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Aitakatta
If it’s love, then say it’s love.
Without the facade, let’s just be honest.
shorts collection:
i. Yokaze No Shiwaza; MaYuki
ii. Picture Perfect; Drabble Collection (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=30041.msg922487#msg922487)
iii. Firsts; Black / Gekikara (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=30041.msg923729#msg923729)
iv. You'll Know; MaYuki (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=30041.msg924751#msg924751)
v. Dream a Little Bit of Us; KojiYuu (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=30041.msg927240#msg927240)
vi. Love infection I; MaYuki (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=30041.msg929907#msg929907)
vii. Tomomi-sama; TomoAamin (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=30041.msg936018#msg936018)
ix. The Easy Part; RabuMyao (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=30041.msg944434#msg944434)
x. The Hard Part; RabuMyao (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=30041.msg944878#msg944878)
xi. Always; TomoAamin (Sister Fic to Tomomi-sama) (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=30041.msg949445#msg949445)
xiv. Her Part; EreMyao (Sister Fic to The Easy Part and The Hard Part) (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=30041.msg964631#msg964631)
xv. Waiting; KojiYuu (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=30041.msg965615#msg965615)
xvi. Wife; MoeSasshi (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=30041.msg968670#msg968670)
xvii. If Tomorrow Comes; MaYuki (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=30041.msg974494#msg974494)
MaYuki Line (MaYuki stories that occur in the same timeline):
viii. First Two Kisses; MaYuki (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=30041.msg943721#msg943721)
xii. Those Things; MaYuki (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=30041.msg949894#msg949894)
xiii. Friendly Talk; MaYuki feat. Haachan & Nacchan (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=30041.msg960254#msg960254)
i. Yokaze no Shiwaza; MaYuki
Yuki glanced at her phone impatiently. She flipped it open and stared at the message from an hour ago. She licked her lips carefully, her thumb hovering over one button for a few seconds before pressing on it and bringing the device against her ear.
The ringing stopped after a few seconds and a smile breaks through Yuki’s face—
Mayu-desu! I can’t answer the phone right now so please leave a message and I’ll just—
Her hand holding the phone dropped to her lap the same time her smile did and Yuki slammed the device shut in irritation before flipping it open again in seconds. Her fingers danced across the keypad as she typed yet another text message, her tenth one within an hour, and sent it to her teammate.
She waited hopefully for a reply to come. Maybe now, Mayu can check her phone and reply to her messages.
A minute passed. 3 minutes. 5 minutes. 10 minutes. 20 minutes. 30 minutes.
Yuki buried her face in her hands when no reply came. When exactly did she start acting like she is now? When did not receiving a reply within 3 minutes from the usually fast-replying Mayu start to cause Yuki to send another message? When did not receiving a reply to her text of ‘Hello’ start to agitate her to no end? When did being away from the younger girl for several hours start making Yuki feel restless? When did not hearing Mayu’s voice start to cause Yuki anxiousness?
When did Yuki start wanting to see the other girl so much that it makes her want to cry?
Text messages used to be enough. Exchanging 50 messages a day, calling every few hours when apart and saying goodnights and good mornings no matter how late or early used to suffice. When did Yuki start wanting more?
Yuki felt a small pang at her chest and brought one hand to it. Her heart seems to beat slower without Mayu. Everything seems dull without the other girl to share it with and Yuki hates it.
She hates every second of it. Every second of being apart, of waiting for a reply, of waiting for a call to be answered, of waiting for tomorrow to come to be able to see the younger girl. Yuki hates it.
“Is this how Mayu felt too?” Yuki wondered to herself. Mayu did complain to her several times before about not replying to the younger girl’s messages and now, Yuki wondered if Mayu felt all of what she’s feeling now.
“Just one mail, Mayu.” Yuki begged to no one. “Send me just one mail. Please.”
No mail came after several minutes and Yuki dialled the same number once again, only to be redirected to the voice mail. Again.
And Yuki can’t take it anymore. The anxiousness is starting to get to her temper. The gnawing in her chest has become too painful and the restlessness is just too much to handle. She glanced at the clock, 10:00 PM.
She slipped on the coat hanging on her door and made her way down the stairs, passing by the living room where her mother was watching a late night game show.
“I’m going out, mom!” Yuki announced while fumbling with her sneakers as she started putting them on.
“This late? Where are you going, Yuki?” Her mother asked with a frown, now standing behind Yuki and watching her daughter tie her shoelaces.
“I just need to go somewhere for a while. I got my keys with me so don’t wait up.” Yuki answered, already twisting the door knob open.
“Remember, you need to be at your photo shoot at 5 AM sharp!” Her mom called out as Yuki slipped out of their house.
Yuki knew that she has to wake up early and that she needs much sleep for it if she wants to appear presentable but honestly speaking, that was the least of her concerns at the moment as she sprinted to the station and jumped on the train, just a few seconds before the doors slid closed.
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Mayu pulled out her phone from the pocket of her hoodie and frowned at the number of missed calls and unread messages. She browsed through the messages, all from one person, as she waited for the elevator ride to finish and let out a sigh. She pressed on the speed dial assigned to her captain and pressed the phone against her ear, waiting for the call to be answered as she walked out of the elevator and made her way to the front of the building.
The call was picked up just as the glass door of the building slid open. “Yuki—”
“Hey.”
Mayu’s words were cut off by the person she’s currently on the phone with and at the same time, standing in front of her.
“Y-Yukirin...” Mayu whispered, phone still pressed against her ear.
“Mayu... Hey.” Yuki greeted breathlessly as she shut her phone close and tucked it inside her pocket. She walked over to the surprised girl.
Mayu recovered quickly, copied Yuki’s earlier move of putting away her phone and stared up at the taller girl. “Yukirin, what are you doing here this late?” She asked as she inspected the older girl’s appearance. “And why is your face red? You’re panting too... Did you run here?”
She did run. From the station to the building since there were no taxis available. But she wouldn’t tell Mayu that, she’ll only get a scolding. “It’s cold.” She said simply.
“I can see that clearly.” Mayu deadpanned, placing both of her still warm hands against Yuki’s flushed cheeks, almost jerking them back at the coldness. “You’re so cold.”
Yuki closed her eyes and leaned to the touch and she felt her heart beat return to normal. Not slow like when she was waiting for Mayu’s reply earlier and not painfully quick and haggard like when she ran god knows how far to be able to reach Mayu faster.
It was fast in a pleasant way, making her feel extra alive. It skipped a bit in time whenever Yuki’s breath gets caught in her throat. It was beating hard, as if her heart is gonna jump out of her throat any moment. And it was all because of Mayu.
“Yuki?” Mayu gently called out and Yuki slowly opened her eyes and smiled at the girl looking curiously at her.
She felt her whole body relax and her mind go at peace. “Have you eaten?” She asked as she peeled the hands which were slowly turning cold off of her cheeks and held them both in her own, trying to warm them up.
“Not yet.” Mayu shook her head. “You haven’t answered my question though, what are you doing here this late? You should be resting for tomorrow.”
“I wanted to see Mayu.” The words flew out of her mouth before she could stop herself and Yuki silently thanked the cold to cover up the blush on her cheeks that mirrored the smaller girl’s own.
“O-Oh...” Mayu answered, looking away for a moment before taking a peek at the older girl’s face and letting a small smile grace her lips. “I wanted to see Yuki too.”
Yuki smiled at the response she got and her heart fluttered. “I’m happy, then.”
The two just stared at each other for a while before Mayu broke the silence. “Earlier, your text messages and your calls—”
“Oh, I’m sorry about those!” Yuki apologized with a sheepish frown. “It must have been a bother to you—”
“No!” Mayu protested in an instant. “They weren’t! Really! Actually, I want to apologize for not being able to text back or call back immediately.”
“It’s not your fault, Mayu.” Yuki looked away. It was clearly her fault. “I... It’s my fault. I didn’t mean to be so... clingy. I just–” Yuki looked at the other girl who was looking at her curiously, searching for some kind of an answer, waiting for Yuki to continue.
“Lately, I... With Mayu... Exchanging text messages aren’t enough anymore... Calling isn’t either... Lately, not being able to talk to you makes me restless. Not receiving any replies and not being able get a call through makes me anxious. Not being able to be with you makes my heart hurt and I...”
Yuki gave the small hands enveloped in her own a light squeeze, trying to deliver a bit of what she can’t seem to put into words to the other girl. “I want more. I want more of this. I want to be able to see you more, to be able to hear your voice more, to be able to touch you more, to be with you more.”
“Why?” Mayu asked quietly.
“Because I love you.” Yuki admitted. “And I know it’s quite silly for me to want more than whatever we already have but I just... I—“
“Shh...” Yuki’s rant was cut off by a finger pressed against her lips.
“I understand Yukirin... I understand and it’s not silly at all.” Mayu smiled, her hands going to her neck and untying her scarf. “I hate being away from Yuki too.” She admitted. “I hate not being able to be by your side and not being able to touch you. I hate not hearing your voice and I hate having to wait for replies and being redirected to the voice mail.”
Mayu removed her red scarf from around her neck and raised her arms as she hooked it around Yuki, slowly and gently wrapping it around the cold neck. “And I want more of you too. I want to have more of Yuki than anyone else.” She finished her statement at the same time she finished wrapping the scarf around the older girl.
“Why?” Yuki asked breathlessly, because everything is happening too fast and too slow at the same time and her heart began fluttering yet again as Mayu’s lips formed into a beautiful smile.
“Because I love you.” Mayu whispered as she gently tugged on the scarf she’s still holding on to, pulling Yuki in for a kiss.
It wasn’t the first time Yuki kissed Mayu. They’ve kissed before. Everyone in the 48 family has kissed at least one member, it’s impossible to escape that fate. But it’s their first serious one. The first kiss with all their feelings poured into it and Yuki never imagined it to be like the way it was. She never imagined it to feel so good, to be able to make her heart beat even faster and to be warm. So warm that it warmed her whole body and her insides.
They pull away simultaneously after a few seconds and looked at each other’s flushed faces before leaning in again and pressing their lips together, more boldly this time. They separate again when the need for air becomes apparent but after filling her lungs with much needed oxygen, Mayu dove in for another kiss and Yuki can’t help but to smile in their kiss because she’s kissing Mayu and Mayu is pulling her in for another and another and another.
“How about dinner?” Yuki asked after a few more kisses, remembering that Mayu hasn’t eaten yet. “But it’s too late already... Do you want to sleep over? I’ll cook a meal for you.”
“You just want to kidnap me for the night.” Mayu accused playfully but smiled and nodded anyway.
She threaded their fingers together and Yuki responded by tucking their joined hands inside her coat’s pocket and snuggling closer to keep the both of them warm in the night’s cold wind.
Hi everyone. So this is a collection of shorts with different pairings. Everyone is welcomed to make request and I'll try my best to go around some of them but I won't make any promises as to not disappoint. I hope you enjoyed the first one, one of my OTPs, MaYuki. Thank You~
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Hello~!!!! :D
Me likeyyy~!!!!! Wanna do a sequel? ;D LOL~
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ahhh it's such a pleasure to see a well-written fic (:
my heart nearly crumbled when yukirin confessed, and then i think it burst when mayuki kissed. :wub: mayuki is one of my otps too so anything with them is love love love.
i wonder what they're going to do afterwards keke :P a possible sequel? LOL but not necessary, it'd be nice though ^-^
hoping to see more updates from you in the future! too much rambling! loved the shot, bai!
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MaYuki~ :wub:
Excellent fan fic! Flow was perfect and I didn't see any grammatical errors. Story wasn't hard to understand at all.
I'm looking forward to your other works! :twothumbs
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Soo beautiful. :heart: I'm happy for them. This couple always make me smile.
Yeah, the story is smooth. :]
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OTP! :inlove: LOL at first I thought was taking her revenge on Yukirin for not replying her emails. :lol:
But sweet ending :wub:
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Cute x3 !!!!!
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SO CUTE XD I'm not really a MAYUKI fan but I quite like it XD PLEASE WRITE MORE
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Mayuki !! Such a great day of me >< 2 Mayuki fanfics in a row >///<
Mayuki is so cute here !! Yukirin can't wait to see Mayuyu keke >> Love that !!!!
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niceeee...! :D
please update soon...! :otomerika:
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REALLY LOVE LOVE IT~!! :wub:
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Hey guys, thanks for everyone who left a comment. I really appreciated it lots. So today's update is a set of drabbles with the last 2 being bonus ones. So the thing is, if you click on the number of the specific drabble, you'll be linked to a picture that somehow inspired the drabble (for the last one, it links to a video) thus, the title of the collection. I hope you enjoy.
ii. Picture Perfect; Drabble Collection
o1. (http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lmiuw40rVt1qdjxoko1_500.jpg)
“Ah! The bed is so soft!” Haruna exclaimed in delight as she jumped on one of the beds inside the hotel suite. She bounced up and down while sitting and giggled happily.
“Yuko! Yuko! The beds are really bouncy!” Haruna excitedly look at the girl who entered the suite.
Yuko grinned at Haruna’s excitement and dumped her bag on the floor by the door before running forward and jumping on the bed Haruna was on. “Nyan Nyan!”
“Kya~!” Haruna squealed when Yuko landed on top of her. She made a half-hearted attempt to get away but Yuko’s arms were instantly locked around her waist. “Yuu-chan!”
“You’re right, Nyan Nyan,” Yuko nodded against Haruna’s chest where her head was resting. “The bed is indeed soft.”
“Isn’t it?” Haruna smiled.
Yuko looked up and grinned cheekily at the taller girl. “Yeah, but my Nyan Nyan is softer!” She then buried her face on Haruna’s chest, making Haruna let out another squeal.
“Mou... Yuu-chan you pervert.” Haruna mumbled under her breath as her cheeks turn red.
Yuko smiled. “Only with you.”
“Better be.” Haruna returned with a mock glare.
They stared at each other for several seconds before bursting into giggles. After a minute of giggling, the two stayed in silence, trying to catch their breath.
“This idea of holding our party here is a good idea.” Yuko sighed out as she felt Haruna’s fingers play with her hair, the relaxing movement making her snuggle closer to Haruna.
“It would be nicer if it was only the two of us though...”
Yuko pushed herself up from her comfortable position at the tone of Haruna’s voice. “Nyan Nyan?”
Haruna looked away from Yuko to hide her blush. “I really wanted to spend Christmas alone with Yuu-chan...” She whispered.
Yuko blushed madly at the bold statement and happily rubbed her cheeks against Haruna’s. “Mou, my tsundere Nyan Nyan is so cute! Don’t worry, I’ll make sure to sneak in Nyan Nyan’s bed later!”
Haruna’s cheeks turned even redder. “Yuu-chan!” She said in a scolding tone.
Yuko continued her rubbing despite Haruna’s scolding, only stopping for a second to plant a kiss on the surprised Haruna’s lips. “I can’t wait to cuddle with my Nyan Nyan later!”
Haruna recovered from the surprise kiss after a few seconds and gave up on controlling the giddy girl. She just let out a soft sigh and laced their fingers together.
o2. (http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lofzo1s8MC1r02cr5o4_400.jpg)
Atsuko let out a groan as she tiredly leaned her body back on the couch and closed her eyes. Her whole day was packed. Photo shoots, recordings, filmings, appearances. She’s been running around whole day and it’s already starting to take its toll on her body.
She pulled her sweater closer to herself as she tried to block out the noise of the whole room. It was her last schedule for the day; a photo shoot with the other girls. She could hear everyone’s loud voices and laughter and Atsuko wanted to join in, to be with her closest friends but her body was screaming for a break. The usual melodic laughter of everyone seemed hurtful to her head. She tried to lift up her arms to block out the sound but her body was too tired to even listen to her. Every movement hurts and Atsuko wanted nothing more than to be at her bed and under her covers.
She felt the couch dip and her arm being gently pulled on and Atsuko let out a tired and disapproving moan.
“Shh...”
Atsuko felt her whole body calm down at the soothing voice as her head was gently placed on something soft. She slowly opened her tired eyes and saw the face of her captain and her best friend, Minami.
“Minami...”
“Shh...” Minami shushed her again, brushing away the hair that fell on her face. “Just sleep, Acchan. I’ll wake you up later.”
The sound of Minami’s voice felt like cotton candy in her ears. Atsuko has always liked Minami’s voice the most. Then she remembered how Minami also had a packed schedule for the day and Atsuko tried to protest, “But Minami—”
“Acchan.” Minami cut her off. “Just rest, okay? You’re too tired. Sleep well, okay?” Minami softly cooed.
Minami’s soft voice worked like a lullaby and Atsuko felt her eyes starting to close. She tried to open them again several times but they’ll just close again. Minami must have noticed it because soon, Atsuko felt Minami’s fingers play with her hair, something that always makes her feel sleepy.
“Just sleep, Acchan. I’ll wake you up later.”
Atsuko wanted to protest because surely, Minami is tired too and Atsuko must be a bit heavy and resting on Minami would only burden her captain. Atsuko wanted to reason out that she can rest back at home but she just pushed the protests to back of her mind because Minami’s presence has always been calming to Atsuko and having Minami by her side makes her body relax in a whole new different level and also, Atsuko really likes lying on Minami’s lap.
So Atsuko just drapes one arm across Minami’s lap in an attempted hug and snuggles closer as she lets her fatigue take over while enjoying Minami’s hand rubbing up and down her back soothingly.
Before completely slipping off to dreamland, Atsuko decided that Minami is definitely the best pillow, even better than her bed.
o3. (http://pedalheart.tumblr.com/post/7989349176)
Yuki entered the studio and looked around for her target. She just finished her solo shots and was now free until the next group shot. She spotted the girl she was looking for lying on the far side of the studio where a fluffy carpet was set up with pillows in the middle and Yuki felt her heart quicken at the sight.
In the middle of the set was Watanabe Mayu, sporting a white sailor-themed swimsuit. Yuki’s eyes travelled from Mayu’s peaceful expression while watching the people move around the studio down to the younger girl’s body and Yuki wondered how a 17 year old girl like Mayu could own a body that flawless and breathtaking. Her eyes moved to Mayu’s slender legs and it amazed Yuki to no end how despite being on the short side, Mayu’s legs were still pretty to look at.
Yuki’s eyes narrowed as she carefully scanned the whole studio, observing sharply if someone dared to ogle at her Mayu. Gotta watch out for pedophiles targeting Mayu... After finding no one since everyone was busy with their work, Yuki breathed out a sigh of relief before walking to where the other girl was.
“Hey,” Yuki greeted as she sat on the end of the fluffy carpet.
Mayu’s lips instantly formed a smile at the sight of Yuki. “Yukirin! Are you done?”
Yuki nodded, crawling closer to the still lying girl when Mayu gestured for her to do so. “Yeah, just finished. What are you doing lying here in you swimsuit?” Yuki asked, one hand reaching over and fixing the short skirt of Mayu’s swimsuit in an attempt to cover more skin. “What if the other staff members ogle at you?”
Mayu let out a giggle and took the hand fixing her skirt in her own. “Everyone will ogle at us once the magazine is published, Yukirin.”
“It’s different when they’re ogling at you in person.” Yuki reasoned, looking around again for a moment, much like what she did before, to check if anyone was watching them.
Mayu’s smile widened. “Is my Yukirin jealous?” She teased as she played with Yukirin’s hand.
“Not entirely,” Yuki smiled at Mayu’s habit with her hand. “Just looking out for my Mayuyu.”
“Mhmm... Thanks for looking out for me then,” Mayu mumbled, her attention now fully on Yuki’s hand.
Yuki watched Mayu play with her fingers for a while before softly asking, “Why do you do that?”
“I love Yuki’s hands.” Mayu answered simply, still playing with the other girl’s hand.
“Why?”
“No reason.” Mayu said cheekily before bringing the hand close to her lips. She kissed two of Yuki’s fingers and guided the hand towards Yuki’s face before pressing the fingers she kissed against Yuki’s lips, much like how she did with her own earlier. “Just like why I love Yukirin.”
Yuki was stunned by the action for a few seconds before turning red. “Mou, Mayu...” She smiled when Mayu giggled happily and Yuki reached for both of Mayu’s hand, trapping them in her own before giving a gentle squeeze.
o4. (http://kojiyuu.tumblr.com/post/7637155744)
“Riichan?” Miyuki whispered as she poked the girl’s cheek lightly. “Riichan?”
Miyuki received no response and she listened carefully to the girl’s slow breathing, confirming that the girl on her lap was asleep. “She fell asleep...” Miyuki mumbled to herself.
