Standard disclaimers applied.
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It was snowing and it officially means winter. Which, in turn... means that the basketball 'date' the trios were supposed to have is cancelled since the gym itself was closed.
Miyuki looked outside of her window. Her house was quiet. Too quiet that it scares her sometimes. But, if she leaves it too often, some burglars might break in without her realizing. Even if there were burglars, exactly, how can she stop them all by herself? Not likely. She sighed. 'I better do some practice on that drama...' she thought.
It was snowing, the heaters were on and there's not a single thing she can do. She can't possibly stay with the Rukawas. They need their privacy. That left her all alone, at home. She took the script and it looked boring. She needed to talk to somebody and Riri is the only person to whom she can do that. But, Riri will grow tired talking to her and her quiet brother might call them lesbian for being too close!
'Rukawa...' her thoughts suddenly drifted to him. 'What do I think of him?' she began to recall all the times they spent together when they were younger. How she acted like his older sister and younger sister and even sometimes, acting as if they needed each other. The thoughts brought smiles to her face. 'Such wonderful memories...'
Her gaze wandered around her room and fell on a photo of her with Rukawa playing basketball. They were both hot and sweaty, sitting on a bench. Rukawa was wiping his face with his hand (looking at the camera, of course, not smiling) and Miyuki was smiling and showing a victory sign. Miyuki traced Rukawa's face with her finger. He was gorgeous even drenched with sweat.
'I better get a hold of myself... Rukawa's just a friend, nothing more... or is he?' she thought and thought. She almost didn't realise the doorbell ringing. She shook her head and went down to answer it.
"Mitsui." She exclaimed surprised. At least, a company, she thought happily and smiled brightly. "What brought you?"
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Okay, here's something new. I've decided to try narrating the story using POVs starting from the next line. Sorry for the inconveniences.
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-Mitsui-
It was darn right cold, I hate winters! As I waited for Miyuki to open the door, I struggled to keep myself warm. I heard her footsteps inside and waited patiently. I can't get my head off of cold but when she answered the door, the temperature somehow rised. She was standing there, looking like a supermodel in her jeans and tanktop. 'Wow...'
"It's cold out here, come in." she offered. I shrugged.
"Sure." Somehow, despite the nagging I got from mom and dad back home, I felt delighted to talk to her. "Just thought you might need some company." My eyes widen in shock. Where the hell did that come from?
"You have no idea." She replied, reappearing from the kitchen with a pot of presumably coffee and 2 teacups.
"What I meant was, I need to return this to you." I said, handing her the shirt and pants she ordered this morning. She looked at it and then at me.
"Don't you like it?" she asked, looking kind of hurt. My eyes widen and I shook my head vigorously.
"No, no! That's not what I meant, it's just,..."
She giggled. "Don't worry about it. It's yours Mitsui. You can keep it." She giggled some more and offered me a drink. I sat and thanked her. We were quiet for a while. Not knowing what to say. I looked around the house.
"Are you alone in this huge house?" I asked and looked at her. She must have been thinking about something else because she was quite startled as I said that.
-Miyuki-
We sat in silence. And I thought I was a chatter box. I needed a company and here's one and there's not a single thing that crossed my mind to talk to him about. If it was Rukawa, there'd be PLENTY of jokes and teasings I can bombard him with. Maybe I'm just new with Mitsui, that's all. As I thought and thought, Mitsui's voice disturbed my train of thoughts and I jumped.
"What's that?" I asked.
"This house is pretty huge. You can't possibly be living here all by yourself." He stated. I smiled and looked down at my teacup.
"I've been alone for as long as I can remember. My parents go out to work all the time and comes back to see me once every 6 months." I saw him raising his eyebrows. "Scary, huh?"
"Hell, no." he replied. I lifted MY eyebrows.
"Hell no?" I asked then smiled, resting my hand on my chin. "And that'd be because...?"
"Imagine, having all the facilities and wealth in the house all by yourself. I'd kill to be in your position now." He said. Was he trying to make me feel better or plainly serious?
"Come on, you don't have to say that just to make me feel better." I sipped some coffee.
"Would I kid ya'?" he asked, flashing a brilliant smile. As I looked at him, he somehow looks charming. 'Quite handsome, quite tall, funny, ok, cut, stop it, Miyuki, boys seem to cloud your every thought these days!' I gave myself yet another mental kick.
"Uh... no, I don't think so." I looked away, trying to find anything that can divert my attention from him.
