Hibisha: And now...this entry is by KobayashiMitsuko23.
Stryker: Her crush is-
Zo (darkly): Aldeninny!
My other best friend (motioning towards dark emo-corner): Hey Hibisha, does Zo like Fidio?
Hibisha: No- She likes Kruger...wait till that one comes about him! Hehehe! It'll be classic!
Zo: Fiddlesticks!
Hibisha: I do not own Inazuma Eleven...nor the main OC!
My other best friend: Hey Hibisha, why were you so giggly today?
Stryker: Uh-oh! Please don't tell me you're still hung up on that!
Hibisha: Oh that! See Stryker was trying to tell me how smart she was...like this, "Hibisha, I have a brain in the back of my mind you know!" *smirks* How smart...
Stryker: Can it!
Hibisha: I'm better than you...admit it.
Stryker: No, I'm better. Who got better marks than you in the English test?
Hibisha: Who got better marks than you in every other test?
Stryker: ...=_="
Hibisha: Exactly...plus I'm a better person...i actually help friends instead of making life miserable for them.
Stryker: ...SHUT UP!
Hibisha *snickering*: Did I strike a nerve?
My other best friend *sensing a war*: On with the fiction!
LOVE YOU LIKE A LOVE SONG
His deep blue eyes sparkled as he smiled at her. They were sitting on a table with the rest of their friends and the brunette smiled and chattered away with his friends as they all laughed whilst pigging out on the pizza lying on the table. A teen opened one of the widows and the slight breeze made his beautiful chocolate brown locks flutter although he hardly paid attention to it as he laughed along with his friends.
Mitsuko Kobayashi gazed at the table where all of the friends were gathered but her gaze was directed towards the hot Italian brunette in the middle of the table. She stared at his tanned face which was sculpted to perfection and his huge vibrant eyes- her eyes taking every detail in hungrily even though his face was already etched into her mind. She wanted him to smile at her like he smiled at the other girls whom he talked to. But then again, she didn't talk to him at all.
After staring at him for another ten minutes, she sighed and got up to leave. The same thing had been happening for nearly two months now.
Ever since Mitsuko had moved to the new town, she had found it boring and dull until she had seen him on her first day of school. He had rushed past her, eager to join his friends and she had been left behind, staring at his back whilst she registered the shock of seeing him.
She had quickly found out that his name was Fidio Aldena and that he was going to be her class mate. Since that first moment, she had hidden behind lockers, hidden underneath the bleachers and sat at distant tables to be able to stare at him.
She was too shy to go and talk to him so she satisfied herself with just stalking him because she was well aware of the fact that they were both from entirely different worlds.
She knew she should stop obsessing about him her but she just couldn't get rid of his image from her mind
She cast her blazing orange eyes on the floor and walked out of the cafeteria and towards the music room. Usually, she loved sitting outside the building, under the music room's window so she could hear him playing his guitar but today was not every day.
She felt much more depressed than usual today. Her solitude was now taking its toll upon her and she had found that nowadays, she liked to sit alone quietly and play her flute. It made her feel better so she always spent her extra time by herself.
She entered the small room and retrieved her flute from its case on the shelf. Dragging a chair in the room towards the window, she sat down and started playing softly. All of her emotions seemed to be converting into music as she played the flute and she was soon out of breath. She raised her vibrant eyes up to the sky, as if asking it to send some heavenly assistance.
Mitsuko had not believed in super natural things or fate until she had seen the sexy Italian teen which was when she had known that they were meant to be.
It's been said and done
Every beautiful thought's been already sung
And I guess right now here's another one
So your melody will play on and on, with the best of 'em
He was so wonderful and a dreamy smile crossed her face as she drifted back into her daydreams about him. She unconsciously tapped her finger on the window sill in time to the beat she was humming.
