Chapter Eight

Chapter Eight

Plum Lollipop

Yaya turned slowly to face Kukai, her cheeks red as the sky painted by the setting sun. Kukai smiled so pleasantly at her, with so much pleasure as he embraced her, Yaya's mind spun. He bent down to whisper in her ear,

"Meet me by the cove beach house at 8:00pm tonight. I have to talk to you." Before Yaya could even utter any reply or react to his words, he had spun around, released her and was running into the distance with his friends, laughing and joking. It was as if the encounter had never occurred. Yaya smiled brightly, still bright red. He hugged her. Kukai was friends with her again. He had actually touched her and smiled at her like he used to. Yaya's opinion of this summer holiday soared even higher as she whistled happily, skipping towards the wooden cabin dormitory. Indeed it was going to be a brilliant summer.

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As Yaya opened the oak wooden carved with leaves and other decorative floral themes of her dormitory, she was greeted by the strong smell of pine. She hauled her pink backpack onto the soft cream bed, peering around the room; a wooden drawer, cream walls and chocolate brown carpet and curtains, a pink haired individual and a mirror. Wait, thought Yaya. That's Amu. What do I do? She peered at Amu, as their eyes met. At once, they both spun away from each other and busied themselves with unpacking their clothes and essentials. Yaya pinched her cheeks together, pouting. What do I do, what do I do?! She flung her clothes out of her case, breathing deeply. Suddenly, she sprinted across the room and hovered behind Amu. She must have known Yaya was there for she began to unpack at a more rapid rate, as if the sooner the chore was done, the sooner she could fling herself out of the room and away from the cloud of unease hanging in the pine fresh air. Yaya hovered there for moments, her hands slowly trembling towards Amu's shoulders. Suddenly, she gripped the pink haired girl's arms, flinging her around to face her.

"I'm sorry Amu-chi!" Yaya practically screamed in her face. Amu stared at Yaya with frightened eyes, before flopping back onto her bed and peering at the floor. Yaya bit her lip, nervous and worried that she may have emphasised her point slightly too much. Yaya flopped down on the bed beside her, sending a black and white striped hood flying onto the floor.

"I'm sorry too Yaya-chan. I didn't know Kukai…I'm just," Amu struggled for words, not seeming to be able to form the right sentences.

"It doesn't matter Amu-chi! I know now that I can still like Kukai, even if he likes you. It still takes a long time to develop feelings for someone and someday I want to have what you have with Ikuto. We have to support each other in our love lives!" Amu blushed slightly but nodded.

"I'm glad we can be friends again," said Amu quietly. "It was lonely for me, what with Nadeshiko not being here and all." Yaya nodded.

"Well, we're friends now. Plus, she'll come back. I know she will. She'll be waiting for you." Amu smiled brightly, laughing slightly; warm smiles like the sun that broke through the trees in the forest outside the window at that moment. It seemed to affect everyone in the dormitory. Yaya smiled, also; freely.

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"And so children, it is up to you and you alone to head to your senior's for help. Only you can start the chain reaction that solves problems like bullying and friendship troubles." Yaya awoke with a start with the rest of the dreary circle of students as the rubbed their eyes, glad to see the lecture from the bird like teacher had finally finished. Some even stretched their arms, eyes still tired from their minute naps. Yaya quickly stretched and smiled at Amu, as the two practically sprinted out the door.

"I can't believe they make us sit through those inspirational speeches," moaned Yaya, stuffing a plum flavoured lollipop in her mouth. They waited as a group of high school students passed, giggling. Amu waved and tumbled into the crowd. Yaya laughed slightly as she sprinted through the students. They complained as the tiny ginger girl shoved them aside by the waist as she burst through the doors into the evening sun. Despite the luxurious corridors and rooms of the dormitory, with its crisp wood and wide spaces, it was nothing compared to the beautiful beach Yaya was now treading across as she had escaped the woods. She freed her feet of her pink flip-flops, digging her toes into the hot sand. She bounced across it, holding up her skirt slightly to avoid it being splashed or sprayed by stray water and sand. Once the bamboo beach house, set on a part of the middle school dormitory, Yaya sprinted faster, ripping the ribbons from her hair. Her ginger hair flowed in the sea wind, dancing around her shoulders. Finally, once she was stood at the door of the hut, she fluffed her hair, straightened out her vest top and twirled her skirt, making sure she looked acceptable. Then, she burst through the door of the spare function room, straight into someone's arms. They held her close, pushing her body against their own as the hands searched for her waist, hot lips against her mouth.

Author's Note: Hello everyone! I'll start by saying I'm extremely sorry for the late chapter. I've had so much on my hands lately. I'll try bringing you chapters as soon as I get time but I can't guarantee anything. Thank you so much to everyone who PM'ed, reviewed and asked questions. Anything you need to say or ask is always welcome and it means a lot to me. Anyway, thanks for reading and see you next chapter!