Uhm....it's better late than never
just wanna try saying it here
Sooo, douzo
And, gah!
, almost forgot, thanks to Kei-chan for proof-reading this one as well
FILE#13:Reading’s from Hell?--
This year I have finally become an adult, but I don’t feel any different at all. It was as if I hadn’t changed. It’s still the same old me, the cute fashionable girl. Though I suppose I better act according to my age now. Not because people will expect me to be but because of something else. Something in the atmosphere that surrounds me, something along the lines of ‘cause I’m already twenty’. Coming of age sucks…However I guess I am now legal to do some exciting things I wasn’t able to such as legally drink. All the perks of being an adult that is.
As the year hits 2011, my family and I decided to visit a shrine to get our reading for the year. I was extremely happy when I read that I’ve got excellent luck this year. I was also brimming with happiness when I received my daily horoscope reading. It said that I’ll probably meet the person today who will fill the hole in my heart, wearing a black and white woolly winter hat. I smiled excitedly just thinking about it. So I decided to test my luck and giddily went to Shibuya to shop in hopes of meeting the person described by my horoscope.
By the time I finished shopping at the third store I was starting to become irritated. Carrying just two shopping bags I began to swing them in frustration. There was still no sign of the man I destined to meet today. What made it worse was the fact it was already nearing five in the afternoon. The weather wasn’t helping me either since it looks like it was about to snow again. The only good thing that has happened today was that I was smart enough to wear my warm clothes before going out. I have finally decided that horoscopes and all that mambo-jumbo what-not aren’t really that true and accurate at all.
“To-mo-chin...!”
“Kyah!!!”
I yelped girlishly when a body was suddenly attached closely against me from behind, enveloping me into hug. I was about to elbow the person and stomp on their feet when I found myself being turned around like a ragdoll. The blood rushing to my head giving me a slight head spin.
“Thanks God, it was only you.” I sighed in relief, like a total relief. I gently rested my head on her shoulder, earning a comforting pat on my back as she hugged me again. I know it’s not really a good idea for a top idol like me to wander alone in places like this, but I just can’t help it. I want to feel like a normal person once in a while despite knowing the risks of it. Though I’m really thankful it’s not some crazed wotas or stalkers who grabbed me.
“Yup, it’s only me and here. Happy Birthday!” She pulled back from the hug and handed my present to me.
“Really? Wow, thanks.”
“I bought myself one as well, but in a different color. I was thinking it would look cute if we have matching bags.” I smiled happily when I opened the gift. It’s really cute however still an aura of maturity and perplexity to it. I love it. She really knows what to give me.
“You don’t have to buy me this, y’know?” I said after securing my present in one of my shopping bags.
“Well yeah, seeing you’ve already shopped and all.” As she eyed the shopping bags I was holding a light chuckle escaped from my mouth.
“It was actually for you guys.” She smiled suddenly, donning her megawatt smile.
“But I’m not gonna give you your present today, maybe later.” I added quickly and her smile vanished, a cute pout now immerge on her face. This girl was really charming; her pouting face was screaming at me, asking me to hug her.
“Meanie…” She grumbled cutely as I laughed at her softly.
“Oh hey, it’s starting to snow again.” I sighed deliberately, catching a snowflake on the palm of my glove. She frowned while looking up at the sky as white patches started to pour down.
“I really hate the cold.” She muttered in a huff as she pulled out something in her bag. My eyes widened as big as saucers when that something turned out to be the winter hat my horoscope was talking about. I didn’t know what to say, I was too surprised and instead I just stood there and stared at it as it finally made its way on to her head, matching her outfit perfectly. I hate to admit this but the woolly winter hat really looks good on her.
“Hey, Tomochin you alright?” she asked me worriedly when she noticed I was dumbly staring between her hat and face. You can’t blame me. The person my horoscope was talking about was her, not a he, but a she, a friend of mine no less.
