arisa03: You'll find out here
I am no mini >=I You meanie. (xD) Also, angst is so easy to write
Flean: Happy ending....8D
Vanui: I love angst
I hope it doesn't turn ugly either
Kid_Alpha: *pats* That is totally fine, thank you for the comment anyways xD I thought they might, so I put a little POV signs in this time :3
moekare: That kick in the face seems painful, but....I can totally see it happening~ I'm glad you caught the dorama
Tanchan: Oh, Tan-chan...you were the first to post the dorama I got inspiration from
and for that, here is chapter 4
crazywota: It's also my favorite dorama too, it just has that power against you
I hoped you liked it and that it didn't make you too mad before you went to sleep
Also, when you said "I'm a Prisoner of Love" I totally got it stuck in my head for a day xD
Haruko: I laughed myself
blughise: *hugs* sorry for so much rage xDD
kahem: YES!
CapsLock24: Awwww....thank you! ;____;/ I am glad you liked it. Here is the next update
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I feel honored. Update now
Thank you for everyone who read and comment! I really appreciate it! :3 I managed to steal someones internet just so I can post for you guys
And some other things but that sounds better. I also made it longer for you guys
Now...please, enjoy
Also, I am very glad that some of you got where my inspiration was from
You can imagine where this might end up as
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Help is on the Way I have my mother’s dreams,
I have my father’s eyes,
You can’t take that from me
Just go ahead and try.I felt nothing. My heart’s beat didn’t even change; it had the same rhythm. Why were tears leaving my eyes though? Why didn’t I feel like I was going to lose everything, right in front of my eyes? Was it normal to feel like this, to feel so numb? Lost. Was I lost? I didn’t feel lost or confused; I didn’t feel much of anything right now.
Yet, why couldn’t I react to the person in front of me, pointing a gun to my head? Her eyes were steady, confident with what she was going to do next. No hesitation at all.
I tilted my head at her, lifting my hand out to her. Her mouth twitched but she didn’t move. Her brown eyes were on fire, staring at me. Her gaze didn’t leave mine as she pointed her chin to my right. It was hard to leave her gaze but I managed, my eyes glancing at the table next to me, or rather, the object on it.
There was the same pistol she was holding, only cleaner and not dripping with blood. Was she implying that I take it? I wouldn’t take it though… I could not fathom hurting her. It would hurt me more so than an actual bullet slowly embedding its way into my skull. Yet why… Why was my hand reaching towards it?
I tried to force my hand back but to no avail, for my hand wrapped around the handle. The cold metal made me shiver, the back of my neck tightening. I positioned the firearm at her, my hand slightly shaking from my grip on it.
Like nothing I’ve ever felt before, feelings started creeping their way to me. Emotions were emerging, clouding my thoughts, strangling me with feelings of sorrow. I choked out, my other hand flying to my neck, squeezing. I choked on my own emotions, hot tears covering my vision. My body felt like it was on fire, shaking so badly that I couldn’t aim correctly. My eyes were burning; I couldn’t see her clearly. Yet, I managed to see emotion emerge in those dark hazel eyes.
Sympathy.
The crescent city sleeps,
While giants in the sky,
Preparing to unleash,
Let loose a mighty cry.Was the Minami I knew still inside there? Was she giving signs of life? Did she still care for me, even in a situation like this? Blood flooded out of the barrel of the pistol she was holding, pointing straight at me. It was unnatural, really, yet at the same time it wasn’t to me. I already knew the answer to why it bled out.
My heart pounded against my ribcage as I tried to develop the new information flooding my mind. My eyes focused on a red string following up to her heart. Why didn’t I notice before that the string was connected to her heart or to mine? I didn’t feel the pain though; no indication of it there. Yet, a small pool of blood was the only sign that it went into our body.
Was this some sort of cruel joke? Was someone really supposed to die in the end? Were they really expecting someone like me to kill the person I cared for so much, so I could live? I knew for a fact that I would not shoot her, because if I did, then I would be the one to survive. And if I survived, then it would be a world without her.
I might as well be dead.
Can nobody save us?
Will anyone try?I knew what I had to do then. My body was still trembling but I managed to release my neck, moving my hand so that it would wrap around the one holding the pistol. I pushed as hard as I could against my unconscious self, forcing the barrel of the pistol to touch my skull. The cold hard metallic stung against my skin.
