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AN: Man this took so long to write, and that's so not counting the multiple times I had to leave my writing!
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~Love Stories~
oODestined EncountersOo
The days passed by and the boys of Katashi did their work, made friends, and just lived as best as they could in general. It was about the same routine day after day, week after week. Although, every two weeks on Sunday, they would all go and pray at the temple just off of the school grounds. And each night Hinamori Tsumugu would personally lock the gates of Katashi.
However, it wasn't until a few months into the school year that something happened.
Kukai came into the room he shared with Tadase and Nagihiko whistling and rubbing his head with a towel, having taken a shower.
He tossed the towel onto his bed and started whistling an upbeat tune when he spotted a photograph on the ground. Curious, he picked it up and ran his lime-green eyes over it, only to grin. "Cool."
Tadase, who'd been studying quietly on his own bed, glanced at his roommate before doing a double-take once he realized just what was in his friend's hand. He leapt up from the bed and tried snatching the photo from Kukai, only to continuously fail.
"Come on, Kukai, that's mine!" Tadase exclaimed as he tried to, once more, grab the pictures, but once again, to no avail.
"I can see that," Kukai smirked, "but who's the cutie in pink?"
"No one! Now give it back to me!" Tadase shouted, chasing the taller male around the room.
"Na na na na na!" Kukai sang. "Tadase has a girlfriend!"
"Come on, this isn't funny!" The blonde-haired boy complained.
There was a knock.
Both boys froze and one scrambled to his desk while the other sat in his bed seemingly reading a magazine.
The door opened to reveal Nagihiko carrying a few books he most likely checked out from the school library.
"Thank Kami it's just you!" Kukai sighed in relief. "Anyway, I've got something to show you."
Going over and sitting next to the chestnut-haired boy on his bed, Nagihiko waited to see just what his friend was so hyped up about. It wasn't often that he got excited by anything other than sports. The violet-haired male watched as Tadase gave a sigh in exasperation as Kukai pulled out a photograph.
"What's this?" Nagihiko asked, looking at the photo of a younger Tadase with a girl with ginger-colored hair, cinnamon eyes, and dressed in pink with two large bows in her hair.
"It's Romeo and Juliet, of course," Kukai said as if there was no other explanation, "It's our very own Tadase and...Tadase and—" the chestnut-haired boy looked to his blonde roommate.
"Yaya," Tadase answered, finally grabbing to photo from his friend's hands. "And it's not like how you think it is. Yaya's my childhood friend." His face turned somber for a moment. "Actually, she was."
"Was?" Nagihiko repeated. "What do you mean by that?"
"Yaya was my best friend," Tadase explained. "She and I were best friends. We were neighbors so we literally grew up with each other." His ruby eyes turned to the photo in his hand, staring at the babyish face of the girl with him. "This picture was taken at an amusement park; it was her birthday. But the next day she would be leaving. Forever." He elaborated at his friends' confused looks. "Her father was being transferred to a new town for his job. And that was the last time I ever saw her. But that was six years ago; I was twelve."
"But do you know where she could be now?" Kukai asked in an uncharacteristically gentle tone.
"I heard a few months back that she could be in this very town," Tadase replied.
"That's great, then right?" Kukai said in his usually cheerful voice. "You know where she lives, then?"
"No," the blonde replied, "And I don't want to find out."
"Why not?" Nagihiko spoke up.
"Because it's been six years since we last saw each other," Tadase told his friends, "And I don't know if she'll even recognize me or whether or not she'd want to see me. So if we're destined to meet, we will. Otherwise we won't and I know it wasn't meant to be."
"You really love her don't you?" Nagihiko said, smiling.
"O-Of course not!" Tadase exclaimed, flushing almost imperceptibly. "She's just a really old friend!"
"Just a really old friend, my foot!" Kukai shouted. "Okay then," he said, seeing the blonde beginning to protest once more, "Tell me, just how many photos of your really old childhood friends have you carried for six years?"
Tadase had no answer for that and his blush darkened slightly as he ran his hand through his hair.
A bell rang, signaling that it was time for lights out.
"Come on," Nagihiko chuckled, "let's get some sleep. We have classes in the morning."
And with that they all tucked themselves into their respective beds, turned their lamps off, and flew into the world of dreams.
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"AAAH!" Kukai cried as he dashed out of the dorm building. "Why didn't anyone wake me up! Why do we have to start so early!" He quickly tied his tie as well as he could while running and proceeded to put his blazer on.
He stopped abruptly when he saw a person covered in a headscarf and trench coat snooping about Katashi grounds. 'I really should go,' Kukai thought to himself, starting off for a dash again, but stopped. 'But I can't let an intruder into the school!' Making up his mind, Kukai ran towards the figure. "Hey, stop right where you are!" He shouted, running towards the figure.
Hearing the shout, the figure turned to run but only got a few feet, before Kukai grabbed their trench coat on accident, tearing it off of them and compensated for that by grabbing their arm. The figure turned quickly, the wind forcing the scarf off of their head to reveal a girl his age.
