Once In A Lifetime
A/N: People I'm writing this at midnight, I'm half awake, I have nothing to do. So please don't fault with me if this is ooc. I'm dead to common sense right now……. But please review all the same!
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If life was a pain, then death was surely the cure. Sunako contemplated it as she stared back at the demonic looks thrown her way. It was bad enough that she had come to school with Kyohei, as in at the same time and beside each other. But with the added on rumours that Ranmaru had oh so absent-mindedly said, things went from terrible to unbearable. 'Who the hell do those fan girls think they are? 'Sunako gave an inward sigh as she trudged past a hallway of lined up females. Beside her Kyohei wasn't exactly helping by sticking close to her. All the attention was getting on the hermit girl's nerves; no one usually even bothered her with a look unless she had done something particularly stupid in which case they would jeer. How she wished that Hiroshi-kun was with her now, instead, he was banned from any educational buildings because of some complainants saying he was a disturbance. Sunako felt like crying at the thought of her poor Hiroshi-kun all alone at home…
Classes were certainly no better then any other day, the teachers whispered in between themselves and often threw Sunako dirty looks, as if it were her fault Kyohei had no interest in older women. 'God, why don't you dirty old bats go find someone your own age, stop trying to cradle rob.' Why did everything end up being HER fault? And why were Kyohei's words repeatedly echoing in her mind? It wasn't as if they meant anything to her, you could never take a guy like him seriously. So why in bloody hell couldn't she stop picturing that moment in her mind again?
Sunako rested a short stubby hand on her chibi-fied head; she stared blankly out at the blackboard completely not comprehending what her physics teacher was saying. Her mind swirled with the tempestuous feelings inside and the intoxicating clean smell of Kyohei. It was just a good thing she knew not too dream to deep or she may just get lost in them. Now, on any other day Sunako would've snapped out of it before it even began, but today she just didn't have the energy, the mornings events took a lot out of her. Though it was a tad odd that she even gave the guy, any guy even, a second glance; just showing how seriously out of it she was today.
In home form that day their teacher, Misuka-sensei, informed them of the planned trip to Tokyo. He handed out a criteria of rules and behaviors and lectured them till they were all bored stiff then finally he got to the point which perked Sunako's interest.
"Students, we will be visiting many modern day sites, among them will be the wax museum of Modern Arts and weapons barricade. I expect you to be well behaved and perfect representatives for our school; any disobedience or vandalism will be punished severely." Misuka-sensei explained in his clipped and terse tone. This was getting good; the wax museum in Tokyo was legendary for its life-like recreations of horror's greatest scenes. Their extensive collection was Sunako's life's ambition. This trip was going to be endurable after all. She couldn't wait to get back home and tell John and Hiroshi-kun, they would be so happy! Unfortunately this trip also gave Noi-chan an idea.
At break time Noi cornered an unsuspecting Sunako, who was still daydreaming about the various blood and gore she would get to see at the Wax Museum, and started her speech. With one long intake of breath Noi-chan managed to complete a tirade of whispered insinuations. "Sun-chan, you know that this class trip will probably last a week and a bit. Maybe now's the time to show everyone what your made of. That way maybe everyone will be so dazzled by you, me and Takenaga-kun could sneek off for some time together. You know how sparse that is…and think of the respect you'd gain. Isn't that worth more?" Sadly Noi-chan was sorely mistaken, Sunako was a pretty good arguer.
"…I don't think so. Don't try luring me in with all that self pity thing about you and Takenaga. And you know I don't give a damn about respect, not when it's from them." Sunako replied dryly. She kept her face hid and hunched herself up even more; she didn't want Noi-chan to know that it had in fact struck a nerve. Despite her outer words, she was very aware of the disdainful looks sent her way, and she was very sick and tired of them. But life would have it that she was fated to stay like that, how else CAN it be? There was no way she would be accepted again.
Noi looked at the huddled, miserable form beside her; she could almost see a dark storm cloud looming above. "Sunako-chan, I don't know how you feel, but I do know that it must take all your strength just to get up everyday. Why do you insist on torturing yourself like that?"
"…because I must." Sunako got up abruptly and turned to leave, she didn't need to hear anymore of this, she knew they were just running around in circles. Circles that would never lead anywhere, they never did. She turned around, making her long hair blow into the breeze, and walked silently away. Leaving the golden girl sitting on the hill like a lost ray of sunshine.
'Well, it seems like she's stuck in that rut. I'll just have to give her a little push…with him.' (A/N: Gee, who could thaaat be?...)
