. Maybe deep down I knew it.
But I wanted to pretend I didn’t. I wanted to pretend I had a chance.
I wanted to give myself hope.
I was intrigued with you since the first time we met. But I was in the 10th generation and you were in the 9th. At the backstage, although all the 9th generation mostly stuck together, you were always with Yokoyama.
Smiling. Talking. Just being together.
I ate my candy as I watched you quietly. The candy rolling at the tip of my tongue.
When you first kissed me, I was really really happy.
Even if I saw you disappearing with Yokoyama for a long time and came back with disheveled hair and slightly messy clothes.
I chose to eat my sweet and pretended I saw nothing.
You were only practicing with Yokoyama. You were only exercising. You were trying to lose weight.
She’s has been promoted.
She can no longer spend time with you. And you can no longer be always with her.
I was watching from a far.
We became closer. You took photos of me. I took photos of you. We argued on stage.
I really thought I stood a chance.
All the false hope. All the little things.
Ah.
I’m nearly done with the candy in my mouth.
On stage.
“Oi. Korokoro!”
“Don’t call me that!”
“If you eat anymore you’ll definitely become one.”
Backstage
The performance has ended and I’m sitting on your lap. You never seemed to mind whenever I did that.
Even if the seat next to you is empty.
Shimada is busy telling us our errors. I’m not really listening. I’m more distracted by your hands which happened to be busy drawing circles on my lap.
"I want to become a fresh lemon~”
You were the only one who refused to say my line even though everyone did. You wouldn’t admit you kissed me.
I wanted to pretend you were tsundere. That one day, one day you would become dere to me.
Just like you and her.
To counter the unpleasant feelings, I pop another piece of candy in my mouth.
It’s the last piece left. I need some more.
Then came HanaKimi. You, me, and Nagao-san were the 3 members from Team 4 who were chosen to act in it.
This was a great opportunity to be together. Yokoyama is far away. Forget that Kyoto girl. Can you please look at me?
I’m right next to you. Can you don’t check your phone every 5 minutes, during our break?
“Korokoro~”
I burry my head in your back and nuzzled.
The piece of candy in my mouth.
Ah.
I was 39th. You were 35th.
I was glad. I had another excuse to be with you.
The magic of the candy.
When you were announced as captain, I was really glad. I knew you could do it. I knew you had it in you. Everyone took turns to congratulate you. I did too.
“You are on your way to becoming a fresh lemon~”
And then I gave you a lemon.
You laughed and thanked me.
But I could see it in your eyes. You were searching for someone else weren’t you? These congratulatory words from us, they don’t mean as much as hers, right?
You idiot, she’s not around!
I left the dressing room.
I walked towards Team K’s room.
I knocked.
"Is Yokoyama-san there?”
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I think I might have been somewhat OOC for Ichikawa. =/ OTL
I really really want to write a fic based on Arashi no yoru ni wa. But by just looking at the song lyrics, yea. there'll definately be some erm. mature stuff. I'll try my best. >.>
I don't think I can post it here, so maybe i'll post my tumblr link or something. Or those who wants to read it can pm me for it.
I'll let everyone know once i'm done with it.
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Read this over on tumblr first but thought I'd comment here.
Emo-Lemon is pretty interesting. Not something we see on screen so I can see why it might seem OOC but I don't think this sort of personality is impossible under the right circumstances. :)
I did have a slight, 'oh Miorin...' moment at the end when she goes looking for Yui. And in your universe I sort of feel like Yui and Minarun's drifting apart. D:
Oh and you should definitely write something with the Nanchan and Paruru pairing sometime even if I guess less people know them than Yui, Lemon and Minarun. Well, again, thanks for the 9th/10th gen fix. :thumbsup
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Thanks for the MaYuki, love the pairing and your 9th gen pairs. :heart:
I read them a while back on tumblr and forgot to come here and comment too XD
Please write more, :twothumbs
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@Kuji thank you. I will write my 9th gen fic. I will. I will! I like nanchanxparuru a lot.
I like them more than minarun and yui, but this two are too lovey dovey in real life so i’m having trouble expressing them in fics I have at least 3 of them, half written. I’ll finish at least one soon, probably... I hope.
@immortal_K thank you. :3
I wanted to stick to my routine of posting a fic at least once a week, but due to certain things, I'm not really in the right mood to finish up this majisuka fic yet. At least not until I get my DVD box. hurry up and fly here please..
Part one of three. (I think. Or maybe i'll finish it in the next update. idk.)
It's quite short. Forgive me. And I haven't thought of a title. I hope I'll come out with one when I'm done with it.
I am Matsui Rena. I am also Gekikara
I like blood. I like violence. I like making people angry.
She is Kashiwagi Yuki. She is also Black.
She doesn’t talk much. She doesn’t get angry.
The first time I met her was when after I lost to Yuko-san. Yuko-san was strong. I’ve never lost a single fight until I met her. Even though I punched, kicked and did all I could, she never faltered. She just laughed and before I knew it, I was on the ground, dazed.
Yuko-san was weird too. Unlike the other people I’ve fought with, she said she liked me and wanted me to call her Yuko-san. What was it to be liked by someone? I didn’t understand then. No one has ever said they liked me. After which, she somehow dragged me up the stairs to the musical instrument clubroom. I was probably too shocked by her earlier actions to retaliate.
There were four people in that room. One was playing with a toy. One was staring into empty space. One was busy painting her nails. And the last one was reading a black book.
“This is Gekikara. Our new member”
Yuko-san really was weird. No one in their right mind would grab someone they’ve just defeated and dragged them to join a club. The other members were weird too. I was pretty sure I was covered in plenty of blood, my hair was wrangled, but unlike other people who had some form of reaction when they saw me, these four girls just looked up, nodded and went back to what they were doing before.
“Here’s your jacket.”
I picked it up with two fingers, tilted my head a little and looked at it before accepting it. It was dark green with some dragons on the back. It looked sort of nice. Somehow. So I put it on.
I was a first year then. I was in this unknown club in this weird new school with a bunch of first years who all wore different jackets except for Yuko-san who didn't wear any.
Nevertheless, we ended up gathering in the clubroom daily without fail. But there was nothing for me to do. I didn't have nails to paint, books to read, or a yoyo to play with and I was never the type to daze into space.
So I ended up only spending less than 5 minutes in the room before I left. I had better things to do. Like looking for fights with idiots who bought the last melon pan.
But my routine changed one week later.
"Gekikara"
Yuko-san called me as I was walking towards the door. I turned around.
She was standing at the blackboard which had a bunch of scribbles on it. Apparently she decided only yesterday that she wanted us to be Majisuka's top.
"I'll be with Sado. Torigoya, you're with Shibuya. That leaves Black.. and Gekikara."
Ever since I've entered this club, the only one I've seen fighting in Yuko. And that's only because I fought against her. Looking at them again, I wondered, can they really fight?
"First floor, you two the second floor, and I'll take the third floor with Sado. Be back in this room in no less than an hour."
I watched as Shibuya dragged Torigoya out somewhat unwillingly.
Black just cocked her head towards the door.
I bit my nails and walked out.
She was fast. And strong. By the time I took down seven people, she probably had at least twice my number.
"You need to learn not to waste your time with these people."
Was that even a word of advice? Or was it a subtle compliment?
Black. She's interesting too. Just like Yuko-san. Is everyone in the Rapapa like that?
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Yes another Geki x black fic.
Please continue when you can XD
I love to see more of their fics :)
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omg i was totally almost in tears while reading the oneshot with lemon DDD: lajfllskahdklshda i want my lemom to be fresh and happy not sad! ; _____ ;
but yay gekiblack!!! i can never get enough of those two my gosh~ so this looks likes it's a three-shot ^^. can't wait to see how geki's feelings towards black will develop. thanks for the update and sorry for not keeping up lol ):
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I want more too~ :wub:
Please update soon~ :twothumbs
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i love your fic please update soon...! :cow:
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Thank you for the replies. I'll try to update the Black/Gekikara soon. ^^
I know I said I'll write a Nanchan X Paruru fic next, but the ones that are half written are not exactly suitable right now. So I finished this instead.
It's a 9th Gen fic, I mentioned everyone. How big a role they play in this fic is a different story.
Pairings: Yokoyama/Oba and Mori/Shimazaki
This is also the same setting for my other 9th Gen fics. Not that anyone knows anyway.
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Bonds they share
There were nine of them in total in this club. But right now, she was the only one in the room.
It was understandable. The teachers in this school never had a habit of releasing them on time.
But there was another reason. Some of them had another club to go to. Some of them had a part time job.
The door opens.
Yamauchi Suzuran stepped in cheerfully, with Nagao Mariya following behind.
"Yui-chan~"
Yokoyama smiled at them as she patted on the empty seat next to her.
Nagao walked towards the bookshelf looking for something to read while Yamauchi starting digging her schoolbag, looking for the assignment in which she needed Yokoyama's help.
They weren't just a literature club.
They were good friends too. Friends who helped each other, friends who gave each other support in times of need. And friends who knew when it was time to excuse themselves when the atmosphere around them turned pink. Although there was still one or two of them who couldn't read the mood at times.
"You need to complete the square before you can integrate this"
Yamauchi nodded.
Nagao found a book and sat down.
There was a cool autumn breeze. The curtains in the room flapped gently.
"I'm sorry I'm late! I had cleaning duty to do."
Takeuchi Miyu, the youngest member of the club, ran into the room with her forehead full of sweat. Her usually neat short hair was slightly messy.
"Miyu-chan doesn't have to apologize."
She looked around.
"Most of them are not here yet anyway."
Takeuchi nodded as she placed her bag down. Her face flushed from the running and the way she entered the room.
The atmosphere in the room was slightly off. It was calm, quiet and soothing as always. But she could tell that today, especially today, there was this tension floating around.
Perhaps it was because she was young, or perhaps she belonged to the people mentioned earlier that lacked the ability to read the situation at times, or perhaps she couldn't stand the mood anymore. She opened her mouth.
"It's about Mina and Anna isn't it?"
There was this awkward silence that added on to the already tense situation. Yamauchi
paused her pen, Nagao never flipped her page. And Yokoyama continued to stare at Yamauchi's assignment.
Takeuchi blinked.
"Does Haruu have work today? Mariko needed to run an errand for her family, so she's unable to come."
Yamauchi tried to change the topic.
Nagao finally flipped her page.
"She has a shift today."
Basketball training was long and tough. The girl on the court was running and running. But the girl at the sidelines could tell. The other girl was running faster than usual, more than usual.
The girl at the sideline never stopped watching. Even though a small part of her wanted to tear her eyes off for a moment to check the time.
But she didn't. She couldn't. This, she felt, was one of the forms of support she could give the other girl. She could only watch from afar.
The girl practicing basketball fell.
There was no one else on the court. There wasn't even any basketball practice this week. There wasn't even any competition in the next month.
There wasn't any need to push herself.
The girl by the side ran up to the girl who fell down.
A towel in one hand. A water bottle on the other hand.
Deep in her heart, she actually hesitated for a moment.
She knows the other girl's personality. She knows how she likes to brood about things, how sensitive she is, how she has a low self esteem.
Should I help her? Or should I let her be.
But she still ran forward. The body knows better than the mind.
There was a mix of sweat and dirt on the taller girl's face. She handed over the water bottle while she proceeded to wipe her face.
The other girl just looked at the bottle.
There were rumours. A plenty. And a particular one that was flying around very quickly for the past few days. But she didn't ask.
Even when they were called into the principal's office.
Because she didn't say either.
If she didn't question, she didn't mention.
That was the sort of relationship they had. No matter what happens, they know that they would support her in any way they can. But right now, they will not probe.
Both Shimazaki and Yokoyama.
They will not ask.
At the far end of the room, where Yokoyama and Oba were sitting, there was no sound. Yamauchi had kindly dragged Takeuchi to the other corner where Nagao was sitting.
Yokoyama didn't say anything. Not a single word of comfort. "It'll be alright" or "Don't worry", that sort of line.
She was the type of person that meant every line she spoke.
So the only thing she did was to hug Oba. Pat her gently on the back and silently hope that everything would be alright.
She was gentle. She was kind.
She is Yokoyama Yui. She is Oba Mina's lover.
Yamauchi placed a slice of cake that she brought to school on the table. Nagao poured some tea. Miyu just kept giving Yamauchi weird looks.
"Let's go for Karaoke after club has ended."
The others would just support them in their own form. They would help each other in their own way.
To see them smile again.
"You are not alone"
"Even if the whole world goes against you, I will still be there for you. I will believe in you. I will support you. So stay strong. Don't give up. "
The words that are left unsaid.
There is no need for such words.
The heart and mind can convey much more. These bonds they all share.
"Because I love you"
Next up would be either Mayuki/W Matsui/Part 2 of Geki Black
I am also sorry for excluding Ichikawa from this fic. If I do write a continuation of this plot, I will include her in. She went for karaoke after all.
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No replies for my 9th gen fic? D:
I shall delude myself and pretend it's because I'm updating too quickly
Somehow I end up writing more when school starts. ._. odd.
It’s a extra story to the previous Mayuki fic. Not really linked. But you can assume it’s in the same universe/timeline/setting.
Extra Story - MAYUKI
It is eight pm. I am sitting on the sofa watching DVDs with a cup of hot drink in my hand. I’ve bought a few recently and I’ve wanted to watch them.
My eyes are glued to the screen.
Beep
Someone sent a message.
Who can that be. I’m busy here. It’s not everyday I get a day off the next day and I want to spend it resting.
Oh. It’s Mayu.
Yukirin~ I just ended work and I missed the last bus home. Can I stay at your place tonight?
You’ve just ended work?
I looked down at my watch. It’s already twelve fifteen. That’s not right. I remembered her schedule. She’s supposed to end work at eight.
I flipped my notebook open.
I was right. She’s supposed to end at eight.
My eyebrows creased a little as I frowned.
Oh right.
I better reply her.
What happens if I say no?
Beep
Kashiwagi Yuki!
I was kidding.
You can come over now.
The doorbell rings.
That’s… fast.
“Mayu!”
“Sorry for imposing on you,”
“Mayu. What if I wasn’t at home?”
“Eh?”
It seemed that she never thought of it.
That’s why I’m always thinking about her. Worrying about her. That girl just doesn’t consider all the possibilities some times.
“Come in. It’s cold outside.”
I closed the door. I suddenly feel so much warmer. Was it really that cold out there?
I looked down. No wonder I felt so much warmer. Mayu was hugging me.
I didn’t even notice. When did I hug her back?
This action came too naturally.
That’s not very good. If we keep this up, other members might start to notice.
I’ll get you something to warm you up,”
You don’t have to~ I’ll just drink from this cup,”
“Th-That’s mine!”
“Isn’t that why I’m drinking from it?”
“If you wanted a kiss, you can just ask for it. You don’t have to steal one indirectly.”
Her face reddens.
She’s so cute when she blushes. I want to hug her. I want to kiss her. I want to do more. Wait. I better stop thinking of this right now.
She walked into my room and sat on my bed. I followed behind her.
“Mayu.”
“Yes?”
“You missed me, didn’t you?”
I try to engage in conversation to divert my thoughts.
There’s no reply. She’s pretending to be busy drinking.
When can I finally get this tsundere girl to admit her love for me?!
Oh. I think I have an idea.
"Mayu~ Your work ends at eight.”
“How did you know?!”
She puts down her cup.
"I’m Kashiwagi Yuki.”
I smirked.
"I-I…There was some delay!”
Can she come up with a better excuse?
I laughed. This girl just can’t lie. She’s so cute when she tries.
My fingers gently pinched the cheeks in front of me. Soft.
I pulled and played with her face.
"Don’t lie~”
She tried to avoid my gaze.
"Eets the tuuruth,”
I moved closer to her face as I continued to pinch her.
She struggled a little.
No use. Mayu. There’s no use when you’re up against me.
I smirked again unknowingly.
I could now feel her breath tickling my face.
She moved in to attempt to kiss me.
I quickly stepped back and stopped pinching her.
"I don’t kiss liars~”
The look on her face changed. She looks a little grumpy. Ah. But a grumpy Mayu is still cute.
I suddenly feel this chill down my spine.
Is she plotting something?
My eyes widened.
Watanabe Mayu shoved me out of my room and closed the door. My own room!
"Mayu!”
I knocked on the door.
"You can sleep outside tonight.”
But this is my house!
I knocked for another five minutes.
My hand hurts.
I sighed.
I guess I’ll be sleeping on the sofa tonight.
I shifted around. The sofa’s not very comfortable. And despite the heater, it’s starting to get chilly.
She could at least have given me a pillow or a blanket when she kicked me out.
Despite all that, I somehow fell asleep.
I didn’t hear the room door opening.
I didn’t hear footsteps.
But I felt something warm and soft next to me.