She leaned forward to get a clearer look of the sleeping girl’s face. Rina really looked boyish in certain angles. Miyuki observed the other girl’s sleeping face for a while more before brushing away the hair on Rina’s face softly. “Riichan looks really cool...” She mumbled.
Everyone, even their staff members, all think that Rina would make a good boy. Her short haircut fitted really well along with her naturally cute face. Adding up to her ikemen looks is Rina’s active personality. She loves running around and playing with everyone and Miyuki can’t help but to compare Rina to a certain AKB sempai.
“She kinda reminds me of Sae-san...” Miyuki poked Rina’s cheek again and smiled at the softness. “Only Riichan is much cuter...”
“Getting clingy with another member, I see...”
Miyuki looked at the direction of the voice and found Kadowaki Kanako smirking at her from across the room. “Kanakichi.”
“So today’s target is our very own Kondo Rina, huh...”
Miyuki rolled her eyes at the smirking girl. Kanako always smirks at her like that whenever she’s getting all clingy and touchy with other members. “You’re just jealous since we look good together!” Miyuki stated before childishly sticking out her tongue.
Kanako just smirked again before putting her attention somewhere else. Miyuki sighed to herself. “That Kanakichi...” She continued staring at the younger girl on her lap and pondered over her pervious words. She decided to check her earlier statement.
Miyuki pulled out her phone and snapped a quick picture of the two of them and grinned at the result. “Riichan looks so handsome... We look like a perfect couple!” Miyuki beamed at the idea and reminded herself to ask Rina out on a date once the younger girl wakes up.
She set the picture as her wallpaper before giggling excitedly at the idea of a date with Rina.
o5. (http://pedalheart.tumblr.com/post/8210095528)
“Is everyone still inside?” The girl asked the manager who greeted her by the door.
“Yeah, everyone’s bent on getting some late night practice since they’re all too busy during the day.” The manager answered as she led the way to where everyone was. “They sneak some rehearsal in the afternoons when they can but they claim that it’s not the same when it’s not with everyone so they all come here at night when they’re all free.”
The girl smiled. “It’s good that some things never change.” She mumbled as she took in her surroundings as well, amazement in her eyes as each corner of the place brings back wonderful memories. “The theatre is still the same.”
“Yes, Akimoto-san agreed with Takamina and the others about retaining the look of the theatre from the start to remind them of how they all began their careers. I think it’s a good idea.”
“Akimoto-san, huh...”
“You should pay him a visit. I’m sure he’ll love it. He’s been keeping an eye out for you still.”
The girl smiled at the thought. “He’s really much more caring than what people give credit him for.” She’s very thankful to the man who laid out the stepping stones for her to reach her dream. “I’ll be sure to give him a call.”
“You do that.” The manager stopped at one of the doors and the girl could hear the familiar sound of chattering and laughter and she’s reminded of her own late night practice sessions from before. “Go on in then, it seems like they’re taking a break so this is the perfect time.”
The girl nodded, thanked the manager and gave a small hug. She stared at the door for several minutes, pondering on how everyone will react to her visit. “It’s been a long time...” She whispered to herself. “Too long...” And for a moment, she wondered if they would even remember her. Would they recognize who she is? Or have they forgotten already?
She shook her head. “Impossible.” She whispered to herself. They’re family. The whole 48 family. Of course they’ll remember her.
She took a deep breath, listened more to the laughter and the talking for a while before pushing the door open. All heads turned to her direction and suddenly, the whole theatre was silent. For a moment, there was shock on everyone’s faces and she wondered if they did forget about her after all.
“It’s the 14th sister!”
She turned to the familiar voice of her former leader, Akimoto Sayaka.
Everyone waited for a reaction from her but she doesn’t know what to do but once she looked at everyone’s faces, the nervousness in her chest instantly vanished. Everyone was smiling, waiting for a response.
“Erena... Erena is the 15th.”
She watched as Sayaka fell to her knees and jokingly cried with Takamina and laughter erupted once again only this time, she joined in. She laughed with everyone again.
“Erepyon.”
Erena turned to the voice and was met with a familiar smile.
“Myao.”
Miyazaki Miho, one of her closest friends, grinned at her and Erena can’t help but to think that the rebellious girl is still visible in the way Miho presents herself. Everything is just the same as when she left.
“Welcome home, Erepyon.”
Erena smiled at Myao. At everyone. She smiled the way she smiled from before. Bright and full and complete. That’s right. Home.
“I’m home.”
So... EREPYON IS BACK. She should get a drama. Or maybe come back to AKB. And I just had to insert some EreMyao there. And for those that didn't get the 14th sister mini joke there, watch the video I linked, it's Kaorin's graduation. So then, I hope you guys enjoyed!
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love it...!! :D
short, cute, loving... :cow:
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that so cute!!! It's short but cute XD
KojiYuu as always doing hmmmmmm :wub:
AtsuMina as always taking care of each other :inlove:
MaYuki kawaii
Milky and Rina....hmmm.....
Erepyon is back!!!!
please write more...I WANT MORE!!!!
PLEASE UPDATE SOON
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Kojiyuu. :wub:
Erena!!! I don't but I fell in love with the ErenaxMiho pair though they're BFF in this oneshot but still... :]
Oh, an NMB pair. xD I'm starting to like Milky now instead of Sayaka.
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Mayuyu just love Yuki's hand like I just love Mayuki !! >///<
Mayuki is so cute here kekeke
and Kojiyuu is .... >///<
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I love your drabble collection, the scenes are all very nice.
Mayuki!!! :heart: It`s a nice collection of moments for many of the pairs.
Thank you, please write more :twothumbs
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Cuuuuuuuuuute!!!!!
I don't who are the girls in o4 xD but it's cute
And Erepyon!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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GREAT~!! KOJIYUU~ MAYUKI~ EVEN MIRUKII X RINA & EREMYAO~!! :cathappy:
EREPYON~!! I'm happy she is back again~ :D
Please update more~ :twothumbs
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OMFG I :heart: those drabbles so much!
Still in the process of getting to know the NMB girls (AKB + SKE are already a handful for my poor brain to digest. :lol:)
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oh my gosh... my heart.. everything is so fluffy and nice and wonderful and ACHHHH :luvluv1:
i loved all of the drabbles, from kojiyuu happy bed time, to atsumina happy nap time, to cute and sweet mayuki and wahhhh milky and rina :wub:. and erepyon coming back home. wahhh, please do write more :kneelbow:
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Hey guys, thanks for everyone who left a comment. I appreciated it lots and lots. As for EreMyao, I have one in mind but I'm not yet so sure. For the meantime, enoy some Black / Gekikara because everyone seems to ship these two.
iii. Firsts; Black / Gekikara
01.
The first time Black met Gekikara was on a hot day in school. She entered the Rapappa room, hoping to escape the heat and get some air when she saw her. She was standing by the large open window, leaning against the wall, a black haired girl looking blankly outside. The girl gave a small start and whipped her head to the side and her eyes locked with Black’s own.
They stared at each other. Black observed the new girl’s features. Her eyes were wide, looking intensely at Black and she looked innocent enough that Black can’t help but to compare her to Erena. They both have the same innocent feel to them. They’ve been staring at each other for a few minutes now and Black was about to ask who the girl is and what she’s doing in the rapappa room when another door slammed open.
“Black!” Yuko greeted her with a smile. “Good timing! Everyone should be here any second now but since you’re here already, I want you to meet Gekikara. She’s our newest member.” Yuko turned to the girl by the window, Gekikara, and pointed at Black. “Gekikara, this is Black.”
Black locked eyes with the new girl again and she gave a curt nod. She received a smile at first followed by a giggle and it was then that everyone arrived. Throughout the day, Black kept an eye on the new girl and Black concluded that she’s not so bad. Gekikara wasn’t as dark as Sado, as airheaded as Torigoya, as complaining as Shibuya and as annoying as the team hormone. Sure, she’s a bit weird with all her giggling and nail biting but everyone in Rapappa has their own... perks. So she’s all right, Black decided.
Gekikara is always in the Rapappa room whenever Black comes by and they start spending afternoons together, just the two of them, since no one else comes. Sometimes, they engage in small talks but most of the time, silence takes over the room. It’s another plus for Black that Gekikara isn’t into talking like her. They get comfortable enough with each other, Black silently reading her book and Gekikara taking a peek every now and then over her shoulder or sometimes, playing with Black’s rosary necklace. Normally, Black doesn’t like her rosary being touched but since it’s Gekikara that’s doing the touching, Black lets her.
A few weeks into knowing each other, Black and Gekikara had formed a bond with each other. Black already favors Gekikara than the rest of the Rapappa but no one needs to know that.
02.
The first time Gekikara fought a bloody battle it was for Black and it was Black who saw her after. She tried to pull away when the older girl approached her by in the park but Black just grabbed her by the wrist again and pulled her up before she started walking. Gekikara allowed herself to be pulled, not caring where her fellow Rapappa member would lead her; she can always run the minute Black lets go of her wrist anyway.
But that became the problem soon because it seemed like Black doesn’t intend on letting go of her hand. Black led her into an apartment. The older girl opened the lights, threw the plastic bag she’s carrying to the table in the living room along with her keys and led Gekikara to the bathroom. Black gently pushed her down on the toilet before reaching for a towel, wetting it and pressing it against the side of Gekikara’s face. After a few minutes of cleaning, Black let out a small sound of relief. “Most of the blood weren’t yours.”
And Gekikara’s eyes tried to meet Black’s own because it was the first time she caught a hint of emotion in the normally passive girl’s voice but Black was already set on cleaning Gekikara’s hands this time as she dipped the bloody hands in a small bucket of water. Her hands were cleaned in no time and Black started covering the bruises and the cuts.
“Are you not going to ask what happened?” Gekikara finally spoke up after pondering on why Black would do all the things she is doing now.
Black glanced at her for a second before going back to bandaging Gekikara’s hand. “Talk if you want.”
“They were from Yabakune. They were talking about you. They were planning on ambushing you. There were five of them.” Gekikara started before she even noticed, watching the bandage cover her hand. “I thought... I’d prevent their plan from happening.”
“You didn’t have to do that.”
Gekikara watched as Black reached the end of the bandage. “I did anyway.”
“You have no reason to do it.”
Black finished the bandaging and Gekikara can already see Black’s hands letting go of hers and the thought of it didn’t sit well with her so she grabbed the retreating hands. Black looked at her and their eyes locked and Gekikara sought for any emotion in the other girl’s eyes but only find confusion.
“To protect you.” Gekikara stated. “I did it to protect Black.”
Their eyes stayed locked and Gekikara wondered to herself why she said those words and where did they even come from. Black is more than capable of protecting herself from a bunch of Yabakune amateurs.
“You don’t have to—”
But she remembered how just hearing the silent queen’s name roll off their tongues caught her interest and how hearing their plan made her lose control.
“I want to.” Gekikara cut Black’s words off. “I want to protect you.”
They stared at each other for a while more, Gekikara still searching for any emotion but there’s none. Black remained as passive as ever. Gekikara frowned and slowly loosened her hold on Black’s hand as she started to pull her hand back only for it to be grasped again.
Gekikara looked at Black and she only saw a glimpse of Black’s face before she was pulled to her feet and led out the bathroom. “Come on, I bought a couple of melon bread.”
But it was okay because Gekikara could swear in Majijo’s name that she saw a small smile on Black’s face and that made everything okay.
03.
The first time Gekikara had a proper talk with Shibuya, she had to close her left fist as tightly as she could inside her jacket’s pocket and bite as hard as she could on her right thumb to keep herself from punching the smirking girl.
“What’s up with you?” Shibuya asked. “You were staring at me and Black so intensely a while ago. Well, more like glaring, really.”
Gekikara’s eyes narrowed as she recalled the earlier event. She entered the Rapappa room, expecting to see Black sitting on one corner of the room while reading her book as usual but she was surprised by what she saw. Sitting on the couch was Black, her book in hand. It was a fairly normal sight but what made Gekikara see blood was the presence of Shibuya who was leaning so damn comfortably on Black, head resting on the silent girl’s shoulder.
“Shibuya.” Gekikara called out before she could stop herself and the pink queen just raised an eyebrow at her. “Where’s Dance?”
Shibuya shrugged. “Don’t know.” The queen answered but Gekikara wasn’t really paying attention because her eyes were on Black and it made her frown that the silent queen didn’t even acknowledge her presence, eyes glued on her stupid book. So Gekikara just took her usual place by the window, alternating from looking out the window and looking at Shibuya and Black’s direction.
Shibuya caught her staring one time and smirked at her. Gekikara’s eyebrows furrowed then because Shibuya’s smirk has always been hard to read but when Shibuya started playing with Black’s rosary necklace and gently threading her fingers through Black’s hair, Gekikara understood what the smirk was for. And she wanted nothing more than to wipe it off.
“I wasn’t staring at the two of you.” Gekikara half-heartedly denied, the two of them now standing face to face after Black left the room.
“Glaring.” Shibuya repeated. “You were glaring at us. Don’t even try to deny it.” Shibuya rolled her eyes with a huff.
“Ne, are you mad?” Gekikara asked with a smile followed by a giggle which was cut off shortly by Shibuya’s words.
“Are you jealous?”
Gekikara’s smile vanished and she narrowed her eyes. “No.”
Shibuya smirked again. “You’re so jealous.” She confirmed. “Seeing Black and me...”
“I am not.” Gekikara denied again because she’s Gekikara and Gekikara doesn’t feel those kinds of things.
“It’s your first time seeing me and Black together. We’re actually close.” Shibuya offered with a shrug. “We used to spend afternoons here together since Torigoya is always with Yuko-san and Sado is always somewhere so we get to have the room all to ourselves. Sometimes, Black reads me some of the passages in her book. It’s quite boring but it’s rare to hear Black’s voice so I stay for it.”
Black reads to Shibuya? Gekikara frowned. Black never read to her. Not even once. “But well, she’s got you now.” Shibuya smirked again. “A new partner. And I’ve got Dance. So yeah, don’t be jealous. It makes everything seem obvious.”
Gekikara turned away and sat on the couch, sulking. Why was Shibuya right? Maybe she is jealous, so what? It was Shibuya and Black’s fault, not hers. But still, it didn’t sit well with her to let Shibuya know of it. So she ignored Shibuya’s last statement instead. “I do not know what you’re talking about, Shibuya. You must be mad.”
Shibuya chuckled. “Of course you don’t.” She walked towards the door and was halfway opening it when she stopped and looked at Gekikara again. “Although, you must be mad if you’re gonna pass up on someone like Black. She’s quite popular in the other schools around here, that dark and mysterious beauty.”
The door closed and Gekikara thought that she really should have punched Shibuya before the sly girl managed to mess up her brain.
04 – 05.
The first time Black kissed Gekikara was after Gekikara first heard Black laugh. They were in Black’s place, lazily lounging on the couch, Black reading her book and Gekikara eating melon bread while flipping through each channel. Gekikara’s eyes landed on the girl on the other end of the couch, knees pulled up to her chest, book resting on top of her knees. She stared at Black for several minutes more before turning off the TV.
“Ne, Black?”
“Hm?”
“Would you read to me?” Gekikara’s eyes instantly locked with Black and she looked away. “Your book. Would you read to me?”
Black closed her book and placed it on top of the coffee table. “Why?”
“No reason.” Gekikara answered all too quickly and she blushed when Black just stared at her, suddenly feeling shy; something that only occurs when she’s with the silent girl. “Would you read to me?” she repeated instead.
“Geki,” Black’s scolding tone was rare and Gekikara flinched at it. Gekikara let out a sigh and told Black what Shibuya told her a few days ago about Black reading to Shibuya. Of course, Gekikara omitted the part about Shibuya constantly teasing her. Black stayed silent for a while after hearing the story and Gekikara frowned. “Black—”
“You’re jealous of Shibuya?” Black cut her off and Gekikara narrowed her eyes at the teasing tone lacing Black’s words.
“I am not.” She denied again, shaking her head.
Black smiled. “You are.”
“Whatever. Just read to me!” Gekikara grabbed the book and held it out to Black, hoping the other girl would just drop the topic. “Read to me, Black!”
Black shook her head, pushing away the book. “Maybe if you admit that you’re jealous.”
Gekikara blushed again. “I am not.” She crawled closer to the other girl and held out the book again.
“Then no.”
“Black!” Gekikara uncharacteristically whined, crawling closer again so Black was only 2 feet away.
“No.”
Gekikara groaned bounced herself on the couch. “Black!”
Black’s smile widened at Gekikara’s antics. “You’re being a baby, Geki.” Then it came, a laugh.
Gekikara froze, the book dropping to the floor as she gaped at Black. The small sound emitted earlier made her heart beat faster and sent a funny feeling inside of her. Gekikara liked it. Black noticed her and frowned. “What?”
“You laughed.” Gekikara smiled widely. “Just now, Black laughed.”
Black blinked twice, taken aback by Gekikara’s sudden mood change. “S-So?”
“I’ve never seen or heard you laugh before.” Gekikara’s eyes shined brightly, crawling closer again. “Laugh again, Black. I want to hear your laughter again.”
“I can’t just laugh so suddenly.” Black frowned, fidgeting under Gekikara’s intense stare. “What’s with you anyway, it’s just a laugh.”
“But it’s your laugh,” Gekikara answered back, moving closer again, wanting the sweet sound to fill her ears once more. “Come on, Black.” She pleaded as she invaded Black’s personal space, trapping Black as Gekikara placed both arms on either side of her.
Black tried to move away, not realizing she was already on the end of the couch, causing her to fall off, taking Gekikara who was leaning on her along with her. Gekikara acted on reflex, grabbing Black by the arm and turning them over so that her body cushioned Black’s fall. She let out a small groan when she hit the floor. “B-Black, you okay?”
Black lifted up her head and stared down at Gekikara but said nothing. Gekikara stared back, wondering, thinking to herself what she would give to hear that laugh again. “Ne, Black—”
Everything was a blur after. Lips crashed down on hers and Gekikara barely had time to register what was happening as she instantly kissed back. Black pulled away for air and Gekikara’s hands grasped the back of Black’s shirt, afraid of Black moving away from her but Black’s lips were back against her own in record time.
Black pulled away for the second time and Gekikara was panting as she stared at the girl on top of her in a complete daze. Black laughed at her and the sound of the sweet, sweet laughter brought her back. Gekikara just smiled, enjoying the feel of Black’s body shaking on top of her as she laughed.
“Ne, Black, are you okay?” Gekikara asked after a moment.
Black nodded, a smile playing on her lips as an after-effect of her laughing. “Yes. You?”
Gekikara just smiled as she pulled down Black for another kiss, mumbling a small ‘yes’ against her lips.
06.
The first time Black ever addressed their relationship was when Gekikara was hospitalized.
“I’m okay.” Gekikara said over and over to her, her hand massaging Black’s tightly closed fist continuously. “I’m okay.”
“Rena.”
Gekikara froze, her hand stopping as she stared at Black with wide eyes. “Black?”
Black just stared, her eyes blank yet full of emotions at the same time. “Rena. I love you, Rena.”
“Yuki—”
“I’m just saying.” Black cut the other girl off, her closed fist opening as she took hold of one cold and pale hand. “You’re mine. And you’re not allowed to die. I love you.”
Black waited for a reaction and after a while, Gekikara smiled, nodded her head and squeezed Black’s hand. “You’re mine too. And I love you too.”
Black nodded, “Good.” She leaned over and pressed a kiss just above Gekikara’s eyebrow, on her scar. “I love you.”
Watch out for the next one. See you guys soon. Oh and, your comments flatter me lots and lots. I love hearing them.
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not bad!
Pretty interesting :)
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Ah... my heart... my poor heart! You has made me all sdjk;fadsfhibwvjwvkbp! please write more!
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Can you consider EreMyao please? XD I just love them so much XD
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OH MY GEKIKARA THAT WAS BEAUTIFUL! EXCELLENT WORK! I CRIED MANLY TEARS! XD :twothumbs
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Speechless here. GekixBlack's relationship... :heart: :heart: :heart:
Their first time. xD
Craving for moreee.
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I like the couch scene ^^
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I love it :heart:
Geki x Black, such a wonderful couple, ne?
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Thanks for the GekiBlack!
