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AKB48 Fanfics => AKB48 Fanfics => Topic started by: Nyanoha on September 06, 2011, 05:39:35 AM
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Sometime Around Midnight
And it starts sometime around midnight
It’s been a week since I last saw you. That long, can you believe it? Usually I would be in withdrawal, needing to see you. But… I just can’t see you right now. If I see you now, I’m sure to break down. I should be happy for you, no? I should give you all the support possible. I’m your best friend; aren’t best friends supposed to support each other?
Though, I wonder, do you even think of me as a best friend anymore? Do you even understand the emotions I’m going through right now just thinking about you? So many questions go through my head just wondering where you are and what you are doing. I know you more than you know yourself, yet why… why did you have to pick someone else?
I grip the unopened bottle of water in my hand so tightly that it crackles under the pressure. Looks from my friends are received, but they are not given back. I ignore each and every one of them. Pity is not what I wish to see right now. I sigh.
This isn’t like me. I thought to myself. They can help me, right? They at least understand me. Am I so helpless that I can’t even ask for help when it is needed? Maybe… this is why you didn’t choose me…
Atsuko…
Or at least that’s when you lose yourself for a minute or two
My thoughts flash to you, losing myself in the memories of when I was happier. I remember the first day I met you, how your smile immediately brightened my mood. I remember when you first called my name, how my heart fluttered. Everything simple thing you did brought joy to me. It wasn’t until a couple months after that I knew that I was in love with you. That love didn’t change for five years.
I didn’t mind keeping those feelings to myself. I mean, there were times where I would cry myself to sleep, wondering if I would ever have the courage to confess them to you, wondering if I would receive love like I do to you. But I never gave them up; I knew one day I would get strong enough to tell you.
I just wish I got stronger enough in time.
As you stand under the bar lights
And the band plays some song about forgetting yourself for a while
Voices cheering in the distance brought me back into reality. My head turned towards the sound, curious to see who it was. It was a private party, only a select few were allowed in the club. Well, a select few AKB members were at this party. The bottle I was holding slipped out of my hand as I saw the person at fault. I quickly went to grab it but it was too late; it landed on the wood floor with a loud thud. Of all the selected AKB members invited to this party, why was she one of them?
Her head scanned the area at the sound. Her eyes landed on me. I stiffened as she smiled brightly at me. My body slightly shook as I saw her wave. Could she see my face turning pink? I waved slightly and turned my body away from her. I put my hands on my lap and took a deep breath.
I felt a hand touch my shoulder.
And the pianos, this melancholy’s sound check, to her smile
And that white dress she’s wearing you haven’t you seen her for a while
I jumped, surprised at the motion. My head turned towards the owner of the hand. Oshima Yuko looked at me, her face full of concern.
“Takamina, is something wrong?” she asked me. I simply shook my head, taking her hand off my shoulder. She already knows what the matter is; I can see it in her eyes.
“I’m fine, don’t worry about it.” I mustered up a small smile for her. She didn’t look convinced. I sighed softly. “Look, I just need time to myself, alright?” She gave me a good stare before nodding. She took Haruna’s hand, who was sitting next to her trying to hide the fact that she was listening in, and got up from her seat, saying that she wanted to dance. I watched them make their way to the dance floor, jealousy making its way to my heart.
But you know that she’s watching
She’s laughing, she’s turning, she’s holding her tonic like a cross
I can feel eyes on my back and without looking, I knew who the perpetrator was. I felt electricity coursing through my body from just thinking about my eyes meeting hers. My hand gripped the table for support and I tried to focus on anything besides the person behind me.
My ears locked onto the music playing in the background and my eyes on the people on the dance floor. Florescent lights flickered back and forth between the crowd, blinding the unfortunate ones who looked up at the right moment. I ignored the voices of all of them though, just watching each motion they made. The beat of the music took rhythm with my heart, pounding itself in my chest. If only it was the pounding that injured my heart.
The music died down and so did the people as the end of the song neared. I watched as people slowly dispersed in their own separate direction, mostly headed with their lovers into a dark area in the club. With the music and cheering of dancers gone, my ears pricked up at a beautiful laugh. My stomach knotted up as I heard her talking.
And then it was gone.
New music blasted loudly around the club, causing new cheers as people recognized the song. My mind told me to be happy at my savior, but my heart was pinging with pain. I never got enough of hearing her speak. I could feel my heart squeeze as I contemplated on turning around to see her. Then, my heart paced itself again as it came to a decision.
I turned around.
The room’s suddenly spinning; she walks up and asks how you are
So you can smell her perfume, you can see her lying naked in your arms
My eyes widened, my breath taken from me, as I saw her looking at me. It was too late for me to turn away; my eyes already were captivated with hers. She turned back slowly to the person she was talking to, said something and turned to me. She started to make her way towards me. I gripped my left arm, digging my nails into skin. The pain slightly calmed me.
When she got just a foot away from me, she stopped. She took me in, trailing her gaze from my feet to my head. I could feel my cheeks tint. She then gave me a beautiful smile and took that one step towards me, engulfing me in her arms. It was as if time stopped for me, then only thing I could decipher were the warm arms of the person I loved wrapped around me.
My mind flashed to memories of this act I loved so much, when it was only I she would hug so dearly. I remembered looking up at her as she told me she loved me, even though I knew she was only referring to friendship. The way we would sit together, her arm around my shoulders as I snuggled against her. I would remember as we would talk for hours in the same position, never getting uncomfortable. The secrets we shared. The secret I wished to share. All of it. Even her telling me that she met someone else. And just like that…
The warmth is gone.
And so there is a change in your emotions
And all these memories come rushing like fear of waves to your mind
I grabbed onto the warmth though, desperate for it. I pulled her back towards me, surprising her. I buried my face into the crook of her neck. The only place I felt like I belonged was in her arms.
“Don’t…” I whispered. “Just a little longer, please…” Her only reply was to pull me closer. She sat down, pulling me down with her. She wrapped her arm around my shoulders and for the first time in a week, I felt myself in a familiar position. It took all my strength not to break down in tears.
How I longed to be in her arms again, to hear her voice, to smell her scent. I felt like I could stay like that forever. I knew that was impossible however; she was already taken. Fear took my insides, making me scoot closer to her. I didn’t want her to leave, to leave me. I wanted her to be mine, not his. If she leaves now, she’ll just make her way to him, not me. I can’t let her go.
I closed my eyes and took in her smell, instantly calming me down. I felt strong with her in hands reach. Without even debating if I should do it, I leaned up and pressed my lips to hers. I felt her body stiffen against mine but I leaned closer, oblivious to what it was doing to her. Somewhere in the back of my head, common sense was found. I was about to pull away and apologize, when…
Her hands wrapped around my neck and pulled me closer.
Of the curl of your bodies like two perfect circles in twined
And you feel hopeless and homeless and lost in the haze of the whine
That sense in the back of my hand instantly disappeared and I found myself kissing her again. Her lips parted slightly and I found my tongue slipping its way in the small crack, as if freedom was on the other side. My tongue roamed her mouth, making her moan in a way that made me want more. Two things I found out that night: One, she was an amazing kisser. And two, her moans were intoxicating. I wanted to find out what else she can do that made electricity flow into my stomach.
I was the one that broke the ever longing kiss. We were both panting hard, both blushing like crazy. I leaned in for a second, licking the remainder of saliva from the corner of her mouth. She placed her forehead against mine and for a while, we just stayed like that, watching the others’ chest rise and fall. I opened my eyes to find that she was staring at me. The look she was giving me was both confused and adoring. For some reason, it gave me enough strength.
I blurted it out.
“I love you.”
Her eyes widened and she opened her mouth, but nothing came out. I said it again, and again, until she was shaking. I saw tears in her eyes but none spilled over. I was getting confused at why she wasn’t saying anything. My stomach clenched, thinking that she might refuse my love. Rejection soon followed. I got up from her lap and she shook her head, still saying nothing. She opened her mouth again but I covered my ears, refusing to hear what she was going to say, afraid to do so.
Tears overflowed my cheek and I let them, afraid to uncover my ears. She got up and was about to take a step forward, when something behind me caught her attention. Still shaky, I turned around, curious as to why she was looking so shocked. Everything around me froze as I saw someone standing near the bar, looking around for someone. My arms fell limply to the side. His eyes landed on someone behind me.
I lost.
And she leaves with someone you don’t know
But she makes sure you saw her, she looks right at you and bolts
He started walking towards her, not even looking in my direction. When he passed me, I grabbed his hand, stopping him. He looked at me and for a second, a look of surprise flashes on his face. As if he didn’t even see me. He took me in then and realization replaces the surprise.
“You must be Minami-chan?” He said it as more of a fact, nodding to himself. My stomach heaved at the name. My blood boiled; I didn’t like him calling me that. He nodded at me again then pulled his hand away. His shoulder pushed passed me and he hugged Atsuko, lifting her off the floor slightly. I couldn’t help but notice that he was tall, a least a foot taller than Atsuko.
Once he was done hugging her, he took her hand and said something about having dinner. Atsuko then looked at me. A tear falls down my cheek as I already know her answer. I try to open my mouth to say something but nothing comes out, I just stare at her sadly as more tears spill. Why is it that the only thing that goes through my head at that moment is how pathetic I must look?
I watched as he dragged her farther away from me, father away from us. She doesn’t even say anything to me; she just looks at me sadly and walks with him into the night. She was gone.
And so was my heart.
As she walks out the door your blood boiling, your stomach engrossed
And when your friends say, “What is it, you look like you seen a ghost?”
I collapsed onto the floor, my legs no longer able to hold me. I wrapped my arms around my knees and sobbed out. I felt arms wrap around me and I knew they weren’t hers; they had no warmth to them. I looked up to see who was supporting me and was shocked as I saw more than one behind her. It seemed like a lot of people saw my actions towards her, and everything beyond that. I truly had great friends. It made me sob out more.
Sayaka rubbed my back, trying to calm me. I could hear many others trying to soothe me with words. Though it was appreciated, none of it worked. Someone crouched next to me and I looked to see who it was. Kojima Haruna looked at me with a weary smile. She opened her arms and I immediately leaned into them. She wrapped her arms around me and rubbed my back.
“Tell me, what will you do now?” She asked me softly. I looked up at her, wiping my tears away.
“What do you mean? I can’t do anything anymore… She has already decided!” I cringed back at my own outburst. “Sorry… I just, don’t know what to do.”
“Why don’t you do what your heart wants you to do?” I blinked. I did that didn’t I? I told her how I felt, right? She rejected it though. She chose him. Not me. My mind told me to just forget about her but my heart, my heart told me I shouldn’t give up.
I stumbled up, wiping any remainders of tears away. I looked around me, at all the people who were supporting me. “Everyone… thank you.” Without thinking I spun on my heels and ran out the door, into the cold night. I didn’t know where I was going.
All I knew was that I was following my heart.
Then you walk under the street lights
And you’re too drunk to notice that everyone is staring at you
I pushed past the groups of people on the streets, ignoring all the complaints. It was going to be hard to find her with so many people outside at this time but I didn’t care, I just let my feet take me. I was panting as I neared a corner towards the park. Small puffs of vapor formed in front of my face as I breathed out. As I was looking at every face that I passed, I noticed that they were staring at me.
How long have I been calling out her name?
You just don’t care what you look like, the world is falling around you
Am I loud enough that you can hear me, Atsuko? Can you feel my pain right now? My voice seemed to get only louder. I started to walk around in the park, looking desperately for her. I ignored the pain in my legs from running too much, the way my voice cracked as I screamed out her name. I could not lose my voice now.
No pain can stop me now.
I made my way to the back of the park, where there were tables and benches that looked over at the large fountain. I also knew that there were a bunch of food benders that sold food near the fountain. If they wanted to get something quick, they would go over there. As I neared the back of the park, I stopped to catch my breath. I could see the fountain in the distance; it gave me the strength to walk on.
I looked around at all the tables and benches, trying to spot her. My stomach flipped as I neared the end of the tables and didn’t see her at any of them. Just as I was about to lose hope, I saw her. She was sitting next to him, his arm wrapped around her shoulder. I didn’t like the way he touched her, like she was his prized possession.
I took a step toward them and called out her name. They both looked up at me. Atsuko’s eyes widened and she looked over at him. Rage filled me but I kept it at bay. She looked back at me with pleading eyes. When she opened her mouth to say something, I held my hand up to stop her. I had to talk first, or else I’d lose all courage I had in me.
I opened my mouth and told her how I felt.
You just have to see her…
“Atsuko, I miss you.” My voice cracked.
You just have to see her…
“Please, pick me.” Tears blurred my vision.
You just have to see her…
“Be mine and mine only.” Tears spilled and rolled down my cheeks.
You just have to see her…
“My feelings for you are stronger than his, I would do anything for you.” My words became stronger, more confident.
You just have to see her…
“Atsuko, I love you. I love you so much that it hurts. I can see it in your eyes too, the same feelings as I do. I know you love me Atsuko, my heart tells me you do. So please…” I sank down to my knees, my right hand holding onto my left wrist for support. My eyes looked at her pleadingly. She got up from her spot next to him and stood over me. She was crying.
She opened her mouth.
You know that she’ll break you in two
“I’m sorry, Minami…”
To be continued...
*bows* I hope I do not get shot...this was my first time writing AtsuMina...well, any of the AKB couples actually. I hope it wasn't too bad :3
I'd like to thank the blue person (Not monkey) Anon for proofreading all my errors~ You rock :thumbup
I'll be posting part two next week :3
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why atsuko....why!!! T_T takamina love you!!!!
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:on speedy: totally heartbreaking! I can't wait for the next chapter! pls update soon!
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Why Acchan????! Who is that bastard?!!!!
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The Story is not bad, actuaLLy I LIKE IT.. :twothumbs
and You are not like a Beginner, heHe! Keep it up.. :)
I read it for about 30 minutes, LOL! :P 'coz I want to understand it carefuLLy..
and Yeah! It's very sad, speciaLLy for Takamina.. Why Acchan? :(
but we stiLL don't know what Acchan will say next to Takamina,
and I want to know what it will be, I still hoping that it will be Good..
