Red Diamond
Ayy how you guys doin'?
Well, I'm back again! (No shit Sherlock)
I was just reading this thing about Fanfiction writers and their flaws and qualities, so there was this flaw that said "They use the word 'orbs' instead of 'eyes', like wtf; might as well use 'globes'." SOOOO, I don't think I've ever used it, but if I ever have, SAHRRY, and tell me please! :)
Another one, it said "Writers don't need to give mile-long author's notes. Readers really don't need to know which company's cup noodles they had the previous day." SO, UM, HEHE, GUILTY *smiles nervously*
BTW, DID YOU GUYS EVEN READ THE PREVIOUS CHAPTER? I think mANY of you skipped it (because of the number of reviews, which I might add, is 1). But before reading this, read the previous one.
No, seriously, read it.
AND HERE'S THE CHAPTER YOU ALL HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR SINCE AGES! *winks*
Without further ado, I would like to thank asdfghjkl-t for favoriting this story! (No offense, but how do you remember your username. I can't even remember my own phone number lol) And LadyOtakukami and AlexisHard for favoriting as well as following this story! You guys are awesome!
Disclaimer: I do not own any character or the anime, except for my OCs and the plot of this Fanfiction. Standard Brother Conflict warnings apply. None of the content intends to hurt anyone's sentiments. Also, this disclaimer is boring.
Chapter 46: The One I Love
Sabrina's POV
A day later, we all returned to Japan. Everyone carried on with their lives like usual – Fuuto went on a world tour, Subaru for his training camp, and Yuusuke and I had to study for hours longer than usual, because of the exams.
Wondering why no one is concerned about Iori's sudden departure? Apparently, he left a little note in his bedroom back in India, stating that he was going for further studies in another country, and that contacting him would be "difficult", so no point in doing so. Masaomi and Ukyo tried to reach out to him, but he never picked up his phone. Everyone thinks he's sensible enough to make decisions for himself and stay safe, but I can tell that they're all concerned about his well-being, since he left out of the blues.
If they only knew.
There are just a couple of days left for the exams to commence, and I've been hiding away in my room with my nose in the books. Every now and then, Yuusuke keeps coming in, asking me about my own doubts or if I need food or water or anything, and when he's certain about my comfort, only then he begins to ask his doubts.
From what I've learnt, he's especially interested in Psychology. I do understand some parts of it, but after a point, it's just Science, which goes right through my skull. Yuusuke says that he's gonna get some degree in Psychology and work as a Psychiatrist, if all goes well for him. Otherwise, he'll just end up becoming a police officer of some sort.
I don't have any idea how these atoms and Newton and trigonometry will help me in becoming a choreographer. I'm just going with the flow...
Talking about dance, ughh, it has really been a while since I've danced in a coordinated and choreographed form (minus the 'I'm-drunk-and-free-and-I-don't-care' steps at my cousin's wedding). The most movement I'm doing these days is just moving around to get dressed, and using my fingers to write things on papers. Yeah, new kind of finger tutting, that is.
It seems like my mini-me is hibernating, because it has been a while since I've heard its little, shrilly voice.
My voice is basically your voice, just a bit shrilly. Dontcha know, I'm the best singer!
And it's back.
And savage af, like always.
I checked my inbox, and it was filled with encouraging messages from my teachers and brothers, my peers asking for notes, and Mahoko texting: DUDEEEE WHY TF DO WE HAVE EXAMS?! MY LIFE SUCKS.
I texted back: IKR?!
Mahoko: AND MY COUSINS ARE HERE AND THEY'RE ARE HAVING SO MUCH FUN
Mahoko: I'M SO JEALOUS OF THEM RN
Mahoko: NOW THEY ARE ASKING ME IF I CAN HAVE A TEA-PARTY WITH THEM
Mahoko: WTF I AGREED I'M DEFINTELY GONNA FAIL
Mahoko: OMG I STEPPED ON ONE OF THE LEGO PIECES IDK HOW KMS KMS KMS
Mahoko: MY FOOR IS DYING OMG HELP MEEEEEE
Me: glad u r hving a gr8 tym
I kept my phone down and sat at the uncomfortable but familiar chair, drawing it towards the white study table I owned, intending to study some historic revolutions for the next couple of hours, before someone knocked my door.
I took a quick glance at the partially covered window. It was about the time of dusk – well, maybe a little later than that, because the sun had almost dipped. I walked over to my door to find Masaomi, smiling widely.
"Hey..." I croaked, having not used my voice since hours. I cleared my voice and fixed my hair, "Sorry."
"It's okay. It looks like you've been studying really hard."
"Kind of... wanna do my best..."
"Seems right, but taking this much stress isn't good for your health. How about a little break?" He proposed.
"A little – like how little?" I giggled. He chuckled and said, "About an hour or so. Me and the guys have prepared dinner. Like to try it?"
"You guys?" I exclaimed in my still-hoarse voice. You sound like a dying crow. You really, like really, need water now.
He chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck with his hand, "Yeah, just a little attempt."
"I definitely wanna try it, then!"
