Kid
Energetic
Not sure what goes on in his head…
"Eyah! Why can't I get anything right!" Ayumi cried out in the kitchen, already covered in flour and chocolate, possibly other ingredients along with it. "Why is making such a simple recipe like chocolate so hard to do?!"
"Can't you see how much work this is?" Meroko pipped in as her eyes went into a dreamy daze, "That's the whole point in making it! Working hard in the kitchen to create sweet delights for that one boy you love the most on-"
"Ne ne, I think Ayumi gets the idea now…" Mitsuki sweat dropped, clasping a hand over her friend's mouth to stop her from blabbering on. The dark haired girl examined their surroundings. "As fun as it may seem, it sure is starting to look like a tsunami hit the area.."
Dishes were all stuffed in either the dishwasher or in the sinks, ingredients were scattered and spilled on counters, tables, floors, etc., and their boxes of supposed to be handmade chocolates remained empty. And the recipe book was mysteriously gone from its place.
"Do you think we should just go buy some instead of making it?" The girl suggested since there was no progress at all since the beginning.
The pink haired girl shook her head no at that plan. "No! Then it wouldn't be as special!"
"Well, I guess the guys would appreciate the effort…" Mitsuki nodded at that. The two females glanced over at the preteen. "?"
Ayumi laughed and held a thumbs up. "Yeah, I'm up for it".
After a couple of eggs, some cups of flour, grasps of sugar, bags of chocolate, and lots of love and effort later…
"We're almost done!" Meroko exclaimed at they all slapped high fives, waiting for the chocolate to be ready for the heart shaped molds.
"While we all wait, we should clean up the kitchen".
"Aw Mitsuki, do we have to?"
"Fine, you stay and watch the chocolate, Ayumi and I will clean up", sighed her friend as she handed the other girl a broom. "We'll finish cleaning everything, and then we'll do the dishes last".
After Clorox wiping everything, broom sweeping, junk throwing away later…
"Ooh! Bubbles!" Sakura haired girl grinned in amazement, as bubbles flew towards her hands, and popping when she tried to touch them.
"Sometimes I wonder where she gets all that energy from?" Ayumi chuckled as she began rinsing the well decorated bubbly dishes. She couldn't remember the last time she took the time to hang out with people like them. It was different from what her supposed to be friends at school were like.
"You don't want to know", sighed the shorter girl, who was in charge with the soaping.
Another small laugh from the taller girl. It would've been silent between them if there wasn't that certain someone running around chasing bubbles. She had to admit, it was fun making chocolates, but having to give it to him was more tense than she had thought. Wait.
Her eyes averted over to Mitsuki who was also busy into her own world. She and Meroko were making sweets for their someone too. "Who are you giving your chocolates to?"
The girl almost jumped at the sudden comment being thrown at her. Her face was growing pink, "W-What makes you think I made some for someone?"
"Well we made more than we should have."
"Er…" She hesitated saying it. Her vision was focused onto the water and soap bubbles. "I like this boy…but he's in a different class…"
"Ooh! Ooh! I know!" interrupted the hyper active girl, raising her hand as if they were in school. "He's in my grade in the same class with the boy I like…Izumi…" she sighed in lala land.
"He's a second year?" Ayumi asked in surprise. Mitsuki was in her class and they were just in their last year of middle school, which meant that by next school year, he would be in his third year when they reached their first year.
"No no, he's going to be in his second year next year!" Meroko grinned, pointing the facts straight out. "I'm only a grade older than you two, although I do miss being in the middle school."
"We'll see you next year when we get in high school though", the preteen reminded them, making the pink haired smile and chase more bubbles while the other blushed even more. "Do you talk to him Mitsuki?"
"W-What?!" she stuttered at the thought. "Of course I haven't! I mean…I really admire him. He's a musician, everyone likes him, but he's quite a boy who likes to be alone, but he can't with all these fan clubs".
She smiled at her. "You seem to know a lot about him for a girl who just admires him from afar".
