I put my hair down today as I headed off to school. Honestly, I haven't been in an actual school for a long time due to my career. However, I feel like I'm in some sort of flip world! It's crazy. And this Kukai is SO clingy.
"Tweety! You're here!" he called as I walked toward the school.
You see, because of my absence of knowledge of this world, Kukai and Ms. Sanjo think I "damaged" my brain or something stupid. Honestly, my "trapped in another world" theory sounds more believable to me.
"Of course I'm here. Ms. Sanjo was really persistent about me going to school. I'm perfectly fine with tutoring," I scoffed.
Kukai chuckled, "Could you afford it though? And it's weird for you to be calling her 'Ms. Sanjo' and stuff. Call her 'mom' or something."
"But she's not my mom," I said indifferently.
"She is, Tweety. The whole matter's been settled, remember?"
"Huh?" I was dumbfounded.
"You used to have this crisis whether she was your real mom or not because you thought you might be related to Souko Hoshina. Turned out you are blood related to Sanjo. She's your mom. The only reason you thought you could be related to Souko was because of the last names and how you looked a lot like her," Kukai explained to me.
I was shocked. So that means...my and Ikuto aren't related? He was still born to Aruto and Souko, right? I vanquished this thought as we walked off to class. I peered at his schedule. He had all these different classes than me.
"Kukai, why are you walking me to class? Your classes are on the other side of the school, plus there are only two more minutes till class starts," I raised an eyebrow.
He simple smirked and put his hands behind his head.
"I like walking you to class. Plus, I don't think I'm gonna be late. I'm quick and my class isn't that far," he said smugly," I get it, you don't want to be seen with an underclassman, am I right?"
"Underclassmen? You're younger than me?" This surprised me.
"By one year. What difference does it make? You never like talking to me at school."
"But you do so anyway."
"Yup!"
I sighed. I wonder how I'm going to put up with him.
"Kukai, why do you call me Tweety?" I asked suddenly.
He seemed alarm and shrugged his shoulders.
"Once when I went to your house, your mom was watching some tapes of your as a child. In the video, you were singing and dancing. Then your dad said 'You sing as beautiful as a bird' and you replied 'I'm a Tweety bird! A Tweeeety bird!' I laughed so hard and you started yelling at me. I used to call you Tweety just to annoy you, but it soon became a permanent name for you. A thing just between us,"
"Wow," was all I could say.
I couldn't explain how I felt. I just felt content. To think Kukai and I are that close. Maybe it is possible for me to become friends with him. We parted ways as the clocking started ticking faster.
As I walked down the halls, I couldn't help but think of Iru and Eru. They've always been there for me and supported me. Who would do that now? After much thinking, I finally reached my class and took a seat. It's been so long since I've been in a regular school.
"Hoshina?"
I looked up at the teacher who looked a bit irritated.
"Please read the paragraph on top of page 69," he commanded.
I nodded and began to read. This material seemed pretty basic to me. I smiled after reading it, in confidence.
After class, I was followed by this one girl green octopus-like hair. She looked very odd to me. Good god, go to the salon and fix that thing!
"Do I know you?" I asked her.
"Of course, Hoshina! I'm Lulu De Morselle," she smiled proudly.
"Get lost," I said harshly.
I did not want to put up with a rich snob like her. She seemed like the ojou-sama type. I strutted down the halls to my next class. As I turned my head to look out the window, I saw someone. Amu Hinamori. I dropped my books and ran out the door. I didn't care if I got in trouble. I needed to see Amu.
"AMU!" I called.
The girl turned to face me. This Amu was wearing my middle school uniform. She gave me a cold look.
"Ya? What is it? You got something to say?" she responded coldly.
I took a step back. Why was she acting like such a....poser?!
"It's me, Amu. Utau Hoshina,"
"And I care why? Stop calling me Amu like we're buddies or something. 'Cause we're not! I don't have time to play with the most popular girl at Seiyo High either. I gotta get to class," she snapped.
I sighed furiously. Amu looked alarmed.
"Listen, I don't know why you're acting like a cold bitch, but I'm putting a stop to it. Stop pretending! Go back to the real Amu. The spazzy, tsundere, and caring Amu I was best friends with!"
I ran off back into the school. Everyone was in class. I sighed and started to pick up my books. Suddenly a hand touched mine. I looked up. It was Kukai.
"Tweety, why aren't you in class?" he said as he helped me.
"Why aren't you?" I shot back.
"I can't answer that."
"Then I won't answer you."
I huffed and reached to pick up my notes. OW! I checked my finger. I got a paper cut. AND IT'S BLEEDING! Ugh. This day could not get any worse...
"Tweety, you're hurt!" Kukai exclaimed and held my cut finger.
"I'm fine," I said muttered.
He began licking the blood off my finger.
"Gross! Stop doing that!" I shouted.
"Nope. I'm a vampire now! I sparkle in the sun," he joked and then pulled out a bandage.
He wrapped it around my finger and smiled after he was done, like he accomplished something great. I giggled.
"Hey, I got you to laugh! SCORE ONE FOR KUKAI! You haven't laughed since you got back from the hospital," he stated.
