AU

R&R

I'm Not Her Type?!

I'm used to being adored by everyone, to being treated special, and to be on the top of their list. It's nothing new to me, in fact ever since I was a child I always have been liked and wanted. And every single time I felt it, I always loved it. I loved the fame, respect and power that come along with the adoration they have for me. It was pleasing, satisfying, and fulfilling. It's where my ego was rooted.

I am rather confident, a bit conceited yet still maintaining my modesty, about everything that I am and everything I have. I could easily sway anyone I want and everyone would instantly be fawning over me. That's how it has been. That's how it has always been. That's how it works. That's how it was supposed to work that is until she showed up in my dorm.

"I still can't believe I'm not her type?!" I said in disbelief, partly annoyed by the idea.

"We're still on that subject?" she sighed as she rolled her eyes.

"YES!!" I exclaimed quickly. "Everyone loves me. They adore me. She should adore me!" I restated the obvious fact.

"Why bother? You don't even like her."

"But she has to adore me! That's how it should be."

"Maybe she didn't see something she liked in you…" she muse rather the impossible idea.

I quickly looked at her and glared before bursting out drastically, "Is she blind?! What could she possibly like that she didn't see in me?!"

She gulped and raised both her hands in defense, "Hey, don't release your frustrations on me."

I sighed, my brows disengaging from creasing, and leaned my head on my palm

"She just might have a different taste…"

"Or maybe…" I propped from my chair and cheekily smiled at her. "Maybe this is just her way of showing her interest in me."

"Or maybe Michiru, you're just not what she's looking for." She added, smiling sarcastically before me. "Just think about it."

I squinted then waved "Uh yeah? That's not possible."

"Why don't you just admit that you finally found someone who isn't so crazy about you?" She stated.

"Because I haven't, Aoi! This hasn't happened before and I won't let it happen now!"

She grunted then asked "So what are you planning to do?"

"I'll be her type no matter what." I said decisively.

"Why are you so worked up about this anyway? I mean you've got the whole school fawning over you, what difference does it make if one person isn't so much into you?" She asked, hint of confusion and irritation inside.

"I'm not, Aoi. I'm not…" I said in defense. But my friend is as skeptical as always. Instead of being contented with my answer, she raised her brow in return.

"It's just that… it's not possible, you know." I muttered, gazing at the view outside the window.

She shook her head then stood up from the chair. "Just don't do something you'll regret sooner or later."

"I won't." I said assuredly. She laughed half-heartedly before waving goodbye.

I stood up from the chair and walked towards the window. The sunset was always a beauty to watch. It's always astonishing to see the sun's rays slowly diminishing from the horizon. One will always be in awe at the wonder unveiling before them.

…

It is also exactly what everyone feels about me: the tingling feeling around their stomach, the weakening of their knees, smile spreading across their lips, fluttering of their eyes, and that crazy throbbing of their hearts. They can't help but stare at the wonder in front of them and be sucked into that feeling. It's the law of nature. When one is faced with the most perfect untainted beauty in the world, one is bound to be in complete and utter awe. This is the expected scene yet one decided to defy that law…

Why am I not your type?!

I sighed and watched her as she ran around the track with much enthusiasm, concentration and dedication in it.

If you'd only put as much enthusiasm in me, I wouldn't be like this you know...

I continued watching her figure from the window while thinking deeply to myself.

I've never been this so determined nor have I been this eager in my entire life. Perhaps I may have been but not about someone, it's always about something. But at this very moment, what I desire the most is to be her type.

Why?

Because for the past seventeen years of my life, I've never met anyone who wouldn't want me or like me. It never happened. Moreover, it didn't even cross my mind that it could actually happen. But now that it did, I was suddenly been thrown inside this world I've never been in before; a world that never existed before and now I'm standing in that new world that she created herself. And I hate being in that world.

I will be your type no matter what!

I sighed frustratingly. Suddenly I'm turning into some kind of insensible human being, desperately wanting to be needed and dreadfully needing to be wanted.

