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AN: Well, here's the next chapter. Minoru = Major Khanna
Okay, I don't know if I've mentioned this, but some characters will be a bit OOC. Nikaido, I remember as a goofy dude who has his serious moments. But in this, he'll be all-around goofy, but who knows? He just might become serious, even if for just a moment.
And yeah, I know this is an update after a long absence, but seriously, I have a lot of work to do, not to mention the fact that I got sick!
Enjoy the chapter!
~Love Stories~
oOThe Downsides of LoveOo
"Yue-san, do you know what you are asking for?" Tsumugu's asked as he gathered the necessary papers and books he needed for today. "Have you forgotten the rules of Katashi already?"
"Sir, take a moment to at least think about the situation at hand," Yoru said in his light baritone voice.
"Yue-san," Tsumugu continued to shuffled papers around, "You are asking me to allow a student of Katashi to partake in a part-time job. Unacceptable!"
"Sir," Yoru said once more, "Tadase's father has only recently died. His mother does all she can to provide for him and his grandmother who is laid up in bed. He believes that by getting a job, he can at least help out with the costs. And I believe that we should at least help him this much." He followed Tsumugu out of his office.
Outside, Tadase stood up straight in the presence of the Headmaster. "Good morning, Sir," the blonde greeted.
"Good morning," Tsumugu said coldly.
"Sir," Yoru said once more as the bronze-haired man walked away.
Tsumugu stopped and turned his head in the direction Tadase stood in. "You must be back every night by ten o'clock." And with that, he continue on his way again.
"Thank you, Sir," Tadase called.
"I don't like changes, Yue-san," Tsumugu said loudly.
"I know you don't, Sir," Yoru smirked.
"You're the best Yue-sensei!" Tadase grinned at the music teacher.
Yoru only winked.
-Suzuki; Nikaido's Café-
Tadase carried a tray laden with food and drinks as he carried it over to the customers that ordered the items.
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He wore a white short-sleeved button-down shirt with a yellow plaid pattern on it, a pair of beige workpants with an yellow apron over it, a pair of black sneakers and a black cap on his head.
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Suddenly, a man jumped out from behind the counter.
"How can one live without love?
How can one die unloved?" The man sung while the rest of the café clapped and watched the man as though this were a normal occurrence. Tadase could only gaze at the man in bemusement.
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Yuu Nikaido man had messy orange hair hanging down to a an inch or two past his shoulders, light-honey eyes, and a slightly tanned complexion. He stood a good three inches taller than Tadase.
He wore a pair of beige shorts, a navy-blue short-sleeved button-down with a black vest over it, a pair of brown open-toed sandals, and a pair of wire-rimmed glasses were perched on his nose crookedly.
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"Sweeter than sugar; Love, love!
More sour than pickled plums; Love, love!" The orange-haired man continued singing and danced around the café in the middle of the small circle that had formed around him.
"This is love. Yes, love, love!
This is love. Yes, love, lo—" he stopped abruptly, his arms still in the air as he stared off in the direction in front of him.
"Nikaido-san," a man from the crowd said, "why did you stop?"
"Yukari-san has arrived!" Nikaido grinned and nodded in front of him.
And sure enough, there was a woman walking down the street, humming to herself as she typed away on her cell phone.
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Sanjo Yukari had curly reddish-burgundy hair that fell to her shoulders, a light-peach complexion, and startling cerulean eyes. Without the hells she wore, she would most likely stand at Nikaido's shoulder
She wore an off-white skirt that fell to her knees a dark-blue sleeveless collared v-neck shirt, and a pair of dark-blue pumps. A pair of wire-rimmed glasses similar to Nikaido's sat perfectly on her nose.
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"You came close and smiled at me."
Yukari stopped and gasped angrily. She looked in the direction of the singing and saw Nikaido acting like a loon.
"You filled my life with sweet dreams
Now my heart doesn't listen to me
Oh, what can I do
Something's happening in my heart!" Nikaido sang as he went and danced around a furious Yukari.
Suddenly, the burgundy-haired woman's face lit up and smiled sweetly at Nikaido as she fluttered her eye lashes.
Catching the look, Nikaido returned it with a big grin of his own and walked over to Yukari.
"Tell me, Nikaido," Yukari drawled almost bashfully, "does something happen to you?"
"Yes, ma'am," the orange-haired man answered, a lovesick smile on his face.
"Where?" Yukari asked.