WeLL Thanks Nyanoha-san! I LIKE IT.. GoodLuck! :cow: :twothumbs
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Next week?! Aw :depressed: That's like forever :fainted:
Ahah~ Nah I kidd, I'm sure I can wait...or can I? :mon hanky:
But this fic is so sad *sniff-sniff* why Acchan! Why would you pick a guy over Takamina! :mon ref: She practically is a guy :mon evillaff:
I look forward to more :thumbsup
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I really love the way you write this fic!!! :luvluv2: you're totally rocks!! :on asmo: but this fic really a heartbreaking for me... :on speedy:
What!!! I need to wait another 2 weeks?? :shock: nooo~~~ :on blackhole: I need to know what happen next~~ :scared:
I'll be waiting for your update~~~ :kneelbow:
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This is really sad :tantrum: :tantrum: and Acchan, I KNOW YOU LOVE HER!! Why did you break her heart?? :gyaaah: :frustrated:
and who's that guy?! LET ME KILL HIM AND BRING ACCHAN BACK TO MINAMI :on voodoo: :on voodoo: :on voodoo:
please I need your update :mon wind:
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Hmmmm.. Mmmmmm.... I feel like i'm having a different idea than what's written here. 8DDD So I'd feel sad once I see the next part if it is true. :P Nice work here Nyanowan ; v ;. Always angsty, you. = 3=
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:shocked
OMG
NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THIS IS TOO MUCH!!! WHY ATSUKO WHY !!!!!!!!!!!!!
TAKAMINA :cry:
I'll definitely kill that bastard!!!!!
Please update soon!!!
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Chapter 2
The kill
What if I wanted to break
Laugh it all, laugh it off in your face
What would you do?
My lips touched her neck as my arms snaked around her waist, pulling her closer. She shivered at the feeling and moaned out my name. I could feel the butterflies floating annoyingly in my stomach, making me regret and remember what I was doing in the first place. The pleasure was too much for me; I lost control at first kiss.
I picked her up and sat her on the table, her back to the mirror. Her legs wrapped around my waist, trapping me from going anywhere. My lips continued their way up her neck, stopping just below her ear. I could hear her breathing heavily, gasping as my hand slipped up her shirt. It was like my mind was playing tricks on me. This feeling, touching her, kissing her, it felt right yet, something inside me screamed “no!”
Why is this love so difficult?
Her hands found the buttons on my shirt and she slowly unbuttoned them. When she finished, she threw back the opening. I shivered at the cold air hitting my newly exposed chest. Her hands roamed my stomach, teasing me just above my waist line. I couldn’t help but moan.
“Minami…” The way I said her name sent shivers down my back. My voice has never sounded like that before, not even for him. How is it possible that Minami can do this to me? I love him, don’t I? He helped me find out what love was, how love worked.
Told me it was impossible to love a girl.
What if I fell to the floor
Couldn't take this anymore
What would you do?
Her lips found my jugular, sucking on the vein tenderly. My head twitched to the side, giving her more room. I was panting hard; everything she did confused me and made me want more. I bit back a moan. My hands tightened around her, pulling me closer. I tried to ignore the stinging pain as my breasts were pressed against her front. If only the barrier covering my breast would disappear, then maybe I can fe-
My eyes snapped open.
I stared at my reflection in the mirror. An unfamiliar face stared back at me, her eyes a darker shade of brown. She was breathing hard, holding tightly to the pillar in front of her. Her support’s face buried itself deeper in the crook of her neck and the face’s emotions changed to one of pleasure. Her mouth opened up in a slight “o” and a small sound came out. I couldn’t believe that face was mine.
Disgust flooded my stomach as it digested what I was doing.
Come break me down
Bury me, bury me
I am finished with you
I pushed back and stumbled out of her arms. Her dark hazel eyes showed confusion mixed with hurt. She tilted her head slightly and opened her mouth. My cell phone’s ringing interrupted her before she could speak. I walked to where my purse was and fumbled for my phone. I didn’t even have to look at caller ID to know who it was. He told me he’d call me.
I pressed the phone to my ear and hit enter. I didn’t even get to say hello. “I miss you.” He breathed into the phone. “Where are you?” I refrained from smiling at how worried he sounded; he could be so paranoid at times.
“I’m still at practice, about to leave soon. I’m in the dressing room changing right now actually.” I told him. He sighed out in relief. I couldn’t help but smile this time. He was really worried about me. I heard movement to my side and I turned around. I just had enough time to see Minami’s back as she slammed the door on her way out. My smile disappeared.
“What was that?” I remember the talk we had two weeks ago, remember him telling me not to hang out with her anymore. Telling me she was nothing but trouble. Though it hurt, I listened at first. I knew he was wise; he would never do anything to hurt me. After all, he loves me more than anything. He’s told me before.
Today however, I just couldn’t do it. I couldn’t stand how depressed she looked each time she entered the studio, each time she laid eyes on me. Everyone saw it too; I saw it in their eyes as they looked between us. I just... couldn’t stand and watch anymore. I had to talk to her.
I waited till most of the members left and she was alone. We stared at each other for what seemed like an hour and before you knew it, I walked over and hugged her. She didn’t like it though; she tried to push me away but I didn’t let her go. We both struggled in our own situation till it happened.
My lips accidently brushed against hers.
What if I wanted to fight
Beg for the rest of my life
What would you do?
“Atsuko-chan?” His voice snapped me out of my flashback.
“Oh, sorry, that was Miichan. She slammed the door on her way out.” He paused for a second; the only thing I could hear was his breathing.
“Atsuko-chan, can you come over to my apartment now?” I thought about it for a second and agreed. I had nothing going on. I hung up my phone after and put it back in my purse. I turned to stare at the mirror I was staring at before. My face was back to normal, my breathing normal. The only sign of that moment with Minami was my hair sticking up in odd angles. I combed it away with my fingers. Now nothing showed in the mirror of what events took place only minutes ago. I took haste and gathered my stuff and headed out the door.
I didn’t look around me to see if Minami was still in the studio.
You say you wanted more
What are you waiting for?
I'm not running from you
As I made my way to his apartment, I started to worry about my actions before. What I did with Minami was wrong, it shouldn’t have happened. Yet why, why did it feel so right? I liked the feeling of when she kissed me, when her hands touched me. I’ve never had those feelings before, never felt the shrill electricity course through my body like that.
Why didn’t it feel like that with him?
I love him. He changed my life in ways I didn’t know possible. He taught me what was wrong and right. He was the best thing that ever happened to me, right? I felt compelled to be with him. That was love, right? The feeling of wanting to be with someone, needing to be with someone, knowing that they will love you back no matter what. He can give me that love. But then again… couldn’t Minami give me that love too?
I stopped just outside his apartment, just staring at the door. My thoughts were still running wild. I raised my hand to knock when the door opened. I looked up and smiled as I saw him. His black hair was slightly messy, which was cute, and he wore his usually attire, a black suite and a blue tie. He smiled brightly at me.
This was the one I fell in love with.
Right?
Come break me down
Bury me, bury me
I am finished with you
He took my hand and led me into the house, the door closing behind us. He tightened his fingers around my hand and I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. We stopped just next to the couch. I looked down at our hands and then back at him.
“Who was it I heard that slammed the door, Atsuko?” My heart thumped in my chest, wondering if he knew I was lying then. He wasn’t there, so of course he didn’t.
“I already told you, Mii-” His hand tightened around my wrist, making me wince.
“Don’t lie to me,” was all he said. How could he know I was lying? Could he see it in my eyes? Were my reactions making him think that? If so, he still wouldn’t have known from the phone. His eyes glared for an answer. I decided to tell him the truth, he would understand, right?
“Minami…”
Look in my eyes
You're killing me, killing me
All I wanted was you
The sound echoed through the room as his hand found my cheek. My head wiped back in a painful manner. I looked back at him, tears stinging my eyes. I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out. His eyes were dark, no trace of those loving eyes that were there a couple of minutes ago.
“I told you to stay away from her, Atsuko. She is no good for you; she will only bring pain to you.” He told me. “I forbid you from seeing her.” But isn’t he the one bringing pain to me right now?
“Hisoka…” I pressed my hand to my stinging cheek. Tears overflowed his eyes and he took a step forward. I tried to back up but the couch was blocking me from doing so. He put his hand over my hand on my cheek. Pain. The only emotion I see in his eyes.
“Don’t you love me, Atsuko-chan?” His voice broke slightly. “A-Aren’t I enough to satisfy you?” That was enough to forgive him. I stepped forward and hugged him. He buried his face in my neck, pulling me closer. We stayed like that for a while, only hearing the other breath.
I was about to pull back when his grip tightened on my upper arm.
I tried to be someone else
But nothing seemed to change
I know now, this is who I really am inside
I gasped in pain, trying to squirm away from his grip. He tightened his grip even more. I looked up at him, pleading for him to let me go. His tears were gone, his eyes hard again. He was staring at my neck, staring at the small pink mark.
My eyes widened as I realized where it came from. His gaze turned to me; anger flashed from his face. I could see it in his eyes; he knows where it’s from. I tried to speak but he pushed me onto the couch. I thrashed my legs into the air as he made his way toward me, not wanting him to get closer. He pushed my legs down and jumped on top of me, my breath leaving my lungs. I heaved for air.
His fist pulled back and before I can put my hands up to defend myself, his fist crashes into my jaw. For the second time that day, my head is whipped back. Pain seized my face like I’ve never felt before. Tears stung my eyes and soon overflowed from the pain. I coughed slightly and turned my head away. I tasted blood.
We stayed in that position for a long time, till finally, he got off. I heard him make his way to the kitchen, heard him get something from the fridge. He came back and put a bottle of water on the coffee table. With that, he made his way to his room. He stopped just at the door. He turned towards me.
“I forbid you from seeing her again.”
He left with that warning.
Finally found myself
Fighting for a chance
I know now, this is who I really am
I wiped the tears from my eyes and stumbled off the couch, catching myself on the coffee table when I fell. I ignored the water bottle and made my way to the door. I tried to move as fast as possible, just in case he’d come out again. Once out the door, I ran from the apartment and into the night. I ran as fast as I could, ignoring every stare people were giving me.
When I was tired of running, I went into a small alley. I pushed past some metal trash cans and into a small space between two of them. I hugged my legs and laid my forehead on my knees. I began to cry, not caring if anyone found me or heard me.
Was love always this painful?
Come break me down
Bury me, bury me
I am finished with you
Was that truly love? Minami would never treat me like that though. Or maybe he was just protecting me? Something like that isn’t love, is it? I’ve heard of tough love, but that cannot be the meaning. To love me one second, then hit me the next. That cannot be what love is about.
Was he simply confused with his feelings? No, that can’t be it. Minami didn’t act this way. She has never hit me before, well, not like that. She’s never enforced that much pain on me on purpose. If anything, she has at least apologized for it.
Minami…
Look in my eyes
You're killing me, killing me
All I wanted was you
He told me that I was forbidden to see her again, but that is pretty much impossible. She works in the same business as I do; we see each other every day. Not only that but, my heart will fail me if I stop seeing her. She’s my best friend; it’s like separating two twins from each other. Or rather, two lovers from each other.
Why did this have to be so confusing? Why can’t I just decide who I love more? The man who told me what love was, or the girl that makes me feel funny, the one who has always been there for me. Images of what happened in the dressing room covered my thoughts, making me even more confused as I blushed from them.
Is it really not okay to love a girl?
She’s always been there for me, ever since I first met her. She may fail sometimes but that’s what makes her, her. Most people think she isn’t funny at times, but to me, she is funny in her own way. She was the one who helped me make it through in hard times, the one who held my hand whenever I was scared.
Does this feeling mean I’m in love with her?
Come, break me down
Break me down
Break me down
I stood up from where I was sitting and made my way into civilization. I looked up into the dark sky, wondering when I would see stars again, see the bright smiles of each and every one of them. I could still feel the pain from where he hit me, where he hurt me. Heart and all.
I was still very confused on what I felt. Everything, my mind, my heart, was confused. It’s better if I wasn’t with anyone maybe. Maybe then I wouldn’t get so hurt and beat up? I don’t care about myself though, I care for them. My heart criticizes me, screams at me to pick someone so it wouldn’t break any longer.
I began the journey to my house slowly, only stopping when I had to. When I finally got home, it was a little past my curfew. When my parents called me over, I simply ignored them and went up to my room, locking the door. I curled in a ball at the corner of my bed, my back to the door. I quietly sobbed to myself.
Maybe it was best if I was to never love at all.
What if I wanted to break?
What if I…
Bury me, bury me
The next day, I didn’t go to work, afraid of people seeing my bruises.
To be continued...
*hides behind shelter* Sorry...that was quiet sad wasn't it? xD It hurts me just as much as it hurts you guys ;___;/ My oshimen is getting hurt as well!
Thank you all so much for your comments, I'm glad that you liked it :3 I hope in the end it reached your expectations. :kneelbow: I would also like to say something that I didn't say before in the first chapter. I'm not sure if anyone really caught this, but the reason only a few AKB members were allowed in the club was not because of-I guess you can call it-low invitations but because of their age. The people I mentioned before were all above 20 :3
Thank you again for commenting. Please review again, I'd like to know your views on things :3
If I get enough, I might just post the 3rd chapter this weekend :wahaha: *Review whore* Jk ;)
I would also like to thank Anon for editing and reassuring me that it was good :heart: :heart: You are awesome!
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waaa..... I'm crying~~~ why~ why~ :fainted:
i love how you potrayed their emotions... :farofflook: this chapter is really sad for me~~
i must kill that idiot!!! :temper: how dare he hurt Acchan!!! :on voodoo: ARGH!!!! :mon mad:
looking forward for the next chapter.... :kneelbow:
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REALLY :angry: ?! Who is that idiot? I gonna kill him. :banghead: :banghead:
How can he hit Acchan, twice :cry: ?
And Takamina, don't give up yet, girl. :( Acchan need you now.
To AU, I totally love you fic. :yep: Even though it keep making my heart broken. :bleed eyes: :panic:
anyway, thank for update :twothumbs
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Man, you do a lot of things I don't, LOL. I should probably step up the pedestal and start continuing Lost. xD LOLOLOL Bah. Nanohaaaaaaa. What are you doiiinguu? ;_____; I need Chapter 3 now and mai happy AtsuMina ;____;. Update soon ;___;
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That bastard deserves my fist in his face!!!!!