When did this obsession started?

-Flashback-

The sea nymph gracefully walked towards the door and happily welcomed her visitor with a smile.

"Welcome." She smiled sweetly and perfectly. The blonde visitor reciprocated the warm greeting with one of her impeccable smile. "Do you want me to help you with those?" the smaller of the two asked, reaching a hand out.

The taller one shook her head, "Nah.. I had carried these from the ground floor up to the third floor; a few more steps wouldn't hurt me."

The other giggled and led her visitor inside. The room wasn't big nor was it too small, it was your average sized room enough for two people to occupy. There's one double deck bed on the farthest right, two desks and chairs, two closets, and an enough space for their other things.

"I had arranged the bed for you." the sea nymph said tapping the sofa. The blonde looked up then backed at her roommate. "You don't mind sleeping at the top, do you?"

"It's okay. I don't mind as long as there's a place I could sleep on." She smiled. "Besides, the dorm manager said I will only be staying here temporarily."

The blonde lifted her bag and dropped it on her bed. She deeply breathed out before turning to look at the other girl. "Thanks for the trouble you put up in fixing the bed."

"You're welcome." She smiled back. "We haven't formally introduced ourselves yet, I'm Kaioh Michiru."

"Tenoh Haruka." the blonde held her hand out. Michiru reached out and shook her hand.

"So why did you choose this school?" Michiru asked removing her hand from the handshake.

"I was scouted for the track and field team. I guess that's all there is to it."

"So you're the one my friends have been talking about-.." Michiru suddenly gasped in bewilderment, blurting unconsciously, "You're the-…"

"the?"

"Nothing. I mean nothing." She waved. Suddenly the welcoming atmosphere before became an awkward silence.

Haruka shrugged Michiru's abrupt weirdness and began arranging her belongings. It took a few minutes before Michiru began talking again.

"Hey, I don't mean to pry onto your life but I heard that you're… you know…"

Haruka looked at her questioningly, "What about me?"

"That you like girls." ending the statement with an awkward smile.

Haruka stared at her then sneered.

Michiru instantly looked up and pressed further, "Is it true? Not that it bothers me though."

"Are you worried?" Haruka asked with a lopsided smile on her face

"No, I'm not worried at all." Michiru stated. "I just want you to know that… I don't swing that way."

Haruka chuckled. "Yeah.. Well even if you do swing that way, as you would put it, I don't think there's need to worry."

"What do you mean?" brows furrowed as Michiru curiously and dubiously asked.

"I mean.. well.." Haruka paused closing her closet and then facing Michiru fully. "Even if I swing that way, you're not my type at all."

The sea nymph stood there stunned at the words that flowed right through the blonde's mouth.

"Don't get me wrong though. I mean you're really beautiful, but it's just that you're not my type." Haruka stated once again, shattering Michiru's ego further to pieces.

But,

Although the statement caused a stir inside Michiru, the smaller woman still had to respond. She breathed deeply and with a smile, she said without any hint of anger or disappointment "That's good to hear then."

Despite the fact that Michiru replied confidently, perfectly masking her distress, Haruka's words kept running through her mind over and over again. It was like a broken tape playing repeatedly the same song. It was purely annoying and maddening.

-end of flashback-

WHY AM I NOT YOUR TYPE?!

"YOU DUMB BLONDE!!!" I stopped and looked down.

Suddenly I became aware that I burst out those words rather loudly for my liking.

My body stiffened as her teal eyes stared at me.

Quickly and impulsively, marked with utter stupidity, I slid down and hid myself from her curious emerald eyes.

I remained in my position for minutes, waiting and waiting for her to leave the field. I slowly kneeled and took a glimpse out the window. My nerves began stirring with sheer happiness when I found no blonde in sight. I stood up from the floor, quickly grabbing my bag and left the school premises at once with a great amount of hope reeling in me. Hoping to the possibility that I would be able to race my said roommate, slash track and field star, first at the dormitory.

Yet hope really doesn't get anyone far.

