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    <title>miya_april @ 2009-12-10T19:52:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-11T01:52:35Z</published>
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    <content type="html">changed my layout once again.&lt;br /&gt;i really like it.&lt;br /&gt;i took the base of it from okimiyage; they've always got great layouts.&lt;br /&gt;but i changed the header again.&lt;br /&gt;this is more my style.&lt;br /&gt;thank you.</content>
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    <title>I've made it to the next CHP</title>
    <published>2009-10-02T18:17:34Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-03T00:29:38Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Her is chp two for you. because the first might have been a bit confusing. I&amp;nbsp;hope you get the idea of the story with this. -^o^-&lt;br /&gt;Again please leave feedback for me. I'd love to know what you thinks~&lt;br /&gt;chu &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;Chapter Two: Yokoyama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;I stretched my arms high above me as I finally finished Zelda for the third time. I clasped down hard on my white DS as a classmate sat next to me on the bench just outside of campus. She likes me, but I&amp;rsquo;m not really interested in having a girlfriend right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&amp;ldquo;You know, Yokoyama, if you put as much effort into your studies&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; she started. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;It doesn&amp;rsquo;t matter. I&amp;rsquo;m dropping out anyways.&amp;rdquo; I turned my head away from her, mostly out of annoyance.&lt;br /&gt;She yelled loudly, &amp;ldquo;What?! You&amp;rsquo;re so smart! Do you realize the potential you have?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Passing my exams doesn&amp;rsquo;t interest me anymore. None of it is challenging&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;I stood up and threw my bag around my shoulder and got my headphones ready. She stood up at my lead and lowered her tone; almost desperately, &amp;ldquo;Yokoyama, listen&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Cheer up! Don&amp;rsquo;t worry; I&amp;rsquo;m sure there&amp;rsquo;s more interesting guys on campus other than me.&amp;rdquo; I poked her forehead then waved my hand goodbye as I put my headphones on and left. I didn&amp;rsquo;t want to hear her crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;I started walking back towards my small apartment when my phone started ringing. It was a ringtone I hadn&amp;rsquo;t heard in some months. I smiled as I picked up, &amp;ldquo;Moshi Mosh~&lt;span style="line-height: 115%"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♫&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Hina-chan? &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #232323"&gt;&amp;hearts;&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;I arrived at the normal ramen place to meet Hina. I raised my hand and yelled loudly, &amp;ldquo;ONE BEEF!&amp;rdquo; I smiled happily as they welcomed me and started on my meal. I sat down to a smiling Hina. He smacked my head, &amp;ldquo;Are you always this loud? You don&amp;rsquo;t change&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; I grinned to one side as I looked down at his ramen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&amp;ldquo;So, what&amp;rsquo;s up? You call me out of the blue saying you got something challenging for my talents.&amp;rdquo; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;I slurped loudly on my ramen as I listened to what he had to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&amp;ldquo;We&amp;rsquo;ve been friends for how long?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Too long&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;He continued on like I hadn&amp;rsquo;t said anything, &amp;ldquo;I need your help with something. I suddenly found myself in this predicament and I think&amp;hellip;no, I know you can help me.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;His change in tone wasn&amp;rsquo;t something I heard often. He had me on edge, but as usual I tried making light of the situation, &amp;ldquo;What, don&amp;rsquo;t know what to do with your money?&amp;rdquo; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&amp;ldquo;We&amp;rsquo;re going to make money together, ne?&amp;rdquo; He patted my back hard as he continued, &amp;ldquo;This will change your life for the better! All you need to do, is work your brain in ways you&amp;rsquo;ve haven&amp;rsquo;t before!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Scams?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;EH?!&amp;rdquo; He started laughing loudly. He pushed his bowl away and turned towards me, &amp;ldquo;No, no, no&amp;hellip; I&amp;rsquo;m putting a group together with particular talents. You see, this is for the better of Japan!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;I leaned back with a questioning look on my face. I couldn&amp;rsquo;t help but point and laugh at him, &amp;ldquo;Baka! What are you talking about?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Trust me, trust me!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;As I got to my one room apartment, I threw the couple of keys that I had on the counter after I got done locking the door and taking off my shoes. I stripped off my jeans, jacket and shirt and headed into the bathroom for a bath. This day was hard on me&amp;hellip; all in a day I decide to drop school, and listen to Hina&amp;rsquo;s crazy ideas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;I leaned my head back, redoing my hairclip so my bangs wouldn&amp;rsquo;t get wet. The hot water relaxed my muscles, so much so that I felt my eyes wanting to shut. I hurried out after washing off the day&amp;rsquo;s filth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;I sat down on my small chair in front of my big computer screen. I checked my normal sites and soon found myself sitting still lost in thought. His voice ringing in my head, &lt;i&gt;&amp;lsquo;Just a small group, like six, seven including me, will work together to help out the innocent of Japan. I&amp;rsquo;ve already got the rest on board&amp;hellip; you&amp;rsquo;re the last I want to add. And believe me, it&amp;rsquo;ll be the most fun and challenging thing you&amp;rsquo;ve ever done.&amp;rsquo; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;I lifted up my glasses and grinned, &amp;ldquo;Well, I&amp;rsquo;ve got nothing else to do&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;I arrived at the building Hina told me to get to. &amp;ldquo;Eh? Why the hell does this building look so deserted!? And why is it off from the main road?&amp;rdquo; I started heading inside when a guy ran into me. He made me drop the piece of paper with Shingo&amp;rsquo;s handwriting on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;He had shoulder length hair and glasses on; he seemed innocent enough. He quickly picked it up for me and apologized, &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m so sorry. I&amp;rsquo;m so clumsy sometimes!&amp;rdquo; I nodded in thanks and headed inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;Even stranger than the outside, was the inside of the building. Despite the loneliness from outside, the inside was nicely furnished and had quite a few people roaming it. A receptionist welcomed me from her desk, &amp;ldquo;May I help you?&amp;rdquo; I looked behind me, &amp;lsquo;&lt;i&gt;Nope&amp;hellip; she must me talking to me.&amp;rsquo;&lt;/i&gt; &amp;ldquo;Ano&amp;hellip; I&amp;rsquo;m here to meet Hin&amp;hellip; I mean Murakami, Shingo&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;She smiled, &amp;ldquo;Name?&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;I was puzzled as I walked up to the desk, &amp;ldquo;Yokoyama, You&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Ah yes, he&amp;rsquo;s waiting for you. Please, take the elevators just behind me,&amp;rdquo; she said as she raised her hand to point behind her. I nodded and started walking around her desk when she yelped, &amp;ldquo;Oh! Here you go!&amp;rdquo; She handed me a card with my name on it, &amp;ldquo;Just swipe this in the reader inside the elevator and it will take you to where you need to be.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&amp;lsquo;&lt;i&gt;What the hell&amp;hellip;&amp;rsquo;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;I got inside the elevator and did as the receptionist told me. &amp;ldquo;Now go!&amp;rdquo; I commanded the elevators as if I had some power over them. I laughed at my own stupidity. But stopped laughing as I suddenly jolted. Instead of going up like I was expecting, I headed down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;A green light came on from above me attracting my attention. I soon turned my head as a woman&amp;rsquo;s voice came on greeting me, &amp;ldquo;Welcome Yokoyama, You.&amp;rdquo; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Sugoi&amp;hellip; just like a game! Iyaaa!&amp;rdquo; My tension was rising, and I was welcoming it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;I finally stopped and walked out as the doors opened. As soon as I stepped out I saw a few people looking up at me. I looked around, I was at top of some stairs, and the others were in a lounge just at the end. One of them looked relaxed, the second looked unimpressed, and the other was clicking away on a small computer. Once they stared at me for a few seconds they went back to waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;I was just about to get to the bottom of the stairs when a ding came from behind me. My eyes widened as I saw the same guy who ran into me walk out from the elevators. &amp;ldquo;You!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;He smiled, &amp;ldquo;Ah, it must be fate!&amp;rdquo; He walked down and introduced himself, &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m Maruyama, Ryuhei. Yoroshiku~&amp;rdquo; I followed his lead, &amp;ldquo;Ah, Yokoyama, You.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;Another ding went off as Hina and another guy came out. &amp;ldquo;Hina-chan! What the hell is all this,&amp;rdquo; I asked as I pointed at him. Maruyama looked at me, a question mark over his head, &amp;ldquo;Hina-chan?&amp;rdquo; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Why do you have to call me that!? Ah, anyways, it seems like we&amp;rsquo;re all here.&amp;rdquo; I looked around as he mentioned &amp;lsquo;all.&amp;rsquo; He walked passed me and stood in front of us all, &amp;ldquo;Thanks for being here, I&amp;rsquo;m glad you&amp;rsquo;ve all decided to join. Yoroshiku Onegaishimasu.&amp;rdquo; The guy who came out with him, a short one with blonde hair responded back happily, &amp;ldquo;Yoroshiku!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;I sat down on the stairs, &amp;ldquo;Neh&amp;hellip; when do we start this?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;Murakami leaned back on the wall, &amp;ldquo;We&amp;rsquo;ll start with you then, baka. Say your name and specialty.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;I pointed at myself, &amp;ldquo;Eh? Me?&amp;rdquo; I crossed my arms and stretched out my legs. &amp;ldquo;My name is Yokoyama, You. I&amp;rsquo;m a master strategist, schemer, and too much intelligence to deal with.&amp;rdquo; Murakami laughed, &amp;ldquo;Baka!&amp;rdquo; I laughed with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;Maruyama laughed too, causing the others to look at him. He went with the flow, &amp;ldquo;Maruyama, Ryuhei desu. I&amp;rsquo;m a pick-pocket and master thief. Oh and&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; he said as he took out what looked like a wallet, &amp;ldquo;Sorry, but I couldn&amp;rsquo;t help myself.&amp;rdquo; He tossed my wallet back at me. I hurried to feel inside my jacket and just noticed that it wasn&amp;rsquo;t there. &amp;ldquo;I didn&amp;rsquo;t take anything&amp;hellip; nothing to take.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;The rest chuckled lightly or smiled. After they settled down, Hina pointed at the one closest to him, who was typing away on his computer. &amp;ldquo;You?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;He clicked a few things then crossed his legs as he closed his laptop, &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m Okura, Tadayoshi and I&amp;rsquo;m a hacker and computer specialist. Yoroshiku onegaishimasu.&amp;rdquo; He bowed his head a little. The one across from him spoke up, &amp;ldquo;Oi! That&amp;rsquo;s a good skill!&amp;rdquo; He clapped once then leaned back again on the couch. He smiled, &amp;ldquo;Guess I&amp;rsquo;m next. Yo, Shibutani, Subaru. I&amp;rsquo;m an expert lock pick, no matter the safe, I&amp;rsquo;ll get into it.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;He glanced t the guy next to him, causing the rest of us to look at him too. The guy was good looking, but seemed quiet and moody. &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m Nishikido, Ryo. I&amp;rsquo;m a con artist and take pride in manipulating people.&amp;rdquo; I sat up quickly, intrigued by what I was hearing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;Lastly, the blonde guy spoke. He bowed, &amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s nice to meet you, I&amp;rsquo;m Yasuda, Shota. I take pride in inventing new gadgets and taking apart machinery. I hope I&amp;rsquo;ll be of some use.&amp;rdquo; He bowed again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oi, Hina! Let me ask, is this where we&amp;rsquo;ll be doing operations and stuff?&amp;rdquo; I stood up and walked to him, casually putting my hands in my pocket, &amp;ldquo;Because this is a little small. I mean, you even had the elaborate elevator announcer and lights!&amp;rdquo; I couldn&amp;rsquo;t stop myself from chuckling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;He pointed in different directions, &amp;ldquo;Each of you has your own area to play and work. You can take a look for yourselves. For example, for Okura, we set up a series of high tech computers.&amp;rdquo; Okura suddenly stood up and quickly went searching for his computers. Everyone heard him cheer in a high voice, &amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s true!&amp;rdquo; His voice suddenly sparked the rest of us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;Various cheers could be heard as each of them found their rooms. I walked around and took a small peek in each one. Like Hina said, Okura had about 6 computers attached to the wall with a stereo system and a bunch of high tech stuff.&amp;nbsp;Next to him was Yasuda&amp;rsquo;s lab, which looked like any.&amp;nbsp;Hina was inside with him talking about gadget stuff that I didn&amp;rsquo;t really care for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;I continued walking around. Ryo had a room full of knick-knacks, such as outfits, glasses, watches, and whatever else he needed to pull off cons. He really intrigued me, Ryo. Subaru didn&amp;rsquo;t have much, just a computer and various technologies for breaking into safes. Though, he seemed extremely happy about it. &amp;nbsp;As I got to the next room I laughed; Maruyama only had a computer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;He looked up at me as he heard my laugh. He looked pitiful. &amp;ldquo;Oi, Maru&amp;hellip;you don&amp;rsquo;t really need anything right? You&amp;rsquo;re a thief&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; He tilted his head a little, &amp;ldquo;Maru?&amp;rdquo; I walked closer and put my arm around his shoulder, &amp;ldquo;Hai, Maru. You don&amp;rsquo;t mind do you?&amp;rdquo; He smiled, &amp;ldquo;Not at all Yoko-kun.&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #232323"&gt; &amp;hearts;&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;Soon we were all called and gathered again in the front entrance lounge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&amp;ldquo;If you need or want anything else just let Ai-chan here know; she&amp;rsquo;s my assistant. Again thank you for coming. Yoroshiku onegaishimasu.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;I pouted, &amp;ldquo;I didn&amp;rsquo;t get to see my room&amp;hellip;a-re?&amp;rdquo; I looked around and noticed that Nishikido wasn&amp;rsquo;t in the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;The rest started leaving so I snuck away to go back to his room. I poke my head in and saw him just standing there; lost in his thoughts. I wasn&amp;rsquo;t sure if I should say something, or just let him be and figure out that he was spaced out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&amp;lsquo;Still&amp;hellip; I&amp;rsquo;ll just tap his shoulder&amp;hellip;&amp;rsquo; As I got a little bit closer I paused as I saw him clench his fists. He whispered two names&amp;hellip;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&amp;ldquo;&amp;hellip;Higa... Hikari&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;My curiosity was at its peak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A/N: What's going on with Ryo???!!!! &lt;br /&gt;I've made his character darker than he really is in life...but I'm planning (if i get that far) to have him his normal self. -^^-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>A new Adventure~</title>
    <published>2009-10-02T18:03:08Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-03T00:29:09Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;Okies, this is my eito story. But I'm not sure if I should continue. I've kinda got the entire plot in my head, but I'm not very confident. Tell me what you think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;And for Sissy, who doesn't know a thing about Kanjani8....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;Yokoyama, You&amp;nbsp;(Yoko, Yokocho, Black-u)&amp;nbsp;- master strategist/ schemer, and for all intents and purposes, the team leader.&lt;br /&gt;Nishikido, Ryo (Dokkun, Yellow) - con artist and has a paticular talent for manipulating people&lt;br /&gt;Murakami, Shingo&amp;nbsp;(Hina*, Nasu) - Boss, client advisor and financialist; he also goes out on missions every now and then&lt;br /&gt;Shibutani, Subaru (Baru, Red-o) - master lock pick and safe specialist&lt;br /&gt;Maruyama, Ryuhei (Maru, Orange) - pick pocket and master thief&lt;br /&gt;Okura, Tadayoshi (Tacchon, Green) - hacker and computer specialist&lt;br /&gt;Yasuda, Shota (Yasu,&amp;nbsp;Blue) - inventor and has a habit of prying things apart and putting them back together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;*Hina is what I&amp;nbsp;normally call him, instead of his name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this helps with the names and things Sissy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;Chu &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;Chapter One: It's our Anniversary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Blue, did you already place the cameras around the building,&amp;rdquo; asked the concerned team leader. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Of course!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;Yokoyama clicked over to activate the placed cameras and saw Yasu giving a peace sign as he walked away. He stretched, &amp;ldquo;Well now that that&amp;rsquo;s over with all we have to do is wait for the party to start. Green, have you already recorded the hallway cameras?&amp;rdquo; He started turning on his DS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeah I&amp;rsquo;ve got plenty of it recorded. Just let me know when I need to loop it,&amp;rdquo; Okura said plainly. Soon sipping noises could be heard. Yoko sat up, &amp;ldquo;Green! Where are you?&amp;rdquo; Okura was quiet for a moment, &amp;ldquo;Ano&amp;hellip; I was getting hungry, so&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;Green!&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m just across the street from the hotel!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;Yasu came in defense of his partner, &amp;ldquo;Green can eat if he wants to Black-u! I&amp;rsquo;m hungry too&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I never said you couldn&amp;rsquo;t eat, but,&amp;rdquo; Yoko said as he started up a level on his DS. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;OI, Black-u!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Nani?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Orange and I are eating too&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; Subaru said just to annoy Yoko. Maru started giggling as they both purposely ate loud in their mics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;Within two hours the guests were starting to arrive at the 5 star hotel in Tokyo. About 500 plus were invited, so this wasn&amp;rsquo;t going to be easy for the team to pull off. Though, they had disguises to aid them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;Yoko closed his DS and put his mic back on, &amp;ldquo;Okay, Hina just arrived. Let the games begin my friends.&amp;rdquo; He clicked around and Hina could be seen off of the main computer screen in front of him. From the other screens areas of people, from guests to staff, could be seen. Yoko leaned back and intertwined his fingers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Okay, Yellow, it&amp;rsquo;s time for you to enter.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;Ryo arrived with a dolled up Ai-chan. They caught the glances of almost everybody in the room. They mingled, allowing Ryo to pry into the guests mind. He noticed a woman looking at him from across the bar. He leaned in to whisper, &amp;ldquo;Go find Nasu&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; She did as told, which left Ryo to walk up to his prey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&amp;ldquo;What are you having,&amp;rdquo; he asked close to her ear.&lt;br /&gt;She shivered a bit in anticipation, &amp;ldquo;Something sweet.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t like sweet things.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m sure I can find something for you,&amp;rdquo; she cooed to him. She placed her right hand on his; he took it and noticed the diamond ring on her index finger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;He scoffed, &amp;ldquo;Your husband doesn&amp;rsquo;t know you&amp;rsquo;re here&amp;hellip; does he?&amp;rdquo; She suddenly gasped and pulled her hand back, &amp;ldquo;How&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;Ryo waved his hand a bit to get the attention of the bartender. &amp;ldquo;Sake...&amp;rdquo; He turned his attention back at the woman. &amp;ldquo;Only diamond cuts like that come on wedding rings. How pitiful. I feel sorry for your husband.&amp;rdquo; Ryo took his drink and left the woman there to start tearing up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;Ai-chan walked over to Ryo with Hina following her. Ryo smiled, &amp;ldquo;Tatsuya-san! It&amp;rsquo;s so good to see you again. I see you&amp;rsquo;ve caught up with Sakura?&amp;rdquo; Hina looked past Ryo and noticed the troubled woman at the bar. &amp;ldquo;You wouldn&amp;rsquo;t have been playing, now have you?&amp;rdquo; Ryo sneered, &amp;ldquo;Well I just couldn&amp;rsquo;t help myself. It&amp;rsquo;s been awhile since I&amp;rsquo;ve played that character&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;Yoko zoomed in on Maru walking around in a waiter&amp;rsquo;s uniform. &amp;ldquo;Oi, Orange, how much change do you have?&amp;rdquo; Maru was talking with a guest; offering them food or drinks, &amp;ldquo;Would you like any wine, or sake? We&amp;rsquo;ve got about 100 to choose from. Tanaka-san was very particular about having choices for his guests.&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;Good job Orange, keep it up. Yellow, Nasu, he&amp;rsquo;s on the move&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; He looked up at the screen and noticed the slight nods they gave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Remember to place the pen facing towards him. The mic will pick up more. Nasu, don&amp;rsquo;t forget the GPS chip.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Tanaka-san,&amp;rdquo; Hina said loudly as he raised his hand to greet the target, &amp;ldquo;This is the man I wanted you to talk with; Toma, Shinji. He&amp;rsquo;s got a great company lined up who could use your expertise.&amp;rdquo; Tanaka-san put his wine glass in the other hand as he shook Ryo&amp;rsquo;s, &amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s a pleasure to meet you. Tatsuya-san has told me everything.&amp;rdquo; Ryo laughed casually, &amp;ldquo;Well, let&amp;rsquo;s hope not everything!&amp;rdquo; They all laughed together, though they were all faking it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;Tanaka-san stopped laughing first as Ai-chan caught his eye. &amp;ldquo;And who might you be?&amp;rdquo; She gently placed her hand in his, &amp;ldquo;My name is Sakura; it&amp;rsquo;s a pleasure.&amp;rdquo; He leaned down and kissed her hand, &amp;ldquo;No, the honor is mine. If your&amp;hellip;date&amp;hellip; doesn&amp;rsquo;t mind, I&amp;rsquo;d like to show you around.&amp;rdquo; Ai-chan looked at Ryo, who smiled, &amp;ldquo;Be my guest, but before you leave&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; He pulled out a shiny black pen with a gold tip and clip, &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;d like to give you this as a sign of my gratitude. I hope we can make lots of money together.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;Tanaka took the pen and placed it in his front pocket, along with his handkerchief. Murakami suddenly grabbed his collar to straighten it out, &amp;ldquo;Ah, there we go.&amp;rdquo; With a thanks and a smile Tanaka-san and Ai-chan left to browse and chat with the other guests. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Good, good,&amp;rdquo; Yoko said happily. &amp;ldquo;Okay Green, we need you to start the loop.&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;Hai.&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;Red-o, start heading up to his office and do what you do best. Orange will meet you at the elevator to hand you the change.&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;Hai, hai&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; Subaru went on complaining, &amp;ldquo;How come I can never be the one to drink and eat&amp;hellip; I do all the hard work&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;He clicked a few times, ignoring Subaru&amp;rsquo;s normal complaints, to see Maru putting down his tray and telling his fellow waiter that he was going on break. &amp;ldquo;Alright, it&amp;rsquo;s time to give up the goods, Orange. Did you manage to&amp;nbsp;hit gold?&amp;rdquo; Maru walked to a hallway closet and grabbed a briefcase and started heading to meet Subaru, &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m a pro, remember? I pick-pocketed watches, jewelry, wallets, and everything in between.&amp;rdquo; Yoko saw Maru hand Subaru the briefcase and leave in the opposite direction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;He looked back to the other screen and saw Tanaka-san and Ai still chatting with other guests. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hai, we should have plenty of time to plant the goods, steal the papers and get out.&amp;rdquo; He leaned back casually, placing his arms behind his head, meanwhile closing his eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;He&amp;rsquo;s gone! I&amp;rsquo;ve lost him!&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;WHAT?!&amp;rdquo; He clicked over through all of the cameras but couldn&amp;rsquo;t find Tanaka. He changed the screen to a black one, something like radar. The GPS chipped read that he was in the elevators. &amp;ldquo;Green! Stall the elevators! Keep him there for as long as you can.&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;I can only give you 4 minutes.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&amp;ldquo;That will have to do. Red-o, Tanaka is heading your way. Have you cracked the safe?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Not yet. I&amp;rsquo;ll have it in 6 minutes.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Green can only give you 4.&amp;rdquo; He clicked over and talked with Hina, &amp;ldquo;Nasu, run up the stairs as fast as you can and stall Tanaka. He slipped by our Sakura! Get him talking about Yellow and the company; record it!&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;Seriously?! It&amp;rsquo;s 20 floors,&amp;rdquo; Nasu said as he walked away peacefully from the guests. As soon as he was out of sight he bolted towards the stairs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;Yoko was standing by this point, going back and forth between screens. He didn&amp;rsquo;t have a camera in the office so he couldn&amp;rsquo;t watch Subaru, only the hallway outside. &amp;ldquo;Green, how much time left?&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;1 minute and 45 seconds left until I have to start up the elevators.&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;Feed me the live of the elevator he&amp;rsquo;s in.&amp;rdquo; In seconds Yoko could see Tanaka trying to call for help on the elevator emergency button. &amp;ldquo;Someone get this thing on again!&amp;rdquo; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Time&amp;rsquo;s up, I&amp;rsquo;m starting the elevator.&amp;rdquo; A drop of sweat fell from Yoko&amp;rsquo;s forehead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yellow, Orange, get Sakura and leave the party.&amp;rdquo; He finished with them and clicked over to Yasu, &amp;ldquo;Blue, fall from the sky and pick up Red-o. He&amp;rsquo;s going to need&amp;nbsp;an escape.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;On it.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Green, when he get's out of the elevator, put the camera in the hallway back to normal. And make sure to zoom in on him; leave Nasu out.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hai!&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;He looked up and saw Nasu just make it in time to catch Tanaka. &amp;ldquo;Stall, stall!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;Hina started talking, trying to catching his breath, &amp;ldquo;So are we going&amp;hellip; to steal from that idiot downstairs? He&amp;rsquo;s got plenty of money to give us.&amp;rdquo; Tanaka-san stopped walking towards his office and turned slowly to face Hina. He was starting to sweat a little. &amp;ldquo;Tatsuya-kun, you&amp;rsquo;ve got a lot to learn. Don&amp;rsquo;t say steal, you don&amp;rsquo;t know who might be listening. It&amp;rsquo;s better to say donate. Do you understand?&amp;rdquo; He patted Hina&amp;rsquo;s shoulder. &amp;ldquo;Now yes I&amp;rsquo;ve already asked someone to look into his company. There&amp;rsquo;s plenty there&amp;hellip; I&amp;rsquo;ll send someone in to dig up something good on him. And like always, we&amp;rsquo;ll blackmail him for all he&amp;rsquo;s worth. Simple as that!&amp;rdquo; He started laughing at his own brilliance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&amp;ldquo;How stupid can that guy get? He even gave me this expensive pen. Here,&amp;rdquo; he said as he tossed it to Hina, &amp;ldquo;See what price you can find for this.&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;Right away.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Red-o are you out,&amp;rdquo; Yoko said almost in panic as Tanaka grabbed the door&amp;rsquo;s handle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;Subaru didn&amp;rsquo;t answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&amp;ldquo;RED-O?!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;Tanaka opened the door and turned on the lights; Hina followed him in. &amp;ldquo;Nasu, turn on your glasses, I need eyes in there. Green, connect me with Nasu.&amp;rdquo; The corner screen clicked a few times, and soon Tanaka&amp;rsquo;s room was visible. Subaru was nowhere to be seen. &amp;ldquo;Green, ditch your spot. Meet up with the others.&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;Right.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Blue, do you have Red-o?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a moment Yasu responded, &amp;ldquo;Just in time! I raised him up just as the lights came on!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;BAKA! Pay attention! I don&amp;rsquo;t want to fall to my death,&amp;rdquo; Subaru barked at the younger man. He was dangling from&amp;nbsp;a few wires hooked up on the roof. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;That won&amp;rsquo;t happen&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; Yasu said as he felt hurt by his words. He suddenly had a fighting spirit, &amp;ldquo;This isn&amp;rsquo;t the first time I&amp;rsquo;ve rescued your butt from a close call!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;What did you say!?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh? Can&amp;rsquo;t hear me from down there?!&amp;rdquo; Yasu looked down from the building&amp;rsquo;s roof.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&amp;ldquo;So loud,&amp;rdquo; Yoko said as he sat down in his chair defeated. &amp;ldquo;Nasu, you&amp;rsquo;re the last to leave. Hurry up.&amp;rdquo; He clicked over once again, &amp;ldquo;Green, make sure to put the cameras back to normal when Nasu and the other two idiots leave.&amp;rdquo; Okura laughed into the mic, &amp;ldquo;Alright.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;He leaned his head back and rubbed his forehead, &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;ll need Yasu to pick up the cameras before the police get there tomorrow&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; He closed his eyes and couldn't help but laugh at it all. &lt;em&gt;'All in a day's work...'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;As they arrived back at headquarters, Maru, Hina, Ryo, and Ai-chan took off their wigs and disguises. Hina threw his fake cell phone to Ai-chan, &amp;ldquo;Burn this for me please.&amp;rdquo; Yasu and Subaru were still bickering at each other, but Yasu still found the time to say 'tadaima.' Hina collected all of the papers and evidence of blackmail and handed it to Ai-chan. &amp;ldquo;Of course, wipe off our fingerprints and turn it in.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;Yoko started pouring sake into separate glasses, &amp;ldquo;To a job well done! And to our 5&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; anniversary!&amp;rdquo; The rest circled around the table and took their glasses. They raised their glasses and cheered, &amp;ldquo;kanpai!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;The group of men exhaled in bliss, allowing the sake to tingle down their throats. Ryo was the first to finish his glass, &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m heading out now&amp;hellip; I&amp;rsquo;ve got a deal set up tomorrow&amp;hellip; I&amp;rsquo;ll need my rest for it.&amp;rdquo; Hina pulled his glass away quickly, &amp;ldquo;Ryo! You&amp;rsquo;re scary sometimes! Though&amp;hellip; You&amp;rsquo;ve changed a lot since you&amp;rsquo;ve been with us&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hina-chan, you looked so funny when you were running up those stairs,&amp;rdquo; Okura said as he followed Ryo away from the group. &amp;ldquo;I recorded it so I can laugh at it whenever I&amp;rsquo;m feeling upset.&amp;rdquo; Yasu chased after Okura, calling him by his nic-name, &amp;ldquo;Tacchon don&amp;rsquo;t leave me here!&amp;rdquo; Hina pointed after him, &amp;ldquo;Oi! I&amp;rsquo;m still your boss you know!&amp;rdquo; He sighed, &amp;ldquo;Yoko, this is your fault.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&amp;ldquo;I didn&amp;rsquo;t do anything. And Yasu don&amp;rsquo;t forget to pick up the cameras,&amp;rdquo; Yoko yelled as he poured himself another drink. A faint &amp;lsquo;hai&amp;rsquo; could be heard from the elevator. Maru-chan held his glass out to get a second helping, &amp;ldquo;I still remember when I first heard you call him that. Ah, it fits you Hina-chan!&amp;rdquo; Maru took off running around the room as Hina tried smacking him in the back of the head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;Subaru sat down and propped his feet up on the table. Yoko followed his lead, &amp;ldquo;For a moment there I thought you were caught.&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;For a moment there, so did I.&amp;rdquo; The chuckled together, only continuing as they saw Hina chasing Maru.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;After a few minutes Yoko stood up, &amp;ldquo;Well I&amp;rsquo;m heading out&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; He stretched, &amp;ldquo;I still can&amp;rsquo;t believe we&amp;rsquo;ve been together now for 5 years.&amp;rdquo; Subaru closed his eyes, &amp;ldquo;I still can&amp;rsquo;t believe you were chosen as team leader.&amp;rdquo; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Baka.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;Subaru laughed, &amp;ldquo;G&amp;rsquo;night!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;Yokoyama waved bye and headed up the stairs to the elevator. He leaned back on the wall as the green light came on and the elevator headed up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;The next morning the news was full of Tanaka&amp;rsquo;s arrest. A female announcer&amp;rsquo;s voice was heard as the camera was on police walking a handcuffed Tanaka. &amp;ldquo;There was more than enough evidence of blackmail and dirty dealing from his company to put him away for more than 60 years. On top of that, police found one of his briefcases full of stolen goods that were reported missing from his guests.&amp;nbsp;Fortunately, I&amp;rsquo;m happy to report that some relief came when the businesses he was blackmailing got back their money.&amp;rdquo; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;The camera was once again on the female announcer. &amp;ldquo;This announcer is thankful to whoever had the courage to stop a bad person such as Tanaka.&amp;rdquo; She smiled then looked to another camera, &amp;ldquo; In other news&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;re welcome,&amp;rdquo; Yokoyama grinned as he ate his breakfast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A/N: I'll go ahead and post chp 2 to help clarify what's going on. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <title>miya_april @ 2009-09-10T13:39:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-10T18:41:59Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-10T18:41:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;I just want to announce that i finally changed my layout!!! YAYAYAYAYAYAYAY!&lt;br /&gt;Ryo looks so cool in it don't you think? I THINK SO! &lt;br /&gt;So let's celebrate &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;chu &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH and some other great&amp;nbsp; news! &lt;br /&gt;My older sis finally got an account! YAYAYAYAYAYA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>miya_april @ 2009-06-21T14:02:00</title>