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damn! he hurt acchan! i'll kill him!! :angry: :angry: :angry:
btw there's a song in it right? bury me by 30 seconds to mars ..^^ :twothumbs i like that song..^^
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NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :temper: :mon mad:
HOW DARE HIM HIT ATSUKO!!!!
I'm SO GOING TO HUNT HIM DOWN, THEN SLOWLY TORTURE HIM TO DEATH! HOW DARE HIM!!!!!
This makes me so angry!!!!
Atsuko better realize that it's Takamina that u have loved all this time!!!! That Dude just sweet talk you, there no right or wrong in love(though depending on the situation and in this case, this is very wrong! Hitting someone you love!!! That's Fcked up!!!)
please udpate soon
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Flean: I'm sorry I made you cry. *hands tissues* But don't worry, you are not the only one who wants to kill him ;) Thank's for the comment!
kazuski: *puts pillows on wall* *pats* Thank you for the kind comment, sorry about the whole heart-breaking thing though :roll:
arisa03: I do what I got to do Riri-chan~~ :heart: Yes, you must >=D And I'm not sure what I am doing :P For you, I shall post chapter 3 early :heart: Thank you for the comment :3
kahem: Indeed he does ;) Thanks for the comment!
khryz0421: Everyones first reaction...killing :heart: Awesome! :D And yes, it is by 30STM (my favorite American band) I'm so glad you noticed! Thanks for the comment!
blughise: =O Rage indeed! * extinguishes fire* I hope this chapter will make you feel better :P Thanks for the comment!
Thanks for the comments everyone! I'll make sure to do something bad to him ne? :P (Jk (JK to JK) (JK?))
Confused yet?
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Broken Strings
Italics-Atsuko POV
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Bold-Takamina POV
Let me hold you for the last time
It's the last chance to feel again
But you broke me, now I can't feel anything
I walked into the studio and stopped. I pulled my jacket closer to me, still self-conscious to the fact that my bruises were still there. The one on my face was still there, but I covered it well enough with makeup. The one on my upper right arm and shoulder were not covered with makeup though, only covered by my jacket. I wondered if anyone would notice; I wondered if she would notice.
I took a deep breath and started my way towards the dressing room. I made sure to come early enough that no one was around. It was silent around the studio, something that I never really witness often. It was something I wasn’t used to, something I never liked. I liked that it was always noisy inside; it made me feel comfortable, like I belonged in the group.
I went around the corner and stopped, backing up before they could see me. I held my breath. What were they doing here so early? They never come here early; they’re usually the last ones in the studio actually. I knew it was bad for me to stay where I was and listen, but my curious mind had other thoughts. I leaned my face to the edge of the wall and looked over, just enough that I could see with one eye.
The taller one leaned the shorter one against the wall, her arm stretched out on the wall, trapping her. Their bodies were pressed against each other; even their legs were entangled. They were locked in a staring contest, their eyes boring into the other. The taller one’s lips curled into a half smile as she leaned forward. The one against the wall twitched, her hands going to the other’s waist, pushing her closer.
I watched as their lips touched the other, their eyes closing in bliss.
When I love you and so untrue
I can't even convince myself
When I'm speaking it's the voice of someone else
My hand went up to my mouth, my eyes widening as I saw the forbidden act. I tried to move my head to look away but I stood there frozen, unable to look away. My face blushed red as I saw hands going to places they shouldn’t be. I thought I was going to pass out from the blood rushing to my face when the taller one slapped the small hand that was making its way up her shirt. She stepped back.
“I win.” She smirked. The smaller girl pouted, crossing her arms.
“That’s not fair, Nyan-nyan, you cheated. Again.” The taller girl did not deny it.
“You never pushed me away Yuu-chan,” Haruna said, winking at Yuko. “You may say that I cheated, but we all know that you’ve been planning that from the beginning~” Yuko glared at her before pouting. She couldn’t hide the sparkles her eyes were making. “That’s what I thought.” Haruna smiled at Yuko tenderly, taking one of her hands. “Gomen, I could not help it, I’m just too competitive.” They started to look each other in the eyes again.
I gulped.
I made sure they weren’t looking. As quietly as I could, I rounded the corner and entered the first room on my left. I turned around and slid down the door, onto my knees. I stared out into the dark room waiting for my vision to get used to the dark, panting.
When my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I slowly got up and fumbled around till my hand flicked the switch. My heart pounded in my chest, sending shock-like waves to my bruises. Now my wounds felt more pain. My left eye closed as I felt the bruise there sting. I sighed out and looked around the room, my eyes sad.
Why must I see this now?
Oh, it tears me up
I tried to hold on but it hurts too much
I tried to forgive but it's not enough
To make it all okay
Tears welled up in my eyes but I held them there, not wanting to cry anymore. I choked on a moan, coughing slightly from the force. My wounds pounded harder against my skin, irritating me to the point of holding the side of my face with all my might. Tears decided to roll down my cheeks then, making me grind my teeth in utter frustration. Why must I feel this way?
I growled at my obstacle of pain and tore the jacket away from my body in anger, throwing in in the corner. My shoulder burned from the force, angering me more. I grabbed at my shirt, pulling it up with so much force that the collar ripped. Something was still irritating my skin, not letting it feel free. I grabbed my bra and ripped it free, the clips on the back snapping open from the unexpected force. I let it drop to the ground.
I wiped the tears away with the back of my hand. I took a step forward, stumbling slightly, and then leveled myself up with the table in front of me. I took the hand away from my eyes and looked up at the dressing room mirror. Dark hazel eyes bore into mine. Those sad, confused eyes didn’t let me look away. They were powerful, a much great force than anything I’ve ever seen.
The eyes then looked down, to my naked back, releasing me. She made her way towards me, stopping just inches from my back. Her hand went up, stopping above my shoulder for a second, as if she was debating something. She then let her fingers lay on my shoulder, making me shiver. If it wasn’t her hand, I wouldn’t even have felt the touch.
But it was her.
You can't play our broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that ain't real
My eyes traced her back, seeing if there were any other illicit marks that should not be on her skin. My eyes touched something that was just above her arm. My nose flared and before I could even try to debate with myself, I moved her so she was facing me. I froze as I saw multiple bruises on her. On her upper arm, her shoulder and…
I lifted my hand and trailed my fingers on her left side of her face. She was trying to cover it, that much I could make out. Her makeup was smeared from crying, the cover up also smeared in different places, showing the bruise’s full glory. I pulled my hand back and let it fall to my side.
She was shivering. Was it because she was pretty much naked, or because I found out about the bruises? My right hand went to my left, grasping it. I tried to calm down before I was going to speak. I did not want to scare her.
“Atsuko… who did this to you?” I asked. I couldn’t help but notice her jumping slightly. My eyes narrowed. Someone did do this to her then, and I bet I knew who it was too. I wonder if this was why she wasn’t here yesterday. Her mom only called me to tell me she wasn’t feeling good.
If I have not thought about coming early today, I probably wouldn’t have noticed. I wouldn’t have noticed her walk into the studio, wouldn’t have noticed her reactions as she saw the KojiYuu act in front of her. Most importantly, I wouldn’t have seen her enter this room, her face full of emotion.
When she entered the room, I stepped out of my hiding place, into the open. Yuko’s eyes twitched to me at the movement and when she saw me, she literally jumped to Haruna’s height. I ignored them and went to the door Atsuko went in. I opened it silently and slipped in, locking the door in the process. I then turned around in time to see her rip her bra off and walk forward to the mirror.
I saw her wide, scared eyes look up in the mirror, finally seeing me.
Oh, the truth hurts and lies worse
How can I give anymore
When I love you a little less than before?
My eyes went up to hers, watching as they shook. She could not look away; I was trapping her with my stare. She opened her mouth to say something, but only a small squeak came out. My hand went up and cupped her un-bruised cheek, watching in wonder as she leaned into my palm. I couldn’t help but twitch a smile.
“Acchan, who exactly did this to you?” I asked her again, this time in a calmer voice. She closed her eyes slightly and took a deep breath, her nose rubbing against my palm. She opened her eyes slowly, exhaling. Her eyes were different, much calmer. Every emotion she had in them before was now gone. She opened her mouth to speak but the answer was not what I expected.
“I simply fell down my stairs is all; you don’t need to worry about it.” The lie fell from her lips as if it were natural.
“Now why....” I leaned closer. “Don’t I believe that?” Her telltale eyes showed me everything I needed. “It was him, wasn’t it?” She shook her head. I leaned closer till out noses touched. “Atsuko, I want you to tell me the truth.”
“I alre-” My lips touched hers, stopping her from another lie.
“I don’t like you lying.” She flushed and opened her mouth to speak again before closing it. She was thinking; that much was for sure.
“What if I told you I wasn’t lying?” I took as step back, slightly angry.
“Bullshit,” I scoffed. “Why are you defending him? A guy like him shouldn’t be defended. He should be put in jail!” She flinched at my words.
“He didn’t mean…”
“Didn’t “mean”, Atsuko? This,” My hand went up to her bruises, emphasizing. “Shouldn’t be an accident either! How could you even think it was one?”
“If he truly loved you, he wouldn’t have done this in the first place, bringing pain onto you.”
Oh, what are we doing?
We are turning into dust
Playing house in the ruins of us
Her words were like a slap to the face, making me freeze. Why must I feel this way? More tears spilled my eyes as I realized that she was probably right. My legs gave out then and I fell onto my knees. She bent down, asking if I was okay, but I didn’t say anything. I was too focused on my thoughts, processing everything that has happened to me, seeing if that love I’ve been given was truly love.
I remembered when I first met him, how I used to see him in the same cafe every day where I got coffee on my way to work. I remember him coming over and asking me out, remembering as he told me the true definition of what love was and what isn’t. The day Minami told me she loved me, how he whispered he loved me more than a girl ever could, before squeezing my shoulder till it hurt.
I started shivering uncontrollably as I kept remembering more and more, till finally, I remembered something. My mind raced as I remembered seeing him in odd places; in a bookstore reading a newspaper, at a concert with backstage passes, at a grocery store in the register next to me. Many, many more places.
How could I have not seen it, seen his true self?
Running back through the fire
When there's nothing left to say
It's like chasing the very last train
When it's too late, too late
“M-Minami...why… w-why didn’t I see it till now?” I looked up at her with pleading eyes, more tears falling down my cheeks. She pulled me in a hug and I sobbed out, fully crying. I hugged her tightly, grabbing at her shirt. She kissed my head, trying to sooth me with words. Her support made me cry even more.
I stayed like that for an hour, holding her for support as she hummed to me softly. I probably could have stayed like that for another hour when a knock was heard at the door. My head snapped up at the sound and I started to shiver again. Minami kissed my cheek, telling me it was okay. She then stood up, ready to get the door. If not for my hand stopping her from going, she might have gone.
She might have disappeared.
Oh, it tears me up
I tried to hold on but it hurts too much
I tried to forgive but it's not enough
To make it all okay
“D-don’t leave me…” she whimpered. My heart pounded in my chest, squeezing and twisting my insides. I dropped to my knees and before she could blink, my lips pressed hard against her own. When she was able to blink, I stood up again, leaving her stunned.
“Don’t worry, Acchan. I’ll protect you, I promise.” With that said, I went to get the door. When I opened it, I didn’t expect who was behind it.
“Hi, Minami-chan,” He smiled. “Is Atsuko-chan in there?” I shook my head, still surprised.
“She’s not in here. She isn’t even in the studio yet; it is still too early for her to be here.” I said calmly when I regained my footing. I tried my hardest not to yell at him for everything he’s done, for making my Atsuko hurt and cry. My right hand went to my left wrist for support again. It helped me stay calm as he tilted his head, suspicious.
“Is that so? I thought she was here since she wasn’t at her house when I went.” The words rang in my ears.
"I don’t know what to tell you then. I’m not sure where she’d go. I haven’t talked to her in a while.” He nodded.
“Alright, if you say so. If you see her though, tell her I want her to call me and to remember what I told her the other day.” With that, he left, leaving me confused.
An arm pulled me back into the room.
You can't play our broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that ain't real
I hugged her tightly, burying my face into her neck, scared. I was shivering more, remembering the coldness of his words, remembering the warning. Minami then asked me what he meant. I pulled her to the couch in the dressing room, and as she sat down, I pulled myself close to her.
I told her everything.
Oh, the truth hurts and lies worse
How can I give anymore
When I love you a little less than before?
As she told me everything, I could feel my face drain of color. How did this happen to the person I loved? I kissed her forehead when she was done and pulled her close to me, rubbing her back as I tried to calm her down. She was breaking out in tears again. How much more does she have to go through?
I looked to the side, where the only window in the room was. The only thing I saw was the sky and birds flying in groups. Why was I getting the sudden feeling that we were being watched though? I looked down again at Atsuko, moving my hand up to wipe away her tears. My hand stopped when I was done, frozen.
My ears burned red as my mind finally cleared up and I saw the person in front of me, half naked.
But we're running through the fire
When there's nothing left to say
It's like chasing the very last train
When we both know it's too late, too late
I sniffed and tilted my head, watching as her face’s color was regained and changed to pink. Her eyes were staring at my body. I looked down and I could feel myself turn red. I forgot that I didn’t have clothes above my waist. I turned around and wrapped my around my chest, covering as much as possible.
“A-Ah…sorry!” Minami said, getting up and fetching my clothes. I just shook my head and squeezed my eyes shut. When I reopened them, a pile of clothes was in front of me and an embarrassed Minami as well. She scratched her cheek.
“Gomen, Acchan… but, I don’t think you can wear your bra. The clips are broken.” She offered me the clothes.
“But… better than nothing, right?” She laughed nervously.
You can't play our broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that ain't real
We both walked out of the dressing room, Atsuko crossing her arms. I noticed more people in the studio now, talking along with everyone else. I turned to Atsuko.
“What do you want to do?” I had to ask it. I didn’t want her to stay here if she didn’t want to.
“I want to be with Minami.” was all she said. I couldn’t help but blush slightly.
“Hoho~!~ Was that a confession I just heard?~” We both turned to stare at Yuko. I couldn’t help but notice Atsuko looking away.
