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AKB48 Fanfics => AKB48 Fanfics => Topic started by: tkmnwen on October 10, 2012, 09:00:06 PM
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About time I keep my drabbles/one-shots in one thread.
Cross-posted on tumblr, and probably much earlier on tumblr than in the forum. ;~;//
But for those who don't frequent Tumblr ^-^;; Here you go? ._.
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List:
ONE SHOTS
ATSUMINA
;;of UZA PV and screentimes (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=34022.msg1104963#msg1104963)
;;most of my memories (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=34022.msg1105109#msg1105109)
;;of coping and loves [atsumina/takayuu] (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=34022.msg1105357#msg1105357)
;;of a poor penguin (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=34022.msg1110213#msg1110213)
;;of documentary and confessions (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=34022.msg1122599#msg1122599)
random musings (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=34022.msg1232186#msg1232186)
random drabbles (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=34022.msg1233628#msg1233628)
KOJIYUU
;;of UZA PV and screentimes - 2 (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=34022.msg1105067#msg1105067)
;;of married and honeymoon (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=34022.msg1105337#msg1105337)
all yuu - kojiyuu 1/2 (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=34022.msg1107539#msg1107539)
all yuu - kojiyuu 2/2 (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=34022.msg1107858#msg1107858)
;;jealous monster (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=34022.msg1116640#msg1116640)
;;Rabbit ears (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=34022.msg1128772#msg1128772)
random musings (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=34022.msg1232186#msg1232186)
MARIHARU
;;of the dead and the living (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=34022.msg1105182#msg1105182)
;;of unfounded possessiveness (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=34022.msg1106665#msg1106665)
random musings (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=34022.msg1232186#msg1232186)
random drabbles (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=34022.msg1233628#msg1233628)
TAKAYUU
;;of coping and loves [atsumina/takayuu] (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=34022.msg1105357#msg1105357)
all yuu - takayuu (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=34022.msg1108051#msg1108051)
random musings (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=34022.msg1232186#msg1232186)
ATSUYUU
all yuu - atsuyuu (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=34022.msg1107665#msg1107665)
;;you and only yuu (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=34022.msg1139938#msg1139938)
KOJIMII
;;little Minami (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=34022.msg1132126#msg1132126)
SAEYAKA
random drabbles (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=34022.msg1233628#msg1233628)
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MULTI-CHAPTERED
ONGOING
;;gifts of x’mas - Sayaka & Yuka (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=34022.msg1132865#msg1132865)
;;gifts of x’mas - Takamina & Miichan (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=34022.msg1133293#msg1133293)
;;gifts of x’mas - Kasai & Sae (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=34022.msg1134589#msg1134589)
;;gifts of x’mas - Takamina & Miichan2 (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=34022.msg1134926#msg1134926)
;;wen48 collections: ;;;gifts of x’mas - Kasai & Rie (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=34022.msg1135511#msg1135511)
ONGOING
;;I Found You - 1/? (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=34022.msg1130956#msg1130956)
;;I Found You - 2/? (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=34022.msg1131366#msg1131366)
COMPLETED
complicated feelings 1/9 (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=34022.msg1109558#msg1109558)
complicated feelings 2/9 (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=34022.msg1109910#msg1109910)
complicated feelings 3/9 (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=34022.msg1110487#msg1110487)
complicated feelings 4/9 (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=34022.msg1112284#msg1112284)
complicated feelings Side Story 1 – The Songwriter’s Song (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=34022.msg1112960#msg1112960)
complicated feelings 5/9 (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=34022.msg1116220#msg1116220)
complicated feelings 6/9 (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=34022.msg1121036#msg1121036)
complicated feelings 7/9 (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=34022.msg1125584#msg1125584)
complicated feelings 8/9 (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=34022.msg1126743#msg1126743)
complicated feelings 9/9 (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=34022.msg1127466#msg1127466)
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There isn’t enough Minami in UZA PV – Acchan
There isn’t any Acchan in UZA PV – Takamina
Takamina… ಠ~ಠ – Acchan
Acchan…(︶ε︶メ) – Takamina
Hey hey! Reply me! – Takamina
Acchan~~~~ I’m sorry ⊙﹏⊙ !Reply meeee – Takamina
Reply me pleaseeee? I’ll cook dinner!! – Takamina
I want a good dinner then. No katsudon – Acchan
……Indeed, only food can make you reply –Takamina
So do I get my dinner or not? ¬_¬ – Acchan
Of course your highness, of course! ♥ε♥– Takamina
“What’s with that goofy grin on your face?” Miichan asked, plopping down on the empty space beside Takamina and took a few huge gulps of water from the other Minami’s bottle, earning a glare from the shorter girl. “Hey hey! Don’t be selfish. It’s only a sip,” Miichan complained, thrusting the half-emptied bottle back into the other girl’s hands. Takamina rolled her eyes and placed the bottle on her other side, leaning back onto the wall and closed her eyes.
“Acchan was just texting me,” Takamina started, almost too softly for Miichan to catch it.
Miichan raised an eyebrow, “Your waifu? What’s up?” They haven’t really been keeping in contact since Acchan’s last performance though the rest of the ex-ace’s close friends do get updates on how she was doing through her girlfriend – Takamina.
The short captain shook her head, “She was just complaining about the lack of screentime for me in UZA PV.”
Miichan scrunched her nose in disgust, “What a friend. I barely appeared and she didn’t even text me about it.”
Takamina let out a hearty laugh, “Maybe she didn’t even know you are in the PV!”
Spinning around and looking at Takamina with a serious face, “Is it really that bad!?” Miichan hastily whispered. Amused, Takamina decided to pull Miichan’s leg for a bit more and nodded with a serious expression, sending the younger girl into a series of loud whines. The younger girl grabbed Takamina’s arm and stared at the captain, “Did I reaaaally appear that little!?”
Before Takamina could reply, Miichan’s phone chimed.
Miichan! I watched UZA PV! ……and only noticed you when I was watching it the third time! Gomen~ - Acchan
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Ah! I'm glad you're posting these here, too! :heart: I've liked all of them that I could find on Tumblr, but if you post your old ones here, I get to make sure I didn't miss any. XD They're such lovely little short ficlets that brighten my day when I wake up to a new one.
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lol Acchan is so Acchan xD
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Waaah... you finally posted your fics here. XD
I'm so glad because i had a trouble to open tumblr. My internet connection is suck :thumbdown:
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I always read you tumbrl :D
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;;of uza pv and screentimes - 2
“Yuuchan~~~” A familiar voice rang out in the quiet studio and Yuko looked up as a smile gradually painted her adorable features. Wrapping her arms around the shorter girl, Haruna smiled, “Why is my Yuuchan pouting alone in the corner?” Resting her head on the top of the other girl’s, Haruna asked, gently stroking Yuko’s hair and carefully tucking a stray strand behind her ear. The shorter girl kept her silence, tightening her arms around her girlfriend’s as Haruna spotted the paused video on Yuko’s cellphone. “The PV?”
Yuko nodded, leaning away from Haruna and pouted as she stared at the beautiful face in front of her. “I think even Nyan nyan had more screentime than I do,” she mumbled, making a disappointed face.
Haruna grinned, lightly smacking Yuko on her forehead, “And that’s why you are sad?!” The squirrel-like girl widened her eyes in surprise and broke the hug, waving her hands around to show that she wasn’t jealous of Haruna but failing rather terribly. Haruna laughed, catching one of Yuko’s flailing hands and pulling the girl back into her embrace. “It’s okay, ya know,” Haruna muttered, resting her head on Yuko’s shoulder. “Even with the lack of screentime, you still stole everyone’s attention away.”
Leaning away from Haruna yet again, Yuko broke into smiles as she looked at her girlfriend. Haruna grinned with her, poking gently on her lovely dimples. “Indeed, all I need is my Nyan nyan,” Yuko beamed even wider, then suddenly scrunching her face in annoyance.
“Say Nyan nyan, did you have fun filming the PV?” Yuko asked, and Haruna looked at her girlfriend whose face painted a mysterious expression. She nodded and immediately, Yuko’s face flashed a look of irritation, “I knew it!”
“Knew what?” Haruna asked with a blank expression; Yuko had clearly lost Haruna before even she began guilt-tripping her.
“There was soooooo much of you and Mariko in the PV!!!” Yuko semi-yelled exasperatedly, making a sad face at her girlfriend.
“And so?” Haruna stared back at her ridiculous girlfriend.
“And so!…” Yuko left her words hanging and Haruna waited, still clueless on what was making Yuko so irritated. “And so…nothing.”
Haruna made a face, “Nothing?”
Yuko nodded and smile, “Mhm! Nothing!”
Haruna shrugged her shoulders and took Yuko’s arms, wrapping them around her waist, “Let’s go for dinner!”
Yuko beamed a dimpled smile at her girlfriend and nodded, tightening her arms around her girlfriend. “Your treat!” Haruna hummed her reply, hands playing with Yuko’s silky locks before bending down slightly and resting her head near Yuko’s ear.
“You know…you don’t have to be jealous of Marichan and me…”
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@calyrica: I thought it's easier and better to churn out drabbles than to write a sometimes-too-long-winded fic. LOL and since most of my stuffs aren't AU, it's not easy to whip up a fic-length piece so I stick to drabbles for most part. Hahaa ^-^// U can check the tags on tumblr if you want to btrack too. ^_^
@kahem: Acchan is indeed so Acchan. (:
@stv_wong: ;~;// I'll remember to post them here more often then!!
@Haruko: I know you! I've seen you reblogging my Kojiyuu pieces. Thank you <3333
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;;most of my memories
Acchan leaned back; resting her body snugly against her best friend’s and heaved a sigh. The moonlight that shone into the room seemed to echo the melancholy of the mood in the room; Acchan fidgeted for a bit, pulling her best friend’s arms around her waist while the girl behind rested her chin on Acchan’s shoulders. “It’s time huh?” the one behind whispered to which the ace nodded slightly, looking at the clock at the corner of the room. “Nothing will change after today, ya know…” she reassured Acchan even though her voice was laced with doubts and worries. The pair of arms tightened itself around the younger girl as a drop of tear wetted itself on the ace’s blouse.
“I don’t want to be apart from you, I can’t imagine a day being away from AKB, can I back out of my decision now?” the ace mumbled, hands playing with Takamina’s which encircled her waist before reaching to grab her phone from the bedside, “Yasusu writes the best kind of songs huh?”
思い出のほとんどはそう一緒に作ったね
Most of my memories were made together with you
笑ったり泣いたり喧嘩したりして
Laughing, crying, even fighting
お互いの夢語り合った日々時は過ぎて
We spent some days sharing our dreams together and time passed by
“Time sure has past us by before we even know it,” Takamina echoed Acchan’s thoughts, turning the girl around to face herself. She smiled a bitter smile, leaning their foreheads together. “It’s good to see that we’ve chased dreams together, achieving goals together, and now that they are reached, you can go forth without worries for more,” Takamina whispered, a tear falling from the corner of her right eye.
思い出のほとんどはふたりの足跡
Most of my memories make up our footprints
歩いて走って立ち止まって
Walking, running, and standing still
何度も道に迷いここに来た別れ今友よ
We came here when we lost our way countless times now we’re friends who have to say goodbye
“But you know what,” Takamina continued, this time hugging her best friend, chin once again resting on the taller girl’s shoulder. “We’ll never have to say goodbye because your graduation only meant the end of one journey for you, but never the end of the journey for our friendship.”
“Because like what Yasusu wrote, we’ll be friends no matter where we are. ”
地図になる どこにいても 友よ
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:heart: :heart: :heart:
I love your fic the most and glad you post in here too.
I check your tumblr everyday. Thank youuu :heart: :heart:
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;;of the dead and the living
Sado sat in the corner, cuddling her knees and just letting her emotions flowed; she had been reminiscing the lost time she had with Yuko, mourning over her death and refusing to believe that all of what happened happened. It hadn’t been long since Yuko’s passing; but long enough to let Sado cried her eyes out making them looked almost permanently red and puffy, skipping meals enough to let the once scary yet elegantly gorgeous vice president looked 20 years older than her actual age and devastating enough to let suicidal thoughts flood her mind more often than it should.
A knock on the door interrupted Sado’s train of thoughts and a sudden shout caused a momentarily headache for Sado as she furrowed her brows, irritated by the intrusion.
Running into the room, Torigoya grabbed the piece of glass in Sado’s hand before tearing a part of her skirt and wrapped the cloth around the bleeding arm. Numbed to the happenings around her, Sado tuned out the mumbling from the other girl and followed aimlessly as the younger girl led her out of the room. The bright sunlight blinded Sado for a second; closing her eyes then slowly reopening them to adjust to the stream of light, Sado snapped out of the daze she was in and widened her eyes when she saw the stream of blood from her arm. The pain hit Sado hard as the girl let out a scream of agony, startling the other girl who then tightened her grip on Sado to prevent the girl from thrashing around as she attempted to shake Torigoya’s hold off her arm.
“Don’t you dare to fucking move,” Torigoya warned with a low voice, fixing a stern glare on the other girl as she brought her arm under the running water. The sting coupled with her grieve was too much for Sado as her legs lost strength and she felt herself being supported upright by the younger girl. “When can you put this all down and behind you,” the other girl mumbled, tears threatening to fall as she watched how such a strong and dominating character like Sado is nothing more than a weak and broken being now.
“Remember…only when the remembering and reminiscing is done, the forgetting and moving on can begin. And till then, I’ll wait and be with you…”
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@yoko2148: o_o really?! >.< Thank you for your kind words!!!!
@O r i g a m i: you too? ;~;/////// thank you so much ._.///
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;;married and honeymoon…
“Nyan Nyan~~” Yuko whined from the sofa after throwing down her bags. Haruna smiled and locked the door before walking to her newly-married wife, or rather, Haruna liked to think Yuko as the husband. Picking up the abandoned bags from the hallway, Haruna pulled their luggage into the den and settled them at the side before joining Yuko on the couch. Yuko beamed; scooting closer to her wife, the shorter girl leaned her head onto Haruna’s and sighed. The taller girl raised her eyebrows but remained silent as Yuko fidgeted around with her fingers, “Nyan nyan?” Haruna smiled and hummed her reply, “Thank you,” came Yuko’s soft mutter.
“For?” Haruna asked, resting her head on Yuko’s. The other girl didn’t speak a word but instead, the pair sat on the couch for the next few minutes, just enjoying each other’s company. “Are we gonna spend our honeymoon on the couch?” the taller girl teased, slipping her hand out of Yuko’s and sat up straighter. Yuko giggled and shook her head but remained leaning on Haruna; it was unusual to see Yuko this quiet even if they were alone and it was rather unnerving even for Haruna. The older girl didn’t rush her wife but instead reached an arm over and pulled Yuko into her embrace.
“Haruna’s tired?” Yuko asked quietly while her wife shook her head. “Liar,” the younger girl muttered when she turned her head round and saw Haruna’s drooping eyelids. They had a busy day; the wedding in the morning took most of their energy but before they could get a breather, the couple had to rush for their late afternoon flight for the honeymoon. Yuko wondered why on earth that she made Haruna booked their flight, knowing that the air-headed girl would more or less screw it up, and man, did Haruna not fail to disappoint.
Haruna smiled weakly, fighting her urges to sleep and shook her head, “I wouldn’t want to waste the first night in Guam on sleeping.” Haruna yawned, rubbing her eyes and missed the blush that had crept its way onto Yuko’s cheeks. Shaking her head to clear the sleepiness, the taller girl pulled Yuko up together with her, “Let’s go!”
Clueless about what Haruna wanted to do, “Go where?” Yuko asked the now looking confused Haruna.
“To the beach of course! Where else?” Haruna asked in reply, giving her wife a bright smile then slipping her hand into Yuko’s.
Yuko gave herself a mental facepalm, wondering why her head is always in the gutters when it comes to Haruna. “Of course Haruna wouldn’t suggest a sexy night together. She isn’t me,” the shorter girl reprimanded herself silently before grinning back at her wife. “But why oh why did she even mention night and not sleeping together in a sentence?” Yuko thought as she groaned inwardly when the pair made their way to the seaside.
Haruna led Yuko to the bar near the seaside and took a seat, “What do you want?” the taller girl asked to a clearly not paying attention Yuko.
Well, how could Yuko pay any attention to anything else other than ogling at her wife? The younger girl had no idea when did her wife changed into this white flowery long dress that she had on now, but the attractive collarbone, the milky white arms and not forgetting the drool-worthy cleavage; Yuko could only feel blood rushing to her head. “-Sex on the beach please,” Haruna’s voice interrupted Yuko’s thoughts and the girl snapped herself out of her perverted trance.
“WHAT? What sex? What sex on the beach? NYAN NYAN WHAT?” the shorter girl yelled, jumping off the bar stool and stared at Haruna. A blush swiftly painted the taller girl’s face as she reached over and clamped a hand over Yuko’s mouth before looking apologetically at the patrons near them.
Resisting the hand that was on her mouth, Yuko grinned playfully as she stuck out her tongue and gave Haruna’s hand a lick, watching when her wife’s face changed from embarrassed to disgust before releasing her hold on Yuko. “Nyan nyan~” Yuko whined once again, attempting to scoot closer to her wife even on separated bar stools. “What are you talking abou-,” two orangey cocktails served on their table by the suave-looking bartender interrupted Yuko and the short girl glared at the bartender. Clearly without an intention to leave before locking eyes with Haruna, the bartender sent a wink and a smug smirk her direction when the beautiful girl looked up.
Irritated, Yuko slapped his arm and brought his attention to the shorter girl. “She’s taken,” Yuko said coldly and the bartender raised his eyebrow, smile slowly fading from his face.
Before Yuko could cheer for her win, “its fine ‘cause I believe she would cheat for me,” came the bartender’s confident retort.
You could almost see the fire in Yuko’s eyes as she stood up, leaning menacingly close to the bartender before dropping a cold poison-laced warning, “She wouldn’t. You’re not good enough. She’s married.”
“Oh really?” The guy challenged, throwing in an assertive grin. “Why don’t we ask the lady herself?”
Haruna choked on her cocktail; they had lost her after the first minute, only snapping out of her my-pace thoughts when Yuko stood up and paid as much attention as she could while fighting her drowsiness. Looking up to Yuko’s angry yet uncertain eyes, then darting to the seemingly too confident and rather unappealing expression on the otherwise handsome-looking bartender’s face, Haruna stood up as well. “Let’s go back, Yuuchan. I’m tired,” Haruna said quietly, taking up Yuko’s hand from in front of the bartender; her way of saying, “Thank you, but no thank you. I’m contended with my Yuuchan.”
Back in the room, Yuko was still fuming as she stormed to the couch and sat down, turning on the TV yet throwing the controller angrily back onto the coffee-table. “Yuuchan,” Haruna warned quietly, “The coffee table’s gonna break.” Yuko made a face, turning around and resting on the top of the couch like a little puppy, watching Haruna. The taller girl who was picking out her pajamas for the night stopped when she felt eyes following her every move, “What?”
“What what?” Yuko asked.
Haruna shook her head, lowering her head once again into their shared luggage and picking out her clothes for the next day, hanging them into the wardrobe. “Oh!” Yuko shouted, “I got us matching pajamas!” The short girl scooted out of the sofa and went over to the luggage, ransacking it and pulling out a box, “Here!”
Without even guessing, Haruna already knew what to expect and it didn’t came as a surprise when she pulled out a red satin babydoll nighttie. Locking eyes with Yuko, who was looking expectantly at Haruna, the taller girl gave a sigh. “A leopard can’t change it spots, neither would a perverted Yuko ditch her hentai roots,” Haruna thought.
“Y-you don’t like it?” Yuko asked timidly, eyes lowering slightly with disappointment written all over her face. Something soft stuck itself on her cheek, and Yuko blushed; before she could react to it, the pair of soft lips left her cheeks and she gave a soft mew in protest.
“Love it. Like I love Yuuchan,” Haruna replied. “I’m going to change into it. You should change into yours too,” the taller girl said, making her way to the bathroom. Yuko blushed; despite being together for such a long time, she knew that Haruna don’t hang the praises, or her love for Yuko on her lips but that didn’t mean that she love Yuko any lesser. The random and rare confessions of love always caught Yuko off-guard and it never made the shorter girl any less bashful as the first time when Haruna whispered the love word to her.
The door of the shower room opened a while later, and Yuko almost melt into the ground; Haruna, in her gorgeousness stepped out and the nightie, though not body-hugging, hugged Haruna’s curves in all the right places. The red contrasted beautifully with Haruna’s white, though not sickly pale, skin, highlighting the stunning girl’s proportions. Yuko almost felt her eyes popped out when they travelled to Haruna’s cleavage; the low-cut nightie could almost hide nothing, generously showing to Yuko, Haruna’s full bosom. It took the shorter girl all her will to pull her sight away from Haruna’s chest, travelling downwards as the nightie ended just a quarter down her wife’s thighs. She couldn’t even think straight; all her thoughts were jumbled up between wanting to land her paws on the taller girl’s thighs, nuzzling on Haruna’s chest and just tearing the nightie off her wife’s body because it was obstructing her view.
Haruna grinned; watching as Yuko’s eyes travelled up and down her body. She wasn’t surprised at the pervert squirrel’s reaction though she was slightly taken aback by her brazen ogling. “I hope you’ve seen enough,” Haruna made a face, walking to her wife whose face now red with both embarrassment from being caught and “from the heat” as she would argue. Yuko let out an incoherent mumble and Haruna laughed, “Your turn to change,” she said, pushing her wife into the bathroom.
Laughter echoed the room when Yuko stepped out of the bathroom; clad in a similar red satin nightwear, Yuko was in the classic men 2-piece pajamas as opposed to Haruna’s sexy nightie. “It’s a couple wear you see, and since you got the woman’s…” Yuko explained sheepishly, rubbing the back of her head nervously.
Haruna jogged over to Yuko and took her into her embrace in one swift swop, nuzzling the top of her head. “It’s okay,” she comforted the shorter girl softly, “Yuuchan is the man in our relationship anyway.”
Yuko wasn’t complaining at all, who would? Her head was resting comfortably on Haruna’s chest and Yuko silently thanked whoever that was up there that decided to keep her at this height, for the first time nodding her acknowledgement to be the one wearing pants in their relationship. “Well,” she thought to herself, “if being the man gets such a good view, why not?”
Haruna shook her head, knowing that she had already lost the hentai squirrel the moment she hugged her, but smiled warmly. “Yuuchan~ time to sleep,” Haruna mumbled softly.
“Sleep?” Yuko thought. “SLEEP?!” she shouted suddenly, then clamping a hand over her mouth, looking shyly at Haruna. “W-with you? In this?”
The taller girl gave herself a facepalm mentally; who knew that Yuko actually could still get shy when it comes to intimate actions, seeing that she had been openly ogling at Haruna since forever and shamelessly groping the girl at inappropriate places and times. “Yes sleep, you, me, in this, now,” Haruna teased, pulling the shorter girl onto the bed behind them.
Yuko mumbled ramblingly as Haruna laid her down on the bed and it took her a few blinks before realizing that the taller girl was now towering above her, legs on two sides of her thighs. Gulping a choked breathe down, Yuko stared at the prettiness in front of her and felt a sense of wanting lingering within her. Carefully lowering herself towards Yuko, Haruna smiled as Yuko closed her half-lidded eyes.
A few seconds later, Yuko felt nothing despite puckering her lips. Peeling an eye open, she saw Haruna’s amused face and knew that the secretly scheming girl tricked her. Haruna laughed an airy laughter, rolling to Yuko’s side and slipping underneath the comforter. “Sleep, Yuuchan. We’ve a full day ahead of us tomorrow,” Haruna said in between laughter.
Yuko made a face, turning around to face her tickled wife. “Nyan nyan,” whining for the umpteenth time of the night, Yuko looked at Haruna with the injured-squirrel expression, hoping to change Haruna’s mind. A wag of her finger telling Yuko there was no room for negotiation later, the younger girl pouted, burying herself under the blanket. Haruna raised an eyebrow in half-surprise; it was the first time Yuko stopped her advances so easily.
It seemed too early for Haruna to be happy when she felt a hand snaking itself across her waist from under the cover and a body plopped itself on Haruna’s. Raising the blanket, she was greeted with Yuko’s adorably cheery and somewhat naughty expression. The shorter girl gave her wife a grin, scooting upwards and landing a wet and passionate kiss on Haruna’s lips; facing no resistance from the other girl, Yuko nibbled gently on Haruna’s lower lips, tasting the strawberry lipgloss on her wife’s lips.