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She had long blonde hair, a shade lighter than his roommate's, pulled into a pair of pigtails on either side of her head, falling to about mid-thigh, her bangs splayed messily across her forehead. Her skin was fair and her eyes were a piercing violet. She stood at only two and a half inches below his own.
She wore a brown skirt with a black and white plaid pattern, a white blouse, a pair of black knee-length socks, and a pair of dark-brown mary-janes.
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The chestnut-haired boy couldn't help but stare at the girl in front of him. For the first time in his life, he didn't think about sports, school, or anything really. All that mattered at the moment, was the fascinating girl in front of him.
Unfortunately, he was no deep in thought that he never noticed the girl struggling.
"Utau!" came a trio of voices. "Hurry up! Headmistress Hino is coming!"
A bell rang, signaling that classes had begun and increased her struggles to escape Kukai's grip. But the lime-green-eyed male wouldn't let go and so the girl known as Utau did something completely unexpected.
She bit him.
She bit his hand and made a run for it when Kukai hissed at the sudden bolt of pain, letting go of Utau. She never realized that she'd left her coat with him. But before she passed through the path she and her friends took, Utau turned around and sent him a look that Kukai only chuckled at.
"Utau," Kukai muttered under his breath, looking at the hand she'd bitten. He chuckled at the image of the little face and headed off to class, the trench coat still in hand.
-Suzuki-
Suzuki was a small town near both Katashi and the girls' boarding school just beyond them, Ayaka, that the students of each school would go shopping for necessary supplies in and just go to hang out during days off and vacations.
Tadase and a handful of other students were currently going through Suzuki to buy a few necessary items that were needed in the dorms. Namely things to keep their dorms, themselves and their belongings clean and in order.
"Well, that's all of it, I think," Tadase said, walking out of the crowd with three others behind him, all of them carrying several bags or parcels in their arms.
"Wait, we still need to get the detergent," one boy said.
"Can we go home now?" another whined. "I'm hungry!"
"I'll go back and get the detergent, " Tadase said, dumping his parcels and bags into the arms of two students. "Take these and put them in the Jeep, I'll catch up."
"Can't you ever think with anything but you stomach?" Tadase heard one student scolding another. "You're always eating!"
Chuckling lightly, he put his hand in his pocket and pulled out the photo of Yaya and himself and just looked at his old friend. Then heard a familiar whine.
"Yaya wants cookies and cream!"
Turning towards the voice, he saw his old friend standing right there a few feet in front of him, arguing with an ice cream vendor.
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She hadn't change much in six years. Her hair was still the same ginger it had been, only a little longer, the pigtails held by small red bows hung down to just past her shoulders. Her skin had gained a light peach tone to it, but she had the same cinnamon eyes set in a slightly babyish face. Her height reached to Tadase's chin.
She wore a rose-pink baby-doll top, a pair of white capris and a pair of yellow slip-ons.
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"I'm sorry, young lady, but it's been sold out!" the vendor tried reasoning with her. "Why don't you try something different? I know you like my ice cream quite a bit, Yaya-chan, but I'm afraid that if you want an you'll have to take something else!"
"Yaya wants cookies and cream!" Yaya shouted. "Yaya wants only cookies and cream!"
Before he knew it, Tadase had been walking towards his childhood friend until he was standing right behind her. "We'll meet if we're destined to." The sentence echoed in his head as he watched young girl.
"Please, Yaya-chan!" the vendor pleaded. "Try something else for today! I'll make sure to have some cookies and cream for you tomorrow! Please someone make this girl see some reason!"
Knowing that an intervention was needed, Tadase leaned over Yaya's shoulder slightly and pointed to a picture of an ice cream cone with dark-brown ice cream set in a waffle cone with chocolate chunks in it. "I've heard that fudge brownie isn't bad," he suggested. "And I know you like brownies, right Yaya?"
"Huh?" Yaya's head snapped up and looked at the chart of flavours, not believing him, until her eyes fell on the picture the finger pointed to. "Yeah! Yaya loves brownies! Yaya wants fudge brownie please!"
Sighing in relief the vendor took a waffle cone and reached for the ice cream scooper and proceeded to scoop a good helping of fudge brownie for Yaya.
"Thank you, Mister!" Yaya chirped, looking at Tadase before turning back to the vendor.
Tadase only smiled at his friend.
Suddenly, Yaya froze and turned back to the blonde and took a good look at the person who helped her. She knew who she thought it was, but she decided to confirm it anyway. "Tadase? Hotori Tadase, is that you?"
Chuckling, he nodded and braced himself as he found himself being squeezed to death by the ginger-haired girl. "Yaya can't believe it's you!"
"I'm a student at Katashi," Tadase pointed out his uniform. "Cool, right?"
"That means that you've been here for months!" Yaya exclaimed. "And you haven't tried to call Yaya!"