    <published>2009-06-21T19:03:19Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-21T19:03:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;Sashiburi minna~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's been a wee bit since I've posted anything. Ah~ late, late&amp;nbsp;last night I re-watched some of Pacific Tour and came across Tegoshi's solo Ai Nante. And BOOM it hit me~ inspiration for a story. Haha. I've been having them recently... (I think it's because I've been so busy lately, that I need to let out my creativity some how..) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I wrote out what I wanted (it's not a whole story) and I asked kirakirakingro if she would look into doing this request for me. I hope my idea is intruiging enough, but we'll see! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tego x Ryo pairing &amp;lt;3 (and yamapi makes an appearance! lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;Ryo just got dumped by his girlfriend of 5 years due to her cheating. Feeling heartbroken he decides to go to a bar/club and drink away his misery. With his friend Yamashita, the club&amp;rsquo;s bartender, he gets in easily. As Yamashita continues to serve him drink by drink, a catchy rock song accompanied by a beautiful voice starts to flow around the club; quite of few girls cheer. Ryo looks up and turns to see a young man, probably a couple years younger than him, singing passionately into the mic. (Ai Nante &amp;lt;3)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Who&amp;rsquo;s that&amp;hellip; singing?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;Yamashita cleans a glass and smiles as he responds to his long time friend, &amp;ldquo;His name is Tegoshi Yuya. He&amp;rsquo;s been coming to this bar for a while now. Good, isn&amp;rsquo;t he?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yuya&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;Time flew by and it was already 3 A.M.; only a few people were left, including a tipsy Ryo with a cigarette in his mouth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Ah, Ryo-chan you&amp;rsquo;ve had too many. Come on it&amp;rsquo;s time to leave.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeah, yeah&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; Ryo said as he slowly stood up from his seat, blowing out a puff of smoke.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yamashita, can you pour me one,&amp;rdquo; an innocent voice asked from behind Ryo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;Ryo looked to his right to see that same young man who was singing earlier take a seat a few chairs away.&amp;nbsp;He examined the younger man, he had highlighted light brown hair that came down to his ears, a slim figure, and&amp;hellip; did he smell like something sweet? Ryo couldn&amp;rsquo;t help but stare, and to his surprise the young man returned the stare.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Got something on your mind?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Nothing really,&amp;rdquo; he replied back. He turned to face the front and put the cigarette back to his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Tegoshi took a sip of his beer and criticized Ryo, &amp;ldquo;Mmm, smoking is bad for you. I don&amp;rsquo;t like guys who smell like smoke.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t remember asking you about it,&amp;rdquo; Ryo bitterly spat back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;Tegoshi simply chuckled into his glass.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;Yamashita finally finished cleaning up and escorted both men outside. He put on a beanie and put his hands in his leather jacket. &amp;ldquo;Will you be okay getting home Ryo?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;He laughed a little, &amp;ldquo;Okay as anything&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; He took one last puff then threw his cigarette to the ground, stepping on it. Though it took him a couple of times to actually do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Okay that first part was like a story, and now I kinda summarize the rest~ to the ending.. ^^)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;Throughout the weeks, Ryo kept finding himself going back to that bar. He told himself that it was because of the beer, but he knew&amp;hellip; he wanted to see Yuya again. He was drawn to him, like the cigarettes he smoked. Tegoshi released him from the pain he felt. His smile soothed Ryo&amp;rsquo;s cold heart.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;And slowly Ryo got to know Yuya and often talked with him at the bar; then soon, over the phone. Could Ryo smile again? He was thinking it was possible when he was with that stupidly cheerful, cute Yuya. But Ryo started rejecting the deep feelings he had. He didn&amp;rsquo;t want to fall in love again, especially for a man. How low could he get? He became angry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;As the night approached midnight, months later from their first meeting, both men walked back from eating out. Though, suddenly Ryo stopped walking, causing Tegoshi to stop as well. &amp;ldquo;Yuya,&amp;rdquo; Ryo cooed to the younger man, &amp;ldquo;I hate you.&amp;rdquo; With those words Ryo grabbed and pushed Yuya back into a wall and kissed him hard on the lips. Ryo pulled away and gazed sinisterly into the younger man eyes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;I hate the smell of smoke&amp;hellip; but I could never&amp;hellip; hate it on you&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; as Yuya drifted off from his statement; he couldn&amp;rsquo;t help but lean forward for a more passionate kiss.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;*fangirling* Well that's about it. Happy ending as the two stay together forever! &lt;br /&gt;Even though I prefere the RyoPi pairing, I've been giving Tego~nyan a lot of attention lately so I&amp;nbsp;figure I match him with Ryo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there may not be a lot of video of Tego so if it can't work then that's fine. Maybe tegoshi can switch for yamapi. Waa~ &lt;br /&gt;Thanks anyways ^o^m nya~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chu &amp;lt;3</content>
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    <title>miya_april @ 2009-05-27T02:11:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-27T07:23:46Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-27T07:23:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So just one more day until i leave for AKON (anime convention). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone else plan on going? I'd like to meet more JE fans there! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They sell JE stuff in the Dealer's Room so i'm hoping to buy loads of stuff so i can stare and drool at it all. Hehehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all these things happening, i'm glad i can go and have some fun. My boyfriend and my good friend will be going too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>miya_april @ 2009-05-20T14:04:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-20T19:12:55Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-20T19:13:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, I wasn't ever expecting this to happen. Umm, my parents (My Dad and Stepmom) have both lost their jobs. And my Mother doesn't know if she's going to another company or getting fired. This is All in the same week. This is quite hard to take in, so that's why I'm posting a few days after the fact. I'm going to go full time, because our main concern is making the payments on the house. Plus, I'm not sure if I can go to college any more, because we all know college is expensive. These are the things that are on my mind right now. So, I don't think I'll have time to continue my story. I'll only be able to check the communities and such. Maybe one day I'll come back to it and continue it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But everyone agreed that we're still going to AKON (an anime convention). We think it'll be our last Hurrah! before things get really tough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for taking the time to read this. I'm very sorry.</content>
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    <title>miya_april @ 2009-05-10T14:45:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-10T20:15:34Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-10T20:22:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Shonen Club/ Pi's MOLA!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'M SOOOOOO SORRY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well things have been hectic! (Correct spelling?) &lt;br /&gt;Mmm, finals are this week, and I've been studying like crazy! My brain hurts... Plus I was having to set plans up for Mother's Day!&lt;br /&gt;So that's why I haven't posted any chapters. &lt;br /&gt;I promise, once this week goes by I'll start on the story again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my lack of story, I present to you some pictures! Enjoy! (these are like my favorites! Squee!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="218" height="240" border="0" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/miya_april/pic/000051zk/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="240" height="240" border="0" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/miya_april/pic/00006kq4/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="137" border="0" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/miya_april/pic/000029yq/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh la la... fu- fu- fu- &amp;gt;///&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(NOTE: Mm, cred goes to their respectful owners. No one get mad at me! Pease?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>miya_april @ 2009-04-28T16:05:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-28T21:11:53Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-10T20:37:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Chapter 3~ Believe in Me!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hmm, I remember reading that he likes English&amp;hellip; maybe I should approach the situation with some of this information. Ah that won&amp;rsquo;t work. How the heck should I do this,&amp;rdquo; asked the young Guardian Angel. She looked up at the sky as she sat on the stairs leading down to the first floor. He kicked her out.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;It&amp;rsquo;s not like she couldn&amp;rsquo;t get back in, but she figure she&amp;rsquo;d give him some space.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;The door opened and he peeked out; the left side of his face could be seen for a second then he was gone behind the closing door. &amp;ldquo;She&amp;rsquo;s still here,&amp;rdquo; the young man questioned. He locked his door and planned to take a shower, but instead just stood by the door. He was lost in his thoughts, &amp;lsquo;&lt;i style=""&gt;How is it possible that she knew those things? I asked her question after question and she knew all of it! Maybe she&amp;rsquo;s a stalker&amp;hellip;Maybe she&amp;rsquo;s been stalking me since I was a little kid&amp;hellip;&amp;rsquo; &lt;/i&gt;He slapped his head, &amp;ldquo;That&amp;rsquo;s just stupid.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;He looked up at his empty house and got a few ideas. He ran to his room to get his cell phone. He called his friend Toma to come over. He then went to grab a few things then turned to unlock his door. He looked at her look at him. &amp;ldquo;Come on in, I&amp;rsquo;ve got questions for you.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Okay,&amp;rdquo; Maki said simply. &lt;i style=""&gt;&amp;lsquo;This could be it!&amp;rsquo;&lt;/i&gt; She smiled.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;He closed the door behind the supposed Angel then guided her to his couch. He didn&amp;rsquo;t talk for a long time, but suddenly started, &amp;ldquo;For all I know, you could have gone to one of my friends and asked&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Yes, I suppose that&amp;rsquo;s true&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Well, explain then, what does a Guardian Angel do?&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;lsquo;He believes me!&amp;rsquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; Maki wiggled a bit on the couch as she got excited, &amp;ldquo;Well Guardian Angels do what most people believe, we watch over you.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Watch over us,&amp;rdquo; he repeated.&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Correct. We guide you and help to solve your problems.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;But I don&amp;rsquo;t have any problems&amp;hellip; I&amp;rsquo;m perfectly fine.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Maki frowned, &amp;ldquo;If there wasn&amp;rsquo;t anything wrong I wouldn&amp;rsquo;t be here right now. I&amp;rsquo;ve told you already, you&amp;rsquo;ve prayed so much in the past week; you were looking for guidance, yes?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;And what problems do I have,&amp;rdquo; he asked as if to challenge her. It was in vain, she knew the exact reason why.&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Love.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; He took a breath in and his eyes widened a little bit. He shifted a bit in his seat then crossed his arms. &amp;ldquo;That won&amp;rsquo;t work, plenty of people have love problems.&amp;rdquo; He grinned; he thought he had figured her out. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yamashita, Tomoshia is so worried and conflicted about Nagasawa, Masami that it&amp;rsquo;s starting to affect his work and life. Please do not test me like this,&amp;rdquo; Maki asked patiently.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;He was frozen in silence, until a knock on the door woke him up from his stupor. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;lsquo;Yes, he&amp;rsquo;s here. I&amp;rsquo;ll finally put a end to all of this!&amp;rsquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Yamapi ran to his door and opened it quickly, &amp;ldquo;Yo, glad you&amp;rsquo;re here.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Yamapi, yo. What&amp;rsquo;s going on, you called me so suddenly&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; Toma-chan said in confusion.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Yamapi guided his friend into the living room and opened his arms wide towards Maki, &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;d like you to meet my Guardian Angel.&amp;rdquo; He had a very sarcastic tone in his voice.&lt;br /&gt; Maki frowned and her eyes saddened; she tilted her head down and shook it back and forth.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;What? Guardian Angel?&amp;rdquo; Toma looked at his friend in curiosity. &amp;ldquo;What are you talking about? Ah! Are you drunk?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Drunk!? No, can&amp;rsquo;t you see her!? She sitting right there on the couch,&amp;rdquo; he yelled to his confused friend. He walked over to her and pointed right at her head. &amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;ve got to see her!&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;His close friend walked over to him and felt his forehead, &amp;ldquo;No, you don&amp;rsquo;t have a fever.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Would you cut it out,&amp;rdquo; Yamapi asked in frustration as he pushed his friend&amp;rsquo;s hand away. &amp;ldquo;Okay, fine. Listen to this!&amp;rdquo; He pulled out a recorder and pressed play. All that could be heard was him. He carried on a conversation by himself. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Toma laughed, &amp;ldquo;Wow, you&amp;rsquo;re good at that. But come on, what&amp;rsquo;s this about? I don&amp;rsquo;t think you should go out tonight. Get some rest.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; He looked down at the girl then back towards his friend, &amp;ldquo;Maybe you&amp;rsquo;re right, I do feel tired.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Right? Well I&amp;rsquo;ll leave you to it.&amp;rdquo; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Toma left and Yamapi went to his room.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Maki looked up and noticed him walk into his room. She followed the tired man. &amp;ldquo;Why does he call you Yamapi?&amp;rdquo; She stood in the doorway and noticed him turning away from her on his bed. &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Pink, it&amp;rsquo;s because I wore lots of pink years ago.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Maki nodded her head then turned to leave; she stopped as he began to speak. &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;How come he couldn&amp;rsquo;t see or hear you?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; She turned around and found him sitting on his bed looking at her.&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;I can only be seen or heard by you.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;So, you&amp;rsquo;re my Guardian Angel?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Yes.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;And you&amp;rsquo;re going to stay with me until my problems are fixed?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Something like that.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;They stared at each other for a long time, until Maki pardon herself to leave. She was starting to get that same feeling of pain again in her head.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;High in the clouds, Yuu got up quickly from his chair. &amp;ldquo;Maki&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;My old friend, do not be worried.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;How can I not be? She&amp;rsquo;s only been on Earth for two days and this is happening!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Calm yourself.&amp;rdquo; His sensei&amp;rsquo;s voice was stern.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;He slowly sat back down in his chair and kept watching his student.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;It will turn out just fine, believe me.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Yes Sir.&amp;rdquo; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;It was already morning of the next day, and Yamapi woke up to the smell of rice. &amp;ldquo;Eh&amp;hellip; What&amp;rsquo;s this?&amp;rdquo; He got up from his bed and turned his fan off as he went to leave his bedroom. He opened the door and saw his Guardian Angel making breakfast. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;I thought Angels were like ghosts&amp;hellip; they can&amp;rsquo;t touch anything.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Well, that&amp;rsquo;s true. I&amp;rsquo;m not your average Angel.&amp;rdquo; She turned around and yelped as she saw a half naked man in front of her. She immediately turned back around.&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;E-eh?!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Eh?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;EH!&amp;rdquo; Yamapi ran back to his room to quickly put a shirt on. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;She slowly turned around and peeked; he walked back covered. A light blush came to her cheeks, but she pushed her embarrassed feelings aside and served him breakfast. He sat down on the floor in the living room; he looked at the breakfast. He was a bit shocked.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;You knew this is my favorite to eat in the morning,&amp;rdquo; he asked innocently.&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Of course. I hope you like it,&amp;rdquo; Maki said as she walked back to the kitchen. &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;So how is it that you can touch things,&amp;rdquo; he asked as he placed his hands together. &amp;ldquo;Itadikimasu!&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Maki put the dishes in the sink and started cleaning them. She spoke softly, &amp;ldquo;Well, there&amp;rsquo;s something&amp;hellip;I&amp;rsquo;m different than other Angels. For as long as I can remember, I&amp;rsquo;ve been the &amp;lsquo;Odd Angel&amp;rsquo;. Angels have a certain glow to them, a sparkle that I don&amp;rsquo;t have. And as anyone could imagine, Angels have wings; except me. Plus, my hair still grew&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; She realized she was probably making him feel uncomfortable. &amp;ldquo;But that doesn&amp;rsquo;t mean I&amp;rsquo;m not good at what I do!&amp;rdquo; She smiled. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;He didn&amp;rsquo;t respond for a long while. Then he paused while eating, and looked up the cleaning Angel, &amp;ldquo;So why did you choose me?&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;She turned off the running water and looked at him, &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m not sure either.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;He nodded a bit then continued eating what was left on his plate. After about 10 more minutes he stood and put the dishes in the sink. He had to get ready for work, so he left to take a shower and get changed. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Maki leaned against the kitchen counter and thought to herself. &lt;i style=""&gt;&amp;lsquo;Sensei, am I really ready for this? I&amp;rsquo;ve never felt so a lone right now&amp;hellip;&amp;rsquo;&lt;/i&gt; She heard her Sensei&amp;rsquo;s words in her mind, &amp;lsquo;&lt;i style=""&gt;You are more than ready. Have confidence in yourself. I didn&amp;rsquo;t train you to act this way.&amp;rsquo;&lt;/i&gt; She nodded, &lt;i style=""&gt;&amp;lsquo;I understand! I&amp;rsquo;ll be the best Guardian Angel the Earth has ever seen!&amp;rsquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Yamapi walked out of his room and noticed Maki cheering herself on. &amp;ldquo;What are you doing?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; She laughed nervously, &amp;ldquo;Ah, nothing!&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;A/N: Ah~ another chapter done. What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, we'll meet Masami's character in the next chapter...or that's what I'm planning. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;See you soon! Hope you enjoyed!&lt;br /&gt;CHU&amp;lt;3~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>miya_april @ 2009-04-25T13:34:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-25T18:41:13Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-28T20:45:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Open Your Eyes~NEWS</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Chapter Two~ Our First Meeting&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Maki entered her sensei&amp;rsquo;s chambers as summoned, &amp;ldquo;You called for me Sensei?&amp;rdquo; She looked and saw him standing with his back towards her. She smiled, but then frowned. Normally he wouldn&amp;rsquo;t summon her this way; had she done something to upset him? For in the year that she&amp;rsquo;s been his student she knew what made him angry.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yes, I called for you. Sit down,&amp;rdquo; he said with a serious tone which made Maki a little bit on edge, causing her to trip over the lush carpet. He sighed.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;S-sorry&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; she apologized. She thought inwardly, &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&amp;lsquo;Don&amp;rsquo;t mess this up Maki! He&amp;rsquo;s never summoned you like this so it has to be something big. Oh no! What if I already ruined it?&amp;rsquo;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Please come back from your inner monologue&amp;hellip;I&amp;rsquo;m waiting.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;The nervous angel looked up to her sensei and noticed his sudden worried eyes. &amp;ldquo;Sensei&amp;hellip;?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;ve been assigned someone. This will be your first&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; Yuu said with insecurities in his voice, though Maki didn&amp;rsquo;t notice it. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;ve been assigned, already?!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Listen to me,&amp;rdquo; he said sternly. He walked to Maki and put his hand on her shoulder, &amp;ldquo;The Elders and I have decided you are ready, so please take this very seriously.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hai.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Alright&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; He turned his back to her and started walking back towards his office desk.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Ano~ Sensei? Who will I be guiding?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;His name is Yamashita, Tomohisa.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Suddenly a folder popped right in front of her, she flinched back. The young angel reached out her hand to grasp the floating file. There clipped on to the file was his picture. Maki starred innocently at him and whispered his name, &amp;ldquo;Yamashita&amp;hellip; Tomohisa&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; She didn&amp;rsquo;t know why her cheeks felt warm.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Sensei, when will I be departing,&amp;rdquo; the curious and anxious angel asked. She looked up so suddenly that her black locks of hair flung forward and hit her a bit in the face. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh, my dumb student&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hey!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;ll leave in just a moment&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; High Angel Yuu turned around once again to look at his student. She was innocently looking through his profile and he noticed she kept touching his picture. His mouth became a hard line on his face. He closed his eyes and thought for the slightest moment that he should cancel the whole thing and try and come up with a responsible answer to his Sensei. He cleared his throat and opened his eyes as his pupil looked up at him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Listen to me Maki; we&amp;rsquo;ve been to Earth a few times before for your training, but this time I won&amp;rsquo;t be there with you. As I was guiding you, you will be guiding someone else. But remember, if need be&amp;hellip; I will be here for you.&amp;rdquo; He brought his right fist from behind his back to cover his mouth; he cleared his throat again.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Thank you Sensei, I promise not to let you down,&amp;rdquo; Maki said with cheerfulness in her voice. &amp;ldquo;Well, I guess I should get going&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Remember, A Guardian Angel must guide the mind, body and soul of their chosen human-&amp;ldquo;Yuu was cut off by the young angel.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;The three rules, I know Sensei.&amp;rdquo; She smiled; it seemed to lighten up the entire room. &amp;ldquo;Bye bye!&amp;rdquo; The excited, young angel was soon gone.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Please, Lord, be with her&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;Yuu suddenly heard his Sensei&amp;rsquo;s voice in his mind, &amp;ldquo;She&amp;rsquo;ll be fine. Like you said, I&amp;rsquo;ll be with her.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m still worried about her memories&amp;hellip; it&amp;rsquo;s a good thing, yes?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Of course, this will help her find her way back home.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;`````````&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Maki was suddenly on the ground under a tall tower that reached high up into the sky. She looked&amp;nbsp;around and saw tons of buildings, cars, and people. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hmm, this is Tokyo Tower. But why did I land here?&amp;rdquo; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;She suddenly heard a loud bell calling out to her. The angel closed her eyes and thought to herself, repeating her Sensei&amp;rsquo;s words, &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&amp;ldquo;&amp;rsquo; The bell will always bring you to them.&amp;rsquo; Okay, follow the bell. He&amp;rsquo;s close.&amp;rdquo; &lt;/i&gt;She opened her eyes and&amp;nbsp;ran quickly to the other side of the tower, the bell was chiming a most wonderful song; she turned her head and saw him leaning against one of the pillars. &amp;ldquo;He&amp;rsquo;s&amp;hellip; beautiful&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;She opened her folder and looked at his picture; unknowingly touching it. She then looked back and forth, comparing the picture to the real thing in front of her. &amp;ldquo;Yes, it&amp;rsquo;s him&amp;hellip; so now all I have to do is watch him.&amp;rdquo; Maki smiled down at the picture, closing the folder then casting her attention again to him. &amp;ldquo;Eh? He&amp;rsquo;s gone!&amp;rdquo; He wasn&amp;rsquo;t leaning against the pillar anymore. She looked across the street and noticed he was turning a corner.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;It only took her a quick second to catch up with him. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;She walked beside him and noticed he seemed distracted. She opened his folder once more and flipped a few pages. The curious angel read aloud, &amp;ldquo;A troubled man in love. Hmm, I suppose he&amp;rsquo;s thinking about a girl. Nagasawa, Masami&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;The evening went by and Maki kept a close watch over her Human. She read his file over 10 times so that she could have the entire thing memorized. It was pretty long too, ranging from his birth to the present time. But she didn&amp;rsquo;t mind. She had a fascination with his life. Though what puzzled her was the familiarity she felt every time she read it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Her attention was suddenly on his cell phone ringing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;He answered, and it was the first time she heard his voice. It was low like a man&amp;rsquo;s, but seemed to have a bit of a childish tone to it as well. &amp;ldquo;Moshi, mosh- yo. Eeehh&amp;hellip; Mmm. Hai, hai. I&amp;rsquo;ll be there in a little bit.&amp;rdquo; He hung up and started walking in the opposite direction. Maki put her hand to her chin, &amp;ldquo;So it seems a friend called for a late dinner&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;He was at a station now and finally caught sight of his friend. &amp;ldquo;Yo!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;What took so long,&amp;rdquo; said his nicely-dressed friend.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Toma-chan, you called me when I was almost home!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;They laughed together then went into a nearby small restaurant. Maki followed the two in by foot and&amp;nbsp;stood behind Yamashita. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;They talked about all kinds of things; work, music, family, friends, and the topic most interesting to Maki, girls.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;So tell me something, is she still pulling you around?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Eh&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; Yamapi said as he lifted his glass of beer to his soft lips.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Look, you need to end it with her. She&amp;rsquo;s the type of girl, who could have other guys on the side, if you know what I&amp;rsquo;m saying?&amp;rdquo; The guy called Toma-chan leaned back in his chair and followed his close friend in drinking beer.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Don&amp;rsquo;t say that. She&amp;rsquo;s cute, funny, and,&amp;rdquo; he stopped talking and sighed.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m just looking out for you.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;The attractive boys stopped talking on the matter and finished their meals. After a few more beers and chatting they finally parted and left for their separate homes. Yamapi finally reached his apartment. He tossed his keys on the nearby kitchen counter and went to his tiny master bedroom and landed hard on the bed; he bounced up a little bit.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;I guess I should make my entrance.&amp;rdquo; Maki went outside of his apartment and repeated the steps of her training in her mind, &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Watch them for a while and when you think it&amp;rsquo;s best to show yourself, do so. Eh, that seems easier said than done. Well here goes nothing.