Ok, in this Fan Fiction, I'm trying on a new style of story telling (again) .

I'm going to use the same style for the next NikoMaki fan fiction, Please tell me if you think this way is interesting enough.

Thanks to Crimson for edits!


Today is my first time moving in to the new apartment, it may be no longer close to the Shrine, but I have decided to start a new life. Not because I don't want to be reminded with how much happiness I've got in it, it's just that… it's good to get an entirely new place to live, right?

Hmm…well, I shouldn't say this is an entirely new place… this is still the very same country…. But I think I'm happy here…or so I tell to myself.

Being happy is fine, but we should stop living in the past. The truth is, everyone is growing up—and they just do without anyone else. Maybe it's a wrong idea to agree with my long-time crush, she is not even helping me to move in to my new apartment.

Or perhaps it was my fault to not say yes to her last time. I totally remember when she asked me if I wanted to accompany her for picking out the new apartment. Now she might not know where I am…

Does that matter though? We're in a different classroom—obviously because we picked a different path from each other. I took a study in media and photography while she took a study in Fashion Design, more importantly; I think she applied for different university than I.

And I believe it was my fault too for proposing the idea to take a gamble and pick a university of our choice.

That's stupid. I should've just said where I wanted to go.

Anyhow,

I'm moving the boxes by myself. I have plenty of strength to use here—thanks to the daily practice as an Idol. From the biggest to the smallest, I lift them up on my own. Moving the furniture is the most troublesome thing to do when moving out, but I can do it, since it's not that heavy anyway.

Maybe the only problem was that my breasts were too big and I can't even pass through the single door when I carry them on my arm, I had to find a way to somehow get the thing in, like holding it vertically above my head and walk like a crab.

Then the next thing on the list was to unpack the boxes and set them up in the room. That will take a while, but I should be able to do it myself. I wish I had magic to help me set up this place… I don't mind if it has to be dark magic…. Not like anyone would care either….

Now that we brought up this topic about magic… if I could do dark magic—I certainly will try to hex her… yep-her…. Ayase Eli…my dear Ericchi. I would want to make her hold me close, kiss me, then, hug me…. and then…. Ahhhh! I shouldn't think like that!

It's all her fault for being so hot and so…charming, I wish I never saw her….

But…

If I have never seen her….

What's a beautiful girl for me?

This is so frustrating, the time when you know you're interested in such a relationship, it's also almost impossible to make it happen.

Ericchi, is the most beautiful girl I've ever seen in my life. If there's a way for me to kiss her without having to make her remember such events, then I would go ahead and eat her up right away.

I'm not interested in her just because she is blonde or because she has such a perfect beautiful blue sapphire eyes, that's just a very little part of it. She also has such a gentle and warming voice—it's like she was born to sing!

Ahh…I wish I could hear her whisper sweetly into my ear. But the only words I could recall if she were ever to talk into my ear are….

Harasho…..did you buy a new earring, Nozomi?

And that's about it.

She is such a dork and so dull, even though she is supposed to be someone who is able to do the most romantic things ever, since she likes watching romance movies.

I sighed weakly,

I wish she could somehow use her knowledge to hit on me….

But then…

Does she even know that…all this time; I wanted to be her precious girlfriend? Does she even swing that way?

Arggh… this is so frustrating…. Hmm..I did say that before? But still..Arghh! I'm so frustrated!

That's why I decided to just pretend like nothing special is happening between us. She–is my best friend and I'm—not her girlfriend….

Let's just put that aside now, I need to keep working on my room—without her in my head. I don't want to strain an ankle or elbow just because I kept thinking about her and not pay any attention to my surrounding.


About a few hours passed,

I finished my room–perfectly and nicely…even though some things were just randomly placed because I was too lazy to think of the perfect aesthetic.

From now on, I have to work with a computer, a professional camera, a few lenses, a hard disk, and a few other tools such as tripod, monopod, and a few portable artificial lamps. I can't believe I decided to buy them…I should've just said that I will rent them from the university…. Now I have less space in my room.

I kind of regret picking the medium sized room… but on the good side, less monthly rent fees and easier for me to reach the things I need. Sometimes I get too lazy and decide to drag myself around the floor instead of walking like how normal people usually work.

But hey, I bet the person next to me—who picked the medium sized room also does the same thing as me. I should try to greet that person. I wonder how that person will looks like. I hope I can befriend them…

Not now though. I've placed my head above the floor, feet on a small box and a fluffy—not so clean blanket next to me. I'm just going to sleep like this. Who cares about hygiene, the bathroom door is too far for me to reach. Two meters is too far…. I don't want to drag myself there… I don't even want to take off my clothes…. and I don't even want to turn on the shower and pour the probably fresh water to my body….and I probably will be too lazy to wear any clothes after….

