Disclaimer: I do not own MidoriDays in anyway.
Author's Notes: I love watching this show! However, I have yet to find the show on VCD/DVD if any and I can't even seem to find the manga! Firstly, I need to say that the anime shown over here is in English and they…made a slight change. Takako has become the surname and Seiji's classmate is now called Ayase. Don't blame me for anything okay. Also, I am starting with Day 1, as the title of this fic is "New Days". Anyways, hope you enjoy!
Day 1: Another Point of View
My name is Midori Kasugano. I am 16 years old and my life has never been better! Last year, I finally opened up my true feelings to a boy I had a crush on for 3 years! His name is Seiji Sawamura. He's a year older than I am and we attend different schools, but he and I have had a wonderful relationship since the end of last year!
I was quite amazed because when I told him for the first time that I loved him, he said he already knew! Still, my life has been extremely wonderful! It's like a dream come true! Just me and my beloved Seiji!
Seiji Sawamura sat at his desk, gazing out the window. It's only been the first week of school this year – semester wasn't even over yet! Hell, it's only January for goodness sakes! The exams are coming soon! - and already he's been assaulted several times. Losers! Who were they to stand up to him? Seiji Sawamura, the "Mad Dog" with his "Devil's Right Hand"! Well obviously it was the people who enjoyed terrorizing others. He gave a sigh and finally looked to the front of the class. The teacher had not yet walked in.
" Good morning class!" the teacher said as he walked in, " Before we begin, I'd like to announce that we have a new student among us."
Everyone in the class focused their attention to the front, well… almost. Seiji had gone back to staring out the window so perfectly situated right next to his desk, wondering what Midori would be cooking for dinner. She always came over to make him dinner… and he dozed off. If that were not on his mind, and if he was not asleep, he would have noticed the new student walk into the classroom.
" His name is Farhan class," the teacher continued, " He's come all the way from Singapore to further his studies here in Japan."
Farhan was a bespectacled boy who was slightly taller than Seiji and he had jet-black hair. He gave a small bow and proceeded to his seat – the only empty seat - in front of Seiji. Before sitting down, he stared at Seiji for quite some time, mainly because Seiji was snoring and drooling.
He sat down and suddenly, he thought to himself, " Oh great what have I got myself into this time?"
" Right. Now that the introduction is over, I need someone to volunteer to provide a roof over his head as he came here alone and does not have any place of residence here," the teacher continued, "Let's see…How about… Seiji Sawamura!"
Upon hearing his name, Seiji jumped out of his seat screaming, "I didn't do anything! Er…42! No no no, the answer is…" and only stopped when he realized that he wasn't asked to answer a question. Ayase had to fill him in and his answer was "no". Unfortunately, the teacher knew that he was living alone – his parents lived overseas and his sister lived in the city – therefore, he was forced into accepting.
Midori waited patiently for Seiji on the platform of a train station. It had become a daily ritual for them to meet up at that particular station after school and then head home together. Today however, she noticed that he was with someone she'd never met before. "Who is that boy?" she wondered.
" Oh hello Midori," Seiji said, " This is my new classmate. He's a foreign student and his name's Farhan."
" It's a pleasure to meet you," Farhan told Midori, bowing to her, " You must be Midori."
" Yes I am. How did you know my name?" she asked him.
" I heard Seiji mutter your name several hundred times while he slept in class today," he replied with a smile, obviously forcing to keep himself from laughing.
Oh god! Why did he have to tell her that? Oh man! This is so embarrassing! If only he had kept that trap of his shut! Then maybe Midori wouldn't have known. What is she going to think of me now?
He really did that? Wow! Oh Seiji! I feel so embarrassed that you said my name out in public! Still, I love you nonetheless!
Farhan shifted his gaze from Midori to Seiji and back again. Both of them were considerably redder in the face than before – Midori was fiddling her fingers absent-mindedly and Seiji was staring in another direction. He had a feeling it was something only those who were in love would know about.
" Are you sure you're fine?" Seiji asked for the umpteenth time.
" Yes I'm fine already," Farhan told him in an irritated way.
" I can't possibly sleep in your room, the room next to yours belongs to your sister and the only other bedroom has become a storeroom of sorts. I can deal with sleeping on the floor in the living room. Now get going!" he continued.
Seiji went upstairs to his room where Midori was waiting. She was acting a little odd tonight. Usually, she'd find some reason or another to stay with Seiji a little longer, but tonight she said that she had something important to attend to and couldn't stay. Seiji suggested that he walk her home, but she insisted on going alone. He never even noticed that she had pocketed something she had found in his room.
" Did all this really happen? Why don't I remember?" Midori asked herself when she'd gotten home.
