Disclaimer : I do not own Weiss. If I did, I wouldn't make them like they
are in Gluhen but I don't own them.
Summary : A triangle love between Ken, Ran, and Aya-chan. Who will Ken be
with?
A/N : Thank's to all the reviewers for Summer Vacation. I hope you'll enjoy
this story too. Anyway this is a PWP, so no killing involved.
(*****) the change of POV
Special
By Misaki Sakura
Chapter 1 : Introduction
He runs across the school field, tugging his soccer ball under his arm. I can see him from the window of the Kendo club very clearly. And somehow I find it interesting just to look at him like this. I do this every day and I can't stop. I don't know why. Maybe this is some kind of addiction. Yes, I'm addicted to Hidaka Ken, my own sister's soccer coach.
We moved from Hokkaido two years ago, leaving our parents there to live in Tokyo. Aya, my sister, goes to this school, Koua Gakuen(1), as a second grade student while I work here as a coach for the Kendo club. It's not like I'm the master in Kendo but I like this sport. Well, that's if you call that a sport. I don't care anyway.
Then one day, suddenly my sister decided to join the soccer club as a manager. I felt it's weird because she never liked soccer before and she never watched one bloody game, not to mention that she didn't know the rules. Then why did she want to join the club? Even as a manager it's still strange. But she succeeded in assuring me that she is now attracted to soccer. Well, I didn't believe her the least but it's Aya we're talking about and she is my weakness. I can't resist her.
I personally came to meet the coach a week after that. That's after I talked with Aya about it. She didn't like the idea about me meeting him like that. She said that I treated her like a small kid. But I can't help it. I'm responsible for her safety and I love my sister very much. I'm an overprotective brother, she always says.
Anyway, I managed to find him in the park 'cause Aya said that if I wanted to meet him, I couldn't meet him at school. If anyone saw it, she would be teased all through her years in there. I tried to do what she wanted. You know, I can never resist Aya. So, as I said before, I met him at the park. He volunteers to coach a group of the neighbourhood kids every week there.
He smiled to me even though I thought he didn't know me. He's younger than I thought. Nineteen years old and he has to work for living. He used to play for Tokyo team but has stopped playing since his best friend betrayed him by saying that he's a drug user. I don't know the details but I believe he didn't do it. I just don't know why. So he's out of the team. I think they sorta dump him after they thought he's useless. But soccer is his life and he can't leave it so he coaches anywhere he can.
That's what he said when we first met. I didn't say anything but I heard every single thing he said, even when he thought that I didn't listen to him at all. He didn't seem discouraged. However, that's the first and the last time I ever talked to him. We work in the same place but we rarely see each other. That's probably because of our coaching time is at the same time or he doesn't want to see me.
Somehow, I miss him. I miss seeing his smile, hearing his laugh, seeing him. Suddenly I realize that I love him. I fell in love to him on the first sight. The bright sunshine against the icy breeze. How contrast. That's why I decide to forget about it, about my feelings towards him. But then I find that I only want him more and more. Longing for him every day, just to see him. So I wait for Aya every day. They say that I'm a caring brother but actually I do it mainly because I want to see Ken longer.
But he's not for me to have. He's Aya's now. At least that's what I think when I see his eyes when he looks at Aya. Full of care and concern and ... love. I know because that's how I see him. My heart aches. The person to whom I fall in love to is in love with my own sister. And I think that she likes him too or else why would she join the team from the beginning? I can't make Aya sad. That's why I have to feel this agony, this sadness ... alone.
*****
I feel that someone is watching me. As I turn around, I can't catch a glimpse of red and purple. Red and purple. That's achingly familiar to me. But I can't remember where I've seen them. I continue running towards my team on the field.
"Ken-kun, you're late!" they chorus.
"Aaa. Gomen, minna. I, uh, kinda overslept. But I'll make it up to you guys later. Now let's practice for the next week's game." I clap my hands in apology.
"No, Honda. You have to watch the ball closely or else you can't catch it."
"Fujisaki, this is not a rugby game. Don't tackle him."
"Suzuki, you play good today. Keep it up."
After a long practice (two and a half hour to be exact), I find my team is completely exhausted. I know that they want to win the game next week but I don't want them to force their selves. That's why I always make them stop at this point even though they're mad at me to stop them.
"Okay, minna-san. I'll treat you ramen for today."
Aya gives Suzuki his towel and approaches me. "You did good today, Ken-kun."
