A/N: Look, a sequel!! This is for all of you who "story alert"-ed Unlucky Day, even though it was an Oneshot. But I probably didnt make it clear enough. Anyway, this is not an Oneshot, I'm actually gonna continue it. So enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Beauty Pop or... It Started With A Kiss (if you got that, good for you! xD)
-Chapter 1 – Attack of the Fangirls-
"HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I TOLD YOU, NOTHING HAPPENED BETWEEN US!!!"
Steam was shooting out of Narumi's ears. He was pissed off today. Much, much more pissed off than usual, and that's saying something.
"Gomen, gomen," said the two girls who asked the question which was labeled Taboo. "We were just curious…"
"NOW GO AWAY AND LEAVE ME ALONE!" bellowed Narumi.
The two girls exchanged a glance and walked away, giggling and whispering.
"Did you see how red his face was?"
"Yeah, talk about being in denial! I didn't believe it before, but now…. ohmygosh, Narumi-senpai's really going out with Koshiba Kiri!"
Kei was eating his potato chips in content and innocently observing Narumi's expression. "Geez, don't be so scary Naru-naru. You'll get wrinkles."
Narumi's veins exploded and he whipped around, grabbing Kei by his shirt collar. There was fire in his eyes. Kei squeaked.
"DAMN IT, KEI! THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT! STOP TELLING EVERYONE THESE STUPID LIES AND----"
A voice spoke, and it wasn't Kei (who was turning blue).
"Wow, someone needs anger management."
Narumi dropped Kei, the tips of his ears suddenly fiery red.
Kiri stood at the scene, looking bored and sleepy. With her were Taro, Kanako, Iori, and Ochiai. Ochiai was hanging around Kiri a lot these days. But right now Narumi was too busy, what with his life falling into the ruins, to question it.
Kei finished chewing his chips, then ran over to Kiri, crying big fat anime tears.
"KIRI KIRI!!! NARUMI'S TRYING TO KILL ME JUST BECAUSE I TOLD EVERYONE YOU GUYS WERE DATING!"
…silence.
Taro's jaw dropped.
Kanako's eyes widened.
Iori fainted.
Ochiai nearly dropped his precious laptop (though that could be because Iori's unconcious body landed on his shoes).
Kiri was trying not to fall asleep.
"SH-SHUT UP KEI!" yelled Narumi. His ears were turning a brighter shade of red.
Just then, Iori woke up and shrieked dramatically.
"Oh no! My Kiri-chi! YOU!" he pointed a shaky finger at Narumi. "You've deflowered her innocence, evil Narumi! Me shall never forgive you!!!"
Kanako played with her hands. "Ano… Ki-chan? Is this true?" She couldn't imagine Kiri going out with anyone, but maybe Kiri was better at hiding secrets than she'd thought. Kanako glanced at Ochiai-senpai. Did he---
"Ahem." Ochiai adjusted his glasses. "I think we all know that Kei is making it up."
"THANK YOU!" cried Narumi, throwing up his hands hallelujah-style.
"If this whole deal was true, I'm sure Koshiba-san would have said something by now," Ochiai continued logically. "Kiri? Were you really in the SP Room Friday afternoon alone with Narumi?"
Everyone turned to Kiri.
Kiri thought. She remembered taking a nice nap there and there was something involving a lampshade and Narumi. Too bad she was too busy recalling what happened to notice Narumi shaking his head furiously and making slashing gestures at his neck.
"Yes," said Kiri truthfully.
"SEEE!!!!" cheered Kei, jumping up and down. "I WASN'T LYING!" He stuck out his tongue. "I TOLD YOU NARU-NARU AND KIRI WERE IN THERE, GOING ALL LOVEY-DOVEY AND---"
"HEY NARUMI!" put in Taro excitedly. "Now that Kiri's your girlfriend, can I be in SP? Please please PLEASE??"
"----me will be talking to Emily about this!!!" Iori was declaring, glaring at Narumi. "MY KIRI-CHI NO DATE UNTIL SHE TURNS THIRTY! ME WILL MAKE SURE OF IT!"
Narumi just stood there, wondering which way of suicide would be easier, drowning or decapitation.
Meanwhile students were walking down the hall, gawking openly at Narumi and Kiri, the New It Couple.
"Do you see that? They totally are together!"
"Wait till Narumi's fanclub gets a hold of this."
"You mean those freaks who walk around with 'I love Narumi' printed on their shirts?"
"My gawd, what do you think they're gonna do?"
"Knowing them, something outrageous."
Hmmm…. Wonder what that could be?
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RIIIINGGG!
School was over. Kiri rubbed sleep from her eyes and shoved her books into her bag. She said goodbye to Kanako, ignored Taro ("Kiri! Don't forget to tell Narumi what a good hair-cutter I am!"), and shook off Iori, who was being even more annoying than usual today. He kept trying to shove a big thick book titled The Young Girl's Guide to Hormones and How To Control Them at her. Whatever the hell that meant.
Kiri walked home alone. It was quiet except for the crunch of gravel underneath her feet. Kiri yawned, thinking of a good nap at home, when someone suddenly stepped rudely into her path.
Kiri looked up.
"Hello there, Kiri Koshiba," said a snobby cold voice.
