Title: The Worst Week Ever
Author: Mitsumiya Chihane
Part: 2/7
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: MitMiya
Genre: YAOI, Romance
Archive: FFN, and my site
Disclaimer: SD doesn't belong to me. It belongs to Inoue-san *envious*
Warning: Unedited.
Author's Notes: Thanks for those of you who reviewed the first chapter!! Anybody of you out there know how to create MitMiya fanart? Wakekekeke by the way, if you wanna visit my site, just go look at my profile and follow the URL. Lots of MitMiyas there. Though right now, it's a friends-only place since it's not yet finished. You need to have a Livejournal account and invite me as a friend. Sorry, I'm incredibly lazy to create my own website haha. This chapter is dedicated to FROZENFEMALE, who told me not to depend too much on reviews, and to my muse MAYUMI!!!!!!!! Wahahahahahahahaha!
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DAY TWO
DECEMBER 27, TUESDAY
Haruko made her way to her classroom, humming a lively tune. With every good thing that's been happening lately, she was sure her brother's dreams of becoming national champions will become a reality soon enough. Sakuragi was getting better at all aspects of the game, far exceeding everyone's expectations, Rukawa's stint at the All-Japan team had honed his skills even further, Mitsui was pushing himself to the limit, with grim determination that he was gonna make his last season count, and Miyagi – Haruko giggled. If things went well yesterday, Miyagi would definitely be showing the most improvement amongst the team.
Haruko sighed. It must have been so romantic. She couldn't wait to find out from Ayako the details of what happened yesterday afternoon. If only it could happen to her…
"Haruko-chan… I have waited a long time to tell you this…"
"What is it Rukawa-kun?"
"Ever since the first time I laid my eyes on you, I have fallen madly in love with you…"
"Ahh! Rukawa-kun!" Haruko shrieked, only to find that the hallway was filled with students, mostly seniors and committee members, and they were all staring at her. "Oh boy… was I talking out loud?"
"Pretty much."
Haruko scanned the crowd for the source of the voice. She found Ayako leaning against the wall right outside her classroom and she was about to ask her sempai what she was doing there when she noticed that Ayako's eyes were red. "Ayako sempai, are you okay?"
Another sad smile and Ayako shook her head.
"Eh?" Haruko hurried over towards Ayako to comfort her sempai and to avert her attention from her humiliating moment just a few seconds ago. "What happened, Ayako sempai?"
"Oh Haruko-chan, it didn't go too well."
"What happened?" Haruko took Ayako's hand and led her inside the classroom. She motioned for Ayako to sit down on her chair while she sat atop her desk. "I thought you were finally gonna accept Miyagi-san?"
"I was," Ayako looked down. "Then something happened that I was totally not counting on."
Haruko didn't know how to react. She never saw Ayako this way. "What happened? I mean, it was a sure thing, right?"
"I thought so too… but then he told me – and at first, I couldn't believe it – that he… he was in love with somebody else."
"Uso!" Haruko stood up in disbelief. "He's in love with you, Ayako-san!"
"That's what I thought too, but then why would he lie to me?" Ayako looked up and Haruko saw that the manageress' eyes were brimming with tears.
"There has to be a reason," Haruko said, waving her firsts in determination. "He's in love with you, everybody knows that. He's waited for you for such a long time!"
"Maybe that's it. Maybe I made him wait too long. Maybe he gave up and found someone new."
"I know something's not right here Ayako-san. I don't believe that Miyagi-san has found someone new, but if he did, I'll sure find out for myself who it is."
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Miyagi stared at his alarm clock blankly. It had rung 1 hour ago, the way it always did, but he didn't get up like he used to do each and every morning. Instead, he just stared at it – akin to what he was doing right now – and suffered through a long, painful minute of the alarm wailing. After a minute, the alarm clock became silent, only to start wailing again after 15 minutes, which was still met by silence and more ear torture. The clock was programmed to alarm every 15 minutes after it's initial activation until someone turned it off. That someone, however, was lying on his side and though awake, had not moved an inch since he woke up.
Miyagi couldn't even remember if he did wake up, or if he hadn't even fallen asleep at all since last night. The events of yesterday played over and over again in his mind like some twisted horror movie with bad lighting and terrible sound.