I'm just going to lay here…and start day dreaming….There are a lot of times where I could've stolen a kiss from everyone in µ's…. not that I never stole from anyone. I did steal it once and it was great. Ericchi is a heavy sleeper, can you believe that? She was so tender, warm and smelled really good even though she was sweating that night. I wonder if the weather was still too hot for her…

But I couldn't blame her— she is an artic person, like a penguin… or maybe a polar bear? How about a walrus?

Nah—she is neither, she is just that person who makes people around her feel hot even in the coldest winter… I think I can stay outside naked as long as I'm around her.

Ok, maybe not.

She probably will scold me for going around naked.

I turn my head to the door. Perfectly closed and locked with the key hanging. Then to the clock— it's about ten o'clock. I could use some sleep—but maybe not!

It's time for me to test the internet connection.

Seriously, who doesn't like having internet? They must've never seen a beautiful thing like—the sexy blonde who only knows how to post her pictures and get comments from random people.

Does she even read them? I bet she doesn't. That will be too much for her. She just posts pictures like…

Good morning! I'm preparing food for my dear sister!

Then people will go like,

Nice Apron! Will you be my sister too?

Hah—yeah, like you will ever touch her.

I like a woman who knows how to cook! .

You're creepy. No one wants you, stupid guy. Do you even lift?

Ayase, are you single?

Nope, she is NOT single, she is not even a banana—only yellows.

Seriously, these people's comments make me feel sick. That's why I never read their it, just focus on the beautiful girl in the picture, with her apron and…her blue eyes staring at the camera…. It feels like she is looking at me….

Hmmm…

Hey, Ericchi….

Sometimes I regret teaching you how to use such things in the internet. You have posted over a hundred pictures of yourself, some are pictures of me and you, but you only told them that I'm your best friend…

I wish—one day, you will post a picture of me and you, being so close to each other and then say,

This is me and my girlfriend.

How I really want that to happen. But I know it never will…

I've made this distance on my own—because I don't want to be painfully waiting for you to make it happen.

I couldn't tell you, because you are the stars and I'm probably just….

Hmm….

A frog?

Nope…

I'll go with….

A Raccoon Dog…

It's chubby and fluffy like me.

They're also cute and adorable…

Thinking about it, I'm not that bad, right?

I have good assets—breast check, it's big and still jiggling perfectly. I have Nice and pretty hair—not now, after I take a bath maybe, it's too oily right now. I have nice skin—again, not now, too much dirt sticking and….. I have a good looking face—I'm cute and mature at the same time.

Why is Ericchi not after me yet?

That's the big question, isn't it?

Well, not really I suppose. Since I wasn't even trying to make her try for me… I keep creating a distance instead.

Yup, I'm weird like that.

Or maybe just stupid—and overly dramatic…

To be real— if I really want her, I should start trying. It will be hard, it will be very risky. The chances of me getting brushed off is at about 80%...and maybe she might also laugh it off, thinking that I was joking.

That will be a real shame–I totally will feel like sticking my face in the mud if that happened…just like how Nikochi sticks lemon in her eyes. Wait… are those lemons? Did someone actually place lemons on their eyes for facial purpose? I doubt that's a lemon…must be something else. Also, what are those green stuff on her face? Moss?

Now that I mention it—I should go look at her page too.

She mostly posts about her family, and plenty pictures of her. Thanks to the idol business in our high school, she could get some fans—which mostly are kids… or… older man who likes to prey on kids. It's scary looking at her page. I wish I could remove them for good, Nikochi needs more love from honest people, not just perverts.

Lately though, she has been getting more honest comments from someone here. Well, the name is pretty obvious…

NishikiNoTomato and Rin-Ring-A-Bell. Then a few people are starting to show up to support their opinion… I'm happy.

Then there is this—Kayo-chan, who almost never posts a thing but favorites other's posts a lot—even to Nikochi.

Such good pals. I'm jealous they can be so close with each other…

Not that I'm not close with that specific someone—it's just that I hate being stuck in the best-friendzone. I wish I could advance, but how?

Maybe like…. Hey! Ericchi! Let's date!

No way that's just a no-no.

Or maybe like… Yooooooo….Ericchiiii….I love you… let's make love now.

That—I will only earn myself a hard smack on the head…

And she probably will take that as a joke.

I need to somehow…. get both of us in the mood, then confess…. And then…

Poof… we take a picture together and start announcing our wedding date…

Hmm… will that be too fast?

I'm sure that's the case.

But—oh! Maybe…. just…maybe…. I should try using an anonymous message…

I have an account that I used a while back— just for fortune telling. I've not updated anything there lately since I've been occupied with something else, but now that I have the need to use it….

Hmmm…

Let's see here…

Hmm….

I don't know how to start it…

Maybe I should try poking her with my real account first. I need to know if she reads the comments… since she never replies any of them….

So…

Let's try this…

Ericchi, I want to show you my tits….

No-no… that will be too showy, she will smack me if I say that…

Oh! Maybe this!

Ericchi! You have big boobs! You should let me squeeze it…

Enter.

Ha—that should do it.

I wonder what she will say about that.