3 DAYS REMAINING - Sekai ichi Hatsukoi fanfic
A/N: I do not own these beloved characters but the awesome Shungiku Nakamura does.
CH 1 - Onodera Ritsu no Baai
(I did it again.)
These were my first thoughts as I blinked the sleepiness away from my eyes and looked over to my side, only to find my boss, the one and only Takano Masamune sleeping soundly next to me; his arm and legs sprawled on me.
Also, we were both stark naked.
As I mentally face-palmed myself and silently cursed at my weakness when it comes to Takano-san, I can't help but feel I could get used to this way of waking up. Maybe because this has been occuring at almost a staggering daily basis or maybe…
(Waking up… next to Takano-san…)
(Waking up…next to the one I love…)
This time I face-palmed myself for real.
(NO! This is not love. This is not love. THIS IS NOT LOVE!)
(…but who am I really kidding?)
I've been having these conflicting thoughts since An-chan dissolved our engagement and I almost confessed to Haitani-san that I had already someone that I love, which can only be Takano-san.
And…
I look over to the sleeping figure next to me and the next thought almost comes automatically.
(He really does have the longest eyelashes I've ever seen)
And…
(His lips look perfect)
But more importantly…
(I love you)
As if he heard them, Takano-san opened his eyes and suddenly I was staring at his hazel eyes. No… actually they are golden hazel, especially if the sun hits them at just the right angle. And already, I can already feel him smirking with his eyes alone.
I responded to immediately get up with the blanket covering me.
"Ohayo,"
Instantly, hello boner.
I flinched. Damn his voice. It sounded hoarse and sexy, just like each time after we just had sex. It's the kind of voice that makes all the hairs of your body stand up and weak in the knees. I can feel my heart already beating ten times faster than before, which is something I believe my heart has already adapted since we met almost 10 months ago.
Also, I can feel myself getting hornier…
Angered at my own arousal, I ignored him and started to look for my disregarded clothes scattered all over his bedroom floor, which has become almost the design of his floor in the mornings.
(Stop Onodera. You are not, YOU ARE NOT GOING TO SLEEP WITH HIM AGAIN.)
"I'd like to wake up to this sight every morning."
Putting on my pants, I froze at those words and looked over Takano who was lying on his side, his head supported by his hand…watching me, his eyes looking on dreamily as if he wasn't really awake and still dreaming.
My heart is racing. My heart is always racing. I blame Takano.
(Me too…)
I shook my head back to reality. "We really should stop doing this. This has to stop."
We are officially fuck buddies. In every sense of the word. And I don't like.
And yet, we almost always end up in this situation.
This day feels different though… Not sure why…
"You say that yet your body says otherwise." Takano retorted teasingly as he tried to stifle a yawn.
Let me just say that since I took the blanket; my boss was lying their naked, completely if I may add.
"Stop teasing me then," I answered, putting on my disregarded shirt.
"Don't let yourself get teased then," Takano slowly slid off his bed. Naked, if I may add again, making me blush up to my ears.
(ONODERA, STOP THINKING THAT HE IS NAKED. AS IF THIS STILL SURPRISES YOU?)
Yet I continue to blush with embarrassment.
He stepped forward and stood right in front of me and extended his arms to button up my shirt, my hands frozen in place. With my head down, I can feel myself breathing heavily. It was a simple gesture, possibly the simplest gesture there is in the world and yet, already I'm at his mercy.
Also, his nakedness wasn't really helping anyone. How did he kept his body in almost perfect form while being the editor-in-chief is beyond me.
(…I already have someone that I love…)
I keep remembering my almost confession to Haitani-san. I knew in my heart, in that moment, that I loved Takano and would never even consider dating Haitani under any circumstance. I love him.
(I love…him…)
I raised my head and looked at his eyes. He's been staring at me all this time. It feels so intimate and I felt so safe. I felt my heart beating faster and faster, if it was even possible for it to beat faster.
(Maybe this is what it feels like to have a heart attack)
As he was buttoning me up, he slowly leaned forward. My immediate response was to move my head back but this time, I didn't. I remained there as he gave me a kiss. Slow, like it was the first time we were ever kissing and as if he was savoring each moment of it and a bit more passionate as he slipped a little tongue in it. I was frozen for half a second but I responded to it, tasting that sweetness that only Takano-san's lips can possess.
It was a short kiss but it was enough to make me feel a little drunk and a little more sure that… I really do love him…
He finished buttoning my shirt but his eyes remained staring at my face, this time though it almost looked like he was trying to tell me something.