LOL Geki is jealous of Shibuya and whines to Black to read to her keke
THank you please write more :twothumbs
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I was just :wub: :wub: :wub: :wub:
I want more~!! XD
Please update soon~ :twothumbs
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okaaay... wow. i lost all desire to finish my gekixblack oneshot after reading that. your talent in writing makes me sob :on speedy: these two have a special place in my heart, GAH I JUST LOVE THIS PAIRING SO FREAKING MUCH :on bleed:
thank you for that wonderful gekixblack write-up, i just can't get enough of these two. i love it when geki gets jealous, haha. you should update the next one soon ;D
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Hey guys, I'm back for another MaYuki. I just love those two together so much. Thanks for the comments again. Enjoy~
iv.
y o u ' l l k n o w
Mayu likes to think that she knows Yuki the best.
They met when Mayu was 13 and Yuki was 16 and despite the 3 years between them, they immediately clicked together and were inseparable ever since. When Yuki became captain at the age of 18, Mayu was the first one she approached about it.
“Aren’t you happy?” Mayu asks, noting the lack of smile and excited eyes.
Yuki sighs and brings the warm can of coffee against her cheek. “I’m surprised.”
“Not happy?” Mayu asks again, her own can of coffee making a wheezing sound as she opens it. She reaches for Yuki’s hand, exchanging the two cups with the other. She pulls her hand back but Yuki already threaded their fingers together, Mayu looks at the older girl but she only received a squeeze on the hand, Yuki’s way of saying thanks. Mayu glances at their locked fingers for a second before placing the can between her knees and opening it using her free hand.
“I don’t really know.” Yuki answers, Mayu asks why and Yuki takes a sip of the drink, buying herself a few seconds to organize her thoughts. “I mean, it’s an honor, of course, it’s just that. . . I wasn’t aiming for it at all, you know?” She takes a long sip this time and lets out a sigh after. “I don’t know. . . Maybe I’m just not over the shock.”
Mayu shrugs, “Maybe.” They stay quiet for a long while. “Ne, Yuki?” Mayu gets a small hum and she continues, “What did you come here for?” She asks, turning her head to meet Yuki’s eyes. “Why did you audition?”
“I’m looking for my dream.” Yuki answers.
“Looking for your dream, huh. . .”
“Yeah, but I found you instead.” Yuki smiles at her. Mayu looks questioningly at the older girl but only receives a squeeze on her hand.
Mayu likes to think that she knows Yuki the best and prefers to keep thinking that way so she keeps quiet when Yuki says something that she can’t comprehend.
*
Yuki likes to think that Mayu likes her the most.
Yuki hears the door opening and she lifts her head up from her position on the couch. She sees Mayu making her way towards her and she smiles, glad to finally have someone to talk to in the empty dressing room. “Mayuyu!” The girl doesn’t answer and Yuki’s eyes fall on the book the younger girl is holding and recognizes it to be the book they did 48 questions for. She sits up, “Oh, hey, is that the 48 questions—OW!”
Yuki stares wide-eyes at the girl who just smacked her on the arm with the book. “W-What was that for?!”
“Everyone?” Mayu asks angrily. “Really, Yuki? Everyone?”
Yuki blinks twice, trying to comprehend what the younger girl is saying. “Oh... Oh.” Yuki smiles sheepishly and reaches for Mayu’s hand to pull her down beside her. “I didn’t mean it that way, Mayu.”
“You like everyone. How selfish can you be?” Mayu rants, turning away from Yuki.
Yuki thinks that the pouting is cute but decides to keep it to herself. “You are included in that everyone, Mayuyu.” She coos as she rubs Mayu’s arm gently with one hand as the other flips the pages of the book, stopping at Mayu’s page. “I did say everyone there but Mayu knows that I like her the best, right? Just because I didn’t write there doesn’t mean that—HEY!”
Yuki slaps Mayu’s arm as she glares at the younger girl. “I’m not your oshimen?” She asks, disbelief present in her voice. “Yuimin?! She’s the one from SKE, right? How could you?!” Yuki lets out a huff. She scoots away from the younger girl. Why was Mayu scolding her for writing ‘everyone’ as her oshimen when Mayu specifically wrote ‘Yuimin’ in hers?
Mayu scratches her head as she smiles lopsidedly. “Eh? Yukirin~”
“At least when I wrote ‘everyone’, that includes you, too!” Yuki argues, feeling hurt and betrayed. “And that clearly implies that I like Mayu too.”
“I like Yukirin!” Mayu exclaims, moving to sit nearer to Yuki but Yuki ignores. “Ne, just because I didn’t write you there doesn’t mean I don’t like you.” Mayu states cheekily, finishing what Yuki was about to say earlier.
And Yuki peeks at Mayu’s expression, slowly giving in. She catches a glimpse of Mayu’s grin and huffs again.
“Yuki~” Yuki feels Mayu snuggle close to her, lifting her arm up and placing it around her shoulders in a make shift hug. “Yuki knows that I like her the most, right?” Mayu coos, knowing that Yuki has already give in and she just needs to add the finishing touches. “Right, Yuki? Yuki knows, right?”
Yuki likes to think that Mayu likes her the most and she loves knowing that she’s right.
“Yeah, I know.” She answers, happily, pulling Mayu closer to her.
*
They grow closer and closer that it comes to the point where Mayu doesn’t even know what they are.
Kisses are shared. Some for the cameras, some for the amusement of others and many when they’re alone. And Mayu already lost count of how many kisses have they shared. There was one kiss she’ll never forget though. The first kiss they shared with only the two of them to know about.
She was sitting on a bench on the rooftop of the building their theatre is on, trying to block out the noise of Akihabara while counting the stars when the door opened.
“One hundred twelve, one hundred thirteen, one hundred fourteen, one hundred fifteen. . .”
“I was looking for you.”
Mayu stopped at the voice. She licked her lips and squinted at the sky before letting out a sigh. “You made me lose count.” She said instead.
Yuki sat beside Mayu on the bench and they sat in silence for several minutes. “Don’t you have an after party for the success of your musical?” Mayu asked finally.
“Everyone is downstairs.” Yuki answered. “Why did you go?” Yuki asked, turning her head to look at Mayu. “I saw you, you know. From the stage. I saw you get up and go out.”
“Did I distract you?”
“A little.” Yuki admitted. “Why did you go, Mayu?”
“I couldn’t take it.” Mayu stated simply. They never tried to keep anything from each other anyway. “I tried to stay but I just really couldn’t. I’m sorry.”
Mayu felt Yuki’s fingers settle themselves above her own. “It’s okay.”
“Did you like the kiss?” Mayu asked. “I hate it.”
Yuki let out a small chuckle. “I don’t hate it. But I don’t like it either. It was. . . A kiss. Just a kiss.”
“Just a kiss, huh. . .”
“I’m actually a bit happy that you hate it.” Yuki threaded their fingers together. “I wouldn’t know what to think if you were okay with it.”
Mayu looked at Yuki. “Really?” Yuki nodded and Mayu scooted closer to the older girl. “Is it okay if I ask you to fake it next time?” Mayu’s momentarily fell on Yuki’s lips. “Please?”
Yuki bit her lip for a second. “Of course.” She answered, moving closer.
Mayu hummed and straightened a bit to be able to press her forehead against Yuki’s. “Is it okay if I ask you not to kiss anyone?”
“You too.” Yuki whispered, leaning closer and brushing her nose against Mayu, making the younger girl giggle.
“Of course.” And Mayu barely stopped her giggling when Yuki’s lips finally touched hers.
More kisses were shared after their first. Some for the amusement of others and many when they’re alone. Mayu doesn’t know what they are but Yuki’s kisses remain only for her and maybe that’s okay.
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Yuki have never given much thought about her relationship with Mayu until Myao’s words hit her.
Yuki sighs and groans for the nth time as she flips her phone open and closes it again. “Don’t you think that it’s kinda quiet without Mayu around?”
Myao, her sole companion in the room, shakes her head. “Not really. Mayuyu isn’t that noisy.”
“But it feels so lonely without her... Don’t you feel it, Myao?”
“Not really. Mayuyu has only been gone for 3 days.”
“Exactly! I miss Mayu already.” Yuki sighs and groans again. “I wish she would just go home already. Don’t you think so too, Myao?”
“Not really. Mayuyu has work she needs to finish there.”
“But still! I texted her and she said that she’ll be gone for a few days more. That’s too long... Isn’t it, Myao?”
“Not really. What are a few days for Mayuyu, she can use it for rest.”
“But. . . I miss Mayu so bad.” Yuki sighs and groans. Again. “Mayu, Mayu, Mayu, Mayu, Mayu, Mayu, Mayu, Mayu, Mayu, Mayu, Mayu, Mayu, Mayu, Mayu, Mayu, Mayu, Mayu, Mayu, Ma—”
“THAT’S IT.” Myao slams her laptop shut as she turns to Yuki on the couch. “Shut up already, Yuki!”
“But I miss Mayu.”
“You’re even whinier than Lovetan who is Mayu’s best friend!” Myao sneers. “What are you, Yuki, her boyfriend?” Myao rolls her eyes at the stunned look she received. “See? Only lovers worry like that.”
Yuki stays quiet for a long while, pondering on her relationship with Mayu. Sure, they kiss and they hug and they go on dates but they never really cleared with each other what their relationship is.
“Ne, Miho.”
Myao turns her attention to Yuki, knowing that the use of her real name means serious business. “Yes, Yuki?”
“Am I being too much?” Yuki asks timidly, feeling unsure all of a sudden.
“Do you like Mayu?” Myao asks back.
Yuki nods. “Yes... Actually, I think I love her... How can I even tell that I love her?”
“You’ll know.” Myao says with a shrug. “Just tell her, Yuki. It’s Mayu. You know Mayu, she’s a bundle of goodness.”
Yuki smiles. “I guess... Unlike some brat I know.”
Myao snorts and goes back to her laptop. “Yeah, well, you’ll know that that brat is always right.”
Yuki just laughs and sits back as she watches Myao quietly this time.
*
Her talk with Myao from a few hours ago flows continuously in her head even as she talks to Mayu on the phone.
“How much longer until you get back?” Yuki asks.
“Not that long.” Mayu answers and Yuki can hear the smile in it.
“I want to tell you something.” Yuki tells the girl on the other line as her free hand grips the steel railing by the edge of the rooftop. “I’ll wait until you get back but it can’t wait.”
She hears Mayu giggle on the other side and Yuki wishes that Mayu’s right by her side at the moment. “What is it, Yuki?”
“I’ve been thinking and I. . . Actually, I was talking earlier to Myao. . . No, no, that’s not it. Listen, Mayu I think we should. . . We could really be. . . I know it’s kinda weird but. . . I mean, Mayu, the thing is—”
“Turn around, Yukirin.” Mayu interrupts and the call is ended.
Yuki turns around with a baffled expression which turns to surprise when she sees Mayu, several yards away from her. “Mayu. . .”
“Hi, Yuki.” Mayu greets cheekily, tucking her phone inside her pocket.
Yuki smiles because Mayu is right in front of her now. “Did you just hang up on me?” She asks with one eyebrow raised.
“Maybe,” Mayu shrugs as she takes a few steps towards Yuki. “Maybe not.”
“And I was about to confess too.” It comes out naturally and straightforwardly and Yuki had to smile.
“Oh? Was that a confession? All I heard was stutter, stutter and stutter.”
Yuki laughs at the teasing remark and walks towards the other girl. She stops in front of her and they just stare at each other dumbly for a minute.
“So. . . What was that about a confession?” Mayu whispers, one hand going to the tie of the uniform outfit Yuki is wearing and playfully tugging on it.
“Forget that. I just really want to kiss you right now.” Yuki whispers back and Mayu smirks as she tugs on the tie, capturing Yuki’s lips.
They pull away after some time and Mayu presses her body against Yuki’s, revelling on the familiar warmth she missed so much. “This is nice.” Mayu whispers against Yuki’s neck, giving the taller girl’s pulse a peck. “I missed you so much.”
Yuki kisses her just above her right eye. “I love you.” And when she hears Mayu’s ‘I love you too’, Yuki pulls her in closer and she has to agree that the brat is right. The brat is always right.
Once again, I love hearing what you think about my fics so please, so comment away.
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OMG OMG I :heart: this so much!! :luvluv1:
Okay, now I can sleep properly. XD
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OMG !!! >////< I love it !! I love Mayuki's one shot >///< :inlove:
It's awesome goshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Like a crazy fangirls kekeke
Pls write Mayuki more plsssssssss
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Yeah! Mayu is always right ^^
Poor myao's ears xD
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So Kawaii!!!!!!!!!! :inlove: :inlove: :inlove: :wub: :wub: :wub:
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LOVE IT SO MUCH~!! :heart: :heart: :heart:
Please update more MaYuki~! :bow: :wub:
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MAYUKI...! :wub:
i like it very much..! :D
please update soon...! :thumbsup
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you. you should write an ongoing. seriously haha. just because i can never seem to get enough of your infectious oneshots. :nya:
that was really sweet. loved myao here, lol that brat can be quite the friend and adviser (: could totally imagine yuki whining about mayu being gone haha. can't wait for your next one shot!
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I :luvluv1: :mon lovelaff: it
Please write more, I don't think I will ever get enough.
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yabai! seriously....ur turning me into a MaYuki fan :inlove: :inlove: :inlove:
More of Team B's ace and captain XD
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Hi guys~ Thanks so much for the comments in the last oneshot. Also, I'm quite pleased that apparently, I'm 'converting' some of you to MaYuki fans. Jump in the ship already! Trust me, MaYuki is ghagdskdjkashdds adorable. :3 Okay then, I bring you now some angst. I already posted this on my tumblr both in my personal one and in my akbshorts one. Have fun~
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d r e a m a l i t t l e b i t o f u s
“It’s my dream, Yu-chan. I’m sorry.”
That was all she said and Yuko’s grip on her skirt tightened as she tried to hold back the tears. She looked at Haruna, her Haruna, and asked in a shaky voice, “Will your dream make you happy?”
Haruna hesitated for a second before nodding and Yuko hated it. She hated how Haruna hesitated because it means that she’s not certain about her answer and it has been Yuko’s job for as long as she remembers to keep the taller girl happy but Yuko said nothing because Haruna is breaking everything off for her dream so that must mean that her dream is really of great importance to her and Yuko respected that.
“Okay then, Nyan Nyan. I understand.” She smiled and shrugged. “It’s your dream we’re talking about after all. I understand it. The concept of choosing your dream above anything else. That’s what we’re all here for anyway, right?”
Haruna sighed in relief and smiled at her. “Thank you, Yu-chan.”
Yuko smiled too, and she wondered how great of a liar she must have been for Haruna to believe her because really, Yuko would give up being an idol in a split second for Haruna. She’ll give up everything for Haruna.
They hugged, Yuko clutching on Haruna tighter than she ever had knowing that it might be her last chance to hold her. Yuko smiled sadly at her and pressed her lips one last time against Haruna’s before telling her to go on ahead first because Yuko’s about to burst in tears any second now and she really doesn’t want Haruna to see that. She’s a bit relieved when Haruna nodded and walked away.
Two weeks after, Yuko walked up to Yuki and placed a hand on the captain’s arm. “Yukirin, let’s talk.”
Yuki looked at her weirdly for a second, which is fine by Yuko because they were never really close despite being able to talk from time to time when their schedules overlapped, but nodded anyway. “Excuse us for a while, Mayu.” Yuko smiled at the younger girl, her oshiri sister, before taking Yuki away.
Yuko settled on one of the deserted hallways of the theatre and she sat on the floor, her back against the wall, before patting the spot beside her, gesturing Yuki to sit.
“How’s your team, Yukirin?” Yuko started.
“Good as always. Everyone’s happy and everyone gets along well.” Yuki answered with a warm smile and Yuko could see then and there how much love Yuki has for her team.
“You really take good care of them, huh?” Yuko mused, her fingers picking on a loose thread in the edge of her shirt.
“Of course.”
Yuko stayed silent for a while and so does Yuki. She glanced once at Yuki and the young captain was just staring ahead seemingly waiting for something from Yuko but at the same time, isn’t. “You’re not the skeptical and suspicious type, huh?”
Yuki smiled sweetly and she reminded Yuko of a princess. Yuki really is like a princess. “I’m sure you didn’t pull me here for me to interrogate you or something.” Yuki shrugged. “I’m here to listen not to pry into your life.”
Yuko chuckled and bumped her shoulder against Yuki’s playfully. “I should have befriended you a long time ago. Should have stolen you away from Shiriri-chan.”
“That would destroy the oshiri sisters.” Yuki joked back and they both giggled for a while before falling in silence again.
“Can I ask you a favor?” Yuko said. “A big one.”
“If I can do it then sure.”
“Haruna… Can you take care of her? Look after her like how you look after Mayu?” Yuko slowly stated, mulling over her words in her head. “Can you take care of her as if she’s a part of your team?”
Yuki looked at Yuko for a few seconds before asking, “Why?”
“I talked to Akimoto-san yesterday…” Yuko lowered her voice, as if someone else aside from Yuki will hear her. “I’ll be graduating next week.”
“Graduating?” Yuki’s eyes widened.
Yuko smiled bitterly. “Yeah… Too soon, huh? I thought so too but… It’s hard. If Mayu,” Yuko stopped for a second, checking Yuki’s reaction. “If Mayu one day, chooses her dream over you, would you stay?”
Yuki didn’t give an answer and Yuko smiled lopsidedly. “So? Can you, Yukirin? At least until she reaches her dream.”
Yuki nodded. “Okay. I promise.”
Yuko smiled and gave Yuki a hug that lasted for a few minutes. She was thankful that she chose Yuki. She made the right decision. Takamina would only scold her for her decision on a whim and Sayaka would probably lash out at her for not consulting her first but Yuki, Yuki understood her because it was Yuki’s team that suffered the most during the team shuffle and mass graduation. It was Yuki who knows that she’s not ending everything she worked hard for just because she decided to graduate. “Thank you, Yukirin.”
The remaining week was painfully long for Yuko and Yuki and Mayu, who found out through Yuki. Yuko spent the week collecting as many memories as she can, hugging everyone, saying subtle goodbyes the members have no idea about, taking as many pictures with everyone and spending as much time as she can in the theatre, her second home. Yuki and Mayu who knew what was coming became filled with dread. It was sad, waiting for the day Yuko announces her graduation to everyone, the moment she steps off the bus that’s taking them to their dreams. Because despite not being in the same teams, they are AKB as a whole. They’re family.
The day Yuko announced her graduation, it was during a concert.The concert just ended and they were about to go when Yuko grabbed the mic. Most of the girls were hurt because they weren’t given a heads up about it. Some took it well, those who understand Yuko the most and some scolded her, Takamina and Sayaka, but they respected her decision.
On her last day at the theatre, everyone started saying their goodbyes. There were tears, lots of them, last minute laughter, reminders, jokes and whatnot. After saying goodbye to everyone (reminding Takamina that she’s her number one captain, telling Acchan to keep working hard for AKB and thanking Sayaka for everything) Yuko gave Yuki a special hug, a long one, before reminding her of her promise and thanking her again.
Naturally, the last to say goodbye to her was Haruna. Haruna who looked at her guiltily.
“It’s not about us, Nyan Nyan.” Yuko assured with a smile. “I decided this on my own. I want to find my dream.”
Haruna nodded and Yuko pulled the girl she loved—still loves in for their last hug and ran her hands through the silky hair she loves so much as she whispered,
“Goodbye.” —Don’t let go.
“Be happy.” —Don’t leave me.
“Move on.” —Don’t forget me.
“I’m okay.” —It hurts.
“Don’t worry about me and move forward.” —Please don’t leave.
The hug ended too soon for Yuko but she pulled her arms away and tucked them inside her pocket. “Go after your dream, Nyan Nyan. I’ll look forward to it.”
Those were her last words and the last time she saw Haruna.
Several years has passed and Yuko was back on the entertainment industry. Today’s hottest actress, Oshima Yuko. Through years of hard work, Yuko managed to bring herself together again. She stays in contact with Mayu and Yuki, meeting up with them from time to time whenever their schedules allowed. The others have gone their own way too, some quit the industry and some stayed. Takamina is a solo artist, Acchan is a successful star, Sayaka and Sae made a duo, Yuki a drama actress, Mayu still together with her unit, Watarirouka Hashiritai. And Haruna, a hotshot international move star. Her dream.
“Hai, Oshima-san.” The host asks Yuko with a smile. “You’ve gotten far now since you’ve made a comeback after graduating from AKB, how are you feeling?”
