A Storm in Autumn
by Sparrow
Chapter One
"Ma-Kirisawa, Fuuko, it's me!" Recca called as he stuck his head in through the open backdoor to our kitchen. He looked around and caught sight of me sitting at the island counter, a sandwich in one hand and my homework under the other. Growing up next to one another, we've always had free run of each others' houses. And after Dad left, Hanabishi-san and my mom dated for a while, and even though they decided to break it off, Recca's always treated my mom like his own, and he still does, even with Kagero around. This used to bother me a lot when we were younger, after all she's my mom, and I wasn't exactly keen on sharing my title of "baby". But that was a long time ago.
Recca grinned at me and came in, taking a bar stool across the counter from me. I glared at him and swallowed my bit of sandwich. "When are you going to start knocking at the front door like other decent humans?" I demanded.
"When you're a decent human," he said, winking and sticking out his tongue.
I would have slugged him hard right then if my mom hadn't come in.
"Children, children," she said, bopping me on the head with a wooden spoon and brandishing it at Recca as well, though she continued speaking to me. "Really, Fuuko, I don't know where this comes from. You and Yotomi never fought so much." She sighed and shook her head.
"It's 'cause we're natural enemies, Ma-Kirisawa," Recca chirped, leaning his stool back on two legs. I glared at him wrathfully, but could not contain my giggles when the stool toppled over and took him with it.
We're "natural enemies" because we're so close to being siblings. The reason I never fought with Yotomi, my older brother, was because he was my honorable older brother and treated me well. Besides, he left for University before I caught the "fighting spirit".
"I'll thank you not to destroy any more of our furniture, Hanabishi Recca," Mom said, though she was laughing herself. He just grinned at her sheepishly, and stood up, dusting himself off and checking the stool for any damage before righting it. "Anyway," Mom turned back to me. "I have to go run some errands. You and Recca try not to kill one another while I'm gone, please?"
"Of course, Mom," I said, nodding, and turned back to my sandwich and my homework. This meant I would be alone in the house since Ganko had gone somewhere with Koganei who was helping Yanagi with something for the day. Perfect. Except that Recca was still there to be dealt with.
I ignored him until I finished my sandwich. "So, what's up?"
He was leaning back on the stool again, the previous disaster already forgotten. "Eh, me an' the others were talkin' about meeting up at that new coffee shop in a bit, an' I figured I'd see if you wanted to come with since you're right next door."
"Sounds great," I said, already off my stool and closing the book. "Anything's better than reading Great Expectations again!"
"Yeah," Recca said while I found my jacket, "I really don't get why they want us to read that thing anyway. It's not like England's got anythin' to do with us..."
I just laughed at him and shook my head as I pulled my jacket on. It wasn't really all that cold out, hence the open back door, but with Autumn almost in full swing, one could never be sure.
~*~
By the time we reached the coffee shop, I was glad I'd brought my jacket. Temperamental Autumn weather changes had struck in the middle of our walk, and Recca was bravely trying not to turn blue in his thin t-shirt and jeans. I was doing a good deal of laughing at his expense that day. Inside, the coffee shop was warm, and we found the rest of the gang already seated at a wrap-around corner booth, Yanagi, Koganei, Ganko, Domon, and even...
"Mi-chan! Is this any way for the most brilliant man in school to be spending his Sunday afternoon?" I shrilled as we approached.
His head jerked around to look at me-- us, and he raised an eyebrow in a smirk as he replied cooly, "It is if he's finished all of his homework already."
Before I had a chance to reply, Recca sped past me toward Yanagi. "Hime! It's freezing out there! And--"
I didn't catch the rest of what he was saying because he'd knocked me off balance. As I tried to steady myself, Yanagi jumped up, warning, "Watch out, the waitress spilled--"
Time slowed, I saw my shoes slide in the puddle of water, the waitress returning with a mop and stopping to look on in horror, Domon trying to reach me and becoming aggravated with the table trapping him out of reach, the table speeding toward me. I shut my eyes as I twisted forward, hands held out...
