Some Fictional Slasher

[Fic] Eternally

2010-07-12T16:25:35Z

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Eternally

I sit there on the bench, my back leaning against it. I swing my legs back and forth as he places a pillow on my lap. He sits beside me, then lifts his legs up and lies on his back. His head gently falls on my lap, the pillow under it. I could feel his weight, slightly heavy, against the pillow. I smile as the feeling passes through me.He really is human. He has weight. I beam as I revel in the feeling.

We both look up. Our eyes gaze for awhile, as the stars shine brightly across the night sky, glittering diamonds bursting forth like light. We keep on like that, the silence stretching out between us. The silence was welcoming, peaceful and calm.

I slowly place my right arm over his. I absently raise my left hand and softly stroke his head, my fingertips gently running across his scalp. I continue to do this, not consciously aware of what I am doing.

I suddenly hear a soft sound of pleasure, which catches my attention. I turn my head down to look at him. His eyes are closed and a contented smile spread across his lips.

I smile and shake my head. I turn my head up again to look at the sky as I rest my right arm against the back rest. I continue to stroke his head with my fingertips as I find myself wishing that this moment would last forever.

If this is heaven, then I don't want anything more.

I sigh quietly. I was feeling...different. Being here, with him, felt easy, natural, right.

It just couldn't get any better than this...

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un-edited, un-beta-ed, un...anything. wrote this awhile ago. i felt inspired, and since it was my birthday, i say hey, why not?

title sucks though. i couldn't think of a better one (and i was listening to the song "Eternally" by Utada Hikaru so...) :-/

its an exercise in releasing my inner demons. so sue me.

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seven minutes past three (BMG sequel) (Chapter 1)

2009-07-23T13:01:25Z

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...and i still have no discipline. how charming.

as per belyrith's request, here's the ACTUAL sequel to Boy Meets Girl, Girl Meets Boy: A Love Story. well, more like the sequel to the side sequel.

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Chapter One

~~Dear Yuji~~,

No, that's not right. Scrap that. Start over.

Hey Yuji! How are you?

That sounds stupid. Scratch that.

...Maybe I should just leave a message on his voice mail? Or a text message instead?

I am a coward. A scared, chicken-shit coward.

I've been sitting in my desk for the last ten minutes, trying to figure out what to write to Yuji, or if I should even write to him. I don't want to appear or sound needy and desperate but I just...I don't know. I just woke up today and found myself wanting to write to him. Or call him, or send him a text message, or even leave a voice message just to say hi.

Maybe it's because you miss him.

I lightly bang my head against the desk. What the heck am I doing? I don't even know!

Yes, I miss him. Even I had to admit this to myself. He hasn't written or called in almost two weeks. I'm getting worried. Did something happen to him? Was he in an accident? Or he's just too busy, like he says. Is it because of work? Did he go out of town again? Maybe he is too busy with work...

Or maybe he just got tired of you...

No, that's not it! I quickly shove the thought out of my mind. Stupid conscience. He promised me he would always write. Or try to. No matter what happens, he would never disappear without telling me.

You don't know that. You don't know anything about him!

I throw the pen against the table and sigh. My conscience is right. How much do I really know about him? Not much. I'm the one on the losing end here.

I scrape the chair backward and stand up. There isn't any point in writing a letter anymore. I'd rather let him make the first move than embarrass myself. I don't want to appear too eager or - worse - desperate;.

I grab the door knob and pull it backward. As the door opens, I see a figure hastily climbing up the stairs. I watch as my older brother, Hoshiro, comes into view. His eyes roam around the hallway before spotting me.

"There you are!" A pained, frantic look crosses his face.

"Yeah, here I am." I raise an eyebrow. "What's going on?"

He lets out a heavy sigh. "We've got a problem."

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i...got none. except..i'm starting to hate LJ now. its getting harder to post here. its not like before when it was easier to post...

plus, i still don't have a title to this sequel so i'm keeping the working title that i'm using now. for the prologue, go here. also, i'm running a poll for this sequel's title. please vote for the BMG sequel's title here.

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Oops, Wrong Send! (Chapter 3)

2009-07-22T12:24:13Z

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Chapter 3

October 4, 2006
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Stupid alarm clock. And stupid traffic. >__<"

I woke up late again today. Came to school late. Slept most of the time throughout my last class. Barely made it in time to work.

Damn it. I need coffee.

I'm clearly not thinking straight today. Who would be, what with only six hours of sleep?? I made like a zombie and dragged myself around school most of today. I felt so sleepy that I couldn't even understand what was going on in my classes. My mind mostly drifted off to dreamland...

I've been thinking some stuff for the spare time that I had and...well, I've been thinking...maybe it's time for a change. I'm not really satisfied with the way things have been going lately and...actually, scratch that. I'm not satisfied with the way things have been going for the last few months and I think a change would do me some good.

I don't know what brought on this idea but I just thought...I'm attracting bad karma and in order for me to get rid of it, I have to attract good ones. I don't exactly know how I'm gonna do that but all my mind kept screaming was to change my life. Nothing big or major, just little changes. Which is a good thing because tomorrow is the school's Setsubun celebration. A little late considering the fact that the festival has already passed but...eh, whatever. Its not too late to make some changes.

So I've decided. Starting tomorrow, I'm gonna start some changes in my life. I resolve to be more proactive in my life instead of being passive. I resolve to be the lead heroine instead of just merely playing a minor character in my life. I resolve to live my life the way I want to. Furthermore, I resolve to do the following things:

a. Eat more healthily.
b. Be more punctual.
c. Sleep 8 hours a day.
d. Be more organized.
e. Be more outgoing.
f. Be more responsible.
g. Spend more time with family and friends.
h. Be more physically active.
i. Be more environment-conscious.
j. Read more books.
k. Enjoy being single.

I'm serious about the last one. After what happened last night, I'm through with guys and love. I don't need the drama and I don't need the complication. Frankly, I never appreciated how simple my life was before everything happened. I forgot how much I enjoyed being single.

To be honest, I'm actually thankful that Nino rejected me. It made me see the error of my ways and made me see what a stupid thing I've been doing. What the hell was I thinking??!! Falling in love with Nino??!! I was about to fall in love and with Nino! Of all people! Yuck!! Who the heck wants to fall in love with that guy??

Gross. Now I feel like throwing up.

Ugh. What a joke. That could've probably been the worst thing I could've done - seriously. Falling for a player like him is a dangerous thing. Good thing he stopped me before I completely did it. In hindsight, I'm actually glad he did me a favor. At least now, I have no more reason to be tied to him or whatever.

So it's settled then. Starting tomorrow, my new routine will be in effect. I will resolve to challenge myself by doing it...just as soon as I finish eating my sandwich...and my Macaroni salad...and my Chocolate pie...

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Hanari wrote at 0 1: 3 1: 5 6 p.m.

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October 4, 2006
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Well, that went well...

It wasn't what I actually expected but...then again, I guess I deserve it. From here on out, I guess I deserve everything that's gonna come my way.

I never told anyone why I left Tokyo. And I never told anyone why I left Kyoto and came back here. I only left word to my aunt that I was coming back to Tokyo but my reasons are my own. The real reason why is because I felt it was time for me to change my life, time to atone for my sins.

That was my mission when I finally left the train station, with my remaining piece of dignity left, and standing in front of Studio 8. People must probably be wondering what the heck is a bathroom-smelling girl with a large duffel bag doing in Shibuya. Good question...I'm wondering myself too...

I knocked on the door, hoping to find my senior and only friend back in high school. I wasn't sure but I had to take a chance. I came all the way from Kyoto and I didn't have anything else left to lose.

The door opens...and there she was. It took me a few seconds to realize it was her - my senior. I almost didn't recognize her since she was wearing denim jeans, a white sleeveless top and a red jacket, her long dark hair loose.

"What - " I guess she was shocked too because it was written all over her face. " - Sume?! SUME??!! What are you doing here?!" There was a spot of mayonnaise on the left corner of her lips, which she wipes with the back of her hand. She quickly peeks out of the door, looking to her left then right.

She suddenly pulls me in and shuts the door. My wrists are being gripped and I'm being dragged across the hallway and into a room. The door suddenly closes, leaving me and her.

She sits on a chair and continues to eat. I just stood there, watching her. For some reason, I felt that the atmosphere had suddenly changed. Her back was turned to me.

"Sen - " I started to say but she cuts me off. "What are you doing here?" Her voice is cold.

I wanted to say something but no words came out. After a few minutes, she spoke again. "You left me."

"You left me." She says again. "You were my only friend in that god forsaken school, and you left me."

I sighed. I couldn't argue with that. Well, what did you expect? It's the truth. "I'm sorry." It was all I could think of to say.

I watched as a hand go up to her face. "Sure you are."

"I am. Listen, I never meant to leave you. Heck, I never meant to leave!"

"So why did you?"

"It's not like I had a choice!" I close my eyes and sigh. I could feel my temper rising again and tried to reign it in. "Remember the last time you saw me? That was a friday, right? Well, that night, my father came home - on time for once. He came home for dinner and...announced he wanted a divorce from my mother." I winced as soon as the words tumbled out of my mouth. I never wanted to tell her this but I felt I had no other choice.

"What?! Your parents got divorced?" She turns her chair around and faces me.

I nodded and proceeded to tell her everything - how my mother destroyed all his pictures, how she packed our bags and dragged me along to Kyoto, etc. I didn't tell her about the part how I couldn't bring myself to contact her or any of my other friends because I was too ashamed about what happened.

"But...why didn't you call?" Her voice became soft.

"My mother banned me from calling anyone." I lied. "She was paranoid I would call my dad. She feared he would take me away from her. Plus, we were living with my grandparents, people who've never heard of computers or a telephone."

"Oh..." She shakes her head slightly. "All this time I thought you were dead, never to come back..."

I reach across the table and take her hands into mine. "Hanari-senpai, I'm sorry I never called. And I'm sorry I left you. I never meant to. You know that. That's why I came back - because I'm staying for good."

"Really?"

"Yeah. The good news is that I'm staying here - permanently. Is that okay?"

She nods. "Just promise me one thing."

"What?"

"Next time you leave, at least leave a number or address before you go!" She playfully slapped my hand.

I raise a hand up. "Okay, okay! I promise."

"Sume, I'm glad you're back."

"You know what? So am I."

And you know what? I am actually glad to be back. it's been awhile since I felt that "at-home" feeling...

It does feel good to be back, doesn't it?

Watch out, Tokyo! Sume is back in town!

*evil laugh*

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My name is Sume wrote at 0 2: 2 8: 3 1 p.m.

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October 5, 2006
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Mixed feelings

So...

So...

So...Sume's back in town. Its actually...um...a little weird.

Sume was my only friend back in high school. I had quite a few acquaintances back then but no real friend. She was the only one.

It's weird saying that cos I never thought I would be saying it. "Sume's back in town". Did she ever really leave town?

I never told anyone but I was devastated when she left suddenly. I spent one friday with her in school, not knowing it would be the last time I would see her. When I woke up on monday, she was gone. Everyone acted sad for a minute and then forgot about her. I kept asking myself all that time, what happened?

She says her parents got divorced. Which is a little bit shocking considering that her parents were the very image of marital and domestic bliss.

*sighs*

I guess it was just as hard for her to go through as it was for me without her. I could imagine the pain of being alone at a time when your parents are separating, with no one to turn to and changing schools suddenly. But still, she could've called me or sent me an email. She knows where I live.

There are times when I think about those last few months at school. The first few days, I had hoped that she would come back. I would always watch the door and thought that whoever opened the door would be Sume. Days turned to weeks, which turned into months. Eventually I gave up. I spent the next few months wandering the halls, not caring anymore. I never felt more alone in my life. So many things happened and -

I grew up and I realized that loneliness was just a word. And that everything is just temporary.

Don't know how I really feel abt the whole thing. On the one hand, I'm happy but on the other, I'm...I'm not really sure about this. I mean, is this the real Sume? It looks like her but...is it the same girl I knew from back then? I guess...I'm just a little bit hesitant to welcome her back since I fear that this might not be permanent.

I'm thinking I should adopt a wait-and-see attitude. Wait and see how things go. But I don't want to get too attached. I don't think I can take it any more than I can now...

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Hanari wrote at 0 8: 4 5: 2 7 p.m.

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err...hmm...

the exciting part is yet to come. chapter 2 is here, chapter 1 is here & prologue is here.

as always, comments are <3!

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Ooops, Wrong Send (Chapter 2)

2009-07-22T11:55:22Z

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was supposed to have done this last two sundays ago, July 12, 2009 because it was my birthday. thought i might as well give you guys a gift since i didn't get myself anything for my birthday. worth a shot~

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Chapter 2

October 04, 2006
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I just got home a couple of hours ago. I just...

I'm feeling a little weird, to be honest. It's just...been a really weird night. The plan I hatched was successful. Thank God. I was afraid it wouldn't be. Everybody was there and...but that wasn't the weird part. The weird part was what happened after...

I was perfectly fine, to be honest. That is, up until that part where Nino and I were sitting was beside each other, looking up at the stars. It was such a beautiful scene, just the two of us.

I feel so stupid. I just...maybe I shouldn't have leaned over or something because then, nothing would've happened. I would've never met his gaze. He never would have had to say "I'm sorry".

"I'm sorry". I'm sorry. I'm sorry. What the hell does that mean anyway???

I feel like the biggest fool in the world. All the way home, tears were running down my face. I kept hearing that song on the radio and it didn't help. I shut it off instead but the song was already stuck in my head. So now, here I am, crying my eyes out while I'm writing this. I'm sitting on the makeshift dock my father made for me, listening to the song and just...crying.

Now that I think about it, the lyrics seem appropriate (somewhat).

I don't honestly know what happens next. I just...I feel so mad. I'm acting like I'm the victim here because all I feel is pain. I know I don't have any right to feel that way because he was never mine nor we were never together to begin with. We never had any other relationship except a professional one and...my conscience is telling me that what I'm feeling is wrong because there's nothing going on between us. My conscience is telling me that its perfectly fine for him to date because he IS a young guy, and he is gonna go out and go out with anyone he wants. "He will date, you know. It's not like you own him or whatever. Besides, it's not against the law. What are you - his mother??" is what my conscience is telling me. But...I just can't stop feeling this way. I feel like I've been slighted even though I perfectly knew from the start that he was already attached. He already had someone else, someone special in his life and he made that perfectly clear right from the start. But noooooo!!! I had to go ruin it all by falling in love with him!!!

It is my fault so why am I acting like I've been cheated on?? Why am I acting like I've been jilted at the altar on my wedding day?? why, Why, WHY???

I don't know why.