Yuko smiles back, “Good. My work paid off and none of the time I spent under Akimoto-san’s guidance were wasted.”
“That’s good to hear! Your career must mean everything to you, huh?”
Yuko stays quiet for a while, everything that happened in her life playing in her head.
“No, not really.” Yuko shakes her head.
Her answer brought gasps. “No? Your career isn’t the most important to you? Isn’t this your dream?” The host asks, leaning in closer.
Yuko shakes her head, rubbing her shaky hands together. “No, it isn’t. This isn’t my dream. I’d give up my career any second.”
“That’s quite an answer, Oshima-san. For what?”
Yuko hesitates for a moment. She’s never addressed her past issues since the day she left AKB. She never looked back when she decided to leave. So now, after so many years. . . To address it now, Yuko can only wish that Haruna is watching her.
“I’d give up everything for my only true dream.” — To have Haruna beside me.
So yeah... Let me know what you guys think!
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this is so saaaaaad...! :cry:
my heart hurts mmm..how could you play me like that? :banghead:
i wanted a happy ending aaahhhh :(
kojiyuuuuuuuuu....! :catglare:
hey but is good i like it! please update soon.. :D
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:cry:
Please update more~ :twothumbs
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that was excellent.. i was thinking of writing something with yuko graduating as well, but looks like you beat me to it ^^
never would have thought yuko would confide in yukirin over the other 2 captains, but her choice seemed logical enough. at least haruna got to live her dream, now only if yuko would too!
love your oneshots as always, so please continue to write! :hee:
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Yuko T_T I want Kojiyuu being together
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aww :bleed eyes: i want kojiyuu end up together! more pls more! :thumbsup
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MaYuki! MaYuki! MaYuki! Time for some MaYuki. This is only the first part so yeah, enjoy everyone. And thanks for commenting in the last oneshot. Loved it as always. ♥
vi.
L o v e I n f e c t i o n
I
Uninterested brown eyes watched as the red ball bounced back and forth from the children playing. Her hand moved with grace across the sketchpad in her lap, strokes here, strokes there, a little bit of shading, outlining and finally, erasing the rough sketch.
“A ball? That’s it?”
Her hand froze in place.
“A ball, Mayu. Really, now.”
Mayu ripped the page off and turned to glare at the other girl. “Nacchan, you’re hovering. How can I draw something properly if you’re hovering, hm?”
“I wouldn’t hover if you are actually getting something done, Mayu.” Nacchan, Hirajima Natsumi, bit back with her own glare. “You barely have a month to complete your piece for the exhibit. All year long, all you did was to draw, sketch and paint. I can’t understand why you still don’t have a piece to enter!”
“Geez, Nacchan. Relax, why don’t you?” Mayu mumbled despite her own worries. Nacchan was right after all, she still doesn’t have a piece she can enter in the exhibit-slash-auction in a month.
“How can I relax, Mayu? This is the annual art exhibit-slash-auction we are talking about. You can’t just lose, you know that, right?” The hotheaded girl asked in exasperation but all she got was a nod. She sighed, “You have tons of pieces lying around in your apartment. They’re all beautiful, why don’t you just pick one from them?”
As shake of the head. “No, I don’t like those. They lack something.” Mayu locked eyes with Nacchan and smiled softly. “I just need to find my inspiration again, Nacchan. Stop worrying too much, alright? I’ll make the deadline, okay? I promise.”
Nacchan stared at the girl in pigtails, contemplating her next move but she knew all too well that there’s nothing else she can do. “Just. . . Find your inspiration fast, Watanabe Mayu.” She chided as she spun on her heel and started walking away. “And I don’t want you entering a ball or any ugly thing like that, either.”
“Roger, Natsumi-sama.” Mayu answered with a happy smile. She stretched her arms above her head and let out a blissful smile. “Peace and quiet at last!”
“Don’t run, Miichan!”
Mayu turned her attention to the playground of the park where the voice came from and saw the red ball rolling towards her followed by a running small kid. She placed her sketchpad down on the bench, stood up before crouching down and getting the ball.
“Ah, Miichan!”
The alarmed voice caught her attention and Mayu looked up just in time to see the small girl a few feet away from her falling forwards. She quickly dropped the ball and reached for the kid’s hand, “Gotcha!” She pulled the kid forward and wrapped her other arm around the kid as she fell on her butt.
Mayu hissed at the pain. “O-Ouch. . .”
“Miichan, I told you not to run!”
Mayu felt the small girl climb off of her.
“Oh my, are you alright?”
Mayu looked up at the owner of the voice and was met with worried eyes. “Y-yeah. . .” Mayu answered, slightly taken aback by the concern clouding the brown eyes. “I-I’m fine.”
A hand was offered to her and Mayu took it as she pushed herself up and started dusting off her shorts.
“Miichan, apologize to her.” The tall girl ordered the kid, gesturing towards Mayu. “And say thank you.”
“I’m sorry, onee-chan.” The small kid, Miichan, bowed to Mayu. “And thank you, onee-chan!”
Mayu just smiled, muttering a small ‘You’re welcome’ before the kid sprinted away again.
“Be careful, Miichan!” The tall girl shouted after Miichan who was already back with the other kids. She turned to Mayu and smiled apologetically. “I’m really sorry about that. And thank you, too.”
“I-Its fine.” Mayu stuttered in response as she took in the look of the girl standing in front of her. She was tall, several inches taller than Mayu. Her skin looked really smooth, her eyes were big, her hair jet black. The girl standing before Mayu was beautiful. Really beautiful.
“Well, I’ll be going then.” The tall girl gave a small bow before walking away.
Mayu watched the girl walk away, long hair swaying along with the wind and the white skirt she was wearing fluttering behind her with grace. “Just like a princess.” Mayu whispered to herself before sitting back on her bench, eyes still on the other girl.
Mayu watched for a few seconds more before reaching for her sketchpad and her pencil. Her hand started dancing along with her pencil as she alternated her eyes from her rough sketching to her subject. She finished just in time to see the tall girl hold Miichan’s hand. Mayu’s eyes followed the girl’s retreating form as she walked out of the park.
Mayu glanced at her sketch and smiled to herself before scribbling on the bottom of it.
Hime-sama.
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“It’s you.”
Mayu looked up from her sketch pad. “Ah, hime-sama.”
The tall girl’s face turned red. “Hime-sama?”
Mayu grinned. “Is there anything I can do for you, your highness?” she asked playfully.
“Nothing much, I just recognized you from before and thought maybe I could come over.” The girl answered, an amused smile playing on her lips. “I’m not a princess though. Must be disappointing to you.”
“Mhm, not really. You still look like one to me.” Mayu closed her sketchpad and scooted over. “Why don’t you take a seat, hime-sama?”
The girl let out a giggle and sat beside Mayu. “You draw?”
Mayu shrugged. “A bit. Where’s your sister?” The girl looked at her in confusion. “You know, the little girl from before?”
“Oh, Miichan. She’s not my sister. I was just babysitting her. Something I do when there’s nothing to do around.”
“Oh. How about today, no babysitting?”
The girl shook her head. “No, so do you mind if I join you here for a while?” The girl asked with a small smile. “There’s nothing to do today.”
“It would be an honor, hime-sama.”
“It’s Yuki, actually. Kashiwagi Yuki.”
Mayu smiled, the hime-sama looked a bit prettier now that she has a beautiful name to match with the beautiful face.
“Nice to meet you, Yuki hime-sama. It’s Watanabe Mayu.”
They talked for hours. About the kids Yuki babysits, about the town, about how there is never much people in the park, about Mayu’s sketchpad, which she expertly avoided talking about. And Mayu learned that there’s more to the princess than just a pretty face. There’s a pretty personality too.
“I gotta go now though, hime-sama.” Mayu smiled in regret, wanting to talk with Yuki longer but Nacchan has been sending her mail like crazy for two hours now.
“Oh, right. Sorry if I kept you.” Yuki smiled apologetically to which Mayu shook her head.
“Not at all. I had a lot of fun talking to you.” Mayu grinned at the other girl and picked up her sketchpad. “Goodbye then, Yuki hime-sama.”
“Bye, Mayu.”
Mayu waved and started walking away, typing a reply to Nacchan’s new mail with one hand.
“Mayu, wait!”
Mayu stopped in her tracks and turned around to look at Yuki.
Yuki blushed and looked at the ground for a moment before slowly lifting her eyes and meeting Mayu’s curious ones. “Tomorrow. . . Will I see you again tomorrow?”
A smile planted itself on Mayu’s face as she answered. “If it’s your lucky day, then maybe you will.”
Mayu winked at the now smiling girl before giving a final wave and walking away.
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hahaha...so cute Mayuki...not really a big fan of Mayuki but I find this really cute.....
I still haven't post a comment on your Kojiyuu fic so here its now
KojiYuu fic is kinda sad :(
Yuko why did you pick you work over NyanNyan!
Its really sad : :(
Looking forward to your next update....
Can I request for Atsumina fic next :P
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Mayuki yeahhhhh :cow: :cow: :cow:
I think Mayu found her inspiration !! haha
The first half sounds so cute and lovely >//<
Can't wait for the other end !! :inlove: :inlove:
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Mayukiiii....! :heart:
finally an update...GREAT :D
please update soon :cathappy:
i need to know what's going to happen next! :thumbsup
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Wow... You're REALLY good at writing, fanyan-san. Props to you :kneelbow:
I can't wait to see more of your work~
:on GJ:
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Yuki is the shy one?! :huhuh so cute~ :love:
Please update soon~ :bow:
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Yes MAYUKI!! Please write more, I can't wait for the next part
I wanna know what happens :tantrum:
This is so good :on GJ:
THANK YOU!!!!!!!!
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Hi guys~ This time's oneshot is a TomoAamin one, insipred by Butler Aamin and Tomomi ojou-sama during Aamin's danso. Enjoy~
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T o m o m i - s a m a
Itano Tomomi heaved out a sigh as she stared out the window of her room. The maids and the butlers were all lined up in front of the mansion and that could only mean one thing. She uninterestedly watched as the gates of their mansion automatically opened and a black limousine drove up the driveway. The driver, wearing a black uniform, got out of the car and walked to the other side of the car before opening the door and bowing deeply. A middle-aged man got out of the car and all the lined up workers bowed deeply as the man walked up the pathway to the entrance of the mansion.
Tomomi couldn’t help but to sneer at the sights. She hated how her father asserts his authority. Why does he need to have the workers line up to greet him? They have far more important things to do other than that. Tomomi continued to watch as the workers one by one disappeared back inside the mansion again. However, one particular person caught her attention. Her personal butler. Tomomi watched as a brown-haired butler walked up to the driver and kindly took the suitcase her father brought in his overseas business trip. The two engaged in a short conversation and the butler smiled and gave a small bow before walking away.
“Aamin. . .” Tomomi mumbled to herself as she watched her personal butler walk inside the mansion. Maeda Aamin has been her personal butler for over a year now. Tomomi still keeps the habit of keeping to herself but for some reason, her butler has always been able to read her openly. It’s not that surprising, considering that they spend almost every waking moment together, in the mansion, outside and even in school. The only times they are apart for more than a couple of minutes are when her father would make Aamin do something business related. But what surprised Tomomi was how she easily let Aamin in. Normally, she doesn’t associate herself with others other than her few friends from school but Aamin was able to break down her wall so easily and fast.
There was a knock on her door and Tomomi let out another sigh before answering. “Come in.”
The door opened a maid entered her room. The maid bowed before speaking, “Tomomi ojou-sama, dinner is served. Your father is requesting your presence.”
Tomomi frowned, not in the mood to see her father. “I don’t want to eat. Tell him I’m asleep.”
“But ojou-sama,” The maid protested with a frown of her own. “You didn’t eat lunch either earlier.”
“I’m not hungry, really.” Tomomi stated. “I’ll go down myself if I want something to eat later.”
The maid just looked at Tomomi in worry for a moment before accepting defeat, knowing that she can’t change Tomomi’s mind. She bowed again before exiting the room. An idea struck her on her way down the stairs and she smiled. She can’t change her ojou-sama’s mind but there was one person who surely can.
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Several minutes after the maid left, another set of knocking descended on Tomomi’s door. She looked up from her position on the bed for a second before letting her head drop on the pillow again, deciding to ignore it.
Knock. Knock.“Tomomi ojou-sama? It’s me, Aamin.”
“Aamin?” Tomomi sat up and looked at the door. “Come in.”
The door opened and Aamin stepped in, a tray in her hands. “Tomomi ojou-sama.” Aamin greeted with a smile and a light bow before walking towards the bed.
Tomomi watched as Aamin pulled up a chair and settled the tray on the desk beside her bed. Tomomi looked at what was on the tray, dinner. “I already told the maid earlier that I’m not hungry.”
“I told the master that you’re not feeling well and thus, you cannot go down to see him.” Aamin answered instead, knowing that the only reason Tomomi doesn’t want to go down to eat dinner is because she doesn’t want to talk to her father.
“I also heard from one of the maids that you didn’t eat lunch today. It’s bad for you to skip meals. You know that, right, ojou-sama?” Aamin continued with a disapproving look as she placed the tray on Tomomi’s lap.
“So you were gossiping with the maids about me?” Tomomi asked with a raised eyebrow.
“I always ask the maids about Tomomi-sama’s day when I’m not around.” Aamin answered smoothly with a smile.
Tomomi blushed, both at the honest answer and at what Aamin called her. She liked it more when Aamin would just call her by her name without attaching ‘ojou’. The title made her feel like her father and she really doesn’t want that kind of feeling. Still, Tomomi can’t help but to feel happy and flattered at the concern. Something she only feels from Aamin and some of her maids.
“Fine.” Tomomi grumbled under her breath before she picked up the utensils and started eating and Aamin just watched her quietly.
A few minutes into eating, Tomomi looked questioningly at Aamin. “What were you doing all day?” She asked. “You weren’t around when I woke up. When I ask the maid who woke me up she said you’ve been in the office since morning.”
Aamin bowed her head apologetically. “I’m sorry for not telling you, Tomomi-sama. The master asked me to work on some of the business transactions. Did you need me for something?”
Tomomi shook her head but Aamin just continued staring at her. Tomomi blushed at the stare. “W-What’s your problem?” She asked bashfully.
“Nothing at all, Tomomi-sama.” Aamin answered, a smile playing on her lips.
Tomomi’s eyebrow twitched as she went back to eating. She tried to ignore her butler but she can still see the amused smile in her peripheral vision. She gripped her utensils tighter but it continued to gnaw on her mind. Finally having enough, Tomomi noisily dropped the utensils and faced her butler.
“It just bothered me that you weren’t there when I woke up, okay?” Tomomi said in resignation, having known the reason why Aamin was smiling like that. Aamin stayed silent and Tomomi looked away and sighed to herself as she pushed away the tray, thinking to herself that she must have said something to Aamin.
The utensils on the tray rattled as it was moved away and Tomomi waited for the sound of the door as a sign that Aamin has left but nothing came. Instead, Tomomi felt her hand being held. She looked to the side and saw Aamin, kneeling on one knee, holding Tomomi’s hand in hers.
“A-Aamin?”
“If that’s the case, I’ll make sure to be always here when Tomomi-sama wakes up.” Aamin said with all sincerity before pressing her lips on the top of Tomomi’s hand.
Tomomi blushed.
“I-Idiot. . .”
She muttered under her breath, throwing a harmless insult to her now brightly smiling butler even as her hand closed around Aamin’s.
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>< this is awesome!!! aamin and tomomi and aamin from danso is just :inlove:
Pls update more about these two again xD
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Thanks, I read this on tumblr already but thought I would leave a comment here too :twothumbs
THanks for writing it, absolutely love butler aamin :luvluv1:
Please write more
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You wouldn't know, but my insides are squealing. This was just lovely, and cute on all sorts of levels.
Great take on the Danso scene (I hope you will consider doing more of them?).
Thank you for sharing this gem with us, I definitely look forward to more of your work =D
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I like the Mayuki one ^^
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Hey guys. It's been quite a while since the last one. Thanks for the comments in the last oneshot and I hope you enjoy this one.
viii.
F i r s t T w o K i s s e s
They were sitting on the couch inside Team B’s dressing room, just the two of them, idly waiting for the filming to resume when Mayu asked a question.
“Ne, Yukirin,” She called turning her head to look up at Yuki’s face from her position of lying down on the older girl’s lap. “Have you had your first kiss?”
Yuki shook her head. “Nope.”
“Really?” Mayu asked, raising an eyebrow. “During high school you never kissed anyone? No boyfriend?”
“Never kissed anyone. And yes, no boyfriend.” Yuki scrunched up her nose at the thought of having had one. “I wanted to be an idol so bad that having a boyfriend is equal to crushing my own dream.”
“Oh. . .” Mayu nodded slowly.
Yuki watched as Mayu’s expression turned thoughtful and she knew that Mayu was probably plotting something. Yuki poked the younger girl on the cheek. “Why did you ask, Mayu?”
Mayu’s cheeks turned red as she looked away, suddenly becoming uncharacteristically shy. She kept quiet for a minute before softly whispering. “I want Yuki to kiss me.”
“. . . You want me to what?”
Mayu’s blush deepened. “Kiss me,” She repeated, a little bit louder than the first try. “I want you to kiss me, Yukirin.”
Mayu’s words finally registered and Yuki felt her cheeks heating up. She frowned, wondering what Mayu was up to with her request. Mayu saw the frown and immediately sat up, now sitting beside Yuki. “I’m not planning anything, Yuki.” She sighed before looking at her captain pleadingly. “Just. . . Please, Yuki?”
“Why. . . Why me, Mayu?” Yuki asked. “I mean, I’m f-flattered but. . .?” Yuki closed her eyes for a few seconds, trying hard to control her blush. “Why not Lovetan? She’s your best friend, right?”
Mayu’s eyebrows scrunched together. “Aika is. . . Aika.” Mayu answered lamely. “That would be kind of. . . weird. Also, I bet Sasshi has already stolen her first kiss and kissing Aika would be like, kissing Sasshi.” Mayu looked at Yuki with pleading eyes again. “Kissing Aika is definitely out of the question. So, Yuki?”
Yuki stared at Mayu, contemplating. She agreed to the fact that Lovetan is out of the question. The idea of Mayu kissing Lovetan didn’t sit quite well with her. She just asked to buy herself some time to think about the odd request. She sighed after a while. It wasn’t like she doesn’t want to kiss Mayu. It was very tempting but Yuki had to control herself. It was Mayu. The AKB member closest to her and the girl 3 years her junior. She can’t just kiss Mayu on a whim.
“Mayu,” She started, looking at Mayu with sorry eyes, preparing to turn her down. “Your request, it really is—”
“Please?” Mayu interrupted. “I just. . . I want to know the feeling of being kissed.” Mayu quietly admitted. “You did say it yourself before, Yukirin. Getting a boyfriend is only a way to crush our dreams. And I don’t really like boys that much. . .”
Yuki wondered if Mayu knew what she was saying.
“I thought that. . . My first kiss, if anyone is going to take it, it would definitely be Yuki.” Mayu mirrored the blush that suddenly appeared on Yuki’s face. “Lovetan is my best friend but Yuki is the one who knows me best. Yuki is very special to me so if Yuki is the one who will take my first kiss then surely. . . That would be very special too.”
Yuki bit her lip. Mayu was really pushing her limits. Yuki has never been good in rejecting a request from Mayu. She rarely does it after all. Everyone has told her that she tends to spoil Mayu all the time. She always does things to please Mayu and she does her best to fulfil any requests from the younger girl. She looked at Mayu and resisted the urge to groan.
How can she turn down Mayu when Mayu was looking at her with pleading eyes and a goddamn pout on her lips? Yuki sighed and rubbed her eyes tiredly, finally coming to a conclusion.
“Just one, okay?” She stated, looking Mayu in the eyes.
Mayu’s pout turned to a big smile as she nodded eagerly and faced Yuki. Yuki took a deep breath and slowly brought her hands on Mayu’s cheeks. “Close your eyes.” She said softly, her thumb unconsciously caressing the soft skin.
Mayu did as she was told. Yuki stared at Mayu for a few seconds before closing her own eyes and pressing her lips against the younger girl’s in a soft kiss.
The second Yuki’s lips came in contact with Mayu’s own, warmth spread throughout her body. The hand on her cheeks loosened and Mayu immediately took it as a sign that Yuki was pulling away. She placed her hand over the one on her cheek and slipped her fingers between Yuki’s own, gently clasping on the warm hand.
