Too Young: Seasonz

[lil_hamz]

Awww man I didn't have time to finish reading this before I had to leave :evil: But everything's hilarious so far. I'm sure I'll like the rest after I finish reading it later

[Tanachan]

It's really hard to comment right here, in front of some of the best fanfic writers on the forum XDD

Anyways, awesome! More laughter, amazement, and of course, the awwwww's

[Aioros]

Cover made by ChrNo:


To all the readers of Too Young:

Arigato Gozaimasu!!!

[cool_kickin_dude]

I love the cover. Kudos to ChrNo!:)  Can't wait for the next chapter, they have to have another date soon.

[Aioros]

It’s been days but I went to the store to check if the manga was still where I hid it. It wasn’t.  Too bad.

I passed and stood in front of the table where the photobooks were. The manager placed his hand on my shoulder.
“You’re looking for Sugaya Risako’s photobook right? A lot of guys are. It’ll be out tomorrow. I don’t know if I can sell it to you but I like you kid. Maybe I will, but it’s going to be a secret between us.”
I looked at him. “Thanks but I have no plans of buying it.”
“You sure? That’s okay. I’ll save a copy for you in case you change your mind.”
“No problem. By the way, do you still have a copy of…”
“The manga that girl was hiding in the other aisle a few days back? Yes. I was waiting for you to come back and get it.”
“How’d you know I was gonna get it?!”
“From the people who buy that series, it’s only you who doesn’t have the latest copy. I know the people who buy this title and I know that that girl already has her copy.”
“You have photographic memory?”
“No. It’s because you’re the only guy who buys it.”

We laughed as we headed to the counter.

I left after paying and thanking the manager again. I was happy I got the copy but somehow, I felt something was missing. Was I expecting to bump into Murakami-san again? Probably, because she’s always around when I go there. Wait a minute, maybe it was her who hid the manga in that other aisle! She’s the only one who knows where I hid it! I’ll just have to ask the manager again on my next visit.

I really have no plans of buying the photobook. There’s no reason to. I see her everyday. I talk to her everyday. I…We get to know each other more everyday. Every moment I spend with her is priceless. It’s a lot more than just a photobook.
 
Showing that you admire someone doesn’t necessarily mean that you have to buy his or her stuff. It’s one way of showing your support but in my and her situation, it’s not really needed, as long as we have each other.

I just made a fool of myself, right?

My phone started to ring.

“Hi!”
“What’s up?”
“My photobook will be out tomorrow.”
“I know. Congratulations.”
“Thanks. Are you at home?”
“Not yet.”
“Get home safely.”
“I will.”

I wonder how tomorrow will turn out.

[lil_hamz]

OMG I love the cover!!!! *pats ChrNo for a job well done*
It's really cute and the pics are so fitting for it

I bet Risako is going to give him her PB  

I was happy I got the copy but somehow, I felt something was missing. Was I expecting to bump into Murakami-san again?

That's something for me to ponder over

[ChrNo]

woah, i'm really happy you guys like my cover. thank you.

“From the people who buy that series, it’s only you who doesn’t have the latest copy. I know the people who buy this title and I know that that girl already has her copy.”
“You have photographic memory?”
“No. It’s because you’re the only guy who buys it.”

what is this serie ???? the only guy who buys it ????:ROTFLMAO:

I was happy I got the copy but somehow, I felt something was missing. Was I expecting to bump into Murakami-san again?

hey Pretty Boy you are already lucky enough

I really have no plans of buying the photobook. There’s no reason to. I see her everyday. I talk to her everyday. I…We get to know each other more everyday. Every moment I spend with her is priceless. It’s a lot more than just a photobook.
 
Showing that you admire someone doesn’t necessarily mean that you have to buy his or her stuff. It’s one way of showing your support but in my and her situation, it’s not really needed, as long as we have each other.

in his case,i really do agree with that...what a nice little guy...

I wonder how tomorrow will turn out.

hum...someone should tell him to stop wondering if the next day is going to be surprising or not 'cause we all know he knows it's going to be so

now, i'm quietly sitting on my chair to see what reaction this little boy is going to have when he'll see that PB

[Aioros]

I'm still alive.

