The Story Of Akira Sendoh And I
Chapter Eleven
"You Made Me Really Worried"
As soon as I got out of my room, fully dressed, I got the shock of my life when I saw a very angry Akira storming towards me with a black look on his face. I shuddered slightly at how big a difference his current face was compared to his usual smiles and happy expression.
The moment he reached me, he grabbed me by the arms very tightly and started yelling at me.
"Why did you run off? Why didn't you go to classes just now? Why didn't you attend basketball practice? Do you know how worried everyone was? Do you know how worried I was? Don't you care about me?" he shouted in a rather shaky voice, gripping my arms so tightly I felt tears coming into my eyes. But I still remained silent.
"Sakura.. Answer me. please.," he said, now in a softer voice than before. He released my arms.
I looked at him. I was surprised to see unshed tears glistening in his eyes. I immediately felt my heart soften at that.
"You really care about me, don't you?" I whispered, brushing the tears away from his eyes. Without warning, he hugged me.
"You don't know how much I do. You made me really worried, you know. I was afraid something bad might have happened to you. Especially since you were away for so long. You.. had.. me.. so.. worried.," he said, shoulders shaking slightly. I could tell that he was crying. I felt a pang of guilt stab my heart. I had made the one who loves me so much worried.
I brought him into my room and we sat on the bed. I comforted him and finally he stopped crying. Then, he locked me in another fiery, passionate kiss and fell back on the bed. We were interrupted by a weird growling sound. The kiss broke off and Akira looked at me apologetically.
"Sorry. I hadn't eaten anything since lunch and I'm really hungry, you know."
I smiled and bounded off the bed.
"Then, come on! Let's go to the kitchen and prepare dinner for ourselves!"
Akira looked as excited as a little boy getting a Christmas present at the prospect of actually cooking(no, not sandwiches). He eagerly followed me downstairs to the kitchen.
I cooked fried sausages with mushrooms, Italian style. After eating, I still didn't feel full as there was no dessert, my favorite part of the meal. Akira felt the same, too, so we decided to take another night off and started baking a cherry clafouti. It was very fun baking and eating it and I might want to throw in the fact that it was very delicious.
Then, as there still was time, we revised a little and then retired to my room for some -err- hot.. passionate.. wonderful.. kissing.. We actually fell on the bed once again and continued kissing with him on top of me. We only stopped and scrambled off the bed when my maid knocked on the door to tell me that Roxanne, a Spanish friend of mine was on the phone. I bid Akira goodbye and goodnight as I picked up the phone to talk the night away.
The conversation went like this:
(Translated into English for your understanding)
"Helloo, Roxanne!"
"Winter!!! How are you? I got your fax. How is it going with Dakkirah? Have you forgiven him yet? Quick, answer me!"
"Hahahaha! Still talking very fast, I see. I almost went deaf when you screamed my name. And his name is Akira, NOT Dakkirah, mind you."
Roxanne giggled and, breathless with excitement, said, "You haven't answered my question yet."
"I just forgave him. He really cares about me.. Now I know. We baked a pie together and then came up to my room.."
"Oooooooh! And what were you doing together in your room?" she asked slyly.
"Kissing," I told her a-matter-of-factly, "on my bed. He was on top."
"Ooooh! I shouldn't have called.. Are you angry with me?"
"No, I'm not. Honestly, I am really glad you called," I admitted, "Who knows what might have happened if you didn't?"
And it goes on and on and on for hours.
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AN : Lala, reviews. lala more reviews. ^^ I just absolutely luv myself! Hehehehe. Okay, I know this is a wee bit too much but pls bear wif me! Hee hee! Oh yeah, thanx for all da reviews minna! And (this in once in a while) gomen for all the mistakes n bad story.. and yadda yadda yadda.. I'm still gloating that PMR is over.. hehehe! But waiting for the results.. I'm a nervous wreck! ^^;;; heh, I'm still crappin over here. Ja, minna! Reviews, Reviews, Reviews, Reviews, Reviews. Get it? Oh damn, I got a mosquito bite on my face..
