Every Story is a Love Story

Chapter 1: A Meeting in the Rain

By the Almighty SporkGoddess

"You were made captain of the wrestling club?" Sparkling green eyes looked at me, so large one would think they made up most of her visage. "Why didn't you tell me?"

I sighed. "I did tell you, Cara. An hour ago or so."

Her lips, illuminated with frosty pink lipstick, rounded as she acknowledged what I'd said. My current girlfriend, while very pretty, wasn't the most intelligent girl around. "I guess I just forgot." She stated while brushing a strand of auburn hair behind her ear and taking great pains to make sure it didn't catch on those dangly earrings she was wearing.

I looked around frantically for my best friend, to be spared having to waste any intellectual comment on that vacuum cleaner of a brain. Fortunately, I saw her running towards me. I gave Cara a quick peck on the cheek.

"I have to go now, ok?"

"Call me later!" She chirped as I walked out to meet Elle. When I arrived, I saw that the look on her face was torn between amusement, pity, and aggravation.

"You're still with her?" She rolled her eyes, and adjusted the strap of that large bag that was so wrongfully labeled a purse.

"She's very nice." I said, trying to defend my beau.

"You mean she's very cute." Elle frowned. "If we weren't still friends, I'd be laughing at my ex-boyfriend's choices as of late."

"You're too kind." I remarked dryly.

"It's true! They've all had one quality in common, and that quality could be found on the nearest household sponge."

I found myself laughing at Elle's wording; it wasn't hard to guess she was a literature major, but then I had to remember this was my "honey" she was insulting.

"Do you even love her?"

"Too soon to tell." I shrugged. To be honest, no girl had really caught my interest after Elle. I liked Cara enough, but I didn't really feel anything.

"Right now you're thinking 'No', right?" She always had been able to read me like a book. When I didn't respond, she continued: "I bet it's because you can't have any conversation with this girl excluding her recent perusal of Gundam Fight, Ready, Go."

"Leave my favorite children's story out of this!" I told her, half joking.

"Face it, Seitt. Your relationship with Miss I-Can-Tie-My-Shoes is going nowhere."

I sighed. "I give up. You're right."

Elle Harrison and I had a strange relationship that was far beyond the bounds of my mother's favorite old-time romance film. The Neo American was like one of those girls you'd find sprawled on the couch at a coffee shop, that is if she wasn't up on the stage sharing her own works. You wouldn't guess it, however, from her blonde hair and brown eyes – an unusual combination that was matched only by her intriguing personality. She kept the offensive-colored hair (people would glance at her and assume she was an airhead because of the color) rather short, but it framed her face and only served to make her more attractive. However, inside the pretty physique were a spunky demeanor and a genius, if cynical, intellect. So while many guys would attempt to get a date with her, few would survive. She was definitely a challenge, and she liked it that way. I was one of those to survive, and while it had only lasted a few months I earned her respect. Unfortunately, we came to respect each other to the point that we felt nothing as far as romance. Our breakup was mutual, and we became friends.

Now I sat with her at our favorite café, as she had offered to take me out to lunch in honor of my promotion:

"I know that even if I say that wrestling is a barbaric sport that lowers dignity as well as IQs, you definitely deserve this."

I silently chuckled at what she had said while glancing through the menu, but my reminiscing was interrupted when she gave me a sharp poke.

"Ow! What was that for?" I asked.

"Looks like you won't have to worry about your feelings for Cara." She looked sympathetic and gestured to a secluded table where my girlfriend was clutching onto another guy's arm.

Sure enough, Cara broke up with me the next day. She said we weren't right for each other, and I agreed.

That same night was a meeting of the wrestling club; my first meeting as the captain of the wrestling club. I gave a small speech explaining about what I planned to do, and then we practiced for a while. Afterwards, everyone had left. I too was packing up to go when I heard two voices.

"This lasted so long! I have a lecture to attend early tomorrow!" The female voice was very lilting, and pleasing to listen to. They were speaking in English, which made all those classes I had attended come in useful at long last.

"Rain, you are such a studious girl. Chill out." Her accent made me realize she was British and not American.

"Chill out?" Her friend's own accent sounded more Asian to me.

"That's the Neo Americans' way of saying 'relax'. Kenji's friend uses it a lot."

"Kenji… things are getting pretty serious with that guy, huh?"

"Yes, which is pretty amazing considering we don't even speak the same language."

"Japanese is difficult."

"No problem for you…" She commented wryly. "It's not the only language you know."

"I just take a lot of classes."

"I'll say… you'll burn out if you're not careful! Were you always this way?"

"I guess."

"No, I know this for a fact! You're studying medicine, which is hard enough!"

At this point, I edged closer and found out who the owners of the voices were. The girl I had guessed was British was indeed so, with light skin, chocolate brown eyes, and light brown hair. Had I not heard she was Japanese, it would have been hard to guess her friend's ethnicity. However, she was very pretty, with dark brown hair the most amazing pair of blue eyes, and a figure that most girls would kill to have.

I stepped out of my hiding place, and tried to look friendly. "Hello ladies, is everything alright?"

They looked surprised that I could speak the same language, and the Spanish girl laughed. "You're the captain, aren't you?"

"Yes, I am… what are you still doing here? Not that I mind, of course." I flashed them a dazzling smile, which seemed to impress one but not the other.

"We just went to watch, but I wanted to stay and work out a bit. However, she wants to get back so she can study. Nothing really important." She smiled.

"So she's not a deaf-mute?" I joked. The Japanese girl had been extremely quiet, although maybe that was because the people of Neo-Japan were said to be rather reserved.

The remark didn't cause her to laugh, but at least she said something: "Excuse me for not being very sociable, but I really must get back and study."

I decided to experiment a little. "You're too pretty to study, though!"

She frowned. "Looks fade, but brains don't."

"Not necessarily," I reminded her, "After all what about senility or dementia?"

That caused her expression to soften. "I didn't think about that,"

I winked at them. "Maybe you should get home to study, it sounds like you need it."

This caused her to laugh. "Perhaps you should be captain of the science club as well as wrestling, hmm?"

"I'm a man of many talents." I grinned.

"As much as I hate to interrupt this," her friend said, "She really does have that lecture tomorrow and I've been delaying her as it is. Oh! I forgot to introduce myself – I'm Margarita Winchester, and this is Rain Mikamura."

She started to walk away after her friend, but I ran outside and stopped that alluring girl whose name I had just learned.

"Rain? So your name is Rain."

"Yes, because father says that rain is bestowed upon us by Mother Nature. He gave me this name because he said I was like rain too. A daughter bestowed to him by Mother Nature. I guess he was really exaggerating." She laughed again.

"So I see!" I laughed with her. She started to leave again, but I stopped her once more.

"I realize that you have a lot of studying to do, but may I have your number?"

It was hard to tell in the dim streetlight with the rain falling all around us, but I could have sworn she blushed.

"If you want to, sure."

Author's Note: I wanted to write a sidestory of this to help me with Enchantment Passing Through. I really like it so far. The chapter title comes from the name of episode 11 for lack of any better ideas. I'm trying to give Seitt somewhat of a personality and life outside of Rain. Hope it's working. ^_^