“Good morning,” I told her, hoping she’d turn her attention to me and not Atusko. “Isn’t it a little early for that right now?” For props, I put my hands on my hips.
She leaned down slightly so we met eye to eye. “It’s never too early for love.” She winked and danced in a circle. It amazes me how one minute she could be this hyper and then the next, about to drop dead.
I turned to look at Atsuko and noticed that she was still looking away. I took her hand in mine and squeezed. She finally turned to face me, her face red. I smiled at her and pulled her towards me as I started walking to the people just arriving.
“Also,” I heard Yuko call after us. “You should wear a bra when you come to work, Acchan~”
Who knew only a couple of hours could feel like an eternity.
Oh, the truth hurts and lies worse
So how can I give anymore
When I love you a little less than before?
Oh, you know that I love you a little less than before
When I finally walked out of the studio, I looked up into the dark sky. Still no stars. I frowned sadly but looked to my right, watching Minami talk into her phone not too far away. I waited silently till she was finished and pulled the jacket closer. I could tell that tonight was going to be a long and cold one.
When Minami was done, we both started our way to her house, where I would sleep over as well.
Let me hold you for the last time
It's the last chance to feel again
Who would know that the feeling in my stomach was of someone watching us?
To be continued....
Well...I hope the different POV's didn't confuse everyone :cool2:
If you haven't already figured it out...each story has its own song :3 You don't need to listen to it...it just something that I thought went with the story. Like the lyrics and stuff. Usually I have more than one song to go with it...but with the help of Anon, I get just one >=3 Anon knows just how tedious it is working with me on them :heart: Thank you Anon for also helping me by editing and helping with ze story :P You might just get your happy ending after all :heart: ( :twisted: )
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POV changes aren't too confusing except for the first time it changed. XD Are they being stalked? o A o. I can't wait for part 4 now. xD y u so angsty you mini? = 3=. At least Acchan knows now who she should be with. ; v ; . Update soon! ; v ; /
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that idiot a stalker doesn't it?? i need to kill him!!! :angry:
I really hope they can be together... :deco: the POV are not that confusing to me... XD
i want a happy ending please... :bow: and i cant wait for the next part!!! :twothumbs
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Mama, wai you make this so angsty?! D:
I hope that this doesn't turn super ugly LOL Stalkers are bad >.>
Anywho, great job. Keep up da good work >.< b
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I can't really think of anything to say but damn that guy. |:<
POV changes are a little hard to keep up or maybe that's just me...
Ah what's gonna happen~?
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how dare he punched MY ACCHAN?! :knee: :knee: :knee:
I want acchan x minami together :bleed eyes:
but wait... I think your fict reminds me with one of Jdrama... :kekeke:
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I'm thinking of Last Friends when I read that.
That idiot should just go to hell for all I care and Takamina should just rip him apart and throw his remains into the ocean.
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=O SOMEONE GOT ITZ! I actually got the idea from Last Friends. :heart: You win a cookie ;)
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Can my reward for being quick-witted be having another update from you?
I only hope that it doesn't end like Last Friends because Masami's character seriously got on my nerves for not realizing who is the one that really loves her and ended up hurting both herself and Ruka.
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I'll see what I can do, school has got me distracted...but I shall try my best! :3
I agree on you there, but not to worry...it'll go a different direction then it did in Last Friends~
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LOL, definitely last friends, my most favorite dorama ever. I was following this story and somehow reminds me of that dorama. finally someone mentioned it here. Michiru = Acchan, Sousuke = that stupid acchan's bf. LOL. and finally My Ruka = My takamina. :thumbup . i haven't read the latest update, i'll read it later before going to bed, i don't want any distraction :nervous.
IM A PRISONER OF LOVE~ XD
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wow..poor acchan but she have takamina.. all gonna be ok.. i hope..
but.. sorry i laught about yuko`s comment... jajaj how she know about that acchan does´nt wear a bra... jajajj hilarious
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FLIP THAT PIECE OF TRASH IS HER STALKER!!! WOW ATSUKO WAY TO GO, You didn't even notice that until now :smhid
Damn why didn't Takamina beat the shit out that stalker/'boyfriend' of acchan!!!! :angry:
This doesn't really calm be down....welll just for a bit though but still...... I so want to kill that bastard!!!! :angry:
The point of views are little bit confusing at first but I started to get it after you explain it bit on the story.
Please update soon!
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Finally Acchan realized it! Takamina protect her!
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i love the way you write, really! it's beautiful, keep it up! ;)
oh and the different points of view give a nice touch to the story. please keep updating your story ^^
good job!
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THIS IS SOOOOO GOOODDDD!!!!
I was looking for an AKB48 fanfiction/oneshot like this!!! It took such a long time :depressed:
But whatever!! This is the perfect Fiction!!! Angst, mixed with love, mixed with...oh snap i ran out of words to describe this legit Fic.
But you get what I'm saying!!!
That! That! HOW DARE HE HIT ACCHAN!!! :angry1: :scolding:
When I'm done with him, I'm gonna make sure he can never pee again!!! :shifty:
No, I kid :mon dance:
Please update soon, cause i'm on the edge of my seat~~!!!
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Hey guys, thank you all for reviewing and reading <3 I am on my itouch right now so I cannot update ;__; I hope you all can wait till a week from now because that is when I can update. Thank you all again! You are all awesome ;)
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arisa03: You'll find out here ;) I am no mini >=I You meanie. (xD) Also, angst is so easy to write :heart:
Flean: Happy ending....8D
Vanui: I love angst :heart: I hope it doesn't turn ugly either ;)
Kid_Alpha: *pats* That is totally fine, thank you for the comment anyways xD I thought they might, so I put a little POV signs in this time :3
moekare: That kick in the face seems painful, but....I can totally see it happening~ I'm glad you caught the dorama ;)
Tanchan: Oh, Tan-chan...you were the first to post the dorama I got inspiration from :heart: and for that, here is chapter 4 ;)
crazywota: It's also my favorite dorama too, it just has that power against you :dunno: I hoped you liked it and that it didn't make you too mad before you went to sleep :P Also, when you said "I'm a Prisoner of Love" I totally got it stuck in my head for a day xD
Haruko: I laughed myself ;)
blughise: *hugs* sorry for so much rage xDD
kahem: YES! :D
CapsLock24: Awwww....thank you! ;____;/ I am glad you liked it. Here is the next update ;)
hott3stson3: Thank you so much! Your comment made me smile :3 I'm glad that you finally found the fic and that it is mine :heart: I feel honored. Update now ;)
Thank you for everyone who read and comment! I really appreciate it! :3 I managed to steal someones internet just so I can post for you guys ;) And some other things but that sounds better. I also made it longer for you guys :P Now...please, enjoy :heart: Also, I am very glad that some of you got where my inspiration was from :heart: :heart: You can imagine where this might end up as :P
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Help is on the Way
I have my mother’s dreams,
I have my father’s eyes,
You can’t take that from me
Just go ahead and try.
I felt nothing. My heart’s beat didn’t even change; it had the same rhythm. Why were tears leaving my eyes though? Why didn’t I feel like I was going to lose everything, right in front of my eyes? Was it normal to feel like this, to feel so numb? Lost. Was I lost? I didn’t feel lost or confused; I didn’t feel much of anything right now.
Yet, why couldn’t I react to the person in front of me, pointing a gun to my head? Her eyes were steady, confident with what she was going to do next. No hesitation at all.
I tilted my head at her, lifting my hand out to her. Her mouth twitched but she didn’t move. Her brown eyes were on fire, staring at me. Her gaze didn’t leave mine as she pointed her chin to my right. It was hard to leave her gaze but I managed, my eyes glancing at the table next to me, or rather, the object on it.
There was the same pistol she was holding, only cleaner and not dripping with blood. Was she implying that I take it? I wouldn’t take it though… I could not fathom hurting her. It would hurt me more so than an actual bullet slowly embedding its way into my skull. Yet why… Why was my hand reaching towards it?
I tried to force my hand back but to no avail, for my hand wrapped around the handle. The cold metal made me shiver, the back of my neck tightening. I positioned the firearm at her, my hand slightly shaking from my grip on it.
Like nothing I’ve ever felt before, feelings started creeping their way to me. Emotions were emerging, clouding my thoughts, strangling me with feelings of sorrow. I choked out, my other hand flying to my neck, squeezing. I choked on my own emotions, hot tears covering my vision. My body felt like it was on fire, shaking so badly that I couldn’t aim correctly. My eyes were burning; I couldn’t see her clearly. Yet, I managed to see emotion emerge in those dark hazel eyes.
Sympathy.
The crescent city sleeps,
While giants in the sky,
Preparing to unleash,
Let loose a mighty cry.
Was the Minami I knew still inside there? Was she giving signs of life? Did she still care for me, even in a situation like this? Blood flooded out of the barrel of the pistol she was holding, pointing straight at me. It was unnatural, really, yet at the same time it wasn’t to me. I already knew the answer to why it bled out.
My heart pounded against my ribcage as I tried to develop the new information flooding my mind. My eyes focused on a red string following up to her heart. Why didn’t I notice before that the string was connected to her heart or to mine? I didn’t feel the pain though; no indication of it there. Yet, a small pool of blood was the only sign that it went into our body.
Was this some sort of cruel joke? Was someone really supposed to die in the end? Were they really expecting someone like me to kill the person I cared for so much, so I could live? I knew for a fact that I would not shoot her, because if I did, then I would be the one to survive. And if I survived, then it would be a world without her.
I might as well be dead.
Can nobody save us?
Will anyone try?
I knew what I had to do then. My body was still trembling but I managed to release my neck, moving my hand so that it would wrap around the one holding the pistol. I pushed as hard as I could against my unconscious self, forcing the barrel of the pistol to touch my skull. The cold hard metallic stung against my skin.
“N-nnn…” My eyes focused on her as her lips tried to form words. It could have just been my imagination, but I swore I could feel the string attached to us shake with each heartbeat she gave. Did that mean she could feel my heartbeat as well?
A wave of fear passed over me as she said the next shaky words, “A- Atsuko… kill me.” It felt as if the things around me stopped. Now she made an attempt to pull the gun to her head, staring at me intensely. “Now.”
If I didn’t do something very quickly, she would kill herself rather than me. Time was ticking; I had to do something before she died. If I killed myself now, the string would let go of her heart, and she could live. I closed my eyes for a long second and when I opened them, my hand stopped shaking. I was confident for the first time in a long time.
“You must live, Minami.”
A tear escaping her eye was the last thing I saw, before everything went black.
The bayou is burning,
The cypress is dying.
And all along they say it.
I sat up abruptly, my hand flying to my heart. I panted hard, tears slowly falling down my cheeks. I started to hyperventilate, looking around frantically for her. I buried my face in her pillow when I didn’t find her, screaming into it. The muffled sound surprised me, like a strangled scream.
I breathed into it, taking in as much of her scent as possible, enjoying how it relaxed and calmed me down. I took a deep breath, clearing any thoughts of the dream away. I waited in the corner of her bed, hugging my knees, the pillow in between so I could keep the only close thing of hers close to me.
She found me like that, ten minutes later. When she saw my face, she ran to me, hugging me closely. She wiped the tears away from my eyes, cupping my cheeks in her hands. Her eyes were worried, full of concern that should not be meant for me. I closed my eyes and nuzzled her hands. I took my hand and placed it over her hand; I looked up at her with pleading eyes. I tried to open my mouth to say something, but no words came out. I just stared into her eyes, reminded of what happened in my dream not long ago.
She opened her mouth, asking me what was wrong. What could I tell her though? What would I tell her, that I killed myself for her own sake, in a dream? That would be strange, wouldn’t it? That’s basically saying that I…
That I loved her.
Help is on the way
(They said, they said)
Help is on the way
Hold my hand to help see.
Right there in front of me.
The sun peaked out of the curtains, blinding my eyes. I closed my eyes against the light, and when the unforgettable warmth disappeared, I slowly reopened them. The sun was now on her, her worried face mixed with beauty. A lump formed in the back of my throat; my tongue, tied. Was I choking on her beauty?
I lifted my hand and moved a piece of fallen hair behind her ear. She leaned into my hand slightly in reaction and tilted her head. I was studying her features, her eyebrows, her eyes, her nose, her ears, her cheeks, her chin, and especially her lips. Without realizing it, my nose touched hers, my lips pressing softly to hers. She made a small noise of surprise but then closed her eyes and leaned closer.
My arms moved up and wrapped around her neck and, in response, she moved her hands around my waist. Our bodies fit perfectly together, molding together as if they were made for this very reason. My hands started working, playing with her long, silk-like hair. Every touch sent electricity down my body, causing me to become agitated. I pushed my front against hers and when she opened her mouth for air, my tongue found its new territory.
It fought and won.
Help is on the way.
I pushed her down on the bed, pinning her arms above her head. I leaned back and looked down at her, panting heavily. Her face was red, beaded with sweat, her eyes slightly closed. Her hair was down (something I’ve always loved and never got enough of), slightly curled, and wet. She must have just come back from a shower. I tilted my head and examined her neck, shoulders, chest (eyes laying there for a fraction longer), and lower body. I bit my lip.
She couldn’t look any more inviting.
A thousand feet below,
As black smoke engulfs the sky,
The ocean floor explodes,
Eleven mothers cry.
I was just about to consume her in another kiss, when my phone began to ring. Silence was replaced with an annoying noise, startling me and causing me to jump and miss her face, kissing the bed. I whipped my head to the sound, looking at my phone on her desk as if it was the devil himself. I looked back at Minami and then back at the phone. She did the same and motioned for me to get it. I kissed her cheek once and got off the bed slowly, making my way to the desk. I picked up the phone and opened it, looking for the caller ID.
I stared at the name written on it. My hand started to shake, but I just stared, not knowing what to do. I contemplated on my options, my thumb just above the little green button. It moved closer to the button as if a magnet was pulling it closer. My breath hitched in my mouth, my eyes closing tightly.
A hand wrapped around mine, taking the phone from my possession. My eyes snapped open, looking at Minami, confused. She looked at me, her eyes showing no emotion.
“This will only make things harder, Atsuko. It is for the best that you don’t answer it.”