A hand sneaked itself up from Haruna’s waist, fondling at the taller girl’s chest while Yuko planted kisses along Haruna’s jawline. The older girl let out a sweet mew and Yuko smirked against her skin, nuzzling gently along Haruna’s collarbone…
It was safe to say that neither Yuko nor Haruna slept till the wee hours in the morning on their first night as married couple…
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@riderchick: I'm flattered ;~;// And thank you too for checking out my tumblr too ;~;// So so so flattered. I'll try to write more since I've time now. ^~^//
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Sorry for posting up older works around here though. ;~; Most of you guys...if you frequent my tumblr would probably have read them. m(_ _)m
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;;of coping and loves
“How are you coping?” Yuko muttered, plopping down on the space beside Takamina. A rare break in between photo-shoots, the ace spotted her best friend seated at the far end away from the rest of the team and decided to intrude on her peaceful silent.
Takamina let a smile crept onto her face as she looked at the actress, cleverly concealing what she was doing. She had been a touchy subject for most of the members after Acchan’s graduation and Takamina knew that Yuko, walking over to her albeit acting as though it was a casual act, was going to attract more attention to them than say, Jurina kissing Haruna in front of Mariko yet again. “Suriving, I guess,” Takamina replied, giving a reassuring loop-sided grin back at Yuko. The older girl rolled her eyes and Takamina laughed a little too loudly, attracting curious glances from fellow members in the resting room. “Why did you ask if you don’t plan on believing my answer?” the general manager asked, giving Yuko a playful smack on her arm.
To the ones whom Takamina weren’t close to, it did appeared that the little captain picked herself up a while after Acchan’s graduation. They were careful in watching their mouths, not mentioning the ex-ace when Takamina was around and just being extra cautious not to step on the hidden mines around the captain. They noticed the faint red eyes for the whole week after the graduation, the quiet sniffling heard behind closed doors in between performances, the look of longing on the replacement’s back whenever someone took over Acchan’s center spot in shows…
However, it was hardly believable that Takamina was even surviving to people close to her; the excuses she gave to leave earlier at gatherings which she never had done so for the past seven years, the times when she came later than the rest and sometimes even later than the meeting timings with her eyes red and puffy then complaining about “waking up with allergies”, the days where she would excuse herself to go to the toilet but all you hear were sounds of someone crying softly behind closed doors…
“To see if you would lie,” Yuko teased, laughing.
Takamina rolled her eyes, “Well, I’m better now than a month ago for sure,” giving the girl beside a more convincing slight smile. “How are you?”
“Hmmm…let me see, very busy taking over the center spot from Acchan and very busy making sure my best friend is surviving after her partner leaves the group. I guess, surviving too,” Takamina laughed, giving Yuko a slight push after the girl finished. Beaming, Yuko looked at the shorter of the two and gave herself a pat on the back. “Good job Yuko good job! You made Bakamina smiled,” she teased once more, earning another smack on the arm from Takamina. “It does get lonely around her though,” Yuko pondered, resting her arm around Takamina’s shoulders, “But you know, we all gonna cope with this and make it through.”
Takamina nodded, thankful that at least without her trusty partner, she had the other members, especially her best friend to lean on. “One day I’m gonna leave, and Takamina gonna cope with it too,” Takamina let a bittersweet smile paint her face as Yuko continued, “And somehow Takamina would be able to.” The ace turned and looked at the trusty captain and nodded, “Yup, Takamina is going to be fine.”
The shorter girl laughed yet again, something rather rare and precious ever since the end of August. “How do you know that I’m gonna be around here longer than you are?”
“Because you aren’t going to graduate until you hit 40,” came the playful retort.
Takamina grinned, “And how do you know that I’m gonna be fine if you graduate?”
“Because I’ gonna be by your side to make sure you’re gonna be fine!”
Because…because I hope that by then, you would put Acchan down and I could be the one beside you, in your heart…
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Actually I didn't crush into takayuu much.
But after watch 0048, I love it!!
and didn't expect that after acchan graduated, they become more real like in anime. Wmidget!!! :twothumbs
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;;of unfounded possessiveness
“Yuuchan…Yuuchan…Yuuchan again!!” Mariko thought, scrolling down something on her phone. Mariko fought back the urge to call the other girl as her stylist called her, gesturing that the setup was all ready for her photo-shoot. Dropping her phone back into her bag, Mariko patted her face gently and tried to clear her thoughts to focus on the work before her, failing horribly as happy images of Haruna and Yuko – popularly known as KojiYuu, Mariko thought bitterly – flooded her mind.
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A few hours later, Mariko wrapped up her photo-shoot without much hiccups; despite being distracted by the photo that Haruna tweeted earlier with Yuko, the professional model managed to keep her emotions in control and it was almost a one-shoot okay photo session. Exhausted, Mariko debated between heading to Haruna’s place or back home when her fatigue won over and the tall girl flagged for a taxi and made her way home.
Turning her key with her hand gripping on the door knob, Mariko raised an eyebrow as she faintly heard noises within her apartment. “Burglar?” she thought as she opened the door silently. However, when a pair of familiar boots by the shoe-rack caught her eye, she smiled. “Haruna?” she called out, and a bright, smiley face popped from behind the pillar greeted her. “What are you doing here?” slipping into her comfy slippers, Mariko asked as she walked towards the other girl.
“Cooking?” Haruna grinned, waving her ladle at the owner, “Oops!” and stopping when dips of soup flew over the counter. She let out an infectious laughter, grabbing the cloth off the sink and cleaning up the counter as Mariko walked into the kitchen. “How’s work?” the younger girl asked, turning her attention back onto the simmering pot of soup, “Dinner will be ready soon, go take a shower first?” Mariko hummed a reply but instead of walking off to the bathroom, the taller girl snaked her arms around Haruna’s waist from behind and rested her chin on the girl’s shoulder. Sweet strawberry shampoo scent, the brand that Haruna loved the most, and the scent that Mariko had been used to, flooded here senses. Nuzzling her nose closer to the other girl’s neck, Mariko sighed a contented sigh.
Haruna smiled, “Mari-chan…I’ve already showered. Now…would you mind not making me need to shower again?” Voice dripping of sweetness, Haruna complained and Mariko scrunched her nose in defiant while shaking her head gently. The younger girl rolled her eyes, knowing that if Mariko decided to be all whiney and childish, she would be a handful to handle. Turning off the stove, Haruna unclasped Mariko’s hands from her waist and turned around. Poking gently on the older girl’s nose, “Mari-chan, shower. Or I’ll eat your curry rice,” Haruna let her eyes stray to the two plates of curry on the dining table and watched as Mariko turned around slowly and pouted.
“I’ll be out in a jiffy. Don’t touch my curry rice,” Mariko muttered, hands refusing to let go of Haruna’s even after the girl gave her an assuring nod.
“If you continue holding my hand, I don’t know how you’re gonna make it to the bathroom,” Haruna teased, following behind Mariko as the older girl pulled her into the bedroom to get her pajamas. Mariko made a face and let go of the other girl’s hand as she took her clothes and headed for the bathroom.
“Don’t eat my curry!” Mariko warned once again before closing the door. Haruna laughed; it is all these small yet irresistibly adorable actions that made Haruna fall in love with the older girl. The oldest member in the team, yet whenever it was just the two of them, it always made Haruna wondered if Mariko was indeed older than she is. Those childish actions that Haruna knew were only reserved for her, those whiney complains that were only whispered into her ear and not forgetting the shy look coupled with the blush on her face whenever Haruna goes a little too close for comfort…
Mariko stepped out of the shower and was ruffling her hair dry with the towel when she caught sight of a beautiful face; letting a grin painted her face, she looked at Haruna spacing into space while she waited for her and resisted the urge to run over to place a kiss on those luscious lips. Plopping on the sofa beside Haruna, Mariko grinned, “What are you thinking?”
“Oh, you’re done,” Haruna said, without answering Mariko’s question. The older girl gave a playful nod as Haruna took her hand in hers and led the girl to the dining table, “Thinking about you.”
The reply was soft, almost too soft for Mariko to catch, but she did and the older girl smiled. Mariko knew that Haruna wasn’t one who is vocal about her love, nor one who is comfortable with public display of affection and Mariko never complained about it because all these little and random confessions were what made her heart beat with anticipation and sweetness whenever it happens…
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“Ah~ I’m so full!” Mariko gave a contented exclamation after finishing her plate of curry rice, smiling happily – almost like a kid who was given a new toy, Haruna thought – as she handed the emptied plate to her girlfriend. “Nyaro!” Mariko called as Haruna placed the plates in the sink, “Leave them till tomorrow. You’re tired too.”
The younger girl shook her head, “It won’t even take long,” pushing the taller girl out of the kitchen. Mariko pouted as she jumped onto the couch and kneeled on the sofa, facing her girlfriend’s back.
“Such a beauty, and mine,” Mariko thought. The image of Haruna with Yuko floated into Mariko’s blissful thoughts and she made an annoyed face just as the younger girl finished with the dishes and walked towards her.
Pulling the younger girl down onto the sofa, Mariko whined softly as she leaned her head onto Haruna’s shoulders. “What’s wrong?” the younger girl asked, watching in amusement as Mariko shook her head then started drawing imaginary circles on her lap. “Sleepy?” Haruna asked, and Mariko shook her head once again, nuzzling her nose on the younger girl’s cheeks.
“Nyaro…” Mariko mumbled, tracing a finger along the outline of the younger girl’s ear and Haruna felt her face blushed a pinkish tinge. “I don’t like it when Nyaro tweets about Yuko,” Mariko muttered blatantly, “I get jealous.”
Haruna almost gave herself a facepalm, “You know Yuko has Takamina already,” she replied, not before rolling her eyes.
Mariko made a face, “You mean if she didn’t have had Takamina, you would choose her over me?”
The younger girl turned to face her girlfriend and gave her a reprimanding smack, “What the heck are you thinking?”
“You would, wouldn’t you! You would totally pick Yuko if she didn’t have Takamina!” Mariko whined, giving Haruna a look that seemingly resembled a hurt panda.
“That wasn’t what I meant!” Haruna complained, moving closer to her girlfriend.
Mariko raised an eyebrow before sliding her arm around Haruna’s waist, forcefully bringing the girl up and sitting her back down on her lap. “It wasn’t?” she asked doubtfully, pouting this irresistible pout as she looked at her girlfriend. Haruna shook her head and leaned closer to the older girl, giving her a reassuring peck on the lips. Pulling apart, she was greeted by Mariko’s gleeful grin and she smiled along with the childish girl.
“I’m sorry that I always get so possessive when it comes to you,” Mariko mumbled, tucking Haruna’s hair behind her ear, tugging gently on the girl’s earlobe. A soft mew escaped Haruna’s lips as Mariko sealed her lips with her own, nibbling softly on the side of her lips.
“You’re mine…”
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@yoko2148: I'm starting to reeeeeeeaaaaally love Takayuu. ;~;/// And the anime really killed it for me. So much TakaYuu!! ;~; And cuteness all over. T^T
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Oh!! I know what are you planning!! Mariharu to open the door of Takayuu world :ding:
my OTP is Kojiyuu but..., When I saw The moment that yuko troll takamina in Janken taikan event news.(WONDA event,only yuko and takamina in UZA costume) yuko says in the interview part that takamina is not her friend. My brain trick me hard, as I start to saw takamina blush while laughing.
So Yuko say that they are not a friend cause they are lover, right? :ding:
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This is the first mariharu fic that I like :)
:twothumbsi
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all yuu - kojiyuu 1/?
Birthday girl have yet to tell me what she wants for birthday this year (・v・)ノ – Nyannyan
Birthday girl wants her nyan nyan! – Yuuchan
Hmm…but birthday girl arranged for a sleepover with TwinTower already ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ – Nyannyan
Nyan nyan can sleepover too!!! ɿ(｡･ɜ･)ɾ - Yuuchan
No thanks. See ya at PV filming later! (бвб) – Nyannyan
Wait! What about my present!? – Yuuchan
HARUNYANNNNNN PRESENTTTTT~~( ◕﹏◕ ) – Yuuchan
Haruna smiled as she looked at the latest message from Yuko, shaking her head as she stuffed her cardigan into her bag and sling a huge paper bag over her shoulder, heading out for her morning work before the AKB48 PV filming later the night.
Greeting her manager as she board the car, Haruna’s phone chimed once more.
Nyan nyan doesn’t want me…the day before my birthday and nyan nyan doesn’t want me… p(´⌒｀｡q) – Yuuchan
Haruna let out a loud laughter and her manager looked at her in amusement; the beautiful girl shook her head and instead showed Ino-san the message, inciting a loud laughter from the older guy as well. “She really likes you,” her manager teased, earning a playful smack on his arm from Haruna. “Hey! I’m driving,” he complained, “Plus if we get into any accident, Yuko would kill me if the crash doesn’t!”
Haruna laughed again as the car turned into the studio, keeping her phone back into her back but not before scribbling a reply quickly.
I’ve a present for Yuuchan. Give it to you later. （*＾＾）＾*） ☆Chu~ – Nyannyan
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I’ve a present for Yuuchan. Give it to you later. （*＾＾）＾*） ☆Chu~ – Nyannyan
Yuko blinked, and then blinked again before jumping out of bed, staring at her phone and then grinning like a child given a lollipop, waving it in the air to nobody. “Nyannyan chuuuuuuuu~ me!” the soon-to-be-24 girl yelled, smiling so brightly that it could rival the sunlight streaming in from the curtain cracks. “Nyan~~~~nyan chuuuuuuuu~~~~ me~~~~”
Sae-chan~~~ Nyannyan just chuu-ed me~~~ loooook!! /attachment/ I’ve a present for Yuuchan. Give it to you later. （*＾＾）＾*） ☆Chu~ – Nyannyan /attachment/ - Yuko
Sayaaaakaaaa~~~~~ Nyannyan chuuuuuued me! !! /attachment/ I’ve a present for Yuuchan. Give it to you later. （*＾＾）＾*） ☆Chu~ – Nyannyan /attachment/ - Yuko
Bakaminaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Guess what? NYANNYAN CHUUUUUUU-ED ME! !! /attachment/ I’ve a present for Yuuchan. Give it to you later. （*＾＾）＾*） ☆Chu~ – Nyannyan /attachment/ - shortie Yuuchan
Yuko sighed, falling back onto her bed and smiled, “Nyannyan gave me a kiss~” she sighed dreamily. It seemed as though everything else paled in comparison – her manager had been sending her a text message every few seconds over the past five minutes, seeing that she was running late for a meeting – when Haruna replied her with a kissing kaomoji.
A frantic knock on her door pulled her back into the yucky reality, well, to Yuko, anywhere without Haruna is yucky. Opening the door, she was greeted by her angry and very nervous-looking manager. Before the older guy could give her a piece of his mind, the short girl thrust her phone to him, “I’ll change now!”
Her manager raised an eyebrow in surprise before looking down at the phone in his hands. The message from Haruna greeted him and he grinned; it seemed like that could answer for everything that happened and all the lectures that he had prepared to lash on the younger girl died before he could blame her.
He had been with Yuko long enough to know that anything Haruna meant a lot more than everything else in the world.
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Taking her bag from her manager, Haruna plopped down on the sofa in between her photo-shoot. Flipping her phone open, she was surprised at the amount of unread messages in her inbox.
（*＾＾）＾*） ☆Chu~ – Yuuchan
I love my nyannyan (｡･ω･｡)ﾉ♡– Yuuchan
You chuu-ed Yuko? She’s going crazy now!! Hahaha – Sae-chan
I’m off to meeting~~~~ I love you~~~~ – Yuuchan
WHY DIDN’T I GET A CHU FOR MY BIRTHDAY?! – Takamina
Meeting’s boring…I rather be chuuuuu-ing my nyannyan （￣へ￣）– Yuuchan
Where’s my nyannyan? Why aren’t you replying me? (。┰ω┰。) – Yuuchan
Just as she was going to reply to Sae, her phone chimed again and a (1) appeared beside her inbox.
Nyannyan~~~~~~ I miss you~~~~ (♡ω♡) – Yuuchan
Haruna rolled her eyes, half regretting sending that chuu kaomoji to the other girl. “You know, even I got the message,” Haruna looked up to a sheepish-looking Ino-san and tilted her head in question. Taking up her bags, Haruna’s manager passed her his phone and grinned.
Ino-sannnnnnn~ Nyannyan chuu-ed me! /attachment/ I’ve a present for Yuuchan. Give it to you later. （*＾＾）＾*） ☆Chu~ – Nyannyan /attachment/ - Yuko
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There’s a Part 2 to this which I’ve no idea if I’ll continue to write, stuck at a few chapters after this last sentence but if I do…then there’s an update? LOL
Planning to write a few Yuko/? one-shots for her birthday. And hopefully I would, seeing that I don’t really feel like writing recently -^-;;
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@yoko2148: I believe that Mariharu will be my corresponding answer for Takayuu fics. LOL And yea, the WONDA event, TSKKKKKK YUKO >:C My poor Takamina got trolled by her >: I can't put down Kojiyuu though, even if I shipped Mariharu and Takayuu.
@saeyukilover: wow, that's a huge compliment there. Thank you T^T///
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all yuu - atsuyuu
Happy Birthday, Yuuchan – Acchan
Yuko smiled, somewhat bitterly as she looked at the message. She didn’t know how to feel when she saw the message, she could easily give a reply of thanks, or could just ignore it till the morning, but something tugged at her heart when she saw who the message was from. It was her message from her since the graduation, which Yuko knew, hadn’t been easy on the other girl as well. She did all she could to stay away from the other girls, to gradually remove the AKB48 label on herself and she had chosen to embark on this lonely and tough route on her own.
Yuko sighed, albeit a little too softly for fear that she would wake the Twintower up and she wasn’t exactly in the mood to explain herself and the tears that were free-falling from her eyes at the moment.
Thank you… - Yuuchan
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Thank you… -Yuuchan
Acchan looked at the simple and if not mistaken, relatively cold reply from the other girl and sighed. She knew that it was her fault that Yuko gave such an aloof reply; she was the one who chose not to reply to any of the other girl’s messages since her graduation, deliberately missing all the calls from Yuko and just keeping her distance away from her best friend for the past six years.
“Yes, it was just best friends…,” Acchan thought as she laughed cynically at herself. Many times she wanted to gather her guts to ask the other girl to be more than just friends, but every time when she decided to go for it, she would chicken out at the last minute. And then before she knew it, it was too late.
Her phone chimed again, いつも聴いてた favorite song, that line which she shared with the shorter girl in Heavy Rotation, and subconsciously, a smile crept its way onto Acchan’s face.
And I missed you… -Yuuchan
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And I missed you… -Yuuchan
Yuko sighed as she sent the message, knowing that it was useless to hide her feelings when they were just coming in waves to overwhelm her. She didn’t know how Acchan was feeling when she sent the birthday message to her, but she knew that she felt horrible receiving it. As much as she tried to suppress all these feelings she had for the ex-ace, they just couldn’t be denied and Yuko decided that it was now or never.
“Yuko?” a voice broke through the silent room and Yuko froze. “Why aren’t you asleep yet? Wasn’t the PV filming really tiring?” Sae asked softly, watching as Yuko turned and faced her. The birthday girl gave a melancholic smile to the younger girl, knowing full well that Sae could see the dried streaks of tears on her face even under the dim light radiating from her phone. Scooting closer to Yuko, the shock that painted the younger girl’s face was soon changed into a knowing nod as she read the messages on Yuko’s phone.
A vibration soon broke the still atmosphere between the pair and Sae moved back to her side of the futon quietly; her way of giving Yuko the privacy to deal with whatever reply that Acchan might send back to the birthday girl, silently hoping that the other girl would be kind enough to spare Yuko the heartache on her birthday.
I love you… – Acchan
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I love you… – Acchan
Acchan kicked her blanket away as she sat up on her bed, patting her face gently. “What have I done?” she asked herself softly, staring at the message in her outbox. “Confessing your true feelings,” a voice inside her seemed to answer her own question and the actress sighed softly.
Interrupting her conflicted thoughts, her phone chimed and flashed a (1) beside her inbox. Somewhat afraid of facing what might be the reply, Acchan pressed her lips together, contemplating to not read the message until the next morning. “You know you can’t escape after you sent that message,” the voice inside her reminded herself as her finger hovered over the mailbox icon before pressing down.
I love you more… - Yuuchan
Another chime rang out as a tear fell from Acchan’s right eye.
And let me love you till forever ends… -Yuuchan
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And they said that if tears fell from the right eye first, it stood for happiness; that morning on Yuko’s birthday, it was Acchan’s happiest day…
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all yuu - kojiyuu 2/2
“Nyannyan~~~” A gleeful voice greeted Haruna as she stepped into the huge warehouse where the PV filming would take place. A second later, a koala bear, no, Haruna meant Yuko, attached itself, herself, she meant, onto Haruna’s arm and the taller girl looked down to the cheery grin that painted the younger girl’s face. “Chuuuuu?”
Haruna laughed, pushing Yuko’s dangerously close face away from her own and shook her head; she was totally regretting sending the text message now. “No chuuu?” Yuko asked in a soft voice coupled with a dejected look that made Haruna just slightly guilty for rejecting the girl.
“Yes, no chuuu,” a voice interrupted the pair and Haruna looked gratefully at Mariko. Yuko gave a pout and the older girl pulled her away from Haruna, “We’ve filming to do. Can’t afford to have you biting her lips swollen,” Mariko teased, missing the blush that was creeping onto Haruna’s face.
“Mariko-samaaaa~~ I’ll be gentle,” Yuko whined, throwing in a squirrel-like pout. Mariko shook her head, indicating that her whines had no effect on her as she pulled the other girl in the other direction towards the rest of the girls.
Haruna smiled, thankful that her top wota was there to save her. “I don’t know how you are going to escape from her though,” Mariko teased, “That’s for giving her a chuuu.” They were interrupted by the general (though very short) manager who complained that Haruna didn’t give her a kiss on her birthday, missing the very dark aura that was emitting from a certain Itano behind her.
As if one midget wasn’t a handful to handle, Haruna was now surrounded by two; Mariko gave a sigh as she took a step back and away from the somewhat heated argument, “Good luck nyaro,” she thought.
“Why would my nyannyan give you a kiss?”
“Because I like her too!”
“Bakamina!!!!! Nyannyan is mine!”
“Yeah right,” Takamina retorted, rolling her eyes.
“Yes right! She’s mine!” Yuko yelled in return, clinging onto Haruna’s arm and looking at the taller girl for help. Haruna looked at a certain calm-looking Itano behind Takamina and smiled.
“Takamina…” the shorter captain looked expectedly at Haruna, much to Yuko’s disgust, “Behind you.” Before Takamina could turn, Haruna slipped her hand into Yuko’s and brought the girl away from the potentially fatal scene which probably would be facing the Tomorage.
“Nyannyan~~~” Yuko called out dreamily, “Where’s my present?”
“What present?” Haruna asked and Yuko made a face.
“The present you promised in your message!!”
“I promised a present?!”
“YOU DID! Where is it?”
“I probably typed it wrongly. I don’t remember getting you a present!”
“NYANNYAN!!!!”
“Yuko, time to get changed,” a voice once again interrupted the couple and hands clasped themselves on the short girl’s shoulders, pushing her in the direction of the changing rooms. Yuko gave a defiant whine and Mariko turned to give Haruna a wink; it’s the second time she saved the younger girl and Haruna knew she would be spending her lunch next week at the curry shop with the older model as repayment. As if assuring Haruna, Mariko mouthed, “curry” to the younger girl and laughed, much to Yuko’s curiosity.
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“Sooooo tired,” Yuko complained, dropping on the comfy armchair opposite Haruna’s. Five hours into the new PV filming, the members were starting to complain about fatigue as the time dragged nearer to midnight. “I can’t believe I’m going to spend the first hours of my 24-year-old filming!”
A knock on the ace’s head brought her attention to a glee-looking Miichan, “Don’t complain. At least you get to spend your first hours of your 24-year-old with your Haruna, unlike someone,” she teased, jerking her head towards an eerily quiet Takamina.
Takamina made a face at her fellow Minami and the girl on her right shot Miichan a glare, “Miichan…”
Waving her hands in surrender, “I was just kidding,” Miichan explained, not wanting to experience Tomorage if she could avoid it. The room erupted in laughter with a few members teasing Miichan in jest.
Mariko laughed along, “Give Takamina a break,” patting Miichan’s head in consolation as Haruna took Yuko’s hand quietly and leading the girl to the adjacent room in the midst of all the teasing. “Did you not see the marks on her neck that even the foundation wasn’t able to disguise?”
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“Nyannyan~~ I’m so tired,” Yuko whined as the pair stepped into the other room, away from the members and a much quieter space that Haruna knew could allow Yuko to catch a few winks before they commerce filming again.
Haruna hummed her agreement and guided the girl onto sofa, allowing Yuko to use her lap as her pillow and almost regretting it instantly. The close proximity between Yuko and Haruna seemed to fuel the younger girl’s skinship cravings, lying on Haruna’s lap yet having a mischievous smile painting her face, perverted paws pawing the older girl’s exposed tummy.