“N-nnn…” My eyes focused on her as her lips tried to form words. It could have just been my imagination, but I swore I could feel the string attached to us shake with each heartbeat she gave. Did that mean she could feel my heartbeat as well?
A wave of fear passed over me as she said the next shaky words, “A- Atsuko… kill me.” It felt as if the things around me stopped. Now she made an attempt to pull the gun to her head, staring at me intensely. “Now.”
If I didn’t do something very quickly, she would kill herself rather than me. Time was ticking; I had to do something before she died. If I killed myself now, the string would let go of her heart, and she could live. I closed my eyes for a long second and when I opened them, my hand stopped shaking. I was confident for the first time in a long time.
“You must live, Minami.”
A tear escaping her eye was the last thing I saw, before everything went black.
The bayou is burning,
The cypress is dying.
And all along they say it. I sat up abruptly, my hand flying to my heart. I panted hard, tears slowly falling down my cheeks. I started to hyperventilate, looking around frantically for her. I buried my face in her pillow when I didn’t find her, screaming into it. The muffled sound surprised me, like a strangled scream.
I breathed into it, taking in as much of her scent as possible, enjoying how it relaxed and calmed me down. I took a deep breath, clearing any thoughts of the dream away. I waited in the corner of her bed, hugging my knees, the pillow in between so I could keep the only close thing of hers close to me.
She found me like that, ten minutes later. When she saw my face, she ran to me, hugging me closely. She wiped the tears away from my eyes, cupping my cheeks in her hands. Her eyes were worried, full of concern that should not be meant for me. I closed my eyes and nuzzled her hands. I took my hand and placed it over her hand; I looked up at her with pleading eyes. I tried to open my mouth to say something, but no words came out. I just stared into her eyes, reminded of what happened in my dream not long ago.
She opened her mouth, asking me what was wrong. What could I tell her though? What would I tell her, that I killed myself for her own sake, in a dream? That would be strange, wouldn’t it? That’s basically saying that I…
That I loved her.
Help is on the way
(They said, they said)
Help is on the way
Hold my hand to help see.
Right there in front of me.The sun peaked out of the curtains, blinding my eyes. I closed my eyes against the light, and when the unforgettable warmth disappeared, I slowly reopened them. The sun was now on her, her worried face mixed with beauty. A lump formed in the back of my throat; my tongue, tied. Was I choking on her beauty?
I lifted my hand and moved a piece of fallen hair behind her ear. She leaned into my hand slightly in reaction and tilted her head. I was studying her features, her eyebrows, her eyes, her nose, her ears, her cheeks, her chin, and especially her lips. Without realizing it, my nose touched hers, my lips pressing softly to hers. She made a small noise of surprise but then closed her eyes and leaned closer.
My arms moved up and wrapped around her neck and, in response, she moved her hands around my waist. Our bodies fit perfectly together, molding together as if they were made for this very reason. My hands started working, playing with her long, silk-like hair. Every touch sent electricity down my body, causing me to become agitated. I pushed my front against hers and when she opened her mouth for air, my tongue found its new territory.
It fought and won.
Help is on the way.
I pushed her down on the bed, pinning her arms above her head. I leaned back and looked down at her, panting heavily. Her face was red, beaded with sweat, her eyes slightly closed. Her hair was down (something I’ve always loved and never got enough of), slightly curled, and wet. She must have just come back from a shower. I tilted my head and examined her neck, shoulders, chest (eyes laying there for a fraction longer), and lower body. I bit my lip.
She couldn’t look any more inviting.
A thousand feet below,
As black smoke engulfs the sky,
The ocean floor explodes,
Eleven mothers cry.I was just about to consume her in another kiss, when my phone began to ring. Silence was replaced with an annoying noise, startling me and causing me to jump and miss her face, kissing the bed. I whipped my head to the sound, looking at my phone on her desk as if it was the devil himself. I looked back at Minami and then back at the phone. She did the same and motioned for me to get it. I kissed her cheek once and got off the bed slowly, making my way to the desk. I picked up the phone and opened it, looking for the caller ID.
I stared at the name written on it. My hand started to shake, but I just stared, not knowing what to do. I contemplated on my options, my thumb just above the little green button. It moved closer to the button as if a magnet was pulling it closer. My breath hitched in my mouth, my eyes closing tightly.
A hand wrapped around mine, taking the phone from my possession. My eyes snapped open, looking at Minami, confused. She looked at me, her eyes showing no emotion.