As soon as I stepped out of the school entrance door, her gentle smile and warm teal eyes had welcomed me.

"Hey!" standing upright from where she stood.

I smiled and walked slowly, "Hi."

"You're going home right?" Haruka asked. I nodded and she smiled instantly.

We walked to the dormitory together and it had been the longest walk I ever had or just that the nervousness I was feeling was killing me. I had been on the edge thinking of whether she heard me or not. And if she did hear me, what should I say? What should I do?

That wasn't really the typical thing to burst out when I want to be her type. I sighed. This is really putting me to a whole new world. This plan of being her type is driving me insane, and it hasn't even started.

"You're awfully quiet…" I snapped as soon as her pondering voice penetrated my ears. She looked at me then beamed "You're livelier when alone, aren't you?"

"huh?" I raised a brow.

She smiled, "You dumb blonde!" and mimicked, smiling slyly at my direction.

I blushed in an instant and abruptly voiced out an excuse, "Ah, it was-… Usagi! The dumb blonde was Usagi. She left the notes she borrowed from me."

She chuckled. "I wasn't really asking who that dumb blonde was."

I mentally slapped myself. "I know. I just thought that you misunderstood what I said since you also have blonde hair."

"Well I do have my dumb moments." She commented. "But I do think that Usagi's clumsiness is quite adorable, in fact captivating."

"You like clumsy girls?"

"If a woman's clumsiness gives me the idea of wanting to protect her, then yes I do like clumsy girls."

"Is that so?"

"Well yeah, I guess." She shrugged. "It's quite endearing, don't you think?"

"No." I replied. "It's quite irritating to begin with."

"Well that's because you're a woman of grace and elegance, gawky in the least."

"I can be clumsy." I spat with confidence.

"That's worth seeing." she sneered, underlying the words 'like it would happen'.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked furiously.

"I mean, it's like saying that Usagi perfected a math exam or Ami had outraced me."

I glared. She did manage to make a good argument but I still had to reply something back. "You're strange."

"You mean mysterious?"

"No. Just strange." I said flatly. She laughed. "Most people I know would want someone mature, but you, you want completely the opposite of it."

"Well, people have different taste."

"That I'm FULLY aware of." I pointed out, sucking in all the laughter dared to escape.

"No, Michiru." she whispers as she looked straight at me. "You're not aware at all. Not even for a bit."

I wonder what that was about. There was something different, and somehow I badly wanted to know what it was. "Ha-…"

"I like mature women also. I like Ami and Rei." She hinted, looking at the dim sky above us. Suddenly the awkward atmosphere before was completely changed. "What I don't like are women who can do anything and everything. There's nothing intriguing in there. I think women like that are boring, don't you think?"

-x0x-

-Next Day-

"'I think women like that are boring, don't you think?' BORING?! Looking at Ami is boring! Listening to Rei talk is boring!" I fumed slamming my palm on my desk.

"Just do remember we're in school." Aoi advised silently, looking around in panic. She sighed in relief then glared. "Do you want to get into a fight that badly?"

"I'm just annoyed!"

"Then keep the volume of your annoyance five levels down the notch!" she spat.

"That blonde… I'll show her!"

"Now what?"

"I can be clumsy! I will be clumsy!"

"Yeah, and I can be Jesus."

"Why do you people say that?!"

"Cause you, Michiru, just said the impossible thing."

"I can be clumsy if I want to."

"Okay. I believe you. Now, can I take my lunch?"

"And you Aoi will help me how to!"

"Why do I even bother taking lunch with you?!" Aoi sighed exasperatingly.

Now, I'm more determined than ever. After what she said last night, I can never back down anymore. She'll see how clumsy and rousing I can be. I've received numerous awards before, and most of them people thought I won't be able to get but I got them. How hard would it be to be clumsy?

"Michiru." I snapped out of my reverie. I looked up and saw Aoi running towards me. She hastily grabbed my hand and dragged me along with her. After minutes of relentless dragging, we finally stopped. She smiled then let goes of my hand.

