Meeting Miyazawa

Under the Cherry Blossoms

It was a brisk spring morning. Quiet a while since his first encounter with the

shockingly beautiful Yukino Miyazawa. So long he had almost forgotten about

her. But he didn't quite forget about her yet. No. Every time she passed him in the

hallway, Soichiro was quickly reminded of his warped feelings for her. Her hair

would fall perfectly around her face, seeming to frame her beauty. No... trying to

frame, duplicate or match Miyazawas beauty was ridiculous.

It was lunch time and Arima decided to skip the usual hub-bub of a busy

caffeteria by buying an apple juice out of a drink vending machine, and taking the

journey up behind the school and over the small brook. Here he could truly escape

from everything. Plus, a girl had left him a note to meet him here. Just another girl

who would offer him a present he would refuse. He thought it would be rude to

just avoid the girl, and it was proper to refuse her present.

Arima stood in shock, staring at one particular cherry tree. Was that?...No. It

couldn't be. The figure shifted against the trunk and then turned to head back up to

the school. Yukino Miyazawa stood before Arima. His mouth dropped open

slightly. Miayazawa liked him!? "Oh! Hello Arima..Just checking out the cherry

blossoms!" Suddenly a girl with long hair came running up. She made gasping,

puffing noises as she breathed. Yukino would never make a noise like that. Arima

was suddenly appaled at himself. What was going on. "I'm sorry I made you wait

Arima." The girl squeaked. Yukino instantly smiled brightly. "Aww Arima, got an

admirer?" She giggled and skirted down the hill, and back towards the school.

Arima's eyes followed her. How could they not. He sudeenly clutched his

stomach and roared with laughter. It was just an accident! Miyazawa didn't love

him! The girl squeaked in terror, unsure of what was going on. At that moment,

Arima knew. He knew how he felt, and he knew what he wanted. He wanted her.

He wanted to make her look his way. He wanted her eyes to follow him when he

walked past. He wanted her to love him back.

Soichiro Arima, for the first time in his life, was deeply in love.

And he was also sure where his heart lay.

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Chapter two..wootness. I'm having fun writing. I know I'm still working out the rusted patches of my inner talent, it'll get better, promise. Anyway, please review and tell me how I can improve. Thanks