A New Day's Sonata
Disclaimer: The characters portrayed here belong to Project Weiß. The fanfiction belongs to Windy. He's evil. Know that.
Warning: Yaoi. Evilness. Need I say more? Oh, and if this isn't your cup of coffee, go visit another café.
Plot Cockroach: I'll admit that I can't make a decent pot of coffee. I don't drink coffee, and I'll never know what coffee tastes like… err, except vaguely from cakes, maybe, na no da. Oh, well. This piece is pretty pointless and short, just thought I'd write it although no Ran in the picture yet. …I'm beginning to get too attached. Ah, well.
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Two – Coffee And Tea
Right. So, what happened the last time? The last time, I had had a good time slow dancing with some hunk called Ran. He left before meeting my ma. But that's okay. At least we all know that Ran is a great person, with a great attitude, and most of all, he's a very selfless person. He's more selfless than I'll ever be, besides.
That was roughly about three days or so ago. I think I might just learn to stop counting and get on with life. But well, three days later from that day, Nagi walked in with a large parcel in his hand. He hadn't even bothered to knock. Nope. He just swung the door open, grinned at me in his Nagi-like way and took his coat off.
The look on his face spelt trouble.
T-R-O-U-B-L-E.
You could see it in his adorable Nagi-like eyes. Somehow, beneath that cute and sweet little smile, he's downright evil. Too bad he wasn't blond and influential though. Could be useful if he were.
"Hey, Nagi-kins."
"Hey, KenKenKen."
No show of annoyance on his face? Now, that was scary. "…Err… Nagi?"
"Yes?"
He was the Tooth Fairy's dream come true. Perfect, sparkling white teeth, aligned beautifully in a perfect row. Wow. And they'd never thought of him as to being able to flank in second to Mr. Universe. Plus, he's got that sultry Nagi-like face and look. It's like he'll bite you if you weren't careful, but you'd make yourself go all the way to be careless just to get bitten. Roughly.
I'll let you on to Nagi-kins' little secret?
He's still clean. Typical virgin boy. You know, that Ayaka type of person. He's just nastier, eviler, less faint-y and probably even smarter. For a fact, I kind of know that he hates her guts out. Call that a Shindou person. Do all Shindou people hate Ayaka? If so, then I'm definitely not a Shindou person. There's not a single 'hate' bone in my body.
A 'dislike' bone exists maybe, but let's leave that thought alone, shall we?
Sidetracked… yet again. It's now, what I believe to be an incurable thing in life.
So, Nagi was here, and he looked really determinedly evil. I timidly stared at his parcel. "…Nagi?"
"Yes?"
"What's that in that… bag?"
Without a word, he dragged me to my room and settled us down, locking the door behind him. And all the while, he wore that weird smile of his. Out of the bag, he pulled out a dark blue jacket. Pretty, very nice to look at. Then, he pulled out a pale blue tank top. Whoa, eye-catching. Next, a pair of very short shorts. Was he even allowed to wear such things? But they did look great. Same color as that of the jacket. Dark denim blue, we call it. Nagi sat still and pointed to them.
"Try them on."
What?
"Go on. Try them on."
I looked at the shorts in disbelieve. But Nagi looked frighteningly malevolent. "I said, TRY THEM ON."
"Fine!" I walked to the closet with those pathetic excuses for clothes. It was cold, damn it! Anyone could see that it was cold. It was practically freezing! Lamely, I peeked out at him and shook my fist at him before going into the closet. Did I mention that it was cold in there too?
Well, the clothes WERE hard to get on, especially those pants. Given, they were made to stick to your hips like… ugh, what was that again? Glue? But they were tight. Very. Gah! How did people wear these things? Before long, I stumbled out of the closet, my legs feeling like matchsticks in the story of the "Little Match Girl". It was cold.
"Wow. Nice," he grinned. I must've made a face. "Suits you. Really, it does."
"Right. So what are these? Your hand-me-downs?"
"Precisely. They were mine about a year ago," he quipped. "But they seem to fit you rather well. You're kind of on the small side, you know."
"The pants are killing me. I can't breathe!"
"Ah, ha, ha. But I'm not done yet. Put this on."