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;She closed her eyes and snapped her fingers; she was officially on Earth now. She gasped as her head starting hurting. It felt like it was tightening itself. In her mind she saw a small child, a boy, running and laughing. Was she chasing him? Suddenly the image was gone and she was left looking at his door. The stunned angel on Earth took a moment to control her breathing and get used to the air around her. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;After a moment she was calm again. &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&amp;lsquo;What was that all about? Best not to linger on it&amp;hellip;Oh wait! I can&amp;rsquo;t walk around in this white gown!&amp;rsquo;&lt;/i&gt; The gown was pure white, innocent and flowing. Humans couldn&amp;rsquo;t comprehend the pureness it stood for. Maki snapped her fingers again and changed into some trendy clothes she saw in a shop while she was following Yamashita Tomohisa around &amp;ndash; jeans pre-torn around the knees, a stripped tank, and a white jacket on it with a pink logo on the front.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Knock knock knock!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Maki heard him walking to the door; he opened it. He looked at her with a curious look, &amp;ldquo;Hai?&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Do you mind if I use your phone? My vehicle broke down and I&amp;rsquo;m completely lost.&amp;rdquo; Maki smiled brightly; she looked like an innocent enough girl.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Mmm&amp;hellip; Hai. Douzo.&amp;rdquo; The kind boy opened his door wider and moved aside to let her into his small, but comfortable home.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Thank you so much,&amp;rdquo; Maki said as she entered. She took small steps and examined his place. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;The first room when entering was a very small kitchen to the right. Past it was a large living room, which looked like it was combined with the dining room. He didn&amp;rsquo;t use it though for its natural purposes; he had a computer set up there. It looked like he just ate at the large table in between his big flat screen and a sofa. Pass that was the balcony. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;You have a nice place here.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Mm, thanks. Ah, I have the phone over here,&amp;rdquo; he said as he walked pass his guest and into the living room. The phone was next to his desktop computer. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Right, thanks again. I really appreciate it.&amp;rdquo; Maki went to the phone and pressed down on a few numbers; Yamapi went to his kitchen.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;By the way, why did you come to my apartment? I&amp;rsquo;m on the second floor, you could have gone to someone else&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; Yamapi said with a bit of suspicion in his voice.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I knew you would let me in. You&amp;rsquo;re very kind towards those who need help.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Yampi looked up slowly and locked eyes with the girl who seemed to know more than she was letting on; who was hiding something. He stepped back a bit instinctively, &amp;ldquo;Who are you?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;My name is Maki, I&amp;rsquo;m your Guardian Angel,&amp;rdquo; she said with a bright smile.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Are you a crazy person? I want you to leave, or I&amp;rsquo;ll call the cops.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Please do not be alarmed, I won&amp;rsquo;t hurt you. I&amp;rsquo;m only here to help you is all. In the past week you&amp;rsquo;ve prayed quite a few times and have asked for guidance; this is why I am here.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;He stood staring at her, trying to decide what he should do or say.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;ll give you proof if you want it.&amp;rdquo; She took a step to the side and tried getting closer to him.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;J-just stay there,&amp;rdquo; he said as he raised his hand as if she wouldn&amp;rsquo;t understand his words. He continued, &amp;ldquo;Proof? What kind of proof?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Ask me anything from your past and I can answer it for you.&amp;rdquo; Maki placed her arms behind her back and rocked back and forth on her heals.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;When I was 6 I got this scar here,&amp;rdquo; he said as he pointed at his left elbow, &amp;ldquo;how did I get it?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;You told your Mother that you tripped while you were playing outside, but you actually got it from riding your bike,&amp;rdquo; Maki said as she rolled her head a bit. She straighten up and pointed her index finger at him and started waving it back and forth as she continued his story, &amp;ldquo;You weren&amp;rsquo;t supposed to be riding it when your Mother wasn&amp;rsquo;t with you, but you did and ended up smashing into a wall and fell over. You got into a lot of trouble; you cried when your Mother locked away your bike.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;No&amp;hellip; way&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Do you believe me now?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;No&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break" /&gt;&lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A/N: This one is quite long, no? Hahah I was writing it over a few days and realised i should probably end it here.&lt;br /&gt;Well hopefully I'll post the next chapter up in just a little while. I've managed to make free time today, so wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoyed, it should start getting more interesting from here!&lt;br /&gt;YAMAKI GANBATTE!&lt;br /&gt;Chuu&amp;lt;3~!</content>
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    <title>miya_april @ 2009-04-20T21:31:00</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;Chapter One ~ Become a Guardian Angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yuu, my old friend, what do you think of Maki? You know she is a special case,&amp;rdquo; asked a loud, yet calming voice. &amp;ldquo;I wish for you to train her.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;But Sensei, she may contain memories that will affect her work. I don&amp;rsquo;t think it is very wise.&amp;rdquo; He looked up at the grand golden chair at the back of the room, but with no one sitting in it, and spoke with great uncertainty.&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;My friend,&amp;rdquo; paused the voice, &amp;ldquo;my old student, do you not have faith in me anymore?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; Yuu scoffed, &amp;ldquo;How could you ask something so feeble?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Then you will take her under your wings, yes?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;As you wish.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Yes, she will be good with the boy.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;Somewhere else high in the heavens, a girl lay on her silk sheets and examined her small hands. She turned them back and forth slowly. They looked so smooth, but didn&amp;rsquo;t have the same shine as the other angels. &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Where&amp;rsquo;s my shine,&amp;rdquo; asked the girl aloud. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;She put it out of her mind and got up quickly to go to her small mirror. &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t need to shine. I&amp;rsquo;m perfect just as I am,&amp;rdquo; she said as she smiled to herself in the mirror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;She pushed her bangs a bit to their sides so she could get a proper look at her face. Her dark ebony hair lay softly on her shoulders, and curled inward towards her light skinned face. Her lips were pink and her eyes dark brown. But looked up when there was soft knock on her door.&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Hai!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;She quickly went to the door and was greeted by a blonde, blue eyed angel named Stella; she was German. The beauty of being in Heaven was that no matter what language you spoke, everyone could understand one another.&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Maki, you&amp;rsquo;ve been summoned,&amp;rdquo; she said cheerfully. &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Eh? By who?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;By High Angel Yuu!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;High Angel Yuu,&amp;rdquo; Maki repeated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;High Angel Yuu was considered as one of the Elders and was highly respected by most. He is rumored to be the most intelligent and most patient. No one is sure of his actual age, but his appearance is that of a middle aged Japanese man, and is always seen wearing a wedding tux. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;Maki thought to herself, &lt;i style=""&gt;&amp;lsquo;Why would he want to see me? I hope I haven&amp;rsquo;t done anything bad&amp;hellip;&amp;rsquo;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;Stella put her hand on Maki&amp;rsquo;s sudden heavy shoulders, &amp;ldquo;Don&amp;rsquo;t worry about it.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; Maki took comfort in her friend&amp;rsquo;s words and straightened her back with a sudden confidence. &amp;ldquo;Hai. I will not cower in front of him.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;She was deeply mistaken as she approached the High Angel&amp;rsquo;s door. &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t think I can do this&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; she confessed to herself. Pushing her pessimistic thoughts aside she encouraged herself and said, &amp;ldquo;No, you can do this Maki. Ganbatte!&amp;rdquo; She clasped her hands and pulled her arms inwards towards her body. &amp;ldquo;Yeosh!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;She knocked on the door and waited for a response. Instead of an answer, the door opened itself. &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Ano&amp;hellip; hello,&amp;rdquo; Maki asked quietly.&lt;br /&gt; Maki jumped a little as a voice came from behind her, &amp;ldquo;How can you expect anyone to hear you when you whisper like that?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;Maki turned to look at the man who asked the truthful question. She suddenly backed away and bowed deeply, &amp;ldquo;High Angel Yuu.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Yes, well, please come in,&amp;rdquo; Yuu said with a sigh in his voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;He walked past the still bowing, young Angel in front of him and sat down behind his mahogany desk. He picked up his white feather and began writing on some parchments that needed to have his approval. Maki slowly rose from her stance and peeked through her hair to look at the busy Angel. She positioned herself to stand facing him; she kept her silence and waited for him to speak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;Yuu put his feather back into the ink bottle and stood up. He placed his arms behind his back and spoke to the awaiting Angel, &amp;ldquo;Maki, please step forward so that you are in the middle of this circle.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Hai, High Angel Yuu.&amp;rdquo; She took a few steps forwards and looked down on the ground to make sure she was in fact in the exact middle.&lt;br /&gt; He chuckled at her, &amp;ldquo;There&amp;rsquo;s no need to be so nervous. Now please, let me have a look at you.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;H-hai.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;The Elder placed his hand under her chin and tilted it this way and that way. He looked into her eyes; her heart. He took a step back and lightly nodded. Then he stepped out of the circle and slowly walked around it to inspect her. This was making Maki more and more nervous, for she still didn&amp;rsquo;t know why she was here in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;You are very young, and very unwise. But what you lack in knowledge and in skills, I will teach you. It has been determined that you will become my student. From here forth I, High Angel Yuu, will be your teacher. And you will become a Guardian Angel.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;Maki&amp;rsquo;s mouth opened slightly in astonishment, &amp;ldquo;A Guardian? Me?&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Yes, it seems so.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;She tilted her head down in confusion; quite frankly she wasn&amp;rsquo;t sure what she should think. She bit her lip from habit.&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;High Angel Yuu, why me? There are plenty of better Angels than me. Plus, I&amp;hellip; I don&amp;rsquo;t even Shine&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; Maki trailed off in a low tone. &lt;br /&gt; The Elder could see her insecurities, &amp;ldquo;Please do not worry. You have abilities that others only dream they had. Believe me when I say that you are special. Understand?&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Hai.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;He nodded his head once to end the conversation there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;So, shall we,&amp;rdquo; the wise Angel asked.&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;&amp;rsquo;Shall we&amp;rsquo; what?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Begin your training of course,&amp;rdquo; he shouted with a confounded tone.&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Already?!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;Maki was suddenly dragged into a world of vigorous training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A/N: I posted a great avi of Maki, ne? I'm gonna try and post the ones I think fit the mood of each chapter.&lt;br /&gt;Well, the Prologue and Chapter one are up, what do you think? promising?&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, we'll see how it goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuu desu&amp;lt;3~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>MY ANGEL</title>
    <published>2009-04-21T01:54:07Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-21T20:39:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>And Forever</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;Prologue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;One, a Guardian Angel must guide the mind, body, and soul of their chosen human.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Two, a Guardian Angel may never tamper with fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And three, a Guardian Angel must never, under any circumstances fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;These rules must always be followed. I didn&amp;rsquo;t think they would be a problem... I've been so na&amp;iuml;ve.&lt;br /&gt; I guess I wasn&amp;rsquo;t destined to be a Guardian Angel.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Samples!</title>
    <published>2009-04-16T23:59:12Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-16T23:59:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Real Face~ KAT-TUN</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;Story one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;Maki entered her sensei&amp;rsquo;s chambers as summoned, &amp;ldquo;You called for me Sensei?&amp;rdquo; She looked and saw him standing with his back towards her. She smiled because she knew her Sensei, Yuu-San, was the best and had a good sense of style. He wore a tuxedo and a hat to match. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;Yes, I called for you. Sit down,&amp;rdquo; he said with a serious tone which made Maki a little bit on edge, causing her to trip over the lush carpet. He sighed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;S-sorry&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; she apologized. She thought inwardly, &amp;lsquo;Don&amp;rsquo;t mess this up Maki! He&amp;rsquo;s never summoned you like this so it has to be something big. Oh no! What if I already ruined it?&amp;rsquo; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;Please come back from your inner monologue&amp;hellip;I&amp;rsquo;m waiting.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The nervous angel looked up to her sensei and noticed his sudden worried eyes. &amp;ldquo;Sensei&amp;hellip;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;ve been assigned someone. This will be your first, right? Ah, yes it will.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;ve been assigned?!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Listen to me,&amp;rdquo; he said sternly. He walked to Maki and put his hand on her shoulder, &amp;ldquo;The elders have decided, after all your hard training, that you are ready; I had to give my recomendation of course. So please, take this very seriously.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Hai.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Alright&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; He turned his back to her and started walking back towards his office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Ano~ Sensei? Who will I be guiding?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;His name is Yamashita, Tomohisa. He's a young, hard-working man who seems to be having some troubles right now.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;The young angel reached out her hand to grasp the floating file. There clipped on to the file was his picture. Maki starred innocently at him and whispered his name, &amp;ldquo;Yamashita&amp;hellip; Tomohisa&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Story Two!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Yamapi hit his brother on the back of his head, &amp;ldquo;Baka!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Ehh, why you-&amp;ldquo; Shun raised his hand to smack Yamapi on the back of the head, &amp;ldquo;Don&amp;rsquo;t you know you shouldn&amp;rsquo;t disrespect your elders?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Yeah&amp;hellip; you&amp;rsquo;re pretty old and gross.&amp;rdquo; Yamapi laughed as he quickly got up from the table. &amp;ldquo;Baka!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Running away scared because I beat you up last time,&amp;rdquo; Shun asked as he continued eating his dinner.&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Eh~ still claiming you won&amp;hellip; We all know that I&amp;rsquo;m better than you.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;They both looked at each other with fire in their eyes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Toma-chan looked at the both of them, &amp;ldquo;Guys, guys come on. Let&amp;rsquo;s play nice, eh?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; Both of them shouted, &amp;ldquo;Shut up Toma!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Alright, how about the both of you settle this rivalry with one last bet.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; Yamapi sat down again next to his best friend, &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m listening.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Why don&amp;rsquo;t both of you go after the same girl? Whichever she confesses to at the end of, let&amp;rsquo;s say half a year, will win. And I&amp;rsquo;ll pick the girl, so no one can cheat&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Shun looked at his younger brother. Yamapi looked back at his older brother.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;ve got a deal.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Toma-chan clapped, &amp;ldquo;Ah~ good, good. I&amp;rsquo;ve got just the girl in mind too.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; The brothers looked at their friend, &amp;ldquo;Who?&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Tsuji, Hana.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  *Oh and as a side note for both stories: I'm keeping their actual names, but their personalities might be a bit different. Nothing too drastic, hope you get my meaning. ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Last~ Chapter 20</title>
    <published>2009-04-16T01:46:15Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-16T01:46:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Heavenly Days~ Gakki</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I felt the man pulled off of me, and soon heard yelling and punches being thrown. &amp;ldquo;Let&amp;rsquo;s get out of here man&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;If I see you again, I&amp;rsquo;ll kill you! You stay away from her!&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I didn&amp;rsquo;t take the time to look at my rescuer, I stood up and started running away. &amp;ldquo;Stay away from me!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Wait! Miya!&amp;rdquo; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I stumbled and almost fell flat on my face until the man running after me, caught my arm. I thrashed around until he grabbed my face to force me to look at him. &amp;ldquo;Miya, it&amp;rsquo;s me. It&amp;rsquo;s Kyou.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Kyou&amp;hellip;&amp;quot; I asked confusedly. I&amp;nbsp;blinked a few times to clear my blury vision.&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;You don&amp;rsquo;t have to be scared any more. I&amp;rsquo;m here for you.&amp;rdquo; His face softened, even though his grasp on me didn't.&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Kyou&amp;hellip;I&amp;hellip; I was so s-scared! I t-thought they w-were going to&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; I didn&amp;rsquo;t know if I was stuttering because I was cold and wet, or if it was because I terrified. &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;I know, I know&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I felt Kyou pull me into his warm chest. I strangely felt safe. I cried for a moment until my mind became filled with him&amp;hellip;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Wait&amp;hellip; why are you here? Where&amp;rsquo;s Yamashita-kun?&amp;rdquo; I&amp;nbsp;sniffed and wiped away some stray tears.&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Ugh&amp;hellip; that guy again&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Kyou&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Miya-chan&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Kyou and I both looked up at the voice calling my name from behind. Yamashita-kun. I pulled away from Kyou and took a few steps towards him; Kyou took bigger steps and got in front of me. &amp;ldquo;Oh, it&amp;rsquo;s so nice of you to show up Pretty Boy! Do you have any idea what she&amp;rsquo;s been through!?&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I tried pushing Kyou to the side, but didn&amp;rsquo;t have much strength, &amp;ldquo;Kyou s-stop being mean.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t have any excuses.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Like hell you do!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Now that you&amp;rsquo;ve got your point across, I need to talk with Miya-chan.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Whatever you want to say, you can say it in front of me!&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I walked around Kyou and took the steps needed to be in between them. &amp;ldquo;Yamashita-kun&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; I looked at his face. His eyes had dark circles under them, and he looked like he was sick. I&amp;nbsp;was getting worried as he wasn't talking. My fears were rising to the surface.&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;I think it would be best if we broke up.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;My fears had come true.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Kyou suddenly ran past me and grabbed Yamapi&amp;rsquo;s leather jacket by the collar. &amp;ldquo;This is what you wanted to say?! AH! You piss me off!&amp;rdquo; He raised his fist, Yamapi didn&amp;rsquo;t close his eyes, and didn&amp;rsquo;t flinch when Kyou almost punched him in the face. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;re not worth it&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; Kyou release Yampi roughly and turned to come to me. &amp;ldquo;Come on, let&amp;rsquo;s leave this loser.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt; I didn&amp;rsquo;t budge, so Kyou started pulling me; I pulled away and started yelling, &amp;ldquo;How can you think this is best!? Why do you think this way?!&amp;rdquo; My hands immediately lifted up to my chest grabbing my jacket where my heart would be.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Miya&amp;hellip; if we don&amp;rsquo;t end it now&amp;hellip; I&amp;rsquo;m afraid I won&amp;rsquo;t be able to make you happy any more.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Why are you always making decisions on your own?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Listen, I&amp;rsquo;m always going to have to put my work first. You&amp;rsquo;ll always be second, and I can&amp;rsquo;t help that. Kyou can give you what I can&amp;rsquo;t. He can always be by your side, he doesn't have to wait or schedule to spend a day with you, he can hold you at any time he wants&amp;hellip;so much I&amp;nbsp;have trouble doing...&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I took in his words and closed my eyes. For a moment I could see myself with Kyou. In my mind we would start dating. He would pick on me, say jokes when he&amp;rsquo;s in a good mood, hug me intently when I was sad. We would have our first kiss when it was most convenient for him, and he&amp;rsquo;ll apologize for being such a child; I'd forgive him in the end. I could see us holding hands and eventually getting married. He&amp;rsquo;d be a good father I think&amp;hellip;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I opened my eyes as tears started falling down.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;You should get going. You&amp;rsquo;ve been out here for a while, right? Kyou you should take her home.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Don&amp;rsquo;t tell me what to do. Come one Miya let&amp;rsquo;s go.&amp;rdquo; I heard the snow smash down as Kyou walked up to me. He grabbed my hand tight and pulled me away from Yamapi. I let myself be dragged away. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I wouldn&amp;rsquo;t know until years later that Yamapi cried when I turned my back. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;---------------------------&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Kyou and I walked down an empty street; only the street lights and the ramen shops still open gave off light. I looked up at Kyou&amp;rsquo;s back, followed his arm down to his hand which was holding mine. Can I be happy this way? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I closed my eyes once more, when the darkness came over me I could see his face. I could see him smiling. I could see him laughing. Why can&amp;rsquo;t it be me? No&amp;hellip;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;I can&amp;rsquo;t&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;What?&amp;rdquo; I stopped walking, forcing Kyou to stop and look back at me. &amp;ldquo;Miya&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Kyou&amp;hellip; I can&amp;rsquo;t leave him.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Didn&amp;rsquo;t you hear him? He said it himself! He can&amp;rsquo;t give you the things like I can!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Even if he can&amp;rsquo;t&amp;hellip; I can give those things to him. I can be his strength!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;No, Miya don&amp;rsquo;t.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Miya please, I love you.&amp;rdquo; Kyou was holding both of my hands now. He pulled me into his chest. &amp;ldquo;I won&amp;rsquo;t let you go.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;You say 'I love you' so easily... Kyou, stop it&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; He heard my words and slowly loosen his grip.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I pulled away slightly then raised my hands to the back of my neck. I unbuckled his necklace. &amp;ldquo;Kyou, you should take this back.&amp;rdquo; He didn&amp;rsquo;t move, so I grabbed his hand and opened it so that his palm was up. I circled the silver necklace in his hand. &amp;ldquo;Thank you, but I can&amp;rsquo;t accept your feelings for me.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I leaned up, kissed him on the cheek then turned around and started running. I heard him yell back to me, &amp;ldquo;You better be happy! Or I won&amp;rsquo;t forgive you!&amp;rdquo; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I think Kyou was meant to be a good friend.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I ran as hard as my body would let me, and it wasn&amp;rsquo;t much. My breath was heavy in the air; it felt like sharp daggers cutting into my chest as I breathed in. My legs felt heavy as they moved back and forth; my steps seemed irregular. My body wanted to stop, but I couldn&amp;rsquo;t let it happen. My mind took over; my will.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I soon got to the park, but ran up to the point where Yamapi&amp;rsquo;s car was parked before. &amp;ldquo;The tire marks... they went that way!&amp;rdquo; I started running again, following the trail left behind. &amp;ldquo;I can make it. He couldn&amp;rsquo;t have gotten far&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; &amp;lsquo;&lt;em&gt;Please&amp;hellip;please let me reach him&amp;hellip;&amp;rsquo;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I ran, ran, and kept running. And finally I saw his car stopped at a light. My body stopped as it saw the car. &lt;em&gt;&amp;lsquo;Come on, don&amp;rsquo;t give up on me now&amp;hellip;&amp;rsquo;&lt;/em&gt; I tried moving my legs, but they were done for. I straightened up again and noticed the light turning green. &amp;ldquo;No,&amp;rdquo; I took a deep breath and yelled with all of my might, &amp;ldquo;YAMASHITA WAIT!!!&amp;rdquo; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;His car drove forward. He was now out of my sight.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;No&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; I couldn&amp;rsquo;t help but feel abandoned. I didn&amp;rsquo;t want to be alone; I wanted someone by my side. It had to be Yamashita-kun. &amp;ldquo;Yamashita-kun&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;MIYA!&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I looked up when I heard my name being yelled. I saw Yamashita-kun running towards me. I couldn&amp;rsquo;t help but let tears fall. He stopped running and halted just a foot away from me; his breathing was heavy in the cold air. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m&amp;hellip;sorry&amp;hellip;Yamashita-kun,&amp;rdquo; I sobbed.&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Baka.&amp;rdquo; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;He closed the gap as he grabbed me tightly into a hug. I was surrounded by the warmth of his body; even his breath was hot against my neck. I grabbed on tightly to his leather jacket as if I would die if I didn&amp;rsquo;t. I wouldn&amp;rsquo;t let go, he didn&amp;rsquo;t care.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Yamapi&amp;rsquo;s voice shook in my ear, I couldn&amp;rsquo;t tell if he was crying or not, &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m s-sorry too. I&amp;rsquo;m not strong enough to let you go. When I saw you, when I heard you call out my name&amp;hellip; I thought I had lost you before&amp;hellip;Gomen ne~ Gomen ne~&amp;rdquo; His hold tightened around me. Soon it felt like I was holding him than he holding me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;I choose you&amp;hellip;please, let me be your strength.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Hai&amp;hellip;stay by my side&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;He pulled away silently and grabbed my hand. We didn&amp;rsquo;t talk as he guided us back to his parked car. We didn&amp;rsquo;t even speak in the car as he started driving. I listened to his steady breathing, it was the most beautiful sound.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;--------------&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Wake up, were here.&amp;rdquo; He lightly shook my body to wake me up.&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;W-where are we?&amp;rdquo; I stretched a bit and yawned.&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Listen,&amp;rdquo; he purred. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;My heart skipped a bit, but I did as instructed. &amp;ldquo;Ah! The ocean!&amp;rdquo; I looked out the window, the sky was lighter; the ocean was so pretty. I got out as he did. We met at the front of the car and he held out his hand to lead me onto the beach. I gladly accepted.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;I wanted to watch the New Year sunrise with you. It should be any minute now.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;ve got a wish ready to go.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;re quick,&amp;rdquo; he teased. &amp;ldquo;Me too.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Soon the sun was peeking out from behind the ocean. It light up the water with yellow, pink, and orange. The waves caused some light white to be mixed in. It was beautiful. We let go of our hands; I brought mine up in front of my face as if I was going to pray. I closed my eyes and made my wish. I scruntched my face; I wanted it to come true. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I opened my eyes and turned my head a bit as I heard Yamapi giggling at me. &amp;ldquo;Kawaii ne~&amp;rdquo; He had his body turned towards me, his eyes shined, and the wind blew his hair to the side which covered his eye a bit. &amp;ldquo;Miya-chan&amp;hellip;maybe not today, maybe not in a few years, but I know enough right now that I want to take care of you&amp;hellip;will you marry me?&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I turned my whole body to face his, causing the wind to blow my long hair to the side. I put my hands behind my back and smiled, &amp;ldquo;Yes, but on one condition.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Condition?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Let me call you by your first name&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Eh?&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Tomohisa&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; He immediately turned away so that I couldn&amp;rsquo;t see his face. I hopped a little to see his hidden face; he was blushing. I giggled whole-heartedly.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hai, hai, hai&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; he said as he pulled me into a hug. We laughed together then slowly stopped. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He spoke softly in my ear, &amp;quot;I love you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You have the best timing...&amp;quot; I said with a slight giggle in my voice. &amp;quot;I&amp;nbsp;love you too...Tomo-chan&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt him smile against my ear, &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;ll be by your side forever.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;I like the sound of forever.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;My wish came true. Together forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A/N: Waaaaaaa! I&amp;nbsp;finally finished Mie-chan!! *applauds self* Hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;Thank you so much for your support!! I know I&amp;nbsp;couldn't done it without you.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so sorry for this long wait. You may feel satisfied with a finished story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;So what do you think? Did you like it??? Was it long enough? Ah~ so many questions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuu!!&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Nineteen</title>
