2. i dream of you
"Huh?!"
Mikagami Tokiya sat bolt upright in his bed, and slowly he started to remember the details of his previous night's dream. "Kuso." he muttered under his breath. "Why do I keep dreaming of that monkey? That's the fifth time this week!" He turned off the alarm clock, got out of bed and started getting ready for school. ********
Kirisawa Fuuko slowly opened her eyes. That cute and playful smile was on her lips again, because she had dreamed of him last night. And they had kissed. The dream, and the kiss, felt so real she could almost believe that they really had been there in the park together, with their arms wrapped around each other and their lips locked in a solemn kiss.
How I wish my first, iya, our first kiss would really be like that. Or maybe even something more romantic than that. The indescribable feeling that had come over her the moment their lips touched still lingered about her, making it all but impossible for her to believe that what she had experienced was a mere dream.
Then she noticed the time on her bedside clock. "Oh great, I'm going to be late! Again!" she exclaimed as she bolted out of her bed to get ready for school. ********
She was running full speed down the corridor and so was unable to avoid the figure that suddenly appeared around the corner. She hit him hard, and they both fell down on the floor on their buttocks.
"Gomen nasai! Gomen nasai!" Fuuko blurted out, rubbing her behind with her left hand where it hurt. She looked up at the figure who was slowly standing up and recognized who he was. Icy cold blue eyes and an angelic face that did not show any emotion at all were looking down at her. Immediately a red blush slowly began to flood her face as she remembered the minutiae of her previous night's dream.
"Oi, Toki-chan! Have you been staring at me all this time!?"
"You were, weren't you?"
".I .I r-really w-wouldn't mind if y-you wrere to. too. if y-you were to look. look at me you know."
"Aishiteru, Mikagami Tokiya."
"Iya" his calm voice spoke, cutting cleanly through her daydreaming. "I wasn't hurt at all." He held out his hand.
She took it. And the moment their hands touched, she heard it very clearly in her mind. Mikagami's voice, Mikagami's thought.
Why do I dream of you?
"I dream of you too." she had answered out loud without thinking about it. And when she had realized this her blush deepened into an alarming shade of red. She saw the very surprised look on Mikagami's eyes but it was there for only a second. In the next heartbeat it was gone. She finally noticed the lovely warmth that was slowly suffusing her whole body and recognized its source: she was still holding on to Mikagami's hand. She stood up with his help and very, very reluctantly let him go.
"Jaa." Mikagami uttered and walked away without looking back.
Kirisawa leaned against the nearest wall and waited for her heartbeat to slow down and for her face to cool off. "Baka! Baka! Baka!" she scolded herself for what she had done. What's he going to think of me now? He already thinks of me as a monkey, now it's probably going to be worse, much worse. Now she's a slut? A bitch in heat? "Unngghh." she groaned at the thought. I cannot possibly bear it if he starts to think of me that way!
When she at last felt a little more like herself again, Kirisawa continued on her way to her classroom.
********
Mikagami was trying very hard to get her out of his head, but was barely being able to do it. And the fact that he already knew everything about today's lesson on Trigonometry so he didn't need to listen to his sensei's discussion didn't help one bit. His mind kept wandering on to other subjects, and always those subjects seem to be about her. Her speed, her agility, her lithe build, the amazing talent she had displayed in the use of the Fuujin, the way her skirt had fluttered up that morning when they had collided allowing him to see a little bit more than her silky legs. Oh great, those dreams are starting to get to me.
"Mikagami-san."
"2 times the square root of pi, sensei."
The whole class was dumbfounded, as always. He didn't even appear to have been listening!
"Soudayo!" exclaimed the teacher, who actually expected nothing less from Mikagami Tokiya, the number one student in this whole school. "Will you please go up to the board and explain to the class how you came up with the answer?"
"Hai, sensei", Mikagami said as he did what was asked of him, glad to have something to occupy his mind other than thoughts of Kirisawa Fuuko, Goddess of Wind.
********
"Tokiya-sempai! Kochi desu!"
He looked around the cafeteria and saw Yanagi-san waving at him. Sitting beside her was Recca, and then, opposite the two was a gorilla (actually, it was Domon), and lastly, he saw her. Fuuko. He was carrying around a tray of food, looking for someplace to sit after turning down countless offers from all the girls who were eating there too. He went over to join them.