She envisioned Fidio smiling at her in her head and singing to her. She hummed along as her dream Fidio sang to her. His voice was so beautiful; it made her want to curl up and sit quietly, listening to him. She had dreamed about him for so long that she felt like it was real at times only to be brought crashing back to reality by the real Fidio- who never noticed her, let alone liked her.
He was a miracle, an angel sent from heaven to spread love and peace. He was simply too magnificent to let go and whenever she heard his voice, she sunk into a different world filled with his face and his gorgeous eyes.
You are beautiful, like a dream come alive, incredible
A centerfold miracle, lyrical
You've saved my life again
And I want you to know baby
He was a creature from her dreams and she loved him endlessly. There was nothing which could make her stop loving him. He was just too fantastic a guy and Mitsuko knew he was too good for a girl like her.
But even though she had accepted the fact that she would never be able to have him for herself, she still couldn't help but loving the charismatic brunette. It was like he was a magnet and she was a piece of metal.
Or maybe a bee and he was a flower. All Mitsuko knew was that she loved the boy like she had loved no one else and her fantasies had made him even more attached to him.
I, I love you like a love song, baby
I, I love you like a love song, baby
I, I love you like a love song, baby
And I keep hitting re-peat-peat-peat-peat-peat-peat
His face kept appearing in front of her eyes whenever she closed them and her heart beat faster whenever she thought of him. The mere mention of his name would send her into fantasies filled with roses, dragons, unicorns and for some strange reason, pizza.
She just couldn't take it any longer. She knew just staring at him wouldn't be enough and she would have to talk to him but what chance did she stand with that Italian Adonis? She seemed to see him everywhere, hear his voice all the time and thought about him constantly.
His name kept appearing in her doodles and was scrawled into all of her books. She even wrote his name on her hand to feel close to him.
She remembered the way his hair shone when the sun shone on it and how the breeze lifted them when he was playing soccer with the rest of his friends. She had to restrain herself from drooling when she remembered a particularly cool hissatsu tactic of his.
I, I love you like a love song, baby
I, I love you like a love song, baby
I, I love you like a love song, baby
And I keep hitting re-peat-peat-peat-peat-peat-peat
She would have gone on like that for an hour or so if her thoughts hadn't been interrupted by an embarrassed cough from behind her.
"Excuse me, I don't want to interfere or anything but it's my free period and I'm supposed to practice my guitar playing. Would you mind if I played here?" The person's voice was soft, as if he was afraid he would disturb her by talking loudly.
Mitsuko's head spun around and her eyes widened as she came face to face with the boy of her dreams. Scratch that, she did not always like his voice and now was especially one of those times.
She was paralyzed with shock and the fact that he was staring right into her eyes did not help her situation at all. She realized that he was waiting for an answer and she gulped before replying.
"Um...Yeah. It's okay. I don't mind at all!" She managed to croak out, wishing to die inside. This was so not how she wanted their first meeting to be like. She had envisioned him to be the one who was left speechless, not the other way around! She wanted a hole to open up right there and swallow her so she could escape from his questioning gaze.
A sudden smile burst through on Fidio's face and it was as if the sun had suddenly shined through clouds. It lit up his entire face as he dragged a chair closer to where she was, grabbing his guitar from where it hung on the wall.
"Come on! Let's play together!" He grinned at her and strummed his guitar unconsciously as he waited for her answer.
"N-no! I can't play at all! I was just thinking about some stuff!" Mitsuko protested, her eyes widening. She definitely did not need to mess up in front of him right now.
"Now come on! You can't be that bad. I heard you a while ago and I think you're great!" Fidio coaxed her gently, fixing his enigmatic eyes on hers as he spoke softly. Mitsuko couldn't believe it was really happening and she shook her head obstinately.
"You were spying on me?" She asked incredulously. It was beyond anything she had ever imagined. Not even in her wildest dreams had she expected this. She just stared at him in shock and surprise.