    <published>2009-03-25T23:06:42Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I&amp;nbsp;opened my sore eyes, and then immidiately closed them. I wanted to go back to bed, I haven't felt the need to stay in bed like this in a very long time. I&amp;nbsp;finally stretched out my hand out of the warm blanket into the cold air and turned off my alarm. The sun hasn't even come up yet. It's really early...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I pulled my arm back into the blanket and covered my head as well, as if to hide beneath it. I didn't get much sleep last night, proabably a couple of hours because I&amp;nbsp;fianally crashed... I was plagued with flashbacks of what I&amp;nbsp;had said to Yamashita-kun... &lt;em&gt;'I&amp;nbsp;wish you weren't the famous Yamapi! It's not FAIR!'&lt;/em&gt; I&amp;nbsp;bit my lip and my eyes automatically squeezed shut when it flashed through my mind. &lt;em&gt;'I really am the worst...'&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After getting up and using the bathroom I&amp;nbsp;entered the noisy livingroom. My Mom was already up and cooking breakfast. She didn't need to. She had the day off today...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Mama...you didn't have to get up so early to cook,&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;complained as I took comfort in our kotatsu. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You have a double shift today, so I wanted to make sure you got a good meal in your stomach. Hai hai, coffee coffee...&amp;quot; She hurried over and placed a big mug of coffee in front of me. I&amp;nbsp;placed my hands around it and took in the warmth of the mug. I looked up at her as I&amp;nbsp;noticed she had gotten closer to my face. &amp;quot;Did you get any sleep? You've got dark circles under your eyes...eh! Red eyes! What happened?&amp;quot; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I didn't want to worry her....so I&amp;nbsp;bent the truth, &amp;quot;Well I got into an argument with... Kyou...about umm Yamapi, so I thought about it some, last night...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Kyou? That boy is big trouble. But I suppose he's an alright kid. When I&amp;nbsp;was you two's age I didn't act like that!&amp;quot; She stood up and started mumbling about her past. At that moment I&amp;nbsp;was happy my Mom was so Spacey. &amp;quot;Well breakfast will be done in about 5 more minutes!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hai.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;---------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Have a good day honey! Ganbatte!&amp;quot; My Mom yelled out from the door as I&amp;nbsp;got to the street below.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Haaii!&amp;quot; I waved goodbye to her and tried my best to put on a smile. But as soon as I was out of sight from her, the weak smile faded. &lt;em&gt;'I wonder what's going to happen now...Do we break up?'&lt;/em&gt; I had to control myself from breaking down in the middle of the street.&lt;em&gt; 'I don't want that...but what should I do? I&amp;nbsp;said those horrible, unfair things to him. He probably hates me now... I'd hate me. I had to know this would happen though...maybe I'm still a child...'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My thoughts distracted me enough that I&amp;nbsp;wasn't sure how I'd gotten to the store. I&amp;nbsp;was suddenly looking up at it. I could see Panda-san sweeping inside; he noticed me though the glass and hurried to the doors. They automatically slid open for him, but creaked as they did. It really was cold today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;My dear Mi-chan, what are you doing? Come in before you freeze to death!&amp;quot; He put his arm around my back and guided me in. He really did feel like a uncle to me. I felt a bit happy at feeling his presence.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to put my problems aside and only concentrate on the task at hand. I would be no help to him if I was this distracted. &amp;quot;So, what should I do? We open in...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ah, hai hai. Please get the counter ready please.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hai!&amp;quot; I took off my large jacket, scarf and hat and put them on a hanger in the back room. I&amp;nbsp;put on my apron and tightened it tight around my back. I needed to work hard today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Even though the day's work and customers were a good distraction, whenever I had free time, even it were a 5 minute break, I'd ultimately go back and think about Yamashita-kun. I'd wondered whether I should call him, or send a mail. But I never did. I think I was too scared to talk to him. I didn't want things to end between us. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So finally the double shift was over, and I was worn out. I&amp;nbsp;hadn't done it before and I don't think I'd ever want to again. But Panda-San was very happy for my help. He even gave me some of my pay in advance. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Ah, You didn't need to Panda-san!&amp;quot; I looked inside the envelope.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Well, my wife and I are very appriciative towards you. You've done such a fine job with us. We hope we can count on you next year as well.&amp;quot; He bowed to me, I&amp;nbsp;immidiately bowed back.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Of course. Arigatou.&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;bowed again. &amp;quot;Well, I should get home. Good work today!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hai. Good work!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I took off my apron and put my jacket back on. I&amp;nbsp;wrapped my scarf tightly around my neck and pulled the hat on tight. Then I&amp;nbsp;was off into the dark, bitter cold of winter. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Panda-san watched me turn the corner then went to the back room to the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hello, this is Shinta-san,&amp;quot; my Mom responded.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ah Hello.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What a suprise! What has you calling? Is Miya alright?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Oh, yes she's on her way home now. But... I&amp;nbsp;need to speak to you about her.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;My mother's tone became lower and more serious, &amp;quot;Yes, what is it?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I got home just short of midnight, it seemed longer coming home rather than leaving it. &amp;quot;I'm home.&amp;quot; I took off my shoes, then surprisingly saw my Mom still up. She was sitting at the table drinking some tea.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ah, welcome home honey.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Mama, what are you still doing up?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Come, sit by me and warm up.&amp;quot; She patted the floor next to her then held up the warm kotatsu. I did as she gestured, feeling a bit nervous. Mama never acts like this, unless she has something important to talk about.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;You didn't have an argument with Kyou, did you?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;E-eh...?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Panda-san called me and told me he caught you mumbling to yourself about Yamapi. He said he heard you saying 'Break up' and things of those sorts. Please honey. Tell me the truth. I&amp;nbsp;can help you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Before I knew it, I was crying in my Mother's arms and telling her all that I've felt this semester. All the feelings I&amp;nbsp;had been keeping inside, that had finally erupted in front of Yamapi's face.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;My baby girl...&amp;quot; My mom rocked meback and forth and stroked her fingers through my hair. I was defenseless when she did this. &amp;quot;You've been going through so much by yourself. I'm very sorry that you feel you had to keep it hidden. Mama was bad.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;No, Miya is bad....&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;She chuckled, &amp;quot;We're both bad.&amp;quot; Then she pushed me up and had me face her, &amp;quot;My child, whenever you make your descision I will be there for you. I&amp;nbsp;will always be on your side. You'll always be my number one.&amp;quot; My Mom smiled, and I felt the warmth from her.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Mmm!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A week had passed, It's New Year's Eve, and I still hadn't made up my mind. I didn't call him, and he didn't call me. I really was the worst. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Ah Miya! We sooo need to party tonight! Oh wait! You'll be going to the Countdown, right,&amp;quot; Nina asked sounding like she was annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Umm, no I'm not going. I told my Mom we would celebrate toghether.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Awwww! What a good daughter.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yeah, not like you Nina,&amp;quot; Kyou said loudly.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Shut up Kyou!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We all sat around my table and drank and ate happily. Well, they seemed happy for the most part. I&amp;nbsp;laughed when they made jokes, or when Nina was acting stupid. Even Ai-chan seemed in a good mood. But of course, like the whole week, my mind would wander towards him. I missed him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Yo, Miya, what's got you so down?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;I raised my head as I&amp;nbsp;heard Kyou speaking to me. I&amp;nbsp;lied, &amp;quot;Oh, nothing, I was just thinking about how a year went by so fast. I mean I was in America not too long ago, but yet, it seems like a long time ago.&amp;quot; I laughed, &amp;quot;Sorry I'm not making much sense.&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;scratched the back of my head.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You're probably drunk Miya,&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;Nina purred.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;No, it's you who's drunk Nina,&amp;quot; Ai-chan complained. &amp;quot;Why are we friends with you?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Because you love me!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ai-chan and I laughed at Nina. Only Kyou wasn't laughing, he was too busy trying to figure me out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-----------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I said goodbye to my friends as they left, and got ready for Mom. I wanted it to be fun, since we didn't get to spend Christmas together. I&amp;nbsp;cleaned up the mess left over from Nina, then got the food out; ready for cooking. But as I was done with the preparations, I had nothing else to do but wait. I sat at the table in silence. Luckily I was only alone for a little while longer until my Mom came home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Welcome home Mama!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;She laughed, &amp;quot;I'm home!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The food was finished and we turned on the TV. My Mom flipped through the channels as I got the last bit of food on the table. She tried to distract me as she noticed The Countdown was on the channel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Mom, it's okay. It'll be nice to have the music and MC in the background.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;If you're okay with it.&amp;quot; She put the remote control down softly and was weary of me.&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;laughed, &amp;quot;Mom really, it's okay. Come on let's eat!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yes, Ma'am!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;5....4....3....2....1! Happy New Years!&amp;quot; I looked over and noticed my Mom asleep, she had leaned over the table and put her head on her arms. &amp;quot;She is getting old afterall....hmm poor Mama.&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;smiled down at her then looked back at the TV. They were showing different groups and shots of the huge crowds. Then they started interviewing different artists. I held my breath as they got to NEWS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;So what are you looking foward to this year?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;Koyama spoke first, &amp;quot;We hope that we can continue to release great singles and albums.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What about you Yamapi? You got a girlfriend this year, what would you like to happen this year?&amp;quot; The camera turned to Yamapi. I was very still as I waited for him to speak. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ah~ I hope she can be happy. No matter what.&amp;quot; He gave a small smile towards the host and to the camera and bowed.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What a guy!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A tear fell down my cheek, I knew my answer. After all the endless circles I&amp;nbsp;had been putting myself through. I&amp;nbsp;knew what I&amp;nbsp;wanted. I wanted him. I wanted him no matter what. I wanted to be the one to give him strength. I wiped the tear away then stood up and walked a couple of steps to get to my sleeping Mother.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Mama, go sleep in your room. You'll catch a cold sleeping out here.&amp;quot; She woke up slightly, which made it a bit easy to guide her over to her room. &amp;quot;Mom, I know I shouldn't leave at this time of night, but I have something very important that I need to do.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Mmm, my baby girl... Do what you think is best.&amp;quot; She fell back asleep, nice and tight in her comforter.&lt;br /&gt;I kissed her forehead then quickly left her room to run to the table.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I cleaned up the mess, threw away what couldn't be eaten any more and stored away any left overs. I&amp;nbsp;then took the time to wash the dishes. Though&amp;nbsp;I'd probably have to do them again tomorrow, I didn't wash throughly. My mind seemed like it was everywhere at once. I left the dishes near the sink then hurried to my room. I put on some long stockings, jeans, a long sleeved light blue and black sweater. The whole process seemed to take forever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I looked at the clock, &amp;quot;24: 42.... okay...&amp;quot; I looked one last time in the mirror, pushed my glasses up and put my hair behind my ears. &amp;quot;Yosh.&amp;quot; I grabbed my phone and quickly opened it and started clicking away. &amp;quot;&amp;gt;I need to talk to you. Please meet me at the usual Park as soon as you can. I'll wait for you.&amp;lt; Send!&amp;quot; I closed my phone and put it in my back pocket as I walked out to the living room and towards the door. I&amp;nbsp;grabbed my woal coat and quickly put it on. I slipped on my hat, and my gloves quickly. I buttoned up the coat then wrapped a long scarf around my neck.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I&amp;nbsp;looked back at my quiet house then opened the door to leave.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;----------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I arrived at the silent park. I&amp;nbsp;walked slowly towards the swings then sat on the same one I had when we had first come here. The memory flashed through my mind. &lt;em&gt;'I want to be friends with you too.'&lt;/em&gt; His voice rang in my mind; he looked so perfect that night. If he had asked me to leave with him, I&amp;nbsp;probably would have. And now look at where we are. We were in a hole that I wanted to despretly get out of. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was in love with him. I don't think anything could change that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The night went on, and so came some snow. I&amp;nbsp;stood up and held my hand out. &amp;quot;Wow, how pretty.&amp;quot; I suddenly thought of him then quickly looked down at my cell phone. It read 2: 54 in the morning. &lt;em&gt;'Why hasn't he called, or at least tried to mail me... he might still be busy with the Countdown. How long do those things go for?' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My attention was suddenly on a few men walking towards me. I took a couple of steps back as they got closer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Oi! Look at this pretty little thing, out here all alone,&amp;quot; the tallest man said to his friends.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What a cutie! Ah, just what I wanted to start off the new year!&amp;quot; They all started laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;S-stay away!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Come on... treat us nicely....&amp;quot; The four of them were only a couple of feet away from me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;No!&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;turned and ran. But didn't get very far as they pushed me down to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;How dare you run away from us!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I&amp;nbsp;started yelling and cried out as one of them got on top of me. &lt;em&gt;'Yamashita-kun....save me! PLEASE! Where are you!?'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I could feel the the snow falling harder now on my face. The weather always seemed to know what I was going through. I closed my eyes shut and cried out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a/N: woah. intense, eh? And much much longer than the previous.&lt;br /&gt;Wells, The next chapter will be my last.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much for reading it all and commenting. I couldn't have finished it if wasn't for the wonderful comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bows* Arigatou!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chuu&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>miya_april @ 2009-03-24T22:41:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-25T05:00:06Z</published>
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    <content type="html">A/N: This is very important, If you can, please listen to Konayuki by Remioromen when you get to the 'Line' in the story. This song fits in very well while reading the rest of the chapter. It will help the mood. Thank you, and try to enjoy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hauled the heavy bag over my shoulder and let it hit the table hard; BANG! I laughed at my self. &amp;quot;Ah~ Gomen ne~ it's a bit heavy.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Eh, did you carry that all the way here?&amp;quot; Ryo-chan asked curiously. He got up from his seat and went to the big bag. &amp;quot;Sugoi&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;I sat down next to Koyama and smiled. The only ones missing were Tegoshi-kun and Massu. Koyama told me that they couldn't make it because of work. That's too bad, I&amp;nbsp;really wanted to see Tegoshi's expression when he opened my present. But I was happy that we could still gather like this. It has been a while since we could. I asked Yamashita-kun if he could arrange a get-together so that I could give them their Christmas presents. Though Christmas has been over for a week already, and New Years was coming up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shige frowned, &amp;quot;I'm sorry, I didn't get anything for you Shinta-chan.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;I waved my hand back and forth, &amp;quot;Oh, it's okay! I don't mind. I got the excitement of shopping for all of you, so it's fine.&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;smiled brightly. I&amp;nbsp;hadn't smiled this purely in a long time. I opened my eyes and saw Yamashita-kun looking at me; I quickly looked away and started talking to Koyama. &amp;quot;So, why don't we open presents now? We can eat afterwards...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ah that sounds good.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hai, hai!&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;quickly got up and excitedly went to my big duffle bag. I took out Tegoshi-kun's and Massu's and put their presents to the side. &amp;quot;This is for Nishikido-kun....eh..this is for Koyama-kun, and this one for Shige-san.&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;glanced at Yamashita-kun, not looking into his eyes. &lt;em&gt;'It seems like he keeps looking at me. I feel so nervous...'&lt;/em&gt; &amp;quot;This is...for y-you...&amp;quot; I handed him his present then went back to my seat. He smiled at me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They all yelled in happiness. I didn't think they could make me this happy, but somehow I felt sad. It suddenly felt like I shouldn't be here. I&amp;nbsp;looked up and took a moment to look at each of them; they really were celebrities. They smiled like celebrities, they laughed like celebrities, they even smelled like celebrities! Should I really be here with them like this? &lt;em&gt;'If something were to happen with me and Yamashita-kun I&amp;nbsp;couldn't see them like this any more...No...I can't think like this!'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I'm glad you like your presents. Those sunglasses are popular brands from America. I&amp;nbsp;had my dad send them over.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Miya-chan is amazing!&amp;quot; Koyama yelled in happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Oh, and I&amp;nbsp;forgot to ask, but did any of you have plans for New Years? My Mom said she'd cook for you all.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Eh, you didn't tell her,&amp;quot; Shige asked surprisingly.&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;looked immidiately at Yamashita-kun, &amp;quot;Tell me what?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;He put his hand up and closed his eyes, &amp;quot;Gomen ne Miya-chan, I can't spend New Years with you. You probably don't know because you're from America, but Johnny's does a New Year's Countdown. We'll be in it.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nishikido-kun smiled, &amp;quot;Ah~ you should come!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Eto, it's okay. I told my Mom that I would welcome the New Year with her... so...&amp;quot; My shoulders shrunk in as I place my hands on my knees. I was starting to become upset and dissapointed. How long has it been since Yamashita-kun and I have actually been together for more than 15 minutes? This isn't fair!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Eh... Miya-chan?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;My heart tightened as I shut out my feelings. I smiled that fake smile again. &amp;quot;I hope everything goes okay! And don't forget to eat some hotpot!&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Koyama laughed, &amp;quot;Of course! Ah, you need to open the stuff we got you!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ehh?! You didn't need to get me anything.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They got their presents and put them in front of me. I felt like I was going to cry, but held it back. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;---------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yamashita-kun was walking me home now. It was just short of 9 o'clock, though it felt later in the night. I clenched my empty duffle bag as I thought about what he told me about New Years.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Should I carry that for you?&amp;quot; His words were soft, but this time I didn't feel soothed by them. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;No, I can carry it. It's empty. Remember, I'd carried it when it was full...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What's wrong? You seem mad...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;No...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Then why haven't you looked at me at all tonight? Even more so, when I told you I&amp;nbsp;couldn't spend New Year's with you.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I don't get it Yamapi. Hmm...Yamapi... it seems like everyone knows the name Yamapi...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Miya-chan?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Why does it seem like it doesn't matter to you? How come none of it matters?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Eh, what are you talking about? New Years?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hai.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Work is work.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I couldn't help but laugh sarcastically. My feelings were starting to crash out of that wall I had unintentionally built this whole time. I repeated his words, &amp;quot;Work is work'? How can you be so cold?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;How am I being cold? Miya-chan...&amp;quot; He stopped walking and grabbed my arm to stop me as well. He tilted my face so that he could see my eyes. He saw the pain behind them and tightened his jaw. &amp;quot;What do you want me to do?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;I closed my eyes shut and tears fell out, &amp;quot;I&amp;nbsp;wish you weren't the famous Yamapi! It's not FAIR!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I&amp;nbsp;gasped aloud as soon I yelled those words. I&amp;nbsp;opened my eyes as I&amp;nbsp;felt his hand leave my face. His hand slid down my neck, to my collar bone, then stopped on the silver necklace-Kyou's necklace- that I was wearing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;This looks beautiful on you. You said Kyou gave this to you, right?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yamashita...kun..I'm-&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Let's get you home.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We walked in silence. As I looked up we were already at my house. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Yamashita-kun...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I hope you sleep well tonight. You have a double shift?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;I looked up at him and even though he smiled, his eyes didn't. I'd done it. &lt;em&gt;'I'm the worst.'&lt;/em&gt; At this thought I couldn't stop myself from crying. Tears poured out; my breath was heavy in the air. What's going to happen now? I&amp;nbsp;got up on my tiptoes and kissed him hard on the lips. More tears came out as he didn't kiss me back. I backed away, put my hand on my lips then ran away; I qickly got into my house to hide from him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I crashed to the floor; my legs couldn't hold me up any more. &amp;quot;I'm sorry...&amp;quot; &lt;em&gt;'I really am the worst...'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yamashita-kun stood still. He struggled to keep himself from crying. Only a single tear escaped. He clenched his hands into fists, &amp;quot;I'm the worst...&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A/N: This chapter was the most difficult to write so far.&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;had to stop in the middle of it, and take a breather.&lt;br /&gt;gomen ne~ it was a bit short as well as depressing.&lt;br /&gt;m(-_-)m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chu&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. The next chapter might be the last. I&amp;nbsp;haven't made up my mind whether to split it up into two chapters or not. We'll see. Just check the title, if its says FINAL then that's that. &lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, so close to the last!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for sticking with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Seventeen</title>
    <published>2009-03-22T19:51:28Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-22T19:51:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The good kind of music</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;A/N: Okay the next few parts might become confusing. I'm planning to skip a few things. Meaning, I'll skip to around Christmas Time, then to New Years. I&amp;nbsp;don't want to diddle-daddle. Plus, in this beginning part it's a flashback kind of scene. Hahaha. DOUZO!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I sat at my warm table and waited for my tea to be done. I curled up under the blanket and closed my eyes. It really was easy to fall asleep here. As I laid my head down and shut my eyes I could help but think of what Yamashita-kun told me a week ago.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[[ Yamashita-kun grabbed my cold hands and warmed them up in between his. I looked up into his eyes then towards his mouth as he breathed in and out. It was that time of year- you could see your breath in the air. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I'm glad you came to see me,&amp;quot; I said as I lowered my head. &amp;quot;What's up?&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;smiled. As I did, it had felt strange. My mouth smiled, but my eyes didn't. I guess I got so use to it...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Are you okay?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;H-hai. I'm okay.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Well, I wanted you to be the first to know. I won't be here for Christmas.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;E-eh...?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Gomen ne, We've got a new single coming out, so the agency wants us to promote it&amp;nbsp; around Japan. So we'll be in Osaka at the time I think. Ah~ I can't remember.&amp;quot; He looked down at me, though couldn't see my face because of my hair blocking his way. He removed his hands from mine to move my hair away from my face. &amp;quot;Gomen ne...I-&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I lifted my face and laughed. He was surprised by my reaction. &amp;quot;Eh? I&amp;nbsp;thought you would be sad!&amp;quot; I poked his cheek and giggled, &amp;quot;Well this works out... You don't like Christmas, right?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Well, yeah...but that doesn't mean that I don't want to be with you on Christmas...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;We can just give each other presents after you come back. I'll make a cake too!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He smiled and seemed satisfied enough with my response. &amp;quot;Hai.&amp;quot; ]]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Ugh...should I&amp;nbsp;have just told him that I don't like that at all? It would be our frist Christmas together...&amp;quot; I shook my head on the table making my hair go everywhere. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;What do you think you're doing,&amp;quot; My Mom asked as she came out of the bathroom. &amp;quot;You look like the IT.&amp;quot; She laughed and headed into the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Mama, is my tea done,&amp;quot; I asked as I lifted my head to look at her.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yeah, I'll get it ready for you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Arigatou....&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;put my head back down on the table.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;What's got you so down honey? I've noticed you've been out of sorts lately.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Mooooooom!&amp;quot; I turned my head and sighed, &amp;quot;You're working on Christmas right? Like, just in case someone comes in for an emergency?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yes, my hours don't add up so this was the only way to work it out. But don't worry, you'll have Yamapi right?&amp;quot; She lifted her hand to her face and blushed. &amp;quot;I wouldn't want to come in between the two of you.... You'd want privacy...right?&amp;quot; She started laughing and came over to the table to hand me my tea.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You're embarrassing.&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;lifted my body and stretched.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;So tell me, what do the two of you plan to do for Christmas? OH wait!&amp;quot; My Mom suddenly got up to go to her room and hurried back. &amp;quot;You're Father mailed this in for Christmas. You should probably call him soon to say you got&lt;a href="../../../update.bml"&gt;Post an Entry&lt;/a&gt; it, okay?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Okay Mama.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Oh, the holidays always lift my spirits. Plus, I've got the most beautiful girl in the world to share them with me.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Again, embarrassing.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We laughed. &lt;em&gt;'I'm glad she got onto another topic...I didn't know what I was going to say... I&amp;nbsp;don't want her to know that I'll be alone this Christmas. She would be upset and sad. But I&amp;nbsp;guess it won't be all that bad. I&amp;nbsp;can just go to bed early, wake up early and make a good breakfast. Wow, I sound pathetic.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bzzt Bzzt Bzzt&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Eh, that's me!&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;reached over to my purse and got my cell phone. &amp;quot;Tegoshi-kun?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;That boy is too cute for his own good.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;smiled as I&amp;nbsp;agreed. I&amp;nbsp;opened my phone to read his text message. &amp;gt;Domo! (^o^) What's your favorite color?&amp;lt; &amp;quot;This has to be about Christmas.&amp;quot; He's too obvious. &amp;quot;Light colors,&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;said as I clicked away on my cell. &amp;quot;Light pink, light blue, and yellow. Those kinds of colors. Send!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;That's sweet, he's getting something for you too! Oh, my baby girl is so lucky.&amp;quot; My Mom held her hand up to her face again and smiled.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As soon as I closed my phone it started ringing. &amp;quot;Eh, I'm popular today. Hello?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;MIYAAAAAAAAAAA!!! Let's go shopping.&amp;quot; I pulled away quickly, trying to save my hearing.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Nina! Shhhh you're being loud again. And shopping?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;She giggled, &amp;quot;Yeah, for Christmas!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'I do need to go shopping...but do I want to go with Nina?'&lt;/em&gt; &amp;quot;Umm, okay, I'll go. Where should I&amp;nbsp;meet you?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I looked around and soon saw Nina waving wildly in the air. As I took a couple of steps closer I could see Kyou and Ai-chan were with her. &lt;em&gt;'Great...Kyou's here too...Make a note to kill Nina when I&amp;nbsp;have the time.