Hi, Everyone! After a couple of months' hiatus, my creative gears are moving once again and I'm back with a Jiro-Yuki story :) I hope you like it!
Disclaimer: I do not own Hana Yori Dango.
IN THE HANDS OF FATE
Chapter One
Why does he keep looking at me like that? Do I have something in my face? The girl wondered, frowning inwardly. Cool it, Yuki-chan, don't show him you're rattled. So what if he's been staring at you for the last half hour or so. You'd think he's never seen a girl drink before. Yuki gave a mental shrug and decided to ignore the stares of one Soujiro Nishikado – who, even after all these years, could still disturb the rhythm of her heart.
Soujiro knew he was staring, and he told himself he should stop. This, after all, was only Yuki-chan. They were old friends – it wasn't as if they hadn't hung out with each other before. Yet he couldn't stop himself. After four years away at university, she had returned. And she'd changed.
Soujiro tried to understand it. On the outside she looked the same. Her hair is shorter now – it still hangs long, past her shoulders, and she often wears it loose when before, she'd often have it tied at a low ponytail behind her nape. But she looked like the Yuki of old. What had changed exactly? He tried to figure it out. He, the playboy of all playboys, had never been perplexed about what makes a girl tick. Until now. And he never figured it would be Yuki-chan. He used to know Yuki – used to know what made her tick. In fact, it boosted his ego quite a lot in the past to know that what had made her tick was him.
Hmmm, maybe that was it, he thought. If he was honest to himself, she didn't look at him in the same way. Before, she couldn't even look him in the eye when she spoke to him. Now, she looked at him straight-on, almost coolly. What had changed? Did she find someone else? Jiro ignore the pounding in his ears at the feeling this thought evoked. Nahhhh, that couldn't possibly be it... Could it?
He stopped himself from continuing. Now why should he even care about that? After all these years, he couldn't possibly like her, could he? Jiro found himself horrified at the thought.
Hope you like the first installment. Please give me your feedback and hopefully I'll know where to go from here and write more! Thanks!