I'm addicted to writing this story. I must've rewritten this chapter 4 times. :) But i'm serious in this matter, when I say this is not a normal "romantic comedy" you find in the KCK archive, i mean it literally. As is the whole idea fo the story is so much more than a corny school dance or kissing in the rain, ect. And (my personal opinions obviously outstanding the authors comments before the chapter) the whole idea and plot of this story sort of skips and goes beyond the idea of getting 2 people in the same bed(an, the idea of putting "fluff" in your summary usually illustrates that will happem. -_-;'.) I'm not boning out on all of them though, there are actually some much better writers on this archive than me that use those ideas and put it together really well. (coughmewcuxiecough (her stories are super well written and cute 3.))
Anyway, this is an important chapter in this story, it has 3 really important aspects that come up later, of all the chapters I post if you wanna skip through some or are re-reading part of the story, I highly recommend you read this chapter.
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And off with the blabbing :)
3 years later.
I yawned, walking home from school with Himeka. "Kazune-Chan." She said after a while, her head hanging down. "Boy problems?" I asked, knowing her a little too well. "I kinda like the new kid."She giggled, scratching the back of her head, smiling a weak confused smile at me. I sighed "Seriously? Ugh, who am I to talk I'm worse than him, whatever floats your boat Himeka." I said, swinging my bag over my shoulder. She glared "Whats that supposed to mean?". I laughed "Karin's been rubbing off on you I see.". She giggled. Awkward mood swings, it runs in the family. She looked down at her wrist, covered in beaded bracelets and shiny silver rings. "...Karin-Chan... will like Michiru-Kun! I just know it, she'll totally support me!" She pumped her fist in the air. "Why do you even need suppo- Nevermind, how are you planning on getting Karin to meet him?" I asked. She ignored my first remark, simply answering "You.". Okay. Karin's idea of "epic planning" before any "die-hard" situation has really rubbed off on Himeka... Maybe a little too much. Like that time she somehow convinced me to take a shower, only because she wanted to see my reaction to throwing half real half rubber bugs at me in the middle of it. I shivered. "You scared of my epic plan?" She asked. No, I've never been scared of you, it's Karin I'm worried about. I nodded. "Well, you have to become BEST friends with Michiru, so that you can make him come over and he can meet Karin and see more of me and so you'll be okay with me dating him." She spurted out. Himeka was never one to talk fast, as a matter of a fact she always talked so slow it kind of annoys people, but I've grown up with it. We came up to the gate of our house, opened. "Looks like Karin forgot to lock it, again." Me and Himeka both had after-school activites, while Karin just went straight home.I sighed, going inside and closing it. Himeka giggled. I walked up to the door she was kind enough to lock. I unlocked it, trowing the key inside through the open window. Score.
"Karin?" I called, entering and locking the door behind me. She called back "I'm in your room!". Oh god, why?
I ran upstairs,not bothering to take off my shoes or backpack. My eyes widened. Well this is a new for the both of us.
"I HEART KARIN HANAZONO!"
This would have been fine if it was written in pencil, erasable in marker. Detachable in sharpie. But not in wall paint. Designed to stay on the god damn wall. Oh look, a cute little picture on the wall of us she drew...as stick people...holding hands...I can never bring friends over again. Sometimes Karin, sometimes. She smiled, a bright, cheerful smile. "What the hell have you done!" I shouted, not caring that the neighbors might hear me. "Oh you should see your closet." She pointed, as if she expected the reaction. I hesitantly walked over. Oh god no. I opened the doors. It was almost too pink. "K-Karin...What's wrong with you?" I asked, almost needing to cover my eyes from all the big beautiful dresses. She giggled, patting me on the back "I didn't like your style, so I prepped it up a notch." "It's almost too preppy." I said, it was also disgusting. Why do girls like pink? She laughed "I'll fix it by tomorrow. But I hid your clothes.". Ugh, sometimes Karin, sometimes. "I want it all gone." I said, crossing my arms and glaring. She sighed "Why do you have to be to be so boring, I was waiting all day to show you this and see a funny reaction.". I growled "What the hell did you expect me to do? Put on some lipstick and dress up like a princess so you can take pictures and post them on the internet?". She snorted "No! I was gonna do your make-up!". "Just get out. This better be fixed by tomorrow morning.".
