Disclaimer: Kodocha Property of Miho Obana, all new characters are mine.
A.N.: Here's Chapter Two! Sorry it's been so long, two weeks? Anyway, thanks for the reviews and please, somebody, answer my question! I can't keep going without an answer! I'm really indecisive right now...gomen ne!
What direction would you like this story to keep going in? Sana as a child (forever) or becoming a young woman (ehem-Akito)?
Oh, one more thing. In this chapter they're all going to school including Akito since he's going to be back for good. What better place to go than school, right?
On with the story!
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She couldn't think, couldn't breathe. She could only feel Akito and his arms. He smiled sweetly at her and she loved it. He bent his head down to kiss her and she fell into a pit of feelings in disarray. As their mouths touched again and again, she felt tingling spread across her face and down her neck, snaking through her body. And something else, it surged through her. Suddenly, a song began to play. It was upbeat and accompanied by a series of metal clacking. Her eyebrows drew into a V as Akito drew away to laugh crazily at her.
"Up! Up! Get up and dance with me! The singing and dancing pig of Hawaii! Sunny Sunny pineapple Hawii!"
As the words sank in, she shot up on her bed. Ohmigod! Wh-What was I thinking? I mean, dreaming? She put her hands on her head and squeezed her eyes shut as scenes played in her head. The smiles and kisses, the two of them touching, the overwhelming feelings of happiness and something else..."Nooooooooooooo!"
She shook herself and wound up looking at her piggy alarm clock. It was still dancing and singing. She slammed her hand on it and looked at the time. She screamed again. She was late!
Her uniform was thrown on and her legs wheeled her out of the house at supernatural speed. "Bye-bye, Mama! Let's get going, Rei!" Her manager/ex-gigolo ran after her with his sunglasses on crooked and a panicked look on his face.
Once they were in the car, Sana let out a sigh of relief. She looked out her window at the sky and in the middle of her silent monologue she noticed something was wrong. She squinted her eyes to make sure that the old lady was indeed walking pass the car with her chihuahua. Her eyes grew wide as it dawned on her that they were moving at a snail's pace.
"Rei! Why is that old lady walking faster than the car? BECAUSE YOU'RE DRIVING TOO SLOW! I'm going to be late! REIIII!" He began to slowly explain that safety was very important and the pace they were at was quite enough. Sana turned to in her seat and gave him the old eyebrow twitch. She grabbed the wheel from him and stuck her foot hard on his on the brake. SKWEEE! The car jerked from right to left accompanied by the sound of burning rubber on the street.
"Sa-Saana! Slow down! Please! This is dangerous! Stop! Stop!" Rei frantically tried to tear her away, but could not match her strength (which is quite pathetic since she's a young girl and he's a grown man).
"Well, I'm late and this is the fastest way to get there! You'll only make me even later!" she declared over her shoulder. They arrived at the school just in time to hear the bell go DING-DONG! She ran to her classroom leaving Rei dazed in the car, "Sanaaa..."
The door to the classroom slams open just as Sana reaches her seat. Matsuura-sensei walks into the room with her head held high and scans the room behind her oval glasses. The rowdy classroom falls silent and all scramble to their seats. It seems as though everyone is holding their breath as they wait. She smiles and sets down her folders and books.
"Good morning, class! Isn't it such a lovely day? Well, homeroom has now started, but I'll give you a few more minutes to talk after we take care of a bit of business. Now then," she continues to speak without noticing the sighs of relief that swept through the class. Matsuura-sensei was known for her mood swings; she could be angry and turn around to be happy-go-lucky in the space of a few seconds. When in a bad mood, she could be ruthless and easily agitated. There would be shouting and slamming of books and rulers against the chalkboard up front. However, in a good mood, she was angelic and mellow to the point of being almost meek. The contrast was extreme, but all agreed that she was a good teacher and quite likeable.
Sana put her head in her hands and eventually found herself back in her dream.
He kissed her again and left her breathless. She didn't know what to feel, what to do. These emotions swarming through her, she didn't want them, but did at the same time. She felt happy and something new, but what? She felt the need for something, a want. It felt wrong for her to feel it, she was just a child. Was this...passion? The emotion Mama described in her book about her gigolo? Passion?
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A.N.: Okay, how's that? It wasn't supposed to end there, but it's getting late, er, early. I'm tired so I added the last part to conclude it. So give me some reviews and I'll post the next chapter as soon as I can.
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Sarah