"Good night Yuki~”
When I woke up the next day, I was aching. This was worse than dance practice.
2 people squeezing on a small sofa was a little too much.
I should stop being so nice to Mayuki and complete the ones with a sad ending. but i like them so much i can’t bear to hurt them. D:
I'm taking in 5 requests on tumblr. So i guess, there'll be a variation of pairings/genre for the next few fics.
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I LOVE Tsundere Mayuyu~ :wub:
She just so cute~ XD
Thanks for updating~ :D
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Awww, that was so cute! Though I do feel like Mayu was still unnecessarily harsh, the ending was really sweet. Thanks for writing this~ :on GJ:
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@ Renachii thank you. :D I like tsundere mayu too
@Vanui Mayu's a tsundere. XD
1/5 of the song request/suggestion fic.
Suggested by: okotteiru on tumblr
:D I wrote a wmatsui as requested. for the other 4 requests, I may take some time to finish them as I’m still writing my other drabble/fics too. But I’ll definately fufil the requests. So please wait paitently. Thank you!
this is quite short though. I will also try to do my best in trying other writing styles if possible.
好き 好き 好きSuki suki suki - W Matsui
It's the summer festival. We are both donned in kimonos and her hair is did up nicely. She looks even better than usual. I can't help but stare openly.
I am Matsui Jurina. The girl walking next to me, who I'm busy staring at is Matsui Rena. Even though she is 6 years older than me, we are officially dating.
No one can tell when we walk down the stores. About the age difference I mean.
Although I think they can't tell that we are together anyway.
It's been 2 months since we officially moved from friends to lovers. But things are still the same between us. Is it supposed to be like that for 2 girls who are together?
Because in a normal relationship, a guy gets to kiss her now right?
But I kissed Rena before we even dated. Her first kiss too.
There seems to be no change in our relationship besides our status. I hug you. I kiss you. I tell you I love you.
It's the same as how it was 2 months ago.
I want something more. We are now lovers.
"Rena-chan~"
"I love you."
Rena looks at me and smiles.
It's a lovely smile. But wait. That's how she usually reacts anyway.
I wish she would respond to that. Can you say something more?
I let go of her hand as I ran towards the takoyaki store.
"Food!"
She's still smiling at me.
"1 box please."
She tries to pay for my food. I stopped her.
I always think that it's fate that brought us together. To be able to meet you. That's something I am really thankful of.
"Rena-chan, open your mouth~"
"We're in public." she tries to stop me from feeding her by swatting my hand.
Is this flirting?
As we watch the fireworks, I wonder. Will things be the same even if nothing happened that day? Will we both still come to the festival, play games, eat, and watch fireworks together like this?
I get worried. Maybe it's because I'm young. But I need the confirmation. You're good looking. I don't want others to have you. I don't want you to be with someone else. I want you to be mine. Only mine.
They say love is between 2 people. I'm doing my best to make sure you love me more. So please do your best as well. I need you to give me more.
They also say that if you make a wish when the largest fireworks explodes, your wish comes true.
I don't know if I believe in this or not. But it doesn't hurt to try.
I closed my eyes and made a wish.
But another part of me thinks that this is fine. Even if nothing much has changed, even if I'm slightly unsatisfied. This is still fine.
You don't need to say it aloud.
So long I can spend time with you, be together with you. Eat together. Go out together. Stick together.
That is fine with me too.
The fireworks display ended.
The crowd is dissipating.
You suddenly turned and kissed me.
That's the first time you took the initiative. I'm shocked. I'm happy.
I jumped at you.
You try to stop me again.
"We're in public." you say this again.
But this time, your actions don't match your words.
Have you received my strong feelings?
Or did my wish come true?
Whatever the case is.
Let's continue to become happy lovers.
A happy wmatsui this time. XD which means i'll write sadder ones next tme
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KYAAAAAA WMATSUI O:
Thank you so much for writing this! It's so cuteeeeeeeeeeeeee~
I love these two to death. Tsundere Rena is too adorable, and Juritan is always such a fun character. :farofflook:
I look forward to your future work. :kneelbow:
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Rena kissuuuuu!!! :ptam-shy: :ptam-wub: :ptam-glow:
god yess!!!! :ptam-kiss:
A happy wmatsui this time. XD which means i'll write sadder ones next tme
:ptam-mad: :ptam-mad:
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good job.. but i wanna know what next.. how rena chan prove that her love jurina...
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Wmatsui <3
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So cute :)
The beginning sounds sad and lonely....but the ending is quite cute :P
Looking forward to your next fic
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cute..! :wub:
I like it...! :D
please update soon..! :thumbsup
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THanks for the WMatsui :twothumbs
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@ MESS :P
@ Haruko I don't know if I'll write a continuation.
@ kahem, immortal_K you're welcome. :D Thanks for reading~
@ blughise I tried to follow the song and added a small plot to it. :D
Someone stab me. I’m not doing my assignments. I’m busy typing this which is not even about Mori. I really don’t know why I always end up writing about Yokoyama/Oba/Ichikawa. I don’t understand myself.
Inspired by Ichikawa’s blog post which I’ve included in this drabble. And because it is now September. And I don’t have much time.
Have a picture as well.
(http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqsw0yDsX21qmca3fo1_500.jpg)
The weather will be fine tomorrow - Yokoyama/Oba/Ichikawa
"Ichikawa-san"
I looked up.
"If you happen to be free, come over to stay at my house tomorrow, alright?"
I was surprised by the offer. Very very surprised. Although we knew each other ,we never had much interaction. 9th Generation. 10th Generation. Team K. Team 4.
Yokoyama's house. I've never been there before. I knew most of the 9th Generation stayed there at least once. Minarun told me about it before. But I never thought I'll ended up getting an invitation before.
"Ok-okay. Thank you for the invitation."
But there was a similarity between us.
Said similarity who was supposed to be sick. Since the 18th of August.
That night, I sat the train down to Kyoto and rang on the doorbell promptly. I was dressed in my casual clothing. A set of pyjamas with lemon prints was folded and placed neatly in my bag.
Within a few seconds, the door opens and I see a smiling Yokoyama.
That smile looked forced.
I politely smile back as I enter her house.
She welcomes me in and shows me the way to the living room.
"Ichikawa-san, I have some DVDs, we can watch them."
Sitting on the sofa, I nodded, trying to be enthusiastic. She grabbed a random one and placed it in the DVD player. I think we both didn't even notice the title.
There was a small photo frame in the living room of Yokoyama and Oba.
I suddenly didn't feel like looking around anymore and focused on the television. But it was still awkward. We both sat there stiffly.
It didn't help when there was suddenly a kissing scene in front of us.
"I'm hungry~"
I tried to distract myself. And her. She turned to look at me.
"I know a place where we can eat beef rice."
That's the famous beef rice that she always brings the 9th generation to eat when they stay over. At least that's what Minarun told me.
I came prepared.
"Ah, Yokoyama-san, I'm fine with this."
I took out a cup of instant noodles from my bag.
"Can I have some hot water?"
She took out another cup from her cupboard and poured hot water into both our cups. I don't think I've ever seen her eating instant noodles before. Then again, I don't seem to remember seeing anyone besides me eating this in the dressing room.
Minarun always says that I should stop eating this because it's unhealthy. And that I wouldn't grow.
But she doesn't eat this and I don't see her growing either.
Three minutes. We needed to wait for three minutes before we could eat. The only sound in the kitchen was coming from the DVD that was still playing. I looked down and played with my fingers while waiting.
Maybe it wasn't a good idea to accept her offer.
2 more minutes.
Why did I agree to come?
Because we both share the same feelings? Helplessness. Worrying. Uneasiness.
At the very least. Right now. We have each other.
Even though I don't know her that well, I feel that right now, I'm just a little better off than Shimazaki-san. Only a little.
Because I have Yokoyama who shares the same feelings with me. Somehow.
No news is good news. Is that right?
Oh. Right! I found something to do. I flipped open my phone and starting typing my entry.
"はいっ♪
みおりんです(*^^*)
今日は、横山さんの家にお泊まりします(*^ω^*)
お初でわくわく☆ミ
おやすみおりん♪
わ～ε=ε=(ノ≥∀≤)ノ
(*みお・△・りん*)"
Times up. We looked at each other and said "Itadakimasu"
I break my chopsticks and started eating. Slurp.
Slurp slurp.
It was tasty. I feel much better now. But I think I may have eaten a little too fast. Her cup seems like she barely touched it.
I hesitated for a moment. "Yokoyama-san?"
I went ahead and said it.
"You don't like instant noodles?"
I want to hit myself for saying this.
"I'm.. rather full."
"I'll help you out."
I took her cup and started eating.
"There are other people to help you out. So even if you can't take it, you have us. And we have you. "
When did I become so brave? When did I adopt such a character?
Slurp.
"The weather will be fine tomorrow. "
I'm still trying my best to write a Kojiyuu but it feels a bit weird. Next update will probably be a Kojiyuu/black x geki / random inspiration
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"はいっ♪
みおりんです(*^^*)
今日は、横山さんの家にお泊まりします(*^ω^*)
お初でわくわく☆ミ
おやすみおりん♪
わ～ε=ε=(ノ≥∀≤)ノ
(*みお・△・りん*)"
:tama-uhh: :tama-uhh: eiingg???
A set of pyjamas with lemon prints was folded and placed neatly in my bag.
OH MY FRESH LEMON! :gmon twirl: :gmon twirl: :gmon twirl:
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MESS: That's Lemon's exact blog entry. Nothing much, just saying that she stayed at Yokoyama's house for the first time.
Here’s part 2. It’ll probably end at part 3 or 4. I guess.
I’m still writing the tumblr requests. unfortunately I have a bunch of tests and tutorials to do. and my 9th gen fics So I may take a while.
Link to part 1: http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=29952.msg931169#msg931169 (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=29952.msg931169#msg931169)
Majisuka - Geki X Black
II
It took me a while to track him down. Day after day I spent my time hunting high and low for the idiot. Even though I just started my third year, I didn't attend school. Never mind about school. Never mind about the lessons. I needed to find him. No one in the school cared anyway.
I don't know why I was so angry. I didn't expect myself to go into such a rage. I've always asked people if they were angry because I never never got angry myself. Unless it involved melon pan. Otherwise, it was nearly impossible to provoke me. I was the one who provoked others.
But this time, there was this surge of emotions in me.
That guy should die. That guy had better die. I'll make sure he dies. I was angry. And that was the only thought I had. Nothing else mattered. I want to make him angry. I want to annoy him before I finish him off. I want to make sure he gets what he deserves. I wanted to torment him.
The streets at night were quiet. Silent, apart from someone's yelling and me speaking. The crowbar I was clutching onto was already bent. Bent because I used it to crack someone's head.
I bit my nails. "Hey, are you angry?"
"What? I can't hear you."
I kicked the bloodied body. It was still quivering. Moving.
Not enough. I have not done enough. I pushed the bloody crowbar on his groin, digging deeply into it. The heels of my boots stepping on his fingers, crushing them. The gaze in my eyes never changed once. It was the same look I had when I started my attack.
I laughed. I laughed at myself for losing control.
Not enough. I've not caused him enough pain or suffering. More. He deserves more.
I looked around while laughing. Was there anything else I could use to inflict pain? I bit my nails. I see a dustbin sitting nearby. That would do fine. I walked over to lift it up.
"Stop."
There was a hand gripping my arm. I tried to shrug it off. But the person wouldn't let go.
Who was it? In the darkness, I couldn't see anything.
The familiar scent gave it away.
"Bl-Black?!"
"Don't kill him. I don't want you going to jail for this."
" He made you like this. This. this. asshole. "
The rage in my eyes had not subsided.
Why is it that in this scenario, I'm angrier than the victim?
Even though she was still grabbing onto me, I lifted up my arm to throw the rubbish bin on him.
"He did that to you. How am I suppose to let him go?!"
"Stop."
I ignored her words. The contents in the bin were quivering. Some empty cans dropped out.
"Gekikara!"
I was still struggling against her.
"Matsui-san!"
I stopped my struggle.
"I really don't want you to go to jail for this..."
I didn't. I ended up getting locked up for rehabilitation for quite some time instead. Mental problems. Violent streak.
I don't know what happened to that guy.
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"Thank you." that was the first sentence she said when I came out.
I wish. That was just a delusion.
Sado was the one who picked me up. Not Yuko-san. Not... Black. "Come back and fight," she said.
But I didn't want to move. I didn't want to leave. I wanted to throw a tantrum. Why must it be Sado? I shook my head.
"No."
Sado looked like she already expected me to behave like this. "Gekikara. Black has been defeated."
She came prepared.
She then threw me a list of names. Kabuki Sisters, Gakuran, Team Hormone, Maeda Atsuko. The last name was circled with red ink.
I stretched my arms and my neck.
"Maeda. I'll get you for this."
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Acchan's gonna get her ass handed to her! Yay! Go Gekikara! xD
Thanks for sharing! It was a really good read! :D
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I want more!!! Gekikara almost killed the guy, she should really killed him
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@BlackRockAnon thank you!
@kahem if she killed him, she'll be in jail. I'm sure we all don't want Geki to be in jail. :lol:
I was debating between this or another fic. But I think it's about time I uploaded this.
I would just like to say. I wrote this without any pairings in mind. This fic has no romantic pairings.
I know it's hard. It's hard on me too. But after reading this, I do hope everyone can move on as well. Move on. But never forget.
Please remember the original 12 member Team 4 that performed at the summer tour. But if it is possible, please continue to support the 10 member Team 4 that will be performing their first stage in October.
Of fairytales and smiles. - Shimazaki Haruka's POV
Fairytales have happy endings. That was what you read when you were little. The prince marries the princess and they live happily ever after.
But nobody tells you what happens after that. Nobody ever tells you about the prince that ran away. Nobody ever tells you what happens to the princess after that. Nobody ever tells you that the prince didn't run. The prince was chased away by the evil queen.
I always have a habit of looking at my mobile straps before I flip open my phone.
1 New Mail. - Pokutan.
The daily mails from Anna has never stopped. The contents were pointless, "I see a cute cat" or "i'm hungry". But they never stopped.
I, Shimazaki Haruka, known for being a straightforward idol, do not know what exactly am I suppose to reply her.
It is still the same pointless mail. There is so much I really want to tell her, "Stay strong" , "I believe in you" , but I can't bring myself to type it.
We continue the pointless mails.
Even if fairytales aren't true. Let me believe in it for just a little longer.
I can't seem to sleep as I lie on my bed. I look at my shirt that says Anna-chan smile.
The management says. No writing about Mori or Oba.
We all listen.
But when Shimada passed me the phone after she called Anna, I suddenly didn't care anymore.
I should, at the very least, tell the fans how stupid I acted on the phone right?
"Anna-chan."
"You're not calling me Pokutan anymore?"
"...."
How can you be so gentle at a time like this. It's unfair.
There are so many words that I want to say. All the words that I didn't type in the mails because the atmosphere wasn't right.
I didn't say it in the end.
"Sorry for not saying goodbye that day. I was in a hurry."
I know you are lying to me. But I also know that you lie to me because you don't want me to worry.
If it's you. It's fine.
But for just one time. Can you rely on me for once? I'm always the one relying on you. Relying on you to comfort me when I'm feeling down and no one notices. Relying on you to help me out. Relying on you to talk to me.
You've never relied on me once. Shouldn't friends help one another?
"It's fine."
"Anna-chan will give you her smile, so can you forgive Pokutan?"
Tears flowed. I just passed Shimada back the phone.
I am useless. I couldn't even give her a proper reply.
Why is she the one comforting me now when I'm supposed to be the one who saying those lines.
2 September.
The official announcement came.
What should I do now.
I am feeling a surge of emotions.
My phone vibrated. There's a new entry. Yokoyama has updated.
Yokoyama has always been like that. Since the first time I met her. Gentle. Hardworking.
If this is how Yokoyama feels. Then how should I feel too?
I cannot sit back and do nothing.
I bent my head low.
Just like the others, I will remain strong. I thank you for being such a good friend.
I thank you for all the support you've given me. Whether intended or not.
If it is possible, I will try not show that I am sad. You said it yourself didn't you?
"I won’t let you have a sad expression a second time, Haruka"
So I will not show it. Even though it hurts inside.
I will not show it. I will only remember the good times we had. That time when you cried during my birthday celebration when you didn't even shed a single drop of tear for your own.
I will smile and move on. But I will not forget.
I type this on my blog. "I will never forget my 17 year old birthday celebration☆"
I am not as brave as Yokoyama or Shimada. I cannot type and say that I will continue to work hard in your place. But at the very least, I can still do something like this.
Because if you can smile until the end, then so can I.
Even though when I see Anna-chan smile now, I just want to cry.
But I need to stay strong.
Smile.
and move on.
