Rin: The editor is crap. This is the third time I've typed this up, my little Fall In Love Like A Comic thing. So, sorry if i sound really angry right now, I was very frustrated. Well, here we go...
Disclaimer: I don't own Hiroki, Sana, Yun, Sunahara, Rena Sakura, Tomoya Okita, Yamase (if I ever write him in), they belong to Chitose Yagami-sensei. I own my OC's and the siblings.
Summary: It's been many years since that time in elementary school. Hiroki and Sana have grown up and are now going to high school! Both are very excited, but there are some dark things that they have been hiding from each other. Hiroki feels pressured with the weight of his parents' fame on his shoulders. All of the girls fawn over him and he is ostrasized by the guys for it. Sana is now really pretty and all of the guys jerk off to thoughts of her at night. Hiroki begins to have thoughts of Sana that confuse his very being. Sana finds affection for a senpai. How does everything put a strain on their relationship?
"I'm going now," Sana yelled into her house. It was her first day of high school. She proudly wore her uniform: a white blouse, a navy sweater vest, a plaid tie and skirt and navy knee high socks. She had her long black hair pulled back into a ponytail and her brown eyes sparked naturally. Sana never wore make-up, as she found it too much of a hassle.
"Wait Sana," her father said, appearing from the kitchen, "You almost forgot you backpack." Sana's eye's widened. She gladly took it from her father. It was just a regular bookbag, black in colour. She smiled at her father.
"Smile Sana," yelled a voice, who Sana recognized it as her mother's. Her mother appeared from the kitchen, Polaroid camera in hand and Sana's little brother in tow. Her brother, Kazuma, looked exactly like her father, even though he was only seven years of age. He had light brown hair and eye, just like their father. Sana admired her father's looks, though she looked a lot like her mother.
"Sunahara," her mother asked, "Do you want to get in to picture?" The man nodded and moved closed to his daughter. Sana's mother looked at Kazuma.
"Do you want a picture with Sana?" asked the woman, with two long, black pigtails, that was Sana's mother alright. Kazuma stared up at his mother then glanced over at his sister.
"I want to take a picture with onee-chan," he said, toddling over to Sana. Sana scooped him up and smiled. She held up a peace sign and Her mother took the picture.
"Have fun at school onee-chan," Kazuma said, his voice sounding sad.
"Have fun with Yamase-sensei at elementary school," Sana returned. "Don't worry, Yamase-sensei is nice, and fun too." Kazuma nodded. He held his sister's hand a little while before letting it go.
"Come home safe," her mother said cheerily. Sana waved back at them and then left the house. She walked down the street for a while.
I wonder how Hiroki is doing, she thought, he didn't sound to good on the phone last night. He must be stressed out with everyone's expectations of him. He'll manage though. Before Sana could think any longer, she came up to Hiroki's house.
Now, Hiroki had been her childhood friend. Everyone seemed to think he had to be amazing or something, since his parents were famous. His father, Tomoya Okita, famous actor and his mother, Rena Sakura, famous shojo manga-ka, were high acheivers and passionate about their work. Their house was only slightly larger than normal but radiated the 'rich, famous people live here' vibe. Sana sighed as she pushed open the gate to their house. She was about to knock on the door when she hear some yelling.
"Mom, I don't want my picture taken," yelled a male teenage voice. There was a loud stomping and before Sana knew it, the door opened. Right into her forehead. She just stood there in shock. Hiroki was right in the doorway, his mother standing right behind him.
"Oh my God, Sana, your forehead is bleeding," his mother said. "Hiroki, get her inside quickly so we can treat her. Yun is gonna throw a fit when she hears about this." Hiroki took Sana's hand and dragged her inside. To Sana, Hiroki seemed angrier than usual. Sana was brought to the kitchen and seated. She looked at every thing. Hiroki's father was sitting at the table feeding his two other children. Hiroki had told her that his father was on break for a while, can he was home to take care of his children.
