What Happens Now?
Summary: Naota is a normal, bored, 14 year old teenager with an interesting past. Through the years no one has reminded him about the past, nor was the past brought up... until now.
Author's Notes: I'm really sorry this is late! My computer went shity on me and I got that internet virus thing. Anyways... I would Like to thank Everyone who reviewed my fic. Thanks guys! You don't know how much they mean to me. LoL I thought no one would like this fic, since it's my first one. As for the misspelling, can you tell that I'm not Japanese? LoL well I rewrote the whole thing... kind of. It's still the same, but I'm just trying to make it more understanding. I also Tried to fix the misspelling I made.
Three: I Like Bitter things
'So Long Naota.' Those were the last words I heard from her before she left to start her career as a famous photographer. The only thing from the past that's still here is Canti. Why is the past coming back after two years? I strum another thick string on my blue bass.
Two weeks from now I'll be 15, how fun. I smelled cookies down stairs, Canti is cooking again. Maybe things won't be so plain anymore... but I like things plain. My eyes switched from the white ceiling to my blue bass that's been taken from my hands.
"What's on your mind Ta-kun?" Said a childish voice. I knew who it was, so I didn't even bother to look at her.
"It's not a toy, Mamimi. Give it back and my name is Naota." I grunted as I held out my hand. I grabbed nothing but air. Ever since that day, I don't want anyone calling me Ta-kun.
"Naota, why do you always have to be so grumpy?" I sat up and glared at the purple haired girl spinning on my computer chair. Her dark blue eyes glared back as she sipped her soda. There was a flash of lights and me and Ninamori looked at Mamimi.
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"Oh NO!" She screamed as she looked at her camera. She frowned as she walked towards me.
"Huh, what's wrong, Mamimi?"
"My Camera, it's full!" She said, "Can I use the computer really quick." I nodded and jumped off the chair.
"Hey! That's my computer!" Naota said as he got up.
Mamimi had already connected her camera to the computer with a clear plastic cord, and did something. Within a couple of seconds a screen came up and showed all of the pictures Mamimi had taken.
"Wow, they're nice." I said.
Mamimi clicked on the pictures printed them out. For an hour, me and Naota heard the clicking of a mouse and the tapping of the keyboard. From the corner of my eyes, I could see Naota staring out the window as he strummed his blue bass guitar.
"What's on your mind Naota?" I asked. It took awhile for him to answer. That always annoyed me and he knows that.
"Nothing."
"Whatever, Naota." I whispered. I looked at Mamimi who was digging through her black bag. She took out a red folder and shoved her pictures she just printed. I guess she doesn't want us to see her pictures. I look out the window again and noticed the sky was dark blue and the stars were beginning to show.
"I better go."
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"Why don't you spend the night too, Nina?" Nina stared at me then looked at Ta-kun, who just looked at Nina then back to his blue guitar- opps I mean Bass.
"I don't care. Do what you want." He said in his normal 'I don't care 'cause I'm cool that way' tone.
"I don't have extra clothes."
I smiled and began to look through my bag throwing my stuff everywhere.
"Mamimi! What the hell are you-" I couldn't hear Ta-kun anymore after that because his voice was muffled by something. I turned around to see a red-shirt over his head.
"Sorry, Ta-kun-"
"Mamimi, don't call me that. I'm not my brother you -"
"I know." I went back to digging for what I was looking for. Then I found it!
"Here you go!" I held out a pair of purple shorts and a matching tang top. I threw it at Nina and she held it in her hands. At first she looked at it then at me.
"It's for you to wear, Nina!" I laughed. I walked around Ta-kun's room and picked up the clothes I threw around. I took the red t-shirt on Ta-kun's head and the black shorts on the corner of the bed and put it over my shoulders.
"Ta-kun, where's the bathroom?" Ta-kun looks at me and gives me an annoyed look.
"It's down stairs. It's the only room with an open door." I nodded and skipped my way down stairs.
