He comes to me part 2: Love weighs 15 pounds
Okay, I thought I'd give Hayama a part to say in this series. So here's a sorta kinda continuation to the first
part of the fic. Thinking about how the other characters should fit into the story. oh yeah disclaimer note:
Miho Obana, you rule because you own Kodocha! *sigh* Oh well, so feel free to review after you're done
reading. ^_^
Sunlight. It's morning and all I can think about at this moment is the girl sleeping next to me. I remember last night
when she threw all those gifts from her fans at me. I may have a black belt in karate, but when it comes to
throwing a rock solid gift that weighs about 15 pounds at my head, you'd think otherwise. I turn my
body to face her. I remember her apologizing and looking at me with eyes fill with regret when she kneels down to
help me up. I then pulled her down and kissed her full on the lips. Heh. It makes me think back when I first kissed
her. She was so furious when I did that so long ago, now it's another story. Well, not really. She did hit me
with another present. At least it wasn't as heavy as that 15 pounder.
She looks so beautiful in her sleep. Her soft brown hair shining from the sunlight. She smiles all of a sudden.
I wonder what she's dreaming about? She didn't say much after she let me in her home last night. She must have had
a long day of work on her latest project. Compared to when I first met her, she's not as energetic as she used
to be, but that mouth of her's still goes off often. I still wonder why she even bothered to come to college
since she's always on and off in attendance for class. Still...I'm glad she decided to come to the same university
as me. She giggles in her sleep. I wonder what just happened in her dream? When you wake up, will you tell me? My
stomach growls, I decide to go to the kitchen and get some food to calm it down. I kiss her on the forehead, she
murmurs, but remains sleeping. Hmmmm....no sushi...I think I'll make some ramen. It seems she'll need to stock up
her supply of food soon. While I wait for the water to boil I hear the alarm go off and I hear her whining. She
wakes up. I guess I'll make a real breakfast. Sigh. 10 minutes later I hear the shower running. I debate
whether I should or should not go and invade her privacy. She seems to have forgotten that I stayed over last night.
Oh what the heck.
I open the door to the bathroom, she inhales quickly, "What the...?!"
"I need to use the bathroom."
"HAYAMA! What are you doing here?" she asks in a freaked out voice. I can't see anything behind the shower
door, but I can see her blurred figure, I can tell that she's trying to cover herself, but there are limits to the many
places that you can block. @_@
"I'm making some breakfast for you. I need to use the bathroom and this is the only bathroom you got."
She responds with a not so pleasingly voice, "Can't you wait until I am done?"
"No I have to go now. Why is there something wrong? Let me see." I attempt to slide open the shower door.
WHAM!! She's quite fast with her hands on keeping that shower door tight. SOOO close.
We may have a intimate relationship at some level, probably primary, but I know there are limits that she is still
not ready to go past. Stubborn girl. I walk out of the bathroom.
Twenty minutes later she walks out with only her robe. What is she trying to do to me? I feel like I'm a dog being
tied to a tree. I can go only so far.
"Kurata, you know, it would be nice if you wore some clothes instead of just a robe." I say as I walk over to sit on
the couch. She looks at me with a sly face, "Why? You want to see what's underneath? I'll show you." I start
drinking my glass of milk down. She quickly rips open her robe, my eyes turn wide, but the next thing I know, she's
actually wearing a long t-shirt underneath that robe of hers. I spit my milk out. She starts laughing really hard.
The teaser. Still...she looks so sweet with that smile on her face. I can never get tired of that face of hers.
She comes over with a cloth and wipes the milk off my face.
"Are you okay?" she asks.
"I'm fine."
She looks at me with slight concern, but she knows that I'm fine and smiles. My hand goes up to touch her left
breast. Hmmmm...no bra on yet. She stops smiling. Uh oh.
"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU'RE DOING THIS! IN THE MORNING TOO! UGH!" She picks up one of the toy hammers
on the floor and starts hitting me with it. Like I said earlier, at least it's not the 15 pounder.
Our relationship is kinda funny, yet interesting. I fell in love with you when I saw the sincerity in your eyes so
long ago. It was what caught my attention the most when I realized that everything that you did for me back then was
from your heart. There is no one else in this world that I know that has eyes like yours. I also didn't really expect that
mouth of yours either, but through the many years that we have shared together, I've grown to love all that is you.
Even if it meant getting a hit from a 15 pound gift every so now and then.
