Eri-Sama: I had to take a break from my X-Men fic. again. I absolutely LOVE
Gravitation, but I don't own it sigh I didn't know how this would turn out,
but here it is, and a second chapter, no less! Might have some ooc- ness. I
read this and think it ends sort of like a soap opera scene might, heh.
Tell me what you think, please, please, please?
"Matte, I said. It's still early, we're not going to miss breakfast, Nakano- san!" I love mornings at least as much as anyone else, but running around is not an activity I can enjoy at this hour. It was about quarter to eight and I was chasing my band mate down the street to breakfast. I may be young, but Hiroshi's gait forced me to jog if I wanted to keep up with him. He stopped at double glass doors in front of a place that simply said "diner."
"This place has the best pancakes... oh, I forgot to ask you what you felt like having." He started to laugh, loudly, I guess he and Shindou-san had that way about them, to laugh off embarrassment.
I admitted that I loved pancakes and we went in, looking for somewhere to seat ourselves. I knew of diners in the States and how they were nowhere near upscale establishments, but this place had elements of both a traditional diner setting and the elegance of a four star restraunt. Needless to say, I was shocked. I scanned the room with Hiroshi until my eyes fell upon her. Beautiful curls and spirals of a partial up-do, slender neck, perfect posture, a color of fabric I know I wouldn't find anywhere else. As soon as it registered to me who she was, I heard the unmistakable lilt in her voice. How I missed that voice. It had been almost two years since I last saw her.
"Fujisaki, check out the new girl. She's from the US, her father's some big shot over there, or something."
He turned around to see the lovely girl sitting at her desk with flawless posture. The problem with it was her attitude made her seem hunched over and it was painfully obvious that she was uncomfortable.
"She looks lonely, I think I'll go talk to her."
"Now, Fujisaki..." his friend Shun warned, but Suguru went to the girl anyway.
"Hello, miss, I noticed you're new here. I'm Fujisaki Suguru and you are...?"
Her head snapped to face him as if he startled her, but the look of shock quickly faded into a bright smile. "H-hello. Yes, I am new; my name is Moonroe Reiya. Is your English pretty good? I do miss speaking with people in English."
Suguru smiled and began to speak in English to her. "My cousin made sure I learned early. I don't get to speak it very often either. You're from the US, doesn't your family speak English at home?"
Reiya laughed a bubbly but not fake laugh, then spoke in English to him. "English is forbidden in my house. Since my brother and I learned French, and now that we live here, we're only supposed to speak French or Japanese. My brother, John, was grounded for a day when he spoke to me in English last year."
The two talked for about 5 minutes before the boys called Suguru away.
"Fujisaki-kun, let's go, or would you rather play with the new girl?"
"I am not 'playing,' I am having a conversation." Fujisaki gave the boys the worst look he could manage. "And she has a name, perhaps you should learn it."
"She looks like an airhead to me. Isn't that what they say about blondes over there?" Shun reached out toward Reiya's hair but Suguru beat him to it, slapping his hand away.
"I don't believe the lady said you could touch her hair." He was fuming now, ready to strike his friend for insulting a girl he just met. "Apologize for attempting to touch her and for the insult, Shun."
The next few moments resulted in an all out fistfight between the former friends and, once it was broken up, a girl approached Reiya.
"New girl, I can't believe you let them fight over you. What a horrible person." the girl smirked before finishing her line. "And not much to look at, either." She walked away, leaving Reiya with an open mouth and tears welling up in her violet eyes.
She found herself at the headmaster's office at the end of the school day to tell her account of the fight.
"Fujisaki-san stood up for me against the other guy when he was picking on me. I'm very thankful and think it would be wrong for you to punish him. I think no one should be punished, we're children, children pick on one another." She sat straight as a board but appeared to be comfortable while she spoke to the headmaster.
"Well, thank you, Moonroe-chan, but I didn't ask for your opinion on their punishment." He was interrupted by a voice booming through the halls.
"What do you mean my daughter was detained after school? Where's the headmaster?" There was a pause, probably just long enough for the front office assistant explained what was going on. "Fine, I'll just have to speak with him myself."
"Daddy, always learning languages before manners." Reiya said softly, and in English, then she and Fujisaki exchanged smiles.
Moments later a large yet aging man appeared in the doorway. "Reiya, let's go."
"Papa, I'm trying to defend the boy who stood up for me this morning."
"Boy? What happened?" The headmaster stepped in and gave as objective an account of the story as he could. "He almost touched my daughter? And you're going to let him get away with that?"
"But Fujisaki-kun stepped in and helped me."
Mr. Moonroe looked at the green-haired youth with disgust. "I'll just bet he did, punk kid probably after you."
"Papa! Don't say that, Fujisaki-kun is a nice boy."
"We're going home, that's it. Good day, headmaster Tomoah."
"Fujisaki, do you know her?" Hiroshi asked me.
