Summary: What if Suoh never got his three months' memory back? Would this be the chance for Nokoru to finally earn a bigger spot in his heart?
Disclaimer: Clamp Gakuen Tanteidan, its characters, settings and events are © CLAMP. No copyright infringement is intended with the authoring of this story.
Warnings: *Shounen-ai. Yaoi. Don't like, don't read. Suoh/Nagisa fanatics out to flame me, not welcome…you wouldn't find Suoh/Nagisa here.
*Slight OOC- I'm not really a CCD super fan, co I wouldn't know them that well…if you see something that makes you go, "What the-? Suoh/Nokoru/whoever wouldn't do that…EVER!" please tell me…we'll see what we can do about it.
*Feminine guy. Don't like feminine guy/macho guy? Well I sure as hell won't be putting a macho guy/macho guy here, so better leave before it's too late…
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Another Blossom in My Heart
Kin'ni
"Kaichou[1]!" yelled Takamura Suoh, Clamp Gakuen Chuugaku Jigyoubu's[2] blue-haired secretary as he strode through the kaigishitsu[3], the double doors ricocheting off the wall with the force of which they were opened with.
Imonoyama Nokoru, the Student Council's blond-haired, blue-eyed genius of a President looked up, startled. "Doushite[4], Suoh?" he queried gently, getting ready to flash his best friend cum bodyguard a winning smile, just in case.
Suoh sighed in exasperation, coming to a halt in front of Nokoru's desk. Spreading his hands on the wide expanse of the President's desk, he spoke. "I though we had an agreement that you'd finish these first," he said, gesturing absently at the several ceiling-high wobbly stacks of paperwork surrounding the delicate blonde, "before you can go out and buy some sweets."
"Oh…ano[5]…well, I didn't go out," Nokoru answered with wide, innocent eyes.
"Oh?" Suoh quirked an eyebrow. "Then I suppose you'd tell me now that you've evolved from being a fortuneteller into a magician all of a sudden, now?"
"Mahoutsukai[6]?" asked Nokoru, blonde eyebrows drawn together in confusion; head delicately tilted in question.
"Well, that would explain how you came to have those beside you right now, when we both know perfectly well that Akira is off on an early vacation with his mothers in the Caribbean," Suoh said, golden eyes glancing pointedly at the large platter of ridiculously diabetes-causing pastries and sweets perched by Nokoru's pale arm.
Nokoru gave out a small, melodic laugh of surprise, realization and nervousness. "Oh! Those weren't…um, I didn't magic them here, Suoh, but I didn't go out and buy them, either. I swear!"
"Alright, I believe you, but how did you get those?" he narrowed his xanthous gaze on the elfin face in front of him.
"Oh, er," Nokoru squirmed in his seat then purged on, winning smile on his face. "I had those delivered," he said, bringing his index fingers together repeatedly.
Suoh sweat-dropped.
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Creak. Whizz. Thud. Creak. Whizz. Thud. Creak. Whizz. Thud.
Suoh wiped his brow as much as he could through his yugake[7] as he set down his yumi[8] carefully. He was done with Kyudo[9] practice for today. Ten out of ten ya[10] on the mato[11] bullseye wasn't bad, really.
Stepping outside to the water fountains, he splashed his face with the cold water. Invigorating, he thought wearily. He saw a blur of white through the corner of his eye. Curious, he trailed the petite figure to a sakura[12] tree, darting behind a bush to remain hidden.
Suoh watched with bated breath as the elven creature lowered its white, lacy parasol to reveal the most beautiful girls he had ever seen. His heart thudding fast against his ribcage he got up from his hiding place and cautiously approached the goddess in front of him, taking in her blonde waist-length waves, her petite frame under a flowing, shimmery white dress, her white, porcelain-like skin, her delicate hands encased in supple stunningly white gloves.
Suoh cleared his throat and gasped as eerily familiar doe-like blue eyes turned to him for the first time. Time stood frozen as blue met gold under the steady, soft rain of sakura blossoms fluttering gracefully in a sensual dance to the ground.
Then, blue eyes widened and the graceful blonde creature looked away, a tint of red on her cheeks, and turned to leave.
"Wait!" cried Suoh, reaching out to grasp her wrist.
The blonde turned to face Suoh. "Yes?"
Again, that familiarity about her-it only intensified with hearing her voice. Somewhere in the back of Suoh's head, he knew he knew this person from somewhere, though he couldn't remember at the moment.
Suoh let go of her hand and wiped his sweaty palm on the sides of his hakama[13]. Suddenly, he felt very hot inside his keikogi[14].
"Please don't go. I just want to talk. I've seen you at the pet show a few months ago, but I'm sure you're not a student here. Who are you?"
"Oh, er, I'm Imo-er, Iimitzu Namiko. I'm from here, though," the blonde beauty said, extending her hand with a warm smile.
His heart skipping a beat, Suoh took the proffered hand, shaking it-along with the unwelcome thoughts that that dazzling smile was even more familiar yet. "Where here?"
"Oh, you know, around…" Namiko trailed off, pulling her hand back gently.
Suoh wanted to press for a definite answer, but thought against it. He didn't want to scare her off, since she obviously was uncomfortable around him already. "What are you doing here anyway?"
"Oh, well, Ohkawa-Kaichou of the Kindergarten Department needed help with some things."
"Oh? What things, if you don't mind?" Suoh queried, sitting on the grass and fallen sakura blossoms and leaning back against the tree trunk, his legs stretched out in front of him.