What was that? A garbage bag? I looked at it owlishly. And then I blinked. I knew I did. But all the same, I decided to humor poor little Nagi. I put it on. Turned out to be some sort of large stained overcoat. New fashion, maybe.
"Right." Nagi emptied the last of the bag out. To my horror…
PINK HAIR-DYE!
"What the heck???"
"Well, you lost the bet."
"WHAT?? He didn't try anything! You're mistaken!" I tried to scramble away from Nagi, but for a kid his size, that was actually slim and smallish, he had one heck of a vice-grip.
"Oh, no, you don't!" he smirked. I saw it through the mirror. The Nagi trademark. Only it was eviler this time. "I questioned Schu just yesterday. I asked about your culinary skills. Sure, you cook well. But HAH! Coffee. My brother told me that you make one of the worst coffees he's ever, EVER tasted. He said that it tasted like bleach. Or tap water cured from the sewer…"
ARGHDAMNSCHULDIGTOHELL!
"…And so I figured that you'd lost the bet, because Shuichi couldn't make a decent pot of coffee either!"
"But this… THERE'RE MILLIONS OF OTHERS IN THE WORLD WHO CAN'T MAKE GOOD COFFEE! DYE THEIR HAIR PINK!"
Right. So, I was locked in my own room with a rabid Shuichi fanatic with no outside help available. And he was out to make me a living one. And this is all because I couldn't make a decent pot of coffee. Oh, woe is I! Why didn't I learn to make a decent cup of coffee when I was dating Schuldig? Stupid, stupid Ken! Go eat your stupid head!
"Wait! Stop!" He stopped. "If you dye my hair pink, Ran will never look my way again. He'd dump me, hard. Then, all the RanKen fans will strip you and drip hot wax onto your naked butt. And then, I'll be so heartbroken, I'll jump off my room window and die in the cold, cold snow… and –"
"He won't leave you."
"Ah?"
Nagi settled down again, the bottle in his hands, flipping it nonchalantly. "Do you think I'm actually stupid enough not to plan this out? I'm Nagi, damn you! I'm a prodigal genius. In fact, I called Ran up yesterday (after reading your fic, that is), and I asked him if he'd leave you if your hair color turned pink. Sure, he must've gawked for a while, 'cause the line was silent for five minutes, before he said that if he could love you for who you are, then pink hair's nothing to him."
"You mean to say…?" I think I must've shed a tear or two. He loved me for me. But then… "HEY! How'd you know his number, by the way?"
"You're SO dense! It's no wonder that pink hair suits you. I got it from Omi's phonebook, dummy!"
"Ah… He let you browse through his personal, private phonebook???"
"NO. But he's my brother-in-law, by the way. So what's the harm in getting his phonebook from the drawer?" Nagi leaned in. "It was easy to find that number. Omi had a few ticked in green ink. One was Yohji, and Ran, and then there's a backup called Bob. Simple name, but I managed to dig his picture out. He looks awesome. You know, the Tatsuha kind of guy. Most of Omi's friends are hunks. Then, there was this picture of Schu when he was younger. I almost died seeing my brother linked so closely with –"
"All right! All right! I get the picture!"
You could say that I was still a little jealous. A little. I'm thoroughly over him. Besides, I was also a little fired up that Omi had planned dates behind my back. But he's got good taste. I mean, a Tatsuha looking guy. I mean, c'mon! Ichigo Burondo for example, was also a great date. Playful, but great nonetheless. Then, there was Ran. I guess I owed him one.
"So, you agree?"
"On what?"
"Pink hair."
"NO!" I was aghast. "I won't have it. My dad will get a heart attack! I want my own color! MINE! MINNEEE!"
"Your stupid whining won't help much, you know. Makes me all the more eager to dye it pink. You know that he whines a lot, kind of like you, too, don't you?"
Stupid, stupid Ken! Go eat your stupid, stupid head! "I don't whine that often! Not unless I'm intimidated by you… or some thug!"
Nagi inched closer. He was frightening. "You know, you're more Barbie than Ken. Maybe you really ought to dye your hair pink."
Of all the insults… "BARBIE??? As in, a Barbie doll???"