I'm wondering. Why you ask? I got in a fight earlier.

I was already going home when I passed by three men walking and laughing out loud. I saw that each of them was holding something. I looked closely. It was a photobook. Sugaya's photobook.

I can hear one of them say that it was worth the money. The other said that Sugaya was really beautiful. I don’t remember the other stuff but most of them were positive comments about the photobook.

I was happy for Sugaya because her photobook seems to be selling well. Then they started saying things that did not sound good.

One said that he couldn't wait to get home and open it and do stuff with it. What stuff? I thought.

One of them said that is his second copy because his first one’s already messed up at home.  Messed up? How?

I got a hint about what they were talking about and I was disgusted at these men. How can they think, say or even do those kinds of things?

Then I heard one of the worst things someone could say about her.

"I bet she won't be a virgin when she reaches thirteen."

That did it. I ran back and went in front of them. I asked them who the one who said that was. They ignored me and just kept laughing. I asked them again. One of them opened the photobook to a certain page and said that he couldn't wait about to have dreams about it. Then he asked me what I would feel I see her in front of me wearing only just that. More fuel for the fire. I couldn't think clearly anymore. I randomly picked one of them and gave him a straight to the jaw. He fell down on the ground. My hand was numb. I think it's broken.

Yeah. It's broken. But I'm still writing this. For the record. Pardon the crappy penmanship.

What right did I have to do that? None.

Was I happy about doing it? No. But I’d like to deck the other two as well.

Did he deserve it? Yes.

No one should talk about girls like that. Whether it's Sugaya or not, it's just not right to say something like that about a girl.

The other two went at me ready to throw punches. I was able to dodge one but not the other. I got hit in the stomach. I fell down on my knees. Then I got a kick on my back. Then they started kicking and stomping me. I took a look around. There were other people, students. They wore different uniforms. They're not from my school but they could have helped me. You know what?  They didn't. They watched. I don't blame them. It was my fault after all.

It felt like the wrath of the entire fanbase of Sugaya was upon me. I think you're probably one of them. But I’m not mad at you. Every kick found its mark on my body. My uniform got torn. Good thing it was black so it wouldn’t be that dirty or I won’t see my blood in it. I got hit on the face once or twice. I knew my lips were bleeding because I could taste it, the blood. Perhaps this was the negativity to all the good things that happened to me ever since I met Sugaya. I wasn't a fan but I became something a fan of her would have wanted to be.  A thousand or more out there would probably do anything, even just to hear her speak or get near her. But I was the lucky one. One of them got my rib when I was thinking about that.

She told Murakami-san that I’m her classmate.

She told Goto-san that I was her friend.

Now she's giving me signs that I wasn't just a friend. I'm happy.

If this is my last day on earth, I couldn't ask for anything more.

“Get home safely.” That’s what she told me yesterday. I did.

As I try to stand up, I got a punch in the face then one of them hit my head with a knapsack. The metal buckle grazed the top of my eyebrow. Now my left eye saw nothing but red. I looked down on the ground and saw the back cover of the photobook. Sugaya was wearing something yellow. Is that a bikini? I can’t see it clearly. But I have to agree with them, she was really beautiful in that picture. Her eyes closed, her head was on a table and her pink lips, her sweet pink lips, with the smile that always takes my breath away. But that image was telling me that she was tired.  Tired of what? Was she tired of me? I hope not. Then my blood started to drip on it. Good thing it was still covered with plastic. One of the men picked it up and slapped me with it. So this is what I get for not having any plans to buy it. I smiled at the thought. I think it made him angrier because he slapped me with it again.

Now I don't know which part of me was hurting the most.

All I know is what they said about her hurt me a lot.

But I didn’t cry. Boys don’t cry.

He was ready to hit me again with the knapsack but someone held his arm and told him to stop. The voice was familiar.
I heard a policeman whistle. Then I heard footsteps. Some of them were going away from me while some of them going near me. Then I couldn't remember what happened next. I passed out.