Namiko sat down gracefully beside Suoh, smoothing out her full skirt and tucking her legs partly beneath her to one side. "Well, she was organizing a ramp modeling benefit show, but her models couldn't make it today. Their flight was cancelled, from what I gathered, due to a snowstorm. So, Utako-chan asked me if I could fill in. Since I wasn't really doing anything, I agreed as a favor to a dear friend and a lady," she answered truthfully.
"And a lady?" Suoh asked, wondering why it would make such a difference to this girl if the favor was asked by a lady.
"Oh, er," she flushed. "Well, you know, ano…it's a girl thing?" she said, unsure and hoping she sounded convincing.
If Suoh doubted her answer, he didn't show it. He just sat there, content to be in the presence of the uncannily beautiful fairy beside him. Somehow, this whole situation struck him as familiar, only, the flowers raining through in the back of his mind were purple, not pink. In a spasm of pain, he clutched at his head, the headache splitting him open from the inside, until he was nearly doubled over.
Namiko crouched in front of him, her hands over his, peering at him with concerned eyes the color of the sky on a clear summer day. "Suoh, daijobu desuka[15]?"
Suoh continued rocking back and forth for a few more moments before sitting back, head thrown back and lips slightly parted, taking in desperate gulps of air. "Hai, daijobou desu[16]." Then, his golden eyes widened in realization. "How did you know my name?"
"Oh," Namiko fidgeted slightly, "you told me."
"I didn't," Suoh countered, his voice soft but sure.
"Well, you're very popular, Takamura-kun. How could a simple girl like me not know a heartthrob like you?" she said, smiling and flushing slightly.
Suoh flushed, temporarily forgetting his suspicion. Standing up and brushing grass and sakura blossoms off his hakama, he bent and offered Namiko a yugake-covered hand. "Do you want to take a walk?"
"Oh," Namiko answered, slipping her tiny hand in Suoh's. "Only if you aren't busy."
Suoh felt the corners of his lips tug upwards in a slight smile. "Nothing that can't wait."
Namiko smiled, as if she knew something Suoh didn't, and Suoh couldn't help but feel that that was exactly why she was smiling like that. He couldn't help but stare, though, at that impish face, so delicate and so familiar.
Nokoru and Akira walked into the council room to find Suoh seated on the floor, piles of paper all around him. "Suoh?"
"I don't know the subjects of these papers. And the dates! These dates are three months in advance!"
"Suoh, these are the responsibility of the secretary. You made these."
…he has amnesia.
"Amnesia?!" "he's lost his memory of the past three months…"
"he and Nagisa met in those three months…"
"I'll try to act normal so she wouldn't worry," Suoh said, determined to keep his date with Nagisa.
"You're different today, Takamura-sempai."
Pain…migraines…flute…wisteria…purple hair and warm, shy smiles…
So close, yet so far.
"I'm sorry, Nagisa-san…I don't remember."
"I understand. If we're really meant to be, then even if you don't remember what we were before, you'll still feel something for me…even if it takes some time…even if you never get your memory of the past three months back," Nagisa said tearfully.
"I'm sorry…"
As he pulled her up delicately, he couldn't help but notice how close they were in height. "Are you in junior high, too?"
"Yes. I'm in ninth grade[17]," Namiko replied.
"Oh, I'm in eight grade," supplied Suoh conversationally. "Ano…Namiko-san, would you-would…if you wouldn't mind…maybe-if it's not too much to ask, maybe…we could meet again sometime. You know, just to eat or take a walk, or something," Suoh finally got out, blushing furiously, looking away slightly.
Namiko's eyes widened for a moment before she smiled sadly and said, "I'm sorry, Takamura-kun, I'm afraid I can't."
Suoh's face fell. "Is it someone else? Something I said, perhaps? If it's too soon for you, I understand."
"Oh, no…there isn't someone else. It's not you, either…it's just…well, I just can't. Honto ni gomenasai[18]. I have to go," she said softly before hitching up her skirt and running off before Suoh could even register what she was doing.
Blinking, Suoh could only stare after her as she ran, with her back to him, to the sunset. She looked like and angel, dressed in white and bathed in pinkish light. His sakura blossom fairy, that's what she was.
Something near the trunk of the sakura tree they sat in caught his eye, its almost-blinding whiteness starkly contrasting with the vivid green, if not the pastel pink, around it. Curious, Suoh bent down to pick it up. A fan? He opened it, and found words written on it. "Model," it said on one side, and "Work hard" on the other. Suoh was more intrigued with his sakura blossom fairy. She seems a lot like…Nah. He brought the fan up to his nose and gave it a whiff. Familiar…that scent was very familiar. His eyes widened. Masaka[19]!
[1] President
[2] Clamp Campus Junior High School Division's
[3] council room
[4] What is it
[5] er…
[6] Magician?
[7] Kyudo gloves
[8] Japanese bow made of bamboo
[9] Japanese Archery
[10] Arrows
[11] Target
[12] Cherry Blossom
[13] Japanese "skirt" split trousers
[14] Kyudo training uniform
[15] Are you alright?
[16] Yes, I'm fine.
[17] In Japan, most kids start kinder at 6 years old, so that would make Nokoru fifteen…wouldn't it?
[18] I'm really sorry.
[19] Well, I never! or It can't be! or No way!
A/N: This is my second fic, and my first animé fic…so naturally, this is my first CCD fic, so please, be gentle. I'm still groping around with the plot and characters…what I write might not turn out to be canon, but…I'm trying my best. Review, onegaishimasu! *puppydog eyes*