"Yes. Now stay still!" Nagi's vice-grip went round myself again. And this time, he wasn't kidding. When Nagi wanted something, he'll have it. And there was no stopping him when he wanted it. I wasn't kidding about the rabbit thing either. Like I said, extremist.
The deed was done. I managed to wriggle off, but there was already one big splotch of pink dye on my hair. There was nothing else for poor Ken to do but sit down quietly whimpering and let Nagi finish his job. That was the end of Ken. Say hello to Shuichi.
Hello, Shuichi.
Narf.
Nagi looked pleased. Ah. I'll get back at him someday. That was me; I'm a giving guy. Ran said that, and he's so perfect, he's never wrong. I decided to let Nagi have his way. I did owe him one, and many, many times, too. He helped wash my hair, and soon was blowing it dry happily. Ugh, strawberry scented shampoo. Nagi must be nuts. Or maybe really willful.
I faintly heard the phone ring below. Ma picked it up, I think. She screamed at me to come down and answer it. Which I did, by the way. She must've nearly died, and gone really white when she saw me. I knew she did, because when Nagi came with me, he said, "Hello, Mrs. Hidaka*. You look really white." (Nagi always calls my ma by Mrs., followed by our surname.)
"Hey, don't look at me," I waved at her. Pink. Ridiculous. I lifted up the phone. The voice at the end of the line shocked me. It was Yohji. The Ichigo Burondo.
"Hey, so I called to say hi."
"Err, hi?"
"You wanna go out with me sometime? Say, fourish tomorrow?"
Straight to the point. He was a nice guy. How am I going to break it to him? I mean, genuinely feel… bad. Which I did.
"I'm sorry. I don't think I can make it. I mean; my FRIEND just dyed my hair pink."
There was a short silence following that sentence. "Pink? I think that's cute. Like you."
WHAT? Was the whole wide world against me? For god's sake! My hair was dyed pink by force! All everyone could say is, 'it's cute', 'it suits you', 'kawaii'??? Not even a single 'oh, my gawd, I feel sorry for you', or even a 'too bad this had to happen, man'? Nagi hadn't even apologized. He was snickering… and so was my mother.
The horror!
I wasn't concentrating on the line then. Vaguely I heard, "Mrs. Hidaka, do you like anime?"
"Why, Hon, I think it's a nice thing. Just don't watch it often," I heard the woman who looked after me from young say. I bet I heard her giggle for a bit too. "I watch Slam Dunk sometimes with my little sunny sunshine."
Right. Hear that from a woman who adored the Backstreet Boys and Westlife.
"Are you against gays, Mrs. Hidaka?"
"If I was, Hon, I'd never have let my son go out with your brother, dearie."
"Have you watched Gravitation, Mrs. Hidaka?"
"No, dearie. What's that?"
"Come with me."
They disappeared. I felt frightened then. But gingerly, I turned back to the phone. "Yohji, I have something I'd like to tell you."
"Hmm?"
"You know, you're a great person. I just…"
"Found Ran."
"Huh…?" I was aghast. So Yohji saw through me.
He laughed. "I met that guy before, and I knew that you had the hots for him. He just didn't seem to make any moves on you, and frankly, I thought I wouldn't mind trying out first. In case you didn't notice, I've also met him once before us. He knows Omi as well. We were kind of affiliated once before… just that we couldn't really remember. We didn't know each other too well then, either, before we went our separate ways. Happened quite some time ago. He's a nice guy too, real kind. Kinda stoic if you ask me, but well, if you like him, that's your life. Just wanna let you know that Yohji here likes you too, and if he ever dumps you or anything, you can hop in on me and cry your eyes out."
Wow. Another perfect man. Hmm. I felt myself torn inside out. Yohji was such a hero. Wishing me luck even though he deserved more as well.
"Thanks a lot, Yohji. I do like you too, just…"
"Just that you love Ran."
There was a comfortable but shaky silence between us. "Look, thanks for calling. Thanks for everything."
"You're welcome, my little pink headed friend. Y'know, I always thought that that was the color for you…"
"Ah, ha, ha," I could hear my voice shaking. I was getting emotional. Since when wasn't I getting emotional? But to stop myself from completely breaking down, I had to be quick. "Look, thanks… I don't know what else to say to you, Yohji. You're such a great person… though we only went out together once."