They parted after a while and stared at each other while trying to catch their breath. The distance between their faces were only a few centimetres and Mayu’s gaze landed on Yuki’s pink lips. She unconsciously licked her own and looked at Yuki in the eyes again, deciding to push her luck.
“One more, Yuki? Please?” Mayu whispered, her hand giving Yuki’s a light squeeze. “I promise I won’t ask for a third one.”
Yuki said nothing as she turned her hand to lock their fingers together and pressed her lips against the younger girl’s once more. The kiss earlier has left her light-headed and Yuki saw nothing wrong with another kiss. She felt Mayu push against her softly, unconsciously seeking out more and Yuki relented, moving her lips against Mayu and slowly deepening the kiss.
It lasted longer than the first one and Mayu felt like crying when Yuki pulled away again. The stared at each other, cheeks red and trying to catch their breath.
“Was that okay?” Yuki asked after calming herself. She watched as Mayu slowly and seemingly unconsciously licked her lips again and Yuki gripped her skirt tighter, wondering if Mayu knew that the lip-licking was driving her insane.
Mayu looked at Yuki and nodded shyly. She crawled over the older girl and snuggled close, resting her head on Yuki’s shoulder. “It was more than okay. It was the best kiss ever.” She answered, resting one hand on her chest, above her rapidly beating heart.
“How would you know? That was your first kiss, silly.” Yuki giggled.
“Yeah, but I bet it is. I’d probably ask for another one soon, though.” Mayu whispered with finality.
Yuki didn’t answer. She knew that when Mayu asks for another one, Yuki would definitely grant the request in a split-second. She just smiled and patted the younger girl on the head, silently wishing that ‘soon’ would come already.
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Aww Kisu~ :w00t: :w00t:
mAyuki :wub: :wub:
update soon!
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wow! a very very cute story!
i feel like crying... I don't know why! :cry:
but I LOLed while reading this...
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I bet Sasshi has already stolen her first kiss and kissing Aika would be like, kissing Sasshi.
thank you!!!!!
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ths was so cuteeeeee..! :heart:
thank you very much! :grin:
please update soon..!
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Sweet! <3
I think I read somewhere that Yukirin's first kiss was Sae
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Mayuki is cute !!! >//<
Yuki really can't deny Mayu's request, didnt she ?? kekeke
Please right more Mayuki >//<
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They are so cute~ :wub:
Please update soon~ :twothumbs
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woah...Mayuki kissu fuwa~fuwa :inlove: :inlove: :inlove:
so cute! XD i definitely love this pair now! :twothumbs
more! :bow:
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Yay Mayuki! with not just 1 but 2 kisses.
Mayu Mayu ask for more! LOL
Thanks please update soon
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Your stories! THEY KEEL MEE!
Excellent work! I hope to read more soon! XD
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Now Mayu should request something else...
Anyways, great job! That so ridiculously cute and adorable... I wanted to get out of my chair and scream "KYAAAAAAA" at the top of my lungs... but my family is home and it's late LOL
:on GJ:
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I fully agree with you mate! Mayuyu should defo request something else! :panic:
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Hi guys. I'm back, this time with some RabuMyao angst. Enjoy.
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T h e e a s y p a r t
It has always been in the back of Miho’s mind, lurking and waiting to be addressed. Miho never paid much attention to it, especially when she’s with her but lately, at night when she’s alone, Miho can’t help but to mull over the thought.
It’s her guilty pleasure. So wrong yet when Aika is around, it’s like the only right thing in the world.
It’s so easy being with Aika.
Aika loves her with a love that Miho knows no one else can give to her. She’s a brat, she’s rude, she’s snappy, she’s moody and Miho can’t even imagine one person willing to love her fully. But when she voices out her thoughts, arms wrap around her in an instant and there’s a soft voice in her ear.
“I could provide three of your good points with every single bad point you say about yourself, Miho.” Aika will whisper followed by a small giggle and Miho could do nothing but push away the guilt knocking on the corners of her mind and press her lips against Aika’s warm ones.
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Miho loves Aika. She does. Just not the way Aika loves her.
Miho is not Aika.
She doesn’t— can’t— love with a love that foresees all negative things.
She doesn’t— can’t— love with determination, ready to face anything and everything.
She doesn’t— can’t— love with a love like Aika’s.
She can’t. Not anymore. Not since Erena.
Because Miho loved Erena with a love that foresees all negative things.
She loved Erena with determination, ready to face anything and everything.
And she loved Erena with a love like Aika’s.
When Erena left, her goodbye left a throbbing and burning scar on Miho’s heart and Miho isn’t as strong as everyone sees her to be. She’s not strong enough to risk the hurt again.
She knows that it’s wrong, that she’s hurting Aika more than loving her but Miho can’t stop. She can’t. Not when she sees the longing looks Aika gives when she thinks Miho’s not looking. Not when Mayu throws her dirty looks every single second of the day. And especially not when she sees Aika with Sasshi.
She sees them. She sees Sasshi being all over Aika and Aika half-heartedly pushing away the older girl. She knows that it’s all Sasshi but it doesn’t erase the bad feeling in her stomach when she sees the proud Lovetan-oshi stick a little too close to Aika.
But it’s okay. It’s okay since when Aika catches her eyes during those moments, there’s a spark in the pretty, pretty eyes of the younger girl and for a few seconds, the smile that crosses Aika’s lips takes Miho’s breath away. Miho knows that Aika still loves her best. She knows that no matter what happens, she’s still the one occupying Aika’s mind and heart. She knows that Aika will never leave her. And the same lurking and persistent thought hits Miho in full force again,
It’s so easy being with Aika.
She catches another set of eyes, Mayu’s knowing pair, that reminds Miho that she’s the best friend and that she knows everything regarding Aika (Including, of course, Aika and Miho’s relationship and where it stands) and Miho can only lower her eyes in shame, the same overrated yet so correct thought continuously lurking inside her.
It’s so easy being with Aika.
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Poor Myao she is hurted by Erepyon T_T
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it's so sad~ :cry:
how about Erepyon? is she in love with Myao?
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Part 2 of the RabuMyao angst. Angst <3 Don't you guys just love angst?
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T h e h a r d p a r t
Aika has never found loving hard.
Aika loves a lot of people. She loves her family who supports her in whatever she does. She loves Yuki, who takes care of the whole team B despite her difficulties in being captain. She loves Mayu, who understands her in a way no one else can because of their special friendship. She loves Takamina, who holds up all of the 48 family together. She loves Sasshi, who, despite all of the harassment, supports Aika the most no matter what.
A lot of people say that her ability to love a lot of people is partly because of her being open-hearted. Which is probably why, despite everything, Aika found it so damn easy to love Miho. A lot of people see Miho as Myao, the bratty, rebellious idol she presents herself to be but Aika, like those few who actually know Miyazaki Miho, sees beyond the image. Aika sees Miho for what she really is: Kind, sweet, funny and at rare times, shy.
“Why do you love me, Lovetan?” Miho would often ask followed by a list of the bad points she sees in herself. During those times, Aika would simply move closer to the older girl, sometimes snuggling and other times sneakin in a hug and soft kiss before whispering,
“I could list all of the reasons why I love you accompanied by every single good point you have but that would take too long. I love you because you’re you, Miho.”
There’s always a flash of something in Miho’s eyes (Guilt, as Aika recognized it) before she leans in and presses her lips against Aika’s and Aika could do nothing but push the thought to the back of her mind and wrap her arms around Miho.
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Aika is not stupid. She sees the guilt too many times in Miho. Her looks, her kisses, her touch. Aika sees it and she knows what’s it’s all about. Aika knows that unlike her, some people aren’t as ‘open-hearted’.
Miho is one of them. Aika knows what happened. When Erena left, Miho’s world crashed down. It was painfully obvious to everyone, how Erena affected Miho. And with Erena’s departure, she brought the precious pieces of Miho’s broken heart along, leaving Aika to try to put together the small ones that remained.
And she did. Aika loves Miho more than anyone and Miho loves Aika. But the thing is, Aika only had a small piece of Miho’s heart as opposed to the whole of hers that she gave the older girl.
Aika sees it all. The guilt Miho’s eyes show whenever Aika would do something intimate. The hesitation that comes when Miho puts her arms around Aika or presses their lips together. The longing look Miho sends outside the world when she’s alone. Aika sees it all. And she knows that it’s wrong. She knows that it’s unfair. She knows that Miho is, at some point, taking her for granted. She knows. And the people around her never let her forget.
“You’re only hurting yourself, Aika.” Mayu said one time when they’re together. Mayu was looking at her with a sad and disappointed expression, the usual mirth in her eyes was not present letting Aika know that this is one of the few serious conversations they have every now and then.
“I know.” She answered back.
“Really, just stop. You’re never smiling anymore. You’re always sad and tired and I hate seeing you like that. Just stop, Aika.”
“That’s easy for you to say, Mayu. You’re relationship with Yuki is perfect.” She knows that it was low of her to bring the issue up when Mayu and Yuki just fixed their problem but what was there to say? It was true.
“We… Our relationship is different from you and Myao’s.” Mayu answered after a while. “We have our own problems but Yuki is not holding on to a lost love when she can just look in front of her. Myao is… She’s not over Erena, you know that. And you… You’re not the one she loves the most.”
And Mayu’s right. Aika knows it. She knows that she can never replace Erena. She knows that most of Miho’s heart will always belong to Erena. Aika knows all of those things but still, she can’t stop. Not when she sees the way Miho’s eyes shine bright again after the long weeks of dullness when Erena graduated. Not when setting aside the guilt and hesitation, Miho’s touches feel warm on her skin. Not when she sees the way Miho looks at her when she’s with Sasshi and she sees the tiniest hint of love that replaces irritation in Miho’s eyes when she smiles at the older girl. Not when her heart beats solely for Miho. Aika can’t stop.
Aika knows that while most of Miho’s heart will always belong to Erena, she’s willing to hold on to the small part of Miho’s heart that’s fully hers if it meant being with Miho.
“I know, Mayu.” Aika whispered with finality, signaling the end of their discussion which Mayu immediately picks up. “I know.”
It’s fairly easy for Aika to love. What’s hard for her is to stop loving the person she’s given her everything to.
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Yes, angst is :heart:
Forever liking everything you posted :nya:
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T_T Love-tan
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i was the one who requested a RabuMyao fic....
and thank you granting it! :cry:
i can't send message on you in tumblr!
thank you! thank you! thank you! :twothumbs
love it!!! :heart:
Lovetan!!!! :on speedy:
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Hi guys. I'm back with some TomoAamin. Enjoy.
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A l w a y s
Tomomi heaved out a tired sigh as she opened the big doors of their mansion. She rubbed the back of her neck tiredly as she made her way inside, her heels making loud clicking noises against the marble floor. She was three steps up the stairs when a voice stopped her.
“Tomomi.”
Tomomi rolled her eyes at the voice as she turned around and saw the angry face of her father. She walked back down the stairs until they were only a few feet away. “What?” She asked impatiently.
“Do you know what time it is?” He asked in a gruff voice.
Tomomi glanced at the watch around her wrist purposely just to annoy her father. “2:30 AM.”
The eyebrow of Tomomi’s father twitched but he said nothing. “It’s 2:30 AM in the morning. Since when did I permit you to go out until this late? Wearing clothes like that too!” Her father added, his voice raising as she gestured to Tomomi’s outfit of a pair of shorts. “Where were you? You looked like someone who went out clubbing all night flirting with everyone!”
Tomomi’s eyes narrowed dangerously. She hated how her father was suddenly scolding her when he was never around. She hated how he was raising his voice at her when he never bothered, not even once, to ask about how she was. But most of all, Tomomi hated how her father was accusing her of being a slut when she was out all night in the library, trying to study for the big exam she’s about to take in a week.
“Since when did you care?!” Tomomi spat out with a glare. “So what if I was out clubbing all night? So what if I was being a slut?”
There was a loud sound and a painful sting on her cheek and Tomomi’s eyes widened in surprise. She shakily lifted one hand and touched her throbbing cheek where her father just slapped her. She stared in utter disbelief at her father as tears started to cloud her vision.
“WATCH YOUR MOUTH, ITANO TOMOMI!” Her father shouted angrily. “I am still the master in this mansion and you are still to respect me! How dare you talk to me like that?!”
Tomomi’s closed fists shook in anger. It was unbelievable, how her father was acting right now. It was unbelievable and utterly despicable how he was treating her and Tomomi has had enough. Everything she kept bottled up inside of her swelled until they all exploded.
“WHAT DO YOU KNOW?!” Tomomi shouted angrily as hot tears fell from her glaring eyes. “You’re never here! You’re never around! You know nothing! All you care about is work, work and work! You don’t even care about this family anymore! You don’t give a single damn about me and what’s going on with my life so shut up! YOU’RE TERRIBLE! YOU’RE THE WORST!”
Her father’s eyes widened and his whole body shook. Tomomi has never seen her father that angry but she was not scared. She held her ground and glared. She saw him pull his arm back, getting ready for a slap that looks harder than the first and Tomomi closed her eyes tightly, ready to take whatever he was gonna do.
There was the loud noise, louder than the first one but Tomomi felt no pain. All she felt was a gust of wind, a tight hold on her wrist and her body being pushed back. She slowly opened her eyes and saw the familiar black suit and reddish hair. A gasped escaped her lips. “A-Aamin.”
The whole mansion was silent until it was broken by the single droplet of blood that fell from the corner of Aamin’s mouth and hit the floor. Tomomi’s eyes widened in fear and worry, “Aamin!” She placed her free hand on her butler’s arm, trying to pull Aamin close to see the damage done. All her anger was replaced with worry.
Aamin however, just shook of Tomomi’s hold and quickly bowed 90 degrees to Tomomi’s father, her hand still holding Tomomi’s wrist. “I’m sorry, master. It’s my entire fault. I’m her butler. I should have brought Tomomi ojou-sama home at an earlier hour.”
“No, Aamin—” Tomomi tried to protest but Aamin only gripped her wrist tighter causing Tomomi to wince.
“I’m deeply sorry. I won’t let this happen again.” Aamin apologized once more before straightening and meeting eyes with Tomomi’s father who just stared back for a whole minute before nodding. “Very well. Clean yourself.”
He threw Tomomi one last dirty look before walking away back to his office. “That bastard.” Tomomi hissed under her breath as she watched him disappear. She turned back to Aamin soon after and looked at her face. There was a large and deep looking cut on his lip; probably a result of the hard slap and her cheek was starting to swell. “Aamin, why did you—”
“Your keys, ojou-sama.”
“What?”
“Your keys.” Aamin repeated in a blank voice.
It was a bit scary. Tomomi has never seen Aamin like that. She quietly handed her car keys. Aamin took it and began to walk towards the door, pulling Tomomi along. She opened the door for Tomomi and closed it afterwards before going to driver’s seat and starting the car.
The ride was silent and awkward for Tomomi. She watched Aamin’s expression but was unable to read anything. She looked outside and noticed the familiar way they’re going. She’s only been there once, after much harassing and ignoring on Aamin.
They were headed to Aamin’s condominium.
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The condominium looked exactly the same as it did before. It was clean and spotless, typical Aamin. Tomomi didn’t even have time to take off her stilettos as Aamin pulled her inside. Aamin led the two of them to the kitchen, “Take a seat there.” Her voice was still blank and emotionless as she gestured to the counter and Tomomi followed silently.
She watched as Aamin fetch some kind of cold compress from the freezer. Aamin walked back to her and met her eyes for the first time. “It’s cold.” The butler whispered before gently and carefully pressing the cold bag against Tomomi’s reddening cheek.
Tomomi was struck silent again. Contrary to how emotionless Aamin’s voice was, her eyes held countless emotions in them. She can see worry, anger, fear, anxiety. They were all in Aamin’s eyes.
“Aamin...” Tomomi whispered as she lifted a shaky hand and carefully touched the very red and slowly swelling cheek of her faithful butler. She quickly pulled away when Aamin hissed in pain. “Does it hurt?” She asked softly, looking at Aamin with worried eyes. “It hurts, doesn’t it?”
“I’ll be fine.” Aamin answered as she shook her head.
Tomomi frowned. “You need to take better care of yourself too, Aamin.” She took the hand pressing the cold bag on her cheek and guided it towards the swelling cheek.
“You’re my top priority, Tomomi ojou-sama.”
The stubborn reply made Tomomi sigh. Aamin has always been like that and Tomomi knows that there’s no winning against the butler. She looked at Aamin, preparing to do some scolding when Aamin’s free hand suddenly went to her good cheek.
“Aamin?”
Aamin’s soft fingers gently caressed her cheek. “I’m sorry I didn’t come fast enough. If I did, I could have prevented this from happening. I’m deeply sorry, Tomomi-sama.”
Tomomi’s heartbeat quickened with the way Aamin whispered her name. She shook her head and looked at Aamin with soft eyes. “It’s not your fault, Aamin. Don’t blame yourself.”
“Does it hurt, Tomomi-sama?”
There was no hesitation in Tomomi’s voice as she answered, “Yes.” Tomomi is known in the whole mansion as somewhat mysterious and aloof. No one has ever really seen Tomomi show any true form of emotion. The maids, the one who has been around her long enough and know her just a tad bit more that the others, have seen her laugh and frown and get irritated but no one ever saw her be happy, be sad, cry or be angry.
No one except Aamin.
And Tomomi only ever shows her vulnerable side to Aamin. She doesn’t know why but it has been like that since she can ever remember. When she’s with Aamin, Tomomi can laugh, she can cry, she can be angry, she can be vulnerable. When she’s with Aamin, Tomomi can be herself.
“I’m really sorry.”Aamin whispered once again. She lowered her hand along with Tomomi’s hand that was pressing the cold bag against her cheek. She pressed their foreheads together and carefully laid her other hand on Tomomi’s red cheek.
Their faces were only several centimetres away and their breaths mixed with each other. Tomomi blushed at their position but didn’t pull away. “I won’t let him hurt you ever again. I promise that. I’ll protect Tomomi-sama.” Aamin whispered.
Tomomi just nodded. “I know. I’m gonna go clean up.” She waited for Aamin to pull away and nod orebefore gracefully jumping off the counter. She laid one hand on Aamin’s good cheek and turned it to the side, planting a chaste kiss on the hurt cheek before walking away to the bathroom inside Aamin’s room.
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Tomomi silently walked out of the bathroom, wearing just a button up polo shirt Aamin owns and her underwear, which she found in Aamin’s closet after leaving them there when she first slept over. She saw Aamin now changed and clean and stared for a while. It was rare seeing Aamin out of her usual suit. Aamin was wearing a pair of short shorts, showing off her long legs and a white tank top. She wondered why Aamin kept her hair short. Aamin would be so much prettier with long hair. Not that she didn’t with her current hairstyle. Tomomi reminded herself to convince Aamin sometime soon to grow out her hair.
Aamin was standing in front of the mirror, carefully inspecting her lower lip. Tomomi walked over and placed a hand on Aamin’s arm.
“Let me see.” She instructed as Aamin turned to face her. She took away Aamin’s hand that was probing the cut and inspected it. “It’s only a cut. Does it hurt?”
“A little.” Aamin admitted with a lopsided smile.
“You didn’t have to step in.” Tomomi said, feeling a bit bad that Aamin got hurt because of her. “I could have handled things on my own.”
Aamin snorted. “By standing idly, waiting for your father’s hit to come? I’d rather take it for you, Tomomi-sama.”
Tomomi blushed at the truth in Aamin’s words but decided to ignore it. “Tomomi.” Tomomi meekly whispered, a silent wish for Aamin to drop the honorific.
“Tomomi.” Aamin complied only because they were alone. “Also, I did say that I’d protect you, right?”
Tomomi nodded as she allowed herself to be pulled in a hug. She buried her face on Aamin’s shoulder to hide her blush. It was making her blush and feel warm all over at how casual Aamin is being with her at the moment but Tomomi can’t complain. She loves this kind of Aamin after all. There’s always been something between the two of them that makes moments like now seem normal. No one felt the need to clarify what’s really going on between them and Tomomi is okay with that.
“Smooth-talker.” Tomomi playfully accused after a moment.
Aamin just laughed and pulled the two of them towards the bed. They both got under the covers and stared at each other for a while.
“Thanks for today, Aamin.” Tomomi whispered in the darkness. “Really.”
“It’s okay. I’ll always be here to protect you.” Aamin answered back. “It’s really late. Why don’t we get some sleep now, Tomomi?”