And I don't know why I'm so angry either. GOD!!! Out of all the girls he could've been dating, he's dating her!! HER!!! He could've picked someone better!!! My God!!! Yeah, sure, I could understand if it was some other girl like a female celebrity but...God, her?? I would've been more okay if it was Emiko or-or-or-

He could've done better - SERIOUSLY. no, really. He seriously, really could've done better. But then again, from what I've heard...yeah, well, no wonder he's dating her...

ARGH!!! Why must I always do this to myself?? Why do I have such bad taste in men?? God, this is all my fault. I should've just turned myself in to the police instead of getting involved with him. Community service and a permanent dent on my spotless record is better than this. Never mind that I might get cut off from my father's good graces and be a public embarrassment to society...

Come to think of it, it seems like...either way, whichever I chose, in the end I still lose. Only this time, I lost my heart.

I lost my heart to a guy named Nino...

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Hanari wrote at 1 2: 0 7: 2 4 a.m.

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October 04, 2006
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I don't want to sleep yet.

I'm still sitting here, looking up at the star-laden sky. The moon isn't full tonight but it looks beautiful, shining against the dark.

I'm still listening to the song. I don't know why but I feel like the lyrics speak to me (somewhat). It's just...it fits my state of mind right now, sitting here at the makeshift dock, my legs hanging against the edge and looking up at the sky.

I can't help but listen to the song and think of only one person...

Mikazuki

We were always together
The two of us walked down a straight road
Separating into two,
we walked off in our separate ways

I hold to this chest that overflowed in loneliness
Even now, I look up at a sky that seems about to cry
I thought of you...

Even in the nights without you
like that, no more cry
I won't cry anymore
Because I'm trying my best
Because I'll become strong
You must be watching too
This crescent moon that seems like it’ll disappear
Because we're connecting
Because I love you

The days when I warmed my completely chilled hands by myself
I so, so yearned for your warmth

No matter how much I was told & "I love you" on the phone
I couldn't ever rely on you
I wiped my tears...

Even in the nights without you
like that, no more cry
I won't cry anymore
Because I'm trying my best
Because I'll become strong

Next time, when will we be able to meet, I wonder?
While embracing the batteries up until then
I said the one word that you love

*Even in the nights without you
like that, no more cry
I won't cry anymore
Because I'm trying my best
Because I'll become strong
You must be watching too
This crescent moon that seems like it'll disappear
Because we're connecting
Because I love you

I stretched out my hand toward the crescent moon
Let these feelings reach you

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Hanari wrote at 0 1: 0 3: 1 5 a.m.

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October 04, 2006
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Damn it.

I feel like cursing right now. This day is turning out to be the worst...

I fell asleep late once I got home last night, or should I say this morning? I was finally asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow. I was on my way to saying how I got a decent sleep when this morning, my mother woke me up.

Damn it.

If things could go bad, they could definitely get worse. And they did.

She started screaming, bursting into my room, and told me to get up for work. As soon as I got down for breakfast, she greeted me with another bout of screeching.

"YOU BROKE UP WITH HANARI???"

Why, yes. And while we're at it, why don't we bring on the fireworks?

She gave me the whole litany, blah, blah, blah. I think she forgot we weren't together to begin with. I would've told her that but I chose to walk out instead.

Eh. I'll deal with that later.

I was already inside the car, when I get a text message from my sister. Next thing I know, I'm getting a barrage of text messages from most of my relatives. All of the messages contain the same thing - "How could you??", "What were you thinking??", "Why did you break up with her??", "What the hell is wrong with you??", "She's a nice girl. How come it didn't work out??", "It's all your fault.", etc. I rolled my eyes at all of it; some, I didn't bother reading. Frankly, I don't really care.

One thing I'm surprised though, word sure travels slow around here...

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Nino wrote at 1 0: 2 1: 0 7 a.m.

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October 04, 2006
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Oh my god!! How rude!!

Stupid guy!! I can't believe this!! What a jerk!

So there I was, on my way out. I just came off the train, walking down the platform with my bags in tow and here comes this tall guy, bumping against me. Everything would've been fine if the guy watched where he was going.

Seriously, that guy was a jerk! He didn't even help me get up or fix my bags. He just deliberately bumped into me, sending me falling down and my bags flying open. My clothes got scattered all over the floor. And all he could say was "I'm sorry".

*makes a face*

What a jerk!

That was really embarrassing. Everyone seeing my underwear and clothes all over the floor. It's a wonder I have any shred of dignity left...

I can't go out there. I'm too ashamed. So here I am, hiding in the bathroom, writing this down. I'm sitting on a toilet seat lid and it smells...ugh! It smells like someone died in here.

What a way to start my new "life"...thanks God! no, really - thanks a lot...

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my_sakura wrote at 0 8: 4 7: 2 9 a.m.

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chapter 2 of the Boy Meets Girl, Girl Meets Boy: A Love Story side-sequel. prologue is here & chapter 1 is here. for the original story, Boy Meets Girl, Girl Meets Boy: A Love Story, go here.

i would recommend reading the first story (BMG) before reading this. the story makes more sense that way.

i've got no notes this time except...i should have posted this a long time ago. i've been writing this story for a year now. its an on and off thing. i stop, i write, i write, i stop. i've stopped again because RL has eaten my life and sucked the soul right out of me.

comments are <3 though!

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new year? maybe...

2009-03-20T19:12:46Z

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i forgot this existed. almost...

its been awhile since i last posted here. 6 months? wow~

tsk tsk~

anyway, i haven't stopped writing completely. i have written some stuff, only intermittently. school has really eaten up most of my life so i cannot completely devote my time to writing. but, rest assured, i have written some parts of BMG sequel, and the sequel to the sequel. i've been focusing solely on that for the past 8 months since i lost time to write for myself.

i did figure out some stuff awhile back. it took me awhile but i'm getting there. also, i think i've come up with a title. its not good but i guess it'll do. this time, i'll let the readers decide which title they want.

View Poll: BMG Side-Sequel Title

please vote! and keep those comments coming. otherwise, i might forget to post! LOL

so far, i've only developed a technique. instead of writing one chapter after the other, i've decided to do it backwards. writing the ending first and working my way back so i know where the story's going so far. its better this way. either that, or i select scenes that keep jumping in my head the most so i write those first. i pick a chapter which keeps popping in my head so i write that first then move on to the next one. it helps me that way to write (for some weird reason).

i've also thought up of a title for the sequel so please vote for that too! so i can post the succeeding chapters! onegai! m(_ _)m

View Poll: BMG Sequel Title

i wonder...where else should i post this? hmmm...

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suicide mission

2008-09-16T13:55:27Z

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[date]: 09/16/08

i should have taken my own advice. but i didn't, for i didn't realize it until this morning.

i told a classmate that i could not help her until she is able to completely open herself up to me. the words did not hit me until i said it out loud. it was the same thing i am currently experiencing with...a certain someone.

so here i am. i'm doing this. i'm posting this and leaving this open for her to read. i figured that if i die, i might as well die trying since i'm already here.

taking a risk is like jumping off a cliff. i want to jump off that cliff right now, never mind if my heart is encased in fear. i'd rather do that than anything else. i want to do it because i want this person in my life. I want this person to help me. and i figured that she cannot if i cannot be completely open and honest to her.

i like this person. i admire her a lot. i think she could help me a great deal, more than i expect, more than i could possibly ever imagine. this person...i want her to be my mentor. i already asked her to be but i have yet to actually take her offer up on it, particularly because i am afraid to reveal myself and because i am afraid of what she might think of me if i do.

so here i am. here's my horrifying secret: yes, i am a fangirl. it might surprise some people and lead them to commit a fallacy of generalization. truth is, "fangirl" is a derogatory term. i guess that term applies to me but not in the traditional sense. i am not stupid, shallow nor vain. yes, i am prone to squealing, flailing and gushing but that's just in the privacy of my own blog. or with my friends. i do not reveal that in public often because it is not necessary nor important. it might shock some people to know that i am actually the picture of proper decorum in public. i am as polite as i can try to be. most of the time i am.

so i guess the cat's out of the bag. there you go.

i am posting all the chapters of BMG here and all its sequels for her (and everyone else's) benefit. just to make it easier to find and read. its not the best, mind you, but i like it. ~~(it's certainly better than those out there. it should - it set the damn standards for the rest of the fics that followed.)~~

without further ado, douzo~

A. Boy Meets Girl, Girl Meets Boy: A Love Story

Prologue||Chapters 1-3||Chapter 4||Chapter 5||Chapter 6||Chapter 7||Chapter 8||Chapter 8 1/2||Chapter 9||Chapter 10||Chapter 11||Chapter 12||Chapter 13||Chapter 14||Chapter 15||Chapter 16||Chapter 17||Chapter 18||Chapter 19||Chapter 20||Chapter 21||Chapter 22||Chapter 23||Chapter 24||Chapter 25 (Version 1) (Version 2)||Chapter 26||Chapter 27||Chapter 28||Chapter 29||Chapter 30||

I. Boy Meets Girl, Girl Meets Boy: Four Seasons (set of drabbles)

a. Natsu
b. Aki
c. Fuyu
d. Haru

B. Oops, Wrong Send! (BMG side-sequel)

Prologue||Chapter 1

C. BMG Sequel

Prologue

*sighs*

oh, well. it could be worse. i could be lying in a ditch, left for dead. better this way, i guess....

~~maybe i am a masochist...~~

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Oops, Wrong Send! (chapter 1)

2008-09-16T13:40:02Z

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Chapter 1

To: Hanari (+081803642****)
From: Emiko (+081945100****)
Date: 10 - 04 - 2006 12:13:37 am
Messages: Inbox
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Where are you? I checked your room but you weren't there. I tried calling you but no one's answering. Why did you leave? And why the hell is Nino in your room??

Why did you let a guy sleep in your room?? I thought -

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To: Hanari (+081803642****)
From: Emiko (+081945100****)
Date: 10 - 04 - 2006 12:18:14 am
Messages: Inbox
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Ok, seriously, this is insane. Why aren't you answering your fone?? Either you're asleep or...damn, what the heck?? What am I gonna do?? What the hell am I gonna tell your aunt and uncle when they find out there's a guy sleeping in your room, ALONE, much less they see it's Nino??!! He's sleeping ON YOUR BED for God's sake!!

I really think you've gone over the edge here...what were you thinking??!!

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To: Hanari (+081803642****)
From: Emiko (+081945100****)
Date: 10 - 04 - 2006 12:31:02 am
Messages: Inbox
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Where are you???? You know what?? Forget it. I have half a mind to let you be in trouble since you're not answering your fone. I could care less what happens when your aunt and uncle find out that you let a guy sleep in your room, ALONE, and uninvited. Besides, I thought you never let guys into your room, much less sleep on your bed?

This...this really says alot...

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October 04, 2006
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I woke up a several hours ago a little woozy. I tried getting up but when I sat up, my head started spinning so I laid back down again...

I'm not in my room - that's the first thing I noticed when I opened my eyes. It took me several minutes to realize that I was in someone else's room. It must be the coffee that did this to me. The last thing I remember was looking at the starlit sky with -

Oh, wait...that's right. It was her.

Damn it. I don't know how long I was out. I kept trying to remember as I sat up from the bed. Of course, it didn't occur to me to check my watch, only to find out it was after midnight.

I climbed out of the bed and slipped on my shoes. They were firmly placed next to the bed. Huh...I don't remember that being there...

I started wandering around the room, trying to figure out who owned the room I was in. Turning on the light, I quickly realized that I was in a girl's room. My eyes roam around to get a good view. Beside the door was the light switch, which was next to the bed. On the far side of the room was a cabinet. Next to it was the computer. I turned around to find a desk and book shelf made of wicker. Rows and rows of books lined each shelf, except for the top. I stared at the pictures, each with its own frame, lining the top shelf. For some reason, I got this really weird feeling that I've been here before...

I went back to the bed and on my way, I saw a corkboard next to the light switch. A paper pinned against it caught my eye. And that's when it hit me.

This is Hanari's room.

I dropped myself onto the bed and stared at the ceiling. This was Hanari's room. The room was Hanari's. I was in Hanari's room. But...how did I get here?

I kept trying to remember how when I heard the door knob turn. I quickly scrambled under the blankets and pretended to sleep when I heard Sho-kun's voice whispering into the room.

"Hey, why is the light on?"

Oh, crap. I forgot to turn off the lights. Damn it.

"Maybe Hanari left it on." Another voice whispered.

"Oh, who cares? Just get him out of here. It's already past midnight." A female voice (I think it was Emiko) piped in. "Honestly, I don't know what the hell is that girl thinking, letting Nino sleep in her bed." I could hear slight contempt in her voice as she said my name.

Well, Emiko-chan, you're off my Christmas list then!

Next thing I know, hands were slowly shaking me and Sho's voice was gently telling me to wake up. I pretended to move a bit but just shoved him off.

"Oh screw this!!" Jun's voice hoarsely cut through the air. "Oi! Wake up!" He fiercely whispered as his hand slapped my face - hard. I frowned but didn't get up. He then slammed a pillow on my face.

I growled and pushed the pillow away, slowly opening my eyes. I pretended to be half-asleep, throwing a yawn here and there for effect. "Huh?"

"It's time to wake up. Come on." Sho gently patted me. I looked up and saw Jun, Aiba and Oh-chan staring at me. Emiko was leaning against the doorway, staring at the floor.

"Jun-kun woke me up, didn't he?" I grumbled as I slid my shoes on. "You know, the slap really wasn't necessary. He scratched my face!" I complained to Sho-kun.

"God, don't be so dramatic~" Jun rolled his eyes. I could hear happiness in his voice.

"Don't worry. We'll put some ice pack when we get you home, okay?" Sho-kun ushered everyone out.

"Let me see." Oh-chan's hands were on my chin as he turned my head towards his. "It doesn't look that bad, I guess..."

"Oh-chan~" I whimpered.

It was past one in the morning when we drove off from the girls' place. No one said a word during the car ride home.

"I can't believe you guys kidnapped me and Ohno!" My voice was angry.

"And I can't believe you two fell for it!" Jun laughed maniacally.

"I can't believe we even pulled it off." Aiba pointed out. "It was all Hanari's idea anyway. I gotta hand it to her though - the plan did work."

They all nodded in agreement. "What plan??!!" I yelled. "You mean she set this all up??"

"Eh...we'll tell you the story tomorrow, okay?" Sho said through chuckles. "Gah~ We better get home. I feel so tired..."

I growled and slumped back on my seat. I can't believe she pulled a stunt like this!!

...though I gotta hand it to her. I didn't think she had it in her to do something so...so-so-so deviously evil, its as if...something I might actually do...

So that's how my night went. I don't even know why I'm writing this down, much less posting it here. I guess I'm just trying to make sense of things. I just...

...hey, wait...where are we going??!!

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Nino wrote at 0 2:2 1:3 4 a.m.

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still a working title. i could not come up with any better or an inspiring one. thought i'd just post it up there since i'm about to do something...drastic.

