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Hitomi walked through the gates of the school building just as the bell was going. She couldn't be bothered to run. She could run if she wanted too, as she used to be on the school track team. But when her parents died, she gave up and became an outcast and a beyotch.
She walked into the classroom, and all of the heads turned to look at her. The teacher gave her a funny look, but didn't say anything.
Hitomi just looked around, and saw Dilandau standing next to the teacher, obviously being introduced.
He grinned at her, and she grinned back.
She looked back at the teacher, who pointed her finger towards the doorway. Hitomi rolled her eyes, and sludged outside to wait to be bored out of her mind.
The rest of the class turned to look back at Dilandau, who was grinning at all of them. Van sat at the back, glaring.
He turned his head, and noticed Amy, Madison's friend, looking at Dilandau with a weird 'mmmmmmmm, dinner' expression on her face.
Van just rolled his eyes.
"Now," said the teacher. Dilandau, you go and take a place in front of Van, while I go and deal with Hitomi."
The teacher briskly walked out of the room, and shouts could be heard throughout the corridor.
Dilandau strode over to the seat in front of Van, a smug smile on his face.
"What are you so happy about?" asked Van.
Dilandau's head swung to look at him.
"I love knowing who your friends are," spoke Dilandau, looking absentmindedly at his hand.
"Why?" snapped Van.
"And I also love knowing exactly who you 'like'."
"What the hell do you mean, Dilandau?"
Dilandau jerked his head over to the door.
"I'll get her, y'know. Just to get on your stupid little nerves. And when you strike out, that's when Hitomi'll know who's best. And let's face it, she's gonna pick me. I have to cool, silver hair, the red eyes, the gorgeous face and the hot body. You just a stupid little twig who tags after everyone."
Van pretended not to know what Dilandau was on about, but it didn't help when all of the color was missing from his face.
Dilandau just grinned even more.
"Oh, come on Van! You didn't possibly think that Hitomi would choose you! I mean, look at you! Your so pathetic!"
"I don't know what you're talking about," Van replied, coldly.
Dilandau just smirked, and turned around, as he spotted the teacher and a grinning Hitomi coming through the door.
The teacher made her way to her desk, as Hitomi took her place next to Van.
"Hey Dilandau," said Hitomi as she sat down.
"Hey 'Tomi," said Dilandau, shooting Van an evil smile.
Van just scowled.
"Now," interrupted the teacher's voice. "We have a new student today. Dilandau Albatau."
All of the students looked around to see this new boy, but Dilandau leant to one side, put a tired grin on his face, and kept his cool.
Van could see that Dilandau was gonna be popular with the girls- he could see most of them gazing at him with dreamy eyes.
He could also see that he wasn't going to be as popular with the boys, as some of them were putting a protective arm around they're girlfriends, and others were eying the girls they liked, seeing a tough competition.
Van sighed and turned his head towards the front of the class. The teacher was droning on about World War 2, and the heat of the summer's day was getting to him.
He began to think of when he had kissed Hitomi....
*Flashback *
Van saw Hitomi sleeping. She looked like and angel. He suddenly had the urge to kiss her. He didn't know whether it was because she and Dilandau had kissed earlier, or because she had never looked so beautiful. He decided what he was going to do, as he finished his drink. He turned the kitchen light off, and walked into the living room. He watched her for a few minutes, sleeping there. She stirred a little, but did not wake. He quickly did it before he changed his mind.
*End Flashback *
He was brought out of his daydream, as he felt someone tap his shoulder.
"Van?" she whispered. "Van?"
He looked over at Hitomi.
"Yeah?" he asked.
"A note from Dilandau."
Van curiously picked up the folded piece of paper, and read the message on it. He turned away slightly from Hitomi, incase she tried to read it.
'Having naughty daydream's about Hitomi, were we Van?'
Van quickly scrunched up the note, and turned bright red.
He looked over at Hitomi, and saw that she was looking at her hands as she fidgeted with them, a faint blush on her cheeks.
Van quickly spun around away from her.
'OH MY GOD!!!!!!' he thought. 'She read the note. I'm gonna KILL you, Dilandau!'
*End of school *
Hitomi went straight to her locker, thinking about that note.
'Is that true? What Dilandau wrote? Is Van just using me and joking about me to the rest of the boys behind my back?'
"Hey," said Dilandau. "Can I walk you home?"
Hitomi smiled and nodded, as the two made their way out of the school.
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Van opened the front door of his house, and dumped his bag on the floor. He looked up, and the first thing he saw was his father with his arms folded, and a big smile on his face.
"Hey son," he said.
Van arched one of his eyebrows, and saw Folken standing behind his father, a hand over his mouth as he was sniggering.
'Oh holy shit!' thought Van. 'The talk!'