I woke up in the hospital bed. I looked at my right hand. It was heavily bandaged. I can move my fingers though. I checked if my teeth were complete. They were. Good. But my jaw ached. I felt a bandage on top of my left eye. I tried to feel it but it stings a lot when I touch it.

"Nine stitches." It was the familiar voice. I turned to see who it was. It was my cousin. And guess who was with her.
"Tsugunaga-san?” I said. Ouch!!! I mumbled. It hurt. I couldn't move my jaw properly and saying her name made it worse.
"Hello. He told me that he had a cousin who was the classmate of another Berryz Koubou but I didn’t expect it to be you. Small world, isn’t it? What did I tell you before? You can call me Momo. "
"It's okay to call her Momo. She won't bite." My cousin said. Momo-san gave him a mix of an angry/happy look with puffy cheeks. Cute!

So sporty guys are her type…

He’s like my older brother. We took some Karate lessons before but I didn't continue. He's a born athlete. I think he's the captain of the Karate club of their school now. I told him about Hello!Project once and Berryz Koubou. Then he told me that Tsugunaga Momoko was his classmate. He asked if I had any of their singles so I let him borrow the CD that Sugaya gave me before. He hasn’t returned it to me yet. Then I remembered Murakami-san telling me that Yajima-san was asking if I had an older brother. I don't know why the heck that crossed my mind.

Now back to the topic.

"So it was you who saved me. Thanks a lot." I said. I was grateful but I looked down because I felt like a disgrace.
"No problem. What were you thinking anyway? Three against one? You couldn't win unless you still practice those techniques we were taught when we were younger."
"They....They were saying things…..Things about her...That she won’t….be….when she’s…."
"About Risako-chan?" Momo-san asked. "Come on. People always say things about us."
"But... What they said were...They crossed the line. I bet you’d get angry too if you heard what they were saying."
"No need to explain. You did that for a reason right? If you fought for what you believe was right, then that's it. But next time, don't be hasty with your decisions. Good thing we were passing by and I recognized you."
"I won't. I've learned. Sorry for the trouble"
"Good. When you get well, you should visit the dojo. Sensei has been looking for you since you left. He's always asking me when you'll come back. He's getting old you know. And the dojo needs another punching bag."
"Haha. I was thinking of going back but what you just said changed my mind. Nah. I'll drop by."

We laughed. Momo-san laughed too but I'm not sure if she understood what we talked about.

"Tsu... I mean Momo-san, please don't tell her about this."
"Why?"
"I don't want her to worry about me. I'm hurt but if she learns about this, she'll get hurt too."
"Alright."

My phone rang in my bag. My cousin handed it to me. It was her.

"Hello!"
"Hi." A two-letter, one syllable word but I still wasn’t able to say it properly.
"You sound different. Something wrong?"
"Nothing."
"Tell me!"
"I...My cousin and I had a sparring session and he gave me a beating. But I still beat him." My cousin and Momo-san laughed at my excuse.
"Aww. You poor thing."
"I think your kiss can cure me." I said jokingly. I don't know if she liked what I just said. I saw Momo-san blush and smirk and look at my cousin after I said that. My cousin just shook his head and tried not to laugh.
"Hahaha. you wish!"
"I wish."
"Maybe next time."
"Next time? Fine." Will there be a next time? Who knows?
"Are you busy this weekend?"
"I'm not even sure if I can go to class tomorrow."
"Are you really hurt that bad? Or are you saying that just so you can get a kiss?"
"Yes and no."
"Alright. Hope you get well soon."
"I will."
"Bye." That was the last word she said but a smack on the phone was the last thing I heard.
"Bye."

My cousin told me that my mom already was here when I was out cold and she already paid for the expenses in the hospital. I'm glad that I could walk. Our chauffer waited for us downstairs. I told my cousin and Momo-san that I can drop them at their houses. They refused. They said that they'd like to walk around more. That's fine. My cousin reminded me about going to the concert. Momo-san also said that I’m going to miss a lot and she’ll ask my cousin to beat me to a pulp if I don’t go. I told them that I’ll be there.

They walked together but they didn’t hold hands. Maybe it’s too early anyway but it’s nice to see that they get along so well. They look good together, actually. I wonder if Momo-san has introduced him to the others.