She had always imagined him confessing his love for her, in a black tuxedo- holding a bouquet of red roses out to her. She had even gone so far as to imagine him playing his guitar for her and singing a song dedicated to her. He had played through her mind so many times, she was running out of happy endings for the two of them.
Constantly, boy you played through my mind like a symphony
There's no way to describe what you do to me
You just do to me, what you do
And it feels like I've been rescued
"No way! I knocked at the door but you weren't answering. I sort of just accidentally heard you and anyways, you're the one who spies on me! I'm not the stalker here!" Fidio broke through, his eyes wide and his face was flushed as he spoke. He would have said more but he suddenly stopped short.
Mitsuko felt as if she had been slapped and she immediately got up and stuffed her flute back into its case. She had not expected him to find out. It was too humiliating for her to bear. She simply slung her bag onto her shoulder and strode out into the corridor- leaving the Italian behind her in the music room and ignoring his startled queries.
She rushed outside and ran out into the grounds. She wanted to die right now. Fidio thought she was stalking him- which was not exactly a lie but it was still extremely humiliating. She knew she couldn't face the boy after this. It would be too awkward.
A single tear raced down her cheek as she realized that she would never be able to talk to him again. She hadn't wanted to leave. He had even called out to her to stay but she had just left. How could she have been so stupid? She should have admitted right then and there but her stupid pride had come in between.
'I'll just have to move again. Dad will understand, right?' Her mind wandered around as she tried her utmost to keep the memories of his accusing face out of her head.
She wandered around in the huge grounds and sat down underneath a tree to think things over. She suddenly felt calm. It was better off this way because now, she knew what to expect. She wouldn't have an 'if' anymore and oddly, the thought relieved her. Sure, she was hurt but at least now she could move on. She felt as if she was free and her heart felt lighter than it had been for quite some time.
It suddenly dawned on her that she had given up on Fidio Aldena and she had also rid every other tension she had, all the pent-up frustration escaping with that single tear. Her face brightened with a soft smile and she closed her eyes. It was all so peaceful, now that she wasn't chasing the popular Italian.
As his face floated in front of her eyes, her eyes clouded because she knew it was going to take time to get rid of the pain inside but for the first time, she was looking forward to changing for the better. So what if her mother had not wanted her?
So what if her sister had cursed her and left to live with her mother, who loved her second daughter whilst detesting Mitsuko herself?
She was amazed. Even when he hated her, Fidio Aldena helped her. It was he who had just helped her understand life. She knew she had never been the same when her parents had divorced three years ago. She had been pretending to be okay, had refused to let anyone in which was easy because she kept moving all the time and had always gotten her way in life as her father doted on his only daughter.
And now, the blue eyed boy had changed all of that by making her face reality. She smiled gently and silently thanked him for rescuing her from her shell.
I've been set free
I am hypnotized by your destiny
You are magical, lyrical, beautiful
You are... And I want you to know baby
She loved him so much, it hurt her to even think of letting him go but she had no other choice. It was either forget about him or pine away for him for the rest of her life. Mitsuko had read about unrequited love but she had always thought the writers were exaggerating the emotions to add drama.
She had been wrong. It hurt like hell when you loved someone and they didn't love you back. She had learnt her lesson but unfortunately, she had to learn it the hard way.
Although she preferred the first option, she knew she was going to choose the second one. She just couldn't stop thinking about how his hair was slightly wavy at the ends and how his eyes glinted with glee when he was happy. She sighed with resignation because she knew it was over.
I, I love you like a love song, baby
I, I love you like a love song, baby
I, I love you like a love song, baby
And I keep hitting re-peat-peat-peat-peat-peat-peat
Her eyes dimmed with happiness and pain. The situation was so bitter-sweet, it was all so mixed up and yet, Mitsuko was completely at peace. She accepted her life and smiled up at the sky. She reached into her bag and pulled out her books to start erasing Fidio's name out of them. It was a good thing she had doodled with a pencil because it would have been impossible to get rid of Fidio from her life if it had been so.