"Uh ... I ..." Damn it! Why do I have to lose my voice in front of Aya? She is a cute girl and I like her, a lot. She is still waiting for my answer so I try to form words. Luckily this mouth can cooperate with me.
"Th ... thank you, Aya-chan."
She nods at me and smiles. This blue haired girl is really nice. His hair is tied in a loose ponytail. That even makes her cuter. I find myself blush again.
"You ... you did well too, Aya-chan. Is manager's work too hard for you?"
"Iie. I'm fine. I enjoy this so much, Ken-kun!"
"Aya ..." a deep voice is heard. Aya's brother's voice, Ran. He is in his black shirt and jeans. I wonder why he likes to wear black. It looks like he's mourning, right? I want to ask him but I'm not that close to him. I never, well, actually talk to him. Every time I meet him, either I greet him first or he doesn't seem to acknowledge my presence.
That time at the park? That was barely called a conversation. It's more like I was talking alone with a wall. Maybe that's much better. He didn't respond me at all. Actually, I don't think he heard me from the beginning. He only came to speak to me about Aya joining the club. Just that. I have never seen a person like this before. So cold. I can shiver near him due to the coldness.
"Chotto matte, ne, nii-chan." Then she runs to the bench near the tree to take her bag. I sigh. Now she leaves me alone with this popsicle.
"Good evening, Fujimiya-san."
"Good evening, Hidaka-san."
Silence. Gah! I don't know what to say and I bet he doesn't want me to say anything the least. He is worse than I imagined. Wonder how Aya copes with this icicle when she is ... like sunshine? Aya is a warm sunlight in the spring while Ran ... he is an ice statue in the winter. They have so many differences.
Okay, I can't stand it anymore. Being near him is useless. I tell him that I need to pack my things before I leave him standing there to run towards Aya. She gives me the report for today's practice. I ponder over it a bit and then put it inside my back next to hers.
"Thank's, oh, and don't forget to check the time for next week's game."
"Gotcha. Sorry, I have to go. I can't join you for the treat. Good bye, Ken-kun!" she smiles at me and runs to her brother. He nods at me before he takes Aya to his Porche. I let out another sigh.
"Ne, coach, are you done yet?"
"Yes, Fujisaki. Let's go."
*****
"Ken-kun is nice."
Aya stares at me, something glints in her eyes. I nod in agreement before I return my attention back to the road. She mutters something and continues.
"He is diligent too."
I nod again. She eyes me incredulously. "What are you getting at, Aya?" I finally say.
"Nii-chan, you like him."
I almost hit the car in front of me, hearing her saying that. I slam on the brakes and look at her completely. "Aya, what do you mean?"
"I mean you like Ken-kun. No, love him to be exact."
"That's not ..."
"True? Aw, come on, nii-chan. You can fool anyone but you can't fool me. I notice how much you want him. Admit it, nii-chan."
"I have nothing to say."
"Yeah, of course. Cause you love him."
"Aya, I'm not in love with him. And that's that."
"Hmm. Do you want me to tell you that you're a cheap liar?"
"Aya!"
"Nii-chan, I heard you say that you loved him."
"When?!" my tone sounds a bit frustrated right now.
"Last Christmas, when you chug down those bottles of Eggnog."
"I was drunk. That didn't mean anything. And you're the one who made me drunk."
"Yeah, I know. I intentionally did that." When I give her a sharp look, she grins, "And I don't think I need to mention the 'things' you said you wanna do to him." She giggles.
"Aya! I am not in love with Ken!!" I don't realize I use his given name. I hope Aya lets this slips but not.
"Now you call him Ken. That's so sweet."
"Aya, stop it!"
She shakes her head at my stubbornness. "When will you ever learn, nii-chan, that hiding your emotion is useless? You'll only ..."
"I'm content with it. Now, please stop it, Aya."
"Okay." She folds her hands and locks her lips, pouts to say the least. That's much better. Without her curious question, even though I can't say that questions, my head is already preoccupied by Ken.
*****
I throw my bag onto the floor and start taking off my shoes. Damn, they were so ... I think they were taking advantage from me cause I haven't seen Honda ate that much. And do you believe that Fujisaki can eat three bowls of ramen, the giant ones?! I've used all my salary for this month. What will I have to eat?!
The red button on my answering machine is beeping. Well, that's odd. No one ever calls me when I'm coaching cause the ones that have higher possibility to call me are the school keepers or teachers or ... the head master.
I push the button and am about to strip my clothes off when I recognize the voice. It's a short one but ...
"Ken, I'm coming back. Pick me up."