“B- but…”
“No buts.” I nodded and sat down on the bed, my heart relaxing when the ringing ceased. Minami sat next to me, wrapping an arm around me. “Atsuko… you must know that I’m only doing this for the best. He’ll only hurt and confuse you more. I don’t want you to get hurt… You’ve gone through enough.” I looked up at her, seeing tears form in her eyes. As clear as day, I could see now that I’ve made the right decision.
And my heart made that decision.
My bones are resining,
A burning lullaby,
You can’t take that from me,
Just go ahead and try.
“I love you, Minami.” The words felt strange on my tongue, different, but right. I’ve said them before, to him, but this was different. The words I said to him felt like I’ve said it a thousand times before, like saying it to my mother. This was diverse; the words had meaning, strength surging through each word. It was like a promise you had to keep, a new commitment.
I watched as her eyes widened, her mouth forming a small “o”. I just had to smile at her fail face. She shook her head, recovering from the words. “What did you say, Acchan? I must have heard wrong…” More tears were forming.
“I said I loved you.” She seemed to tremble at the words. “I really do, Minami. I love you, so much. I finally realized it.” She wiped the tears away from her eyes and laughed softly. She leaned forward and kissed my lips, more tears escaping her eyes.
“I’m so happy. I love you too, Atsuko. Oh god, I love you so much.” I kissed the tears away, smiling myself, tears forming as well. A bubbly laugh escaped my lips.
“I, of course, love you more.” She laughed with me.
“Took you long enough.”
XoXoXo
She stands at the shoreline,
With hands in the air,
Her worlds pierced the dark night…
We walked into the studio, hand in hand, trying not to blush from the stares given to us by our co-workers. The atmosphere was hard to read. Some people looked at us in confusion, some happy, some with the expression of “finally,” and some even staring at us with anger. I wonder why they looked angry. Was it because of me? I looked at them but they just looked away, finding the floor more interesting than me.
We were about to round the corner to the dressing room, when an arm caught Takamina and me in a chokehold, pulling her (somewhat) and me down. A very cheerful voice squeaked in my ear, jumping up and down. A pair of hands pulled her off, but she was still squeaking. The taller girl had to clamp the girl’s mouth shut to stop her and even then, she was still mumbling against her hand.
“Yuu-chan, it isn’t nice to just jump on people all of a sudden,” Kojima Haruna said to the girl she was keeping a leash on. Oshima Yuko unclamped her mouth and looked up at Kojiharu, pouting.
“But, Nyan-nyan, you never seemed to m- mhmm!” Her mouth was again clamped by a newly red faced Haruna. She giggled nervously, looking at Minami and me. Her eyes landed on our hands and she smiled, her eyes gleaming brightly.
“So, it’s finally happened, huh?” The four of us jumped, turning around to find Minegishi Minami smirking at us. “Oh, don’t you dare look so calm, you two.” She pointed at Haruna and Yuko. “I’ve already known it’s happened for a while now for you.” Yuko hid behind Haruna, her head peeking out to see. “And you two,” she pointed at us. “I felt like… I was going to go crazy. I mean… IT’S ABOUT FREAKIN’ TIME.”
The room became silent, each and every person looking at us. Some cracked smiles; others were just waiting, waiting to see what would happen next. I squeezed Takamina’s hand and cracked a smile myself. The atmosphere seemed to have changed.
“I’m sorry to have made you all worried, everyone.” They are laughed and came towards me, hugging me and congratulating me.
I smiled through tears, happy that they accepted me.
XoXoXoXo
Does anyone care?
And all alone and saying...
It has been a week since the incidents, the good and the bad ones. Minami was officially my girlfriend and I could not be any happier. But something has been bugging me. The day after I slept over at Minami’s house, I got a new phone and number. I couldn’t stand him calling me every other minute, leaving long voicemails and emails. I think Minami has had a harder time than I have. It took all I got to keep her from calling the police.
I got a private number; only my closest friends knew about the new number for the moment. You could never be too cautious, especially since I thought he was stalking me. Minami, of course, didn’t know about it right now; I had to prove it first before saying anything. Even if I proved it though, I wasn’t sure I would say anything, or rather that it’d be too hard to say.
It wasn’t like I had feelings towards him anymore; I love Takahashi Minami. My heart has already decided that it is her, not him, but I just couldn’t stand seeing him sad. Sad. Was it really sadness I didn’t want to see in him? Or was it anger? I saw flashes of the times he used force to make me do what he wanted. I remember most of our dinner dates, how he’d order for me, buy me the drinks he thought I’d like. Oh, how there were so many signs, yet, of course I was too slow to realize them. I didn’t even realize that Minami was in love with me till not long ago.
I sighed and looked at the clock.
Help is on the way
(They said, they said)
Help is on the way
Hold my hand to help see.
Right there in front of me.
Minami’s POV (A/N So it won’t confuse you all this time ;) )
I tapped my index finger on the table according to the sound of the music, my leg bouncing up and down as well. I chewed on my tongue, just staring at the door, waiting for a certain someone to walk through them. I forgot about the people next to me, now glaring at my hand, annoyed. The smaller of the two stood up, her chair screeching against the wooden floor. My gaze snapped from the door just as her hand landed on top of mine, stopping my irksome tapping. I sunk back into my chair, smiling sheepishly.
“Sorry, sorry, I’m just so anxious.” The squirrel lifted an eyebrow and turned to her girlfriend.
“Nyan-nyan, did I ever act this way when we first started dating?” The cat-like girl shook her head. “Far from it,” she started. “You would never wait by the door; you’d be outside jumping up and down. It would take me at least ten minutes to calm you down. ” Yuko pouted, crossing her arms.
“I was not like that.”
“Was too.”
“Was not.”
“Was too.”
“Was no-“ I clapped my hands together, stopping their ranting.
“You know, I’m still here.” They both smiled apologetically. My elbow rested on the table, my chin lying on my palm. I looked over at them, analyzing them. “Going to be random here, but… when exactly did you two start dating? I mean, we all knew it was bound to happen, I just didn’t think it happened yet, or rather, happened without us knowing.” They both looked at each other, blushing. My eyebrow rose high, smirking.
“Oh, do tell me the story; I would oh-so like to hear it.” I clasped my hands together, leaning forward. Yuko glared at me, Haruna seemed to be lost in thought.
“I don’t appreciate sarcasm, Takaboy.”
“Well, I don’t appreciate you two ig- HEY, DON’T CALL ME THAT.”
“Well, it’s true!”
“Is not!”
“Is too!”
“Is no-“ A smack on the head ceased both of our arguing. We both turned to stare at the blank-looking Haruna.
“Stop acting like children, you two.”
Help is on the way.
I nearly fell out of my chair, my hand taking hold of the table to help me up. I just stared at the cat girl. Did she not remember that we were going through that not five minutes ago? Yuko was staring at her too, only her stare was one of longing…
I moved my gaze to the door again, my cheek resting on my palm again as well. I sighed.
“Do you think Atsuko is alright?” I asked them without turning to look at them.
“Of course,” I heard Yuko start. “She should probably be here any second now. Stop worrying, Takaboy, it’ll make you grow more wrinkles.” A vein popped up on my forehead.
“Mor-“ I stopped mid-sentence when I saw the position they were in. This time I did fall out of my chair, tumbling on my knees, my hands in front of me in the famous “OTL” position. I slowly got up and sat back on the chair, my gaze on them. “Okay… what are you doing?”
I felt my stomach tighten.
Right here, right here,
Right here, right here,
Right here, right here.
“Well, we aren’t used to the fact that people know our secret, so… we can do what we want now without worrying,” Yuko, on Haruna’s lap, spoke. She tilted her head, confused on why I was acting like that. It wasn’t like I was totally surprised; I’ve seen Yuko sit on her lap before. It was just that I had never seen Haruna contribute to it. She’d usually pushed her off or something.
Was that jealously I was feeling in the pit of my stomach?
My gaze shifted to the door again, my hand moving to my left wrist for support. It didn’t feel like jealously, it felt like something else, something that I was missing. I took out my phone and stared at the display picture.
Within a second, I sent the person on the screen a message.
Choking on the black gold,
Upon which we are alive,
We keep actions in the attic,
To see cameras in the sky.
Atsuko’s POV
I ran out of the studio and stopped just outside the door, catching my breath. I looked down at my watch. I was seriously running late. I bit my lip and started walking to my destination. Just as I was about to enter the busy streets, my phone chimed. I received a text message.
I pocketed my phone and opened it, seeing who the message was from. I frowned at the private number and the message under it.
“Meet me next to AKB studios, the alleyway.
I have something you might be interested in.”
I stared at the text message for several seconds, trying to process what it meant. I looked behind me and saw the studio in the distance. Curious, I made my way back, heading straight to the alley. It wasn’t dark yet; the sun was still in the sky, shining through the cracks of the buildings. I could still see in the alley, the sun helping, but I saw no one in there, only myself and a stray cat crying behind a box.
I walked over to the cat, putting my phone and purse down next to me. I smiled at the cute cat and scratched under its chin. It purred in response.
“Are you all alone, Neko-chan?” It meowed at me. “I’m sorry, but I can’t take you home. Who knows what my parents would say.” I opened my purse and grabbed the small bag of crackers I brought for lunch. I didn’t have time to eat it. I opened it and put some crackers in my palm. “Here you go, Neko-chan, you must be hungry.” The small cat sniffed the food. It froze in place, looked up and ran away to the end of the alley. Surprised by its action, I turned around.
My heart seemed to freeze. He smiled at me. A twisted smiled that I never seemed to see till now. He fixed his tie and took a step forward, moving his other hand through his hair.
“Hello, Atsuko-chan.” I took a shaky step back, scared. His eyes twitched.
“W- what are you doing here?” He tilted his head.
“I’ve missed you. Can’t a boyfriend see his girlfriend?” I gulped. My hand clenched at my heart.
“We aren’t a couple anym-” A hand smacked me across the face. My gaze fell to the floor, my hair moving across my face. My hand slowly made its way to touch my now swollen cheek. I winced. I made the wrong choice to look up.
His eyes were fierce, angry. Scared and full of adrenaline, my gaze moved to my purse and to my phone. Impulse struck me before I could think. I dropped to my knees and reached for my phone. Pain exploded in my ribs as he kicked me to the side, farther away from the only way of survival. I scrambled up nevertheless, the adrenaline acting as pain killers. I reached again for my phone.
I heard a pop as his foot connected with my wrist.
I screamed in pain, trying to pull away my hand from his foot. He seemed to push down harder. I whimpered, looking up pleadingly. There was not one sign of pity in his eyes. He lifted his foot up and knelt down so we were eye level. Tears flooded my eyes. I flinched back.
“I won’t share you, Atsuko.” With that, his fist connected with the side of my head. I fell to the ground. I stared forward, staring at the last hope I had left, my vision fading.
Just as I lost consciousness, I saw my phone light up as a new message was received.
Help is on the way,
(They said, they said)
Help is on the way
(they said, they said
Minami’s POV
I stood up from my chair, making it fall over. The couple in front of me looked up, confused. Without a word, I turned around and ran out the door. My feet took me straight towards the studio as if they knew that she would be there. My stomach tightened, my heart ready to pound out of my chest. I could just feel that something was wrong.
Five minutes later, I stood in front of my destination, breathing heavily. I took a deep breath and walked inside.
I didn’t notice the cat coming in after, dragging a purse.
We were told just to sit tight,
‘Cuz somebody will soon arrive,
Help is on the way…
Atsuko’s POV
I opened my good eye- the other too swollen to open- and looked around at my surroundings. My hands were tied behind the chair I was sitting on, as were my ankles. I tried to move my hand but whimpered instead as I felt extreme pain shoot up my arm. The room was dark, too dark for my eyes to adjust. The door suddenly opened, streaming light at me. I blinked away the agitation.
He looked at me fondly, a first aid kit in his hand.
But it never came,
It never came.
“You are mine, Atsuko-chan.”
Help is on the way
(They said, they said)
Help is on the way
Hold my hand to help see.
Right there in front of me.
Minami’s POV
I was in the alley now, following the cat that had her purse. I could hear footsteps behind me, but I ignored them, my eyes focused on the object in front of me. I bent down and grabbed it.
I looked at her phone, tears forming. I was breathing heavily, not from running around, but from anxiety. I flipped it open. My hand tightened around it as I read over the message that was already there. Tears left my eyes as I read over the message over and over again.
Help is on the way,
On my way.
“Atsuko is mine.”
To be continued...
Thank you for reading and I hope I don't get shank'd in my sleep. I'll try to update as soon as I can, but school is a drag. You should all go shank my school instead 8D (Jk'ing.....Jking on that jking...no, JK) Also, thank you Anon for proof reading and making me laugh with your comments (8D), you are awesome :heart:
Anon was here >:U /more rageeeee
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The beginning made me confuse for a bit....but it was just a dream...... or not...........
cuz sometimes dreams can be hints that something bad will happen (some kind of superstition XP)........and it turns out right....
:shocked :mon spit:
OMFG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :temper:
THAT was the second fucking time he hit Atsuko!!!!! :mon headbang:
HOW FUCKING DARE HIM!!! :mon mad:
One hit was already making me mad and a second time.......no more mercy!!!!!
ARGHHHH THIS MADE ME SO ANGRY!!!! I WANT TO KILL THAT BASTARD RIGHT NOW!!!!!
Takamina find Atsuko quick!!!! she's in danger!!!!!!!!! and please torture that bastard to death!!!!
hurry before......................................i don't even want to say it. I might jinx it.
PLEASE UPDATE ASAP!!!!
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wahhhhh!!!!! You finally update!!!! :on lol: Such a good way to start my day... :nya: I really love this fic... :wriggly:
But the ending make me fired up in rage!!! :mon mad: HOW DARE THAT FREAKING BASTARD HIT ACCHAN AGAIN!!! :temper:
ARGHHHHH!!!! :mon headbang: I NEED TO KILL THAT IDIOT!!!! :on voodoo: KILL KILL!!! :mon zoom: DIE!! DIE!! :mon slapself:
Minami please make that bastard suffer for what he did to Acchan... :prayers: Please kill him slowly in a painful way~~ :mon fierce:
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AHHHHHH!!!! That son of a bitch!!! I will elbow him so hard that it would make a hole in his skull!!!
