Second instrallment to this story. Thanks for reading. And enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Azumanga Daioh, or it's characters.
Tomo was laying in her bed. Thinking. (This is great ICPO training, she thought to herself.) Who could it be? From what the letter said, it sounded like one of her friends. But all of her friends were girls. It couldn't be one of them, could it?
Tomo had never really found any interest in boys, though she said she did. She didn't know why. The idea of a girl liking her, excited her in a way. She was wondering which of her friends it could be, or, more really, who she wanted it to be.
Chiyo was still a child, so that kicked her right out. (Tomo made a grossed out face.) Osaka was decent looking, but not really her type. (Tomo shook her head.) Kaorin was cute, in a weird way, but she was all over Sakaki. (Tomo laughed.) Speaking of Sakaki, she was a total babe. (Tomo smiled.) Kagura was kind of hot. (Tomo nodded.) And Yomi was her best friend...
Wait a minute...
Tomo shot up.
Yomi was in the locker room before everyone else was, and she started acting nervous when she was asked why. Was it really Yomi? Could that be the reason why Yomi put up with her. Because, secretly, she loved her.
Tomo laughed at the thought. "I'm thinking about this too much. My head hurts."
At that moment, Tomo decided to go to Yomi's house to see if she could get her to spill. She got up and grabbed her jacket from the floor. She proceeded to walk out of room to the front door of her house and yell "I'm going to Yomi's, mom." She then left, walking out into the cool winter evening. She walked down the path that was so familiar to her, she could walk it blindfolded. (Which she tried one.)
Yomi was sitting at her desk, with the lamp on and the radio turned low, doing her homework. She heard her window open and Tomo come in with a "Yo."
Without looking up, still doing her homework, she said, "You know, you can use the front door."
Tomo jumped on Yomi's bed. "That's too much truouble." Tomo reached underneath Yomi's bed and grabbed a magazine. She read the cover. "Diets, fitness, and more?" She opened it and began to read. "Whatever." Tomo would glance every once in a while at Yomi. After a few minutes, Tomo said, "You're going to let me copy that, right?"
"Yeah sure, as long as you stay quiet."
I have to get her to confess, somehow. Tomo put the magazine down. "Hey, guess what I got today."
"What Tomo?" Yomi said in an irritated voice.
"A love letter."
Yomi stopped writing for a few seconds, then continued. "Really? From who?"
Ah, you're good, Yomi. But I saw that hesitation. "I don't know." Yomi continued to write. "I think it's kind of sad."
"What is?"
"To just write a letter to someone, telling them how much you like them, but not saying it's from you. I mean, if you really like some one, you should just say it to them, face to face," Tomo ended with a prompt nod.
Yomi finally put her pencil down and turned to face Tomo. "There's always that fear of rejection, you know?"
"So, you never know. The person might like you back."
Yomi sighed. "And they might not." Yomi picked up her pencil and went back to doing her homework. "I have a friend who wrote a letter to the person she likes, instead of telling them to their face. She knows the person will just laugh in her face and make fun of her. It was the safest way to tell them and get it off her chest." Yomi shook her head. "I don't even know why she likes the person she likes. The person's..." Yomi glanced at Tomo. "...an oddball."
Yomi's cell phone began to ring. As soon as she checked the caller ID, she quickly answered it. "Hello?...Yep she got it...No she doesn't know...Alright see you then...Bye." Yomi put the phone down and Tomo jumped up to check the caller ID.
"Who the hell is 'Nana'?"
"The seventh person on my contact list, idiot."
Tomo threw the phone back on Yomi's desk. "Oh." Tomo began to leave via Yomi's window. "I'm going home, you're boring me." Just as Tomo was completely out the window, she added, "I'm on to you."
Yomi looked at the window. "What?...And use the door next time!"
Tomo walked down the street, mad at Yomi. "Damn, she's a good actor."
zzZzz
The next day at school, Tomo arrived relatively early for her standards. (10 minutes before the bell.) She went to the shoe changing area and reached in her box to get her shoes. She found them...and another letter. She opened it and read it.
Tomo
There are more things I feel you should know. I'm honestly thinking about you all the time, and when I'm not, I want to be. Everything you do makes me happy, even when I'm extremely miserable. I like your happy personality and the way you do things on your own unique way.
Well, that's what I wanted to say. Bye.
Tomo smiled to herself. "I'm freaking awesome!" She quickly changed her shoes and put the letter in her pocket. She ran to her home room and looked around. She spotted Chiyo talking to Osaka and walked up to her. "Hey Chiyo, where's Yomi?"
"Oh, Tomo, Yomi's at home sick today."
"What? How do you know?"
"She asked me to pick up her homework to turn it in today."
Tomo thought the situation over. If Yomi was at home, and she got a letter today, and the letter wasn't there yesterday, then that means the letter wasn't from Yomi. Then who was it from?
Tomo was knocked out of her thoughts by Yukari slamming the door shut. "Take your damn seats." Tomo grumbled and sat down at her desk while Yukari scribbled on the chalk board. "Copy, translate, and turn in after class. And don't wake me up as you're leaving." Yukari went to sleep.
Tomo absentmindedly did her work. I will find out who it is, she thought to herself.
Nana is Japanese for seven, hence Yomi refering to "the seventh" person on her contact list when Tomo asks who Nana is.
A few extra notes:
School keeps me pretty busy, so hopefully I can get the next chapter up by next weekend. I don't really like keeping a story un-updated for more than two weeks. Just keep your eyes open. And be patient.
Oh yeah, and for some reason, I love the use of parentheses. (As you can tell.) Haha. I don't know why.
Ja ne!