Chapter Eleven
"You Made Me Really Worried"
As soon as I got out of my room, fully dressed, I got the shock of my life when I saw a very angry Akira storming towards me with a black look on his face. I shuddered slightly at how big a difference his current face was compared to his usual smiles and happy expression.
The moment he reached me, he grabbed me by the arms very tightly and started yelling at me.
"Why did you run off? Why didn't you go to classes just now? Why didn't you attend basketball practice? Do you know how worried everyone was? Do you know how worried I was? Don't you care about me?" he shouted in a rather shaky voice, gripping my arms so tightly I felt tears coming into my eyes. But I still remained silent.
"Sakura.. Answer me. please.," he said, now in a softer voice than before. He released my arms.
I looked at him. I was surprised to see unshed tears glistening in his eyes. I immediately felt my heart soften at that.
"You really care about me, don't you?" I whispered, brushing the tears away from his eyes. Without warning, he hugged me.
"You don't know how much I do. You made me really worried, you know. I was afraid something bad might have happened to you. Especially since you were away for so long. You.. had.. me.. so.. worried.," he said, shoulders shaking slightly. I could tell that he was crying. I felt a pang of guilt stab my heart. I had made the one who loves me so much worried.
I brought him into my room and we sat on the bed. I comforted him and finally he stopped crying. Then, he locked me in another fiery, passionate kiss and fell back on the bed. We were interrupted by a weird growling sound. The kiss broke off and Akira looked at me apologetically.
"Sorry. I hadn't eaten anything since lunch and I'm really hungry, you know."
I smiled and bounded off the bed.
"Then, come on! Let's go to the kitchen and prepare dinner for ourselves!"
Akira looked as excited as a little boy getting a Christmas present at the prospect of actually cooking(no, not sandwiches). He eagerly followed me downstairs to the kitchen.
I cooked fried sausages with mushrooms, Italian style. After eating, I still didn't feel full as there was no dessert, my favorite part of the meal. Akira felt the same, too, so we decided to take another night off and started baking a cherry clafouti. It was very fun baking and eating it and I might want to throw in the fact that it was very delicious.
Then, as there still was time, we revised a little and then retired to my room for some -err- hot.. passionate.. wonderful.. kissing.. We actually fell on the bed once again and continued kissing with him on top of me. We only stopped and scrambled off the bed when my maid knocked on the door to tell me that Roxanne, a Spanish friend of mine was on the phone. I bid Akira goodbye and goodnight as I picked up the phone to talk the night away.
The conversation went like this:
(Translated into English for your understanding)
"Helloo, Roxanne!"
"Winter!!! How are you? I got your fax. How is it going with Dakkirah? Have you forgiven him yet? Quick, answer me!"
"Hahahaha! Still talking very fast, I see. I almost went deaf when you screamed my name. And his name is Akira, NOT Dakkirah, mind you."
Roxanne giggled and, breathless with excitement, said, "You haven't answered my question yet."
"I just forgave him. He really cares about me.. Now I know. We baked a pie together and then came up to my room.."
"Oooooooh! And what were you doing together in your room?" she asked slyly.
"Kissing," I told her a-matter-of-factly, "on my bed. He was on top."
"Ooooh! I shouldn't have called.. Are you angry with me?"
"No, I'm not. Honestly, I am really glad you called," I admitted, "Who knows what might have happened if you didn't?"
And it goes on and on and on for hours.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
AN : Lala, reviews. lala more reviews. ^^ I just absolutely luv myself! Hehehehe. Okay, I know this is a wee bit too much but pls bear wif me! Hee hee! Oh yeah, thanx for all da reviews minna! And (this in once in a while) gomen for all the mistakes n bad story.. and yadda yadda yadda.. I'm still gloating that PMR is over.. hehehe! But waiting for the results.. I'm a nervous wreck! ^^;;; heh, I'm still crappin over here. Ja, minna! Reviews, Reviews, Reviews, Reviews, Reviews. Get it? Oh damn, I got a mosquito bite on my face..