I was having an internal battle with myself as to how I should act. Suddenly I felt a pair of soft warm lips connected against my left cheek. Instantly snapping me out of my stupor as a blush slowly crept on my now warm cheeks.
“W-what’s that for?” I asked hesitantly as I touched the cheek that been kissed by her. She looked at me, amused by my reaction.
“I don’t know. I just suddenly have the urge to kiss you.” She smiled at me, scrunching up her nose cutely as she dusted the snow that accumulated on my shoulder. I sighed as she chuckled towards me. Shaking my head, I said.
“You’re really impossible, Atsuko.” I finally smiled and taking this as a cue she grabbed my free hand, dragging me excitedly to enter another shopping store, though she suddenly stop and pointed at a rather large billboard of me, promoting my new single Dear J.
"You can totally be seductive if you want, Tomochin." She teased one last time, accompanied by a wink and pulled me inside the store.
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The next day I woke up, it was almost noontime. I blame Atsuko for dragging me to every store she was interested in despite the downpour of snow. In addition, she kept me up late at night watching re-runs of her Dorama Q-10. I’m not saying I don’t like it, I actually enjoyed being with her and spending time with her, but maybe not the part of being forced to watch a Dorama series where your bestfriend stars on it. Don’t get me wrong, I love Acchan but I think I need a break in seeing her face on TV all the time, like every time I turn on our television. And speaking of the girl, she ended up staying over at my house and is currently sleeping soundly.
Glancing at her adorable sleeping face I decided to give her few more minutes of sleep before I wake her up and kick her out of my house. Kidding, but maybe a picture or two of her sleeping face wouldn’t hurt. Grabbing my phone on the nightstand table I aim the camera lenses at her. I smiled widely when the picture turned out cute and I pressed the save button so I could show it to her later. When I was about to put my phone back on the table it suddenly beeps, alerting me of a new mail.
It was my horoscope reading again. I growled. Reading it half-heartedly, I snorted when I finished reading it. It says, today the person who destined for me owns a red shirt that has a print in the front ‘I love you’ written in English words.
“Yeah right, like Atsuko would wear something like that.” I grumbled and throw myself back in my bed, cursing inwardly when I heard a muffled groan beside me. I momentarily forgot I was not alone in my bed. So I coax her gently to go back to sleep, however the silence in the room was quickly consumed when Astuko’s phone began to vibrate and Beginner began to play loudly.
“Tomochin, your phones ringing, it’s so noisy.” My friend whined sleepily as she grabbed the blanket over her head to block out the loud ringing of her phone.
“It’s yours not mine! Baka!!” I said disbelievingly as I playfully hit her shoulder, but to my dismay she didn’t react one bit. This girl really likes to sleep. Deciding that the caller had already waited long enough, I reached for my friend’s phone, answering the call without checking for the caller ID.
“Moshi-moshi, Atsuko’s phone desu.”
“Tomochin?” the voice from the other line said.
“Yeah?” I replied back, pulling the phone away from my ear to look at the caller ID. It’s Takamina.
“Why are you answering Acchan’s phone?” She asked me, her tone sounds like a jealous girlfriend.
“She’s still sleeping. Probably worn out from the activity we did last night.” I decided to tease the little captain for awhile. There are rumors circulating around our group that our ace and captain was more than just friends. So to prove their theory maybe I should work on it as well.
Thud.“Eh? Takahashi, you alright over there?” I asked coyly though I know for certain she fell somewhere when I suggested that Acchan and I did something last night. I smiled evilly.
“Y-yeah I’m fine. Tell Atsuko I’ll pick her up in an hour at your house.” And the line went dead just like that. So maybe the rumors weren’t rumors after all…but if Acchan and Minami are going out together, then, argh blasted horoscopes.
“Who is it?” Atsuko asked, rubbing off the sleep on her eyes.
“It’s Takamina, she said she’ll pick you up in about an hour from now.” I handed her phone back to her and she smiled, stretching languidly on my bed.
“Ah, right. I promised to meet up with her before we go to Yuko’s house later.” I looked at her confused.