Ta-kun seems distracted. I bet he's wondering about the past and now. Should I tell him the truth? I think I should... it's the right thing! But... Not yet.
"Mamimi, what's so funny down there?!" I cover my mouth and looked up the stairs to see Ta-kun's head. I didn't know I was laughing that loud... In fact I didn't know I was laughing at all.
"Nothing, Ta-kun!" I yelled back as I made my way to the bathroom.
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I looked at the ceiling in my blue pajamas. Mamimi was humming some weird song to her self as she dried her hair with a red towel. How did all that stuff she took out fit in that small tiny bag? How did it even look tiny still? And why do girls take forever in the shower!? When Mamimi went in, it was 7:00. When she came out it was 8:30. When Ninamori went in, it was 8:40 and now 9:50 and she still isn't out. I scratched my head hard.
"What are you thinking about Ta-kun?" Mamimi asked through her towel. I glanced her way for a second then back at the ceiling.
"Nothing."
"It has to be something Ta-kun. You're scratching you head... really hard!"
"And?"
"When you scratch your head really hard, your thinking really hard and can't find the answer." Mamimi laughed.
I looked at her, annoyed. I forgot she knows me. I mean, she spent so much time with my brother... and with me. That brings back to the old days... the very old days. When it was just me, my brother and Mamimi. We would spend forever together and she would even spend the nigh here with my Bro, secretly without my dad knowing. I think I'm smiling again with these old memories.
I remembered how Dad got mad at us when we broke window in the bakery. My brother was teaching Mamimi how to hit the ball when BAM! I took the blame for her though, don't know why, but I did.
Something caught Mamimi's eyes as she walked over to it. It was a small red baseball bat. She picked it up and began to swing it. I laughed. More memories. Mamimi looked at me and blinked.
"Am I doing something wrong?"
"Yeah, your holding the bat backwards... like always." Mamimi looked at me and smiled.
"Only because you and Tasuku never thought me how to hold it right."
"Well, because after you broke the window-"
"I remember that! But it wasn't my fault. You and Tasuku said to hit it as hard as I can!" I looked at Mamimi shocked. She was actually being normal and she said my brother's name! When Mamimi noticed what I noticed, she frowned and looked away. She swung the bat harder and it flew out of her hands.
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I saw the bat and stepped out of the room.
"Sorry, Nina!" Mamimi screamed as she picked up the bat and hide it behind her.
"It's nothing, I didn't get hurt." I said. I was wearing a the pair of pajama's Mamimi lend me.
"So what are we gunna do in this li'l sleep over?"
I watched as Naota blushed when I said sleep over. Why would he blush? Then It hit me. He's a guy.
"Naota, you better not be thinking-"
"NO I'M NOT!" Naota screamed as he got up from his bed, blushing harder.
"Then why is Ta-kun blushing?" Mamimi giggled.
"I am not, and stop calling me Ta-kun!"
I looked at Mamimi and we both started laughing. It was easy to get on Naota's nerves.
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We spend the whole night acting stupid. Which is new to me, because I'm not suppose to be like that. It's 3:00 AM and I can't sleep. I stood up and walked to the window, opened it and sat on my roof. I spent two weeks doing this every night after my brother left. So many memories.
"What are you doing?" I didn't have to bother turning around because I already knew the voice. I mean, I hear that voice nagging me every single day.
"Thinking."
"About what and why so late?" I turned around.
"Why aren't you sleeping?" She looked at me and blinked.
"Because you woke me up."
"That's the stupidest excuse I've ever heard." Ninamori looked at me then let out, I think, a pissed off sigh.
"What are you thinking about, Naota?"
"Stuff." She looked at me again and took off her glasses.
"We've been friends for how long?"
"Never." I grinned.
"NAOTA!" She yelled pulling my ear. I laughed.
"Since grade school."
"Good. That's a long time you know. I think I deserve to know what's up." Damn, she was right.