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;There you are!&amp;quot; Nina pointed to me, causing some people to look at me. I&amp;nbsp;hurried to her and hit the top of her head. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Cut it out Nina, you're making too much noise.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Ai-chan put her hand on my arm, &amp;quot;Nina always get's this way around the holidays...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I will find someone this season! I refuse to be alone!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Eh?&amp;quot; How does this girl think?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kyou started laughing, &amp;quot;You sound desperet. That's so not attractive.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Nina smacked Kyou hard on the head, &amp;quot;Don't be a jerk.&amp;quot; She stomped away; Ai-chan and I&amp;nbsp;made a sneering laugh towards Kyou as we left after Nina.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Girls are scary....&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;An hour later we were deep in the city; we each had a couple of bags. I had to admit this was fun. I was starting to believe that the holiday season &lt;em&gt;could&lt;/em&gt; cheer anybody up. Stores were decorated in green, red, blue and gold. Things seemed to have more sparkle to them. As I&amp;nbsp;looked around I could see Christmas trees decorated with all kinds of colorful ornaments, not to mention mulitple Santa's walking around handing out flyers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;It seems like they're are more couples around this time,&amp;quot; I said as I looked at those around me. There were lots of couples, holding hands, smiling, and laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Well thats because people don't want to be alone.&amp;quot; I looked up at Kyou as he spoke words or truth. &amp;quot;Humans are fools.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What's got you so upset? I kind of agree though... some people lower their standards just to be with someone. But there are those, who because they fear being alone, get the courage to confess their true feelings to the person that they like. I&amp;nbsp;think those people are admirable.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Miya I-&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nina suddenly ran back to Kyou and I and grabbed my arm, &amp;quot;Look look at the holiday sale they're having over here! Come on!&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;let Nina drag me away from Kyou to a crowded store.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I walked in and immidiately felt hot. There were a lot of people inside the store, so a lot of body heat. I&amp;nbsp;unbottoned my plad red jacket and took off my beanie. Ai-chan was suddenly next to me complaining. &amp;quot;That. grandma.. I had my hands on it first...if she wasn't old I would have made a bigger struggle for it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;laughed, &amp;quot;What? That's crazy. Oh.&amp;quot; My gaze was suddenly on a shiny silver necklace. It had a small blue stone hanging from it. &amp;quot;That's beautiful.&amp;quot; As I was about to grab it a middle-aged woman grabbed it. &amp;quot;Oh, umm-&amp;quot; The woman looked at me with stressed eyes so I bowed, &amp;quot;I'm sorry.&amp;quot; I turned around quickly and walked back to Ai-chan. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I hope we don't get that scary when we get older!&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;laughed at her. Who knew Ai-chan could be that funny?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At the end of the day I&amp;nbsp;was able to get something for all of NEWS, and my Mom. I&amp;nbsp;still needed to get something for Yamashita-kun, Nina, Ai-chan, and Kyou. &lt;em&gt;'Should I really get something for him? He probably won't get anything for me... plus he's always mean to me.' &lt;/em&gt;&amp;quot;Maybe I will..he'd only get something from his family... I'm &lt;em&gt;way&lt;/em&gt; too nice.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;It seems like everyone is getting into the holiday spirit! We caught Shinta, Miya shopping at the Square with her friends.&amp;quot; I suddenly glued my face to the TV as I heard my name. A clip played, it showed the four of us drinking coffee and heading into another store. You could see how much shopping we did. &amp;quot;You don't suppose she was shopping for Yamapi?&amp;quot; The Woman announcer smiled then continued on, &amp;quot;We also caught-&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I let out a&amp;nbsp; sigh. &amp;quot;Thank goodness that they didn't make a big deal out of it.&amp;quot; My phone suddenly started ringing. &amp;quot;I got a feeling it's...&amp;quot; I picked up my phone, &amp;quot;Nina. Hello?&amp;quot; I immidiately held the phone away from my ear.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;WE WERE ON TV! DID YOU SEE ME!!??&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hai hai hai.&amp;quot; I laughed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I talked with Nina much longer than I normally did, but it was nice as we talked.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I'm sorry Nina, but I'm going to go take a bath then head to bed.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Christmas is tomorrow!! Have a good one, I'll call you tomorrow.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Okay, bye bye.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Bye bye!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think that's the deepest sleep I've ever had. I went to bed relaxed from my hot bubble bath. I dreamed about being with My Mom, my firends, NEWS and Yamashita-kun.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Yamapi.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-----------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I woke up bright and early. &amp;quot;Merry Christmas Miya.&amp;quot; I stretched high into the air then got up to change and wash my face and teeth. After the morning ritual, I went to the kitchen and started cooking. Mom had alredy left for the day. &amp;quot;Maybe I should go see her at the hospital... We'll see.&amp;quot; I turned on the TV and flipped through the channels. I had left it on the morning news as I started cooking. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had just finished cooking when I heard a knock on my door. I&amp;nbsp;was alert, &amp;quot;Who could...&amp;quot; I silently went to the door and asked aloud, &amp;quot;Yes? Who is it?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;It's Kyou.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Kyou?&amp;quot; &lt;em&gt;'What the heck is this guy doing here?'&lt;/em&gt; I straightened up and opened the door. &amp;quot;Kyou, why are you here?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;And a Merry Christmas to you too.&amp;quot; He smiled.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Ah...Merry Christmas. Now, the reason why you're here?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Oh, it smells good!&amp;quot; He lightly pushed me aside and walked in. &amp;quot;Excuse me!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Eh! Kyou, don't just walk in like it's your house!&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;closed the door to shut away the bitter cold. &amp;quot;Get out of here Kyou. Shouldn't you be with your family?&amp;quot; I crossed my arms.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Eh, no. We gave each other presents yesterday. Besides I wanted to see you.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He turned around to look at me; my eyes widened and I kept blinking. &amp;quot;Kyou...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;He suddenly came closer to me and held out a little box. It had a red ribbon wrapped around it. &amp;quot;I got this for you. Here.&amp;quot; He turned his head and coughed a bit. Was he blushing? He looked better this way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I took the little black box and untied the ribbon. I opened it and saw that same necklace with the blue stone on it, like on the day we had all gone shopping.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Kyou...How did you....?&amp;quot; I looked up from the necklace to his smiling face. He winked at me.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Secret.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My phone had started ringing, I hadn't even noticed it. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Why isn't she answering,&amp;quot; Yamashita-kun asked aloud.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why are things getting so mixed up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A/N: Ehhhhh? What the heck is Kyou doing there! Why KYOU!!?&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, Yamapi.... we'll see more of him and NEWS in the next chapter i believe&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;FYI&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm almost done with the story. Just a few more chapters and I believe I'll be done.&lt;br /&gt;Noooooo! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;We're coming up to the climax now, so be prepared!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chuuu chuuuu&amp;lt;33333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Chapter 16</title>
    <published>2009-03-19T20:30:54Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-19T20:30:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Why I Like You, SuJu</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&amp;quot;YATTA!!! Those dumb tests are over!&amp;quot; Nina jumped in the air and threw her hands up in excitement.&lt;br /&gt;Ai-chan pushed her glasses up, &amp;quot;I don't think they were that bad...&amp;quot; She walked a little bit ahead of us.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Well not for you of course!&amp;quot; Nina suddenly pointed at me, &amp;quot;And you! You already knew English, so that test wasn't hard for you, was it?!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;I put a smile on my face, &amp;quot;I guess I'm just lucky.&amp;quot; I looked back down at my cell phone. I&amp;nbsp;looked up as Ai-chan started talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I've noticed that you look at your phone a lot. You've been doing it more often...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I&amp;nbsp;knew what she was getting at. &amp;quot;Umm, yeah. I&amp;nbsp;guess I've been doing it a lot.&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;put my phone back in my purse and held my books tighter to my chest. I shouldn't bring down the mood this way. &amp;quot;So! Did you want to do anything today? I'm free from work, and my Mom has the late shift...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;That's my girl!&amp;quot; Nina patted my back pretty hard as she laughed. &amp;quot;Let's go to karaoke!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Ai-chan started to slowly walk away, but Nina hurried to her and caught her jacket, &amp;quot;I don't think so Missy! You never hang out with us. And I know you don't have work today either!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I looked at them as they bickered. It's good to have them near me. It helps with distracting me. Is that selfish?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;It will be us three, please!&amp;quot; Nina seemed to know what she was doing. To tell you the truth, I&amp;nbsp;had never been to karaoke before. They don't exactly have them in the States like they do here. Plus, I don't think I sing that well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A man lead us to a room and pointed out a few things. &amp;quot;Is there anything I can get you to drink. Or maybe some appetizers?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I'll take a beer,&amp;quot; Nina said loudly. This girl really knew how to let go, didn't she?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I'll just have a water,&amp;quot; Ai-chan said quietly.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I'll take a soda please.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You two are hopeless! Come on, let's party!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The man bowed then left to get our drinks. After a couple of hours, Nina was definately tipsy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Nina, you need to learn how to handle alcohol...&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;was concerned for her. Plus, she needed to have more consideration for Ai-chan and I. Who was going to get her home? But I guess that's part of her charm. Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I'll say...she's always been like this. Nina, you're too loud.&amp;quot; Ai-chan went to the front to take away the mic from her drunk friend.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They're bickering mixed into the music; but none of it seemed loud to me. I&amp;nbsp;blocked it all out as I took my phone out again to look at my phone. He hasn't called me, or even sent a mail in the past couple of days... what could he be doing? I&amp;nbsp;don't want to keep calling...I'll come off as one of &lt;em&gt;those &lt;/em&gt;girlfriends... &lt;em&gt;'Maybe I should go to his house...but I might be intruding...' &lt;/em&gt;&amp;quot;Ah, y-yes?!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Do you mind calling my brother. He's the only one who can carry her...&amp;quot; Ai-chan said as she was helping Nina lie down on the sofa. &amp;quot;This girl is a pain....&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;M-me?! Umm, why can't you do it?&amp;quot; She gave me a look like I've-got-her-to-handle. I opened my phone and dialed his number.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;What's up?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Uh, hi.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ah Miya-chan...are you lonely? Want me to keep you company again?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'This guy is so....Keep calm. Control the anger...' &lt;/em&gt;&amp;quot;You need to come help us out. Nina got drunk and we can't take her back home....&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Oohhhhh, so you need me to rescue you. Is that it?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Like I'd ever call you to rescue me!&amp;quot; I clenched my fist. He makes me so angry sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Alright ,alright I'm on my way.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kyou arrived to what he called our &amp;quot;rescue.&amp;quot; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Sugoi Nina! She looks bad...&amp;quot; He walked over to the drunk Sleeping Beauty. &amp;quot;Hey sis, help me put her on my back. I'll give her a piggy back ride home.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Okay.&amp;quot; Ai-chan did as told. She sighed, &amp;quot;Nina stop slobbering. You'd think she was a little child.&amp;quot; She started lifting her up but with some problems. I crossed the room and helped out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kyou started complaining, &amp;quot;Aww man, she better not slobber on me!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;laughed, &amp;quot;Too late.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;She owes me! This brat...&amp;quot; He shifted a bit then stood up with Nina on his back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ai-chan cleaned her glasses then started talking to us,&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;You two go ahead, I'll catch up. I'll take care of the bill.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Oh, here's my share,&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;said I crossed the room again to get my wallet. I put my wallet back and checked my cell phone again. A little sigh came out, but I covered it up with a cough. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I'm gonna make Nina pay extra for all the mess she caused.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Kyou nodded his head, &amp;quot;Yeah that's right! Fee's!&amp;quot; He laughed at himself as he headed out the door.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ai-chan hadn't caught up to us as we walked. I stopped and looked back, &amp;quot;Don't you think we should wait for your sister?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;She's not a child. She can walk by herself. Plus I don't think thugs will go after her. She's scary.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled. &amp;quot;That's not very nice.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;They why are you smiling?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Mmm...Kyou...smells good. Nooooo!&amp;quot; We both stopped as Nina was making a bunch of noise. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Even when she sleeps, she's so annoying.&amp;quot; Kyou lifted her up higher and kept walking. &amp;quot;She definately owes me.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I kind of envy her though.&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;walked slowly behind him.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What? Why?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;She's able to say what she wants. Plus, she seems to have so much confidence in herself. I wish I was like that.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You're refering to that pretty boy of yours right?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Hmph. I&amp;nbsp;started walking faster and passed him. &amp;quot;Don't be jealous! Just because of his looks!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;That's not why I'm jealous...&amp;quot; He mumbled quietly.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What?&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;turned back to him. &amp;quot;You'll need to speak up.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Is that what you like? Pretty boys?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What? No... I like nice guys. A guy who has manners and is sweet. Nothing like you.&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;turned around and began walking again. What was he trying to get at...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I can be a nice guy...&amp;quot; Kyou's voice seemed softer than usual.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;That's hard to believe. There's no way!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Oh yeah?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yeah!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Then what about that Pretty Boy! If he's so nice and considerate, how come he's left you constantly looking at your phone? You look like a lost dog...&amp;quot; Kyou suddenly stopped as he realised what he said. But it was too late. I was already upset and on the brink of tears. He hit it right on the nail.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;A dog, huh?! That's what you think? I-&amp;quot; I was so mad that I wasn't sure what to say. Some tears fell in my frustration. &amp;quot;Whatever! I'm leaving!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Wait!&amp;quot; He called after me as I ran away. &amp;quot;Damnit...why do we always end up arguing?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Kyou...is the worst...&amp;quot; Nina mumbled in her sleep.&lt;br /&gt;He sighed. &amp;quot;I know...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I ended up going to his house. I stood in front of the gate and looked at the house in front of me. It didn't look like anyone was there. &lt;em&gt;'Maybe I&amp;nbsp;should just leave...I don't know why I even came here..'&lt;/em&gt; I sighed as I knew why I came. &amp;quot;I'm pretty hopeless...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Miya-chan?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;I quickly looked to my right and saw Rina. I&amp;nbsp;smiled, &amp;quot;Rina.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What are you doing, just standing in front of my house?&amp;quot; She walked to me and grabbed my hand. She laughed as she opened the gate. &amp;quot;Come on. Let's go in, the wind is picking up.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Okay.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I'm home,&amp;quot; Rina announced as no one responded. She took off her heels and went to the kitchen. &amp;quot;Want something to drink? Maybe some coffee. It's getting colder, huh?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;No I'm okay. Thanks.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I don't really like the cold. I can't handle it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;smiled as I&amp;nbsp;saw the resemblance between them. &amp;quot;He can't either.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;That's right. So we are related.&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;She giggled as she started up the expensive-looking coffee maker.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;So what brings you here,&amp;quot; Rina asked as she plopped on the big couch. &amp;quot;You can sit down.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;did as instructed, &amp;quot;No reason really...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I bet you want to see what he got you. Ah, he's so lucky leaving at a time like this. I&amp;nbsp;bet he's surfing...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What?&amp;quot; I looked at her in confusion. &amp;quot;Surfing?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She sat up and crossed her legs, &amp;quot;Yeah. He's In Hawaii right now. All the guys went. Didn't he tell you?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;NEWS?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yeah...huh. That's strange I&amp;nbsp;figured he'd tell you...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Oh Yeah! He did tell me, I&amp;nbsp;just forgot is all.&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I knew it! Sheesh, getting me concerned...&amp;quot; Rina giggled and leaned over to get the remote control to turn on the TV. &amp;quot;Would you like to stay for dinner? My Mom should be getting back soon...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Oh no I&amp;nbsp;couldn't.&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Please. Stop that. My Mom would like it if you did.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Well, I&amp;nbsp;can't say no now...&amp;quot; I smiled.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Even though&amp;nbsp;I showed her a smile I&amp;nbsp;wasn't happy at all. &lt;em&gt;'He's in Hawaii right now? Why didn't he tell me? Is it something he couldn't tell me about? No, I don't think it would be anything like that...Maybe he just forgot to tell me. But leaving the country isn't something you just forget about. He has been really busy lately. I mean the past couple of weeks he hasn't called me when he was going to bed. It's understandable. He's tired. I&amp;nbsp;can't get in his way...but still. Is it that easy to forget about me?'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I felt myself slipping. I&amp;nbsp;was becoming more and more anxious and insecure. Why did it feel like there was a gap between us? It felt like there was a distance growing. But the truth of the matter is that we &lt;em&gt;are&lt;/em&gt; in different worlds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This was just the beginning... &lt;br /&gt;I was becoming a pro at faking smiles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A/N: So sad!!! I&amp;nbsp;know I&amp;nbsp;know! Darn you Pi! &amp;gt;o&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;The next couple of chapters will be like this, and her struggles. &lt;br /&gt;Sorry there's not Pi nor NEWS. I figure I lay out her worries.&lt;br /&gt;Hang in there! I do promise a happy ending. Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chuuuuu&amp;lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Chapter 15</title>
    <published>2009-03-17T04:25:44Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-17T04:25:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>DBSK</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&amp;quot;So you can't make it,&amp;quot; I asked in a sad and disappointing tone. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Gomen ne...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;It's okay. You'll just have to make it up to me.&amp;quot; I giggled lightly to cover up my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I will.&amp;quot; And he hung up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I closed my phone then looked down at the basket that held the bentos that I&amp;nbsp;had made. &lt;em&gt;'I can't eat all of this...' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;This sucks.&amp;quot;&lt;/strong&gt; I threw my phone in the basket then started walking back home. As I was almost there, my phone started ringing. &amp;quot;Ah~hello?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Ah, hello.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Nishikido-kun?! You rarely call me...&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;pulled my phone away with suprise and looked at the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;H-hai...ano, Yamapi asked me to call you...are you free right now?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Mmm!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I waved as he walked up to me. &amp;quot;So, he asked you to keep me company in his place? I'm suprised you're free. Seeing you're in two groups..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I have the day off today&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I'm sorry if you had plans. Yamashita-kun...got busy again.&amp;quot; I wanted to frown, but held back the feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;That's what happens when you're famous.&amp;quot; He smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Sometimes I forget that...&amp;quot; I smiled back. &amp;quot;So, have you eaten,&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;asked as I held up the basket.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We found a nearby open field and set up a small picnic by a big tree. Even though it was suppose to be Yamashita-kun, it was still nice to have Nishikido-kun. On the outside it feels like he has a rough exterior, but he is actually quite a gentleman.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Sugoi ne~ you made all of this? Ah, if you don't mind...&amp;quot; He put his hands together then started digging in. &amp;quot;Oh, Umai!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;A big smile came on my face, &amp;quot;I'm glad you like it!&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;nodded then started eating along with him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;While we were eating I suddenly got a call. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Excuse me,&amp;quot; I said to Ryo. &amp;quot;Hello?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;MIYA!!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;I pulled to phone away quickly. 'Who the heck is this?' I slowly put the phone back to my ear, &amp;quot;Hello?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Don't you recognise my voice? It's Kyou.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Kyou?! How did you get my number?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At the time I didn't realise that Nishikido-kun was paying close attention to me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I got it from my sister, who got it from Loud Mouth. So what's up?!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Kyou, I can't talk right now. I've got company.&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;was about to hang up when I heard him make a noise. &amp;quot;What?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;The reason why I'm calling is because I needed to ask for a favor.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;A favor?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I'm having some problems with this homework, so can you help me out?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;I sighed, &amp;quot;Why can't Ai-chan help you?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I'll wait for you at that small deli...you know which one. Later!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I looked down at my phone; the screen was blinking signaling the end of the call. 'He's hopeless...'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;A friend?&amp;quot; Ryo reached over to get a riceball. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;No, not really. Well, I don't know. He's the brother of a friend....We have a class together.&amp;quot; I continued eating.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I see.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;I looked up and saw him looking at me with a serious face. I instinctively looked down to continue eating.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We finished eating and packed everything up. I bowed and thanked him. He really was nice. &amp;quot;Thank you so much for having lunch with me. Let's try it again.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Are you sure you don't want me to go with you?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;No, but thanks for offering. It's enough that you came. Well, see you.&amp;quot; I waved my hand and started walking away. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I got to the deli and didn't see Kyou. &amp;quot;Where could he be?&amp;quot; Suddenly there were hands over my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Guess who?!&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;pulled away, &amp;quot;Kyou, stop acting 5.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Haaiii~&amp;quot; He smiled. &amp;quot;I'm glad you came.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;I sighed, but forced myself to smile. &amp;quot;So where are your things?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;I lied,&amp;quot;&lt;/strong&gt; he said in English. &amp;quot;Let's go out, come on&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What?!&amp;quot; He suddenly took my basket away and started walking away. &amp;quot;Wait!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Were you on a date with you famous Boyfriend?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;I ran after him, &amp;quot;Not like that's any of your business, but no. Now give me back my things!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;After we go to the arcade.&amp;quot; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I felt myself being dragged along at his pace.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He laughed at me, &amp;quot;You suck at this game!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Shut up.&amp;quot; I concentrated on the game and was pressing the buttons repeatedly. I wasn't good at these things. &amp;quot;Ahh, I lost again.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yeah...you're bad...&amp;quot; He laughed some more as I stomped away.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Is there a game you're not good at?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ah~ that.&amp;quot; He pointed and I followed.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;The grab thing?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I ran over to it and put in some change. &amp;quot;I bet I'm good at this...&amp;quot; I directed the crane towards a little bunny keychain. I held my breath as the crane went down. I grabbed on and lifted up. &amp;quot;Yay! Go go!&amp;quot; The crane dropped the bunny keychain, and I&amp;nbsp;happily got it out of the slot. &amp;quot;I told you I'm good...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yeah, yeah. Move over, let me try.&amp;quot; He used his body to push me to the side.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I laughed as it took him 10 times to actually get something. &amp;quot;You &lt;em&gt;are &lt;/em&gt;bad at something! Took you long enough. Plus, you got something a little kid would want.&amp;quot; I giggled. He looked at me and smiled. I stopped laughing then looked away. &amp;quot;So, can I have my things back?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I suppose, it's late anyways. I should get you home.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Late?&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;looked down at my watch, it was already 7 o'clock. &amp;quot;I told Mom I'd cook dinner!&amp;quot; I grabbed my basket and started running towards the exit.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hey, not so fast. Wait for me.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I can walk home by myself, Kyou.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Maybe, but I&amp;nbsp;won't worry about you. You'll get robbed or something...you're the type thugs go after.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I looked at his back as he walked in front of me. I don't understand him. It's as if he chooses when he wants to be nice; when it's most convienant for him... &amp;quot;Okay...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;This is me, I'll see you later.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;This old building,&amp;quot; he asked as he kicked the side of it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hey, cut it out!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Miya?&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;heard my name called in the only voice that could send shivers down my spine; Yamashita-kun's.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Y-Yamashita-kun?!&amp;quot; I ran over to him. &amp;quot;What are you doing here?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I've been calling you and text you, but you never answered. I was worried...&amp;quot; He looked over at Kyou.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Really? I&amp;nbsp;haven't heard anything?&amp;quot; I reached in the basket and noticed my ringer had be turned off. &amp;quot;How-&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Yeah, I did that.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;We both looked at him. I&amp;nbsp;looked up at Yamashita-kun; his lips pressed hard together and his forehead tightened. I quickly spoke before he could, &amp;quot;Don't touch my things like that without permission.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yes ma'am. Well I'll leave you to it.&amp;quot; He threw up a peace sign behind him as he walked away.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;He's the one in your class, right?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;H-hai...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Well, he's seems difficult, ne?&amp;quot; He closed his eyes and gave a soft smile.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Right.&amp;quot; My heart felt lighter now that he was near me. I realised that I had only seen him at school every now and then. &amp;quot;I've missed you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Me too.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;So, how are you going to make it up to me?&amp;quot; I giggled.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Mmm...&amp;quot; He suddenly picked me up and spun me around. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We laughed together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hadn't realised that Kyou saw us. I hadn't realised his feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A/N: this is quite quite short. I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sorry for the delay once again, when I said I'd keep it quick...&lt;br /&gt;But I promise the next chapter will be longer. and hopefully quicker. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sorry if there are mistakes i didnt re-read! It's Spring Break! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chuuuu&amp;lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Chapter 14</title>