“You forgot, didn’t you?” She nudged me playfully. Are we supposed to have a connivance or something in Yuko’s place later, I don’t know.
“Just be in Yuko’s house at six then you’ll know.” I chuckled and nodded my head, though something’s nagging inside me. My mind won’t let me relax till I let this out.
“Ne, Atsuko, do you own a red shirt that says ‘I love you’ in English?” I asked offhandedly, she squinted her eyes while looking at my white ceiling.
“Hmm…I don’t remember owning something like that, I’m sorry. Why are you asking anyway?” She answered after awhile, curiously looking at me as I smiled knowingly at her.
“Nothing, just asking is all.” Her cute pout made me giggle. So if Atsuko doesn’t own that red shirt, then what does it mean? Was it just a coincidence that I met her yesterday? But how can one explain the woolly winter hat my horoscope reading was talking about?
Much later that day, or early that night, I found myself sitting at Oshima Yuko’s couch. Sitting across from me was no other than the glaring Team A captain. From the evil glare in her eyes she looked liked she was throwing imaginary darts into my forehead. I bet the saying ‘if looks could kill I’m already dead a few times over and over again’ was true with what Takamina was doing right now. I sighed. Now I regretted saying what I said over the phone to her earlier.
“Oi Tomochin, did you piss Takamina off or did you insult her precious ribbon again?” Miichan whispered loudly, even Yukirin who was at the fridge that was about to get some drinks stopped momentarily to look at us intriguingly then at the pissed off girl. I sighed again and flicked the loud-mouth girl’s forehead.
“Ow! Why did you do that? Now my foreheads stinging.” She pouted, rubbing her forehead as she looked at me with her exaggerated teary-eyed face.
“For being nosy…” I answered back, glancing at the kitchen to where Haruna was messing up Rena’s cooking. She was insisting in helping the girl cook and Rena being polite to her senpai just nodded without choice.
“We’re back…” Yuko grinned widely at the door entrance, carrying plastic bags. Beside her was Atsuko who was shaking her head, though you can see a little smile at the corner of her mouth. When I looked closely what rendered about Atsuko’s shaking head was what Yuko’s carrying. The number one girl was carrying alcoholic drinks, so that’s why.
“Nyan-Nyan, look what I found at the convenience store.” Yuko said excitedly as she handed the drinks to Sayaka who was silently watching Sae and Jurina play one of the dancing games in Kinect Xbox360. Yuko quickly approached the suspecting Haruna. I smirked upon seeing what Yuko was holding and Miichan snickered beside me. Even Takamina was smiling now, her intent on murdering me with her gaze stopped as she curiously awaits for her other busu buddy’s reaction.
“Tada!”
“Neko-mimi?” Haruna tilted her head to the side as Yuko showed her the white cat ears she bought at the convenience store. The girl nodded enthusiastically as she smiled, showing her cute dimples. Rena also stop what she was doing to peer at the cat ears, she giggled lightly earning Haruna’s attention.
“Can I add this now?” Haruna asked Rena, holding up the soy sauce she was holding from the beginning when Rena started cooking, completely ignoring Yuko and her gift. The smaller girl frowned as her Nyan-Nyan ignored her. Seeing this I tried to prevent myself from laughing out loud. Though the girl beside me did the opposite. Miichan hollered loudly, making everyone looked at her.
“Baka!” I heard Takamina say to which Acchan elbowed her afterwards. Yuko looked at me and I shrugged my shoulders in response. She turned to Miichan and pouted at her, to which the girl only grins at her in return. Seeing this, Yuko refused to give up and turn towards her beloved Nyan-Nyan one more time, ready to pester her again.
“Nyan-Nyan, this would look good on you, try it.” Yuko pleaded, her smile coming back to her face.
“I don’t want to. Rena, can I add this now?” Haruna replied without even looking at the dejected looking Yuko as she continued to pester the girl who was currently cooking, soy sauce still in hand.
