Hello... Not my first fanfic, but my first one that's posted... I was bored so I came up with this... If you happen to found any of my stupid mistakes, please do point it out.. Flames and constructive criticism are welcomed...
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho, Kurama or even Puu-chan eventhough I've tried bargaining it with Yoshihiro Togashi-sensei.
For Akire-nee, Nabila-nee and Kasumi-nee.
Arigatou gozaimasu for all you've done for me...
I'll always be in your debt...
Mieou rocketed the top
That's what the Daichi Daily highlight says. Mieou High School. Hm, that's the totally private school, right? With high-tech technologies, flawless and praise worthy records. The kind of school that I'll never get accepted. Ever. No one I know goes there. No reason why I should read the article. I was about to put the paper away, unread, when I noticed there's a picture there. I don't know why, but I was enthralled to see the picture closely.
It's a picture of a boy, around my age. He has long vibrant hair (which is longer than mine) with two segments on his shoulder. It was a black and white picture, so I can't tell what color his hair is. I would just say that he's a normal nerd, but his eyes proved me wrong. Those pair of eyes contains wisdom, brilliance and secrets. He's smiling casually, but I can see mockery in it. It's like he knew that he's the only one worthy for that spot. He's also very... beautiful. Ha-ha, how hilarious, the only boy I ever thought like that is-
Oh my. Oh my!
No wonder I thought that he seemed familiar somehow. It's him. Shuichi Minamino. I'm scanning the article now, paragraph by paragraph, looking for the boy's name, praying that I'm wrong.
Minamino Shuichi, the name explains it all. His IQ, his composure, his perfectness. Just like a southern field. Calm, beautiful and brilliant , but engulfed by mysteries.
I was right. It is him. I haven't seen him ever since I graduated Junior High. He seemed so different yet still the same. I guess he didn't changed that much, except for the hair. I never thought that a disciplined and serious person like him would have a hair that long. Though it does suit him very well. It's no quiz I didn't recognized him at first, he was no friend of mine. Just an unrequited crush.
I can't believe I used to imagine about dating him. Or holding his hand, feeling the warmth in it. Or knowing the mysteries contained in those emerald eyes. I see now that he and me are on different levels. He's on the top while I'm in the middle. Never catching up. But back then I believed that love isn't affected with status. How childish.
The only memory I remembered about him is that he saved me one night. I didn't remember from what he saved me from and I didn't care. The only thing I concentrated at that time is his flowery scent. He smelled so nice. Just like a million roses.
Well, all that didn't matter now. We both had gone on our separate ways. Life needs to go on. I wonder if he still remembers me. I wonder if he has a girlfriend already. The thought made me a tad jealous but I suppress it. He has the freedom to love anyone he prefers. I should be a good friend and wish him that he'll be happy.
"Maya! Hiroshi's here." my Mother's voice broke my trip to nostalgia land. Oh no! My hair's still wrapped in my towel.
"Tell him I'm getting ready!" I shouted, getting up to run to my room.
I put the paper on the coffee table, leaving it. Leaving everything with it. Minamino Shuichi and my feelings for him.
Sayonara, Minamino-kun.