Unnecessary FoF RantFirst, I want to apologize for the lateness. Onionboy bows in forgiveness
First week I was supposed to update, my friends got into a fight and I was stuck in the middle trying to be mediator. Sucks to be in the middle.
Second week I was supposed to update, an extra and stressful work was handed down to me. Another sucky thing.
And now, in the third week, I finally update.
Such an accomplishment for me since tomorrow I'm going away for two months overseas.
Yeah, and because of that, the weekly updates are def on hold. As I have no idea if I'm able to write there because of tiredness from traveling around.
So yeah, bad news. Sorry about that.
But I will try to write while I'm away. Hopefully I can. Wish me luck on writing.
So anyway, with that away...
My replies to commenters:@anonymousdowner: When I first saw the gif, I instantly cried out, 'Betty! I'm going to miss you!'
I probably cried that out knowing the inevitable end of this fic is nearing.
And you know, I've seen that creepy gif in an anime before. I think it was...Ouran? Can't remember, but seeing that here crying in blood, yeah it is creepy.
It's A-okay for the lateness of comments, really.
Knowing that you still read it, make me a happy FoF.
And lol at the auto-correct. I've had problems with that as well.
Stolen identity? Seriously?
I'll def lock my house then. That's a disturbing news.
I hope everything's okay on your side now.
Ah, compliments. Thanks for the kind words.
Despite me feeling a bit awkward in reading such, it still makes me smile. So I tend to make a face like this ->
whenever I read compliments. Still, I'm thankful for them.
You learned how to play 'I promise' on the guitar?! COOL!
Congratz on that then.
I'm sure your religious aunt was singing praises on your accomplishment. She's probably nudging her friends in the side saying, 'That's my niece.' while you're singing and playing the guitar.
I can totally imagine that.
I'm pretty sure your grammar is perfect. Seriously. You have a way with words and they're like coated with flowery essence or flowery...flowers.
Sorry about that, I just can't describe it in words. But seriously, it's perfect. This time I'm pretty sure I have the time to read them.
Oh and I prefer the unedited version of your fic.
If you have an unedited version, do give me the link.
Oh yeah, don't watch Groundhog day, okay? It's boring and the reason I just indicated that in this fic is because I just suddenly remember that.
But yeah, I found it boring as well.
And thanks for reminding me about Mariko-sama's fang as well. I suddenly remember it when you mentioned it.
Two Fangs.
Thanks for reading and commenting!
Weird feeling panda is back eh?
@dee1711: You know, when you first commented saying you needed space to rant, I felt scared.
I suddenly remembered how you threatened to tie me up while holding a bowl of Katsudon back then in your PM.
That is one scary threat.
I don't know why that image suddenly flashed inside my mind. But then when you edited your comment, I felt relieved.
Thank you for squeeeing at that time. I'm glad you like that chap. No threatening to tie me up holding up a bowl of katsudon then? Yey!
Smile's POV huh. I was thinking Miichan's and Haruna's POV...but if you want Smile's as well, sure I can add that too.
Hopefully I can do that.
Crazies being crazies are on hold in the mean time. Maybe after the birth of MariHaru, I'm going to add some madness for the group.
And so so sorry about how updated at the wrong time.
Only having 3 hours of sleep can be rough, so I thank you for reading/skimming through it despite the sucky timing.
I feel that right now, my timing's sucky as well.
The compliments? Much thanks.
It's highly appreciated. Anyway, thanks for reading and commenting!
@lovemariharu: Sorry about the lateness.
Reading your second comment about me observing in the background makes me feel like some sort of a ghost or a stalker or something.
At that time I could only look in the shadows for a limited time because of work.
So yeah, I was sort of the ghost type at that time.
Haruna wanting to go in the club seem a bit out of her character huh. But I think i can explain why she wanted to in the next chap.
Oh so you were a Mariko oshi first? Well for me, I was a Takamina oshi, still is actually, but nowadays I'm finding that I'm more of a Mariko oshi now. I think her trolliness just got me.
It's funny actually since when I was a Takamina oshi, I didn't like Mariko-sama because she always seem to tease Takamina. But then, I watched MG1 and Sado just made me squee for her awesomeness.
So my hate/dislike towards her turned into love/like. It's like the saying, 'there's a thin line between hate and love.'
So true.
As for Haruna, I've always liked the no3b girls, so yeah, I like Haruna as well.
Thanks for reading and commenting.
Sorry about the delay again.
@crazywota: Your comment made me LOL a lot.
I don't know why, but somehow I kinda knew you were going to react as such. With you being frustrated I mean. Somehow that's the reaction that I thought I was going to receive along with the threats for such a clinffhanger I did. You did all that. Good job!
I seem to have the worst timing to update huh. Sorry about that.
I'm actually flattered that you said goodbye to your bitchy things and made room to read this fic. Thank you for that.
And sorry for making you late in your class.
Hope you didn't get any trouble for that.
Internal curses for the author is welcome.
The Adam and Eve huh? That actually came to me just seconds before writing that scene. I just remembered Haruna being goody-goody, then the Bible then suddenly Genesis. Seriously, that Adam and Eve bit came to me that way.
Hearing Mariko-sama say my name would be epic! But like you said, it is pretty impossible. Sucks to be us then.
You saying much is highly appreciated.
Good luck on hell school!
Anyway, thanks for reading and commenting!
@flameeyes: Ah, the barfing of rainbows. Wish I could do that as well.
I remember reading your comic strip. Now I don't see it anymore.
Still, it was Awesome!
Thanks for spending 30mins in doing that.
Sorry about the late update.
I really tried to update earlier than today, but too much pressure and stress so I just took my time. That and I can't seem to shorten the chapter so I ended up writing a lot again.
Season two huh. No harm in hoping. And honestly, I really don't know. Let's just wait if a season 2 fits the ending that I'm thinking of.
Anyway, thanks for reading and commenting!
@yanouchi: Thanks for smiling for 2 hours after reading that chap.
Makes me happy that readers are happy about that chap.
Haruna, Miichan and Sayaka's hearts did go all doki doki when Mariko first called them by their names. The remaining crazies who have yet to go all doki doki is Sae and Tomochin.
Oh, that Mariko sitting on the floor with Haruna sitting on the bed bit? I honestly haven't seen a scene like that too, but it suddenly crossed my mind when I remember how Haruna often looks down so I added that. It does look cool when I imagine that too. It's like...so mushy.
I'm glad you like that scene.
And shucks, I smiled at the take care bit of your comment. Thanks. I'll def take care of my health, eat well and sleep well. You should too yanouchi-san.
Thanks for reading and commenting!
Good luck on hell school!
@kahem: Honestly, your comment made me nervous to update since it is hard to write awesome chapters.
While I was writing, I kept on asking myself if this was awesome enough and well...forgive me if this chap isn't awesome.
It is rather plain and ordinary and probably boring as well.
Auto delete function is a pretty handy thing to have, really. It def saves life. But then again, there are times when auto delete function can be harmful to your health as your friends would slap you for not remembering something. Happens to me all the time.
Anyway, thanks for reading and commenting!
@O r i g a m i: Another comment that made me nervous.
