A/N: Hope you like this chap! ^ ^
Disclaimer: I don't own POT
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Natsume was standing right there in front of his shoe locker. She was standing in front of Kawamura's shoe locker to be exact. Natsume bit her lip. She wondered how she was going to do this. 'Why do I keep running away??? I never ran when I was beating the crap out of those other guys in my days as a Yankee…' Natsume thought.
'Okay, just stand right here and wait!' Natsume stood firmly implanted on the spot she was standing on. She kept on saying things like 'courage' and 'don't back down' in her mind over and over again.
"Natsume-san…?"
Natsume jumped. It was now here. Kawamura was standing a few inches away from her, walking with Fuji, Oishi, and Eiji. Natsume coughed.
"I told you to call me Natsume." She said.
"Ah, sorry." Kawamura rubbed the back of his head shyly.
"Anyway, I need to talk to you." Natsume regained her courage.
Oishi blushed, Eiji seemed a bit clueless, and Fuji chuckled. They (well 2 out of 3) got the message already and started to leave. "We'll head out first." Fuji smiled.
"Nyaa, why do we have to leave?" Eiji asked as Fuji dragged him away and Oishi began his talk about how they should leave those two alone for a while. Once they were gone, it became silent. Natsume couldn't take it any longer and started to talk first.
"Work has been pretty busy, right?" Natsume asked.
"Yeah, I had to help my dad make some extra sushi." Kawamura replied.
"Ah, I see…"
It then became silent again. Natsume was almost dying of curiosity. She had been cowering every time Kawamura tried to talk to her. She didn't want to hear the answer because she wasn't prepared but now she was totally prepared at least in her opinion she was.
"Okay, enough of going around the topic. Kawamura, I'm ready to hear your answer." Natsume was nervous since she's never done anything like this ever in her life. She prepared herself but it made her look like she was glaring at Kawamura.
Kawamura laughed in a modest manner. Natsume blushed. She already sensed that something was wrong. "Ah, forget it!" Natsume ran away again.
"N-Natsume!?" Kawamura just stood there. He was thinking about what to. He was thinking whether or not he should chase her or stay there.
"Taka-san, you forgot this." Fuji popped out of nowhere and handed Kawamura his racket.
"Ah, thank you, Fuji… BURNING!! GET BACK HERE, NATSUME!!" Kawamura chased after her in his 'burning' mode. Natsume turned around when she heard his suddenly loud voice and paled.
"Who gave you a racket!?" Natsume was afraid to stop so she ran even faster. Kawamura in his burning mode was unstoppable. He persisted even when Natsume was running through hard spots in the school. She was now afraid of Kawamura.
"Taka-san, regain your sanity and let go of that racket!!!"
"BURNING!"
Natsume's efforts were useless. She stopped running and turned around. Kawamura was charging right at her. Natsume broke out in cold sweat. She wondered if Kawamura would ram her but he stopped just in time. Natsume panted. She had never felt so threatened in life ever even when she was a Yankee.
"Taka-san, give me the racket and we can talk properly." Natsume laughed nervously.
"GREAT-O! NATSUME, I HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY!"
Natsume swiped Kawamura's racket and sighed. She was now safe. "Okay, then tell me." She said. They were engulfed in the awkward silence once again. Natsume coughed on purpose as a signal for Kawamura to start. Kawamura rubbed the back of his head nervously.
"Natsume/Taka-san…" They said in unison. They stopped and then smiled at each other.
"I don't really know how this dating thing goes and I work all the time…" Kawamura began.
"Well, we have at least two classes together and I work too, in the same restaurant I'll add." Natsume replied.
"Ha-ha, you're right."
Then it hit Natsume. She just remembered that she asked Kawamura out on a dare. She felt super guilty yet she maintained a fairly normal expression and waited patiently for Kawamura to answer even though she had her own idea of what he was going to say.
"I-…BURNING, OF COURSE I WILL, NATSUME!"
Natsume unconsciously gave Kawamura his racket back to speed up the process.
"MY LOVE FOR YOU IS BURNING, BABY!"
It seems as though Natsume triggered something else – something that she would be afraid of real soon. "Ha-ha…" Natsume laughed nervously and ran away.
"VICTORY!!" Kawamura chased right after her.
Usio was feeling depressed and pissed off at the same time. She couldn't believe that her rival got a boyfriend before she did. She always wanted to be better than her but it seems as though she came in second place this time.
"Usio-chan, you look very angry and depressed." Airi commented. "Is something wrong?"
"No, it's nothing." Usio reverted back into her emotionless, calm façade. She would not falter just because of a guy and her rival.