******* TBC *******
A/N : There. How's it? Is it good? Or bad? Or worse? Please tell me what you think. Oh, and please forgive me cause Ran will be completely OOC in this story. Gomen.
(*****) the change of POV
Special
By Misaki Sakura
Chapter 1 : Introduction
He runs across the school field, tugging his soccer ball under his arm. I can see him from the window of the Kendo club very clearly. And somehow I find it interesting just to look at him like this. I do this every day and I can't stop. I don't know why. Maybe this is some kind of addiction. Yes, I'm addicted to Hidaka Ken, my own sister's soccer coach.
We moved from Hokkaido two years ago, leaving our parents there to live in Tokyo. Aya, my sister, goes to this school, Koua Gakuen(1), as a second grade student while I work here as a coach for the Kendo club. It's not like I'm the master in Kendo but I like this sport. Well, that's if you call that a sport. I don't care anyway.
Then one day, suddenly my sister decided to join the soccer club as a manager. I felt it's weird because she never liked soccer before and she never watched one bloody game, not to mention that she didn't know the rules. Then why did she want to join the club? Even as a manager it's still strange. But she succeeded in assuring me that she is now attracted to soccer. Well, I didn't believe her the least but it's Aya we're talking about and she is my weakness. I can't resist her.
I personally came to meet the coach a week after that. That's after I talked with Aya about it. She didn't like the idea about me meeting him like that. She said that I treated her like a small kid. But I can't help it. I'm responsible for her safety and I love my sister very much. I'm an overprotective brother, she always says.
Anyway, I managed to find him in the park 'cause Aya said that if I wanted to meet him, I couldn't meet him at school. If anyone saw it, she would be teased all through her years in there. I tried to do what she wanted. You know, I can never resist Aya. So, as I said before, I met him at the park. He volunteers to coach a group of the neighbourhood kids every week there.
He smiled to me even though I thought he didn't know me. He's younger than I thought. Nineteen years old and he has to work for living. He used to play for Tokyo team but has stopped playing since his best friend betrayed him by saying that he's a drug user. I don't know the details but I believe he didn't do it. I just don't know why. So he's out of the team. I think they sorta dump him after they thought he's useless. But soccer is his life and he can't leave it so he coaches anywhere he can.
That's what he said when we first met. I didn't say anything but I heard every single thing he said, even when he thought that I didn't listen to him at all. He didn't seem discouraged. However, that's the first and the last time I ever talked to him. We work in the same place but we rarely see each other. That's probably because of our coaching time is at the same time or he doesn't want to see me.
Somehow, I miss him. I miss seeing his smile, hearing his laugh, seeing him. Suddenly I realize that I love him. I fell in love to him on the first sight. The bright sunshine against the icy breeze. How contrast. That's why I decide to forget about it, about my feelings towards him. But then I find that I only want him more and more. Longing for him every day, just to see him. So I wait for Aya every day. They say that I'm a caring brother but actually I do it mainly because I want to see Ken longer.
But he's not for me to have. He's Aya's now. At least that's what I think when I see his eyes when he looks at Aya. Full of care and concern and ... love. I know because that's how I see him. My heart aches. The person to whom I fall in love to is in love with my own sister. And I think that she likes him too or else why would she join the team from the beginning? I can't make Aya sad. That's why I have to feel this agony, this sadness ... alone.
*****
I feel that someone is watching me. As I turn around, I can't catch a glimpse of red and purple. Red and purple. That's achingly familiar to me. But I can't remember where I've seen them. I continue running towards my team on the field.
"Ken-kun, you're late!" they chorus.
"Aaa. Gomen, minna. I, uh, kinda overslept. But I'll make it up to you guys later. Now let's practice for the next week's game." I clap my hands in apology.
"No, Honda. You have to watch the ball closely or else you can't catch it."
"Fujisaki, this is not a rugby game. Don't tackle him."
"Suzuki, you play good today. Keep it up."
After a long practice (two and a half hour to be exact), I find my team is completely exhausted. I know that they want to win the game next week but I don't want them to force their selves. That's why I always make them stop at this point even though they're mad at me to stop them.
"Okay, minna-san. I'll treat you ramen for today."
Aya gives Suzuki his towel and approaches me. "You did good today, Ken-kun."
"Uh ... I ..." Damn it! Why do I have to lose my voice in front of Aya? She is a cute girl and I like her, a lot. She is still waiting for my answer so I try to form words. Luckily this mouth can cooperate with me.
"Th ... thank you, Aya-chan."