No harm done though. I actually turned the nervousness I felt into good use and tried my very best!
So, hopefully you'd like this chapter despite it being plain and also boring.
Aww shucks. Thanks for the love.
And I'm right! I knew you were SeSe.
It's pretty cool how you can change your username. I didn't know jphip has that kind of function.
Double post and re-reading the whole thing is highly appreciated as well. Thank you.
Knowing someone rereading makes me nervous though as I have yet edited the errors in the previous chapters.
Still I'm thankful for the rereads.
Thanks for reading and commenting!
@Chichay12: Thanks for liking it!
Seeing the emoticons you used to convey the feels you felt when you read this is definitely entertaining to see.
It's fun to see Onionboy and...uh...inverted heart shaped girl or sweet potato girl (?)moving around.
I seriously don't know who that gif is.
Thanks for reading and commenting!
@m00nchild: Miichan and Mariko moment got to you? Wow. I did something good then.
It's nice to know that I can make the reader feel something. It makes an author happy.
Miichan and Mariko does have a dysfunctional relationship, yet they're loyal to each other.
Hmm, regarding Miichan having feelings for Mariko, I'd say she does have feelings for her best friend. Or rather, she did.
In my head, she did.
But, let's save that for Miichan's POV later on.
Thanks for reading and commenting!
@RJay: Late comments are okay.
I know how busy people can be. No harm done, RJay-san!
Don't worry about leaving comments that are short. Be it short or long, it's high appreciated.
Oh, Geez. The kissing scene.
Honestly, there was supposed to be a kissing scene in the last chapter with an intoxicated Haruna attacking Mariko. But then, I honestly don't know why I suddenly scratched that.
Can't remember why.
Sorry but the kissing scene is on hold for now. Do wait for it since for you, I'll make it hot as possible.
That's a lol for me since I'm not confident enough with hot scenes. But, I'll try.
Anyway, Thanks for reading and commenting.
Hopefully, your studies are going well.
@alexiel17: Thanks for the compliment.
You do know that I suck at receiving compliments, right?
But that doesn't mean that it's not highly appreciated, because it it.
Thankf you!
I'm glad you like that last chap and that it brought you full of feels.
And yeah, ready your pervy emoticons because the perv virus will soon spread.
Ah, POF sequel. I'm pretty sure it won't take me a century to make a sequel to that.
Maybe after this fic, I'll update that. I haven't really thought of the main storyline for POF. And I'm sure the readers to that are going to expect the Black Ops to show again. So yeah, head bleed for me.
Do wait for it and I'll def PM you if I update that.
I do know that you're busy and all, so I'll def give you the heads up when that time comes.
Thanks for reading and commenting lexi!
To dear thank you pressers and silent readers, I thank you as well. Wow, new record for replying to the comments.
I think that took me two hours to finish.
My brother kept pestering me so...maybe that's why it took long.
Totally worth though.
So yeah, weekly updates are def on hold because of my trip. But I'll really try my best to update just so we could finish this before the year ends.
Thanks for understanding. And thanks for the niceness.
Oh yeah, just a note.
Italicized wordings as such are flashbacks or phone conversations.
This chapter contains a lot of those so, hopefully, it won't be too confusing especially the flashback since I've arranged it differently.
Tell me if it's too confusing so I can explain or edit it.
With that, I warn:
This is fiction. If I ever offend someone, please feel free to tell me. With that, ENJOY the plain chapter!
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many thanks to
yanouchi and
crazywota for the poster
Chapter 14: From Confusion to Clarity!Ever wonder why the sky is blue?
Some people would probably know the answer to that, people who probably love physics. Those people would probably offer you a complicated answer explaining thoroughly why the sky is blue, making your head bleed from all those information. If you don’t know the real answer then someone asked you again why the sky is blue, you’d probably shrug as if you don’t know, ignore them or probably ask them what the fuck are they on to ask you something like that.
If it were me, what would my answer be you ask?
If it were me, I’d probably do those three with my usual eye rolling technique. No surprise there. Yeah, I’ve done that a lot whenever Miichan asks me tons of stuff like that. Anyway, if I’m feeling all goody-goody, I could offer them a simple answer to make them shut up. What’s my answer you ask?
It just is.
Simple right? Yeah, I used that a couple of times on Miichan but, unfortunately, it didn’t make her shut up. I then told her to just search the fucking answer at google since she really wanted to know. She’d scowl at me for not knowing the answer and I just—wait, why the hell am I talking about Crazy Psycho here anyway?! Ugh. Okay, useless topic aside, my point is, why make things complicated right? If someone asks you something, you can offer them a simple answer. Remember Dr. Seuss’s famous quote?
‘Sometimes the question is complicated and the answer is simple.’
It’s as easy as that, right? Yeah, it is. But then again, what if you were the one who asked the question? Would you be satisfied with their simple answer? It depends, right? Yeah well, for me, being on the receiving end, even if I like simple answers…I wasn’t satisfied with hers. Her answer, I mean.
No…I wasn’t satisfied. Not one bit.
Why you ask?
I just wasn’t.
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“I can’t do it…she’s too…heavy. I’m dying here.” Miichan said gritting her teeth as she took another step up of the stairs with a sleeping Haruna behind her back. I leaned my head to the side from behind them, my hands on Haruna’s back for support.
“You’ve only been carrying her for about…five steps.” I said as looked at the stairs, my eyes narrowed. “Going to quit now?”
“Well it’s not my fault she’s heavy!” She growled back, taking another step upward. “Why doesn’t this place have a working elevator anyway?!”
“Well you could help repair it if you want.” I suggested with a shrug.
“Damn right I will.” She mumbled, making me to chuckle softly knowing quite well that she’d whine at Yuki about this so that the Sexytary can report back to rich dad. Heh. Typical Crazy Psycho.
Oh, yeah, apparently, we’re carrying the drunkard upward by ourselves since the dorm head caught us sneaking Smiles inside just so he could carry Haruna up our room. Let me tell you, the veins in her eyes made an appearance again as she told us to carry our friend ourselves because she’s our responsibility and all that crap. Even told us in bold and capital letters that NO BOYS ARE ALLOWED INSIDE THE DORMITORY which scared the hell out of Smiles as she leaned closer to him. And by closer, I mean just a couple of inches closer and Smiles would be lip locking with our lovable dorm head. I’m placing the sarcasm at the word lovable, just so you know.
“Mariko…I’m at my limit.” Miichan said as she turned her head, trying to look down at me.
“You do know that our room is on the third floor, right? We’re not even halfway there yet.”
“Marikooooo~” She whined, pouting as she looks at me. I shook my head and rolled my eyes. Goddamn whiney Crazy Psycho.
“Just go up a few more steps and we’ll switch.” I relented with a sigh as I pushed the two upward. Soon enough, I was carrying my roommate while the Crazy Psycho supports us from behind, her hands on Haruna’s back.
“You don’t find her heavy, huh? You sure are strong for a skinny girl, Mariko.” Miichan said, probably beaming behind me. I could only grit my teeth as I continue to carry sleeping beauty behind me. I can feel her breathing on the side of my neck, cooling the trail of sweat that came from the side of my face. This is one hell of a work out. First Crazy Psycho, now Betty. What a day this is turning out to be, huh.--
“Mariko, wake up!” Sayaka hissed as she nudged me with her elbow, making me to groan as I slowly opened my eyes.