“Come on now, Nyan-Nyan.” Yuko pleaded again in a whining voice, now pulling Haruna’s sleeve. From where I was sitting, I can clearly see the veins in Haruna’s forehead slowly becoming more distinct. I know this drama-like-comedy would end in disaster. You just wait and see it for yourself.
“Yuko, will you stop that? Can’t you see we’re cooking right now?” Cooking? I think she meant Rena was cooking while she hands her the wrong ingredients and continuously insists to add soy sauce. Yuko stop pulling Haruna’s sleeve and eyed Rena.
“Actually I can do this alone; you don’t have to worry about it, Kojima.” She smiled awkwardly at Yuko then to Haruna who pouted. I think its Rena’s way of kicking Haruna out of the kitchen in a subtle way or maybe she’s just scared of Yuko, also known as our famous Rappapa President. I chuckled as I thought about that.
“Hear that? Chef Matsui-san can do all the cooking, Nyan-Nyan.” Yuko smiled brightly and winked at the so-called chef as she started to pull Haruna away from the kitchen.
“Nooo, I want to help Rena.” Haruna protested, and the pulling and pushing begun. Sayaka groaned while watching the KojiYuu couple while the others continued to observed them; waiting for Haruna’s verdict in Yuko’s pestering her.
“Nyan-Nyan, just give in already.” Yuko whined, now pulling Haruna’s arm.
“Yuko, let go or else the soy-” Too late… everyone in the room gasped. The ‘watch out’ I heard only meant one thing. I can already see the horrified look on Yuko’s face as she glanced down at her newly purchased blouse now covered with soy sauce. Aw, the shirt was ruined now; I hope the laundry can do something about it.
“I warned you so don’t blame me.” Haruna quickly defended herself though she picked up a towel and handed it to Yuko. It’s clear that Haruna was worried, though I’m not sure if she’s worried about Yuko’s well being or the expensive shirt she just ruined.
“Nah, its fine. I don’t like this shirt that much anyway.” Yuko waved off her hand that was still holding the neko-mimi, smiling at Haruna. It was as if her smile was reassuring Haruna not to fuss over the shirt. But I started to think, if she really didn’t like that shirt then why did she buy it in the first place?
“Really, don’t worry about it Nyan-Nyan. I’ll go clean up and change for just a second.” Yuko added upon seeing the dejected look Haruna was giving her. She left after giving her a small smile.
The time Rena finished cooking; Yuko went back bouncing beside me, grinning at me widely. I frowned at her and her grin widened. It’s creeping me out a little when she’s acting like this, now I partly felt how Haruna feels when Yuko was glomping her. Though I won’t hesitate for a second in hitting her if she tried doing that to me.
“Ne, Tomochin wanna try wearing this?” she wiggled her eyebrows at me while moving her face closer to mine. I scooted away from her.
“No thank you, but I know Miichan won’t turn down that offer.” I said nonchalantly, pointing at the girl who was pushing Sae away in front of the kinect censor, wanting to try the dance game herself.
“Tsk! Too bad, the other Tomo would say yes off the bat though.” Right, Tomo~mi wasn’t here. Earlier I received a mail from her apologizing since she cannot make it for our private celebration for coming of age. She said some Aunt of hers from overseas came to celebrate the holidays with them.
“Yeah, that girl doesn’t know how to refuse things.” I said deliberately while thinking about her. It somehow saddens me that she’s not here with me, with us, right now.
When my thoughts we’re plagued by Tomo~mi, it didn’t occur to me that Yuko would sneakily put the cat ears to my head. I just noticed it when a flash suddenly blinded me. A grinning Oshima who was holding her phone while wriggling her brows victoriously just inches away greeted me. I was about to tackle her down but the shirt she was wearing caught my attention. Just no way. We’re the Gods playing a prank on me? Yuko walked closer to me, poking my cheek playfully when she noticed I was in mid-standing, eyes widened and mouth agape towards her.