"I'm thinking about how everything is coming back. Just when I finally get over the past, that past comes back." Damn, I wasn't suppose to say that.
"That's life though and I don't think you'll ever get over the past."
It was silent for a couple of minutes, but those minutes seemed like hours. It felt weird. I wanted to say something to break the silence but I couldn't think of anything. If it was just me and my roof, it would have been fine. But Ninamori had to join in. I stood up and began to crawl back in my room.
"What's the real story about you and Mamimi? You guys seem pretty close."
This question again? It's starting to get annoying.
"She's my brother's girlfriend, and I guess my friend also." Ninamori shook her head.
"I know that part already. I saw you two earlier, right before Mamimi was playing with your bat. you were looking at her with a big smile."
"So? What's your point. I'm just happy to see her." Ninamori grunted and pulled her hair. What's up with her?
"When you were talking about her before, you felt bad! You knew you did something wrong, but won't admit it!" This time I didn't even bother looking at her. I just looked at the sky. It was black, but clouds were beginning to show as well as a red outline over the mountains Damn, it's almost morning.
"I do feel bad. I was the only person Mamimi had after my brother left. I tell her I love her, but she knew the truth. She knew I loved Haruko. I couldn't admit it then because Mamimi was the first girl who liked me. I even yelled at her about it. When that giant hand thing got bigger, she was screaming my brothers name. It was because she knew he's the only one that could ever really love her. It's tough on her because she cared for me but I couldn't care for her. She knew that the only reason why I thought I loved her was because she was a bit like Haruko. I only found that out a year after she left. In a way, I care about her. But only as a friends. "
Ninamori blinked.
"You are so confusing you know." I looked at her and smiled.
"I blame it on Mamimi." I watched her smile, then lean on the window frame.
"Who do you love?"
"I guess Haruko."
"We always love the people that hurt us."
"Why do you say that?"
"Mamimi loves Tasuku after he left her all alone. You love Haruko-"
"after she uses me."
"Haruko wants Atomsk, and she thought you were him-"
"I was him."
"No, you were still Naota. His spirit thing, I guess, just became one with your body."
"Atomsk is looking for a body. Is that why your all coming back?" Me and Ninamori bother turned around quickly. Did Mamimi hear everything?!
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I let out a breath of air. Mamimi was sleep talking. She was on he floor curled up in her sleeping bag.
"Is that why I'm here?" She whispered. Me and Naota crawled over to her to hear better.
Mamimi giggled and flipped to her back.
"Because of Atomsk!" She laughed again.
"Haruko... this is scary. Why can't I tell -" suddenly Mamimi opened her Eyes and screamed.
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Ta-kun and Nina were an inch away from my face!
"What you two trying to do!" I asked them. I frowned and covered my face with my sleeping bag.
"You were talking in your sleep and we wanted to know if you were crazy." Nina laughed. I came out of my sleeping bag and stuck my tongue out.
I frowned and held my nose.
"Nina and Ta-kun's breath is stinky. Mamimi will brush her teeth now." I paused as I got to the door. "YOU SHOULD TOO!!"
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You now what's weird? For the longest time I've known Mamimi and for all those nights she slept over, I've never once heard her talk in her sleep. I don't know what's up with the whole flash back stuff... but I know something's up. I miss these memories, yet I hate them. My memories seem so bitter because it brings out the truth. My brother left me and Haruko left me. But even though I hate the memories of them, I still want to remember.
I feel stupid thinking this, but I think she's coming back. Haruko said she would come back for me when I'm older. I'm older now, right? Even though she used me and made my life more bitter, I still think I love her. I could be happy when I'm around her. I don't have to be the mature guy anymore. I can be free. So I guess... in away. I just like bitter things.
Authors notes: If you guys don't get it still... from my weird un-human writing. I'll tell you on the next chapter. I'm sooo sorry this is a week late. I just started school and everything.
