Disclaimer: I don't own Kare Kano. Does this really surprise you? It
shouldn't. You ARE reading fanfiction, after all.
Author's Note: Okay, I have made an important decision!! Although no one reads this, I will continue to write Kazuma/Tsubasa fics!! Why, you ask? Simple. I need a break from Forgotten Childhood, and I need more Kazuma/Tsubasa stuff. I've also got multiple other one-shots in the works, and a massive Taito fic. But I'm planning at least four or five more of this series, probably more. Okay, so even if no one reads this, I will continue to write!!!!!!! Yeah!!!!!!! *gives self moral support* If you do read this, please R&R!!!!!!! PLEASE!!!!!!! I'M BEGGING YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
In this chapter: Tsubasa reflects on her first meeting with Kazuma.
Enjoy!!
Chapter 5:
Give It Time
Who did he think he was?
Showing up late, looking like a rocker yaro, and smiling at her like a freak. Then, as if all that wasn't enough, he thought she was in middle school!! Their parents had tried to get him to understand, but then he thought she was in elementary school!! Oh, she had a thing or two to say to him about that!
How could he think that? Didn't his mother, the harlot, tell him that she was older then he was? That she would be his OLDER sister? What was he THIKING? WAS he thinking??
Oh, she was mad. She was ticked off. What gave him the right to go and assume things about her? Didn't he understand how normal people acted in front of strangers? Wasn't he supposed to be making a good impression on her, or something??
Why, oh why, did her father have to pick out a woman who had a punk son like him?! It was bad enough that he wanted to get remarried, but now she might be getting a brother like HIM?! Who could ever possibly want a brother like that guy? He was completely disrespectful, not to mention a lowlife who had no future at all.
Ugh- why did these sorts of things always happen to her? Couldn't things go right in her life for once? Just for one time, she'd like SOMETHING to turn out good for her!
Was that really too much to ask?
Apparently, it was. She hoped that she never saw that loser or his mother again. It was too painful to sit there, watching that woman try and be her mother. She didn't need a mother. She was fine by herself. She had daddy. Even if he wanted to find someone else, she would still be fine. She was fine alone. She didn't need anyone there. She didn't need support from someone else- she was just fine by herself.
She had always been fine by herself. And now, look what had happened. Her daddy wanted to be with that woman and her rocker yaro son. Why did this have to happen?
More importantly, did he want this to happen? Would her father only be happy if he married this woman? She didn't want her daddy to be unhappy, but at the same time, she didn't want to be stuck living with that rocker.
Wasn't there another way to make him happy? All her life, she had tried and tried to do everything for her daddy. But that hadn't been enough, had it? She hadn't been able to be everything her daddy needed, so he had to turn elsewhere.
Fine. That was fine with her. Let him turn away from her. Let him go and be with that other woman. If that's what he wanted so badly, then she thought he should get it.
But she wouldn't agree to it. She could never agree to anything that made her as miserable as this marriage would. She didn't want those people to move into her house. She didn't want them to invade her world.
She didn't want them to take her daddy away from her.
But she couldn't do anything about.
If she said no, what would he do? Would he agree with her and go back to the way things used to be? Somehow, she doubted that.
Well, then, what if he agreed with her but was upset all the time? If he was always miserable when he came home, and he never seemed to be happy ever again? She would know that it was all her fault, and she would blame herself and feel guilty. There seemed to be no good solution.
Maybe it was better to just give up. But then her daddy would go and marry this woman, she'd get a rocker yaro brother, and everything would go to hell.
Hmm.....
.....
.....
She'd have to think it through carefully.
She didn't want to push her father away, but she couldn't agree to this marriage.
.....
No easy solution this time.
.....
She'd definitely have to think this over carefully.
What answer would give her the ending she wanted? What choice would make her daddy agree to go back to how everything used to be?
Would he be able to go back to that, now that he's met that woman?
She sighed, and let her mind wander. Stupid harlot. Stupid rocker yaro. Middle school, indeed. What was wrong with him anyway? Did she look that young? She knew she looked younger than the people in her class, but she had always chalked it up to being cute. Not looking like she was ten!
Punk rocker yaro. Didn't know what he was talking about. Couldn't even dress properly. Bleached hair, and that skull necklace! Ugh, it gave her shivers just thinking about it.
Rocker yaro.....
How could he ever be her brother? How would she ever grow to like someone like that?
And why, in God's name why, did her father have to remarry?
She leaned back and began to play with the ends of her hair. She'd think it through more tomorrow. For right now, though, she just needed sleep.
Maybe she'd think of something in the morning.
She HAD to think of something in the morning.
