It was 5:50 p.m. when Yaten arrived at the black board.
Let's see if she is as early as me. There is nobody here except me so she will recognize me quite easily. At least I hope she will.
He turned around and looked in each direction if there was already somebody showing up. To his dislike nobody could be seen or heard. Maybe she hasn't seen it yet or maybe she doesn't want to talk to someone. But I hope that she will show up.
Hotaru was standing around a corner and didn't know if she should step out of the shadow. She had stood before the mirror for quite some time to figure out what to wear, yet her mind had told her that this wasn't a date. What did her heart say?
She peaked around to see Yaten standing there- the Yaten she had expected. From all she could see he was wearing his typical blue suit and his silver hair was tied up.
He was standing there nervously and looked at his watch.
Then Hotaru leaned back against the wall. Should she come out or not? Suddenly she had to sneeze. Before she could get away she heard steps coming closer. "Hey! What are you doin' here?" Yaten asked angrily.
"Uh...I was waiting."
"Waiting, eh? What for?"
"For some guy. I'm waiting for some guy." She smiled.
"What's his name?"
"Is that of your business?"
"Maybe not, but I'm waiting for a girl. I wrote the letter on the black board for her. Wait- you are from Japan, aren't you?"
"Yes, I am and I guess you are Yaten, right?"
"Yes. You wrote that message in a bottle, didn't you? I'm glad I found you."
"Why? I don't know you and you don't know me."
"True. Besides, what's your name?"
"Hotaru", she whispered, "my name is Hotaru."
He really doesn't remember me. "So you are really the girl from the letter. Did you already have supper today?"
"No, I didn't." "Alright, then you are invited. I guess I behaved sort of rude at the beginning but it has nothing to do with you."
An invitation for dinner from Yaten? I should not tell Minako about this.
"It's not entirely your fault. I could have come out a little earlier."
They walked out of the school building side by side and started chit- chatting about everything. Finally they sat in a quiet, charming restaurant and continued their talk. A candle burned on the table and slow romantic music played. They didn't discuss very important things but their likes and dislikes.
"Oh, I hate sports. All this sweating and exhaustion"; Yaten complained.
"I'm not a great fan of sports either, but playing tennis or golf is sorta cool."
"You do golfing? Can you show me some day?"
"Yes, no problem. Now let's talk a bit about you. What do you do the whole day? What's your hobby?"
"Well, I'm a great fan of arts and photography. Maybe you could be my model."
Hotaru frowned. "But-"
"No but. It's fun to take pictures and you'll be surprised, trust me."
"I don't know..."
"Don't be so unsure about yourself. Now, what do you do the whole day?"
"Well, I collect lamps and read."
"Nobody there to talk to?"
"No. I was thinking about buying a cat. You can't talk to it, but at least there is somebody there for you."
"True, I love cats. There are no beings on earth so graceful and charming like cats."
How can you say something like that since you are not from earth?
"I heard that somebody does rise cats in bottles. Sounds like torture, doesn't it?"
"In bottles you say? That's more than torture! Who's that honk?"
"Just saw it on the internet, I don't think it's right." Hotaru looked to the bottom of her tea. "Cats are weak, warm and adorable."
A silence followed.
"Hm, maybe it is time to ask", she started slowly, "but where did you find my letter?"
Yaten gulped. He had expected this question, yet he was not prepared for it and thought for a moment. Maybe a moment too long.
"Uh, I found it in Canada, somewhere close to Vancouver." (Author's note: Imagine Yaten having no idea about geology.)
"Oh, and where are you from? I mean you said you're from Japan, but Yaten doesn't sound very Japanese." Taru, her mind warned, quit playing these games.
"I'm from a northern part of Japan. And you, where are you from?" She wrote 'search for your love' in her letter but pretends that she doesn't know me. That's quite strange or did I change that much?
"I'm from Tokyo. Y-you don't have to answer that question, but why did you come here?"
"Uh- I think it was mainly for you. Your letter was full of emotions and pleas. It did sound like a cry for help. Well, here I am." He smiled. You know that's not true, you damn liar, his mind screamed. She's such a nice girl, tell her the truth!
Hotaru was speachless. "I'll go for the ladie's room, I'll be right back." With that she left to fresh herself up a bit.
In the meantime Yaten sat at the table and tried to put his feelings in order. He had lied to the girl as he lied to himself. She was so sweet and innocent, yet there was something about her. Those large purple diamonds held more passion than he could describe and than she was aware of. A smile enlightened her face like the sun rising over a snowy mountain. Her lips had the colour of freshly picked strawberries ready to taste. And yet she seemed so innocent. Her character was as dark as her ebony hair and as light as her ivory skin.
His thought were interrupted by his mobile phone ringing.
"Kou?"
"Hi, here's Seiya, the other Kou. How are doing?"
"Good, thanks."
Hotaru returned from the ladie's room when she heard Yaten was talking to somebody, actually towards his mobile. Michiru-mama had told her that it was unkind to spy, but this time it was an excaption.
"I told you I'm not here for her, no matter how smart she is. I'm here because I want to start over, okay? We'll talk later, bye."
He sat quite a time and waited for Hotaru but she didn't show up. Finally he ordered the waiter to come to him.
"I'm waiting for my friend, she didn't come back from the ladie's room, could you please have a look?"
"Do you mean the raven haired Japanese girl?"
"Yes, what's about her?"
"Oh, she payed for her tea and meal and left."
"When did she leave?"
"I guess 10 minutes ago."
"Alright." Yaten rose in a hurry, handed the waiter 20 bucks and left the restaurant.
Outside he ran in every direction in order to find her somewhere, but failed.