"Here," Nikaido put his hand on his heart.
"I feel something, too," Yukari said with a false smile.
"Where?" Nikaido asked.
"Here," the burgundy-haired woman patted the palm of her hand.
And in that instant, the orange-haired male turned away from the woman in front of him with a whimper and a hand on his cheek. He remembered the slap she gave him not two days before.
"Did you remember something, Yuu-san?" Yukari asked innocently.
"Yes, ma'am," Nikaido answered sourly, "I remember."
"Then do you feel anything anymore?" Yukari questioned.
"No, ma'am," Nikaido replied.
"Very good!" Yukari smiled at him before it turned into an angry scowl. "Eat sugar and die! I've told you not to mess around with me!"
The orange-haired man could only watch the woman stalk away before he started dancing again.
"This is love, love! This is love, love!" He sang.
-Ayaka Girl's Academy; Headmistress' Office-
Headmistress Hino Natsuki sat at her desk, applying a fresh coat of make-up to her face.
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She had dirty-blonde hair cut short to just above her shoulders, a peach complexion, and a pair of reddish-brown eyes.
She wore a white long-sleeved blouse underneath a brown sleeveless dress that went down to mid-calf, a pair of sheer-black stockings encased her legs before her feet were adorned with a pair of black pumps.
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A knock come from the door.
"Oh Kami!" Natsuki whispered as she quickly gathered up her make-up and such and shoved them into a drawer. She quickly put on her glasses, took up a pen and looked down at a notepad on her desk. "Come in," she said sternly.
"You sent for me, Ma'am?" Utau asked, stepping into the Headmistress' office.
"Yes," Natsuki replied. "Your cousin Takuto is here to see you. Now normally I wouldn't allow visitors, but he's brought along something of yours that he thought you'd need. Go on and meet him, but remember that I do not want this happening again."
"Yes, Ma'am," Utau answered before opening the door to the waiting room and going in.
"Hel-YOU!" The blonde girl exclaimed. "What are YOU doing here!"
It was Kukai, but not dressed as he usually was. He wore a simple dark-grey suit with a pair of faux-glasses perched on his nose and his hair slicked back.
"Jeez! Talk any louder, why don't ya!" Kukai shushed the blonde. "And I'm not stalking you, if that's what you're thinking," he added, when he saw the violet-eyed girl open her mouth.
"I'm only here to return this," Kukai held out the trench coat she'd left behind. "You left it that day I caught you on Katashi grounds."
Surprised, Utau took the coat from him and watched the boy in front of her.
"Look," Kukai rubbed the back of his neck, "I know we didn't start off on the right foot. But would it be okay to at least be friends?"
"Never," Utau scoffed.
"Why not?" he asked.
"Doesn't matter," Utau snorted, "I'll never be friends with someone like you!"
Hearing the raised voice, Headmistress Hino looked into the waiting room through the viewing window with a raised eyebrow.
Keeping a false smile on his lips, Kukai whispered to her, "Smile and just hug me like your glad to see me, if you don't want your Headmistress to get suspicious."
Utau was about to turn away when the chestnut-haired boy spoke again. "You might want to just do what I say unless you want your morning visits to Katashi known..."
Eyes widening, she quickly did as he said and hugged him. She scowled and let a growl pass her lips.
-Suzuki Town Library-
Nagihiko hid behind a bookshelf and just listened to Rima read to the children like she always did. He closed his eyes and lost himself in her soft voice.
"Why do you always hide behind the shelves?" Rima asked.
Nagihiko started when he realized that it was him Rima was addressing.
"Sorry," Nagihiko said sheepishly. "I just didn't want to make you uncomfortable or anything. I know you usually read to the kids, so I thought that my being there might not be such a good idea. So I just listen to the stories."
Rim didn't answer; she only continued to pack away her things.
"I hope you'll excuse me for asking," Nagihiko apologized. "But I saw you at the Station a few nights ago and I couldn't help but wonder why?" He then backtracked quickly after realizing just how he might have sounded. "You don't have to answer, if you're not comf—"
Rima stiffened before turning to him with a blank look on her face. "You saw the girl," she spoke, "but maybe you didn't see the beautiful dress she wore, or the ring on her finger. It was the anniversary of my engagement; I was waiting for my fiancée."
(AN: In the film, the girl Rima is representing, had been married for two years, meaning that she'd have been married at around sixteen, or even fifteen. But now, as I know that it's a little disturbing to think of people marrying at such a young age nowadays, I decided to have Rima be engaged instead.)
