Mafa: Sorry for the long wait. Was busy. Enjoy the chapter.
Love me, girl
Chapter 3 "A chance and betrayal"
'I can't believe it... That must have been a dream. A horrible dream. A nightmare! But... Waaa! My first kiss!'
That were the only thoughts that ran through Ichigo's head as she walked to school. Miwa and Moe were walking beside her, but the red-haired girl didn't notice them. She was lost in her gloomy thoughts.
"Hey, Ichigo, what's up with you?" - asked Miwa. Her friend didn't react. "Hey, Ichigo, wake up!" - screamed Moe right into her ear and shook her lightly. Ichigo jumped a little and looked around in panic.
"What's wrong with you? You aren't yourself today."
Ichigo looked at her friends. Both had a worried expression on their faces. Ichigo felt warm inside and smiled a little. "Don't worry. I'm fine!"
The girls studied her for a moment and then walked off. Ichigo bit her lips. 'It is depressing, but I shouldn't involve them. It's not their fault…'
"Ichigo, are you coming?"
The red-head snapped out and hurried up to catch up with her friends. And the entrance they suddenly saw Masaya walking from the gym. Ichigo's mind raced. Then a random idea came to her mind. Without explaining anything to her friends, who gave her absolutely confused expressions, she ran up to him. "Aoyama-kun!" - she cried.
Masaya looked up and smiled. "Good morning, Momomiya-san."
Ichigo stopped right in front of him. "I-"
She took a deep breath and started talking, while gazing into his brown eyes and trying to seduce him with her long eyelashes. Or something like that...
"Aoyama-kun, I...wanted to ask you…"
She blushed, but Masaya kept smiling. "I have too tickets to...to the"Endangered animals" exhibition...I was just wondering, maybe you would like to with me..." She looked down first, and then stared straight into his eyes.
Masaya was smiling kindly. "Yeah, I think I have time. Tell me what day and time, and I'll be there waiting for you."
Ichigo grinned like a fool, while telling him everything and handing the ticket. He ran off to catch up with his team, and Ichigo stood there lost in her bubbly pink day-dream. Miwa and Moe looked at each other and then dragged their friend into class.
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'Gosh, I'm such an idiot!' - thought Kisshu. He had been sitting in his dark and scary aura, and no teacher had dared to ask him a question. Only, the Math teacher had made a remark, for Kisshu didn't take notes. He had received a death glare and a hellish "Sorry" from the green-haired boy.
But being ignored or feared didn't help either. For he was left alone with his thoughts.
He didn't really regret kissing Ichigo. He had liked it. She tasted sweet. 'Like a strawberry.' - he thought, smirking, before another wave of depression washed over him. Indeed, he felt a little guilty. But the thought that hit him harder than anything else was that he had screwed up. He had practically destroyed his chances of getting to know her. As for making her like or love him...It was impossible. Talk about first impression. Kisshu groaned and gripped his head in desperation.
"Hey, Kish!" - he heard someone call. The green haired boy let out some animalistic sound and ?spun? around. "Who do you think y-"
He stopped in confusion when he saw Masaya. His friend had the same confused look on his face. Suddenly, he started laughing. And even though it was a typical Masaya laugh, Kisshu got angry. He got his scary aura again. "What in the hell is so freaking funny?!"
Masaya backed away slightly. "Sometimes I wonder if you are bipolar..." - he murmured, sitting down in front of Kisshu. "Weirdo, - answered his buddy,- I don't understand such difficult words."
"Well, bipolar people-" - started Masaya. Kisshu put his hands in front of him, "Wou, wou, wou! Don't bug me with this stuff!"
"I wanted to tell you something, - started Aoyama again, - I am not going to the park today. Something came up, so..." He looked down, and Kisshu saw a light blush on his tanned cheeks.
This confused him. Usually it was Aoyama who would drag him out into the park to clean the environment. He would run around and collect rubbish. Kisshu most of the time stood there with a plastic bag, dozing. This lasted until the first was tired and blamed the greenhead that he didn't do anything to 'save our big green home'. And this continued and continued...
