Some
things will never change.
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Fushigi Yuugi characters Soi and Nakago are creations of the amazing Yuu
Watase; reincarnations Sanziko and Kitsune came from my imagination of
depression. So I don't know exactly how you put a disclaimer to that – my first
Soi/Nakago fanfic. Please read and review!!! Peace. */
Where the hell is she? Sanziko
was carrying his lunch tray in the middle of the cafeteria, looking for the
girl with chestnut hair.
There
she is! His eyes were locked on a girl sitting alone at the far end of the
room save for a calculator, yellow sheet, and a sketchpad. Wow, I didn't
realize she was this studious. He walked toward her table.
"Hi,
feeling better?" Sanziko smiled as he tried to make conversation.
"I
have enough people teasing me, thank you very much."
This
caught Sanziko caught off-guard. "I, uh, just wanted to ask how you were. I'm
sorry if I offended you. Could we start over?" He gave her one of his famous
smiles.
Kitsune
gathered her things and motioned as if to stand up. "Look, I already know I'm
not pretty, OK? I don't need you rubbing it in by this show of pity," she said
slowly, trying hard to keep back the tears. "Go back to your basketball team or
school council or whatever else it is that you do." And with that she turned to
walk out of the cafeteria.
Was
it something I said? My hair? My tone? Why does she keep running away from me? Sanziko
was at a crossroads on what to do. Do I follow her? She'll just snap at me
again… that's a first. Girls are always so receptive to me… do I just forget
about her? He looked back to the table his friends were occupying where
they were quite boisterous.
Nah,
I have to.
Kitsune
stood by the shelf, looking for a chemistry book. What was it? Molecules in
Motion or Moving Molecules? Sheesh… who am I kidding, I can't think. She
bumped her head onto the wooden shelf. Sanziko tries to talk to you and you
walk out on him, fool! What? As if he really wanted to be seen talking with me,
he was probably just acting on a bet or something. At this thought, she
broke down.
There's
her stuff. Now where could she be? Sanziko walked through the shelves,
searching for a sign of Kitsune. He ran his fingers through his short wavy
blond hair as he tried to figure out what he would say: Hi Kitsune. I'm
sorry. By the way, I'm Sanziko. Crap. I'm really sorry Kitsune I can be such a
jerk sometimes. Too humble. Kitsu—
His
thoughts were disturbed by soft sobs nearby. He ran to follow the sound.
He
saw Kitsune sitting on the ground looking like… looking like a broken
flower. My white flower.
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