Circumstances Unknown
Case 2: Her Happiness
She scrambled up the stairs and back again, setting up props for the Cultural Festival tomorrow. Carrying costumes in one hand, wallpaper under her arm, and scene props between her knees.
"Yukinon!"
Miyazawa jumped in surprise and dropped everything she was carrying. "Maho!" She muttered as her long, dark haired friend walked up to her. "You scared me."
"Well, that was kinda the point." Maho's sarcasm never seemed to fail anyone. "Aya said it was time for the final rehearsal, come on!"
Miyazawa leaned really close against her and preached, "Maho, I'm surprised! So you are enthusiastic about doing this play! So unlike you!"
"Shut up." Maho grunted, gritting her teeth.
Guess the Cultural festival can really bring people together. They hurried to the auditorium, where they met up with Aya, Tsubasa, Rika and Tsubaki. For some reason, Tsubaki's face seemed flushed and she was looking around awkwardly. Immediately, Miyazawa guessed why. "Hey, Tsubaki! Seen Tonami around lately?"
Suddenly, her face turned bright red. "N-None of your business!" She snapped, as steam blew out of her ears. Everyone else now understood and snickered evilly.
By now, everyone had mastered their lines perfectly, and was ready to put on the greatest show ever! The rehearsal went on perfectly with no mess ups or hesitation.
The extremely proud director of this masterpiece, Sawada, Aya, grinned from ear to ear in satisfaction. "Great performance everyone! Break a leg tomorrow!"
Tomorrow would be the first half of the play. Unfortunately, there is only a time slot of one hour available at that time, so the play was split in two. Miyazawa grabbed her jacket from the coat hanger and headed out.
"Oh no! It's raining!" She pouted as she stepped under the pouring sky. "Damnit, I didn't bring an umbrella."
She was just about to run out, when someone grabbed her arm. Miyazawa jerked around to see Asaba holding a bright pink umbrella with a sheep drawn on it. "Need this?"
"Ahhh! Asapin! What are you doing with a girl's umbrella?" Miyazawa screamed, as she poked Asaba's forehead.
"I-It's something I had laying around!" He defended. Under the umbrella they hid and slowly walked towards Miyazawa's house. There was silence, except for the sound of heavy rainfall.
All of sudden, out of the blue, Asaba asked. "Say, Miyazawa," She looked up at him, wondering. "Have you noticed anything strange about Arima lately?"
Miyazawa eyed her friend curiously, and answers. "Strange?" She continued thinking about it. "Hmmm... I had a dream about him on the roof the other day, but strange? I don't notice anything different about him. I mean, I didn't really have anytime to talk with him, because I was busy with the play and all. Why do you ask?"
"O-Oh," Asaba looked away, kind of disappointed. "No reason." They finally reached Miyazawa's warm and inviting house.
"Asapin, would you like to come in?" She asked.
"No thanks, I have to go home."
"Wow, that's a first!" She joked and turned away to walk into the door, when he stopped her with words that pierced through her heart.
"Miyazawa," He said softly, but with a sad tone of voice. "It's just... that I thought the woman Arima loved would understand him the most." With that said, he walks off, leaving Miyazawa standing at the door, stunned.
"DINNER, LET'S EAT!" The same happy words the Miyazawa household heard everyday. Except this time, Yukino was not in the usual blissful mood. She sat there staring off into space, when Kano whacked her with a frying pan.
"OW!!" Miyazawa screamed, holding her head. "What did you do that for?!"
Kano and Tsukino got right up in their older sister's face and glared at her. "Its boyfriend trouble isn't it?" Somehow, Kano and Tsukino could read Miyazawa like an open book, with footnotes and everything.
"WHAT?!" The shouting of Miyazawa, Hiroyuki, Yukino's ignorant and melodramatic father who still did not fully approve of his precious daughter's relationship.
Looking at her father's scary, octopus like expression, Miyazawa quickly answered. "No, no! It's nothing like that! Don't worry about me! I'm just a little tired!" This response seemed to satisfy everyone for the moment, since they continued on with laughing and stuffing their faces.