"So...what is this 'important business' that you want to do instead of your glory mission?" - asked Kisshu.
Masaya, being used to Kisshu's straightforward way, sighed and looked up. "Well...uh...I...um... have a d-date..." He looked down in embarrassment. "Sorry."
After not receiving a sarcastic comment, he decided that Kish was angry.
Suddenly, he was crushed into a hug. "Good job, man! You got your first girl." His crazy friend wipedfake tears away. "My buddy is becoming an adult!"
Masaya rolled his eyes, "Stop it!"
Both grinned, until Aoyama stood up, "Wish me good luck. I still have to pick out some clothes."
Kisshu slapped his back. "Good luck, soldier." - he said, smiling. This smile, however, disappeared, as soon as his friend left the room.
'And I thought I could distract myself...Oh, well!' He collected his things and saw the plastic bags. A thought crossed his mind.
'Maybe I should...Nah, next time.'
It would be boring to clean up alone, besides he would feel like a geek, who had no personal life. He picked up his bag and walked out. 'Guess I'll spend another evening watching 'another' fighting movie...Man, I wish I had other friends beside Masaya. Or a girlfriend. No, boy, you screwed up, remember? Gosh, I still want 'her'. Maybe...'
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The next day was a little weird for Ichigo. The date had went...well. But Ichigo didn't know what to think. They had gone to the exhibition, then to a cafe. Masaya had been a perfect gentleman, paid for the meal. It was fun, although Ichigo had felt a little...bored. Now she realized that it had been because of Masaya. He is kind, friendly, and polite, and so on. But he showed no interest in extreme things. The date hadn't been exiting, thrilling. Ichigo had felt nervous, dizzy, but there weren't any butterflies in her stomach. She wasn't sure if she wanted to go on another date with him.
It was lunch time, and Ichigo was all alone. Miwa was ill, and Moe went on a trip with her parents, she would be present tomorrow though. As for today Ichigo was bored. She went out into the school-yard with her lunch box. She was searching for a silent place. Her gaze landed on a big tree with green leaves. It stood in a corner and there weren't any children running around. Perfect.
She settled in the shadow and opened her lunch box. There were onigiri and fruit juice. But she didn't get time to take a bite. As soon as she took out her onigiri, some girl approached her. One from her grade, but from another class, so Ichigo couldn't remember her.
"You are Momomiya, aren't you?" - the girl asked in a harsh tone. Ichigo blinked in confusion. "Yes."
"Good. We want to talk to you." - said the girl, crossing her arms in front of her chest.
"We?"
More girls appeared out of nowhere and surrounded Ichigo.
The red-head stood up, feeling danger. All the girls had evil expressions on their faces. "We heard that you had a date with Aoyama-kun."
"Yeah."
A few girls hissed at her answer. The girl who had approached her first, apparently the leader, spoke: "We are his official fan-club, and we make sure that no girl comes near him. We have admired him from afar for many years."
"And then some random girl appears and dares to ask him out!" - shrieked someone of them. "No one can ask him out!"
"Because no one is worth him!"
Ichigo pressed her back against the tree. The girls gathered around her. One of them grabbed her arm, and another raised her fist, ready to punch the poor red-head. "You're dead, witch!"
Ichigo closed her eyes, as tears escaped out of them. But nothing happened...
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'Man, I'm so bored...'- thought Kisshu, as he walked out of the building. Masaya wasn't present today, so the green-head was all alone. He didn't want to hang out with other guys like him a.k.a. "the bad boys". Besides, there weren't many of them. He lazily walked along the fence,feeling like a prisoner.
Suddenly he heard angry girl voices. He looked around and saw a group of girls, gathered around an isolated tree. Kisshu raised an eyebrow.
'Cheap pink lipstick?'
Then he saw the girl that has been bugging Masaya for god knows how long. He grinned, 'I get it. A Masaya souvenir shop...' Kisshu wondered whether he should tell Masaya about it. But his buddy probably wouldn't laugh. He would be embarrassed.
