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Orange. Orange who?
Chapter 14
"He's right here." Kagura's soft voice spoke, just to my right. I turned slowly and saw my friends. Miyako and Maron dragging Chiaki behind her. Chiaki. I raised my hand but resisted touching my neck. The hicky was probably still there. Those golden eyes glanced at me. I averted my eyes after he did.
"Iincho." Maron was the first to speak. "We came as soon as we heard."
"As soon as we had octopus puffs you mean." Chiaki added, sarcastically.
"It was just a snack. It's lunch time after all and I was hungry." She argued with him. "And don't pretend you didn't have any." she accused.
"That's enough you two." Miyako walked right up to me and took my hands. "Are you alright, Iincho?"
"Uh." I appriciated her concern, but before I realized it I glanced at Chiaki, who suddenly seemed very seriously worried about me. "I'm fine." I took my hands away.
"There's a waiting area this way," Kagura told us, indicating with a raised arm. "If you'll follow me."
We all sat around talking, well, Maron and Miyako sat around talking. Every now and again my curiosity won and I looked at Chiaki. Sometimes he was talking to the girls other times he was looking at me. I couldn't concentrate. I couldn't tell what Chiaki was thinking. Most of all, it was feeling awfully crowded in here.
"Don't you think so?" Maron directed the question at me.
"Um," I had no clue what she was trying to ask me and I was in no mood to fake it. "I've got to get a drink of water."
"Iincho." Maron tried to follow me but Chiaki stopped her.
"Let him go." he told her.
"But he's"
"He's just fine. Let him go."
I don't know if I'd call it fine, but I was grateful to wander a little, clear my head. I was having trouble thinking and even feeling, like having invisible gloves on in the middle of summer. You know, like you should be feeling the open air and you're not sure why you aren't.
Maybe I was thinking too many thoughts at once and I couldn't just pick one to focus on. Same with my feelings I guess. Chiaki, grandpa, Maron, and Nagoya sensei. It was all too much. I shook my head and returned to the waiting room. It was dark and there was still no word.
"I'm really sorry." Maron bowed to me suddenly. "I have to go. homework and stuff, you know." she took my hand. "Every thing's going to be fine." she smiled.
"Thank you." I wish I could believe that.
"I just got a call." Miyako told me. "A notice from Kaitou Sinbad was received. I think you better sit this one out." The purple haired girl was only thinking of me, but I did have a promise to keep. I set a goal for myself, my grandpa would want me to do it.
"Thanks, but please tell me the details later alright?" I watched her leave. I looked around, but didn't see Chiaki. Did he leave too? Maron and Miyako should have said something. It's better if I'm alone anyway...right?
"God, not another one!" I heard Chiaki's voice come from outside the waiting room.
"I'm afraid so." The soft voice of Nagoya-san's secretary replied.
"He preaches about having a stable environment. What's so stable about six different wives in the past three years? Who wants to come home to that?"
"He's looking for another, one more suitable for you and for him."
"Yeah right." Chiaki was angry. I peeked around the corner enough to see my friend run a hand through his blue hair. "That guy's just a sleeze."
"Please, don't say that about your father." His tone was strict.
"Then you talk to him." my classmate turned around. "He won't listen to me no matter how many times I tell him. I don't, nor will I ever, want another mother."
"But you need..." Kagura frowned.
"That's dad talking." the blue haired teen accused.
"Well," his dark eyes looked away, unable to deny that it was his father's wishes more than his own.
"Why doesn't he just give up?" Chiaki turned away, shaking with anger. The dark haired man sighed and touched the teenager's shoulder.
"It's impossible to give up on the one you love." he explained. "Even when the one who is hurting them the most is you."
"Love huh?" Chiaki scoffed.
I went back to my seat in the waiting room. It's impossible to give up on the one you love...but how do you know it's love? Grandma told me, when I was small: "Love can only happen between people." In other words, even if I do love Chiaki...if he doesn't love me...it's not love at all.
I shook my head. That's saying that I love him, I mean, I'm a guy and he's a guy and...I guess I've heard of relationships like that, but I don't know if grandpa would approve. But I don't love him!
I mean...I mean...I like him and he smells good and he's always there for me and he's handsome and smart and funny and protects me from jerks and when he kissed me I felt so...and...and...My hands were in fists again and I bit the inside of my cheek. What am I doing?