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GRK! DAMN THAT GUY!
Ah so much is going on I want to know what's going to happen?
Thank you for clearly up the POV changes, definitely helped.
But now I'm curious as to how kojiyuu did end up together...
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I was so happy when I saw your update but after finished reading it I was :angry: :angry:. If I were Atsuko that guy would have already been sent to the hospital with his four limbs broken and his head smacked open :twisted:. And no I'm not a cruel murderer XD but I won't be nice to such bastards :pimp:
Take what I'm going to say next not as a threat but more as a mere pleading, don't make Atsuko suffer, both physically and mentally, inside and outside XD, and furthermore don't make that bastard do what Sousuke did XD. I want Minami to save Acchan and bring her back safely and undamaged, (a few injuries are okay but you know not "that" XD ). But since you said it won't be like LF so I believe that you won't make me feel rage.
Here I wish for a TRUE happy ending. I was actually listening to Prisoner of Love as I was reading this chapter.
Oh and I like Acchan in this, more more so than Michiru since she's able to realize who is the one that she truly loves, not out of fear of being hit by that bastard. True she may have felt threatened and scared due to what he did to her but at the same time she started questioning whether or not she did love him and the answer turned out to be no. I like it that Atsuko chose Minami because of what her heart feels, not because Minami is her lifesaver.
I know that asking for another udpate is greedy of me but since you've succeeded in capturing my attention with your fic so it's natural that I want more XD JK. But update as soon as you can. And I'd also like to know why you named your fic Meteor Garden.
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*shanks Nanoha like a boss*
Yes. Just that ;D.
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ah! He hit acchan again!!! :angry:
Takamina quickly! quickly! :banghead:
ps. first time~ i'm here yoroshiku ne xD
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Moreeeee pleaaaaase !!! :tntrm:
He kidnapped Acchan this son of bitch !!! I just want to... argh
update soon !!! or when you can
(but atsumina moment so sweet !! :k-wink:)
:tama-bye:
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Just keeps getting better and better ;)
keep it up please! :3
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ah your story is so angsty!!! >< it's keeping me on my toes! lol it's so good though! lol i can't stop reading ><
and you left us on a major cliff-hanger! Dx i hope takamina finds acchan and can save her >< and that nothing bad happens to her too...
seriously that guy is c-r-e-e-p-y. can't wait for more!! update soon please!
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blughise: LOLOL I'm so very sorry that it made you angry *pats* Hopefully this will cease it 8D Here's the update, sorry it wasn't ASAP, but...at least it is something ;)
Flean: I'm so sorry for the mood swings LOL man, a lot of people are ragin' over this 8D Not that I am surprised ;) Hopefully this will make you happy~
kahem: =O Please do!
Kid_Alpha: Hope this clears anything up ;) And maybe I'll make a little side story on the little KojiYuu couple in the futurexD
Tanchan: Thank you for such a long comment! :heart: I'm glad it made you happy but sorry that it made you rage at the end ;) I can try on the physically part, but the mentally part is kind of hard LOL Since the brain usually remembers bad experiences. Though, she could learn from it I guess.
I already promise a friend for a happy ending so I can tell you that will definitely happen.
This WAS based off Last Friends, just sorta the plot wise, but the characters are basically different. Well, mostly. Most people who've seen Last Friends would immediately see the difference between Michiru and Atsuko. Both though weak in their own way, one at least sees wrong in things. Michiru wants to be loves but doesn't know how to retrieve it rightly or who truly loves her rightly, Atsuko wants love but can see who is truly giving it to her. I could go that way, ending wise, but that would be too cruel...and I can't make my oshimen go through the pain of seeing Atsuko go though that all ;___;/ I'm not that heartless 8D
You will find out what the title stands for next chapter ;)
arisa03: *is shaken, from a boss* BD
Kiiz: Welcome! :D and yes, go Takamina, go!
chibi-nyao-chan: Everyone seems to want to...8D Here's more! ;)
CapsLock24: I'm glad you like it!! :D
WinterAir: If you'd ask my friends, they'd tell you I was an angsty writer LOL I'm glad you are enjoying it so much :heart: I hope she can too ;) He is indeed creepy, but that is just who is is BD Thank you for the comment, now here you go~
Thank you all for the likes and comments!! :heart: :heart: :heart:
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Mad World
All around me are familiar faces
Worn our places, worn out faces
Bright and early for the daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
I looked down at the person resting her head on my lap and I smiled tenderly, combing her hair with my fingers. We’d all been up all night, worrying, waiting. She has especially been worrying, staying by Takamina’s side hoping she’d wake up soon. People may think she is a little immature, but they’ve never spent enough time to know that, in times, she can be more serious than anyone I’ve even known. She is such a caring person.
My hand stopped combing her hair as I heard footsteps coming this way. I looked up just in time as Shinoda Mariko walked into the room, no emotion on her face. I was about to open my mouth but she beat me to it.
“I already called the police and they are on their way. We just need Takamina to wake up to see if she knows where he would take her.” We both looked over at the bed where the unconscious Takahashi Minami was in. She was mumbling in her sleep, reaching her hand out to the person she wished was here.
I looked away, shutting my eyes close, not being able to stand watching her like this.
“Do you… Do you think she’s okay?” I looked down. Yuko’s eyes were trained on Takamina’s, her hand tightening around my own.
“Yuu-chan, you shou-” Her eyes landed on mine. Tears swelled up and I moved my hand from her head to her cheek, wiping any that leaked out.
“I can’t sleep Nyan-nyan, not when my friends are hurting.” The pain in her voice hit me hard.
Silence hit us and we all let it stay like that. Mariko sat in a chair by the corner by the bed, crossing her legs and staring at the person we were all worried about. We all waited, hoping that she would wake up soon. She was the only one that might know where the ace was, might know where he could have taken her.
We were all worried and most of us wouldn’t admit it out loud, but we were all thinking of forcing her to wake up. In the end though, we all knew it was a bad idea. Takamina was already in a weak state; if we woke her up now, she’d be confused and devastated. None of us, of course, mentioned that option.
Movement on the bed caused my thoughts to drift and my gaze snapped up to the troubled girl. She let out a noise that sounded like she was coughing and choking at the same time. The small girl that was resting on my lap a few seconds ago shot up from her seat and ran over to her, worry clearly written on her face. I got up just as fast and went to see what was wrong.
Yuko was trying to calm her, holding both her hands above her head. I looked closer, confused as to why she was restraining her. My eyes widened as I saw blood roll from her wrist down to her elbow. It wasn’t much, but it was still worrisome. She started to thrash her legs and I had to hold her down. My power alone was not enough, Mariko had to step in and help hold her down while Yuko tried desperately to calm her down.
She was mumbling out her girlfriend’s name over and over again, pain audibly heard in her voice. Tears were streaming down her cheeks and her voice grew louder and louder, shriller and shriller. I could hear footsteps coming up the stairs and the door bursting open to reveal friends worried about her, wanting to know what was going on. Time seemed to freeze as I watched my friend cry out, my girlfriend trying desperately to calm her, to do anything to make her feel better. Words echoed in my ears as I remembered Yuko reassuring me about the captain and ace’s situation.
“Think about it like this, Nyan-nyan: Their heart is like a time bomb, ready to explode. One of these days, their heart might just break and they will spill out to us.”
I could feel my eyes glaze over for a second as I processed the memory reforming in my brain. I let go of her legs, reassured that Mariko was strong enough to hold her down. I moved to her head, taking Takamina’s hands away from Yuko’s, blood coming from her hand down to mine. Yuko stared at me, confused. She looked like she was about to say something but the look I gave her made her stop. She now looked at me with a new curious awe.
“Our challenge of course, is to stop the bomb, and help collect and piece together every single piece of their heart that’s gone missing.”
One heartbeat at a time, I told myself. I looked at Yuko for a second and then back to the crying girl in front of me. My heart stopped beating as I leaned down.
“Do you think you can do that, Nyan-nyan?”
“Yes,” I said to myself mentally as my lips pressed against Takamina’s.
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow
Maeda Atsuko’s POV
I cracked open my right eye, the only eye I could open. I didn’t shiver this time as I saw him watching me again with that sick smile that always seemed to be plastered on his face. He reached a hand forward and pulled a piece of my hair behind my ear. I winced away from his touch. Anger flashed in his eyes and his hand twitched. He sighed inwardly.
“I’m doing this for your own good, Atsuko-chan.” His voice sounded like poison to my ears. “If only you’d stop forcing yourself away from me, then I’d stop…” He caressed my cheek. Pain surged though my cheek from the bruises. I shut my eyes tightly. “… Hurting your beautiful face.”
I didn’t say anything, hoping he’d leave it like that and walk away. Like always, he did not. He just sat across from me and watched me, like a mother watching over her child. Silence hit the room; the only sound was my heavy breathing and his twirling pen moving on his fingertips. I looked at anywhere but his eyes, my thoughts shifting to nothing and everything. My senses were on alert, everything making me jump or think.
The crack in the wall made me think of the time when I fell off my chair and it fell backwards, hitting the wall and leaving a scratch. An empty can of soda made me remember when I was sharing one with Takamina and I managed to spill it all over her white shirt. She had to change into one of my shirts. The alarm clock on the bedside table made me remember the time when I woke up beside Minami, smiling at the small girl just before the alarm went off and her hand went up and smacked it away. I had made her get up to turn it off.
A small, painful smile reached my lips.
My leg twitched up. I remember dancing together, showing me her fail tap dancing. The nail polish on my hand reminded me of when she painted them and I painted hers. I started humming, humming a song she used to sing to me when I would take naps on her lap, her fingers combing through my hair. As I hummed louder, more memories popped into my mind. My smile grew high and tears fell down my cheeks. I opened my mouth and looked up at the confused psycho-maniac in front of me.
I sang out.
“And I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I’m dying are the best I’ve ever had”
Takahashi Minami’s POV
I pushed myself against the wall, rubbing my lips and tears away in the process. My eyes widened as the girl who just kissed me looked at me, her face emotionless. Her girlfriend looked at her, face red but otherwise speechless. The girl then turned to her girlfriend and kissed her full on the lips. She mumbled something softly to her yet again, leaving her girlfriend speechless. She then turned back to me. I stiffened.
“Get a hold of yourself, Takamina. This is not like you, not like you at all. The only way to save the person you love is to get up and find her.” With that, she turned around and left the room. Yuko looked at me for a second and gave me a tiny smile before following Kojiharu.
There was an awkward silence as I slowly got up from the bed. My coworkers gave me looks, which my mind immediately took as pity, but as I looked closer, I saw that it was sympathy and sadness from seeing a friend hurt. My heart squeezed and I gave everyone a small smile. I went to the bedside table and took a pen out, writing an address on a piece of paper. I turned around and ran out of the room, ignoring the shouts of protest coming from my friends.
I followed the red string attached to my heart, knowing where it would take me.
I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take
When people run in circles it’s a very, very
Mad world, mad world
Maeda Atsuko POV
Once he finally left the room, I squirmed against the ropes but with no avail; it didn’t loosen. My wrist protested in pain, but I ignored it. The wound on the inside hurt much more than the wounds that showed on the outside. I choked on a sob as I heard footstep come this way. I squirmed more, ignoring every bit of pain that shot up my arms.
I slumped into the chair, defeated.
I closed my eyes and my senses heightened in my ears. Time seemed to freeze and each step that I heard felt like twenty minutes each. I kept my eyes closed as the door opened and the devil walked in, retaking his seat in front of me. He didn’t say a word; all I heard from him was his loud breathing. A hand touched my hair and my teeth grinded together, my hands tightening into painful fists. When he spoke, shivers ran up my back.
“Acchan.” My eyes shot opened as far as they could go at the familiar nickname, but I just stared at the ground, not wanting to look into his sadistic eyes. “I had an epiphany while I left for those few moments. Would you like to hear it?” He took the silence as a yes.
“Well, you see, I thought it would be best that before never happened. I thought, ‘It would be better that way, wouldn’t it?’ The way I see it, those days we spent together were magical and nothing can take that away.” I saw the hands at his side ball into fists. “But… everything else can just disappear. Don’t you agree?” My mind tried to process what he was saying.
His fingers trailed down my swollen cheek and with a quick motion, he brought my chin up so my eyes would reach his. “Even if I have to do the job myself, Atsuko, I’ll make sure that you are only mine.” My thoughts only turned to one person.
I whipped my head to the side, away from his hold. I heard him growl slightly and before he could touch my face again, my teeth sank into his hand. He yelped and tried to pull his hand back, but I bit down harder, ignoring the new metallic tang entering my mouth. He screamed at me to let go and when that didn’t happen, he took my hair in his hand and pulled back. I opened my mouth, letting him go, and cried out.
He untied the ropes and pulled me up by my hair again, throwing me onto his bed. Blood flowed into my mouth as I bit my tongue. I cringed into the corner as he got closer, shivering uncontrollably. His black hair was a mess on his head, and with his bloodshot eyes, it matched perfectly well with any psychopath in movies.
“D- don’t… Don’t come n- near me...” I managed to croak out. His eyes just flashed in anger and he jumped on the bed. I clawed at him as he got closer, but he grabbed my wrists and jumped on top of me. He straddled my waist and pulled my hands above my head with one hand. I tried to push him off, but he wouldn’t budge. I was scared out of my mind.
He leaned forward. His eyes were teary. “Why won’t you let me be yours?” When I didn’t answer, his eyes became angry again. “If you won’t let me be yours, then I’ll just make you mine by force.”
My eyes widened as his lips were forcefully put upon mine.
Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy birthday, happy birthday
And I feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen, sit and listen
The tears that were welled up in my eyes spilled and fell down my cheeks. His hands went to my shirt and he tore it open. When his lips finally left my mouth, I took a big gulp of air, panting. He took my lips again and forced his tongue into my mouth. My stomach stirred as his tongue touched my own. I felt violated beyond belief. I most importantly felt as if I would puke.
He pulled back again to breathe and his tongue trailed my cheek and down to my neck. I squirmed and screamed, crying for help. His hand made its way to my stomach, stopping just above my waist line. He leaned up, his eyes blazing.
