A/N: Kurosagi Movie released today!! I totally missed the self-imposed deadline haha Owellz. Maybe I'll finish by the time the fansubs are out haha
Disclaimer: I do not own Kurosagi, Hanazakari no Kimitachi e,Nobuta wo Produce nor these characters. The ones who are responsible for these lovely creations would be Natsuhara Takeshi, Nakajo Hisaya, and Shiraiwa Gen respectively.
Chapter 11:
A few days later Tsurara woke up to hearing the shower door close. Looking at her clock she realized she had overslept. Usually she showered waaaay early in the morning, so as not to repeat the same mistake as last time.
She didn't know what the big deal was about locking doors. At home people just knocked before coming in.
Sano made sure she knew just how important it was to always lock the bathroom door, the dorm room door, her desk doors, etc. She figured it must be a guy thing, or maybe a Sano thing, this locking everything.
She really didn't feel comfortable locking herself into a closed area though. The fear stemmed from a childhood experience, where she got locked in a closet by accident once while playing hide-and-seek.
Over the last few days she learned that Sano always woke up at exactly the same time everyday. It was actually rather hard to wake him up before then.
She learned that once when she had woken up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom. In the dark she had not turned soon enough, and had run straight into Sano's desk and knocked over his trashcan. Surprisingly enough, although she tensed and waited for like 5 minutes, Sano hadn't stirred at all.
Now she wasn't sure what she should do. If she waited for him to leave before she showered then she would be really late for class, and he would wonder why she was acting so odd. If she didn't shower she would have bed hair, and she still wouldn't be able to change with him in the room and not locking the door. If she took a shower and didn't lock the door he might come in and EEP! That would be bad. She turned red just thinking about it. She would never be able to look him in the face again.
Sano came out of the bathroom and flicked Mizuki's forehead. "What are you thinking about now? Stop thinking dirty thoughts, and go shower already."
Tsurara looked up in surprise at the sudden attack on her forehead. She stuttered and waved her arms in front of her. "EHHH?! No one's thinking dirty thoughts!" turning redder as the subject of her questionable thoughts just looked at her.
Still unsure what to do about the door lock she grabbed her stuff and went into the bathroom; he didn't really give her much of a choice now did he.
Looking around the room she came to a stop on the clothes hamper. Maybe if she just moved that there, then she would have warning before he came in and yet she wouldn't have to lock the door… It was iffy in the least, but she needed to shower and Sano needed to stay away from her while she did it.
Quickly, but quietly so as to not alert the man on the other side of the door, she moved the hamper in front of the door, and quickly disrobed.
Hot showers were so nice, momentarily forgetting the danger she let her mind wander, while the hot water splashed her.
Hearing the outside door open snapped her back to the present though. He was leaving already? How long had she been in here?
Quickly shutting off the water and gathering her shampoo and stuff she pulled back the curtain and ran for her watch.
Throwing on her clothes she looked at it, and grew confused as to why he was leaving 30 minutes before class started. Just then the bathroom door was pushed open and in came Nakatsu just as she was midway zipping up her vest. "MIZUK…" Nakatsu stopped midway, stared, then slapped a hand over his eyes before backing out the door.
In horror she looked down at herself thinking she had been exposed, but no, she was all covered up. Looking at Nakatsu strangely she wondered if he was the one thinking dirty thoughts, but then thought better of it. For Nakatsu to be thinking that while looking at her would make him gay since she was suppose to be a boy. O.O Did that mean he was like that? Omgosh, what should she do? She liked Nakatsu, but she didn't like him like that, plus she really wasn't a boy.
She was brought out of her internal freaking out by Sano's voice. "Oi, hurry up in there. We're leaving. And lock the door this time!" Looking at her watch again she saw that 15 minutes had passed already, while she stood there doing exactly nothing.
She hurriedly brushed her hair when she heard the front door close. ACK! She ran out of the bathroom and quickly put on her shoes, before opening the door, only to run into Kurosaki.
She supposed she should start calling him Akira, just so she wouldn't slip up later.
They looked at each other in silence before he turned and walked off down the hall in the same direction as the other two. She stood there blinking stupidly for a second before running after him.
They only got midway to class when they ran into Sano and Nakatsu again. There was a huge crowd in the hallway blocking their way. Sano and Nakatsu pushed their way through, and she and "Akira" followed behind.