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Wanted: Beta-reader (plus BMG sequel)

2008-09-16T12:49:31Z

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my beta-reader is missing. actually, most of them are. either they disappear suddenly for no reason at all ~~Rori~~ or they're too busy with work or school. in any case, i need a new one. anyone want the job, feel free to pm me or email me or whatever...

Job specifications/qualifications/requirements

- must be a fan of Arashi
- must be extremely familiar with the boys' personalities
- must have a general knowledge of the boys' personalities in terms of psychological analysis

- must be familiar with the story of BMG (being a fan is a plus!)
- must be someone i've met? or encountered, maybe. a reader or fan perhaps? idk...any one of those is fine to me.

- must have good command of English language, including grammar and punctuation.

Job description

not much. just basically edit out the chapters. check if the characterization is correct, plots are in line, etc. oh, and help me in brainstorming. i tend to do that a lot, esp when i run out of plots. and be my reference person, i guess? i have a lot of questions sometimes so i need someone knowledgeable enough to answer it.

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so...

so...

i'm putting BMG on hold for awhile. for so many reasons. school is taking up all of my time. i've been falling in and out of depression lately, which makes it extremely harder for me to write. my beta-reader is currently busy. i still have yet to hear from her, particularly her opinion on chapter 10 (which makes me extremely worried). i'm still having problems with my writing style, particularly the fact that i cannot write wittily or humurously. screw that.

the main reason, i think, is because i might be falling out of love with those two. i feel...so uninspired lately. school has got me bogged down. i'm depressed all the time. and...i think i'm falling for someone else....

i'm falling for a new OTP. i've joined the rest of the world since being bitten by the Twilight bug. wth...

Edward and Bella are iconic. their story is a love story of a generation - my generation. the way fans/readers feel about them is the way i want others to feel abt my OTP - that they are classic, iconic. like there's no one like them in this world.

anyway...enough abt them. abt BMG - i've written the side-sequel. its called that way because its part sequel and part side story. its written from someone else's POV (a new character) so it gives a refreshing look on the story. i've decided i might go through with the whole letter-writing aspect of the story because that's the initial premise of the story. its one of the reasons why the story exists. my only question is this - should the readers know what the letters contain? i'm still wondering if they should or not. i mean...is that relevant? do they really want to know what the letters contain?

(what letters? what am i even talking abt?)

there's this guy....a secret admirer that sends the heroine letters. that's the basic premise of the side-sequel. i've given the plot away already, so its easier to guess who the heroine is.

fortunately, i've written up until chapter 10 of the story so don't worry. i'm still thinking whether or not to turn it into a 4-part story. i promised myself only 3 but....something Nino said made rethink my decision and made me want to write a sequel to the sequel. its a suicide mission, actually. i should stop at the 3rd...

letter writing. i've enlisted the help of tatsuha9. he's been very kind enough to help me out. i feel slightly embarrassed, particularly because i cannot give anything in return except my deepest gratitude/thanks. ~~(plus, cos i don't know anyone who can speak Japanese and write Kanji characters so...)~~

i've already posted the prologue here so no worries there. i'm wondering if its worth it to continue. i will never know not unless the readers comment...

tsk~

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seven minutes past three (BMG sequel)

2008-08-02T18:14:53Z

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i would actually like to get mad but...i think i'll save that for my personal blog.

[edit] NOTE: this is the sequel to my first fic, "Boy Meets Girl, Girl Meets Boy: A Love Story". I would recommend reading that to understand this better.

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Prologue

I stand at the edge of the wooden platform. The clock at the train station says it's only seven minutes past three so there aren't many people around yet. Rush hour isn't for another two hours.

I stare across from where I'm standing. I ask myself the same question I've been asking myself all morning - has it really been almost three months? It has been almost three months since I received a letter from Yuji. Back then, I didn't know that it would be my last...

The worst part is that I haven't even read the letter yet. It's been with me for two months and I still haven't read it.

I sigh as I think about it. And him. The last two months have been a strain for me. I don't say it out loud but I miss him. Despite all that's happened, I still miss him.

I turn around and leave the train station. No one knows but sometimes I just like to come here and reminisce, especially when I miss him.

Doko de, Yuji?

As I climb into my car and drive off home, I remember all the things I miss about him. I miss our talks on the cell phone. I remember he would call me at 2 a.m. just to say hello or to chat. I miss his messy, hand written letters. Whenever I would read the words, I would giggle at his handwriting. It looks like a ten year old wrote it. I miss his voice, I miss his words, I miss everything about him, never mind the fact that I've never met him in my life.

My thoughts occupy my mind, distracting me. Before I knew it, I was outside the bakeshop. I park the car outside, get out and lock it.

I enter the building and trudge up the stairs, quietly slipping past everyone. As I do, I wonder if it's wrong for me to feel something for someone I've never met before. I mean, yeah, sure, he's my secret admirer and all (or so he claims) but...I don't know. Maybe I'm being foolish, not to mention recklessly stupid. For all I know, he could be a deranged psychotic stalker with manic-depressive tendencies.

Then there's Nino. I can't...even begin to...it's complicated. The last few months have been a whirlwind for me. Since we've decided to become friends, we've been spending a lot of time together. I've gotten to know him, more than I could possibly ever imagine or hope for. What started out as a plan to fall out of love with him soon backfired. The more I got to know about him, the more I kept falling head over heels in love with him...

...which was the problem. I started having feelings for Yuji around the same time as well. And now, I'm right back where I started.

I open the door to my room and walk in. I close the door behind me and drop my bag onto the floor. As soon as it hits the ground, I suddenly hear my cell phone go off. I quickly pull it out of my jeans and flip it open. "Hello?"

My heart starts to race as a familiar voice reaches my ear.

"Hey~ Missed me?"

It was him.

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i wrote this a couple of hours ago. struck by a sudden burst of inspiration i guess. since i basically gave away the ending for the side-sequel, i knew how it was suppose to end so it was easier to write the prologue for this one. the prologue for the sequel is dependent on the ending/last chapter and epilogue of the side-sequel so...

its just a test to see if the audience is receptive to it. is it okay? tell me. what do you expect to see for the sequel? ~~shucks i still don't have a title for it!~~

gah! i feel so tired. i've worked on...two fic series tonight. i should rest...

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Translation:

Doko de - Where are you?

(it's actually an indirect translation. i wrestled between that and "Yuji, where are you?"...or was it "Where are you Yuji?" i forgot. for some reason, it sounded better in Japanese than in English. -_-")

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Oops, Wrong Send! (Prologue)

2008-08-02T17:48:07Z

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mamatay kung mamatay na. i have no excuse. for some reason, i cannot seem to justify the title. its still the "working title" because i can't seem to think of a better title. that was my original title but i can't seem to justify it with a believable plot.

*sighs*

tsk~

(oh, just in case i forgot to mention, this is the "side-sequel" to my first fic, Boy Meets Girl, Girl Meets Boy: A Love Story. initially called an "intermediary" story, a cross between a side story and a sequel.)

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Prologue

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tsk~

i wrote this like...a long time ago. i think around early this year? originally i intended it to be about "the long-lost art of letter writing" in light of Nino's Japan Post Office CM and stuff but...that didn't pan out like i hoped cos, as i found out, the process is tedious. it was time-consuming and labor-intensive because i wanted the letters to be purely handwritten and then scan them. well, that would take a long time because my handwriting sucks and i tended to use erasure tapes to cover my mistakes, which looks even worse so i scrapped the idea.

i'm not actually sure if i'm gonna push through with the whole "letter writing" plot of the story. i want to but my problem is how. i need someone to help me with that (preferably a guy...but a girl could work too), possibly someone with better handwriting than mine...and maybe one who owns a scanner, unless he/she lives in Manila.

ewan. idk. bahala na...

basically, that is one of the kinks i've been dealing with (amongst other things) while writing this fic. one of the reasons why i waited 8 months before i posted the prologue. and that's only the prologue. i haven't even gotten to the "major" plots yet, basically because i have few. this fic has slightly less plots so i'm having a hard time since i'm working with semi-thin material. and of course, the usual characterization problems...

the craziest part is that i'm writing this simultaneously with the sequel. i'm so freakin' pathetic and paranoid that i've started to write the sequel as well. i don't like wasting time and i feel like i've wasted too much time and waited long enough. it ends here and now.

still undecided. not sure if i will post the second part. this is just the first part. i'm still deciding if i should post the second part. for some reason, i cannot seem to justify that too...

_{God, I wish Rori was here...}

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[Fic] Haru

2008-08-02T17:17:12Z

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sagad-sagarin na natin. i'm already here so...

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Haru

What the hell am I doing??

Out of all the mistakes Hanari could have ever done, this has got to be the most stupid and reckless.

"Can't you go any faster?" She urged the taxi driver. The 30-something guy just shook his head.

She starts to panic. She finds herself inside a taxi cab, stuck in traffic and wondering what she just did. Guilt seeps in her mind as she recalls what she just did. I can't believe I just did that! Walking out in the middle of my oral defense - and for what?? To meet some total stranger who claims to be my secret admirer??

She didn't want to admit it, but she wanted to meet him. After almost seven months of exchanging letters with Yuji, she felt more close to him than she could ever possibly imagine. He was sincere enough, inviting her to meet him before he leaves for a trip abroad. She owed it to herself at least to go, if not to him.

One by one, cars start to disappear. The cab suddenly moves. Could it be? Did fate finally hear her prayer? Is luck finally on her side?

She arrives five minutes after four o'clock. She runs into the train station, heading quickly for the stairs. Her hand grips the rough gray railing as she runs up the steps. Her heart beats really fast with each step. The wind moves past her, blowing her straight black hair back. Why can't my feet move any faster??

She finally reaches the top step. Her feet jump, leading her down the hallway's exit. She looks to the left side before running down to the right side of the platform. She thinks she sees a guy wearing a baseball jacket. Is that him? But before she could approach the guy, he suddenly disappears.

She pushes past the crowd. Where did he go? A look of desperate anxiety crosses her face. She turns around, looking for him. She runs, reaching the end of the wooden platform.

She stops to find no one there. Instead, she looks down to see a white envelope laying on the floor. She picks it up. The words on the back read To Hanari.

A train pulls out of the station. She doesn't notice it. The envelope catches her attention. She stares at it for a second before opening it. She takes out the letter and unfolds it. She tries to read the letter but her vision suddenly blurs. Her eyes move down to the bottom of the paper, where she finds his name.

Yuji.

Her head turns up. The train moves past her. She twists her head and glances at it, confusion etched on her face. The last silver car disappears, clearing her view. She gazes across the platform as a gush of wind brushes her skin. She stares in shock at the sight that greets her vision.

Nino was standing on the other side of the platform.

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i am actually satisfied with the ending for this one. the ending was a little bit hard to write but i managed to achieve the ending i wanted/envisioned. it was what i wanted and i'm glad i got what i was exactly aiming for.

i wrote this several hours ago. once the side-sequel comes out, this is probably a dead giveaway (or chump change, whichever comes first).

no theme song for this one. i just let the image in my head guide me. unedited.

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[Fic] Fuyu

2008-08-02T16:49:18Z

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hit, duck and run for cover. *hides*

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Fuyu

She watches as the wind passes by, its coldness breezing past her face. She shivers and closes her eyes.

He catches the moment, all too suddenly, as he turns his head. His eyes remain on her, never wanting to leave as she leans back and rests her head against the seat.

She shivers again. He suddenly felt something catch in his throat. He tried to shake off the feeling and reached for the blanket beside him. He opened it and wrapped it around himself. He carefully moved to the right and unfolded the red flannel blanket. He wrapped half of it around her, making sure she was covered. Her head moved, falling slowly on his shoulder. Her lips bore a small smile.

He looks down on her sleeping face. He didn't want to admit it but he enjoyed watching her sleep. He didn't know why he did, just that he enjoyed it. It always puts a smile on his lips.

He turns his head around and stares at the sky. Streaks of gold and crimson light the ashen sky. He could hear the rooster crowing somewhere in the distance. He takes a deep breath before exhaling. He could see his breath, white and smoking in the air. The weather was cold but he didn't feel cold. Instead, a gentle sense of peace washed over him.

The lights in the back suddenly disappear. In the distance, the noise of footsteps on wood and wheels scratching metals slowly descend upon him. It cuts through the silence, snapping him back into reality.

The train slowly pulls up the station. People start to swarm around him as they wait on the platform. The train stops as its whistle goes off.

He looks again at the girl next to him. Her head is still on his shoulder. He figures he should wake her up but he couldn't bring himself to do it. No. Not yet. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he didn't have the heart to do so.

Her eyes start to flutter. She slowly opens her eyes, carefully moving her head. "Ohayou." He says softly with a smile.

"Ohayou." She smiles back. Her head turns around, and the swarm of people greets her vision. She blinks once, twice, until she realizes what is happening. She sits down and waits until they all board the train.

The conductor yells, signaling the last call for boarding. She stands up, grabs her bag and takes one step forward. She turns around and faces the guy with her. She opens her mouth to say something.No words come out so she closes her mouth. She bows instead.

The guy doesn't say anything. He just nods. He stands on the platform and watches as she turns again.

She heads for the train. She pulls a ticket from her pocket, showing it to the conductor. She climbs the stairs and makes her way down the aisle.

He looks on as she settles into a seat, right next to the window. She doesn't look out of it. Instead, she looks straight ahead.

The train slowly moves. The image that was right in front of him suddenly start to disappear. He just stands there as the girl in the window moves past his sight.

Something snaps inside him. His head turns up as his eyes grow big. His senses suddenly come back to him as realization hits him.

He moves his feet as fast as he could. He chases after the train, his footsteps slamming on the wooden platform. "Wait! Wait!" He yells.

He stops and tries to catch his breath. His eyes follow the train running off into the distance. He stares at it as it disappears, taking his chance along with it.

He never saw the tears falling down her face.

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i had a hard time with this one. quite. slightly. i wrote this...either yesterday or the day before. can't remember. i know its recent. a few days ago, at least.

this scene was inspired by MONKEY MAJIK's song, "I MISS YOU". the first time i heard the song last year, this was the scene that i saw in my head so...i guess this is the theme song? idk...

download it here.

things are finally slowing down. at the very least, i'll have more time to continue writing. now, if only i could find a beta-reader to help me out...

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[Fic] Aki (Arashi)

2008-06-05T17:02:38Z

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i swear, its the pain making me do this. there's this pain on my lower back and it hurts like hell.

damn plot bunnies. they keep me awake at night. D:

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Aki

The night is young.

It was one of those nights, one where anything could happen. The street is dark, except for the orange glow the post lamp emits. There isn't any sound, just silence dominating the air.

The girl stands in the open doorway, leaning against it. She quietly stares at the young man sitting on the curb. The sidewalk was empty; there was nothing to block her view.