“This will only make things harder, Atsuko. It is for the best that you don’t answer it.”
“B- but…”
“No buts.” I nodded and sat down on the bed, my heart relaxing when the ringing ceased. Minami sat next to me, wrapping an arm around me. “Atsuko… you must know that I’m only doing this for the best. He’ll only hurt and confuse you more. I don’t want you to get hurt… You’ve gone through enough.” I looked up at her, seeing tears form in her eyes. As clear as day, I could see now that I’ve made the right decision.
And my heart made that decision.
My bones are resining,
A burning lullaby,
You can’t take that from me,
Just go ahead and try. “I love you, Minami.” The words felt strange on my tongue, different, but right. I’ve said them before, to him, but this was different. The words I said to him felt like I’ve said it a thousand times before, like saying it to my mother. This was diverse; the words had meaning, strength surging through each word. It was like a promise you had to keep, a new commitment.
I watched as her eyes widened, her mouth forming a small “o”. I just had to smile at her fail face. She shook her head, recovering from the words. “What did you say, Acchan? I must have heard wrong…” More tears were forming.
“I said I loved you.” She seemed to tremble at the words. “I really do, Minami. I love you, so much. I finally realized it.” She wiped the tears away from her eyes and laughed softly. She leaned forward and kissed my lips, more tears escaping her eyes.
“I’m so happy. I love you too, Atsuko. Oh god, I love you so much.” I kissed the tears away, smiling myself, tears forming as well. A bubbly laugh escaped my lips.
“I, of course, love you more.” She laughed with me.
“Took you long enough.”
XoXoXo
She stands at the shoreline,
With hands in the air,
Her worlds pierced the dark night…We walked into the studio, hand in hand, trying not to blush from the stares given to us by our co-workers. The atmosphere was hard to read. Some people looked at us in confusion, some happy, some with the expression of “finally,” and some even staring at us with anger. I wonder why they looked angry. Was it because of me? I looked at them but they just looked away, finding the floor more interesting than me.
We were about to round the corner to the dressing room, when an arm caught Takamina and me in a chokehold, pulling her (somewhat) and me down. A very cheerful voice squeaked in my ear, jumping up and down. A pair of hands pulled her off, but she was still squeaking. The taller girl had to clamp the girl’s mouth shut to stop her and even then, she was still mumbling against her hand.
“Yuu-chan, it isn’t nice to just jump on people all of a sudden,” Kojima Haruna said to the girl she was keeping a leash on. Oshima Yuko unclamped her mouth and looked up at Kojiharu, pouting.
“But, Nyan-nyan, you never seemed to m- mhmm!” Her mouth was again clamped by a newly red faced Haruna. She giggled nervously, looking at Minami and me. Her eyes landed on our hands and she smiled, her eyes gleaming brightly.
“So, it’s finally happened, huh?” The four of us jumped, turning around to find Minegishi Minami smirking at us. “Oh, don’t you dare look so calm, you two.” She pointed at Haruna and Yuko. “I’ve already known it’s happened for a while now for you.” Yuko hid behind Haruna, her head peeking out to see. “And you two,” she pointed at us. “I felt like… I was going to go crazy. I mean… IT’S ABOUT FREAKIN’ TIME.”
The room became silent, each and every person looking at us. Some cracked smiles; others were just waiting, waiting to see what would happen next. I squeezed Takamina’s hand and cracked a smile myself. The atmosphere seemed to have changed.
“I’m sorry to have made you all worried, everyone.” They are laughed and came towards me, hugging me and congratulating me.
I smiled through tears, happy that they accepted me.
XoXoXoXo
Does anyone care?
And all alone and saying...It has been a week since the incidents, the good and the bad ones. Minami was officially my girlfriend and I could not be any happier. But something has been bugging me. The day after I slept over at Minami’s house, I got a new phone and number. I couldn’t stand him calling me every other minute, leaving long voicemails and emails. I think Minami has had a harder time than I have. It took all I got to keep her from calling the police.
I got a private number; only my closest friends knew about the new number for the moment. You could never be too cautious, especially since I thought he was stalking me. Minami, of course, didn’t know about it right now; I had to prove it first before saying anything. Even if I proved it though, I wasn’t sure I would say anything, or rather that it’d be too hard to say.