"You know what else? He's not going out with anyone!" the girl exclaimed (guess who) coming back to interrupt and add more to the conversation. She nudged the short girl on the arm. "That Takuto! Anyways, since I'm his friend, it seems like no girl has caught his interest yet", she winked.
"W-Why are you both l-looking at me like that?" the dark haired girl asked nervously. "It's not like it means that he likes me, yet even know who I am", she admitted helplessly and turned to the two. "At least the boys you like talks to you".
"Consider yourself a candidate then!" Meroko cheered holding up fake file papers and throwing them in the air as the threesome laughed.
"But we "are" going to have to clean those papers up".
"Awwwwww…"
………..
Thump…thump…
Thank goodness, it wasn't Valentines' Day…yet. Alright, so it was tomorrow, no pressure right? Ayumi stood in front of the mirror after school, looking at her appearance, while of thinking of a plan of how to approach him the next day.
The door opened as her two classmates walked in and greeted her. "Ayumi, are you giving chocolates to anyone?"
No surprise there that a question like that would come up. "Umm…I was thinking of giving it to someone".
Both girls stared at each other and nodded slightly, without Ayumi noticing. "Guess what? I'm planning on giving my chocolates to Katakura-kun!"
"I am too!" the other added as they both giggled with looks of embarrassment.
"Oh….um really?" the preteen faked a surprise there, but it didn't mean she was heartbroken to hear that. Of course, many girls would give sweets to him. She should've expected that.
"Yeah, I mean do you think he'll accept it?" The girl continued with a worried look. "I mean, there are others who are going to give him some…"
"I'm sure he'll accept it", the preteen model nodded reassuring the girl, even though she was unsure herself.
Her friend patted her back. "Don't worry, he likes girls with short hair anyways".
Were they indicating something? Ayumi took strands of her long hair and examined the length of it. Yep, definitely not short. "Really?"
"Yeah, he also doesn't like girls who model and stuff", the girl added making Ayumi become self-conscious about her appearance now. "That's because he thinks they are all stuck up and sassy all the time".
Had she been stuck up at school? When was the last time when she acted like a snob? No, she didn't think that it happened at all at school before. Others made it seem like it was, but it wasn't true.
"Especially with the height, he likes girls who are shorter than him", the girl said lastly before waving off out the door. "But that's what we heard from him".
She looked at the mirror as it reflected her appearance back at her. Sure, she can change her hair, her clothes, her outlook, maybe her personality to make him like her, but her height was something she couldn't change.
………………
Valentines' Day
"I'm in charge of the classroom by myself today?" Satsuki asked his homeroom teacher in the teachers' lounge during lunch that day. It was odd to hear since she left early for school before he did.
"Yes, Kubota-san will come to help you out, but she might not be back from her job until class ends, so majority of the time, you're on your own", he explained and eyed Satsuki. "Are you alright with that?"
"I'm fine. Thank you sensei". He walked over to the doorway with the log book in hand. It was true that he really didn't mind being alone, but he wouldn't mind working with someone instead of just him. Not that the class would be too much for him to handle, girls all loved him too much they'd do anything. He shivered slightly at the thought and left.
…
"Are you sure with your decision?"
Ayumi wanted to nod for an answer, but at the same time, she didn't want to. Sitting in the haircutter's seat, her friend Kiri Koshiba was just about to give her a hair makeover, but wanted to make sure if it was alright.
"I…don't know…" she said hesitantly.
Kiri began to put her scissors away into her small apron pocket. "Has he told you in person? I'm sure that other girls would just say that for their own personal reasons", and shrugged, not that she cared much about situations like them.
"Tch, girls like you irritate me sometimes", a boy scoffed at their conversation while leaning against the doorway. "Just say yes or no, that's all we need."
One by one, other boys began to file in. "That's Naru-Naru", a smaller boy pointed and grinned. "I'll do your nails for you! I'm Kei!"
"Pleased to make your acquaintance, you Kiri's friend? You very beautiful!" A blond boy greeted casually making the girl blush with the sudden contact between them.