She needed to let go of him and now was the best time to start.
She sighed heavily and searched for an eraser to get rid of all the graffiti and doodles in her books. She was grateful it was all over because now, she could concentrate o her studies for real.
'I don't have to move either. I'm sure we can avoid each other easily. Raimon is a pretty huge school!' She thought as she emptied her bag on the soft grass, searching for the eraser. It would be hard but she knew she had no other choice.
It would be too awkward to even look at him, let alone talk to him because she knew he thought she was a freak.
The fact that he thought she was a desperate girl made her feel gloomy but she cleared her head and smiled. She would continue to admire him but from a safe distance and she would make sure she never ever fell in love with anyone again until she found the right guy. The perfect guy who would love her.
'But Fidio WAS the perfect guy!' Her traitorous mind interfered and Mitsuko quickly shook her head to get rid of the thought although she couldn't help but admit that it was true. He was the most glorious person she had ever laid her sinful eyes upon and the result had been that she had fallen hopelessly in love with him.
I, I love you like a love song, baby
I, I love you like a love song, baby
I, I love you like a love song, baby
And I keep hitting re-peat-peat-peat-peat-peat-peat
She tried to occupy herself and distract her mind from wandering off into fantasies again and snatched the nearest book, eraser ready in her hand.
She flipped the book open and started erasing his name off the pages until she came to a particular poem she had written on the corner of her notebook. She tried to remove it but her hand wouldn't budge so she read it quietly and wondered about it. She had written it with Fidio in her mind and hadn't given a second thought to it.
In fact, there were hundreds of tiny poems concerning the brunette but this specific one made her heart ache with pain and loss. She had truly loved that boy and she knew she would never forget him.
She read the poem over and over again but each time she read the simple verse, her heart thudded painfully.
No one compares
You stand alone, to every record I own
Music to my heart that's what you are
A song that goes on and on
It was true when she had written that she would never find anyone like him. He was just spectacular, amazing and beautiful beyond belief. She had been crazy to even think she had a chance in the first place. The guy was like a character out of a story or something.
She picked up the eraser and threw it away as hard as she could. She couldn't bear to lose the fantasy Fidio she had created. She had to keep him alive or else she'd have nothing. As much as her father loved her, he was never at home and her mother didn't want to see her face. She didn't have any friends and the fantasy Fidio was the only thing which had kept her awake and had made her feel alive.
She hid her face and muttered a few choice curses, rubbing her eyes. She suddenly felt tired, as if she was too old and she was about to close her eyes when she heard someone rushing towards her. She raised her head to see Fidio Aldena panting and gazing at her.
"How the hell did you manage to get here? I mean, I was right behind you but then you just suddenly disappeared. I've been looking all over the school for you!" He gasped while trying his hardest to inhale mouthfuls of fresh spring air.
Mitsuko stared at him with astonishment. He had been looking for her?
I, I love you like a love song, baby
I, I love you like a love song, baby
I, I love you like a love song, baby
"Why? To make fun of me again?" Her eyes narrowed although her mouth trembled as she said it. There was no other explanation. He had come back to rub it in her face.
"No! I came here to return your jacket. You forgot it in the music room. That's all!" He protested but Mitsuko didn't buy it. She knew he hated her and was only there to make fun of her.
"Oh yeah? Then where is it?" She challenged him angrily, her hands on her hips and a scowl on her face.
"I- uh- I think I forgot it." The boy admitted sheepishly. "I can't believe I left it there! All that running for nothing!" He cried out and sighed in frustration, running a hand through his hair. It was all so fake. Mitsuko knew he wouldn't have it.
Anger coursed through her veins and she clenched her fists, not flinching when her nails dug into the soft flesh of her palms. A soft trickle of blood dripped down from her hand and stained the grass below. The sight of her blood only made Mitsuko madder and she bent and picked her bag up- furiously stuffing her possessions inside.