Ok, make that some people. The speaker was not alone. Behind her stood about five other girls. All of them were tall, thanks to five-inch heels, with long poorly-dyed blond hair, heavy makeup, and identical bright pink belly shirts. Bold, large red letters said:
I ♥ Narumi
Kiri blinked at the spectacle before her.
"Well?" demanded the first girl, tossing her long "blond' hair. "Aren't you going to ask us who we are?"
Kiri couldn't help staring at the giant mole above her lip. It was like a magnet, drawing her in.
"Ah, I see you're too scared to make a noise. So I'll fill you in: we're Narumi-sama's fanclub, his TRUE lovers. Now, normally we wouldn't even want to be SEEN with a little girl like you. I mean, you don't even LOOK like a girl."
She paused so her followers could cackle like loud hyenas.
"But, times have changed." Mole Girl narrowed her eyes. "What's this we hear about you and Narumi-sama dating?"
The other girls stopped laughing and narrowed their eyes menacingly too.
Kiri said, "What?"
They all fell over anime-style.
"STOP ACTING LIKE YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING!" said Mole Girl. She breathed in deeply and composed herself. "Look, we'll make this simple. Narumi-sama doesn't like you, Kiri. Quit getting it into your head that he does and making up all these silly stories. Narumi-sama will never even LOOK at you, understand? You're just embarrassing yourself."
"Ok… whatever," said Kiri.
"What's that attitude of yours? ARE YOU MOCKING US??"
Kiri's just like, "?"
"YOU ARE!!! Narumi-sama belongs to US, you understand? SO STOP TRYING TO STEAL HIM FROM US, YOU LITTLE TWERP!!!!" screamed Mole Girl hysterically, all composure forgotten.
Kiri sighed. "How 'bout you stop screaming and go get a life?"
Oooh. Pwned.
"WHY YOU----" Mole Girl's eyes flashed and she drew back her arm.
Slap!
Kiri fell onto the gravelly ground, her cheek stinging. A shadow overcame her as Mole Girl stepped closer, blocking the sun.
"Girls, get her."
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Narumi grumbled as he escaped from the hellhole that was known as "school". Finally, finally, he could go home where NO ONE would be staring at him, asking him stupid questions, or doing anything that reminded him of Kiri. It was bad enough that everyone thought he was dating a girl when he HATED girls. But it was even worse when everyone thought he was dating a girl who he might possibly NOT hate.
Narumi clutched his head. Ugh! Why was everything so confusing? Does he like Kiri or does he not?
Ok, ok. No more thinking about Kiri. In fact, no more thinking AT ALL. Narumi decided to take a different route home than the usual one. Even though this one was longer, it was quieter and there would be less a chance of running into someone from school.
Right.
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"This ought to teach you a lesson!"
Kiri grimaced as a pair of long nails scratched her face. She couldn't see whose hands and whose feet were coming from who. It was a messy turmoil of kicking and hitting limbs.
Then they stopped, but Kiri couldn't move. They held her down by her hands and feet.
"Know what this is, Koshiba?"
Kiri opened her eyes. Mole Girl was leaning in close, waving something at her face.
A cigarrette.
"Lucky that Yatsuki-san stole a whole pack from her brother, huh? And lucky I----" Mole Girl took something else from her bag. "---happen to have a lighter with me."
She lit the cigarrette.
"Alright, Koshiba. This isn't hard. Just admit that you're stupid and Narumi would never like you and we're a hundred times better than you. If you do that, then we'll maybe let you go. If you don't, then…"
She lowered the cigarrette, inches from Kiri's arm. The embers glowed red-hot and smoke was curling towards the sky.
"… I'm afraid I'm going to be a little harsh."
The girls smirked in triumph.
"Come on. Look, I'll even help you out. Repeat after me: I, Koshiba Kiri, am stupid---"
Kiri rolled her eyes and yawned. "Yeah right. Think of something better and maybe I won't fall asleep."
Mole Girl's face reddened with rage. "YOU---YOU LITTLE BI---"
She gripped the cigarrette tighter and drew back her arm a second time----
Kiri squeezed her eyes shut, waiting for the burn.
It didn't come.
"What—the—hell do you think you're doing"
Kiri slowly opened her eyes. The cigarrette was lying on the ground. Mole Girl was gasping with pain. Her arm was restrained, twisted the other way by someone's hands. The other girls yelped and let go of Kiri immediately.
"N-narumi s-s-ama?"
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YUH!!! I finally finished. Gosh, you guys should be really grateful I'm so addicted to writing fanfiction. I'm supposed to be studying for midterms, which count like 20 of my grades, right now. My parents, being so Asian, are going to kill me if I don't get an A this semester. See how much I love you all?
Haha, I know towards the end was a LIIIIITTLE melodramatic, but don't worry, I'll make it light and fluffy in the next chapter. I don't have a solid plan with this story, just so you know. I'm writing it along as I go. So all suggestions are welcome.
NOW REVIEW!!! OR YOU SHALL FACE THE WRATH OF THE FANGIRLS!
Now I have to go study. Dang it.
-VanillaMostly
P.S. That last scene with the cigarrette was based on a scene from another manga series, Mars, which is SO GOOD. You've got to read it. Oh yeah, I don't own that series either, so don't sue me!!