“If you aren’t sleeping, then I’ll make you sit up,” Haruna warned and Yuko let out a hurt whine, inciting a snort from the other girl. “And whining will not help you.” Yuko sighed, resigning to fate and closing her eyes as sleep soon took over her sense.
A blink of eye later, steady breathing echoed in the room and Haruna smiled, stroking the sleeping girl’s hair gently.
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The door creaked open and Haruna jerked her head up towards the noise, watching as Mariko stepped into the room, passing her a slip of paper.
We’re preparing Yuko’s birthday surprise. Bring her out in 15?
Haruna nodded, gently poking the dimples on Yuko’s face after Mariko stepped out of the room. The sleeping girl stirred and let out an adorable whimper, shifting her head slightly and Haruna stifled a chuckle. “Wake up Yuuchan,” Haruna coaxed, giggling as Yuko shook her head ever so slightly in defiant. “No chuuuu for someone who doesn’t want to wake up~” the older girl teased, leaving fleeting touches on Yuko’s lips.
As if on cue, Yuko’s eyes peeled open, looking at Haruna as if doubting her threats. “Chuu?”
Haruna bent over and left a peck on the girl’s forehead and Yuko grinned. “Chuuuuu! I love my nyannyan~” The happy birthday girl exclaimed, sitting up and hooking her arms around her lover, giving her a peck on the lips on her own. Seeing that Haruna didn’t avoid the kiss, Yuko raised an eyebrow in surprise.
“It’s your birthday,” Haruna seemed to answer the question in Yuko’s mind and the younger girl grinned. “Happy Birthday…” Haruna whispered, bringing up the huge paper bag at the side of the sofa and presenting it to the other girl.
“Who was the one who said she didn’t prepare a present?”
“Do you not want it? I can take it back…”
“No!!! I want it! It’s from nyannyan!”
“Nah, I can keep it. Maybe I can give it to Takamina…you guys are the same size anyway”
“NOOOO!! Who wants to be the same size as that baka!! And how do you even know her size!!”
“…”
“Nyannyan~~~~~~~~” Yuko cried, hands reaching out to grab the paper bag and gleefully taking it out of Haruna’s hands.
“The weather’s turning cold and Yuuchan’s always so busy with filming…so I thought of getting you something to keep you warm,” Haruna said as Yuko took out the pretty coat, “I’ve the same one too,” she continued and Yuko beamed.
“If you want to keep me warm…you can just keep hugging me,” Yuko suggested playfully, earning a knock on the top of her head from the other girl.
“You can’t bring me to your filming sets.”
“We can try!”
“Yuko…”
“Nyannyan…”
Haruna laughed, tickled that even at 24, Yuko’s still as kiddish as ever, and a warm feeling seemed to overwhelm her. Pulling the shorter girl into her embrace, Haruna rested her head on top of Yuko’s and sighed. Yuko tightened her arms around the other girl, “Thank you,” she mumbled.
“No…thank you,” Haruna replied, rocking them slowly.
“I love you, thank you for being mine. Happy Birthday, Yuuchan. My Yuuchan.”
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@Origami: Awww~ Yuko's a cutie and I hope you like the part 2? ^^;; I don't really like to write bad endings for my oneshots/fics. ;~;// And for the a tit for that...if I continue, it might just be R-rated DD: Nothing cute anymore!! ^^;;; Thank you for reading them on Tumblr as well!! ^^;;
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Waaa.... i like it so much... it was soooo... :wub: :deco: :deco:
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All Yuu - TakaYuu
Takamina puffed a stray chunk of hair off her face, stomping off to the joint resting room backstage and locked the door in a huff. “Takamina’s not my friend,” the angry captain mumbled, stuffing her belongings sulkily in her bag, ignoring the frantic knocking on the door. “Pfft, as if I’m keen to be her friend!”
“Takamina, open the door now!” Yuko’s angry voice cut through Takamina’s mumblings. “Open the door this instant or I’ll-“
The door opened, cutting short of what Yuko wanted to threaten and coming face to face with an equally irritated Takamina. “Or you’ll what?” Takamina challenged and Yuko felt the words melted themselves on the tip of her tongue. “Excuse me, I’ve another recording to rush to,” the captain muttered, squeezing through the gap between Yuko and the doorway, ignoring the weak calls from the other girl.
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Takamina curled up on the comfy armchair in between the precious few resting moments during her photo-shoot, rubbing the sides of her forehead hoping to ease the throbbing headache. The strong studio lights that were blinding weren’t helping; neither were her phone’s continuous vibrations with nonstop messages from Yuko helping.
Sorry…(ﾟ´Д｀ﾟ)ﾟ – Yuuchan
Just how long are you going to ignore me? ╥﹏╥ – Yuuchan
Takamina…it was a joke… – Yuuchan
Minami…please reply me o(；△；)o – Yuuchan
Minami…sorry p(´⌒｀｡q) – Yuuchan
Can I still go to your place tonight? – Yuuchan
Takamina pouted, suddenly remembering their dinner date tonight and quickly sending a reply before heading back to the set for the next round of photo-taking.
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Yuko’s phone chimed the unique ringtone that she used for Takamina’s number and her smile faded as soon as it painted her features.
Don’t bother. I’m not going to let you in. - Takamina
Yuko sighed; she didn’t expect Takamina to have taken her words, “everyone knows that words said in front of the camera can’t be taken seriously!!” Yuko argued internally, so seriously and falling out with her over those joking words.
Yuko contemplated leaving her meeting earlier to get to Takamina’s place and wait for the captain outside her unit, thinking that there would be no way the other girl wouldn’t let her in if she was already there waiting. Her manager’s call halted her thoughts as he passed a thick stack of scripts to the actress and noting that she still had two more drama meetings to attend before they could call it a day.
I’m going anyway. – Yuuchan
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A while after Takamina stepped into her apartment, the doorbell chimed. Without even peeking through the peephole, Takamina knew it was Yuko. It’s 7, the time that they arranged to meet.
Not in the mood to attend to the other girl, Takamina ignored the chimes as she took her pajamas and went into the bath-room. If anything, she was hoping that a warm shower would clear her headache as well as her thoughts.
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Yuko pressed the doorbell a few more times; she was sure Takamina was home, seeing that her manager’s car passed by the one that she was on when Yuko’s was turning into the apartment block.
“Was Takamina serious about locking me out?” Yuko asked to no one in particular, rubbing the sides of her arms as a gust of chill autumn wind blew her direction.
Faintly hearing sounds of water, Yuko figured that the other girl was taking her shower; it made sense if she really did just get home, Yuko reasoned, and decided to wait out for a bit before pressing the doorbell again.
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Stepping out of the showers, Takamina hummed a cheerful tune, obviously forgetting that someone was waiting outside the door. The captain ruffled her hair dry as she went to the kitchen and fixed up a small meal for herself. The doorbell chimed once again as she turned off the stove and she made a face, “was Yuko still waiting outside?”
Takamina shook her head, “It’s impossible,” she reassured herself. “It’s already 40 minutes since she reached,” the midget reasoned, ladling out a bowl of soup and setting it on the table, all ready to tuck in. “And if it’s Yuko, she would probably be screaming instead of pressing the doorbell,” sitting down at the dining table, Takamina decided to ignore whoever that was at the door, hearing that there wasn’t another chime. “Probably a salesman,” she guessed, smiling as she downed a spoonful of hot soup in the cold autumn night.
Nearly an hour later, “Ah~ after a good meal, it’s time to sleep,” Takamina exclaimed with a pleased look, patting her hands dry on her pants after washing up the dishes.
As she walked to her bedroom, a nagging voice inside her kept telling her to check out the door. The captain made a face, groaning as she decided to make a detour to the other end of her apartment and looked out of the unit through the peephole.
Nothing.
“Yup, nothing,” the midget mumbled to herself, before her eyes catching a little bundle on the side of her door. “I never had something there,” she muttered, taking a step away from her door. The weirdly familiar star pattern on the lump of thing beside her door seemed to draw her attention towards it before a thought flashed across Takamina’s mind.
“YUKO!”
The familiar star pattern on the lump by the door was a design on the cardigan that Yuko had on earlier the morning!
Pulling the door open, Takamina hurried towards the lump squatting on the floor and drawing the freezing girl into her embrace. The warmth radiating from Takamina seemed to wake Yuko up and the older girl grinned a weak smile at the captain; at the same time, the cold from Yuko’s body seemed to have frozen Takamina’s heart as she winced, blaming herself internally for not checking the door earlier.
Bringing the older girl in, Takamina sat her down on the sofa and stood up just as Yuko stuck her hand out and pulled Takamina’s, “Don’t leave me…” she plead.
Takamina turned and looked at Yuko, giving her a reassuring smile, “I’m just going in to take blankets,” she muttered. Yuko shook her head, giving Takamina’s hand a slight tug. It became Takamina’s turn to shake her head, “Don’t be willful. You’ll catch a cold. I’ll be back,” the captain chided and Yuko gave a dejected pout.
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Fluffing the blankets around the older girl, Takamina rested Yuko’s head on a pillow before standing up once again. “Don’t…” Yuko’s weak voice called out and Takamina sat back down.
“I’m just going to cook you something warm,” the younger girl coaxed, “I know you haven’t ate. I’m sorry,” Takamina continued, head lowering and refusing to lock eyes with the other girl.
“I only want you,” Yuko complained, sneezing (in Takamina’s opinion, cutely) then rubbing her nose in annoyance. Touching her slightly reddened nose, Takamina felt another tug on her heart; it was her fault that Yuko caught a cold and she wished that time would turn back for her to make it right.
A knock on her forehead brought her back to reality and the captain yelled in pain, “Why are you hitting me?”
“Because someone’s blaming herself for everything again,” Yuko reprimanded, sticking out her tongue to the other girl. “Although well, it is technically your fault,” she continued, laughing as Takamina made a guilty expression.
“Sorry…” Takamina muttered.
Yuko cocked her head to the side cutely, observing the other girl before raising her body a little and capturing Takamina’s pouting lips in a sweet gentle kiss. “Not allowed to apologize anymore,” the older girl mumbled, taking the captain’s hands in hers. “Because Takamina’s not a friend,” she teased once more. Takamina pouted, looking at Yuko with a disappointed look.
“Because Takamina’s my lover…”
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Probably the end of the All Yuu series. Happy Birthday Yuko <3
“Takamina’s not my friend” is from the Wonda jyanken clip which I don’t have a link to (sorry guys) and I used that as the basis for this story. LOL -3- I thought this might just be my fluffiest piece ever T^T//// Why so cute these two shorties \\(T^T)
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@stv_wong: Thank you ^-^////
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Thank you tkmnwen-san...
I can die in peace now... :farofflook:
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“I’m tired…”
“Yuko…”
“I’ll be fine though…”
“…”
“I’ve always been fine. Don’t worry about me!” Yuko chirped, putting the mysterious smile on her face as her pupils dilated and pushing Takamina towards the exit. “You need to get home early. This isn’t a place for someone like you,” she added, giving the shorter girl a slight smile before making her way back towards the bar counter, downing her sixth shot for the night.
Takamina sighed as she walked out of the noisy bar; the chilly autumn wind brushing her face greeted her at once. Walking towards the bus stop, the younger girl shook her head and made a U-turn back to the bar. If Yuko gets any drunker, it would be a hassle to get her home safely and as a friend, Takamina had to make sure her best friend gets home in one piece.
“What are you doing back here? Missed me already?” Yuko slurred, arm around an unfamiliar face, face flushed from the alcohol that she had consumed for the night.
Takamina glared at the stranger before making a disgusted face at Yuko. “It’s time you go home,” she said, breaking the pair’s embrace and throwing the taller girl’s arm around her shoulders, stabling her before making their way to the exit.
Yuko struggled and attempted to push Takamina away from herself, only to realize that she hardly had any strength left in her after the effects of alcohol kicked in. “Stop trying to get away from me,” in a lowered voice, Takamina warned. Flagging a taxi just outside the bar, Takamina struggled, and with the help of the kind driver, managed to get Yuko into the car and headed for her place.
The ride home was a long one; Takamina watched as Yuko closed her eyes, scrunched her brows tightly together and gently guided the other girl onto her lap to rest. Takamina recognized that mysterious smile that Yuko carried on her face at the bar; the last time she showed this smile was back in school after a messy and very ugly breakup with her boyfriend then and Takamina didn’t like how she smiled again a while earlier.
She suspected but couldn’t confirm though firmly believed that it had to do with Haruna.
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The driver was kind enough to assist Takamina in bringing the drunk and very much unconscious Yuko up to the former’s apartment, claiming that “a little girl like you will die if you had to carry your friend up alone.” Takamina laughed and retorted that Yuko was “a little girl as well” and the driver joked that he would ditch them both halfway up the stairs if Takamina bickered with him anymore.
Dropping the dead squirrel onto the couch, Takamina brunched up the top of her blouse and took a sniff before choking on the heavy alcohol stench. The younger girl made a face and decided to clean Yuko up before taking a shower herself, silently praying that the other girl wouldn’t puke on her or on the sofa.
Getting up, Takamina went to the toilet and grabbed a clean towel, soaking it with warm water before bringing the towel with a plastic basin with warm water to the living room. Heading back to her own room, Takamina got two sets of pajamas, rolled her eyes thinking of how much a chore it would be to help Yuko change in her drunken state. Walking back to the living room, Yuko’s snoring amused the other girl and she gave a soft sigh, “You can do this! Takahashi Minami! You can do this!”
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Ruffling her hair through the towel, Takamina stepped out of the showers, pleased with the smell of her vanilla-scented shower crème instead of the putrid smell of alcohol. A slight whimpering from the couch caught the sleepy girl’s attention and Takamina made her way beside the sleeping girl.
Yuko’s brows were furrowed tight and her hands seemed to be shaking as if in fear; Takamina believed the sleeping girl was having a nightmare and contemplated waking her up. “Nyan…” she muttered, eyelids pressed tightly together. Takamina frowned; why would dreams about Haruna give the girl a nightmare? “Don’t…don’t leave…”
That night, Takamina spent it sitting beside the sofa, holding Yuko’s hand and giving the sleeping girl soothing strokes on her arm whenever she shuddered from the nightmares that were going through her mind.
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The blinding rays of early morning sunlight stung Yuko’s eyes as she stirred slightly. Taking in her surroundings, the older girl realized she was at Takamina’s house. Her eyes followed her left arm down and saw her hand tightly clasped around the said girl’s hand and raised an eyebrow. Attempting to recall the previous night’s events only brought forth a splitting headache and Yuko let out a sudden groan of pain which woke Takamina up. “Sorry,” Yuko mumbled, “For waking you up.”
“Good morning.”
“Good morning to you too.”
“…”
“Was it a chore to bring me back here last night?”
“Harder than the English exams during University.”
“Asshole.”
“Was that a thank you from you for all my hard work?”
“Baka~”
“I’ll make you breakfast,” Takamina said, stretching her tiny body and wincing at the soreness from sleeping sitting up. A look of guiltiness flashed past Yuko’s face; “I’ve a breakfast date with Acchan so I won’t be eating with you,” Takamina announced, rummaging through the fridge to find ingredients.
Yuko jumped out of the sofa, “Ah! Then there’s no need to cook me breakfast!” Takamina raised a questioning eyebrow, “I’ll just grab a bento on my way home,” Yuko reassured, beaming a wide smile at her best friend.
Takamina nodded, “Oh, and I think you’ve to change into some of my clothes to get home. I washed yours last night and it’s not dried yet.”
“Yes mommy~ Now, I think you’ve to shower before you’re late for your date,” Yuko teased, watching in amusement as Takamina caught a glimpse of the clock on the wall and gasped as a look of horror painted her features.
“Remember to get breakfast on the way home!” Takamina reminded once more before the shower door slammed loudly and Yuko laughed.
A sound that Yuko thought she had forgotten how it rang in her ears since nearly 10 days ago…
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Probably breaking it into 3-5 parts in the end but am still writing this piece so…it’s all up to whether I can lead it into an ending that I want, which is always the most difficult. Have pretty much already decided on the final pairings but we’ll see how it goes and depends on what people wants I guess. Tagging it with the pairings that appeared in this chapter -0-// Hadn’t been writing for these few days and just catching up on AKB videos and felt once again that writing is sooooo damnnnnn difficult. Almost died trying to start writing this piece today. -_- It’s an idea that popped in my mind like a couple days back. ^^//
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@Origami: I always thought TakaYuu was cute (I bet it was because they are both shorties). I'll look into that R-rated piece when I've the mood because it's kinda awkward to write those like how I used to for my K-Pop fandoms. -__-/// Into adorable fluff now and hardly can write those tbh. -_-//
@yoko2148: Thank you for reading....and no dying~~~~~~ ^^;;
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“Sorry I’m late!” Takamina apologized as she rushed into the café, rubbing both of her hands in front of her and lowering her head as if to show her apologies. Acchan swallowed a smile and maintained a straight face as she glared at her girlfriend. “I’ll treat breakfast!” Takamina promised, raising her head just slightly and saw the small smile creeping onto her girlfriend’s face at her promise.
“I’ll order lots!”
“Yes madam! As long as you’re happy~”
“…”
“What did I say wrongly this time?!”
“…”
“Acchan…”
“Nothing, I was just pulling your leg.”
Acchan laughed a crisp laughter, scrunching her nose as she watched her girlfriend made a sheepish face. “But I’m not kidding when I said I’ll order a lot,” Acchan warned, taking up the menu. Takamina nodded, gesturing to the waiter over and watched as her girlfriend ordered enough to feed a football team. “I’m sooooo hungry while waiting for you~ I’ve a photo-shoot in the afternoon~~” the younger girl whined and Takamina rubbed the back of her head guiltily.
“Sorry…I slept late last night.”
“Why?”
“Yuko.”
“Yuuchan?”
“Mhm…she got drunk.”
“Why?”
Takamina shrugged her shoulders, “We were supposed to go drinking last night, I told you about it. But when I got there, she was already drinking.” Takamina continued her story until the food came and she paused, knowing that the moment the first dish touched the table, she lost her girl friend’s attention to the sandwich.
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Yuko sighed as she stepped into the house, eyes glazing across the photo frames set up in almost all the corners of the place. Grabbing the one closest to her, Yuko brought it up near her face, “Nyannyan…” she muttered, stroking the other girl’s face in the photo as a tear slid down her cheeks.
Putting it back on the top of the shoe-rack faced down, Yuko did the same to the photo frames that she passed by on her way back to her bedroom before throwing herself on the huge bed, faced down as well.
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“They broke up?” Acchan asked, face stuffed with food and half in shock.
“I think so? At least that’s what I gathered from Yuko’s sleeptalk.”
“You sure she wasn’t like having a nightmare and talking crap?”
“I thought she was but it didn’t seem like so after a while.”
“Wow, what the fuck is happening?”
Takamina made a “I don’t know” face and watched as her girlfriend took out her cellphone and quickly punched out a message. “Who are you texting?”
“Haruna,” Acchan replied and Takamina choked on her juice. “What? I can’t text Haruna?” the shorter girl shook her head, “I’m just asking her out and maybe check if it’s possible to help them get back together.”
“Though from the looks of it, it seemed like mission impossible,” Takamina frowned.
“Yeah, Yuko sounded pretty much bumped out from what you described,” Acchan mumbled.
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“Hi Miss I’m-a-busy-model”
“Oh Acchan!”
“To think we’re having the same photo-shoot.”
“Coffee after work then?”
“Sounds good to me!”
The photographer interrupted the pair’s conversation as they got ready in front of the setup. Who would have thought that budding actress Maeda Atsuko would be in the same photo-shoot as renowned model, Kojima Haruna? And who would have known that the duo is close friends?
Haruna replied Acchan’s morning text with an apologetic tone that her week was packed tight with photo-shoots. However, it turned out that the photo-shoot that Acchan was attending that afternoon was one with Haruna. Despite it being their first photo-shoot together, the pair’s rapport –built up over the years of friendship—allowed them to struck it off flawlessly.
Wrapping up nearly two hours ahead of schedule, the pair gave an exhausted sigh after changing back into their casual clothing. “Acchan,” Haruna called out, halting the younger girl who was in front of her in her steps. “Can we…can we not go to that café? Starbucks round the corner would do just fine,” she continued, giving an apologetic smile.
The younger girl gave a wave of her hand, “I sort of heard what happened. No worries, we’ll just head to the Starbucks.”
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“Feeling better?” Takamina asked, wiping the sweat off the sides of her brows as she flipped the CLOSED sign on the door. Watching the girl behind the counter gave a slight nod, Takamina shook her head. “Stop lying to me, Yuuchan…”
Yuko made a face, there was no way for her to lie to her best friend – Takamina would see through all her lies with just one stare. “Why did you ask then? Oh and sorry for coming in late today,” the girl mumbled and Takamina let out a chuckle.
“That’s the last thing on my mind ya know,” Takamina went behind the counter and made herself a double shot Americano. “Coffee?”
Yuko shook her head, heading to the fridge and getting a bottle of milk. “Aren’t you tired of coffee yet?” she asked after swallowing a mouthful of milk.
Takamina ssexy beasted, going up to the girl and used her index finger to wipe off the milk moustache on the slightly taller girl before walking to an empty table. “No, why would I?” she asked in return. “I love coffee and that’s why this café happened.” Sliding down on the comfortable armchair, the younger girl gestured to Yuko to come over.
“Like how you love cakes which made this café possible.”
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“I just stopped liking Yuko…”
“…why?”
Silence hanged in the air between the pair and Haruna took a sip of the hot chocolate, “I realized I liked someone else.” Acchan raised an eyebrow in surprise. “You never thought I would fall out of love with Yuko, do you?” Haruna questioned.
A blank look in Acchan’s eyes later, a long sigh escaped her lips. “Who?” The sudden yet straight-forward question took Haruna aback and she came eye-to-eye with Acchan’s now-questioning ones.
“It wasn’t just me,” Haruna started. “Yuko didn’t know it, or rather, refused to acknowledge it but she wasn’t feeling the same towar-”
“Who?” Acchan asked again, lips pursed together and eyes radiating determination.
“Someone.”
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AN: Despite saying I've decided on the pairings, I'm kinda undecided as I continued to write this piece. If you could do me a favor, please tell me what pairings you'd probably want to see this piece end up in. (:
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@Origami: ;~;// I'd try after I finish this piece. Hahaha but R-rated story..you know for a fandom like this, I'm surprised that it isn't overwhelmed by those fics already.
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Thanks for the update :D Minami is prob broke now for paying for all Atsuko ordered :P & Aw, poor Yuko. I wonder if Haruna actually does like someone else or she's just saying that. Wow, if it was Minami that would be complicated :P Enjoyed reading your fic, looking forward to the next chapter :D
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Wow, if it was Minami that would be complicated
I second this. Part of me is hoping that's the case just because complicated can be fun, but I still want Atsumina and Kojiyuu to win in the end! :heart:
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Fall out of love :smhid in tumblr there's a photo that yuko touching other girls oppai
And reading your fic my kojiyuu falling out of love capital NO :banghead:
:deco: pls do stick with the original couples :( :bow:
:twothumbs
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Complicates story is complicated. I wonder who does Haruna like? And Yuko also isn't feeling the same? Don't tell me that they both...
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Who's haruna fall?
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Thank you so much for the atsuyuu fic!!!!! It was sweet even though they are only sending mail to each other!!! More atsuyuu please!! XD
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Awww :") the kojiyuu was really sweet!! Thank you for the kojiyuu and atsuyuu fic!! More pleasee :bow: :twothumbs :w00t: :lol:
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;;of a poor penguin
Takamina rolled her eyes, “Stupid Atsuko.”
After a long day with the crazy amount of schedules, all Takamina needed was to know that her girlfriend went on a date with Yuko. Without her. “How on earth did Yuko find time to go to the musical?!” The general manager rubbed the sides of her forehead, taking up the penguin soft toy which Acchan gave to her and gave it a few irritated pokes on the face. “If only I didn’t have had all these meetings during the day, it would be our date!” Takamina thought bitterly.
“Wow, someone’s going to disfigure our penguin,” a body crashed itself onto Takamina’s from the back and the midget stiffened slightly. She was too distracted to notice that Acchan had came home and had even crept up behind her. Takamina pouted slightly, turning around to see her girlfriend’s gleeful face which effectively killed any forms of lecture that was dripping from the tip of her tongue earlier the night. “Miss busy-general-manager must be jealous of Yuuchan!” Acchan teased, poking Takamina’s reddened cheeks. “Don’t bully our penguin though,” the younger girl complained, giving the toy a pat on its head.
Takamina pouted, “Someone cared more about the stupid penguin than her girlfriend.”
