Untitled - Angelic Layer
A happy smile, a carefree laugh. She's in all senses a very happy girl and you could see that she
was a very good person with an honest heart. A bit naïve at times but that's what makes her such a
wonderful person.
How can I feel these feelings for someone I've known for such a short amount of time? The moment I
met her I felt as if I knew her and it wasn't because of her lively openness either. This was something
happened instantly. I don't know if she feels it too but when she said hello... I felt something. I'll have
to thank my sister when she's old enough to understand, not just mimicing adults.
But that's not the real problem, the real problem is that I have a feeling that Tamayo will have a problem
if she finds out that I have feelings for Misaki. We've been close since we were little. She's been my
oldest friend, sparring partner or the better phrase would be "personal punching bag." I knew
underneath all her bravado was someone who had feelings too afraid to let surface.
What shall I do? I noticed that everytime I try to have a conversation with Misaki, Tamayo interrupts.
I secretly suspect she knows...
But she's my oldest friend. My teacher. I remember the day we met well, it is one of my oldest
memories...
* * * *
"Hey!" a girl exclaimed.
Kotarou was sitting outside his home playing with his truck when a shadow suddently blocked the
sunlight. Kotaru looked up from his toy, a five year old girl with brass hair looked down at him. She
stood over him, her fists resting on her hips, feet spread apart, and a secure almost smug smile on
her face.
"Want to play?" she asked.
He shrugged. He was content with his truck and the little patch of dirt he had dug up.
As if satisfied by his answer the girl dragged him into her house and into a large room. The room was
wooden with a smooth wood floor. It looked large and long from their position at the threshold of the
door. It seemed to have an aura of serenity and power. Kotarou was almost afraid to follow the girl
in. But the beauty of the room outweighted that fear.
"Wahhh!" Kotarou said, "Is it all right to be here?"
The girl grinned, "Of course!" she eyed him, "Ready?"
"For?" he asked confused.
Suddently he found himself falling to the ground, the wind knocked out of him as he tried to blink the
stars out of his eyes. The girl was pinning him to the ground!
"Itai!" he exclaimed wincing.
"Tsk, tsk didn't they teach you anything?" she said.
"Who? Teach me what?" he asked.
She laughed, "All right," she picked him up from the ground and let him stand and catch his breath, "I'll
show you how to block 'kay? That way you won't get knocked down flat."
He nodded.
She showed him how to center his weight, to tense his muscles and position his feet to make him
immovable. She would position his feet with her hands and straighten his back as if he was made of
clay. When he mastered the stance she nodded her approval.
"Ano?" he asked half afraid to speak while she walked around him.
"Yes?" she asked.
"What's your name?" he asked.
"Tamayo!" she exclaimed.
"Tamayo-san?" he said.
"Call me Tamayo-chan." she said with a grin. "Everybody calls me that."
"But I'm supposed to be polite!" he exclaimed.
"Tamayo! Tamayo is fine!" she said.
"Haii~" he said.
"You?"
"Me?" he asked confused.
"Your name silly." she said.
"Kotaro." he said.
"Kotaro-chan!" she said with a smile.
"Kotaro-kun." he corrected as he tried to maintain his balance.
"Kotaro-chan sound so much cuter." she said. "Now..." she moved to stand next to him, "We block like
this." and moved her arms.
He followed her movements.
"Good." she said with a nod. "You'll be my student, Kotaru-chan."
* * * *
We were good friends since then. Learning karate from each other and being each other's friends. (I
didn't mind being your punching bag. I knew you'd never harm me.) But things are changing. I don't
know if you'll like it either. I knew that underneath all those head locks and pretzel moves there was a
touch of insecurity.
We're in Junior High now... almost adults, but not yet. We can still hold on to our childhood a bit more.
For now let's just cheer each other on, and when the time comes, I'll cross that bridge. I'll enjoy being
friends for now, creating memories and dreaming about the future together. All three of us.
-----
Hmmm I wrote this as an introspective Kotarou piece. But somehow midway through writing about
how he waxes poetic about Misaki I had another little brainstorm. I wanted to write how Kotarou
and Tamayo met. I'm assuming that Tamayo learned her karate from somewhere else (in this case
from her family). I'm going off on a limb and assuming lots of things here. i.e. Kotarou didn't start
learning karate until Tamayo taught him, Tamayo knows more karate than he does, and various
relationship situations (KotarouxMisaki, KotarouxTamayo, etc.) To be honest I could be wrong
on all counts but its cute anyways. ^^ Corrections would be nice since I'd like to keep with this
idea and edit it.
I kinda wanted Oujirou and Misaki to be a couple but reading the cute alpha chapter at the end of vol
4 sort of dashed my hopes. ^^;; I secretly suspect Tamayo knows that Kotarou has feelings for
Misaki. I also think Tamayo has feelings for Kotarou too. But that's just me. ^^;; I also think that
Tamayo is the better at karate than Kotarou ^^;
I also think Icchansan is... ^_~ I better leave that alone.
Written with 10 minutes to spare. Enjoy I think I need to rewrite it.