“Why?” I groaned out huskily as I slowly sat up and began stretching, trying to awaken my still sleepy body.
She let out an exasperated sigh. “Well for one thing, you slept all throughout the class.”
I frowned upon hearing that and turned to look up front, noticing the lack of the baldy professor by the board. It was only then did I notice that the students were also packing up and heading towards the exit. Huh. I guess I did sleep all throughout the class. How did I even manage that without even getting caught?
Sayaka probably noticed the confusion on my face as she explained, “I had to tell the professor how you weren’t feeling well and he actually bought it.” She raised her eyebrow at me, her lips forming a playful smile. “He probably likes you or something. I tell you, he looked smitten at your drooling face earlier.”
“I was going to thank you for covering for me, but hearing that last bit…nah, forget it.” I rolled my eyes and brushed her off as I waved my hand. Our balding professor having a crush on me? Psh, yeah right. Probably didn’t care about how one student is sleeping. And drool face? Me? Yeah right again! I felt for the corner of my lips just to check if I was indeed drooling and well…damn right yeah right again! Psh. Shaking my head, I began packing my things, letting out a yawn as I do so.
“Sleeping in class eh? And you call me Snorlax. Tch.” She scoffed, making me to roll my eyes again. “Didn’t you get enough sleep last night?”
“What do you think?” I scowled as stood up and slung my bag on my shoulder. Without bothering to wait for her, I made my way towards the exit. I wasn’t the least bit surprised when she hurriedly followed and caught up to me.
“I’ll take that as a yes then.” She said as she walks beside me. “And I take it you didn’t drink your usual elixir earlier with Miichan? You know, doing your usual bestie breakfast together thing?”
I just let out a yawn, rubbing my tired eyes not bothering to answer her question. It made her lean her head closer to me, observing me closely as we continue to walk the hallway. I continue to ignore her, offering her silence as she rudely stares at me. Only when she uttered a name did she got a reaction from me.
“Haruna.” She suddenly said, making me flinch. Internally, I was cursing myself for flinching just by hearing a name. But then again, with what happened earlier still damn fresh in my mind, it really can’t be helped. Ugh, it irks me that Sayaka’s mind here is turning from that flinching thing I did. I watch from the corner of my eye as a grin formed on her lips. “Is she the reason why you didn’t have enough sleep last night?” She teasingly asks, making my eyebrow twitch again. Goddamn nerve all twitchy happy!
“I can’t believe you really went with my advice and really took a bite of her.” She assumed as she chuckled then began nudging my side. “You probably ate her out last night, eh?”
I stopped walking, turned to her, crossed my arms over my chest and gave her an indifferent stare. She continues to laugh, seemingly unfazed with my apathetic stare. I shook my head and let out a sigh as I say, “Just so you know, my respect points for you just hit rock bottom. I’m back to calling you Snorlax.”
She instantly stopped laughing and turned to me, her head cocked to the side as confusion crossed her features. “Respect points? What’s tha—wait a minute.” She cuts herself off and slowly, her confusion was replaced with amusement as she asks, “Does that mean you respect me or something?” while she points a finger at me.
I rolled my tired eyes and began walking away again. I’m too tired to say any snide comments really, that’s why my Scrooge side seems tamed right now. Lack of sleep and not being able to drink coffee does that to me. God, all I want to do right now is to sleep and hopefully not wake up EVER. But I have a feeling that won’t happen anytime soon since God likes to torture me so much.
“You do don’t you? You respect me in your own Scrooged up way!” Snorlax beamed as she caught up to me. “Sae is so going to flip again once I tell her about this. Heh. Let me tell you, when I told her earlier how you called me by my name yesterday, she went all green with envy!”
See? Pure torture right there. I narrowed my eyes as she continues to gush out about how I made her Pokemon heart beat fast by saying her name. I made a face at that as we continue to walk until I saw someone heading our way; a girl, frowning as she reads a book in her hands. She looked so engrossed with what she’s reading that she was completely unaware of the dangers that might befall her if she doesn’t look where she’s going. Bumping into someone perhaps? Hmmm. Preferable the person yapping beside me, that is if I just—
Without any second thoughts, I waited for the perfect timing then surprised Snorlax by pushing her slightly to the side just where the reading girl is. I couldn’t help but grin when the two collided with each other with a groan as they staggered for balance, their things falling to the floor, earning them looks from the passersby.
“Oh God. I’m so sorry I just—Mariko~!“ I hear Snorlax say as I began running away from her, wearing a grin. Heh. Serves her right. Yeah yeah, how bitchy of me. Boohoo for Snorlax. Tch. Whatever. She deserves it. So don’t give me that look now. Not like she died or something. Really now.
I let out a sigh as I turned to another corner, finally slowing down after a couple of minutes of running from the crazed Pokemon. I glanced behind me to check and pursed my lips in a tight smile upon seeing no one on my trail.
“Good riddance.” I mumbled as I shook my head and began walking the hallway of Crackhouse University. I couldn’t help but let out a yawn as I passed by a bunch of students laughing. I rubbed my face and began slapping myself a couple of times as I try to awaken my still tired state. Maybe, I should just skip my classes? I mean, obviously, I’m in no condition to be a good student right now what with me being so damn sleepy.
Why am I sleepy, you ask?
…Why do you think?
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“Yey! You did it! Hurray for Mariko! Hurray!” Miichan cheered as soon as we reach our floor. “I would shower you with confetti for a job well done, but I don’t have one so, cheering for you would do.” She explained as she grinned, placing a hand on Haruna’s shoulder. I was beyond caring as I pant, trying to catch my breath with my face down and my knees trembling slightly. I faltered for a bit but quickly recovered, using the remaining strength I have just so we wouldn’t fall. Thankfully, Miichan took notice and quickly helped me with the heavy weight I’m carrying, taking my place in carrying the dead weight on my back.
“Are you going to lie there all night?” Miichan asks as she looks down at me all sprawled on the floor of the empty hallway.
“You try carrying her on your back three floors up the stairs, see for yourself and then ask me that, okay?” I growled as I closed my eyes, trying to ease the pain of carrying a dead weight on my back. Soon, I hear her steps moving away from me as she walked towards our room. I opened my eyes and watch her from the corner of my eye unmoving, my eyes on Haruna’s back as Miichan carries her across the hallway. You know, seeing Haruna’s back, I better remind myself to go back to that club and kill that guy who gave her a drink. Or maybe I should kill the sleeping beauty herself for taking drinks from strangers. Better yet, I could also kill Crazy Psycho for giving in to Betty’s wants. Hmmm. So many killings needed to be done eh? I wonder who should I kill first?
“Hey Mariko, your door’s locked, how am I going to get in?” Miichan asks while standing in front of our room.
And we have a volunteer. Ugh. Figures.
