Day One
Saturday, February 4, 2012
Weather: Sunny, warm, melting snow (gross)
People I Met Today: Gakupo Kamui
Mood: Let's do this! ( ^_^ ) b
"Please, Papa, Mama!" I begged once more, on my knees at their feet, looking at them with the best puppy-dog eyes I could. And, after an hour of incessant begging, they finally gave in. And, as I'd expected, it was Papa who gave in first.
"Fine," he submitted. I beamed at him, but he stubbornly refused to look. I really love Papa. I'm sure you'd love him, too.
"Kiyoteru!" cried my mother in utter disbelief.
"Come on, Lily," he insisted. "She's fourteen years old. She knows what she's doing."
"You think it's a good idea to let a fourteen year old girl travel on her own a month?"
"In the world of Pokémon, you set off on journeys at age ten," I offered playfully. I'm sort of a brat, I guess. Well, I'm snarky. That's what Papa says. Well, no, he calls me a rotten bugger, but same difference.
"Rin," Papa said in a warning tone.
"I might be able to convince them to bring me home," I amended seriously.
"Quiet, you," Mama snapped at me. I shrugged it off casually. Mama has a temper.
In any case, I had my yes, and I wasn't going to let it go. So, while Mama and Papa argued, I headed to my room and started pack my school bag with more important things than stupid books. I stuffed in three outfits (I'm sorry if I smell by the time I get to see you, but keep in mind I had to bike all the way there), a purple and navy scarf and a grey woolen hat with mouse ears in case it got cold, the many pages of directions I printed off googlemaps (gotta love technology, right?), my wallet filled with one month's earnings of tutoring money (ten dollars an hour, seven hours a week), my student ID, my passport, my birth certificate (I'm doomed if I lose this bag), a refillable bottle of water, my bathing suit (one can hope a hotel might have a pool, or maybe that you have one), a bag filled with sweets, my laptop and power chord, and, to top it all off, the contents of two boxes of granola bars, just dumped in there. I'm probably going to be eating nothing but junk food this entire trip, so I apologize if I'm a little chubbier than you imagined when I get there. You know what, never mind. I'm sure you won't care, right, Gumi?
"I'm leaving now!" I announced to my parents, who were arguing in the kitchen, as I fled through the front door. Mama called for me to stop, but there was no way I'd let her stop me from heading out to see you. I'd prepared to run away if they'd said no in the end, so my bike was all set up for a quick escape, I kicked my leg over it, kicked up the stopper, and began to pedal. I glanced back at my parents as they ran out the door and called, "See you when I get back!"
"Put your helmet on!" my father called out to me.
Consider all I was doing and how he was helping, that was a small demand. With a cheery smile, I released one hand's grip on the handlebars and grabbed the helmet that hung there, skillfully locking it under my chin and putting my grip back onto the handlebars. With a final wave goodbye to my parents, I headed off to see you.
I can't say that it was particularly good biking weather, but I'm hoping it'll be better the further south I head. Then it won't be so cold, and, hopefully, there won't be any snow. Travelling in this snow is definitely going to be hell, so you'd better be grateful. I could walk, supposedly, but there's not enough time for that. I can't drive, either, so that's out of the question. Honestly, my best bet would probably have been bus or train, but I'm determined to do this.
Six and a half days of biking is what it would take me to get there, to where you are. And I'm going to do it. Factor in sleeping, of course, and I believe I'll be able to make it in time for that special day. Hey, you know what? I think I'll write you a song while I'm biking; you know, to chase away the boredom. Then again, it's really pretty right now. We just had freezing rain recently, so the snow is smoothed over, looking really fake, actually. It's like the snow on plastic toys for children. In fact, yesterday, I told my parents that it was ugly. But, this morning, when my plan formed, it was snowing, so there's a light dusting overtop that sparkles in the bright sunshine. But it's melting since it's so warm out.
I used the present tense even though I'm a bed right now at the end of the day, but this is a sort of diary, so just bear with the switching tense. After a day of biking, you can't go all grammar Nazi on me.
Anyway, that morning, I decided that, no matter what, I had to see you. Well, actually, it was more like yesterday. That was our one month anniversary, after all. It killed me that I didn't get to see you, so I decided that I'd get there any way possible. So, with the help of googlemaps, I figured I could bike there in time for Valentine's Day and spend it with you. Hehe, you're gonna be so freaked out, Gumi. I can't wait to see the look on your face.
It hasn't occurred to me until now that I don't know where I'll find you . . . . Whatever! It'll work out in the end, I'm sure of it! Besides, you gave me your number, so I can call you from a payphone. Wait, no. That's not extraordinary enough! I'll figure out what I'll do later. No use dwelling on it now.
Okay, so where was I? Right, so, once I'd started biking, I slipped into the park and took some detours to get to the mall by my house, making sure to stay off the main roads in case Papa couldn't stop Mama and she was out with the car, looking to take me back. Papa's a really relaxed guy, but he's also pushover. Mama, on the other hand, is a hardass. She's probably gonna ground me for double the amount of time I'll be gone, but that'll all worth it as long as I get to see you.
Gosh, I dunno how I'm going to sleep tonight. I'm too hyped up. But I gotta get some sleep, not only because I'll need the energy for tomorrow, but because, otherwise, I'll go out and keep biking to you, and it's most definitely not safe for a girl to go biking on her own at night. Okay, wait, I've sidetracked again. Back to travelling story.