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I’m still trying to write the Kojiyuu request. I hope I’ll finish it soon. That would probably be my next fic, if I don’t write another Yokoyama/Oba again. >.>
Or the kenkyuusei pair that I ship. >.>
I have a strong feeling I’ll write Yokoyama/Oba again though. ._.
僕だけのvalue Boku dake no value
- 2/5 Requested by Anon
There are three pairings/POV. And one mini cameo.
Kashiwagi Yuki / Watanabe Mayu [Mayuki]
Yokoyama Yui/Oba Mina [I just seem to always have an urge to write about them]
Kojima Natsuki/Kawaei Rina [11th Generation Kenkyuusei. My two favourite Kenkyuusei. I’ll be writing more fics about them soon.]
(http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lrruuv7D0Y1qmca3fo1_500.jpg)
This might get a little confusing.
Also, this is fluff.
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You don't stand out. You are small. You don't talk much.
I think some people in the class don't even know that you exist.
During the break, I move over to Sashihara's table to my bento. Katayama comes over as well. We do this every day. We start chatting about idols and stuff. But there's another reason why I like sitting here. The view from Sashihara's table is much better than mine.
I can see you sitting at the side, together with a few of your friends. Oota-san. And I don't remember the other names. They flip through magazines and started chatting as well. You laugh quietly by the side.
You never get excited. Unless they brought a magazine on alpacas or anime. Then the look in your eyes change and your smile becomes brighter than ever.
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A value that is only mine
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I can cook. I can sew. You can't do your homework properly. You are round. You can only smile and pretend to be cute. You don't stand out if you don't open your mouth.
But once you start talking...
You don't seem to be able to stop. If we had a popularity contest in class, you wouldn't be ranked high up. Who would vote for someone like you? Not me. Definately not me.
Although seeing how badly I do on my tests, I don't think I'm one to complain about how dumb you can get. But I'll never let you know that. I won't let you know that I find you cute either.
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You are round. You are short. You have a sharp tongue.
According to Shimada, you are not even average. She says you're below average.
During lunch break, Mori runs off to meet Shimazaki at I don't know where. I move over to Nagao's table and eat my bento.
This is habit of mine. Nagao once offered to move over and eat on my table instead, but I refused. The view from her table is much better than mine. I get to be closer to you. The girls you sit with are busy flipping through magazines and chatting. You sit by the side and laugh.
I don't know why I'm attracted to you. But I always end up thinking about you.
On my way to school. On my way back home.
I, Yokoyama Yui, is someone who always listen attentively in class. The only time I don't pay attention is when I think about you.
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Because I observe and stare at you daily, I know all your flaws.
But I don't even bother comparing you to others. Because there is no logic in love.
In my heart, despite everything, I know you'll definately win hands down.
Everyone has someone like that. I guess.
A value that is only mine
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We aren't close friends. Are we even considered friends? I don't have your mail address. I don't have any means of contacting you except the occasional contact in class.
If I told someone, they would probably tell me that this is infatuation. How is it possible to like someone so much from afar?
Despite all of that, I think I've really fallen for you.
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How else can I explain grinning like an idiot when I see your smile?
Sashihara complains that I look retarded. I just smile back at her which seems to annoy her even further.
Nagao comments on how I behave oddly at times. Mori has no opinions on this matter because she knows that she behaves worse than me.
I scold myself. Of everyone to fall in love with, why do I have to be head over heels with this round thing when there are so many other better people to choose from! Why do I have to like Kawaei Rina!
But I don't care about what the others say. Or myself.
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Because it's amazing how your smile does wonders.
It's amazing how I'm drawn into your pace.
It's amazing how I even ended up liking someone like you.
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Do you know that because of you, I no longer have any interest in anyone else now?
I don't even take a second glance at anyone good looking.
Do you know that I only have eyes for you?
Everyone is just blurred out.
Do you know of my strong feelings for you?
Of course you don't.
It would be better if you didn't.
I don't want you noticing this girl who always stares at you.
I don't want your impression of me to be someone like that.
Not yet.
At least not until I confess to you.
"Are you free to meet me afterschool today?"
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thank you! :D
this was so cute and funny! :rofl:
please update soon! :cow:
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@ cmze thanks too. Here's another update. lol.
Ok. That was fast. I really wrote a Yokoyama/Oba. ._. Double updates today. ._.
This is for the Janken Tournament tomorrow.
#14 Janken tournament tribute - Yokoyama Yui / Oba Mina
I make a right turn before climbing the stairs to my apartment. The night is still and calm. There is no cool breeze, although the weather is starting to turn chilly.
There is something moving around in the dark near my door.
I flip my handphone open for light.
It's Mina.
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I don't know what I'm doing here. It's late at night and here am I sitting outside her doorstep.
What if she doesn't come back today? What if she's staying at Tokyo because of the tournament?
Why didn't I think of it earlier?
It's not exactly very comfortable here either. The floor's cold and I'm getting hungry.
I've been sitting here since 6pm. It's been 4 hours.
How long should I wait?
My legs begin to feel numb. I shift around to adjust my position.
I didn't hear the footsteps.
And suddenly there was light.
"Mina?"
I looked at her. It's Yui.
Yokoyama Yui who I've not contacted for a few weeks.
I don't know what to say now that she's here.
"W-Welcome home?"
I gave a weak smile.
There was a look on her face that I've never seen before.
She just nodded and opened the door.
Suddenly I don't dare to look at her anymore.
I stepped in to the familiar apartment that I've not seen for quite a while. Nothing changed. It's still messy. Hasn't she brought someone over to help with the cleaning recently?
The silence is eerie.
"I-I brought you some cake. There was a new branch that opened near the station so I-"
I can't seem to continue. She's not responding.
"Why are you avoiding my eyes?"
How am I supposed to look at you when you have such an expression on your face!
I unwillingly looked away from the floor and slowly faced up.
She who is taller than me. She who is more hardworking than me. She who is always gentle.
Now had a frightening aura.
I looked down again.
My heart is beating faster and faster.
She's moving towards me.
I think my heart is going to leap out of my chest any moment.
I feel her hands on my face. It's soft. It's warm. It's a feeling that I missed.
She gently tilted my head up.
"Let's eat the cake."
she's smiling. Whatever aura she had earlier on was gone.
That's all?! That's all you have to say?! After giving me such a shock?! You smile and tell me to eat cake?!
This isn't fair.
She opened the box. But the cake I bought certainly looks appetizing. I reached out for the fork to start eating.
She stopped me for the second time tonight.
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I grabbed her hand. It was soft. Just like her face.
She looked up at me with a shocked expression.
I don't even remember what I wanted to do initially. When she looks at me with those eyes, I can't think straight at all.
I guess, no matter how much we grow and mature, that part of me will never change.
That will still be my weakness.
I put the fork near her. She opened her mouth.
And I put it into mine.
The cake was good. Her taste in food isn't that bad.
She looked at me somewhat angrily?
Can someone who looks that cute right now be considered angry?
Or perhaps it's because I've not seen her for quite a while.
She pushed me down onto the sofa.
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I grabbed her by the shoulders and pushed her down onto the sofa.
Despite everything. Despite all the worries.
The only thing in my mind right now was.
I'm finally on top.
Unfortunately that thought didn't last very long.
Even though I was on top, she grabbed me and kissed me.
We've... not done this for a while.
Yui was gentle as always. But this time, the kiss felt slightly... forceful?
I'm unprepared.
And then she flipped me around and I ended up below again.
"You've.. lost weight."
"Don't.. leave any marks ok?"
"At least not at the places where people can see them."
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The cake didn't melt.
But we did sweat aplenty.
"We better shower so that you can sleep soon. You need to wake up early tomorrow right?"
"If you wanted to be thoughtful then you shouldn't push me down in the first place."
"!!"
"But I'm still the one who will be aching tomorrow. Not you!"
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I lent her the clothing that she always wore when she stayed over.
Just like the days when we were both kenkyuusei.
The pillow was comfortable. The bed was comfortable. Mina who was next to me was comfortable.
"Yui."
She turned and looked at me.
"I... I didn't come because of the cake."
"I knew that."
Her eyes widened again.
Does she think really think I believed her excuse?
"I wanted to wish you good luck for tomorrow."
"I'm sorry. This was a good chance. But, even if, this time, we can no longer aim for senbatsu together, I still want to wish you good luck. You need it right? It's a janken tournament."
I felt two short arms wrapping around me.
"So now that you have my luck, you better do well tomorrow! I'll be watching in the cinemas. So don't you dare lose in the first round. "
"Because I'll be cheering for you."
She buried her head in my back.
Mina, you know? Earlier on?
I really was quite angry. Angry that you didn't contact me for so long and then you just turned up on my doorstep like that. Angry that you lost weight. Angry at myself, that I, Yokoyama Yui, could actually be angry at my lover.
But the moment you opened your mouth and looked at me. I can no longer feel angry.
How I can feel angry when someone looks at me with those eyes?
I just wanted to make you worry. At the very least, that is my way of punishing you.
I turn and put my arms around your neck. You've fallen asleep already.
That's fast. Did I spend too long contemplating? Or was it because I made you this tired?
I brushed your hair to the side and kissed your forehead.
It's really been a while since I could sleep so comfortably.
Thanks for coming all the way to Kyoto. Thanks for the support. Thanks for always being with me all this while. Thanks for the cake. Although I only ate one bite.
"I'll do my best tomorrow."
With you cheering on me. I know I can do anything.
I know I'll have a good sleep tonight.
Tomorrow, I'll continue to move forward. I'll give it all I can.
Because I know.
You'll catch up to me soon right?
I'll be waiting for you to come back.
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I like the couch scene lol
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@kahem thanks. XD
I'm finally done with this. Sorry I took so long. ><
3/5 of the song request
Requested by : jokojiyuu
泣きながら微笑んで - Naki Nagara hohoen de
#15 As I cry, I smile - Kojiyuu
"Let's break up. I'm leaving Tokyo."
You told me that before you left. A fast, simple quick goodbye.
I didn't get to ask any question. You didn't get to tell me any answer.
I walk down the streets alone. It is snowing. I'm clutching onto my coat tightly with one hand while my other hand is holding onto an umbrella even though the hat that you gave me is resting nicely on my head.
It is evening. The streets are packed, despite the snow. Everyone seems to be rushing around for last minute shopping. They are carrying bags. Bags filled with food and gifts.
Whatever for? I wonder.
I hear a doorbell jingle. People are leaving the cafe. The yellow orange light from the lamps in the cafe gives out a warm atmosphere. I looked at my watch. It's about time for dinner.
I guess I should eat as well.
I opened the door and entered. It was warm, noisy and packed.
The waitress ushered me politely to a seat and passed me the menu. I randomly flipped and pointed at an item.
Wreaths. Bells. The radio is playing some festive song.
That's right. It's Christmas. I didn't notice.
Has it really been 2 months since you left?
How exactly did I spend my 2 months I would never know.
"Nyan nyan~"
I can't call you that anymore. It wouldn't be right.
Would there ever be a day where I can call you that again?
My food has arrived. It seems like I've ordered a meal that is meant for two people to share.
I then noticed that there were two sets of utensils on table. And two glasses of warm water.
I looked at the wall clock amidst the decorations. It's seven at the place you are at now too.
If this didn't happen, if we were still together, then perhaps, perhaps, would the person who you are having dinner with right now, would it be me?
Or perhaps, would the seat opposite me not be empty?
Despite how attractive the food looks, and how appetizing it smells. I can't seem to taste anything. The chicken is tender. The potato is soft. The salad is fresh.
But I can't seem to taste it properly. I can't seem to appreciate the food.
I want things to remain as they were then. I want to go back to those times. I want to rewind time.
But there are some things that we can never do. We can only regret.
I need to move on. I tell myself that numerous times.
But there are some things that people just can't forget so easily.
You are probably doing fine. You always do fine in that manner of yours.
So should I.
I let out a soft sigh.
Outside the window, snow is still falling.
Snowflakes are gently falling.
I paid for my bill and exited. The plate of food almost untouched.
The air outside is cold. The streets are less crowded than before.
Everyone must have rushed home to meet their families and loved ones. To their warm cozy home.
Here am I still wandering about in the streets despite the snow.
I leave my footsteps behind as I trod through the snow in my boots.
Trod. Trod.
Trod. Trod Trod.
By the time I noticed my surroundings, I found out that I had unknowingly ended up at the train station.
Were you right here, on this spot, at this station on the day you left?
I don't know. I wasn't there to send you off. You just left without a word.
I wasn't there to see you leave. Did you halt? Did you look back?
Did you miss me?
In the darkness, I raised my hand and waved.
I need to say goodbye to you. I need to move on.
But I don't think I'll be able to get used to life without you so soon.
How long will it take for me to get used to being alone?
Every day I wake up alone in a double bed.
Powdered snow is gathering on the tree branches.
Its gets heavier and heavier.
And then the lump of snow drops.
And the tree branch is empty again.
All my feelings for you,
It's getting stronger each day. It's not fading.
But when I hit my limit...
Will it be like the powdered snow?
Droplets of water hits the ground. I'm still holding onto my umbrella.
Ah. I see.
It's from me. Those droplets.
Oh. I'm crying.
Even if our roads no longer converge.
Even if the tree branches gives in to the powdered snow.
Even if one day, one day perhaps I meet someone else.
Even if you may have forgotten about me.
I would like you to know. That I would remember you.
You who are still standing under the same sky.
You who are my most important person.
You who are - Wait.
Someone is walking towards me.
Oh. It's the guy at the ticketing booth.
"By any chance, are you Ooshima Yuko?"
I stared at him before I nodded stiffly.
How did he know my name?
"Please wait a moment."
He ran back to the booth and came back with something white.
"I've been instructed to pass this to you. I'm glad you finally came. I've been waiting for about 2 months."
"She gave me a photo and told me that someone by the name of Ooshima Yuko, who looked like that would come to the station. You finally came."
She? Who is she? Besides, it's dark out here. Does he run out to ask every girl that comes to the station at night if they were called Ooshima Yuko.
"She also said that Ooshima Yuko would most probably be wearing the hat in the photo."
Ah. I see.
I thanked him for the letter and sat at a bench to read it.
The name Ooshima Yuko was written nicely on it.
My heart skipped at beat at the familiar writing.
It's a long letter. There were 3 pages worth of words.
All the questions I've wanted to ask, they were all answered.
You predicted that I would come here eventually.
You predicted that I would be wearing the hat.
You really do know me best.
I only wish I knew you that well too.
I'm done reading the letter twice. The last few paragraphs are slightly smudged.
I don't know if it's your tears or mine.
I stood up, waved at the guy at the ticketing booth, waved again to no one in particular and left.
It is still snowing.
Once again, I am under my umbrella and my hat is still neatly on my head.
Once again, there are droplets of water.
Once again, I am crying.
But this time. This time.
I'm smiling too.
As I cry, I smile.
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T_T Kojiharu!!! Why did you leave Yuko?! Why!!!
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So sad :cry: :cry: :cry:
Yuko :cry: :cry: :cry: :cry:
NyanNyan why did you leave Yuko :cry: :cry: :cry:
One of the saddest Kojiyuu fic that I've ever read
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omg MY YUKO :cry: :cry: :cry: :cry:
why did Nyannyan leave her like that!! :angry: :angry: :angry:
waaaah! Hatake! what have you done to my favorite pair :cry: :cry: :cry:
Hehehe kidding, nice OS! keep it up :thumbsup
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Sorry about that. >< The song requested was a sad song. I couldn't think of any other ways to write the fic.
Posting something that I forgot to post here last week.
Next fic will probably be a Mayuki. (i'm finally continuning with something I typed quite some while ago)
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First of all. Congratulations to Team 4 for their first stage.
Second. Congratulations to Yokoyama Yui. It's been 1 year since she was promoted.
Just posting something short before their first stage begins. Good luck Team 4!
I'll post a longer fic tonight.
#16 僕の太陽 - Boku no Taiyou (My Sun) Shimazaki > Yokoyama fic
Somehow, along the way, I started relying on Yokoyama. It's not just me. Nagao and Mori rely on her too. We go to her when we have problems. We confide in her. Complain to her.
Whenever something happens, we want to meet or talk to Yokoyama.
The hardworking, kind, polite Yokoyama who always shines.
That's how much we rely on her.
And she always listens. Even if the time used listening to us could be spent on practicing dance moves.
She still listens.
Even after she was promoted to Team K, we all remained in contact. We still continue to rely on her.
And just like a sun, she still continues to shine.
But she's getting busier and busier lately. So have we. We are getting more exposure lately.
We have to go for recordings for shows, songs, photo shoots. And she still has her new unit. She still has overseas performances.
Is it really ok to continue to rely on her?
My conscious tells me no. But my heart says yes.
But right now, I have to focus instead. We had lessons for the whole week. And even though it's getting late, we are all still practicing for tomorrow. We are still going to practice the whole night. We are prepared to practice very hard so that we can perform our best.