There was no other available option for her. Think of something, or get a mother and brother. Something would come to her.
She only had to give it time.
Author's Note: Okay, I have made an important decision!! Although no one reads this, I will continue to write Kazuma/Tsubasa fics!! Why, you ask? Simple. I need a break from Forgotten Childhood, and I need more Kazuma/Tsubasa stuff. I've also got multiple other one-shots in the works, and a massive Taito fic. But I'm planning at least four or five more of this series, probably more. Okay, so even if no one reads this, I will continue to write!!!!!!! Yeah!!!!!!! *gives self moral support* If you do read this, please R&R!!!!!!! PLEASE!!!!!!! I'M BEGGING YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
In this chapter: Tsubasa reflects on her first meeting with Kazuma.
Enjoy!!
Chapter 5:
Give It Time
Who did he think he was?
Showing up late, looking like a rocker yaro, and smiling at her like a freak. Then, as if all that wasn't enough, he thought she was in middle school!! Their parents had tried to get him to understand, but then he thought she was in elementary school!! Oh, she had a thing or two to say to him about that!
How could he think that? Didn't his mother, the harlot, tell him that she was older then he was? That she would be his OLDER sister? What was he THIKING? WAS he thinking??
Oh, she was mad. She was ticked off. What gave him the right to go and assume things about her? Didn't he understand how normal people acted in front of strangers? Wasn't he supposed to be making a good impression on her, or something??
Why, oh why, did her father have to pick out a woman who had a punk son like him?! It was bad enough that he wanted to get remarried, but now she might be getting a brother like HIM?! Who could ever possibly want a brother like that guy? He was completely disrespectful, not to mention a lowlife who had no future at all.
Ugh- why did these sorts of things always happen to her? Couldn't things go right in her life for once? Just for one time, she'd like SOMETHING to turn out good for her!
Was that really too much to ask?
Apparently, it was. She hoped that she never saw that loser or his mother again. It was too painful to sit there, watching that woman try and be her mother. She didn't need a mother. She was fine by herself. She had daddy. Even if he wanted to find someone else, she would still be fine. She was fine alone. She didn't need anyone there. She didn't need support from someone else- she was just fine by herself.
She had always been fine by herself. And now, look what had happened. Her daddy wanted to be with that woman and her rocker yaro son. Why did this have to happen?
More importantly, did he want this to happen? Would her father only be happy if he married this woman? She didn't want her daddy to be unhappy, but at the same time, she didn't want to be stuck living with that rocker.
Wasn't there another way to make him happy? All her life, she had tried and tried to do everything for her daddy. But that hadn't been enough, had it? She hadn't been able to be everything her daddy needed, so he had to turn elsewhere.
Fine. That was fine with her. Let him turn away from her. Let him go and be with that other woman. If that's what he wanted so badly, then she thought he should get it.
But she wouldn't agree to it. She could never agree to anything that made her as miserable as this marriage would. She didn't want those people to move into her house. She didn't want them to invade her world.
She didn't want them to take her daddy away from her.
But she couldn't do anything about.
If she said no, what would he do? Would he agree with her and go back to the way things used to be? Somehow, she doubted that.
Well, then, what if he agreed with her but was upset all the time? If he was always miserable when he came home, and he never seemed to be happy ever again? She would know that it was all her fault, and she would blame herself and feel guilty. There seemed to be no good solution.
Maybe it was better to just give up. But then her daddy would go and marry this woman, she'd get a rocker yaro brother, and everything would go to hell.
Hmm.....
.....
.....
She'd have to think it through carefully.
She didn't want to push her father away, but she couldn't agree to this marriage.
.....
No easy solution this time.
.....
She'd definitely have to think this over carefully.
What answer would give her the ending she wanted? What choice would make her daddy agree to go back to how everything used to be?
Would he be able to go back to that, now that he's met that woman?
She sighed, and let her mind wander. Stupid harlot. Stupid rocker yaro. Middle school, indeed. What was wrong with him anyway? Did she look that young? She knew she looked younger than the people in her class, but she had always chalked it up to being cute. Not looking like she was ten!
Punk rocker yaro. Didn't know what he was talking about. Couldn't even dress properly. Bleached hair, and that skull necklace! Ugh, it gave her shivers just thinking about it.
Rocker yaro.....
How could he ever be her brother? How would she ever grow to like someone like that?
And why, in God's name why, did her father have to remarry?
She leaned back and began to play with the ends of her hair. She'd think it through more tomorrow. For right now, though, she just needed sleep.
Maybe she'd think of something in the morning.
She HAD to think of something in the morning.
There was no other available option for her. Think of something, or get a mother and brother. Something would come to her.
She only had to give it time.