Yeah, ok, screw that last part. XDD I'm glad! Sooo very glad! Now I finally got rid of this fic!!! /dances like a maniac/ You have no idea how hard it is to keep up with stories… y'all might complain I take too long, but seriously! It's tough. I have to keep up my personal life first and then then force myself to actually write out the ideas that has been going through my head all day...
Major thank you's to those who agreed with the flamers and encouraged me… ^_________^ Sankyuu!!!!
Oh, to Burnt Rice—sorry bout the lines. On Microsoft Word, it looks fine with just a space in between. I checked my fics and saw what you mean. Sorry bout it. I'm gonna go back and change it soon as possible…
And to Touki Yume, sankyuu for your suggestions. I know, it's a bit cheesy/lame, but I can't help it. It appears in my mind and so I write it out. But as a writer, I shouldn't use those so I'll cut back on those terms. ^^; I already went back and changed all of them, I think… so yeah. Sanks again!
IMPORTANT! PLEASE NOTICE!!! I went back and changed Jitsuya to the rightful name Yuta! Thanks to all those who told me it was Takaishi, but alas, that's his last name. I figured it was weird cause his Chinese name was… well, it didn't match up so I finally asked my friend and it was Yuta Takaishi… or Takaishi Yuta, as I would put it, it being the Japanese way. I hope it's not too confusing now that you read it as Yuta!! I also hope it's not confusing when I talk about Sana and Keiichi… just bear in mind they're the same person, please!
I can't remember Naozumi's manager's name! x_X I had it in my head just two days ago and now I lost it. My friends have borrowed my Kodocha books and episodes are in Chinese… garg! Well, in any case, I dub thee, Nao's manager!
But anyway, that's just what I do. No need for you to know about that! You guys don't care, right?? :] So without further ado, I bring to you—Marshall! Ah, I meant the last chapter of LCD! (was listening to the Eminem Show XDD)
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The phone rang and Akito glared at it. Why did he have to be home alone and be forced to answer the phone? It rang again but he stayed put. He refused to answer it under the circumstances. He pressed the button for the answering machine and waited until the phone rang again.
"Hi! You've reached ######### of the Hayama household! We're not home right now, so please leave your name, message, and who you're looking for after the beep! Thank you and have a good day!" The long beep of the machine sounded and then the recording started. Silence filled the room and then Akito heard a scuffle.
"Akito… I'm not sure if you're there or not, but please… please call me. I need to talk to you. Please." The ending beep came and the messaged ended. Akito grabbed the remote to the TV and opened it. He flipped to a channel and left it. His mind was wandering back to that Saturday…
"Sure, sure, lemme just go change back." Sana whirled around to go to her room when she stopped. "…Akito?"
Akito stared at Sana. It was an exact replica of Yamaaki Keiichi. He inwardly cursed himself. What the hell was he saying? Of course it was an exact replica. They were the same person. Tsuyoshi was right.
"'yoshi was right. You are 'eiichi." He half-whispered. Sana took a small step forward and he inched back. She winced but continued to walk up to him until she was close enough.
"Akito, wait. Let me explain."
"Explain what?" he snorted. "Explain the fact that you have been playing us all these months? Explain how much fun you've had seeing us completely clueless?"
"No!" she took another step and grabbed his hands. "You don't understand! It's not like I had a choice--"
"Tell it to your fans." He broke her clutch on his hands. "I sure as hell don't give a shit." He whirled around and stalked out, ignoring the other girls' indignant cries, especially Sana's wounded one.
Akito slammed the remote down on the table and went into the kitchen. He opened the fridge and took out a can of soda. Popping it open, he chugged down half of its contents and wandered back to the living room. The show had ended and turned into a entertainment news report. How lucky for me to have dated a star and be forced to see her despite my not wanting to… he glared at the TV and changed the channel. There was a commercial on an ad Sana did. He growled and shut the TV. He needed to run. Finishing the soda, he threw away the can and grabbed his sweater. Slipping on his shoes by the door, he grabbed a key and went out.