“T-this have to be a j-joke, right?” I asked her and she furrowed her brows in confusion. I can see from my periphery that Atsuko was wearing her knowing smile while Takamina was whispering something on her ear.
“What do you mean?” Yuko asked, still poking my cheek.
“That s-shirt…” I trailed off, looking at her. Right now, the cat ears I’m wearing was generally forgotten as well as the thought of attacking Yuko.
“What shirt?” she asked, snapping a picture of me one last time, I blinked. Realizing what had she done I growled at her and yanked the cat ears from my head.
“Never mind.” I replied, tossing the object to the observing couple beside me before walking towards the fridge, getting myself a bottle of an unknown alcoholic drink as I chugged it down. Ignoring the confused looks my friend was giving me.
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The next day I woke up, it was noon time again, with a throbbing headache no less. God, I promised I won’t drink that much anytime soon. I should’ve realized it, Yuko plus party means only one thing, you’ll get drunk. But I’m wondering how I ended up in my own room. Who’s the good person who dropped me at my place and even changes me into my pajamas? I groaned when a familiar beeping tone suddenly breaks the stillness in my room.
Grudgingly I grabbed for my phone to read the message and guess what? My daily freaking liar horoscope reading. There’s just no way Yuko could be the person destined to be with me, she was like head over heels with Haruna. Yup, so there’s just no way. These daily horoscopes were already getting on my nerves, so I decided to block the automated mail sending me faux readings about my love life. I just had enough already, maybe if I prayed to the shrine Kami-sama would hear my prayers.
Despite suffering from a hang-over, courtesy by the mischievous duo Miichan and Yuko, I forced myself to get up and visit the nearest shrine from my house. The prank readings I received have to stop now. It’s making me feel stupid for believing in them. First was Atsuko, if not for Takamina and the rumors that turned out to be true, I’d probably be sending flowers to my friend already. Courting Atsuko did cross my mind, however only until the jealous girlfriend appeared on the picture. Second was Yuko, it would be really hard to believe it was her since well, do I really have to explain? Kojima Haruna would explain it all, there’s no arguing with that.
Arriving at the shrine lifted my spirits up. I walked up in front of the bell and ringed it, bowing as I clapped my hands two times. I was praying to Kami-sama for him to deliver me the right person. Not to be fooled for the third time, I asked him that the person should be carrying flowers and chocolates the time I will meet him. I know it’s a bit selfish and demanding of me but I just have to be specific after what happened to me. Then I finally bowed and left after I said my prayers. Upon walking down the steps I couldn’t help but smile to myself.
As I was walking back to my house, humming my song Dear J happily, the person standing outside my house and ringing the doorbell made me stop on my tracts abruptly. Unconsciously I dropped my bag onto the still snowed ground. Realizing this, I picked up my back immediately and back pedalled, hiding at my neighbor’s wall. That person, that person was carrying the flowers and chocolates I just asked from Kami-sama. Really, I just prayed like a few minutes ago and then BAM, prayers granted.
‘Dear J furimuita kimi wa. You are J utsukushii sugite-’ My brows furrowed when I heard my phones ringing tone. I so don’t want a distraction right now while I’m eyeing the person Kami-sama sent me. Leaning into the wall for support, I fumbled with my bag and fished out my phone. My jaw dropped instantly when I read the caller ID. I can’t take this call. While I was having my internal battle between answering the call or not I failed to notice the footsteps coming towards my direction.
“Tomochin…?”
“Kyah!” I jumped at the voice that suddenly appeared nowhere, dropping my phone at the ground in the process. She looked at me suspisciously.
“What are you doing here? Are you hiding from me?” I shake my head in denial, not caring if my phone was on the snow freezing.
“N-no…why should I?” I laughed awkwardly while picking up my phone, dusting some snow that covered it. When I looked up at her, I noticed she was wearing the woolly winter hat Atsuko wore when we met at Shibuya the other day. And what’s worse? She was wearing the shirt Yuko was wearing last night as well. Really, Kami-sama. I know I’m not the most kind and good person here on earth but why does you have to play a prank on me? With my love life no less, I sighed dejectedly.