"Here, Sana," Hiroki rubbed some antiseptic on her forehead. It stung Sana. Her winced but stayed strong. Hiroki's mother searched frantically around the kitchen.
"Mom," said Hiroki, "I have a bandage here. Oh, you have some screentone on your face." His mother looked over at him then rubbed her face.
"Is it gone?" Hiroki's mother asked. Her husband walked over to her and kissed her cheek.
"Yeah, Rena, it's gone," he smiled. Hiroki's mother and father then went back over to the fraternal twins, who were turning five that year. Their names were Aiki and Raizo. Hiroki put the bandage on Sana's forehead. Sana glanced up at him and saw the extreme concern on his face.
"Mom, Dad, we're going now," Hiroki yelled to them, grabbing Sana's wrist and leading her out of his house. Hiroki had light brown hair and grey eyes. He was tall and lean, just like his father. Sana coud tell that he had things to tell her. She didn't say anything though. To her, Hiroki was probably just stressed out. They had gotten a few blocks from Hiroki's house and Hiroki let go of her wrist. Sana rubbed it, for he was clasping it tightly.
"What's wrong Hiroki?" Sana asked. She ran a little ahead of him and turned to walk backwards so she could face him to talk. He turned his face away. Hiroki was stressed out. He had a mask which he held onto tightly, but it seemed to just fade now that he was starting high school. He didn't want Sana to see him this way. He had been having these weird thoughts of her lately, but he would always dismiss it because of their friendship.
"Hiroki," repeated Sana, "What's wrong?" Hiroki knew that she was trying to be the good friend she was, but he put on a smile for her.
"Just a little stressed out, I guess," he half-lied, half-confessed.
"Aren't you excited now that we are starting high school?" Sana inqured gleefully. Hiroki put the fake smile on again.
"Indeed, I am," he said.
"We're going to make friends this year," Sana said optimistically, "I can just feel it." Sana was happy that Hiroki was still her friend, but she longed for something more. She was ready to find a boyfriend. They arrived at school together. They did all of the usual stuff that you would do if you went to a japanese high school. When they entered the classroom, everyone's head turned to them. The girls were on one side the boys on the other. They all stared, their eyes critiquing Hiroki and Sana's movements. This usually happened, Hiroki and Sana were used to it.
The guys would ostrasize Hiroki, because the girls would fawn over him or because they were afraid that he would steal their girlfriend if they ever became friends. The girls would shun and spread rumours about Sana, though she didn't really care. All because Sana was Hiroki's best friend and she was really pretty and by pretty, I mean all of the guys have a secret photo of her and jerk off to it at night. The girls were jealous just because the prettiest girl and the most handsome, famous son in Japan were best friends. To everyone else, they just seemed unapproachable.
Sana and Hiroki walked past the two groups. The girls turned their heads toward each other.
Here they go, Sana thought. Indeed, they began to talk.
"Are those two going out?"
"Why wouldn't they be? They came to school together."
"Sana is such a gold-digger. She's probably only friends, or whatever they are just because Hiroki is probably rich and the son of famous people." All of the chatter annoyed Sana, but she didn't care that much about what other girls thought.
How can they talk about Sana like that? Hiroki thought. He was very protective of his friend nowadays. The guys began to talk as well.
"Are they going out?"
"Of course Hiroki would pick the prettiest girl in school. She definitely has a body."
"I wonder if Hiroki has gotten a piece of Sana yet..."
I can't take it anymore, Hiroki yelled in his mind. He stopped and strode over to the other guys in his class. Unlike other situations, Hiroki's anger just exploded.
"WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU? IT'S VERY RUDE TO TALK ABOUT PEOPLE LIKE THAT!" Hiroki shouted angrily and since teachers have impeccable timing these days, the teacher walked in as soon as Hiroki finished yelling.
"Okay class, let's pick our seating," the teacher said. Every stood in line and drew a piece of paper out of the hat. The girls began to whisper again.
