Scandal on a Wedding
Chapter 1
Akashi Michiro was the name of the man she's
engaged to. It was their engagement party she'd ran away from, their
wedding going to be celebrated 3 days from now, and their wedding
Kohaku was going to be the best man.
Kohaku....
Chiharu
glanced back at the place where their party was occurring.
'Oh
yeah, my party.'
And thinking that they might be looking for
her right now, she walked back to the brightly decorated mansion a
few blocks behind.
'Why am I even doing this? Why did I
ever agree to that stupid deal??! Michiro-chan doesn't even like it
either! We're just forced to this! Yet...'
Chihiro was cut
short. She knew that if she didn't marry a person from the Akashi
family, they'd be bound to live on the streets. Truth be told, if it
wasn't for the concern for her parents, she wouldn't be getting
married right now.
'Ok, concentrate Chihiro baka, at least
it's Michiro-chan and not some other guy. At least it's a very close
friend who you'd be comfortable to live with.
As Chihiro
reached the open gates of the Akashi mansion, 2 girls greeted her at
once. One was Hana Akashi, Michiro's big sister, and the other was
Akashi Monica, Michiro's twin sister.
"Hiro-chan, where
were you?!" Monica asked at once.
"We've been
looking all over for you. And look! You're hair's a mess! Come now,
let's fix you inside." Hana said while pulling towards the back
door of the mansion.
With years of escaping from their
parents, the three girls managed to arrive at Monica's room avoiding
all guests successfully.
Hana shoved Chihiro down the chair in
front of the dressing table and went to look for her make-up kit
while Monica looked for her hair clips.
When Chihiro stared in
front of the mirror, she saw that she was in a state of disorder,
with her hair sticking out from here and there and her make-up fading
away.
As soon as the sisters arrived, they began fixing her
properly. After a while, Chihiro was back to the way she was when the
guests arrived, and she didn't look like she'd been messed up at
all.
"There! All done!" Hana said brightly, admiring
her work.
"So what are we waiting for? Let's go."
Monica put the make-up kit and clips back to their places.
Chihiro
stood up, walked towards the door and stopped when Hana spoke
suddenly.
"Hiro-chan, it's all right you know....I'm sure
he won't mind, it's just for a while, I think." Hana said
silently.
Chihiro turned back at her and different emotions
flickered in her eyes before she smiled reassuringly and shook her
head.
"Hana-chan, I know Michiro-chan won't mind me at
all, he's suffered worse with me."
Hana's eyes softened.
"Hiro-chan, you know he isn't the one I'm talking
about."
Chihiro's eyes cast downwards and pain flicked in
her eyes before she turned around and spoke.
"Let's just go down now." Chihiro started walking towards the staircase but stopped and looked down before continuing forward.
Monica looked at Hana worriedly. The younger girl just looked back at her sister before shaking her head and following Chihiro down the stairs.'Where in blazes is that girl?!? She's supposed to be helping me fend off these people!' Michiro thought to himself, plastering a fake smile on his face, nodding to the guests while looking for Chiharu in the crowd.
"Hiro-chan, If you don't appear soon I'll---"
"You'll what, you big oaf?"
Michiro turned behind him and saw an irritated looking Chiharu glaring up at him.
"Well-er-I-I mean-----uhm." Michiro scratched his head nervously.
"Whatever Michi, for your information, I had a VERY hard time finding you, with all these people and all!" Chiharu whispered, careful not to let the guests hear her.
"Sorry.... er-can we go now? Let's jus tell 'em we need some privacy. We've already stayed half the time!" Michiro whined.
"No we can't! Not now! They'll notice.... We'll just have to act likeāahem!-lovers and after lunch we'll go ok?"
Michiro sighed.
"I don't think I can do what you're asking me to do."
"You think "I" can?"
And with that Chiharu dragged Michiro to the large dining room where their lunch was to take place.
After a short while, Michiro, Monica and Chihiro were back in Monica's room. But this time, Chihiro was sitting on the bed, hugging her knees close to her chest in uncontrollable tears, and the twins beside her were trying to comfort her.
"Why did...he... he do....it???" Chihiro said in between sobs.
"Chihiro-chan, don't mind Kohaku-chan, maybe he's just depressed, you know how guys are." Monica chided.
"Yeah.... hey--HEY! There's still a guy in this room you know." Michiro exclaimed suddenly.
"Oh! I'm am SOOOO sorry, I didn't think you were included." She replied and had the just-shut-up look before turning back to Chihiro. "I think you'll need some privacy, Chihiro-chan. If ever you need us we'll just be in Michiro-chan's room next door."
With that Monica took one last look at Chihiro before smiling encouragingly and entering the room next door through the connecting doors of the two rooms.
"Don't worry Hiro-chan, if he ever gets near you again, I'll kick him." Michiro smiled and headed towards the connecting door. "Holler." He said before going in the next room and closing the door.
Chihiro stared at the door for a moment before bursting into tears again.