I shook my head a little, blinked a few times and tried to find my voice. "Yeah, I know her, let's go say hi." Hiroshi groaned, but followed behind Suguru.
"Matte, I said. It's still early, we're not going to miss breakfast, Nakano- san!" I love mornings at least as much as anyone else, but running around is not an activity I can enjoy at this hour. It was about quarter to eight and I was chasing my band mate down the street to breakfast. I may be young, but Hiroshi's gait forced me to jog if I wanted to keep up with him. He stopped at double glass doors in front of a place that simply said "diner."
"This place has the best pancakes... oh, I forgot to ask you what you felt like having." He started to laugh, loudly, I guess he and Shindou-san had that way about them, to laugh off embarrassment.
I admitted that I loved pancakes and we went in, looking for somewhere to seat ourselves. I knew of diners in the States and how they were nowhere near upscale establishments, but this place had elements of both a traditional diner setting and the elegance of a four star restraunt. Needless to say, I was shocked. I scanned the room with Hiroshi until my eyes fell upon her. Beautiful curls and spirals of a partial up-do, slender neck, perfect posture, a color of fabric I know I wouldn't find anywhere else. As soon as it registered to me who she was, I heard the unmistakable lilt in her voice. How I missed that voice. It had been almost two years since I last saw her.
"Fujisaki, check out the new girl. She's from the US, her father's some big shot over there, or something."
He turned around to see the lovely girl sitting at her desk with flawless posture. The problem with it was her attitude made her seem hunched over and it was painfully obvious that she was uncomfortable.
"She looks lonely, I think I'll go talk to her."
"Now, Fujisaki..." his friend Shun warned, but Suguru went to the girl anyway.
"Hello, miss, I noticed you're new here. I'm Fujisaki Suguru and you are...?"
Her head snapped to face him as if he startled her, but the look of shock quickly faded into a bright smile. "H-hello. Yes, I am new; my name is Moonroe Reiya. Is your English pretty good? I do miss speaking with people in English."
Suguru smiled and began to speak in English to her. "My cousin made sure I learned early. I don't get to speak it very often either. You're from the US, doesn't your family speak English at home?"
Reiya laughed a bubbly but not fake laugh, then spoke in English to him. "English is forbidden in my house. Since my brother and I learned French, and now that we live here, we're only supposed to speak French or Japanese. My brother, John, was grounded for a day when he spoke to me in English last year."
The two talked for about 5 minutes before the boys called Suguru away.
"Fujisaki-kun, let's go, or would you rather play with the new girl?"
"I am not 'playing,' I am having a conversation." Fujisaki gave the boys the worst look he could manage. "And she has a name, perhaps you should learn it."
"She looks like an airhead to me. Isn't that what they say about blondes over there?" Shun reached out toward Reiya's hair but Suguru beat him to it, slapping his hand away.
"I don't believe the lady said you could touch her hair." He was fuming now, ready to strike his friend for insulting a girl he just met. "Apologize for attempting to touch her and for the insult, Shun."
The next few moments resulted in an all out fistfight between the former friends and, once it was broken up, a girl approached Reiya.
"New girl, I can't believe you let them fight over you. What a horrible person." the girl smirked before finishing her line. "And not much to look at, either." She walked away, leaving Reiya with an open mouth and tears welling up in her violet eyes.
She found herself at the headmaster's office at the end of the school day to tell her account of the fight.
"Fujisaki-san stood up for me against the other guy when he was picking on me. I'm very thankful and think it would be wrong for you to punish him. I think no one should be punished, we're children, children pick on one another." She sat straight as a board but appeared to be comfortable while she spoke to the headmaster.
"Well, thank you, Moonroe-chan, but I didn't ask for your opinion on their punishment." He was interrupted by a voice booming through the halls.
"What do you mean my daughter was detained after school? Where's the headmaster?" There was a pause, probably just long enough for the front office assistant explained what was going on. "Fine, I'll just have to speak with him myself."
"Daddy, always learning languages before manners." Reiya said softly, and in English, then she and Fujisaki exchanged smiles.
Moments later a large yet aging man appeared in the doorway. "Reiya, let's go."
"Papa, I'm trying to defend the boy who stood up for me this morning."
"Boy? What happened?" The headmaster stepped in and gave as objective an account of the story as he could. "He almost touched my daughter? And you're going to let him get away with that?"
"But Fujisaki-kun stepped in and helped me."
Mr. Moonroe looked at the green-haired youth with disgust. "I'll just bet he did, punk kid probably after you."
"Papa! Don't say that, Fujisaki-kun is a nice boy."
"We're going home, that's it. Good day, headmaster Tomoah."
"Fujisaki, do you know her?" Hiroshi asked me.
I shook my head a little, blinked a few times and tried to find my voice. "Yeah, I know her, let's go say hi." Hiroshi groaned, but followed behind Suguru.