“I’ll show you a reason why you should be with me.” He leaned down to claim my lips again but was stopped as a bat came down on his head. He rolled off me, groaning and holding his head. An angel stood in front of the bed, holding the bat.
“Don’t you dare put your hands on my girlfriend.”
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me, what’s my lesson?
“M- Minami…” More tears fell down my cheeks as she ran to my side and pulled me into a hug. I sobbed into her neck, repeating her name over and over again. I could feel my hair moisten as she cried too, tightening her hold on me as if I would disappear any second. I was just about to tell her I loved her when movement to the side stopped me. I had just enough time to move my head to the side and see as my kidnapper jumped at us.
The weight unbalanced us and we all were thrown onto the floor. I was pushed to the side by Minami to avoid a punch. She wasn’t as lucky, however. She was smacked in the face, her head whipping to the side. I screamed her name and pushed the man to the side, away from her. He looked back at me and raised his fist. I stared wide eyed as his fist came closer to me. I closed my eyes and awaited the immense pain that would come.
The pain never came.
Look right through me, look right through me
When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was Minami’s face. She smiled at me through the pain, her back blocking him from me and most importantly, from the punch itself. He looked at her, surprised, and moved his fist up and away from her back. He raised his hand to hit her again, but she was faster. She turned around and pushed him down. She gave him a good punch to the face but with little power to the punch, he wasn’t affected by it. He merely pushed her to the side. Minami growled softly and raised her fist again. She did what no woman would have the courage to do: she punched him in the balls.
As he tumbled to the side, holding his jewels, Minami took my hand and led me out the door and then out the house. We ran as fast as we could go, ignoring the pain and, for me, ignoring the stares that were given from my shirt being torn and open. If the situation was any different, I would be embarrassed beyond belief and covering myself. There was no time to be weak at the moment though. We could hear him behind us, yelling at us to stop. To any outside viewer, it just looked like a worried man chasing after two girls.
We both knew that wasn’t true though.
I didn’t know where we were going but we never stopped, not even to try and hide. We entered a park then and, being late at night, only a few bystanders were nearby. We stopped for a second to look where to go next.
We were just about to run again, when we were tackled to the ground. Again.
And I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I’m dying are the best I’ve ever had
We were all on the ground, trying to get on our feet. I looked frantically for Minami, getting up in the process. What I saw made me stop in my tracks. She was on her knees, her back to him, looking at me with a pleading look. He was standing over her, a gun pressed against her skull. His hand was shaking as he moved to cock it. His eyes never left mine.
Her life was on the line because of me.
I was at fault, again.
“This wouldn’t have happened if you chose me in the first place, you know,” he started, his voice shaking like his hand. “This–” he pointed the gun at her again. “–Bitch took you from me. I should just kill her now for ruining everything!”
“P- please.” I raised my hands up and took a step forward. “Don’t!”
He snorted and pushed Minami so she was on all fours. Minami’s eyes were still trained on me. “Why? She should just die! Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t put a bullet in her skull right now!” My mind was racing and I put my hands down. I looked into Minami’s eyes and smiled softly at her. Her eyes widened as if she knew what I decided.
She always did seem to know what I was thinking before I knew it myself.
I removed my eyes from hers and trained them on his, ignoring the silent pleads from Minami. I ignored every silent “run” she was sending at me.
“Because, if you shoot her, I won’t go with you,” I told him, determined. He stared at me for a minute, thinking.
“So, if I don’t shoot her, you’d come with me?” I gulped and nodded. He smiled widely at me, his emotions changing once again. “Really? You’ll come and live with me, Atsuko-chan?” I nodded again and he nodded with me. He then kicked Minami in the side and started to walk towards me. I tried not to call out to her by biting on my lip till it bled.
The blood seemed to ease me.
When he got to me, he grabbed my good wrist and dragged me to the streets. I could tell from his grip that he was afraid that I would run away any second. I kept my face to the ground, afraid he’d see the new tears leaving my face. I could see his other hand in his jacket pocket, hiding the gun. It was like a warning sign that said, “Run away, and I’ll shoot.”
Was this really how it’d end? How long would I be able to please him? Any second now, he could change his mind and shoot me. Or worse, he could shoot me and then Minami. I shut my eyes tightly at the realization. Either way, I’d probably die. This man was like a walking time bomb; any second, he could go berserk and go on a firing frenzy.
Who knows how many people would die.
I opened my eyes and smiled at nothing. I couldn’t let that happen. I couldn’t let him run loose and drag people under his feet. My gaze turned to his hand in his pocket. The perfect opportunity came just seconds after.
A man bumped into us then, and he staggered back. I squirmed from his hold and reached for the gun. I managed to pull it out, but he grabbed my hand. I dropped it and it skid into the street. We both stared at each other for a second and then went after it. He grabbed my hair and pulled back but I ignored it and kicked behind me. I heard him cuss when my foot connected with his leg and he loosened his hold on my hair. He fell forward and we both went sprawling into the street.
My fingertips were just able to touch the gun when I saw light ahead of me. I was pushed out of the way, my head hitting the concrete when I tripped and fell. My eyes barely opened as I looked in front of me, my vision clouding. My sight was opposite from the street.
I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take
When people run in circles it’s a very, very
Mad world, mad world, enlarging your world
The last thing I heard was a screeching sound and a horrifying crash.
Mad world.
To be continued...
Okay, to clear anything up:
1. Takamina was not the one who got hit by the car.
2. Takamina was not the one who pushed Atsuko out of the way.
and,
3. I will not tell you if the bad man was killed or not 8D You must wait till next chapter.
Speaking of next chapter. The next chapter will be the LAST chapter. It took a while, but finally we are reaching an end to this angsty story~ Next chapter will have the answers you are all waiting for~ Including why I named it Meteor Shower xD As you can see, Last Friends fans, that I made Takamina stop the horrible act that killed us all in the dorama. I just did not have the heart to be so cruel! Besides, I'm pretty sure I'd get killed in my sleep if I did ;)
Anyways, I would like to thank Anon for PR'ing this and being very very very patient with this :heart: even though deep down, I know you wanted to hold me at gun point and make me finish this chapter. You are awesome :heart:
Comments are appreciated, tell me what you think. Even if it's rage comments :heart:
Have a great day ;)
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On phone now... I'll edit later... LOL
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I was really happy that you updated!!!! :gmon heartu: Weeee~~~ :gmon twirl:
But.. you made me cried in this chapter.. :pleeease: I read it on my phone while in the train.. And I cried!! :mon waterworks: Everyone was looking at me.. LOL... :on lol:
At the ending.. I was like erk!! :grr: What happened!!! That idiot save Acchan!!! :shock:
Can't wait for the last chapter!!! :panic: :panic: :panic: Please update soon~~~~ :kneelbow:
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oh no! my Acchan!!!! :OMG: :fainted: how dare he hurts her!!! :angry1:
I need to kill that bastard right now!! :frustrated: lemme lemme kill him!! :on voodoo: :on blackhole:
huhuhu... I need next update :mon wind: I want my AtsuMina be happy and together... :mon whine:
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YAY FOR THE UPDATE!!!
It's alright though....I understand, everyone's busy with school and stuff...including me. I haven't updated my fic for weeks or maybe months now :P
though this chapter didn't really calm me down!!!
I'm still on rage!!!
how dare that scumbag to try and rape Atsuko!!! though it's a good thing Takamina made it on time!!! but what happen to the others, how can they let Takamina go alone to save atsuko!!! where are the damn police!!!
Really...that piece of crap...to even threaten Atsuko to kill Takamina if she didn't go with him!!! :angry: :angry: :angry:
I just really hope that the person got hit by the car is him!!! He don't deserve an easily way out to this!!! but as long as he wouldnt be able to harm Atsuko then I'm good with it!
Update when you can :)
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I can't wait for the last chapter
please update soon
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*shanks Nanoha like a boss part 2*
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Kid_Alpha: Hope this clears anything up ;) And maybe I'll make a little side story on the little KojiYuu couple in the futurexD
Don't tease me, please?
Ugh that flippin' guy but good job Takamina for going to save Acchan.
Waiting on that last chapter~
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Hrrm could be that the Psychopath pushed Atsuko away from the car...waaa!
Mad world....
What a sad story... thank you for your update :bow:
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I wanna kill him more!!! He almost did it to Acchan!!! Arghhhhhhhh!!!!
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Holy God I was almost grabbing my heart when reading that part but luckily you made Takamina come in time to save Acchan.
I'm guessing the one who took the hit for Acchan is that bastard. Well I do think he loves Acchan but in a very possessive and selfish way but when it comes to life-and-death situation he would save Acchan even by risking his life? Or may be he's realized that he's wrong all along at the last minute?
I'm waiting for the next chapter :wub: and keep your promise on not making a cruel ending or else :angry:
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First and foremost, I would like to thank everyone, EVERYONE, for reading it till the end ;__;// I am glad to say that I finally finished the last chapter. I know it has been rough on the ones who don't particularly like angst, so I hope that this will make things better on you all!
Flean: LOL I'm so very sorry that happened, I hope this chapter makes up for the anger! :D :heart:
moekare: *pats* I apparently wanted to kill him too 8D Here's the ending ;) :heart:
blughise: LOLOL Okay, okay....I hope THIS one calms you down 8D :heart:
RJay: Here's the update, sorry it wasn't so soon xP :heart:
arisa03: *nuzzles hand* :heart: :heart:
Kid_Alpha: Last chapter right here! :3 :heart:
Megumi: Rule of a psychopath, they are unpredictable ;) :heart:
kahem: Gather the mob! *pats* :heart:
Tanchan: Thank you~ Here's the next chapter! ;__;//
Thank you for all the comments! Now let's go onto the story~:
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They kneeled on the ground and put their flowers on the grey marble, tears stinging their eyes. The man of the two wrapped his arms around the girl and pulled her closer, rubbing her back and mumbling soft words in her ears. She nodded to him and they both bowed respectfully to the grave. Within a minute, they walked out of the cemetery.
I watched the seen silently, my hands tightening around my own dozen of flowers. My eyes looked down at the grave I was at. My eyes felt dry, no longer able to cry. It was yesterday this grave was set in, and yesterday was the day I was at home, crying everything away. My eyes were dried but it didn’t stop the feeling inside me that wanted to cry some more. The only thing stopping me was a picture in my mind.
I smiled sadly at the grave.
I put the flowers on the edge of the grave, bowed, and looked back at the name. This was the person who saved my life, this was the actual person who changed my life and made me see what was actually right. The sad thing is, there is a little part of me that wishes that we’d spent more time together.
So his last moments weren’t so painful.
A hand touched my shoulder and I turned around to face the person. A smile already touched my lips as I looked at her. A soft breeze made its way to us and I watched in amazement at how beautiful she was. Her hair blew gently to the side, covering her face. She smiled softly at me, and with her other hand, she moved her hair out of her face.
“Atsuko,” she said in a calming voice. “Are you okay?” I blinked for a second and looked back at the grave. A hand slithered into my own and I squeezed it, reassuring her. I hummed a reply and looked back. I smiled at her.
“I’m fine, now.”
I can finally see,
that you’re right there beside me.
You know, I’ve never thought of you as just a pretty face.
There are people out there that would judge you on how you look and frankly, I think that’s not the most beautiful part of the person. I mean, if you love a person, the looks don’t truly matter. I believe that the inside is what truly matters. That is one of the things I love most about you. Though, you being beautiful yourself is a plus.
Ever since I’ve met you, you’ve been trying your best to help people. You even help the people you don’t know. You helped me believe in myself when I had doubts about being a singer, a dancer, or being an actress. There were many times where I just wanted to quit, cry, and lock myself up in my room all day, but did I? No, I chose to believe in all your words of encouragement.
“I’m sorry it took so long to realize my feelings for you.”
I’m not sure what was going in your mind right then, but all I know is, you found my confession quite amusing. You let out a small laugh and looked at me, your eyes sparkling. The girl in my arms leaned up and gave me a small kiss on the chin, nuzzling it with her nose after. A small blush reached my cheeks and I smiled shyly at her, not sure what to say. I waited patiently for her to answer.
“Atsuko.” I straitened myself slightly at the use of no nickname. The captain‘s eyes bored into mine, something in them stirring something in the pit of my stomach. I gulped loudly.
“Do you remember the hardships we faced when entering the idol world?” I nodded, telling her to go on. “We are two people who know what it is like to face new challenges every day without even a second glance. To people, they might think it’s easy, having our life, but in true reality, it’s the most difficult road to ever follow.
We both followed this path when we were young, hoping to strive for our dreams. Back then, I don’t think we knew what would come in the future. Each day we started brought new doubts to our minds, as if we were Atlas and the weight of the world was upon us. Each and every one of us changed slowly as the days went by. The only thing keeping us together were our only fans and each other. I remember the day when I first started realizing that I was falling for you.”
I am not my own,
for I have been made new.
Minami’s POV
We exited the stage, our smiles still on our face from saying goodbye. When everyone was out of the view of the only people that showed up, their faces cracked and tears welled up in their eyes. I couldn’t help my own tears from slipping from my eyes. I turned away and quickly wiped them away. I shouldn’t be crying; there were more people that showed up today and it was something I should be very thankful for.
I went around the room, telling everyone that they did a good job, throwing hugs around to the people who seemed more upset than everyone else. When I was done, I sat down gulping the water I brought before the show. I watched as everyone started getting over today’s show and slowly dispersed, leaving for home. I stayed there till everyone was gone, my thoughts flying to the show again.
Before I knew it, it was already late.
I got up from my spot on the couch and started gathering my stuff. I stayed as long as I could, not wanting to go home and have my parents ask me how my day went (again). Before I left, I decided to go for a stroll around the theater, maybe take the back out of this quiet place. I looked around the blank walls, my eyes locking in at everything and nothing. My ears pricked as I heard something move in the next room.
I walked slowly towards it, my feet dragging. As I got closer, my feet stopped, my stuff nearly falling out of my hands.
She was dancing and singing at the same time, her voice cracked in some places as the strain from doing both things got to her. When she messed up, she would silently curse and start over again. Sweat covered her face and her dark hair stuck to her face; she was panting hard. I watched in awe at how serious she looked while she trained. I didn’t realize how long I was staring at her until she dropped onto her fours, trying to catch her breath.