I sat on the backseat, moving my jaw, checking if it was still in place. There was a sound in my stomach. Yes. I was hungry. I could see Okita-san, our chauffer, smiling from the rear view mirror.

I smiled back.  

I don't feel like a child anymore.

I wish.

[lil_hamz]

I read the first 2 parts of this chapter and I'm like *gasp* This was a great idea, I worship you. Then I see my clock and *gasp* again cuz I'm late for class. :evil: But I couldn't help scrolling down to see what I'm gonna miss reading. And ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh its Momo!!! Its 12 hours away before I get home *sobs*
But I'll slowly "devour" every word tonight

[jafeijai]

i've been silently tracking this....even though i'm not exactly a fan of Berryz Koubou, this is still an AMAZING FIC...the story is so emotional, and yet somewhat realistic....if being classmates with idols is reality kudos to you Wordsworth!! and also kudos to ChrNo, that cover is amazing as well!!

[ChrNo]

I read the first 2 parts of this chapter and I'm like *gasp* This was a great idea, I worship you. Then I see my clock and *gasp* again cuz I'm late for class. :evil: But I couldn't help scrolling down to see what I'm gonna miss reading.

same here !!!!!
but i couldn't help myself reading the entire chapter
i'll be back in few hours to comment on this one

sorry !!!

you made my day wordsworth, again !!! thank you !!!!

[lil_hamz]

I'm back ~~~
He has a chauffer? So he is rich? What happened to not having money to buy a 2nd bracelet?  
Oh please don't let him intro his cute cousin to Megumi and Maimi. Otherwise Momo will have stiff competition

same here !!!!!
but i couldn't help myself reading the entire chapter
i'll be back in few hours to comment on this one

sorry !!!

you made my day wordsworth, again !!! thank you !!!!

You actually had time to finish reading? I barely made it to class before my teacher

[ChrNo]

I'm back ~~~
He has a chauffer? So he is rich? What happened to not having money to buy a 2nd bracelet?  
Oh please don't let him intro his cute cousin to Megumi and Maimi. Otherwise Momo will have stiff competition

You actually had time to finish reading? I barely made it to class before my teacher

haha i skiped my breakfast to read it lol and made it at time...but my teacher was late ! who knows...maybe he was reading it too  

well, i guess his family is rich, he does have a monthly allowance...but that doesn't mean he is rich...oh well maybe he spent last month one too much on manga stuff...

Then I heard one of the worst things someone could say about her.

that's what i was afraid of too...

"I bet she won't be a virgin when she reaches thirteen."

wth **&é"#'0@à=$¤£ !!!

I randomly picked one of them and gave him a straight to the jaw.

i wish i could do that too...but 1 against 3 ??? 12 yo little guy against 3 super Wotas ??? really unreasonable...he is still a ingenuous little guy...hu hu hu...

Did he deserve it? Yes.

i second that...

No one should talk about girls like that. Whether it's Sugaya or not, it's just not right to say something like that about a girl.

wish every one could think like that ....

*propaganda for a perfect world*

/me runs away...

There were other people, students. They wore different uniforms. They're not from my school but they could have helped me. You know what?  They didn't. They watched. I don't blame them. It was my fault after all.

heh...it makes me sad...but...if i were there...i don't know if i would have fought with him...but at least call the police or something like that...but ...only if i knew he was a nice guy...'cause i wouldn't want to be involved in some Yankee fight maybe that's why they didn't react ?

It felt like the wrath of the entire fanbase of Sugaya was upon me. I think you're probably one of them.

am not !
/me hides

Every kick found its mark on my body. My uniform got torn. Good thing it was black so it wouldn’t be that dirty or I won’t see my blood in it. I got hit on the face once or twice. I knew my lips were bleeding because I could taste it, the blood. Perhaps this was the negativity to all the good things that happened to me ever since I met Sugaya.

love that part

If this is my last day on earth, I couldn't ask for anything more.

lol...sorry couldn't stop laughing at that one...such a nice kid...