"You know what's the best thing after waking up next to you?"
(What?)
He asked me a question, again it sounded almost dreamily, but I just kept staring at his thoughtful eyes. It didn't seem like he wanted me to really answer him. It felt like he was just confessing a simple thought.
"Saying 'I love you' after just waking up."
He answered, his hand touching my cheek, which at this point was redder than ever and reaching the top of my ears. His touch just made my whole body go up in flames, I can feel the heat in all of its entirety, including regions of my body that should not be awake and should have gotten enough action from last night's passion.
(Unfair…)
I think it's really unfair. It is unfair that Takano can tell me all these feelings of his and thoughts of his with almost ease and yet I, the one who was in love with him first, after 10 years, cannot express into words how I feel about him.
Back then, when I was first met him again, I was in denial.
How couldn't I?
After suffering your first heartbreak, you are never really the same. But my heart break was ten times worst than any heart break. I loved him for three years alone and a day came when that love was returned finally. I was happy. Then, it just went up in flames because of a stupid laugh that I've come to realize was nothing more than a stupid misunderstanding.
Albeit I was a stupid high schooler back then but, I'm not a high schooler anymore but still stupid and now a working adult, reality is ten times worst and I'm left wondering… about everything.
(I love him but then what? What comes after the 'I love you'?)
I've accidentally told him that I love him many, many times but each time either some weird circumstance occurs or it gets stuck at the back of my throat or I'm caught in the moment of pure orgasmic bliss.
But now, just in this quiet little moment, I know I can easily tell him those three words. But then, what about the after?
What comes after the 'I love you'?
(Goddamnit Takano, why don't you think like me?)
I was weak. "We need to go; we still have a lot of things to finish today." I said nonchalantly, avoiding his stare. I can still feel him staring at me, but this time he lowered his hand and nodded. It was weird he didn't contradict me or tried to provoke me.
It almost seem like he was calm…and sure.
He was sure of something.
I envied him. He was so sure and here I am, contemplating everything.
"I love you, Ritsu."
I looked at him one more time, nodded once, and walked over to the exit.
(I love you too, Takano-san) I almost said it out loud, without a care anymore.
I just wanted to finally say it.
This morning, Takano was calm.
This afternoon, Takano was basically the living version of hell.
"ONODERA! THIS STORYBOARD IS TRASH! NO READER IN THEIR RIGHT MIND WOULD READ THIS SHIT!" He shouted at me, with my fellow co-workers with me.
"What the hell is wrong with that?"
"DID YOU EVEN CHECK THIS? OR DO YOU ENJOY GIVING ME HALF-ASSED WORK?"
And with that comment, I was pissed. But then again, I wasn't the only one being harassed by Takano that day.
"KISA! I GOT A CALL THAT YAMADA-SENSEI IS GOING ON VACATION! DOES SHE HAVE ANY IDEA THAT HER MANGA IS COMING OUT THIS WEEK?"
Poor Kisa-san… he was half-passed out on his desk when Takano started shouting at him. "WHAT?" He stood up in response to his surprise only to get off-balanced by swivel chair, falling on his back.
"Owww… I want to die!"
"KISA, YOU IDIOT! THIS IS NOT TIME FOR YOU TO FOOL AROUND! CALL THE AIRPORT TO CANCEL ALL THE FLIGHTS TODAY! DIE TOMORROW, NOT TODAY!"
"HATORI! FOR CRYING OUT LOUD, WHERE IS YOSHIKAWA CHIHARU'S MANUSCRIPT?"
I find it very hard to believe that only a few hours ago, Takano looked so calm and sure. It almost feels like it was just my imagination running wild.
("I love you, Ritsu")
I shook my head as I was rereading the storyboard Takano called 'trash.' Remembering what he said this morning, at least I knew 100% that was true.
Suddenly I felt my phone ringing and it playing the ringtone for my personal contacts. I took it out of my pocket—-
"OI! OI! OI!" Takano-san stood up from his seat, waving a rolled up storyboard at me, glaring. Honestly, I can almost see a vein popping out due to his immense stress and anger.
"ONODERA, HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU BEFORE THAT SMALL MIND OF YOURS GET IT THAT YOU CAN'T TAKE PERSONAL PHONE CALLS DURING COMPANY HOURS?"
I ignored him and looked at the caller ID.
It felt like a bucket of ice-cold water was dumped on my head, only about a thousand times worst.
"Otousan," It read…
I can still hear Takano screaming curse words at me when I flipped the phone open and answered the call.
"Father,"
Silence.
~~~END OF CH 1~~~