"That's Iori". Kei introduced again and pointed at the other one, "That's Ochai over there in the glasses, the other girl is Naru-Naru's sister Chisami, and…those are Kiri's friends-"
"Enough with the introductions". Narumi ordered making everyone quiet in the room, only with sounds of snips from the scissors.
"I won't cut it short, but I think that your hair would be cute with a touch of wavy curls". Kiri commented taking out her beautician utensils out. "You guys know what to do…" she also added motioning over to the boys who were ready to do their job.
Snip!
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"Ah, I'm late!" Ayumi thought nervously, running through the school gates to get into the building. "Ack!" as she tripped to be caught by an upperclassman. "Eh?"
"You alright?" The older boy asked, helping the girl up to the right stance. She stared at him, wondering why he seemed familiar. Mitsuki…
"Y-Yeah, I'm alright, thank you", She quickly responded before making him suspicious and worry if something was wrong with her. "Thanks!" and waved off back to running for her mission.
Just as Satsuki had expected, class was over, and he was just finishing the last of the log book and hand it in to the teacher. But what he and the class heard from outside the classroom, was running footsteps and the door suddenly slide open to reveal Ayumi at the doorway.
She tiredly walked into the classroom and sighed in relief that she made it.
"Ayumi, did you get a perm?" Her classmates began to bring up pointing at her wavy hair and her outfit.
Forgetting about her new 'do, she paused. "Ah…no I just had it for my modeling session, and ended up coming here with it…"
Another girl gave her a stern look. "You know, even if you arrive here now, classes are already over".
She heard whispers going about, saying things such as, "Why is she here in the first place?, She probably wanted to show off, She's here to see someone, I bet it was Katakura-kun" and so forth.
Before saying any more, she noticed Satsuki getting up from his seat, taking his backpack and the log book with him and leaving out the other door.
She quickly stepped out of the classroom and called his name. "Sats- er Katakura-kun!"
He stopped walking and waited for her to catch up with him. "I…I'm sorry I couldn't help you out with the classroom today.." and paused seeing the log book. "Here, I'll do the rest of the log book." as she took it out of his hands.
She paused when their hands came in contact, but was quickly pulled out of her trance when he spoke up. "Don't worry I already finished the rest".
Her fingers let go of the book. "Ah…I see…" she nodded, but still felt guilty. "I'm sorry…I'm so sorry I was…I mean…I love my job… but I was also thinking…that with my life like this…maybe…I should quit…" she explained slowly hoping he would understand.
"You don't need to tell me that", he muttered and walked on ahead. "I'm going to turn this in to sensei" as he disappeared from the hallway.
Ayumi stood there feeling guilt all over, weighing upon her as she slowly trudged her way down the stairs. Walking past a large trash can, she stopped and walked back to look inside. She gasped slightly to see that the majority of the garbage in there was full of Valentine boxes for Satsuki. So this is where he puts his gifts…
She shook her head and walked ahead home.
…..
"So… did you two receive any chocolates?" Kippei began to bring up at the dinner table while they were eating.
"Now that you mention it, I never got to check my locker…" Ayumi admitted so she wasn't sure if she really did receive any.
Kokoro sighed. "Whether I'm single or not, my locker was the reason why it wouldn't open because it was jammed full of sweets", seeing Kippei's jealous reaction, she also added. "Don't worry, I got yours Kippei".
"Hm, I wouldn't be surprised if you got any either Kippei". Satsuki muttered.
"Eh? Now don't tell me the youngest of the Katakura family didn't get any chocolates!" Kippei faked a gasp and a look of it's the end of the world expression.
"Baka, I did, but it felt weird".
"What do you mean? How is that weird?" Kippei questioned pointing his fork at his younger brother.
"Well, unlike you, getting chocolates is nice, but it's just a weird feeling getting them from people you don't know." and paused as he got looks of concern. "It's not like they poisoned it or anything, it's just I don't like getting it from people I don't know so well".