She hated being so vulnerable. It feels like she just lost a game. But seeing the state as it is, it seems like she did. She allowed herself to fall on the bed limply and stare at the ceiling blankly.
'He's leaving---He's-He's never coming back! After he---he promised me...!' Tears started to form on Chihiro's eyes again. She shut her eyes tight and wished that none of this ever had happened.
'I wish-I wish-----I-' Chihiro's eyes turned blank as she recalled the memories she had with her friends, times when they had so much fun.
Flashback
An 11 yr. old Chihiro looked out the window of their classroom, purposely ignoring their History teacher, Jin Hasaki, while he started their lesson for the day. Ever since the 1st day of school, she already hated their History teacher. And it seemed like he did too. During the 1st class they had, Hasaki-sensei sent her to sit at the back corner of the room, beside the window. And he seldom called her for recitation grades.
"Psst! Hiro-chan!" A hushed voice whispered.
Chihiro turned her head and glanced at her seatmate, Akashi Michiro, the younger brother of Hana, one of her best friends.
"What now, baka?" Chiharu snapped, glancing in front to see the teacher speaking with the principal outside the classroom.
"The principal excused sensei for a moment. And for your information, I was just going to pass a message from Hana-san, she told me to ask you if you could go with us to the park later on, we're to be 'snacking' with a guest. It's her treat."
"Really? Who's the guest?"
"No idea, she didn't tell me. She only told me it was a surprise."
"I see, well, yeah, I could go."
"That's great, I'll tell her right now," Michiro grinned and pulled out his ASUS palm pilot from his backpack.
"Whoa! Is that yours?"
"Yep! Newest version, hehehe." Michiro started tapping on the screen with the ASUS Palm Pilot pen.
Chihiro smiled at the boy's antics. He'd been like that ever since they met. She remembered the 1st time they met when she bickered with him as to who was going to clean the cake smudged on the floor. Chiharu was walking down the corridor that day carrying a tray with a cake for sick Hana when Michiro ran out of a room and bumped her, causing the cake to fall on the floor.
But of course after that, they got better and became the best of friends, since Hana was older and had a different schedule than her. Ever since that day, they were always together, always playing jokes and mischief to the Akashi mansion.
Although Michiro's, in what seemed to be, quite young grandfather, Akashi Kaguya (He was only 5 years older that Mr. Ogino), always caught them and scolded them, He seemed so fond of two quite well, and after that, he got close with Chihiro's parents as well, so they always visited the Akashi mansion.
Chihiro slowly tapped her pen on the table as an act of boredom and studied Michiro for a moment from her seat. She noticed the Raven-haired lad and how a stubborn lock of hair kept on falling on his eyes, how his turquoise colored eyes seemed to sparkle whenever he flashed the charming grin of his.
Michiro is just too charming, not that she liked, 'liked' him. For her, they would always have the brother-sister attitude like they promised.
"What? Am I THAT charming that you have to stare 'admiringly' at me?" Michiro suddenly said breaking her chain of thoughts.
Chihiro blushed and snapped at him.
"No way! And I wasn't staring 'admiringly' at you!"
"Oh really?"
Michiro raised an eyebrow and looked behind him, which was the direction of the doorway where the teacher, the principal, and surprisingly, another boy, which seemed to be a new student stood talking.
"You were staring at the new student?! You don't even know him!"
"New student? What new student?!" Chihiro looked behind Michiro to see a tall young boy around their age speaking to the principal and their teacher. "NO, I wasn't staring at him! And how did you even know he's a new student?"
"Intelligent guess." Michiro smiled. "You weren't looking at him? Then whom WERE you staring at? There's nobody else behind me that would quirk your interest. Just tell the truth Hiro-chan, you like me!"
Michiro laughed.
"Ugh! No way! I wasn't staring at you! I was staring at the wall! I was thinking about something ok?" Chihiro sputtered, her face very red now.
Michiro continued to laugh.
"AHEM." At the sound of the stern voice of the teacher, the class silenced.
Michiro and Chihiro both stopped and looked in front of the class, where Hasaki-sensei and the new student stood. Obviously, their conversation outside was already finished and nobody seemed to notice them enter.
Hasaki-sensei scanned the class with a criticizing eye before starting to talk.
"Class, Today we have a new student in our class."
Michiro gave Chihiro an I-told-you-so look. Chiharu just rolled her eyes.
"May I present to you, our newest student from Tokyo."
Just then, they boy they saw earlier stepped out from behind the teacher. The boy's hair was most probably shoulder length. Besides the long bangs he had, the rest of his hair was tied at the back of his head. He was tall enough though, enough to fool one to think him older than 12. His voice was deep when he spoke.
"Konnichiwa, watashi wa Nigihayami Kohaku desu. It's a pleasure to meet all of you, and I hope I'll have lots of friends here." Kohaku's serious turquoise eyes scanned the students then stopped as he met the gaze of Chiharu.
Chiharu's eyes widened and turned blank as a single thought echoed through her mind.
.......Sen....!
End chapter
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