Groaning, I slowly stood up and began stretching my still sore body. I continue to stretch, working on my muscle kinks as I walked towards the two. Once near, I fished for the key inside my pocket and opened the door for her majesty, the Duchess of Psychos. Grumbling at how heavy her ‘Haruna-chan’ is, she carefully placed the drunkard on her bed and quickly slides down on the floor, groaning.
“You know, I can’t figure out why she’s so heavy when her figure is just perfect.” Miichan says as she glanced behind her where sleeping beauty is, mumbling out incoherent things.
I lay on my own bed letting out a contented sigh as the soft cushion makes my back feel a bit better. “Yeah well, she’s taller than you, so…”
“Oh. You know, I forgot about that.”
“I figured as much.” I replied, grabbed my pillow and hugged it. I turned towards Haruna’s bed as I hear her mumble out something. She then let out a soft whimper and began rubbing her eyes with the back of her hand, an act that oddly enough, reminds me of what a cat does while it sleeps. I frowned as I suddenly remember the Squirrel’s nickname for Haruna.
Nyan-Nyan.
“How cute!” Miichan gushed as she turned to the sleeping Haruna, beaming. The back of Haruna’s hand was resting on one of her closed eye, her lips parted slightly while she sleeps facing us. Grinning at the sudden thought that crossed her mind, Miichan turned to me and asks, “Hey, you think we can get her do that again?” wiggling her eyebrows suggestively.
“I think we can.” I nodded, her grin widening at my reply. “But dilemma, you have to leave, so you can’t see it.” I added with a grin of my own. I let out a soft chuckle as Miichan’s shoulder slumped, her energy seemingly depleting.
“You’re going to send me away now that I’ve only discovered the cuteness of Haruna-chan’s sleeping face?” She said, looking at me incredulously. Rolling my eyes, I slowly stood up from my bed, grabbed her wrist and began pulling her to stand.
“Correction, I’m not going to send you away. I think it’s more like…I’m kicking you out right now or else I’m going to beat the crap out of you.” I threatened with a growl as I continue to pull her up. She stays rooted on the floor, doing her retarded Popeye face as she looks up at me.
“Seashore! You just want Haruna-chan all to yourself! How selfish are you?!” She pointed out, making me to let go of her hand. I stared blankly at her for a moment until I shrugged nonchalantly.
“Yeah? So what if I am? Isn’t that what you want? I mean, didn’t you just give me your blessing as her Fairy Godmother?” I reminded her, crossing my arms over my chest as I looked down at her.
She looked stunned for a few seconds, and like a light bulb flashing inside her mind, she stood up and grinned at me. She began nudging my side saying, “Ooooh. You want her all to yourself eh? You go girl,” perversion written all over her face. Figures she’s going to say that.
Rolling my eyes, I began pushing her towards the door, tuning out whatever it is that she’s saying to me. Her tone was laced with perversion so…yeah, tuning her out is for the best. Anyway, once outside, she turned towards me, still wiggling her eyebrows as she kept the wide grin on her face. “Hey, if you need anything…and I mean anything, like lu—“
I closed the door at her face with my eyes narrowed, not bothering to know what lewd and perverted thing she’s going to suggest again. I don’t know why, but it seems that the perversion virus is spreading on the crazies these days. Hmmm. Maybe I should spray something to prevent the virus from spreading here. But, what the hell is the counter for the perversion virus anyway?
“Pray…” was Haruna’s mumbled response along with a bunch of incoherent things she added.
I blinked a couple of times as I made my way to her. Tilting my head slightly as I scratched the back of my neck. “Really? That’s the counter? Praying?”
She replied by whimpering and doing the cat thing again. Seeing that again, I couldn’t help but silently agree to Miichan that that does look cute. Like a cat. A nyan.
Nyan-Nyan…
I shook my head and turned away from my sleeping roommate, thinking of washing up before going to bed. With the necessary things I needed in my hands, I glanced behind me, looking at the sleeping form of my roommate before heading inside the bathroom. I stared at her for a moment, then with a sigh, I walked inside, wanting to freshen up along with wanting clear that unnecessary thought inside my head. --
I let out a sigh and pulled the strap of my bag higher to my shoulder. It’s funny how I can feel my body tired from the lack of sleep, yet my mind seems to be fully awake to torment me and ask me questions about what happened. Don’t you hate it when that happens?
But then again, don’t you hate it more when the reason why your mind seems to torment you suddenly appears right in front of you?
I stopped walking to stare at the person a couple of feet in front of me, coming from the crossed hallway, carrying a stack of papers. She must’ve felt that someone was staring at her as she turned to look towards my direction and suddenly froze upon seeing me. And just like that, we stood there in the middle of the hallway, just staring at each other, oblivious to the other students that pass us by. Despite the distance we have, I can still see clearly the swirling emotions behind those brown eyes of hers. And I wonder…
…could she see mine as well?
“Oh? Is that Shinoda-san?” The sudden voice of the Squirrel suddenly brought me back to reality as she leaned her head forward to look at me, her head peeking out from beside Haruna. I blinked a couple of times as I looked at the smiling Squirrel, her body completely covered because of the height of the other girl next to her.
“Hey, Shinoda-san!” The Squirrel beamed, keeping her position as she waves her hand at me. Looking at her like this, she looks like an overly excited kid, so unlike her real age. Despite me still not warming up to her and the other thoughts that seem to plague me about her, I decided to play nice, offering her an awkward smile and a hesitant wave. She looked happy at that, giving me a toothy smile, her dimples showing as she went all Squirrel mode. Seeing her like that, it made the corner of my lips arched up, but only for a second as I glanced at the other person next to her. My shoulder slumped slightly when Haruna averted her eyes away from me and began walking away, leaving her stunned boss to stare at her. I clenched my jaw tight as I watch her retreating form, feeling a bit dejected at the brush off. Guess she’s going to go all ninja on me now.
“What was that all about?” The Squirrel asks as she cocked her head to the side, looking at me with confusion across her features. I looked at the side as I placed my hands inside the pocket of my jeans and offered her a shrug.
“Ask her, but I doubt she’d give you an answer…” I muttered as I turned to where they came from, walking away. “…much like what she did to me earlier.” I added with a sigh, my eyes downcast to the floor, while the person who’s been plaguing my mind walks on the opposite end away from me.
She walks away as I do too…despite me not wanting to.
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I couldn’t help but grunt out my displeasure as I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. Keeping my lazy position of laying on the grass, I fished for my phone and opened it. The name ‘Crazy Psycho’ flashes on my screen. I let out a sigh as I stare at it. What does she want now?
“Yeah?” I greeted as I looked back at the clear sky. Why did I answer, you ask? Well for one thing, she’s been calling non-stop since morning and well if I didn’t answer, her whines will be ten times worst later on if I meet her. It’s like she’s combining all her whining energy into one big fireball to throw at me later on. Fucked up metaphor if you ask me, but…meh, it works for me. Plus, I wanted to think about other things besides Haruna so…maybe Crazy Psycho would help me out on that department. She’s…sort of pretty good at that.