He tilts his head up, his gaze directed towards the night sky. He watches as small dots appear in the sky, sparkling brightly. He revels in its beauty for a moment, encasing the memory in his mind. "It's so beautiful..." He murmurs to himself.

The girl stops staring. Her mind reminds her about his presence, long enough for her to remember that she's holding a tray filled with two cups of coffee and two plates of Strawberry cake. She goes out, sets the tray beside her, handing out the food and drinks.

They talk for a bit, admiring the beautiful night sky. They eat, they laugh, they chat.

He suddenly turns his head, his face a mere inch away from hers. She was hoping for a kiss.

"I'm sorry..." He says.

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part 2 of the set (part 1 can be found here).unbeta-ed/unedited. i wrote that like...awhile ago. somewhere in between laying out plots and everything else, that popped into my head. not the best i could come up with but...eh..you do with what you have, i guess...

sounds familiar doesn't it? really, it does. i'm in that mood again...

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[Fic] Natsu (Arashi)

2008-06-05T14:02:51Z

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had another sudden burst of creativity. i was reading this and for some reason, i started crying. chalking it up to my hormones.

so i was all set to write and as i was reviewing notes/reading research materials, i found an outline i wrote awhile back but forgot until now. it got me to thinking and...inspired me in some way, i guess.

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Natsu

It was hot. There was no other word for it.

She tilts her head up, shielding her eyes as she glances at the blue sky. Tiny drops are forming on her forehead, little beads waiting to fall. The heat was searing her, waves passing her as she walks down the street.

The sun suddenly moves, far away from her eyes. She smiles a bit when the sun finally gives her a chance to see the world around her. She continues to walk down the street, hoping to get some coffee. Coffee was all she was looking for.

She takes one step forward then looks up. Down at the far end of the street was a crowd, maddening, waiting as the stoplight changes its color. As the crowd moves across the street, it parts, revealing something she never thought she would see.

Was it a mirage? Her mind must probably be playing tricks with her again. She blinked once, twice until it hit her. It wasn't a mirage. It was the guy she had always been thinking about, the guy she regularly saw in her dreams.

Once again, she was mesmerized. The world around her seemed to stop, even for just a moment. Her legs suddenly felt heavy but she continued to walk, albeit slower. As she moved, her eyes never left the person she was staring at. She turns her head sideways, her gaze following the crowd.

No one saw the guy with the hot coffee cup coming.

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brownie points to anyone who can figure out the last line. i'm sure a handful of you guys know this (or where it came from). sounds familiar?

so basically the one above is a hetero fic. yes kids, i like Arashi hetero fics. please leave now if you value your time. no shounen ai/yaoi here. sorry. ~~not~~

this is actually just a drabble. or one-shot, whatever. reads more like a one-shot even if its short so... *shrugs*

i would do the whole title she-bang list but...that just kind of ruins the whole look. but if i was OC, it would look like this:

Title: Natsu
Series: Four Seasons
Genre: Fiction - Fan, Music
Theme/s: Hetero, Love, Romance, etc.
Topic: my ultimate OTP (hetero)
Fandom: JE - Arashi
Pairing: Nino/"some girl"
Characters: Kazunari Ninomiya, _________
Rating: PG - 13 (?)
Summary: ...i got none.
Notes: unbeta-ed/unedited
Disclaimer: I don't own Arashi. They are the sole "property" of Johnny's Entertainment...except for the girl. i own her.

i got inspired for some reason. i was talking to a friend abt doing drabbles or one-shots of hetero fics and...idk, one thing led to another and the next thing i know, i was inspired by the idea and wanted to take on the challenge. hetero drabbles/one-shots is something i've never done often and it's not a popular genre/type but then i found out there's an audience for it, even if its just a small one. even i was surprised to find out there's actually a demand for it. i saw a void, asked myself "yeah, why isn't there?" and thought "why not?". idk...i might do it often. who knows?

a little offering, i guess. good news is i'm coming out of my hiatus. yes, that means i'm gonna start writing again. this is the first fic i've written so far and the first since i've broken out of my hiatus. eventually, there'll be more to come (i hope).

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[Fic] PAAAAN! (JE)

2008-05-29T11:17:39Z

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Warning: might be a long, chatty post so better leave now if you value your time.

so i was reading arashi_pandesal's comments and it got me to thinking. everytime i find myself talking to her, the topic suddenly drifts to writing. for some reason, i wanted to have another animated discussion with her abt writing, for God knows what reason. another one of my "brainstorming" discussions, where i always get inspired and stuff. idk why but i always get a kick out of those discussions. maybe because i enjoy them...

somewhere along the way of my trail of thought, i suddenly remembered i had this drabble i wrote a long time ago. it was a part of a set, one of those "insane" moments i had. i never actually posted this before, only sent it to a friend to read. so off i went to look for it. i thought i lost it but then i found it again. i guess the word "pan de sal" (salted bread) reminded me about it. that, and probably another fan saying how she was looking for Arashi hetero fics (preferably drabble or one-shot), though this fic isn't abt Arashi.

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3. PAAAAN!

She screamed, first in shock, then in anger. She raised a hand, whacking Maru on the head. She then proceeded to shove him, watching as he fell down onto the floor.

And all because he suddenly yelled "PAAANNN!".

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Title: PAAAAN!
Genre: Fiction - Fan, Music
Theme/s: Romance? "PAAAAN!"
Topic: Maruyama Ryuhei
Fandom: JE - Kanjani8
Pairings: Maru/Some girl
Characters: Ryuhei Maruyama, some girl whose name idk...
Rating: PG-13?
Summary: err...i don't have one. sorry.

i know the info above should come first before the drabble but..geh. i'm being lazy again.

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[Fic] It Happened One Night (JE)

2008-04-15T14:59:02Z

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Title: It Happened One Night
Genre: Fiction - Fan, Music
Theme/s: Shounen Ai, Romance
Topic: Interband Pairings, I am running out of ideas, I owe yuki84 a fic, etc
Fandom: JE - Arashi, V6
Pairings: OkaMiya (Ninomiya Kazunari x Okada Junichi)
Characters: Kazunari Ninomiya, Junichi Okada
Rating: um...PG-13?
Summary: someone gets drunk, something happens...idk...
Notes: can't say anything except...i haven't written this kind of story since...a year ago. i stopped writing cos i finally realized i sucked at writing yaoi/shounen ai, plus there are alot more talented writers than me so i moved to the hetero genre. i owe skadihelias a huge thanks for making me remember this pairing (and inspiring me!). for some reason, i have a penchant for unusual pairings, those that are not common yet that actually work (NishiKato, OhKato, MatsuMiya, YamaTo, OkaHara, OkaNo, OkaMiya, etc). I guess its the eccentric in me...not that i'm not a fan of the usual pairings (OhMiya) but...eh...whatever. oh, and a huge thanks to choconova for providing me with the idea (and the inspiration for the story). it actually pays to hang out with her! (j/k!)
Disclaimer: I wish I had my own JE boy. Sadly, they are "owned" by Johnny's and Associates.

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He didn't mean for things to happen. He didn't mean to be rude.

He didn't mean to step out of the line. It just happened.

Or at least that's what he keeps telling himself. It was an accident. Yeah, that's right. Just an accident. Nothing more.

He acts like nothing happened.

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It was just another night. Another night to fill his boring life. Another night to waste his time on, only this time, it's with everyone else.

"Oi, Jun-kun!" His best friend, a slightly burly guy, patted him on the back. "There you are! Come, help me here."

Junichi Okada, also known as Jun to his friends, rolled his eyes. "Ah, Tsuyoshi. Where's Koichi? I thought you two were hosting this party?"

"He's...somewhere. Anyway, you're my best friend so you should help me host this party." He waved a glass-filled hand towards the crowd.

Jun glances towards the crowd. He watches as his seniors, juniors and his peers gather into a hudle, drinking and laughing. Nagase laughs loud as Sakamoto stumbles while singing on the microphone. Innochi is in deep discussion with a junior. He can't remember the name of the guy but he's slightly sure it's Toma.

He was about to move when someone suddenly bumped against them. The guy slowly fell down onto the floor.

"Eh?" Tsuyoshi peers down at the guy. "Ninomiya-kun. What a surprise..."

Jun shakes his head. Nino never could hold his liquor.

"He's out cold. What do we do with him?" Tsuyoshi asks as Nino grunts, rolling on his back.

"Send him home."

Tsuyoshi stands up. "Okay, who's gonna take him home?" No one answered. "No takers?"

Everyone ignored them, just as they both expected.

Finally, his best friend gave up. "I'll take him."

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Nino runs for the bathroom as soon as the door slams open.

Jun sighs as Nino's figure runs before him. He closes the door behind him, fingers gripping the knob. Why did I take him home again?

The thought crosses his mind as he saunters from the hallway down to the bathroom. Nino's figure, hunched over the toilet bowl, greets his sight.

Guilt creeps up against Nino, slowly inching its way up his throat like bile. He should've never taken on MatsuJun's batsu game. He should've just ignored it. He should've just -

Hot liquid splashes out from his mouth.

Nino coughed, his lips dripping wet. He cringes as his throat becomes sore. He scolds himself mentally for drinking those two bottles of beer Aiba gave him but he couldn't just let it pass. He couldn't let MatsuJun call him names and get away with it. Not this time.

He wipes his mouth with his hands. "I'm sorry..." He says meekly at his senior as he looks up.

Jun stands quiet and stares. He doesn't move or say anything, which makes Nino cringe even more with guilt. He was about to say something when he felt dizzy again.

Nino groans as soon as he finishes throwing up.

"Here." Junichi sets a tray next to Nino. The tray is filled with an array of objects, including a glass of water, some tablets, a bottle of mouthwash and a face towel. He rubs Nino's back for reassurance.

He takes the glass of water and the tablets. It slips past his mouth, along with the liquid. He quickly grabs the bottle of mouthwash, uncapping it and gurgling one-fourth of the bottle. The chemical hits his gums, burning against his throat like fire. He spits it back out onto the bowl, the mint-flavored liquid dripping from his mouth.

Jun kneels down beside Nino. He gently pulls his friend back and leans him against the bathtub. He takes Nino's chin between his thumb and index finger, turning the face towards him. With a face towel, he gently wipes the sweat off Nino's face.

"I'm so sorry..." Nino whispers as Jun continues to wipe his chin. "You're going to hate me tomorrow..."

"Why?"

The only answer Jun got was Nino's soft lips pressing against his.

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i wrote this awhile back. around a few days before New Year, i think...i owed yuki84 a fic and this is what came out. a feeble attempt at writing shounen ai. unbeta-ed/unedited.

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All Rolled Into One: Mad Confessions of a Househusband (Chapter 10)

2008-04-15T11:32:46Z

i am depressed right now. plus, i feel sad cos this blog's looking really sad and lonely lately.

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i was thinking if i should post the BMG side-sequel but...i guess i'll hold out for awhile. i'm still having issues with the title (not that anyone cares anyway...).

i guess what i want to say is...i haven't really been writing anything new in awhile. well, except for the ff: BMG side-sequel, Confessions, A Song for Bianca (i got as far as chapter 1), Shadow Warriors (i'm still thinking if i should continue it) and that OkaMiya (Junichi Okada/Nino) fic i wrote last December. i write, just not often as i want to. a little sad though cos i wish i was as prolific as the others.

i was also thinking if i should post this in a community or something but i figured not since most of the readers in LJ are fans of yaoi/shounen ai (with the exception of my Flist). i wonder...is there a place for my fics in the Arashi fic fandom?

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Chapter Ten

"Kiss me."

"Eh?" Nino scrunched up his face and leaned forward. Come again?

"Please kiss me, Ninomiya-kun..." Inoue Mao exclaimed shyly.

I'd be glad too! Nino thought as he leans forward, closing his eyes and puckering his lips....

RING!! RIIIING!! RIIING!!

His eyes quickly flew open, causing a migraine to form in his head. What the...? He groans, turning on his side. He grabs the nearest pillow and covers his ears but the ringing continued.

10 minutes later, he finally drags himself out of bed. Whoever it is at the door seriously has a death wish, he thought. Everyone knew better than to wake him up this early, unless it was for work.

He was about to yell at the person as soon as he opens the door but before he could, Rimei suddenly shoves a little boy into his arms. Taname then gives him two gym bags, slinging one on each of his arms.

"What's this?" He tilts his head to one side.

"Here's the list of emergency numbers, in case anything happens. Our numbers are on there at the list. At the back, you'll find a list of the food he eats."
"His toys and changing clothes are in the bag as well. Don't forget to feed him at 2 p.m and take him to the park after that."
"He's allergic to cats so keep him away from that. Call us in case anything happens, okay?"

"Huh?"

"Hurry!! We're already late!!" Taname grabs her sister and makes a run for it.

"Be good, okay?" Rimei whispered to a sleeping Niichiro before dashing off.

"Hey, where are you...going...?" Nino watches as they both run.

"School!"

School...? "O-Oi! Cho-chotto matte!! Oi!! Where are you going?? Come back here!! Hey!!! What about him?? What am I gonna do with him?? I don't know how to do this!!! I'm an idol, not a maid!!" He screams, chasing after the girls while carrying a heavy Niichiro.

Two teenage schoolgirls passed by. They took one look at him and giggled. He wondered why they were laughing. Nino smiled a little, bowed and flashed a peace sign. "Ohayo."

It wasn't until one of them pointed to him while whispering to the other that he realized why. He looked down to find that he was standing in the middle of the street, wearing nothing but his boxers.

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not one of my best. i wrote this a long time ago (i think either last year or 2 years ago. can't remember...) but didn't post it up until i wrote the succeeding chapters. don't know why either it took me this long to post it up (even if i finished writing the next 7 chapters). i guess its just me being lazy.

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disclaimer

2008-02-21T05:00:08Z

first post this year. how...bittersweet.

ugh. can't believe i'm doing this. actually didn't think i would have to or it would come to this but well...

due to a recent event, i'm now putting a disclaimer on my stories. so i guess here it is:

disclaimer: the characters appearing in my stories are purely fictional, except for Arashi, talents from Johnny's Entertainment and famous people from the Japanese entertainment industry. the characters are my own creation and any resemblance to people existing in real life is purely coincidental. each story's plot is also a work of fiction and any resemblance to real life experiences of people is a coincidence. all the fictional characters and the story (including its plots and mistakes) are owned by me.

i hope that should cover everything...

Boy Meets Girl, Girl Meets Boy: A Love Story (Chapter 30)

2007-09-21T10:46:37Z

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Chapter Thirty

"YOU WHAT??!!"

"We...He - "

"It was their fault!"

"My fault?? It was your idea!!"

"What?? Why, you -"

"Look, Aiba-chan and Sho-kun didn't mean to." Jun whispered after me as I ran down the stairs, camera in hand.

"But...you locked him in the trunk of a car." I really didn't get that part. "Why?!"