O~O~O
"Whoa! You guys made this?!" I exclaimed, descending the stairs to head to the dining table. Ukyo and Yuusuke were bringing in all the dishes from the kitchen, while Wataru was placing the plates on their respective places. Tsubaki was leaning on a chair and talking to someone on his phone, and Azusa too, was busy texting someone. They all looked up at me when I walked in with Masaomi.
"Finally Onee-chan!" Wataru said and ran up to me, and hugged me, his height reaching up to my waist only.
"Hey y'all!" I greeted them. We sat at the table, and I said, "The food looks delicious!"
"It's just that I had some helping hands today at the kitchen." Ukyo smiled.
"Oh I'm sorry! It was supposed to be my day for cooking, but I totally left it." I apologized to him.
"No problem at all! You needed to concentrate on your studies. Besides, it wasn't much of a work." Ukyo said.
"Ah, no! We worked our fingers to the core!" Tsubaki dramatized.
"And somehow, yours seemed to be completely useless." Azusa remarked, sipping some water from his glass.
"But I had to do as much work as you guys, even though it's my exam time as well." Yuusuke arched his eyebrows.
"Don't be a sissy!" Tsubaki sassily crinkled his eyes at Yuusuke.
"Shut up! I'm not one!" Yuusuke argued, and the white-haired one simply smirked. I giggled and said, "Okay okay, I'll make it up to you all!"
The elevator tinged, and out walked Natsume, holding his laptop bag in his hands, "Bet you weren't expecting me."
"Yeah, what made you stop by?" Yuusuke asked, a bored expression plastered on his face.
"Just ran out of groceries, I guess. Had nothing to eat for the dinner." He replied.
"What about the packed stuff?"
"Finished them long ago." He walked towards the table and smiled at me. I smiled back even wider. Hehe. HeHe. HEHE.
"Shut up." I mouthed to myself.
HEHE.
"I'll get another plate!" Wataru enthusiastically said and sprinted towards the kitchen, returning immediately with a set of plates and cups.
"Thanks, kiddo." Natsume said and we began our dinner.
"Mmm, this is so good!" I remarked. These guys had impressed me – they had managed to make wonderful food.
"You like it?" Tsubaki asked, eyeing me as I ate. I gulped down the spoonful of soup I had and nodded.
"Thanks, guys. I really appreciate all this. You guys are truly supportive." I thanked, grinning at all of them. Natsume listened with interest.
"No problem at all. We thought that it would give you a chance to rest. After all, you've been locked up in that room for hours." Azusa said.
"Is that so?" Natsume spoke, and I nodded.
"Yeah, she has been." Yuusuke added.
"Aha, and what about you? Are you gonna fail this time as well, Yuusuke-kun?" Tsubaki joked.
The redhead fumed and shrieked, "Ask her! I've been working hard too."
"Yeah yeah yeah, he's pretty dedicated, maybe even more than me." I shrugged, looking at him, and a faint red color appeared on his face.
"T-Thanks for backing me up." He muttered, and I nodded in acknowledgement.
"I'm rather, like, nervous... about this," I confessed, fiddling with the end of my t-shirt, "This is gonna be the first time I'll be giving some sort of exams here, and they're apparently gonna decide my next few years. That's why I have even applied to a security university as well."
"You've applied to a safety university?" Masaomi questioned.
"Yeah, because, you know, safety?"
"Now wait a minute." Came the hasty reply from the redhead sitting beside me. He was standing and looking at me, with seriousness painted across his features. His hand clutched hard to the end of the table, as he began with a bold tone, "Safety school is no option. You need to trust in yourself and have confidence in whatever you are doing. Just hard work is enough. You know what? You'll be judged there, and I know that you'll make it out. And I am going to as well, and I haven't even applied to a safety school."
All faces stared agape at him.
Slow claps...
"Whoa, never knew you had it in you." Natsume said, and resumed eating his supper.
"Yeah, man, that was lit." Tsubaki said, still staring at him with disbelief.
"And knowing you, who barely passes, this decision was reckless. But on second thoughts, that was expected from you." Azusa said.
"Go on, we'll support you." Masaomi smiled.
"That was an unintelligent decision, but that little speech you gave was quite inspiring anyway." Ukyo admitted.
"Gee, thanks for the vote of confidence." Yuusuke sarcastically muttered.
I immediately added, "No, you're right. I'm gonna work hard for this, and we'll make it through this together." I grinned at him, and his expression eased. He smiled nervously at me, and said, "Y-Yeah? Right, that's it."
"Yes! And I'll help you both!" A cheery voice exclaimed, as Wataru appeared in between the both of us and slightly pushed the redhead aside.
"Love you too, kid." He deadpanned, as he seated himself and continued with the food.
"So, Onee-chan, I've gotten you a few helping cards too! Check them out!" He handed a thin stack of homemade cards. He read them out:
"Playing video games, works as many times as you want it.
Washing the dishes: Thrice in a week, terms and conditions apply.
A 100 smooches card: For whenever you want!"
Okay, wow. This time I'm speechless. #shook
Yuusuke chocked on the water he was apparently drinking, and all oif the members of the dining table sat dumbstruck.