Summary: Naota is a normal, bored, 14 year old teenager with an interesting past. Through the years no one has reminded him about the past, nor was the past brought up... until now.
Author's Notes: I'm really sorry this is late! My computer went shity on me and I got that internet virus thing. Anyways... I would Like to thank Everyone who reviewed my fic. Thanks guys! You don't know how much they mean to me. LoL I thought no one would like this fic, since it's my first one. As for the misspelling, can you tell that I'm not Japanese? LoL well I rewrote the whole thing... kind of. It's still the same, but I'm just trying to make it more understanding. I also Tried to fix the misspelling I made.
Three: I Like Bitter things
'So Long Naota.' Those were the last words I heard from her before she left to start her career as a famous photographer. The only thing from the past that's still here is Canti. Why is the past coming back after two years? I strum another thick string on my blue bass.
Two weeks from now I'll be 15, how fun. I smelled cookies down stairs, Canti is cooking again. Maybe things won't be so plain anymore... but I like things plain. My eyes switched from the white ceiling to my blue bass that's been taken from my hands.
"What's on your mind Ta-kun?" Said a childish voice. I knew who it was, so I didn't even bother to look at her.
"It's not a toy, Mamimi. Give it back and my name is Naota." I grunted as I held out my hand. I grabbed nothing but air. Ever since that day, I don't want anyone calling me Ta-kun.
"Naota, why do you always have to be so grumpy?" I sat up and glared at the purple haired girl spinning on my computer chair. Her dark blue eyes glared back as she sipped her soda. There was a flash of lights and me and Ninamori looked at Mamimi.
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"Oh NO!" She screamed as she looked at her camera. She frowned as she walked towards me.
"Huh, what's wrong, Mamimi?"
"My Camera, it's full!" She said, "Can I use the computer really quick." I nodded and jumped off the chair.
"Hey! That's my computer!" Naota said as he got up.
Mamimi had already connected her camera to the computer with a clear plastic cord, and did something. Within a couple of seconds a screen came up and showed all of the pictures Mamimi had taken.
"Wow, they're nice." I said.
Mamimi clicked on the pictures printed them out. For an hour, me and Naota heard the clicking of a mouse and the tapping of the keyboard. From the corner of my eyes, I could see Naota staring out the window as he strummed his blue bass guitar.
"What's on your mind Naota?" I asked. It took awhile for him to answer. That always annoyed me and he knows that.
"Nothing."
"Whatever, Naota." I whispered. I looked at Mamimi who was digging through her black bag. She took out a red folder and shoved her pictures she just printed. I guess she doesn't want us to see her pictures. I look out the window again and noticed the sky was dark blue and the stars were beginning to show.
"I better go."
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"Why don't you spend the night too, Nina?" Nina stared at me then looked at Ta-kun, who just looked at Nina then back to his blue guitar- opps I mean Bass.
"I don't care. Do what you want." He said in his normal 'I don't care 'cause I'm cool that way' tone.
"I don't have extra clothes."
I smiled and began to look through my bag throwing my stuff everywhere.
"Mamimi! What the hell are you-" I couldn't hear Ta-kun anymore after that because his voice was muffled by something. I turned around to see a red-shirt over his head.
"Sorry, Ta-kun-"
"Mamimi, don't call me that. I'm not my brother you -"
"I know." I went back to digging for what I was looking for. Then I found it!
"Here you go!" I held out a pair of purple shorts and a matching tang top. I threw it at Nina and she held it in her hands. At first she looked at it then at me.
"It's for you to wear, Nina!" I laughed. I walked around Ta-kun's room and picked up the clothes I threw around. I took the red t-shirt on Ta-kun's head and the black shorts on the corner of the bed and put it over my shoulders.
"Ta-kun, where's the bathroom?" Ta-kun looks at me and gives me an annoyed look.
"It's down stairs. It's the only room with an open door." I nodded and skipped my way down stairs.