"Are you okay?" he asked, sounding concerned.
"Yeah, I'm fine." I said. He didn't look convinced and suddenly went over to sit next to me. My heart leapt. He touched my forehead, I felt heat rushing to my head.
-Mitsui-
Was she sick? She didn't look too well, could she have been resting when I came? I went over to her and felt her forehead. My mom always did that whenever she thinks I have a fever. (Yes, even now! And I'd kill myself if anyone from school finds out. Namely, a certain red-headed baka.)
It was quite warm. "You need to lie down or something." I said to her. She looked at me intently, like a lost child. I looked deep into her eyes. I was surprised when her eyes suddenly water. "Is something wrong?" I asked, alarmed. She hid her face so I can't see. I rushed to the other side, she turned the other way. I turned to the other way, she turned back. (Looks kind of amusing doesn't it?) Finally, I touched her hand which was covering her face.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know you weren't feeling well. I'll leave you to rest, okay?" I said, getting up to leave. Suddenly, I felt my shirt tugged. I turned. She was tugging on my shirt but bent down her head, making her hair cover her face.
"It's not that," she said, barely in a whisper. I fell on my knees and tilted her chin so she'd look at me. A tear fell. "I need someone to talk to." She said, shakily. I was stunned. I never thought she could look so fragile. I felt like holding her so that she won't look so vulnerable. It pains me to see her that way. But, I barely know her and she's not like any cheap girls around town who craves for a man's touch, so I thought it'd be wiser if I just take one step at a time. Besides, I won't want her to think I'm some kind of pervert.
"Shoot, I'm a good listener and maybe I can help you." I smiled brightly at her, she seemed to smile whenever I smiled like that.
She took a deep breath and started telling me about herself. How she depended on Rukawa to be her friend and only relative. I was kind of relieved when I discovered their closeness was like a brother and sister but, what the hell was that kissing I saw in the basketball court? That puzzled me but, I'm not the kind to stay that way.
"You mean... you two are like siblings...? only?" I asked, slowly. She looked at me.
Slowly, she nodded, "Yeah, something like that. Mitsui, tell me, what's it like to have your parents worry about you all the time?" she suddenly asked.
"Oh, man, this is embarrassing." I covered my face. "You don't want to know."
"Yes I do." She put her hand under her chin and looked at me- so ever gorgeously. How can you have the heart to NOT tell?
I sighed. "But, promise you'll never tell anyone." I warned.
"Cross my heart." She said. So, I started telling her about the time when I was a gangster and wasted a lot of time, etc, etc... Miyuki listened to this and even tried comforting me from time to time. After I finished my little tale, I turned to her.
"Feeling better?" I asked. She smiled and brushed a strand of hair from my eye. The gesture sent some electrical surge through my body but I just smiled and reminded myself... 'Be cool...'
"Yeah..." she said. It could have been my imagination but, nah, I sure hope not. Our faces seemed to inch a bit closer when the doorbell just HAD to rang!! I screamed mentally but straighten up.
"Um, can I use the bathroom for a while?"
"Sure," she replied, directing me to the toilet and went to answer the door.
-Miyuki-
I sighed. 'So close!' I thought. 'Who in tarnation could possibly come when I don't need them?!' I thought angrily. I opened the door and guess who marched in?
"Adam." I Said, exasperated.
"Just thought you could use some company." I rolled my eyes, somehow, when Mitsui said that, it actually meant something very pleasant but from this guy, ugh. I went to the kitchen. "Hey, who came?" he asked.
"Someone. And he's in the bathroom at the moment." I replied half- heartedly, quite angrily.
He was silent for a while and before I knew it, he was behind me. "What?" I asked.
"He?" he asked.
I rolled my eyes, "Yes, he. Got a problem with that?"
"Rukawa?" he guessed, narrowing his eyes. I turned to face the cupboard where I keep all the coffee and tea. "It's him, right?"
"Guess again." Came a voice at the doorway. Adam whirled around.
"Mitsui." I can almost see Adam's face and jaw drop. I hid a giggle.
"Surprised?" Mitsui asked, raising an eyebrow, looking as amused as I was. Adam faced Mitsui.
"What the heck were YOU doing here?" he asked.
He shrugged. "To keep Miyuki company, duh." He replied, looking at me ever so charmingly. Wait a minute, there it is again. Snap out of it, Miyuki!!