"Uh, Wataru, but wh-what's with the count?" Ukyo managed to question out loud.
"What? I'm just trying to be helpful!" He grinned.
O~O~O
After the dinner, I went to the balcony for a gush of fresh air, when I found Natsume there, leaning on the further end of the railing, there for the same purpose. Light breeze blew through as I walked to him, and a few strands of his hair swayed with the wind.
"H-Hey, Natsume." I said. Why was I stuttering?
He looked at me, and straightened himself, and showed a small smile and he said, "Hey."
I went to stand beside him, and his arm brushed about mine, causing tingles to go down my spine. What are you in? Some cliché story?
I swear to god I felt the tingles. It was like I touched an open wire. I looked at him, and he was looking at the city ahead, a slight frown resting on his features.
"What's wrong?" I sensed, and implored. He looked at me, and with an incomprehensible emotion in his eyes, he heaved out a sigh.
"Nothing at all." He said, "Just about the work. You tell – what's up with you?"
"Ah, just exams." I waved off, "I'm just hoping they'll be over soon." I lied. I had a lot of other things on my mind – and I some things he had to know. Well, everybody had to, even though I still had a teeny bit of confusion in my mind.
Yes, I was ready with my answers. Crazy, I know, but ready.
Of course, the credit goes to me. Thank you, and no autographs, please!
"Not the time, I'm so nervous shut up!" I inwardly scolded my mini-me.
Okie, but you owe me an apology. I'M H-U-R-T.
I sighed, and Natsume said, "Yeah, I'm rooting for you to pass them. No pressure, okay?" He placed his hands on my shoulders, and I filled in a breath, and nodded.
Right at that moment, his phone rang.
The timing, I swear to chocolate donuts!
He picked up his phone, retreating his hands from my body, and answered, "Hello? Natsume Asahina speaking... mhm... the twenty eighth? Are you sure?... fine, good night." He let out an audible sigh, and looked at me right in the eyes.
"I have something I need to tell you."
"What? I asked.
"I'll be... going out of country for a while."
WHAT. THE. HELL.
"What? Why?" I hurriedly asked.
"Just a business trip. I'll be gone on twenty-eight of this month."
"Isn't that my graduation day?"
"Yeah, that too..." He sighed, looking at the ground. He looked up back at me a moment later, "I'm sorry for the sudden news. The thing is, I won't be here to listen to your final answer, and I'll be regretting that."
Don't say that – I wanted to speak, but what came out of my mouth was, "That's okay... but how long will you be gone for?"
"I have no idea."
"What? That's ridiculous!" I said, and then breathed out, "I don't want you to go."
"Me neither, but I have to." He reasoned, but the reluctance in his voice was transparent.
"O-Okay..." I accepted it. I needed to give him his answer at that time. I had to. I had to.
Was I even clear with my feelings? What did I want? That didn't matter, I had to give him an answer.
But I couldn't bring myself to do so.
"It's... it's getting late, isn't it?" I feigned, and he nodded, "Yeah, I better get going too. Night."
"...Night." I watched his lean figure as he walked towards the entrance of the balcony. A thousand things ran through my mind – from the moment we had first met, to the matches and laughter, the video game marathons and supportive points, the tears and long drives... the kiss and finally, the one who had appeared in my mind when Riya had asked me to close my eyes and tell her who I had seen.
It was him, all along.
The door creaked shut as he walked out, and I realized – I had fallen for Natsume.
OHHHHHKAYYYYYYYYYY WE GOT THE FINAL SHIP, MI FRAANDS!
TBT, I initially had no inspiration to write this chapter, so I had to re-read my own fanfic to get into the feel. Trust me, I have really grown out of most of the stuff I had written in the beginning.
And yeah, I was so in the mood to write this, but I justttttt couldn't satisfy myself. WOW, I'M A POTATO FOR AN AUTHOR. But tell me your views through the reviews!
ALSO, ONLY TWO CHAPTERS ARE LEFT AFTER THIS ONE. OKAY WE'VE COME SO FAR I'M CRYING!
Facts about the story? (C'mon, we're at the end!)
(1) Sabrina was inspired by Kriti Sanon's role in Raabta, Kate Winslet's role in Titanic, Rapunzel from Tangled, a few other random people I like, and most of all, ME (like 85% me). So yeah, her personality a mixture of all of these people!
(2) The mini-me was never meant to be included in the story. I just had the urge to comment on every single weird thing happening in the story, and I couldn't include little author note's after every line, so I made mini-me. SO, BASICALLY I AM THE MINI-ME, though it's a bit more pompous. (you love it, don't you?)
(3)Iori was never meant to leave the story. I just found his story with Fuyuka interesting, and so, put him in such a delicate state that he had to leave. Yeah, I'm cruel.
(4) Sabrina's name had many suggestions (by my friends too). Examples? Sabrina was considered after these names: Akira, Samaira, Chilly Potato, Nemo (literally). I'm not even kidding about the last two.
THAT'S IT! If I remember a few more facts, then I'll be sure to add them at the end of the next chapter! I hope you enjoyed! Comment, fav, follow, whatever!
#LoveYou
Diamond Shyn
