I do not own Itazura Na Kiss, nor do I own any character of it. This is just fanfiction written for fun and nothing else.

Well, before beggining the story let me say something. YAY! I'm back to writing, which I really needed to do. You see, for those who might want to waste their time reading this, I'm Spanish and I've been learning English since I was 4 or 5 years old as it's a language that really attracts me. So, I used to write a lot in English before, writing extra stories for school work, writing on my diary, writing songs,... but as i grew up i stopped doing that as i get more homework, i have to study, and i've also been wasting most of my time playing video games, reading manga, watching anime and doramas or on YouTube fangirling over PewDiePie a lot. Yup. So yesterday on the english test we had to write a short story and I realized that it got very difficult for me, compared to the times I used to write each and everyday. So here I am now, posting a new fanfiction to practice some writing.

I started watching ItaKiss because my sister told me about it and it seemed quite interesting, but unlike most people, I started watching the japanese dorama, the remake one of 2013 called Itazura Na Kiss Love in Tokyo, and yeah, if you guys have seen it you're probably in love with Furukawa Yuki too! after that I read the manga and watched the anime. Now I'm waiting until someone starts uploading the dorama's second season somewhere.

This fanfiction will be mostly based on the dorama's version, which was the first one I saw and the one I mostly remember. But obviously, this is fanfiction, so I'm gonna write about different things and situations, might include some original ones though, depending on how the story evolves.

If any of you sees some mistakes, or gramatically incorrect sentences please send me a PM or leave it on a review, whichever you prefer, so I can improve my writing skills!

PS; The title is based on Britt Nicole's song: Safe.

"Heroes know that things must happen when it is time for them to happen. A quest may not simply be abandoned; unicorns may go unrescued for a long time, but not forever; a happy ending cannot come in the middle of the story."
― Peter S. Beagle, The Last Unicorn

KOTOKO'S POV

My name is Aihara Kotoko and I'm 17. Lately, my life has been more exciting than ever. Do you want to know why? Well, let me start by telling you that my love story revolves around Irie Naoki, the boy I'm in love with since he did a speech at Tonan High School's entrance ceremony. He's in Class A, he's a genius, and I'm a stupid girl from Class F. Recently, I gathered some courage and gave him a love letter expressing how much I have admired him all these years and he rejected it. But obviously my luck couldn't be worse.

After that incident happened, my dad had bought a new house and the same day we moved in, it collapsed because of its bad construction during an earthquake. The worst of all is this: when my dad's best friend saw us on the news he offered us to stay with him and his family. It was really nice of him and we accepted his offer just for a while until we found a new place to live in. Would've been better if his older son weren't the almighty IRIE NAOKI!

So yeah, I've been living with the Irie's for a while now, but I guess I should tell you my story from the beginning, right?

"Kotoko-chan! Dinner's ready!" Obasan called from downstairs.

"Hai! Coming down in a minute!"

I put the letter I wrote for Irie-kun inside the envelope again and put back in the drawer. I kept reading and reading it many times since he turned me down, it was the only thing that kept me from crying. Reading it made me feel like I was living in the moment I wrote it, when he still hadn't rejected me. Sounds stupid right? But it made me feel a little better, though very nostalgic too.
I headed downstairs, drowned in my own thoughts when I bumped into someone coming out of the bathroom.

"Oops, sumima-" my words got caught in my throat as I looked up and saw Irie-kun's face at 10 cm of mine. You could really appreciate how handsome he was, his perfect features, his cold brown eyes, his perfect silky black hair that made me want to run my hands through... And my descriptions and daydreams could go on for a whole day.

"Hmf-" was his only response as he turned around and headed for the kitchen.

I followed him happily, ignoring his cold response as I knew he was always like this, dreaming of a time when he would finally return my feelings and we'd live happily ever after.

"These look delicious!" I said as I sat down on the chair and grabbed my chopsticks, admiring Ms. Irie's homemade food. "Itadakimasu!"

"I'm glad you enjoy my food, Kotoko-chan" Obasan commented. "You and papa are the only ones who compliment my meals. I'm sure Onii-chan and Yuuki like it too but sometimes a compliment and two are good to hear from them."

"If you already know we like it then there's no need for extra compliments" Irie-kun said.

Ms. Irie ignored his remark and turned to me again. "Thank god there's another woman under this roof, I still don't know how I've been able to put up with three boys for many years."

"That is if you can call that a woman" Yuuki muttered, still chewing some noodles.

That comment struck me like lightning and I tried to ignore the fact that for him, I will always be a nuisance. Irie-kun's little brother has hated me since I moved into this house as his mom made him move into Irie-kun's room and I took over his. Ms. Irie even decorated with many girly things. Then, when he asked me to help him read some kanji's I wasn't even able to! Do they really teach those to kids at such young age? I don't recall ever learning those.

"Yuuki-chan, don't say such rude things!" he was told of by Obasan and instantly shut his mouth.

I took a glance at Irie-kun's reaction at his brother's retort and as expected he just looked at me, smirked a little and then kept ignoring everything, eating in silence. I always wondered what he was thinking; he was just so mysterious... It was painful to see that if he didn't give much attention to his family, he'd give me even less. It would take a lot of effort to make him notice me as something more than just a baka living under the same roof.