"I didn't have your number or address, Yaya," Tadase tried placating her to no avail.
"Quiet!" Yaya held up a hand. "You're coming home with Yaya right now!" She grabbed her ice cream in one hand and locked arms with him with her free arm, dragging Tadase in the direction, of what he assumed, was her house.
"I can't right now, Yaya," Tadase chuckled. "I have to get back to school. I only came here with a few others to get some things we needed."
"Did you get everything?" Yaya asked.
"Yeah," Tadase smiled, thinking of the picture he carried with him, "I did."
"Then promise you'll come on Sunday!" Yaya demanded.
"I promise, Yaya," Tadase smiled.
"Pinky Promise?" Yaya asked, holding out her pinky.
"Pinky Promise," Tadase tolder her, hooking her pinky with his own.
-Michi Travel Station-
Nagihiko stood at the Michi Travel Station, waiting for the next train. He sighed and checked his watch once again.
"Ishida-san?" the violet-haired boy walked over to a man he'd seen come to the station nightly. "Do you know when the next train from Hokkaido will be arriving?"
"It should be here in a few minutes, son," the elderly man said, "Are you looking for someone?"
"A professor for my college should be here soon," the violet-haired male answered, before the elderly man began pacing around the station.
Nagihiko sighed and looked up, only for his breath to catch at the sight of a young girl standing atop a hill just opposite the station platform.
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She had wavy dark-blonde hair falling to mid-thigh that was kept back with a black ribbon, a fair complexion, and honey-coloured eyes. She was petite and looked like she stood at Nagihiko's collarbone.
She wore a simple strapless yellow dress with a skirt that flared out at the hips and a white sash tie into a bow at her hip. One her small feet were a simple pair of flats.
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"Ishida-san," Nagihiko asked, not taking his eyes off of the girl, "Who is that?"
"Hmm?" the elderly man sounded before looking in the direction Nagihiko's violet eyes pointed to. "Oh! That would be Mashiro Rima. She comes here quite often." And with that, he walked off again.
"Rima," Nagihiko whispered under his breath, trying out the name.
Suddenly the train came, blocking his view of the girl. He was so focused on trying to catch another glimpse of Rima that he never noticed the very person he'd come to pick up get off of the train.
"Boy!" the man called, gaining the violet-haired boy's attention. "Are you the student from Katashi that was sent to escort me?"
"Yes, Sir, " Nagihiko ran over, taking his luggage from the man.
The professor walked out of the station and Nagihiko was about to do the same, but instead turned back once the train left to see Rima going down the hill beyond his sight.
-Roof of Dorm Building-
"I can't get her out my head," Kukai said, sitting up, holding Utau's coat in his arms. "I've never felt this way about anyone before. I want to talk to her and figure out my feelings. What about the both of you?"
"I love Yaya," Tadase admitted, "I think I always did, but I was also just a friend for her all these years. I want her to see that I love her."
"And you?" Kukai asked Nagihiko.
The violet-haired boy smiled ruefully. "I'm going to think of her as the dream that never came true."
"What!" Kukai exclaimed.
"Why?" Tadase asked.
"The both of you might not remember," Nagihiko got up and began pacing, "but I remember every word of Headmaster Hinamori's speech. 'If you break the rules of Katashi, you will be expelled immediately'."
"Sometimes people can go a little overboard on speeches, Nagi," Kukai chuckled. "You don't have to take everything so seriously."
"Hinamori Tsumugu always means what he says," the violet-haired male told them in a serious tone. "He's already done it once and he will do it again."
Tadase and Kukai looked at each other, confused. "He's done what earlier?" Tadase asked.
"It's a very famous story," Nagihiko said, turning to his friends. "There used to be a student here many years ago. He was brilliant; everyone thought would go on to become something great in life." The violet-haired boy walked over to his friends. "But he made the mistake of break a rule of Katashi: He fell in love. Hinamori Tsumugu expelled him without ever seeing nor meeting him. And as you know, once you've been expelled from here, you can never get admission elsewhere. Today, no one knows where he is, how he is, or what he's doing. And as for the girl he loved, she committed suicide." Nagihiko looked Tadase and Kukai straight in the eyes. "She was Hinamori Tsumugu's only daughter."
Tadase and Kukai looked at each other in shock.
"Many thought that this would soften Hinamori Tsumugu's heart," Nagihiko continued. "But they were wrong. The death of his only and beloved daughter just made him even tougher than he already was. So, no, I won't do something to make this dream come true. I'm strong, but not even I'm strong enough to fight Hinamori Tsumugu." And with that, he bade his friends goodnight and went off to bed.
"I guess we were destined to only be friends," Tadase smiled regretfully, looking at the picture he always carried with him.
"Then I guess Utau will have to wait," Kukai looked at the coat he held. "At least until someone comes to save us from Hinamori Tsumugu."
AN: GAH! This was waaay too long, but it had to be done...
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