    <published>2009-03-10T03:22:50Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-10T03:22:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>keep the faith</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Ah~ so we don&amp;rsquo;t have any classes together&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; Yamashita-kun seemed disappointed, as was I. I poked him in the forehead and smiled, &amp;ldquo;Well don&amp;rsquo;t worry so much. At least we&amp;rsquo;re both here at the same times&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; &amp;lsquo;&lt;i style=""&gt;Right?&amp;rsquo;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Yeah that&amp;rsquo;s true. I&amp;rsquo;ll try walking you to each class.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Promise?&amp;rdquo; I stuck my pinky finger out.&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Promise.&amp;rdquo; He hooked his pinky with mine and we shook on it.&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Well let&amp;rsquo;s get going or we&amp;rsquo;ll be late!&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;As we arrived to the door of my class, those walking in kept staring. &lt;i style=""&gt;&amp;lsquo;I&amp;rsquo;ve got a feeling that people are going to ask questions&amp;hellip;&amp;rsquo;&lt;/i&gt; Yamashita-kun seemed to notice my worries. He poked my cheek then leaned in to whisper, &amp;ldquo;Don&amp;rsquo;t worry about them, okay?&amp;rdquo; My heart felt like it was going to explode. It looked like that the spectators were going to explode along with me. &amp;ldquo;Okay.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I entered class and felt a shiver go down my back as those already inside looked at me. I looked at the board and there didn&amp;rsquo;t seem to be any seating assignment, so I chose a seat by the windows. It was better to look outside than inside, where all my new classmates were. &lt;i style=""&gt;&amp;lsquo;I hope there won&amp;rsquo;t be any problems. I know I&amp;rsquo;ve got supporters, but I also know that there are some who don&amp;rsquo;t like me. I wonder if I&amp;rsquo;ll make any friends&amp;hellip; I hope I do. Rina can&amp;rsquo;t always make free time for me.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Ah~ I hope she&amp;rsquo;s having fun in Hawaii&amp;hellip; Pi said he likes going there&amp;hellip;he surfs&amp;hellip;I&amp;rsquo;d like to see him. I&amp;rsquo;ll probably have a heart attack&amp;hellip;&amp;rsquo;&lt;/i&gt; &amp;ldquo;Ah~ h-hai,&amp;rdquo; I asked as my attention got pulled to two girls standing in front of me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;I can&amp;rsquo;t believe we have the same class as you! Can we sit here?&amp;rdquo; I looked at both the girls and smiled, &amp;ldquo;Yeah, that&amp;rsquo;s fine.&amp;rdquo; The one who asked sat in front of me and her friend sat next horizontally to her.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;The girl who was excited to see me had dyed light brown hair with highlights in it. She was tall, tanned, and wore clothes that flattered her figure. The other girl seemed calmer and more quiet compared to her friend; almost like an opposite. She had short jet-black hair with a headband that matched her red glasses, light skin, about the same height as me, and loose fitting clothes. I have to admit, she looked comfortable. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;My name is Aikawa, Nina.&amp;rdquo; Nina then held her hand out to her quiet friend, &amp;ldquo;And this is Danji, Ai.&amp;rdquo; Ai bowed her head slightly to greet me. I did the same. &amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s good to meet you I&amp;rsquo;m-&amp;ldquo; &amp;ldquo;Shinta, Miya, right?&amp;rdquo; Nina laughed loudly. &lt;i style=""&gt;&amp;lsquo;This girl seems to like talking a lot.&amp;rsquo;&lt;/i&gt; I giggled.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Nina twisted around and spouted, &amp;ldquo;So I just wanted to say that I&amp;rsquo;m a complete supporter of YamaMi! You two are so cute together. And I&amp;rsquo;m so sorry about what happened this past summer. I think that girl tried to poison you!&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;No, no. It wasn&amp;rsquo;t like that. I just had an allergic reaction is all. But thank you for your support Aikawa-san.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;OH! Just call me Nina! Okay?&amp;rdquo; She patted my shoulder and laughed. I smiled lightly. I then looked at Danji-san. &amp;ldquo;Umm, what should I call you?&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;It doesn&amp;rsquo;t matter.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Then I&amp;rsquo;ll call you Ai-chan, okay?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Okay.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;lsquo;Whoa&amp;hellip;talk about a difference in personalities&amp;hellip;how are they friends? I&amp;rsquo;ve seen stranger things I suppose.&amp;rsquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; I shrugged in my mind and smiled. &amp;ldquo;I hope we can be good classmates.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Of course we can!&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;The teacher entered the class as the bell rang. &amp;ldquo;Good morning students!&amp;rdquo; The class said good morning back to their sensei. &amp;ldquo;This is English! So I expect by the end of this term to have a good conversation with you all.&amp;rdquo; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I smiled. &lt;em&gt;&amp;lsquo;This should be fun and easy. I was actually excited signing up for this class&amp;hellip;I need it in order to graduate. Hehe.&amp;rsquo;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Nina had her back against the windows, and turned to me to whisper (which I didn&amp;rsquo;t consider whispering), &amp;ldquo;Ah! You know English pretty well right? You&amp;rsquo;re from America!&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;I guess I&amp;rsquo;m just lucky.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;ll say&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; She smiled brightly. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;That class went by fast enough; we didn&amp;rsquo;t really do anything but introduce ourselves to each other. It was the first day of the new term after all. I stood up and gathered my things. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;So what class do you have next Miya?&amp;rdquo; Nina smiled as she asked her question.&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;I have economics on the third floor.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Ewww economics is hard. I took it last semester and I barely passed the class.&amp;rdquo; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;We got to the door and I turned to respond to her, &amp;ldquo;I think I&amp;rsquo;ll be okay. I did well in American Economics. I hoping it&amp;rsquo;ll be the same, but we&amp;rsquo;ll see. Right, Ai-chan?&amp;rdquo; I felt I had to include her into the conversation.&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;You should be alright.&amp;rdquo; She pushed her glasses up.&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Thanks for the confidence!&amp;rdquo; The I heard Nina gasp. &amp;ldquo;What&amp;rsquo;s wrong?&amp;rdquo; I followed her eyesight and saw Yamashita-kun standing across the hallway, leaning on the wall. &amp;lsquo;How the heck did he get here so fast?&amp;rsquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;re starting off good!&amp;rdquo; I laughed as I walked over to him. &amp;ldquo;Nina, Ai-chan I&amp;rsquo;ll see you later.&amp;rdquo; I looked back at them and waved.&lt;br /&gt; He got up from the wall and looked at the two girls then back to me. &amp;ldquo;Fans of yours?&amp;rdquo; He smiled sarcastically.&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Ha. Ha. No, they&amp;rsquo;re some classmates that sit next to me. They seem friendly enough. So shall we? I&amp;rsquo;ve got to go to the third floor.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Hai.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;As before, the students walking into my class stared at the two of us. It felt like we were the popular couple at school. I blushed at my childish thinking. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;What are you blushing for?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Oh, no reason.&amp;rdquo; I turned away so that he couldn&amp;rsquo;t see me grinning. I&amp;rsquo;m so dumb.&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;I get it, Hentai!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Eeh?!&amp;rdquo; He laughed at me.&amp;ldquo;Baka.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;There was no seating arrangement in this class either so I sat preferably around where I did in the last class. As I was walking there I saw Ai-chan.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Ai-chan?! Why didn&amp;rsquo;t you tell me we had the same class?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;This isn&amp;rsquo;t the only economics class&amp;hellip;I didn&amp;rsquo;t know.&amp;rdquo; She took off her glasses to clean them.&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Oh I guess you&amp;rsquo;re right. Sorry. But this is a nice surprise. Mind if I sit behind you?&amp;rdquo; I smiled.&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;No, it&amp;rsquo;s okay.&amp;rdquo; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I sat down behind her and felt a bit disappointed. &lt;i style=""&gt;&amp;lsquo;It seems she doesn&amp;rsquo;t talk a lot. I should try making conversation with her!&amp;rsquo; &lt;/i&gt;&amp;ldquo;So, how did you and Nina become friends? You two seem to have different personalities.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; She turned slightly to face me. &amp;ldquo;We went to the same high school.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;So like childhood friends?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;I wouldn&amp;rsquo;t call it that. I guess just good acquaintances.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Oh, I&amp;rsquo;m sorry for assuming.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s okay. Most people do.&amp;rdquo; I thought I had seen her smile, but maybe I made it up in my mind. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;lsquo;She seems nice enough, just doesn&amp;rsquo;t seem to be used to talking to others. I wonder if she&amp;rsquo;s an only child.&amp;rsquo; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Before I could continue my thoughts she started talking again.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Gomen ne sai~ I don&amp;rsquo;t mean to be rude.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Mm, it&amp;rsquo;s okay. You weren&amp;rsquo;t. I&amp;rsquo;m glad we&amp;rsquo;re in the same class again.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes were over and I waited outside by the main gate for Pi, but he didn't show up. &amp;quot;~Yamapi will always take care of Miya-chan~~because Yamapi likes Miya-chan the most! The-&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;fumbled around my purse and grabbed my phone as those passing by me gave me wierd looks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;quot;Ah~h-hello?&amp;quot; I felt very rushed.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I'm sorry, but I forgot to tell you that I was going to leave early today to go out to eat with some people from the drama.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Oh, well that's fine. Have fun.&amp;quot; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I looked and saw Ai-chan walking with Nina and some guy. Nina waved and ran over to me. &amp;quot;Miya!!&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;waved back, &amp;quot;Hey!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Who's that?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Oh remember those girls from earlier, it's them.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;quot;Miya, are you heading home now? We'll go together. Oh by the way, this is Ai's twin brother.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Twin?&amp;quot; There goes my theory that she's an only child. I&amp;nbsp;looked at the tall, thin guy in front of me. He had short black spiky hair and was light-skinned like his sister. You could tell they were related.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hey, my name's Danji, Kyou&amp;quot; His voice was lower than I was expecting it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hello.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Well, I've got to go. I'll call you later, okay?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I'll be waiting.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I hung up, with Nina about to explode in front of me. &amp;quot;That was him, wasn't it! Ooh how adorable!&amp;quot; She was squealing like a little kid in a candy store.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Nina, you're being loud again,&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;Ai-chan said as she pushed up her glass. &amp;quot;Well I need to get going, I've got work.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ai, you're being such a party pooper! That's fine. Miya, Kyou and I will have fun without you!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Be my guests. Bye.&amp;quot; She raised her hand then walked around the gate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;quot;How do you put up with her Kyou?&amp;quot; She stomped her foot and crossed her arms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Years of practice, I&amp;nbsp;suppose.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;I chuckled at his comment. I could see where he was coming from. You'd get used to being around her.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;It's not so funny....Well! Wanna go to karaoke?!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Actually, I can't I told my Mom I'd cook tonight since I've been busy with work lately.&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;put my hand up in front of my face to apologize. &lt;br /&gt;Kyou did the same, &amp;quot;Yeah I was out late last night and got caught so I'm being punished.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;quot;No fair!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;---------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Nina split from Kyou and I. She left making a bunch of noise of course.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;quot;So, how late were you that got you in trouble?&amp;quot; I looked up at the tall Kyou.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;No, that was a lie. She's a horrible singer.&amp;quot; He winked.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ehh?? That's not very nice...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Well I've known her as long as Ai, so I think it's okay.&amp;quot; He put his hands in his pockets and leaned down a bit to talk. &amp;quot;So, you're that Yamapi's girl, right? Nina was saying something about it...like bragging or something.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;His girl? Well yes, I'm his girlfriend.&amp;quot; I felt a little offended by the way he asked. But trying to make light of things, &amp;quot;So do you know NEWS?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ehh? No way. I don't like that pop crap. I prefere heavier things than that,&amp;quot; he scoffed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;quot;Well excuse me for asking Danji-san!&amp;quot; I started walking, or more like stomping, away.&lt;br /&gt;I heard him laugh at me and take quick steps to catch up. &amp;quot;Danji-san is my Old Man. Call me Kyou.&amp;quot; I didn't respond as I quickened the pace. He caught my arm and haulted me. &amp;quot;Hey, I'm sorry I offended you. I&amp;nbsp;tend to just speak my mind.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;turned so quick that my hair whipped around and I glared at him. &amp;quot;I don't care if you insult me or call me names, but don't insult Yamashita-kun or NEWS. They're close to me!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He looked at me in silence and let his grip loosen. I pulled my arm away from him and walked away. 'What a jerk.'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;---------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was two days later and I waved bye to Yamashita-kun as he left for his class. I entered and Nina was waiting for me, she seemed hyper like before. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;quot;Good morning!&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;sat down and smiled to her, &amp;quot;Good morning Nina. And good morning Ai-chan.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Morning...&amp;quot; She didn't look at me as she was busy reading a book.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The bell rang to signal the start of class, and Sensei entered as it rang. &amp;quot;Good morning class!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Good morning Sensei,&amp;quot; we all said in unison. But our attention went to the opening door.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;quot;No...way....&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Nina waved, &amp;quot;Kyou!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Sorry I'm late...&amp;quot; He looked over at Nina then noticed me staring. He smiled.&lt;br /&gt;Sensei put down her papers, &amp;quot;Well don't let it happen again. Please take a seat.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Sure.&amp;quot; He walked past her and took the empty seat right next to me, behind his sister.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;'This isn't going to be good....'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;He turned to me and gave me the peace sign, &amp;quot;Yo. I guess we'll be classmates.&amp;quot; He grinned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A/N: didn't check for mistakes, hope theres not alot.&lt;br /&gt;hope you enjoyed!!!&lt;br /&gt;he hehe heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chuuuu&amp;lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Chapter 13</title>
    <published>2009-03-08T20:06:07Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-08T20:06:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>NEWS!!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;My eyelids felt very heavy as I tried to open them. They kept shutting without my permission. After a minute or so I finally mangaged to open them wide. I looked around and saw no one; only a TV secured to the corner or the room, a table with about a dozen colorful flowers on it, and a couple of chairs. I pushed myself up into a sitting position. At first I&amp;nbsp;could see more flowers on the flower, but my attention got pulled to my hands. I looked down to see IVs stuck through them. I&amp;nbsp;moved my hands to my chest and felt the cloth covering me up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Where am I? A hospital?'&lt;/em&gt; I&amp;nbsp;tried to speak but my throat was so dry all I could manage was a scratchy whisper. &amp;quot;M-mom....?&amp;quot; I lifted the blankets and tried moving my legs to the side of the&amp;nbsp; bed to stand but stopped as I heard the door slide open. My Mom came rushing in, &amp;quot;What are you doing?! Lay back down!&amp;quot; She pushed me down gently and covered me up with the blankets. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;W-why?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Here honey, drink some water....&amp;quot; She went to the side table beside my bed and handed me a bottle of water. I&amp;nbsp;drank the warm water to cool my throat. I drank the whole bottle in one go. My Mom smiled gently when I handed her the empty bottle. &amp;quot;You've been here at the hospitol for a day. It's actually past Midnight right now.&amp;quot; She said as she looked down at her watch. As she did I got a good look at her. I looked like she hadn't had any sleep for the whole day....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Mom, what happened to me?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You had a reaction to that cookie you ate.&amp;quot; Before I could start talking again she stopped me. &amp;quot;Rina told me. She said, 'Tell her to text me as soon as she can!' She's so pleasant, that girl is. Anyways, they had to pump your stomach to get it all out. While you were sleeping they put you on drip and have been keeping you hydrated through the IV.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;How much is it going to cost...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Don't even think about it. I also called your father. He said he would take care of it. He wants you to call him as well.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Where's Yamashita-kun? I&amp;nbsp;need to apologize to him...&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;felt myself starting to cry. My Mom sat down on the bed and pulled me into her arms. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;He's been the most worried about you. Oh~ my baby, this isn't your fault. Okay? Do you understand me?&amp;quot; She pulled away and lifted my head to have me look her in the eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I understand Mama...&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Come on, go back to sleep...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;No Mama, I want to go home.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;The doctor did say that you could be discharged whenever you woke up...&amp;quot; It sounded like she was talking to herself rather than to me. &amp;quot;I'll go get him and a nurse. I'll be right back baby.&amp;quot; She smiled and left, sliding the door shut behind her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I took a deep breath in and looked around the room again. I had about over 50 flowers in the room. I wanted to go over to where they were to smell them... &lt;em&gt;'So..I had a reaction? It wasn't like, poisoned....was it?' &lt;/em&gt;I suddenly started having a little panic attack. But thankfully I&amp;nbsp;wasn't left alone for long. The doctor came in with a big smile, &amp;quot;So you decide to wake up in the middle of the night!&amp;quot; He laughed at my sad expression. &amp;quot;I'm sorry, that was a bad joke. But we've got to keep our humor about us, right?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The nurse came to me and smiled, &amp;quot;Don't mind him. Now this may feel a bit funny.&amp;quot; She took out the IVs. It sent shivers down my body. But she covered it up with small gauze and put bandaids to replace the IVs. She stepped aside and the doctor came to check on me. He widened my eyes and flashed a light in them, checked my pulse, and looked down my throat. &amp;quot;Well it seems you've had a full recovery. Congratulations, you can be discharged now.&amp;quot; He walked over to the end of the bed and picked up my charts to sign. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Before he left he looked at the flowers, &amp;quot;It seems you've got fans. Good luck.&amp;quot; He left with a smile, followed by the nice young nurse.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Well let me help you with your clothes and we can leave!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What about my flowers?&amp;quot; I didn't want to leave them, not even for a second.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Well we can take some with us, and I&amp;nbsp;can get the rest tomorrow morning. Is that okay?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yeah.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;She left my side to pick up the flowers that were on the table, &amp;quot;You'll want to take these ones.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I&amp;nbsp;looked down and I smiled as I saw the card. It had different handwrittings on it. &amp;quot;Get better soon! ~Massu. Call us when you get released! We'll have to have a party! ~Koyama. Yamashita won't shut up about you, please get better for his sake. I'll watch over him for you ~Ryo. Ryo may seem mad, but he's worried too. ~Shige. MIYA-CHAN!! Drink plenty of fluids! And when you get out, I'll take you out to eat! Anywhere you want. =) ~Tegoshi-kun!&amp;quot; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I bit my lip at the last one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I'm sorry I couldn't protect you.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I miss you.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ~Your boyfriend, Yamashita.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I&amp;nbsp;hugged the flowers tightly all the way home. As we entered our apartment my Mother&amp;nbsp; put the other flowers on the table and got me a glass of water. &amp;quot;Mom, stop. I'm sure you haven't had proper sleep, so go to bed. I'll have some water then I'll head to bed.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I'm sorry baby.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Mama, thank you.&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;bowed to her, then gave her a tight hug. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She closed her door room and I stood in our small living room. I stood there for a second before I pulled out my phone and went to my room. I had to hear his voice. As the phone rang I&amp;nbsp;felt nervous. &lt;em&gt;'He might be mad....He'll probably be asleep.....' &lt;/em&gt;I was about to hang up but he answered.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Hello! Miya?&amp;quot; He sounded surprised, happy, and worried all at once.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;H-hai...I'm...I'm sorry, but can I...I want to see you!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Okay, I'm coming.&amp;quot; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I&amp;nbsp;hung up and clutched the phone tightly to my chest. I was so happy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;----------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I waited on the stairs that led to our apartment. Soon, I&amp;nbsp;saw him park on the other side of the street. He ran to me and quickly held me in his arms. His scent surrounded me, making it feel like we've been apart for such a long time. I grabbed the back of his shirt as he squeezed my lower back. I&amp;nbsp;could feel his face burried in my neck. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I'm...I'm s-so sorry I&amp;nbsp;missed the rest..... of your concert...and calling you...it's so late...I--&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Baka.&amp;quot; I could feel his lips move on my neck. &amp;quot;None of that matters. I'll always come for you when you call.&amp;quot; He breathed heavily and squeezed tighter.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the long embrace we sat on the stairs and talked. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;So what happened exactly? I just remember Rina talking...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Well, the staff member who took the mic from you noticed that you didn't look well. So she kept an eye on you. As you fell she called over some more staff members. They grabbed you and ran you out of the stadium, followed by my sister.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What about the fans?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;It was dark in there, so Only those who were around you saw what happened.&amp;quot; He took a deep breath then released it. &amp;quot;I looked up and suddenly I couldn't see you. Soon, someone spoke in my ear saying that you fell and that they were taking you to the hospitol.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He raised his legs so he could put his arms on them and cover his face. &amp;quot;I wanted to run after you...for a split second I didn't care about the concert....but..I stayed. I'm sorry.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You shouldn't say your sorry.&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;clasped my hands together and smiled. &amp;quot;You've got priority to your agency, to NEWS and to your fans. I'm glad you didn't leave. I understand, so don't feel bad about it, Okay?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He turned towards me and as he was about to say something my stomach growled. I&amp;nbsp;quickly looked down at my stomach and grabbed it. I nervously laughed, &amp;quot;I guess I'm pretty hungry...&amp;quot; He laughed at me. &amp;quot;Want to come inside?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I walked to the kitchen, opened the rice pot and started to make some riceballs. &amp;quot;Do you want any?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;He sat against the wall, &amp;quot;No thanks. I see you got our flowers.&amp;quot; He reached out and touched one of the flowers&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Mm! I've got to thank the other guys. It made me happy.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I&amp;nbsp;sat next to him, turned on the TV and started eating. It was nice that we could watch TV together. The day's news was replaying, seeing it was late in the night. &amp;quot;It was reported that Shinta, Miya, the young woman dating Yamapi, is getting more and more news as she had passed out at the NEWS' first concert of their concert tour. We talked to the doctor who treated her and this is what he had to say.&amp;quot; The screen changed to show the doctor that had discharged me. &amp;quot;At the present time Miss Shinta is in good health. It seems that she had an alergic reaction to something she ate, but She is recovering quickly.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;So..the press was all over it...&amp;quot; Before I could make any more comments the screen changed back to the woman news anchor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;We also talked to some fans returning home from the concert.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;It cut to different fans. &amp;quot;She got hurt? Really? Well get better!&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Get well soon!&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Get better!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I finished my food and smiled. &amp;quot;Hehe I have supporters.&amp;quot; I looked at Yamashita-kun and saw that he was looking at me. I quickly looked away and blushed. &amp;quot;Umm.. ah!&amp;quot; I let out a small gasp as he pulled me in between his legs and onto his chest. He chuckled, &amp;quot;At this rate, you'll have more fans than me.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Never! I'm not as good looking, and don't have the sex appeal like you do.&amp;quot; We laughed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As his laughed slowed to a stop I put my head on his chest and could hear his heart beat. It was so soothing and calm. It felt like it was singing to me. My eyes got heavy as I soon fell asleep. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He looked down and could hear my quite breathing. &amp;quot;How can you just fall asleep on me? Ah~ so embarrassing...&amp;quot; Yamashita-kun breathed in through his teeth and picked me up princess style. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-----------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I woke up to a bright sun in my face. I blinked a few times then squirmed around under my blankets. I sat up slowly and pushed my tangled hair out of my face. &amp;quot;Ya-yamashita-kun?&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;looked around, and of course he wasn't there. But a note by my cell phone caught my eyes. I reached over to my desk to grab the paper.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I read what was on the paper, &amp;quot;Wake up sleepy head! =) No matter how much I wanted to, I'm sorry I couldn't be there when you woke up. So to make up for it, I left you some presents. 1. Open your phone to look at your pictures and 2. Send me a mail. I'll call you once I get it. ~Yamashita-kun&amp;quot; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I opened my phone and clicked over to my pictures. I started laughing as I saw the new editions. There was one where he closed his eyes, smiled and poked his cheek. Another one with a thumbs up, one with a peace sign, the cutest one of him-he had puckered his lips to the camera. I suddenly stopped giggling as I clicked to the next picture. In the picture, he leaned over me and was kissing me. I&amp;nbsp;covered my face as I blushed. I quickly looked at it again then blushed some more. I placed my hand on my lips, &amp;quot;I don't remember that!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I looked back at his note, &amp;quot;Send me a text message...Okay...&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;left the screen of pictures and clicked over to send him a text message. &amp;gt; You're so embarrassing! &amp;gt;///&amp;lt; Remind me to take pictures with your phone ^o^ &amp;lt; &amp;quot;Send! ....so embarrassing...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I stood up and decided to get out of my clothes. I had been wearing them all night. I walked over to my dresser and pulled out some baggy shorts and a tank top. After I was in much more comfortable clothes I opened my closet door then walked into my bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth. I looked into the mirror as I brushed the knots out of my hair. &amp;quot;I need to eat after this. I'm starving!&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;stopped half way of brushing my hair as I heard my phone ringing with an unfamiliar ring tone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;~Yamapi will always take care of Miya-chan~~ because Yamapi likes Miya-chan the most! The most!! Ahh~ this is embarrassing...~~ Yamapi will always take care of Miya-chan...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I couldn't stop the big smile that formed. I answered happily. &amp;quot;Hello?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ah~good morning...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Mmm, Thank you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Your welcome.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I soon heard Tegoshi in the background. &amp;quot;Let me talk to her! I&amp;nbsp;need to ask her something!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Go away!&amp;quot; I heard Yamashita-kun say. &amp;quot;Massuuu! Help me! AHh~ Massu Massu!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I stayed on the line, happily listening to them on the other side. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After about 10 minutes I hung up with Yamashita-kun, because he said that I need to eat. Even though I knew I need to I put up a fight. But what can you do? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I quickly finished brushing my hair, then dialed my dad's number and waited for him to answer as I looked around in the fridge. &lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;Ah, hello? Daddy?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Miya! I'm happy you called me. Are you okay? What did the doctor say? Is it bad?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Calm down, calm down! I'm fine. The doctor said that I had an alergic attack to some food I ate. That's all.&amp;quot; &lt;/strong&gt;I took out some eggs and veggies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;Are you eating now?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yes, I'm gonna cook some breakfast now.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;Okay well I told your Mom that I&amp;nbsp;was going to pay the hospitol bill, so you two don't need to worry about that.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Dad...thank you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;Don't thank me sweety. I'm still your parent too, aren't I? If anything else happens let me know.&amp;quot; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I heard his other phone ringing.&lt;strong&gt; &amp;quot;I'll let you go. I'm sure that's a client looking to have dinner.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ah, you know me too well. I love you, and get some rest.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Love you too.&amp;quot;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As I hung up my Mom's room door opened.&lt;strong&gt; &amp;quot;Good morning sleepy bear! Did you sleep well? What about work?&amp;quot; &lt;/strong&gt;Whenever I get done talking to my Dad I seem to stay talking English for a bit. My mom scratched her head as she walked to me and put her hand on my forehead. &amp;quot;I&amp;nbsp;took today off. Are you feeling okay?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;Yeah Mama, I'm fine. Just hungry.&amp;quot;&lt;/strong&gt; I smiled as I started cutting up the veggies. She pushed me aside and started cutting. &amp;quot;I'll cook Okay? You still need to take&amp;nbsp; it easy. But I know you'll feel restless so You can start a load of laundry.&amp;quot; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I laughed, she knew me well. I grabbed my phone again and started mailing Rina. &amp;gt; Hey Rina! I'm sorry for causing so much trouble, thanks of course. I'm better now d ^_&amp;lt; I hope your plane ride was good. ^o^b Call me when you get back, okay? &amp;lt; &amp;quot;Send!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The rest of vacation was perfect. I'll never forget this first summer with Yamashita-kun. I was able to watch a whole concert without problems. I&amp;nbsp;had lots of dinners with him and NEWS, and those two guys from KAT-TUN, Kamenashi-kun and Jin-kun. I also got to go back to the beach with Yamashita-kun! And he finally managed to teach me how to ride a bike!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now it's time to start another semester of university.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I hope I can have another calss with him!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A/N: Wow! Yay! I hope you enjoyed! &lt;br /&gt;And I have to say my favorite part when I was writing was Shige's comment &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ryo may seem mad, but he's worried too.&amp;quot; Ahahahah! Ryo ryo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look foward to the next chapter, She'll be starting school again!&lt;br /&gt;Will she make more friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuu&amp;lt;333 &amp;gt;///&amp;lt;b&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Chapter Twelve</title>