Someone shouted "Hey! It's them!" and everyone cheered and wolf whistled. Someone slapped her on the back. She was confused until her eye caught a picture someone was holding. There in color was her and Sano in a rather compromising position.
Looking around she saw several people were actually holding similar pictures, some from a slightly different angle. There was even one of those fancy ones, where you make the background black and white and the focused subject in color. Then she saw Kurosaki and her heart stopped.
"Let him not notice. Let him not notice," she chanted inside. Noticing he was looking at something behind her she slowly turned around with dread. There on display in poster size fashion was a close up of Sano and her face staring at each other.
The photographer really captured the moment; she could almost feel the tension she felt at the time. "NOOO" cried her heart in anguish.
She dared not look at Kurosaki; she feared what she would see or what she would not see.
Did she want him to be jealous? Angry? Sad? She had come here for him, and yet what had she been doing but daydreaming about some other guy.
She was trash. He was right in overlooking her words all those years ago. For her resolve to be swayed away from him so easily, to know she had broken his trust in her, she wasn't sure she wanted to know what he was thinking right now.
A noise to her left pulled her out of her self-inflicting criticism.
In surprised silence she watched a livid Sano pretty much tear up the place. It wasn't until he grabbed the guy behind the display that she made any attempt to move.
She only took a step when a hand grabbed her arm stopping her movements though. Looking over her shoulder she saw Kurosaki, grim-faced and silent. His eyes warned her to stay still and not interfere, and she complied, what else could she do?
His hand fell away from her just as quickly as it came. "He probably can't even stand touching me now" was what she was thinking to herself, which was why she totally missed what Sano said to the guy.
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It was his fault she almost got discovered. Well that and the stupid photographer for taking the pictures.
At this rate she would be found out, and her reputation would be ruined. Living alone with a guy was quite looked down upon in this society.
He had to save her before it came to that, even if it meant hurting her. One day she would understand that he wasn't worth all the trouble she put herself through. It would be best if she went home soon, and he knew just how to accomplish that
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Mizuki had a suspicion that Sano was avoiding her. Then again it didn't make much sense, since he got over the real event rather quickly.
Actually everything was back to normal when they had gotten back to the room a few days ago, other than him lecturing her about locking doors anyways.
She hoped she was just imagining it. Living in the same room with someone who is trying to avoid you would be rather awkward she would think. This was what she was thinking when Sano came in the room. Trying to seem nonchalant about everything, and hoping that everything was okay between them, she greeted him like she usually did; only she was more nervous than she thought.
"Okaeri nasai Sano-kun. How was your walk? Did you just come back from walking the dog? Have you eaten yet? Why don't you take a shower, while I make you something to eat k?" Seeing her all worked up about him made him smile.
She was acting like they were newly weds, and she was the young bride trying to please her new husband. Sano liked the idea, unlike when other girls tried to come onto him, Mizuki, or whatever her real name was, made it sound almost cute.
Reprimanding himself for getting distracted from his goal he got angry instead and yelled at her. "Would you cut it out already?! What are you trying to pull?! Constantly pestering me…" He left room and slammed the door on the way out.
Tsurara sat there in shock at his most recent outburst. "I did it again…seems I'm really good at making Sano mad… Why am I crying?"
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Sano slammed his fist into the wall outside of the school walls. "Why am I getting worked up about this?" He decided he needed to take a walk and calm down before going back.
After five minutes of walking he overheard Mizuki voice and she seemed to be talking with some guy. "Shall I comfort you with my body?" the male voice offered.
Sano quickened his pace fearing someone had finally discovered the truth about Mizuki.
As he rounded the corner he came to a balcony. Dang it. There was no way he could locate the stairway down and keep her in sight. All he could do was look down at the two figures below.
He watched with horror as Dr. Umeda wrapped his arms around Mizuki.
That was until he remembered Dr. Umeda liked men. Breathing a sigh of relief he willed himself to breath and for his heart to slow down.
Maidoari.
A/N: I'm sick, but hopefully my brain didn't make any spelling/grammar mistakes. Let me know if you find any k? If you are in Japan please go see the new Kurosagi Movie that just came out today, and let me know how it was.
"Okaeri nasai" means roughly "Welcome Home"