“Tomochin, are you sure you’re alright?” She asked me worriedly, caressing my cheek gently as she looks straight on my eyes. I can’t help but blush at the intensity and the way she looks at me. It made my knees go all weak like jelly. I leaned on the wall again, tearing my gaze away from her.
“Y-yeah, I’m fine. Just a little lightheaded is all.” I stammered a little and she frowned, not liking my answer.
“Why are you wearing Atsuko’s hat anyway?” I blurted out; from the corner of my eyes I noticed she’s still frowning.
“Acchan’s hat?” She asked back, looking up at the hat that was sitting on her head. I nodded, now looking at her. Her confused looked made her cuter even more.
“This is mine. I just lent it to her when I bumped into her the other day in Shibuya. She was grumbling about forgetting to bring her own winter hat.” She giggled lightly while fiddling with the hat on her head.
“And you know Acchan hates the cold.” She added, now smiling at me. So, winter hat mystery solved. But then, why didn’t Acchan mention to me that she bumped into her? It’ll save me from having some weird thoughts about her, and of course Takamina’s jealous rage.
“How about that shirt?” I pointed at the red shirt and she grimaced.
“I bought this one when we we’re at Guam. Yuko saw this on my bag and borrowed it, but she forgot to return it as you can see.” She sighed, grabbing at the shirt she was wearing.
“And with my luck this year, this old woman threw a bucket of water from the second floor, missing her target whilst dumping it to me instead. And you know the rest; Yuko lent me this shirt which turns out to be mine.” She rolled her eyes after explaining her morning adventure. It made me laughed. So that’s the story behind the red shirt. Thinking about it, it made me a little nervous. My horoscope was not a hoax after all, it was real. She’s my…But, what was she doing in Yuko’s place that early?
“And these flowers and chocolates are for you. An apology gift from me for not showing up in our coming of age private party.” She handed me the gifts, smiling sweetly at me.
“Apology accepted and of course the gifts as well.” I muttered back whist blushing. The thought of her being the person destined for me is quite surprising. Though it felt right, I should’ve seen it from the beginning. We’ve been together for years and she’s always there supporting me, never letting go of my hand be it in happiness or in sadness.
“Hmm…now that the gifts were given, I want mine as well.” She said cheekily, still smiling at me though those smiles hinted something. Maybe I should know what to do now from here?
Dropping all the things I was holding, I step forward, grabbing the collar of her shirt and kissed her on the lips off the bat. She was surprised and stiffened at my hold, her eyes widened as I continued to kiss her. Suddenly she giggled, making me pulled back from the kiss she never reciprocated.
“I never thought you wanted a kiss from me that badly, Tomochin.” She giggled again, making me blush furiously. Is that all she’s going to say after I expose my feelings to her? I frowned.
Seeing the frown on my face she backs me up into the wall, making me lean on it again and trapping me at the same time. Her eyes turned different, it was glinting and I might add it was predatory-like. I shivered unconsciously when she wrapped her arms around me, her right hand brushing up and down my back while she rest her head in the crook of my neck, testing a soft bite on my skin. I closed my eyes tightly, clenching my fist as well.
“Chiyuu, you’re so cute.” She mumbles from my neck, sending warm tingles all over my body. And before I know it, my lips were already locked in a kiss with hers. Kami-sama, I know I never asked something like this in my prayers, but rest assured I won’t never ever waste such blessing from you. I smile whilst still kissing her, thinking about how lucky I am. Right now I’m enjoying this moment too much that I don’t even care the slightest bit if anyone caught us kissing in the street.
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“And mission complete.” Acchan chuckled, a distance away from the kissing couple. Camera phone in hand.
End.--
How is it? Did you like the TomoAcchan from the beginning? or TakaAcchan fans wants to murder me now?
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