One of the men picked it up and slapped me with it. So this is what I get for not having any plans to buy it. I smiled at the thought. I think it made him angrier because he slapped me with it again.

awesome...i mean not awesome ...errr...oh well  where did you find that one it's truly great...even if i feel bad for him...

All I know is what they said about her hurt me a lot.

awww....

But I didn’t cry. Boys don’t cry.

:lmao:....oops sorry

I checked if my teeth were complete. They were. Good.

:ROTFLMAO: :ROTFLMAO: :ROTFLMAO: :ROTFLMAO: :ROTFLMAO: :ROTFLMAO: :ROTFLMAO: sorry i know it's not funny but the way you wrote it seemed funny to me...sorry sorry again ><

"Tsugunaga-san?” I said. Ouch!!!

Outch !!!!!!

"It's okay to call her Momo. She won't bite."

lol...

"No problem. What were you thinking anyway? Three against one? You couldn't win unless you still practice those techniques we were taught when we were younger."
[...]
"No need to explain. You did that for a reason right? If you fought for what you believe was right, then that's it. But next time, don't be hasty with your decisions. Good thing we were passing by and I recognized you."
"I won't. I've learned. Sorry for the trouble"

why does he sounds like the perfect little boy ....

"Tsu... I mean Momo-san, please don't tell her about this."
"Why?"
"I don't want her to worry about me. I'm hurt but if she learns about this, she'll get hurt too."
"Alright."

the perfect little guy...

"I...My cousin and I had a sparring session and he gave me a beating. But I still beat him." My cousin and Momo-san laughed at my excuse.
"Aww. You poor thing."

same here...

"I think your kiss can cure me."

:nelson:
never thought he would actually say that

"Hahaha. you wish!"
"I wish."
"Maybe next time."
"Next time? Fine." Will there be a next time? Who knows?
"Are you busy this weekend?"
"I'm not even sure if I can go to class tomorrow."
"Are you really hurt that bad? Or are you saying that just so you can get a kiss?"
"Yes and no."
"Alright. Hope you get well soon."
"I will."
"Bye." That was the last word she said but a smack on the phone was the last thing I heard.
"Bye."

already sounds like a real couple on the phone don't they

Yes. I was hungry.

I don't feel like a child anymore.

I wish.

getting in a fight means not being a child anymore ? or breaking his jaw ? aah...i know...almost being dead maybe...

anyway, great chapter
the thing is, it really sounds realistic with the single and PB release dates...lucky you

[Aioros]

I wasn’t able go to class today because I woke up at 2 PM. I had a big headache. Probably because of the amount of blood I lost and probably because I haven’t eaten anything since dinner last night. I looked at the ceiling, trying to remember what happened yesterday. Everything was still fresh in my mind. What I did, what they did to me and what they said. I wanted to erase this from my memory but somehow I couldn’t. I still cringe when I remember the first punch that hit me. Tell me, how am I supposed to forget it when I’m here telling it to you again?

I wonder what I missed in school today. Sugaya was probably the talk of the class with her photobook being released. I’m sure she’s going to have more fans. But I’m hoping that they wouldn’t be just like those men.

I was about to go downstairs to eat when Okita-san knocked at the door.

“Someone is waiting for you downstairs.”
“Thanks. I’ll be down in a while.”

Who could it be? I asked myself as I walked out of my room. Hehe. I hope it’s my cousin. Maybe he’s come to return the single he borrowed from me. I had a good laugh last night as I imagined him in his karate gi, practicing, with Momo-san clapping and Jiriri Kiteru playing in the background. It was really funny. You would probably be laughing too If you saw something like that.

I could walk but I could still feel the pain of the beating I got with each step I took.

When I saw who was waiting for me, I didn’t know how to react.

It was Sugaya.

She smiled when she saw me. Some of the pain went away momentarily but all of it came back as fast as it went away because I know that she’s going to worry about me. I didn’t like how fast her smile turned into a concerned look. She started crying afterwards. Why? Did I look like a mess? I remembered that I haven’t look at myself in the mirror yet. I must really look like a mess.

