Heh Heh…I'm still so proud of mehself O_o; Don't ask why. Ahem, as I *promised* I wrote a new Mimato story. For those of you who are waiting for the sequel to my other one, I'm not posting it up till next week, since I'm trying to catch up with my other stories. Okay ^o^ IVIimi is back! I really hope you like this one, dun forget to review! n.n
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"Nani?! Military School?!" I practically hollered at my parents. How could they do this to me? Me! Their sweet and perfect daughter! I could just die this minute.
"Gomen ne, Honey. You know that we wouldn't do this unless it's for a good cause," my mom sweetly replied, stroking my hair.
"But-dad!" I cried out, "The dance is this Friday, I have to be there!"
"Mimi," my dad firmly said and at that moment his face said it all, I was beaten, "Look, princess…Because of that little stunt you pulled, we have no choice. Besides, it's only gonna be for a year, you'll see your friends again next year and you can also see them on weekends and in the summer."
"But-you can't do this to me!"
"Mimi that is enough!" My dad yelled. He barely never yells at me, his treasured princess, like this. I ran up the stairs, slammed the door to my average-pink-picture-perfect room and cried on my pillow.
The next and final day I'll ever have at Odaiba High, I tried and enjoyed as much of it as I could. I had told my friends how I was being sent to my uncles' military school, they were also devastated, they even tried to cheer me up by taking me to the mall. Oh the mall, how'd I miss this almost-home, where I spent half the day in with my friends. And my friends, the people who I've spent most of my childhood with…Why are my parents being so unfair for a stupid little joke!
"Forget about, Mimi!" my friend, Katie, said to cheer me up.
"Forget about it? Katie, it's a military school! Aren't you even sad that I won't get to see you till next year and that's even if my strict uncle doesn't keep me there!" I scowled back.
"Hai, but we could still see each other on weekends, and even in the summer! You and I could go to Morioka and spend the summer there!" she said.
"Katie, are you fully comprehending this?! My life is over! You're even starting to sound like my parents now…" I coldly replied.
"Well, I'm sorry, okay?! I was only trying to cheer you up!" she yelled. I could see the tears forming in her eyes as she ran away. Oh Katie…I had just lost my best friend.
When I got home, I ran straight up my room, ignoring my parents calls. I can never forgive them for what they're doing to me. I slowly walked around my room, the pink walls were partly covered wit pictures of me and my friends, my family and I on vacation together, and thousands of me. I collapsed on my soft, fluffy bed and stared up at the ceiling filled with glow in the dark stickers that I had put up when I was little since I was so scared of the dark-and I still was-I even had mini lanterns that were tied together and strung around the wall corners. I glanced over beside me to my suitcases, I barely even started packing and I was leaving tomorrow. I had seen those military shows before and could barely make it through a whole minute watching a bunch of bakas crawl through icky mud, getting yelled at by these gross lieutenants and having to cut their hair-wait! Does this mean I have to cut my hair?!
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"Hustle, hustle! C'mon you call that running?! My 5-yr-old niece could do better!" I heard some guy yell as I stepped out of the car. That's a nice first impression! I thought. (Gomen if that sounded a tad bit corny!)
I stared disgustedly around. It was more horrible than the TV shows. Dozens of groups of girls and boys around my age marched through the place while being taunted and hollered at by these huge loudmouths. I stood between my parents in the entrance. It was like an academy. Middle-aged house like buildings stood humbly around in a circular grassy field, a huge part of it was occupied with the most hardest looking obstacle courses I've ever seen-they expect me to run through this? Heck, I can't even make it through climbing the rope at gym! In the middle of the field was a Sakura tree in bloom that served as a vertex of an intersection where students used to pass across the field and onto their classes. I turned to my parents.
"Okay, kitchen duty for two months, straight As until my graduation, and babysitting for a whole year for this, it's my last offer. Take it or leave it," I humbly proposed.
"Mimi, we've been through this before." I sighed, "Look, honey, we know how much you're going through right now. But you can't cook to save you're skin, you always pull As anyway, and you don't have any younger siblings to baby-sit. Please just make the best of it, Mimi, you always do." My mom hugged me.
"Ah! Oniichan!" I turned around to see my uncle running over to us. Great, a whole year wasted on spending time with the commandant. Why don't they just kill me now? I stiffened when my uncle turned to me.
My uncle noticed this, "At ease, soldier" 'Soldier' how I disliked it when he calls me that, I mean hello!
"Hey, uncle. Thanks for taking the time out of your busy schedule to take me in the school for the year," I tried to keep a grin on my face.
"No problem, soldier. Glad you could be here!" he slapped my back. Ow! It felt like a truck just hit me.
I slightly waved as my parents drove away, trying to keep the tears back. My uncle didn't even bother taking my bags, he said that from now on no one's going to be helping me, that I 'had to survive in the wilderness on my own'. For crying out loud we're in the middle of Tokyo here! It took all my strength to haul my pink luggage and to keep up with him at the same time. My cheeks turned red as I felt all of the people gawking at me, I just shot them a glare back, at least I had better taste in fashion. I glanced around the obstacle course, do they really expect me to make it out here? I can't even make it through a Social Studies. Well, the only bonus point that I have here are all the kawaii guys! I started scanning around and stopped in my tracks as I saw him. Running along with his fellow err-company, a tall, handsome, blonde boy about my age ran along the field yelling out orders. He didn't look half bad in his white shirt tucked in camo baggy pants. He had on a straight face and had the most charming yet mysterious blue eyes I have ever seen that seemed to be like a pair of magnets that kept my eyes glued onto him-I could also see all the girls fainting as he jogged pass them. Who could blame them…Crash!
"Ow…" I sat up, rubbing my head.
"Watch it, baka!" I looked up and saw who I had bumped into. It was a girl about the same age as me. She had red, sort of spiky hair and a bad attitude, not to mention terrible taste in clothes! I squinted at her name tag, 'Motimiya'.
"Oh! Hi there, I'm Tachikawa-"
"I know who you are, watch where you're going next time!" she scowled and walked away. I watched her as she skipped towards the blonde boy I had been staring at before.
"Oh, Yamato! Wait up!"
Yamato…so that was his name!
"Here we are!" I bumped into my uncle when he stopped. I looked up and saw the same ratty-colorless, not to mention, most unfashionable piece of construction I've ever seen.
"Here would be an understatement." I said as I walked in, I turned around, "Aren't you gonna come in with me?"
My uncle shook his head, "Gomen, soldier. It's all you now. I have to get back to my services now," he reached his hand out, "Have a good time, soldier."
I looked at his hand, is this all our relationship is based on, no hugs? No 'I'll miss you'? Not even a simple 'goodbye'? But a handshake? I sighed and took his hand which he shook vigorously, making me feel like I'm in an earthquake. He saluted and marched away. I took a deep breathe and stepped into the place I'm going to be calling home for the next 11 months.
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Done x.o I didn't feel like editing since I'm just too tired, so ignore the mistakes that I made. I'm not very familiar with military terms so if you are, I would appreciate it if you could give me some basic terms that I'll need to know ^___^ Hope you liked the chapter! Please review!