Acchan smiled and leaned her body closer to the shorter girl before closing the gap between their lips. Tongues danced a sensual tune of its own as hands hastily started removing the distracting clothes off each others’ bodies. Takamina let out a low moan as Acchan’s experienced hands danced around her body, touching fleeting touches at all the correct places. With a flick of hand, the penguin landed clumsily on top of the pair’s clothes. Well, at least it had a soft landing, Takamina argued the next morning when Acchan chided her once again for torturing their penguin.
It was however, safe to say that the pair had a steamy and exciting night the night before and going to the theater the next afternoon, Takamina proudly displayed the red marks on her neck to the other midget as if trying to show off what’s hers. Yuko rolled her eyes, hands clinging onto her Haruna and made a face.
Haruna patted Yuko’s crown gently, the shorter girl pouted and whined softly to her girlfriend. “That stupid Takamina. I’d show her the marks I’ve…if that didn’t required me to go naked in order to show them.”
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Not a update for complicated feelings but a short ficlet. It's dedicated to a tumblr user but I thought I might just post it here too. T^T//
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@arrow27: Thanks for reading. I think Minami probably spends like 50% of her earnings to feed Atsuko every month. ;~;// It would probably clear the doubts in the next chapter -- on if Haruna is just saying it, or did she really mean someone.
@Calyrica: Thanks for reading. ;D Complicated is fun I guess but I got messed up halfway when I'm reading. I arent in a Kojiyuu mood lately and was like, let me break them up in everythinggggg~ Thanks for your input though. We'll see how this fic ends ;~;//
@saeyukilover: Thanks for reading. ;~; Like I said in Calyrica's reply, wasnt in a Kojiyuu mood lately and is like "omg let me break them up!" ;~;// Would you hate me if I still break them up in the end? Hahahaha
@Tanchan: Thanks for reading~ I couldnt think of a title and since it's complicated relationships, it shall be called that! :/ Is Yuko...hehe
@Pdpond: Thanks for reading. We'll see who Haruna fell for soon....
@Tam_atsu: XD Thanks for reading. I'm not too big a AtsuYuu fan though. I'll try. I do write a lot of Kojiyuu though.
@O r i g a m i: Ah yes, I know of that section. I just thought it wasn't a lot. I expected more. Hahahaha. I like fluff more. ;~;// We'll see who wins in the end... :/
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I liked this on Tumblr when I read it this morning but omgggg this is so adorable (and more)!
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How was talking with Haruna? 【・ヘ・?】– Takamina
She liked someone. ヽ(￣д￣;)ノ– Acchan
EHHHHH? – Takamina
She didn’t say who though. Just someone. – Acchan
And she said Yuuchan liked someone else too. ミ●﹏☉ミ – Acchan
EHHHHHHHHH? – Takamina
What? – Acchan
…Yuuchan looked dead though. Hardly possible that…that she liked someone else. (´∩｀。)– Takamina
Yeah that’s what I thought too but Haruna insisted. – Acchan
Oh wells. Where are you? Are you home already? I’m on my way home from the café. Do you want me to drop by your place? （*/∇＼*） – Takamina
I’m already on my bed. I’ll start filming tomorrow morning. – Acchan
For how long? – Takamina
The next two-ish months at least? Sorry… – Acchan
Ah ah~ It’s fine… – Takamina
I’m gonna sleep now. Have to get up by 4:30. (T^T) – Acchan
Alright…sleep well then. Dream of me! – Takamina
That won’t be sleeping well!!! (；¬д¬)– Acchan
‘Cus I’m too amazing in your dreams right? – Takamina
In your dreams Minami. – Acchan
Love you. – Takamina
(｡･ω･｡)ﾉ♡ Love you more. – Acchan
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Takamina ruffled her hair dry, humming a tune as she looked through her fridge, grabbing various ingredients. “Hungry…” she muttered. She stayed a little too late in the café with Yuko and the eatery near home was closed by the time she reached it. Deciding against a 7-11 bento, the barista got home to cook herself a bowl of…what else? Katsudon.
Leaving the dishes for the next day, Takamina walked to the sofa and flipping her laptop on, went through the entertainment news, hoping to catch some happenings on Acchan. A mail popped up and she groaned; Takamina had put off long enough the call for her to get to the States to check out the new coffee beans. “Oh wells…since Acchan would be busy, I’d might as well…” Takamina muttered to herself, clicking into the airlines’ website.
A few clicks later, Takamina walked to her room and dragged out her suitcase from under her bed, dusted the dust away and started dumping clothes into the luggage.
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Yuko lazed restless on the counter top; she had made enough cakes to last the shop a day or two and didn’t want to do anything except to…except to do nothing. “Yuko, if you are tired, you can go home first,” Tomochin said, rolling her eyes then passing a cup of coffee to Tomomi, “Table 12’s order.”
“When is Takamina coming back?”
“Why? Do you plan to slack off till she’s back?”
“…no?”
“Lies.”
“Hey! I’m offended!”
“She’s coming back next week I think? It depends on how long she takes to pick up the new coffee beans from States,” Tomomi answered, placing the emptied cups on the counter and glared at Tomochin.
“I was only kidding,” Tomochin mumbled, taking the cups and placing them in the sink. “Yuko, can you…like be useful around here?” Yuko raised a questioning eyebrow, “Like washing the cups?” Tomochin groaned.
“Hey, don’t bully my cousin!” Tomomi complained, giving Yuko an encouraging smile.
Yuko nodded, scooting closer to Tomomi. “I’m nursing a heartbreak!”
“So much for being my girlfriend,” Tomochin muttered.
“What?” Tomomi plopped her elbows on the counter and stared at her girlfriend.
“I need Takamina back here,” Tomochin mumbled under her breathe.
Tomomi pouted, “What did you say?”
“…”
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“Takamina?!”
“Haruna?”
“What are you doing here?”
“Erm…going to the New York?”
Haruna chortled, settling down in the seat beside Takamina. Seeing the shorter girl’s questioning eyes, “I’m your seatmate for this flight,” Haruna filled in, showing Takamina her flight ticket.
“Small world…”
“Why are you going to New York?”
“Coffee beans.”
“Oh…”
Silence hanged in the air between the pair awkwardly before Takamina broke the stillness, “What about you?”
“Fashion spread,” Haruna replied. “Gonna be there for a week.”
“Oh? Me too,” Takamina scrolled through her phone and passed it to the other girl. “That’s where I’ll be staying. Maybe if you can spare time, we can have coffee in New York.”
“You really do love coffee don’t you?” Haruna laughed before a look of surprised flashed past her face. “I’m staying at the same hotel.”
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“Hey…coffee?”
“The last time I checked, my nickname was still Acchan.”
“…HA.HA.HA.”
“I’m just popping over to check if you’re still alive.”
“Hey!”
“Where’s Takamina?”
“States? Did you not know?!”
“EH?”
“She decided to go just last night. Did she not tell you?”
“Oh…maybe she called or texted me. I don’t know.”
“…”
“I left my phone at home today.”
Yuko ssexy beasted, giving a comforting pat on Acchan’s crown. The taller girl gave an offended look as if saying, “I’m taller, what are you doing, patting my head?”
“Hey Acccchannn~” Tomomi waved, giving the tired actress a wide grin that tugged the ends of Acchan’s lips upwards.
“Tomomi has this charm huh?” Yuko mumbled wistfully and Acchan nodded. “Honestly, her cheerfulness is infectious.” The pair watched as the younger girl busied herself, cleaning the table tops, making faces at Tomochin who was struggling with the washing, occasionally humming a light tune that came as a stark contrast to the heavy mood at this end…
“I would give a year of my life to live a day in hers…”
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Takamina groaned a little, squirming around and trying to make herself more comfortable on the aircraft seat. Proving it to be an impossible task, the midget huffed an angry puff and Haruna chuckled quietly. “I’ll raise the armrest and if it’s more comfortable, you can lean on me,” the taller girl offered.
Gratefulness radiated from Takamina’s droopy eyes as the shorter girl rested her head against Haruna’s arms, tucking her legs under her bum onto the seat. Closing her eyes, it took Takamina a little less than five minutes before steady breathing and light snoring could be heard from the younger girl.
Haruna noticed the snoring and removed her reading spectacles, clicking off the overhead lamp then slotting her book into the compartment in front of her and gave a soft sigh. “This still looked pretty uncomfortable,” Haruna muttered, looking at the sleeping girl. Gently lowering Takamina’s head and body onto her lap, she stopped as the other girl stirred slightly, afraid that the younger girl would wake up.
Seeing that Takamina made no other movements, Haruna started slowly stroking the girl’s short hair. Takamina used to have long and thick hair but on one of her shopping trips a couple of months back, this muddle-head burnt most of them away by accident. It brought a smile onto Haruna’s face; the strong-headed café owner whom Haruna is friends with since young, on the surface might seemed firm and zealous but is in fact, a fragile and sensitive child beneath. Haruna remembered the nights that Takamina would cry softly in her arms after burning her hair; crying about how she hated her short hair and how Acchan would make fun of her while making Haruna make time out of her busy schedules to accompany her on hair extensions appointments.
“Minami…”
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Complicated feelings getting complicatedly hard to write as well. LOL. Introducing a new couple in this chapter - TomoTomo. Thought they will make a cute addition to the story...And the next update for this might be 3-4days later. ;~;// Busy weekend. ^^;;
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@Calyrica: Thank you ;~;// It had a playful ending but rather fluffy I guess? Hahaha ((: Thanks for reading it on tumblr as well and even leaving a comment here thereafter. T^T//
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Complicated feelings 4/?
“Wanna stay over for the night?”
“Don’t have extra clothes with me…”
“You can wear mine.”“I guess…that might be fine…”
“Though it might be a little bigger…oops, longer I mean.”
“Asshole,” Yuko laughed, pushing Acchan slightly in mock anger, stepping into the apartment. “I haven’t been here for such a long time,” the shorter girl mumbled, taking in the surroundings. “Nothing changed,” Acchan nodded, picking up her pet cat, Ruvu and giving it a playful nudge. “Hi Ruvu~” the cat gave a soft mew as Yuko patted its head.
“It’s funny how Ruvu likes you,” Acchan mused, much to Yuko’s annoyance.
Letting the cat back down onto the ground, Yuko poked Acchan’s cheek. “What do you mean it being funny that Ruvu likes me?” Yuko said with a slightly offended tone.
Acchan walked to her room as Yuko followed closely behind. “Well, Ruvu hates everyone except me. And you. Even when Takamina comes over so often, Ruvu never took a liking to her,” the younger girl explained, setting two sets of pajamas on her bed.
“That’s because I’m lovable,” Yuko praised herself, grabbing the red pajamas and heading to the showers.
Acchan laughed, “Nothing changed indeed.”
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Takamina stirred and opened her eyes slightly, the smell of breakfast tickling her senses. It took a while before she realized that she was lying on Haruna’s lap and as gently as she could, got up from the comfortable human pillow.
Feeling a shift, Haruna peeled her eyes opened, “Good morning,” she said with a huskier than normal voice.
“Good morning,” Takamina replied, rubbing the back of her head sheepishly, “Sorry for…” and pointed to Haruna’s lap.
“Ah~” Haruna wiggled her legs for a bit, wincing as the numbed limbs stung and Takamina frowned. “It’s okay,” the older girl sensed Takamina’s guiltiness and tried to make her feel better. “See it’s better now,” Haruna swung her feet slightly and smiled while trying to rub the sleepiness out of her eyes.
Raising her hand to stop the girl from rubbing her eyes further, Takamina chided, “Stop. You’re going to hurt your eyes.” Haruna gave an unhappy whine and a smile crept unknowingly onto Takamina’s features. “I’ll buy you ice cream if you stop rubbing,” Takamina promised a promise that one would have thought that Haruna is a child to buy it.
“I’m not 5,” Haruna pouted, smacking playfully at Takamina.
“5, 15, 25, it’s all the same, isn’t it?” Takamina mused as Haruna rested her head on her shoulder, “We all have an inner child in us.”
“I want strawberry.”
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Yuko woke up to a note beside the bedside table.
Morning! Slept well? Filming starts at 5 today, woke up late and didn’t have the time to make breakfast. Yuuchan needs to get her own breakfast alright? Have a good day! – Acchan
The squirrel-like girl groaned for a bit and rolled back under the blankets, only to be interrupted by the chime of a mail.
YUKOOOOOOO! What time are you coming in today? – Tomochin
Yuko raised an eyebrow as her eyes trailed to the clock at the top right side of her phone. 11:55AM. “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Tomochin’s going to kill me!”
It was then when she realized she had a series of unread mails from Tomochin. “Oh shit!” Yuko yelled as she tumbled down the bed. “Fuck, I don’t have fresh clothes,” she muttered, sending a quick text to Acchan.
Hey! Can I borrow your clothes? – Yuko
Did you just wake up? Yeah you can. – Acchan
Yeah. I’m dead. Tomochin’s going to kill me. – Yuko
Good luck! – Acchan
Throwing the closet door open, Yuko looked at Acchan array of clothes and hastily picked a T-shirt and a pair of denim shorts before flying to the showers.
The showers door slammed as Yuko’s phone chimed again.
Oshima Yuko, you’re so dead when you reach the café… - Tomochin
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“Takamina, stop picking your vegetables out!”
“B-but!”
“Tomatoes are good for you!”
“If Acchan’s around, she would eat them for me!!”
“…”
“Mou…I just don’t like tomatoes.”
Haruna made a face and stuck her fork over to Takamina’s food tray, taking the pieces of tomatoes off the younger girl’s tray. “Thank you Haruna~~,” Takamina beamed a smile that was so wide, her eyes became lines. “You’re the best!”
“…Only because I’m eating your tomatoes,” the other girl replied somewhat irritably.
Takamina smiled, scooping up a piece of cabbage and dropping it onto Haruna’s bento. “Mou…don’t be angry,” using a voice that somewhat resembled a hurt puppy, Takamina muttered, “Here’s a piece of me!”
Haruna rolled her eyes as a smile painted her face. “What’s with the a piece of me?” she asked, stabbing her fork into the leaf and putting it into her mouth.
“Ouch! Ouch ouch ouch!” Takamina laughed, “Remember that I’ve always wanted to be a cabbage since young?”
Haruna snorted and the younger girl laughed along…
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“Oshima Yuko!!!”
“Sorry sorry!!!!! I’ll get to work right away!”
“…”
“Oh Tomomi!” Yuko exclaimed, shocked to see her younger cousin squatting near the oven. “BE CAREFUL! It’s hot!!” the older girl chided, pulling Tomomi away from the oven.
“I was only helping you,” Tomomi muttered, pouting at Yuko’s accusing tone.
It was then when Yuko realized that the younger girl’s face had bits of flour on it and she had donned an apron on. “You…?”
“Yes, my girlfriend had to bake the cakes for the morning rush,” Tomochin blamed, taking Tomomi’s hand in hers.
Yuko looked at the couple guiltily, “Sorry…”
Tomochin made a face, then took a double take, “Never mind. We need more cakes up front!”
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“Did you notice what your cousin was wearing?” Tomochin asked as she and Tomomi walked out of the back kitchen.
The younger girl nodded, “Do you think she…”
It was Tomochin’s turn to nod, “Yeah.”
Tomomi felt a chill ran down her spine and Tomochin slid her arm around Tomomi’s waist, pulling the taller girl into her embrace.
“Let’s just leave them to themselves.”
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“NEW TO THE YORK!” Takamina yelled as the pair pushed their luggage out of the airport hall.
Haruna laughed, face slightly flushing red from embarrassment as Takamina attracted some curious glances from passer-bys. “Nyan nyan let’s go try their Starbucks!” the shorter girl exclaimed excitedly and Haruna shook her head slightly, pointing to the waiting car in front of her. “Oh…Miss famous-model has a car waiting…Alright,” Takamina said, looking slightly crestfallen.
Haruna pouted, looking at the girl beside her who had lowered her head slightly, obvious dismal on her face. “Let’s go to the hotel together, and then we’ll go Starbucks,” she coaxed as she started pushing their trolley towards the waiting vehicle.
Takamina raised an eyebrow in surprised before jogging slightly to catch up with the taller girl. “Are you sure it’s okay?” she muttered.
Haruna patted her crown and gave a light smile before nodding. Takamina beamed a smile in Haruna’s way and took over the trolley from the model. As the driver helped to load their luggage into the boot, Takamina pumped her fist in the air.
“I LOVE NYANNYAN!”
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AN: Hmm…honestly I’ll just let on a bit, seeing that I’m not going to update this for at least ~2weeks since I’ll be overseas (unless I get Internet over at where I’ll be at and have time to write)…
I don’t really plan to give any drama to wtomo, I’d like them to stay together for the whole plot. The general consensus seemed to want kojiyuu back together but I’m not too sure how it would be myself too. LOL But doesn’t it look near impossible that they will get back together?
Will there be new characters adding into this mess…well, for now I think there won’t be but I’m half hearted in wanting to drop another one or two members in. Who shall I add if I do does that? Though at the same time I want to end this piece within 6-8 parts at least, and if I do add people in, it would only be longer. And more complicated. LOL~
…And I thought the “a piece of me” was cute. LOL
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@Origami: But I don't write fluff well T^T Thank you for reading. Hope you like this update. ^-^
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aw, I admit Takamina is adorable with Kojima :D Those two have awesome chemistry as well, but I guess Taka will 4ev belong to acchan :D :P & I lol\d @ that piece of me part, it's totally something taka would say and joke bout :D Thanks for the update, looking forward to your next update :) Enjoy your trip!
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What's happening to my kojiyuu :(( :cry: :banghead: :banghead:
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aaa, Takamina is so cute with Haruna, look like a child little girl ^^
thanks for your story its very fun, waiting for your update.
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;;Complicated Feelings Side Story 1 – The Songwriter’s Song
“What kind of singer-songwriter are you aiming to be?”
The now-renowned song-writer reminisced as she sat at the far end of the café; a smile gradually graced her slightly boyish features. The door chimed as a tall girl walked into the café, placing her order at the counter and walking towards the song-writer with her head lowered. Without looking up, she took a seat at the table and the song-writer raised an eyebrow. It took the girl a bit of time before she realized that the table was taken; the red puffy eyes spoke a separate story on their own as the girl quickly apologized and got up to move to the other table.
Jurina stuck out her hand and grabbed the taller girl, pulling her back onto the seat beside herself. At almost the same time, Tomomi came up to the table and placed the cup of double-shot espresso down, “Juri-chan~ your friend?” The younger girl returned the smile and nodded; the mysterious look on Jurina’s face told Tomomi a tale and the older girl gave a slight nod in return, walking back to the counter and turned the soothing music a slight notch louder.
“Double-shot? Your eyes are red enough even without forgoing sleep,” Jurina mused, taking a sip from her cup of caramel latte. The other girl raised her head slowly, bloodshot eyes locked with Jurina’s knowing ones, before quickly lowering her head again. “A break-up is not the end of the world…”
Silence hanged in the air between the pair as the calming music spoke on behalf of them, narrating a tale of break-up and new starts after what seemed to be the end of the world. A few tears dropped from the sides of her eyes, a look of longing, and a tinge of hope…
As the singer sang the story, Jurina could feel the tensed girl beside her gradually started to relax.
“Matsui Jurina.”
“…Shinoda Mariko.”
They sat in silent for the next 15 minutes or so; Mariko looking down at her fingers on her lap as though it was the most interesting thing on Earth while Jurina looked out of the window, humming along the tune playing in the café and watching slightly amused at the various happenings on the busy street. Catching a movement at the side of her eyes, Jurina’s hand swiftly swopped up to stop the cup that was nearing the girl’s lips. “Try something sweet,” she suggested, taking the espresso cup out of Mariko’s hands and replacing it with her caramel latte. A look of surprise flashed across the taller girl’s face and before she could reject, “Don’t even think of declining the offer,” Jurina asserted, an air of superiority seemed to pressure the other girl to follow what she said.
“Too sweet,” Mariko muttered, passing the cup back to Jurina after a small sip.
“It’s only so, because you thought so,” Jurina said, taking back her cup and took a mouthful. “It’s fine to feel some sweetness in the midst of all these bitterness you’re putting yourself through,” she offered, taking up a forkful of cheesecake and placing them on Mariko’s lips. The taller girl was at a lost and her face painted that look much to Jurina’s amusement. Letting a small smile crept up her face, “You can start by opening your mouth and taking the cheesecake into it,” Jurina guided teasingly.
Mariko felt the sides of her lips being tugged up slightly and in surprise, quickly opened her mouth to hide the expression. The slight smile however, didn’t escape Jurina’s vigilant watch…
“It might hurt a lot now, but it’s easier to break away from the lies now, than wait for it to pile up even more in the future,” Mariko bit the bottom of the lips as Jurina’s advice sunk deep into her heart, accompanying with the apt music that the café was playing. It wasn’t a new piece of advice and Mariko knew; it seemed however, easier to cry and just be in despair than to struggle and pick herself up after the heartbreak.
Looking up at the girl beside her properly for the first time over the past one hour, Mariko took a sharp intake at the young beauty facing her. Tidily-cropped bob hair just slightly longer than where her ears are and bangs swept to the right, sharp nose accompanied by high cheekbones, the defined jaw-line coupled with pouty lips…
Jurina watched as the other girl’s eyes trailed down her face and stopped at her lips, “What do you think?” she asked, the moving lips snapped Mariko out of her trance. Red immediately colored Mariko’s cheeks and quickly, she lowered her head once again, much to Jurina’s disappointment. “Mou…I’m not going to get any compliments for my looks?” the song-writer pouted as she teased the embarrassed girl.
Seeing that Mariko wasn’t going to raise her head, “Might as well!” Jurina thought and she leaned closer to the taller girl as she felt the girl tensed up, before resting her head on Mariko’s shoulder. “Love doesn’t have right or wrongs. Sometimes…people cheat because they missed their single ways, and they forgot that they are no longer so,” she murmured. Mariko’s stiffened shoulder slowly started to relax and Jurina started humming the tune playing in the café.
Letting a sigh escaped, Mariko turned her head slightly and looked at the girl on her shoulder. “Why…why did you seem to be explaining the songs?”
Without lifting her head off Mariko’s shoulder, “Because sometimes, an explanation would clear the doubts faster,” Jurina offered.
The taller girl nodded, looking forward with a faraway look on her face. “These songs…are really good.”
“Really?”
“Yeah…It makes you feel…”
“Like the singer is nursing a broken heart…”
“With you…”
“And that you’re…”
“Not alone in this dump.”
Mariko cracked a smile, her first since the break up nearly a month ago.
Turning to the girl beside her, she smiled; a genuine one that seemed to shine from within the taller girl and Jurina felt her lips being pushed up as well, smiling back at the girl in front of her.
“Thank you,” Mariko muttered, this time round, leaning her head on Jurina’s shoulder instead.
“When someone had their heart broken, and they heard the song that I wrote…and they could feel that they aren’t alone in this heartbreak, gaining strength to pick themselves up after the relationship…Yeah, that’s the kind of songs I want to write.”
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Side story. An idea that popped up late last night and I wrote it down in one shot. This should be my last complicated feelings update until I'm back. I really like this for no particular reason. It could stand on its own as a separate piece but I used it as a side story since there's coffee and what's not. ;~;// And because I want to add characters into the story but didn't want it to drag so it could work in terms of side story instead. ;~;//
When I was writing, it is meant to be implied Mariko-Yukarin. I wanted to write some Yukarin parts in but I thought it's best left unsaid. Whichever pairing that floats your boat then ^^;;
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@arrow27: Thank you! I think KojiTaka is reaaallly cute ;~;// Well I guess when AtsuYuu are cheating together, KojiTaka can get together. And yea, the 'a piece of me' pun is something that I could imagine Takamina joking about. LOL
@Tam_atsu: :cry: I'm sorry ;~;//
@Origami: Hahahaha yes, I enjoyed writing those parts as well. And Thank you for always reading and even commenting. T___T
@nnoir3p: Thank you for reading. ;~;// It would be a while before I'll update again! T_T
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“Earth to Yuko,” Tomochin raised her voice a little, hoping to snap the shorter girl out of her daze.
“Woah, I’m going deaf,” Yuko teased in return, shaking her head side to side as if to clear some invisible distractions.”We’re already closed for the day, why can’t I just relax for a bit?” the older girl complained, taking up the dishcloth that Tomochin threw to her and wiping the counter.
Tomochin gave a blaming click of her tongue as the café doors pushed open, “We’re clo-,”
Yuko looked up from the table, “Oh Acchan!”
The actress beamed a smile Yuko’s way and made her way towards Tomochin, “Mou, you won’t serve your cousin if the café’s closed?”
Tomochin laughed and nodded her head much to Acchan’s displeasure, “No special cousin privileges,” she said, wagging her finger. Acchan made a face and caught the shaking finger before giving it a playful bite. Tomochin yelled half in shock half in pain and glared at Acchan before feeling an eerie chill down her spine.