"Can you believe Okita-san? You would never think that he would explode like that."
"Maybe we should stay away from him and Sana."
Sana heard this and was irate. They had just met Hiroki and already they were judging him. Sana hated that. You take the time to learn about someone, then you judge them. In fact, judging people was just wrong altogether. Sana reached into the hat and drew out a number. It was in the back row in the corner. Hiroki was behind her and got the back row too, the seat right beside hers. Everyone took their seats and class began.
"Hiroki," Sana whispered, "thanks for standing up for me." Hiroki looked over at her then back at the teacher. He had his back turned to the rest of the class.
"It's fine, we can't let people talk about us like that, especially if we are going to make new friends," Hiroki mumbled. Sana nodded, carefully glancing at the teacher who was talking about some random stuff.
"Yeah, I know. It won't be good if I can't get a boyfriend and you a girlfriend," Sana chuckled quietly, pumping her fist. "We are going to rule!" Hiroki saw the hilarity in her actions and burst out laughing.
"HIROKI AND SANA! OUT IN THE HALL!" yelled the teacher, who was looking at them now.
"Yes sir," Hiroki and Sana said obidiently. They got up from their seats and marched out of the classroom. The rest of the class stared, but everything was fine. They were just talking about their new like at high school. Hiroki was still trying to stifle the laughter out in the hallway.
"What was so funny about what I said?" demanded Sana.
"It wasn't WHAT you said, it was the ACTION you did with what you said," Hiroki admitted. They continued to talk loudly until they saw and senpai walkiong toward them. He has messy black hair and black square rimmed glasses. He was much taller than Hiroki, probably about six feet six inches (Hiroki was probably only five feet ten inches. Sana was five foot four).
"If you got sent out to the hallway, you have to be quiet," the senpai said. Sana noticed how he looked in the uniform. The male uniform was a navy sweater vest, a white dress shirt, the same plaid tie as Sana had and in the same plaid, the uniform pants. She looked back at his face. His eyes were hazel with a hint of green in them. Hiroki looked at Sana, seeing her eyes were sparkling unsually.
"Yes senpai," bowed Sana.
"Well, I'll see you around you two trouble makers," smiled the senpai. He began to walk away but Sana quickly grabbed the back of his sweater.
"Wait," she said, "I'm Sana."
"I'm Hayate," the senpai greeted, "pleased to meet you. You are?" Hayate pointed to Hiroki.
"I'm Hiroki Okita," Hiroki said, frowning. Hiroki noticed how Hayate seemed to take away Sana's attention.
"Oh, I heard that the son of the famous Tomoya Okita was coming to this school," Hayate smirked. "I never imagined that he would be this rude." Hiroki rolled his grey eyes.
"Well see you later, Sana-chan, Okita-kun," Hayate smiled, walking away.
"Bye Hayate-senpai," Sana said. She hit Hiroki upside the head.
"Don't be so rude," she scolded, "or else we won't be able to get more friends." Hiroki frowned at her. They stood there in silence once again. The teacher came out after class and gave them a stern lecture about talking in class. Hiroki didn't care any longer. The rest of the day passed slowly. Sana tried mingling with the other girls. Most of them rejected her, some understood her. Hiroki was just in a daze. He didn't bother to talk to any of the other guys. After all, he was Tomoya Okita and Rena Sakura's son. He wasn't just Hiroki.
School ended and Hiroki walked Sana home. Thus their life in high school began.
Rin: Aww. If you've read Fall In Love Like A Comic Volume 2, then you know who Hiroki and Sana are. Kazuma, Aiki, Raizo, Hayate, and one more OC might actually become very important in this story. I loved writing this. Fall In Love Like A Comic is on of my favourite mangas... Did I already say that? Oh well. Even though this took three tries to write, I like the end product.
I always like to hear what you think. I'd don't really mind critique, it never really bothered me before..