While she was in Seiji's room, she had noticed a small pocketbook on his desk, so she picked it up and started reading, believing it to be Seiji's diary. It was however, her diary. She never recalled writing it and Seiji had never mentioned it before, but there it was, staring her in the face. She kept going over in her head what it must have been like to be Seiji's right hand…and fell asleep.
The sun's rays flitted through the window and in between the gaps of the curtains in Seiji's room. He had fallen asleep without changing his clothes because he had been wondering about something. Slowly, he forced his eyes to open. He gave a yawn, stretched and rubbed his eyes – left eye with left hand, right eye with Midori. Hey wait a minute…
Seiji raised his right hand in front of his face again, but instead, saw Midori. He screamed out loud, fully awake because of the shock before running out of his room, downstairs and straight into Farhan who was on his way to the kitchen.
" Ow! Hey what in heaven's name are you doing Seiji?" Farhan started to complain, rubbing his back, " It's so early in the morning and you go around running into me!"
He straightened up, adjusted his glasses and held out his hand. Seiji flung out his right hand on instinct and then…
" Oh hey Midori, what are you doing… here…so…early," Farhan said before realizing that Midori was not dressed, and more importantly, that she was on Seiji's right hand. He then proceeded to faint.
Seiji had to let out the whole story because she told him she knew about the diary. Midori had been his right hand once before and the only people who knew about it were Rin – Seiji's older sister – Shuichi – a classmate of Seiji's – Kouta – Midori's best friend since young – and himself. Midori had forgotten everything that had happened because her real body was in a comatose state during that period of time. Now, there would be another addition to that list: Farhan.
" This is just too weird to comprehend," Farhan said aloud.
" Then don't think about it," Seiji told him, "Oh, if you tell anyone about Midori, I'll pummel you into the ground!"
" Yeah sure whatever," Farhan replied, still thinking about the situation. It seemed that Seiji's threat had gone straight through him.
They were lucky it wasn't a school day, so nobody had to see Midori on Seiji's right hand yet. However, some things happened that day and all of it started with an innocent knock on the door…
" I'll get it you two," Farhan said, " You just hide Midori okay Seiji?"
" No problems there," Seiji told him, bandaging the top of Midori's head.
He had salvaged one of the small dresses she had sewn when she was his hand before and by bandaging the top of her head, she could hide in his sleeve and he could tell everyone that he'd injured his hand just like before. Strangely, Midori had been quiet up until this moment in time. Seiji finally looked at her and realized that she had fallen asleep. He expected that she had been up late the previous night.
Farhan opened the door and was run over by a boy with brown hair in an Ogurabashi High School uniform. He knew because Midori went to that school. After Farhan got up, he was run over yet again, this time by a woman with long black hair. At that moment in time, the only thing going through his mind was, "Ow…"
Seiji was just about to walk downstairs when the boy – Kouta – rushed upstairs, followed closely afterwards by the woman – Seiji's older sister, Rin – who looked like she had a perfectly good reason to dislocate Seiji's shoulder! Seiji almost fell back in shock and at that moment!
" Seiji! It's Midori!" Kouta told him, still panting heavily, "She's gone into a relapse! I think…"
" Seiji who is this kid and why did you let him into our house?" Rin asked in a threatening way.
" Please, just stop it everyone!" Midori screamed.
All three of them paused and looked at her as Farhan pulled himself to the second floor, groaning in agony. After everyone was tended to – Farhan in particular having been stepped on by two people simultaneously – the party of 5, Midori included, sat down at the living room table. Kouta kept apologizing to Farhan for running him down, even though Farhan told him that it was nothing to worry about. Rin just sat there staring at him, smoking a cigarette. Seiji and Midori were both looking at the floor silently.
" Seiji…I just wanted to say I'm sorry," Midori told him.
" What ever for Midori?" he asked.
The both of them were in his room, getting ready for bed. Kouta had gone home quite some time ago and Rin left soon afterwards. Farhan appeared to be able to take care of himself, so they left him in the living room.
" Well… if I hadn't read my diary, I wouldn't have gotten you into this mess again," she admitted.
" Listen, it's not a problem. Besides, it's not like you can control this right?" he asked her, "It's not your fault. Anyways… now you will always be by my side, won't you?"
" Oh Seiji…" Midori said, tears swelling in her eyes.
That was right before she leapt at him and kissed him on the cheek, causing him to panic and run out the door… straight into Farhan who had wandered upstairs looking for the First-Aid kit. Poor guy. Bludgeoned, bruised, unconscious against the wall. Midori and Seiji looked shocked, as though they had just committed murder and thought, "What have we done?"
Author's Notes: Next chapter will be up in December! December! Same time as my Galaxy Angel fanfic! I need to work onthis ficmore...