"Because Ohno was with him." Sho answered, as if that explained everything.

"We couldn't just leave him there. Besides, you told us to get him here by any means necessary! And in case you forgot, Nino usually comes with the package when you want Ohno. We had no choice." Aiba-chan pointed out.

"We dragged him along - kicking and screaming, I might add." Jun added.

We all walked towards Sho's car. "Get ready," He whispers. "Especially you." He gives me a look then points to my camera. I nod along with everyone.

To be honest, it was pretty clever of them, however cruel. I wonder why didn't I think of doing that before?

He slowly opens the trunk and...

"About time!" Nino grumbled. "What took you so long??"

"EH??!!" We all yelled.

He ignored us and continued playing with his Nintendo DS.

"But you're...you're awake." I squeaked as I took pictures.

"Oh, well I'm so sorry to disappoint you!!" Nino rolled his eyes and sat up, climbing out of the trunk.

"Oooohhhh, bitchy~" Jun snapped back.

He glares at the other three. "You guys are so dead." Each word is spoken slowly, in a grave and angry voice. "Be afraid. Be very, very afraid."

Sho smiles. "Yeah, we know."

He makes a face then stops. "Hey, where's Ohno?"

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I stand behind the doorway as I watch him. He was sitting at the edge of the curb, not caring if it was part of the sidewalk or if it was dirty. He didn't even care if anyone saw him or if there were photographers lurking around. He leans back and looks up at the star laden sky, his lips curling up and without a care in the world.

I smile as I make my way towards him. It was such a nice image, and one that I was lucky enough to see, one that I could keep for the rest of my life.

I sat down beside him. "Here." I handed him a cup of coffee and a plate full of strawberry cake.

"Thanks." He takes the cup, sipping a bit while setting the plate beside him. Drawing his legs up, Nino rests his chin on his knees.

"Nice night, isn't it?" I turn my head up and glance at the sky, setting my plate beside me.

"Yeah, it is." I could hear the happiness from his voice, followed by a smile.

"Ohno and Emiko made up." The words came out randomly from my mouth. "I'm really happy for them. Ohno's a great guy. I'm glad they met each other."

"Hounto? Ah, that's great!" He continued to sip his coffee.

I still stare at the sky, closing my eyes and letting the cold wind brush my face. I open them, and turn my head sideways. Nino does the same, and our faces meet.

We don't say anything, our eyes meeting each other's gazes. I didn't notice it, but we were slowly leaning towards each other.

Our lips were finally mere inches apart from each other's. I sneak a glance at his lips. Oh, it was so tempting but I knew better so I restrained myself. I open my mouth to break the tension but nothing comes out so I close it again.

He doesn't say anything. Instead, he gazes at me, his eyes sad.

"Gomen." He says softly.

"I know." I whisper back and nod, wanting to say that I understood but couldn't. His mouth said something, but his eyes told everything.

I cleared my throat as I slowly pull back, turning my head and glancing away. He did the same as he picked up his plate and took a bite of the cake I made. "Hm. Umai."

I bite my lip, a familiar, aching feeling passing through me. Awkward silence passes between us. We just sit there, next to each other, eating our cakes. My eyes couldn't help but avoid his.

I try to think of something to say but my thoughts were interrupted when Nino's head fell heavily on my left shoulder. His eyes were closed and his mouth was slightly open.

"Nino! Nino! Oi, Ninomiya!" I slap his cheeks. "Daijoubou ka? Oi!"

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"Take his left." Sho instructed.

Aiba grabs Nino's right arm.

"I said his left, not yours." Sho shakes his head and sighs.

"What did you two do anyway?" Jun crosses his arms over his chest as Sho and Aiba-chan carry Nino upstairs and into my room.

"Nothing! We were just talking and eating cake. Next thing I know, the coffee cup falls onto the floor and his head is on my shoulders..."

"Ah..." Jun nods.

"Coffee??!!" Aiba repeats as Sho dumps Nino onto my bed. "No wonder!!"

"You shouldn't have done that." Sho says as he straightens his shirt. "He's kind of...allergic to it, in a way. It has a reverse effect on him. Coffee to Nino is like alcohol to Ohno - it makes him act crazy or fall asleep fast."

"Oh..." Ooops...

Jun pats my shoulder. "Good luck."

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I sigh as I pull the blanket up over Nino's body. I honestly didn't know that he's mildly allergic to it. But then again, its not completely my fault. I don't know everything about him. Maybe I don't even know him at all...

I watch as he turns slightly, his chest rising up and down. He sleeps soundly in my bed, a blank expression on his face. He's actually kind of cute, with his ears sticking out and his hair all messed up. He kind of looks like a little boy.

For some reason, his word rings over and over in my head. "Gomen." Gomen. I'm sorry. The worst words a girl could ever hear, the death spell. It was his words. In a way, it might have been Nino himself saying, "We can't be together. I don't love you. I'm sorry."

I turn my head and gaze bitterly out the window. Just as well...maybe its better this way. The more I try to understand its meaning, the more it doesn't make sense to me. No matter how hard I try, my mind can only come up with one answer, one that I was almost easily just beginning to accept. Because for me, gomen sounded just like "goodbye".

I lean down, brushing several strands of hair away from his face, and let my lips softly touch his forehead, lingering for a few minutes. Sleep well, sweet prince.

His mouth curls into a small smile, hugging the pillow tightly as he snuggles to it closer. I must've imagined it but I thought his hand brushed mine.

I chuckle slightly and pick up my bag, turning to leave. As I reach the door, I stop by the doorway, and turn back, glancing over my shoulder to take one last look at him.

Oyasumi.

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so its finally here. i never thought this day would come, much less sooner than expected, nor it would actually end...

its actually weird. i can't believe its over. there was actually an alternative ending for that. this chapter wasn't it. there was suppose to be 10 chapters more and i had all these elaborate plans, delusions of grandeur if you will, for the ending, as well as an essay entitled "Reel versus Real: The Making of Boy Meets Girl, Girl Meets Boy: A Love Story", which included everything - how it started, the story behind it, the soundtracks and of course, all the banners for it.

[this isn't the original ending i envisioned, btw. it was suppose to be a happy ending but...]

well, anyway, i'm not gonna bore y'all with my thoughts. i think i've done that in my personal blog already. [if you want to read that, how i really feel, just tell me and i'll send you the link.]

(random: did anyone notice the strawberry cake? i just thought...well, i just thought it would be fitting since they met because of what happened in chapter 4 where Ohno brought a strawberry cake for someone's birthday and that certain someone loves strawberry cake so much that i decided it would be fitting to end it with the strawberry cake.)

i'm not really sure i'm done with this story though, to be honest. i just...i already had this in mind before i wrote the last remaining chapters but i was deciding whether or not to write a sequel, just because i want to (and because i'm just really not done to leave those two yet). but its up to everyone else if they want it.

so...i guess this is it? for now. i hope everyone enjoyed the rollercoaster ride of the last year and four months because i have. thanks for riding along with me! ~^__^~

always and forever,

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Boy Meets Girl, Girl Meets Boy: A Love Story (Chapter 29)

2007-09-17T13:14:12Z

second to the last chapter. its almost over so brace yourselves...

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Chapter Twenty Nine

"...Satoshi?!"

"Ohno-kun?!" I fake a gasp.

Ohno was standing in the middle of the street. He stumbled backwards and almost fell down, if only someone wasn't holding him up. The person who let him go caught him just in time before he fell down.

"Are we home yet?" His voice slurs the words. "Oka-chan, is that you? Tadaima~" He waves at us with a crooked smile.

"Ohno, that's not your mother." The guy whispers loudly. "Don't you recognize who that is?"

I step back with a glare. Okay, there is seriously something wrong with this picture. But what? I do a quick mental checklist to figure out what.

Operation Matchmaker by Hanari Furimoto (that's me)

1. Devise a plan to get Ohno Satoshi and Hiroyuta Emiko together.

2. Write down said plan on paper, in case I forget.

3. In case plan A fails, go to plan B. (Note: Always have a back-up plan if things fail).

4. Call for ~~slaves~~ ~~wingmen~~ reinforcements to help me out. (In other words, call Panda-kun, Aiba-chan and Princess Jun. ~~Forget Nino. He's useless.~~ Force them to help me out.)

5. Brief reinforcement on said plan and back-up plan. Make sure they understand everything. Ask if they have any suggestions, comments or ideas on how to improve plan.

6. Set up a schedule to execute said plan. Gather equipment and supplies needed for the operation, including disguises for reinforcements.

7. The group shall gather on the set date and time. We will re-check everything before proceeding with the plan.

8. Make sure there are no paparazzi hanging around. Nobody wants a scandal again (especially me).

9. Execute plan: Reinforcements will "kidnap" victim # 1 (Codename: Riida) by inviting him to eat out but secretly driving him to a designated location (Emiko's house, above the bakeshop where she works and lives) while the leader (me) will make sure victim # 2 (Codename: Emiko) is within sight. Once reinforcements arrive with victim # 1, they will convince him to serenade victim # 2, complete with acoustic music (courtesy of Aiba-chan). He will then ask for forgiveness after the performance. Victim # 2 will forgive him. They kiss, hug, get back together and live happily ever after. The end.

10. If all else fails, refer to plan B. Make sure plan B works! If not, carry out plan C, etc.

"Toshi-chan, are you...drunk??" Emiko yells in a stern voice.

I slap my face with a hand. He's drunk. That's what's wrong. Great. and I thought my plan was fool-proof...

"Emiko...chan?! Is that you?" He smiles and starts laughing. "Hey guys! It's Emiko-chan!" He pointed to Emiko. "What're you doing at my home? Did you come to visit me? Yehey!! Emiko-chan!!" He gave her a thumbs up and started jumping up and down.

She pulls her head back from the window and grabs the rock on the floor. She sticks her head out again with the rock. "Did you throw this rock??" When he didn't answer, she frowned. "Ohno-kun, why are you here? Minna, what's going on?"

"I'm here! I'm here...I'm here!" He lifts his arm, pointing his hand at Emiko. "I'm here because...mou...I don't know. Guys, why am I here again?" He turns to the three guys who suddenly appear behind him.

"You're here because you have something to say to Emiko?" Jun urged him. "Go on, say it!"

"Oh yes!" He turns back to her. "Call me...Sammy!" He says, to which the guys groan disapprovingly in unison, as he starts dancing around.

"That's it??" Emiko got so annoyed that she threw the rock at him. Thank God she missed, but only barely by an inch. Nonetheless, it slightly hit him, causing him to stop dancing and almost losing his balance.

This wasn't going as I had planned. Time to get this moving. I wave my arms furiously behind her, hoping the guys can see me. I give the signal for Aiba-chan to start playing the guitar, which thankfully, he catches and does so.

"Ne, Ohno-kun, why don't you sing a song instead?" Sho suggested. "You can sing your favorite song too!"

"Hounto? Yehey!!" Ohno's face lit up. He cleared his throat as Aiba-chan walked forward, playing his guitar. Ohno started singing "Pop Star" by Ken Hirai.

I lightly slapped my face as Aiba stopped playing his guitar. Aya... Everything would've been almost perfect, had it not been for him singing that song drunkenly.

Despite my disapproval, I couldn't help but laugh at him. It was actually pretty funny to watch him sing like that. I watched as Jun recorded the whole thing on his cell phone.

The song had ended but I was still clinging to Emiko, resting my chin against her shoulders. I had devised the plan where Ohno serenades her so he could win her back. It was the perfect plan but suddenly, I secretly wished it happened to me instead.

"Emiko, I...gomen!" He got down on his knees. "Hounto ni gomen! I was wrong!! Please forgive me!!"

"You're drunk." She says. Her face was blank but I could see she was trying hard not to smile.

He looks up at her. There were tears in his eyes. His nose was fast becoming runny. "YOU!" He points at her. "Do you know how hard it is for me?? I can't seem to get you out of my mind. Everywhere I turn, there you are. I can't even think straight anymore because all I can think of is you!!" He wipes his nose and sniffs. "My mother told me you were just like all the other girls, trying to comfort and reassure me that you were after my money and that you were gonna be my downfall. I told her she was wrong, that you weren't like that. Tell me, is she right? Are you like that?" When she didn't say anything to defend herself, he looked down at the ground. "Maybe she was right..."

Emiko pulled her head back from the window and ran out of the room. I took her place and stuck my head out the window. "You bakas!!" I yelled. "He's drunk!! That wasn't part of the plan!!"

"Hey!" Matsumoto crosses his arms against his chest. "You told us to get him here by any means necessary! No one said anything about what state he was in!"

I rolled my eyes. Well, that was true. I just didn't expect or foresee that he was gonna be drunk... "By the way, you guys are paying for that." I point at the glassless window as Sho-kun helped Ohno up. (Note: next time, make sure that the plan has an insurance policy in case of accidents or emergencies).

I stuck my head back in and ran after Emiko. I dashed down 2 flights of stairs and almost bumped into her on the way out. "What are you waiting for? Your prince is waiting outside!"

She turns back, shaking her head. "No! What am I gonna say? I don't know what to do next!"

I catch her arm and turn her back towards the door. "Forget talking. Just go out there and face him! The rest will come naturally."

She tried to resist but I blocked her path. She frowned at me but it didn't work. She had no choice but to open the door.

Her hand shook as she turned the knob. She pushed the door forward, taking one step forward. After that, everything else happened just like it was a scene out of a movie (you know, in slow motion and stuff).

She stepped out onto the street, the wind blowing her hair back. She stood as she stared at Ohno-kun, who was standing in the middle of the street.

Ohno opens his mouth but no words come out. Emiko bites her lips as tears start to well up in her eyes.

"Tadaima..." Ohno's voice was soft, cracking and faltering.

"Okaeri." Emiko closed her eyes for a moment. She walked slowly towards him. She stopped in front of him, wrapping her arms around him.

After a few moments, he finally wrapped his arms around her, his eyes closed and tears streaming down his face.

I stood next to Sho, Aiba-chan and Hime-kun and watched as the two lovebirds kissed and made up. Tears escaped my eyes as a huge sigh of relief washed over me. Kami-sama, arigatou!

A hand pats my shoulder and I look up to find Aiba-chan wrapping his arm around my shoulders. I slid an arm around his waist, pulling him closer into a hug, resting my head against his chest.

"Jun, are you...crying?" Sho leaned forward and turned to Jun.

"No! What makes you think that?" He wipes his red eyes. "I just got something in my eye, that's all."

"Jun-kun, it's okay to cry!" Aiba-chan wraps an arm around him and pulls him closer. "Come on, everyone! Group hug!!"

"Awww..." I threw my free arm around Jun and we squeezed ourselves into a hug. Sho just stood back, laughing at us.

"Feel better?" Aiba-chan asks as we all let go. I nod as we turn around to watch the lovers again.