And with that, she left the violet-haired boy standing there with a shocked look on his face.
-Nikaido's Café-
Tadase retrieved another order to deliver when he saw her.
Yaya was walking down the crowded plaza, checking her watch, a frustrated look on her face.
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She wore a pair of red short-shorts, a short-sleeved blouse with the bottom knotted to just above her bellybutton, and a pair of open-toed heels adorned her feet.
Her hair was left down with a small section pinned up at the side with a jeweled barrette and there was just the slightest hint of make-up on her face.
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The blonde frowned for a moment, before shaking his head. 'Just go up and tell her,' Tadase told himself. 'Forget friendship for just today.'
And so the blonde was making his way over to his childhod friend and newfound crush, when an electric-blue sports car blocked his path.
A boy about Tadase's age jumped out of the car and made his way towards Yaya.
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He had bright-red spiky hair that went down to his shoulders with his bangs falling messily into his dark-chestnut eyes. He had a slightly tanned complexion and stood a good three inches taller than Tadase.
He wore a white muscle shirt with a pair of dark-wash jeans and a pair of black sneakers.
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"Hey, Babe," the redhead said smoothly, going over to hug Yaya, but was brushed off by the girl.
Tadase froze, his eyes widening in shock.
"Where have you been, Taro?" Yaya asked. "Yay-I've been waiting for the past half-hour from the back street over there!"
'Did she just talk in first person?' Tadase wondered. 'She's never done that before, so why now?'
"Hey, I'm sorry, Babe," Taro apologized.
"What 'sorry', Taro?" Yaya turned away from the redhead, a slight scowl on her face. "Don't you care about other people's time?"
"I just wanted to stop and grab a little gift for my girl," Taro replied, holding out a small box in front of her.
Yaya just gave him a bland look before opening the box slowly, revealing ruby pendant in the shape of a bow on a thin, silver chain.
"Last time," Yaya smiled at Taro before telling him to put the necklace on for her.
"Oh, Tadase!" Yaya exclaimed, finally noticing her blonde friend. "Come here, I want you to meet someone. Taro, this is Tadase, Yay-my oldest and best friend. Tadase this is Taro, the love of Yay-my life."
As she'd been speaking, Tadase noticed something odd about her speech, but couldn't put his finger on what sounded different other than her speaking in first person rather than the third person he'd grown used to hearing.
"Nice to meet you, man," Taro shook hands with Tadase. "So this your restaurant?"
"No,"Tadase smiled lightly, "I work here."
"You work here?" Taro asked, in disbelief. "As in you're a waiter here?"
Tadase nodded.
A beeping noise filled the air and the redhead took out his cellphone and glanced at the screen.
"Sorry, I need to take this," Taro apologized, walking away a few feet, his phone pressed up to his ear.
"Come on, Tadase," Yaya ordered, "go and get changed. We're here to pick you up; you, Taro and Yay-I are going with some of Taro's friends to see a movie!"
'That's it!' Tadase thought, coming to a realization. 'She's trying to speak in first person but is subconsciously still using third person out of habit!'
"I can't, Yaya," Tadase told his friend, trying not to let his sorrow show, "I have work to do here and then I need to get back to school. Headmaster's orders."
Seeing that he wouldn't budge from his decision, Yaya relented and waved goodbye as she and Taro drove off in his sports car.
'I guess I was too late,' the blonde thought, sullenly.
-Katashi Gazebo; That Night-
Kukai, Tadase, and Nagihiko each stood inside the gazebo where their new music teacher taught, talking about what happened with Yaya earlier.
"So what are you going to do now?" The chestnut-haired boy asked his blonde roommate.
"Nothing," Tadase sighed as Nagihiko placed a hand on his should in silent support. "I'll just never see her again and forget about her."
"Wonderful!" a smooth voice replied sardonically. "Very good! You're definitely on the right track. If I'm not mistaken, this is also the very same girl that you crossed the gates for the other day, right?" Yoru walked out of the shadows and slowly stepped towards the trio. "And now you want to forget her because she loves someone else. Very good! You've done the right thing."
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Tonight, Yoru wore a pair of beige slacks, a polo-neck sweater and a pair of brown casual shoes. And right there shining right above his collarbone above his sweater was a thin gold chain with a lock and a key hanging from it, each having a crystal four-leaf clover design on them in some way or another.