Ta-kun seems distracted. I bet he's wondering about the past and now. Should I tell him the truth? I think I should... it's the right thing! But... Not yet.
"Mamimi, what's so funny down there?!" I cover my mouth and looked up the stairs to see Ta-kun's head. I didn't know I was laughing that loud... In fact I didn't know I was laughing at all.
"Nothing, Ta-kun!" I yelled back as I made my way to the bathroom.
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I looked at the ceiling in my blue pajamas. Mamimi was humming some weird song to her self as she dried her hair with a red towel. How did all that stuff she took out fit in that small tiny bag? How did it even look tiny still? And why do girls take forever in the shower!? When Mamimi went in, it was 7:00. When she came out it was 8:30. When Ninamori went in, it was 8:40 and now 9:50 and she still isn't out. I scratched my head hard.
"What are you thinking about Ta-kun?" Mamimi asked through her towel. I glanced her way for a second then back at the ceiling.
"Nothing."
"It has to be something Ta-kun. You're scratching you head... really hard!"
"And?"
"When you scratch your head really hard, your thinking really hard and can't find the answer." Mamimi laughed.
I looked at her, annoyed. I forgot she knows me. I mean, she spent so much time with my brother... and with me. That brings back to the old days... the very old days. When it was just me, my brother and Mamimi. We would spend forever together and she would even spend the nigh here with my Bro, secretly without my dad knowing. I think I'm smiling again with these old memories.
I remembered how Dad got mad at us when we broke window in the bakery. My brother was teaching Mamimi how to hit the ball when BAM! I took the blame for her though, don't know why, but I did.
Something caught Mamimi's eyes as she walked over to it. It was a small red baseball bat. She picked it up and began to swing it. I laughed. More memories. Mamimi looked at me and blinked.
"Am I doing something wrong?"
"Yeah, your holding the bat backwards... like always." Mamimi looked at me and smiled.
"Only because you and Tasuku never thought me how to hold it right."
"Well, because after you broke the window-"
"I remember that! But it wasn't my fault. You and Tasuku said to hit it as hard as I can!" I looked at Mamimi shocked. She was actually being normal and she said my brother's name! When Mamimi noticed what I noticed, she frowned and looked away. She swung the bat harder and it flew out of her hands.
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I saw the bat and stepped out of the room.
"Sorry, Nina!" Mamimi screamed as she picked up the bat and hide it behind her.
"It's nothing, I didn't get hurt." I said. I was wearing a the pair of pajama's Mamimi lend me.
"So what are we gunna do in this li'l sleep over?"
I watched as Naota blushed when I said sleep over. Why would he blush? Then It hit me. He's a guy.
"Naota, you better not be thinking-"
"NO I'M NOT!" Naota screamed as he got up from his bed, blushing harder.
"Then why is Ta-kun blushing?" Mamimi giggled.
"I am not, and stop calling me Ta-kun!"
I looked at Mamimi and we both started laughing. It was easy to get on Naota's nerves.
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We spend the whole night acting stupid. Which is new to me, because I'm not suppose to be like that. It's 3:00 AM and I can't sleep. I stood up and walked to the window, opened it and sat on my roof. I spent two weeks doing this every night after my brother left. So many memories.
"What are you doing?" I didn't have to bother turning around because I already knew the voice. I mean, I hear that voice nagging me every single day.
"Thinking."
"About what and why so late?" I turned around.
"Why aren't you sleeping?" She looked at me and blinked.
"Because you woke me up."
"That's the stupidest excuse I've ever heard." Ninamori looked at me then let out, I think, a pissed off sigh.
"What are you thinking about, Naota?"
"Stuff." She looked at me again and took off her glasses.
"We've been friends for how long?"
"Never." I grinned.
"NAOTA!" She yelled pulling my ear. I laughed.
"Since grade school."
"Good. That's a long time you know. I think I deserve to know what's up." Damn, she was right.