After dinner, while Ojisan and Irie-kun were having some coffee I helped Ms. Irie with the dishes. On the way to my bedroom I wished Irie-kun a good night.

"Oyasuminaisai Irie-kun" I whispered, quickly closing the door to my bedroom. I still had to recover from his rejection and it was still kind of difficult talking to him. Plus, I didn't want to confirm the fact that there would be no response. "Sweet dreams..." I said, as I lay back on the door and let myself fall on the floor.

There's no way I'd ever give up on Irie-kun but it was still hard to talk to him. The worst thing is that he seems to enjoy seeing me suffer like this, and I, as the great baka I am, keep giving him the pleasure to do so. Will this hole inside ever disappear? Is he ever going to accept me? Is he ever going to fall in love with me? Those questions kept eating me inside, sending sharp knifes straight to my stomach while my heart was aching like it never did before.
After a while, I couldn't keep up with the pain and decided to distract myself. I grabbed my computer and did what I usually do when I'm sad; visit online shops to keep up with the new trends and saving some items in the shopping cart but not buying them as I don't have a credit card and dad isn't fond of online shopping, always saying that you can't trust it. To be honest it kind of helped me cheer up a little.

NAOKI'S POV

I realized that Kotoko's mood changed depending on who she was talking to. To make it clearer, whenever she talked to her friends, her dad or my family she'd be cheerful and when she addressed to me she'd be somewhat more reserved, quiet, as if she were a scared animal. I guess it is normal after I rejected her love letter. I didn't want it so why should I have accepted it and make her think she had a chance. I don't really mind her current attitude towards me though, it makes things easier for me; at least I get some peace. Still, I can't understand how she thinks that I could ever fall for her when we are totally opposites. I'm in Class A, she's in F. I'm quiet, she's noisy. I'm an organized person, she's just a mess. I don't mind being alone, she loves being surrounded. I don't care about love, love is her goal. I only speak when needed, she never shuts the hell up. She's just so naive, like a kid.

Since her dad and her moved here there have been very few moments to relax and enjoy the peaceful silence while reading a book. Don't get me wrong here, I don't mind Mr. Aihara, but that baka is just annoying. I could even tell even from the day she tried to give me that letter. I think she suffers from a serious case of ADHD. And the funny-looking faces she makes at all times amuse me so much it makes me think it might be the only good quality she has. During dinner, when Yuuki said that to her, rude or not, the face she made was just priceless.

On the way to my bedroom she stormed by, heading to her room. When I had my hand on the door knob I heard her whisper something.

"Oyasuminasai Irie-kun..."

"Oyasumi, Aihara San" I replied, just to be polite, but she had already closed the door without waiting for my response.

Seconds later I heard a light bump against her bedroom's door which I analyzed as her laying against it. Was it that suffocating to her to wish me a good night? Why didn't she wait for my reply? As I entered my bedroom and lay on the bed I wondered why it was so silent. Normally, with those walls almost made of paper that separate our rooms, I'd be hearing her muttering something to herself, or some noise, as she usually goes to bed later than me. But no sound came to my ears apart from my brother's snores.

I was tired, but couldn't seem to fall asleep. I kept fighting with the thin line between consciousness and unconsciousness and when I was about to fall completely asleep I heard a loud thump followed by a painful "Ouch! Fuck!" and some whimpers.

I got up and sighed, walking towards her bedroom. I knocked lightly on the door but there was no response so I opened it to see what was going on and tell her off for waking me up again. I wish I hadn't. I found myself staring at Aihara-san's butt. She was only wearing her pink hearted underwear and bra and was about to put on her pajamas. When she felt that someone was observing her she turned around, her head halfway outside of her pj's shirt.

"Irie-kun!" she squealed and quickly finished dressing up. "What are you doing here?!"

Hearing her loud voice I hurried to get inside her room and close her door before she woke anyone else up. She looked so uncomfortable it was impossible not to enjoy the moment.

"Shhht! You're going to wake the whole neighborhood up!" I whispered.

"Wha- Wha- What are you doing here?"

"I came by to see you in your underwear so I had something good to dream of tonight" I replied, trying use the sexiest voice my knowledge could think of.

"Eh?!"

"Baaaaaaka... did you really expect for me to want to see you half naked? I'm only interested in women" I explained, keeping up with Yuuki's joke to see if she'd make one of those funny faces again. But she didn't, she looked really hurt.

"If you came here just to make fun of me, please stop and leave" she muttered, looking away.

Seeing that things didn't turn out as expected I explained myself trying to change her hurtful expression.

"I just came to tell you to stop being so noisy, it's annoying. You woke me up."

"Oh- gomenasai!" she bowed to me apologetically but the hurt in her eyes was still there.

I just turned around and made my way back to my room, making sure that before I closed the door she'd hear me.

"Oyasumi."

With that, I lay back again in bed and tried to sleep. Once again, I couldn't fall asleep. It wasn't because she was making any noise, but every time I closed my eyes I'd see hers filled with pain in my mind and somehow it didn't feel good. Then, I forced myself to not care the least about that. Since when was she a reason to keep me awake?