"You're flattering me here, kid. Well, kudos to ya!" there was a click and the line went dead. Slowly, I hung up and leaned against the wall. The laughter from the other room was drowned, though distantly I could hear them, with also the pounding music that came undoubtedly from the TV and speakers.
This feeling that plays its part in my life would never really be easy to decipher. The code was only too well entwined in its own game. It was a voice we all sometimes hear, like I did when I told myself to eat my stupid pink head up and save me so much trouble. Till today, no one really knows what this feeling is.
I don't recall how long I had sat down there, leaning against the wall below the phone. But I somehow knew that I had to get up and go. I got up and walked to the kitchen, pulling out a coffeepot as I did. It was time that I learnt to make a decent pot of coffee.
~*~ End Part Two ~*~
Note: I think I'm slowly but surely going insane. By the way, I'll be dyeing my hair black before my dad comes home and makes a fuss. Gawd, children these days! At least I got my own back by telling everyone here that Nagi's like AYAKA! And he's a virgin-boy. HOO HAA HA! XD
From: Rika-chanWow..I have nothing but reverence for people who've been through ordeals like those, and have moved on with their lives. I don't know how you do it...but I'm glad you were able to. You know, "In the Moonlight" is my favourite song by a male Japanese artist.. {I have a favourite song by a female Japanese artist too, and I can't decide which one I like better - so they're both tied. XP Once again, this is me being -decisionless-! @_@ } ..The lyrics are incredibly... ;__; I loved Ran in this. He sounds like the Ran that Aya-chan knows...so I don't think he's too OOC. ^.^rnI think the last line in this chap was my favourite. *^_^* You really have a way with words.
Aa. Reverence for Windy??? That's so touching. ;_; But many others face teh similar thing. Those are the ones you should have reverence for, not me. After all, I'm pretty through with it. Eh. XD Being decisionless in songs is okay! Artistes love being able to shine well enough. let's jsut say that you're impartial. That's good. Last line? Not OOC? Whoa! Hoo haa ha! (Manager: Uggggghaftewtjfrserrrtttttttt. *Broken neck*) All the same, thanks one million for reviewing and mailing!!!
From: kami-chan A romance novel you say? i'm liking this a lot more. Ken makes a great epic hero and if you're writing this based on life experiences, then you must be one hell of a nice guy. ^__^ *more huggles for you and Kumakuma-chan* And I like the little life advice at the end. Mine is sort of, "Just nod and smile" ^^;; Anyways, I loved this story, especially how Ran can just hold Ken no matter what. And I love 'In the Moonlight' (though my fav is Shining Collection) Oh wow, I just really ranted there ^^;;*waves*rnupdate soon, kay? kami-chan
Epic hero!!!! XD KenKen has always been a hero! He's such a good person! Me, nice?? Me evil, but thanks so much still, na no da! Kumakumachan says thank you for hugging. XD We says it too! Just nod and smile is a polite way of things. Very becoming, very ideal for one fair lady or guy (for everyone, not too genki, not too quiet). Good for you! Shining Collection was my favorite too (no need to say why), but suddenly was surpassed. Not that I'm complaining, na no da... ^^; Thanks for reviewing! XD
CherubKatan intruding on female privacy? *looks around* i don't see how you could be doing that. and yaay a sequel! ^__^ stay with raaaaaaan! =P you do write very well and the na no da's have gone done good windy ^_^ anyway very good sequel i want to see more
Yesh, intruding. I could do that by just being around, na no da. And thanks one million for reviewing again. I feel so evil forcing people to do this, sigh. I decided to stay, yes, we did. This is also after all, a RanKen. Sequel was good?? 0_o Hoo haa ha! (Manager: Stop... pr--praising... stop...)
fei Oh my God. *cries* I didn't expect that to happen to Ken. Oh Gods. *cries some more and hugs you* I'm sorry. And I so dunno what I'm talking abt so excuse me while I just go cry in a corner. ^^;;
I love Ran here so so much. *sighs* Loved how he held Ken close, loved how he confessed, love how they kissed. They will stay together won't they? Loved your ending line to bits. Lovely. *hugs* Admire the way you chose to handle the unhappy things in life. It's something I have to learn (and I'd rather learn this than Science lessons. ehehe.) Anyways, please continue to write as I will definitely continue to read. Take care and dewa mata na!
