pass the broccolini
Various Notes from the Author:
Plot: Arima's insecurities and possessiveness have gone spiraling out of control. Beware Yukino Miyazawa...a killer is on the loose.
Disclaimer: I do not own the original "His and Her Circumstances" characters. They are the exclusive property of their creators. I do, however, own the characters I made up.
Author's Note: This is my first Karekano fanfic. Actually, I believe that this is my first attempt at fanfiction in general. Read and review, please. Constructive criticism would be greatly appreciate.
Chapter One:
Rain tapped against the glass windows of his room as Arima finished the last of his homework. His pen was placed beside the notes for the upcoming fieldtrip to the local recycling plant. The teachers, namely Mr. Koibadaro, the eclectic "Introduction to Environmental Science" professor, believed that the student body should take a greater interest in the environment and pollution's effect on the local community. Even if it didn't sound like the most thrilling trip in the world, it would be a nice break from the daily routine of school. Besides, he would make sure he was in a group with his Miyazawa, and there would probably be some dark corners where they could...
A small smile crossed his face as his thoughts, as they so often did, turned to the beautiful Yukino Miyazawa. His girlfriend. His . She belonged to him. Every meticulously groomed hair, the sound of her laughter echoing through the halls, the smile that only graced her face when he was present. All of these things, whether she knew it or not, further bound her to him. He had never been as happy as he was when he was around her. Sometimes he wondered, though, if his affection was returned. Sure, she reminded him on a daily basis of her love for her soulmate, as she called him. But was she serious? He had learned in the previous year that deception was one of Yukino's strong suites. She had the entire class, including himself, fooled into believing that she was the perfect little school-girl. Good in her studies, popular, intelligent, beautiful, considerate...
What if she hadn't only faked the image of the ideal student, but their entire relationship in general? He wasn't completely oblivious. He knew that practically every girl in the school had possessed a crush on him, at least before his relationship with Miyazawa had been revealed. Her "affection" towards him could have really been nothing more than a further attempt to elevate her status. Not to mention that she often borrowed his notes, therefore increasing her intellectual pursuits.
As he slipped in between the crisp, cool covers of his bed, he dismissed these...impossible thoughts from his mind. Miyazawa loved him, and only him. It was probably all the granola he had been eating that made him question her intent. A small smile crossed his face as he drifted off to sleep, thoughts of his angel's face greeting him the next day in his mind.
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