“Hi Tomomi~” Acchan turned around and greeted before quickly scooting towards Yuko after seeing the strained smile on Tomomi’s face.
Tomochin turned to her girlfriend and saw the jealousy and anger radiating from the younger girl’s eyes, “Hey hey~ it’s not my fault alright?” The shorter girl walked towards her girlfriend and took her in her embrace, “Furthermore, she’s my cousin, I can’t do anything anyway!” The taller girl pulled apart and glared at Tomomi again, “W-what did I do wrong again?”
“If she isn’t your cousin, you would have already jumped on her won’t you!” Tomomi accused and Tomochin shook her head like her life depended on it. “You totally would!”
Tomochin gave a soft cry in protest but snapped her mouth shut once she saw the anger radiating from Tomomi’s eyes…
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A few tables away, Yuko laughed watching the plight that Tomochin was in. “Gloating?” Acchan’s voice demanded her attention away from the bickering couple and Yuko nodded, smiling a bright and blinding grin at the other girl.
“Coffee? I can make you a cup even if Tomochin refuses to,” Yuko offered.
Acchan shook her head, “I think I’m coming down with something. Don’t want to take my chances with coffee.” Yuko nodded knowingly, “I’m heading home. Filming starts at 5 tomorrow.”
“Do you want me to accompany you?”
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Haruna closed the door to her hotel room and pulled her luggage into the suite. Pretty impressive she had to say; three bedrooms each equipped with a king-sized bed, a living room with a 50-inch 3D television, a fully functional kitchen attached to the dining room…
“It seems a little too big to live in alone,” Haruna whispered.
“And a little too lonely,” she sat on the armchair facing the window and looked down at the pretty New York scenery. Absentmindedly calling for room service, the model ordered a simple cup of café mocha.
Letting a long melancholy sigh escaped her lips, Haruna got up to unpack her clothes from the luggage, lingering at a piece of blouse that fell out from in between the pretty autumn coats. Not exactly a tidy person, it was no wonder that random stuffs were packed in with the ones that Haruna should bring to New York.
Picking the cloth from the ground and habitually dusting it, Haruna snapped out of her trance as she recognized the light pink top.
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Flashback
“Ne Nyannyan! Look at this!” Yuko called out excitedly, pointing to the racks of blouses on display.
Pulling the taller girl closer to the clothes, Yuko picked out two that were of matching designs though different colors. Placing the light pick piece on Haruna, Yuko made a pondering expression and the cuteness from it made Haruna want to swoop down and plant a kiss on the older girl. “Nyannyan looks sooooooooo pretty in it!”
Haruna laughed, “Since when did I not look pretty to you?” the taller girl teased, taking the shirt from Yuko’s hands. “It’s just an ordinary T-shirt, Yuuchan,” she lamented, resisting the urge to roll her eyes.
“But I like how Nyannyan looks in it!” Yuko insisted, throwing in a squirrel-like pout. Haruna pursed her lips together and looked at her girlfriend. “Yes?” Yuko asked again, albeit with a trance of uncertainty in her voice.
Haruna shook her head then watched as Yuko’s lips dragged downwards a little more than it was pleasing to the eye and smiled, “Alright alright, we’ll get those.”
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A knock on Haruna’s door interrupted the girl’s thoughts and as she took her coffee over, a familiar person down the hallway smiled at her. “Nyannyan~” the short girl called out, waving her hands in the air somewhat comically, earning a puzzled look from the room service staff.
“Ta~ka~mi~na,” Haruna greeted, much to an embarrassed Takamina. “What’s up?”
The shorter girl looked at the cup of mocha in Haruna’s hands and pouted, “I make better coffees,” she complained. Haruna looked down at the cup and raised an eyebrow before inviting the older girl into her room. “WOAHHHHH!! Your room is soooo big,” like an excited kid, Takamina exclaimed, zooming in and out of the different rooms and checking out the suite. “Oh my god, life’s good as a model huh?”
Haruna laughed, “Is your room that small?”
Takamina made a face as she pondered, “Not really, good enough for one or two. But your room is like…for a family or two,” she chuckled.
The taller girl nodded, taking a seat on the armchair beside the window and putting the cup of mocha on the coffee table beside. “It gets lonely though,” she whispered. The smile on Takamina’s face fell, and a frown painted the girl’s face. Haruna looked at the girl’s change of expressions from the window’s reflection and struggled to carry a small smile on her face, “It’s okay, it’s not your fault for mentioning anyway.”
Plopping onto the armchair opposite Haruna’s, Takamina took up the cup of mocha and took a small sip. “Too bitter,” she muttered.
“I thought it was sweet. Or maybe…it’s because your heart’s bitter?”
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Am at a crossroad where I’m not too sure to break or not to break up the original pairings for good. T_T Someone save me. T____T
I love the wTomo though. ;~;/ So darn adorable. T^T I love the side story in the previous update too though I think not many people cared about it. LMAOs. -_-
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atsumina please :P...
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I've been liking on Tumblr and then forgetting to thank you on here. :smhid Bad me!
Please don't break up my precious Atsumina! :cry: Or if you do, put them back together in the end. I don't mind what happens as long as they end up together. You can put them through hell in the process and it'd be a great read. :lol:
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No don't break the original pairings please XD, a lot of hearts will be shattered if you do.
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tomotomo are cute..
jejej i dont need to say that i love atsumina right? and kojiyuu?.. jajaj BUT more drama sounds fine for me :D
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;;Jealous Monster
The two times which made Yuko realized that Haruna is a jealous monster……
Why wasn’t I invited for the hot pot gathering at your place? – Yuuchan’s Nyannyan
EH? – Perverted Yuuchan
EH eh? – Yuuchan’s Nyannyan
…!? – Perverted Yuuchan
You mean the one with Sae and Sayaka? – Perverted Yuuchan
…Nyannyan~~~~~~~~~ Why are you ignoring me? （；へ：）– Perverted Yuuchan
NYANNYAN~~!!!（ＴДＴ）– Perverted Yuuchan
Yes. – Yuuchan’s Nyannyan
It’s a Team K gathering~!!! – Perverted Yuuchan
I don’t recall Team K has only three members… – Yuuchan’s Nyannyan
ldknfdfdsnflsd You know what I meant!!! – Perverted Yuuchan
No I don’t. – Yuuchan’s Nyannyan
Nyannyan!! ┰ω┰– Perverted Yuuchan
Yuuchan!! ヽ( ￣д￣;)ノ– Yuuchan’s Nyannyan
Sorry?（ＴへＴ）– Perverted Yuuchan
Forgiven. – Yuuchan’s Nyannyan
EH!??! – Perverted Yuuchan
What? Did you not want me to forgive you? – Yuuchan’s Nyannyan
……of course not!!!!!!!!!!!! Just that it’s a tad too fast? – Perverted Yuuchan
Oh well ヽ(^д^)ノ– Yuuchan’s Nyannyan
I love you Nyannyan. – Perverted Yuuchan
I love you too. – Yuuchan’s Nyannyan
Stop being so jealous. – Perverted Yuuchan
Sleep on the couch tonight. – Yuuchan’s Nyannyan
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Before Yuko could say “I’m home,” her lips were captured by one other familiar pair as the taller girl pressed her possessively against the door, mumbling something along the line of “Why didn’t you dance for me?” Familiar arms snaked around the girl’s as unanswered questions were pushed to the back of her head when Haruna’s tongue sneaked its way into Yuko’s mouth, dancing a sensual tune with the shorter girl’s tongue. It wasn’t until both were gasping for breath that Haruna broke the contact, leaning just slightly away from Yuko, though the pair’s foreheads were still pressed against each others’. The taller girl’s diluted pupils, domineering stance, controlling actions sort of scared Yuko; and the flash of shock and surprise didn’t slipped unnoticed.
“I watched Mujack,” Haruna muttered, nuzzling her nose against Yuko’s slightly, hands clasped behind her girlfriend’s back. “Someone’s been dancing UZA naked,” she continued, voice slightly laced with jealousy.
Yuko broke into a smile, “Not naked. With underwear on!” Yuko retorted before leaning forward and nipping Haruna’s bottom lip playfully.
“Moreover, I’d dance UZA for you if you ever want to watch. Naked. Totally.”
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You can take this as a peace offering for me breaking up the Kojiyuu in Complicated Feelings. ;~;// And not very keen of letting them back although I think there’s only one person who’s alright with me not letting them come back together and everyone else who wants my life for breaking the original pairings up. ;~;///
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@hazwani: ;~;// No promises....
@Origami: U're like my best reader over here with all your comments. Lemme give u a hug. ;~;// Original pairings...Idk. ;~; I hope you like my peace offering piece. LOL
@Calyrica: Thanks for the likes on tumblr! I realise maybe it's easier to get some comments on the writing and the storyline over in forums though. That's why I posted it here. There's too much original pairings fics around here! It's time for a change! Hahahaa~ No promises for Atsumina/Kojiyuu in the end so I'm gonna write some peace offering pieces. LOL
@Tanchan: I realised that too! So I feel bad that I don't want them back together!! T___T
@Haruko: wTomo are soooo adorable! ;~; Hahaha and thank you for wanting some drama. ;~;//
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LOL I watched Mujack too :lol: Yuko strips far too often XD
As one of the members (I forgot who :nervous ) said the people on team K is mostly baka or hentai. XD
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E~~H?!!! I did not comment on this?!!!
Gome!! :bow: :bow:
I probably was too engrossed in rereading this update (I mean, come on, it's Yuko-sama :wub: :wub: :wub:)
Really thank you for this :bow: :bow: :bow:
*wishes for a naked Yuko-sama's dance in the perv section*
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I want more of this moments.,,, :)
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E~~H?!!! I did not comment on this?!!!
Gome!! :bow: :bow:
I probably was too engrossed in rereading this update (I mean, come on, it's Yuko-sama :wub: :wub: :wub:)
Really tank you for this :bow: :bow: :bow:
*wishes for a naked Yuko-sama's dance in the perv section*
Yeah!! yuuchan dancing.. naked UZA OMG!! that moves!!! .... I LOVE the second part.. that hot kiss love it!! :D now you cant break my heart.. but be gentle T_T.. I love kojiyuu so much
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Yay!! Kojiyuu!! Thank you so much!!!!! I love both part :)) :wub: :inlove:
More pleasee~ :lol:
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Jealous nyannyan can be wild..hohoho...
Man, yuko dancing uza with totally naked is.... *nosebleeding*
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“Ne Yuko…” Acchan started, plopping her arms underneath her head to raise it slightly as the pair laid on the actress’s bed. Yuko hummed a reply, “Why didn’t you chase Haruna back?”
The question almost caused Yuko to choke on her breathe and the barista stared incredulously (in the dark, no less) at the actress. The silent in the air was almost as suffocating as the question as Yuko opened her mouth and then to close it back almost immediately dumbly. Scratching the side of her head, a sigh escaped the shorter girl’s lips. “Honestly? I don’t know,” she said stupidly, tears threatening to fall from the sides of her eyes.
“Maybe…just like what she pointed out…maybe my feelings for her had changed as well.”
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After the trip to Haruna’s suite, Takamina came back to her own room and made a face. “Small,” the short girl muttered. “Like myself,” she added, chuckling at her own joke as she closed the door.
Changing into her pajamas, the short girl threw herself spread-eagle onto the huge bed.
“Or maybe…it’s because your heart’s bitter?”
Haruna’s words rang in her ears as she stared at the empty ceiling. “My heart…is bitter?” Takamina asked herself as a frown graced her delicate features. “My heart…”
“Is aching.”
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Tomomi laid in Tomochin’s embrace and nuzzled her nose willfully against Tomochin’s neck, “Ne Tomochin…”
“Hmm?”
“Will we ever be like them?”
“Them?”
“En~ them…”
“I don’t know…”
“Me too…”
Tomochin lowered her eyes and looked at the girl in her arms, a faraway expression painted her features. Tucking a stray lock of hair behind Tomomi’s ear, Tomochin cupped the girl’s face and brought her attention back to her. “Tomomi…I don’t know if we’ll ever be like them,” she started, swallowing the saliva in her mouth, “But for as long as we could, let’s be together.”
The younger girl nodded, wrapping her arms tightly around her girlfriend’s waist. “Forever seemed a little too long,” Tomomi mused as she felt Tomochin nodded her head slightly on the top of her crown. “I’ll love you for a day lesser than forever,” she continued.
“And until then, even if you stopped loving me, I’ll continue to love you.”
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Long after Acchan fell asleep, Yuko was still wide awake. Starring out of the window into the night starless sky, Yuko pressed her lips together.
Flashback
“Yuuchan…you’re not the Yuuchan that I fell in love with anymore,” Haruna said in between sobs. “It’s like…we’ve both changed. We’ve both stopped liking each other the same way as we thought we did. And I realized it. But you…”
With each accusation, Yuko felt anger rising inside her; even so, the pain in her heart knowing that after today, she could no longer cuddle up to “my nyannyan” overrode the anger. “Stop,” Yuko said, halting Haruna in her words. “Stop saying all these. I’m clear how I felt for you, and it had not changed since the first day I met you,” the shorter girl argued, tears free-falling from her face. “Don’t accuse me for not liking you as much…when you’re the one who left our love lying there as if it’s worth nothing in the first place.”
Haruna curled up on the sofa, knees pulling up against her chest and chin resting on the top of her knees. “Yuuchan…”
The soft whimper made Yuko’s heart winced; if it was the usual, Yuko would have already went up to the crying girl and embraced her, whispering sweet promises to her and vowing never to let her shed another tear. As much as she wanted to do so today, she held back. Clutching her fists together, the shorter girl stood up from the other end of the sofa.
Without another word, Yuko walked out of the house they shared together.
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A knock woke Takamina up from her slumber and the small girl stumbled her way to the door, only to be greeted by one of the hotel staff. “Breakfast room service for one Takahashi Minami?” asked the lady at the door.
Takamina shook her head, “I think you got the wrong room,” she slurred. “I’ve just woke up. No, I haven’t even waked up. How would I already get breakfast?” The lady looked at her with a puzzled look and it stuck Takamina that she just spoke in Japanese to the lady, who obviously didn’t looked like she understood Japanese. Sheepishly, Takamina let her into the room to save herself some trouble, “Oh wells, I’ll just eat it then,” the girl thought.
After thanking the lady, Takamina pulled the food trolley to the side of her bed and plopped back onto the comfy bed, switching the TV on. “Let’s see what’s for breakfast,” the midget said gleefully, and a huge grin stretched across her face seeing the generous spread of American breakfast. A note on the side of her tray caught Takamina’s attention…
MORNING! I’m off for my photo-shoot and thought you probably would sleep till late noon if no one wakes up you. Waking up to breakfast isn’t that bad after-all right? See ya tonight! (бвб) –Nyannyan
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When Acchan woke up at 4:30AM the next morning, Yuko felt the bed shifted and closed her eyes, worried that the other girl would be concerned if she knew that the older girl hadn’t slept the night before.
Stretching her arms way above head, Acchan winced a little feeling the stiffness of her body. Too much filming for the past few days, not enough time to go for her bi-weekly massages…
The actress let out a soft sigh as she picked up her towel and clothes before heading to the shower.
Not enough time for Takamina…
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A rather short update. Sorry for the seemingly long wait.
Am doing some major changes to the path of this piece, though not that much changes on the planned pairings, and it’s kinda challenging. Kinda low on them creative juices too. T_T
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@stv_wong: That mujack episode was a genius!!
@Origami: And here I present to you a new chapter! ^=^//
@sakura_drop_: Hahaa, thank you for the comment. I probably won't write the perv part though. Sorry to disappoint. ;~;//
@saeyukilover: kojiyuu moments?
@Haruko: 'right, I'll be gentle when it comes to breaking your kojiyuu heart T_T
@Tam_atsu: Hahaha, can't promise for more Kojiyuu though. Especially in Complicated. ;~;
@yukofan: Yuko dancing UZA naked makes a good mental image yea? lol
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my Tomotomo's so cute :wub: :deco:
but Kojiyuu... nooooo.... :cry:
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What have u done to my KOJIYUU?! :cry:
*pulls out gun*
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What have u done to my KOJIYUU?! :cry:
*pulls out gun*
Oh yeah. What have you done to our kojiyuu :cry:
*pulls out knife* loljk!
Hahaha!! Well thanks for the update :) :lol:
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What have u done to my KOJIYUU?! :cry:
*pulls out gun*
Oh yeah. What have you done to our kojiyuu :cry:
*pulls out knife* loljk!
Hahaha!! Well thanks for the update :) :lol:
yeah!! you break our heart
*pull out wipe*
jajaj :D thanx for your update..
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Acchan lazed on the sofa, scrolling through the mentions from her twitter and smiled at the many encouraging messages, sometimes a meme here and there that cracked her up, as well as the many hateful ones that she had grew numb towards.
A photo tweet and the words that accompanied it caught her eyes and the actress clicked into it, only to be slightly overwhelmed by the crying photo of her best friend. A soft chuckle escaped Acchan’s lips just as the apartment door clicked open, “I’m home.”
“Welcome home,” the actress replied, sitting up from the couch and looking longingly at the figure that just stepped into the house. “How’s your day?” she asked, walking towards her girlfriend and taking her bag from the tiny body. “Eaten? I cooked,” she offered lovingly.
The other girl shook her head slightly, hand rising up to stifle a yawn and rubbed her eyes before giving her girlfriend a smile. Acchan felt her heart wretched a little before pushing the other girl towards the dining table and sitting her down. “Katsu-don,” the shorter girl said gently, the slight sparkle in her eyes did not gone unnoticed by Acchan and a smile slowly crept onto her face.
Sitting across Takamina, Acchan plopped her head on her hands as she looked at the older girl gobbling down her food. “So tasty,” Takamina praised, mouth full from the late dinner.
“Did you see the poster for the new documentary yet?” Acchan asked as she cleared the plates from the table. Takamina shook her head with a puzzled look on her face that resembled a lost puppy; Acchan took a deep breath and willed herself not to jump onto her girlfriend right at that moment. Pointing to her phone, “unlock it,” she said softly as the image of her girlfriend crying came floating into her mind again.
“Oh wow…”
A pair of arms encircled Takamina’s waist as the shorter girl marveled at the photo. It was of her, crying. Not an unusual sight to be honest, but the way it was placed, with the other girls below, and the documentary’s title and what would be in the movie…the photo seemed to speak a million more words than whatever description that accompanied it.
“They said a photo speaks a thousand words…I guess it’s true,” Acchan whispered softly, head resting on Takamina’s shoulder. The older girl only nodded, blinking her eyes quickly a few times to stop the tears from rolling down her cheeks. “And indeed, Minami is AKB48…I could only leave the group because I know you’ll be there,” she added quietly, tears wetting the blouse that Takamina had on. “Sorry for being so selfish…”
“We’ve been through this conversation so many times, Atsuko,” Takamina chided delicately, turning around to face her girlfriend. Raising her hands slightly and cupping Acchan’s face, the shorter girl leaned forward and placed a light kiss on the other girl’s lips, thumbs gently wiping away the tears that were staining her girlfriend’s beautiful face.
“I love you,” came the faint yet firm confession from the younger girl. “I love you so much…” Acchan mumbled, arms tightening around Takamina’s waist, stopping the older girl from continuing anything else that she wanted to add on.
“…”
“You’re supposed to say ‘I love you too’,” Acchan complained, leaning back and looking at her girlfriend. Takamina chuckled slightly, nose playfully rubbing against Acchan’s.
“I love you too.”
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Idea came from the documentary poster. Since I offered a Kojiyuu for peace offering for complicated, thought I should give a Atsumina one as well.
Basically Takamina didn't say I love you too at first was because she wants to say it when Acchan was looking at her :/
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@stv_wong: tomotomo is the epitome of cuteness in complicated ^~^
@haruhi16, @Tam_atsu, @Haruko: I sense the army of kojiyuu shippers o__o.. but oh wells im sorry? ._.
@origami: be scared, be very scared! :3
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Just in time, I was wondering where is my Atsumina fic in compensation for the other one and was actually preparing to chase you down with a gun XD
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Sorry for the previous comment it was the wrong comment, it was for other fanfic.
Anyway, Atsumina.... great as always...
Keep up the good work...
Looking forward for the next one
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;;complicated feelings 7/?
Haruna looked at the wall clock and whipped out her phone, typing a quick message before being whisked off for a change of outfits. It wasn’t until a couple of hours later that the model finally had a breather; curling at one end of the comfy sofa, Haruna took out her phone and smiled at the blinking inbox sign.
Thanks for the breakfast! It is the best wake-up call ever. （●´∀｀）ノ♡ – Takamina
Busy? Remember your lunch! – Takamina
ヽ(*・ω・)ﾉOff to check out some coffee beans~ Dinner tonight? – Takamina
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“Yuko?” Acchan called out, seeing that the kitchen light was on. Ruffling her hair dry, the actress caught a whiff of what seemed to be a delicious breakfast and made her way quickly to the kitchen.
The girl at the stove seemed too occupied to realize that Acchan was behind her until the younger girl cleared her throat, “Oh! That’s fast!” Yuko exclaimed upon seeing the other girl behind her. “I cooked breakfast!”
“Did I make too much noise?” Acchan asked as she took a seat opposite Yuko at the table. The older girl shook her head slightly, pushing the plate closer to the actress. “Then…why are you awake?”
“I couldn’t sleep?” Yuko answered sheepishly, poking the heavy eyebags underneath her eyes. A worried frown painted Acchan’s features and the older girl waved her hands slightly, dismissing the girl’s worries. “Don’t worry about me. I’ll be fine! I’ll just sneaked forty winks in between work!”
Acchan laughed, “Tomochin would skin you alive,” she warned.
“It’s alright. Tomomi will be on my side,” Yuko joked.
“Moreover, I can use you as my shield!”
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“Had a tiring day?” Haruna stifled a yawn as Takamina pushed the cup of chamomile tea closer to the other girl. “Drink some of this to help you relax a bit.” Haruna gave the shorter girl a thankful smile and took the cup over. “I’ve ordered something light for you as well…since you still have photo-shoots tomorrow. Acchan always skip her meals whenever she has photo-shoots coming up…but I think that’s unhealthy so-” Takamina droned on, not noticing the smile slowly fading from the older girl’s face…
“Salad is for?” the waiter’s voice interrupted Takamina’s speech and for once, Haruna was grateful. Takamina pointed to the space opposite hers, “And Katsu-don… Enjoy your meal,” the waiter placed the greasy looking rice in front of the midget before bowing and walking away.
“Katsu-don even in America,” Haruna laughed as the other girl grinned at her.
“Katsu-don anywhere and everywhere!”
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Tomochin nudged her girlfriend slightly as Yuko made her way into the café. “Second time,” she whispered, and Tomomi made a face as she nodded slightly.
“Takamina needs to come back soon…”
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“MORNING!” Yuko yelled her greetings to the pair behind the counter, carrying slightly grim faces. “What’s with the long faces? Gonna greet the morning with a smile!” the squirrel-like girl teased, reaching over the counter and giving her cousin a light pinch on her cheeks.
Tomomi chortled, pushing the cheeky girl’s hand away, “get your apron on before we don’t have any cakes to sell today again!” Yuko did a cheeky salute and scooted into the kitchen, humming a joyous tune as she donned the apron on.
The two Tomomis shot each other another worried glance before heading back to doing what they were busy with earlier…
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“Ne Takamina…”
“Hmmm?”
“Wanna sleep over in my room?”
“EEHHHH?”
“…”
“I’ve a room though…”
“My room’s too big anyway…and you can save some money this way…”
“Eh…but won’t it be bothersome for you?”
“No? Hahaha~ I would be more than happy…”
“Well I guess, if you don’t mind…”
“I don’t.”
“Oh…then I could move over I guess,” Takamina decided with a sheepish grin on her face that Haruna found irresistible. Giving the younger girl a playful pat on the top of her head, Haruna followed her up to her room. “You can go back first if you want, I know your room number,” Takamina suggested. “It would take me a while to pack,” she added.
Haruna shook her head; following the shorter girl into her room and making herself comfortable on the bed. “Wow, the room is so small compared to mine,” she muttered as Takamina looked at her. “Nothing, I’m just talking to myself,” she laughed and the other girl went back to busy herself in grabbing her stuffs and dropping them into the luggage. The photo frame at the bedside table caught Haruna’s eyes and the sides of her lips dropped a fair bit. “You really love Acchan huh?”
Takamina raised an eyebrow but nodded slightly without turning back. “She’s my girlfriend,” Takamina started as she sat beside her luggage, folding her clothes neatly back into the bag. “She’s my first love, someone who is dearer to me than myself. She’s someone with big dreams and slowly, a step at a time, she’s reaching for this ultimate goal she set for herself. But you know something…” Takamina paused, a hand on top of her chest as if calming herself down, then turning around to face Haruna.