Okay, so, for about an hour, I biked, having memorized the instructions for that much, before finally needing to stop, not only to take a break (Ahaha, please don't nag me about being out of shape. I'm a girl of leisure.) but also to check the directions since I had only memorized this far and I no longer recognized where I was. At that point, I was still in my city, but I'd left by the time I stopped for the night.
It was chilly out, so I bundled up in the coat I'd tied around my waist while I checked my stapled pamphlet of instructions. Then, I headed out again. It was so much fun, seriously. Sure, I was freaked out and I still am, but can you imagine? I was headed out to see my girlfriend! I hoped, and still hope, this would show you just how strongly I feel for you. And that's when I came up with my first line for the song.
No, you idiot, I'm not going to tell you what it is! That's way too embarrassing! Are you completely insane? . . . Please excuse my random shifts from cutesy to tsundere. I can't help it. I always wanted to be a boy when I was a little kid, probably because my brother would never let me play with him since I was a girl. As girly as I can be, I still act like a boy sometimes. In fact, I wear the boy's uniform at school. It's just so much more comfortable.
I don't know how I managed to equate tsundere to masculinity right there. Oops. Sorry, I'm way too hyper right now. This is probably going to be a headache for you to read. And of course you're going to read it. Why else would I be writing it? Do I look like a writer?
What the heck, I should not be allowed to go so off topic. Well, in any case, I managed to pedal down the highway (Scary stuff, Gumi. I hope you appreciate it.) for a couple hours before I turned off into some rest station. I locked up my bike (I brought a lock, too, if I forgot to mention that) and went into the gas station bathroom (Disgusting. You so owe me.) before heading into a grubby fast food place and grabbing some fries. My stomach had been begging for it for the last half hour and, hey, I'm weak, sue me. Then, I headed off again.
When the sky started turning a pale pink and red colour, I realized that I ought to look for somewhere to stay for the night. And, as luck would have it, Papa loves me. Someone stepped in front of my path and I nearly plowed them over. Being the good girl that I am, I didn't yell at that purple-haired guy, but, instead, I smiled tensely with the barest hint of a glare in my gaze. Then, he said, "Name's Gakupo, Gakupo Kamui. I don't suppose you remember me? We met at your Aunt's New Year's Eve party."
I gazed at him hesitantly. I'm not exactly the untrusting sort, but I was also brought up well and knew better than to take someone's words on face value. "And my aunt's name is?"
"Meiko," he supplied. Then, he offered up his cell phone and said, "My dad and your dad were best friends when they were in high school. Want to call your dad and check?"
So, I took the phone and called Papa. Sure enough, Gakupo was someone I actually did know and not just some creep, and Papa had found my route on my computer and figured that I'd be stopping for the night around the place where Gakupo lives and called in for a favour. Mama knew nothing, of course, and was out at the bar with Aunt Meiko. So, I figured that it was a good time to give in for the night.
"So, what's got you so desperate to head down South?" Gakupo wondered as we headed to his house, his long legs easily keeping up with the slow pace I rode my bike. "And you haven't introduced yourself."
"Rin Kagamine," I offered. I gazed at him for a moment. I didn't usually admit to people that I was dating a girl, and I had no idea how he would take it, but, honestly, the idea of seeing you in just a few days made the idea of telling him irresistible. "I'm going to visit my girlfriend."
"Girlfriend, huh?" He chuckled, and I grew a little tense. Then, what he said afterward was so embarrassing, Gumi. Honestly, I don't know how I managed to stay with him after that. Don't be jealous, but what he told me was, "That sucks for me. I sort of had a crush on you. We really hit it off at the party, in my mind, but if you don't remember, it probably wasn't that great."
I laughed nervously. The truth was, you were on my mind that night. Still, it was a great compliment and ego boost for me, so deal with it, Gumi dear. "I'm sure it was great. It's just that, well, I had a lot going on, so I can't remember it very well. And I met a lot of people that night and I'm not good with names."
"So, this girl," he asked after a moment of silence. "What's she like?"
Hehe, Gumi, you don't get to hear any more of the conversation. It's too embarrassing. So, pretty much, that last part was because I'm mean and I just adore teasing people. You're no exception.
Gakupo had me over for the night (his parents were out so it was just the two of us, but he was a perfect gentleman) and, now, I'm writing this. But, it's getting late, and I need energy for tomorrow. I plan to get in sixteen hours tomorrow. Ambitious, I know, but I want to be sure I can make it to you in time! I can do this, Gumi! Just you wait and see! There's something I really have to tell you, after all.
Author's Note: This is different than my usual style, yes, but this is meant to be lighthearted and happy. And you get to see a lot of my personality in here since Rin's incredibly based on me, only a little more outgoing, but, overall, that's exactly how I behave. Anyway, this is for my girlfriend. Our one month was yesterday, yep :) It'll be updating everyday, finishing on Valentine's Day. By the by, for my poll, if Gumi and Rin win, I'll write a fic putting them each with a runner up, first place with third place and second place with fourth. Please vote! Oh, right, and this fic is based off Rin's song by the same title. Hope you enjoyed!