“Why are you crying? Now Kumai-chan and the others are going to get mad at me.” I said, trying to change the mood.
She kept on sobbing
“I wonder what they’ll do to me?  Maybe they’ll blindfold me and tie me up and throw me to a group of your fans.”
“That’s not funny.” She said. I should know. I just experienced it first hand. I was just trying to make her stop crying.
“What happened?” she asked me.
“I told you yesterday, I had a sparring match with my cousin.” I was still mumbling because my jaw didn’t feel any better.
“You look…”
“I look what?”
“Please tell me the truth. Those wounds, your hand, they don’t look like something you can get in a sparring match.”

I told Momo-san not to tell her anything but it looks like I’m going to be the one to tell her about it, which is probably a good idea. I wouldn’t want her to know about this from someone else.

“I….I got into a fight because some men were saying things about you.” I guess that can summarize what happened yesterday.
“You didn’t have to do that. I know, people say a lot of things about us.”
“They were saying bad things about you.”
“Yes, they say things that are awful or even sick but that’s how it goes. I don’t like it but that’s one of the things I have to put up as an idol.”

I was silent.

“Tell me, what did they say? What did they say to make you do it?”  She looked at me straight in the eye. Her tears stopped falling but I was afraid that if I tell her they’d fall again.

Could I tell it to her? Could I tell her what they said that made me snap? Could I tell her that one of the men said that she won’t be a virgin when she reaches thirteen?

“They said that you won’t be…. when you… turn thirteen.”
“I won’t be what?”
“You won’t be….won’t be… won’t be…won’t…..be…a…”
“You can’t tell me?   Whatever you hear about us, about me, don’t believe them unless it comes from me. Go ahead, tell me.”
“They said that you won’t be a virgin anymore when you reach thirteen.” I don’t know where I got the courage to say something like that to her .We were in no position to talk about that topic. But I couldn’t’ take it back.

She stared at me. I looked down. I saw the bracelet on her wrist. It was wet with her tears. I should have been the one to wipe it from her eyes. Then I looked at her again.

“If you’re really bothered by that, then I have something to tell you. If that ever happens, you will be the first one to know. If that were true, then it’s you who would know.”

Was it my turn to cry now?

Our conversation didn’t sound like it was between two kids.

Our conversation didn’t sound like it was between classmates.

Our conversation didn’t sound like it was between friends.

What are we then?

She held my broken hand. It hurt but I didn’t show her that it did. She put her head on my chest. I put my arms around her. The sweet fragrance of her hair removed any traces of the scent of blood that I could smell since I woke up. All the pain went away again and this time it didn’t come back as fast as it did earlier. Being with her made me realize again how lucky I am.

I’m not really good with this stuff…

“Tell me honestly, do I look like a mess?” I asked her. Wow! What a great question to start another conversation!
“You look worse with your glasses on.” She said smiling.
“Oh yeah? How come those girls in the parlor kept on looking at me when I was wearing them?”
“Maybe it was their first time to see a pretty girl go out with someone like you.”
“Or maybe they were wondering why the guy was cuter than the girl.”
“Not funny!”
“But you’re laughing, aren’t you?”

I wiped away the remaining tears from her eyes. We laughed until she told me why she was there.

“We’re going to have another exam next week. Teacher told me to give you these handouts.”
“Thanks. I’ll try to catch up.”
“Now it’s my turn to help you.”
“Great!”
“But that’s not just the reason why I’m here.”

She took out something from her bag and gave it to me. It was wrapped with pages from an old magazine. I already have a feeling what it was.

“This is for you.” She said as she tiptoed and gave me a quick kiss on the lips. “Hope that helps you get better. I have to go now. ”
“I can walk you home.” I said.
“In your condition? By the time we arrive at our house, I’d have to give you a ride home. My mom told me that she’d be here in a few minutes.”
“You have a point.”
“You didn’t tell me that you lived in such a big house.”
“It’s not that big.”

She noticed the piano in the living room.

“You play the piano?”
“No. My younger sister does.”
“What? You never told me you had a younger sister.”
“Yes I have a sister. I haven’t told her that you’re my classmate because she might go crazy.”
“Go crazy?”
“She likes Berryz Koubou and C-ute.”
“Really? I hope that I can meet her someday”
“You will, someday.”

Then we heard a car beep.