Stephanie
+ rurichan.pitas.com ~ blog +
+ "Sanity returns (in most cases) when the book is closed." - LeGuin +
A happy smile, a carefree laugh. She's in all senses a very happy girl and you could see that she
was a very good person with an honest heart. A bit naïve at times but that's what makes her such a
wonderful person.
How can I feel these feelings for someone I've known for such a short amount of time? The moment I
met her I felt as if I knew her and it wasn't because of her lively openness either. This was something
happened instantly. I don't know if she feels it too but when she said hello... I felt something. I'll have
to thank my sister when she's old enough to understand, not just mimicing adults.
But that's not the real problem, the real problem is that I have a feeling that Tamayo will have a problem
if she finds out that I have feelings for Misaki. We've been close since we were little. She's been my
oldest friend, sparring partner or the better phrase would be "personal punching bag." I knew
underneath all her bravado was someone who had feelings too afraid to let surface.
What shall I do? I noticed that everytime I try to have a conversation with Misaki, Tamayo interrupts.
I secretly suspect she knows...
But she's my oldest friend. My teacher. I remember the day we met well, it is one of my oldest
memories...
* * * *
"Hey!" a girl exclaimed.
Kotarou was sitting outside his home playing with his truck when a shadow suddently blocked the
sunlight. Kotaru looked up from his toy, a five year old girl with brass hair looked down at him. She
stood over him, her fists resting on her hips, feet spread apart, and a secure almost smug smile on
her face.
"Want to play?" she asked.
He shrugged. He was content with his truck and the little patch of dirt he had dug up.
As if satisfied by his answer the girl dragged him into her house and into a large room. The room was
wooden with a smooth wood floor. It looked large and long from their position at the threshold of the
door. It seemed to have an aura of serenity and power. Kotarou was almost afraid to follow the girl
in. But the beauty of the room outweighted that fear.
"Wahhh!" Kotarou said, "Is it all right to be here?"
The girl grinned, "Of course!" she eyed him, "Ready?"
"For?" he asked confused.
Suddently he found himself falling to the ground, the wind knocked out of him as he tried to blink the
stars out of his eyes. The girl was pinning him to the ground!
"Itai!" he exclaimed wincing.
"Tsk, tsk didn't they teach you anything?" she said.
"Who? Teach me what?" he asked.
She laughed, "All right," she picked him up from the ground and let him stand and catch his breath, "I'll
show you how to block 'kay? That way you won't get knocked down flat."
He nodded.
She showed him how to center his weight, to tense his muscles and position his feet to make him
immovable. She would position his feet with her hands and straighten his back as if he was made of
clay. When he mastered the stance she nodded her approval.
"Ano?" he asked half afraid to speak while she walked around him.
"Yes?" she asked.
"What's your name?" he asked.
"Tamayo!" she exclaimed.
"Tamayo-san?" he said.
"Call me Tamayo-chan." she said with a grin. "Everybody calls me that."
"But I'm supposed to be polite!" he exclaimed.
"Tamayo! Tamayo is fine!" she said.
"Haii~" he said.
"You?"
"Me?" he asked confused.
"Your name silly." she said.
"Kotaro." he said.
"Kotaro-chan!" she said with a smile.
"Kotaro-kun." he corrected as he tried to maintain his balance.
"Kotaro-chan sound so much cuter." she said. "Now..." she moved to stand next to him, "We block like
this." and moved her arms.
He followed her movements.
"Good." she said with a nod. "You'll be my student, Kotaru-chan."
* * * *
We were good friends since then. Learning karate from each other and being each other's friends. (I
didn't mind being your punching bag. I knew you'd never harm me.) But things are changing. I don't
know if you'll like it either. I knew that underneath all those head locks and pretzel moves there was a
touch of insecurity.
We're in Junior High now... almost adults, but not yet. We can still hold on to our childhood a bit more.
For now let's just cheer each other on, and when the time comes, I'll cross that bridge. I'll enjoy being
friends for now, creating memories and dreaming about the future together. All three of us.
-----
Hmmm I wrote this as an introspective Kotarou piece. But somehow midway through writing about
how he waxes poetic about Misaki I had another little brainstorm. I wanted to write how Kotarou
and Tamayo met. I'm assuming that Tamayo learned her karate from somewhere else (in this case
from her family). I'm going off on a limb and assuming lots of things here. i.e. Kotarou didn't start
learning karate until Tamayo taught him, Tamayo knows more karate than he does, and various
relationship situations (KotarouxMisaki, KotarouxTamayo, etc.) To be honest I could be wrong
on all counts but its cute anyways. ^^ Corrections would be nice since I'd like to keep with this
idea and edit it.
I kinda wanted Oujirou and Misaki to be a couple but reading the cute alpha chapter at the end of vol
4 sort of dashed my hopes. ^^;; I secretly suspect Tamayo knows that Kotarou has feelings for
Misaki. I also think Tamayo has feelings for Kotarou too. But that's just me. ^^;; I also think that
Tamayo is the better at karate than Kotarou ^^;
I also think Icchansan is... ^_~ I better leave that alone.
Written with 10 minutes to spare. Enjoy I think I need to rewrite it.
Stephanie
+ rurichan.pitas.com ~ blog +
+ "Sanity returns (in most cases) when the book is closed." - LeGuin +