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A continuation of "Lost in My Mind" (finally). Visit my profile for a link to the previous chapters.
Chapter Four: Sunday So Soon?
It was already Sunday. That's right. My date with Yuri Soujiroh… I woke up at exactly 8:00 AM. He was picking me up at 10:00 AM, and we were going to an amusement park. I got dressed and walked slowly down the staircase… I felt guilty. I felt like I was about to commit homicide.
I entered the dining room, a tray of three servings of breakfast in front of my chair, and died at the sight of Hayate, who was talking to my father. I couldn't look at him. I never thought I would be capable of so much hate. I took my seat as he casually glanced at me out of the corner of his eye every now and then, rushing through the conversation with my father.
They reached some kind of agreement, and the discussion abruptly ended. Hayate swiftly approached me, happiness flowing off of him, despite his cool exterior. My father exited the room. We were alone. Again.
"Himeno?" He called with a smile in his voice and eyes.
"Hiyahe?" I attempted to say his name, through a mouth overflowing with food.
"Your father thinks it would be a good idea if you had some fun today. You know, loosen up a little." He said in a slight flush. I could feel his excitement growing. He really wanted me out of his hair, hm?
"I was thinking the exact same thing." I grinned widely at Hayate. He grinned back.
"Where do you want to go? I'm fine with whatever you pick." He reasoned as he pulled a chair beside me and sat.
"Oh." I froze. "I kind of already have plans." It was so painful to say. Why..? Maybe I thought he was going to kill me or something. I continued shoveling my mouth with food to hide anything I might show.
"With Yayoi? That's fine, she can come too." He grinned weakly, but it faded quickly. He was a bad actor.
"No… Well… Yuri asked me on a date the other night. To an amusement park." I smiled at Hayate as I choked it all out. It hurt.
Hayate said nothing. He stared at me blankly. It had been nearly two minutes, before he stood up. He faced the other way. "What do you think of me?" He asked coldly.
"What are you talking about?" I asked back, with a slight fake laugh in my voice.
"What the hell do you think of me? Who am I to you? Can't you see how I feel about you?" He spat out quickly, the venom in his voice apparent.
I let out a slight sob, and he turned around quickly, regret and sorrow pasted thickly on his damned beautiful face.
"I'm sorry. I'm not mad at you. I just lost my grip." He apologized with sincerity, his right hand on my cheek, his left hand grasping onto mine. He was on his knees to reach eye level with me, since I was still only sitting.
"Don't apologize. It's not your fault. I just hate hating you so much. I feel horrible about it." I said calmly. No more sobs had escaped, thankfully.
Hayate smiled. "Hate? You honestly hate me?" His smile grew… It grew more upset and frantic by the second. His hand moved from my cheek to the back of my head, and his face was suddenly only an inch away from mine.
I stared at him with shocked eyes. "Please don't toy with me. I remember when we first met. I hated you then, too. I think about you all the time, and it hurts. I've never hated anyone so much." I whispered unevenly, my voice faltered every now and then.
"Think what you want." He breathed onto my face and left the room quietly. I gulped past the lump in my throat, and continued eating. He knew how I felt now…
I ate alone. It was peaceful and quiet. But I couldn't get him out of my mind.
10:00 AM
I had been pacing in front of the entrance door for at least ten minutes. Of course he wasn't going to be early. I just wanted to get my mind off of things.
I heard the front gate open at exactly 10. So by the time Yuri reached the door, it was about 10:02.
There was one knock on the door, and before he could knock a second time, I opened the door and burst out of it. "You ready for some intense roller coasters?" I shot him my widest smile.
"Of course." He replied smiling. He looked at me for a second before saying, "You like nice." Either a gentleman or a suck up, it was always hard to tell with him.
"Thanks. You don't look half bad, yourself." I replied, once again, plastering on my largest smile.
We walked to his car. It only took a minute. He opened my door. Or…So I thought? He was already in the car. That made no sense. I turned around in confusion quickly. "Hayate." I stated in horror.
"Your father wants me to watch after you. You might not be fully recovered yet." He said coldly, not once making eye contact.
I slid into my seat unhappily. I had nothing to say. I didn't want to be around him, but I couldn't go against my father either. Yuri stared, his mouth almost gaping open.
"Dude, this is supposed to be a date. You know, when two people like each other and want to spend time alone together?" Yuri said to Hayate through clenched teeth. He obviously likes Himeno. Yuri thought. He doesn't have a chance..
"Let's just go already. We can pretend he's not even here." Himeno pleaded. An argument was unnecessary.
"That works for me." Yuri gave in. He grabbed Himeno's hand, bragging, and started up the car.
Hayate wanted to kill him. So much. "Both hands on the wheel. I'll report your unsafe driving to her father." Hayate said with a voice full of jealousy and anger.
"Alright. I'll just hold her hand when we reach the amusement park. And only two people fit in the ferris wheel." Yuri replied, winning. Obviously.
Hayate snapped.
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Ahh. It feels so nice to write again. Sorry again, guys. I hope you enjoy the update.
Now, I realize I switched writing styles. Sorry! I switched from being a narrator to first person... But I've found I prefer first person, so yeah. The story just gets told so much better. I hope no one minds. Thanks for reading.
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