Ohno wobbles as soon as Emiko lets him go. He closes his eyes and suddenly drops to the floor.

"Ohno!" Sho yells.

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"How is he? Is he gonna be okay?" I asked as Sho closed the door behind him.

"He's fine. He just passed out, that's all. Nothing like a couple of hours of sleep to burn it off. He'll have a bad hangover in the morning though..."

I open my mouth to say something but Jun covers my mouth before I could. "Stop right there. I know what you're gonna say so let me be first. Its not our fault. He was already drunk when we found him." He drops his hand.

"Drunk? You mean alone?"

"Well...not exactly..." Aiba-chan clicks his tongue as he avoids my gaze. "He says he was drinking with Nino when we found him."

"Okay, so let me get this straight - He was drunk when you found him and he was with Nino??" Jesus Christ. I should have known. Knowing Nino, he probably kept the beer coming.

"That just about sums it up." Jun nods.

"There's something else...." Aiba-chan murmurs.

"What?"

He doesn't answer. Instead, he turns to Jun, who turns his head to the left. My eyes follow their gazes and fall on Sho.

Sho glares at them. "Hey! Don't look at me! It was your idea!"

I looked back at each of them as they went down for a staring match. It was then that I realized something was completely off.

"Guys," I said carefully. "Where's Nino?"

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this is like...the 3rd version of this chapter. took me a little longer to write and a little more to decide which one i think was the best. and, um....that's it.

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Boy Meets Girl, Girl Meets Boy: A Love Story (Chapter 28)

2007-09-13T01:32:50Z

third to the last chapter. can't believe its almost over...

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Chapter Twenty Eight

"Hah?! Come again?"

"What?!"

Next thing I know, I was being dragged and slammed against the toilet seat cover.

"Intervention. You know, its when family members intervene with each other's lives whenever they see another member screwing up or ruining his or her life..." Rina knowingly says.

"Yeah, I know what it means..." I rolled my eyes at her. "...but...in a bathroom?!" I waved a hand around the room.

"Hey!" She pointed a finger at me. "It could be worse, you know."

"She's right. You should be lucky because our father doesn't know about it - yet." Hoshiro sternly reprimanded. "What the heck is going on?? What the heck are you doing??" He shoves the two papers towards me.

I grab both papers from his hands. One is a famous tabloid with pictures of Seiji kissing me splashed on the front cover. "FAMOUS MODEL IN LOVE!!!", it read. The other one was the old tabloid article of Nino, with a picture of me drunk.

I quickly opened the paper and flipped through the pages, looking for the article. My eyes grew big as it read the words:

"Itaka Seiji-san, the fashion world's new up-and-coming sensation, is in love!! He was recently spotted outside a small cafe in Jiyugaoka, in Shibuya, kissing an unknown woman...or so it seems. Anonymous sources close to the model have identified the young woman as Furimoto Hanari-san, a young college student from Shinagawa City. According to reports, the pair met a year ago but didn't start to get close until recently. Furimoto-san has been quoted as saying that she's had a crush on the model ever since they met and it seems that, for the model, the feeling is mutual. Some say that Itaka-san is smitten with the 20 year old, but that he's not the only one.

News are, however, surrounding the couple - and not the good kind. There are rumors surfacing that Furimoto-san is already dating a famous idol, a member of a famous idol group belonging to Johnny's Entertainment talent agency. Sources also say one of her friends is also rumored to be dating another member of the same group but is unsure of who, yet adds that both members are falling for the girls. Itaka-san, meanwhile, is being hounded by the press when rumors came out questioning his sexuality after he was spotted at a party holding hands with another male model. This comes after the heels of gossips around the fashion industry that Itaka-san might be chosen as the next new face of Calvin Klein for its next project.

A call was placed to Itaka-san's agency, Top Star Modeling Agency, for a public statement but they were unavailable during press time."

OH MY GOD...just when I thought things couldn't get any worse...

Well, they just did. Congratulations!

I look up at my siblings, shaking my head in disbelief. "I...I...I don't know what to say..."

"Is this what you wanted?? You wanted attention?? Well, you got it!" Hoshiro crossed his arms over his chest. "What were you thinking?? A national tabloid? This is an embarrassment for the family!"

"Onee-chan," Rina knelt down in front of me as I cover my face in disbelief and sadness. "You know, it's better if you come clean now. Why don't you just tell us the truth, ne? Tell us who's the guy in the picture?" She pointed to Nino's picture on the tabloid.

"No." I stand up from my seat, pushing past her and marching out. I head straight for my room but they drag me back once again, this time towards the dining table and make me sit in one of the chairs.

"What the - you know what? This has really got to stop." I try to stand up but they push me back down. "Hey!"

"Who is he?" Hoshiro slammed his fist down the table.

"He's a Johnny's, isn't he? Look, you don't even have to tell us who he is. Just point him out to us." She threw a magazine across the table.

I stared at the latest issue of Myojo in front of me.

"Is this him?" Rina pointed at the guy on the front cover.

I shook my head. She then opened it, flipping through the pages. "Here." She stopped and turned it back towards me, showing me a page.

I winced as I saw the page. There it was, a picture of Arashi staring right back at me. I closed my eyes, hoping that it would disappear but when I opened them, Riida, Panda-kun, Aiba-chan, the guy formerly known as my "boyfriend" and Her Royal Highness were still staring at me. Nino's face was particularly annoying because he had that trademark idol smile (as my sister likes to call it), a smile that I thought was mocking me every time I saw it. I clenched my fists to prevent myself from leaning forward and ripping the magazine to shreds. He may look like an angel but then again, looks can be deceiving.

I slowly raise a hand, lifting a finger and point to his picture. My siblings looked down at it then stared at me. Then my sister burst out laughing - loud.

"OH MY GOD!!!" She laughs. "Oh my God!! I can't believe this!! Him?? You like him??" She claps her hands several times before patting my shoulders. "Congratulations! You sure do know how to pick 'em! You two are perfect for each other! You're a perfect 10!" She shook her head in amusement.

"E-eh? A perfect t-ten?"

"Yeah, a 10. You know, one and zero? He's stick thin and you're...not." She put one finger up and made a circle with her other hand. "Well, I should've seen it coming. Or was it 'I should've known'? Hm..." She shrugs. " No offense but you do have a penchant for guys like that. You know - tall - err, I mean, short, dark and handsome, plays the guitar, musically gifted, talented, etc. Let's face it, he's your dream guy."

"No, he's not!" I protested. "Besides, he's already with someone else." I shook my head. "So...what are we gonna do about this?"

"Onii-chan?" Rina asked.

"Seriously?" Hoshiro turned his head away, his eyebrows knitted together. For a moment, he didn't speak. Then...

"I don't know."

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The ceiling was white again. Was it always white?

"Her name's Chiaki." He said suddenly.</i>

I sigh and stare out the window. My thoughts have been swirling and plaguing me since last night. I rub my eyes and blink several times. No one knows what's honestly gonna happen next, especially me. The part that no one knew is what's scaring me the most.

It took me awhile before I realized this. I pretend that I didn't hear him, keeping quiet.

"She's a model, you know." He continues, as if I don't know already. He doesn't look at me as he talks.

Well, duh! Of course she's a model. They all are. What's the difference this time?

I nod, still inspecting the pictures he took. I want to ask how long they've been going out but of course, I knew better.

I turn my head back to Emiko, who was reading a book beside me. We were hanging out in my room, killing time since we didn't have anything better to do on a Friday night. Oh, and because this morning, I ran into a group of photographers, waiting outside my school and suddenly started taking pictures of me.

"They met a year ago, at some club in Shibuya. Its been an on-and-off thing for the last year." He fiddled around with his camera some more. "He's a playboy, you know..."

I checked my cell phone. They're running late. What the heck is taking those guys so long??

"You don't know what you're getting yourself into. Be careful because he's dangerous. He maybe a...but he's not right for you. You shouldn't even be with him because he doesn't deserve you."

"But we're not - "

"That being said, I think you should go out with him."

"Eh?!"

Toushin really is one weird person. But then again, he's always been weird. Yet, I can't help but think about our conversation this afternoon. I mean...what made him say that, and so suddenly? And how does he know about that girl?? He even knows more than I do...

I tug at Emiko's sleeve. "Hey, let's get something to eat."

She nods, putting her book down and jumping out of the bed. As we get ready to go out, a large noise interrupts us.

The window suddenly breaks as a medium-sized rock lands on the floor. We both scream aloud, grabbing each other and sticking close to the door as possible.

"What was that?" Emiko stares at me with fright.

"What the...?" I huff as we slowly make our way towards the window. Okay, but this was not part of the plan.

We both peek out the glassless window to find a guy standing outside the street.

"Hey, isn't that - "

"Oh my God..." Emiko gasps.

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un-beta-ed/unedited. this is the only one i never sent out to my editor to cross check so if there are any mistakes, feel free to point it out. wrote this like a long time ago but only posted it now cos i finally finished the last chapter (not completely thrilled abt that either...).

*sighs*

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[Fic] Hold my hand

2007-09-11T03:19:05Z

i'm a bad person. i forgot abt somebody's birthday yesterday. *coughs* i know she probably read this already but...eh. i suppose it wouldn't hurt to post it here since i did write it for her...

anyway, Belated Happy Birthday yuki84!!! where are my tequila shots? XD

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Title: Hold my hand
Genre: Fiction - Fan, Music
Theme/s: Shounen Ai / Boy Love, Romance, Drama, Angst, etc.
Topic: Ohmiya SK disbanded
Fandom: JE - Arashi
Pairing: Ohmiya
Characters: Kazunari Ninomiya, Satoshi Ohno
Rating:
Summary: ...
Notes: made for/dedicated to yuki84
Disclaimer: don't own Arashi. enough said.

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Part 1: The Omen

Ohno turned around, walking over to the middle of the stage. As he approached, he saw Nino sprawled on the floor, his head tilted to the side, his eyes closed. His arms were splayed out, just like an angel.

It was just an act, a game they always played each night. It's what happens during the MC part of their concert, after all. Aiba was suppose to pretend that he was dead, just to let the fans find out the other member's reaction if it happened, only this time, it was Nino's turn to replace Aiba.

Jun was kneeling next to Nino's legs, holding out Nino's foot and shaking it. Ohno noticed how Jun was enjoying it, torturing Nino by pinching his foot. He's getting a kick out of this, Ohno thought.

Ohno knelt down beside Nino, reaching out his hand to touch him. His fingertips brushed against Nino's cheeks. It felt so soft and warm, just like Nino.

Nino didn't flinch once when Ohno touched him. In fact, Nino didn't move at all. This confused Ohno.

For a moment, time stopped. He touched Nino again, several times but nothing happened. Ohno started slapping Nino's cheeks, first gently then roughly. Jun then noticed what Ohno was doing and casually removed his mic. "What are you doing?" He whispered to Ohno.

Ohno knew it was an act but even he was starting to believe it. Nino's chest didn't rise and fall like it should. His face was drained of any color. Ohno grabbed his wrist and checked for any pulse, any sign that would let him know that Nino was alive.

"Nino? Nino?" Ohno shook him. "Nino, stop this!! This isn't funny, you know! Nino!!"

Nino didn't wake up.

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Part 2: Awake

Ohno's eyes flashed open, a little too quickly in his opinion. He sat up in his bed, body trickling with sweat.

He blinks several times before realizing that he was still in his room, still in his house. He rubs his eyes, trying to remember why he suddenly awoke.

Nino!

Ohno starts thinking abt Nino. He starts wondering if Nino's still asleep at this hour, or if he's okay right now.

Maybe I'm just tired...

A knock interrupts his thoughts. "Satoshi? Are you awake? It's past 7:15..." It was his mother.

"Hai. I'm awake."

The door opens, letting his mother get a glimpse of him. She squints her eyes for a bit before going back to stare at him. "Something wrong?"

Ohno shook his head. "Betsuni."

His mother didn't believe him, but didn't say anything else either. She just nodded and closed the door again.

He jumps out of the bed, stumbling across the room towards his cabinet. He grabs his towel and heads straight for the door.

Something stops him as he's halfway out the door. He turns around and looks back one more time, his eyes roaming around the room. There was nothing there, yet somewhere in the back of his mind, he senses something is not right.

He shrugs his shoulders as he walks away.

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Part 3: The Meeting

"It's over."

Just that one phrase, those two words.

It's over.

"Eh?" Ohno leaned forward to hear the voice better. "What is?"

"You - " The owner of the voice pointed to him, then the guy beside him. "-two. It's over. Ohmiya SK is gone."

The guy next to Ohno laughed. He continued to laugh that it made Ohno nervous.

"Nino." Ohno placed his hand on top of the guy's knee.

"We think its stupid. " The guy said flatly. "In short, we want it gone."

"Why?" Nino asks. "The fans love it!"

"It's bad for Arashi's image. This is not what we want to project, especially now that the band is becoming famous overseas. We want to present a better, more hip kind of band, especially to the potential investors."

"Ah, sou ka..." Ohno nodded.

"Really sorry to do this." The guy plasters a fake smile on his face. "Orders from upstairs, you know."

"Whatever." Nino shoots him a glare before pushing back his chair and stomping out of the room.

Ohno watches from his seat, his eyes following Nino's back as it disappears. For some reason, he felt the world just went and left, taking something along with it, something that belonged to him.

Huh...so this is what it feels like...

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wrote this like a really long time ago for her. she, like everyone else, is a huge Ohmiya SK fan. and, um...well, this was written around the time when JE said there would no longer be Ohmiya SK [i think around the Haru Dome cons?] and everyone was so sad and...yeah. so i wrote this in a span of 1-2 hours while we were chatting. it was decided to be a 3-part series but halfway through writing, i decided that it would become 4, then 5, then 6 until i couldn't finish it anymore cos i got lazy. so very sorry dear! m(_ _)m m(_ _)m m(_ _)m

the good news is that Ohmiya SK are back together again!! [after that whole bruhaha bit with that girl...] so YAY to all Ohmiya fans!! ^__^

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All Rolled Into One: Confessions of a Mad House Husband (Chapters 5-9)

2007-08-24T14:58:42Z

i'm very bad. keep forgetting to post the next chapters. no, i haven't abandoned this fic - yet. that's still to be decided (soon, i hope)...

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Chapter Five

"Good news everyone! Johnny-san has agreed to our request for a break! Starting tomorrow, we're officially on a two week break!!" Ohno came busting in with the good news.

Everyone started cheering and hollering in joy at the good news. Everyone, that is, except for the second youngest member of Arashi.

Nino sat hunched at the far end of the couch, away from the rest of Arashi. He didn't look up ever since he came in, instead playing with his gameboy until his fingers hurt.

Awkward silence from the boys greeted his ignorance of the good news. Jun and Aiba glanced at Nino before looking back at each other then to Sho. Sho just shook his head and gave them a "Let it go!" look but of course, they wouldn't.