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Sana stared out her window. The phone lay in her limp hand as she looked at all the raindrops. A knock on her door alerted her someone was there but she made no sound. "Sana?" came Rei's voice. He knocked again. "I'm coming in." The door opened and Rei shuffled in. "Sana, this is getting really unhealthy. You cannot stay holed up in your room all weekend."
"It's only been two days," Sana sighed. "And please don't tell me all this right now. I don't wanna hear it."
"That boy…" Rei tightened his fist. "I knew he was going to do something like this. See how you cannot trust those kind of boys, Sana? He was--"
"Rei-kun!" Sana straightened and whirled around. Rei's glared faltered. Her face was running with tears. "You can't say that! You should have known he would act that way! I should have known! I completely lied to him and tricked him and…" she started sobbing and curled up into a ball.
"Sana… I'm sorry," he said. He looked at her helplessly as she made no reply. "I'll… leave you then…" He got up and left as promised, closing the door behind him.
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Keiichi slowly went up the stairs on his way to his classroom. He had screamed and kicked when he heard he was forced to go back to school on Monday until Mama stopped him. She reminded him that he had to continue his schooling as that was the reason for everything. Despite the butterflies in his stomach and the guilt hanging over him, he swallowed and opened the door. The class was as noisy as ever and no one seemed to notice him. Except his friends. They were staring at him until he looked them in the eye. They looked away and pretended to talk about something. His eyes watered but he blinked them away. He couldn't afford to lose his image now, no matter what. Taking a deep breath, he ushered down the aisle to his seat and sat down nervously. Akito was right behind him but his eyes were closed the last time Keiichi checked. Keiichi leaned towards the front as much as he could and took out his stuff.
Minutes later, Tejuki-sensei came in, panting. "Sorry class. There was a bit of a mix-up in the office, but nothing big. Now, will you all please quiet down as I take roll…"
After his name was called out, Keiichi tuned out and stared out the window. There was still another 6 hours before he could go home.
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It was Thursday before anyone knew it. Keiichi went through the last few days without speaking to any of the four boys and they all seemed fine with it which filled Keiichi with anger but mostly making him feel miserable. Even during the movie shootings, Naozumi mostly ignored Sana. Many of the boys of the academy seemed to pick up the fact that Keiichi was no longer part of their group and even if they haven't said anything to his face, he felt their stares and knew what they whispered.
It was the last period of the day and there were two minutes left before the bell rang. Everyone was already gathering their stuff and Tejuki-sensei didn't seem to protest. Today he was not in the right state at all. Keiichi packed his things up and when the bell rang, everyone jumped out of their seats to run home. Keiichi slowly got up and moved his way to the door when he stopped. Laiier Kirk and two of his friends stood in the door, grinning.
"Why hello, fellow classmate," Kirk drawled in his accent. Keiichi stared at him, a prickling feeling appeared but he ignored it. Putting on a frown, Keiichi spoke up for the first time in the last four days.
"What do you want, Laiier?" He glared.
"Oooh, I'm so intimidated." Kirk squeaked, holding up his hands and wiggling his body like a worm. "Please don't hurt me, Yamaaki-san!" he flung his arms out and his friends guffawed. "You don't seem to understand," Kirk said in his normal voice. "Without Hayama and his little loser crew," he said, walking forward quickly, causing Keiichi to stumble back, "you're nothing but shit." He leaned in close. "And I don't like shit." One of his friends in the back snorted and said, "Yeah! Don't like shit!"
Keiichi coughed. "At least I brush my teeth. Want a icebreaker?" Kirk's face darkened. He grabbed hold of Keiichi's shirt.
"Understand this—I haven't paid you back for the first day and right now, you're not helping matters." He lifted Keiichi a few inches off the floor. "And apparantly, you can't." He used his right fist to punch Keiich in the stomach a few times. Letting out a cry, Keiichi coughed and dropped his things. With both his hands, he pushed off Kirk's hold and fell to the floor. He clutched his stomach and coughed again. Kirk kicked him in the same spot and when Keiichi's hand was knocked away, Kirk stepped on his stomach. He kneeled down and grabbed his neck. "Looks like all you can do is look good." He punched Keiichi at his jaw and another to his left cheek. "Can't fight for shit."