“Where the hell are you?! I’ve been calling you since morning since you stood me up at the cafe! Have you forgotten our usual breakfast reflection thing? Where we talk about…things? We’re the breakfast club, remember? Of course you remember. We’ve been doing that since we came here. So why didn’t you—” She babbled, making me to roll my eyes and pull the phone away from my ear. Somehow I forgot she’d whine at me about that. It’s only today that I skipped that breakfast thing we do. Not like I will in the future. Hmm. Maybe I should. But then she’d whine non-stop about that. Ugh. No escape from the overly attached bestfriend that is Crazy Psycho.
“—it’s almost lunch time and…you’re not listening, are you?“I hear her say as I looked at my phone, my eyes narrowed at her assigned picture in my screen.
“Mmmmaaaaarrrriiiikkkkkoooooooooo~”“What?!” I growled as I held phone back against my ear. I think Crazy Psycho being my distraction is a bit of an overkill for me, huh? Right now, I’m regretting ever answering the phone.
“So, where are you? You okay?”“Of course I’m okay. Why wouldn’t I be?” I asked, frowning. Hmmm. Did she talk to…?
“Well for one thing, you missed breakfast and didn’t drink any caffeinated drinks, am I right?”“Yeah, so?” I couldn’t help but raise my eyebrow.
“No coffee and a whole lot of cursing, that’s what you do. Yet, you’re not cursing right now. See the dilemma?” She said, her voice laced with doubt and somehow I can imagine her narrowing her eyes at me, suspiciously. That’s her reason? That’s fucked up.
“Do I curse like a sailor? Do I spew curses like you spew your meal while you talk?” I retorted.
“Hmmm, you’re still grouchy. So maybe you have a slight fever or something then.” She concluded making me to roll my eyes at that.
“So where are you? Again, it’s almost lunch time, you know. Let’s eat some curry rice, c’mon, my treat. Maybe that’ll help you with your slight fever.”The corner of my lips arched up at her offer. Rice curry huh. Tempting but…weirdly enough, I’m not feeling hungry right now. So I declined her offer with a sigh. “No thanks. I’m not really hungry right now.”
I hear her let out a gasp at my reply, making me wonder if she bumped into someone or saw some chick that she finds hot. Hmmm, knowing Miichan, it’s probably the latter. Her libido seems to be absent for days, even weeks now, so I think it’s about time it started appearing again. The last girl she hit on was the doctor at the clinic. Obviously that didn’t work out well, since the good doctor threatened to report her to the dean for inappropriate…perversion or something. No surprise there, it is Crazy Psycho and all.
But, it seems that my assumption was all wrong as she yelled out,
“OH MY GOD! You’ve got amnesia! I knew it!” surprising me, making me flinch and pull the phone away from my ears.
“The coffee, the breakfast, the cursing…and now the curry rice?! Tell me where you are so I can take you to the nearest hospital!” She frantically said as I narrowed my eyes at the phone in my hand away from my ear. Listening to her like this, it’s like she’s on speaker phone what with her yelling about a fucked up article she read years ago about someone waking up and having amnesia without any serious accident. Sleep amnesia? Huh. Didn’t know that that is possible.
“—You don’t remember where you are, do you?! Oh God, oh God! What do I—” She was seriously and exaggeratingly panicking right now. I let out a sigh and decided to calm her down before she calls someone to look for me.
I held the phone back against my ear, opened my mouth to say something back, but quickly held myself back as I hear Miichan say,
“Oh, there’s Haruna-chan! Maybe she can help me find—“ And I quickly cut her off, closing my phone and pulling out the battery as I sat up.
Why did I do that, you ask?
Because I know Miichan would let me talk to her through the phone. And…right now, I don’t want to talk to her or think about her. Too much confusion, too many feels and I’m honestly too tired to think. But then again, despite me not wanting to think about her, just by hearing her name, it makes me think about her again.
I guess it’s inevitable, huh?
“So much for a distraction then.” I sighed, staring at my phone and the battery in my hands. I hugged my legs against my chest, my chin resting on top of my knees, staring at nothing.
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“That girl you like, is it me?”
I looked up at her expectantly, waiting for her to answer my question. She looked…frozen stiff, pale even as she stares at me, her eyes a bit wide. My brow furrowed and the corner of my lips tugged down as I continue to stare at her stiffened state. Slowly, my eyes made its way to her stomach, trying to see if she is still breathing. Thankfully, she still is...so, no, I didn’t kill her with my question. But, her lack of movement is…kinda giving me the creeps. I think a minute has passed when I asked that question to her and she’s still out of it. Should I be…worried now?
Thinking that it would be best to check up on her closely, I placed my hand on the floor and was about to push myself up when she stuttered,“Wh-wh-what?” her eyebrows knitted slightly together as she continues to look down at me. I let out a soft sigh, somewhat relieved that she was okay. I mean, it’d be bad if I killed her with a simple question, right? And is that…even possible? Death by a question? Huh. How lame.
I shook my head, dismissing the unnecessary thoughts inside my head. I raised my eyebrows slightly upward and offered her a small smile. “You heard me.” I replied as I look at her with expectant eyes.
She blinked a couple of times, her lips parted slightly and her cheeks began to redden under my unwavering gaze. The slight frown that I was wearing earlier began to reappear the moment I saw her clench her jaw tight, her breathing began to increase slightly, and soon her eyes began shifting around as she wore a full frown. The nervousness she feels was obviously getting the best of her. Without thinking, I kneeled on the floor and placed a hand on her knees, squeezing it as I try to get her attention.
The moment I saw her eyes on my hand, I squeezed her knees again. “Hey, it’s okay. Just…just relax…or something.” Not much of a comforting words, huh. But it does seem to work for Haruna as I notice her breathing normalizes. I quickly pulled my hand away from her knees, thinking that it bothers her or something since she is frowning at it. Great, what the hell should I do now? Should I say something else…?
I let out a sigh and sat back down on the floor. “Look, I’ve been noticing for quite some time how you are when you’re with me and well…I guess I just…want to know if it is me. The girl you like, I mean.” I scratched the back of my neck feeling a bit nervous as she was unmoving once again. I really hadn’t thought of how I should approach her with this so…I really have no idea what to say next. And seriously, her silence is making me damn uncomfortable here.
“I’m not going to pity you if you say it is me.” I assured her. “I mean, why should I? It’s actually pretty flattering if you did like me. I mean, y-you’re a…uh…great person and…yeah…you are. Great I mean.” I mumbled as I looked at the side, silently cursing myself for how lame all that sounded in my ears. Goddamnit. This is getting a bit hard. It’s usually the crushee that does the babbling here, not the crush herself. Heh. Goes to show how different she is from the others that had a crush on me huh. Yeah well, she is different from the others.
To what extent is she different?
Honestly, I’m not sure, but that’s what I wanted to find out. That’s why I’m doing this.
I let out a sigh, feeling the nervousness I’m feeling slowly disappear. Turning back to her, I noticed that she’s not looking at her knees anymore, but rather out the window, her lips pursed tightly. It looked like she was internally struggling on what she should say. She was still hesitating, despite the fact that I was trying to make it easy for her. I mean, I’ve already laid it out in the open. All she has to do is say ‘yes or hell yeah.’ It’s as easy as that, yet she can’t seem to do it.