There is no time for me to think of all these things.
We finally have some time to rest. I'm going to post an entry.
I'm done with it.
Oh, I have a mail.
"It's your debut stage tomorrow! Don't let your hard work go to waste. "
Ah. It's Yokoyama. Isn't she at Vietnam now?
To mail us this at such a time.
Thank you very much.
I will.
If someone said Yokoyama was like a sunflower, I would disagree with them.
Even though she is warm, and just like a sunflower who turns towards the sun, she too is aiming for her goal, I would still disagree with them.
Because Yokoyama is like a sun herself.
A good role model.
And we are the sunflowers who look up to her.
My sun.
No. Our sun.
Congratulations on your promotion as well. It's been a year.
Even if we aren't you, we will do our part.
Even if I'm not like the others, I will still put in effort and work hard at my own pace.
Even if the Team 4 who is debuting today is different from the one that performed during the summer tour.
We will continue to shine in our own ways. And one day, just like you, we will be someone else's sun.
Team 4's H1 stage, Boku no Taiyou.
僕の太陽
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Still fiddling with my Mayuki fic. And Ranran dansou triggered me to post this. Even though the other drabbles are of a totally different genre.
9 drabbles. For the 9th Generation that I love.
#17 九期の絆
Pairings: YuiMina, SuzuYagi, MorixShimazaki
I managed to write about everyone of them. Although the weightage per person varies. Also if you don't understand any of them, I'm sorry.
（一）
During a certain Boku no Taiyou performance, there was a girl on the stage who performed slightly, just slightly, better than her usual. Her eyes shone a little brighter. Her dance moves were more energetic. Her smile, a little bigger. Her dimples, ever showing. Below the stage, the seats were all filled. Among them was someone in a checkered shirt that the other girl complimented her once when she wore saying that it was her favourite clothing. And in the split second when their eyes met, she felt that almost nothing had changed. As if she was still her prince, and she the princess. Even if they were no longer in the same castle.
（二）
The countryside group met up for karaoke. A girl who checked her phone occasionally between songs had a different expression on her face after reading a certain mail. There were still three more hours for their session but she bowed and apologized "I'm really sorry. Something urgent happened. I need to go." The other members just nodded as she headed out. "It's probably either the girl who likes aliens, the girl who likes to eat, the girl who likes melon pan or the girl who likes basketball"
（三）
On her way home from the weekly visit to the doctor, a girl walks past a row of Gachapon machine. Instinctively, she digs her wallet for some coins and starts to turn. Not once. But twice. And then she puts both capsules in her bag and walks off, adding onto the already growing pile of capsules that she was supposed to give away.
（四）
It was like she never took a long break. Nothing changed. "Thank you for coming today" "Thank you for your performance" During the brief moment at the high touch session after the performance, there were only words of thanks. "It's been a long time." that sort of sentence was never said. Because it was never a long time so long as they remained in each other's hearts.
（五）
It is morning. A girl who was supposed to be on a diet continues to eat a melon pan. There was no one to ask her if she wanted to have a omelet rice at noon. No one to reprimand her that she was on a diet and that melon pan are actually high in calories.
（六）
A girl props her alien on the bed quickly as she rushed out. She was five minutes late for her appointment but when she looked around, she was somehow unable to find the energetic girl with black hair who she was supposed to meet. As she looked down at her watch to double check the time, someone just a little shorter than her hugged her from behind. She turned around, only to see the same familiar face with unfamiliar short brown hair. "I know you were upset that you missed the chance to see me like that then."
（七）
As they took turns to introduce themselves on the stage, the youngest member couldn't help glancing at one of the oldest member in her generation. She sees that the girl was putting in more effort than ever. She also sees the older girl casting sideway glances at a position where someone else should be. She knows that the older girl is carrying a heavier burden right now. But she also knows that she is young and may not understand everything. But one thing is for sure. She knows that she too, is looking forward to be able to perform not just their unit once again, but many other songs too together with her.
（八）
Even if it was only the two of them who headed home to Chiba, even if they were both tired out by the dance practices that day, they still didn't nap on the train. They would make small talk to each other, all this while keeping an eye out for their friend who might be heading the same way home.
（九）
It is nearly the end of the girl's first year in university. Beside her, a friend who she made in university, finally spoke up after noticing it for more than half a year. "Why is it that you never change the octopus strap on your handphone even though it's nearly unrecognizable now?"
-九期の絆=
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I don’t know if I’m going to continue with this or not. It’s… a really random plot that came into my mind one day. I found this among my half written fics and decided to continue with it.
Happy Halloween. ^^
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Kashiwagi Yuki was someone close to her. Someone she held dear. Someone who was there whenever she was down. Someone who worked very hard for her dreams and never gave up.
Someone, she wanted to support.
But right now, she was young. Too young. As she watched with her eyes a Yuki that was trying to hold back her tears, Mayu didn’t know she was supposed to do. She didn’t know how she could help.
I don’t want to see her cry. I want to grow up quickly.
She bit her lip gently and edged over. There was this sense of hopelessness that lingered about. Instinctively, her body moved on its own. She hugged her.
The scene of a younger shorter girl trying to comfort a taller older one was quite a sight to see. Perhaps then, that was why Yuki just burst out into tears.
No one saw that side of Kashiwagi before.
But that was all she could do.
She couldn’t say anything then.
Maybe, they themselves didn’t know either. This special bond that the two of them share. This memory that will remain forever in their mind. The precious four years they both shared.
I don’t know what’s worse. The joy or the pain.
But I do know one thing.
If only we weren’t idols.
If only we weren’t girls.
Maybe. Maybe we’ll be happy together.
But.
That would mean, we wouldn’t be able to meet like this.
I wouldn’t be able to hear the kind voice of the team leader. I wouldn’t be able to sit down after practice and massage each other’s legs. I wouldn’t be able to spend 5 hours talking to you in a family restaurant.
I wouldn’t be able to know you.
There would be no one for me to whine to, no one to spoil me, no one to listen to my endless banter about things that they don’t understand.
There’s always Love-tan for me to talk to. But that’s different.
She’s not you. She’s not Kashiwagi Yuki.
I say I know you best. We are the closest in the group. And that I know everything about you.
That was a lie.
Sometimes, I wish I would just remain silent. Sometimes, some things shouldn’t be said.
Haven’t you heard before? It’s a kind of jinx. Things don’t come true anymore after you speak of them.
You probably wouldn’t know about it. You’re so busy now. With all that filming of the new PV or some movie. Or was it the recording for a new album? I don’t know. I don’t care. I’m Watanabe Mayu. Twenty three years old and I’m still only interested in 2D.
The stacks of magazines, the pile of photobooks, newspaper clippings, posters, and the huge number of albums and dvds that only had one person in common, I don’t know where they came about.
I don’t care about you. Don’t want to think about you. Don’t want to see you.
Your dream came true didn’t it? Twenty six years old and still an idol.
She couldn’t say anything now.
Even if we are no longer as Team B, even when I am no longer Team B’s captain, even when I’m not by your side, I know you will do well.
Yes. You were right.
I'm doing very well. I'm twenty three years old. I own a small anime shop at Akihabara.
Just pretend you don't see the pile of unwashed dishes, or the stack of convenience store bentos or the cups of instant noodles.
I'm really doing very well. I open my store almost every day. I surf the internet when I have nothing to do. And then I go home when it's time for my anime to air. After which I choose to eat either takeaway, convenience store food, or instant noodles. I watch anime. I sleep. And my cycle repeats.
It doesn't matter if I don't make enough income. I've earned quite a fair bit during the days back then. It's more than enough to sustain this lifestyle of mine.
I've been living like that for a year. And I'm still alive.
"Watanabe Mayu!"
This came as a surprise. Something is disturbing the peaceful lifestyle I had for a year.
Oota Aika barged into my shop.
"Who are you?"
She looked like the only thing she wanted to do was to slap me right now. Hard.
"Who. Are. You."
She who was clutching a newspaper article, looked like she wanted to do something else to me. Like shove the newspaper in my face.
And she did. Hard.
The newspaper was shoved violently onto my face.
If she used a little more strength, the pair of red spectacles I was wearing might even break.
"Watanabe! Mayu! Don't give me any of that nonsense!"
I've not met her for at least two years and she's treating me as someone she just sees daily.
"Haven't you seen this?"
Seen what? I can't see anything with the newspapers still on my face.
She seemed to have noticed the problem.
"This."
and she slammed the newspapers hard on the table.
I looked at the headlines. I looked back at her.
"What?"
"Don't act tough. Kashiwagi. Your Kashiwagi Yuki is getting married. And here you are sitting down."
What mine. She was never mine in the first place.
"First, she's not mine. Second. I don't care."
I don't care. Really. Even though all the bookmarks on my computer are all relevant to her.
"Don't lie."
"Even IF I do care. So what. My opinion isn't going to change anything."
"And I don't care. It's not my business who she marries."
"You can't do this to me."
Her face softened.
"I gave up on her back then because I knew that I would never be able to replace you in her heart."
I nodded awkwardly. I wasn't sure what I was supposed to reply. Suddenly I couldn't continue to be rude to her.
"Get her back."
I smiled bitterly.
"Listen. Oota-san. Nothing happened between us. Back then, right now. And nothing ever will. Right now, I'm living my life happily. Whatever she's up to. I don't care."
"Don't give me any of that nonsense."
I raised my eyebrows.
"Do you know how hard it was for me to track you? You changed your mail address. You changed your phone number. You moved. Your parents refused to tell me anything when I asked."
"Then how did you get here."
"I showed your parents the article. And they relented."
I bit my lip.
So they knew after all.
She grabbed me on the wrist and started to drag me out.
"Oi. Where are you taking me."
"To meet Kashiwagi Yuki."
She paused for a second and wrinkled her nose.
"Although if we had the time, I would prefer you take a bath."
But we have time. There's still three more days til her marriage. I don't understand why she's in a hurry.
But admitting that would equate to admitting that I still cared.
"Oo-Oota!"
She's not listening to me.
"We're here."
She rang the doorbell.
The door opened.
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To be continued. Or not?
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You can not do that do not continuation!! I want to know about this story end, so please, if you can, and you have the time, continue.
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hey hey! DON'T TROLL ME! :smhid
OF COURSE YOU HAVE TO DO A CONTINUATION! :D
please! please! please! :bow:
this is so interesting...I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE YUKI'S REACTION! :panic:
please update soon! :cow:
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PLEASE CONTINUE~!! XD
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Please continue! It's just getting interesting. Can't believe Mayuyu would allow herself to stink though :nervous Anyway, she needs to snatch HER bride back like now!!
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Not continue?! MADNESS! PLEASE DO CONTINUE!!! > A <
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Part two need! ;A; or maybe Yuki would feel irritated and wash her, herself. LOLOLOL. I hope you continue this and update soon ;A;
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YUKI GETTING MARRIED????!!!!! :angry: :cry:
You need to Continue~~!!!! :banghead:
I'm curious!!!! :banghead:
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(Yuki is getting married with Mayu, Rabutan is delivery-ing the husband to the wedding ceremony) LOL
Don't break my heart with a Sad Ending, please update soon :love:
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maybe Yuki would feel irritated and wash her, herself.
LOLOLOL!! That would be the most epic turn of events ever!! I like! :lol:
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WOW!! 8) what gonna happen ??? :?
I hope the sempai like Takamina, Atsuko Sae, Sayaka, Yuko, Haruna & others come and help Mayu :wub: :inlove:
Just give an idea.. :heart: :heart: Nice story anyway.... :wub:
HOPE IT WILL BE CONTINUE AND UPDATE!!! :twothumbs :twothumbs
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Pls continue !!! T///T
I need to know what will happen next to my Mayuki !!
So please... please.....
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Of course you have to continue! ^^
Mayuyu has to stop the wedding!
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I'll continue with the Mayuki fic. Thank you for the suggestions as well. I'm still thinking how exactly should I end the fic.
Also, I'll probably finish writing the request from the other time for the next fic before I resume the Mayuki.
Congratulations to 9th Gen on their 2nd year anniversary.
Also, it's good that Oba is back.
I wanted to write a Yokoyama X Oba, but perhaps because I like the 9th Gen so much, I wrote and wrote, and it ended up... like that.
There's still some traces of it though.
Majisuka setting - Otabe X Toshima
"Have you heard? Toshima she-"
"Is that true? I didn't think she would be someone like that"
"Hey, I heard from XX that Toshima she-"
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A weary Toshima looks around as she lugs the luggage up the stairs slowly. The luggage is heavy but there's no one around to help her.
After what seemed like half an hour, Toshima finally steps into the Rapapa clubroom pulling a luggage.
She opens her mouth, wanting to say, "I'm back," but before she has a chance to do so, she hears the voice of someone else.
"Welcome back"
3rd year student, current Rapapa president Otabe spoke.
"Welcome back" the others echoed.
The other members of Team Fondue are sitting in the clubroom. A pot of cheese fondue and the respective ingredients are placed neatly. No one has eaten yet.
Their second year has just ended and today marks the start of their third year in Majisuka.
"Have you completed your task?"
Toshima nods and unzips her luggage.
Ever since they entered high school, they found themselves doing this yearly ritual.
All of them would meet up. But it wasn't easy. At least they didn't want to make things easy.
Toshima starts to unpack a bunch of clothing. Sutegoro's uniform. Yabakune's uniform.
It was a tradition started two years ago. Even though they had everyone's contact number, they would still write an invitation, and hand it to each of them personally by hand. In their respective school compound. Even when Otabe was in Kyoto in her first year.
This year, Toshima was chosen to be the one to hand out the letters.
Otabe gave a small smile and walks away as Toshima sits down and starts to eat.
"I have something to do right now. I'll see you later"
Toshima is looking very happy eating but the other members know that even though she loves food, that is not the main reason for her happiness.
It is Otabe, who has a busy schedule.
And yet waited for her safe return before she headed off for her important things.
Everyone knows, but nobody says anything.
"Even though you took up the mission, it seems that you ended up gaining weight instead."
Toshima punched her lightly on the shoulder and went to unpack food from her luggage.
"This is the ben-to that Sutegoro is famous for and this is Yabakune's..."
"We're eating again at 8pm. Don't you ever get full?"
There are no need for words.
"Toshima actually came back"
"And there's someone from Yabakune who-"
"Ah! It's the Rapapa!"
"Quick, run! It's the leader!!!"
Because action speaks louder than words.
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It is six.
Lemon smiles understandingly at them. She nods and tells them to have fun as she headed off.
The others feel a little guilty. But it can't be helped.
At least they bothered to tell her about it. And she promised to keep it a secret.
It is not even seven fifty five and everyone has reached.
They headed for an okonomiyaki joint that could hold all of them.
They always had a sort of silent consensus between them that remained like before. Even after they split schools and never met for quite some time. Even so, everyone understood without speaking.
And they knew where to seat.
Nakamura Yokoyama Oba Shimada Takeuchi
Yamauchi Nagao Mori Shimazaki
They sat like that.
Menus were handed out to them as they started discussing about what they should get.
"One of everything!" says Takeuchi.
"What if we can't finish?" Nakamura worries.
"We have Yokoyama and Oba."
And it was settled.
They really did order a lot of food. The waiter kept coming with more plates.
"Anna, please pass the sauce."
"Yui, do you want more meat?"
At this place, at this time. All ranks were forgotten. All nicknames forgone.
They were who they were. They were just normal high school students who met up with their middle school classmates.
Not Yankee schoolgirls who were at war with each other just a few months ago.
The one in Yabakune was cooking for the one in Majisuka.
And another from Sutegoro was busy cooking for everyone of them, to ensure that they had enough.
It is eleven.
Most of them are full but some of them are still eating.
Oba's face is in a mess and Yokoyama is once again trying to wipe it for her.
Yamauchi is gesturing vividly as she talks to Nagao.
Nakamura is busy trying to make sure that the food on the metal plate doesn't get burnt.
Shimada and Takeuchi are both trying to signal to Yamauchi to pass the jug of juice to no avail.
Mori and Shimazaki are in their own world, as always when they meet.
It is a rare occasion for them to gather like this.
No one worries about not catching the last train.
They all know that Yokoyama would offer her house which happened to be located nearby. They also know that they would be cleaning her house in the morning before they headed off to their respective schools. If they were even going to school.
They know that this is a day to celebrate and a day of congratulations.
But they know that they have to part the next day.
And perhaps, to once again become enemies, rivals, friends or comrades.
Even then, it does not matter.
So long as they are alive and their heart continues to beat.
Even if they all grow up and part ways.
Even if they have different dreams.
Even if they are from different schools.
Their hearts will still beat as one.
And continue to help one another.
Even when they encounter some trouble, there is no need for them to say anything.
There is no need for them to ask for help.
Help and support will be given silently, without anyone asking.
Because the bonds shared between them are eternal.