"The wall too?"
"The wall most importantly."
"Ugh, I hate you."
"No you love me."
"Your such a fag."
Everyday after that, there was something new written on my all by Karin. She never got rid of the big masterpiece right center, but she would continually add more and more to it, such as:
KAZUNE'S HEART:
IS BLACK
IS BROWN
ITS FULL OF HATE
ALL AROUND
HIS HAIR
HIS TOES
ALL FILLED UP
WITH A BLOODY NOSE
HE FIGHTS
AND CRIES
AND SOMETIMES
HE DIES
AND ALTHOUGH
HES REALLY MEAN
WHEN HE SEES ME
HIS HEART BEEMS.
She was into poetry. But I honestly don't consider my heart a bloody nose. And I don't get why it entertained her to have me read them out loud. Sick sick entertainment. And I don't get why she finds it funny to say I love her. I mean I love her as a girl that I've known for years, but not as a lover. Haha, I have the funniest image in my head right now.
It was a Tuesday.
After a week of archery practice for the tournament at my school on monday, I was wiped out. I had also been trying to keep up with Himeka's request, getting closer and closer to the foreign exchange student. He was pretty funny, and his eyes were different colors. Since England is my homeland I could totally relate to him, as he blabbed on about stuff, in English during class because i could understand him and no one else could, always managing to pull jokes out at serious times. Anyway, I was exhausted, and sprawled out on my bed. "Kazune-Kun?" Karin asked, leaning over me. Her face looked upside down, heh. "What?" I asked, not even remembering her being in my room to start with. She smiled "Read what I wrote on the wall.". I closed my eyes "I'm tired, read it to me.". She sighed, but obligated. She turned around,and was probably staring at the wall but my eyes were closed and facing another part of the room.
"Kazune-Kun
Kazune-Kun
The butterflies you see
make you run
make you come
screaming to me."
I chuckled, every time they get more creative.
"Kazune-Kun
Kazune-Kun
You might not love me
But since I know you
I'll just obligate
to let it be."
She's always told me she wanted to be a poet ever since she started reading poems in her language arts class 2 years ago.
"So Kazune-Kun
Kazune-Kun
The peom is blank
my mind is blank
the world is blank
thanks."
Sometimes she writes fake love poems about us, because whenever someone come's over, they automatically assume I'm her boyfriend. Which she finds entertaining, and quite frankly, sometimes for the heck of it we play along. Pretending that we're in love with each other. But sometimes their reactions are scary. Like this one time a girl threw the cat at Karin because I was too good for her...she came over to hang out with Karin to begin with.
"that's it." She said, looming over me again. I smiled "that was a nice one.". She glared "They're all nice.". I laughed "Kazune is mean, Kazune's a jerk, Kazune's a-" "Okay that was because you said I was bad at cooking." She said, lifting her head and crossing her arms. I sighed, and rolled over on my bed. This was how it always was. Karin writing on my wall, us getting in little fights, everything ending the same. Our life was like an interesting routine. I can faintly remember the routine before Karin moved in. Get up, get dressed, go to school, come home, do your homework, converse with family/friends, extra details, sleep. With eating periods thrown all around the place. While now everything in the morning was tossed around, considering Karin's a slug and won't get her ass out of bed without force. Every school day is just another few hours of lectures, every afternoon something is written on my wall, I help Karin with her homework while pursuing mine, and then everyone just does their own thing, Karin usually tagging a long where ever you go. Literally. She doesn't care where your going, she'll come along. Like this time I was going out to hang out with my guy friends, and she tagged along to "see what I was up too." and the entire time she was begging me to go home, forcing me to leave half way through.
