Kieta Matsumoto knew nothing of this thing called love. Nor did she really have an interest in learning about it. Let's just say now that she was in her 3rd and final year of junior high she was mostly focused on the high school entrance exams, working to save up money to go to Tokyo U, and living through gym class. Kieta wasn't what you'd call girly girl but definitely not tom boy material either.
Focusing on her education more than boys she didn't really talk to them or socialize with them. Not that she was anti-social or anything she had her group of friends and was comfortable with being in that circle. Not being a big fan of change she never thought in her wildest dreams what was going to happen today.
Boys had never taken an interest in her or at least had never shown any. No they were more into Akane Murimoto. With her out going extraverted personality boys lined up before her. But only the cream of the crop even got a glance from Akane, yeah she was what you'd call the superficial, stuck-up, shallow, ditz. Who knew nothing about the real world or hard work but because she was rich and pretty I guess she didn't need to. Well at least that was what Kieta thought. Even smarties like her didn't know about some things.
Now children this is where our story starts.
"Kieta-- Kieta!" Mitsumi called down the hall attracting many students' glances before getting her best friend's attention.
Oh, Mitsumi I forgot to wait for you by the lunchroom, didn't I? "Yeah?" I answered turning around and then suddenly being knocked down onto the cold, hard floors of Seigaku. "Ow," I cried as my body connected to the floor. A few seconds passed before I started to collect my books that had been scattered about the hallway during my fall and then I saw that someone to the right side of me had stopped to help me pick up my books.
"Here you go," he said handing me my other books and offering a hand up.
Once back on my feet again I saw who the boy was, Kikumaru Eiji also a third year. "Thanks," I said gratefully.
"Kieta! Are you okay? I saw what happened." Mitsumi asked in a worried tone upon reaching me.
Seeing that I was still holding Kikumaru's hand I quickly let go of it and started to walk away with Mitsumi following me.
Taking one last look at the coffee colored hair girl I turned around now noticing that I was going to be late for tennis practice! Ai, Oishi's gonna kill me!!! I thought now breaking into a run dodging student after student until reaching the locker room.
"Eiji! You're ten minutes late!" Oishi exclaimed at the red hair boy as he exited the building.
"Nya! I'm sorry Oishii but there was this girl and---"
"Aahh, Eiji let's just go," he said motioning me to follow. "And stop calling me that!"
After sixty laps around we finally were permitted to stop. I am never going to be late for practice again. I thought to myself while catching my breath I reaching for my red water bottle. That's weird. I could have sworn I had it here. Ah! When I helped that girl I forgot to get my bottle from my locker on the way to practice!
"Oi! Oishi, cover for me," I whispered to my friend before sprinting back towards the school.
"Wait! Eiji! We're in the middle of practice!" he called after me. That guy. Not only was he late, now he's leaving.
"Sqee," the door's notches wailed as I opened the door briefly before sliding in. Running down the long hallway I started to hear faint voices coming from the cooking club. Darn, why did humans have to have a sense of nosiness? Stopping at the Home Ec. room I listened against the closed metal door.
"You did!" I could hear girls' voices squealing as if there was some new chunk of gossip to be heard. "Yeah, she did," another girl confirmed. "I can't believe our own Kia would do that." yet another one chimed in. Geez how many of them are in there. I thought walking out of the sub-division of the building and into the main hallway again.
"So who bumped into you?" Mai asked now getting really interested in the conversation. Scratch that everyone in this room was now getting really interested.
"Well I didn't see," I answered continuing to fill the cupcake molds.
"Oh come on," Jay said suspiciously leaning in over the counter top.
"Well if you're not going to tell us who bumped into you at least tell us who you held hands with until Mitsumi interrupted," Jill compromised putting down the pink sprinkles she was using to take the new batch of frosted cupcakes off the rack then placing it in front of her.
"No one," I said keeping my eyes on the uncooked cupcakes.
"No one!" everyone in the room exclaimed including Miss Suzuki.
"Kikumaru Eiji!" Mitsumi blurted out pausing her frosting duties.
"Mitsumi!" I said looking over at the girl beside me.
"Sorry but they were going to find out sooner or later," she apologized.
"Ooo," every other girl in that room said stopping what they were doing just to make this one sound and grin at me evilly.
"Look he was only helping me pick up my books," I told them hoping this would make them lay off the subject.
Nope. It did not even make them pause. About an hour later when we had finished baking, frosting, and packaging all of the cupcakes, as well as everyone had given their insight about how this was going to start me and Eiji's "relationship" people had finally started to file one by one out of the room. Soon I got ready to pack up now only three of the six of us where left in the room.
"Well good night girls," Miss Suzuki said vanishing out the door way. "Oh and remember to turn off the lights when you leave," she said reappearing at the entrance of the room.