"Van?" asked his father. "Are you feeling okay? You look a bit pale."
"I-I'm okay." Stuttered Van.
"Okay." Said his father. "Listen, Van. Why don't you go upstairs? I'll be up there in a minute."
All Van could do was nod his head, as his father walked into the kitchen.
Folken burst out laughing.
"Man!" he said, still laughing. "You are so screwed! I don't think I've ever seen you look so ill!"
"Shut up," snapped Van, as he made his way to his room.
Van changed into a navy blue t-shirt, and some black jeans. After about 5 minutes, he heard a knock at the door.
Van closed his eyes, took a deep breath and said, "Come in."
His father came in, holding 6 cans of beer.
"Hey Van," he said, putting on a smile. "Why don't we drink a couple of beers? Have a little talk.
Van took his beer, and drank it as fast as he could, hoping he would get drunk and not remember a word of this.
"Now," said his father. "When boys get to your age, they start to get feelings towards the opposite gender."
Van could feel a blush creeping onto his cheeks.
His father continued.
"And when that happens, a relationship may develop."
Van relaxed a little. This wasn't as bad as Folken made it out to be.
"However," his father said.
Van immediately tensed up again.
"If these relationships become serious, certain precautions will need to be taken when the two of you want to show affection towards each other, to avoid having serious consequences."
There was a long silence.
When Van felt he could finally take no more of it, he quickly mumbled, "Can I have another beer dad?"
"What?" his dad said. "Have you not been listening to a word I've said?"
Van looked up.
"Yeah, I have. It's just that."
"What?" his dad asked.
"It's just that it's embarrassing." And he quickly held out his hand for the beer.
His father sighed and handed it out.
Van opened the beer, but just stared down at it.
"Son," said his father. "There's nothing to be embarrassed about with all of this girl stuff. There's nothing wrong with it."
Van just shrugged.
"Your mother and I, we just want to meet the girl you decide to.you decide to.show your affections too. We don't want you too turn out as a man who sleeps around- we want you to be serious about these things. Okay?"
"Yes," said Van firmly, still staring at his beer.
Goau paused.
"Is there.is there a girl who you've.been with.the 'proper adult' way?"
"Dad! Please!" said Van loudly.
"Yes, yes. I'm sorry son. I didn't mean to say that. But I need to know if you need help, like if you.get a girl pregnant or something."
"Oh my God!" Van whispered quietly as he closed his eyes.
"You do know what to use, don't you? And you have some 'handy'?"
Van would do anything right now, ANYTHING to get out of this.
Son?" asked his father. "Do you?"
Van mumbled something.
"Because if you don't," Goau started again. "You could ask me or some money to get some from a shop. There is absolutely nothing to be ashamed of. Or if you don't want to do that, you could borrow a few from me. I have some, as your mother and I still-"
Van stood up.
"Okay! Dad! I get it!" he said loudly.
"It's alright Van," said Goau. "Just sit down. It really doesn't matter."
Van took a deep breath, and reluctantly sat back down.
"Now," said Goau. "Where was I?"
Just then, the doorbell rang.
Van shot out of the room like a bullet.
"I'll get it!" he yelled.
He ran to the door, and answered it, thanking God multiple times in his head.
"Hi-Hitomi," he said. "What are you doing here?"
Hitomi was wearing her running trousers, her trainers and a white strappy top. She had obviously just been out for a run, as she was slightly out of breath and her cheeks had a faint red tint to them- although that may not have been due to her run.
"I came to return your stories," she said in a quiet voice.
"Oh," said Van. "Thank you."
She handed them over, and Van took them.
"They're really good," she eagerly said. "I really think that you could get a job as an author. Your talented."
Van was about to thank her, when, to his horror, he heard his dad coming down the stairs.
Hitomi bowed her head slightly.
"Hello Mr. Fanel." She said politely.
Van turned around to look at his dad, who was staring right back at him, with a knowing type of expression on his face. Goau then turned to look at Hitomi, raised his eyebrows in a way that Van REALLY didn't like the look of. And replied to her, "Hello Hitomi dear! It's good to see you again. Varie was just making dinner. Would you like to join us?"
Van started to curse his dad in his head. "Son of a -"
But was cut off halfway when Hitomi replied, "Yes please, Mr. Fanel. That would be lovely. Thank you."
Mr. Fanel smiled.
"Okay then. It will be lovely to have you. I'll go and tell Varie to set up the table for one extra."
He walked into the kitchen, leaving Van and Hitomi alone.
"Well, I guess you should come in then," said Van, opening the door a bit wider.
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Sorry! Please forgive me! I haven't updated for soooooooooooooooooooooo long! Please, please, please forgive me! Anyway, R&R and I'll love you more!