    <published>2009-03-07T23:57:26Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-07T23:57:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Why by NEWS</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's been almost a month now since Yamashita-kun and I have been dating. I've gotten a lot closer to him and to the other NEWS members. I&amp;nbsp;finally met Tegoshi-kun and Masuda-kun. Of course Tegoshi-kun and I are are good friends now; he's easy to be around and we have the same light-hearted personalitly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Even though I&amp;nbsp;have good relationships with his friends, there is still some distance between Yamashita-kun and I. We've only ever kissed once, that one time in the rain, but since then, nothing. Just holding hands.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;'What should I do? Should I make the move? MAKE&amp;nbsp;THE&amp;nbsp;MOVE?! I&amp;nbsp;sound creepy!'&lt;/em&gt; &amp;quot;Ugh...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What's wrong? You've been acting weird this whole time Miya-chan!&amp;quot; Rina patted me hard on the back then took a sip of her soda. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Nothing, I'm just...I don't know what to do with your brother...&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;hung my head down in defeat. &amp;quot;I find myself going at his pace. And it's not a bad thing! But...I don't know, I&amp;nbsp;feel...like I'm the only one feeling this way.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You need some serious shopping to clear your head.&amp;quot; She laughed as I&amp;nbsp;looked at her with a Please-Take-This-Seriously Face. &amp;quot;Okay, okay. Well I think you should be honest with him, because I'm pretty sure he's thinking the same thing. He probably doesn't want you to feel uncomfortable.&amp;quot; Sip, sip.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Why would I feel uncomfortable?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I don't know, but you said it yourself. My brother is very mindful of those around him, like his friends and family. It's probably worse with you because you're dating.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;I looked away from her to look down again. &amp;quot;Dating...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;He hasn't called you his girlfriend yet?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Nope.&amp;quot; I sighed deeply&amp;nbsp; then lifted my head with energy. &amp;quot;I'll talk to him! Besides, there are two people in a relationship! And! I'm lucky enough to be dating the man of every girl's dreams! HA!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You're freaking me out....and the people.&amp;quot; She grabed my arm and dragged me away from the people staring at us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-----------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;NEWS was downtown at the agency getting ready for their upcoming tour.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Yamashita, why are you so quite today?&amp;quot; Shige sat down next to Yamapi and stretched out his legs.&lt;br /&gt;Tegoshi sat back on a table loudly responding for Yamapi, &amp;quot;He's having problems with Miya-chan!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Tegoshi, shut up,&amp;quot; Ryo said as he entered the room and sat down on the other side on Yamapi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yamapi slouched on the couch and laid his head back, &amp;quot;I don't know what to do with Miya...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Koyama was the last one to enter. He looked around and saw his members gathered together. &amp;quot;What's going on?&amp;quot; He sat down by Massu who was across from Shige, Yamapi and Ryo. &lt;br /&gt;Shige looked to Koyama and answered, &amp;quot;Yamashita is having problems.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Having a girlfriend right now seems troublesome...&amp;quot; Massu replied as he drank some water.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yamapi sat up, &amp;quot;It's just that we've been dating for a month, and I can't seem to look her in the eye for more than 10 seconds. And all I can seem to do is hold her hand.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Koyama laughed a bit, &amp;quot;Sounds like you're embarrassed to be with her...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Yamapi immidiately waved his hand back and forth, &amp;quot;No, that's not it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Just kiss her.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All the members looked at Ryo and started laughing lightly. &lt;br /&gt;Yamapi hit Ryo's head, &amp;quot;It's not that easy.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A manager came in knocking on the wall and started talking, &amp;quot;Okay guys we're ready now.&amp;quot; He left as the members started standing up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Ah~&amp;quot; Yamapi stretched as he stood.&lt;br /&gt;Tegoshi suddenly had a great idea as he hoped off the table, &amp;quot;Tomo-chan! Why don't you give her a ticket to our upcoming concert. That will make her happy, right? She was telling me the other day that she's been listening to more of our songs....&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Koyama put his arm around Yamapi's shoulders as he looked at Tegoshi, &amp;quot;You've impressed me once again Tego-nyan.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The others left the room laughing as Yamapi was left alone with Ryo behind him. &amp;quot;Have her at our concert?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;Ryo patted his close friend on the back, &amp;quot;You've told me once that if you got a girlfriend you would want her to watch you sing live, right? Miya-chan will go if you ask her to.&amp;quot; He smiled then left the room.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;That's embarrassing!&amp;quot; Yamapi squealed in his high Akira voice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;----------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Do it again!&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;laughed.&lt;br /&gt;Yamashita-kun stood back again, &amp;quot;Nobuta Power, Chunyuu!&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;clapped as he sat back down, &lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;Bravo!&amp;quot;&lt;/strong&gt; I giggled. &amp;quot;How many times did you have to do that? Oh! And Kon kon?&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;He put his fingers together, &amp;quot;Kon! Ah~ It's been forever since I did that.&amp;quot; He started laughing at himself. &amp;quot;I probably did it over 100 times.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Maki-chan seems friendly...&amp;quot; I leaned against the wall and looked up the ceiling. &amp;quot;I'd like to meet her I&amp;nbsp;think.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I think you two would get along.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We looked at each other in silence. But he looked away from me and started drinking some water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'He avoided looking at me for a long time again...' &lt;/em&gt;I&amp;nbsp;could feel my spirits falling. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;M-miya-chan...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Mmm?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Will you come watch a concert of singing and me?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;I streteched out my legs and looked at him curiously, &amp;quot;What?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;He shook his head a bit, &amp;quot;I meant, Will you come watch me sing at our concert?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He looked nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Of course!&amp;quot; As soon as I gave him my answer he let our a relieved sigh. I laughed at his apparent stress. &amp;quot;You didn't need to be so nervous...I'd go anywhere with you, if you asked me too.&amp;quot; I caught him looking at me and I quickly looked away to hide my blush. &lt;em&gt;'How could I say something so embarrassing!' &lt;/em&gt;&amp;quot;What I ment was..you know, if you asked me to...I...&amp;quot; I slowly stopped talking as he came near me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Can I...kiss you?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I couldn't take my eyes off of his close dark ones. I nodded sightly and closed my eyes as his face came closer and closer to mine. I&amp;nbsp;heard him put his arm above my head against the wall. He leaned down and put his lips on mine softly. I could tell he was cautious with the kiss. Rina was right...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I lifted myself to make the kiss deeper, but as soon as I did he pulled away. &amp;quot;I'm..I'm sorry!&amp;quot; I brought the back of my hand to my lips and started blinking a lot. &lt;br /&gt;He sat in front of me and looked at me. &amp;quot;I'm sorry I've been so distant from you.&amp;quot; He tilted his head to look at the floor. &amp;quot;Before, when we weren't dating, I wasn't nervous or shy to be around you. But now that we are dating, I feel so conscious of you...I don't want to hurt you in any way. Plus, everyone knows we're together, and I don't want them to interfere...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;nbsp;feel relieved.&amp;quot; I started chuckling to myself. &amp;quot;I was so worried...&amp;quot; A few tears fell and I quickly wiped them away. I looked him in the eyes, &amp;quot;Yamashita-kun I&amp;nbsp;feel safe with you. I have fun with you. You don't have to worry about those things.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He smiled and my heart melted warmly. I&amp;nbsp;was really lucky.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;---------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;This is weird...&amp;quot; Rina looked up at the building the concert was going to be held in and then looked down at her ticket. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;He gave me two tickets, and my mom couldn't go because of work, and you're the only real girl friend I have.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Miya-chan, I'm going to go see my brother's concert where a bunch of girls are fanning over him. I&amp;nbsp;think it's gross.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What about me!? I'm dating him, and I have to put up with the same thing...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Okay you win. So let's head inside already.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As we entered the large building there were tons and tons of girls, ranging from little girls to old women! I&amp;nbsp;saw a stand selling merchandise and I decided to buy something. I&amp;nbsp;dragged Rina with me and we waited in line. As we waited some of the girls kept looking at us. I leaned closer to Rina and whispered, &amp;quot;You think they recognise us?&amp;quot; &amp;quot;You more so than me, I bet.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was finally my turn. I bought a Yamapi Fan a NEWS t-shirt, and a glow stick. I paid then giggled as Rina made a face. We soon found our seats. We sat right where the stage split into different directions; one of the best seats. But what do you expect when your boyfriend is in the band....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Ah, I'm getting excited.&amp;quot; I smiled and clapped a bit as we waited for the show to start.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;After this I've got to go back home and start packing....&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;I turned to her with curiosity, &amp;quot;Why? Modeling?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yeah, my flight will be leaving tomorrow morning.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Well I'm glad you came with me today.&amp;quot; I smiled as she put an arm around my shoulder. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Anything for my big brother's girlfriend.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then, I&amp;nbsp;got a tap on my shoulder from behind. I&amp;nbsp;looked back and saw a few girls with questionable looks. &amp;quot;Ano.... are you Shinta, Miya?&amp;quot; My eyes opened wider and then I&amp;nbsp;smiled. &amp;quot;Yes that's me.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I told you so,&amp;quot; the girl said to her friend. &amp;quot;Umm, can I&amp;nbsp;have your autograph? And....R-Rina's too!&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;M-me?! Really?&amp;quot; She nodded her head and gave me a notepad to write on. I&amp;nbsp;took out a pen and signed my name. &amp;quot;Ah~ here you go.&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;then gave the notepad to Rina who happily signed it. The girls sat back in their seats and we could hear them talking happily.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another group of girls smiled and talked to me, &amp;quot;Here, have my card and want a cookie? Here.&amp;quot; She held it out.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Oh thanks!&amp;quot; I took the cookie and started eating it so she wouldn't think I&amp;nbsp;was being rude if I didn't eat it then.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I&amp;nbsp;looked at Rina and she gave me the peace sign. As she did the lights went down and soon the stadium was packed with loud screams.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;---------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was in the middle of the concert and a couple of guys, who I didn't know, started riding on one of the carts with Yamapi and Koyama. I leaned in to Rina, &amp;quot;Who are they?&amp;quot; She looked at me with a shocked face. &amp;quot;I&amp;nbsp;forget your from the States sometimes. That's Kamenashi Kazuya with Koyama, and Jin Akanishi with my brother. Their from another popular band called KAT-TUN&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;KAT-TUN? Wow!&amp;quot; &lt;em&gt;'So bands go to other bands concerts....'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;We would like to introduce our guests. From KAT-TUN, Kameanshi-kun and Jin-kun!&amp;quot; Koyama said with a loud voice in his mic. The crowd went wild as the two guys bowed on the main stage. The other members of NEWS gathered by them on the main stage. I looked straight down and could see them all pretty well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;NEWS!&amp;quot; Jin yelled, and the crowed yelled back. He laughed.&lt;br /&gt;Koyama smiled, &amp;quot;Thanks for coming to see our show!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Kame held the mic close to his mouth and put his other hand in his back pocket, &amp;quot;Yeah, it's great!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There was a pause where no one said anything. The crowd laughed. Yamapi started talking, &amp;quot;You should be happy, You two are our first guests of the tour.&amp;quot; The crowd clapped and cheered.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ah~ You'll have to come to our concert some time.&amp;quot; Jin said as he stood to stand next to his&amp;nbsp; best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ah~ Hai, hai.&amp;quot; Yamapi smiled.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Oh!&amp;quot; Kame suddenly put his hand out.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What, what?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yampai, You've got to tell me about your new girlfriend.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The crowd had a mix reaction. Some cheered and some stayed silent. I suddenly felt very cautious and worried. Rina saw my reaction to the audience and she grabbed my hand. &amp;quot;Don't worry about them, okay?&amp;quot; Her smile helped me calm down. I&amp;nbsp;squeezed her hand.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Ehhh? What about her?&amp;quot; Yamapi took a step back.&lt;br /&gt;Jin was excited, &amp;quot;Yeah, yeah! You guys have seen her, right?&amp;quot; He looked at the other members of NEWS.&lt;br /&gt;Massu held the mic up, &amp;quot;I've only seen her a few times.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Tegoshi smiled, &amp;quot;Yeah, Miya-chan's funny.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Yamapi moved his hair out of his face, &amp;quot;She's actually here right now.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Ehhh?&amp;quot; Kame and Jin said in unison. &amp;quot;Where?&amp;quot; They started looking into the crowd.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I immidately started to blush. &lt;br /&gt;Koyama started talking again, &amp;quot;Miya-chan! Ah~ where is she?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A light pointed towards me and I could feel a lot of eyes on me. &lt;br /&gt;Tegoshi laughed, &amp;quot;There she is! Miya-chan!!&amp;quot; He started waving to me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I lightly waved back to Tegoshi. &amp;quot;Rina! What am I suppose to do?&amp;quot; She laughed, &amp;quot;I don't know!&amp;quot; We looked up and noticed that I was on the big monitors around the stadium. I&amp;nbsp;brought my hand to my face then waved. A staff member was suddenly handing me a mic. I grabbed it and started shaking. &lt;em&gt;'What am I suppose to do with this! No one wants to hear me talk!'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Ah~ hello.&amp;quot; I bowed.&lt;br /&gt;Koyama and Kame laughed. &amp;quot;Kawaii ne~&amp;quot; Kame pointed, &amp;quot;Look she's got his fan!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;I was embarrassed, but still managed to smile and hold it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jin was suddenly walking towards me but stopped half way. &amp;quot;I'm Yamapi's best friend. Hello.&amp;quot; Kame ran up behind him and hit him in the head.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Baka~!&amp;quot; Everyone was laughing. &amp;quot;Ah~ so where are you from?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Was he talking to me?'&lt;/em&gt; &amp;quot;E-Eh? Me?&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;pointed to myself. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hai,&amp;quot; Kame said laughing lightly&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;America.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Jin was suddenly excited, &amp;quot;Really? &lt;strong&gt;Can you speak English?&amp;quot;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;Yes, I can.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Wow. I went to L.A. to study abroad so I&amp;nbsp;can too.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;L.A.? That must have been fun. You speak very good English.&amp;quot;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yamapi was running up to Jin, &amp;quot;Oi! What's this?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Ryo&amp;nbsp; walked where Yamapi, Kame and Jin were and pointed towards me. He said in a sarcastic tone, &amp;quot;Oi, She's not apart of NEWS! Talk to us!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Shige was laughing, &amp;quot;Nishikido-kun is getting mad!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I smiled then bowed to them. I handed the mic back to the staff member. The staff member smiled and left. I blinked a little and I felt a bit dizzy as the hot lights stayed on me.The four of them walked back to the main stage.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;So, will you guys be staying for the rest of the concert,&amp;quot; Asked Koyama.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ah~ hai,&amp;quot; Kame said as he nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;NEWS! Yeah!&amp;quot; Jin yelled and threw his fist in the air. The crowd yelled back. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Near the end, we'll bring you&amp;nbsp; back up. Is that okay?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Jin and Kame both nodded, &amp;quot;Hai.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Everyone, that was Kamenashi-kun and Jin-kun! Thank you for coming up!&amp;quot; The audience cheered loudly as two members of KAT-TUN bowed and left the stage.&lt;br /&gt;Massu sighed happily, &amp;quot;You know sometimes it's difficult when the staff asks you to appear during the MC at concerts.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;Shige turned to Massu and agreed, &amp;quot;Ah hai hai. We don't know what to talk about, right?&amp;quot; He laughed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Koyama spoke happily, &amp;quot;Well this time we'll be communicating with the audience.&amp;quot; He was handed a big box. &amp;quot;In here are all the seats in the stadium. We'll pull out a few, and whoever is picked can ask us a question or ask us to do something. Here we go!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As they were picking I turned towards Rina. &amp;quot;Rina is my face red? I don't feel good...&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;She was caught off gaurd by my question. She turned towards me and put her hand on my forehead. &amp;quot;Eh, you're a bit hot....Here drink some.&amp;quot; She handed me some water and brushed my hair out of my face.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Her hands felt cold against my face. Even the warm water felt good going down my throat. Why was I&amp;nbsp;suddenly feeling sick?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The crowd around me started cheering as the girl got picked.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Koyama looked at the girl, &amp;quot;So who do you like? You can ask him to do anything.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ah~ I like Yamapi!&amp;quot; She squealed.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Eh? Really? Thanks.&amp;quot; Yamapi said lightly. He glanced quickly to me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Even though I wasn't looking, I could feel people looking at me and then to Yamapi. Going back and forth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Is there something you wanted to ask me?&amp;quot; He rubbed his nose nervously.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Can you blow me a kiss?!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rina looked at me, as a bunch of other people did. &amp;quot;Miya-chan don't worry about it...Miya-chan? Eh, Miya?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;It felt like I was suddenly falling backwards.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;'This...isn't good...I'll miss...the show....'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I closed my eyes and could faintly hear Rina call out my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A/N: what happened to her!!!!???&lt;br /&gt;I'm evil aren't I. Gomen ne~ BUT look foward to the next chapter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuu&amp;lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Chapter Eleven</title>
    <published>2009-03-06T06:19:09Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Eehh?&amp;quot; Yamapi stood up and walked back towards the back stage as the audiance cheered him on. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hamada-san put his hand on his knees and turned to the other members, &amp;quot;None of you seemed surprised like the rest of us fools.&amp;quot; He chuckled.&lt;br /&gt;Koyama put the mic up to speak, &amp;quot;Acutally we had dinner with her a couple of days ago.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was in sync, &amp;quot;Eehhhhh??&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tegoshi waved his hand back and forth from his face, &amp;quot;Me and Massu haven't met her. We weren't invited.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Matusumoto-san leaned foward, &amp;quot;TEGOSHIII!! Why are you getting jealous!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Tegoshi laughed with his mouth wide opened and held his stomach. He was joined by everyone else. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;So what do you think of her, the three of you.&amp;quot; Hamada-san crossed his arms.&lt;br /&gt;Ryo put his left hand on his leg and leaned on it, &amp;quot;She speaks good Japanese!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hai, I was surprised too!&amp;quot; Koyama pointed to Ryo.&lt;br /&gt;Hamada-san was interested, &amp;quot;She's a foreigner?!'&lt;br /&gt;They all kinda started talking at once, but Shige won, &amp;quot;She's half. Half, with very light skin.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Eehhh....&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The audience started cheering again as Yamapi showed back up with phone in hand. He sat back down and lifted the phone close to his face, &amp;quot;Embarrassing~&amp;quot; The girls went crazy at his cute side. &amp;quot;Am I really going to call her?&amp;quot; One of the staff came up to stage and put a device on the phone so that the conversation could be broadcasted around the studio. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Matsumoto-san barked, &amp;quot;Don't be a baby.&amp;quot; Hamada-san hit the back of his head.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He opened his phone and clicked over.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bzzzt Bzzt Bzzt&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I reached in my pocket on my apron and clicked it off as I saw the old man, our customer, give me a look. &amp;quot;Eh, I'm sorry about that.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;She didn't answer.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ehhh? Why not?&amp;quot; Matsumoto-san was more upset than he needed to be. The audience and guests laughed. Yamapi nodded his head a bit as he lightly smiled. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Suddenly he looked down, &amp;quot;She's calling back!&amp;quot; He was nervous.&lt;br /&gt;Hamada-san gestered to the phone, &amp;quot;Answer it obviously!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ah~ so embarrassing.&amp;quot; He picked up the phone and rubbed his nose. &amp;quot;H-hello?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Hello. I'm sorry for not picking up. I was with a customer.&amp;quot; The audience and guests were in an 'awe' as they were the first ones to hear what I sounded like. &lt;br /&gt;Hamada-san yelled again, &amp;quot;You called her at work!!? YAMAPIII!&amp;quot; He hit Yamapi's head lightly. Everyone laughed.&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;was very confused as I could hear multiple people, &amp;quot;H-hai?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Yamashita-kun cleared his throat and started talking to me, &amp;quot;Ah~ I'm on Hey! hey! Hey! and you're on speaker.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;E-eehh? Speaker?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;People laughed at my sincerity.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Introduce yourself.&amp;quot; Yamapi kept rubbing his nose.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ah~ Hello, I'm Shinta, Miya. I'm please to meet you.&amp;quot; I suddenly had my hand on my chest trying to calm myself down.&lt;br /&gt;Hamada-san started talking to me, &amp;quot;Miya-san! Can you introduce yourself in English?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;H-hai. &lt;strong&gt;Hi. My name is Miya Shinta. I hope to get along with everyone.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;quot; I heard people 'Oo-ing' and clapping.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;This is Hamada, do you know our show?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hai. You hit people.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I could hear tons of laughter. Hamada-san and Matsumoto-san were falling back on their couch laughing hard; turning red. I could point out Pi's laughter out of it all. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Ah~ what a funny girl,&amp;quot; Matsumoto-san commented as everyone was calming down. &amp;quot;So you've already met some of NEWS?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hai. Koyama-kun, Nishikido-kun, and Kato-san.&amp;quot; I heard the three of them say hello. &amp;quot;Hello.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ehh, why did you give Shige 'San'?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Eh..&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;thought for a moment then answered, &amp;quot;He seems older than everyone else.&amp;quot; I backed from the phone as I heard loud laughter once again. I&amp;nbsp;pointed out a truth that I didn't even know was so funny. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hamada-san patted Yamapi's shoulder, &amp;quot;Where did you find her? So Miya-san!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;H-hai!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What do you like most about Yamapi?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Yamapi was waving his hand, &amp;quot;Ehh? Why are you asking embarrassing questions??&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Mmm...&amp;quot; &lt;em&gt;'I like everything about him...' &lt;/em&gt;&amp;quot;He's very considerate towards others. He takes good care of his family and friends.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Ehh...&amp;quot; Everyone seemed to nod their head in agreement. &lt;/p&gt;&amp;quot;Well it was good talking you Miya-san!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hai. Thank you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Matusmoto-san crossed his arms again and spoke, &amp;quot;I approve.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;Hamada-san laughed, &amp;quot;Why does she need your approval?!&amp;quot; He hit him on the head. Matsumoto-san smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I giggled, &amp;quot;t-thank you.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yamashita-kun started talking to me, &amp;quot;I'll call you later.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tegoshi suddenly cut in, &amp;quot;Miya-san, we'll have to meet. Okay?&lt;br /&gt;Masuda had a questionable look on his face, &amp;quot;And me too.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ah~ Hai. I look foward to it.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As I hung up I could hear laughter.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;---------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Within 24 hours about everyone knew. I was happy, yet still a bit scared. Were things going to be worse than last time? They were just rumors! Now Yamashita-kun has confirmed...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I got on my Mom's computer one night to confirm my thoughts. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Eh? Support YamaMi, Yamapi and Miya! Ehhhh??!!!! What the...YamaMi?&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;leaned back in the chair laughing. I couldn't help it, I ran to my room to get my phone and called Yamashita-kun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Hello?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Guess what?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;They gave us the nic-name YamaMi.&amp;quot; I giggled in the phone and laid down on my bed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Yamapi! Hey we're starting up again,&amp;quot; I heard a girl speak close to the phone. Who was that?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hai. I'll call you later, okay?&amp;quot; He quickly hung up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I raised my phone to look at the screen which blinked signaling that the call had ended. &amp;quot;Bye bye&amp;quot; &lt;em&gt;'I wonder who that was?'&lt;/em&gt; Before I&amp;nbsp;could start thinking of crazy things I changed so that I could get out of the house.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had decided to walk around the city not really having a plan, it should clear my head. As I walked around no one really noticed me. I think it was because I had my glasses on. &lt;em&gt;'It's like I'm superman!'&lt;/em&gt; I smiled at my stupidity. I&amp;nbsp;actually enjoyed the walk, I stopped by to pick up some bread and looked around at some stores. It was fun, though I kinda wished Yamashita-kun was there. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Who was that girl? It's probably one of the girls from his drama....I wonder when it's suppose to air. Does he want me to see it? He hasn't really talked about it with me...Am I just getting in his way? I don't want to bother him...'&lt;/em&gt; &amp;quot;Don't worry so much,&amp;quot; I said to comfort myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Ah~ Miya-san?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;H-hai?&amp;quot; I turned around at the sound of my name. &amp;quot;N-Nishikido-kun? Hello.&amp;quot; I bowed my head lightly. He was just like Yamapi, he had an aura of a celebrity.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;nbsp;almost didn't recognise you. You wear glasses?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hai. I normally wear contacts, but when I'm home I wear my glasses. And I didn't feel like putting my contacts in when I&amp;nbsp;came out.&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;smiled. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We started walking together and talking, though we only seemed to talk about Yamapi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;So you've been friends for that long? Sugoi ne~&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What about you?&amp;quot; He put his hands in his pockets.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I had a few friends back in the States, but since I've moved we haven't talked.&amp;quot; I put my arms behind my back and swung my bag a bit. &amp;quot;By the way, where are you headed? Gomen ne~ I've probably interrupted your day plans.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;It's okay.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Nishikido-kun is really nice. I'm glad he's friends with Pi.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&amp;quot;Can I talk to you about something?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ah~ Hai.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ano...Yamashita-kun...do you think I'll get in his way? I&amp;nbsp;didn't think about this before, but I&amp;nbsp;might bother him because he's really busy...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You don't have to worry. He'll always make time for you. I'm sure when you call, no matter the time, he'll come for you.&amp;quot; He smiled and I felt better.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Thank you Nishikido-kun. I feel better. Well! I should probably go. Thanks for walking with me.&amp;quot; I walked back and waved. &amp;quot;Bye bye.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Bye bye.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;I&amp;nbsp;decided to send Yamashita-kun mail. &amp;gt;'Pi-chan! I&amp;nbsp;ran into Nishikido-kun ^o^ keep doing your best! &amp;lt;3'&amp;lt; &amp;quot;Send&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Ah~ embarrassing!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A/N: a wee bit short but cute. &lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking about doing a concert, what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;TegoMass might show up in the next chap.&lt;br /&gt;We'll see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuuuu&amp;lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Chapter 10</title>