We were outside of the school, standing in the middle of school garden.

I looked around then remarked, "I don't think gardening is a part of being clumsy."

"And throwing a lousy joke is?" she shot back.

"What are we doing here anyway?" I asked, my eyes wandering around the area.

"We're here to hone your clumsy skills."

"And by that, you mean how?"

"I asked the school's clumsiest student to help us out." She proudly revealed, smug smile across those lips of her. "and who will be in here in just a few seconds from now."

"You asked for Usagi's help?" I inquired happily

"Ahh.. well-…"

"Did somebody asked for Tomo's help?" another voice pompously asked. I turned my head around, and there she was, standing ever so arrogantly before us.

"I didn't ask you to hone my stupidity." I whispered to Aoi.

Tomo smirked as started walking towards us, "The great Tomo will help you in beco-…"

Then slipped, face first.

"UMPHFFF!"

"Well they do come hand in hand… stupidity and clumsiness that is." Aoi noted softly into my ear.

"I think it'll be hard separating both." I sighed and watched Tomo stand up from the floor and brush the dust off from her skirt.

She smirked once again, giving us the notion that slipping was something to be proud of. "And what did you learn from that example?"

"Watch where you're going?" I replied.

Tomo, surprisingly and a bit annoyingly, sighed disappointedly at me. "Yare yare.. We've got a long way to go. Why don't we start from the basic before you can appreciate the value of slipping?"

Basic? I wonder if it was some kind of stupid joke Tomo had said. But unexpectedly the basics do exist in becoming clumsy.

We started off with opening a bag of chips. Tomo held out two one hundred yen out and purchased two bags of potato chips from the vending machine. She handed one to me and the other was for her. She waved her hand and told us to watch her. And as soon as she opened hers, chips were suddenly thrown all over the place. She then looked at us, pouting and soon started sobbing. Aoi panicked and tried to get another bag of chips on the vendo machine but Tomo quickly held her hand and beamed at us.

The wonder of being clumsy had just been performed right before my eyes and it simply had me floored. I got amazed at how effective it was that it even got Aoi to sympathize with her.

Now it was my turn to open the bag of chips. I breathed deeply, and with another exhale as my cue. I ripped the plastic bag open….. quite perfectly.

Tomo buried her face on her palm and grunted loudly, while Aoi had her thumb down. It was 1-0, 1 for the clumsiness, and 0 for me.

We then moved on to another basic.

Tomo brought us to the library and grabbed six books from the shelf. She placed them on top of each other then signaled us to watch her. Carefully, she lifted all the books up and started walking rather with difficulty. We stayed a few feet away from her and watched from a distance. She suddenly stumbles but managed to maintain her balance, unluckily she bumped into someone. Books fell, skirts flew, a glimpse of pink panty, and a helpless woman down the ground.

She looked up to her bumper, and innocently stared at him with that helpless near teary look in her eyes. He blushed and soon she had him in her very own hands. He quickly gathered all the books around and helped her up from the floor. The last thing I saw of him was this unbearable happiness emitting from his face. Tomo joyfully skipped her way to us and gave us a thumb up.

I sighed and began walking towards the tower of books.

As soon as my fingertips met the edge of the book, three men came running to my aid. Without even saying anything, they quickly grabbed the book from the table and asked me where to place it. The next thing I heard was Tomo's exasperated grunt and Aoi's all-knowing laugh.

… 2-0.

On to the next "becoming clumsy" training.

Tomo then grabbed a table and pulled it closer. She then waved at us and we watched intently as told. She deliberately dropped a pen on the floor, and as she bends down to pick it up, her head strongly hit the table and fell. My turn expectedly turned out way different. Before I bent down to pick the pen up, I pushed the table a few feet away from me out of impulse. Aoi shook her head while Tomo slapped her face.

… 3-0.

We did a lot more than I could trace and everything ended up the same. It was like my body was rejecting everything Tomo was teaching me. This was the first time I've experienced such difficulty and I'm simply not happy about it!