To Be Conitnued...
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It was snowing and it officially means winter. Which, in turn... means that the basketball 'date' the trios were supposed to have is cancelled since the gym itself was closed.
Miyuki looked outside of her window. Her house was quiet. Too quiet that it scares her sometimes. But, if she leaves it too often, some burglars might break in without her realizing. Even if there were burglars, exactly, how can she stop them all by herself? Not likely. She sighed. 'I better do some practice on that drama...' she thought.
It was snowing, the heaters were on and there's not a single thing she can do. She can't possibly stay with the Rukawas. They need their privacy. That left her all alone, at home. She took the script and it looked boring. She needed to talk to somebody and Riri is the only person to whom she can do that. But, Riri will grow tired talking to her and her quiet brother might call them lesbian for being too close!
'Rukawa...' her thoughts suddenly drifted to him. 'What do I think of him?' she began to recall all the times they spent together when they were younger. How she acted like his older sister and younger sister and even sometimes, acting as if they needed each other. The thoughts brought smiles to her face. 'Such wonderful memories...'
Her gaze wandered around her room and fell on a photo of her with Rukawa playing basketball. They were both hot and sweaty, sitting on a bench. Rukawa was wiping his face with his hand (looking at the camera, of course, not smiling) and Miyuki was smiling and showing a victory sign. Miyuki traced Rukawa's face with her finger. He was gorgeous even drenched with sweat.
'I better get a hold of myself... Rukawa's just a friend, nothing more... or is he?' she thought and thought. She almost didn't realise the doorbell ringing. She shook her head and went down to answer it.
"Mitsui." She exclaimed surprised. At least, a company, she thought happily and smiled brightly. "What brought you?"
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Okay, here's something new. I've decided to try narrating the story using POVs starting from the next line. Sorry for the inconveniences.
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-Mitsui-
It was darn right cold, I hate winters! As I waited for Miyuki to open the door, I struggled to keep myself warm. I heard her footsteps inside and waited patiently. I can't get my head off of cold but when she answered the door, the temperature somehow rised. She was standing there, looking like a supermodel in her jeans and tanktop. 'Wow...'
"It's cold out here, come in." she offered. I shrugged.
"Sure." Somehow, despite the nagging I got from mom and dad back home, I felt delighted to talk to her. "Just thought you might need some company." My eyes widen in shock. Where the hell did that come from?
"You have no idea." She replied, reappearing from the kitchen with a pot of presumably coffee and 2 teacups.
"What I meant was, I need to return this to you." I said, handing her the shirt and pants she ordered this morning. She looked at it and then at me.
"Don't you like it?" she asked, looking kind of hurt. My eyes widen and I shook my head vigorously.
"No, no! That's not what I meant, it's just,..."
She giggled. "Don't worry about it. It's yours Mitsui. You can keep it." She giggled some more and offered me a drink. I sat and thanked her. We were quiet for a while. Not knowing what to say. I looked around the house.
"Are you alone in this huge house?" I asked and looked at her. She must have been thinking about something else because she was quite startled as I said that.
-Miyuki-
We sat in silence. And I thought I was a chatter box. I needed a company and here's one and there's not a single thing that crossed my mind to talk to him about. If it was Rukawa, there'd be PLENTY of jokes and teasings I can bombard him with. Maybe I'm just new with Mitsui, that's all. As I thought and thought, Mitsui's voice disturbed my train of thoughts and I jumped.
"What's that?" I asked.
"This house is pretty huge. You can't possibly be living here all by yourself." He stated. I smiled and looked down at my teacup.
"I've been alone for as long as I can remember. My parents go out to work all the time and comes back to see me once every 6 months." I saw him raising his eyebrows. "Scary, huh?"
"Hell, no." he replied. I lifted MY eyebrows.
"Hell no?" I asked then smiled, resting my hand on my chin. "And that'd be because...?"
"Imagine, having all the facilities and wealth in the house all by yourself. I'd kill to be in your position now." He said. Was he trying to make me feel better or plainly serious?
"Come on, you don't have to say that just to make me feel better." I sipped some coffee.
"Would I kid ya'?" he asked, flashing a brilliant smile. As I looked at him, he somehow looks charming. 'Quite handsome, quite tall, funny, ok, cut, stop it, Miyuki, boys seem to cloud your every thought these days!' I gave myself yet another mental kick.
"Uh... no, I don't think so." I looked away, trying to find anything that can divert my attention from him.