Before I could think about my decision, I dropped my stuff and ran to her side. I pulled her up and made her sit down and lean against the mirrors. I then ran back to my things, grabbed my water bottle and ran back to her side. I sat down next to her, handing her the bottle.
She took the bottle from me and chugged it, water dripping down her chin. I watched in fascination as she slowly regained her steps. When she was done, she leaned her head against the mirror and closed her eyes.
“Are you okay?” I asked her, tilting my head even though she couldn’t see me. She opened her eyes and looked at me, her eyes boring into mine. A small smile crept on her lips.
“I’m fine, Takahashi-san, thank you. I’m sorry for troubling you.” I blinked and nodded.
“I don’t mind at all, Maeda-san. We have to stick together and help each other out.” I smiled. She just nodded and looked forward. I watched as a drop of sweat ran down her exposed neck.
“Tell me something though, Maeda-san, what exactly are you doing here so late practicing?” I saw her stiffen slightly but she didn’t move; she just kept on looking forward.
“I could say the same thing to you too, Takahashi-san.” She then looked at me. There was something in her eyes that I could not detect.
“I was just thinking about our show,” I simply told her. Her eyebrows scrunched up, disappointed with my answer. “And you?” She looked down.
“I don’t think I’m good enough to be an idol.”
My hand tightened around my skirt. I didn’t say anything, knowing she still had more to say.
“I… I’m not idol material. I promised myself that I would… you know, work my hardest to become one… but…” She looked up at me, tears streaming down her face.
“I c- can’t sing, I can’t d- dance… I’m not even a social person! How am I supposed to be an idol if I can’t even do the simplest things an idol can do?”
My heart pounded in my chest and without thinking, my hand went up and cupped her cheek. I wiped the tears away; I could feel my own tears welling up.
“Is that why you were practicing now?” She nodded weakly. “I see…” I thought hard about that, thinking of the way to reassure her. I wasn’t much of a leader, never been able to help others in situations like this. I took a deep breath and forced myself to glare at her, making her flinch slightly.
“Takahashi-san…?”
“Takamina.” She blinked, tilting her head slightly.
“Call me Takamina, I don’t like being called in such a formal manner. Especially when it’s a friend calling me that.” I pulled her in a hug, my mouth just inches from her ear.
“Maeda-san.” She stiffened. “Remember why you are here. It wasn’t anyone’s decision to put you into AKB, it was yours. You’ve worked so hard so far; don’t let it all go to waste. Remember the reason AKB48 was made. We were chosen to be idols that everyone could meet. So they could have someone to look up to, to be able to have the same hobbies as us, to realize that we are just like anyone of them.”
I leaned back, smiling.
Maeda Atsuko looked at me, her eyes widening. More tears sprung into her eyes and she pulled me back into a hug, crying into my shoulder. I rubbed her back reassuringly, whispering to her that it was going to be okay and to be strong.
We stayed like that until she finally calmed down. She pulled back shyly, giving me a sheepish smile. I couldn’t help but realize how gorgeous her smile was. It brought a smile to my own lips.
“Atsuko, or Acchan.” She took my hand and gave me a cute pout. “I also don’t like formalities amongst close friends.” Close…
A couple months later, she told the whole world her heart’s feelings and I told my heart my feelings.
Please don’t let me go,
I desperately need you.
Atsuko’s POV
We walked hand in hand until we reached out destination. I tilted my head and looked around, frowning slightly. We were on the rooftop. A blanket was spread out in the middle, and a basket and a small portable fire pit sat next to it. I could hear the wood in the fire crack and sizzle from the doorway. I turned towards my partner,
“… Wow,” was all I could manage to say. She giggled at my response.
She led me to the blanket and we both sat down close to the fire so we wouldn’t get too cold. The weather was perfect: there was just a slight breeze in the night, but it was bearable, something cuddling couldn fix. The smell of the burning wood was the only thing I could truly smell but I managed to smell the hints of different food; the chocolate, though, was overwhelming. My stomach growled, reminding me that I haven’t eaten since early this morning.
I reached my hand forward to look in the basket, but her hand slithered in my own. She smiled crookedly at me before letting go of my hand. She then reached into the basket, pulling out multiple contents. I watched her contently, my stomach growling louder as more food made its way onto the blanket.
It didn’t take long for me to realize that all the food she was pulling out were my favorites. Foods from fruit, cakes, drinks, sashimi, and even random ones like shellfish and cheese. It made me wonder how she had the time and day to gather up all the contents. The last thing she pulled out, which my nose praised when saw, was a small chocolate fondue fountain from behind the fire pit.
My arm laced around hers, pushing her closer to me. I rested my head on her shoulder and watched her prepare everything. When she was done taking the plates and utensils out, she turned to me with a sly grin. I couldn’t help but notice a hint of pink on her cheeks. I leaned forward and kissed her lips, smiling. When I pulled back, I saw her eyes sparkling.
“Thank you,” I whispered to her. “For everything.”
I am not my own,
for I have been made new.
Before I could see her face, I buried my face in the crook of her neck, my face heating up. I felt her laugh softly and wrap her arms around my waist. I could feel her breath against my ear and I couldn’t help but shiver. I didn’t know if she thought I was cold or if she knew what she did to me, but she pulled me closer and rubbed my back.
We stayed like that until my stomach let out another hungry growl.
She pulled me back and handed me a plate, smiling ear to ear. “Come on, Acchan, eat up.” I complied and started piling food onto my plate. If I was a dog, I’m sure my tail would be wagging up a storm.
While we ate we made small talk, flirting and teasing each other when we could. Minami fed me cake and I tried to feed her cake but failed, dropping in on her shirt. I told her she could take it off if she wanted to, so she wouldn’t smudge it anymore of course, but then she thought I did it on purpose for that very reason.
I pouted some more, my shoulder bumping against hers.
We were sitting next to the fire, our legs entwined and our smiles raised high. We both were roasting marshmallows over the fire, watching them closely so they wouldn’t burn too much. I watched as Minami’s marshmallow caught on fire and before she could pull it back, it sank down and fell into the flames. I snorted.
I pulled mine back and blew on it, still watching her pouting face mix up into different emotions. I took the gooey marshmallow off with my fingers and smiled crookedly.
“Takamina~” She turned towards me. “Say ah~~” She choked softly and her cheeks turned red. She looked down slightly and when she looked up, her mouth was open and her eyes closed. My heart hammered in my chest and it took all my power not to lean forward and kiss her.
I broke a piece of the marshmallow off and moved it towards her mouth. When she felt the texture against her lips, her eyes slowly opened and her lips moved over the treat until her lips were on the tip of my finger. She grabbed my hand in her own and pulled it closer. I could feel her tongue slithering around my finger until she had the whole marshmallow in her mouth. Her lips stayed on my finger longer than necessary before she moved back, eating the treat. I could see the satisfaction on her face before I looked away, covering my embarrassment.
An idea popped in my mind.
“Minami~” I was surprised at how confident I sounded. I grabbed a piece of heart-shaped chocolate and held it out. “You can’t have smores without chocolate~ Ah~” She blinked for a second before closing her eyes again.
Before I could lose my nerve, I bit one end of the chocolate and pressed my mouth against hers.
Her eyes shot open and I could feel her stiffen against me. Before I could get embarrassed and leave it at that, I closed my eyes and leaned closer. Soon, her body relaxed and her hands found their way around my waist. I pushed her down gently until her back was pressed against the ground. Finally, my tongue pushed the chocolate into her mouth.
She made a small noise in the back of her throat but didn’t stop, her hands grabbing a fistful of my skirt. Our tongues clashed with one another, both hooked on the taste of the chocolate going back and forth between our mouths. My hand clasped around her left hand and I brought it above her head, my fingers entwining around hers. I couldn’t get enough of the taste; my mind was in pure ecstasy.
I pushed myself against her until we were molded together.
Our tongues stayed clashing even when the chocolate vanished and the taste was left with only the sweet taste of each other. Her free hand slid under my shirt, her fingers tracing my spine. I shivered as she left a warm trail of lava behind. I was the first to pull back, trying to catch my breath. We both looked at each other, panting.
“O- okay… that was hot,” she started first. “We have to do that again later.” Even as she said those words, I saw her cheeks tint red. I could already feel the heat rushing to my face but I couldn’t help myself.
“Why later, why not right now?” I licked the side of her lips, licking the remains of our delicious treat we had not just minutes ago. I pressed my nose against hers. I could feel the heat radiating off her, it felt like she was hotter than the actual fire pit next to us. She squeezed my hand and nuzzled my nose.
“Later.” I pouted and leaned back. She gave me a cute smile. “If it was up to me, my dear, I would have done that much longer.” I blushed at her words. “However, the reason I took you here seems to have arrived.” I blinked. She pointed towards the sky.
I looked up, my heart leaping in my chest.
Please don’t let me go,
I desperately need you.
Balls of light shot across the sky, disappearing as it made its way across the sky. They looked too far away but just the right amount of them seemed to light up the sky. I could see the lone stars behind them, winking every once in a while. Even though it was a little hard to see, I could still see them. I looked down, smiling brightly. Her eyes had a warm tint to them, a knowing smile on her lips.
“You once told me that you wanted to see the stars again. I found something better for you.” My eyes widened slightly from reminiscence. “Every day when I went home, I would check the internet, the news, anything for signs of a day that we might be able to see even one star. The other day I caught up on this: a meteor shower would come this night and the weather would be perfect. There was still a 50/50 chance that we wouldn’t be able to see it, but I couldn’t miss a chance like this. My heart knew that we would see them though. After all…” Her smile turned sly. “I’ve seen one since the day we joined AKB48.” She turned to the basket and pulled something out.
“That’s why I brought this, to show you.” She turned the object around. The girl had shoulder length black hair, the ends curling slightly. Her brown eyes were wide, tears at the brim. She looked different: no more confusion was seen in her eyes, no more worry. She looked whole again, happy even. If I saw this reflection a couple months again, it would make me wonder how that person could ever be me.
A lone tear escaped my eye.
“You see, Atsuko.” I looked up from the mirror in time to see Minami’s hand cup my cheek. I leaned into it as she wiped the tear away with her thumb. “You are brighter than you think you are, shining your way into everyone’s life. Without your smiles and hard work with us, AKB would have disbanded a long time ago. You are the reason I worked so hard for today, for the future. When I saw you that day, practicing till you collapsed, I knew I couldn’t give up. As the days went by and things got better, I knew for a fact that the reason I was able to stay in AKB48 and deal with all its hardships was because you were there right by my side.” She leaned her forehead against mine, a fond smile on her lips, her eyes sparkling.
“Meada Atsuko, you are my meteor shower.”
More tears escaped my eyes and I closed them, leaning forward to kiss her lips. She pulled me closer and leaned back. She then kissed my tears away. “I love you,” she whispered to me. My insides felt like goo, my cheeks slightly burning.
“I love you too, Minami.”
For the first time in a long time, I felt like I was whole. I felt like what a star must feel like when they are able to move a across the sky. For the first time, I didn’t have to look up at the sky to find what I needed.
All I had to do was look at the person right in front of me.
Meteor Shower
End.
Thank you again for reading this story, it means a lot to me ;___;/ That's to all you lurkers out there too who happened to have read this!
More thanks:
I would like to thank Divine Vengeance for just being awesome and helping me with this story. For being really patient with all my random updates and for the ones that just took forever. Thank you for being my grammar Nazi :heart: Thank you very much ZuZu, for being an awesome person and my blue buddy! :heart: :heart:
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I'm so happy that I was finally able to finish this, truthfully, it's the only ongoing story I've finished so far ;__;// And it's all because of you guys! Thank you all again and I hope I'll see you guys again with a new story!
Keep staying awesome homies!
After this, I'll answer any of your guys questions :3
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Yayy finally ending. Love their chemistry. They end up together as lovely dovey. ^^
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Swap chocolate mouth-to-mouth with me, the usual kiss is boring~ :P
That was a nice ending, gives a little insight of the beginning, this was a short story but it was nice, may have been a long wait but it was worth it.
I'm holding you to that kojiyuu sidestory though...
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aww so touching your fic thanx :D i like the final chapter
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The ending was sooo... :k-inlove: Good Job! :ptam-ok: Thank you for making such a beautiful Fics! :on cny1:
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wah you really have nice fanfic.. really love it.. :heart: :heart:
from the beginning make me want to read more
and the ending so touching.. :thumbup
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Wow it's a beautiful end ^^
I like chocolate kiss even if it remembers me Nacchan *sigh*
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Great ending for a great fic....waa I was waiting and waiting for so long wondering if you will ever update :sweatdrop:
And you did and it was SUPER!
Now I get it why it's called Meteor Shower.
Acchan is Takaminas meteor shower(even better than one star)
The flashback between them two :)
Ahh thank you for a great fic!
Arígatou! :kneelbow:
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Le awww~ ;A; That was such a nice endingu. ;A; Too bad the bastard died, but at least he saved Acchan. ;A; Write more Nyanowan! ;A;
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It was a nice fic~ :D
Finished reading it just now~ XD
The last part was hot~ :wub:
Thanks for this wonderful fic! :cathappy:
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Beautiful story!
You had me holding on to my seat when I read the Acchan-kidnapping chapter. I'm really sad that it had to end! O:
I really hope to read more stories from you!
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Arrg! Im sr for still not reading a rest of other parts but i really have to reply about the guy on first part - who does he think he is ? This guy make me want to kick his ass and punch again again again and again...and stop just for sure he's not going to die but not pretty sure that his face may not be change ,lol ! Nice fic and i'll keep head for other part ,anw ! Tnk for updated <3
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Oh my gosh, that was such a lovely story!
I was taken on a rollercoaster of emotions and I loved it.
The villain and the ending... it wasn just so good :w00t:
I'm surprised that AtsuMina went to the funeral but I'm glad it all ended well
All in all, just a great read :D
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Oh my gosh, that was such a lovely story!
I was taken on a rollercoaster of emotions and I loved it.
The villain and the ending... it wasn just so good :w00t:
I'm surprised that AtsuMina went to the funeral but I'm glad it all ended well
All in all, just a great read :D
What I wanted to say but realised signed in with the wrong account :P