"Hey Nino-kun, what's with the pink bump on your head?" Jun snickers, sitting across Nino while Aiba leans over the chair behind Jun.

Nino stared at a Aiba for a moment, his eyes narrowing, before grunting and turning back to his game.

"It's shaped like a shoeprint! Maybe someone hit him on the head with the end of a shoe. Maybe someone like a...girl?" Aiba giggles. "Did a girl reject you again, Nino-kun?" He jumps up and down, exclaiming loudly that Nino got rejected again.

Nino drops his gameboy beside him. He grabs the nearest pillow and tries to throw it at Aiba. Instead, it lands on Jun as Aiba ducks, laughing at him.

"For your information Aiba-chan, I was not rejected. The bump came when I hit my head against the door." He grumbles back onto the couch.

"Eh? You hit your head against the door? Why? What happened?" Sho comes over, a bottle of water in hand. He stands next to Aiba, tilting his head slightly to the left in curiosity.

Nino hunched a little further, cheeks slightly growing flushed. He didn't want to tell them that he'd been sneaking around his neighbour's house last night. If he did, Aiba would definitely keep pestering him about it. "Ah...I slipped and bumped my head against the door this morning."

"Ne, ne, you should be more careful, Nino-kun!" Aiba walked over to him and placed two fingers on the bump. "Does it hurt? Here, let me massage it!"

"Get away from me!" Nino jumped out of the couch as soon as Aiba's fingers found his forehead. He glared and slapped Aiba's hand away. "Just leave me alone, minna!" He grabbed his gameboy and walked out of the room.

"Don't forget to ask the make-up artist to cover that! We've got a photo shoot later!" Jun called out after him.

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Maybe it does need make-up, Nino thinks to himself as he stares back at the mirror. It's too noticeable! Damn it!

Stupid Nino-chan! Why didn't you see that the door was closed? His conscience scolds him.

Yeah, why didn't I? Oh, that's right - it was made of glass! Duh! Stupid conscience!

He sighs and leans back against the bathroom sink. He ran to the nearest rest room, trying to find a moment's peace. Just one minute and -

His cell phone rang, disrupting him from his thoughts.

"Eh? Mom?" He mutters as he identifies the caller. "Hello?"

"Ah! Kazu-chan? Glad I caught you! I think you better come home tonight. I've got some bad news..."

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Chapter Six

"Grandmother's come down with a fever." His mom tells him as soon as he sits down for dinner. "I've checked her in to the hospital because she's been complaining of some back aches as well. I'm going to go back later and see how she's doing."

"How long is she staying at the hospital?" Nino asks.

"Maybe six days, the doctor says. I hope it's nothing serious but I've requested for her to get a routine check-up, just in case." She stops for a moment before her voice becomes serious. "Ano...Since it looks like I might have to stay with her for awhile, I need to ask you for a favor. I know this is alot to ask but...I want you to watch over the Sanata siblings while I take care of grandmother."

Nino nearly choked on his barley tea when the words slipped out of his mother's mouth. "Hah? Come again?" He thinks, either he heard his mother wrong or he should never drink barley tea while his mother is talking. Apparently, it causes him to hear things he never wants to hear.

"Kazunari! Watch your mouth!" His mother scolds him. "I know you heard me so stop playing dumb. If you didn't, well, I'll repeat it again. I want you to go in my place and take care of the Sanata siblings." She repeats, this time slowly.

Nino just stares at her, dumbfounded. "But...why?"

"Look, I'm sorry for doing this to you but there's nobody left. I can't afford to hire a caregiver and Kumiko's really busy with her job right now, which leaves me to take care of grandmother." She sighs and rubs her cheek. "It's not going to be that hard. You just need to visit them every night, check up on them, and make sure that they're properly taking care of themselves and the house, just until grandmother gets better. Simple, isn't it? I'm sure even you could do that. Besides, it'll give you something to do instead of hanging around all day and playing video games for the next two weeks. Didn't the company give you a break?"

"Hey! How'd you...know that...??" Nino stares at her suspiciously. Uh, yeah, but what's in it for me? What do I get out of this?

"Oh, my dear Kazu-chan! Why is it that every time I ask you to do something for me, you always want something in return?" His mother exclaims. "I swear, sometimes, you're just like your father!"

Nino glared at her, silently cursing himself for (maybe) voicing out his thought. How did she know what I was thinking? And bringing my "father" into the conversation! Hmpf! I am not like my father!

"I really need your help. Please say you'll do this Kazu-chan! For me?" She places her hands over Nino's. "If not, then do it for grandmother! Please?"

He bit the corner of his lips, hesitating for a bit. It would mean a lot to grandmother if she knew you were helping out. And it would lessen your mother's burden if you did it. His conscience was talking to him again.

"Well...?" His mother pleaded with a look.

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Chapter Seven

What am I doing?? I must be crazy! Nino paced back and forth around the living room, trying to decide if he should go next door or not. After all, the siblings (well, mostly the two sisters anyway) made it clear they didn't need his help neither did he want to.

Maybe I'll just tell mom that they're fine. After all, it's not as if they're not old enough to take care of themselves. I'm sure they don't need anyone's help...

...or so he thought.

CRASH!!

Suddenly, he heard the sounds of objects breaking. He quickly went and opened the window to see what was happening when he smelled something burning. Uso! Quickly grabbing his coat and house keys, he ran out of the house, slamming the door in the process. He jumped over the gate and ran towards the backyard. Just what the heck are they doing there??

He slid the door and ran towards Taname, who was standing in front of the stove. He stared as she poked something on a saute pan. She then proceeded to pour water over it, which caused the pan to catch fire.

Rimei came out with Niichiro, coughing. "What's going on?"

Nino stepped forward and pushed Taname aside. "What are you doing??" He opened the sliding doors and the windows. "Everybody out!!"

Everybody ran out to the backyard. They all tumbled to the ground and watched as smoke came out of the house.

Note to self: never leave Taname alone in the kitchen - ever!

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After the smoke cleared, they all went back inside. Nino went around, surveying the surroundings. He saw the burnt food on the saute pan and groaned.

I can't believe I'm thinking this but...maybe they do need supervision.

He scratched his head, sighed and frowned. Well, they definitely can't stay here. "Pack your bags." He turns around and says to the siblings.

"Eh?" Rimei says.

"You can't stay here. You're staying at my house next door, at least until tomorrow. Come on! Let's go!!" He barked.

"No." Taname said, not moving. "I'm staying here."

"You'd rather suffocate and die in your sleep here, fine. But your brother can't stay here. He might get sick or something..."

"He's right Taname. We can't stay here. Besides, this is all your fault. What were you doing in the kitchen anyway?"

Taname blushed and held her head down. "Nothing.." She mumbled. She bit her lips, looking ashamed. "Fine! I'll go pack but I won't like it!"

After the kids packed and locked the house, they headed next door. Rimei and Taname took Kumiko's room while Nino gave Niichiro his room.

"Wait! Where are you gonna sleep?" Rimei asked.

"I'll sleep in my mother's room." He said absentmindedly, yawning. "Are you all okay now? Do you need anything else?"

"We're fine." Rimei gave him a bow. "Arigatou, Ninomiya-san."

Nino just grunted in response and dragged himself to his room. He fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.

10 minutes into the sleep, his cellphone started ringing. He turned and covered his face with a pillow. "Shut up!!"

When the phone continued ringing, he gave up and finally answered. "Yeah?"

"Nino?" It was his mom. "Just calling to see if you checked up on the kids. Everything okay?"

He couldn't even remember what he said but it must've been yes because his mother started singing praises into his ear. Even after she hung up, her voice still rang through Nino's ears, which made getting back to sleep difficult. Great...

He threw the pillow aside. He couldn't sleep now because something was bothering him.

He sighed and sat up. He knew that the Sanata siblings needed supervision, or at the very least somebody to help them. And getting a babysitter was out of the question. A babysitter couldn't possibly provide the guidance, care and discipline they needed, could he? Besides, he'd be breaking his promise to his mother if she found out.

Well, then, I guess there's no other choice but me...

He plopped back down onto the bed. But how...?

An idea suddenly slid into his mind. I know! He thinks as he snaps his fingers. He grabs his cellphone and dials the fifth number on his phone book.

"Hello? MatsuJun? Can I borrow your paintball gun?"

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Chapter Eight

"Hello? MatsuJun? Can I borrow your paintball gun?"

"Paintball gun? Nande??" MatsuJun shouted on the other end of the line.

"Are you sure about this?" Jun pulled the gun out of the plastic bag. He was about to give it to Nino but stopped halfway. His left eye narrowed into a slit. "Wait...what're you planning to do? You're not gonna do something stupid or drastic, are you?"

"No..." He responded, holding out his hands. He turned to his side, his lips curling up and wide. Well, not yet...

"Nino..." Jun's voice became rough. "You've got that Ni-no Arashi look in your eyes. What're you up to?"

He wiped the smile from his face. "Don't worry Jun! I'm just gonna play some paintball with some friends tomorrow."

Jun stared at him for a moment before moving. "Okay, but just remember - break it and you're paying for a new one."

"Yeah, yeah, I know." He grabbed the gun from Jun's hands. "You know, you worry too much..."

"Hey! I'm serious! And it better be for good use! You interrupted my date with a hot girl!"

"Oh, I'm so sorry! Did I wake you from your beauty sleep??" He smirked as his hand reached out, tugging at Jun's boxers, which were peeking out from his loose jeans. "Hot date - yeah, right! You were sleeping."

Jun slapped his hand away. "OI!! NO TOUCHING!!" He quickly took a step back, dusting himself off. "This is an Armani! Do you know how much this cost??"

"Whatever." Nino rolled his eyes. "I'll give this back to you when I'm done, okay?"

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Riiiinnng!! Riiiinnngg!!!

"Shut up..." Nino groaned, reaching out for his cellphone. The ringing continued until finally his hand found the answer button. "Hello?"

"WAKE UP, NINO-CHAN!!! WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP!!!" Aiba shouted happily into his ears.

"Are you drunk, you baka??" Nino yelled back. "What the hell?? Go away Masaki..." He buried his face under the pillow.

"I'm not drunk! And I'm just doing what you asked me to do! You sent me a text message last night to call you at this hour. Well, guess what?? It's 6 a.m. WAKE UP NINO-CHAN!!!"

Nino just grumbled and shut off his phone. Damn idiot! Wait till I wring his neck later...

The phone rang again. "Yeah?"

"You didn't go back to sleep again, did you?? You better wake up or I'll keep calling you!! WAKE UP KAZU-CHAN!!" A giggle escaped past his lips.

"Fine!! Just stop calling!" Nino pushed himself off the bed. He threw his phone onto the bed and started getting dressed.

Beep! Beep! There was a text message on his phone. "How are the kids? Are they okay? Update me, okay? And make sure they clean their rooms! Thanks, Kazu-chan! Glad I could count on you! :-* Mom"

Clean their rooms! *snorts* More like clean the house! He gave a small, sly smile. Don't worry, mom. I'll make sure they'll clean their rooms alright...

Where did I - ah! There it is! He grabs the paintball and water guns and the blowhorn from the floor. Time for plan A!

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Chapter Nine

He walks out the door and slowly peeks into Kumiko's room. When all coast is clear, he barges in, blowing the horn as loud as he could. "WAKE UP!!!"

Taname suddenly sits up while Rimei pulls up the covers over her head. When Nino didn't stop, Rimei grabbed the nearest pillow and threw it in his direction.

The pillow missed Nino. "Wake up!! Come on, get up , you busus!"

Taname glared at him and winced at the same time, her hands rubbing her head. "Fine! I'm getting up, so long as you just SHUT UP!!"

"How about your sister??" Nino went over the other side of the bed and leaned over Rimei. Next thing she knew, he pulled out a small radio and started playing "Sakura Sake" loudly.

"AAAAAAGGGGHHHHH!!!!" This made Rimei crawl out of the bed and cover her ears, screaming in pain. When the music stopped, she stood up and charged towards Nino, pointing a finger at him. "YOU!! YOU!! YOU - "

"Oh, get over it! You'll live." Nino shoved her finger away. He claps his hands. "I finally got you two awake. Good. Now that that's done, here." He handed them a broomstick each. Pulling out a paper from his pocket, he reads it over and whistles. "Woah!"

He shakes his head at the two girls. "I've already prepared breakfast downstairs. You guys better eat up and lots because we have a lot to do today. First off, we're going back to your house and clean it. As in, clean everything. Not just the kitchen from hell." His eyes wandered over to Taname. "This also includes cleaning your room, the kitchen, the living room, the bathroom - everything. So you better get moving and eating because we need to start soon. We've got a lot of cleaning to do and - "

"No."

Nino stopped talking when Taname interrupted him. He noticed both girls suddenly glaring at him. "Eh?"

Slight panic takes over Nino as both girls walk towards him, mad. Uh-oh...

"I said NO."

"You're joking, right?" Rimei started laughing at him.

"You woke us up just for this?? Baka!! If you want to clean the house so bad, why don't you do it then???"

"It's 7 a.m., for crying out loud!! No one wakes up this early on a saturday morning!!! I'm not going to waste my saturday cleaning the house!!"

"I'm going back to sleep!"

For a moment, Nino thought they were gonna push him and beat him up but the two just turned and went back to bed. He sighed. Plan A failed. Maybe it was time for Plan B.

Standing in front of the bed, he pulled away the blankets and started jumping up and down on it. This caused the two girls to crawl out of bed again. Seeing his chance, Nino pulls the paintball gun from behind him. "You guys better wake up or-or-or I'll shoot you!! I'm not kidding!!" He points the gun at the two of them, his head lowering and his face in a twisted scowl. "I'm dangerous!! And I even cooked you breakfast!! So you better do everything I say or else!!"

The two girls stood next to each other, slowly backing away from him and towards the door. Nino's crazy side has finally surfaced, though not very often and a crazy Nino is not something to mess with. Fortunately, the two girls decided the path of least resistance - that is, eat Nino's food and do what he says.

"I hate you." Taname stuck her tongue out at him before walking out.

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"Aiyoh!! This It's so hot in here!! I'm taking a break!" It was 11 am as Nino fanned himself and opened the glass doors. Grabbing a glass of water, he sat down on the couch, plopping his feet on the coffee table. "Ahhhh~"

Niichiro slept next to him. He watched as Rimei slid the books and magazines onto the bookshelves. Taname, meanwhile, was cleaning the dishes in the kitchen.

"Hey!!" Taname whacked Nino from behind. "Aren't you suppose to be helping us?? What're you doing lazing around?"

"I'm taking a break! Doing household chores is so tiring! I've been working for 3 hours now!! My feet are sore!!"

"3 hours! You've been doing nothing but walking around the house and giving us orders! And you've been taking a break every 30 minutes!" She shook her head and tugged his hair.