Fuuko moved over and he found himself sitting between her and Domon. From the corner of his eye he was a bit surprised to see that a hint of pink was slowly appearing on Kirisawa's cheeks. He remembered their encounter earlier that morning and he thought, She's still a bit embarrassed about that. Well, I didn't mean to see what she had been wearing underneath her skirt! It was an accident! I'm not a pervert by nature! But still, maybe I need to apologize.
But I can't do that here. they'll all know, and that'll make it more embarrassing for Kirisawa. I guess I'll just call her up and apologize over the phone then.
"Ne, Tokiya-sempai." Yanagi-san suddenly spoke up, interrupting his thoughts. He looked up and saw a radiant smile on her lips, and a seriously considering look on her face. "I never noticed before, but." she paused, and then continued on, in a serious tone, ".You and Fuuko-chan look good together. Really good. I think you two would make a very cute couple."
Ishijima Domon fell over with a resounding 'blagag' and with a long wail of "IYAAAA!!!!!!!"
Hanabishi Recca was actually looking at them (him and Fuuko), surprised, but also with an expression that seemed to be saying, 'hey, my hime's right.'
Kirisawa Fuuko's cheeks had flushed into that alarming shade of red Mikagami had seen earlier.
But he remained as expressionless as ever. He thought his heart may have skipped a beat there, but he ignored it. For why would Yanagi-san's innocent comment excite his heart enough to do that, anyway?
"Hmp." He smirked. "Sumanai, but I don't think there's any way I'd ever fall for monkey-girl here."
"Tokiya-sempai!!!" Yanagi-san immediately reacted, her face growing pale.
He was surprised at Yanagi-san's reaction, but he was surprised even more when Kirisawa suddenly stood up angrily and shouted at him, "Well, what makes you think I'd fall for you too!? YOU ICICLE-BRAIN!!!" and flung her tray of food all over the cafeteria floor. And then she was running away with the speed of the wind, nearly ripping the doors off their hinges as she pushed them open out of her way. And then she was gone from his sight.
Mikagami Tokiya continued to stare in the direction she had taken, unable to do anything more than that. An emotion had finally registered on his features, looking so out of place there that he looked almost. pitiful.
He was shocked. And not because of Kirisawa Fuuko's sudden flare of anger directed towards him.
It was because he had seen tears on her eyes.
"Huh?!"
Mikagami Tokiya sat bolt upright in his bed, and slowly he started to remember the details of his previous night's dream. "Kuso." he muttered under his breath. "Why do I keep dreaming of that monkey? That's the fifth time this week!" He turned off the alarm clock, got out of bed and started getting ready for school. ********
Kirisawa Fuuko slowly opened her eyes. That cute and playful smile was on her lips again, because she had dreamed of him last night. And they had kissed. The dream, and the kiss, felt so real she could almost believe that they really had been there in the park together, with their arms wrapped around each other and their lips locked in a solemn kiss.
How I wish my first, iya, our first kiss would really be like that. Or maybe even something more romantic than that. The indescribable feeling that had come over her the moment their lips touched still lingered about her, making it all but impossible for her to believe that what she had experienced was a mere dream.
Then she noticed the time on her bedside clock. "Oh great, I'm going to be late! Again!" she exclaimed as she bolted out of her bed to get ready for school. ********
She was running full speed down the corridor and so was unable to avoid the figure that suddenly appeared around the corner. She hit him hard, and they both fell down on the floor on their buttocks.
"Gomen nasai! Gomen nasai!" Fuuko blurted out, rubbing her behind with her left hand where it hurt. She looked up at the figure who was slowly standing up and recognized who he was. Icy cold blue eyes and an angelic face that did not show any emotion at all were looking down at her. Immediately a red blush slowly began to flood her face as she remembered the minutiae of her previous night's dream.
"Oi, Toki-chan! Have you been staring at me all this time!?"
"You were, weren't you?"
".I .I r-really w-wouldn't mind if y-you wrere to. too. if y-you were to look. look at me you know."
"Aishiteru, Mikagami Tokiya."
"Iya" his calm voice spoke, cutting cleanly through her daydreaming. "I wasn't hurt at all." He held out his hand.
She took it. And the moment their hands touched, she heard it very clearly in her mind. Mikagami's voice, Mikagami's thought.
Why do I dream of you?
"I dream of you too." she had answered out loud without thinking about it. And when she had realized this her blush deepened into an alarming shade of red. She saw the very surprised look on Mikagami's eyes but it was there for only a second. In the next heartbeat it was gone. She finally noticed the lovely warmth that was slowly suffusing her whole body and recognized its source: she was still holding on to Mikagami's hand. She stood up with his help and very, very reluctantly let him go.