"For shit!" the same friend of his crowed. Kirk smirked and stood up. He lifted his foot off Keiichi's stomach but kicked him once more, a few inches above. Spitting on his face, Kirk and his buddies left the room. Keiichi moaned and wiped off the spit. Rolling to a side, he tried to heave himself up. The pain in his stomach seared and Keiichi felt blood seeping through his shirt. Coughing, he stretched his arm and grasped his backpack. Fumbling through his backpack, he found his cellphone and bought to his ear, after punching in a few numbers.
"Rei…" he gasped out. "…Help," he said before passing out.
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Naozumi checked his image in the mirror and then smiled brightly. His teeth were perfectly white with no stains or leftover food stuck in them. Nodding at himself, he straightened and left his trailer. His manager stood outside with his arms crossed, looking worried. Naozumi touched his arm lightly.
"Naozumi! I thought you were gonna take forever!" His manager smoothed back some of Naozumi's hair and nodded at him. "Good thing you wear one outfit throughout this whole movie. The rest of the characters all have to change," he sighed.
Naozumi frowned. "Why? What's wrong with the beach scene?"
"Sana can't wear a bikini, didn't you hear? That horrible wound on her stomach cannot be covered with make-up. Be sure not to bump into her or she'll faint. I can't believe how serious it is."
Naozumi's frown deepened. "What are you talking about?" he scanned around the room and found Sana standing in a corner, leaned against the wall. Her eyes were glazed over and her expression was blank. Naozumi hurried over and cleared his throat nervously. "Uh, Sa—Kurata-san?" Sana snapped out of her mood and looked at Naozumi with a slight fear in her eyes.
"Oh, um, Kamura-san…" she said. "How have you, uh, been?"
"What happened?"
"What?"
"Your stomach--" Naozumi gestured to the spot. "My manager said you weren't able to shoot the bikini scene yet."
"Oh… yeah… I just had some trouble…"
"What happened?"
"Just trouble," Sana repeated. Naozumi frowned and gripped her arm. She flinched but looked him in the eye.
"Sana, please tell me. Despite whatever's going on, I still care about your wellbeing."
"Since I'm a major character in the movie, right?" Sana whispered. Naozumi was about to protest but stopped. He couldn't really say she was a friend after all she had done with the lying. Sana shook her head. "Figured. I don't have anything to say except the name Kirk." With that, she swallowed and walked away from him.
Naozumi continued to stand there. "Kirk…?" he mumbled to himself. What does he have to do with anything?
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Akito glared at those who stood in his way as he marched over to the group in near the soccer fields. They were engrossed in a magazine featuring Sana and not one of them noticed him until he kicked on in the ass. He stumbled forward and ripped the magazine. The rest angrily looked up but their expressions went soft upon Akito. Kirk went forward and smiled sickeningly.
"Hayama-san! What brings you here today?" Akito glared at him and walked right up to him. He was two inches shorter but he was twice as indimidating. He grabbed Kirk's shirt in the same fashion Kirk did to Keiichi.
"What you did to Sa—'eiichi… I'm gonna do to you. Added with my own specialities with ten times the force." He said tonelessly and began to hit the taller boy. Kirk's friends ran to pull Akito off but ended up on the ground and Akito went back to hurting Kirk. Other friends ran off the soccer field and left Kirk crying out in pain.
After severely injuring the foreigner, Akito dropped his hold on him and was about to walk off when he found himself face to face with the principal.
"Hayama-san. You're coming with me."
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Sana tapped her foot against the car floor. "Rei-kun!" she whined. "Can't this car go any faster?" Her grip on the bag in her hands tightened as she let out a frustrated cry. Rei meekly apologized and sped up. Sana's thoughts wandered a mile a minute. After hearing what Akito had done, she raced (or rather, sped-walked due to her condition) to Naozumi during the movie shooting and hounded him for a long time until he answered everything he could. Then afterwards, she went to the nearest store to buy gifts and then had Rei drive her over to the Hayama household.