Hitomi walked through the gates of the school building just as the bell was going. She couldn't be bothered to run. She could run if she wanted too, as she used to be on the school track team. But when her parents died, she gave up and became an outcast and a beyotch.
She walked into the classroom, and all of the heads turned to look at her. The teacher gave her a funny look, but didn't say anything.
Hitomi just looked around, and saw Dilandau standing next to the teacher, obviously being introduced.
He grinned at her, and she grinned back.
She looked back at the teacher, who pointed her finger towards the doorway. Hitomi rolled her eyes, and sludged outside to wait to be bored out of her mind.
The rest of the class turned to look back at Dilandau, who was grinning at all of them. Van sat at the back, glaring.
He turned his head, and noticed Amy, Madison's friend, looking at Dilandau with a weird 'mmmmmmmm, dinner' expression on her face.
Van just rolled his eyes.
"Now," said the teacher. Dilandau, you go and take a place in front of Van, while I go and deal with Hitomi."
The teacher briskly walked out of the room, and shouts could be heard throughout the corridor.
Dilandau strode over to the seat in front of Van, a smug smile on his face.
"What are you so happy about?" asked Van.
Dilandau's head swung to look at him.
"I love knowing who your friends are," spoke Dilandau, looking absentmindedly at his hand.
"Why?" snapped Van.
"And I also love knowing exactly who you 'like'."
"What the hell do you mean, Dilandau?"
Dilandau jerked his head over to the door.
"I'll get her, y'know. Just to get on your stupid little nerves. And when you strike out, that's when Hitomi'll know who's best. And let's face it, she's gonna pick me. I have to cool, silver hair, the red eyes, the gorgeous face and the hot body. You just a stupid little twig who tags after everyone."
Van pretended not to know what Dilandau was on about, but it didn't help when all of the color was missing from his face.
Dilandau just grinned even more.
"Oh, come on Van! You didn't possibly think that Hitomi would choose you! I mean, look at you! Your so pathetic!"
"I don't know what you're talking about," Van replied, coldly.
Dilandau just smirked, and turned around, as he spotted the teacher and a grinning Hitomi coming through the door.
The teacher made her way to her desk, as Hitomi took her place next to Van.
"Hey Dilandau," said Hitomi as she sat down.
"Hey 'Tomi," said Dilandau, shooting Van an evil smile.
Van just scowled.
"Now," interrupted the teacher's voice. "We have a new student today. Dilandau Albatau."
All of the students looked around to see this new boy, but Dilandau leant to one side, put a tired grin on his face, and kept his cool.
Van could see that Dilandau was gonna be popular with the girls- he could see most of them gazing at him with dreamy eyes.
He could also see that he wasn't going to be as popular with the boys, as some of them were putting a protective arm around they're girlfriends, and others were eying the girls they liked, seeing a tough competition.
Van sighed and turned his head towards the front of the class. The teacher was droning on about World War 2, and the heat of the summer's day was getting to him.
He began to think of when he had kissed Hitomi....
*Flashback *
Van saw Hitomi sleeping. She looked like and angel. He suddenly had the urge to kiss her. He didn't know whether it was because she and Dilandau had kissed earlier, or because she had never looked so beautiful. He decided what he was going to do, as he finished his drink. He turned the kitchen light off, and walked into the living room. He watched her for a few minutes, sleeping there. She stirred a little, but did not wake. He quickly did it before he changed his mind.
*End Flashback *
He was brought out of his daydream, as he felt someone tap his shoulder.
"Van?" she whispered. "Van?"
He looked over at Hitomi.
"Yeah?" he asked.
"A note from Dilandau."
Van curiously picked up the folded piece of paper, and read the message on it. He turned away slightly from Hitomi, incase she tried to read it.
'Having naughty daydream's about Hitomi, were we Van?'
Van quickly scrunched up the note, and turned bright red.
He looked over at Hitomi, and saw that she was looking at her hands as she fidgeted with them, a faint blush on her cheeks.
Van quickly spun around away from her.
'OH MY GOD!!!!!!' he thought. 'She read the note. I'm gonna KILL you, Dilandau!'
*End of school *
Hitomi went straight to her locker, thinking about that note.
'Is that true? What Dilandau wrote? Is Van just using me and joking about me to the rest of the boys behind my back?'
"Hey," said Dilandau. "Can I walk you home?"
Hitomi smiled and nodded, as the two made their way out of the school.
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Van opened the front door of his house, and dumped his bag on the floor. He looked up, and the first thing he saw was his father with his arms folded, and a big smile on his face.
"Hey son," he said.
Van arched one of his eyebrows, and saw Folken standing behind his father, a hand over his mouth as he was sniggering.
'Oh holy shit!' thought Van. 'The talk!'
