Energy Wasting Drabbles From Here And There
Konichiwa! (bows) I'm the newest rookie on fan fiction and its also my first time writing an hyouka ff! I'm very bad at my English, and I have only one request- please take care of me! Arigatou! :D
#Drabble 1
Mind you, this story of mine of would have never begun if my policy of energy conservation had not been jeopardized and my entire grey coloured life had not been turned topsy-turvy by a certain
Chitanda Eru.
Chitanda Eru is the president of the Classics Club of Kamiyama High School. It also has my friend Fukube Satoshi and the ever-insulting Ibarra Mayaka and to my misfortune, me as well- Oreki Houtarou.
Right from the day I had joined the classics club on my sister's request, right from the moment I saw Chitanda standing by the club-room window, my grey-coloured life turned rose-coloured. My life changed from energy saving to full-scale energy wasting. Specially, with Chitanda around, it's pointless hoping for peace and quiet. It's pointless if I think of giving my brains a rest when she would be around. That girl always wastes my valuable energy with her incessant questions and her inhumanely unlimited curiosity.
As for me, I can't even ignore her. Right from Day 1 she has been bugging me with her useless mysteries, but never once have I been able refuse her on the face. Believe me, whenever she faces me up close with her purple amethyst eyes sparkling with enthusiasm that sometimes seem rather unreal, or she gives her landmark terrier shake and stares at me, I feel as if she has had me hypnotized or something. My brains and senses start behaving as if they don't know how to say 'no.'
And, of course, if not anything else, there is this particular phrase which I always dread like the plague but strangely I never seem to bypass that as well.
Chitanda's catch-phrase: "I'm….curious!"
And, bam! My hands and feet are bound, and thus go my energy into uselessness.
All of these proceedings are almost a year old now. Strangely, I don't find her mysteries that annoying these days. Even, I'm enjoying it a bit 'like I should', as Satoshi says. I don't find Chitanda's rants, loudness and giggles irritating anymore.
All of this is okay and acceptable for me. However, it's turning into a problem now, right at this very moment.
I'm saying this because- i) I feel restless and jumpy in her presence, and in her absence;
ii) Whenever she fails in saying her catch phrase in the stipulated three-second time period, I get unnecessarily irritated;
iii) Whenever she smiles at me, my heart starts beating like a bay horse and all sorts of weird bizarre thoughts race through my mind, draining all my energy;
iv) Even during sleeping, I see Chitanda Eru's smiling face closing in on my face;
v) When I sleep, I see Chitanda Eru in the most fatal and alluring form which has become worse ever since that hot-spring trip;
I guess I should take those sleeping pills if I want to regain my lost energy back.
I wonder why this is happening to me. Is it because Chitanda Eru fascinated me? Well, to some extent yeah. Her super sharp senses of hearing and smelling never fail to surprise me.
Is it just that? Then what about all this dreams I have of her- Chitanda with her sparkling purple orbs, long ebony black hair streaming untidily down her back, fragile and delicate, white alabaster skin, pink lips and that rosy blush on her cheeks..
"…Oreki-san…!" Her voice is ringing inside my head even now.
What the heck is wrong with me? It's almost impossible these days to think of anything except her purple eyes. Even in a medley of loud noises I can clearly distinguish he loud high pitched falsetto voice-almost as if my ears are searching for her voice.
Even my eyes start searching for her almost automatically when I reach school.
My hand is also becoming-what should I say, addicted- to the touch of her soft fingers on mine whenever she would drag me away to do some useless stuff.
I am really dreading this fascination of mine. I'm having funny feelings in my chest and my stomach. I haven't slept for seven nights in a row.
It's almost as if I have become obsessed with Chitanda. Her eyes, her laughter, her curiosity, her way of calling my name and pulling my hand- these are only half the things that run through my mind these days.
Obsession.
Obsession.
Obsession. My own voice inside my head is repeating that word like a recorder.
Yes. That's it.
I have become obsessed with her. Dangerously. Stupidly.
Neither can I let go of it, Nor can I go on with it.
