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This is a short story about how I felt at a certain point in my life. And I used up Inoue to tell you my thoughts and I switched my loved man with Ichigo. It is about a desperate, impossible love. I hope you are going to read this and like it! Please, even if you didn't find this story to your liking, review, so I can improve! Thank you very much! Also, tell me please about grammar problems or typos! Thanks!
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INOUE POV
It was not my fault. Anybody would fall in love with him. Besides, I made a promise that day. Well, it wasn't really a promise. But I said if Kuchiki-san fell in love with him, I would, too.
We were all sitting by those candles' light. He was playing the guitar, and it was perfect. A little slow, a little sad, a little romantic – that is what set the mood. Everybody was smiling, even Sado-san. My gaze turned to his perfectly shaped face. A big smile formed on his slim face, he seemed truly happy. He laughed a little as he made a mistake while playing the music. He noticed that I was looking at him. I tried to look away quickly, but he managed to look into my eyes before I could turn away. The candles didn't give much light – his pupils grew bigger than usual. It gave him a really cute look. He either didn't notice it, or didn't want to notice the special look I gave him and how I was almost stalking him. He only gave me a simple, but heart-warming smile and turned to the group of people around the little table again.
I shouldn't be feeling this way. I can barely keep myself from going up to him and kiss his cheek. I want to feel it so badly. But this love was forbidden from the start. I hung my head and looked at my lap. I was working so hard so that he would notice me one day. And he actually did notice me. When I was in trouble he saved me, when I was sad he cheered me up, and when I was alone he was there for me. Who wouldn't fall in love with him after all we went through?
But somebody was faster than me. Somebody was quicker and snatched him away from my hands. I felt my throat get narrow and I have to get a deep breath. I exhaled it shakily. A smile unintentionally grew onto my face. I'm so miserable. Why couldn't I get these feelings for someone else? Why him? My vision got blurry and I felt tears coming. I had to keep them back. No matter what, I couldn't cry now. They care for me and they would want to know the reason. And I don't want to lie. Not anymore. I looked up at the ceiling and with a lot of effort I managed to push them back.
I looked back to the people around us then at the guitar in his lap. His fingers gently plucked the strings. The golden ring on his finger reflected some light from the dying light of the candles. The song came to an end and everyone clapped their hands together, giving a big applause to the musician. He took a last look at me before bowing and laughing. Why did he look at me? Why? Because I am more than a friend? Because I am ugly and he wants to show how pathetic I am? Why?
Kuchiki-san got up and sat next to him. She placed an arm around his shoulders, but he threw it off. He placed the guitar on the floor and turned to her, giving a kiss onto her lips. I don't know who it was that started the applause, but as I looked around I felt disappointed. Even Keigo-san applauded, despite his love for Kuchiki-san. Of course – I am the only one. I am not angry. Nor jealous. Just sad. I put my elbow on the arm of the chair and rested my head on it. He softly poked my shoulder and I looked at him immediately, ready for everything. „What's wrong?" He asked simply, yet it was so good to hear. At least he cared for me. But it was the worst he could do as well. I fell in love with him again. „Just a little tired." I lied with an innocent smile and faked a yawn. His face showed relief as he nodded, then turned back to Kuchiki-san. His light-orange hair reflected the light of the last candles as he turned back.
I reached out for some more apple juice. I had to do something to get him off my mind.
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