He still couldn't believe he said it to her. He felt like an idiot. Although his brain was telling him that it was the right thing to do, his heart was grieving deep inside, as if each beat was taking all the strength out of him now that Ayako was missing from the place where she belonged: at the very core of his heart, embedded right into his very soul.
'Okay, so maybe that's too melodramatic,' Miyagi mused. But suffice to say, he was pretty much bummed out about it.
He kept thinking twice about what he did since he got home yesterday afternoon, wishing he could take it all back. He had been like a zombie since Ayako left him standing there on the sidewalk. Upon reaching home, he marched straight in to his room and had not gone out ever since – except for a couple of bathroom breaks. His mother's calls for him to come down and eat dinner fell on deaf ears. All he could think about was that afternoon that changed his life forever.
"You're so melodramatic."
Miyagi blinked. The voice in his head was so audible now that it felt like it was in the room with him. Odd, his conscience was starting to sound a lot like Mitsui.
"Oi, I said, stop being so melodramatic." Miyagi reluctantly took his gaze away from the alarm clock and looked at the door. True enough, Mitsui Hisashi was standing there, looking at him with an amused smile. He gave Mitsui a once over, then his eyes drifted back towards the alarm clock.
"You know," Mitsui said, walking towards him. "All you need is some music and then this could make one heck of a music video." Miyagi felt the mattress shift as it accommodated the older boy's weight as he sat down.
"Shut up," Miyagi mumbled, disinterested at Mitsui's attempt at humor.
"Ah, he speaks!" Mitsui, unnerved at Miyagi's cold reception, continued jovially. "So… you went through with it?"
Miyagi covered himself with the comforter. "What do you think?" came his muffled reply.
"Hey, I was only trying to help. It was better this way, ne? At least you came out of it dignified." Mitsui frowned. "I'm not saying that it shouldn't hurt at all, but it gives you a head start at moving on."
Miyagi sighed, threw the comforter off and sat up to face Mitsui. "Gomen, Mitsui-san. I know that you're just trying to help me out. I appreciate it."
"Right right." Mitsui stood up and pulled the comforter completely away from the bed, before sitting back down. "And the team would appreciate it, if you actually showed up for practice today. I'm not asking you to go to class, since most of the teachers are on leave anyway. But basketball practice can't be missed, especially by the captain."
"Oh no," Miyagi groaned. He felt like all he had done since yesterday was mope, groan and mumble. Not to mention that he sighed a lot too. "That means I have to see Aya-chan."
"Well then, it was better that you beat her to it because at least you won't be humiliated."
Miyagi looked at his senior, poker-faced. "Is there any chance that you could go away and leave me to hide out in my room forever?"
"No."
"Thought so." As if Miyagi's shoulders bore the weight of the entire world, he trudge towards the bathroom dejectedly, leaving Mitsui sitting on his bed with a bemused look on his face.
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"…and he just sat there looking like it was the end of the world!" Mitsui put his hands up in exasperation.
"Hai hai…" Kogure said distractedly, as he pored over his notes on their take home assignments. As expected, almost all the teachers did not come to class that day, allowing the seniors time to fill out and review their college applications. Unfortunately, almost all professors had a take home exam or extra homework for their students. "Shouldn't you be in your classroom?"
Mitsui just shrugged. "Sensei's still on leave. Oi, you're not even listening to me."
"Yes I am," Kogure said, adjusting his glasses as he looked up at Mitsui, who was sitting on his desk. "You don't expect Miyagi to recover automatically just because you want him to."
"I know I know. I just wonder if there's anything else I could do right, to make him feel any better."
An amused smile lit up Kogure's gentle features. "I think you've done enough already." Then he turned serious. "Are you gonna tell him?"
"Tell him what?"
"About how you feel?"
"What!" Mitsui almost fell off the desk. "No way! Of course not!"
"Good." Kogure averted his gaze back to his notes. "Everything's been difficult for him. Ayako, being made captain… telling him would complicate it more. And we don't need a distracted captain during the winter championships, right?" he eyed Mitsui intently.
"Right," Mitsui grinned sheepishly. "Don't worry, I won't do anything to complicate stuff. Promise."
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"She's not here…" Miyagi mumbled as he closed his locker door lethargically. He didn't miss much during class. Yasuda had given him a list of homework their substitute teachers had given them. He also had a list for Ayako, which meant that the manageress had not gone to class either. Miyagi had hoped to see how Ayako was doing during practice but practice had started 5 minutes ago and she still wasn't there. Miyagi had intended to arrive late to make sure she was already inside when he got to the gym.