“Thanks for dropping by.”
“No problem.”
“Get home safely.”
“I will.”
“Tell your mom I said hi.”
“Sure.”

I looked through the window as she walked out of our gate. She looked back and waved at me. I waved at her too. Then she closed the gate.

I went back to my room and I opened what she gave me. But I didn’t open it entirely. I just removed the magazine pages she used to cover it.  

I was right.

I saw the image I was staring at as I was getting beat up on the street yesterday, the same image that my blood dripped on. But my body didn’t remember the pain it came with anymore.

My phone rang. It was her

“Do you like it?” she asked.
“I haven’t opened it yet.”
“Don’t you want to see what’s inside?”
“I don’t have to. I know that you look pretty in the pictures inside but what I see everyday is a lot more beautiful.”
“I…”
“You what?”
“I think I love you.” she said.
“That’s what I’ve been thinking too.”
“Good. Now we don’t have to think anymore.”
“Really? Why?” she got me a bit confused.
“Because I can say it to you.”
“Say what?” I asked.
“I love you.”

Then there was silence. My heart was beating faster than it usually does. I couldn’t talk. I couldn’t explain what I’m feeling at the moment. .

So that’s the power those three words have. Hearing it from her made me remember the first conversation we had, the first time we held hands, the first time she called my name, the first time I held her in my arms and the first time we kissed. I wonder if I’ll ever experience this feeling again.

I don’t know if she was still in the other line. Was she waiting for me to cancel the call or was it me who was waiting for her to cancel it?

“Still there?” I asked.

There was no answer.

“I love you too, Risako.”

I wasn't expecting her to answer but she did.

“I’ve been waiting to hear that from you.”

There was silence once again. But this time I was sure that she was no longer on the other line.

[ChrNo]

aaaaah....i'm feeling so great...finally they said it...awww...what a nice monring....

Tell me, how am I supposed to forget it when I’m here telling it to you again?

This you can stand for the diary right hahaha after effect...

“Someone is waiting for you downstairs.”
“Thanks. I’ll be down in a while.”

Who could it be? I asked myself as I walked out of my room.

i guess if it was your cousin Okita-san wouldn't have said Someone? huhu

I had a good laugh last night as I imagined him in his karate gi, practicing, with Momo-san clapping and Jiriri Kiteru playing in the background. It was really funny. You would probably be laughing too If you saw something like that.

I didn’t like how fast her smile turned into a concerned look. She started crying afterwards.

heh...this girl is so sweet...poor guy let's see how is he going to make her stop

“Why are you crying? Now Kumai-chan and the others are going to get mad at me.”

definitively a bad beginning but that was funny hahaha

“I wonder what they’ll do to me?  Maybe they’ll blindfold me and tie me up and throw me to a group of your fans.”
“That’s not funny.”

it was in a way...poor them

I was just trying to make her stop crying.

Now you know it's hard to make a girl stop crying right...

“I look what?”
“Please tell me the truth. Those wounds, your hand, they don’t look like something you can get in a sparring match.”

perspicacious, isn't she

I told Momo-san not to tell her anything but it looks like I’m going to be the one to tell her about it, which is probably a good idea.

i second that

“They were saying bad things about you.”
“Yes, they say things that are awful or even sick but that’s how it goes. I don’t like it but that’s one of the things I have to put up as an idol.”

i just hope she doesn't really know or imagine what they do and say...

“Tell me, what did they say? What did they say to make you do it?”  

here...i really was doubtful about his answer and thought he wouldn't say the real reason...

“They said that you won’t be a virgin anymore when you reach thirteen.” I don’t know where I got the courage to say something like that to her .

he really did it...it was hard for him to ask her out...or to say he likes her...but he got the courage to tell him the truth about that...wow...what a progres...

“If you’re really bothered by that, then I have something to tell you. If that ever happens, you will be the first one to know. If that were true, then it’s you who would know.”

that wasn't really the kind of answer i was expected ...actually all the mature attitude of Risako is unexpected...but it's still realistic...now i wonder what does she mean by all this you
hu hu hu...