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Tadase avoided looking at his teacher, as did his friends.
"Excuse me, sir," Nagihiko cut in, "But there are some people in the world that fall in love, but their love isn't reciprocated. Not everyone has your luck in love."
At this, Yoru looked up at the violet-haired male with a bitter gaze. "I hope and pray every single day that no one has my luck," the blue-haired man told Nagihiko. "Especially not the three of you."He walked over to stand in front of Tadase. "At least Tadase can love someone he can see, whose laughter he can hear, who he can talk to...I can't even do that." He smirked bitterly.
"Why not, sir?" Kukai asked in a soft tone.
"Because the girl I love is no more," Yoru smiled softly. "She's dead."
The trio looked at each other with a shocked glance. "I'm sorry for your loss, sir," Nagihiko offered.
"Don't be," the blue-haired man cut in, "I'm not. I didn't fall in love with her on the condition that she would live longer than I. There are no conditions in love, so there should be no regrets." He paced around the gazebo, ignoring the gazes of the trio behind him. "So what if she's not with me today? I still love her the same way. Not because I can't find someone else to love, but because loving her makes me happy. All I need to do is close my eyes and there she will be."
He stopped and looked to the blonde boy. "Tadase, you didn't fall in love with her on the condition that she would love you back. Don't let love go so easily." Yoru looked to each face of the trio. "Love is just like life. It doesn't always bring us happiness and it's definitely never easy. But why should we stop loving if we don't stop living?"
Just then, a loud ringing filled the air, signaling lights out.
"Sorry for the long lecture," Yoru chuckled. "Get on to bed or all of you love stories will be put to an end if Hinamori Tsumugu finds you out here."
The trio bade their music teach 'goodnight' before walking off and leaving the blue-haired man standing in the gazebo.
He closed his tanzanite eyes and heard a voice speaking to him, not seeing the glow of the lock and key around his neck.
"Love is just like life," a soft, feminine voice spoke, "it isn't always easy and nor does it always bring us happiness. But why should we stop loving, if we don't stop living?"
Tanzanite eyes opened as he felt a hand on his shoulder. Taking it within his own, he gently tugged the person on the other end until they were in front of him.
"Yo," Yoru greeted, kissing the knuckles of the hand he held.
"Hi," the girl whose hand he held, greeted back.
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She had cotton-candy pink hair that hung down to mid back, a pale complexion, and bright golden eyes. Her being was covered in head to toe with a soft, white glow that only enhanced her beauty.
She wore a magenta off-shoulder dress that hugged her torso and flared out at her hips to mid-calf with elbow-length flared sleeves, a simple pair of black heels adorned her feet, and around her neck hung the very lock that was around Yoru's. Without the heels, she'd stand as high as Yoru's collarbone.
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"Did I make you wait, Kitten?" Yoru whispered, smirking as she turned away from him in mock-annoyance.
He looped his arms around her waist and pulled her close to him. "I'm sorry," he murmured in her ear.
"It's okay," the pinkette replied in mock-anger.
Smirking slyly, he leaned over and bit her ear.
"AHH! PERVERTED COSPLAYING IDIOT!" the girl screeched as she turned around to face the blue-haired male, clutching her ear, face red.
(AN: Well, that kind of ruined the moment, didn't it? XD )
"Aww," Yoru mock-whined. "You're still calling me that? And why 'cosplaying' anyway?"
"Because you're a perverted idiot that I somehow fell in love with!" the pinkette shouted. "And the cosplaying thing was because of that incident!"
"You can't still be holding that against me, can you?" Yoru asked in disbelief.
"I can and I will!" she said stubbornly, crossing her arms over her chest.
Yoru quickly thought about how he could calm her down and his face lit up a few seconds later, signaling that he had a plan.
"Dance?" he asked, holding out a hand.
The girl looked at his hand and then at Yoru before nodding eagerly, giving him a bright smile. She took his hand and with that, the two began swaying to an imaginary melody.
-Nikaido's Café; The Next Day-
SMACK!
The sound echoed throughout the now silent café as Kukai held his cheek, stunned, while he looked at Utau.
"That was for hugging me the other day," the blonde-haired girl growled. "I know exactly what guys like you are like, but this time, you've messed with the wrong girl! My name is HOSHINA UTAU, and if I wanted to, I could employ a hundred guys like you to work for me. So the next time you go to fool around with any girl, remember this slap and me!" She turned to her friends behind her. "Come on, girls, let's go."