    <published>2009-03-05T05:18:35Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-05T05:18:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ring ring~ ring ring~ Ring ring!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I didn't bother looking at who was calling me. I was lying in bed trying to fall asleep. I&amp;nbsp;couldn't help but think of the evening I&amp;nbsp;had. I was with Pi, and his fellow members and I&amp;nbsp;was myself. I had fun!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;H-hello?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Gomen ne~ were you already asleep&amp;quot; Yamashita-kun's voice was suddenly in my ear and filling up my mind and heart. I quickly sat up causing my ponytail to hit me in the face.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Oww..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Are you okay?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;H-hai..and don't worry I&amp;nbsp;wasn't asleep yet...&amp;quot; 'Though I should be...I'm glad I'm not.'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He paused. I&amp;nbsp;could hear him breathing into the phone, causing my heart to pound faster. It felt as if he was sitting right next to me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Do you have plans for tomorrow?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I don't have work, so I was planning to clean around the house and wash clothes. My Mom is working, so I was going to be alone. Why?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I've told my Mom about you and that we're...d-dating..and that the company and I will confirm the rumors on Monday, s-so..She wants to meet you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;E-Eh...?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Will you come over to my house...tomorrow... for lunch?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was so nervous and excited that I didn't get much sleep. I did extra morning excersises to wake myself up and to clear my mind. As I felt my muscles stretching from a few Yoga poses I learned back in the States, I concentrated on my breathing. I&amp;nbsp;took deep breaths, In...and out... &lt;em&gt;'Is he going to introduce me..like..as his girlfriend? I mean I&amp;nbsp;know we've just started dating, but..I know I've liked him for a while now. I wonder when the exact moment was...'&lt;/em&gt; I stopped in my stretches and thought back to the first time we met up at &lt;em&gt;our&lt;/em&gt; park....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;This isn't good...my mind isn't cleared at all...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I sighed and stood up to get breakfast.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Soon, it was time for him to pick me up. I&amp;nbsp;looked one last time at myself in tall mirror stuck to my closet door. I&amp;nbsp;decided to wear a pair of nice khaki's with the same white heels from last night. For my top I&amp;nbsp;wore a light pink tank top with a jean jacket over it. I&amp;nbsp;also had on a white belt to match my white heels.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Haaiii!&amp;quot; I tucked my hair behind my ears and gave one last thumbs up. &amp;quot;Yeosh&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can't remember how long it took to get to his house, but when we arrived I couldn't stop looking at his house. It was so beautiful and homely that I felt happy he had such a home. &amp;quot;Your house......sugoi...&amp;quot; He helped me out of his car and smiled. &amp;quot;Thanks.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then, the nervousness kicked in. I couldn't stop my hand from shaking. &amp;quot;Don't worry, okay?&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Even if you say that...it'll be difficult not to worry.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Ah~ Poke!&amp;quot; He poked my cheek and smiled. I&amp;nbsp;felt better.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He unlocked the door &amp;quot;I'm home~&amp;quot; With the sound of his voice echoing down the hallway, there were suddenly footsteps coming to greet us. I&amp;nbsp;gulped and put on my best smile.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Oni-San, welcome back.&amp;quot; His mother looked kind and gentle, not like my energetic Mother. &amp;quot;Mom, this is Shinta, Miya.&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;bowed down formally, &amp;quot;Hello. Thank you for inviting me into your home.&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;raised again and she was smiling. She whispered loudly to her son, &amp;quot;She's cute,&amp;quot; then turned back to me, &amp;quot;It's good to finally meet you Miya-chan. You can call me Naomi. Now, come in. Come in.&amp;quot; She lead the way into the rest of this house.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was spacious and clean! &amp;quot;Sugoi...&amp;quot; &lt;em&gt;'Just like outside...and it smells great in here too!' &lt;/em&gt;&amp;quot;You've got a beatiful home.&amp;quot; Naomi turned around to face me from inside the kitchen, &amp;quot;Thank you.&amp;quot; The kitchen was to the right, and next to it was a space filled with a table and chairs. Across from it was the living room; A big couch two chairs and a nice TV. I&amp;nbsp;noticed they had some movies out by the TV.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Rina-chan! Your brother is back,&amp;quot; his mother yelled towards the bedrooms. Soon a creak of a door could be heard and running on the wooden floor. His dogs came running up to him, jumping around. They were followed by a cute looking girl. I&amp;nbsp;looked down at his dogs, &amp;quot;P-chan, and Hime-chan.&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;bent down, scaring them a bit. They didn't bark but they backed away from me. I&amp;nbsp;stuck me hand out and did a small whistle. They seemed to like this, and came to lick the tips of my fingers. I giggled, &amp;quot;It's nice to meet you too.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Wow, you're pretty cute,&amp;quot; Rina said as she entered the room. She was so beautiful, yet had a cute girl-ish look. Not to mention she was just wearing some jean shorts and a tank top. She still looked great. I&amp;nbsp;was a bit envious.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;H-hai?&amp;quot; I stood up and bowed. &amp;quot;Hello. I'm Shinta, Miya. I'm pleased to meet you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;And you have great posture! Hahaha. I'm Rina. It's nice to finally meet you. Oni-san wouldn't shut up about you sometimes. And I'd see him always looking at his phone.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Yamapi took a step towards his sister and put his arm around her shoulders and squeezed tightly. &amp;quot;She's a little dumb...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You're dumb. I don't understand why you get a girlfriend, but you don't want me getting a boyfriend...&amp;quot; Rina was hitting his chest and stomach with her arm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Rina, Oni-san is just looking out for you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hmmph.&amp;quot; Rina stopped struggling against her much stronger brother.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Well, lunch will be ready in 10 to 20 minutes, so why don't the both of you show our guest around our house.&amp;quot; Naomi smiled at her two children.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yamapi and his sister shuffled me around their house. It was big, but had a lot of feeling in it. Great atmosphere!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;This is my room. Ta-da!&amp;quot; Rina opened her door to her colorful room. The thing I noticed first was a bulletin board with pictures tacked all over it. She was in most of them, with friends or just a great scenery. &amp;quot;Wow, you've got a lot of pictures...&amp;quot; She walked over to them, &amp;quot;Yeah, since I go all over for work I&amp;nbsp;like to take pictures for keepsakes.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Work?&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Yeah, I'm a model.&amp;quot; She smiled brightly and I felt my mouth open a little in 'Awe'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Sugoi...a model...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She started laughing at me, then looked past me to her brother, &amp;quot;She's so funny! Eh?&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;turned around and Yamashita-kun wasn't behind me. &amp;quot;He might have gone to the bathroom or something.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Rina! Can you come help me for a second?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Haaii!&amp;quot; She got to the door then went back to grab my hand and pushed me towards another room. &amp;quot;That's his room.&amp;quot; She winked at me and I smiled.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had a feeling that we would be good friends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I walked up to the closed door and knocked, &amp;quot;Excuse me...&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;didn't hear anything so I opened the door slowly and peeked my head through. I couldn't help but let the rest of my body follow as I stared at the clean room. There wasn't a whole lot of stuff in it like his sister's. His was simple and comfortable. I walked to the bed and patted the brown blanket. &amp;quot;Wow...&amp;quot; Then I turned to see his closet. &amp;quot;Oh my God.. he's got tons of clothes.&amp;quot; I put my bag down on his bed and walked to his closet. I stretched out my hand to touch his shirts and pants one by one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I'm giving my clothes away if you want some.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I jumped a bit at the sudden sound of his voice. &amp;quot;A..ah..&amp;quot; I smirked, &amp;quot;More clothes than me. And I'm a girl!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;They're from Russ-K, or clothes I've bought through out the years.&amp;quot; He stood beside me and smiled as he looked at his big collection.&lt;br /&gt;I walked to the middle of his room and suddenly noticed, &amp;quot;Hey, you don't have a TV in here..&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;No, just speakers to play music.&amp;quot; He jumped and landed on his bed. &amp;quot;If I&amp;nbsp;want to watch TV or a movie I just go to the living room. I get more comfort when its just music.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He looked like a little kid, he looked cute. &amp;quot;You've got a great room and a great house. I'm glad I was able to come.&amp;quot; I smiled down at him as he threw his legs over the side to sit up in front of me. &amp;quot;I'm glad you're here too..&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We stared at each other without moving or making a sound. &lt;em&gt;'I just...realised...I'm in his room! THE Yamapi's room...my B-boyfriend's room!'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Food is ready,&amp;quot; Yamashita-kun's Mom yelled out. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Food, right. Well I'm hungry!&amp;quot; I turned to leave but was stoped as he grabbed my arm.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Why are you in such a hurry to leave?&amp;quot; He stood up as he spoke.&lt;br /&gt;I whispered, &amp;quot;It's...embarrassing...but I've never...been in a boy's r-room...before..&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He laughed and poked my cheek and in a high voice, &amp;quot;Kawaii ne~&amp;quot; 'What a dork'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After lunch he had to take me back home because he had to go shoot some more footage for his upcoming drama. &amp;quot;So, you have to do night scenes? And that's why you were free for lunch?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yes.&amp;quot; He pushed his sunglasses up and put his right hand on the gear shift; driving one handed. [a/n: Oh my Lord, yes!]&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Sounds like fun.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ring ring~ ring ring~ ring&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pi grabbed his phone and held it up to his ear. &amp;quot;Hel-&amp;quot; He suddenly pulled the phone away. &amp;quot;Tegoshi, you're too loud!...What?....Why? Because you were busy...Gomen ne~ No probably not....It'll have to be later. Mmm...&amp;quot; He hung up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Tegosh-kun?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Shige told him that we had dinner together yesterday night and he was upset that he hasn't met you....&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;laughed lightly, &amp;quot;Tegoshi-kun is my age right?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yesss. Though I wonder if he isn't really five.&amp;quot; He laughed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We were at my house now, and like a gentleman he told me to wait so he could open my door. &amp;quot;How sweet.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;A guy has to do things like this,&amp;quot; he replied with a sense of pride in his voice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He walked me to the door and smiled. &amp;quot;Did you have fun?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Of course. Your sister and Mother are wonderful.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;They like you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Seriously?! Ah, good! I&amp;nbsp;was nervous for the most part.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I felt the same way when I was here with your Dad...he's scary.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I laughed at his comment, because I&amp;nbsp;could understand what he meant. &amp;quot;Yeah, he's pretty scary. Well, you should get going. You'll make everyone wait for you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;See you later.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Bye bye.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wanted him to kiss me, but he didn't. Maybe next time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-----&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our next guests: NEWS! The studio was filled with girls screaming and cheering for their favorite idols as they sat in the main seats for interviewing. All the members bowed while sitting. It sat Yamapi, Ryo, Tegoshi in the front, and Koyama, Shige, then Massu.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Matsumoto-san had his arms crossed across his chest and had a serious look. Hamada was laughing, &amp;quot;What are you doing?!&amp;quot; He slapped him in the back of the head. The guests and audience laughed. Matsumoto-san uncrossed his arms and leaned in, &amp;quot;YAMAPI!!&amp;quot; Everyone laughed lightly...they wanted to know what Matsumoto-san wanted to know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Hai?&amp;quot; He held the mic close to his mouth and smiled lightly.&lt;br /&gt;Again Matsumoto-san yelled, &amp;quot;YAMAPI!! So are you dating?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Why are you so blunt?&amp;quot; Hamada-san hit him again on the head.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everyone was looking at Yamapi....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Ah~ Hai&amp;quot; He confirmed for everyone. He rubbed his nose and moved his hair a bit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Eehhhhh!!&amp;quot; Everyone, besides NEWS, was really in shock.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hamada-san and Matsumoto-san leaned back in defeat. &amp;quot;Majide?!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ah~ Hai.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;So the girl in those pictures is..&amp;quot; Hamada-san suggested.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hai, it's her.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Then let's give her a call!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ehh? Majide?&amp;quot; Pi was shocked.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a/n; sorry if theres mistakes i didn't take a second look at it&lt;br /&gt;look foward to next chapter!&lt;br /&gt;chuu&amp;lt;&amp;lt;3333&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Chapter 9</title>
    <published>2009-03-02T06:31:43Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-02T06:31:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Lee Hyori</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;A/N: I'm sorry for the late update! English paper had priority! ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So on with the story!! --------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Koyama was putting a light jacket on. &amp;quot;So you're really dating?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yeah.&amp;quot; Yamapi was a bit embarrassed saying it aloud. He put on a beanie and cliped his sunglasses to his shirt as they both started heading outside from talking with their managers. It was already evening, as the lights came on at nearby buildings and shops. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Sugoi ne~! Leave it to Yamapi to get a girlfriend first.&amp;quot; He laughed. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I thought it would be you first.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Koyama stopped and put his arm on Yamapi's, &amp;quot;So what she like?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;She's...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lala~la la la lala~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Ah! That's me...&amp;quot; Koyama got his cell phone out of his back pocket and flipped it open. &amp;quot;Shige! What's he want...&amp;quot; He scrolled through the mail. At the same time Yamapi was getting a call. Koyama looked up and laughed, &amp;quot;Everyone's calling!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Hello?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hello, Pi, what's up?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ryo-chan.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ryoooooo~!&amp;quot; Koyama got closer to Yamashita-kun to yell into his phone. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Tell him to shut up,&amp;quot; Ryo said with sarcasm.&lt;br /&gt;Yamapi pushed Koyama away, &amp;quot;Ryo's mad!&amp;quot; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Koyama and Yamapi laughed together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I was calling to see if you wanted to have dinner together. I want to talk to you about your new girlfriend.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You too?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Koyama was loud, &amp;quot;Ah! He want's to know too! Why don't we meet her?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ehh?&amp;quot; Yamapi made a face.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Shige actually mailed me asking if I knew anything about her so...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Ryo overheard Koyama, &amp;quot;I won't be mean.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yamapi let out a loud sigh and smiled, &amp;quot;Ahh~! Yes, okay. How about dinner tonight?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Alright!&amp;quot; Koyama was excited, pulling out his phone again to call Shige.&lt;br /&gt;Ryo cleared his throat to talk again, &amp;quot;So how did the bosses handle it?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ah~ I'll tell you later I need to call Miya.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Miya!? Kawaii ne~&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Shut up.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They hung up and Yamapi started clicking over to his new girlfriend's number. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;strong&gt;Mama! &lt;/strong&gt;Where did you put my red jersey?!&amp;quot; I was yelling from my room; going through my closet. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I put it in your bottom drawer!&amp;quot; As instructed I went over to my drawer and opened the bottom one folded nicely in the back corner. &amp;quot;Thanks for washing it! I'll wash clothes next time!&amp;quot; I started unchanging as my phone started ringing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I ran to my bed with just the baggy shorts on and my bra. I landed on my bed causing my phone to bounce around. &amp;quot;Who's calling...&amp;quot; I flipped the phone up-right and saw &amp;quot;It's Yamashita-kun &amp;lt;3&amp;quot; I immidiately blushed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Hello?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ah, Hello...&amp;quot; He seemed just as embarrassed as I was. We've only been an official couple for two whole days. It was still pretty wierd to think about it. &lt;br /&gt;Trying to act normal and calm myself down I said, &amp;quot;Hi, what's up?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Did you want to have dinner with me and some of the members tonight?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I didn't answer right away because my heart and mind exploded. '&lt;em&gt;Dinner with NEWS? Really? I mean, I know I'm dating one of them, but I don't see him like that anymore...Yamashita-kun is...he's normal to me. But they are... will they like me? I mean they're his friends and fellow members...I want them to like me... I wonder who will be there....&amp;quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Miya?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;S-Sorry! Uhh, when?&amp;quot; In the background I heard someone yelling out 'Let's eat somewhere nice! Traditional Japanese food!&lt;br /&gt;Yamapi shh-ed the loud person. &amp;quot;Is now alright?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Umm...can I call you right back?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Y-yeah that's fine. I'll be waiting.&amp;quot; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I heard that same person again, he started Oo-ing at Yamapi's last comment. I couldn't help but smile. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Alright, I'll call back in a little bit.&amp;quot; I hung up and ran past the living room, past the kitchen and into my Mother's room. She was on her bed reading a book. I jumped on her bed excitedlly. &amp;quot;Mama! Can I go out with Yamashita-kun and his friends?&amp;quot; &amp;quot;What are you wearing?&amp;quot; &amp;quot;That doesn't matter. But Mom, He invited me to eat out with some of the members of NEWS!&amp;quot; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We both started acting like little girls as we squealed around on her bed. She put her book on the small table to the side and took off her reading glasses. &amp;quot;Which ones are going to be there?&amp;quot; We both calmed down a bit. &amp;quot;I'm&amp;nbsp; not sure...he didn't say.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Well hurry up and get ready.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I ran to my room in a small panic. &lt;em&gt;'What should I wear? Is it going to be casual or something really nice?'&lt;/em&gt; 'Ah~@! I need to call him back! I quickly grabbed my phone and redialed his number.&lt;em&gt; 'I can ask him what I should wear...' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Hello?&amp;quot; My heart quickened.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hello. Umm, yeah, I can go out.&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;smiled as he seemed happy over the phone. &amp;quot;But umm...what should I wear?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ehh? Ah...it doesn't matter.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;So where should I&amp;nbsp;meet you?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I'll meet you at the station. Then we'll walk from there.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Okay, see you soon.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hung up and stared down at my phone. &amp;quot;I&amp;nbsp;still don't know what I should wear!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Mother, I'm leaving!&amp;quot; I ran to her room and poked my head through the door. She put her book down again and came to walk me to the door. &amp;quot;Have fun sweety.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;What are you going to do about dinner?&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Oh I have rice and left over meat so I'll eat that. Don't worry honey. Just have fun.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Okay Mom, bye bye!&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;ran down the stairs and heard her yelling, &amp;quot;If you're going to be late call me!&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Haaiiii!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I&amp;nbsp;arrived at the crowded station. Saturday evenings were always busy around here. I looked around and tried to find Yamashita-kun but couldn't see anyone who looked like him. I&amp;nbsp;went to a nearby pillar and waited. Not but 5 minutes later was I approached by him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Sorry, Kei-chan kept complaing he wanted to meet you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Koyama?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I told him to go on ahead and reserve some seats for us.&amp;quot; He smiled and soon there was an akward arura around us. We were both embarrassed. &amp;quot;Your outfit looks great.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I&amp;nbsp;looked down. I&amp;nbsp;was wearing small white heels, a knee length white skirt that had flare at the bottom and a light blue V-neck shirt. And I just decided to leave my long hair down.&amp;quot;Thank you. I&amp;nbsp;figure this was not too fancy and not too casual.&amp;quot; I smiled. &amp;quot;You look good too.&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp; He was wearing jeans, a chain from his back to his front on his left leg, a white shirt under a smaller black one, and a thin leather jacket. Also the beanie and clipped sunglasses hanging from his shirts.&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Ah~ Thanks,&amp;quot; he said while rubbing his nose. &amp;quot;So...shall we leave?&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Sure!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We arrived at a nice looking family restraunt. I could be comfortable here. &amp;quot;I'm suddenly very nervous.&amp;quot; He chuckled, &amp;quot;You don't have to be.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Who's having dinner with us?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ah~ Kei-chan, Ryo-chan, and Shige.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Oh...&amp;quot; I gulped and tighted my hand around my purse.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He grabbed my hand to comfort me. &amp;quot;Don't worry. They'll like you.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We entered the big restraunt. Family's were there, people at the bar talking to each other; it had a great vibe to it. The owner came up to us as he recognised Yamashita-kun. &amp;quot;The others are waiting for you in the back. We thought it would be best to seclude all of you.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Thank you.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;This way.&amp;quot; He held my hand as we crossed through the busy restraunt. I could hear chattering in the back. &lt;em&gt;'Okay, just relax and be yourself.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The three of them stopped talking as we entered the area. Yamashita-kun lead me futher in. &amp;quot;Everyone, this is Shinta, Miya.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;H-hello, it's nice to&amp;nbsp; meet you all.&amp;quot; I bowed quickly after I said my greeting. I raised as I heard them saying my name.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Shinta...What a cute name,&amp;quot; Koyama said cheerfully. They all stood up and walked towards me to shake my hand and I shake theirs. I blushed lightly as I realised I was in a room full of hot guys. Koyama was wearing jeans, a red cloth on his right leg, a white t-shirt and a light black jacket. Plus, I had to admit, he looked good in glasses. Ryo was wearing tattered jeans, a red flannel button up over a black t-shirt with white lettering. And to top it off, a black cap just slightly to the side, and a chain necklace. Shige looked more dressed up than the others. He wore black slacks with a white belt, a tucked in white button up with the sleeves rolled up, and a black vest over it. He also had on a nice hat to top off the outfit. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yamashita-kun introduced them as I shook their hands. &amp;quot;Koyama, Kei-ichiro, Nishikido, Ryo, and Kato, Shigeaki.&amp;quot; They all had firm grips around my small hand. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;It's good to meet you, we've been so curious.&amp;quot; Koyama smiled as he lead Yamashita-kun and I to our seats. It sat Ryo, Yamapi, me, Koyama, then Shige. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After we ordered, we all started talking leisurely. I felt comfortable here. They asked what my blood type I was [A/N: She's A!], my birth year [87!], things I liked....all kinds of things. I asked them what they liked and things of those sorts. It was fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;So how has it been decided to tell the press?&amp;quot; Ryo turned to Yamapi and took a sip of beer. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;When we go on Hey! Hey! Hey! on Monday, I'll confirm then. My manger said that they would ask me about it then. &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Shige interrupted, &amp;quot;Oh they're gonna make a mess of it! Hamada-san and Matsumoto-san can get bad at times!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Umm..excuse me, but who are they?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They all turned to me and all started laughing lightly, Yamashita-kun covered his mouth as he laughed. Koyama talked across to Yamapi, &amp;quot;She really is a foreigner!&amp;quot; My shoulders shrinked in a little as I felt embarrassed. Though, to my rescue, Pi started explaining who they were and their show. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Wow! You've already been on so many times. They sound friendly.&amp;quot; I smiled after I spoke. &lt;em&gt;'I do hope that they don't make a big fiasco out of it. I don't want too much backlash on Pi...what am I saying? Of course there will be backlash...I just wish it's not too bad...'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;By the way, will you sing a song on the show? I'd like to hear you sing....I've only heard one of your songs. Sorry.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ehh? Really? Yamashita, why haven't you showed her any of our songs?&amp;quot; Shige was leaning foward on the table. I&amp;nbsp;shook my hand back and forth in front of my face, &amp;quot;It's not his fault. I'm sorry, I've just never really thought about it.&amp;quot; Koyama hit Shige in the arm, &amp;quot;Look what you did! You made her feel bad!&amp;quot; Shige looked back at Koyama, &amp;quot;What are you, an idiot?&amp;quot; As I understood it they were like brothers so they regularly picked on each other.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ryo brought my attention to him as he started talking to me, &amp;quot;So have you heard Yamapi's singing?&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;took a quick glance to my right to see Yamapi drinking some beer, &amp;quot;Yeah, only Daite Seniorita.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Really?&amp;quot; He sat back and lifted his cap a bit. Yamapi put his glass down and sat back as well. &amp;quot;She can do the dance.&amp;quot; At the same time they all said, &amp;quot;Majide?!&amp;quot; Koyama finished with, &amp;quot;Sugoi ne~~&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Soon we were saying our goodbyes and leaving the restraunt. He decided to walk me home first. &amp;quot;You've got great members in your group!&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Ah~ yeah. We've gotten closer this past year. But me and Ryo have known each other for a long time.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Do you have any other celebrity friends?&amp;quot; He chuckled at my question, &amp;quot;Yeah I do, but only a few of them are my best friends.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;I see. It's good to have friends.&amp;quot; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We walked together sometimes making small talk. But what was really on my mind was him. I wanted to hold his hand, but I wasn't sure if I should. &lt;em&gt;'Should I just take his hand? I heard that you have to bumb hands to give the hint....' &lt;/em&gt;With that in mind I walked closer so that our hands could touch. They bumbed and it felt as if my heart had a jump start as a bolt of electricity was sent through my body. He coughed to the side in embarrassment as he grabbed my hand. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;'He's too cute!' [A/N: Of course~ Nya!]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was happy as we walked the rest of the way holding hands.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A/N: Hurrah! I finally updated, again sorry for the lateness. &lt;br /&gt;I should update much quicker like before.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yay!! She's met most of the members! When will she meet TegoMass?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope you enjoyed this chapter!&lt;br /&gt;Chuu Chuu &amp;lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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