In an instant everything was back to normal... only not exactly. I opened my eyes to find my face not in smashed into the table and spurting blood as I'd expected, but pillowed against something soft, flannelly... Mikagami's shirt! His scent of winter-pine and mint filled my senses and I became very aware of his arm around my waist, my hand pressed against his chest... me almost in his lap!
As soon as all this registered, I must have turned bright red, I know I did! I quickly shoved away from him, muttering thanks and apologies nervously and stood up, only to find that the only available seat was the one right next to him. Not wanting to lose face too much, I sat down again and kept my gaze on the table, hoping the burning in my cheeks would quickly vanish.
"Are you ok?" I looked up to see Mikagami leaning a little closer to me.
"H-hai. Arigato. Just a little shaken," I managed, nodding and cursing my voice for being so quiet and almost wavering.
That seemed to satisfy him, as he nodded a little and settled back.
The waitress came hurrying up just then. "Oh, gomen, gomen!" she cried. "I'm so, so sorry! Please, let me make it up to you, Miss!"
"No, really, that's ok," I said, glad of some distraction from Mi-chan and how good he looked in that white turtle-neck and green flannel shirt, and how good he smelled, and... "It was an accident and I'm fine now."
"I insist, Miss! It is my fault! Please, whatever you order will be free," she said, begging more than anything.
"It was his fault," I said, pointing to Recca who was trying to get Yanagi to give him her sweater, and half paying attention to us on the other side of the table. "Really-- free? Oh, ok then."
The waitress looked relieved and handed me a menu before going to mop up the dastardly puddle and then bring the rest of the group's orders. I buried my face in the menu and pretended to be very interested in the deserts while Koganei decided to change the subject to what an ass Recca was.
I peeked over the menu at Mi-chan and was glad to discover that he seemed to have forgotten the events of moments before. He was absently staring our the window, his head tilted slightly and his hair pooling about his shoulders, almost reaching the seat even with the poney-tail. I had an irrational urge to run my fingers through the long silver-brown mass, quite sure that it would be silky soft to the touch, but I refrained and quickly returned my eyes to the deserts before my mind could wander any further.
Ok, so I have a crush on Mikagami Tokiya, so what? Me and half the world, welcome to the club, here's your membership card, badge, and sticker, don't forget to come to the next meeting where we'll discuss what he ate for breakfast... Ok, I'm not that obsessed. Really. It's just a crush. It'll go away if I ignore it and don't entertain fantasies of him returning the affection. I know he doesn't. It was just on reflex that he caught me. No special reason. Mi-chan isn't interested in women, especially not some tough-as-nails girl like me.
....So why do I keep getting the feeling he's looking at me?
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Commento:
I have only seen the anime; I try to find info about the manga, or find translations (scanlations are even better, if I can find 'em!), but it's very difficult to find sites that are a) still up and b) actually have the translations/info. so I make do with what little I do know.
Yotomi is the name I gave Fuuko's brother who, as far as I know, is not cannonly specified as being either older or younger, but is usually assumed to be older in the fandom. The name means "sun riches". I couldn't find any boys' names that meant "wind" or something like it.
Again, as far as I know, there is no information on her father. In most fics I've read, he's been around, in one they divorced (but it was AU, and Raiha was her brother). In my version, he left. *shrug* no details.
Yes, I am pro To/Fuu. I don't know if I'm ever going to continue it, but if I do it will probably end up being To/Fuu, although there may be some Raiha action a well, since I've grown rather attatched to him since I first wrote this. Not saying who he might be paired with tho... I enjoy Rai/To just as much as Rai/Fu... ;p ...I do have ideas for some scenes later on, a few of which are narrated by Tokiya. *randomly glomps him* Raiha aside though, I don't think it'll have much plot though, besides "Fuuko crushes on Tokiya and angsts about it for ever and ever, and Tokiya actually secretly does like her, but doesn't want to reveal it, etc." basic To/Fuu plot line, unfortunately.
Oh yes, and Mi-chan will be somewhat out of character in some people's opinions. More detail into this later, if I actually do write the entirety of the fic.
