He thinks he's so cool
Chapter 7
Declaimer: I don't own…
The talk lasted until late into the night. He was a warrior, a gundam pilot. He was captured temporarily and had to ensure the war came to an end. His real name isn't Trowa Barton. It was another's. I wonder what the original Trowa Barton was like. Was he as enigmatic? Was he as breath taking? I've been out running and walking and thinking since our conversation ended. I just need to think about these things. I guess it's about 8 or 9 am because the streets are losing their abandoned quality and are showing their hustle and bustle of everyday life. I walk open and tall in this Tokyo crowd, never wanting to lose myself in it.
I hear my name called and I am glad I am easily noticed because it's minna-chan. "Oi, minna!"
I smile at their happy faces as I respond. They join my walk. "What are you doing out so early, and alone too, Haruka-san?" Ami-chan inquires sweetly. "Oh, just thinking," I sigh wistfully. I see the shared devious smirk of Mako-chan and Mina-chan. "Oh, is it a love issue that troubles you?" the blond swoons as she leans heavily on me. "Hai, maybe so." The two squeal and grab me as they rush to the Crown Game Center. The other girls follow.
I stir my coffee slightly as they gossip and gush over what could be worrying me. "Oi, Haruka-san, I hope it's not troubles with Michiru-san," Rei-chan replies concerned. "Oh no, no," I wave away, "It's not that." "Then?" Mako-chan gets a dreamy look in her eyes. I want to bite my tongue but it's too quick for me. "Koneko, what is making love to a man like?"
She chokes on her pancakes and all of them are bright red as they try to calm her. She's gasping for breath as she says, "Haruka-san…! How would I know?...I'm still a virgin!" "Oh, I thought you and Mamoru-san had…" "NO!" I think this over. "Well then, what is loving a man like?" She's still blushing. "Haruka-san—." "Please," I interrupt, "Don't ask questions. Just, I need to know." She looked baffled, "Well, really…I don't know. I assume it's the same as loving a woman. Yes, I would say you love Michiru-san as I love Mamo-chan."
"I wonder if I love Trowa as I do Michi," I muse. I see their faces and they're shocked and I realize I've just said that out loud. "Trowa-san is back?" "Where's he been?" "How is he?" "Where is he?" "Did you just say you were in love with a man?" Again, the table explodes in a symphony of gossip. I stand to leave but first say, "He is back, he's been in war, he is fine, he's at my home, and yes, I think I do." I leave as I hear a collective squeal.
I'm very tired as I walk home. I've been awake for so long. I trudge into the house and loudly slam the door. "Ruka! Don't do that, you'll break something!" And that is followed by the shattering of glass and a frustrated sigh. "Opps." I grin. Smashing things is a good stress reliever. "I'm not taking calls form Koneko or minna-chan. I'm well versed in all of their current gossip," I say sarcastically. "Ruka, come into the living room, please." I groan at the thought of social interaction instead my sweet bed.
As I enter the room, I freeze. Michi sits all peachy as can be in a lovely sundress and Trowa is all decked out in an olive green button down shirt and black slacks. But their wardrobe isn't what catches me. It's the four extra pairs of eyes that do. I see a Japanese youth with an indifferent expression, a smiling blonde, a scowling Chinese boy, and a guy with the longest braid I've ever seen. "Ru, these are the other gundam pilots." "Pleasure," I huff. The braided one snickers, "Nice pjs, girlie." I never changed clothes last night, I know, so what?
Michi must see the look on my face because she crosses the room to where I stand and smiles sweetly. "I've asked them to stay a bit." "Stay?" I voice. "Well, they are Trowa-kun's family and I am your family and with yours and his joining, isn't it nice to be under one roof?" "Joining?" "Like one big, happy family." "Fa—family!?"
I turn to the stairs and march to the top. Once there, I turn to look down and see all looking at me. "Michiru Kaioh…!" I'm at a loss for words. "Yes, koi?" She smiles at me. "I wish—I wish I had a gun!" I shriek as I storm away.
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