Our conversation didn’t sound like it was between two kids.

abviously not...at least not for 12 yo little boy and girl...i guess...

What are we then?

that question was for me ! What are you then !XD

She held my broken hand. It hurt but I didn’t show her that it did.

hahahaha...wanna act tough heeh...

She put her head on my chest. I put my arms around her. The sweet fragrance of her hair removed any traces of the scent of blood that I could smell since I woke up. All the pain went away again and this time it didn’t come back as fast as it did earlier. Being with her made me realize again how lucky I am.

awww....sweet...yep you are lucky...

“Tell me honestly, do I look like a mess?” I asked her. Wow! What a great question to start another conversation!

:ROTFLMAO:

“You look worse with your glasses on.”

oh snap ! :ROTFLMAO: :ROTFLMAO: :ROTFLMAO: :ROTFLMAO:

“Maybe it was their first time to see a pretty girl go out with someone like you.”
“Or maybe they were wondering why the guy was cuter than the girl.”
“Not funny!”

OMG :lmao: :lmao: :lmao: :lmao: :ROFL :ROFL :ROFL
*dies*

“But that’s not just the reason why I’m here.”

what what what

I already have a feeling what it was.“This is for you.” She said as she tiptoed and gave me a quick kiss on the lips. “Hope that helps you get better. I have to go now. ”

outch...will he really like it ? Will he remember again he was hit by it ? will he tell her ???

“You didn’t tell me that you lived in such a big house.”
“It’s not that big.”

She noticed the piano in the living room.

“You play the piano?”
“No. My younger sister does.”
“What? You never told me you had a younger sister.”
“Yes I have a sister. I haven’t told her that you’re my classmate because she might go crazy.”
“Go crazy?”
“She likes Berryz Koubou and C-ute.”
“Really? I hope that I can meet her someday”
“You will, someday.”

mmm ...little by little we know more about him huh...maybe one day we'll get to know his name who knows...he could be a very important man's son... xD

I saw the image I was staring at as I was getting beat up on the street yesterday, the same image that my blood dripped on. But my body didn’t remember the pain it came with anymore.

awww....

My phone rang. It was her

FAST !?

“Do you like it?” she asked.
“I haven’t opened it yet.”
“Don’t you want to see what’s inside?”
“I don’t have to. I know that you look pretty in the pictures inside but what I see everyday is a lot more beautiful.”

heeeeeeee.....what a kid...ladies pleaser...

“I…”
“You what?”
“I think I love you.” she said.
“That’s what I’ve been thinking to.”
“Good. Now we don’t have to think anymore.”
“Really? Why?” she got me a bit confused.
“Because I can say it to you.”
“Say what?” I asked.
“I love you.”

aaah....
i feel happy for them
Good Risako ! you made the first step !

So that’s the power those three words have. Hearing it from her made me remember the first conversation we had, the first time we held hands, the first time she called my name, the first time I held her in my arms and the first time we kissed. I wonder if I’ll ever experience this feeling again.

oh...i hope not...that would mean you 'ld be inlove with someone else...i guess...

“I love you too, Risako.”

I wasn't expecting her to answer but she did.

“I’ve been waiting to hear that from you.”

[lil_hamz]

I knew Risako would give him her PB
The last part was so sweet.... they love each other awwwwww

[ChrNo]

I knew Risako would give him her PB

we got a hint in chapter Variation

they love each other  awwwwww

actually...i think it was said at the begining...now, we can say they clearly know they love eachother ? hehe...

hum..maybe i should write shorter comments...oh maybe not "quoting" everytime like i'm doing ...i made the thread look awful...sorry

[jafeijai]

^ lol i'm sure it's fine...plus it's easier for me i don't have to list all the parts that are good (not that there are bad parts...but just some better than others ), since you've already done it before me

and since we're commenting on the latest chapter, KITA~~! LOVE CONFESSIONS~~~!!

[Tanachan]

Yay for Risako in Love! And boo at the anti-virgin crew! *blows up all 3 with detonation device*
"Where'd you get that?"
"Morning Battle. I've been fanfic hopping" *gets out Nono's ashes*

[Loser87]

This made me melt inside and I'm like...mush now =)