He was right. I haven't laughed since then. I haven't felt happy enough to do so. If Iru and Eru were here, I think I would have been more happier...
"Tweeeeety! You listening?"
"Huh?!" I was startled.
He chuckled and handed me my books. He then shot his award-winning smile. Strangely, I'm really growing fond of it. I smiled back and began to walk back to class.
"Tweety..." he called softly.
I stopped in my tracks. I didn't turn to face him.
"What is it, Kukai?"
"All we can do is wait..." he said, but that wasn't his sweet voice. It was someone else's voice. Someone I didn't recognize. Someone who I was avoiding. But if you asked me to tell you who that someone was, I wouldn't know how to answer.
"What am I waiting for?"
I went to see Kukai at soccer practice. He – I have to admit – was really good. He handled the ball perfectly and went quickly across the field. After practice, he walked up to me. Sweat covered his face and body and he smirked.
"What did you think?" he asked with pride.
"You're really good," I replied.
"Well, you should know that by now, you've been to every one of my practices," Kukai said scratching his head.
"This is my first one, remember?" I raised an eyebrow.
Kukai thought for a moment and and then hit himself on the head and gave me the embarrassed 'I knew that' look. I smiled. He was so cute.
He began to put his arm around my shoulder.
"So Tweety, now that practice is over, want to do another ritual thing?" he said slyly.
"Get your sweaty arm off me and maybe," I said, suppressing a laugh.
Kukai nodded and and went to change into his streets clothes. When he came back, he wore baggy jeans and a plain white T-shirt. I'm guessing where we are going is someplace that's not super fancy. He took my hand and led me off. God, I hope he didn't see my blush.
We arrived in the park about ten minutes later. He led me to the fountain and had me stand on top of it. He then sat down on a park bench facing toward the fountain. He gave me a dead serious look.
"Sing."
I did not see that coming. Sing? Well, I am a famous pop star, but not here. Not in this world. So how does he know I can sing well?
"So I sing to you after everyday of practice?" I questioned.
"Yes you do. It all started once after practice, we were walking home, and you started humming a song. I dragged you to this exact spot and made a big deal about it. 'Look at this new recording artist!' was what I would say. You got so pissed and it took me a while to get you to sing out the song. We do it everyday after practice so we don't forget how we're best friends and no boyfriend of yours can tear us apart," Kukai stated, concluding his story.
"Boyfriend?" I asked, echoing what he said.
I have a boyfriend? This surprised me. Was it Ikuto?! Wait, Kukai said that Ikuto hangs around Amu and is a weirdo (GOSH HOW CAN HE SAY THAT?!) so it can't be him.
I opened my mouth to ask him about the whole boyfriend thing, but realized he was still waiting for that song. He looked impatient. I sighed and sang "My Heartful Song" – the song me and Eru have. I missed her. He noticed my saddened face and suggested we go back to our separate homes. I agreed and that was the last time I saw him that day.
"Kukai, why are you calling me up so late?!" I asked irritated. (Technically I didn't see him so this doesn't contradict what I said earlier)
"Can't a guy call up his best friend at two in the morning?" he responded chuckling.
"Call up Tadase or something," I replied dryly.
The other line was silent. Did I push a button I shouldn't have? I turned on my side. I was talking to Kukai on my cellphone. I was laying on my bed, with all the lights turned off. The only light in the room was the moonlight coming from the window and the light from the cellphone. I have no idea why I bothered to pick it up. I knew Kukai liked long conversations. My thoughts were interrupted by Kukai's answer to my question.
"He's no you, Utau."
Funny, I finally got him to say my name, but it sounded so...cold.
"Call me 'Tweety'" I whispered softly.
"Oh, so it's growing on you!"
"NO! It's just that it's weird hearing you call me Utau," I huffed.
"Mmm hmmm."
I laughed. It's funny how he can make me laugh so easily. I feel so at peace with him around. I met the guy only a few days ago. Well, according to him, we've known each other ever since fourth grade. In any case, this me has only known him for a couple days and he has this effect on me. It's sorta of the effect Amu has on me. But it's different. It's warmer.
"TWEETY, ARE YOU LISTENING?!"
"Huh?!" I nearly dropped the phone.
"Ha ha! I got you!"
"YOU JERK!" I yelled.
I soon shut my mouth because I remembered Ms. Sanjo is still sleeping. Kukai knew how to get me off of my rocker.
"Tweety..."
I was surprised but his sudden tone change. It was very serious.
"Yeah?" I said tiredly.
"You sound tired. I'll tell you tomorrow. Come over to my house and I'll tell you," I could imagine he winked when he said this.
"Yeah yeah yeah," I said sleepily, "Anything else you want to say to me before I fall asleep on you?"
"Sweet dreams and...you're the most amazing person I've ever met."
"That...sounds...so...corny...." I mumbled as I fell asleep.
A/N: Wala~ Another chapter! :D This fic will be about 6-7 chapters long. I know there's a lot of Kukai interactions in this chapter, but that's because he's not going to be in the next chapter much. :O
Chapter Hint: The whole Tadase thing has role in another chapter.
