:Wow… I've hit a bad case of writer's block for my other story… maybe the hot Philippine sun is frying my brain!
: I got hooked on Law of Ueki, and an idea steered it's way into my messed up brain… hope you like it… I'm not sure if it's a one-shot, if it is, then it's my first! Oh yeah, it's also my first time writing in first-person, sorry if it sucks!
:I don't own Law of Ueki. Duh.
".Maybe."
It was an unusually hot and humid night, okay, maybe not that unusual. The weather's going hotter and hotter everyday, a drought might be on the way, if it's not here already. I made my way slowly to the park, yeah it was dark, and yes, I don't usually go out at night, but it was so hot in the house so I hoped to get some fresh air.
I walked slowly, just taking in everything. Thinking… thinking about the strange stuff that happened today. Why the heck would my friends think that I actually love …him!
I mean, we're good friends and all that, we hang out, I help him battle people. I keep him from using up all his zai and disappearing from this world… wait, why did I care? Why?
He was just a boy from my class that had a habit of sleeping… then we became friends on the day I found out that he had powers, he could turn trash into trees! His powers were given to him by Kobasen, who was one of our teachers, that turned out to be a 'god-candidate'. If things weren't weird enough, he entered Ueki into this Battle-Game… and that's when it began.
Why did I promise that I would look out for him? That I would help him win this goddamned Battle Game? Why the heck did I do that? Why didn't I just walk away and forget everything? Why did I follow him around?
I landed myself into so much trouble. I could actually die. But somehow… it seems like its worth it… it feels like he would always be there to save me... be there when I need him.
And the only way to pay him back... is to do the same thing.
I shook my head, sighing and taking a seat on one of the park's wooden benches.
My friends can't be right… can they?
No. They're wrong. I can't be in... l-love... w-with... Ueki Kosuke... No! He's a weird green-haired idiot that likes to sleep in class. He's stupid, and… and… wait Mori, you can't be! No! You simply can't!
.:Flashback:.
It was another boring day at school, and I had to help Ueki in his studies. Ever since he lost his Studying Zai it's been like this. Things that he usually gets the first time around, he needs more time to understand. Sometimes, I wonder how he can keep going on like this. He seems to be okay with everything, so relaxed, and determined. Even with the pressure of keeping up with school work, and fighting in the Battle Game, he seems to… just face everything when it comes. I'm the one that's always worrying… why did I worry anyway?
"Hey Ueki?" I said.
"Yah?" He replied, putting down the book he was reading.
"Which of your zai do you miss the most?" I asked, wondering. I always wondered if losing his zai meant anything to him, since he hardly seemed to show it.
"Uhm… I miss running, really fast." He answered, scratching his head.
"Oh…" I should've known. He used to be the school's number 1 runner, and it was his best sport. He lost that zai by hitting some kid's coach for some reason.
"…but it's fine Mori." He continued. "I can keep practicing, and maybe one day, I'll be as good as before… maybe better."
How can he just keep working so hard? What kept him going?
"But there is one zai…" he said, with a blank expression.
"Huh?" I said.
"…the charm zai." He said nervously.
The charm zai? I didn't know he was this superficial. He wanted girls? What the heck? I thought he was more than that.
"Why?" I asked, I somehow felt a little jealous. A LITTLE.
"…no matter what I do… I'll never get it back… it's not something I can practice, really." He said, blushing.
"Oh… so you want all the girls to notice you again?" I asked, trying not to show how I felt.
"Not all of them… there's this one girl… I don't know if she really likes me like I like her." He said, returning to the book and hiding his face.
"Ueki…" I muttered. I felt…uhm… what did I feel? I can't be heartbroken, no… I was just… disappointed. Yeah. That's it. Disappointed. Why the heck did I feel disappointed?
"Yeah, Mori?" he said, his face still buried in the book.
"Oh… nothing, nothing…" I said hastily. He doesn't need a charm zai to be charming...
.:Flashback End:.
"Who is this girl anyway?" I said to myself, clenching my fists and then burying my face in my hands, tears slowly flowing from my eyes. "Maybe she was very pretty, and had long hair that wasn't so freakishly blue!" I said angrily, imagining a pretty black-haired girl.
Why did I feel so sad? What the heck is happening to me? I can't be jealous of this girl right? No. I'm just his friend. That's all we'll ever be. I have to accept that.
"What the-?" I saw an oddly familiar green light somewhere in the distance, behind a few trees about twenty feet away. I quickly wiped the tears off my face… and ran...as quietly as I could.
"Ueki Kosuke! If you lose more zai, you'll… you'll disappear!" I said quietly to myself, running to the light, wondering what he would be doing here at this hour. "I can't let you disappear."
I hid behind a tree, and saw him. He was planting trees? In a park?
Who does that?
He does.
And then I remembered. I remembered why Kobasen chose him for this Battle Game. It was to protect the Blank Zai. He knew that Ueki would never use it for some evil selfish reason, and he would be strong enough to win. He could do this.
He would do this, not for himself, but for everyone. Especially for Kobasen. He was like a father to Ueki, and saved his life a number of times.
Ueki has always been a nice guy, there are very few people in the world that actually enjoy cleaning up town. Sure, he was idiotic at times, but always good. He helps people out, and doesn't care if he gets anything in return, he just helps, as best as he could, even if he had to put his own life on the line.
It was who he is.
Sure, he wasn't the most good-looking guy in Japan, he didn't have the best hair, or clothes, and he was stupid at times. But he was smart when he needed to be. He works hard, and he was…well…perfect.
I'll always look out for him... even if... it. could. never. happen.
As I stared at him from behind that tree in the park, one thought came to mind.
Maybe, just maybe… my friends were right.
:I know! I suck at first-person! Well… whatever. This will probably be a one-shot.
:Thanks for reading!