It wasn’t like I had feelings towards him anymore; I love Takahashi Minami. My heart has already decided that it is her, not him, but I just couldn’t stand seeing him sad. Sad. Was it really sadness I didn’t want to see in him? Or was it anger? I saw flashes of the times he used force to make me do what he wanted. I remember most of our dinner dates, how he’d order for me, buy me the drinks he thought I’d like. Oh, how there were so many signs, yet, of course I was too slow to realize them. I didn’t even realize that Minami was in love with me till not long ago.
I sighed and looked at the clock.
Help is on the way
(They said, they said)
Help is on the way
Hold my hand to help see.
Right there in front of me.Minami’s POV (A/N So it won’t confuse you all this time
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I tapped my index finger on the table according to the sound of the music, my leg bouncing up and down as well. I chewed on my tongue, just staring at the door, waiting for a certain someone to walk through them. I forgot about the people next to me, now glaring at my hand, annoyed. The smaller of the two stood up, her chair screeching against the wooden floor. My gaze snapped from the door just as her hand landed on top of mine, stopping my irksome tapping. I sunk back into my chair, smiling sheepishly.
“Sorry, sorry, I’m just so anxious.” The squirrel lifted an eyebrow and turned to her girlfriend.
“Nyan-nyan, did I ever act this way when we first started dating?” The cat-like girl shook her head. “Far from it,” she started. “You would never wait by the door; you’d be outside jumping up and down. It would take me at least ten minutes to calm you down. ” Yuko pouted, crossing her arms.
“I was not like that.”
“Was too.”
“Was not.”
“Was too.”
“Was no-“ I clapped my hands together, stopping their ranting.
“You know, I’m still here.” They both smiled apologetically. My elbow rested on the table, my chin lying on my palm. I looked over at them, analyzing them. “Going to be random here, but… when exactly did you two start dating? I mean, we all knew it was bound to happen, I just didn’t think it happened yet, or rather, happened without us knowing.” They both looked at each other, blushing. My eyebrow rose high, smirking.
“Oh, do tell me the story; I would oh-so like to hear it.” I clasped my hands together, leaning forward. Yuko glared at me, Haruna seemed to be lost in thought.
“I don’t appreciate sarcasm, Takaboy.”
“Well, I don’t appreciate you two ig- HEY, DON’T CALL ME THAT.”
“Well, it’s true!”
“Is not!”
“Is too!”
“Is no-“ A smack on the head ceased both of our arguing. We both turned to stare at the blank-looking Haruna.
“Stop acting like children, you two.”
Help is on the way. I nearly fell out of my chair, my hand taking hold of the table to help me up. I just stared at the cat girl. Did she not remember that we were going through that not five minutes ago? Yuko was staring at her too, only her stare was one of longing…
I moved my gaze to the door again, my cheek resting on my palm again as well. I sighed.
“Do you think Atsuko is alright?” I asked them without turning to look at them.
“Of course,” I heard Yuko start. “She should probably be here any second now. Stop worrying, Takaboy, it’ll make you grow more wrinkles.” A vein popped up on my forehead.
“Mor-“ I stopped mid-sentence when I saw the position they were in. This time I did fall out of my chair, tumbling on my knees, my hands in front of me in the famous “OTL” position. I slowly got up and sat back on the chair, my gaze on them. “Okay… what are you doing?”
I felt my stomach tighten.
Right here, right here,
Right here, right here,
Right here, right here. “Well, we aren’t used to the fact that people know our secret, so… we can do what we want now without worrying,” Yuko, on Haruna’s lap, spoke. She tilted her head, confused on why I was acting like that. It wasn’t like I was totally surprised; I’ve seen Yuko sit on her lap before. It was just that I had never seen Haruna contribute to it. She’d usually pushed her off or something.
Was that jealously I was feeling in the pit of my stomach?
My gaze shifted to the door again, my hand moving to my left wrist for support. It didn’t feel like jealously, it felt like something else, something that I was missing. I took out my phone and stared at the display picture.
Within a second, I sent the person on the screen a message.
Choking on the black gold,
Upon which we are alive,
We keep actions in the attic,
To see cameras in the sky.Atsuko’s POV
I ran out of the studio and stopped just outside the door, catching my breath. I looked down at my watch. I was seriously running late. I bit my lip and started walking to my destination. Just as I was about to enter the busy streets, my phone chimed. I received a text message.
I pocketed my phone and opened it, seeing who the message was from. I frowned at the private number and the message under it.