"Oh, Yukino!" Miyazawa's kind and gentle mother, Miyako called out. "Remember that we'll be there in the very front row rooting for you! Go Yukino! Show everyone what you're made of!" All of a sudden, the whole dinner table changed into a cheering section, as Miyazawa slipped away, embarrassed.
She sighed and let herself fall on her soft cozy bed. "What did Asaba mean?" She thought to herself. "Arima, acting differently? I don't notice anything at all." Miyazawa thought for a long time and before dozing off, she managed to remember the piercing words Asaba had said.
I thought the woman Arima loved would understand him the most.
"I guess I don't understand him at all... I wonder what he's thinking..."
The Miyazawa and Arima household; two complete opposite families and lifestyles. Worlds apart, with a brick wall in the middle. On one end, was the warm and inviting house of laughter and different emotions, no one could imagine. On the other end, was the cold and quiet family, who's only conversation is to praise their son. A son that didn't really belong. The son who everyone thought would fail, because his real parents did. [Fin]
To be continued... Case 3: The Soul deep within me [Next]
[Parody] Cherry: The derangement of me!!
All of sudden, out of the blue, Asaba asked. "Say, Miyazawa," She looked up at him, wondering. "Have you noticed anything strange about Arima lately?"
Miyazawa looked at him weirdly and asked, "Strange?" She thought about it and continued, "I had a dream about him the other day...*cough* Umm... Let's not get into that."
"Miyazawa," He said softly, but with a sad tone of voice. "It's just... that I thought the woman that loved him would understand him the most."
"What are you talking about...?" Things started to become clear in her mind, and why she had the dream.
Asaba cleared his throat and decided that he was going to tell her, once and for all. "Arima... I-is... He's... GAY!!!"
Miyazawa stared at her friend and all of a sudden, blurted out, "I KNEW IT!!!"
Different sides of Arima that we don't know about... and hopefully don't want to know about...
Case 2: Her Happiness
She scrambled up the stairs and back again, setting up props for the Cultural Festival tomorrow. Carrying costumes in one hand, wallpaper under her arm, and scene props between her knees.
"Yukinon!"
Miyazawa jumped in surprise and dropped everything she was carrying. "Maho!" She muttered as her long, dark haired friend walked up to her. "You scared me."
"Well, that was kinda the point." Maho's sarcasm never seemed to fail anyone. "Aya said it was time for the final rehearsal, come on!"
Miyazawa leaned really close against her and preached, "Maho, I'm surprised! So you are enthusiastic about doing this play! So unlike you!"
"Shut up." Maho grunted, gritting her teeth.
Guess the Cultural festival can really bring people together. They hurried to the auditorium, where they met up with Aya, Tsubasa, Rika and Tsubaki. For some reason, Tsubaki's face seemed flushed and she was looking around awkwardly. Immediately, Miyazawa guessed why. "Hey, Tsubaki! Seen Tonami around lately?"
Suddenly, her face turned bright red. "N-None of your business!" She snapped, as steam blew out of her ears. Everyone else now understood and snickered evilly.
By now, everyone had mastered their lines perfectly, and was ready to put on the greatest show ever! The rehearsal went on perfectly with no mess ups or hesitation.
The extremely proud director of this masterpiece, Sawada, Aya, grinned from ear to ear in satisfaction. "Great performance everyone! Break a leg tomorrow!"
Tomorrow would be the first half of the play. Unfortunately, there is only a time slot of one hour available at that time, so the play was split in two. Miyazawa grabbed her jacket from the coat hanger and headed out.
"Oh no! It's raining!" She pouted as she stepped under the pouring sky. "Damnit, I didn't bring an umbrella."
She was just about to run out, when someone grabbed her arm. Miyazawa jerked around to see Asaba holding a bright pink umbrella with a sheep drawn on it. "Need this?"