"Diiing Diiing Diiing." The school bells rung, signaling the end of class. Sunako sighed and got up from her hard wooden seat. 'Another day over…why do I feel like I'm wasting my life?' She sauntered into the crowded halls, heading to her lockers. Tomorrow at least, they would fly to Tokyo, so there might be an interlude to her unending boredom. Not that there would be anything different, just another field trip to another place and another chance to get laughed at by another big city. The only ray of sunshine, or darkness, was the thought of seeing all those wax dummies and mannequins at the museum. Sunako reminded herself that she must pay careful attention to how the figurines were made, so she could duplicate them later. Unfortunately, the hallways were constantly a murder zone and you had to stay alert almost 100 of the time, something that Sunako definitely was not doing. And so the inevitable crash came.
"Owww….." Sunako moaned as she bounced off the linoleum floor holding her head. The girl she had run in to was across from her and did not look pleased at ALL.
"What do you think your doing!" The anonymous brunette shrieked. It was loud enough to echo off the walls and stop everyone in their tracks. Consequentially, they stared at the source of the commotion a.k.a. Sunako lying on the ground and an indignant
Mary-sue standing like the Queen over her. "You shouldn't be running into good people like me, watch where you're going! Ugh, you're so ugly, I can't even stare you straight in the eye. Mind you, with all that hair in your face no one would be able to. Get out of my sight."
"Sorry," Sunako's eyes burned strangely as she picked herself off the floor while trying to ignore the girl's ranting. This was just another day and another incident, why did she even bother to apologize any more? 'Because then they would be more angry for being slighted by a creature like you' A small voice told her. Again the issues of being as she was popped up into her head, along with it came Noi-chan's persistent voice urging her to change. Sunako shook her head clear in time to hear another round of shrieking. The source of course was still the same girl and people were still staring. Didn't they have anything better to do?
"Sorry! Sorry wont cut it! Hey are you even listening! I'm talking here brat!"
SLAP
Sunako's face blossomed in pain as a hand landed a resounding smack on one cheek. Her body pivoted and headed for the floor again but this time only to be caught by some one. 'Kyohei…' Sunako thought, barely registering it in her mind. He looked troubled for some odd reason…
"There's no reason for you to slap Sunako-chan, please apologize." Kyohei ordered as he propped the shocked chibi under one arm.
The brunette shook her head vigorously, "No, no ,NO, I refuse to. It's all her fault, she ruined you Kyohei! I can't forgive such a hideous being!"
There was dead silence through out the halls. Everyone took in a little breath waiting to see what would come out of this conversation. Kyohei was known to have a low tolerance for overly pushy females. The very sides of the hall echoed with silence.
"The only hideous thing here is you." Kyohei told the obnoxious girl cruelly and marched down the hallway, pushing past the thick crowd effortlessly. He dumped Sunako on the ground in an empty classroom, closing the door quietly in the process.
"Why'd you come? I wasn't in trouble." Sunako told him contritely as she got up. He just snorted. There was another silence between them before Sunako spoke up again.
"I'm used to this you know. It's ok."
Kyohei shook his head and moved closer to her. "You know you don't have to accept this. Why are you taking all this crap?" He encircled his arms around her slim waist, gazing deeply into Sunako's amber eyes. She met him with defiance, tightening her slender fingers on his arm and frowning out of pale pink lips. Her nose began to bleed, but Kyohei still refused to let go. Sunako turned her head and got out a handkerchief, wiping her porcelain skin with the square of black cloth.
"I don't care about it. You know I don't." She whispered, for that was all she could do within such close proximity of him. It cost her all of her will power to think clearly and prevent from breaking down in both blood and tears. His arms tightened even more until no space separated them, their faces were barely centimeters apart and Sunako could feel his breath brushing her lips as he spoke up again.
"But I care, so does the gang. Sunako, please, show the world your true face. Or are you just afraid?"
Sunako shivered at his words, or maybe it was his closeness, either way she couldn't think straight. "No, I-I cant. This is me." She wouldn't give in to his words, she wouldn't!
"It is not!" Kyohei told her, he pulled back slightly and looked at her with a firm expression. "This is just another false cover you made for yourself!" Sunako looked down at the ground unhappily, knowing deep down that it was true.
"Sunako-chan…" Kyohei's voice softened. "You should be proud of what you look like, not trying to hide yourself in this façade." He disentangled his arms from her and turned to go. Pausing at the doorway for a second.
"If you were proud like you say, then you wouldn't be afraid of what the world thinks." With that he shut the door behind him. Leaving the raven-haired girl alone in the whitewashed class, with nothing but empty desks and chairs for company. Sunako crumpled to the ground and stayed that way, staring into oblivion, wondering why the hell she couldn't get up again.
A/N: Sooo, not bad? Horrible? Incorrigible? (I'm posting this in the morning) TELL ME! Oh and if you don't mind I would also like to know the characters last names, I don't own the series and I can't be bothered to go back to the bookstore and check. PLEASE TELL ME! I need it for the story, it's all for the good of the story, thanks! Btw, plz review!