Okay, I thought I'd give Hayama a part to say in this series. So here's a sorta kinda continuation to the first
part of the fic. Thinking about how the other characters should fit into the story. oh yeah disclaimer note:
Miho Obana, you rule because you own Kodocha! *sigh* Oh well, so feel free to review after you're done
reading. ^_^
Sunlight. It's morning and all I can think about at this moment is the girl sleeping next to me. I remember last night
when she threw all those gifts from her fans at me. I may have a black belt in karate, but when it comes to
throwing a rock solid gift that weighs about 15 pounds at my head, you'd think otherwise. I turn my
body to face her. I remember her apologizing and looking at me with eyes fill with regret when she kneels down to
help me up. I then pulled her down and kissed her full on the lips. Heh. It makes me think back when I first kissed
her. She was so furious when I did that so long ago, now it's another story. Well, not really. She did hit me
with another present. At least it wasn't as heavy as that 15 pounder.
She looks so beautiful in her sleep. Her soft brown hair shining from the sunlight. She smiles all of a sudden.
I wonder what she's dreaming about? She didn't say much after she let me in her home last night. She must have had
a long day of work on her latest project. Compared to when I first met her, she's not as energetic as she used
to be, but that mouth of her's still goes off often. I still wonder why she even bothered to come to college
since she's always on and off in attendance for class. Still...I'm glad she decided to come to the same university
as me. She giggles in her sleep. I wonder what just happened in her dream? When you wake up, will you tell me? My
stomach growls, I decide to go to the kitchen and get some food to calm it down. I kiss her on the forehead, she
murmurs, but remains sleeping. Hmmmm....no sushi...I think I'll make some ramen. It seems she'll need to stock up
her supply of food soon. While I wait for the water to boil I hear the alarm go off and I hear her whining. She
wakes up. I guess I'll make a real breakfast. Sigh. 10 minutes later I hear the shower running. I debate
whether I should or should not go and invade her privacy. She seems to have forgotten that I stayed over last night.
Oh what the heck.
I open the door to the bathroom, she inhales quickly, "What the...?!"
"I need to use the bathroom."
"HAYAMA! What are you doing here?" she asks in a freaked out voice. I can't see anything behind the shower
door, but I can see her blurred figure, I can tell that she's trying to cover herself, but there are limits to the many
places that you can block. @_@
"I'm making some breakfast for you. I need to use the bathroom and this is the only bathroom you got."
She responds with a not so pleasingly voice, "Can't you wait until I am done?"
"No I have to go now. Why is there something wrong? Let me see." I attempt to slide open the shower door.
WHAM!! She's quite fast with her hands on keeping that shower door tight. SOOO close.
We may have a intimate relationship at some level, probably primary, but I know there are limits that she is still
not ready to go past. Stubborn girl. I walk out of the bathroom.
Twenty minutes later she walks out with only her robe. What is she trying to do to me? I feel like I'm a dog being
tied to a tree. I can go only so far.
"Kurata, you know, it would be nice if you wore some clothes instead of just a robe." I say as I walk over to sit on
the couch. She looks at me with a sly face, "Why? You want to see what's underneath? I'll show you." I start
drinking my glass of milk down. She quickly rips open her robe, my eyes turn wide, but the next thing I know, she's
actually wearing a long t-shirt underneath that robe of hers. I spit my milk out. She starts laughing really hard.
The teaser. Still...she looks so sweet with that smile on her face. I can never get tired of that face of hers.
She comes over with a cloth and wipes the milk off my face.
"Are you okay?" she asks.
"I'm fine."
She looks at me with slight concern, but she knows that I'm fine and smiles. My hand goes up to touch her left
breast. Hmmmm...no bra on yet. She stops smiling. Uh oh.
"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU'RE DOING THIS! IN THE MORNING TOO! UGH!" She picks up one of the toy hammers
on the floor and starts hitting me with it. Like I said earlier, at least it's not the 15 pounder.
Our relationship is kinda funny, yet interesting. I fell in love with you when I saw the sincerity in your eyes so
long ago. It was what caught my attention the most when I realized that everything that you did for me back then was
from your heart. There is no one else in this world that I know that has eyes like yours. I also didn't really expect that
mouth of yours either, but through the many years that we have shared together, I've grown to love all that is you.
Even if it meant getting a hit from a 15 pound gift every so now and then.