So, here are some points I need to clear before I start:

The heroine name is Nami Shimizu, which is the way I called her in my Saeki playthrough because of its reference with water.

This story is divided in various chapters that I'll had when they are ready. Everyone is about an event. It contain spoilers about Saeki's route.

While the events are mostly accurate, these are not proper translations. Some parts are based on my perception and some are just in my imagination (for example, the heroine in the game NEVER blackmailed Saeki about telling everyone about Sangoshou, while here she kind of does.)

English is not my first language so, even if I checked for mistakes, some might still be there. Nothing too serious, I hope.

Said that, I hope you'll like it the way it is.

Accidental Kiss

«Yaaaaaawn!»
Tonight I have really beaten my yawning record. I'm not really counting them, but I've sure yawned a lot. Not to mention that I'm looking blankly at the Literature book without really understanding what the hell does it say.
Studying at night is not exactly good for my concentration. Usually, I'm too tired to read anything. But this time the problem is not how tired I am. If the reason was that one, her face wouldn't flash through my mind every ten seconds, distracting me from my homeworks.

Nami Shimizu...

I like her name. It kinda reminds me of the sea: waves, sand, sun... mermaids...
I really like it. Still, I can't say I like HER.

She's not ugly: she could be really pretty, if she took care about her appearance a little more. Even as it is, she's still kind of cute. But when it comes to her attitude... well, she's pretty dumb. Now, I'm not saying she's STUPID: it's just that sometimes she's kind of slow when it comes to understanding things. I could tell her I don't want her around until my face becomes blue, but I'll keep finding her on my way no matter what. Is she stubborn, or she just enjoys annoying me?

Her face flashes in my mind again.

«I can't go on like this!» I mutter, finally closing the book.
If I can't study, I have no reason to keep staring at these pages. It will be better if I go to sleep. At least I will look a little less like a vampire, if I sleep an hour or two more than usual.
I'm tired, after all. Physically tired. It was a really long day, as usual.
I don't even manage to get changed. I just fall on my pillow as it is, with my eyes closed.
Just a little bit. I'll get changed in two minutes. Just a little while...

As I start dozing, I see her face again, but this time I'm too tired to reject the memory. I let her face float through my confused thoughts, while memories of this afternoon comes back from where I tried to bury them.

She works at Sangoshou, too, so SHE decided that, since we had the same destination, we had to go there togheter after school. I had no reason to refuse, but why should I let her do as she pleased? Not only I had to see her at school everyday, but I also had to work with her at Sangoshou!
No, I couldn't let her.
That's why, as soon as the lessons ended, I sneaked away and tried to go away on my own. Unfortunately, she found out and followed me.
So here we are, as she's running toward me at the slope, not far from the crossroad.
She calls out my name, asking me to wait, but I don't stop. I tell her that, if she really wants to come with me, she has to walk faster.
What does she want from me? Why doesn't she leave me alone? Of all the cafés in all the cities in all the WORLD, did she REALLY had to walk into mine?
Then she get upset and yell out that she'll tell everyone about my job, if I don't wait for her.
It works. I stop, sigh and turn around... and, last thing I see is her figure stumbling toward me. She falls into my arms, as her lips bump against mine...

I wake up and I find myself sitting on the bed, a burning thightness in my chest. I've been woken up by my own heartbeat!
Outside of the window, I can see the first rays of the sun. It's morning.
No! Not already! I feel like I slept only two minutes! Moreover, I'm still all dressed up like yesterday and I feel like I've been hit by a truck.
There's a blanket layed on me, though. I didn't put it there.

«Thanks, grandpa...» I mutter, as I fall back on my pillow. At least, I haven't caught a cold.
Thank goodness my alarm clock isn't ringing yet. Maybe I have ten minutes left to doze a little bit more.

In the end, it was Nami's fault if I didn't sleep well. Why do I have to live those moments again and again? I just want to forget.
It's not like it's my first kiss, after all.

My first kiss, I had it a long time ago. There was this little girl I had a crush on...
When you are a child and you like a girl, you just want to be with her. You don't really get what those feelings are, but, when you are with her, it feels good and that's enough.
I kissed that little girl because she was going to leave soon and I didn't want her to go away. I promised I'd find her, like the young boy from the mermaid fairytale did, because she WAS my marmaid. In my mind, she undoubtely was.
I was a kid, after all. I couldn't understand that "years" and "distance" aren't just something you can skip over, like the pages of a book.
Happy endings... I guess they don't really exists, if not in fairytales. And kisses aren't all that important, anyway. People kiss a lot of other people during their life; it's just normal. I must be the only one in the whole world who reached high school with only one kiss on his account.
So Nami's kiss is NOT important. It was an accident. AN ACCIDENT!

Her face floats in front of my eyes yet again, exactly as she appeared after the kiss: her big eyes opened wide and the crimson cheeks, while the wind played with her short hair. She looked confused, as if it was her first kiss...

...Hey, what if it really was her first kiss?
Did I steal it away? Maybe she'd prefer to have it with someone else. After all, she barely knows me. I'm not even her friend...

My heart starts racing again, so much it almost hurts. I'm going to have a heart attack soon, if it keeps going on this way.
Stop it! Stop it now! What do you care, after all? So what if she didn't like it? It's not your fault, ain't that right?

The heart doesn't stop. It keeps beating more and more, hurting me in the process. Am I going to die?
I close my eyes, trying to chase everything away, and I remember the touch of her lips on mine. Their taste was sweet, so sweet that I only wanted to close my eyes and enjoy it. I wanted to touch her cheeks, play with her hair. Were her hands shaking like mine? Did she like the taste of my lips as I liked hers? Why does it feels so terribly familiar? And, as my mind was wondering, she closed her eyes just for a moment, as if she was enjoying it...
Maybe she liked it, after all...

Finally my heartbeat slowed it's pace. I'm not going to die after all. Still...

«Ah, that's no good! I have no time for this!»
I'm not joking: I really have no time for this kind of things. Right now, my life is completely full. I have Sangoshou, I have school and I have to struggle just to be alive. I have no time to think about that kiss... which wasn't a kiss after all. And even Nami... she's just an annoying girl like all the others. The only difference is that I don't have to pretend in front of her. I can be me, without worrying about my image, because... well, she already found out and she doesn't seem to care. She sticks around anyway, no matter how I treat her...

«No good, no good, NO GOOD» I mutter to myself, burying my head in the pillow.
I don't want to think about her. I don't have to think about her. PLEASE, JUST STOP THINKING!
Just as I'm trying to chase her out of my head, the ringing of my alarm clock hurts my hears. It's time to wake up. Another tiring day has started.

Wake up, Teru! Rise and shine! You have a whole lot of things to do, today: you even have to finish the homework you left in backlog. You know what's going to happen, if your grades drop, right?

So it's Nami's fault again: I didn't sleep well because of her, I haven't done my homework because of her and I risked an heart failure because of her. And, as if it isn't enough, I'll have to see her at school.
I have to act like nothing ever happened. I have no choice: I don't want her to see how much that "kiss" bothered me. She probably doesn't even care...

I stop the alarm clock and get up. I feel more tired than usual, but I have to act cool. I know grandpa is worried about me, and I don't want him to think I'm overworking. This life has been my choice and I have to deal with it. I can do it. I know I can.
I repeat this like a mantra, hoping it will give me courage. I can do it. I can do it. I can do it.

Another day has started, and I'll have to deal with it. Somehow.