“Because of this dream, she’s becoming someone I don’t really know nor understand. She’s…We’re drifting apart…And that scares me. So much.”
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Remember your lunch, busy actress! – Yuko
Already eating it! – Acchan
I don’t mean salad! – Yuko
You know I can’t eat much during filming! ヽ(￣д￣;)ノ– Acchan
……I’ll cook dinner tonight. Come over to my place tonight. – Yuko
Don’t ignore my messages!!!!! – Yuko
I swear if you don’t head over tonight, I’ll not talk to you ever! – Yuko
I’m going to whip up a feast! – Yuko
I can’t head to your place for dinner and then head back home. It’ll kill me. I’ve filming at 4 tomorrow!!! – Acchan
Took you long enough to reply!!!!! I’ll head to your place then. I think you’ll need to give me a duplicate key soon. – Yuko
Tomochin has one. Get her to give it to you. I’ll probably be home by 9. (｡ﾉω＼｡)ﾟ– Acchan
“Why are like smiling to your phone?” Tomomi questioned as she took a seat beside Yuko, taking a break after the busy afternoon rush.
Yuko looked at her cousin and smiled, “Acchan’s being a dork in text,” she replied. Tomomi raised a questioning eyebrow and Yuko patted her lap, “That reminds me. I’ve to get her house’s spare key from your girlfriend.”
“Tomochin?”
“Yeah, Acchan says she has a spare key?”
“Spare key to?”
“Are you even listening to me? Spare key to Acchan’s place.”
“Wait……why do you need a spare key to Acchan’s place!?”
“Because I’m heading there tonight after work to cook for her?”
“Are you her chef?”
“No? I’m her friend?”
“Are you sure?”
Yuko gave Tomomi a bewildered look at the younger girl’s last question. Tomomi shook her head slightly and furrowed her brows, appearing to be at a conflict with whatever thoughts that were going through the younger girl’s head. Yuko gave her a light pat on her arm to bring her attention back to the shorter girl, “What are you thinking about?”
Tomomi frowned slightly, “You. About you, Acchan, Takamina, and even Haruna. How amazingly screwed all of your relationships are.”
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Back to writing this.
Changing the planned ending for a bit and wants to end this soon. Basically because my thoughts on this piece is all over the place and I don’t want to drag on. :/ Probably ending in two more updates. I hope.
Would it be an ending that you guys think it is? Or one that you want? What do you think it would be?
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Is this going to be AtsuYuu? NOOOO!!! :cry: :cry: :cry:
I want Atsumina!! :deco: :deco:
Please update soon :)
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Please let it be ATSUMINA !!!
I really agree with tomomi there
They're relationships are really screwed up
Tnx for the update
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Oh interesting fanfic!! takamina!! :deco:
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Tomomi frowned slightly, “You. About you, Acchan, Takamina, and even Haruna. How amazingly screwed all of your relationships are.”
^This is so true :panic:
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Please let it be ATSUMINA !!!
I really agree with tomomi there
They're relationships are really screwed up
Tnx for the update
not my kojiyuu/atsumina heart... T_T
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I'd be grateful and extremely happy if Acchan and Yuko ended up together! AtsuYuu FTW!!! :onioncheer:
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Stumbling into the hotel room, Haruna flipped the switch as she kicked her heels away and making a louder ruckus than she would have wanted to. Breathe smelling of alcohol and head spinning from the amount of drinks she had at the celebration party for the end of their photo-shoot in America, the drunken model wobbled her way towards the bedroom, only to bump into something soft just a step away from the door. “Why did you drink so much?” Takamina asked, hand stabling the other girl and helping her towards her room.
Haruna raised her head slightly, eyes squinting and leaned her weight on the other girl. “Ta~ka~mina,” she singsong the younger girl’s name, arms slightly flailing before latching them onto the smaller frame, head nuzzling Takamina’s neck.
It took all of Takamina’s leftover strength to safely get the both of them into Haruna’s room; “I’ll get a towel to clean you up,” Takamina said as she laid the other girl down on the bed.
“Don’t go.” Haruna’s hand grabbed the back of Takamina’s, pulling the girl back towards her. “Don’t leave me,” she muttered, this time giving Takamina’s hand a slight tug and making the younger girl wobbled a little.
“Don’t leave me…like how Yuuchan did.”
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“Takamina’s coming back tomorrow,” Tomochin’s voice interrupted Yuko’s train of thoughts. The shorter girl gave an absent-minded nod; the past week had been a rollercoaster ride through her own emotions and unfortunately, one that Yuko wouldn’t be too proud of. “What are you gonna do?” the younger girl asked with a casual tone though eyes affixing onto Yuko as she cleaned the table-top.
“What? What do I have to do?” Yuko asked in return, obviously avoiding whatever that Tomochin was trying to probe from her. Indeed, what did Yuko have to do, or rather, what could Yuko do? Going up to Takamina and going, “Hi best friend, I spent the last week with your girlfriend and I like her.” Or perhaps what Tomochin wanted was a reassurance from her that she’s going to leave her cousin alone after Takamina came back because Acchan and Takamina are the rightful couples?
Furrowing her brows in irritation, Yuko heaved a sigh of frustration. “What’s Yuko doing?” A familiar voice interrupted the still atmosphere between the pair and a gleeful face plopped itself on the table, eyes blinking in excitement at the two shorties. “Mou…what’s with the long faces?”
“Long day at work, my dear cousin,” Tomochin teased, “Not like some actress who has her days easier.”
The adorable crisp laughter that Yuko had been very familiar with rang in her ears. “Smile!” The younger girl ordered, “Because guess what!!! Minami’s coming back tomorrow!!”
Acchan didn’t realize that the smile on Yuko’s face…for once failed to reach her ears.
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“Did I do anything weird last night?” Haruna asked, hand clutching the side of her head from the hangover headache. The shorter girl shook her head as she pushed her luggage out of the hotel room, closely followed by the older girl behind her. “Really?”
Takamina stopped, turning around and faced the taller girl. “Well, if you stripping naked and dancing around to an imaginary tune in your head isn’t normal…”
“WHAT?” Haruna yelled, “I did WHAT?”
“Well, I said…you stripped and danced an-”
“Oh my god! Tell me it’s a joke! Say I didn’t!”
“I didn’t.”
“…”
The straight face that Takamina masked on for the past few seconds broke into a look of amuse as a loud laugh escaped her lips. Turning away from Haruna and continued pushing her luggage down the hallway, the shorter girl yelled, “I was just kidding!”
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Dinner? – Yuko
Can’t. Minami’s coming back –Acchan
Yuko stared at her phone, unsure of how she should reply to that text. She sighed as she closed her eyes and just about a million and one thoughts flying through her head.
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That night, Takamina slept beside Haruna; though it wasn’t until a few hours later that Takamina fell into deep slumber. Stroking Haruna’s back as the older girl slept, mumbling words that described her disturbed state of mind and whispering comforting words as the girl engaged in an unpeaceful slumber, Takamina felt her heart winced every time Haruna’s body twitch from the nightmares that were battling through her mind as she slept.
And…
The many times when Takamina closed her eyes, her senses seemed to be flooded with Haruna’s mumblings; “Don’t leave me like how Yuuchan did,” “Please love me too,” “My heart, it hurts,”…
And that one…
“I love you…Takamina.”
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The next update would be the finale. I promise. (: How would it be? :/
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Poor haruna~ :catglare:
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Please, don't break my AtsuMina ... please, don't break my AtsuMina ... please, don't break my AtsuMina ... :mon prayer:
Sou sou!dont break them!
Onegai!! :banghead:
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I really like how things are getting more complicated. lol
and I really don't mind you breaking the original pairings. Takaharu shipper here. :nervous
thank you for the update! and looking forward to the finale :bow:
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Noooooooooooooooooo, just no. I'm in the protesting camp agains Atsumina breakup :angry:. THey must not break up, not like that. Tomochin do something to save them, they are the rightful couple. No one, and I do mean it, no one should get in between them. I don't want Takaharu or Atsuyuu, I want my Atsumina. Takamina don't you go back and break up with Acchan, she's anticipating you coming back. Please don't break them up :(. That bond between them should not be broken that easily. Sorry if I sound offending, I can't stay calm when it comes to Atsumina.
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Please dont break my atsumina!!! T^T ... :bow: but love this fanfic!! thank you hahah X) :deco:
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Please Let it be ATSUMINA
Please please please :prayers:
Don't break them up!!!!! :frustrated:
Haruna is just confuse with her feelings same with yuko
Acchan and Takamina are the rightful couple
So please don't break them up!!!
Tnx for the update :kneelbow: :kneelbow:
Please continue
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my feelings are definitely complicated right now lol
even if i dont want it...but it seems like its leaning towards atsuyuu and takaharu o.o
my kojiyuu heart is already breaking D: can you hear it?
haha cant wait til the next update :D
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MY KOJIYUU ;_______________;
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Love, this four-letter word is indeed, a complicated thing. How it could bring someone’s emotions sky-high one moment, and down right into the pits the next.
How the past week had probably been Yuko’s happiest times, instantly changed into one that would remind her for the rest of her life, how she could no longer enjoy. How the past week had probably been Haruna’s happiest times since the break-up, could instantly changed into one that she could never visit again.
And how…
“Acchan, let go of me,” Takamina said softly yet firmly. The dark orbs oozed an unknown source of sadness as she struggled to break off the grip on her wrist. The younger girl shook her head and tightened her hold on Takamina, afraid that the moment her hand lightened its grasp, the most important person in her life would be gone. “Why? Why do you still want to hold onto us…or me, when you’ve already cheated?”
/Flashback/
The cool morning breeze hit Yuko’s bare shoulders and the girl stirred slightly in her sleep before a thought rudely interrupted the sweet dream that she was relishing. Opening her eyes slightly, she hoped and wished that what she thought she dreamt was a dream; the naked back that greeted her sight however, threw the hope out of the window.
Clutching her head in agony, Yuko turned her back to the sleeping girl and got out of the bed as gently as she could. The trail of clothes that ended at the foot of the bed traced to the living room as vivid images of what happened the previous night hit the girl. “How am I going to explain to Takamina? Or even before that, how am I going to face Acchan? Fuck, why did we drink so much last night?” Yuko mumbled as she stumbled her way out of the bedroom, grabbing the pieces of clothing that are hers from the floor.
Stealing a glance at the wall clock, Yuko only had approximately 15 minutes to get to the café before Tomochin blasted her phone as usual. The frustrated girl changed into her clothes from the night before and made her way out of the apartment. “I’ll deal with this during break,” she muttered to herself, closing the door quietly behind her.
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Acchan didn’t know; she didn’t have any answers for Takamina, but what she knew was that she couldn’t live without the other girl. “Please…” she pleaded, without knowing what she was pleading. Perhaps it was pleading Takamina to not leave, pleading Takamina to give her another chance, pleading time to turn back and her to not have made the mistake that she wasn’t supposed to, pleading that everything wrong could be made right.
/Flashback/
The soft click of the door woke Acchan up; the light breeze that entered through the open window made the sleepy girl pulled the blankets higher up, only to be taken aback by the soft material caressing her bare skin. Closing her eyes, the shocked girl willed what she suspected wasn’t true; the messy bed-sheet beside her, the mildly warm bed beside her, the clothes that were hers shed on the floor…
Tears rolled down her eyes as she sat up and drew her knees up against her chest. The night before had been a blur; she remembered feeling very lonely and insecure after a call from Takamina. She knows she shouldn’t, but she heard Haruna’s voice faintly in the call and Takamina was supposed to be in her room. And the other girl had never once mentioned to her that Haruna was accompanying her on the trip…
Everything else seemed to be a hazy impression; getting slightly drunk after a few drinks and faintly remembering Yuko’s chiding voices at the back of her head. She couldn’t even remember how she got home; closing her eyes however, vivid images of her and Yuko from the previous night flooded her senses. Frantic actions – hands roaming around each others’ bodies while engaging in a fierce tongue battle, breaking the kiss for a split second to remove the offending blouse from her body and the light nips that the shorter girl left as she traced down Acchan’s body…
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“But…you lied.”
As the door slammed behind Takamina, her heart seemed to have crashed into a million pieces or more as well.
/Flashback/
“What are you doing with my shirt?” A voice cut through the silence in the café and Yuko turned around to come face to face with an eerily calm-looking Takamina. Tomochin slipped her hand into Tomomi’s and the pair backed away quietly from the other two; it’s best to stay out of it, Tomochin thought, and she didn’t want Tomomi to get involved, knowing that she would speak up for her cousin even though Yuko was in the wrong.
Yuko bit her bottom lip as Takamina came closer to her, backing away until her back hit the bar table. “Takamina…I-” before Yuko could speak anything more, the shorter girl gripped Yuko’s collar and pulled her closer to herself.
Takamina was seething, clutching her other hand into a fist, “You what? You slept with my girlfriend? You fell in love with my girlfriend? The fuck has you done to my girl?” Hearing no reply, the younger girl got even more incensed. Raising her fist, a punch was thrown right onto Yuko’s cheeks, “Answer me,” the words were forced out from between Takamina’s teeth. “Answer me!!”
What Takamina needed wasn’t an answer; she knew it herself, she knew what happened just by the look on Yuko’s face. They had been friends for so long that it is impossible for the older girl to lie to her successfully, but at this moment, Takamina wished Yuko could. She wished that Yuko would deny her accusations, would be offended at the allegations and hit her back, would…
Would do anything just to prove that what Takamina had claimed wasn’t true.
But when Yuko could hardly come up with any feisty comebacks that she was so capable of, Takamina knew that what she didn’t want to face, was all truth. A tear rolled down her cheeks, and soon another followed…
“I’m sorry…I’m sorry Takamina. I’m so-” The café door slammed in mid-sentence.
“-Rry.”
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“You knew that Yuko likes Acchan, right?”
“…”
“Haruna…”
“…yes.”
“…”
“Who was she trying to kid? The look in her eyes when she cast her gaze on Acchan, the gentleness that crept through her actions whenever Acchan’s near her, the concerned looks that she threw in her direction…I’m surprised it took you this long to realize it though.”
“Was that why you broke up with her?”
The pair sat in silent for the next few moments or so before Haruna looked up. “Yes,” she whispered, a look of uncertainty painted her features, “And no.”
A small sad smile tugged the sides of Takamina lips as she stood up, “Thank you,” she mumbled, and she left.
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Acchan curled up at one corner of her room, eyes swollen and nose red from the crying. She didn’t know how long time had passed; she didn’t know anything else from the moment Takamina stepped out of the door. And heck, she didn’t know what she had done over the past week in fact.
But she knew that she lost the only person that she loved the moment she overstepped the friendly boundaries with Yuko while Takamina wasn’t around. And the worst thing of it all was…she didn’t even know why she did it.
“Minami…”
A soft raspy call escaped Acchan’s lips as she lowered her head onto her knees, drawn up against her chest, and fresh tears rolled down her face once again…
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“Tomochin, I’m scared,” Tomomi mumbled, pulling Tomochin’s arms tighter around herself.
Nobody said love would be easy, and if that wasn’t difficult enough, all the feelings and the persons involved in a relationship just made it even more complicated. The older girl rested her head on her girlfriend’s shoulders and a sigh escaped her lips. “Don’t be. It’ll work out for them,” she consoled, but at the same time, knowing that it was just a lie that she said to comfort the other girl…and herself.
“I’ll never let us be like them,” she promised.
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Author Note:
11,000 words later, I ended this chaptered fic finally!
The ending might be mehhhh for some, if not many, and it's a far difference from what I planned when I started it out, but I guess that's how I want it to end afterall. There are some unanswered questions that you probably have but we'll just leave them unanswered for now. Who knows, there might be a day when I'll write a side-story, a continuation or a drabble that answer them. Though I won't want you to pin any hopes on it. LOL.
I'm sorry but not sorry about breaking up Atsumina and Kojiyuu. I love these pairings but I guess we need a shake-up around here some times. I don't read much but I don't see a lot of fics that break them up as well. I didn't break them up for the sake of breaking them up (I remember I had a comment/ask saying that before) but rather, I had planned for the fic to go that way -- testing love, giving in to temptations, resisting temptations, lying to oneself, how someone else probably know you better than you know yourself, and finally, how things don't always go your way.
I'm sorry however, to Kojitaka/Atsuyuu shippers. I wanted it to go that way, but halfway I decided not to. At least I wanted to keep Kojitaka until when I wrote the last chapter. I gave up on giving Atsuyuu an ending together like halfway through but as I was finishing up the fic, I decide to not let Kojitaka get together too because I don't think Takamina, with her character (in the fic and not), would ever fall out of love with Acchan anyway. Or rather, at least not anytime so soon.
I hope whoever that followed this few chapters had fun reading it because it sure was fun to write and read comments about it.
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@O r i g a m i: m(_ _)m <3
@Chichay12: T_T
@crazywota: It's complicated when I was planning it and that's why I gave it that title. And gawd, I love Kojitaka/Takaharu too but I'm sorry T^T
@Tanchan: Well, they broke up. :/ You can read the other one-shots that I've written that have happy atsumina though ^^
@giakb48ff: Thank you for reading this fanfic too ^^
@dark48: Thank you for reading ^^
@Pandah: At least it isn't Kojitaka and Atsuyuu? Is this a better ending than that? I hope you enjoyed.
@haruhi16: T___T
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THE F!!!!
:frustrated: :gyaaah: :pleeease: :stoned:
well nice update tkmnwen!!
even though there no happy ending..atlist there's a ending :doh:..XD..
my god..what am i saying here!!haha
thank you for the update!!!
:kneelbow:
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:cry: :cry:
The ending might be disappointing for some, but for me, even though it's a sad one, I gotta say that this story is good. It's shows that life isn't a fairy tale, and sometimes, love may die out. Scary.... :nervous
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I really enjoy reading your fic! :onioncheer:
The plot, the way you flow the story, it's :farofflook:
I'm pretty disappointed but a bit glad you end it this way. Even though you break Atsumina :gyaaah:, there's no Atsuyuu :kekeke:
Keep writing more good Atsumina fic! :luvluv1:
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They broke up :cry:
Anyways that was a really awesome fic
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Even though not a ending I want but somehow I agree this is an appropriate one especially with what happened in the last chapter. How come Taka always got cheated on. Let's make her be the cheater next time XD
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“Usa~ Mimi-chan~~~” The door clicks open and a familiar sweet voice echoes in the empty house. Mimi runs faster and gets carried up in a swop by Nyannyan, while the other girl picks me up. Yuu-chan? Or is it Yuko? I’m not too sure; Nyannyan calls her Yuu-chan but the other really short girl, Takamina? Takamina calls her Yuko.
Oh! I forgot to introduce myself!
I’m Usagi, or Usa-chan. I’m Nyannyan’s pet dog, so is Mimi-chan. But I’m the cuter one. I insist. Hold on, let me give Yuu-chan a lick; she loves rubbing her squirrel-like face on mine and won’t stop doing so until I attack her with my licks. Ah~ Where am I? Right, introducing myself! Nyannyan is my owner; Kojima Haruna is her full name. Most of her friends call her Nyannyan or Haruna, but the tall model-like lady Mari-chan, Pacha and Mushu’s owner, she calls my Nyannyan as Nyaro. Some times Takamina calls Nyannyan as Paru too.
My owner is reaaaaally adorable, that’s why I’m so adorable. Yuu-chan said that and I guess I can believe her. “Usa-chan,” Nyannyan calls, taking me into her embrace and passing Mimi-chan into Yuu-chan’s arms. “Happy birthday!” she says, clipping a pink ribbon on the side of my head.
Woah? It’s my birthday? I look over at Mimi-chan who sports a similar ribbon but in yellow on her head as well. It’s our birthdays? I gave a joyful bark and Nyannyan smiles. Did I mention that Nyannyan has the prettiest smile on earth? When the sides of her lips reach the sides of her eyes, it seems so infectious that you can’t help but smile with her. Of course, me and Mimi-chan could hardly look as though we are smiling, but we are!! And whenever Nyannyan smiles, Yuu-chan would beam that mega-watt smile of hers. Sometimes when I’m in Yuu-chan’s embrace, I would poke my paw on her dimples and Nyannyan always laughs this glass-twinkling bright laughter and Yuu-chan would follow suit.
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You’re asking me what’s Yuu-chan doing at Nyannyan’s place? I’ve no idea but Yuu-chan comes over ever few days and sometimes she would share a room with Nyannyan. Mimi-chan and I hates when she stays over though. Don’t get me wrong, we love Yuu-chan, but only hate it when she stays over. She would sleep with Nyannyan and we’ll get locked out of the room. Mimi-chan and I would have to spend our night on the guest-room bed, without Nyannyan by our sides. I’ve no clue why we always get locked out when Yuu-chan sleeps over; it always looked as though Nyannyan doesn’t get enough sleep on those nights because she would wake up in the morning and hits Yuu-chan, complaining that she made her worked too hard the night before. Sometimes when I’m asleep, Mimi-chan would nudge me and tell me that Nyannyan is making weird noises in her room. But whenever we bark outside the room, Nyannyan would quiet down for a while. Mimi-chan thinks it’s because Nyannyan is worried for us. Oh wells…
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“Usa-chan~ Usa-chan!”
“Woof!”
Mimi-chan’s bark snaps me out of my daydream and I turn my head towards Yuu-chan. Wow! A birthday cake! I see two candles! I turn to Mimi-chan and barked in return. We’re two! Wait, are we supposed to blow the candles? How can we?! Nyannyan puts us down in front of the cake and sings us a birthday song. Oh puppy God up there, Nyannyan’s voice is like one of the angels’ and the sweet, slightly high-pitched vocals just sang the best birthday tune for us ever.
Pardon me as I take up my paw and wipes off an imaginary tear; I can’t possibly cry so easily ‘cause the last time I cried, they teased me! They said I’m like Takamina and when I barked in protest, they thought I agreed. I refuse to be like Takamina! Don’t get me wrong, she’s pretty amazing but she’s so tiny! And her face is oily unlike mine, full of smooth brown fur that Nyannyan (and Yuu-chan too!) loves to rub their faces on. I’ve never seen Nyannyan or Yuu-chan rubbing their faces on Takamina, only on each others’. But then again, there’s this Acchan? Or was it Atsuko? She likes to rub her face on Takamina’s. I remembered Yuu-chan once said that Acchan loves food; maybe the oil reminds her of the oil on food, I guess. I don’t understand humans well.
Wow wow wow! Look! Yuu-chan is rubbing her face on Nyannyan’s again! Every time Yuu-chan does that, Nyannyan’s face would turn all red and I told Mimi-chan that Nyannyan looks the cutest when she turns red. Yuu-chan agrees too! Wahhh~ I’ve got a slice of cake! So did Mimi-chan! I’m so hungry I could eat the whole cake myself but I guess, a slice is better than nothing! Nyannyan came home so late today that we didn’t get dinner but I believe this cake could suffice as dinner…
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“Yuu-chan~ Are you staying over tonight?” I snap my head up from the cake and stares at Yuu-chan, silently wishing that she would say no. Well, it’s my birthday today! And Mimi-chan’s! We should get to sleep with Nyannyan! I refuse to get locked out of my bedroom on my birthday! I made eye-contact with Mimi-chan and I could see that Mimi-chan is hoping for the same thing as me…
Yuu-chan turns around from the sink and shakes her head sadly, “I’ve to get home after this. Filming starts early morning.” I could see the slight drop of Nyannyan’s lips and even though I’m happy that I could sleep with Nyannyan tonight, I’m just slightly sad that Nyannyan is sad…
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“Good night Usa-chan. Good night Mimi-chan,” Nyannyan mumbles, giving us a kiss on our head. We give a soft bark in return and snuggle closer to Nyannyan. “Happy birthday my babies,” she mutters once more with her eyes closed. Soon, her steady and light breathing could be heard. I turn to Mimi-chan and gives her a light nudge. We can sleep now.
Good night Nyannyan, thank you. I love you~
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A few days late but happy birthday Usagi-chan and Mimi-chan. My fave AKBPet would definitely be Usa-chan. T_T I think I’ve a whole folder of her photos :/ My obsession with Usa is very very very evident on twitter whenever Haruna tweets a pic of them. T_____T/////
I’ve never written in 1st person…or in this case, 1st dog, view for AKB fics and I don’t really like doing so, but I think writing like this for this fic is rather adorable? :/ Anything usa-chan is adorable. >:C and no, u CANNOT disagree with this! I was torn between a Mariharu or a Kojiyuu but I think I havent been writing Kojiyuu much? Happy Kojiyuu at least, so here you go? And there’s just a tiny bit of Atsumina. And of course I’ve to poke fun at my oshimen.