"So can you come over?" Mitsumi asked me while helping to load the five dozen cupcakes into the white boxes for the weekends bake sale.
"Sorry I have to work," I apologized carrying the five boxes out the door with Mitsumi following making sure that the lights were off and the door closed.
"Oh, well I guess I'll see you at the bake sale tomorrow." she said disappointedly. "Well then walk home safely!" she said waving at me as we when in opposite directions down the hall. "Oh and Kieta!" she called down again.
"Yeah," I answered from behind the boxes.
"Don't bump into anyone on your way home!"
"I won't," I insured her. At least I hope I won't.
"Whew, practice is finally over," I sighed taking a long gulp of my water.
"Gr... Eiji don't ever do that again!" Oishi, Momo, Kaido, and the rest of the non-regulars shouted at me, all of them out of breath after the practice.
"Sorry guys, it's just," I started.
"We already know, it was because of a girl," Momo said with arms crossed, his nose up in the air. As if it wasn't high enough already.
"Well, actually yeah," I said, "how'd you know?"
"Eiji, Eiji, Eiji, every guy comes to a point in his life where they start to well have feelings for that one certain girl," Momo started.
"Wha--wait you guys think I like a girl!" I said with my jaw dropped.
"Actually guys," Fuji continued, "last I checked Eiji liked every cute girl that walked past him."
"Yeah, that's true!" they all agreed laughing.
"But you guys the reason isn't because I like her it's because," I tried to tell them.
"I see, a one sided crush," Ryoma chipped in slurping at his Ponta.
"You should be talking Ochibi! Being so rude to that girl. Um... what's her name, Saku-- Sakumi? No, Um..." I thought.
"Now, now, Eiji don't go changing the subject," Oishi said. They don't understand... Well at least it's the weekend and they'll probably forget about this by Monday. I thought walking towards the school to get my backpack from my locker. Geez, this one incident with this girl and she has me forgetting things right and left.
Aw... I'm sorry Mits any other day would have worked. Well, I guess I'll just call you later tonight. Just great, not how am I going to open my locker? I asked myself, while standing just before it. Note to self next time don't make so much cupcakes that the boxes block your view. "Huh, well I guess I'll have to put the boxes down on the ground for now." I said talking to myself.
"Where is it, where is it?" I asked myself trying to think back to the day events where I had my World History essay. Let's see after class I headed down toward my locker to get my things and go to practice. But I didn't stop at my locker and I didn't have it when I got to practice. So... the only thing is the girl has it!
"Ai! What bad luck," I told myself, "on the weekend it was due and I lost it to this girl."
Walking away slowly I heard someone off the other direction. Following my ears I heard what sounded like a girl talking to herself. Looking past the corner of the hallway I saw her! The girl that probably has my essay! "Boy what good luck," I cheered looking up at the ceiling.
"Hey! Miss," I called waving at her as she closed her locker door.
Oh no, it's him. Now what does he want compensation for helping me with my books? I thought silently while turning around to greet him.
"I think you have my essay," he said walking up to me.
"Essay?" I said clueless. I think I'm missing something in here... "Essay, what essay?"
"Well when I helped you with your books I think I might have accidentally put my homework in between the books and given it to you," I explained.
"Oh sorry. I'll check," she apologized taking off her cream colored backpack to un-zipping the first pocket. She likes bunnies. I noted to myself noticing the little rabbit drawing on the front of her backpack. "Here it is," she told me holding the piece of paper in front of her for me to take.
"Thanks," I replied.
"No problem," she responded almost automatically. "Well I'll see you around," she said picking her pile of boxes up off the ground.
"Wait," I said making her pause and look back. "Do you want some help? That stack of boxes is higher than your head."
"Okay," she agreed giving me two of the white boxes.
"So where is your house?" I asked politely turning to look at her.
"Close by, but I have to go to work in like fifteen minutes so I'll head there," she informed me. "Here, since you probably have to go home yourself, I'll carry them to the shop," she paused to take the boxes back. "But thanks for helping me in the hallway and asking to now." she said walking down the rest of the hall, leaving me standing there. That's weird. Was she mad at me or something? Normally girls would want help... Not being conceded or anything but I am a regular. I pondered to myself turning the other direction to walk go home.
Aw... I'm sorry Eiji. I don't have anything against you it's just I have to stay focused on school and work for right now. I thought turning my head to look at him walking in the opposite direction now. Kieta, he'll get over it. I reassured myself. He's a popular regular. There's tons of girls going goo-goo eyed at him. One girl can't possibly hurt him.
Authors Note: Hello everyone! This is my first Eiji story and second fanfic I hope you enjoyed it! Well tootles!
Oh and just a p.s. please read and review. But no flames I'll just figure no reviews equals a not so good story. But I would really appreciate it if you did review, it would give me some knowledge if people like my story or not.
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