When he finally reached there, Sana was bursting with impatience. She hurried to the door as fast as she could and after greeting Natsumi, raced upstairs to Akito's room. "Akito!" she cried and opened the door. Naozumi, Tsuyoshi, and Yuta were all on the floor watching TV as Akito was draped on his bed. All four looked up and stared at the teen actress.
"Um, sorry." She said, scuffling her foot against the carpet. "That was a bit rash… um…" No one answered her. "I bought cookies…" she held up bag by the handle and jingled it a bit. The three on the floor brightened and looked to Akito. He shrugged and they waved for her to come in. She nodded and went inside. Clearing her throat, she sat on a corner away from them and took out the box of cookies. She passed it to them as they turned off the TV. They looked at her expectingly and opened the box of cookies to start eating.
"I heard about the, uh, fight, Akito…" she started. "Thank you. I wouldn't have expected it after all I did and then you go suspended for a while…" she cleared her throat again. Akito snorted.
"What makes you think I did it for you? Laiier's a jackass every day. How are you not sure he just pissed me off by looing at me?"
"Oh, right." Sana mentally whacked herself. Stupid! She berated. "But I am sorry. With the Keiichi act, the lying, and forgetting your present…" she trailed off. Tsuyoshi spoke up first.
"Why with all the lying and the acting?" he asked. For the second time, Sana patiently told her story to them and when she finished, their replies were quite different than their girlfriends.
"What the hell?" Yuta asked. "What dumbasses and bitches! I can't believe they did that to you!"
"You should have kicked their asses!" Naozumi said.
Tsuyoshi snorted and shook his head. "I highly doubt she can do that, stupid." he said. "But you could sic a bunch of people on them, with your power and money…"
Sana smiled a bit and looked over to Akito. He had still not spoken a word since that Laiier comment. Naozumi, offended at what Tsuyoshi said, started arguing with the spectacled-boy. Yuta noticed the look Sana sent Akito and coughed. "C'mon, ya punks," he said, grabbing each by their collars and heaving them up. "Let's go get some milk to go with the cookies…"
"You and milk and cookies," said Tsuyoshi. "Such an obsession!" he let out as they passed through the door. It closed behind them and silence filled the room. Akito sat up and looked at Sana.
"You should have told me, at least." He said.
"I know," Sana said, her head hanging down. "I'm really sorry. I was just so thrilled at getting into a school and finally learning along with getting friends that I completely lost the idea of telling you guys. And it's really horrible," she blabbered on. "I mean, I should've at least mentioned something or--" she was cut off when Akito cupped her chin and kissed her.
"Mmm," she said after they broke off. "Mint. You have no idea how good to is to know you brush your teeth." Akito, not wanting to even ask her about her comment, kissed her again and his other hand snaked around her waist and pulled her close until she cried. "Owwie, owwie, owwie!" She pulled back a bit and grinned sheepishly at him. "The wound is gonna be there for a while… sorry." Akito shook his head. Sana grinned at him. "I think I finally decoded your silent ways. I shouldn't be sorry right?" Akito gave a curt nod. Her grin widened and then her eyes lit up.
"Oh! I almost forgot!" she released her hold on him and went to get her bag. She took out a box and handed it to Akito. He took it and then stared at her. "Your late Christmas present! Sorry it took a while. It kept slipping my mind between my acting, school, our dates… Open it!" He did as told and inside was a dinosaur figurine. He looked up and she smiled tentatively. "Your room is so modern and barely has anything a normal teen would—don't take any offenses—but there's that one dinosaur sitting there… and it looks so lonely, too."
Akito nodded and got up to put the dinosaur next to the other. Then he reached down into the drawer below and grabbed a small box. He tossed it to her and then went to sit on his bed. Sana stared at it like Akito did to her box and then realization struck. "Oh yeah! You didn't give me a present either! What a sad couple we are!" she chuckled and then stopped. "We… still are a couple, aren't we?" Akito snorted from where he sat.
"What do you think?" Sana glared at him.