Why had she emptied everything so messily? She should have done all the erasing at home. She picked up all of her stationary and then searched for her notebook which she had filled with poems about Fidio when it struck her that Fidio hadn't replied.
'Good! Maybe he finally left me alone! Good riddance-'Her thoughts were cut off when she heard a soft 'oh' behind her. She spun around to see the source of the noise.
The Italian was standing there, holding her book in his hand and his eyes were hidden by his bangs. Mitsuko suddenly felt all of the fury drain out of her and she paled. He was holding in his hand the very book which was filled with her fantasies about him.
She tried to tell him to put it down but she could only watch as he read her most intimate thoughts about him. Tears threatened to spill out of her eyes as he stood there silently, staring at the book in his hands. He would seriously hate her now.
She sank down on the floor, wanting to run away but not without her precious book. She finally managed to open her mouth, her voice cracking.
"Give it back to me Fidio!"
The addressed boy walked towards her silently, his head still hanging but he hadn't closed the book yet. The few minutes it took him to reach her seemed like eternity to Mitsuko and she gazed at him when he stopped before her.
He held the book out to her and knelt down in front of her. Mitsuko's heart started beating faster with every inch he moved closer. She still couldn't see his eyes because of his hair and it disconcerted her to see him like this- so silent and mysterious. He had always been cheerful and bright before.
It was why she had liked him so much. He had never let anything get him down and she had loved him for his naive optimism.
And I keep hitting re-peat-peat-peat-peat-peat-peat
I, I love you like a love song, baby
I, I love you like a love song, baby
I, I love you like a love song, baby
She stared at the boy who was a mere foot away from her face. She watched in fascination as he raised his hands and passed the book to her quietly, taking her hands and wrapping her injured hand with a band aid before pressing the precious object into them. Mitsuko stared at him in shock.
What was up with this guy?
He quickly stood up and turned around to leave. Mitsuko's heart was pounding so hard, she was afraid it might burst. She stared at the retreating figure of the boy whom she loved. How could he just leave her here like this? Didn't he feel anything when he read those poems? Didn't he care that she loved him?
"Come back." She whispered to herself. "Don't leave me Fidio."
He was leaving her, just like her mother had walked out the front door when she was six. He was abandoning her just like her sister had abandoned her. She would never see him again and she was sure her father was just as relieved to leave her alone as Fidio was.
Her eyes widened with shock and pain as she tried to hold back her tears. She was all alone.
She hid her head and remained sitting where she was.
She raised her head to sigh when she felt something press against her lips softly. She tried to see what it was but her tears blurred her vision so she could only see a lot of dark hair. Whatever it was quickly pulled away and she blinked to make sure she was not seeing things. Fidio Aldena was leaning over her and he held her jacket in his hand.
"You forgot this." He whispered to her, his eyes bright as he gazed at her face.
Staring at the blushing Mitsuko, Fidio remembered something a girl had once told him a long time ago; back when he was a kid.
'Stay true to yourself, you nut! What's the point of living if you don't live the way YOU want to live?' As her voice reverberated in his head, Fidio seemed to see her face float in front of his eyes.
Although his friend had died a long time ago, Mitsuko was still alive and so was he. Mitsuko reminded him of his friend; they both had rebellious and tough shells under which they hid- concealing their soft, sensitive nature.
He intended to make the most of his life with someone whom he loved. He felt her presence in the air behind him as she urged him to lean forward but Fidio needed permission first. He envisioned her face, pouting with frustration and he smiled.
Fidio wrapped his arms around Mitsuko – running his hand through her silky hair as she mouthed the three words Fidio wanted to hear above everything else.
I love you
Like a love song
Zo: Ugh!
Hibisha: Awwww! I loved it! T-T
Stryker: They're MEANT to be!
My other best friend: That was so damn sweet! ^^
Zo: == I repeat, UGH! That was disgusting!