"Are you okay?" he asked, sounding concerned.
"Yeah, I'm fine." I said. He didn't look convinced and suddenly went over to sit next to me. My heart leapt. He touched my forehead, I felt heat rushing to my head.
-Mitsui-
Was she sick? She didn't look too well, could she have been resting when I came? I went over to her and felt her forehead. My mom always did that whenever she thinks I have a fever. (Yes, even now! And I'd kill myself if anyone from school finds out. Namely, a certain red-headed baka.)
It was quite warm. "You need to lie down or something." I said to her. She looked at me intently, like a lost child. I looked deep into her eyes. I was surprised when her eyes suddenly water. "Is something wrong?" I asked, alarmed. She hid her face so I can't see. I rushed to the other side, she turned the other way. I turned to the other way, she turned back. (Looks kind of amusing doesn't it?) Finally, I touched her hand which was covering her face.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know you weren't feeling well. I'll leave you to rest, okay?" I said, getting up to leave. Suddenly, I felt my shirt tugged. I turned. She was tugging on my shirt but bent down her head, making her hair cover her face.
"It's not that," she said, barely in a whisper. I fell on my knees and tilted her chin so she'd look at me. A tear fell. "I need someone to talk to." She said, shakily. I was stunned. I never thought she could look so fragile. I felt like holding her so that she won't look so vulnerable. It pains me to see her that way. But, I barely know her and she's not like any cheap girls around town who craves for a man's touch, so I thought it'd be wiser if I just take one step at a time. Besides, I won't want her to think I'm some kind of pervert.
"Shoot, I'm a good listener and maybe I can help you." I smiled brightly at her, she seemed to smile whenever I smiled like that.
She took a deep breath and started telling me about herself. How she depended on Rukawa to be her friend and only relative. I was kind of relieved when I discovered their closeness was like a brother and sister but, what the hell was that kissing I saw in the basketball court? That puzzled me but, I'm not the kind to stay that way.
"You mean... you two are like siblings...? only?" I asked, slowly. She looked at me.
Slowly, she nodded, "Yeah, something like that. Mitsui, tell me, what's it like to have your parents worry about you all the time?" she suddenly asked.
"Oh, man, this is embarrassing." I covered my face. "You don't want to know."
"Yes I do." She put her hand under her chin and looked at me- so ever gorgeously. How can you have the heart to NOT tell?
I sighed. "But, promise you'll never tell anyone." I warned.
"Cross my heart." She said. So, I started telling her about the time when I was a gangster and wasted a lot of time, etc, etc... Miyuki listened to this and even tried comforting me from time to time. After I finished my little tale, I turned to her.
"Feeling better?" I asked. She smiled and brushed a strand of hair from my eye. The gesture sent some electrical surge through my body but I just smiled and reminded myself... 'Be cool...'
"Yeah..." she said. It could have been my imagination but, nah, I sure hope not. Our faces seemed to inch a bit closer when the doorbell just HAD to rang!! I screamed mentally but straighten up.
"Um, can I use the bathroom for a while?"
"Sure," she replied, directing me to the toilet and went to answer the door.
-Miyuki-
I sighed. 'So close!' I thought. 'Who in tarnation could possibly come when I don't need them?!' I thought angrily. I opened the door and guess who marched in?
"Adam." I Said, exasperated.
"Just thought you could use some company." I rolled my eyes, somehow, when Mitsui said that, it actually meant something very pleasant but from this guy, ugh. I went to the kitchen. "Hey, who came?" he asked.
"Someone. And he's in the bathroom at the moment." I replied half- heartedly, quite angrily.
He was silent for a while and before I knew it, he was behind me. "What?" I asked.
"He?" he asked.
I rolled my eyes, "Yes, he. Got a problem with that?"
"Rukawa?" he guessed, narrowing his eyes. I turned to face the cupboard where I keep all the coffee and tea. "It's him, right?"
"Guess again." Came a voice at the doorway. Adam whirled around.
"Mitsui." I can almost see Adam's face and jaw drop. I hid a giggle.
"Surprised?" Mitsui asked, raising an eyebrow, looking as amused as I was. Adam faced Mitsui.
"What the heck were YOU doing here?" he asked.
He shrugged. "To keep Miyuki company, duh." He replied, looking at me ever so charmingly. Wait a minute, there it is again. Snap out of it, Miyuki!!
To Be Conitnued...