Being clumsy was harder than I thought.

"This was harder than I thought." Tomo remarked. It was 9-0. After the numerous failed attempts that had transpired, Tomo decided to bring us up on the roof for the ultimate lesson.

She walked towards the middle and dropped a piece of cloth on the floor.

"Slipping is the greatest form of being clumsy. With one slip, you'll capture the very heart of clumsy-lovers worldwide!" she passionately and devotedly explained.

I heard Aoi burst out laughing from behind me.

"This is certainly absurd."

"Do you want to be clumsy?" She asked eagerly, inching in. I backed away and nodded. "Good! Then take a step."

I gulped and moved forward. They took a step back and watch from behind.

This is stupid but then again, if this will get Haruka to like me, I might as well try.

I lifted my foot up and stared at the cloth on the floor.

"Just one step!" Tomo shouted.

"You can slip Michiru!" Aoi mocked… quite irritatingly. "Slip for the sake of all the clumsy lovers!" she shouted dramatically once again before bursting out with laughter. She seemed to enjoy this.

With my eyes closed, I dropped my foot on top of the cloth… or what I thought I did.

"I can't do it!" I grumbled. "My feet won't obey me!"

"There's no helping it, Kaioh-san." Tomo said flatly, taking the cloth off from the floor. "We've done ten clumsy things, I fell more than I could remember, hit my head more than a day's worth, and you haven't done a single thing that could be considered clumsy. Just face it, you're just not built for it."

"Maybe we could do 15 more lessons?"

"If you can't slip deliberately, there's no way any clumsy girls in this world could help you."

"But-.." before I could even plead one more time, she finally left.

"Well, face it Michiru, you're just not clumsy." Aoi commented, tapping my shoulder. I looked over then back at the door then sighed. "Why don't you just ask Tenoh-san out?"

"No! I won't do that. I will be clumsy. I will slip, you'll see." I said earnestly before walking away.

Asking her out was never an option. I will never ask someone out even if I'm on the edge of desperation or insanity. I have to be clumsy. That's the only way. I don't care if it takes me a week or a month to be one. I will definitely seize Haruka's heart with this clumsiness of mine. Watch out, you blonde with an odd taste in women!

I gulped as I stared down at the stairs. I grabbed onto the railing as I felt a bit nauseous. With another round of deep breathing, I slowly released my hold and gathered all the courage left in me. If I slip down the stairs it'll be ten times clumsy than slipping on a plane ground. I can do this. It's just a deliberate slip. Just deliberately slip. Just slip, Michiru. Just one. Jus-…

"Hey!" The sudden greeting from behind surprised me. Before I knew it, my foot slips

"Kyaaa!!" I screamed.

Then, I felt strong hands grab my arm and pulled me up. I clutched tightly onto the owner's body and breathed deeply.

"That was dangerous!" She said worriedly. "What were you trying to do?"

That was the first time I saw her with that expression. And somehow, rather replying to her question, I found myself smiling at that reaction. Oddly enough, a part of me wanted to see more new expressions of her. I was definitely intrigued.

"Do you want to go out with me tomorrow, Haruka?" I blurted out. The look on her face, which was also new, gave me a time to reassess what I just asked her. After a few seconds of thinking, I finally recalled word per word.

My eyes bulged. "No. No. No. I mean, do you want to join me do some shopping for our dorm? Like toiletries, frames, mugs, plates…" and a hard slap on the face…

"I-.. I can't." She shyly responded. "Minako and her friends asked me out to watch a movie with them. Maybe some other time. Gomen." smiling apologetically.

"Oh… I see. Some other time sounds good."

There was an awkward pause between us after that. This is why I don't ask people out. I never like rejection. I hate it. I hate it even more since it's Haruka who once again did it first. It seems like Haruka's always giving me my every firsts. I turned around, preparing to leave disappointedly until she called me out.

"Hey, Michiru." I looked over and she smiled. "If you don't mind, why don't you come with us tomorrow? They'll be happy to have you there too."