Ah, and sorry for making Recca act like an ass. I do love him, but he's just so much fun to make fun of. ;p
-Sparrow
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by Sparrow
Chapter One
"Ma-Kirisawa, Fuuko, it's me!" Recca called as he stuck his head in through the open backdoor to our kitchen. He looked around and caught sight of me sitting at the island counter, a sandwich in one hand and my homework under the other. Growing up next to one another, we've always had free run of each others' houses. And after Dad left, Hanabishi-san and my mom dated for a while, and even though they decided to break it off, Recca's always treated my mom like his own, and he still does, even with Kagero around. This used to bother me a lot when we were younger, after all she's my mom, and I wasn't exactly keen on sharing my title of "baby". But that was a long time ago.
Recca grinned at me and came in, taking a bar stool across the counter from me. I glared at him and swallowed my bit of sandwich. "When are you going to start knocking at the front door like other decent humans?" I demanded.
"When you're a decent human," he said, winking and sticking out his tongue.
I would have slugged him hard right then if my mom hadn't come in.
"Children, children," she said, bopping me on the head with a wooden spoon and brandishing it at Recca as well, though she continued speaking to me. "Really, Fuuko, I don't know where this comes from. You and Yotomi never fought so much." She sighed and shook her head.
"It's 'cause we're natural enemies, Ma-Kirisawa," Recca chirped, leaning his stool back on two legs. I glared at him wrathfully, but could not contain my giggles when the stool toppled over and took him with it.
We're "natural enemies" because we're so close to being siblings. The reason I never fought with Yotomi, my older brother, was because he was my honorable older brother and treated me well. Besides, he left for University before I caught the "fighting spirit".
"I'll thank you not to destroy any more of our furniture, Hanabishi Recca," Mom said, though she was laughing herself. He just grinned at her sheepishly, and stood up, dusting himself off and checking the stool for any damage before righting it. "Anyway," Mom turned back to me. "I have to go run some errands. You and Recca try not to kill one another while I'm gone, please?"
"Of course, Mom," I said, nodding, and turned back to my sandwich and my homework. This meant I would be alone in the house since Ganko had gone somewhere with Koganei who was helping Yanagi with something for the day. Perfect. Except that Recca was still there to be dealt with.
I ignored him until I finished my sandwich. "So, what's up?"
He was leaning back on the stool again, the previous disaster already forgotten. "Eh, me an' the others were talkin' about meeting up at that new coffee shop in a bit, an' I figured I'd see if you wanted to come with since you're right next door."
"Sounds great," I said, already off my stool and closing the book. "Anything's better than reading Great Expectations again!"
"Yeah," Recca said while I found my jacket, "I really don't get why they want us to read that thing anyway. It's not like England's got anythin' to do with us..."
I just laughed at him and shook my head as I pulled my jacket on. It wasn't really all that cold out, hence the open back door, but with Autumn almost in full swing, one could never be sure.
~*~
By the time we reached the coffee shop, I was glad I'd brought my jacket. Temperamental Autumn weather changes had struck in the middle of our walk, and Recca was bravely trying not to turn blue in his thin t-shirt and jeans. I was doing a good deal of laughing at his expense that day. Inside, the coffee shop was warm, and we found the rest of the gang already seated at a wrap-around corner booth, Yanagi, Koganei, Ganko, Domon, and even...
"Mi-chan! Is this any way for the most brilliant man in school to be spending his Sunday afternoon?" I shrilled as we approached.
His head jerked around to look at me-- us, and he raised an eyebrow in a smirk as he replied cooly, "It is if he's finished all of his homework already."
Before I had a chance to reply, Recca sped past me toward Yanagi. "Hime! It's freezing out there! And--"
I didn't catch the rest of what he was saying because he'd knocked me off balance. As I tried to steady myself, Yanagi jumped up, warning, "Watch out, the waitress spilled--"
Time slowed, I saw my shoes slide in the puddle of water, the waitress returning with a mop and stopping to look on in horror, Domon trying to reach me and becoming aggravated with the table trapping him out of reach, the table speeding toward me. I shut my eyes as I twisted forward, hands held out...