Tomomi nodded, moving closer to Aamin. She pressed her lips against the cut on Aamin’s lower lip before tucking her head on the crook of Aamin’s neck shyly, embarrassed by what she just did.
There was a content and peaceful sigh from Aamin before she felt Aamin’s arms wrap around her, keeping her warm and Tomomi thought that among the billion of people in the world, it has always been Aamin and it will always be Aamin. The one who understands her the most and the one closest to her.
It will always be Aamin.
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It's so nice. :wub:
I like Aamin and I like her danso. And I like that she higher than Tomomi. :)
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I was somehow attracted to check here even though I wasn't planning to for the next couple days and now I know why!
AAMIN!!!!!!!!!!!! :heart: :heart: :heart: :heart: :heart: :heart:
Thanks for another Aamin featured OS, More awesome Aamin butler danso with her Tomomi-sama!!!
THANKS!!!!!!!!!!!!! :bow: :twothumbs
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AAMIN!!!!!!!!!!! :heart: :heart: :heart: :heart: :heart:
i love Aamin! very much!
thanks!!!! :twothumbs :twothumbs :twothumbs
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Aww so sweet :heart:
Aamin is like a prince protecting his princess Tomomi :heart: :heart:
I love it :heart:
please update soon :thumbsup
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MaYuki! MaYuki! MaYuki! MaYuki is still the best after all. Here's Those things, a sequel to First Two Kisses.
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T h o s e t h i n g s
“Mayuyu! Mayuyu! Did you see—”
Sasshi’s words were cut off when the 17-year-old girl turned and glared fiercely at her. She froze in her spot, her arms raised, as she was about to hug Mayu from behind. They stayed froze for a whole minute, Mayu still glaring fiercely and Sasshi beginning to sweat.
Sasshi gulped as she lowered her arms. “M-Mayu?”
The younger girl said nothing. She narrowed her eyes at Sasshi before letting out something that sounded like a low growl and stomping out of Watarirouka’s dressing room. Sasshi cringed when the door slammed shut loudly.
She looked at the other Watarirouka member’s in the room questioningly. “Did I... Did I do something?”
Lovetan shook her head and patted the older girl on the head. “It’s not you, Sasshi. Don’t worry about it.”
“Mayu has been extremely moody since the past week.” Nacchan added with a shrug. “Something about her and Yukirin. Just let her be.”
Sasshi looked at everyone in the room. Wasamin and Komorin gave a shrug, Ayarin smiled lopsidedly and Harugon pointed at Nacchan and Lovetan.
“Just listen to those two. Mayu wouldn’t say a word to any of us.”
Sasshi just nodded understandingly, reminding herself to tell the other half of the Oshiri sisters what’s going on with Mayu.
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Mayu mumbled incoherent words under her breath as she walked along the hallway of the studio. She’s been in an extremely bad mood for about 2 weeks now. Her captain, closest friend and the girl she realized she loves the most after they shared a kiss have been avoiding her. Mayu thought it was nothing at first. Yuki claimed to be busy and Mayu believed it. She’s seen Yuki’s schedule before and it was packed with photo shoots, tv appearances, French Kiss activities and recordings. Yuki started to become busier and busier and Mayu tried to ignore it, blaming Yuki’s packed schedule but lately, it has become painfully obvious that Yuki was indeed avoiding her.
At first, whenever Mayu would stick herself to the captain, Yuki would gently remove herself from the younger girl and engage in a small talk that never lasted for 5 minutes before excusing herself. It bothered Mayu but she figured that maybe Yuki was just tired or stressed. But it came to the point where Yuki would immediately leave the room once Mayu enters and Mayu hated it. She stood beside other members during Team B meetings instead of her usual place beside Mayu and during stages, Yuki avoided Mayu to the point of dancing on the far side of the stage when usually, she would engage in playful moments with the younger girl.
It was annoying and stupid and painful. Mayu wasn’t used to not having Yuki around and having the older girl avoid her for so long is seriously making her feel all sorts of different emotions and making her think different thoughts.
“Maybe she really did get that I’m in love with her...” Mayu mumbled to herself sadly. “And now she’s silently rejecting me.” It hurts to think about it and Mayu can’t stand the thought of it. She shook her head and continued wandering around.
The sound of several footsteps and murmuring voices reached Mayu’s ear and she picked out one in particular, the voice she’ll recognize anywhere. She ran to where the voice was coming from in time to see the elevator door closing. She quickly stuck one foot in between the closing doors to keep it open. The sliding doors slid open and Mayu’s eyes met the wide pair of eyes that’s been haunting her for weeks now.
Inside the elevator, looking at her with mild surprise was Kashiwagi Yuki, along with 2 girls from Not Yet, Yuko and Kitarie.
Mayu licked her suddenly dry lips. “Yu—”
“I’m sorry, I think I forgot something in the dressing room.” Yuki suddenly spoke up, cutting of Mayu. “You go on ahead first, Yuko, Kitarie. I’ll just follow after.” With that, Yuki got out of the elevator, passing by Mayu and walking back to the hallways of the building.
Mayu couldn’t believe it. Yuki did it again. She brushed past Mayu without giving the younger girl as much as a glance. She even visited the studio where Not Yet and Watarirouka were both recording and didn’t drop by Watarirouka’s room. She felt her chest tighten painfully and tears start to pool in her eyes.
“You getting in, Mayu?” Kitarie asked quietly with a sad look.
Mayu said nothing and just shook her head, moving away from the elevator and walking the different direction Yuki went.
“So this was what Sasshi was saying in her mail...” Kitarie said after making sure Mayu was out of ear-shot. Sasshi sent a mail to all of the Not Yet members earlier talking about a fight between the princess and the ace of team B. Yuko and Kitarie thought that it was just a small spat but it must be pretty serious if it’s making the cyborg cry.
“This is bad.” Yuko laid a finger on her chin, imitating the famous thinking pose she sees everywhere. “Shiriri-chan is crying and Yuki-hime is avoiding her.” A plan slowly formulated in Yuki’s mind and she grinned. “Send a message to all the members of Watarirouka and Not Yet, Kitarie,” Yuko said as her eyes sparkled dangerously.
“Intervention is now needed.”
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Yuki entered the theatre in full speed. She ran inside, carefully avoiding the people working as she sped up even more. She received a text from Nacchan earlier, saying that an accident occurred during one of Watarirouka’s performances and Mayu was sent back to the theatre. Yuki was in the middle of a photo shoot and she immediately dressed up and explained the mail to her manager who quickly agreed to take her back to the theatre.
Please be okay. Please be fine, Mayu. Thoughts raced in Yuki’s head as she ran to the dressing room she knew Mayu frequently stays in. She barged inside the room to see the younger girl slumped on the couch, an arm draped over her eyes.
“Mayu.”
Her voice made Mayu jump in surprise. “Y-Yukirin?”
Yuki rushed to her team’s ace as Mayu stood up. She immediately began checking Mayu, turning her around and inspecting her body for any sign of bruise. “Are you alright? What happened? Are you hurt? Nacchan said there was an accident. Did anything happen to you? Does it hurt anywhere?” She asked continuously, looking over worriedly at Mayu.
“I-I’m fine, Yuki.” Mayu answered, still a bit shaken up and surprised that Yuki is actually in front of her and talking to her but Mayu doesn’t know what exactly Yuki is fussing about. “What are you talking about?”
Yuki’s worried expression turned into confusion when Mayu questioned her confusedly. “The accident. Nacchan said an accident occurred while you were performing and you were sent back here.”
“Are you talking about the technical malfunctions?” Mayu asked. “There were some problems in the event and we had to wait for hours. It was really hot outside and the heat started to get to us so the managers just decided to cancel our appearance and made us go back here to rest.” She carefully explained. “There was no accident.”
Mayu’s words slowly registered in Yuki’s mind and she quickly pulled away from the younger girl after realizing that she was tricked. “I-I...”
Realizing what was happening, Mayu panicked. “Y-Yuki—”
“I have to go.”
Mayu caught Yuki’s wrist in her hand, trying to stop the older girl. This was their chance to finally talk and Mayu wouldn’t let the chance go to waste. “No, Yuki—”
“Sorry, Mayu.” Yuki shook the hold away and walked towards the door. She turned the doorknob but nothing happened. She tried again and again. It was locked.
Yuki was about to pound on the door when a voice suddenly spoke from the other side. “You two are locked there until you resolve your problem!”
“Yuko?” Yuki asked in disbelief. “Yuko, open the door.”
“No!” This time, it was Nacchan’s voice. “Not until you two make up.”
“I swear, open the door right now!” Yuki shouted back, hitting the door once. Her patience was already running thin because of the prank they pulled on her earlier and locking her with the girl she’s been trying so hard to avoid for weeks now is making her lose her mind.
“There’s no use resisting, Yukirin.” Sasshi piped up. “We’ve got the whole dressing room area covered. The whole of Watarirouka and Not Yet is patrolling around the area.”
“I can’t believe this.” Yuki muttered under her breath as she pulled out her phone and started to call her manager. Why were they doing this to her?
“Please don’t, Yukirin!”
There was a sudden hold on the hem of her shirt as Mayu’s shaking voice reached her ears. “Mayu?” Yuki turned her head to look at Mayu. Mayu never raises her voice at Yuki.
“Don’t do this... Stop avoiding me...” Mayu whispered as tears stated to fall from her eyes. “You’ve been avoiding me for so long and it hurts, Yuki...”
Yuki felt her chest tighten at the sight of Mayu’s tears. She’s never like seeing Mayu cry and no matter how much she wanted to avoid the younger girl, a crying Mayu is still something she’ll do anything not to see.
Yuki sighed as she turned around fully. “Please don’t cry, Mayu.”
Mayu just shook her head stubbornly, her tears continuously streaming down her cheeks. “If you hate me then just tell me!”
“Wha— No! I don’t hate you!” The idea appalled Yuki. She hating Mayu? Impossible. If she hated Mayu, she wouldn’t go through the trouble of avoiding the younger girl and practically torturing herself. It was very hard on her part. Avoiding Mayu, ignoring her, not looking at her, not touching her, not being with her. It was very hard and painful. “I can’t ever hate you, Mayu.”
The answer made Mayu calm down a bit. “If you don’t hate me then why are you avoiding me?” She asked. “If I did something wrong then I’m sorry, Yuki! I’ll make it up to you! Just tell me what I did and I—”
“No, no.” Yuki placed both hands on Mayu’s cheek in a desperate attempt to stop the younger girl from panicking and blabbing. The sudden contact made both of them blush but no one said anything about it. Mayu was blushing really hard but she didn’t break their eyes contact.
“Look, Mayu, I... this is about me, okay?” Yuki tried to explain, looking at Mayu with gentle eyes. “You didn’t do anything wrong and I most certainly do not hate you.” Yuki’s hands left Mayu’s cheeks as she fiddled consciously with her skirt. “Rather than hating you I...”
Yuki’s hesitation brought some hope back in Mayu and she looked at Yuki. “Yukirin, do you... I... I love you.” She said with finality. “You know that, right?”
Their gazes met and Yuki’s eyes were filled with regret and longing as she whispered softly, “Mayu, we can’t.”
“What—why? Of course we can!” Mayu argued. “Yuko and Haruna can! Acchan and Takamina can! Why can’t we?!”
“You’re... You’re too young for me, Mayu.” Yuki finally admitted. That was what’s been bothering her. Mayu was still a child. She’s underage and Yuki’s 20. There are things that Mayu still can’t understand and Yuki thinks that entering a relationship is one of those things. “You’re too young, Mayu.”
Mayu glared. “That’s your reason? That’s not a proper reason, Yuki. I’m not that young. We’re only three years apart!”
“Three years is a big gap, Mayu.” Yuki argued back. “You’re young and there are things you still don’t understand.” Mayu has always been childish. She’s spoiled a lot by everyone, especially Yuki and Yuki knows full well that entering a relationship with Mayu will be like taking away Mayu’s freedom. There will be things Mayu can’t do anymore and her moves will start being restricted. Yuki can’t take that freedom away from Mayu.
“Just— We can’t okay?”
“Why?!”
“BECAUSE!” Yuki raised her voice for the first time and it took Mayu by surprise, making ehr shut up and step back.
Mayu’s scared expression instantly made Yuki guilty and she took a step forward, taking the younger girl’s hands in hers. “Mayu... I love you. I can give you that much.” Yuki admitted, her gently eyes looking into Mayu’s. “And because I love you, I want to take care of you. Do you understand what I’m saying?”
Mayu nodded and Yuki continued. “I love you. Very much. And I want to take care of you.” She squeezed the hands in hers. “But how can I do that if you’re making me want to do... things to you?”
“What things?” Mayu asked in confusion.
Yuki’s face flushed. There’s no way she’s explaining what ‘things’ means to Mayu.
“... Things.” She answered back lamely. “Various... Things.”
Mayu stared some more before letting out a sigh. “Yuki, if you won’t tell me what ‘things’ stand for then I can’t—”
Yuki groaned in frustration before grabbing Mayu by the shoulder and turning them around in a swift movement. She pushed Mayu against the door and pressed her lips on the younger girl’s own. Mayu let out a gasp when she felt something soft slide across her lower lip and Yuki took advantage of it immediately. The sudden new sensation made Mayu’s head swirl and let out a moan as she tried to keep up with Yuki. She felt Yuki’s warm hand slide down the side of her body and land on her thigh and slowly caress the vast amount of exposed skin, thanks to her dress, and Mayu shuddered at the touch.
Yuki pulled away after a while and pressed her forehead against Mayu’s as they both tried to catch their breath.
“T...That’s what... I’m referring to.” Yuki breathlessly explained, pulling away, but not too far, to look at Mayu in the eyes. “Those things...”
Mayu just stared dreamily at Yuki for several minutes and it started to make Yuki worry.
“Mayu?” She softly asked as she placed a hand on the other girl’s cheek.
There was a flash of something in Mayu’s eyes before their position was flipped once more and Yuki’s back hit the door. “Mayu—”
Yuki’s words were cut off as Mayu’s lips crashed down on hers in a fierce kiss. The force surprised Yuki but she immediately recovered and started kissing back, one hand unconsciously moving to the back of Mayu’s neck, pulling the younger girl closer. After a few minutes, Mayu’s lips left Yuki’s and started placing butterfly kisses on Yuki’s cheek and jaw, moving down to her neck.
“M-Mayu... What are you doing?” Yuki asked breathlessly but received no answer as Mayu continued assaulting her neck. Mayu settled on one particular spot and bit it for a moment, causing Yuki to gasp before sucking on the spot.
Yuki let out a moan, one hand settling on Mayu’s shoulder, weakly attempting to push her away. “M-Mayu...”
Mayu pulled away after a minute, looking at her handiwork in satisfaction for a moment before kissing the new mark. She looked at Yuki and pressed a chaste kiss on the older girl’s lips.
“I love you, Yukirin.” Mayu whispered, wrapping her arms around Yuki. “And I want to do those things to you too.”
Yuki blushed harder and tried to protest. “B-But Mayu—”
“I’m too young.” Mayu cut Yuki off. “That’s what you were gonna say, right? But listen, I know I’m young but that won’t ever stop me from loving you Yukirin. I really, really love you and if you want to do those things then we will. If you think I’m too young then we can wait.”
Yuki looked with surprised eyes at Mayu, amazed at the younger girl’s words. “Mayu...”
Mayu felt Yuki’s arms wrap around her waist and smiled. “I just don’t want you to hold back, okay?”
Yuki stared for several seconds before letting out a sigh and pulling Mayu to herself. It amazed her how well Mayu handled her issues when Yuki has been fussing over them for weeks. Yuki realized that it was useless to worry about those things from the start. Mayu loves her. Of course Mayu would understand.
“When did you start thinking about other things other than anime?” Yuki teased, pressing her lips on Mayu’s forehead. “When did you get so smart?”
Mayu giggled but lightly pinched Yuki’s arm. “I’ve always been smart.”
“Sure.” Yuki drawled, capturing Mayu’s lips in another kiss, a gentle one now that all her worries are gone.
“You don’t have to worry,” Mayu half-slurred after, gently pushing Yuki against the door again. “If ever you start worrying about my age again, I’ll always be here to remind you how grown up I can be.”
Yuki caught the spark in Mayu’s eyes before her eyes closed unconsciously as Mayu attacked her lips, the sensation making her let out some kind of a purr.
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Outside the room, Nacchan let out a growl of frustration as she struggled between covering Lovetan’s ears and kicking Yuko and Sasshi away from the door.
“Nacchan, what are you doing? Let go!” Lovetan squirmed, trying to remove Nacchan’s hold on her and her ears, curious as to what Yuko and Sasshi were eagerly listening to. "I want to know what's happening too!"
“No!” Nacchan glared at the two Not Yet members who had their ears pressed against the door. “Yuko! Sasshi!”
“OH MY GOD, WAS THAT YUKIRIN?!” Yuko pressed harder against the door, her eyes opening wide. “IT IS YUKIRIN!”
“WHAT IS MAYUYU DOING TO HER FOR HER TO MAKE THAT KIND OF SOUND?!” Sasshi followed Yuko’s example and blushed hard when she heard a moan from the other side of the room.
“WE SO SUCCEDED WITH OUR PLAN!” Yuko beamed before high-five-ing Sasshi.
“You two perverts!” Nacchan shouted. “We were suppose to watch out for them! Not eavesdrop!”
Yuko turned to the fuming girl. “Ssh! Not so loud, Nacchan! We can’t hear what’s happening!”
Lovetan pushed Nacchan away while the older girl was distracted and moved to go to where Sasshi and Yuko were but Nacchan easily caught her. “Aw, Nacchan!”
“No, Lovetan!” Nacchan groaned exasperatedly as she tried to keep her hold on the struggling Lovetan in her arms. She sighed to herself and asked no one,
“What did I do to deserve this?”
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MaYuki! asdfghjklasdsafkdajgfldsjfldjfafas LOVING THIS! :heart: :heart:
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Fanyan... that was so sweet, sexy, and adorable all at the same time. You write MaYuki so well :on GJ:
Keep up da good work~
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Thank you so much :kneelbow:
I love MaYuki, REALLY LOVE.
Yuko is always a good plan, good job! :twothumbs
Sasshi :lol: Poor Nacchan
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“WHAT IS MAYUYU DOING TO HER FOR HER TO MAKE THAT KIND OF SOUND?!” >>>> I DO want to know toooooooo >///<
Mayuki is cute !!! Always >//<
Please write more, I totally love them !! :wub: :wub:
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Good job not yet and watarirouka ;)
Lol poor Nacchan
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mayuki...! :wub:
great fic !i :inlove:
i demand more mayuki..! :cathappy:
sasshi and yuko..! :rofl:
please..please upadate soon :cow:
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YEAH!! MAYUKI IS THE BEST~!! XD
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i don't why.... but whenever i read a MaYuki fic that you wrote, it makes me cry! :cry:
waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh!!!!!
poor Lovetan! :rofl:
Nacchan is like her Mother! :rofl:
MaYuki THE BEST!!!!!
thanks!!!
write more!!!!
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thank to perverted sasshi and Yuko. :D
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YES!!! another MAYUKI!! :heart: :heart: :heart: :heart: :inlove:
Their chemistry is so nice and wow Mayu what are you doing to Yuki.....
but more so what is Yuko and Sasshi doing outside LOL those pervs
I pity Nacchan who is trying to save poor Lovetan while trying to kick those pervs away from the door
to give the busy pair inside the room some private time, but I guess she isn't that successful.
:twothumbs :twothumbs
Please write more
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YOSH I finally caught up! ;____;////
Omg, I love your oneshots, especially your MaYuki ones! I'm so happy right now, and it's all because of you! Thank you for your oneshots, I can't wait for your next ones :heart: :heart: :heart:
Update soon! :heart:
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OH MY GOODNESS. <3
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Hi guys. Back with another MaYuki. This is some kind of a sequel to 'First Two Kisses' & 'Those Things'. I hope you guys enjoy. <3
xiii.
F r i e n d l y T a l k
Haachan
“Mayu, hey.”
Mayu turned at the voice and smiled. “Haachan!” She greeted her former teammate.
Katayama Haruka smiled back and entered the dressing room Mayu is in, closing the door behind her. “Are you busy? I want to talk to you about something.”
Mayu raised an eyebrow. Sure, she’s a bit close with Haachan since they used to be together in B but this was the first time Haachan wanted to talk to her about something. She put away the music sheets she was messing with and gestured to the couch. “What do you want to talk about, Haachan?”