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Woah friendship is nice
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ちゅりお誕生日おめでとう！
Happy Birthday - Manachuri [KII] Takayanagi Akane X Mukaida Manatsu (゜ー゜苺＊鳥゜◇゜)っ
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I was writing a W Matsui. but. I've been triggered to finish this first. I'll probably write more of this pair in the future as well.. I guess.
Happy birthday Churi. I'm also glad that Manatsu's back in senbatsu for the 8th single. Her unit was 6th for Request hour! And KII did well too. I guess..
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Birds are creatures with wings.
Animals who can fly.
They flap their wings.
And soar towards the blue sky.
Strawberries are fruits.
That are grown on the ground.
They cannot move.
Are they supposed to be eaten and die?
The cold wind blows.
It's 5:03.
I stop checking my phone and put my fingers in my jacket.
"Manatsu!"
A girl who is at least half a head shorter than me shouts my name and comes running.
"I'm sorry! Work just ended."
I nod and gave her a small smile.
"I just reached too."
She puts her hand in my pocket and touches my fingers.
My hands are cold compared to hers.
"You've been waiting for a while haven't you?"
I kept silent.
Because there was no need for her to know that I was so excited to meet her that I came half an hour earlier. Right?
"Let's get going before the bird park closes."
She smiled at me and nodded.
"Let's go!"
It's been a while since we went out like this.
She's been busy with work lately. Okey Dokey. Okey Dokey. And Okey Dokey.
Well. There were other jobs to do too.
And she's been busy with other people. Like Jurina. Jurina. And Jurina.
Birds are carefree. They fly around as they wish, waiting for no one.
Even though I have many strong feelings about it, but that doesn't matter now.
I should be treasuring this little time we get.
I stopped worrying and looked at her.
Right now, Takayanagi Akane is not behaving like the 20year old she's supposed to be. Instead, she's jumping around excitedly as we see the birds.
One might perhaps mistaken her for a bird too, at the rate she's flapping her arms.
"Manatsu! Manatsu! Look!"
"It's cute!"
"Look, look!"
I can't help but smile. Her enthusiasm is contagious.
Or perhaps I was just glad to see her happy.
"Happy birthday."
"Eh?"
"I can't hear you"
"I said."
"Ha-Ha..."
"Forget it."
"Manatsu~!!"
"Don't hug me so tightly in public, stupid bird"
"But a blushing Manatsu is too cute!"
"..."
"People are starting to stare."
"It doesn't matter. Let them stare. No one knows that I'm 20 and you're only 15."
"...."
"That's not the main point."
I frowned and looked at her. She just grinned and imitated the birds again.
"Let's go to the next exhibit~"
She pulled my hand and ran.
"Takayanagi-san."
"It's weird hearing you address me that way."
"It can't be helped. You're much older than me."
"Ah, I forgot."
"..."
You just mentioned my age approximately half an hour ago.
"That's because Manatsu does not look her age~"
"I don't want to hear that from a captain who does not act her age."
"That's mean!"
She's scrunching up her nose. The captain that I love so much.
I'm feeling guilty. I ought to treat her better for today.
Only today.
"Shall we eat dinner?"
"Where? I don't see any stores in sight"
She puts her hand up to her eyes and looked around as if her eyes were a pair of binoculars.
Does she really not know or is she acting dumb on purpose?
I don't really want to say it.
But still, I opened my mouth.
"I made us bento"
I took out two lunch boxes from my bag.
For that split second, I thought Takayanagi was going to jump on me.
And she did.
"Manatsu~
I was not prepared for her to suddenly hug with me such a force.
And we both fell. Together with the lunch boxes.
In a public outdoor park at 7pm, on a green hill lay two girls, one on top of the other.
What a situation to be in.
My heart is beating really fast.
"St-Stop"
"Stop what~? I've not done anything."
She's replied as she lay on me comfortably.
Does she not know the position we are in?
"We can't eat one of the bento now that it dropped..."
She got off me immediately and went to look at it.
"We can always share the other~"
"But the strawberries.."
"I'll buy you some the next time!"
The once crowded park is now almost empty. The dark park is only lighted by the occasional lamp posts.
"Manatsu."
"Hmm?"
I turned and looked at her. There was a serious look on her face.
"Birds can fly. "
I raised my eyebrows.
"But this bird wouldn't fly off alone to the blue sky."
"This bird would do her best to bring a strawberry along."
"Even if the strawberry lying on the ground can't fly."
She's hugging me. And crying softly.
I'm crying too.
Ah. She didn't cry yesterday.
"I'm proud of you. You've worked hard."
"KII too."
"It's nice to have you back."
She's patting me on my head gently.
It's comfortable.
"Earlier on... I wanted to say Happy birthday."
"I know."
I knew it.
"I just wanted to hear it again."
"Manatsu."
"Could you wish me the number of times for every present that you've given me this year?"
"Eh? But your gift is still in my bag..."
She looked upset
"Do I have to say it out?"
Ah. Those eyes.
What a troublesome leader. Just when I wanted to bully her for once.
But if it's today. It's okay.
Just for today.
"Just this once."
"For being together with me since the 2nd Generation auditions..."
"For..."
"Happy birthday."
Stupid bird. Wonderful leader.
And my lover.
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Is manatsu the SKE tsundere? ^^ I like Churi :)
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@ kahem Not really. She just behaves differently from how she looks. ^^
Was busy with tests and such.I'm finally done with this.
Keibetsu shiteita aijou
Slightly influenced by Kataomoi Finally's MV and Akagumi's song.
Even though this was supposed to be Keibetsu. But it's dark enough. I guess?
Pairings- W Matsui, Manachuri cameo?
Dark fic
She stands at the road alone waiting.
Cars drive pass and people walk by.
No one stops.
No one gives a second glance.
Not at the girl who is standing in her uniform by the side of the road.
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If one were to walk along the rundown shophouses, make a left turn at the 3rd traffic light and climb the stairs after the hairsaloon.
Perhaps then. Only perhaps. That one might be able to stop the meeting from taking place.
But no one knows.
Because the world is always like that. People live, people die. What the news reports on television is only half the truth.
The other part of the story is always hidden.
The world is just like that.
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"Here."
Someone finally spoke to her.
It's a girl with short hair that just touched her shoulders.
She slips her a namecard before walking away.
There were no extra words.
As if she was just doing as she was told.
But she swore she could smell the lingering scent of strawberries.
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That night, she went.
Matsui Rena, age 17, went to the address on the card.
She turns at the correct turn and climbs the stairs.
The state of the building is no different from the place she lives in. The paint on the walls have already flaked and the roof is damaged.
She hears laughter. Girls laughing.
She hears music too.
There was hesitation for a moment. But she still knocked.
Her already large eyes widened as the door opened.
The room was not like the stairway at all.
It was dark. Yes. But there were drumsets. There were soundboxes.
And there were some girls who wore something that she herself would never wear.
"Who do you want?"
The girl opens her handphone and shows her a picture.
"Kanakana is busy with someone right now. But the others are available for today. Churi costs a little more than the others and there's Non if you prefer someone younger..."
"Eh?"
"Isn't that what you came here for? You don't have to be shy. Just pick whoever you like."
"I-I..."
"Kaneko's here for her first time too. And from the sounds of it, she's having fun."
Her face turned red and she digs her school bag for the card.
Flustered, but glad that she found it at last, she shows the other girl the card.
"Oh. So you're the one she asked for. You should have said it earlier."
"Oi, Strawberry. She's here."
The same girl that gave her the card came out from the room, her clothing unruly.
She bows a little and signals for Matsui to enter the room she came out from.
There in the room was a gigantic bed. On it sat a girl who was wrapped in a towel, playing with a bird in a cage.
"That's the girl you asked for."
"Do you want to join us?"
She hesitates again for the second time that evening.
"Standing in the streets won't get you anywhere. Business here is pretty good. But we only accept female customers though."
She continues to tickle the bird.
"I accept. I'm Matsu-"
"To protect your identity, we only use nicknames here."
"You can come up with your own."
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She starts a new routine.
She walks to the station and sits a train to school.
After school, she sits the train back and walk to the same old district and starts her job, day after day.
Despite how she was in school, quiet and all. There were still murmurs about her.
About the girl who was spotted at a particular district after school every day.
Murmurs that seemed to be getting louder each day.
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She doesn't remember how her first time went.
It was not as painful as they said it would be, but nevertheless, it hurt.
And then the second time, the third, and many more.
She thought she didn't mind this job.
She thought that it didn't matter to her what others thought about her.
She thought that she would only stay here long enough to pay her schooling fees.
She thought she was okay like this.
She thought she wasn't lonely.
Until she met her.
"I want Matsui Rena."
"There's no one here by that name."
"Please choose from the selection we have here."
"This. Matsu- Gekikara. I want Gekikara."
"Gekikara! You've a customer."
She comes out and grabs the customer hand, dragging her into the room without a second glance.
The door shuts and she proceeds to remove her clothing.
"Wa-wait!"
"I'm, I'm not ready yet."
This was new.
"We've only got an hour. Are you sure you don't want to hurry?"
"It's okay. I don't mind. I just wanted to talk to Matsu-Gekikara. That's all."
" You know my name?"
The other girl looked down nervously and nodded.
"What do you want from me? Money? I don't have much otherwise I wouldn't be working here. And if you want me, then hurry up and strip."
"I..."
"If you want to mock at me, you can do it for free at school. No need to pay for it. If you want to abuse me then this isn't the right place. I just need to call for someone and they'll help to chase you out."
"I wanted to talk to you."
She raised her eyebrows.
"Matsui-san. I like you."
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She thought that was the only method to stop her.
She thought that was her way of helping her.
She wanted to refuse her.
But she thought it was fine.
But they never thought that that would be the cause of their downfall.
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They started going out.
If that even counted as going out.
The younger girl would visit thrice a week.
Paying money just to talk to her. To spend time with her.
She thought that was just an addition to her usual life.
One week.
Three weeks.
Two months.
Four months.
She finally asked again.
"Do you... want to try doing it now?"
The girl shakes her head.
"If you want to do it so much, do it with your customers! Not me!"
"You.."
A quarrel.
"Sorry."
A fight.
"I'll send you out."
Down the stairs. Out at the empty streets.
They kissed.
A camera clicks.
A girl standing at the rooftop of a nearby carpark types something into her phone.
A mouse squeaks.
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The murmurs in the school were getting louder.
They were not about her who lived in that district.
They were about a younger girl in the school next door who kept visiting that district.
She's been beaten up.
But she didn't care.
She thought that she didn't need to care about any middle schoolers who got bullied.
She thought it was none of her business.
Even if tragedies happen, life goes on. People continue to mail. People continue to celebrate. People continue to feel happy.
Everyone thinks that she's just another person who committed suicide because of bullying.
Everyone thinks she's just another person that happened to be unlucky enough to be involved in such a case.
Five months.
Six months.
She finally paid attention to them.
She hears of news about a girl next door who died due to internal bleeding.
She does not know that that girl is her half-sister.
She does not know who Matsui Jurina was.
But she knows that the girl who she was supposed to be dating stopped coming.
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She feels like she just had a dream.
A dream in which she sits at the bench near the road.
Not alone this time.
There is someone else next to her. Someone younger.
The girl looks at her with those eyes.
This time.
This time, there's no passerby.
This time, there were still cars.
And this time, they crashed.
It seems that in the end, what she was searching for all this while.
Came to her.
She thinks such an ending is fine.
At the very least. Her wish was granted.
To be held by someone. Always.
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The girl on the bed finally stops playing with the bird in the cage.
She flicks the cellphone open and presses delete.
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This is so sad.. :cry:
Thank you for the update :thumbup :thumbup
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I'm not sure that I understood evething but I can feel the sadness T_T
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Jurina~ Why you died~? (http://forum.jphip.com/Smileys/default/gyaaah.gif)
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I really enjoyed reading this fic. It sparks a lot of emotion and contains a lot of well-thought-out references.
Looking forward to your next update!
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So dark....I like it 8D
Great job, I can't wait for more to come out!
Update when you can~
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Somehow I felt chills running down in me while reading this. Yep, a dark one indeed.
Nice update btw! :D
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Now this is something you don't see written everyday. It's mysterious yet crystal clear... it took me a second read to get it. But this is just.... Q A Q"""
Please write more.
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Thank you for the replies. ^^ If you don't understand it, I'm sorry. I wrote it that way to suit the dark theme.
Belated Xmas fic.
Was considering which pairing to write for Xmas. A. YuiMina. B. Manachuri
-Yui went Karaoke with Suzuran and Mariya...
-24th KII girls only performance
-25th handshake
Takayanagi had to fall sick.
And then I saw some scans... T______T
B won. I'll write A soon! :_:
I think this turned out somewhat OOC though... OTL
Christmas fic - Manachuri [Takayanagi Akane X Mukaida Manatsu]
I had to fall sick.
I had to fall sick on Christmas Eve and not be able to participate in KII's performance.
I was really looking forward to it
Looking forward to our first girl's only performance
Looking forward to performing with all 16 of us
Looking forward to seeing her
Looking forward to spending what little time we could have together.
All of them are probably having fun now.
I want to perform too.
I wished I took better care of myself.
I actually wanted to perform today despite my current condition but the staff and the KII members stopped me.
She however, didn't even talk to me. Much less, look at me.
But she mailed.
"Our leader should rest at home."
That was the only contact I had with her for the whole day.
That was the minimum concern a member would show to their captain.
The mails I received from the other members contained much more concern in the words they chose as compared to what she sent me.
At such a time, should I be glad that I even received a mail from her?
Her gift is still lying in my bag.
I didn't get a chance to pass it to her today.
She has a party with her family tonight.
She will be at a handshake event which I cannot attend tomorrow.
I lie on my bed, exhausted.
Now that I actually had the time to think about it, I know I deserved this.
Falling sick from the heavy work load because I ignored my health. As well as getting the cold treatment from her again.
I've been working, working and working. Photoshoots, recordings and such.
Even though we are in the same team, the only time I met her was during our lessons and when we had to film for the same program.
The pathetic amount of leisure time I had was spent either spent alone, or with the other members.
I suppose. She has the right to be upset at me.
I've neglected her.
And I've only noticed it now.
Only now, because I've fallen sick and had the time to think about it.
I'm...
the worst.
I'm supposed to be resting but I can't seem to sleep.
"Manatsu. Manatsu. Manatsu."
To think about her only at such a time.
I'm really a terrible person.
But I really want to see her now.
I open my phone. There are no new mails.
I start to read the members blogs.
Once again, there are well wishes from them. For me to get well soon, and how they've worked hard to cover my part.
I'm thankful for being in KII, with all the other 15 of them.
I really love KII.
Unfortunately, the one I love the most by the name of Mukaida Manatsu, does not mention me at all.
I sigh and Papitan chirps.
I don't remember how long I laid on my bed and if I dozed off or not, but I knew I sat up immediately when I thought I heard my door opening.
There, was the person I was longing for the entire time.
She looked annoyed.
Then again, she always looks annoyed all the time.
Was this my delusion?
Has my fever shot up so badly that I've started to see things?
"Takayanagi-san. Why are you still awake at this hour."
"Manatsu! I'm not dreaming am I?"
No reply.
She's ignoring me.
Why must the Manatsu in my delusion ignore me too?!
"Mana-Manatsu?! What are you doing?!"
She's removing my clothes.
"I'm sick! You can't do this to a sick person!"
A cold glare.
"I heard that exercising might be able to help in lowering a fever."
"Ehh?"
Definately not a delusion.
"I thought you had a party with your family tonight?"
Once again, there was no reply.
She continues her advances on me. Her lips trailing down my stomach.
"You have a handshake event tomorrow don't you? You should be sleeping now."
She suddenly bites.
My inner thigh hurts.
She does not say I love you.
She does not say I need you.
She does not say I want you.
Instead, she bites me.
That, in her language means that if I continue resisting, she's going to make sure that I'll definitely lie in the bed resting the entire day tomorrow.
I've lost plenty of water.
Despite all that, she buries her head and hugs the sweaty me.
Her eyes closed as she rested a little.
I'm surprised.
She who is physically weaker than most of us, despite 2 performances earlier in the day, still had that much energy in her.
I gently pat her head as I tried to shift her because I wanted to reach out for my bag.
At that moment, I thought it would be better if I passed her the gift before I sleep and forget.
But she doesn't let go.
"Manatsu?"
"I won't let you go."
Eh?
"Even if Churi flies around..."
"I still won't let you go."
Sometimes, I forget that she's only fifteen.
"Churi won't go anywhere without you. Churi is just going to take the Christmas present she bought for you."
"I don't need any gifts. All I want for Christmas is for Churi to know my feelings for her."
"I just want Churi to know that I won't lose to anyone else."
She sounds like she's crying.
We, really, have not been together like this for a while.
