You Should Already Know, I Choose You

1 ;; A Love Letter

Hotaru Imai, has a secret admirer ?! She lets the first love letter pass, but this guy won't stop 'til Hotaru picks him. Who is this mysterious person ? Who cares at first, let's just find out later on. R&&R

"Hotaru, what am I to do ?! It's our second monthsary and I have nothing ! He'll kill me if he finds out I have nothing for him. Ugh. Can you come with me later to Central Town ? Please ?" A brunette was whining through the halls. While her best friend just acted as if she didn't hear a thing.

"Hotaaaruuu" She gave the amethyst-eyed her oh-so precious pout.

"Hell no." Well, that was cold. But, what do you expect from someone like Imai ? Something like that, right ? Right.

"Please ? If you won't I will ask Natsume to break your inventions. Seriously" She desperately wanted Hotaru to come with her.

"I said 'no'."

"If I, -uh- pay you two hundred rabbits, will you come with me ? Please ?" She beg one last time

"Serious ?"

"Yes, yes ! So, will you go ?!" She asked, looking like she does have hope after all.

"Fine. But, meet me at my room, after class."

"Hai, Taru-chan !" She was rejoicing. Thanks to her angels. After a long walk from their dorms to the class room, there they were opening the door. Lotsa people started murmuring. 'What's with the class ?' Hotaru thought.

"Imai-san ! Come, quickly." Iinchou was at her desk. She had no idea what was going on. "Look, on your table." Yuu told her. She was nearing her desk. 'My table ? So what ?' She thought. She stopped in front of her desk.

"Huh ?" There was a letter on her table. Grabbed it swiftly, unfortunately. Pretty impressive design, actually. It had some vectors curling at the side. To ? It read 'To The Most Impressive Hotaru'. She blinked. At least it said impressive, which made the thought of 'throwing it' to 'reading it'. From ? It says 'From your unexpected admirer'. She stared for a few seconds then snapped back. There was a ribbon on the side. Pulled the string and it opened in surprise.

"Your beautiful eyes stare right into my eyes,

And sometimes, I think of you late at night,

I don't know why.

I want to be somewhere where you are.

I want to be where. . .

. . . You're here.

Your eyes are looking into mine.

So baby, make me fly.

My heart has never felt this way before,

I'm looking through your eyes.

*You should already know, I choose you.*"

"Well that was dramatic.' She placed the letter into her bag. Hotaru smirked then returned back to her straight face.

"I think it was sweet, Hotaru-chan" The brunette was feeling love. She had always wanted someone to give her something like that. She danced around the classroom, eyes closed. She felt like she was gonna be sent up to heaven. But again, the letter was for Hotaru, and she already owns her love. But that boy never gave letters. He just stayed there, like never even came up.

"Define, sweet." Hotaru didn't feel anything, thinking it was a letter from one of those fan boys. "Lollipop, now that, is sweet." She took out a lollipop out of her bag. Lollipop was her definition of sweet. Love, isn't.

"That's taste, Hotaru ! I meant, feelings." Mikan smugged.

"Hypothalamus, just great." She was completely avoiding the topic.

"Ughh. Hotaru, you're mean !" Pissed ?!

"Why, thank you." Now, she was totally pissing off her best friend.

The door opened, Natsume came in, followed by Ruka. Ruka was trying to hide his face. Don't know why though.

"Now that, is dramatic." Mikan laughed. Then tripped eventually.

"I see, strawberries." Natsume's whisper was too loud that it was heard by his Polka.

"Ne, Natsume ! How could you peek at my panties just like that ?!" The laugh was gone. Tears ran down her face.

"No, you just happened to show it." Natsume was trying to piss her girlfriend.

"Natsume, you'll pay." She was glaring at him while Natsume was just walking coolly to his desk.

The door slammed this time, Narumi came in. "Ohayo !"

"Ohayo, Sensei." The class had lost it's spirit.

"Well, aren't we just down ?" Narumi laughed, it seemed that he was the only one in the mood. "Mikan-chan, why are you standing up?" Narumi asked as he saw Mikan glaring at someone.

"Err- Nothing" She grinned.

"Well, please sit down now." Class started. After two hours or so, it was time for lunch. Hotaru together with Mikan sat down at the 'Natsume&Ruka' table. Since Mikan and Natsume were together now, Natsume asked Mikan to sit there, but Mikan won't sit there unless Hotaru was with her. So that happened.

"This table is crap. Property of Natsume and Ruka ? How ? It's not like it has their names engraved on the tables and chairs." Hotaru was irritated that she had to sit with Mikan alone at the table.

"There are actually." Mikan replied, rolling her eyes. She pointed below the tables and chairs. Oh, so it is the property of Natsume and Ruka. Oh well. "Anyways, you're totally avoiding the topic here, Taru-chan !"

"Topic ?" Confused now.

"Hotaru, what are you gonna do about the letter ?" She asked, wanting to know her answer. Maybe because, Hotaru might find love at last, she thought.

"What letter ?" Natsume had bumped into the conversation as he and Ruka sat at the table.

"Nat-chan ! Oh, you see, when we came into the class room, we found a letter on top of Hotaru's desk. A love letter to be specific. It was so sweet, Nat-chan ! Will you make me-

"Love letter ? That must be new for Hotaru." Natsume dared to ignore Mikan's last sentence.

"I don't care, I know it's from those fan boys, I just know it." Hotaru wasn't interested in the letter.

"Well, maybe it isn't. Maybe this one's different" Ruka had his poker face on.

"Different, that's someone who's determined to be yours, Taru-chan." Mikan really wanted Hotaru share her life, having fun with someone.

"Just eat." Hotaru ignored all the comments.

"Polka, I want some of the meat." Natsume had his mouth opened. Ready to let Mikan's fork in it.

"I won't be feeding you this time." That was different of Mikan. After lunch, they all went to do there stuff.

At Hotaru's room. (Hotaru's POV)

I'll have to sleep about this letter. I mean, I'm not really interested, but I just wanna find out who the guy is. This nonsense is making me think too much. I can't be in love. I've never been, and if I was, to who ?! To many questions. There are no answers now, and that's just irritating. When it comes to academics and stuff about knowing things, I have the answers. But to these ? I freakin' don't have'm.

Meanwhile, another letter is slipped through her door.

What now ? Another letter ? Damn, I'm getting tired of being dumb. Well, let's see what the smart one says.

"Breeze skipping over water,

Water reflecting lights strung over the bridge,

Lights shining in your eyes.

The fresh, bold feeling of something new,

As winter melts into liquid spring,

And summer takes shape and ripens alongside love.

The petals from the flowering trees, snow for the summer,

Floating down around us as we kiss,

Once, twice, then forever.

You aren't just my sunshine.

You're my sun.

*You should already know, I choose you*"

Damn. If I let Mikan see this, she'll really ask me to be interested in it that she'll make me send back something to that guy. Oh, and what's with the "You should already know, I choose you." part ? I've seen this from the last letter also. Ugh. I should get some sleep now, seriously.

Shoot, I know it sucks. T_T God, please, oh please, help. =))

This'll be my first story. Hope I'll do better in the next chapter =)) \:D/ I'll be trying to reach more words. If I'm able to. Any advice ? Tell me. . I'll be updating in at least less than a week, if I can. =D Oh, and the first love letter was a song. So whoever wants to know the song, can PM me in any way they can.

Please review~^^ ^_^