“You can’t say it, can you?” I asked as I watch her. She bit her lower lip as her eyes slowly makes its way to her bed that she’s sitting on. I wasn’t expecting a reply out of her, so I was slightly surprised when she hesitantly shook her head.
“Why? Why can’t you say it?” I asked, frowning slightly. I watch her as her eyes began shifting again, as if she’s looking for the answer on her bed. Soon enough, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath, seemingly trying to calm herself. I waited for her to open her eyes and look at me, but she didn’t. She kept her eyes closed as she replied to my question.
“Why are you doing this?” Was her breathy reply before she opened her eyes and kept her eyes away from me, her hand clutching her bed sheet tightly. “You didn’t care before about the girl I like…didn’t ask questions about her and now…why do you care now?” She asks, her voice sounded small and tired in my ears.
“But I did care, I still do.” I said with conviction, my frown deepening. She thinks I didn’t care about her crush on me? That’s all I’ve been doing since I’ve become aware of it! If I didn’t care, I wouldn’t even bother thinking about hurting her feelings! I would’ve just blurted out ‘NO!’ to her in Goddamn bold and fucking capital letters! But I didn’t. Because I care.
I care for her.
But she doesn’t know that. No, she doesn’t. To her, I didn’t care about anything, even her. And somehow, thinking that, it hurts me a little. Despite how little the hurt she’s inflicted on me, be it intentional or not, I hate that it hurts. Because in hurting, it means that…I’m already in deep…
…right?
I pushed back the feelings of hurt aside as she mumbled, “I just…I-I’m sorry,” shaking her head while she moved to the side and lowered her feet to the floor. “I…I can’t do this.” She added as she stood up, her voice thick with emotions.
I clenched my jaw tight as she took a couple of steps away from me, ready to walk out the door. She’s going to walk away from all this? Without any explanation as to why she can’t say it? I told her I’m not going to pity her, so why…? This isn’t the outcome that I imagined earlier. No, I imagined her stuttering her heart out and blurting out that I am the one she likes much like the Betty I know, but…this? No. This scenario didn’t crossed my mind at all.
What the hell is going on inside her goody-goody head?!
I quickly I grabbed her wrist halting her movement, still keeping my position on the floor. I squeezed her wrist and looked up at her. “Don’t run away.” I tell her as I grit my teeth. “Running away from this doesn’t solve anything.”
I should know, because I’ve been running away from this too.
Her eyes were on the floor, but she wasn’t looking at me. No, she can’t look at me which somehow disappoints me, but seeing the dejected look across her face, just seeing that, I didn’t care anymore that she can’t look at me. Now, I care more on why she’s giving me that empty look.
A moment later, she let out a sigh. “It does for me,” was her soft reply. Without waiting for my reply, she pulled her hand from my hold and quickly made her way towards the door, leaving me in the middle of the room sitting on the floor feeling a bunch of emotions washes over me. One emotion that stands out among the rest?
Confusion.--
Anger soon washes over me as her words kept replaying in my mind.
“It does for me.”“The hell does she mean by that?! How the hell does running away solve anything?!” I yelled out to no one as I hugged my legs tighter. “You’re confusing the hell out of me! MAKE UP YOUR DAMN MIND!” I bellowed as I stood up, not caring about the looks being given to me by the students below. I was seriously getting pissed off by Betty’s constant mood swings. It’s either yes or a no! It’s that easy, so why the hell is she making things complicated?!
“Whoa. The wrath of Scrooge is really a scary sight to see.” A familiar buffonic voice suddenly came from behind me. Clenching my jaw tight, I turned around and found Smiles leaning at a tree a few feet away, smiling at me.
“Yo.” He greeted giving me a wave. I rolled my eyes at that and crossed my arms over my chest as I frown at him, not really happy to find him here.
“What are you doing here?” I grumbled, making him chuckle.
“Somehow I kinda knew that that would be your greeting.” He said as he walks towards me, stopping only when he was right next to me. He sat down on the grass and beamed looking up at me. “Is this your spot, Scrooge?”
“Again I ask…” I started as I stared down at him, boredly. “…what are you doing here?”
“No small talk? That’s so like you, Scrooge.” He shook his head, still keeping the smile on his face. “Anyway, to answer your question, I came here to look around Akihabara University. See what’s college life is like.”
“What college life is like?” I repeated, raising my eyebrow at him. Is he thinking of enrolling here or something?
He nodded his head, turning his attention away from me as he looks at the lake a few distance away from us. “Yeah. I’m just…thinking of another option if music doesn’t work out.” He admitted with a sigh.
I stare at him for a while, looking reflective and calm as he stares at the distance. Sighing, I sat down next to him and looked ahead as well. “Having troubles with the band?”
I glanced at him as he shook his head, his lips arched up slightly. “Nah. Everything’s fine. I guess, I just want a second option since I’m sure fame doesn’t last forever.”
Despite the serious atmosphere around us, I couldn’t help but let out a chuckle as he said the word ‘fame.’ He turned to look at me confusedly; his eyebrow rose up as he silently asks me why did I laugh. Shaking my head with a smile, I answered, “I’m pretty sure you and your band have a whole lot to go through to reach ‘fame.’”
“Are you saying that we’re not there yet?” He narrowed his eyes at me. “We sold 20,000 copies in one day, you know.”
“Yeah sure.” I nodded. “But you’ve been casually going inside here at the University without anyone recognizing that you’re in a band. I think that’s pretty much of a clue that you guys haven’t reached it yet.”
He rolled his eyes turning away from me, pouting. “Well yeah, we’re far from being AKB48 but that—“ He cuts himself off, noticing his mistake. He quickly turned to me, his pleading eyes bores my hardened ones. “Sorry I—“
This time, I was the one who cuts him off as I held out my hand to him in a halting manner. He let out a sigh as I looked away from him, hugging my knees to my chest, my mood darker than ever.
“You haven’t…talked to her yet?” He hesitantly asked, testing the waters. I gave him an answer as I stood up, slung my bag on my shoulder and began walking away. I wasn’t surprised when he ran after me, grabbing my wrist to stop me from going further.
I kept my back to him as he said, “I’m sorry. I…I won’t mention her again. Forgive me?” while he squeezed my wrist softly.
I sighed and turned to him. “You know the rules. You promised.” I reminded him, giving him a stern look.
“I know, I tend to forget. Sorry about that.” He said with a sheepish smile as he scratches the back of his neck. I couldn’t help but narrow my eyes at him as he knows quite well that he’s now forgiven. He knows me THAT well. I’m pretty sure he knows me better than Crazy Psycho too. But, Crazy Psycho doesn’t need to know that since she would definitely have a jealous fit. That and she’d challenge Smiles on a contest to know who really knows me better. She is an overly attached bestfriend you know.
Only when Smiles began pulling me to somewhere did I notice that he was still holding my wrist. He turned to me as we walk, smiling. “So since we’re in talking mode right now, why don’t you tell me about your girl problems, eh Scrooge?”
“I don’t have girl problems!” I retorted as I began pulling my hand away from his hold, but he held on tightly. He sat down at a near bench and pulled me to sit next to him. I relented with a sigh, knowing quiet well that if I ran from him, he’s just follow me and probably carry me back. Yeah, he did that a couple of times, carried me like a sack of potatoes whenever they said I was being a pain in their asses.