She must have overheard my conversation with Seiya. How do I find her now?
Let's see if she is as early as me. There is nobody here except me so she will recognize me quite easily. At least I hope she will.
He turned around and looked in each direction if there was already somebody showing up. To his dislike nobody could be seen or heard. Maybe she hasn't seen it yet or maybe she doesn't want to talk to someone. But I hope that she will show up.
Hotaru was standing around a corner and didn't know if she should step out of the shadow. She had stood before the mirror for quite some time to figure out what to wear, yet her mind had told her that this wasn't a date. What did her heart say?
She peaked around to see Yaten standing there- the Yaten she had expected. From all she could see he was wearing his typical blue suit and his silver hair was tied up.
He was standing there nervously and looked at his watch.
Then Hotaru leaned back against the wall. Should she come out or not? Suddenly she had to sneeze. Before she could get away she heard steps coming closer. "Hey! What are you doin' here?" Yaten asked angrily.
"Uh...I was waiting."
"Waiting, eh? What for?"
"For some guy. I'm waiting for some guy." She smiled.
"What's his name?"
"Is that of your business?"
"Maybe not, but I'm waiting for a girl. I wrote the letter on the black board for her. Wait- you are from Japan, aren't you?"
"Yes, I am and I guess you are Yaten, right?"
"Yes. You wrote that message in a bottle, didn't you? I'm glad I found you."
"Why? I don't know you and you don't know me."
"True. Besides, what's your name?"
"Hotaru", she whispered, "my name is Hotaru."
He really doesn't remember me. "So you are really the girl from the letter. Did you already have supper today?"
"No, I didn't." "Alright, then you are invited. I guess I behaved sort of rude at the beginning but it has nothing to do with you."
An invitation for dinner from Yaten? I should not tell Minako about this.
"It's not entirely your fault. I could have come out a little earlier."
They walked out of the school building side by side and started chit- chatting about everything. Finally they sat in a quiet, charming restaurant and continued their talk. A candle burned on the table and slow romantic music played. They didn't discuss very important things but their likes and dislikes.
"Oh, I hate sports. All this sweating and exhaustion"; Yaten complained.
"I'm not a great fan of sports either, but playing tennis or golf is sorta cool."
"You do golfing? Can you show me some day?"
"Yes, no problem. Now let's talk a bit about you. What do you do the whole day? What's your hobby?"
"Well, I'm a great fan of arts and photography. Maybe you could be my model."
Hotaru frowned. "But-"
"No but. It's fun to take pictures and you'll be surprised, trust me."
"I don't know..."
"Don't be so unsure about yourself. Now, what do you do the whole day?"
"Well, I collect lamps and read."
"Nobody there to talk to?"
"No. I was thinking about buying a cat. You can't talk to it, but at least there is somebody there for you."
"True, I love cats. There are no beings on earth so graceful and charming like cats."
How can you say something like that since you are not from earth?
"I heard that somebody does rise cats in bottles. Sounds like torture, doesn't it?"
"In bottles you say? That's more than torture! Who's that honk?"
"Just saw it on the internet, I don't think it's right." Hotaru looked to the bottom of her tea. "Cats are weak, warm and adorable."
A silence followed.
"Hm, maybe it is time to ask", she started slowly, "but where did you find my letter?"
Yaten gulped. He had expected this question, yet he was not prepared for it and thought for a moment. Maybe a moment too long.
"Uh, I found it in Canada, somewhere close to Vancouver." (Author's note: Imagine Yaten having no idea about geology.)
"Oh, and where are you from? I mean you said you're from Japan, but Yaten doesn't sound very Japanese." Taru, her mind warned, quit playing these games.
"I'm from a northern part of Japan. And you, where are you from?" She wrote 'search for your love' in her letter but pretends that she doesn't know me. That's quite strange or did I change that much?
"I'm from Tokyo. Y-you don't have to answer that question, but why did you come here?"
"Uh- I think it was mainly for you. Your letter was full of emotions and pleas. It did sound like a cry for help. Well, here I am." He smiled. You know that's not true, you damn liar, his mind screamed. She's such a nice girl, tell her the truth!
Hotaru was speachless. "I'll go for the ladie's room, I'll be right back." With that she left to fresh herself up a bit.
In the meantime Yaten sat at the table and tried to put his feelings in order. He had lied to the girl as he lied to himself. She was so sweet and innocent, yet there was something about her. Those large purple diamonds held more passion than he could describe and than she was aware of. A smile enlightened her face like the sun rising over a snowy mountain. Her lips had the colour of freshly picked strawberries ready to taste. And yet she seemed so innocent. Her character was as dark as her ebony hair and as light as her ivory skin.
His thought were interrupted by his mobile phone ringing.
"Kou?"
"Hi, here's Seiya, the other Kou. How are doing?"
"Good, thanks."
Hotaru returned from the ladie's room when she heard Yaten was talking to somebody, actually towards his mobile. Michiru-mama had told her that it was unkind to spy, but this time it was an excaption.
"I told you I'm not here for her, no matter how smart she is. I'm here because I want to start over, okay? We'll talk later, bye."
He sat quite a time and waited for Hotaru but she didn't show up. Finally he ordered the waiter to come to him.
"I'm waiting for my friend, she didn't come back from the ladie's room, could you please have a look?"
"Do you mean the raven haired Japanese girl?"
"Yes, what's about her?"
"Oh, she payed for her tea and meal and left."
"When did she leave?"
"I guess 10 minutes ago."
"Alright." Yaten rose in a hurry, handed the waiter 20 bucks and left the restaurant.
Outside he ran in every direction in order to find her somewhere, but failed.
She must have overheard my conversation with Seiya. How do I find her now?