"I'm thinking about how everything is coming back. Just when I finally get over the past, that past comes back." Damn, I wasn't suppose to say that.
"That's life though and I don't think you'll ever get over the past."
It was silent for a couple of minutes, but those minutes seemed like hours. It felt weird. I wanted to say something to break the silence but I couldn't think of anything. If it was just me and my roof, it would have been fine. But Ninamori had to join in. I stood up and began to crawl back in my room.
"What's the real story about you and Mamimi? You guys seem pretty close."
This question again? It's starting to get annoying.
"She's my brother's girlfriend, and I guess my friend also." Ninamori shook her head.
"I know that part already. I saw you two earlier, right before Mamimi was playing with your bat. you were looking at her with a big smile."
"So? What's your point. I'm just happy to see her." Ninamori grunted and pulled her hair. What's up with her?
"When you were talking about her before, you felt bad! You knew you did something wrong, but won't admit it!" This time I didn't even bother looking at her. I just looked at the sky. It was black, but clouds were beginning to show as well as a red outline over the mountains Damn, it's almost morning.
"I do feel bad. I was the only person Mamimi had after my brother left. I tell her I love her, but she knew the truth. She knew I loved Haruko. I couldn't admit it then because Mamimi was the first girl who liked me. I even yelled at her about it. When that giant hand thing got bigger, she was screaming my brothers name. It was because she knew he's the only one that could ever really love her. It's tough on her because she cared for me but I couldn't care for her. She knew that the only reason why I thought I loved her was because she was a bit like Haruko. I only found that out a year after she left. In a way, I care about her. But only as a friends. "
Ninamori blinked.
"You are so confusing you know." I looked at her and smiled.
"I blame it on Mamimi." I watched her smile, then lean on the window frame.
"Who do you love?"
"I guess Haruko."
"We always love the people that hurt us."
"Why do you say that?"
"Mamimi loves Tasuku after he left her all alone. You love Haruko-"
"after she uses me."
"Haruko wants Atomsk, and she thought you were him-"
"I was him."
"No, you were still Naota. His spirit thing, I guess, just became one with your body."
"Atomsk is looking for a body. Is that why your all coming back?" Me and Ninamori bother turned around quickly. Did Mamimi hear everything?!
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I let out a breath of air. Mamimi was sleep talking. She was on he floor curled up in her sleeping bag.
"Is that why I'm here?" She whispered. Me and Naota crawled over to her to hear better.
Mamimi giggled and flipped to her back.
"Because of Atomsk!" She laughed again.
"Haruko... this is scary. Why can't I tell -" suddenly Mamimi opened her Eyes and screamed.
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Ta-kun and Nina were an inch away from my face!
"What you two trying to do!" I asked them. I frowned and covered my face with my sleeping bag.
"You were talking in your sleep and we wanted to know if you were crazy." Nina laughed. I came out of my sleeping bag and stuck my tongue out.
I frowned and held my nose.
"Nina and Ta-kun's breath is stinky. Mamimi will brush her teeth now." I paused as I got to the door. "YOU SHOULD TOO!!"
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You now what's weird? For the longest time I've known Mamimi and for all those nights she slept over, I've never once heard her talk in her sleep. I don't know what's up with the whole flash back stuff... but I know something's up. I miss these memories, yet I hate them. My memories seem so bitter because it brings out the truth. My brother left me and Haruko left me. But even though I hate the memories of them, I still want to remember.
I feel stupid thinking this, but I think she's coming back. Haruko said she would come back for me when I'm older. I'm older now, right? Even though she used me and made my life more bitter, I still think I love her. I could be happy when I'm around her. I don't have to be the mature guy anymore. I can be free. So I guess... in away. I just like bitter things.
Authors notes: If you guys don't get it still... from my weird un-human writing. I'll tell you on the next chapter. I'm sooo sorry this is a week late. I just started school and everything.