"I hate those kinda questions… I always think the wrong way." She received no reply so she went ahead and opened the box. Inside sat a ring. It was completely silver but inside the ring were the words, "Akito's." Sana gripped the box tightly. "A…ki…to!!!!!" She shot up and clenched her hands. Akito looked a bit ruffled. "How… dare… you… treat… me… your… property?!!?!" She shot at him and then stopped short, falling down. "Ow, mmkay, mmkay, that hurts… ow, ow, ow!"
Akito looked down and smirked. "Loser."
"Hmph," Sana grumbled and smacked Akito's foot.
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"Welcome ladies and gentlemen, to the class of 2004 graduation," the dean of the school said into the microphone. "After four long years of hard work, all these fine men have successfully completed all their tasks with the most honorable strength. Congratulations to them all." The silent audience broke out in applause. "For our valedictorian, we have an amazing young man who came to us in his junior year. He was not the brightest among the bunch, but he worked twice as hard than any of them. Please welcome Yamaaki Keiichi." The audience clapped again as the said male bashfully made his way through the aisles and up to the stage. He got to the podium and adjusted his cap. He smiled at everyone and cleared his throat into the microphone.
"Wow, so many cameras here. Makes me feel so special," he said. The crowd chuckled out of politeness. "This is really a huge honor for me to be valedictiorian. I've only been here two years and I feel as if I'm stealing another person's spotlight." He cleared his throat again and sighed contently as he looked to the left at the school. "When I first came here, I wasn't sure if I'll ever graduate or most importantly, if I would ever belong." Keiichi looked back at the crowd and continued. "The beginning seemed like that so I completely hid myself from everyone. The year went on and the truth was soon dragged out. In reality, if I was myself, I would have gotten a much better score on everything, since I would have paid more attention to that then my classmates. However, through all this, I found real friends and they accept me for who I am, not what I'm worth." He looked over to where Tsuyoshi, Naozumi, Yuta, and Akito were sitting. "And I'm truly grateful." He turned his view towards the rest of the audience and his eyes narrowed. Other than a few of his classmates, his family, and the girls of his friends' boyfriends paid attention to him. The rest were craning their necks up, looking around for someone.
"What the hell are you guys doing?" he snapped in the microphone. Everyone let out a gasp (except Akito) and jumped a bit. They stared at Keiichi in shock. "Can you not see I'm making my speech here? It's our graduation, for god's sake! Pay a little attention! Geez, that Kurata Sana pisses me off! Just cause she said she was making an appearance here, everyone flocks to our graduation just for her. And you guys aren't even paying attention! I bet you weren't even paying attention to our dean! All you guys are worried about is Sana, Sana, Sana!" Keiichi gripped the podium as he glared at the crowed furiously. The crowd continued to stare at him, not knowing what to say. Keiichi took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Counting up to three, he opened his eyes again and rolled his eyes.
"Fine, be this way. If you're so concerned about Kurata Sana, I'll have her say my speech for you all instead." After rubbing off something on his throat, he took off his cap and then ripped off his wig. The entire crowd gasped again as the newsreporters started shouting out questions and cameras flashed from every direction. Calmly throwing the wig aside, Sana combed through her hair and stuck the cap back on. Grinning at the crowd, she waved. "Hey y'all! Wassap?"
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A/N: Now how lame of an ending is that? XDDD Ah, well, too lazy to change it (Actually, I had plenty of time to change it cause I wrote the ending first, but…)
Maybe it went a bit too fast, the whole process… I dunno. There were parts I wanted to cliff-hanger it but as the last chapter, I didn't. Hehe! ^^;
Hope y'all enjoyed this! It was a pain in the butt for me to update since I usually have the ideas in my head—just too lazy to write it out, buuuut, I liked it. So congrats to me for the first series I finished! Whee!
I'm planning on another Kodocha fic /hears groans/ buuuut it won't be a series. It'll be a one-shot… or at least, I want it to be. If not, I'll break it into three parts. XD Anyway, please review! Until the next fic (which will take a while seeing as I promised some friends I'd write stories for them for Christmas…), Kuroi's out!