"Churi will only be away for a minute. Churi will be back soon."
I coaxed again.
She loosens her grip.
I got up and quickly slipped the gift in her bag.
Her bag was empty except for a magazine. Flash special.
My heart skips a beat.
She must have seen it.
"I'm back"
Was that one of the reasons why she was more aggressive than usual?
"Manatsu"
I whispered her name again.
"I'm sorry."
We are both idols.
There are times where we have to do certain things because of work.
There are also many restrictions because of work.
I know she understands it all too well.
It can't be helped.
"You don't have to apologize. "
Her back is turned against me and her voice sounds stiff.
"It's just work."
"I'm not jealous."
"I've touched wherever she touched you too."
This explains her earlier actions.
This fifteen year old year is definately jealous.
"Even if I fly around, I will still return eventually to you. So don't worry."
"Manatsu~ I love you more than anything else."
"Don't say ridiculous things like that so suddenly."
A pause.
She seems to be thinking about something for a split second.
"Even more than birds?"
"Eh?!"
"Manatsu ~ Don't ignore me again!"
"Churi's cold~~"
"Churi wants a hug~!"
"Ask papitan to hug you then."
" I only want Manatsu~"
But I know that there still ways for me to show my love for her.
"You have a fever, you stupid bird."
"Manatsu's warm~"
"You better not spread your fever to me."
"Ehhh?! But you're the one who came knocking at my door and starting removing my cloth-"
She stopped me in mid-sentence with a kiss.
But this time, it was unlike the previous ones we had today.
"Merry Christmas."
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Hehehe Churi being undressed oh~
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Really busy with schoolwork, and translating seems to take up what little spare time I have.
Finally broke my SKE fic combo. Here's the 2nd half the Mayuki I wrote quite some time back. The Trick or Treat Fic.
I still owe a request. ;_; Will complete it soon. I've not forgotten. And maybe I'll open requests again, although I'll take quite a while to fulfill them. [don't mind me]
Perhaps - Mayuki
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Years later she looks back and she wonders. What could have been done. And what should have been done.
Did she make the right choice then?
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There was little or almost no talk about it anymore.
Groups of 48 chasing after their own dreams.
If one were to mention it right now, how many people out there would still know? How many of them would even know of the existence?
And even if they did, how would they feel?
She didn't want to think about it. Didn't want to know.
Didn't want to remember those times.
Times of happiness. Times of sorrow.
Sweat. Tears.
Times they spent together.
Times with her.
It's not as if she cut off all contact. She still met some ex-members now and then. And she came across a couple of them while working. They would greet each other and say hi. And if time permit, they would indulge in small chat. Sometimes meaningless talks about the weather and such, which unfortunately reminded her of her job then. And other times, if they were braver, or perhaps one could have said, they didn't know, then they would recall the times back then.
But even so, such talks involving memories of the groups were minimal.
Back at home after a day of work, she drops her bag on the couch and sits down. The soft material of the couch seemed to help in making part of her weariness disappear. Her phone in her bag, was vibrating non-stop, but she didn't care.
Her work ended an hour ago.
It's her own spare time now.
Thinking about it, there was really no need for her to work this hard. She had what she wanted. Or so she thought. The public's recognition and a good lump sum of money in the bank.
But she never stopped. Movies. Albums. Photobooks.
She just kept working non-stop. Taking up more jobs.
Keeping the momentum up.
And did what her manager told her to.
Marry him.
She finally paused after what seemed like a long time.
And then, she nodded.
There was this feeling of emptiness in her. Who the name of the guy she was suppose to be engaged too, she doesn't remember.
But there was this tiny glimpse of hope.
As if, as if, if she agreed to this arrangement, her manager would ensure that it would be a big affair.
So big, so glamorous, that everyone.
Almost everyone in Japan would know.
Even her.
She was the one who rejected her.
She deserves this.
And yet. There is this part of her who is constantly seeking her out.
To no avail.
This time.
This time.
Will it work?
She knows she's taking on a huge gamble. The odds are low and against her.
Yet she's willing to try.
Perhaps, this reflects how desperate she is.
Perhaps, this is a way to punish herself.
Perhaps.
There are so many "maybe"s. And not a single definite answer to this.
Because she herself doesn't know either.
But she's willing to try.
Perhaps, that's why she nodded.
And perhaps, some part of her believes in her.
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sdkjfhsldfasdhfsdf NOOOO DON'T MARRY HIM... Q A Q
Continue? Yes? :3
Thank you! I get it... busy with schoolwork and crap. Same here... (_ _)
Take your time! ^^ Do your best!
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@ShibuyaDokiDoki school's a hurdle. D: You too!
This style is slightly different as compared to my usual.
The style also changes halfway, well, sort of.
Because it's a festive fic, please don't mind me. >_>
(http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lzbzwtRkf01qmca3fo1_250.jpg) (KII stage tomorrow. ;_; I hope for manachuri! ;_;
Valentine's Day - [ManaChuri]
She was never someone who would do something special for a day like Valentine's day all this while.
Every year, when she sees the girls in her class rushing around shopping, preparing chocolate, she would just look from afar and smile.
There was no need to waste so much time and money, right?
Buying a box of chocolate a few days before and passing them out to her classmates on the day itself was enough.
The same scene repeats itself every year.
The pink atmosphere the moment you enter the classroom.
The desk shoved with chocolates.
Even if she didn't want to accept them, there was no choice.
Those people just didn't get to receive the chocolates she gave out. That's all.
Mukaida Manatsu was this sort of girl.
Someone who didn't like talking or interacting with strangers.
She was satisfied with going to school on time, doing her homework, returning home punctually and eating her favourite strawberries.
No need for club activities.
That was what Mukaida Manatsu, age 12, thought.
But ever since she entered middle school, besides receiving chocolates, she would also receive strawberries.
That somehow tasted particularly good.
Included with the strawberries was a letter. It was short, cute and had drawings.
She feels that the person was someone who was good at drawing, unlike herself.
And that the person was also someone who was attentive, because even the envelope itself was handmade.
She once considered that if there was ever a day she could meet the giver, she would definitely ask where the person bought the strawberries from.
Because Mukaida really felt that somehow the ones she received tasted better than the others.
In all 12 years of her life, she never had strawberries this sweet.
But there was no name included in the letter.
One year.
Two years.
Three years.
Written in the third year's letter was this line.
Can we meet up during next year's Valentine?
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This year, for the first time ever, Mukaida was able to experience the same feelings as her classmates.
Nervous.
Anxious.
A few days ago, she asked Kizaki who was in the same class
"Can you recommend me a place to buy chocolate?"
"I don't know. I only eat them every year~ hehehe"
Mukaida refused to lend Kizaki her homework to copy for a week.
She asked Furukawa
"I know where you can get something good! My gift to Rena-san every year is from that store as well~"
In the end when they went to the place, she realised that it was a shop selling 2D items.
Ever since then, Mukaida never looked at Matsui senpai the same way again.
"Mukaida-senpai~"
Kimoto Kanon is an angel.
That was what Mukaida felt at that time.
They made plans to meet up to buy chocolate on Sunday.
I will work hard tomorrow!
－－－
"I like you"
This sentence was foreign to someone like Mukaida.
Besides her family members, strawberries and her dog, Mukaida Manatsu never thought she would say this to anyone else.
And it never crossed her mind that someone who say it to her either.
Definitely not from someone who was relatively shorter than her, and happened to look somehow like a bird.
How surprising.
Takayanagi who confessed to her got a shock.
Because she who always had a cool collected look on her face 24 hours a day except when eating, had a look of surprise on her face.
"I didn't know that my junior can look this cute when she's surprised!"
Juni...or?
She who is shorter than me by nearly a head, currently bobbling up and down, giving out the aura of someone childish, childish, and childish, is actually my senior?
I can't seem to tell.
But if she was really my senior, it would be rude of me to say that out loud.
Even though she was someone who didn't like talking to strangers, she knew how to respect her seniors.
And so she said this instead.
"Senpai?"
"Did you mistake me for someone else?"
"That can't be! You're Mukaida Manatsu right? Born on 10 May, blood type O, the first thing you do when you get home is eat strawberries, you walk your dog every thursday..."
Are you a pervert.
Why is it that you know so much about me.
I can't say this out either.
I can only stare at her.
It's been four years.
Is this what they call "chasing after a girl?"
This person who made me waste so much of my energy ?
How unromantic.
But that's not the problem now.
The bigger problem right now is how to reject that bird who hasn't stopped talking.
Even if I can't reject her, at the very least, I need to make her stop.
No matter how you look at it, talking very loudly on the school's roof about your junior's daily life isn't right.
"Senpai?"
Mukaida tried to talk again.
"I believe you"
Takayanagi finally stopped.
"The strawberries you gave were delicious. Thank you. This is for you."
The expression Takayanagi had now was worth praising.
She opened her mouth widely, and had both her hands on her head.
How amusing.
Mukaida thought.
"Can I... open this?"
She nodded.
Her face became slightly redder as she suddenly felt embarrassed somehow.
"I'm happy~ So happy that I can cry"
"Stupid bird. "
Ah. I accidentally said what I was thinking aloud.
But Takayanagi didn't seem like she heard anything.
She continues to open the gift excitedly.
"Why do you take so long to open it"
"I want to keep the gift wrapper! This is my first gift from Manatsu! I need to keep it as a souvenir~"
To not use the term junior, and instead call me Manatsu directly.
Do I know you that well. (that coming from someone who just called her senior a stupid bird
"Why is there only 4?"
"..."
I will never say that it's because both my attempts failed, and after Kanon saw how unsuccessful I was, she painstakingly helped to save this few pieces.
I won't say it.
I don't want a stupid bird to know about it.
"Don't be so picky about something I gave you"
"If you don't like it, then return it to me."
I can give it to someone else.
Like poison both Kizaki and Furukawa.
"Even though there's only 4, but I like anything Manatsu gives me~~~"
Then stop emphasizing that there's only four!!!
"I'm going to eat it"
Instead of calling Takayanagi Akane a dumb bird, we can always put it nicely and describe her as a very brave girl.
Brave enough to eat the entire chocolate that both Mukaida and Kimoto lacked the courage to try in one bite.
There was a strange look on her face. One that Mukaida never saw before.
I somehow lack the courage to ask how it taste.
Or hear her comments about it.
It's best I quickly change a topic.
"Manatsu actually went the extra mile to make this for me~~"
Too late.
"I didn't say anything, how did you know I made it"
"Because it tastes horrible~ I don't think shops sell such horrible tasting chocolate"
Is that something you should say to someone who you just confessed to and is still currently waiting for a reply from her!?!
To think I actually used so much time to make this, couldn't you have lied to me to make me happy!
Stupid bird.
Forget it.
I better ask her now.
"The strawberries you gave me yearly was delicious. May I know where exactly did you buy them from?"
"I'll tell you only if you accept my confession~"
.......
"Okay. I accept."
"It's from the supermarket near our school."
There was a very awkward pause.
Mukaida Manatsu who can differentiate the different types of strawberries when blindfolded, was actually stumped by the strawberries that was bought from the supermarket for the entire 4 years.
For that moment, Mukaida turned to stone.
"Then why is it that it tastes so differently from what I usually buy!?"
"Because the strawberries had my love~~"
"Ah, by the way~ Manatsu~~ I heard that mouth-to-mouth strawberries taste different~ Let's try~~"
This is the story of Mukaida Manatsu, then age 17.
Tricked to start dating Takayanagi Akane.
For the sake of her beloved strawberries.
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aaghh manatsu and the strawberry
and churi you really smart
really like your ske story :thumbup
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Lol love strawberry has another taste, I didn't know that ^^
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short quick fic based on what happened these 2 days.
I'm supposed to be studying for my paper tomorrow, but I wrote this.
Manatsu getting jealous on google+ triggered me real bad.
I'm amazed how she can get jealous while she was busy having fun with the other members at Universal studio today XDD
#25 SKE48(KII) -Of jealousy and cameras (゜ロ゜夏) [manachuri]
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「Manatsu~ I bought something new today, can you guess what Akane bought?」
I sent this sort of mail.
There was no reply after five minutes.
Because I was too excited, I couldn't help mailing again.
「It's a camera! And the first person I told is Manatsu! Now that I bought a camera, I can finally take photos of papi, pino, pucho and popo!」
「Manatsu too~ 」
but there was no reply.
I was actually anticipating her response.
I wanted to hear her call me Takayanagi Akane, the cameraman.
But it can't be helped.
After checking Ameba, I noticed she didn't update.
She must have slept already.
I guess I'll write my entry too.
The next morning, I was excited.
Because today was a rest day.
I'll be able to use my new camera at home, and my mother made a delicious breakfast.
But when I flipped my phone open, there was no mail.
I wanted to ask Manatsu over to play today. It's been a while since she last came over.
Was it because she was too tired when she went out with her mother yesterday? That's why she's still asleep?
Even though I was worried, after eating and looking at my new camera, I decided I was thinking too much.
I took a lot of photos.
Because I was too engrossed in photography, I forgot the time.
Looking at the clock next to me, I noticed that it's already four.
I checked my phone again, but there was no mail.
However, I noticed she posted on google+
ちゅりと李帆ちゃん、もつ锅行ったとか・・・・
Churi and Riho-chan、went to eat motsunabe together・・・・
何でーーーー(゜ロ゜)
whyyyyyyyyyy(゜ロ゜)
Is this jealously I sense?
A jealous Manatsu is cute!
No wonder she didn't reply my mails.
Even though she's cute when she's jealous, but compared to this, I want to see her reply more.
「Akane didn't forget about Manatsu~ Akane thought about Manatsu initially, but seeing how excited you sounded when you told me you were going to eat Kaiseki with your mother, I decided to eat with Riho-chan instead. Manatsu, don't be angry with Akane~」
Ah! There's a reply finally.
And such a quick reply too.
「Really?」
「Yup, it's true! Has Akane lied to you before？」
There was no reply again.
Sometimes I really don't understand middle school kids.
But I found out that she updated her google+ again
みなさんからのコメント见てたら、「ちゅりの公式ブログに、今度あいりんとまなつも诱って行かなきゃ！」って书いてあったとか！！
I saw from everyone's reply，「In Churi's official blog, next time I will invite Manatsu and Airin too！」she wrote this！！
じゃあ、いいや(^^)みなさん、教えてくれてありがとうございます(笑)
well、then it's fine(^^) Everyone, thank you for informing me (laughs)
写真は、まっきぃ。
The photo is、Makki。
Even though she said that it's fine, the photo she attached was Makiko instead.
She's definately still angry with me.
This time, I decided not to use mail. I'll call her directly.
"Manatsu, are you free tomorrow?"
"Why?"
"I want to ask Manatsu out to be my model~"
"Even though the first photo I took with my camera was birds, but I want the Manatsu to be the first person I take a photo of"
"..."
There was no sound.
But I can sense that Manatsu was getting redder.
Because after saying such words I was getting embarrassed too.
"I don't mind being your model if you insist, but I won't do it for free"
"Then, Manatsu, state your terms! For the sake of photography, Takayanagi Akane the cameraman, would do anything!"
"I want Churi to be mine for an entire day"
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Gah!!! You are making me love this pairing more with your stories. Well, second to RenAirin :lol: Jealous Manatsu is cute :wub:
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:twothumbs SUGEE!
ManaChuri are so adorable ...
Thank you for OS
Arígatou! :kneelbow:
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Lol Churi took a picture of birds first
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End of March － Birthday drabble for Akisun (Deguchi Aki)
Deguchi Aki X Ono Haruka
Really short though. OTL
When I heard the announcement, I wasn't surprised.
Because she had already considered it many times before.
Even then, actually hearing her announce the news on stage somehow shocks me.
As if everything has fallen.
But after calming down and thinking about it，although still unwilling, I know that this is for the best of her.
After all, graduating from SKE is not the end.
We will still be able to be like usual, talking on the phone til 4am, mail each other, meet up, and go for karaoke
Even though I'll definitely feel lonely, definitely miss her,
But even so
I wish her good luck from the bottom of my heart
I want to continue to support her from the bottom of my heart
I really really like her from the bottom of my heart
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あきちやんはきっと、
もぉ晴香なしじゃ生きていけないでしょう
Akisun probably
cannot live without Haruka right?
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That's why
Even though I wanted to graduate long ago
I ended up enduring it for so long
And finally decided on the end of March
Because in March,
there's a very very important day.
Deguchi Aki's birthday.
Even though graduation is painful
but everyone has to say goodbye at some point
and walk towards their own path
To be able to meet you on this road is my joy.
Happy birthday Akisun.
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Thank you.
Please continue to look after me as well
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(http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m0mn6tjzAm1qkgmlgo1_500.jpg)
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Not a birthday fic for Minarun or Nana (゜ロ゜夏)
But a request fic, requested by: cyanniegen
I debated over the pair I should use for this for quite some time. ;_;
I considered akisun x kanakana, and nana x ainyan (oi)
I even wrote a 1k+ + Kumi X Non, but it was quite odd(to me at least) to fit them into this setting. Might tweak it and use it for something else. idk.