"Usio-chan, even though you put up that face, I know you're still feeling down but tell me when you feel like talking about it." Airi then left Usio so she could have her solitude. Usio stared at her drawings. She had been making a diary, manga style. Except, she was a boy and Momoshiro was a girl. Of course she had to make some traits similar like Usio was still beautiful and Momoshiro had his personality intact.
She stopped drawing and threw her drawing diary. 'What am I doing?' She asked herself.
She sighed and looked down at the floor. Like stone, cold and hard, she can't feel a thing and that's what protects her. Usio had logic and pride. Those two keep her safe and never again make her shed those tears from long ago.
'Mom…' Usio felt so crazy for thinking about her mother after all these years. She felt as though she was getting too emotional lately especially after meeting Momoshiro.
As Usio was lost in her thoughts, loud footsteps could be heard and they were coming closer. Usio stared at the door. Momoshiro opened the door and had on an angry expression which changed to a calmer one.
"Did you throw this?" Momoshiro asked.
"Does it look like mine?" Usio asked.
"It's yours, definitely yours."
"How do you know?"
"I recognized the drawings."
"You moron, it's impolite to look through other people's stuff and fantasize about their drawings."
"I did not fantasize and I'm not a moron!"
"Just shut up, I'm not in the mood to play with you today." Usio glared at Momoshiro.
Momoshiro just stared. He's made Usio mad before but not enough for her to be glaring at him.
"What did I do?"
Usio froze. She was doing it again – letting her emotions play first. She calmed herself down and returned to an emotionless expression. "Nothing." She replied.
'Keep calm. You're like a doll – emotionless, unwavering, and beautiful. No one can touch you.' Usio thought. 'Emotions do not mean anything to something like a doll. Abandon love because it's useless.'
"Hey, you know you not acting like yourself, not at all."
"And what do you know about me?" Once again Usio glared. "Ever since my mom died, I've become something like a doll – emotionless, unwavering, and beautiful. Kumiko Usio is born from logic and pride. Unlike an idiot like you who can stay happy, our worlds are too far apart." Usio grabbed her drawing diary and glared once more at Momoshiro.
Momoshiro sighed. "You're right, I don't get you." He pouted.
"That's why I said-…"
"What's with this 'doll' thing? I don't get it."
"Obviously, it means I'm not human."
Momoshiro flicked her forehead. Usio twitched and almost punched Momoshiro but was unsuccessful. "Dolls don't punch back or change faces like you do." Momoshiro grinned.
Usio was surprised. She didn't think that Momoshiro of all people would prove her otherwise. "Shut up! It's only because of you I'm like this! It's because I love you that I'm acting so weird and not being my usual self!" Usio shouted out.
Momoshiro stared at her in shock. The most beautiful yet coldest girl in the whole school just declared that she loved him. "I thought you liked beautiful guys!"
"Where did you hear that?"
"I err…kind of looked through your diary and saw a drawing of a beautiful guy and kind of cute girl." Momoshiro nervously laughed.
"You idiot! I'm the beautiful guy and you're the kind of cute girl!"
"What!? That's weird, definitely weird." Momoshiro slightly laughed.
"Shut up, it was so people would think of it as a manga instead of a diary."
"But still…making your self a guy…" Momoshiro kept on laughing.
"Idiot!" Usio kept on hitting Momoshiro but it all had little effect on him. After Momoshiro was done laughing, he took deep breaths to restore all the air he lost from laughing.
"Alright, I'll do it."
"What?" Usio asked.
"Go out with you."
"What!? I never confessed!"
"Yeah you did, just a few minutes ago you confessed and in your diary too." Momoshiro grinned.
"I won't accept it! I'm not going out with you!"
"Keep saying that and I'll think the opposite."
"Think whatever you like!" Usio blushed.
What a strange day.
Omake:
Usio had finally found it. After searching for days, she had finally found it. Usio walked around school looking for Momoshiro. She wanted to show him it. The first place where she looked was the cafeteria. Her intuition and knowledge so far of Momoshiro led her to pick that place first. Sure enough, she had found him happily eating with a freshman.
"Come with me." Usio dragged Momoshiro out of the cafeteria and into the halls.
"What are you doing!? I was just about to eat!" Momoshiro complained. Usio punched him and he immediately silenced himself.
"I found it he-he." Usio smirked.
"Found what?" Momoshiro asked. 'She's kind of creeping me out…'
"This!" Usio took out something from her bag and it revealed a doll. Momoshiro stared at it.
"What about it?"
"Hold on…" Usio changed the face of the doll. "So dolls can change faces!"
'She took it seriously…' Momoshiro thought he was in trouble.
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