“Aw c’mon Scrooge, I heard the whole scream of anguish earlier. Maybe I can help.” He offered still smiling. “It’s…about Kojima-san, right?” He asked, hesitantly. I stared at him for a while, looking at his gentle features as my brows furrowed slightly in confusion. Should I be…talking about Haruna about him? I mean…he’s Adam…right?
He gave out a soft chuckle, making me to cock my head to the side, the confusion inside me heightening. Shaking his head while wearing a smirk, he says, “If you’re worried about my feelings…don’t,” reassuringly. “I’m a man. I can take out anything you dish out on me, you know.” He softly pounded his chest, wearing a smug smile.
I continue to stare at him blankly, feeling a bit guilty. Honestly, without saying it to him, I always thought that I could feel something for him someday. I think that’s one reason why the others thought that we had something together. Because my Scrooge heart was always open to him. But the thing is, despite leaving it open, I still couldn’t look at him like the way he wanted me to. To me, he’s still Smiles, forever Smiles;
My Smiling-Flirty-Pretty Boy-Buffoonic Best friend.
His smug smile slowly weakens, leaving an unsure smile in its place. “I’m not going to lie to you though, I was hoping that you’d…you know.”
I let out a sigh, looking away from him, my hands playing with the strap of my bag.
“But, I guess…I came back to late, huh?” He said softly. “Maybe if I didn’t choose music, I would’ve come with you guys here…and…”
“Don’t kid yourself.” I let out, glancing at him, smiling slightly. “You still would’ve chosen music, regardless. You love music that much.”
He shook his head. “I would’ve chosen you.” He then glanced back at me, giving me a sincere smile. “But, knowing you? You’d probably still make me choose music, even if we did end up together.”
“You sure about that?” I asked huskily, giving him a sensual smile. I couldn’t help but chuckle as he stared at me, his eyes wide, and a blush across his cheeks.
“R-really?” He squeaked, then cleared his throat and asked again, deepening his voice.
“I’m kidding. Geez. Get you mind out of the gutter, pervert.” I rolled my eyes. If I’m serious, I’m joking. If I’m joking, I’m serious. What the hell is wrong with these people?! Seriously?
“Don’t kid like that! I’m a man, damn it!” he pointed out childishly like Crazy Psycho would.
“Girly man, right.” I nodded, giving him a small smile. He smiled back, seeing his handsome, gentle features somehow makes me forget about the guilt I felt earlier. Actually, being with him like this, talking to him, sitting with him underneath the tree, it made me forget everything…even…
“So, Kojima-san problems? Ready to share now?”
I let out a deep sigh, looking away as I arched the corner of my lips down. Okay, scratch that last thought about forgetting everything else since he just made me remember it all. How long did that take? An hour?
“You know you can talk to me about ANYTHING, right? Especially girl problems.” He grinned and wiggled his eyebrows. Weirdly enough, I think I heard Miichan’s voice along with his. But then again, that really isn’t surprising since I consider them twins.
“So…hot lezzies problems? Share Scrooge! In full, hot lesbian details, if you can.”
Definitely twins. He’s also infected with perversion virus. Somehow, I’m not surprised. Ugh.
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“…so that’s it.” I shrugged nonchalantly as I finished my confusing tale. I watch him as he nodded his head, looking at the ground with his brows furrowed, a look of concentration across his features.
“That…actually sounds…frustrating.” He said, glancing at me, scratching the back of his head.
“It is.” I sighed, looking at a group of students lazing on the grass a few distance away from us. “Believe me, it is.”
“Kinda reminds me of my frustrations with you.” He mumbled softly, looking away. “Funny how it bites you now.” He chuckled making me to narrow my eyes as I glanced at him.
“Yeah well it serves you right since you made a bet out of me with your damn friends.” I reminded him, my voice laced with irritation at remembering that time. Yeah, the Buffoon here made a bet out of me back in High School. What kind of bet it is, you ask? You know, just a typical high school bet wherein the jocks pick an undesirable girl for their friend to make that girl fall for him. Surely you’ve seen movies like that. Yeah, they picked me for that, but I wasn’t the undesirable type since the word undesirable and me don’t mix. Oh, don’t roll your eyes at me like that since you know it’s true.
Anyway, I was more like the ‘NO to relationship kind of girl’; the desire less girl back in High School. It’s no wonder they picked me for Smiles. But the thing is their bet backfired. Smiles was the one who fell for me. Yeah, he ended up paying a fortune for losing that bet. Of course, much like the typical plot in the movies, I found out about it too. Got mad at him, he persistently begged for my forgiveness for months, forgave him and the rest are just…blahs. That was actually how I become friends with him. That’s pretty much our history. It’s typical, yet at the same time it’s not.
“Hey, I apologized relentlessly on that!” He pointed out, frowning.
“Yeah, you were pretty relentless.” I rolled my eyes, remembering the begging he did. Ugh. Yeah, it’s just ugh.
He waved his hand dismissively, blushing slightly. Probably remembering his begging moments that are really ugh worthy for me. “Anyway, that aside, what is it that you want anyway? I mean, do you want to…pursue a hot and steamy relationship with Kojima-san?”
“Scratch that ‘hot and steamy’ thing, please. Let’s keep it in a decent rating.” I pointed out flatly.
“I don’t know, Scrooge.” He began rubbing his chin, his eyes far away as if thinking. “Remembering the feel of her boobs pressed up against my back, and thinking about the two of you together, tch, those two words should definitely be included in the sentence with a bunch of other synonyms as well. I’m pretty sure that’s far from being decent.” He grinned perversely which earn him a smack from me.
“Goddamn it Smiles! Stop perving around!” I glared.
He rubbed his chest where I hit him as he let out a chuckle. “Stop perving on her or on you?” he asked, teasingly.
“Both!” I growled instantly, making him laugh. I stared at him with a frown as he continues to laugh beside me. Slowly, the scowl that I was wearing was replaced by a small smile gracing my lips. Watching him laugh like this, it makes me remember the times when we were just…friends. Honestly, it’s been so long since I’ve had this kind of carefree moment with him, what with him having feelings for me. Now, I wonder, are we now back to being best friends again? No more awkward feelings for each other?
I…hope so.
A sudden gust of cold wind blew, making me flinch at the coldness despite wearing a coat. Noticing this, Smiles surprised me by removing his own jacket and placing it over my shoulder, smiling. I turned to look at him frowning; his arms still wrapped around me as he securely puts his jacket on me.
“You don’t have to. I am wearing a coat you know.” I tell him, trying to remove his jacket. He glared at me, removed my hand from his jacket and again placed it over my shoulder.
“Next time, wear something thicker than that. Winter is fast approaching you know. You can catch a cold with that.” He scolded wearing a scowl as he pointed at my coat.
I glared back, holding the collar of my coat as I held it for him to see. “This is a worsted winter hooded long coat! With that said, it IS for winter, doofus!”
He narrowed his eyes and pursed his lips, looking at my checkered coat. He then reached for my collar and began feeling it. “Well it doesn’t seem thicker enough for you to survive winter. You wouldn’t even let out that flinch if the cold wind couldn’t penetrate your fashionable coat through your body.” He mocked, angering me more. How dare he mock my fashionable coat!