But I finally decided on this.
#27 おしべとめしべと夜の蝶々 (Oshibe to meshibe to yoru no chouchou)
Yagami Kumi, Kizaki Yuria, Ogiso Shiori, Kinoshita Yukiko :D
Last request completed, after so many months m(_ _)m
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"I love you"
"I love you too"
We crossed the line.
I had given her my everything.
And I would have given more if she wanted to.
This is a secret to be kept.
The books said that if one was in love, it was fine to break all barriers.
That was what true love was.
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It's night .
It is a silent and quiet night. The cool breeze blows through the window. But somehow, I cannot seem to sleep.
There are many thoughts in my head.
I even spoke to a friend about this. Just one. She told me not to worry, that she's given her first time away as well. If you really love her, it's fine.
I am confused. I am worried. But I do not regret my decision.
That was, love right?
I am still unable to have a good night rest.
There are rules in the dorm. No boys allowed, a strict curfew to follow, lights out at a certain timing, and many more.
A walk is what I needed to cure insomniac. I needed fresh air.
I grab my coat and put in on my pajamas swiftly, before opening the door quietly.
My roommate is sleeping soundly.
In the garden near the dorm, there are dimly lit lamps, not many of them. The glow from the moonlight seems to be way brighter than all the lamps.
A walk, I told myself. Just one slow walk around the garden and I'll return back to sleep.
If someone sees me, I'll be in trouble.
Although I could always pretend I was sleep walking.
The air was indeed fresh.
And I seemed to be able to have calmed down slightly.
I thought this walk would go smoothly. After all, no one in their right mind would be up awake in the garden at this time of the night, right?
Although I'm not the right person who should be saying this.
Until I heard some sound from the bushes.
My heart skipped a beat, in fear of being caught.
Or perhaps, was it a stray cat?
When it came into my vision, I wondered if I would have been better off being caught.
"Come here"
There were two people very close to one another.
In the dimly lit area, I tried to make out their faces.
But from my angle, I could not.
They are getting closer and closer. The one on the left was beckoning the other one that I could not see.
Ah. They kissed.
My face turned red.
And my heart raced.
Memories of the previous night flooded me.
We crossed the line.
What was not meant to be seen, what was not meant to be touched.
What was not meant to be heard.
What was not meant to be broken.
Giving in to our instincts was fine right?
This was what it meant to fall in love, right?
If both parties loved each other, it was fine right?
The people in the bushes seemed to agree with me.
The emitted sounds were similar to what was made last night.
Too...
similar.
Does everyone make the same sounds?
"We should stop."
"Do you love me?"
"What if someone sees us?"
"Do you love me?"
Watching, no, hearing them.
The words exchanged.
"It's not your first time, so answer me."
Were all too familiar.
Like I've heard it somewhere.
"Answer me, answer me like how you asked her yesterday"
Oh. That's right.
In the library, just the night before.
I'm not crying.
It's not your fault.
I'm not crying because of you.
Who's at fault here?
Even though my eyes hurt.
Ah, how dry my eyes are.
I'm going back.
It's getting too cold out here, my eyes are starting to hurt.
And my ears are hearing things.
"I love you"
"Do you?"
"I love you more than anyone else"
Those were the words that I said last night.
"I love you more than her"
"If you really love her, it's fine"
But.
What if she doesn't love me?
Not "If you both love each other"
But
"If you really love her"
Did...
She know already?
"Hey, Yukko"
"About the question I asked earlier..."
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end
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Somehow i'm confuse who is who
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I'm also a bit confused but I feel bad for the first girl
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yes, i also confuse who is who..but i don't mind because i love the story :thumbup
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I meant to be ambiguous for the previous fic, so I'm sorry if you got confused. Just interprete it the way you like.
Although it was originally meant to be Yagami's POV, she saw Ogiyuri, and the person whom she asked the questions to were Yukko.
#28 - Finland Miracle (Happy birthday Mukaida Manatsu) [Manachuri]
Late fic OTL
Because I wanted to incorporate what they actually did
This is probably not a one-shot
There'll be a few parts, and one with Kanon too
☆゜*―――ヾ(・∀・)ノ―――*゜☆
"Have you heard of Finland Miracle?"
"I believe in it"
☆゜*―――ヾ(・∀・)ノ―――*゜☆
Two months ago, when they announced that KII would be doing the revival concerts for Aitakatta and Ramune no nomikata, I realised that the date for the Aitakatta performance clashed with Manatsu's birthday.
I sneaked a glance at her secretly, but she didn't have any reaction, the other members as well.
I too, didn't say anything.
But there was this sinking feeling in my heart.
I can't meet her privately this year.
Because it's not right to be selfish, after all, the main point is for her to be happy, isn't it?
What should I do on that day?
I ended up fretting over this unknowingly for days.
And made the fans worry.
I came to a conclusion only one month later.
If I couldn't have her to myself, and I want her to have a happy birthday, then it's best if the entire KII helped to celebrate it as well.
Using the excuse of being the leader, and that there's a member's birthday, I've decided to give her a surprise.
She would be happy, wouldn't she?
If it was another member's birthday, would I still do the same?
I dare not imagine the answer.
I mailed the other members and asked for the opinions. Everyone gladly replied and some even gave their opinions.
Once again, I realised that I'm not the only one. This is the strawberry girl that everyone loves.
I was in-charge of the cake.
To ensure that I wasn't biased, I didn't make the cake for her. Instead, I went to buy an ice-cream cake.
I seem to remember her saying that she's never eaten such a cake before.
But it wasn't strawberry flavoured.
It was cookies and cream that we both liked.
Weird isn't it? That the favourite flavour of the strawberry girl wasn't strawberry.
Then again, I'm the same.
I'm Churi, I like birds.
But the one that I like the most is a strawberry.
☆゜*―――ヾ(・∀・)ノ―――*゜☆
On the day of the performance, everyone acted like usual.
I too tried my best, even though my heart was thumping more than ever.
I've already wished her that night via mail, and wished her once again in the morning when I saw her.
I'm nervous.
But I was still discovered in the end.
"Churi? What's wrong?"
"I'm just feeling nervous because it's been a while since we've performed this, wearing this costume makes me feel like back then "
Manatsu, do you know?
Although you say that I understand you
You understand me as well.
It's just that it's not convenient to say some words.
At the very least I cannot bring myself to say them.
Maybe, one day, you'll understand.
"I'm nervous too"
"We all are, that's why we need to work hard together! Just like back then, and continue to promote KII!"
After saying that I escaped by pretending I needed to talk to Airin about something.
Because I know that if I continued to meet your eyes, you'll definately find out.
Forgive me.
☆゜*―――ヾ(・∀・)ノ―――*゜☆
After the performance ended, just as planned, I snuck off secretly to get the cake from the refrigerator.
The other two members in Finland Miracle unit also helped out, Yakata switched off the lights while Akaeda went to whisper happy birthday in Manatsu's ears.
And so, we carried the surprise out successfully.
It's just that there wasn't a table there, and I ended up having to stand next to her to hold the cake.
It felt a little awkward, as if it was my birthday instead.
So I tried to bend backwards when they took the photos, but when everyone didn't seem to mind, I ended up taking two-shots with her.
As expected, this sort of Manatsu is the best.
The smile on Manatsu's face as she's surrounded with everyone's love, and enveloped in happiness is the prettiest.
I'm satisfied to be able to see her eat happily.
This is enough.
Being able to accompany her as she grow.
This is good enough for me.
Being able to know her, being able to enter senbatsu with her in the 2nd single, being able to become close with her.
This is happiness to me.
Because there's everyone, so Manatsu would also be happy too right?
☆゜*―――ヾ(・∀・)ノ―――*゜☆
"Why haven't you confessed yet?"
There isn't any need to confess.
Is there?
I'm fine with this right now.
☆゜*―――ヾ(・∀・)ノ―――*゜☆
To stand next to Manatsu
To do something for Manatsu
To be remembered by Manatsu
Because I was overjoyed, I cried for her once again.
Even though I said nothing, but my body was honest.
Even though I believe in Finland Miracle
But so long as you are happy
Even if I'm unable to trasmit my feelings to you, I'm fine as well.
Just live your 16th year happily.
Happy birthday.
(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3t9t1qmVi1qkgmlgo1_500.jpg)
(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3t5s0cATX1qkgmlgo1_500.jpg)
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churi <3 she loves manatsu so much yet can't confess her love :(
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Sweet~!! :love: Another sweet ManaChuri from you! :D
Had never seen anyone here writing ManaChuri besides you alone, so.. thank you.
About 'Finland Miracle'.. I know it's taken from an SKE stage song, but I haven't found its lyrics' translation yet, so I'm still a bit confused at how 'Finland Miracle' relates to the story.
Sorry :P
Or perhaps the basic premise of the song is like what yukofan-san said in the previous comment?
Oh, on another note, have you ever thought of writing Churi with other girls as her pair? Like FuruYanagi perhaps...
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@aruka Thanks. ^^ I've translated it some time back. Here you go. http://gekikaraclub.tumblr.com/post/19292546602/song-kii3-unit-translation (http://gekikaraclub.tumblr.com/post/19292546602/song-kii3-unit-translation)
Didn't really follow the lyrics though. But yes, there's a reason why Churi isn't confessing.
I'm a diehard manachuri fan so. I'm sorry. >< I might write Manatsu with someone else(low chance), but Churi X another person is quite difficult for me.
#29
片想いFinally - Matsui Jurina, Matsui Rena, Furukawa Airi
requested by fc-atsuko
Will be starting on the other requests soon too. ^^
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Even though you are near me, I cannot do anything.
Rena's always talking about how cute Furukawa is.
How they have the same interest.
How Furukawa didn't mind accompanying her to the train musesum even though it's such a boring place.
How Furukawa doesn't mind listening to her talk.
How she loves everything about Furukawa.
I.
Am I just a sister to her?
A rival?
A team mate?
Or perhaps just someone who shares the same surname?
What am I to her?
I've always thought about this. But I get frightened each time I think about it.
I know that we have an age difference of 6 years.
But that's why I've been working hard all this while.
I want to continue to stand next to her.
I want her to look at me.
Not as someone who is younger than her.
For SKE, for Team S, for myself and for her.
If I work hard to grow up quickly, if I put in all my best.
Can I catch up to her?
That, is what, I, Matsui Jurina, have been working so hard for.
It's been four years.
Four long years.
So much has changed.
I have grown taller, grown older.
So has she.
The annoying age gap is still there.
But.
I am also glad.
Glad that I can use this to my advantage.
I can whine to Rena.
"Rena-chan~~~~"
"Hmm?"
"Hug me~"
Even if it's just a moment.
I am glad.
At least for that few seconds, Rena's all mine.
Only looking at me.
Not at Furukawa, or anyone else.
That is all I can do.
Even though I can kiss everyone, her included, I lack the courage to say those words.
That is why I reassure myself time and time again that even if I do not have her, at the very least, she would remember me for life for taking her first kiss.
Because, somehow I cannot seem to confess.
But I don't want to give up either.
"Please rest"
"I'm fine. I want to continue"
"Juri..."
"Rena-chan, I'm okay. Don't worry. Team S's Matsui Jurina can still do this. Just one solo song."
I did it again.
I got her attention.
I can only do selfish things like this to make her stay with me.
Even though I make her worry.
Even if it's only for a short while.
Even though I know doing this will not last long.
Even though I know I might be pushing myself over the limit.
Sometimes I wonder why I've not given up.
And then there was an announcement.
"Rental transfer to Team K."
"Temporary. Holding both roles concurrently"
I didn't know what to feel either. There were so many thoughts running through in my mind.
Amidst the chaos and confusion, I saw that she was crying. I was crying. Almost everyone was crying.
But my lips went up a little when I saw her cry then.
The hope, deep down somewhere in me seemed to have lit up, just a little.
I who was already overworked, will be working even more.
I do not mind having a huge workload.
Even if some of the work does not involve Rena.
I enjoy working hard. I like doing my best.
Maybe it's because of my personality.
Or maybe because it keeps my mind off things.
But.
Why?
Team K?
Why tear me away from SKE which I loved and worked so hard for?
Why tear me away from her?
Pulling me further apart when I was already at a distance?
Is this, telling me to give up on her now that I'll be away even more frequent than ever?
Now that you're even further away from me, I cannot do anything either.
I do not know what to make out of this.
But it does not matter now.
I cannot change anything.
I will continue to work hard as always.
To take this as an opportunity to learn, to continue to grow.
Because, they said the most important thing didn't they?
Temporary.
I will eventually return back to SKE.
Even though I do not know when that will be.
Even though I do not know how long I'll take.
But I will return.
Back to where I belong. Back to where you are.
Right now, I will just continue to do my best.
So do not worry.
I will not either.
I will continue to do my best.
I went for the handshake event despite the protests.
Rena protested too.
That seemed to make everything worth the effort.
But by making her worry, I'm just adding on to her burden.
I shouldn't be doing this, should I?
She's pretty tired too.
We all are.
I should put an end to this soon.
Although right now, I just want to put this to the back of my mind.
Those loud noises.
I'm not feeling very well.
Maybe I really did force myself too much.
I don't think I can do this.
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I've been forced to rest.
Now that I'm in the hospital.
My mind is wandering off again.
I like her.
I certainly do.
But Rena seems happy with her too.
Should I give up?
There is really no point in keeping this up, is there?
This unrequited love.
I should end this. Just like the lyrics that I've been singing for the past few months.
片想いFinally.
I updated my google+.
I finally came to a decision.
If I get any reply regarding this from Rena in the next 5 minutes.
I'll give up.
I will not bother Rena anymore with my childish antics.
I will not let her worry.
I will not be a burden to her. Or to anyone else.
And if I don't get a response that quickly, or any response at all...
I'll confess the day I return back to SKE.
1 minute.
2 minute
3 minute
Rena who always checks her google+ all the time.
Please don't see it.
Please be busy.
As much as I want you to care for me, please don't see it right now.
There is really no need.
4 minute
4 minute 40 second
Just 10 second more.
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待っていてあげてください
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Thank you.
Thank you for replying so quickly. Thank you for telling everyone to wait for me as well.
But why is it that I'm not happy to receive concern from you?
Why are there tears flowing down my cheeks instead?
There's a mail from her as well.
I'll open it later.
When my tear glands stop secreting.
When I've given up on you.
片想いFinally
An end to my unrequited love, finally.
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i love jurina <3 she's a hardworker and always try her best..i like wmatsui, but i think that wmatsui is more likely like sisters..rena likes airin..and jurina likes cute girls XD
one more thing..jurina is belong to ske..not team k..but i hope her temporary transfer to team k will make good impact..
ganbatte jurina!
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#30 Yakiniku - NMB48 Fukumoto Aina X Yamada Nana
For the Anon that requested for Ainyan X Nana
Really short drabble.
(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m48873SGTf1qmca3fo1_400.jpg)
Picture not related, it’s just my favourite two-shot of them
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We've been busy with the new single, recording for television programs and radio shows recently.
It's been a while since I last went out with Aina.
Seeing that we're both finally free, this time Fukumoto was in charge of choosing the location.
We agreed to meet at 3 to do some shopping as usual, and have dinner together.
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As expected of Fukumoto.
Although I arrived on time, but when I met her, she was already eating a melon pan.
"Eating, eating, eating. The only thing you're good at is eating"
"That's not right!"
"I'm good at sports too!"
Why do you look so proud saying that.
It makes me feel like punching you.
But on the accord that we've not met like this for quite some time, and that if I really punched her, and she got injured, I'll end up taking care of her anyway.
I shall let it go.
Fukumoto, who's eyes still sparkle when she sees food even though she's already nineteen.
"Look at you, your face is dirty."
"Hahaha~"
"Baba, wipe it for me~"
How horrible.
I'm used to Fukumoto, who is about my age, following the juniors in calling me that.
But using this tone when asking me for a request?
Fukumoto Aina, in your dreams.
Ah, I've accidentally let that thought slip.
"Okay! I want to~"
"It would be good if Nana could appear in my dream"
"Don't say such words that would make people misunderstand"
"Even though I'm the one who said it, but Nana is the one with the ero expression"
"I'll give you my share of food, so stop saying such things "
"I don't want it"
"Eh?! You don't? But this is your favourite meat"
"I should record this down. Fukumoto Aina is actually full for once"
"That's not it."
"It's just, compared to eating, I'll rather continue talking to Nana like this"
In a yakiniku shop, two black hair girls who were sitting in the front of a metal plate, faces turned red.
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I didn’t want to post this just yet, because i’m not exactly done with it, and it turned out longer than expected ._.