“Meet me next to AKB studios, the alleyway.
I have something you might be interested in.”I stared at the text message for several seconds, trying to process what it meant. I looked behind me and saw the studio in the distance. Curious, I made my way back, heading straight to the alley. It wasn’t dark yet; the sun was still in the sky, shining through the cracks of the buildings. I could still see in the alley, the sun helping, but I saw no one in there, only myself and a stray cat crying behind a box.
I walked over to the cat, putting my phone and purse down next to me. I smiled at the cute cat and scratched under its chin. It purred in response.
“Are you all alone, Neko-chan?” It meowed at me. “I’m sorry, but I can’t take you home. Who knows what my parents would say.” I opened my purse and grabbed the small bag of crackers I brought for lunch. I didn’t have time to eat it. I opened it and put some crackers in my palm. “Here you go, Neko-chan, you must be hungry.” The small cat sniffed the food. It froze in place, looked up and ran away to the end of the alley. Surprised by its action, I turned around.
My heart seemed to freeze. He smiled at me. A twisted smiled that I never seemed to see till now. He fixed his tie and took a step forward, moving his other hand through his hair.
“Hello, Atsuko-chan.” I took a shaky step back, scared. His eyes twitched.
“W- what are you doing here?” He tilted his head.
“I’ve missed you. Can’t a boyfriend see his girlfriend?” I gulped. My hand clenched at my heart.
“We aren’t a couple anym-” A hand smacked me across the face. My gaze fell to the floor, my hair moving across my face. My hand slowly made its way to touch my now swollen cheek. I winced. I made the wrong choice to look up.
His eyes were fierce, angry. Scared and full of adrenaline, my gaze moved to my purse and to my phone. Impulse struck me before I could think. I dropped to my knees and reached for my phone. Pain exploded in my ribs as he kicked me to the side, farther away from the only way of survival. I scrambled up nevertheless, the adrenaline acting as pain killers. I reached again for my phone.
I heard a pop as his foot connected with my wrist.
I screamed in pain, trying to pull away my hand from his foot. He seemed to push down harder. I whimpered, looking up pleadingly. There was not one sign of pity in his eyes. He lifted his foot up and knelt down so we were eye level. Tears flooded my eyes. I flinched back.
“I won’t share you, Atsuko.” With that, his fist connected with the side of my head. I fell to the ground. I stared forward, staring at the last hope I had left, my vision fading.
Just as I lost consciousness, I saw my phone light up as a new message was received.
Help is on the way,
(They said, they said)
Help is on the way
(they said, they said
Minami’s POVI stood up from my chair, making it fall over. The couple in front of me looked up, confused. Without a word, I turned around and ran out the door. My feet took me straight towards the studio as if they knew that she would be there. My stomach tightened, my heart ready to pound out of my chest. I could just feel that something was wrong.
Five minutes later, I stood in front of my destination, breathing heavily. I took a deep breath and walked inside.
I didn’t notice the cat coming in after, dragging a purse.
We were told just to sit tight,
‘Cuz somebody will soon arrive,
Help is on the way…Atsuko’s POVI opened my good eye- the other too swollen to open- and looked around at my surroundings. My hands were tied behind the chair I was sitting on, as were my ankles. I tried to move my hand but whimpered instead as I felt extreme pain shoot up my arm. The room was dark, too dark for my eyes to adjust. The door suddenly opened, streaming light at me. I blinked away the agitation.
He looked at me fondly, a first aid kit in his hand.
But it never came,
It never came. “You are mine, Atsuko-chan.”
Help is on the way
(They said, they said)
Help is on the way
Hold my hand to help see.
Right there in front of me.
Minami’s POVI was in the alley now, following the cat that had her purse. I could hear footsteps behind me, but I ignored them, my eyes focused on the object in front of me. I bent down and grabbed it.
I looked at her phone, tears forming. I was breathing heavily, not from running around, but from anxiety. I flipped it open. My hand tightened around it as I read over the message that was already there. Tears left my eyes as I read over the message over and over again.
Help is on the way,
On my way.“Atsuko is mine.” To be continued...Thank you for reading and I hope I don't get shank'd in my sleep. I'll try to update as soon as I can, but school is a drag. You should all go shank my school instead 8D (Jk'ing.....Jking on that jking...no, JK) Also, thank you Anon for proof reading and making me laugh with your comments (8D), you are awesome
Anon was here >:U /more rageeeee
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