"So that explains it…" Ayumi accidentally whispered aloud.
"What did you say?"
A slight blush came to her face. "Er! I mean, when I was walking out of the building after school I noticed boxes and gifts for Satsuki all in the trash can".
"Ah, what a heartbreaker!" The older brother cried with fake sympathy.
"Well! Looks like it's almost bedtime". The grandparents coughed slightly excusing themselves from the table, followed by their parents who also left, leaving the kids with the chores.
Once the dishes and the kitchen was cleaned up (they sure are doing a lot of cleaning these days) it was back towards the preteen as she set her school bag on the kitchen chair, sorting her belongings out and throwing what into the trash. "Pencils, I need those, notebook paper, broken pencil sharpener… that goes in the garbage", as she threw that into the trash. "Candy wrappers, markers…box…of..chocolates…" as she hesitated whether to keep it or throw it away.
She set the box on the lid of the trash can and ran upstairs to put her bag away. Just at the time, Satsuki walked in to empty the garbage bag, only to notice a small box that had his name over it. He slowly reached out for the box and opened it carefully. First, he read the note inside it.
To Satsuki er.. Katakura-kun,
I don't really know what to say in this message really. Happy Valentines' Day though! I know all the girls you've heard say this, this is probably the same thing anyways, but I thank you if you are taking the time to read this. I just wanted to thank you for always helping me and looking out for me. It may not look like it to you, but I could just see it. I'm glad I got to know you better, and I appreciate everything you have done for me. Ack! I have to leave for my modeling shoot, so hopefully I'll be back in time to help with the classroom today.
- Ayumi Kubota
He let out a chuckle seeing his name Satsuki was crossed out and was replaced by Katakura-kun. The thing he liked about this card, was that it wasn't like how fan girls would write to him with sayings like 'I love you!'. She wasn't looking for anything like that, she accepted what life was giving her.
"Katakura-kun, did you take out the trash?" Ayumi asked walking in to check to see if he already did the job.
He stuffed the gift in his jacket pocket, "I was just about to". As he took hold of the bag and walked out of the house to put it in the bigger can outside their house. She followed after him watching him. He closed the lid and before she would smile and leave him alone, he spoke. "Ayumi".
She froze thinking that the voice was just a dream. "Yes?"
They were both standing in front of the doorway, standing inches away from each other in silence. "You have some flour on your cheek".
"Eh?!" as she panicked trying to wipe off the white ingredient from her face. "Why didn't the others tell me earlier?!" she asked herself, it was even more embarrassing that it had to be him to point it out. "Is it off now?"
"Hm…" as he seemed to think if it was really there or not, "No, here I'll do it". As his hand reached out towards her face. She shut her eyes in embarrassment expecting his hand, but instead something else happened. She slowly opened her eyes to be surprised that he gave her a small kiss on the cheek. "Thank you…" she heard him murmur before walking in the house.
Standing outside dumbfounded of what just happened, her hand reached up to where he just kissed her. "W-Wait…don't tell me…he accepted my gift?!" she exclaimed in her mind, both happy and embarrassed like a fan girl.
A/N: Cheesy, weird, loss of words ending, cliche as we all know it. I was trying to have more moments with these two together, but I couldn't fit my idea in with this theme of the chapter. Happy late Valentines' Day! XD
Special Thanks for Chapter 7 Reviewers!: Pinkberry Soda: I love Pinkberry! Oh and the name, and your reviews of course. XD Gasp! Chocolate! Thankies!, ATOMIC ORANGE: haha, that cereal is nummy, Ramen and Chopsticks, Pokkin Choco, Automatic Code Red 123, LovexHina, First Day High, Gogglelicious: Haha, yeah, I enjoyed writing that part up too, Pandapple: Pretty Characters? LOL!, U.W.A.H Squad, moonlover 26, younggem: Yes, this is the first time I've done crossovers like that though, Forme: More sweet moments in future chappies! -V, kabelly: Aw, thanks for the support!:D
