Love-Me-Not

Disclaimer: I do not own anything of the story besides the Ocs...which I seem to enjoy creating

This story is written from different point of views so I hope it won't be too confusing.

Note: I am typing on instinct cos all the letters on my keyboard faded due to the overwhelming msning and blogging.

Review for anything that does not make sense.

Bold and italics show point of view

Enjoy the story...

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Kikumaru Eiji

Nya! Weather-forecaster Kikumaru Eiji here at your service! Today's weather forecast is... Sunny with clear skies. Slightly windy, making it perfect for Fujiko's triple counters nya!

And now... is my favourite period nya! Lunch break!! While Fujiko is being assaulted by his rabid fangirls... (Dum dum dum dom!) I decide to drag Fujiko to the cafeteria (Kikumaru to the rescue!!)!!

"Hoi! Minna-san!" I exclaim, excited at the prospect of the delicious looking food in everyone's bentos for me to nick. Then, I catch sight of my favourite kouhai!! Sensing my eyes on him, Echizen turns around... only to meet an overly-enthusiastic glomp from yours truly!

"Ki-ku-maru-sem-pai! Leggo! Can't breathe!" I hear muffled shouts come from under me.

"Hoi? What did you say?" I ask him curiously.

"Eiji, let go of Echizen," Oishi chides me lightly.

"Now now, Kikumaru-sempai! You wouldn't want our favourite kouhai to suffocate to death right?" Momo says cheerfully, pressing a fist on Echizen's slightly tousled hair.

I quickly let go of Echizen, giving a cheerful salute to a worried-looking Oishi standing in front of me.

"Hoi? I got a message!" I hear a voice-recorded voice come from somewhere close by. I turn my head around.

"Hoi? Why do I hear someone who sounds like me?" I ask curiously.

Everyone sweatdrops.

"Ne, Eiji, I suggest you check your pocket," Fuji says tentatively. I look down at my pocket. A bulb can be seen lighting up above my head.

"Nya! It is my message ringtone!" I exclaim to myself in understanding. I check the message eagerly and everyone does anime falls.

"Hoi? Kumi-chan!" I exclaim, looking at the sender of the message.

"You got yourself a girlfriend? How could you not tell us!" Momo yells indignantly.

Hihi Eiji-chan!

I hope u rmb me! If u don't I will hunt u down and kill u! XD

Touching down in the airport in Tokyo in about half an hour. Hope to c u soon!

Kumi-chan:D

"NYA!! IT'S AN EMERGENCY! SOS!" I scream before dashing off leaving a trail of dust and a few stunned regulars in my wake.

"What just happened?"

"Where did Kikumaru-sempai go?"

"Ii data. Should we stalk him?"

"Umm...It's still school hour--BURNING! GREATO!!"

"Mada mada dane,"

"Saa, I hope he will be back in time for practice before Tezuka makes him run a hundred laps around Japan,"

Somewhere in Seigaku, Tezuka Kunimitsu sneezes.

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I search the crowd leaving the departure hall eagerly. A girl walking... slouching is more like the word to describe it as she casually walks about in no particular direction. She's slightly different. From the endless crowd of girls that shower their attention over me that is. I think Inui called them something like fungers. Reminds me of mushrooms nya!

She has layered shoulder length dark brown locks that are actually many different shades of dark brown and hazel under light and careful observation. Her eyes, which I know is actually a piercing deep sapphire in colour, are hidden behind sunglasses.

"KUMI-CHAN!!" I scream loudly at her, making big arm motions so she can see me. People's head turn in shock and surprise towards me. It kinda works, because her head snaps towards me, an amused smile spreading across her face.

For once, she is finally allowing me to give her one of my infamous glomps.

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Kumiko Shou

From the moment I stepped onto the grounds of the campus of my new school, I could feel many watchful and curious eyes burn holes at my back. How I hate being the new girl. Yeah, it sucks. Totally.

So, Friday seems to be dragging on forever. I took an aeroplane ride to eternity. I got glomped by Eiji, my childhood best friend. And now people are burning holes in my back. Great. Just great. Last class before P.E (according to my schedule) is Behavioural Science. It is so far my only elective, even though my friends back in Singapore asked me what happened to Biology, Physics and Chemistry. And I am getting hopelessly lost. Yeah, I know. You don't have to tell me. I have no sense of direction at all. And even though I came 15 minutes before the end of recess, I was still late for class by 30 minutes. How I did that I don't know. I now know class 3-C doesn't mean that the class is situated on the third floor. Sigh.

The teacher, Kiro-sensei, is kinda hip I guess, looking young and kinda cute plus talking like a teen. Anyways, my new class, (after some introductions your dear authoress was too lazy to input. Mayb next time), 3-C is seated in a reeeeeeally old-fashioned traditional big circle that made me feel exposed being the new girl and all, I would much rather sit in the middle row where I can blend in, kinda.

Then, Kiro-sensei just had to announce about the project we are about to start. Gasp! Horror! A project on my first day of school.

Anyways, turns out that the project was about everyone getting a partner each and pretending we are married.

Everyone cracks up.

Everyone will have a job, a salary and a partner. We will have to figure out where we ganna live based on how much the rent is, the utilities (huh?) and transport cost.

I pick my job to be a successful pop star (...) and get paid hundreds of thousands based on my reception. I AM RICH!!

Next the boys pick a girl's name from a bag containing lots of all the girl's names. Then we are 'married till death do us apart' as Kiro-sensei says, making everyone crack up once more.

A boy catches my attention as his name is called to pick a lot from the bag. Nearly all the girls in class give the starry-eyed hopeful look at that boy, Yukimura Seiichi, who chose a job as tennis pro and makes light jokes which all girls fall head over heels laughing at except for me, if memory serves me right. He must be a popular dude who is hoping to get a break from his rabid fangirls and pray that the girl he chooses doesn't scream into his ear. Everyone simply worships him. Don't get me wrong. It isn't like he wasn't cute or anything. To be honest, he is kawaii. Long lashes framed soft indigo eyes matched with indigo hair slightly past his chin. Oh, and an everlasting smile to boot it off. And I think I even saw some boys eyeing him... well, he looks quite like a girl anyways.

"Kumiko Shou," he announces softly, holding a slip of paper.

Which pretty much turns the entire girl population against me. Way to go.

Our eyes lock.

Indigo clashes against sapphire.

Oh, the start of an all-so-beautiful friendship. I am sooo enjoying myself...not.

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A/N: I hope my character isn't too Mary Sue-ish. (Edited by Roey Cleine)

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