'She really can't believe that all guys are like that, right?' Kukai thought, still holding his cheek. 'I know I'm not like that. I just asked to be her friend! It's not like I confessed my undying love to her, which I want to do, but still!' The chestnut-haired boy smirked, hand slipping from his cheek. 'If that's the way Little Miss Popstar's going to be, then let's even out the playing field!'
"Hey, are you—" Tadase began, but was silence by a gesture from Kukai.
"Excuse me?" Kukai said in a serious voice with an expression to match. Tadase thought it was odd seeing his friend like that, but decided to watch and see what he'd do. If neeed, he'd go in and stop Kukai from doing something foolish.
Utau sighed angrily and turned to face Kukai. "What?"
"I think you're being a little rude, Popstar," The chestnut-haired boy spoke, continuing on through Utau's indignant gasp, "I only asked you if we could be friends. I never flirted with you and i never acted in any way that offended you." He smirked coldly at the glances Utau got from her friends. 'Looks like Popstar, here told her friends a different story.' "Sure, I snuck into your school, but that was to return something you left behind one day. And you think you can flaunt your money around? Then maybe you should've thought before slapping the son of one of the most powerful men in Japan."
Utau's eyes widened in shock and glint of fear shone in her violet orbs.
"My name is Hayashi Kukai," he continued, "And I think you'll find that neither am I like other guys, but flauting your money around like that will only create more enemies, not the distance you want." And with that, he walked off back to his table, leaving a shocked Utau and co. standing behind him.
"Come on, Utau, let's go," a friend of Utau's said quietly, dragging her off in another direction.
"Wow," Tadase said in awe, "I didn't know you're this rich!"
Kukai gave his roommate a bland look. "If I was really that rich, do you think I'd be a waiter's friend?"
"What?" confused ruby eyes looked into lime–green ones. "What are you talking about?"
"My dad's a fitness trainer," Kukai told Tadase, walking over to the counter and ordering a drink to go.
"WHAT?" Tadase exclaimed. "Then what was all that back there?"
"I had to shut the rich girl up, so I just made myself richer than her," Kukai shrugged. "Hey, are all beautiful girls this snooty?"
"Well," the blonde boy said cautiously, "since they're beautiful and if they know it, they're definitely bound to be a little proud..."
"Is your Yaya like this?" Kukai asked, slyly grinning.
"What!" the ruby-eyed male exclaimed. "No way! She's really sweet."
"The she MUST be ugly," Kukai said casually, mentally counting down to the inevitable eruption.
3...
Tadase looked at Kukai confused.
2...
Just then, he processed just what his friend said and glared at the lime-green eyed boy.
...1!
"I'll kill you, Kukai!" Tadase shouted, chasing his laughing roommate out of the café.
-Michi Travel Station; That Night-
"I first saw young Rima on this very platform when I moved here," Ishida Kaoru told Nagihiko, "she'd just come home from her engagement celebration. Unfortunately, that was also the last time I saw her happy."
(AN: I'm way too lazy to try and describe how Ishida Kaoru looks, so just imagine a sweet, elderly man)
"Her fiancé went missing not days after their engagement. Rumors had spread that her fiancé was never in agreement with the engagement enforced by his parents and eloped with the girl he'd fallen in love with."
Kaoru sighed. "And that was two years ago. Since then, she has gone about living as a good, engaged young girl. Sometimes I feel that Rima knows those rumors to be true, but ignores them all for her father, Major Mashiro Minoru. She has a widowed older brother, Tsukasa, who is also her only friend, He also has a daughter, a sweet girl named, Ami. With her, Rima becomes a child; Ami is the light in her darkness. After all, she is only seventeen and she deserves some happines on her own. And I sincerely hope that I live to see that day."
After Kaoru had finished telling him about Rima, Naghiko managed to procure the address to her home and watched her interact with her family.
(AN: Sounds kind of like a stalker, doesn't he?)
"I promise you, Ishida-san," Nagihiko whispered as he watched Rima laugh and play with Ami, "Rima will get the happiness she deserves."
AN: Yeesh! This turned out waaaay longer than I originally thought it would! But at least I got it done, seeing as I haven't had much motivation to write, adding to the fact that I have a lot of work to do and I'm sick.
Thanks for reading!
Ciao,
TsukyioTenshi