Orange. Orange who?
Chapter 14
"He's right here." Kagura's soft voice spoke, just to my right. I turned slowly and saw my friends. Miyako and Maron dragging Chiaki behind her. Chiaki. I raised my hand but resisted touching my neck. The hicky was probably still there. Those golden eyes glanced at me. I averted my eyes after he did.
"Iincho." Maron was the first to speak. "We came as soon as we heard."
"As soon as we had octopus puffs you mean." Chiaki added, sarcastically.
"It was just a snack. It's lunch time after all and I was hungry." She argued with him. "And don't pretend you didn't have any." she accused.
"That's enough you two." Miyako walked right up to me and took my hands. "Are you alright, Iincho?"
"Uh." I appriciated her concern, but before I realized it I glanced at Chiaki, who suddenly seemed very seriously worried about me. "I'm fine." I took my hands away.
"There's a waiting area this way," Kagura told us, indicating with a raised arm. "If you'll follow me."
We all sat around talking, well, Maron and Miyako sat around talking. Every now and again my curiosity won and I looked at Chiaki. Sometimes he was talking to the girls other times he was looking at me. I couldn't concentrate. I couldn't tell what Chiaki was thinking. Most of all, it was feeling awfully crowded in here.
"Don't you think so?" Maron directed the question at me.
"Um," I had no clue what she was trying to ask me and I was in no mood to fake it. "I've got to get a drink of water."
"Iincho." Maron tried to follow me but Chiaki stopped her.
"Let him go." he told her.
"But he's"
"He's just fine. Let him go."
I don't know if I'd call it fine, but I was grateful to wander a little, clear my head. I was having trouble thinking and even feeling, like having invisible gloves on in the middle of summer. You know, like you should be feeling the open air and you're not sure why you aren't.
Maybe I was thinking too many thoughts at once and I couldn't just pick one to focus on. Same with my feelings I guess. Chiaki, grandpa, Maron, and Nagoya sensei. It was all too much. I shook my head and returned to the waiting room. It was dark and there was still no word.
"I'm really sorry." Maron bowed to me suddenly. "I have to go. homework and stuff, you know." she took my hand. "Every thing's going to be fine." she smiled.
"Thank you." I wish I could believe that.
"I just got a call." Miyako told me. "A notice from Kaitou Sinbad was received. I think you better sit this one out." The purple haired girl was only thinking of me, but I did have a promise to keep. I set a goal for myself, my grandpa would want me to do it.
"Thanks, but please tell me the details later alright?" I watched her leave. I looked around, but didn't see Chiaki. Did he leave too? Maron and Miyako should have said something. It's better if I'm alone anyway...right?
"God, not another one!" I heard Chiaki's voice come from outside the waiting room.
"I'm afraid so." The soft voice of Nagoya-san's secretary replied.
"He preaches about having a stable environment. What's so stable about six different wives in the past three years? Who wants to come home to that?"
"He's looking for another, one more suitable for you and for him."
"Yeah right." Chiaki was angry. I peeked around the corner enough to see my friend run a hand through his blue hair. "That guy's just a sleeze."
"Please, don't say that about your father." His tone was strict.
"Then you talk to him." my classmate turned around. "He won't listen to me no matter how many times I tell him. I don't, nor will I ever, want another mother."
"But you need..." Kagura frowned.
"That's dad talking." the blue haired teen accused.
"Well," his dark eyes looked away, unable to deny that it was his father's wishes more than his own.
"Why doesn't he just give up?" Chiaki turned away, shaking with anger. The dark haired man sighed and touched the teenager's shoulder.
"It's impossible to give up on the one you love." he explained. "Even when the one who is hurting them the most is you."
"Love huh?" Chiaki scoffed.
I went back to my seat in the waiting room. It's impossible to give up on the one you love...but how do you know it's love? Grandma told me, when I was small: "Love can only happen between people." In other words, even if I do love Chiaki...if he doesn't love me...it's not love at all.
I shook my head. That's saying that I love him, I mean, I'm a guy and he's a guy and...I guess I've heard of relationships like that, but I don't know if grandpa would approve. But I don't love him!
I mean...I mean...I like him and he smells good and he's always there for me and he's handsome and smart and funny and protects me from jerks and when he kissed me I felt so...and...and...My hands were in fists again and I bit the inside of my cheek. What am I doing?