But with majisuka3 airing soon, it can’t be helped. there’s quite a number of half-written fics that needs to be finished ;_;
Here’s chapter 1. Really short though. ;_;
[1] TWO ROSE - W Matsui ---
If only you were just a rose.
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"I'm here to kill you."
"Go ahead."
"Why."
"Why."
"Why!!!!"
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In a small town, a girl pulls her hood down, her light brown cloak fluttering along with the wind.
"It's here."
Instinctively, her hands moves down to her waist and she strokes her scabbard lightly.
She follows the deserted road and makes her way to town.
The inn, as expected, was nearly empty, save for the occasional drinking villager or two.
Few words were exchanged as she booked a room, left her belongings and quickly went back down.
The sun was setting.
As she reached for the door, even without her acute senses, she could feel stares on her back.
And then someone finally spoke.
"You're heading out?"
She nodded.
"Young lady, if you do not mind me interfering, it's not the wisest move to go out now. We don't get many visitors around here. It would be nice if you could last a little longer."
"There's something I need to do."
"Couldn't it wait til morning?"
"Does this have to do with the monster?"
"So you've heard of it as well."
"Rumours. Only bits and pieces of it."
"Then it would do you very well to stay."
"If you could tell me more, perhaps I would be more frightened and less stubborn."
"I'm afraid I do not know more than you do."
"Then I must leave now."
"Be careful."
"I'll try to find out more!"
She heads to the bookstore as instructed beforehand.
The bookstore, although small, had a decent selection of books. Books that she never heard of.
Trying seem as if she was glancing around casually, she grabs a book, one that she's read many times before, 車輪の下(Underneath the wheel) and the one she was instructed to find.
She would have chosen to linger around a little longer if not for the shopkeeper looking as if he was in a hurry to chase her out to close the store.
She thanks him as he passes her the change while he thanked her, deep from his heart.
As she stepped out, the shutters were closed and the door locked at once.
Down the street she was at, there was not a single soul. Even the crows were not around.
She makes her way back calmly at her usual pace.
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Lunatic, or better referred to as a monster was not from these parts. She appeared one day and roams the streets at night laughing, and killing as she liked, but was never caught. Each time, the deceased died in a different manner, sometimes from a punctured lung, sometimes from a cracked skull, but each time, there was bound to be bloodshed.
There was also another little-known fact, that she was actually from another country, sent to a mental institute in this country, but then escaped and came to this town. Or so it was said.
That, was what Matsui Jurina gathered from the people in the inn that night. Or rather, they did their best to cough this out to prevent her from leaving the house after dusk next time.
She thanks them politely and heads back into her room, promising that she would listen to them during her short stay here.
The pieces of information was nothing new to her. She just wanted to quickly get back to her room to read her fourth copy of Beneath the Wheel. Each time she travelled to a place that had it in a different language, she would buy one and read it. An odd hobby she picked up.
She sits on her bed and reads the first chapter of the book slowly, as if there was a need to absorb every single word. Satisfied, she finally takes the other book out and slashes it with a knife to reveal a slip of paper and a key.
This was not a measure used often. Her previous jobs tended to be more technologically advanced. The target was usually pin-pointed and she just had to wait around before she making her move. Although a little unsettled, she slept as usual that night.
She trusted Nezumi after all.
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Could anyone explain this story about what..
I can't catch the story
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:OMG: What's going on?
Can't wait for next update!
ArígatoU! :kneelbow:
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is the monster Rena??
update soon please..
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TWO ROSE will be continued on another thread.
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This was a birthday fic for a friend.
it's nothing depressing, but the writing became a little uh weird.
#32 もんじゃ焼き - monjyayaki - manachuri
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Manatsu!"
"Manatsu!"
"nnnmanatsuuu"
No response.
Mukaida Manatsu continues to walk ahead as if she heard nothing.
I ran up and grabbed her pair of hands that were larger than mine.
She quickly broke free from them and looked at me expressionlessly.
"Takayanagi-san, what do you want?"
Not again.
She's being cold to me again.
Forbidding me to touch her.
And ignoring my mails.
"I-I..."
I, who seem to become like a real bird(a parrot in this case) in front of this sort of Manatsu.
"If it's nothing important then I'll be going now. I don't wish to waste any of Takayanagi-san's precious time when she could going out with others."
Ah.
So that's it.
That's the reason why she's been ignoring me.
"That's not true! Spending time together with Manatsu is more important than the others!"
"Really"
"July! After July I'll definately eat monjyayaki together with Manatsu!"
Perhaps it was because I got agitated, I accidentally shouted that out.
"You actually remembered."
Her voice became softer when she said this.
"Yup. Akane wouldn't forget her promise with Manatsu"
"But why July?"
"Because that's when the summer holidays begin~"
I randomly gave an excuse.
I want to eat with you soon too, but it's not possible until I achieve it.
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「Manatsu！」
I received this sort of mail when I reached home after school.
Sender: Takayanagi Akane
I know my name is Manatsu.
Since you mailed me, you definately have something to say to me, there is no need to remind me what I'm called.
Ignore.
Another mail came 3 minutes later.
「I'm sorry! I was too excited earlier on so I send it out before I finished typing. Churi has learnt how to cook monjyayaki! Look! I'm great aren't I! Manatsu let's quickly eat together soon! So please pretend I didn't make that silly mistake earlier on~ heehee」
There was a photo attached to the mail.
(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m6n5eukIa31qkgmlgo1_1280.jpg)
So it's already July.
「Let's go when Churi is free. But Churi better take responsibility if I cannot perform the stages because I don't feel well after eating.」
「I will I will! Let's eat together next week!」
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I was more nervous than usual today.
Walking to and fro at the store we agreed beforehand.
So much that I didn't even realise Manatsu's arrival.
"What is Churi doing?"
"Eh! Manatsu you've arrived?"
"I've been standing here for 5minutes. What is Churi doing?"
"Let's go in!"
I avoided the question by changing the topic.
We were probably the only ones dumb enough to enter a shop full of steam and heat with the oil splattering away on a scorching hot summer day
The store attendants who were originally idling around immediately jumped at the opportunity to do something and welcomed us warmly.
"What flavour does Manatsu want to eat?"
"I don't know."
"If you can't decide shall we eat the ones we ate the other time?"
"That's fine"
Just like what happened last year.
We poured the ingredients onto the metal plate.
And then clumsily tried to cook.
"Would you two like our assistance?
But this time
"Thank you, but there's no need. We'll do it ourselves"
Recalling the weird feeling I felt previously when I saw Manatsu saying how great the store attendants were when they cooked and eating monjyayaki that was cooked by others happily.
And how I suddenly decided to secretly learn how to cook monjyayaki and then practiced cooking on the rare off days I had.
Because I'm not astute enough I ended up dragging it til today.
And led you to misunderstand that I forgot our promise.
"Is is delicious?"
"It's delicious"
I gathered up my courage and asked.
"Is it tastier than the one we had last year?"
"It's probably because Akane added an extra ingredient secretly when I wasn't looking"
"I didn't! Does that mean it tastes better?"
"It's because I've not eaten it in a while that's why it's better."
"Then Manatsu should eat more ~"
"Does Akane think that it's delicious?"
Comparing the monjyayaki last year which was originally supposed to be salty but tasted sour and the monjyayaki that somehow tasted sweet today
"Delicious"
(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m726zw2nUw1qmca3fo1_250.jpg)
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As always I enjoyed the snippets of reality interspersed into the story.
Tsun tsun Manatsu is also one of the most adorable things on earth.
Thanks for the story!
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it feels more realistic when you connect your OS with ManaChuri google+ update and such... :twothumbs
Thank you for your update!
ArígatoU! :kneelbow:
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Me Gusta.More Mayuki pretty please.
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i love your manachuri fic..it's so sweet..
waiting for more updates from you..
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Thanks. :)
I like writing manachuri based on their real life interactions.
Really belated fic for Rena's birthday again this year. >_>
The setting is after Magical Radio.
#33 Happy - W Matsui
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"Good work everyone. Take a five minute break."
"Jurina, don't forget that you have to meet the director for dinner tomorrow to discuss the new movie."
"I will."
Matsui Jurina grabbed a bottle of tea, sat on the nearby stool and checked her phone, not wanting to waste any second of her precious break.
1 new mail. Matsui Rena.
「Jurina, are you free tomorrow night for dinner?」
She types her reply almost immediately.
「I am」
Exactly 4 minutes and 40 seconds later, she stands up and walks to her manager.
" About the dinner tomorrow... I forgot I had something on."
"Couldn't you postpone it?"
"I can't"
"But this is your big chance."
He gives her a look of exasperation but she returns him with her usual stubborn look.
"I'll have to wait for another then."
Her 5 minutes is up and she walks away just like that and returning back to work.
Just like the professional actress she was supposed to be.
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Somewhere in certain restaurant, a waiter leads a girl to her reserved seat.
She didn't have to wait long til another girl came and sat on the seat opposite of her.
Before the other girl could greet, she's already shot a question.
"You got heartbroken again didn't you?"
Straightforward. Just as always.
"Is that the first thing you have to say to me when we've not met for so long?"
"Rena-chan don't avoid the question~"
"...I did"
The waiter comes and serves them their meal before Rena had any chance to look at the menu.
It was the restaurant's signature dish. A dish that was spicy and absolutely had no meat.
She takes a bite and her eyes widened a little with joy.
The look of happiness that appears when people eat something they really like.
She had everything prepared.
"You always come crying to me when you get rejected."
Jurina spoke, after a while, when they were at least half done with their meal.
As if she was choosing the right moment to say that.
A bite.
"...I noticed"
"I'm really sorry to impose on you all the time, even though you've not been back at the radio station after all these years."
"It's okay."
She didn't think she could stand it.
Not if going back meant that she had to see Rena go head over heels with someone each time.
Even after she's built up all these acting experiences over the year it was still hard to smile at her and wish her "good luck" everytime when all she wanted to do was to curse at the other party and hope that it didn't turn out well.
A few mouthfuls.
"Even though you're really busy acting in all the films and trying to become an outstanding actress again"
"I'm not that busy."
There was no tell tale signs of a lie.
"So feel free to call on me anytime if you need someone."
"Thank you."
They both stared at the remains of the food on their plates awkwardly. Neither sure how to continue the conversation.
"Shall we have dessert?"
"Yes. Yes. That's a good idea."
She waves her hand and signals to the waiter.
A small strawberry shortcake was placed on the table with a candle on it.
Rena's eyes widens once again that night.
But this time, she wasn't eating anything at the moment.
"You remembered!"
"Yup."
"I've forgotten about it myself."
"Even if Rena-chan forgets, it's okay. I'll be there to remember it for you."
"Jurina is always this direct"
A laugh.
Because she knows that if she's that direct as she claims things wouldn't be like that now.
"Jurina, are you happy?"
She breathes in.
"Yes."
And then she pushes the plate towards her.
"Make a wish."
"I don't need to."
"It's already been fulfilled."
"I'll make a wish then."
"Wishes don't work this way!"
She ignores the other girl and blows her candle out.
"What was Jurina's wish?"
"What was Rena-chan's wish?"
"To have someone who would always remember things for me when I forget~"
"Rena-chan! Tell me!"
"I'll only say it if you say what your wish was"
"But wishes don't come true when you say it!"
"Then I'm not telling."
"Are you happy?"
"Yes."
"It was for you to be happy. What was Rena-chan's wish?"
"For everyone in the radio station to be happy."
While she has indeed grew and matured across the years, there are some parts of the heart that remains small as ever.
She believes in karma and feels that someone like her would never be able to attain the happiness everyone else has.
Her wish was for the person she liked to be happy.
Because I know that I'll never be.
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oh god this is sad..
:kneelbow:
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It's 2nd September.
It's been a year since team puro....
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#34 One year - Nanparu (Shimazaki Haruka X Mori Anna)
One year ago, she searched online and saved her photos.
One year later, she searches online and saves her photos.
One year ago, they subscribed to each other's mail.
One year later, she subscribes to hers alone.
She does not say anything about it, as if its some sort of magic spell.
as if by not admitting it she can continue to pretend as if nothing happened.
as if everything was still the same.
Although it is not.
She is stubborn.
She is introverted.
She keeps everything to herself without a prince to spoil her.
She has to grow.
And so she does.
It is such events that allow one to mature.
For what doesn't kill you makes you stronger.
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One year ago she received a huge shock.
One year later, she receives another shock.
She has grown in the past year. She understands why this must be done.
There are Antis out there.
There are people who do not know of their existence.
There are people who think that this team is pointless.
There are people who do not know the hard work they've put in.
How they started out. How much they tried to gain recognition.
The uncertainty they felt when using "I am from Team 4" in their self introduction.
How much they wanted to be acknowledged as a team.
But not everyone sees it that way.
They only see them as kenkyuusei. As if they were not full fledged members just like the others.
Because, how, despite, being a full member, they had to be "unders" for other team's performance.
But they grit their teeth and continue. This only makes them stronger. They would not give up.
They work even harder.
But all has gone to waste.
She learns and she understands that in order to survive in this world, there are some things that cannot be said.
So she doesn't say them.
But the heart is different. What doesn't come out of her mouth has once again ended up being shown in another way.
In her mind, she thinks she has calmed down and continues to look indifferent.
But on this new stage, with all the familiar members, to sing a song that they've wanted to.
The familiar moves, the familiar tune, the familiar words she utters as she sings and dance.
With the familiar people who've been beside her.
She realised that tears was falling.
She was crying.
Not entirely because of their efforts in vain.
Not entirely because they would have one lesser chance to perform this.
Not entirely because they were no longer a team.
But because.
Deep inside her, there was a small glimmer of hope.
There was someone else who has yet to return.
Someone, who used to be beside her.
Someone, who said that she might return.
But right now.
The small glimmer of hope in her has died together with the sun.
Because there was no longer a home for her to return to anymore.
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Paruru! :err: :gyaaah:
ArígatoU! :kneelbow:
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PARURUUUU :gyaaah: ANNAAA :fainted:
the shit is come and my fav team had gone :temper:
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Requested by knightsofnever
Original request was for Jurina/Sayaka, but it was alright to write Sayamilky instead.
So i took the easy way out. m(_ _)m
#35 - Ice skating rink - sayamilky
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In a small city, there were cinemas, shopping centers, supermarkets and more.
There were some students who didn't head home straight after school. They had their favourite haunts that they liked to frequent.
The students from this school was not an exception either.
Just like any high-school girl out there, she goes to school, attends club activities and then goes home.
But every Wednesday, she drops by the skating rink and rents a pair of skates and gloves.
The skating rink is cold but she doesn't bring a change of clothes. She's in her school uniform. It's summer and her uniform is short sleeved.
Although the cold affects her, she doesn't seem to mind as she steps onto the rink.
At this time of the day, there are only a few of them skating.
Or at the very least, trying to skate.
She doesn't have to wait long before a certain short hair girl makes her way towards her.
"Aren't you cold?"
"It's a trouble to bring a change of clothing," she laughs and shakes it off.
The crew member stretches out her hand and she grabs it.
They take a single step at a time, slowly.
Each time, she teaches her patiently.
1 hour 55 minutes later, when her session has nearly ended, they would always end it this way.
She would ask the other girl to hold on to her hands tightly, as she skated along the ring quickly, somewhat, dragging her along.
And then, she brings her safely to the exit, holding her hand all the time.
She thanks her and smiles, saying that she was a great teacher and would drop by again next week.
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There are many reasons for one to like a particular place and she agrees.
There were many reasons for her to love the ice-skating rink.
But only one mattered the most.
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They met by chance.
Her classmate, who heard of a certain place that served good yakiniku from her friends in the class next door brought her to this area. A place that she's never been before.
It was one and a half hour train ride from her school.
It was then did she realise that an indoor rink existed here.
That was when she met her.
The first time she entered the rink, Yamamoto Sayaka greeted her warmly.
She introduced herself and offered to help if she needed any.
"I'm Watanabe Miyuki."
And she showered her with all her attention, like she was her teacher.
"Do you work here every day?"
"Nope. I'm a part-timer. I'm only here on Wednesday, Friday and Sunday."
And so she only came on Wednesdays. Not any other day. Even when she was free.
"How should I thank you?"
"You don't have to. It's my job," and she smiles at her.
"Thanks for teaching me. And for keeping me warm."
On a Thursday two weeks later, that same friend asks her out once again.
"I can't make it today. I've got an ice-skating competition coming right up."
"Another time then~ Wouldn't want you to break your three year winning streak because of me."
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Because the only time she gets to hold the hand of the person she likes openly is at the ice skating rink.
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AN:
Yes. Watanabe Miyuki was lying all along about not knowing how to skate.
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kyaa~
the sayamilky fic is so sweet..i love it <3
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Awwe~ Milky :">
Y u so sweet ~ xD
Sayanee is lucky ;u;