"Jaa." Mikagami uttered and walked away without looking back.
Kirisawa leaned against the nearest wall and waited for her heartbeat to slow down and for her face to cool off. "Baka! Baka! Baka!" she scolded herself for what she had done. What's he going to think of me now? He already thinks of me as a monkey, now it's probably going to be worse, much worse. Now she's a slut? A bitch in heat? "Unngghh." she groaned at the thought. I cannot possibly bear it if he starts to think of me that way!
When she at last felt a little more like herself again, Kirisawa continued on her way to her classroom.
********
Mikagami was trying very hard to get her out of his head, but was barely being able to do it. And the fact that he already knew everything about today's lesson on Trigonometry so he didn't need to listen to his sensei's discussion didn't help one bit. His mind kept wandering on to other subjects, and always those subjects seem to be about her. Her speed, her agility, her lithe build, the amazing talent she had displayed in the use of the Fuujin, the way her skirt had fluttered up that morning when they had collided allowing him to see a little bit more than her silky legs. Oh great, those dreams are starting to get to me.
"Mikagami-san."
"2 times the square root of pi, sensei."
The whole class was dumbfounded, as always. He didn't even appear to have been listening!
"Soudayo!" exclaimed the teacher, who actually expected nothing less from Mikagami Tokiya, the number one student in this whole school. "Will you please go up to the board and explain to the class how you came up with the answer?"
"Hai, sensei", Mikagami said as he did what was asked of him, glad to have something to occupy his mind other than thoughts of Kirisawa Fuuko, Goddess of Wind.
********
"Tokiya-sempai! Kochi desu!"
He looked around the cafeteria and saw Yanagi-san waving at him. Sitting beside her was Recca, and then, opposite the two was a gorilla (actually, it was Domon), and lastly, he saw her. Fuuko. He was carrying around a tray of food, looking for someplace to sit after turning down countless offers from all the girls who were eating there too. He went over to join them.
Fuuko moved over and he found himself sitting between her and Domon. From the corner of his eye he was a bit surprised to see that a hint of pink was slowly appearing on Kirisawa's cheeks. He remembered their encounter earlier that morning and he thought, She's still a bit embarrassed about that. Well, I didn't mean to see what she had been wearing underneath her skirt! It was an accident! I'm not a pervert by nature! But still, maybe I need to apologize.
But I can't do that here. they'll all know, and that'll make it more embarrassing for Kirisawa. I guess I'll just call her up and apologize over the phone then.
"Ne, Tokiya-sempai." Yanagi-san suddenly spoke up, interrupting his thoughts. He looked up and saw a radiant smile on her lips, and a seriously considering look on her face. "I never noticed before, but." she paused, and then continued on, in a serious tone, ".You and Fuuko-chan look good together. Really good. I think you two would make a very cute couple."
Ishijima Domon fell over with a resounding 'blagag' and with a long wail of "IYAAAA!!!!!!!"
Hanabishi Recca was actually looking at them (him and Fuuko), surprised, but also with an expression that seemed to be saying, 'hey, my hime's right.'
Kirisawa Fuuko's cheeks had flushed into that alarming shade of red Mikagami had seen earlier.
But he remained as expressionless as ever. He thought his heart may have skipped a beat there, but he ignored it. For why would Yanagi-san's innocent comment excite his heart enough to do that, anyway?
"Hmp." He smirked. "Sumanai, but I don't think there's any way I'd ever fall for monkey-girl here."
"Tokiya-sempai!!!" Yanagi-san immediately reacted, her face growing pale.
He was surprised at Yanagi-san's reaction, but he was surprised even more when Kirisawa suddenly stood up angrily and shouted at him, "Well, what makes you think I'd fall for you too!? YOU ICICLE-BRAIN!!!" and flung her tray of food all over the cafeteria floor. And then she was running away with the speed of the wind, nearly ripping the doors off their hinges as she pushed them open out of her way. And then she was gone from his sight.
Mikagami Tokiya continued to stare in the direction she had taken, unable to do anything more than that. An emotion had finally registered on his features, looking so out of place there that he looked almost. pitiful.
He was shocked. And not because of Kirisawa Fuuko's sudden flare of anger directed towards him.
It was because he had seen tears on her eyes.