Happy 2nd Birthday Usagi & Mimi <3
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@Chichay12: I'm glad at least there's an ending. I usually ditch fics halfway because I don't know how to end it. Hahaha
@stv_wong: Thank you! Life isn't a fairytale, and you can't always get what you want I guess.
@bimbo: Oops I see someone who's not feeling Atsuyuu much. Honestly I would pick Atsumina over anything, and would rather takayuu than atsuyuu. Hahaha
@O r i g a m i: Hello my best commentor <3 Sorry that I broke up Atsumina but oh wells, at least this isnt too bad an ending? ((:
@dark48: Yes they did ): Thank you for reading though!
@Tanchan: Haahaha Taka is hardly the cheater material though!
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jajaja ILOVE IT!!! because it was all kojiyuu.. and the reason that they let outside their pets make thinks...
in a perver mode anothers thinks.. OMG!!
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haha usa is so smug, loved it!
and lol at haruna complaining about yuko making her work too hard :cathappy:
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God~ That was way tooooo sweeeet. XD
It's too bad that Yuko couldn't stay and had some fun with the owner of the birthday's doggies.
Thank you for writing such a nice and romantic story. :x love it very much XD
Keep up the good work.<3~
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Yehey!! I really love these!! Kojiyuu is really the best :inlove: :inlove: :inlove:
More pleasee!!! :)
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Yay~~~awesome as always!! Thanks so much for another wonderful kojiyuu sweetly narrated by usa-chan's innocent mind.. haha .. :otomerika:
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Hahah! This story made me smile like an idiot xD
Great OS as always =)
And KOJIYUU FTW!
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Waaa... so cute.
I’ve never written in 1st person…or in this case, 1st dog,
:rofl: :rofl: 1st dog view :rofl:
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this story is so cute! from a pet's (innocent) POV... Usa-chan loves Nyan Nyan and her friends but was sad when never get enuf attention from Nyan Nyan... but glad that they accepted Yuko :p
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Takamina cocked her head to the side as she watched a body was carried out from one of the rooms. “One of the nurses was hurt really badly by the patient,” the accompanying doctor beside her answered the question in her mind. Turning to the other doctor, Takamina gave a slight smile of thanks.
The pair walked past and Takamina couldn’t help but peeked into the room; a lone figure sat at one corner of the room, mouth seemingly mumbling about something and the eyes…the deep black eyes that stayed affixed to the floor seemed to carry a sadness that Takamina just couldn’t put her finger to it.
Just as the girl raised her head, the other doctor called her, pulling her attention away the room and Takamina jogged towards her friend, bowing slightly in apology, however not before stealing a glance at the name on the wall beside the door.
Maeda Atsuko.
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Sorry for the really short chapter. Or maybe…prologue? Thou it isn’t one. LOL
I didn’t want to post the rest with these few paragraphs before they are better standalone. For now, I promise a happy atsumina…This isn’t gonna be like complicated with like 9 chapters each about 1,500 words. -_- This will prolly complete in like 3-4 instalments. (:
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@Haruko: Hahahaha glad you love it ^^ it's a happy kojiyuu for a change!
@vPANDAv: smug!Usa is still cute usa! :3
@AkemiHomura: thank you for reading ;~;// Well, it's the doggies' birthdays so luckily Yuko didnt stay over? ^~^
@Tam_atsu: hahahaha i see you like happy/sweet kojiyuu
@O r i g a m i: yay for 2 thumbs up!
@freakymonday: we shant taint little usa-chan's mind :3
@haruhi16: kekekee another kojiyuu shipper i see here. :3
@stv_wong: a little too cute! and 1st dog view...maybe I can write more dog views from now on. LOL
@DC2805: thanks for reading! little usa is only 2! innocent puppy :3
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What this ??? :w00t:
Takamina a doctor, right??
I can't wait, please update soon :)
Thank you ^^
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“Mariko-sama, what’s wrong with the girl?” Takamina asked as she took a seat opposite Mariko.
Mariko raised an eyebrow in amusement, “Other than hitting one of our nurses?” Noticing the slight seriousness on the other girl’s face, “Why are you so interested?” she asked, taking a sip from her coffee mug.
Takamina shrugged her shoulders; she couldn’t answer that question because she didn’t know why herself as well. It was just a thought that was nagging at the back of her head ever since she left the ward and she could not really pin-point why there was this pesky feeling within her that kept her wanting to know more about that patient. Before the pair could continue their exchange, a beep on Takamina’s pager brought an end to their conversation. “I’ll see you later then,” Mariko gave a casual wave to the other doctor that was leaving the room.
A hand on the door knob however, Takamina turned around and faced the senior doctor once again, before asking, “Can I have that girl’s file?” Mariko let out a light laughter in reply and nodded.
“I thought you’d never ask.”
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The whole day, everyone seemed to be on pins and needles every time they were near the Maeda girl’s ward. It wasn’t until nearly the end of her shift that Takamina knew why; Maeda knocked out Akimoto, one of their strongest nurses around who had once even managed to restrain a beefy patient on her own. Gossips from the other nurses around seemed to indicate that Akimoto was knocked out pretty badly, bruises and a couple of broken bones here and there, and everyone was trying their best to stay clear of the Maeda ward.
Just read the file. Don’t try to handle Maeda on your own. – Mariko
Taking up the thick file, a smile crept onto Takamina’s face as she slipped the gentle reminder into her pocket and made her way out of the hospital.
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“I’m home~” Takamina announced to the empty house, changing into her slippers and throwing her bag on the sofa. Fixing a cup of coffee and putting it down on the coffee table beside her, the short girl dropped herself onto her cosy sofa before wincing in slight pain. Pulling out her bag from underneath her back, Takamina made a face. “How could I have forgotten that I threw my bag onto the couch?” she asked herself in slight annoyance before pulling out the file she got from Mariko.
Name: Maeda Atsuko
Age: 23
Education: Majisuka Gakuen – Graduated
Condition/Profile: Searching aimlessly since admittance, otherwise like a normal youth. Mild and easy to care for. Sent to the institution by her parents who paid for a life-long care and are no longer contactable.
Takamina made a face; if she was known as mild and easy to care for, what could have had provoked her enough for her to hit Sayaka that badly earlier that morning? Flipping through her health records, the junior doctor raised an eyebrow. This Maeda Atsuko girl seemed just as healthy, if not even healthier, than any other youths outside. “Oh look, we’re the same age too,” Takamina mused, “If only she isn’t locked up here, she’ll probably have an enjoyable time as well…”
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“You have to give it to Mariko-sama to dare to approach the Maeda girl.”
“Well, it’s Mariko-sama.”
“Is she fine? I mean, after she brought breakfast in for the girl.”
“Yeah, I just went to her office.”
“Wow.”
“Do you think she beat up the Maeda girl once she went into the ward? You know, just so she won’t get hit back in return.”
“Pfffft…who knows? I haven’t been near that ward since yesterday.”
“Erm…” Takamina cleared her throat as she overheard the nurses’ off-duty gossiping, “Mariko-sama is in-charge of Maeda?”
One of the nurses nodded, “Yeah. And after yesterday, no one dared to go near so Mariko-sama took the Maeda girl back under her care.”
“Back under her care?” Takamina questioned, “You mean Maeda was under Mariko-sama’s care?”
The nurse furthest from Takamina rolled her eyes, “What? Are you new here or something?” The shorter girl nodded sheepishly, face slowly painting a lighter shade of pink. “Oh. Yea, Mariko-sama used to be in-charge of Maeda until she got promoted. Her new title doesn’t require her to be directly taking care of any patients so…”
“Wait, are you the new doctor? Something Minami?”
“Takahashi Minami. Yeah, that’s me. Why?”
“Woah, you better stay away from the Maeda girl.”
“Why does Takamina need to stay away from Maeda?”
Another voice interrupted the conversation and the group of four turned, coming face to face with Mariko. The nurses muttered their excuses before scurrying away from the poker-face doctor, leaving Takamina with the taller doctor. “Let’s go to my office,” Mariko offered, giving the shorter girl a mysterious smile.
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“I suppose you’ve lots of questions for me?” Mariko mused, sitting down on the sofa in her office as Takamina closed the door behind them. “Maeda is my friend…if you’re curious,” the older girl started, swirling her chair half a round and back-faced the other doctor. Takamina let out a surprised gasp, earning an amused laughter from Mariko. “She was a transfer student and a year my junior, though she’s a few years younger than I am. Well, you read the file I gave to you yesterday right? As you probably know, Majisuka Gakuen doesn’t really care about your age – everyone starts and everyone graduates.”
Turning around to face Takamina once again, Mariko took a sip from her mug and made a face. “Forgot the sugar,” she muttered. “Oh where was I?” she continued, absentmindedly dropping a sugar cube into her mug.
“Majisuka Gakuen? Mariko-sama is a yankee?” Takamina offered, making herself comfortable on the couch opposite Mariko’s desk.
An amused look painted Mariko’s features as the lady nodded, much to Takamina’s surprise. “One of the best yankees around too,” she laughed. “Honestly though, I’ve no idea what happened to Maeda much after her graduation but she was brought in here one day when I was still an intern doctor. She was becoming a nuisance to be around, her parents told us. It seemed as though she forgot a bunch of people in her life, including her parents.”
“And she was looking for someone, a certain Minami,” Mariko let on, a bright glint simmering in her eyes.
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If you caught on…this is a Majisuka fic. :/ Some characters in MJSK1/2 are as who they are, and some aren’t. Not sure if I would write a side-story for Sayaka or not though I've ideas. Mariko…is Sado-san if you didn’t get it. Acchan is…who she is in MJSK as well. Well, as for Takamina…who knows? :/
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@takamae: :3 An update and hope you liked it. ^^
@O r i g a m i: And here's a chapter for you ((:
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This is really interesting!! Please update soon!
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Nice how you put some majisuka story
You really update fast, thank you ^^
Waiting for the next update :)
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Yeah I've always wanted a continuation of Majisuka focusing on Atsumina but that never happened. As for Takamina I'm not sure if she's Atsuko's best friend Minami but I gotta say 23 years old is really young for a doctor. May be Takamina is a genius XD
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This is super interesting!! :onioncheer:
Please update fast! :hee:
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oooo ~~ another majisuka gakuen fic....
looking forward to more of your story :peace:
are there going to be more pairings in the future or more strictly focused on atsumina?
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As the lights dimmed on stage, a lone figure sat in the corner of the huge room, stuffing her clothes into her bag, wanting to do nothing but leave from the concert hall as soon as she could. The emotions that were gushing out from her heart were starting to be too much for her to take. Her plans to leave the arena were taunted however, when a smooth, somewhat whiny voice called from behind her. “Miichan~ stop packing,” Haruna complained, holding the younger girl’s hand and pulling her towards the opposite direction, “Photo-time!”
The original Team A members, the handful of them, gathered and took some photos. However, from the sides of Miichan’s eyes, she caught sight of the original Team K members doing what the 5 of them were doing. What’s different was the twinkle of tears on their faces, the tears that were threatening to fall and the smiles on their faces that looked somewhat forced. “Mii~~chan!” Haruna whispered, giving her puffy cheeks a playful poke, “Pay attention here~” she commanded teasingly. Snapping out of her thoughts, the shorter girl gave an apologetic nod.
A few photos later, the group dispersed, heading different directions and finding different members to snap some memorable photos together. “Miichan’s heading home already?” Haruna asked, trailing behind the younger girl as she went back to her spot earlier and picked up her bag. Miichan nodded, giving the taller girl yet another apologetic smile. “Miichan doesn’t handle graduations well huh?” Miichan froze upon hearing Haruna’s observations.
Kojima Haruna, the airhead that everyone took for granted, is nothing like the image that she portrayed. Yes, she might look like a dreamer, she might be out of it for a lot of times, she might even not be listening to you when you speak, but she’s a lot more depth than everyone gave her credit for. And Miichan knew that.
“Yeah,” the girl admitted, “It’s just sad when people leaves no? Be it voluntarily or not, it’s just sad when it happens,” she continued. She turned and gave a melancholy smile towards the group of Team K members’ direction. “Yuka’s graduation stage…and Tomo~mi’s graduation announcement…now original Team K has the same members left as us.”
“What if one day I graduate?” Haruna asked suddenly and Miichan choked, snapping her head towards the taller girl. “I’m saying, what if. What if one day Marichan graduates too? What if Tomochin graduates? What if even Takamina graduates? What is Miichan going to do?” Miichan made a face and shook her head, pressing her lips together and refusing to answer the question. “You know that’s possible, since you’re the youngest. We could all leave AKB before you,” Haruna pressed on, ruffling the shorter girl’s hair slightly. A tear finally rolled down Miichan’s face and she turned to Haruna, giving the taller girl a dejected pout. “Miichan’s still a baby afterall~ a crybaby,” Haruna teased as she wiped the tear away from the girl’s face.
“I’d be really lonely,” Miichan muttered, “But if there are only 2 of us left in the group, I’ll leave with the last one!” With a determined look on her face, the younger girl said and Haruna laughed.
“Baka. You can only leave after you’ve successfully walked out the 1831st metre in your path forward. Only if you’re able to do so, you can leave,” Haruna said, giving a light knock on the shorter girl’s forehead. “Untimely as the graduations might be, Yuka had already made a mark with her musical involvement. For Tomo~mi, it’s better to leave when you’re at the top no? It isn’t like you didn’t know how she hd been struggling with health problems and the whole backlash from the program…”
Miichan chuckled, “Airhead Nyannyan is really just a myth, you observe too much.”
“I do?” Haruna gave a blank look at the shorter girl and laughed. “No, it’s what everyone knows. Maybe Miichan doesn’t because Miichan’s still a baby!”
“Hey!! I’m not a baby!”
“Yes you are, little Minami!”
“I’m not little!!!!! Takamina’s little!”
“Baby Minami! Who was the one crying her eyes out at Acchan’s graduation?”
“Hey!!!!! You cried too!”
Haruna stuck out her tongue playfully at the other girl before moving nearer to Miichan and giving the girl a hug. “I thought we would stop feeling all these sense of lost, loneliness and sadness as we handle more graduations, but I was wrong,” Haruna mumbled, head resting on Miichan’s shoulders. “We only learned to be stronger and to take things in our stride. And also, we learned that every moment in AKB should not be taken for granted. I believe the other members realized that too. 6.5 years the Team K members had been together, it might be sad, but…if this is the path that the members had to take, the rest would be behind them.”
“Yeah, like how we’ll always be behind Acchan,” Miichan muttered. “I guess we’ll all learn a way to deal with the emptiness, the loneliness.”
“It isn’t going to get any easier, little Minami. But you’ll get the hang of it,” Haruna teased, laughing as Miichan struggled against the embrace slightly in protest.
“Not little Minami!!!” Miichan complained, pulling away from the taller girl.
“And even if we do graduate before you,” Haruna continued, smiling at Miichan.
“We’ll always be there for you. Because you’re little Minami!”
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I’ve always wanted to write something about Miichan as center for a oneshot. Although what I planned to write when I first opened the word document an hour ago is different from the end product…I guess I’m rather okay with this piece. I would want to revisit the idea of the Miichan-center piece that I had in mind when I have the time. But I’m not sure if I would still write it because the 1st half of this piece is written with that idea in mind. Oh wells.
I want to do a few more graduation pieces though.
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@TakaminaBG: Thanks for reading.
@Tanchan: ...~ You'll see who Takamina is in the next few updates I guess? ^^
@bimbo: Thanks for reading.
@O r i g a m i: ^^ Thanks
@vPANDAv: Strictly focus on atsumina for most parts I guess. I've no intention of bringing anyone else in basically cus I want to complete this piece in ~4 updates.
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aww yeah haruna.. you are right...
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These lines were great
so real!
:lol:
“Hey!! I’m not a baby!”
“Yes you are, little Minami!”
“I’m not little!!!!! Takamina’s little!”
“Baby Minami! Who was the one crying her eyes out at Acchan’s graduation?”
“Hey!!!!! You cried too!”
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“H-How’s life?” Sayaka stammered before a sheepish look painted her sharp features.
Seated opposite of her fellow DiVA member, Yuka laughed. “Still back in social skills even after 7 years…” she teased as the older girl gave a shy smile. “Life’s slow. Much slower than when I’m in AKB anyway, but I’m coping,” she reassured, giving Sayaka a smile. The other girl nodded, picking out a piece of meat from the hotpot.
The pair sat in silent, enjoying the warm atmosphere during dinner before Sayaka broke the stillness. “You know…we’re gonna have a get-together on Christmas Eve,” she started. Yuka raised an eyebrow in surprise but kept quiet and waited for Sayaka to continue. “And I want to invite you over. We’re gonna have it at Mee-tan’s place this year, can you make it?”
Yuka pondered for a moment; these gatherings, unmistakably old Team K get-togethers, usually invite everyone –graduated or still in the team—and no one gets leave behind, like how Team K is…but she felt awkward to join. It’s too soon, she felt, after she had the scandal and had to leave the group because of it. She didn’t know how to face everyone…
Sayaka seemed to have caught the unsure vibes and reached over, holding Yuka’s hand and giving it an encouraging squeeze. “Don’t worry,” she whispered. “We never judged you for that, nor will we start to do so on Christmas Eve. Everyone is worried for you and you know how Team K is…we’ll never leave anyone behind. We’re a family,” Sayaka reassured, giving the other girl a smile.
“Join us?” Throwing the final decision back to Yuka, Sayaka broke the eye contact with the younger girl and smiled as she scooped up more soup from the hotpot. “Ah~~~nothing beats hotpot on a cold Winter night,” she muttered happily, “And of course with a good company~~” she added, lifting her head with a mouth full of veggies and casted Yuka a blissful look.
“What time is the gathering?” Yuka asked, a shiny glint sparkled in Sayaka’s eyes. Holding up her fingers, ‘6’ it showed. Yuka nodded, lowering her head and spooned a mouthful of rice into her mouth.
“I’ll be there.”
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Asked in this (http://wen48.tumblr.com/post/38066551105/name-me-one-pairing-that-you-want-to-see-me-write) post on my tumblr, I will write, hopefully all the pairings named — Kasae, KasaiRie, SayaYuka, Atsumina, SaeYuki, RenAirin, wMinami — but I’m not sure if I could complete them for XMas. Borderline weird that Kojiyuu didn’t made the list (the person who requested that wrote more than one pairing) but I’m excited for all these pairings that I hardly wrote.
Happy Holidays to my readers. ^^
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of course yuutan we are family :B
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Original Team K surely has their bond right.
*looking at the list of pairing.
Can you add tomotomo as well?? Pwety pwease??? :bow: :bow: :bow:
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wuhuu~~ team K ! greats fic! thanks :bow:
yeayy for saeyuki and kasae~~ XD
can't wait~~ update soon! ^-^
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;;Gifts of X’Mas - Takahashi Minami & Minegishi Minami
“Hi best friend,” Miichan smiled as she greeted the midget manager, taking a seat beside the shorter girl. “What’s with the sulky face?” she asked as she leaned her head on the other girl’s shoulder. “Say…any plans for Christmas?” not giving Takamina a chance to reply, Miichan popped yet another question.
Takamina shook her head, “That’s why the sulky face. Acchan’s too busy with work for any Christmas plans,” she muttered her reply, heaving a disappointed sigh.
Miichan beamed a smile, “You’re lucky you have me!” Whipping out her cell-phone and punching some keys later, the younger girl looked at the curious midget and laughed. “Booked a table for Christmas Eve! Double Minami date!”
Takamina chortled, “Thanks Miichan. I appreciate it!”
The younger girl laughed along, dismissing the thanks with a wave of her hand and headed towards the door. Just as Miichan wanted to say her goodbyes, the shorter girl’s attention was transferred to her phone – the exclusive ringtone that Takamina used for Acchan’s calls – and with an apologetic look, the younger girl closed the door behind her without another word.
“One day,” Miichan thought, raising a hand to wipe away the tears that were rolling down her cheeks even though she did her best to keep them in, “One day, I’ll be the one with you, the one who would push away all the work just to spend Christmas with you…”
“One day…”
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Promised posts: SayaYuka, Kasae, KasaiRie, SayaYuka, Atsumina, SaeYuki, RenAirin, wMinami.
I doubt I can finish it in time though ;~;///
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@stv_wong: sorry ;~;// i dont even think i can finish this list much less adding another pairing tbh. ;~;//
@fuu_kuu: I sense a saeyuki fan~ wahaha...I hope I can get to that pairing soon. ^^//
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nyahaha XD am i that 'stinks' ? XD it's allright~ ^-^ take your time.. but not too long i hope :grin: thanks! :bow:
btw, nice takamii ~ XDb
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;;Gifts of X’Mas - Kasai Tomomi & Miyazawa Sae
Kasai Tomomi sat on the comfy armchair in front of the Christmas tree, lighted with pretty bulbs and ornaments, bringing a mug of hot chocolate close to her face and smiled a small grin. “Merry Christmas,” she whispered to herself and took a sip of the warm thick drink.
Rejecting the invite for dinner, Tomomi headed home after work; she didn’t want to be a wet blanket at the meet-up, knowing that she would be the only one without a partner at the gathering. It was her first Christmas without Sae by her side – the girl couldn’t make it back to Tokyo in time, being tied down with work in SHN48 – since they got together three years ago…
Just as the thought of sending a mail to Sae crossed her mind, the cell-phone rang.
“Merry Christmas!” A breathless voice greeted the girl from the other end of the cell-phone and a smile painted Tomomi’s face.
“Merry Christmas, Sae-chan,” she greeted back, the joy evident in her voice. “Is your work all over now? You didn’t pick up your phone since the afternoon,” Tomomi whined to her girlfriend a couple of hundred miles away. “You’ve been so busy these few days that I think you’re cheating on me in Shanghai!!”
Sae ruffled her hair in apology – an image that Tomomi imagined which was exactly what Sae was doing —, “I’m sorry, I was really busy with activities for Christmas,” she apologized to her girlfriend. “As soon as I could get away, I called you…luckily it’s just 10~” she mumbled.
Tomomi felt a tinge of guiltiness, knowing that her girlfriend must have been blaming herself. “It’s 11 in Tokyo, baka,” Tomomi teased, “I’m glad you called. Really. It’s enough.”
“It is?”
Realising the voice came from behind her instead of the cell-phone, Tomomi snapped her head up in surprise and there she was. Miyazawa Sae, face covered in a thin layer of sweat, luggage left near the doorway and very much, in person right before Tomomi’s eyes. “Merry Christmas, Tomomi,” Sae whispered, taking a few steps closer to her girlfriend and gently wiping away the tears that were threatening to fall from the sides of her eyes. “I rushed back here. I couldn’t spend a Christmas without you by my side. We cramped all my commitments into the few days before Christmas so I could have tomorrow and the day after off…just for you.”
Tomomi sobbed quietly in Sae’s arms; she didn’t thought that Sae would do something this crazy for her, to fly back just to spend the holidays with her. “Thank you…Thank you,” she mumbled on Sae’s neck, tightening her arms around the other girl’s waist.
“Merry Christmas, Sae.”
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;Gifts of X’Mas - Takahashi Minami & Minegishi Minami
“I’m going to bring you everywhere I go,” Takamina muttered, cradling the younger girl in her arms as the pair sat in front of the TV, watching the replay of the variety show that the couple recorded a few weeks ago.
Miichan chuckled slightly, pulling the shorter girl’s arms tighter around herself then let out a melancholy sigh. “Who says I’ll go everywhere with you?” she questioned, a smile slowly painting across her face as the girl behind let out a soft yell in protest. “Selfish Minami.”
“Hmm? Did you mean yourself?”
“Baka Minami!”
“…That’s you too!”
“Short Minami!”
A smirk spread across Miichan’s face as she retorted, watching as Takamina grew speechless with a rebuttal. “Hey hey! No personal attacks!” the shorter Minami protested, lowering her head slightly and gave a nip on Miichan’s sensitive ear. The younger girl gave a yelp of surprise and Takamina chuckled. “It doesn’t matter if it’s a no-man island, or Japan, or anywhere in the world. If there’s Miichan, that’s enough for me,” Takamina mumbled, head resting on the younger girl’s trusty shoulder. “I’m sorry for being selfish, and I hope you’ll accept this selfishness, because that’s what I believe…”
Miichan smiled, turning her head slightly and planting a gentle kiss on Takamina’s cheek. “Anywhere with Takamina, is the place for me,” she whispered, turning her body slightly and now side-hugging the shorter girl. The pair sat in silence, simply enjoying each other’s company…
Ding!
Striking 12, the clock chimed.
“Merry Christmas Takamina,” Miichan whispered, looking at the girl beside her. A warm feeling spread itself throughout her body; Miichan didn’t know if Takamina knew, but she is thankful for the shorter Minami, just simply by being there with her, comforting her through difficult times, teasing her to ease the tense feelings within her, or even the subtle little actions that the older girl would do just to let her know that she’s always there.