Haachan sat across Mayu and looked at the younger girl seriously.
“Yuki.”
Mayu blinked twice. She didn’t expect Yuki to tell anyone about them. Okay, well, maybe in the back of her mind, she did expect Yuki to tell some of her close friends, probably Sae or the French Kiss girls but Haachan? Well, Yuki did say that she tells Haachan everything so it didn’t surprise Mayu that much.
“I’m not going to threaten you like those scenes in movie because that’s just silly.” Haachan scrunched up her nose at the idea. Mayu waited for Haachan to continue.
“I just want to remind you that Yuki is my friend and I really don’t like it when my friends hurt.”
Oh, Mayu thought. She was getting the talk from Haachan. It surprised her a bit though. She expected to get it from Sae or others but not from Haachan. Not with the constant denial Haachan does of her friendship with Yuki.
“Haachan—”
“Yuki is a very loving girl.” Haachan cut her off. “She’s really kind and she puts others before herself. You should know that very well since you’re in her team.” Haachan eyed her expectantly and Mayu nodded. “She tells me everything. And when I say everything I mean every single thing that happens to her. When she told me the other day about the two of you... Yuki was shining.”
“Sure, she seems happy all the time but Yuki rarely appears to be completely worry-free like she is lately. I always appear to brush her off playfully but I listen to her. She says so many things about you and I can tell that you really make her happy.”Haachan smiled for a bit before turning serious again. “And a happy Yuki makes me happy. Do you get what I’m saying?”
Mayu nodded obediently.
“So you know, just keep her happy. Keep up with whatever you’re doing because it’s surely working.” Haachan stood up from her seat and fixed her skirt.
“Yuki always goes about telling everyone that I’m her best friend and I usually deny it but,” Haachan shrugged. “I do care about that silly girl so really, Mayu, if anything happens, I’ll be more than ready to take the best friend role and set you straight.”
“I get it, Haachan.” Mayu said with a firm nod and a smile. “But that won’t happen anytime soon.” She assured in a confident voice after. She was sure of it. There’s no way she’ll do anything to make Yuki unhappy intentionally, and she’ll do everything to keep her happy.
“I’ll be holding you to your word then.” Haachan gave one last smile and a wave before exiting the dressing room.
Mayu sighed and smiled to herself. For someone who denies being best friends with her captain, Haachan surely cares a lot. Thinking back on Haachan’s words, Mayu shook her head in amusement. It seems like Haachan hides a tsundere side to her.
“How cute.” Mayu said to herself as she pulled out her phone, Yuki would surely love to know what her in-denial best friend just did.
Nacchan
Yuki ran up the stairs of the Don Quixote building, turning at the corner to the entrance of their theatre. She received a mail from Mayu earlier and the excitement in her was bubbling.
“Yuki!”
Yuki stopped at the voice. “Oh, Nacchan.” She walked towards Hirajima Natsumi and smiled. “Hey, I haven’t seen you lately. How have you been?”
“I’m okay. I’ve been busy with musicals and stuff.” Nacchan answered with a smile.
“That’s good. Have you seen Haachan?” Yuki asked. “She’s not replying to my mails.” Which didn’t’ surprise Yuki at all. Haachan can be weird at times and she has a habit of not replying to Yuki’s mails, which Yuki picked up too.
“Can we talk first?”Nacchan asked instead. Yuki opened her mouth to say something but Nacchan beat her to it. “It’s not a request though. So come on, let’s go.”
Yuki closed her mouth and nodded obediently. Nacchan can be scary if she wants to. Yuki followed the younger girl inside the practice room. She noticed the way Nacchan eyes her a while ago and her face paled in realization.
Nacchan would skin her alive.
She just engaged in a relationship with the barely legal Mayu who happened to be under Nacchan’s care. Sure, Nacchan was part of the group who practically brought them together but that doesn’t mean that Nacchan actually intended for her and Mayu to become a couple all of a sudden. Nacchan was known for being rather protective of team B’s ace, having known Mayu as much as Yuki does. A talk with Nacchan is like a prequel of a talk with Mayu’s parents. Probably even worse.
“W-What is it, Nacchan?” Yuki asked nervously after a while.
“Before anything else, I want to let you know that I’m really happy about you and Mayu.” Nacchan said with a small smile. “Mayu has been back in a good mood since you two... uh... made up a week ago.”
Yuki blushed and quickly shook her head. “W-We didn’t— I mean, we made up but we didn’t, uh, we didn’t do anything, um—”
“Shh, I know, Yuki.” Nacchan laid a hand on the panicking girl’s shoulder to calm her down. “I know you wouldn’t do anything even a tad bit risqué to someone of Mayu’s age, am I right?”
Yuki let out a sheepish chuckle as she nodded her head. “O-Of course...” Despite the smiling eyes and bright smile Nacchan offered, Yuki knew it was a silent threat.
“Anyway, on to more important things—” Nacchan took a few steps away from the taller girl to look at her seriously.
“I know you’re a smart girl so I trust that you know the risks you’re taking with your relationship?” Nacchan asked and waited for Yuki to respond with a nod before continuing. “Are you sure about this?”
“P-Pardon?” Yuki blinked, taken aback by the question. She was expecting Nacchan to start questioning her about her intentions with Mayu or maybe downright rage at her for taking Mayu as her girlfriend but not this. It was a surprise.
“Are you sure about this?” Nacchan asked again. “You’re risking a lot with this. I know that you can easily cope with things, Yuki. You’re a strong person, I know that. But what about Mayu?” Nacchan’s previously firm voice was now laced with concern.
“Mayu... You know how she is. That cyborg image is just a defence mechanism of hers.”
Yuki slowly nodded in agreement. Nacchan was right. Mayu puts up a front of being cyborg-like and being un-affected by anything but Yuki knows better. They both know better.
“You make Mayu utterly vulnerable, Yuki.” Nacchan whispered in a soft voice. “You make her so... Human. That’s not a bad thing but...”
Yuki smiled softly as Nacchan’s worried voice trailed off. She gets what Nacchan is trying to say and she’s not a bit offended by it. Nacchan is Mayu’s most trusted person after all. In return, Yuki knows that Nacchan does her very best to protect Mayu. And she’s thankful for it.
“I understand, Nacchan.” Yuki met the younger girl’s eyes. “I know Mayu and I also know that you’re just looking out for her. Mayu is...” Yuki licked her lips for a moment, choosing her words carefully. “She chooses the people she depends on and on top of the list is you, Nacchan.” Yuki smiled. “I know that you know her best. Even more than I do and I’m thankful of that fact because that makes me know that I can always turn to you if anything happens.”
“Mayu is young and vulnerable and that makes me love her even more.” Yuki thought back on her words and blushed. “Well, not the young part, that makes me sound like a pedophile... But I like that she’s young too! Not just in a... bad way.” Nacchan giggled at Yuki and Yuki smiled sheepishly.
“Well anyway, as I was saying,” Yuki straightened up and looked seriously at Nacchan. “I love Mayu a whole lot, Nacchan. I’ll protect her and take care of her like you always do. And someday, I’ll even surpass you in terms of knowing Mayu.” She gave a confident grin at Nacchan’s amused smile. “You don’t have to worry, Hirajima Natsumi-sama. I’m 200% sure about this. We can make it. I’ll do anything to protect what we have.”
Nacchan stayed quiet for a moment and Yuki wondered if she said anything wrong. She was about to take back her long speech but was stopped by Nacchan’s sigh.
“I guess that’s good enough.” Nacchan muttered under her breath before meeting Yuki’s gaze with a big smile. “Just like what you said before, I know Mayu best so, if anything happens, you can just mail me or whatever.”
Nacchan didn’t wait for an answer as she gave Yuki a smile before walking out of the practice room.
“Oh—” Nacchan peeked back in the room to see a confused Yuki. “Haachan is in the cafe.”
“Thanks.” Yuki smiled before sending Haachan another mail and walking out of the room.
“Oh, better send Mayu a mail too.” Yuki whispered to herself.
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“Haachan~”
Haachan let out a groan and rolled her eyes as Yuki took a sit beside her. “Go away, Yuki.”
Yuki just let out a giggle in response as she hooked her arm with the other girl. “You’re really my best friend, Haachan.” Yuki whispered as she laid her head on the Haachan’s shoulder, closing her eyes in contentment.
Haachan sighed. Mayu probably told Yuki about their talk. “You’re not my best friend.” She denied once again.
Yuki was quiet for a long while and Haachan almost thought that the captain had fallen asleep on her until she heard a faint wshiper.
“Thank you, Haachan.”
Haachan smiled to herself and leaned her head on Yuki’s, closing her eyes.
“Whatever.”
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A smile made its way to Mayu’s face as she spotted the girl she’s been looking for. She silently walked towards Nacchan who was busily reading over some script.
Nacchan let out a small yelp when she threw her arms around the older girl from behind and snuggled close.
“M-Mayu?” Nacchan’s hands came in contact with her arms. “Is anything wrong?”
Mayu shook her head, snuggling even closer. She took a deep breath, inhaling Nacchan’s ever comforting scent and she couldn’t help but smile again.
“I love you a lot, Nacchan.” She whispered in the older girl’s ear.
Nacchan was in shock for a second before a smile appeared on her lips. She reached up and patted Mayu on the head gently.
“I love you too, you silly girl.”
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SO CUTEEEEEE...! :wub:
Actually i hate Haachan but here you make her look so cute and adorable! :wub:
why she denies her friendship with My Yuki? :catglare:
i guess that's a mistery of life! :smhid
thank you for the update ...Please update soon :cow:
Give more MaYuki! hahahahah xD
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Le awww~ Hacchan you Obaachan. LOLOLOLOL. This is why they call you Obaachan! xDDDD It was so... le aww moments. ;A;. Thank you so much for the update Yanyan~ xD That sounded like food, well it is. Anyway~ <333 It was so awesome. <3333 Looking forward for more like a boss. <3
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KAWAII~!! :wub:
I love the best friend thing~ :twothumbs
Please update soon~ :cow:
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Friendship stories ; w ; b
That was amazing and adorable, fanyan-san. I love your MaYuki work~ There really is no other MaYuki writer like you XD
Keep up da good work! :on GJ:
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hahaha !!! I love this story <3
Haachan with her Tsundere and Nucchan with her seriousness >//<
They both cute !!!!
Mayuki got a luck to be friend with them :) :)
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aw~
so cute!
Haachan tsundere! XD
Nacchan is Warota's mother! :nervous
the story is so cute! :twothumbs
thanks!
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Hi guys. This was written long ago as part of the EreRabuMyao angst fics. Enjoy. ~
xiv.
H e r P a r t
It has always been a thing of hers. Observing her surroundings and observing people. Erena spends a lot of her time observing even as a kid and she learned a lot from that habit.
It was through observing the dancing and singing girls on TV that Erena decided to try out the ad looking for talented girls on the newspaper. It was through observing the older girls practice that Erena was able to polish her own talent. It was through observing the actresses on TV and Acchan appear on dramas that Erena realized she wanted to be an actress and not an idol.
Through observing herself, Erena realized that she can’t be contented with being an idol. She needs to pursue her dream and that’s what she’s gonna do. There was only one thing holding her back. One person, to be exact.
Miyazaki Miho.
She loves Miho a lot and she knows that there’s no way she can pursue her dream and keep her relationship with the other girl at the same time. She’s seen too many celebrities trying to pursue their dream and have a wonderful relationship fail in either of the two and Erena doesn’t want that. She has to choose and it’s slowly breaking her heart. How can she choose between her dream and the person she loves the most? Erena though it’s impossible to choose just one.
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It was during one of the late night parties they have in the theatre. Everyone was having fun and playing and laughing. Erena sat on the floor in a circle with several other girls as they played a board game. Everyone laughed at Miichan and Sasshi’s antics of cheating as they engaged in a playful argument. Erena was giggling along when she saw Lovetan rise unnoticed by the others from her spot.
Erena followed Lovetan’s movements with her eyes. She watched curiously as Lovetan picked up a blanket from her pile of things and walked over to the other side of the room. Erena realized that Lovetan was headed to Miho who was half-sitting and half-lying on another couch, a few meters away from the noisy group, and watched closely.
It was nice how Lovetan looked out for Miho. Lovetan has always been a sweet girl and seeing Lovetan take care of Miho, Erena couldn’t help but to smile. No wonder Lovetan is loved by so many of the girls in the theatre. She watched as Lovetan gently placed the blanket over Miho’s body.
Then it hit her.
It was surprising and bewildering. Erena held her breath for a moment.
The almost too gentle way Lovetan tucked the blanket around Miho, protecting the sleeping girl from the cold. The lingering of Lovetan’s hands on Miho’s shoulder, slowly rubbing in a soft massage for a moment. The way Lovetan’s fingers hesitantly brushed away the hair covering Miho’s face. The way Lovetan’s hand lingered on Miho’s cheek, caressing the skin beneath them for a moment before quickly pulling away as if she was burned.
Erena saw it in all of Lovetan’s movements. She realized that there was someone else who loves Miho.
Someone who loves Miho more than she does.
Erena gripped the hem of her skirt tightly as she walked towards Miho’s sleeping figure. She stared at the comfortable look on the sleeping girl’s face as opposed to the tired look from before Lovetan finished her ministrations. She knelt down before Miho and dropped her face on her hands.
Erena knew which to choose in an instant.
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“How’s Miho?” She asks.
“She’s better. She’s laughing a lot lately. Have you seen the backstage footage we sent you?”
“I’ve seen it.” Erena answers with a small smile. She’s seen the footage and being the observant girl she is, Erena saw the difference.
Miho’s smiling again. She’s laughing again, making jokes again and she’s happy again.
Erena knew all too well what happened to Miho after she left and for a while, she regretted leaving and thought about coming back but she remembered Lovetan. She remembered the way Lovetan looks at Miho and she knows that someone would be there to take care of Miho. Someone would be there to pick up the pieces.
Erene never forgets. She never forgets what she had with Miho. She never forgets Miho’s sincere feelings for her. Erena never forgets her own feelings for Miho. Erena loved Miho truly. She still does. And it made her feel bad for a while.
But watching the footage, Erena saw Miho and Lovetan. She saw how they’re always together. She saw how better Miho seems to be. She saw the familiar looks from Lovetan. She saw the way they interact. She saw the looks shared between them. She saw the touches passed discreetly. She saw Lovetan and Miho and she knows she made the right decision.
Sure, she will always have a hold on Miho’s heart. She’ll always have a different effect on Miho and the special bond will always be there between them but she sees the way Miho’s smiling at Lovetan. It’s different from the way Miho smiled at her but it was that kind of smile. The kind of smile that clearly shows that Miho feels something for Lovetan. Something deep. She’s just not aware of it yet.
And she think of Lovetan. She thinks of the dedication Lovetan has for Miho. She thinks of how Lovetan definitely worked hard in order to pick up the pieces of Miho Erena left. She thinks of Lovetan who willingly gave Miho her everything and more.
“She’s happy. Good for her.” Erena whispers to the phone.
Erena still loves Miho and the idea of coming back to her sounds inviting than anything else but Erena knows that she can’t.
Not when she knows there’s someone else who can give Miho more than what she could ever try to give.
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Aww~ So sweet! I'm not familiar with the EreMyao pair, but this made me just go 'aww~'! Please post more EreMyao fics!
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Erepyon T_T
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:cry: Erepyon
But she was soooo sweet~~~~~ :wub: :inlove:
:thumbsup XD :thumbsup XD
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KojiYuu, everyone. ♥
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xv.
W a i t i n g
Yuko often wonders when it began.
How it began is easy to answer. Haruna, in Yuko’s eyes, is the epitome of perfection. Every single flaw the tall girl has, Yuko sees it as a part of her. She sees Haruna’s best and accepts her worst. When it exactly began is what often confuses Yuko.
When did she fall in love with her? When did she start looking for her all the time, scanning the stage of countless girls and immediately feeling at ease at the sight of Haruna’s face? When did she start to crave for her presence and attention? When did she start to feel like she’s incomplete when Haruna by her side?
“I love you, Nyan Nyan!”
“Mou, get your hands out of my shirt, Yuu-chan.”
“Not seeing you for a week, it was terrible! I missed you so, so, so much, Harunyan!”
“You’re exaggerating, Yuko.”
Yuko wondered before, if she tries to hate Haruna’s name, her face, her personality, her everything, will her feelings subside? If she counts all her resentments, will her feelings disappear? But it was too late. Her love for Haruna has grown so much, there’s nothing she can do to stop. She understands the way things are. Haruna is not her. Haruna is different, so it is fine that she doesn’t feel the same way Yuko does. It is all on her, because Yuko’s the one who loves Haruna more than Haruna loves her.
“Geez, Yuko, don’t you get tired of all the beatings you receive from Haruna? Just look at your cheek. It looks like it’s swelling.”
“It was just a pinch, Tomochin, I’m sure it won’t swell. Besides, I can take all the beatings Nyan Nyan has for me as long as I can have my regular love-love moments with her. I’d even prefer it if it’s the only way I can be with Nyan Nyan.”
“That’s stupid.”
“It is not! Mou... I tried faking a scowl for her one time but I can’t handle it. Feels too uncomfortable... It’s like I can do whatever Nyan Nyan asks of me, as long as it’ll make her happy.”
When will she be able to comfortably look at Haruna without wanting to wrap her arms around her? It’s becoming more painful each day. Seeing Haruna right in front of her but not being able to do anything, it’s frustrating, wrenching, irritating, exhausting and utterly painful. It’s like having a million dollars, only Haruna is far more important and precious, dangled in front of her without having the intent to actually give it to her.
Never before did Yuko want anyone or anything as much as she wants Haruna and it scares her, so, so much. Because Yuko knows that Haruna will never return her feelings. She knows that even if a thousand years pass, Haruna will still only see her as a friend, nothing more.
But if it takes a thousand years of long wait, Yuko knows that she will still prefer to be with Haruna. In a thousand years, it will still be Haruna holding her heart. If she is to wait a thousand long years, Yuko prefers to see Haruna even once after. For a day, for a month, for a year. Just like that. Yuko will still and always prefer Haruna.
And despite knowing that Haruna won’t be coming for her, Yuko still keeps on turning around, waiting and waiting.
“Nyan Nyan?” Yuko called out as she entered the dressing room. She spotted the tall girl on the couch, fast asleep. Her head was tilted uncomfortably to the side, one hand limp on her side and the other lying on her lap with a loose hold on a still beeping PSP.
She quietly made her way to the couch. She took the game console gently, turning it off before placing it on the coffee table, on top of Haruna’s bag. Yuko slowly took the sleeping girl by the shoulder, slowly and carefully pushing her down and lifting her legs up after, spreading them along the length of the couch.
Yuko sat beside Haruna, staring at her peaceful expression and watching the rise and fall of her chest in time with her even breathing. She placed one hand on her cheek, caressing the soft skin. “You are so beautiful, Haruna.” She whispered to no one.
Yuko continued staring for a while, content with just admiring the beauty of the girl who captured her heart. But Haruna’s beauty was so captivating that Yuko couldn’t help but to lean in and press her lips on the sleeping girl’s forehead.
“Ne, Nyan Nyan,” Yuko whispered quietly. “If I say I love you a thousand times, over and over, will it reach you?” She stayed in close proximity to the sleeping girl, half-expecting an answer but knowingly received none. Yuko smiled bitterly to herself before drawing away. She stood up, glanced at Haruna’s sleeping face one last time before leaving the room soundlessly.
Yuko knows that she can’t give her love to anyone else. She’ll continue saving it for Haruna, hoping and hoping that it will be received someday. For Yuko, it’s only Haruna. If not Haruna, she’d rather be alone. So like yesterday and the day before that, Yuko is still waiting.
Waiting and waiting.
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awww this is so sad!!! Nyan nyan!! what are you doing!!!
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>< I like it!!!! :thumbsup yapparii~~ kojiyuu <3
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Poor little squirrel. She has a big heart only for Kojiharu. Your fic is so touching me T_T
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I'm back with fluff this time. A change from last update's angst. ♥ One of my otp's. Enjoy~
xvi.
W i f e
Pin Pon~ Pin Pon~ Pin Pon~ Pin Pon~
“I’m coming!” Sasshi’s hoarse voice echoed in her apartment as she stumbled off of the couch. She made her way to the door to put a stop on the crazy ringing the person behind it is doing on her doorbell.
She opened the door without seeing who it was in her intercom. “Who is—Moeno?!”