I sighed, as she laid down beside me. "Miyon is sleeping over with me and Himeka-Chan tonight." She said, staring at the ceiling. I smiled "Is there any more?". She shook her head. "It's just us, so confide yourself in your room, or else she'll think I'm obsessed with a boyfriend that's not my boyfriend.". I laughed "Well don't guide anyone up here then, and I demand junk food.". She growled "I can't do you all these favors when she's over here, then she will really think I'm obsessed, randomly bringing you chocolate.". I rolled my eyes, sitting up. "And what do you mean guide up here." She sat up. I leaned back a bit "I mean exactly what you think, don't force truth or dares that involve me, don't tell her to ask me questions, don't come up here and bother me for money, all that sorts.". She leaned forward "Truth or dare is for peasants, that are overly pathetic about who they crush on and quiet people so that loud people can see them do things they'd never normally do. And as you very well know, I don't have stupid school girl crushes, and am very open." She stuck her nose in the air.
"Kazune-Kun!" "Kazune-Chan!" "Kazune-San."
Regardless of whatever Karin tells me, I have no choice but to expect the worst.
The three of them wouldn't leave me alone. Like I was their little dumpling, and they were disgusting ogres and all they want is what I can provide. Sadly since it's my house, I can provide everything. "Kazune-Kun!" Karin called from downstairs. I hadn't even gotten under the covers. I walked downstairs, dreading all the small tasks they force on me after a week of stringing arrows and shooting things. Do they expect me to focus on them? I made it down the ever growing flight of stairs, walking over to the living room. "Kazune-Kun, would you give us some money to go get some stuff at the store?". If I had my bow and arrow I would have shot her by now."I thought I told you to not ask me for money?" I crossed my arms. " No you said quote , don't come up here and bother me for money', and we're bothering you down here for money, not up there." She said matter-of-a-factually. I sighed "I'll just go ask Q.". I walked up the now extremely large set of stairs, over to the room of my favorite Uncle.
"Old man." I said, opening the door, he was reading. "Master Kazune." He didn't look up from his book. I went inside, closing the door. I let out a breath I was holding. They couldn't bother me if I was preforming a task. I sunk to my knees, overly tired. "Girls bothering you?" He asked. I nodded, pulling my knees to my chin, arms flopped at my sides, leaning against the old wooden door. "They're making me bother you, rather." I said. He chuckled "You seem over rushed, what are they doing to you in that school?" He put his book down. I shook my head "I'm tired by my own choices.". He walked over to me, running his fingers through my hair. "Are you suggesting bringing Karin-Sama here was a bad idea?" He sat down beside me. "I'm not sure of anything Q, I'm just tired.". I said, hiding my face with my hair. He smiled, and held my hand "What do they want?".
"Money, to go to a store, but knowing you and knowing myself neither of us are going to let them do it alone.".
"I'll just drive down there myself, no harm done right? Now get some sleep." He stood, helping me up. "Thank you." I said, opening the door. He smiled "Anything by your request.". I walked over to my room, getting under the blankets. If it weren't for Q I wouldn't have anywhere to stay huh? All my other relatives are dead, aside from my sister, living in England because of a medical degree she wants. I mean sure, I could live with a distant cousin or something, but it's not like I know the names of everyone beyond my own grandfather. I dazed off to sleep, dreading the noise of the girls requests in the morning.
There was a banging at my door.
"Kazune-Kun!" Karins voice was loud, but muffled. I groaned, getting up. Didn't Q tell them to leave me alone? I walked over to the door, which they all could have very well opened themselves. I was welcomed by 3 heart-broken ladies my age. I seriously hate girl problems. Himeka was the first to cling to me, followed by Karin and Miyon, all finding somewhere around my waist to latch to. "What happened?" I tried to sound worried but I know they probably just had a dramatic break up with their boyfriends. They all looked up at me, at the same time, with the same look on their face. I just stared in between Karin and Himeka, trying no to look them in they eyes. That's how they always get you. the manipulative structures of a girls whining face was designed to make you want to compel to their every request. In a group was almost too hard. "Q-chan is dead, Kazune-Kun." Karin said. I diverted my attention to her. "What?" I asked.
This is all my fault.
I'm happy with this chapter. I mean the chapter, not the fact our precious butler is killed :(. Anyway, this is probably about 1/7 of the drama in this story. There's about atleast 3 more chapters i'm gonna do. atleast, my goal is 7 chapters total and i'm trying for 8 or 9 :). And the reviews i get are truly motivating, thank you reviewers.