"Well, somebody's got to supervise you..." He rubbed his head as he turned back and drank his water.

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By the end of the weekend, the house was almost spotlessly clean. The scattered books and magazines were now lined up neatly on the shelves. Plates, drinking glasses and utensils lined the kitchen cabinets. Niichiro's toys weren't thrown across the floor but were piled high in a toy box. Even the bedrooms and restrooms were devoid of clothes and towels.

They all fell down the floor, too tired to even eat. As soon as Nino's head hit the couch, his eyes immediately went down.

Rimei looked over her shoulder. "Look at him, sleeping like a baby." She stuck her tongue out at Nino.

"Ne, he's asleep already?" Taname rolled her eyes. "Thank God!!"

"It worked, though!! I can't believe he went out just like that!! Just how many sleeping pills did you give him??"

"Never mind that!! What are we gonna do with him??" She pointed to the sleeping idol.

Both girls stood up and stood over the couch. "Are you...thinking what I'm thinking?" Taname nodded to Rimei.

The older girl's mouth curled up into a smile. They both looked at each other and nodded. After 15 minutes of scurrying in and around of the house, they finished painting Nino's sleeping face. Stepping back, they stared at him and admired their work.

"Go get the camera!" Taname whispered.

Rimei came back one minute later with the camera and started snapping, shot by shot. "Famous celebrity huh? Who's the idol now?"

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N.A.D

2007-08-12T12:19:44Z

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i've been so immersed in my own personal drama that i almost completely forgot abt it until i got a text message from choco_jellyfish, greeting me a "Happy N.A.D!" (thanks!).

so...HAPPY NINO APPRECIATION DAY!!!!!

i know its not much and i couldn't find a decent picture [nah...too lazy to upload but look! even he looks shocked!] but i hope everyone is enjoying N.A.D today!!! [i know i am~] XDDDD

_{the fandom should have a Sho Appreciation Day too. besides, how can you not love Sho??}

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Boy Meets Girl, Girl Meets Boy: A Love Story (Chapter 27)

2007-07-11T16:24:27Z

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yes, folks! its that time once again. *nods*

today is my birthday.

finally legal? oh definitely!

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Chapter Twenty Seven

He kept staring at it with a frown, unsure of what I was doing. Finally, he held out his hand and shook mine. "Hai. Friends."

I lean forward and give him a kiss on the cheek. "Thanks. For the other day, I mean. You didn't have to help me, you know. But thanks anyway."

He suddenly breaks into a smile as he looks at me, his dimples appearing. His head slightly leans forward, his eyes lighting up, his cheeks flushing pink as he looks down. I couldn't help but smile back as I look away. Damn, but his smile just gets me every time! He didn't know it but his smile not only elicits sighs and screams, it also makes girls faint in an instant. All he had to do was flash that smile and - BAM!! He could have any girl he wanted. Heck, he could even get away with murder!

I could feel my heart beating fast as the image of his smile ran around my mind. What a beautiful, incredibly disarming smile... But I quickly shook my head and erased the thoughts as fast as it appeared in my mind. Idiot! So what if he has a cute smile? It doesn't mean anything! Stop daydreaming and wake up!! Better watch out because he's your friend now!

Oh yeah...

Way to bring me back to earth and into reality. Thanks conscience.

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Several days passed by, and Emiko was still listless. She became quiet, mostly spending her time studying or working at the bakeshop. I saw her less, and when I did, she would either be sleeping or crying herself to sleep.

I would sometimes try to cheer her up, and I would find myself watching movies with her. We would do our usual sleepovers, pulling a marathon of romance movies and dramas. We cried our way through “Taiyou no Uta” (the movie, starring YUI and Tsukamoto Takashi), One Liter of Tears, Hana Yori Dango - even A Walk To Remember yet we would somehow end up watching Arashi's stuff as well - from movies and music videos to DVDs and TV shows. Whenever that happened, she would start crying again.

One day, I gave up. "That's it!" I muttered, jumping up from the bed. I knew I had to do something. Whatever it was, I knew I had to find a way to get them back together. Not only was the whole thing so frustrating to see, but the whole-movie-cycle was making me miserable as well. "Come on! Let's go!"

"Hey! Where are we going? The movie's not finished yet!" Emiko screamed as I dragged her out of the room and into the car.

"I can't take it anymore!" I mutter as we hit the road. "You have got to stop this!! I know you're better than this!"

"Hanari, what the heck are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about you and Satoshi. This has gone on long enough. You two need to sort this out because I've had enough! I can't stand this anymore so I'm taking you to see him. Just go and talk to him. Whatever it is - I don't care! Just go and sort it out. Trust me, it'll make us all feel better."

"I can't. I don't know what to say." Her voice became quiet. "Hey! Maybe you could coach me! You're good with words! What do you think I should say?"

"Uh..." Oh, crap. I did not expect that. Lie! "Just say how you really feel." Yeah, right. Like that will work. "Do you love him?"

"I don't know. Maybe..."

"Emiko!" I growl.

"Alright, alright!" She raises her palms up at me. "I do, I do! I'm in love with Ohno Satoshi!!"

I nodded. "Then that's all I need to hear."

Several phone calls, one speeding ticket and an hour later, We sped off towards the train station on the other side of town. We park the car and rush quickly inside, buying tickets even if we weren't gonna get on.

As soon as we get past the gate and rush towards the stairs, a guy stopped in front of us. He shoved a microphone towards Emiko. "It's your turn to sing!"

"Eh?" Of course, not wanting to be rude, she just had to take the microphone. "You have to sing!" He urged her enthusiastically.

"Oh screw this." I grabbed the microphone from her and shoved her towards the upper end. "Go! Go after him! I'll take care of this."

Next thing I knew, the sounds of "Kitto Daijoubou" filled out of the guy's radio. I wasn't sure if he was some crazy, homeless guy hanging around the station (are they even allowed?) but then again, maybe I was too.

I give him a horrified glare but the guy just smiles back at me, nodding his head. At this point, a small crowd had formed, mostly young people, waiting for me to sing. Oh God, let this be as less humiliating as I could remember. I hope there's no one here I know, I mentally pray.

In the end, I just sang to the best of my abilities, swaying my hips and waving a hand in the air. Never mind if it earned me a few smirks from other people walking by. The way I figure it, no one knows me anyway so who cares?

I threw the microphone at the guy after the song ended and ran up the stairs. I caught up to Emiko, who was searching around the platform.

We scan around and quickly spot him. "There!" I pointed towards the left side of the platform.

She stopped as soon as she saw him. "What's wrong? He's right there!! Let's go!!" I tug her hand.

For some reason, her feet stop moving so I had to drag her towards him. Eventually, her feet caught on and we started running again. We were almost there, only to be blocked by a huge crowd standing in our way. Oh no! The late night rush had just arrived.

The crowd swallowed us. Men in suits swarmed the place, like bees. We push our way through the crowd, fighting to get in.

"It's useless!" I yell. "Let's go back!"

"No!!" She yells back. "I'm not giving up without a fight!! He went through the trouble to be my secret admirer. Now, it's my turn." She shoves several people away from our path. "Move!!"

The train arrives and people start to move. We got caught in the madness, Emiko tripping and me falling over her. No one heard us scream as we land on our butts.

When we finally got up, the train had was already closing its doors. We rush to Ohno, who was about to board.

"Satoshi!!" She yelled. "Satoshi!! Wait!!"

Unfortunately, he doesn't see nor hear her as his earphones block the sound.

The doors close on her as she gets to him. She reaches out her hand but its too late. Ohno was already on the train.

"Satoshi-kun! Can you hear me? I'm in love with you!! I love you!!" She shouts through the door.

The sound of the train moving masks her voice. I watch as it moves, until it disappears from our sight.

Emiko tries to go after it but I stop her. "Forget it." I say. "It already left."

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We sat on a bench, near the platform. It was chilly outside, the cold air sweeping into the tracks.

"I'm sorry." Because it was all I could say.

"Don't be. You were right." She sighs. "Maybe we were never meant for each other. I was right not to say yes. It never would've worked out anyway."

"Don't say that." I turn around. "Look, I may not believe in love and all this romantic crap but you and Ohno, I really think you guys are meant for each other. I mean, yeah, sure, you guys had a fight but every couple has that. It's normal but its no reason to break up over. Maybe there's still a chance for you guys. He is, after all, your secret admirer. He went through all that trouble to court you. If that's not liking you, I don't know what is..."

"Just let it go Hanari. It's over. Look, the train even left, taking my chance along with it."

We became quiet for a moment. I move my vision across the platform. I watch as a girl gets off the train on the other side, a guy holding her hand. It was weird, but it reminded me of what happened recently.

"Well, if its any consolation, Seiji kissed me." The words suddenly leave my mouth. I don't know why I just said that...

"Eh?!" Emiko snaps out of her sulking.

"Uh, yeah." The silence was making me crazy, but then so was what happened. "It happened a few days ago, after we went out for dinner and...yeah."

"Huh." She crosses her arms on her chest. "I was expecting happiness and excitement but I'm guessing that's not how you feel, is it?"

I didn't answer. My eyes keep staring at the floor. "_{Nino and I kissed.}"

"What?" She shakes her head. "I can't hear you."

"Nino and I kissed. Twice." We both gasp at the same time.

"HE KISSED YOU?? OHMYGOD!!" She shrieked. "You like him, don't you?? I knew it!!" She jumps out of the bench, clapping happily.

"Sssshhh!" I try covering her mouth. "Keep it down. It's not like that, you know. Besides, he gave me the death spell."

"Ah, sou ka? Well, at least one of us is getting together with someone...wait, he WHAT?!" She stumbles back beside me. "What happened? I thought he really liked you...oh, I'm so, so sorry." She pats my shoulder.

I sigh and lean back against the bench. "How did it become like this?" I wonder out loud. "It wasn't suppose to be like this. We were just two ordinary girls from Tokyo and suddenly, we meet two famous guys and now, everything's gone completely upside down!"

"I feel like we're in a drama or something..."

"Yeah..." I twitch as I reply. "I can just see the commercial now: this week's movie is 'Shibuya: A Love Story', starring Hiroyuta Emiko and Ohno Satoshi! The plot: famous idol and ordinary girl fall for each other amidst the bustling streets of Shibuya but fate keeps them apart!" I swoon beside her. "Arashi will sing the theme song while Koda Kumi will sing the ending song." I pretend to hold a microphone, singing and dancing in front of her.

"Eh? Why Koda Kumi?"

"I don't know." I shrugged. "I just said the first name that popped into my head..."

"Otsuka Ai is better. Prettier too."

I raise an eyebrow but quickly lower it down. For some reason, I had the strangest feeling of deja vu. I felt like I dreamt about this whole thing before, except Emiko and I were at the airport and I was the one chasing Nino.

We sat there for another hour before deciding to go home. As we hit the street, we stop by a convenience store to grab some snacks.

"Hey! Isn't that Nino?" Emiko nudges me.

"Where?" I lift my head up to see him outside the store, standing alone. I raise my hand and was about to say hello when suddenly, a girl comes out from nowhere, grabs his face and presses her lips against his.

The hand drops as I stand there helplessly. The girl is tall, her long hair swaying past her waist. She slides an arm around him, making sure to grab his butt. My face turns to an expression of disgust as people pass by, gasping in shock at their public display of "affection".

I wanted to yell at them to get a room but thought better of it as they continued making out in public. The girl eventually pulls away, wiping his lips with her thumbs. "Last night was great." She says, giggling. "Let's do it again some time~" She brushes a hand coyly against his shoulder before leaving.

Why aren't you moving?? Get out and walk away - now!! My mind is telling me something but I couldn't understand it.

A hand touches my shoulder. "That is the reason why we broke up." Emiko says from behind me.

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Okay, don't panic.

OHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGOD...

Okay, just breathe. Breathe in, breathe out...okay, that's good...repeat once more...

Well, he was never yours to begin with anyway...

Shut up! You know its not like that! Besides, I don't like him that way!! He's just a friend now.

You didn't lose anything. There was never anything there anyway. At least now you know the truth.

Hey, look on the bright side - at least now you know he's not gay like you thought before.

Maybe the tabloid was right. Maybe he is a playboy. Second to Jun, am I right?

The good thing is, your heart is still intact. Of course, it would be really stupid if you did give it to him, just like the last time...

Stop it, stop it, STOP IT!!

The water splashed against my face. The cold temperature was like a slap across it, reminding me of my place, who I was and snapping me back into reality.

I hear a soft knock on the door. "Hanari, are you okay?" Emiko's voice softly wanders against the small opening.

"Yeah," I manage to say. This is a dream, right? Because it feels like I've just walked into a nightmare.

I lift my head up and stare at myself in the mirror. "Yeah, you look like...something..." I shake my head as I climb into the bathtub. I sit in the corner, leaning my head against the wall. Good thing it was empty.

The door opens, and then closes again. "I'm sorry."

"Why? It's not your fault." I glare at the wall.

"I guess I should've told you. I'm really sorry." Emiko sat at the edge of the tub.

"So why did you guys break up anyway? Is it because he cheated on you with her? If he did - "

"No, no. It's not like that at all." She shakes her head. She then lifts her head up and starts the story from the beginning: how she and Ohno were spending less time together; how Ohno introduced her to his family; how his mother hated her from first sight and didn't dare hide it; how they were caught by his manager a few weeks back and how he got reprimanded; how they were suppose to meet a few nights ago but he didn't show up; how she waited for him while it was raining and found him a couple of hours later in a bar, with that girl I saw; how they had their arms around each other, the girl whispering in his ear, her hands on his -

"Okay - I get the picture." I cover my ears with my hands. Apparently, it wasn't my heart that was breaking here - it was hers.

"So who is she?" I ask. I really didn't want to know but I knew my conscience wouldn't let me sleep unless I found out.

"Honestly? I don't know. Last I checked, I was still his...wait, I'm not even his girlfriend, am I?" She laughs nervously. "I'm assuming she's Nino's...you know."

I nodded. His girlfriend, his koibito, his lover, his special someone, his significant other, his mistress, his queried, his...whatever.

The door suddenly slams open, interrupting us. "Where is she??" A voice boomed.

"She's in the bathtub!" My sister, Rina, yells.

"What the...? What are you two doing here?" I demand.

"We came here for this." Hoshiro pulls out a newspaper from behind him and opens it to show me.

"...EH?!" My eyes bulged as I stared at the paper. Oh dear Lord, this isn't happening...

Rina closes the door and locks it. "Congratulations! This is an intervention."

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she really wasn't suppose to appear but i had no other choice. people were asking about her and i just...how do you explain something like her [whoever she is...]? personally? i'd rather just leave it alone but well, you know fangirls...

well, its midnight so i decided to post this anyway, as a birthday gift to everyone so i hope you all like!

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