“Merry Christmas too, Miichan,” Takamina replied, giving a mega-watt smile at the girlfriend. “Thank you,” she added quietly, snaking her arms around the younger girl and bringing her into her embrace.
“For everything. Merry Christmas Miichan. I love you.”
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There was two requests for wMinami and because the 1st one was too depressing, here’s a cuter one ;~;//
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@O r i g a m i: Oh you're on tumblr too? Hahaha~
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Even though I'm a huge Atsumina shipper, I'm fine with Takamina x Anybody LOL :hee:
And this is so cute! Seriously! :luvluv1:
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AU: KasaiRie – Kasai Tomomi & Kitahara Rie
Kitahara Rie and Kasai Tomomi are miles apart when it comes to…well, when it comes to almost everything. Minus the fact that they are classmates, they are miles apart when it comes to popularity, looks, family status and grades. Well, while Tomomi has the upper hand for the first 3, Rie topping the school in almost all the subjects put her in not as bad a limelight as Tomomi when you compared them both.
But honestly, no one really cares about grades when you compare it with popularity in high school – basically that means, Rie is the unpopular nerd while Tomomi is the center of the popular clique in school. However, that didn’t stop Rie from falling in love with the slightly younger girl.
But, that definitely stopped her from confessing her feelings for the other girl.
“Rie-chan~~~” the sweet voice, which Rie believes would cause diabetes if she continues to hear it for the rest of her life, not that she really minds, rings out from behind the girl. Before she could turn around, a body rests itself snuggly against hers. “Can I spend the night at your place?”
Turning around, Rie heaved a sigh. “My dear princess, you’ve your huge room to go back to, the majestic looking bed waiting for you…why are you even trying to come squeeze with me on my small bed?” She asked, making a face when she sees the other girl pouts. Pushing away the clingy arms from her arm, Rie walks towards the door, silently hoping that Tomomi would take the hint and not follow her. Her wish is short-lived when the arms that she just ‘detached’ from her arm came attached onto hers again.
“But Tomo wants to spend the night at Rie-chan’s place,” Tomomi whines, throwing in a look that Rie swears, resembles a bullied puppy, hoping the older girl would change her mind.
Oh wait, did I forget to mention that despite being worlds apart, the pair is best friends? People don’t really get it – why would someone like Tomomi hang out with someone like Rie? Some reckons that the younger girl wants to make use to Rie to improve her grades while some supposes that Rie probably duped Tomomi somehow though no one really dares to make any comment about the pair in front of any out of sheer fear for Tomomi.
Hand in hand, the pair walks out of the campus, in the direction towards Rie’s place. She could never deny the other girl anything she wanted simply because Rie is a M in her heart. No, I meant simply because Rie loves her too much. The questioning looks throw in her direction when they exited the campus and the jealous glares from the other girls…Well, Rie is very much aware of the gossips behind her back but she couldn’t be bothered enough to give any fucks about it simply because…why would she even jeopardize anything that could take Tomomi away from her?
“School’s out for tomorrow, so I can sleep till late afternoon at Rie-chan’s place~” Tomomi said dreamily and Rie raises a questioning eyebrow. “Did you not know what day it’s tomorrow?” the younger girl stared at Rie with a bewildered look and laughs when the other girl shakes her head. “Christmas!! Baka Rie-chan. It’s Christmas tomorrow!!!”
Rie gasps, “WHAT?! It’s already Christmas?” Tomomi chuckles at the panicky look on the other girl’s face. “OhshitIhaven’tprepareapresentforTomomi…”
“What did you say?” Tomomi asks, unable to catch what Rie spoke in hurry earlier. The other girl shakes her head as she unlocks the door, pushing the younger girl in first.
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One of Rie’s favorite pastimes whenever Tomomi sleeps over would be staring at Tomomi’s calm yet beautiful face while she sleeps. Of course, she never let the younger girl knows – that’s such a perverted act that even Rie judges herself for enjoying it. But tonight, Rie heaves a desperate sigh, pulling herself away from the bed and silently creeping towards the door. “Brrrr,” the cold night breeze caresses her face once she opens the door and pulling her sweater higher, Rie steps out.
She knows just the right present for Tomomi. She just hopes that the shop would still be open by the time she runs there. It’s a shop near home, stealing a glance at her watch – 9:50 – Rie prays that she would make it there before 10. Biting her lips, Rie breaks into a sprint.
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“Where did you go~~?” the same whiney voice greets Rie once she opens the door. “I woke up and Rie-chan isn’t around,” Tomomi complains, pouting as she stands at the doorway, hands on her waist in mock anger. “I thought you’re not going to make it back in time for Christmas!”
Rie gasps, looking at her watch and eyes widen in shock. 11:50 it reads. “Sorry,” the older girl mutters guiltily, walking into her in apartment and dropping her body onto the couch. Fact is, Rie made it in time to the shop and spent a long while there picking the wrapping paper and Christmas card, then heading to the café opposite her place to write the Christmas card. Time flew by and the girl didn’t realize that while she was going through her countless drafts, she spent nearly an hour before she scribbled something decent onto the card.
“Present!” a box thrusts in front of Rie’s face, breaking her train of thoughts. “Merry Christmas Rie-chan!”
“I’ve a present for you too!” Rie’s fingers curled around the cutely wrapped box and a hand swops down to stop her.
Puzzled, the older girl looks at Tomomi whom, Rie discovers, is blushing slightly. “R-read my Christmas ca-card first,” she stammered slightly before running into Rie’s bedroom and closing the door behind her.
“W-what? What’s happening? Am I locked out of my room?” Rie pouts, listening as the lock on the bedroom door clicks. Silently cursing that she shouldn’t have had saved up the money for getting a heater in the living room, Rie pulls her sweater higher, hoping that the night would take it easy on her in terms of the weather. Taking up the present from the younger girl once again, Rie removes the pink ribbon off it while taking up the card that accompanies the gift.
A simple yet delicately beautiful glass mistletoe sits calmly in the box. Red frosted glass beads symbolizing the berries, green frosted glass makes up the leaves while white frosted beds hangs underneath making up the real mistletoe. Rie took a sharp intake of breath and marvels at the sheer intricate details that make up the ornament…
Rie-chan!
Merry Christmas! I hope you liked the ornament. I made it! It took a while, and a lot of failures, but I hope this final product is good enough a present for you! …you know what mistletoe is for right? (///v///) I love you~ Merry Christmas! –Tomo-mi
Rie blinks. And blinks again. W-what is happening? What is that that she just read? She gulps down a mouthful of saliva and feels her face slowly turning hot. “You know what mistletoe is for right?” echoes in her head and she blushes.
Safe to say the next morning, Tomomi wakes up with a gentle kiss on her lips and with a sheepish grin is Rie, with her hand holding the mistletoe above Tomomi’s sleeping face.
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I don’t what happen for this length and such a random AU fic. -_- Half the time I was like, dafuq am I writing? But oh wells…Happy Xmas (:
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The leftover fics from Xmas - RenAirin, SaeYuki, AtsuMina would probably be smut so I won't be posting them in this thread.
Happy New Year my readers (:
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;;You and Only Yuu
I’m demanding a break-up (∵) – Acchan
(-∀-`)！- Yuuchan
(∵) – Acchan
WHY!? – Yuuchan
What did I do? o(╥﹏╥)o – Yuuchan
Nothing. – Acchan
(-∀-`)?! – Yuuchan
That’s the problem! – Acchan
(-∀-)???????? – Yuuchan
Your kaomoji is ugly (∵) – Acchan
…That’s coming from someone who’s kaomoji is (∵).I felt insulted (-∀-)– Yuuchan
I’m demanding a break-up ヽ(ｏ`皿′ｏ)ﾉ– Acchan
You’re not making sense… - Yuuchan
And you’re not concerned enough when it comes to me! – Acchan
What has anything got to do with that? AND WHY IS IT ME NOT BEING CONCERNED ENOUGH?! (-∀-)– Yuuchan
I don’t know (∵) – Acchan
(-∀-`)? – Yuuchan
I miss you – Acchan
I miss you more – Yuuchan
You hang out with Takamina too much – Acchan
You hanged out with Takamina more – Yuuchan
(∵) – Acchan
Was that why you’re demanding for a break-up? – Yuuchan
Was what why? (∵) – Acchan
PAY ATTENTION TO THE MAILS ACCHAN! – Yuuchan
Why are you screaming at me? ╥﹏╥ – Acchan
Sorry…– Yuuchan
A giggle escaped Acchan’s lips as the latest mail from Yuko popped up on her cell-phone screen, earning her a dirty glare from the girl beside her. “Was that why you’re demanding the break-up?” Yuko questioned, scooting closer to the other girl and leaning on the younger girl’s shoulder with a look of content.
Acchan chuckled, “Was what why?”
“Are we going to end up repeating what was exchanged in the mails again?” Sitting straight and side-eyeing the other girl, Yuko asked.
“Maybe,” Acchan teased, this time leaning on Yuko’s shoulder. “I’m just a little jealous,” she continued in a quiet voice. “Jealous of the time you get to spend with everyone else.”
Yuko made a face; she knew that ever since the younger girl graduated, the dip in the time they got to spend with each other took a huge plunge, and that not only bothered her but had also made Acchan very insecure about their relationship. Yuko understood the fears that Acchan had; to be in such a big group of girls nearly 24/7, even if she wasn’t interested, there’re bound to be other members, if not juniors, who will throw themselves at her. Just because she’s now the one in the limelight.
Turning around to face Acchan, Yuko cupped her face; the face that fronted almost all of AKB48’s singles till now, the face that the whole of Japan recognizes, and the face that’s now carrying an expression that Yuko knew only she had the honor of looking at…
“I love you and only you. There’s no need for you to be jealous because…” Yuko paused, leaning forward and capturing the sweet lips that she was all so familiar with. Acchan closed her eyes, savoring the taste that she loves and before it could get any deeper, the shorter girl pulled away.
“Because I only belong to you.”
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wooo so good ff
thanks!!!
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I stopped posting here for a bit, but I guess I'll post some of my writings here again ;A;))))o
Random musings:
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“Hey!” Yuko raised an eyebrow and turned slightly towards the call on her right. “You want to share the taxi?” A girl, slightly shorter than herself asked, gesturing to the taxi in front of her. “I don’t think taxis come around much at this time, and it seemed like you need one with the amount of baggage you have,” she added, topping it with a sheepish smile.
Yuko knew better than to share a taxi with a stranger but that goofy grin, the girl’s (lack of) height, and that sincere offer of help got better of her and she nodded. The other girl hopped over and slung one of the bags over her shoulder, stumbling slightly at the weight and made a face. “Why are you even bringing so much stuffs?” she mumbled as Yuko hid a giggle, watching the smaller girl trying to help despite her lack of strength.
“Thank you,” beaming a smile at the other girl, Yuko said when they were finally in the taxi.
“We’ll go to your place first I guess? You probably need help bringing everything up,” the other girl said. Yuko gave a sheepish smile of her own as she told the driver her address, much to the surprise of the other girl.
“We’re staying at the same building!” she exclaimed. “I’m Takahashi Minami.”
“Really?” Yuko laughed, equally amazed. “And I’m Oshima Yuko.”
“I guess we’ll be seeing each other a lot then…”
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02)
“Still busy?” Sayanee mumbled, hugging the other girl from behind. The distracted girl nodded, spinning her chair around and pulling the younger girl down onto her lap. Nuzzling her face against Sayanee’s neck, Yui whined which in turn made Sayanee let out a hearty laughter. “God, if your members know how much you whine, they would lose all respect for you as captain,” Sayanee teased, raising the older girl’s face slightly and giving her a gentle peck on the lips.
“It’s because of them that I’m putting in extra time and losing all these precious hours I’ve with you,” Yui complained, chin resting on Sayanee’s shoulder. “Seriously though, the amount of stuffs we’ve to do as a captain…Man, I’ve never knew it will be this tough to lead.”
“Why do you think I always head home after team dinner, skipping out on all those karaoke sessions after?” Sayanee said, arms tightening around her girlfriend’s waist. “But you know, it’s rewarding. It’s very rewarding when your members appreciate you, or when they are strong enough to go forth in their solo activities…it’s a really great feeling when you see them grow-” A soft snore interrupted Sayanee and the girl laughed. Standing up and carrying her girlfriend, the younger girl laid Yui on the bed and covered the blanket over her before tucking herself in as well.
“Sleep well, my dear captain…you deserve this rest.”
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03)
“Ooof!” Yuko felt air got knocked out of herself when someone bumped into her.
“ごめんなさい!” the person facing the short girl said, “Ah! I’m sorry!” she added, correcting herself.
“Japanese?” Yuko asked. The taller girl, somewhat shocked that Yuko spoke in a language that she’s more comfortable in, nodded. “Me too!” the shorter girl yelled. “Say, can you help me?”
The taller girl gave a confused look, “How?”
“Well,” Yuko said, hand rubbing the back of her head embarrassedly, “I’m lost and-”
“You’re lost? I’m Kojima Haruna,” the taller girl giggled.
“No!! I mean, I’m lost here…Ah~ I’m Oshima Yuko. Nice to meet you?” Yuko laughed, though somewhat worried, “I need to make my way to the airport for my flight back to Japan…Can you help me?”
Haruna smiled, pointing to the luggage she was pulling behind her. “I’m headed to the airport too,” she said. Pointing to the road in front of them, “I’ve got a taxi. I guess we could share that…”
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“Hey!”
Haruna looked up from her handheld game console and a look of surprise painted her features. “Stalker?”
A sheepish look painted the other girl’s face as she settled herself into the seat beside Haruna. Showing her ticket to the taller girl, “We’re seat-mates,” she said, eyes twinkling with excitement.
“Oh wow, we sure are,” Haruna mumbled, comparing her ticket stub with Yuko’s. “Well, better you than a random weird old man I guess,” she said, a look of amuse on her face.
“Well, my friends always say I’m like an old man though…” Yuko thought silently to herself. It’s going to be a fun ride back to Japan…
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a) Imagine your OTP brewing coffee for each other and knowing just how much sugar to put in for the other person.
“Hey.”
“Hey you too.”
“Good morning.”
“Good morning sleepyhead,” Takamina smiled, patting the head of the girl in front of her, pulling the girl’s scarf tighter together and leaning forward to plant a gentle kiss on that girl’s lips. “Did you stay up late and play with your cats again?” The question came out a little too harsh than how Takamina had planned to, and a frown immediately painted the girl’s expression, lips slightly pouting. “I’m sorry,” Takamina started, “I didn’t meant for it to sound harsh. I’m just concerned.”
“Nothing that a cup of coffee can’t cure though,” Acchan replied, pulling the shorter girl into the café. “My usual,” she whispered, eyes sparkling with excitement as Takamina shook her head, heading behind the counter.
“Nothing that food can’t cure you mean,” Takamina teased as her hands skillfully manned the espresso machine; bring forth a cup of rich-smelling Americano for the girl, now seated across the counter. Bringing up a jar of sugar, slashed in the cupboard beneath the machine, Takamina threw what seemed like a cube in. “Specially for my dear Maeda Atsuko, Americano with just 1/3 of a cube of sugar,” Takamina declared.
Acchan giggled, looking at the jar of sugar that was resting just beside her. “You would keep a special jar of sugar that’s all 1/3 of a cube.”
“I would keep a special jar of anything that you want, just so my dear Acchan gets her food right,” Takamina grinned, giving the girl yet another pat on her head.
And yes, this is how spoilt and pampered a certain Maeda Atsuko can be, when she’s with a certain Takahashi Minami.
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b) Imagine Person A of your OTP has a bad habit of wrapping their legs around the legs of whomever they may cuddle with in bed, but Person B doesn’t mind it at all, and wraps their legs around Person A’s as well.
Oshima Yuko loves it when she sleeps alongside a certain Kojima Haruna.
Sleeping is one of the few rare occasions when Haruna would be the Haruna that’s not tsundere, the Haruna that’s the most truthful. While the younger girl might be shorter when they were standing, this definitely didn’t stop Haruna from tangling their legs together whenever the pair sleeps together.
Yes, the tsundere Kojima Haruna has this habit of wrapping her legs around Yuko’s whenever they sleep alongside each other, and the squirrel-like girl had observed this for a while, coming to a conclusion that Haruna only does it, if it was Yuko beside her. They had went on trips with the other members, sleeping together on futons after a whole day of filming, but Haruna never tangled her legs with the other members if Yuko didn’t happen to sleep beside her. It was a special only-for-Yuko treatment, whether the sleeping girl realized it or not.
And you know something, Yuko was definitely not complaining.
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c) Imagine your OTP laying on the hood of a car and watching stars.
“I’ve always wanted to do this,” Mariko sighed, hand holding tight to the other girl’s as they both lay on the hood of the older girl’s car. “With you.”
The other girl nodded, scooting closer to Mariko, “That one there,” she said suddenly, hand stretching out, one eye shut for exact precision, pointing at one of the many stars in the dark sky, “That one there, is the Marichan in AKB48,” she whispered. “Bright, and always leading the rest. Flickering dim whenever she knows someone can be up for the job, but never die out because she knows she’s needed, and when there’s a need, shimmered the brightest to lead everyone out of the darkness.”
Mariko felt a smile slowly creeping up on her face as the girl beside made the analogy. “Ah~ since when did Nyaro become such a philosopher?” she teased, turning to face her girlfriend and nudging her cheek with her nose. The pair laughed a loud, crisp laughter in the night, hands tightly in each other’s and appreciating the silence of nature around them for a moment. “You know, I’m glad I left the group. Because then, I could do this with you,” Mariko whispered, planting a kiss on the younger girl’s cheek.
“But I’m still in the group,” Haruna whined, much to Mariko’s amusement.
“Graduate then!”
“Mari-chan!”
“I can feed you!”
“…”
“I’m serious! Ricori’s going well, I’ve outside jobs…I earn more than enough for the both of us!”
“Mari-chan!!!”
;A;))o
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c) Imagine your OTP laying on the hood of a car and watching stars.
Kyaaahhh!!!!!
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b!!!! :wub: :inlove: :inlove: thank you so much for some kojiyuu there :lol: :thumbsup :inlove: :inlove:
hoping for more kojiyuu :heart: :heart:
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At first when I saw this I went, whoa... Wen got another OS? And it turned out to be the same one with the one you've posted on tumblr :nervous
Nevertheless, seeing your OSs always put me on a good mood, so I hope you'll writing more again soon.
And the one in Chinese, I understand very... very... little, even though I am one myself. *sighs* Needs to go and learn the language again... :banghead:
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I love yer OS's~
Hope ya won't stop anytime soon~
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ohhh man, Atsumina makes my heart swoon :luvluv2: I bet Minami would really keep things that Atsuko likes in a jar or box :P
really cute and romantic, just what I needed to have before heading to hell X3 and by hell, I mean school lol
I hope you can write more about Atsumina, update soon :kneelbow:
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thank you for reading and commenting! 'A'))o
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;;selfies with you
For just one day, she will be an AKB48 member again, and for just one day, she can be with her for the whole day again. Jurina sighed, unsure about the mixed feelings within herself. The younger girl knew that she was just being demanding, wanting her to come back to the group, just so they could spend more time together…But she knew that would be impossible. Well, she should be contented for the nights that she got to spend in Tokyo due to work, staying overnight at her girlfriend’s place and enjoy the sweet, and sometimes aggressively exciting hours. Watching the taller girl whizzed around the other members, seeing that everyone’s glad that the eldest was back again, even if it’s just for a day, Jurina sighed even louder.
“And this is you, going around the other members while I’m…” Jurina mumbled, switching to the front camera of the phone, “All alone here,” topping with a sad puppy look. Throwing in a few more selfies, Jurina smiled, pleased with herself as she set the phone down and gestured to Tomu who was nearby. “To~mu-chan~! Let’s take some selfies together too!” she said, as the other girl sat beside her.
Tomu felt her eyelid twitched, looking at the phone in Jurina’s hand, “Are you sure about using this phone to take selfies with…?”
Jurina let out a hearty laughter, “Yes, of course I am,” she answered, throwing an irritated look towards the taller girl’s direction. “Someone’s busy with the other lolis you see…
Tomu heaved a sigh; she knew better than to go in between the couple’s possible fight and threw an SOS signal towards the 12th gen direction hoping someone would save her before the first selfie could be taken. “Tomu~~~~!!! Why are you with another girl again?!” Tanochan yelled from the other end of the room and with a blink of an eye, right next to the duo already. “Hi Jurina, mind if I take Tomu back?” and before Jurina could reply, Tomu was whisked out of the seat beside and arm in arm with the other girl, walking back to the 12th gen circle. “You owe me one…,” Tanochan mumbled. “I risked my life to grab you away from Jurina…”
Relatively frustrated that her plan failed and determined to find another member to help her, Jurina looked around the room, eyes narrowing on a fellow Team K member. Before she could call out, the phone was lifted out of her hands and replaced with a smiley face that Jurina’s all too familiar with. A pout found its way quickly onto Jurina’s face and Mariko laughed, swooping down quickly then planting a firm kiss on the younger girl’s lips. Flushed red, Jurina whined as she pushed the older girl away. “What are you doing here? I thought you’re busy catching up with the other members?” Jurina asked, “And catching up with the other lolis,” she added softly.
“Ah…is my Jurina being jealous?” Mariko teased, sitting herself beside the younger girl. “I thought someone was having fun with Tomuchan too?” Jurina raised an eyebrow, surprised that the taller girl actually noticed. “What? You think I wasn’t paying attention to a sad puppy sitting at the corner of the room, sulking to herself?” Mariko asked, this time an arm sneaking itself around Jurina’s waist and pulling the girl closer to herself.
“My eyes are always on you, whether you know it or not. And my heart, is always with you and only you…” Mariko mumbled, taking her phone up and snapping a selfie with the girl she loves the most…
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;;playfully wet
“Sayaka!!! It’s all your fault we are drenched now. Stop hogging the umbrella!” Sae yelled on top of the loud rain before jerking the umbrella closer to her side.
The other girl gave a shout of protest, “Well, if you had let me hold the umbrella my way, we wouldn’t be drenched!” Sayaka argued, nudging the younger girl and pulling the umbrella closer to herself.
“Akimoto Sayaka!!!! I swear if you hog the umbrella again, I’m going to br-OOOOF!!!!” Before Sae could finish her sentence, she tripped and while trying to save herself, pulled the other girl with her down into a puddle of water.
“MIYAZAWA SAE!!!” Sayaka yelled, body now totally wet from falling into the puddle. Sae giggled at Sayaka’s messed up outfit and hair, especially the hair, Sae thought. The long hair that stuck to the sides of her face and that accidental center-parting hairstyle totally tickled the younger girl as she burst into a loud laughter.
Playfully flicking water towards her girlfriend, Sae found herself a one-way ticket into a full-fledged water fight, right in the middle of the walkway towards home. It was lucky for the both of them that there weren’t any people along the pathway seeing the heavy rain but not so lucky now that they are both soaked head to heels. Pausing a while to catch her breathe, Sae burst into laughter again looking at her girlfriend’s disheveled look. “What are you laughing at?” Sayaka asked, looking obviously offended.
“You!” Sae replied, flicking water at her girlfriend before swiftly getting up and running away from the crime scene. Sayaka blinked the water away from her eyes, and watched as her girlfriend ran towards their apartment.
“Seriously, what are we? 5-year-olds?” Sayaka mumbled, a smile forming on her face as she got up and chased her girlfriend all the way home.
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;;fuck and forgets
“Oh shit, I’m late!” Takamina yelled as her eyes jolted open, scrambling her way down the bed and characteristically tripping over the blankets, giving the floor a morning kiss instead of the girl beside her. Disturbed by the loud groan of pain, Atsuko plopped herself up on her elbows and looked amused at her girlfriend’s bare ass as she struggled to untangle herself from the sheets.
“Isn’t it a little too early for you to be awake?” Atsuko asked, muffling a yawn behind her hands.
Takamina looked at her girlfriend as she stood up, leaning over to give her the morning kiss before shaking her head. “I’m late. I’ve a meeting at 11 with Team A about the new setlist,” she explained while quickly throwing some outfits onto the bed, hoping to assemble something that looked decent. “Urghs, now I have to shower within 5 minutes,” she muttered.
“Taka~mina,” Atsuko called, just as her arms tightened themselves around the busy girl, stopping the older girl in her antics. Putting the girl’s phone in front of her, Atsuko punched a few keys and a message popped up.
Meeting’s postponed to 6PM ‘cause Ryoka and Juri both have last minute stuffs cropping up in school. Sorry! – Yui
“She texted you last night you know,” Atsuko droned, head now resting on her girlfriend’s shoulder. “I didn’t know you’ve such a short term memory,” she mumbled, lips dangerously close to the shorter girl’s ear, “I didn’t know you’re someone who kiss and forget…or rather, fucked and forgot…”