She nods at me and smiles. This blue haired girl is really nice. His hair is tied in a loose ponytail. That even makes her cuter. I find myself blush again.
"You ... you did well too, Aya-chan. Is manager's work too hard for you?"
"Iie. I'm fine. I enjoy this so much, Ken-kun!"
"Aya ..." a deep voice is heard. Aya's brother's voice, Ran. He is in his black shirt and jeans. I wonder why he likes to wear black. It looks like he's mourning, right? I want to ask him but I'm not that close to him. I never, well, actually talk to him. Every time I meet him, either I greet him first or he doesn't seem to acknowledge my presence.
That time at the park? That was barely called a conversation. It's more like I was talking alone with a wall. Maybe that's much better. He didn't respond me at all. Actually, I don't think he heard me from the beginning. He only came to speak to me about Aya joining the club. Just that. I have never seen a person like this before. So cold. I can shiver near him due to the coldness.
"Chotto matte, ne, nii-chan." Then she runs to the bench near the tree to take her bag. I sigh. Now she leaves me alone with this popsicle.
"Good evening, Fujimiya-san."
"Good evening, Hidaka-san."
Silence. Gah! I don't know what to say and I bet he doesn't want me to say anything the least. He is worse than I imagined. Wonder how Aya copes with this icicle when she is ... like sunshine? Aya is a warm sunlight in the spring while Ran ... he is an ice statue in the winter. They have so many differences.
Okay, I can't stand it anymore. Being near him is useless. I tell him that I need to pack my things before I leave him standing there to run towards Aya. She gives me the report for today's practice. I ponder over it a bit and then put it inside my back next to hers.
"Thank's, oh, and don't forget to check the time for next week's game."
"Gotcha. Sorry, I have to go. I can't join you for the treat. Good bye, Ken-kun!" she smiles at me and runs to her brother. He nods at me before he takes Aya to his Porche. I let out another sigh.
"Ne, coach, are you done yet?"
"Yes, Fujisaki. Let's go."
*****
"Ken-kun is nice."
Aya stares at me, something glints in her eyes. I nod in agreement before I return my attention back to the road. She mutters something and continues.
"He is diligent too."
I nod again. She eyes me incredulously. "What are you getting at, Aya?" I finally say.
"Nii-chan, you like him."
I almost hit the car in front of me, hearing her saying that. I slam on the brakes and look at her completely. "Aya, what do you mean?"
"I mean you like Ken-kun. No, love him to be exact."
"That's not ..."
"True? Aw, come on, nii-chan. You can fool anyone but you can't fool me. I notice how much you want him. Admit it, nii-chan."
"I have nothing to say."
"Yeah, of course. Cause you love him."
"Aya, I'm not in love with him. And that's that."
"Hmm. Do you want me to tell you that you're a cheap liar?"
"Aya!"
"Nii-chan, I heard you say that you loved him."
"When?!" my tone sounds a bit frustrated right now.
"Last Christmas, when you chug down those bottles of Eggnog."
"I was drunk. That didn't mean anything. And you're the one who made me drunk."
"Yeah, I know. I intentionally did that." When I give her a sharp look, she grins, "And I don't think I need to mention the 'things' you said you wanna do to him." She giggles.
"Aya! I am not in love with Ken!!" I don't realize I use his given name. I hope Aya lets this slips but not.
"Now you call him Ken. That's so sweet."
"Aya, stop it!"
She shakes her head at my stubbornness. "When will you ever learn, nii-chan, that hiding your emotion is useless? You'll only ..."
"I'm content with it. Now, please stop it, Aya."
"Okay." She folds her hands and locks her lips, pouts to say the least. That's much better. Without her curious question, even though I can't say that questions, my head is already preoccupied by Ken.
*****
I throw my bag onto the floor and start taking off my shoes. Damn, they were so ... I think they were taking advantage from me cause I haven't seen Honda ate that much. And do you believe that Fujisaki can eat three bowls of ramen, the giant ones?! I've used all my salary for this month. What will I have to eat?!
The red button on my answering machine is beeping. Well, that's odd. No one ever calls me when I'm coaching cause the ones that have higher possibility to call me are the school keepers or teachers or ... the head master.
I push the button and am about to strip my clothes off when I recognize the voice. It's a short one but ...
"Ken, I'm coming back. Pick me up."
******* TBC *******
A/N : There. How's it? Is it good? Or bad? Or worse? Please tell me what you think. Oh, and please forgive me cause Ran will be completely OOC in this story. Gomen.