Unexpected
By Rage
Chapter 2
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"How are you doing, Mikagami-sempai?" Yanagi asked me, after all the questions asked from the others.
"I'm just fine, thank you." I had answered simply with courtesy.
The group had agreed to meet in a small ramen house in downtown Tokyo after school. Everyone had attended, except for the two kids.
"So, how's life in the country?" Recca asked, sipping some tea.
"Oh, it's fine." I replied, my arms crossed and my eyes closed.
"We heard you're staying with my darling Fuuko while you're here in Tokyo," Domon said to me. "Don't you dare make a move on her, okay?!"
I snorted silently. Me? Make a move on the tomboy? No way! I'd never dare to, even if she were the last girl in the world!
I looked back at Domon. He was sprawled on the floor, with stars in his eyes. Obviously, Fuuko punched him directly on the face.
I smirked.
Then I shifted my gaze at Fuuko, who was drinking her juice, with an annoyed look on her face. I thought that Domon was absolutely insane for saying a thing like that. Despite all the changes that Fuuko had made with her looks, she was still the same tomboyish girl I had known before. But I hate to admit it. She actually looked really pretty.
Now I never ever told anyone about this, but the first time I saw Fuuko, I considered her quite pretty, having that natural look that every girl has once in her life. But Fuuko's was.different. Since I've been chased by all the girls my whole life, I'd know of course. Most women tend to put make-up on their faces to 'enhance' their beauty. but I think it just makes them look much older.Ugh.
Anyway.
We had stayed there until eight in the evening, talking happily about every single topic worth talking about. But.we all had to go home. So, we all said our goodbyes to each other, promising we'll meet again the next day. Recca went with Yanagi to walk her home, and Domon offered walking Fuuko home, but she declined, telling him that I was already with her. Domon sadly said goodbye to her and walked the other way going to his house but before he continued, he shouted, "Don't you dare lay a finger on my sweet Fuuko, Mikagami!!!"
So, Fuuko and I walked back to her house together, conversing about anything that crossed our minds.
"So, until when are you staying here?" she asked.
"Until Monday. I still have to study for my finals."
"Ohh." she nodded her head slowly.
We walked in silence for a moment, just looking straight ahead. I looked at her from the corner of my eye. She was looking up in the sky. I copied her and looked up. I saw the stars and the moon shining brightly. It was really nice, just looking at them. It had a calming effect on a person that made him forget about his problems.
A gust of cold wind then blew out of nowhere. This didn't affect me at all, since I was wearing my jacket fortunately. But Fuuko was only wearing her school uniform and obviously it made her feel cold. Being the gentleman that I was, I took off my jacket and gave it to her, not asking if she wanted to use it or not. She was surprised of course, not expecting me to do this, but then she took it and thanked me. Even though she was tomboyish, she was still a girl, you know. Besides, I was used to this weather in Kyoto.
We continued walking home in silence and when we reached her house and went in, she took my jacket off and thanked me. She then said goodnight and went upstairs.
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A/N: There's chapter two! Hope you like it! Please review! Tnx! :) :P
By Rage
Chapter 2
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"How are you doing, Mikagami-sempai?" Yanagi asked me, after all the questions asked from the others.
"I'm just fine, thank you." I had answered simply with courtesy.
The group had agreed to meet in a small ramen house in downtown Tokyo after school. Everyone had attended, except for the two kids.
"So, how's life in the country?" Recca asked, sipping some tea.
"Oh, it's fine." I replied, my arms crossed and my eyes closed.
"We heard you're staying with my darling Fuuko while you're here in Tokyo," Domon said to me. "Don't you dare make a move on her, okay?!"
I snorted silently. Me? Make a move on the tomboy? No way! I'd never dare to, even if she were the last girl in the world!
I looked back at Domon. He was sprawled on the floor, with stars in his eyes. Obviously, Fuuko punched him directly on the face.
I smirked.
Then I shifted my gaze at Fuuko, who was drinking her juice, with an annoyed look on her face. I thought that Domon was absolutely insane for saying a thing like that. Despite all the changes that Fuuko had made with her looks, she was still the same tomboyish girl I had known before. But I hate to admit it. She actually looked really pretty.
Now I never ever told anyone about this, but the first time I saw Fuuko, I considered her quite pretty, having that natural look that every girl has once in her life. But Fuuko's was.different. Since I've been chased by all the girls my whole life, I'd know of course. Most women tend to put make-up on their faces to 'enhance' their beauty. but I think it just makes them look much older.Ugh.
Anyway.
We had stayed there until eight in the evening, talking happily about every single topic worth talking about. But.we all had to go home. So, we all said our goodbyes to each other, promising we'll meet again the next day. Recca went with Yanagi to walk her home, and Domon offered walking Fuuko home, but she declined, telling him that I was already with her. Domon sadly said goodbye to her and walked the other way going to his house but before he continued, he shouted, "Don't you dare lay a finger on my sweet Fuuko, Mikagami!!!"
So, Fuuko and I walked back to her house together, conversing about anything that crossed our minds.
"So, until when are you staying here?" she asked.
"Until Monday. I still have to study for my finals."
"Ohh." she nodded her head slowly.
We walked in silence for a moment, just looking straight ahead. I looked at her from the corner of my eye. She was looking up in the sky. I copied her and looked up. I saw the stars and the moon shining brightly. It was really nice, just looking at them. It had a calming effect on a person that made him forget about his problems.
A gust of cold wind then blew out of nowhere. This didn't affect me at all, since I was wearing my jacket fortunately. But Fuuko was only wearing her school uniform and obviously it made her feel cold. Being the gentleman that I was, I took off my jacket and gave it to her, not asking if she wanted to use it or not. She was surprised of course, not expecting me to do this, but then she took it and thanked me. Even though she was tomboyish, she was still a girl, you know. Besides, I was used to this weather in Kyoto.
We continued walking home in silence and when we reached her house and went in, she took my jacket off and thanked me. She then said goodnight and went upstairs.
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A/N: There's chapter two! Hope you like it! Please review! Tnx! :) :P