Aww, we made people cry... we're so sad... Aww... ;_; But thanks all the same for your support. Means plenty to us all, it does. Don't worry for us, we're fine! XD I'm still rampantly XDing. But for that to happen to Ken, that's sad. I sincerely hope that Ran and Ken shall stay together. If we don't I'll just make an alternate ending. Aa. It'll be fine and easy to learn soon enough, so I'll wish you luck. Once again, thanks! XD
Kesshi sweetness
Thanks, but we're EVIL!! XD
Ayako But... girls wanna know! =O Wise fan girls? I mean, none of the girls can really have first hand experience with these sort of things!
Nope, but their great sense of... imagination helps us much, na no da! You're wise yourself, so I noticed. Looks like you and Nagi-kins both don't really like Ayaka much. XD But all the same, thanks a lot! You've been evily encouraging, hoo haa ha!
(Love Is Life Chapter: 4
From: Nashi OMG! That was soo sweet, especially when Ran called, lil cheesy, but that aint a bad thing right? I cant believe i almost missed the update! yeesh! well, i take it kenken chose Ran...Yay! i love dat couple..neway, keep up the good work!)
Just thought to post this here. After all you've gone through to review, hoo ha ha! I decided to post it here. Very appreciated! XD Hey, cheesy, na no da. And you took it correctly. Thanks a lot for your encouragement! XD
Yoko-chan WHHHHHHHHHHHHEEEEEE! There's a sequel! There's a sequel! *dances* *ish happy* So maybe now those two can get off their butts and GET TOGETHER! *nods empathetically* Heeey, I read romance novels too. They're like a little reprive from normal life, ne? I'm waiting for Chapter 2!
WAI! XD There is!!! Yeah, they got off their butts, finally. Took us... two weeks to realize that? Reprive they are, a little, I suppose. I read those old ones. ^^; Hey, seriously, how hard it is to actually live a romantic life. But all the same, one million thanks again!
LittleIsa *glomps you * Ok I like this Ran guy! =^___^= I like him very much, good manners, good boy! I can't wait for more of this! *hands over pocky* I'm sure we will all keep you well fed so you have no problems writing this stuff! *giggles* Oh, and by the by! *pokes you and grins* You are not stupid or boring! You write too well and have a good sense of humor! Keep it up!
*Hughugs back* Hoo haa ha! This Ran seems too good to be true for the Ran in the Aya-ish Ran. Some people say that he's colder. (^^;) *Eats happily* Say, your site link no work. I couldn't get in...! ;_; But hey! Thanks so much for your comments!
akai yuki(redsnow727) huaaaaaaaaaiiii.. wai wai waiiiiiiiiiii... here goes the unexpected....... the plot is very.. turning 180degree....it really is..rnvery enjoyable to read....
Thanks one million too! redsnow727? Is that your pen-name? I hunted it down, but me no can find... ;_; Still, 180 degrees... XD
(Love Is Life Chapter: 5
From: LittleIsa Awwww! Age doesnt matter! Im getting married to my Koi and hes 10 years older than me. Its not about age, its about the person making you happy. Cuz thats what is important! Its hard to find people that are perfect enough that you can actually live with them and be happy! *grins* As to this Nagi person... *hides* Hes not really THAT bad is he? Cuz he sound
slike such a sweetie! *giggles and reminds herself that just incase she runs into him not to buy any pink hairdye* Can't wait for more writings from you! =^_____^= Isa-chan)
Ten... ten years... o_0 Whoa! Well, that's okay, then, I suppose. I just get scared. What if he dies before me? I think I'd die early, too. ;_; Scary though, ne? But I congratulate you! Make sure you have strawberry pocky on your wedding day! XD As for this Nagi person, you've just been answered. He's that bad. Next time you see him, just remember my plight. And then, one million thanks again!