I suddenly heard angels singing around me. I smiled, held the urge at smiling wider than normal, and replied, "I would love that."

"Great!" she beamed. "I have track practice tomorrow, but we'll all be meeting at the fountain near the train station by two in the afternoon. You can go ahead without me."

I nodded. She waved goodbye before jogging her way down the stairs. As soon as she was no longer in sight, my body began to tremble with sheer happiness. All I have to do now is to have her all to myself, and then comes the Kaioh charm.

By the end of that day, I'll have you fawning over me, Tenoh!

-x0x-

-Next Day-

2:15 PM

My face suddenly lit up when I saw a blonde woman jogging her way towards me. I waved my hand and she instantly smiled.

"Sorry if I'm late." She said, gasping for some air. "Did you wait long?"

"I just arrived here too." I returned. That was a lie. I've been here since one in the afternoon. Waiting back at the dorm was driving me crazy. But of course I can't tell her that.

"They haven't arrived yet, huh?" She asked. I nodded. "That's weird. They're usually early for something like this." She mused.

We ended up sitting at the corner while waiting for them. It took about another fifteen minutes before we finally got the answer as to why they were late.

Haruka's phone beeped three times before she rummaged through her pocket and flipped it open. Her brows furrowed then a long sigh of disappointment. She placed her cell back in her pocket and stood from the bench. I followed.

"They said they couldn't make it. It seems like they all have something else to do."

"Is that so?"

"Yeah. But it's a bit puzzling how sudden it all was, and all of them?"

"I know. I'm really mystified."

Okay that was another lie. I can't charm my way into Haruka if there are people I know around us. That's too embarrassing. So let's just say I arranged a few things.

-flashback-

"I know you asked Haruka out for a movie tomorrow."

"Wha-…"

"Don't show up tomorrow."

"But-…"

"I'll do all your homework...! You Minako, Usagi and Rei, I'll do all your homework in whatever subjects you have troubles in!"

"But-.." Usagi tried to explain

"Pipe down Usagi! Michiru-san's giving us quite an offer." Minako angrily interrupted, glaring at Usagi.

"Just tell Haruka you have something else to do, and your homework will be done by me in no time."

Minako and Rei smiled slyly at each other. With one knowing nod, they faced Michiru and unisonly replied, "You got yourself a deal."

-end of flashback-

"I wonder what happened." I pondered, holding back a smile.

Haruka sighed then turned to face me. "Sorry about this." and apologized sincerely. "I guess some other time then. Let's walk home."

"No!" Crap. It was louder than what I had in mind. I cleared my throat and continued. "I mean, let's stay. We're already here. Why don't we enjoy this day together, ne?"

I made a really outdated look with my eyes before her, the one where you blink your eyes a couple of times and stare at them with this irresistible piercing gaze. I did something embarrassing such as that just to convince her. Where did my pride go? I sighed melodramatically from the inside.

Surprisingly, this outdated gesture seemed to work perfectly to Haruka.

She turned around and smiled. "Sure. Why not? It seems fun."

My heart suddenly leaped out of proportion. I smiled warmly back, praying for dear God not to let my smile turn into a mischievous grin. Finally, the time has come for me to be her type. I can't believe I'll be able to put my plans into action. There's no way for you to escape now. Once you taste the sweetness of my charm, you'll never want to look at someone else anymore. Dark clouds stormed through my mind, and then a wicked creepy laughter started filling in, louder with every second.

"Where do you want to go?"

I snapped, then smiled tenderly at her direction. "Why don't we watch a movie?"

Just you wait and see. You will fall for me, Haruka! You'll definitely will!

I know, I should update the end of Three days or my other stories, but this story has been in my laptop for like a month now. lol. got to dispose it

i'll do a double post on saturday! and that's for sure! trust me! well it's either (this/three days or this/better together. I already got half of it written just having some trouble for the ending for three days.. lol)

Sorry for being crappy and all!

and THANKS A LOT!!