Standing outside her door was Nito Moeno, a plastic bag in hand, glaring fiercely at her.
Sasshi swallowed nervously. She’s never seen Moeno glare like that before. Especially at her. Moeno has never been mad at her before. “M-Moeno?” Sasshi asked unsurely.
Moeno glanced at her from head to toe, taking in her appearance. Sasshi shifted uncomfortably at the stare. She was wearing a pair of shorts and one of her BLT shirts. Moeno met her eyes in a fierce glare once more before pushing past her and entering the apartment freely.
“Uh, M-Moeno?” Sasshi closed the door behind her and followed Moeno inside. “Don’t you have a schedule for today? What are you doing here?”
She found the slightly older girl in her living room, looking over at her mess. Sasshi blushed in embarrassment. Several pillows were thrown around messily on the floor, a blanket hang on the back of the couch, used crumpled pieces of tissue paper scattered around the overflowing trash bin and two empty cups of instant ramen and bottles of water lay on the coffee table.
“I-I—”
A sigh escaped Moeno’s lips. “I knew it.”
Sasshi blinked twice. “E-Eh?”
Moeno placed down the plastic bag in her hands on the coffee table and took Sasshi by the wrist, pulling her along. Moeno led the sick girl to her room and to the bathroom. She opened the closet knowingly as if it’s her own closet, her bathroom and her apartment before pulling out a clean towel and handing it to Sasshi.
“Take a quick shower. You can soak in the bath but not too long. Five minutes top. Make sure the water is warm, okay?” Moeno instructed. “I’ll bring in some clothes for you so just go ahead.”
Sasshi nodded slowly and watched Moeno leave the bathroom. “O-Okay…” She sighed and placed the towel aside. She followed the orders and quickly got in the bath after stripping and putting away her clothes.
After a few minutes in the bath and a quick shower, Sasshi walked out of her bathroom and found a pink pajama set neatly placed on the bed. It was a set Moeno gave her for her last birthday. Sasshi couldn’t help but smile as she got dressed.
Once dressed, Sasshi walked out of her room. She walked to the living room, expecting to find Moeno there but instead, she found a clean room. It was organized and spotless, contrary to its earlier state.
“She cleaned.” Sasshi deadpanned to herself. She looked around in amazement. The pillows were in perfect arrangement, the blanket neatly folded, the trash bin and the pile of disgusting tissue paper out of sight and the coffee table sparkling clean.
“No wonder she’s a cleaning king…” Sasshi mumbled to herself. She heard some sounds from her kitchen and followed it.
She found Moeno placing a freshly prepared dish on the table. Sasshi’s eyes widened slowly. It was not the delicious looking food on her table or the sweet smell of whatever else Moeno prepared that shocked her. It was the sight of Moeno. The sleeves of the uniform she’s wearing were rolled up to her elbow, her previously free hair now tied in a messy side ponytail and her clothes protected by a pink frilly apron. Moeno looked like the perfect wife. Sasshi felt her chest tighten at the thought. She would surely envy whoever Moeno marries in the future.
“Ah, Sasshi.”
Moeno’s voice snapped Sasshi out of her trance. She looked up at Moeno. “Yeah?”
“Knowing you, you haven’t had any real food since yesterday, am I right? And no, those unhealthy, processed, calorie-filled excuses of a food don’t count.” Moeno asked with a raised eyebrow. It was so sure that Sasshi could only smile sheepishly.
“You’re hopeless.” Moeno shook her head and sat on one of the chairs. She patted the chair beside her. “Come on, let’s eat.”
Sasshi sat beside her long time friend and started eating. Her eyes widened at her first bite and she let out a small squeal. “Ah, this is so good~”
Moeno smiled as she stared on her own plate. “I’ve been learning how to cook lately.”
Sasshi smiled happily. “Well, it’s paying off.” Sasshi looked up to look at Moeno. “You’d make a good wife!”
Moeno’s smile melted away and a complicated expression took its place. Sasshi tilted her head but Moeno just shook it away, going back to her meal and gesturing Sasshi to do the same, and in a few minutes, they were both done.
“Here,” Moeno handed Sasshi two medicine pills, “Take these.”
The sick girl nodded and took the medicine, all the while thinking in amazement how Moeno came prepared. Moeno stood up from her seat and started gathering the plates.
“Ah, I’ll do those!” Sasshi quickly stood up.
Moeno quickly shook her head, snatching the plate Sasshi was holding. “I can take care of these, go in your room and rest.”
“But you already did so much, Moeno!” Sasshi argued. “Let me do this.”
Moeno narrowed her eyes. “You’re sick, go rest.”
Sasshi shook her head stubbornly. “No, Moeno, let me—”
“Rino.”
The sudden use of her first name took Sasshi by surprise. Moeno was looking at her with soft, gentle eyes. Moeno was one of the few people who call her by her first name. Usually when she’s serious.
“Rino, please? I’ll go there once I’m done here.”
Sasshi pursed her lips. It was terribly unfair of Moeno to catch her off-guard like that.
“Ne, Rino?”
Sasshi let out a sigh of defeat after a while. There’s no way she’ll win against Moeno.
“Stay over? You don’t have an early morning schedule, right?”
Moeno smiled. “Yes, okay.”
“Okay.” Sasshi nodded and left Moeno in the kitchen, trudging to her room, mumbling about ‘unfair friends’ and ‘using one’s weakness’.
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Sasshi clutched one of her pillows closer to her chest as she watched Moeno exit the bathroom in one of her spare pajamas, her still damp hair flowing behind her back freely. She went on about with some stuff before joining Sasshi in the bed.
“How are you feeling?” Moeno asked.
Sasshi shrugged. “Okay, I guess. I just felt really, really terrible yesterday while getting ready for the event. When they called us, I tried to stand to go but my knees instantly gave in.”
“You could have at least told me, you know.” Moeno chided. “I asked Akicha where you were when they came back and she suddenly told me that you weren’t present. And geez, Sasshi, learn to take better care of yourself, I worry, you know.”
Sasshi stuck out her tongue in response. She’s never been someone who takes good care of one’s self. “But you do that pretty good. Like what you did today.”
“Well, I know you’re terrible at it. And I already foresaw you doing everything you did. Eating bad food, lounging in your couch…” Moeno shrugged and smiled. “Maybe I know you too well.”
Sasshi smiled as she got under the covers with Moeno. “You’re the greatest, moe-peanuts.” Sasshi teased. “Thank you for taking care of me today.”
Moeno wrinkled her nose cutely. “That’s what I seem to do best.”
Sasshi smiled at the action and stared for a while. Moeno has always been the responsible one between the two of them. And Sasshi couldn’t help but to think that they make a great pair. Their time together in B was heavenly and despite the huge team shuffle and being separated, their relationship remained the same. From their time as research students to being promoted together and slowly reaching their dream to stand on stage together, they’re Rino and Moeno. No matter what happens, they will always be Rino and Moeno. Nito Moeno will always know Sashihara Rino best.
“You’d make a good wife.” She repeated her earlier words.
The same expression crossed Moeno’s face. “T-That’s—”
“—My wife.”
Sasshi interrupted with a huge grin before going further under the covers and snuggling closer to the stunned girl, pulling the covers up until only her eyes were visible.
Moeno recovered after a while and felt a huge brush creep up her face. She looked down to berate the other girl for her remark but found Sasshi’s eyes looking sheepishly up at her.
“Geez…” Moeno sighed and lightly and playfully landed her fist on top of the girl’s head before reaching for the remote on the bedside table and turning off the lights.
“Baka Sasshi.”
Sasshi giggled. “I like it more when you call me by my first name.”
“Hai, hai.” Moeno lazily slurred as she got comfortable under the covers and snuggled closer.
She let out a yawn, “Good night, Rino.”
Sasshi smiled to herself. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the extra warmth Moeno’s body offered.
“Good night, Moeno.”
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The sleeves of the uniform she’s wearing were rolled up to her elbow, her previously free hair now tied in a messy side ponytail and her clothes protected by a pink frilly apron.
I so can imagine this... :inlove: Moe-peanuts looks perfect!!! :oops:
Love this fluff... such good stuff... :thumbup ;)
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I enjoyed reading this :heart: highlight of my morning~~
Update when you can~~
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SasshiMoe~ :twothumbs
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Oh a new pairing and it's a cute one ^^
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Hey guys. It's been a while. I'm back with some love for my ultimate otp. <333
xvii.
I f T o m o r r o w C o m e s
A sigh escaped Kashiwagi Yuki’s lips as she sat alone inside the dressing room. Her eyes drifted to the white walls of the room, the only barrier separating her from the girl occupying her thoughts. She reached inside her bag for her iphone, hoping to see a new mail but disappointment only washed over her yet again. She went to her inbox and stared at the last mail she received, dated two days ago. She buried her face in her hands and a small cry broke through her lips,
“How long are you going to stay angry, Mayu?”
Despite their fight being two days ago, the words they threw at each other were still fresh and painful in Yuki’s mind.
“Just drop it, Mayu!”
“I’m just asking you, Yuki! I just want to know!”
“There’s nothing to ask and to know. Drop it already.”
“I won’t speak to you ever again if you don’t tell me, Kashiwagi Yuki!”
“Stop being childish, Mayu! I hate it when you act childish!”
“If you hate it so much then maybe you shouldn’t be dating someone like me!”
“Well, you know what, maybe I shouldn’t!”
“F-Fine then. I hate you. Goodbye, Kashiwagi Yuki.”
She regretted her words the second they came out of her mouth but her pride and anger prevented her from running after Mayu. She tried calling the other girl but Mayu turned her phone off at her. She tried going to her house only to be told by her mother that Mayu is ‘not feeling well’ and that she should ‘rest’. Even Lovetan refused to tell Yuki anything. The events they were scheduled to appear together in have been rearranged too. Mayu went as far as too have her already set schedule change just so she won’t see Yuki.
Today’s special performance is the only event they’re set to appear in together since their fight, Yuki refuse to refer to it as break-up, because it cannot be rescheduled and even now, Mayu requested to be assigned to a different dressing room.
Two knocks on the door cut off Yuki’s thoughts.
“We’re starting in five minutes, Kashiwagi-san! Please proceed to the stage!”
“Hai!” Yuki answered in her idol-voice and she faced the mirror. She arranged her hair and her black dress. She carefully wiped at her eye to rid it of any tears and stood up. She read through her lyrics one last time and immediately thought of Mayu. Maybe this was her last chance to get the younger girl back. And by all means, Yuki would do just that.
She walked towards the door but stopped for a moment. She placed both hands on the wall separating her from her loved one and pressed her forehead tiredly against it.
“Mayu…”
The name came out in a soft whisper and Yuki almost wished that Mayu could hear her. She smiled sadly at her impossible thoughts and pulled away from the wall. She let out another sigh before exiting her dressing room and heading to the stage.
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When she arrived on stage, Mayu was already there, engaged in a polite conversation with JUJU. She greeted the singer with a polite bow and a small smile. She turned to Mayu apparently, the younger girl found her black heels more interesting than Yuki and Yuki resisted the urge to frown.
“Hai, everyone! We’re starting in ten seconds!”
Yuki nodded and closed her eyes for a moment to compose herself. She held the mic tightly in her hands and waited for the signal to start, all the while, her eyes were trained on Mayu.
“5, 4, 3, 2, and—”
I won’t leave with a goodbye
Because I’ll see you every time I close my eyes
It almost surprised Yuki how easily the words left her mouth as she stared at the younger girl. Her voice almost got stuck in her throat as Mayu raised her eyes and met Yuki’s for the first time and it surprised Yuki how intense Mayu was looking at her. But Yuki quickly noticed that it was not Mayu’s usual steady and fixed look. It was a soft one, almost fragile, filled with so many emotions Yuki knows Mayu is currently struggling with.
If tomorrow comes then I don’t need anything
I just want you to keep on smiling forever
Don’t say it
Mayu’s eyes stared back at her. It was a weak look. A submissive one. A pleading one. And Yuki wanted nothing more than to cave in.
I still want to feel your touch.
Mayu diverted her gaze, looking sideway to the floor, her feet, anywhere except Yuki’s eyes and Yuki fought back the frown threatening to appear on her face.
If you say it, I feel like I’ll fall apart.
Mayu lifted her eyes again and met Yuki’s. Her voice shook a little as she sang, almost threatening to break and to choke. Yuki noticed her eyes were glassy and misty yet the emotions swirling in them still appeared painfully visible to the 20-year-old girl.
So all I could do is feel the warmth as I held your hand
Yuki’s eyebrows knitted up together as she fixed her gaze on Mayu. She looked away from a second when Mayu’s gaze became questioning but Mayu’s eyes stayed transfixed on Yuki’s form as she sang along.
Time won’t stop and will tear us apart someday
Yuki’s thoughts drifted to their argument. It was all because she was tired. She was tired and exhausted and Mayu happened to be there. It was terrible of her. Sure, they argue from time to time but Yuki never exploded on Mayu. She always restrains herself, making sure not to hurt Mayu’s feelings. Yuki hated herself so much for failing that one time.
I want to watch you more and hold you in my arms forever
Yuki thought for a second that Mayu is probably thinking the same thing about the song. The way Mayu put in emotion to every word that comes out of her mouth act as a proof to Yuki’s thoughts. Mayu put in so much emotion that it’s almost too painful and overwhelming for Yuki. It was almost as if Mayu is directing the lyrics of the song to her personally. She most probably is.
Time is slipping away
And Yuki thought, maybe this is the best way the two of them could express their sorry feelings to each other.
If I was only born so that we could meet
Then I want to remember every moment in my heart
Yuki fixed her gaze permanently to Mayu as she tried her best to deliver her feelings to the younger girl. Her eyes continuously and persistently search the other girl’s, silently asking: “Mayu, are you still angry?”, “Are my feelings reaching you?”, “Can you still forgive me?”, “The words you said… Did you mean them?”
Even if it’s just for a second more
Mayu’s eyes searched back, looking so intensely at Yuki again and Yuki felt naked in front of the younger girl. She felt as if Mayu can see through her everything, her thoughts, her words and her feelings.
Let me stay by your side
Forget about forever. Forget about ever after. That would be selfish of Yuki. Even for just a second longer—even a second is enough— Yuki wants to be with Mayu.
If tomorrow comes then I don’t need anything
Yuki let everything be reflected in her face. She looked at Mayu pleadingly, asking for forgiveness behind the words she sang. She probably looked pathetic. She probably looked weak. Her eyes probably looked so sad and lonely but Yuki doesn’t care. As long as Mayu understands what she’s trying to say, as long as Mayu understands that Yuki meant what she’s singing then Yuki could care less about anything else.
Mayu’s eyes momentarily went wide, seemingly in realization, before a smile breaks through Mayu’s face as she sang along. A comforting smile. A reassuring smile. Her eyes turned soft as she looked at Yuki lovingly and gently. As if she’s telling Yuki that it’s okay. Everything’s going to be fine. Everything’s going to be okay. We’re going to be okay.
I just want you to keep on smiling, forever more
It was the most beautiful smile Yuki has ever seen and it was certainly as infectious as it was beautiful since a similar smile immediately appeared on her face.
If tomorrow comes then I don’t need anything
I just want you to keep on smiling forever
Yuki’s eyes shone brightly in amusement and happiness as she stared back lovingly at Mayu. Their movements quickly became in sync with each other’s and Yuki thought it was utterly cute how Mayu blushed and looked away when she noticed.
I won’t leave with a goodbye
“Hai! That was perfect!”
The staff member’s voice cut through the silence after the music ended and everyone clapped at the successful recording. Yuki bowed several times to the staff members, to the small band behind them, to JUJU. She thanked the singer for sharing her song with them and for the wonderful experience. She watched and waited as Mayu did the same, bowing politely and exchanging cheerful and kind words with the staff.
Their eyes met after Mayu’s thanked everyone one last time and they looked at each other, waiting for the other to make a move. Yuki smiled a little as she walked towards the younger girl. She gently took Mayu’s hand in her own and gave a small tug as she began walking.
She stopped in front of Mayu’s dressing room. She placed her hand on the doorknob but heard the faint voices coming from inside. Probably their managers. Yuki bit her lip and moved to her own dressing room beside Mayu’s. She opened the door and entered with Mayu, locking the door behind her.
Mayu stood in the center of the room, looking expectantly at Yuki. Yuki smiled a bit before pushing herself off of the door she was leaning on and walking towards Mayu. She opened her arms as she neared the younger girl and smiled fully when Mayu immediately stepped in and pressed her body against Yuki’s.
“I missed you.” Yuki breathed out as she wrapped her arms around Mayu, squeezing lightly. “I missed you so much.”
“Me too.” Mayu whispered back, her fists clutching the back of Yuki’s black dress. She breathed in Yuki’s familiar scent and let herself be lost in the warmth she longed for in the past days. “I missed you too, Yukirin.”
Yuki pressed her lips on top of Mayu’s head as her fingers ran through the long hair she missed touching. They stayed like that for a long while, Yuki stroking Mayu’s hair and pressing her lips every now and then on top of her head and Mayu burying her face on Yuki’s chest, taking comfort in the unique scent and comfortable warmth.
Yuki pulled away after some time. She looked at Mayu kindly as she placed one hand on the 17-year-old girl’s cheek, caressing the soft skin gently.
“Yuki…” Mayu breathlessly whispered.
Yuki smiled and dipped down, pressing her lips against Mayu’s. It started out as small pecks. Yuki softly pressed her lips against Mayu’s, pulled away a second after, only to press back in another kiss. Mayu let out a small grunting sound of annoyance. She placed both hands on Yuki’s shoulder and held the older girl in place as she moved her lips against hers.
The kiss ended after a while and Yuki pressed their foreheads together, trying to catch her breath.
“I’m sorry.” Yuki whispered. “I’m so sorry, Mayu.”
Mayu shook her head. “It’s not your fault—”
“It is. And I’m terribly sorry. I wasn’t thinking properly. I regretted everything I said immediately but I was too proud to come after you.” Yuki kissed Mayu again before continuing. “I’m sorry.”
“I’m sorry too.” Mayu answered. “W-when I said I… I hate you,” Mayu looked away for a moment as she whispered the painful last words. She looked back at Yuki apologetically. “I didn’t mean it. I could never hate you, Yuki. There’s just no way. Please believe me.”
Yuki nodded, caressing Mayu’s cheeks gently again to calm her down. “I know that. Me too. I don’t hate it when you’re acting childish. I didn’t mean anything I said then. You’re not childish at all. I just said that on a whim.”
They stared at each other for a long while, both feeling relatively happy and contented that they’ve made up. Yuki smiled happily and pulled down to the couch. She pulled Mayu on top of her and they rested in silence. They stayed in that position, comfortably sharing each other’s warmth.
Mayu was tracing random shapes on Yuki’s exposed neck while listening to her steady heartbeat. Yuki had her eyes closed, enjoying Mayu’s soft body on her and her hand softly playing with Mayu’s free one.
“Ne, Yuki?” Mayu whispered after a while.
“What is it?”
Mayu lifted her head up to look at Yuki seriously. “Even though I said those things about how you shouldn’t date someone like me, don’t you ever date anyone else, okay?” She tried to appear extra serious and scary as she narrowed her eyes at Yuki. “Don’t even think about it.”
Yuki smiled. The action only made Mayu even cuter —if that’s possible— than she already is.
She brought Mayu’s hand to her lips and kissed each fingers, her palm and the top of her hand.
“Of course. Mayu is the only one for me. I love you.”
Mayu smiled brightly. She brought her head back down and placed a chaste kiss on the pulse on Yuki’s neck.
“Good. I love you too.”
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Oh!! Mayuki :w00t:
They use singing to convey their feelings toward each other :wub: It was so nice :inlove:
Good Job Yuki :thumbsup
Thanks for the Update :twothumbs
It's sweet :heart:
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Thanks for updating!! :cathappy:
Mayuki is so cuteee! :wub:
please update soon! :D
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I wanna see that it's an awesome duo!
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your fanfic is very nice...i hope you write black and gekikara...or atsumina...thanks...
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MaYuki is just super duper cute!! I like all your fics, fanyan-san. Especially Mayuki ones :luvluv1: thank you so so much! I wish if you could write one for WMatsui, Rena and Jurina. :luvluv2: I love them as much as I love Mayuki.. hehehe :wub: anyway, thanks for the great fics! Hontouni arigatou gozaimasu! :kneelbow: keep up the good work!
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please make an atsumina
thank you