"Ahhh! Asapin! What are you doing with a girl's umbrella?" Miyazawa screamed, as she poked Asaba's forehead.
"I-It's something I had laying around!" He defended. Under the umbrella they hid and slowly walked towards Miyazawa's house. There was silence, except for the sound of heavy rainfall.
All of sudden, out of the blue, Asaba asked. "Say, Miyazawa," She looked up at him, wondering. "Have you noticed anything strange about Arima lately?"
Miyazawa eyed her friend curiously, and answers. "Strange?" She continued thinking about it. "Hmmm... I had a dream about him on the roof the other day, but strange? I don't notice anything different about him. I mean, I didn't really have anytime to talk with him, because I was busy with the play and all. Why do you ask?"
"O-Oh," Asaba looked away, kind of disappointed. "No reason." They finally reached Miyazawa's warm and inviting house.
"Asapin, would you like to come in?" She asked.
"No thanks, I have to go home."
"Wow, that's a first!" She joked and turned away to walk into the door, when he stopped her with words that pierced through her heart.
"Miyazawa," He said softly, but with a sad tone of voice. "It's just... that I thought the woman Arima loved would understand him the most." With that said, he walks off, leaving Miyazawa standing at the door, stunned.
"DINNER, LET'S EAT!" The same happy words the Miyazawa household heard everyday. Except this time, Yukino was not in the usual blissful mood. She sat there staring off into space, when Kano whacked her with a frying pan.
"OW!!" Miyazawa screamed, holding her head. "What did you do that for?!"
Kano and Tsukino got right up in their older sister's face and glared at her. "Its boyfriend trouble isn't it?" Somehow, Kano and Tsukino could read Miyazawa like an open book, with footnotes and everything.
"WHAT?!" The shouting of Miyazawa, Hiroyuki, Yukino's ignorant and melodramatic father who still did not fully approve of his precious daughter's relationship.
Looking at her father's scary, octopus like expression, Miyazawa quickly answered. "No, no! It's nothing like that! Don't worry about me! I'm just a little tired!" This response seemed to satisfy everyone for the moment, since they continued on with laughing and stuffing their faces.
"Oh, Yukino!" Miyazawa's kind and gentle mother, Miyako called out. "Remember that we'll be there in the very front row rooting for you! Go Yukino! Show everyone what you're made of!" All of a sudden, the whole dinner table changed into a cheering section, as Miyazawa slipped away, embarrassed.
She sighed and let herself fall on her soft cozy bed. "What did Asaba mean?" She thought to herself. "Arima, acting differently? I don't notice anything at all." Miyazawa thought for a long time and before dozing off, she managed to remember the piercing words Asaba had said.
I thought the woman Arima loved would understand him the most.
"I guess I don't understand him at all... I wonder what he's thinking..."
The Miyazawa and Arima household; two complete opposite families and lifestyles. Worlds apart, with a brick wall in the middle. On one end, was the warm and inviting house of laughter and different emotions, no one could imagine. On the other end, was the cold and quiet family, who's only conversation is to praise their son. A son that didn't really belong. The son who everyone thought would fail, because his real parents did. [Fin]
To be continued... Case 3: The Soul deep within me [Next]
[Parody] Cherry: The derangement of me!!
All of sudden, out of the blue, Asaba asked. "Say, Miyazawa," She looked up at him, wondering. "Have you noticed anything strange about Arima lately?"
Miyazawa looked at him weirdly and asked, "Strange?" She thought about it and continued, "I had a dream about him the other day...*cough* Umm... Let's not get into that."
"Miyazawa," He said softly, but with a sad tone of voice. "It's just... that I thought the woman that loved him would understand him the most."
"What are you talking about...?" Things started to become clear in her mind, and why she had the dream.
Asaba cleared his throat and decided that he was going to tell her, once and for all. "Arima... I-is... He's... GAY!!!"
Miyazawa stared at her friend and all of a sudden, blurted out, "I KNEW IT!!!"
Different sides of Arima that we don't know about... and hopefully don't want to know about...