"Maybe she had lots of things to do. The new year's eve thingy. She's one of the organizers, right?" Mitsui offered. He was sitting on the bench, tying his shoelace. He was also curious as to Ayako's absence.
"Maybe she's mad at me." Miyagi frowned as he turned towards Mitsui and leaned against the lockers. "Do you think she's mad?"
"Why would she be mad?" Mitsui stood up. "You think you hurt her pride or something?"
"Maybe," Miyagi groaned. "I can't believe I dumped her…"
"You did not dump her okay? You weren't even in the position to do any dumping whatsoever."
But Miyagi wasn't listening. "I can't believe I said all those words to her!" he was gesturing passionately with his hands. "I can't believe I turned her down…" Miyagi looked directly at Mitsui. "…and it's all because of you!!"
"What!?" Mitsui raised his arms in defense. "Don't blame it on anybody else; I was just trying to be helpful!" He couldn't take it anymore. He approached Miyagi and put an arm casually around the younger boy, who was still in a daze. "Oi, no moping in school okay? Now wipe that stupid look off your face." He put his hand on Miyagi's face and mess it up.
"Oi!" Miyagi retorted as he slapped Mitsui's hand away, annoyed. "You're having fun at my expense!" But he couldn't help himself and took out his revenge on Mitsui's hair, messing it up.
Mitsui was laughing when he caught a glimpse of someone by the door. It was Akagi Haruko, who was staring at them with a stunned look on her face.
Mitsui frowned and dropped his hands on both sides. "Is there anything wrong Akagi san?"
Haruko opened her mouth, but no sound came out. After a couple of tries, "Uhm… anou… err, have you seen Ayako san?"
"She's not here," Miyagi said, confused at Haruko's expression.
"Ah…sou…I'll just look for her then." Without waiting for a reply, Haruko bowed at the two and left as mysteriously as she had appeared.
Mitsui shook his head. "Weird girl."
"Tell me about it," Miyagi agreed as he took his whistle from the bench and started walking towards the door.
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'It can't be…'
'But it's right in front of your eyes!'
'You have to be kidding me!'
'Clear as day. What more do you need?'
Haruko was beginning to get dizzy from all the thoughts that were swirling inside her head. Her mind still couldn't grasp the things she had just seen and heard. Thankfully, walking did not need a lot of brainwork and Haruko tried to focus on the task at hand, which was to find Ayako.
She wasn't hard to find at all. Ayako was all alone in an empty classroom, writing something in her notebook. Haruko figured that the New Year's Eve event committee had just finished their meeting and Ayako had chosen to stay behind to do some work. "Ayako-san!" she called out.
"Eh? Haruko-chan, what are you doing here?" Shouldn't you be watching practice?"
Haruko entered the classroom and sat on the chair beside Ayako's. "Anou… shouldn't YOU be at practice?"
"Sou," Ayako looked down at her notebook. "I still have some things to finish and it feels weird, with Ryota there…"
"Ah," Haruko didn't know where to begin. "I came here to talk about that."
"Hm?"
"About what Miyagi-san told you, about being in love with someone else?"
Ayako laid down her pen and put all of her attention on Haruko. "Yes?"
Haruko began to fidget under Ayako's intense stare. "Uhm… it might actually be true."
Ayako hesitated, then propped her elbow on the desk and rested her chin on her hand. "Who is it?" She would rather know now than be surprised later on.
"Uhm, I mean…I'm not sure about it yet so I don't think-"
"Haruko-chan tell me!"
"I…I don't know, I mean, maybe I just misunderstood and it's not really – "
Ayako put her hands on Haruko's upper arms and shook them. "Tell me!"
"Okay okay!" Once Ayako stopped shaking Haruko, the latter looked at the manageress worriedly. "Don't tell anyone, okay?"
"Okay." Ayako paused and took a deep breath. "Please Haruko-chan, tell me who it is."
Haruko hesitated, but the look on Ayako's face was unbearable. This was the first time she saw the manageress this way. So, in the smallest voice Haruko could muster, she whispered, "It's Mitsui sempai."
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Author's Notes: wahahahahahahahaha *dies laughing* minna please comment hehehe. Thanks to all those who reviewed my fic and also to those who didn't review, but read it wheeeeeeee!!!