"Van?" asked his father. "Are you feeling okay? You look a bit pale."
"I-I'm okay." Stuttered Van.
"Okay." Said his father. "Listen, Van. Why don't you go upstairs? I'll be up there in a minute."
All Van could do was nod his head, as his father walked into the kitchen.
Folken burst out laughing.
"Man!" he said, still laughing. "You are so screwed! I don't think I've ever seen you look so ill!"
"Shut up," snapped Van, as he made his way to his room.
Van changed into a navy blue t-shirt, and some black jeans. After about 5 minutes, he heard a knock at the door.
Van closed his eyes, took a deep breath and said, "Come in."
His father came in, holding 6 cans of beer.
"Hey Van," he said, putting on a smile. "Why don't we drink a couple of beers? Have a little talk.
Van took his beer, and drank it as fast as he could, hoping he would get drunk and not remember a word of this.
"Now," said his father. "When boys get to your age, they start to get feelings towards the opposite gender."
Van could feel a blush creeping onto his cheeks.
His father continued.
"And when that happens, a relationship may develop."
Van relaxed a little. This wasn't as bad as Folken made it out to be.
"However," his father said.
Van immediately tensed up again.
"If these relationships become serious, certain precautions will need to be taken when the two of you want to show affection towards each other, to avoid having serious consequences."
There was a long silence.
When Van felt he could finally take no more of it, he quickly mumbled, "Can I have another beer dad?"
"What?" his dad said. "Have you not been listening to a word I've said?"
Van looked up.
"Yeah, I have. It's just that."
"What?" his dad asked.
"It's just that it's embarrassing." And he quickly held out his hand for the beer.
His father sighed and handed it out.
Van opened the beer, but just stared down at it.
"Son," said his father. "There's nothing to be embarrassed about with all of this girl stuff. There's nothing wrong with it."
Van just shrugged.
"Your mother and I, we just want to meet the girl you decide to.you decide to.show your affections too. We don't want you too turn out as a man who sleeps around- we want you to be serious about these things. Okay?"
"Yes," said Van firmly, still staring at his beer.
Goau paused.
"Is there.is there a girl who you've.been with.the 'proper adult' way?"
"Dad! Please!" said Van loudly.
"Yes, yes. I'm sorry son. I didn't mean to say that. But I need to know if you need help, like if you.get a girl pregnant or something."
"Oh my God!" Van whispered quietly as he closed his eyes.
"You do know what to use, don't you? And you have some 'handy'?"
Van would do anything right now, ANYTHING to get out of this.
Son?" asked his father. "Do you?"
Van mumbled something.
"Because if you don't," Goau started again. "You could ask me or some money to get some from a shop. There is absolutely nothing to be ashamed of. Or if you don't want to do that, you could borrow a few from me. I have some, as your mother and I still-"
Van stood up.
"Okay! Dad! I get it!" he said loudly.
"It's alright Van," said Goau. "Just sit down. It really doesn't matter."
Van took a deep breath, and reluctantly sat back down.
"Now," said Goau. "Where was I?"
Just then, the doorbell rang.
Van shot out of the room like a bullet.
"I'll get it!" he yelled.
He ran to the door, and answered it, thanking God multiple times in his head.
"Hi-Hitomi," he said. "What are you doing here?"
Hitomi was wearing her running trousers, her trainers and a white strappy top. She had obviously just been out for a run, as she was slightly out of breath and her cheeks had a faint red tint to them- although that may not have been due to her run.
"I came to return your stories," she said in a quiet voice.
"Oh," said Van. "Thank you."
She handed them over, and Van took them.
"They're really good," she eagerly said. "I really think that you could get a job as an author. Your talented."
Van was about to thank her, when, to his horror, he heard his dad coming down the stairs.
Hitomi bowed her head slightly.
"Hello Mr. Fanel." She said politely.
Van turned around to look at his dad, who was staring right back at him, with a knowing type of expression on his face. Goau then turned to look at Hitomi, raised his eyebrows in a way that Van REALLY didn't like the look of. And replied to her, "Hello Hitomi dear! It's good to see you again. Varie was just making dinner. Would you like to join us?"
Van started to curse his dad in his head. "Son of a -"
But was cut off halfway when Hitomi replied, "Yes please, Mr. Fanel. That would be lovely. Thank you."
Mr. Fanel smiled.
"Okay then. It will be lovely to have you. I'll go and tell Varie to set up the table for one extra."
He walked into the kitchen, leaving Van and Hitomi alone.
"Well, I guess you should come in then," said Van, opening the door a bit wider.
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Sorry! Please forgive me! I haven't updated for soooooooooooooooooooooo long! Please, please, please forgive me! Anyway, R&R and I'll love you more!