“Yeah well it’s not like your leather jacket is helping much either! I can still feel the wind you know!” I retorted, glaring at him.
“That’s because it’s not properly on you!” He growled then wrapped his arm around me again, fixing his jacket on my other shoulder. “Here let me—“ He suddenly stopped as I felt him froze, eyes wide in surprise. Hmmm? What’s got him…?
A sudden movement from the corner of my eye suddenly caught my attention. Turning, I frowned when I found myself looking at Haruna’s retreating form, walking hurriedly away from us..
Eh…?
“You know, she always seem to have the worst timing ever.” Smiles said as he moved away from me, giving me a sympathetic smile. I stared at him blankly, confused until he asked, “Well? What are you waiting for? Aren’t you going to follow her?” He cocked his head slightly to the side. I turned to look at where Haruna was and I could still see her retreating form from the distance.
“She is what you want…right?” I hear Smiles ask, making me to remember that I already made up my mind yesterday. Grinning at him, I punched him in the chest hard, quickly stood up, and began walking to where Haruna was heading, forgetting Smiles’s jacket on my shoulder as it fell on the floor. I turned to look at the jacket on the floor for a moment then turned to Smiles who’s watching me as he sits on the bench. He shook his head and smiled at me.
“It’s okay. Just go.” He said softly, his voice thick with emotions. I stared at him for a while, knowing exactly the hidden meaning behind those words of his.
For him, this is another rejection from me.
Clenching my jaw tight, I offered him a sympathetic smile before turning to follow my distressed roommate, feeling Smile’s eyes on me. I let out a sigh and began picking up the pace, praying that this time it wouldn’t end in confusion, but into something else.
Something that I know we both want.
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I was toweling my hair dry as I stepped out of the bathroom. Somehow the hot shower helped soothe my muscles from carrying two dead weights today. You know, it’s surprising that my stature can carry such dead weights. Hmm. Maybe I got stronger from carrying Miichan all those years. Huh…could be.
Yawning, I made my way towards my bed, sitting heavily on it. I looked at Haruna’s side and found her still in the same position I left her. Lips parted slightly as the back of her hand covers half of her face. Remembering the reason why she is sleeping soundly in the first place, I stood up and made my way towards my drawer. I pulled out the bag of medicines I had and looked for an aspirin. Taking one, I then made my way to the opposite side where the water dispenser is. Taking her glass, I filled it with cold water and placed the two items on her desk. I stared at the two then at the clock on her table.
“It’s only after midnight and I’m already preparing this?” I mumbled to myself as I raised my eyebrow, feeling a bit weirded out. “It’s not like she’s going to wake up soon, stupid.” I scolded myself. Well it is pretty stupid of me to do that, but…oh well, what’s done is done.
Shaking my head, I pursed my lips as I made my way back to my bed. I was about to climb into the bed when my roommate let out another whimper along with a rustling sound. Frowning slightly, I turned to look back at her and found that she turned to her back, her feet rubbing themselves together probably for warmth as she wasn’t covered with her blanket. I let out a sigh and arched the corner of my lips down as it was now my goody-goody duty to cover the Princess up nicely. Creepy would be so proud of me if she knew. Keyword: If.
Grumbling, I made my to her side and stopped when I noticed that she was lying down on her blanket. No way am I going to pull that out without waking her. But then again, she does seem to be a heavy sleeper since she didn’t even wake up when we carried her here. So…maybe I should just pull it out of her? But that requires force…right? Ugh. I’ve had enough muscle work today. I’ll just go with the alternative.
I turned back to my bed, grabbed my own blanket and carefully placed it on her. I pulled the blanket up to her chin, covering up real nicely. She surprised me when her head turned to my side, the side of her face leaning on the back of my hand. I instantly froze when her warm lips brushed against my hand, slightly nuzzling on it. I blinked a couple of times and waited for her to stop moving in order for me to carefully pull my hand away. But, as the God of cliché’s passed by me, she fully turned to my side, placed her hand on my arm, her face still leaning on my hand.
I let out a sigh. “Thank you God of Cliché, you do know how to torture me well.” I mumbled to myself as I sat down on the floor, thinking that it might be best to dislodge myself this way. I pulled my hand slightly away, feeling her plump lips brushing against the side of my index finger. It was then I noticed that my thumb is just a few inches away from her lower lip, her lower lip, the one that she bites whenever she’s nervous. I couldn’t help but let out a chuckle as I kept my eyes locked on the mole on her lip, remembering that time when I mistook it to dirt. I pinched her lip at that time, right? Honestly, remembering that and looking at her lips closely, I notice how soft looking her lips are for the first time.
Her full, plump pink lips. If I could just move my thumb a bit, I could—
I shook my head, trying to shake the hypnotic effect her lips has on me right now. Ugh. I think I’m getting the perversion virus. Goddamn crazies infecting me with that! Frowning, I pursed my lips tight and once again tried to dislodge my hand from her hold. I can feel my face getting hot as I pulled my hand slowly away from her face, her lips brushing on the side of my index finger as I do so. I let out a deep sigh as I finally freed myself from her grasp, my hands on the floor supporting my weight as I leaned back. A smile graced my lips as she let out another whimper.
“You sure are noisy when you sleep, eh? Funny how I’m only noticing that now.” I say out loud, not surprised that the clock ticking was the only reply I got. I positioned myself as I sat Indian style near her bed, staring at her sleeping form. Thoughts of the crazies words about Haruna soon enters my mind.
“85%. Can you believe that?” I asked, smiling slightly. “The thing is, I’m not 85% into you. She got that wrong.” I let out a chuckle, thinking of how cliché it is for me to say these things to her while she sleeps. The God of Cliché is probably next to me if I’m doing this. I let out a sigh, looking at the pictures of the Holy people on her wall, their gentle eyes looking at me.
“It’s funny, that to me, even the Saints are telling me to give you a chance.” I looked back at her, keeping the gentle smile on my face. “Want to hear something funny? Funny thing is, I’ve never imagine myself with someone, never even liked someone before. I’m pretty much sure I’m asexual, you know.” I chuckled.
“But then, after these past months, I don’t know anymore. I feel like I’m losing myself in all these…madness. And you know what? Honestly? It…scares me.”
I let out a sigh and softly admitted, “You’re not the only one who’s scared, Haruna.”
My eyes slowly made its way to the floor, smiling slightly. “And despite how scary it is for me too, I think I need to be the one to step up and end all these.”
My eyes made its way back to her, smiling as she whimpered out a reply. I stared at her as she sleeps all through the night, thoughts of giving her a chance keeping me awake as I sit on the floor, eagerly waiting for her to wake up.
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Next up: Another talk for the two and the birth of MariHaru in this frustrating fic! Yey! Finally!
By the way, can someone tell me what's Nyaro? And why does Mariko-sama call Haruna that? Obviously, I'm going to add that soon as Mariko's term of endearment to Haruna.
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EDIT! I'm pretty sure you guys heard about it, but I'm still going to commercialize it here.
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