In an instant everything was back to normal... only not exactly. I opened my eyes to find my face not in smashed into the table and spurting blood as I'd expected, but pillowed against something soft, flannelly... Mikagami's shirt! His scent of winter-pine and mint filled my senses and I became very aware of his arm around my waist, my hand pressed against his chest... me almost in his lap!
As soon as all this registered, I must have turned bright red, I know I did! I quickly shoved away from him, muttering thanks and apologies nervously and stood up, only to find that the only available seat was the one right next to him. Not wanting to lose face too much, I sat down again and kept my gaze on the table, hoping the burning in my cheeks would quickly vanish.
"Are you ok?" I looked up to see Mikagami leaning a little closer to me.
"H-hai. Arigato. Just a little shaken," I managed, nodding and cursing my voice for being so quiet and almost wavering.
That seemed to satisfy him, as he nodded a little and settled back.
The waitress came hurrying up just then. "Oh, gomen, gomen!" she cried. "I'm so, so sorry! Please, let me make it up to you, Miss!"
"No, really, that's ok," I said, glad of some distraction from Mi-chan and how good he looked in that white turtle-neck and green flannel shirt, and how good he smelled, and... "It was an accident and I'm fine now."
"I insist, Miss! It is my fault! Please, whatever you order will be free," she said, begging more than anything.
"It was his fault," I said, pointing to Recca who was trying to get Yanagi to give him her sweater, and half paying attention to us on the other side of the table. "Really-- free? Oh, ok then."
The waitress looked relieved and handed me a menu before going to mop up the dastardly puddle and then bring the rest of the group's orders. I buried my face in the menu and pretended to be very interested in the deserts while Koganei decided to change the subject to what an ass Recca was.
I peeked over the menu at Mi-chan and was glad to discover that he seemed to have forgotten the events of moments before. He was absently staring our the window, his head tilted slightly and his hair pooling about his shoulders, almost reaching the seat even with the poney-tail. I had an irrational urge to run my fingers through the long silver-brown mass, quite sure that it would be silky soft to the touch, but I refrained and quickly returned my eyes to the deserts before my mind could wander any further.
Ok, so I have a crush on Mikagami Tokiya, so what? Me and half the world, welcome to the club, here's your membership card, badge, and sticker, don't forget to come to the next meeting where we'll discuss what he ate for breakfast... Ok, I'm not that obsessed. Really. It's just a crush. It'll go away if I ignore it and don't entertain fantasies of him returning the affection. I know he doesn't. It was just on reflex that he caught me. No special reason. Mi-chan isn't interested in women, especially not some tough-as-nails girl like me.
....So why do I keep getting the feeling he's looking at me?
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Commento:
I have only seen the anime; I try to find info about the manga, or find translations (scanlations are even better, if I can find 'em!), but it's very difficult to find sites that are a) still up and b) actually have the translations/info. so I make do with what little I do know.
Yotomi is the name I gave Fuuko's brother who, as far as I know, is not cannonly specified as being either older or younger, but is usually assumed to be older in the fandom. The name means "sun riches". I couldn't find any boys' names that meant "wind" or something like it.
Again, as far as I know, there is no information on her father. In most fics I've read, he's been around, in one they divorced (but it was AU, and Raiha was her brother). In my version, he left. *shrug* no details.
Yes, I am pro To/Fuu. I don't know if I'm ever going to continue it, but if I do it will probably end up being To/Fuu, although there may be some Raiha action a well, since I've grown rather attatched to him since I first wrote this. Not saying who he might be paired with tho... I enjoy Rai/To just as much as Rai/Fu... ;p ...I do have ideas for some scenes later on, a few of which are narrated by Tokiya. *randomly glomps him* Raiha aside though, I don't think it'll have much plot though, besides "Fuuko crushes on Tokiya and angsts about it for ever and ever, and Tokiya actually secretly does like her, but doesn't want to reveal it, etc." basic To/Fuu plot line, unfortunately.
Oh yes, and Mi-chan will be somewhat out of character in some people's opinions. More detail into this later, if I actually do write the entirety of the fic.
Ah, and sorry for making Recca act like an ass. I do love him, but he's just so much fun to make fun of. ;p
-Sparrow
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