Kisshu approached the group and suddenly saw a flash of red hair. His eyes widened. There was only one girl with red hair at their school. Without thinking, he ran as fast as his feet could carry him. He grabbed one of the girl's arms and twisted her around, to free himself a way. His heart nearly broke at the sight of the red-head. He was sitting on the ground, tears in her eyes. The Masaya-bugger a.k.a. nasty girl was ready to punch Ichigo.
Kisshu grabbed her arm just in time. He felt his face heat up in anger, three veins were pulsing on his head, his insides throbbed.
"Hey! - he roared in a harsh and deadly tone - What the hell do you think you're doing?!" His aura was devilish. The girl saw this and started shaking in fear.
"Wha! That's the gangster maniac!" - screamed one of the girls. The group stepped back, leaving their leader alone. As her crew ran away, the girl whimpered.
"Just get out of here!" - hissed Kisshu and let her go. The girl ran away.
The green-haired boy turned to the almost-victim, which was his main concern. He kneeled next to her. "Are you alright?" - he asked in the softest tone he could manage. Ichigo looked up and blinked. Then she wiped her tears away. "I'm fine. Thank you."
Kisshu smiled and helped her stand up. Ichigo still felt dizzy and clung into him. Kisshu blushed a little and gazed at her. Ichigo looked up and recognized him. Her eyes widened and her jaw dropped. "You..." - she whispered. She looked away and freed herself from his arms. Kisshu's heart ached. 'She still hates me!'
But then she turned to him. "Would you mind walking me to the classroom? I feel a little..." She bit her lip and looked into his yellow eyes pleadingly.
Kisshu tried to smile, "Sure thing!", but he was angry as hell inside. 'How dare they touch her?! She hasn't done anything!'
They walked in silence, for one was sad and hurt, and the other was angry and a little confused. "So, - started Kisshu to break the ice, - What did they want from you?"
Ichigo sighed, "Well...I don't really know. That was Aoyama-kun's fan club."
"Oh," - Kisshu's mind raced.
"I wonder how they about the date," - she murmured under her breath.
Kisshu's heart stopped. "Oh," - he let out again like an idiot. For a second he wondered what he should do. Then, suddenly, he felt ill. He didn't want to stay with her any longer, so he looked around for an escape. Luckily for him, they had almost reached Ichigo's classroom.
"Well then, - he murmured awkwardly, - you are here, so...see ya!" With that he ran off, leaving a confused Ichigo alone in the empty hall.
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'Next day...'
Kisshu walked along the corridor, an unreadable expression on his face. Everyone moved out of his way, not wanting to get into trouble. The scary boy walked into their classroom and gripped his teeth when he saw Masaya. "You!" - he spat at the dark-haired boy.
Aoyama looked up, "Hey, Kish." Seeing his friend's angry stare he raised an eyebrow, "What's the matter?"
"You bastard!" –roared Kisshu as he approached him. "Calm down," – said Masaya. He wasn't afraid but he feared for Kisshu's reputation. And for his own ribs.
The whole class had disappeared out of the room so they were alone. "Calm down, my ass! Feed the shit to the dogs. I'm so pissed at you, I gonna freaking explode!" – roared the demon a.k.a. Kisshu. "Well, maybe you shouldn't, because I don't want to clean up your insides."
Kisshu was taken aback and calmed down a little, "You went on a date with her." – he hissed.
Masaya raised an eyebrow, "What?" "You went on a date with her! And you know that she is mine!"
"Kisshu, she is a living human and not your possession. Besides, she asked me for a date."
"You could have-"
"Refused? Do you want a heat-breaker jerk as a friend? She is not a toy, not yours, not mine."
Kisshu was silent after this. Masaya continued, "And how should I know what girl you are crushed on? If you don't show your feelings how will she ever know about that?"
"Maybe you are right, - said Kisshu in a low voice, - Or at last you were before you snatched my girl away." With that he turned around and walked out of the room. Masaya sighed, feeling an invisible weight on his heart.
TBC soon. Hopefully.
