author's note: hello! this is my second itazura na kiss fanfiction!
basically, it's naoki's POV on the events that lead up to their first kiss! i only thought of "midnight sun" after i finished writing it lol.
please enjoy, read, and review!
I watched her walk away.
It didn't affect me. Who did she think she was, anyways? I walked a classmate back to my classroom, amidst the whispering gossipers.
"Irie.."one of the girls simpered and came over to me as we entered the classroom. One of those silly fan girls again.
"I heard a girl gave you a love letter?" Gossip travels fast.
"I turned her down." Why am I even bothering to explain to these girls? "That's good. After all, she's a nobody." I raised my eyebrow and didn't say anything. She's right, of course. She's from class-F, those losers.
At that precise moemnt, the teacher came in and we all sat down. He announced that today would be spent on review for the test. I sighed. Another day wasted. I always pass these finals without a single mistake. Today could've spent on learning something new - I had always been interested in Quantam Physics.
The rest of the school day went without anything out of the ordinar occuring, unless you count the number of girls coming up to me increasing. They wanted assurance, I could tell. Assurance that I was still single. Stupid girls.
I stepped out the school building, blinking against the sun. As I lowered my eyes, I saw a couple making out behind a tree. School was for education. These ... kids probably were from class-F.
As I walked away, I saw her. The one who confessed to me. As I looked at her, her friend saw me. What was his name again? "Kinnosuke, stop it!" Another girl yelled. Ah, right. Kinnosuke. Kinnosuke started yelling at me. As my friend caught with me, I gave Kinnosuk a glare and walk away. Behind me, I could hear that girl crying and her friends trying to comfort her. I could only think, get over it.
I came home, did my math homework - review again - and switched over to literature. The day had turned into night. I turned the pages until I found the section I was working on. In a little cue box off the side was an inset about Shakespeare. I knew who he was, of course. A playwright. I adjusted the lamp and was about to go back to the historical pose I was reading about when the words Romeo and Juliet popped out, triggering a memory. What's her name had given me a love letter. Who writes love letters anymore?
I smirked as I went back to my homework. However, I had only finished one fourth of my problems approximately two minutes later when another interruption appeared - a deep rumbling noise. I recognized the sound of the earthquake, and a split second later the ground began to shake. I waited to see if the shaking become more rough and prepared myself to drop down and crawl underneath my desk. My precautions were not necessary. The rumbling stopped and I sighed. As I picked up my pencil, I heard the door slam open.
"Onii-Chan! Are you okay?" I forced myself not to groan as I sat back up straight.
"Yes, Mother, I'm fine." The worrywart, my mother. She continued to look over at me in a worried motherly way until I glared pointedly at her and she closed the door with a sigh. I went back to my literature, irate at the fact that I could have finished my literature by this time.
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As I walked down the stairs, I found my father hang up the phone. "Ah! Naoki! I have to tell you something." This was a surprise. Usually my father had gone to work by this time.
"Good morning. No work today?" My father coughed.
"No, no, I will go. You know how there was an earthquake last night?" I nodded. Of course. Interruption. "Well, a very close of my friend lost his house in that earthquake." I raised an eyebrow at this statement. Only my pencil fell in that earthquake. What did he live in?
"He built his own house." My father seemed to read my thoughts from the expression on my face. He must've been a crappy carpenter. "Termites destroyed the support." My father continued. I took a deep breath, trying not to laugh. I found it very funny for some reason. "I offered them to live with us for a while." I nodded. It was something my father would do, as generous as he was.
"Them?"
"Aihara and his daughter. His daughter goes to your school, actually. I actually forgot her name. Let's see..." I saw my father struggle with the daughter's name. I stood up, placing a hand on his shoulder. Aihara did not sound familiar.
"Well, thank you for telling me. I'm going to go eat breakfast now." I felt my father's eyes on my back. I really meant it - I hate surprises.
"Oh," my father spoke, making me turn. "Your mother left a while ago. She set out breakfast for you."
"Did you tell her about the guests?"
"Of course."
I sighed. My mother was probably doing something silly. I assumed it had something to do with the daughter. My easily excited mother…
I sat down, and began to eat breakfast. Only a little while later Yuki came down the stairs. I swallowed. "Good morning."
"Good morning."
Yuki stared at me. I stared back until he spoke. No one could stare me down. "Has father told you about the guests staying over?" He began to eat his breakfast as I put down my bowl, utensils places neatly, parallel to each other on top.
"He has."
Yuki nodded. "The daughter goes to your school. Do you know who?"
Apparently Yuki knew everything. Not that there was anything wrong with that. "I do not know who, and you know I do not particularly care." Yuki nodded. I knew he knew I gave such answers. I don't need anyone stupid hindering. My conscious told me the daughter wasn't going to be the brightest person ever.
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As I reached the school entrance, I saw the same man from yesterday yelling. "Help Kotoko! Her house has collapsed! From the Earthquake!" It clicked in my mind. So the daughter who is going to be staying with me… of course. So Kotoko was her name? I smirked as I came nearer to the school and Kinnosuke noticed me. "You! Who broke Kotoko's heart! Happy? Now…" Apparently he is in love with Kotoko? How pathetic. I threw out some smart witty phrases at Kinnosuke, which made Kotoko gasp, and walked inside. Somehow, I couldn't wait for tonight.
I sat at my desk and got out my literature book. I clasped my hands together and stared out the window, at nothing in particular. I wasn't eager to see her, that is for sure. I was eager to see her reaction. When she was going to be living with me – the man who rejected her.
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"Hurry! Hurry!" My mother cried, excited. Yuki and I walked down the stairs, neither of us in a hurry. As we reached the base of the stairs, the door bell rang. Mother gasped and Father went to open the door. In came Father's friend. He looked like a respectable man, honest and kind. Oh. In came the daughter. I tried not to laugh, imaging her reaction. Yuki looked at me in a funny way, making me put my poker face on.
I waited, patiently, looking at the girl whose love letter I rejected only yesterday. As I leaned against the wall, arms crossed, her eyes traveled over until they found me. She began to freak out. Besides Yuki, no one noticed. Mother and Father were busy talking to Kotoko's father, who I could tell from the expression was apologizing for the inconvenience. That was right. A bit of annoyance bit into my smugness. She was from Class- F, she better not do anything to hinder my studies. But I let that part of me just relax. I wouldn't let her.
"I – you!" Kotoko cried. I smirked.
"I know." Kotoko whined. I rolled my eyes in her reaction. How boring. As I gave her a cold smile just to get her blood to boil, a small part of me wondered, She's going to make life interesting for you, isn't she? My reply: Define interesting.
ah, finished with first chapter! i loved the last phrase! "define interesting"!! sounded like the best quote in this fanfiction haha. please look forward to the next chapter!