Key:
(Flashbacks)
("Speaking Flashbacks")
-Song/Poem-
-"Being Sung/Read"-
"Talking/Speaking"
'Thoughts/Thinking'
Hai- Yes
Iie- No
Kami- God
Takusan- A-lot
Sukoshi- A little
Doko- Where?
(Domo) Arigato- Thank you (very much)
Sumimasen- Excuse me/Sorry for quick mess up
Moshi moshi- Hello on phone
Konnichiwa- Hello (until the afternoon)
Ja'ne/ Ja ne- Extremely casual goodbye. Not used when talking to elders
Sayoonara- Formal Goodbye
Gomen nasai- Sorry, for big mess up
Aishite-iru- I love you
Wakarimasen- I don't know
Ju-ni- 12
Ju-san- 13
Nani ka- What?
Ni- 2
San- 3
Dema ru/ Damare/ Yaka mashi/ Urasai- Shut up
Kawaii- Cute/Adorable
Okashi- Funny/Hilarious
Input of: Night Alone
"Oh, my god! Are you okay? Is anything broken? Gomen nasai!!" Blah... Blah... BLAH! I stand up and tell them I'm fine, nothing's broken, and no need for an apology.
"Are you sure?" Ami says checking on me and straightening my shirt and brushing dirt off me.
"I'm... Fine..." I say trying hard not to stiffen at her touch.
"Just making sure. You never know." Mina' says. I smile.
"Thanks for your concern. Now, let's go upstairs. I'll make you a big breakfast." I keep smiling.
"YAY!" They squeal. I cover my ears 'cause it hurts. Hahaha.
"Don't tell the guys, they'll get jealous of me cooking for you instead of them cooking for you... Like they can cook anyway. Don't tell them I said that either." I chuckle.
"We promise." They all say in unison.
"Okay. Atten-tion!" I say. They line up in formation. "About. Face!" They do so, giggling. "March!" They keep giggling and head upstairs while I'm right behind them, turning the off the lights and shutting the door.
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Night Alone: C.4- Take My Hand
(-Makoto's Point of View-)
Okay, here I am, sitting. Waiting for Michiru's, Minako's, and Ami's breakfast. While all the food is settling, I'm writing a song. 'Or, is it a poem?' Well, I don't know, but all I know is that it rhymes and I'm writing it. Heh.
-I'm losing it all so fast;
Because, of my damned, twisted, fucked up past.
Is it alright for me to carry on? Is worth living for?
'Cause all this sickening pain is making me so cold and sore.
But, I can't seem to throw it all away;
Because, there is something's I just have to say.-
'What next?' I examine my pen due to something us writers like to call: Writers' Block. BIC Velocity Gel 0.7mm... 'Oh, I didn't know my pen was made in Korea. I thought it was made here. Tokyo. Guess not.'
I set my pen down and get up to rush over to the kitchen. I turn the stove off carefully so I don't burn my skin. 'As if I need anymore burn marks and all.' I sigh and set all the food on the plates and put the pots in the sink. 'I'll take care of the dishes later. Or is it Rei's turn? Haruka's? I don't know.'
I pick the plates up and go to the dining room.
"Oh, goodie. It's done." Minako says cheerfully.
"Heh, yeah." I smirk as I set the plates down in front of them. Afterward, I sit back down and go back to writing.
-Hai, I know it's been kyu months since a strong, trustworthy relationship.
And, I don't know how you did it, but you put up with all my shimatta.
Please don't cry, because aishite-iru. Yeah, every word is true;
You're, sometimes, the reason why I so rarely 'blue.'
It started off sad, but now it's just about you,
And, Kami, please. I'm begging you to say: I also love you, too-
'Ehh..." I shut my notebook and listen to Minako talk to Michiru. Ami's eating and, at the mean time, finishing off something she's writing.
"...And, like, Rei... She's always jealous when I flirt. But, I'm just doing it for fun. I can't believe she actually thinks I'm gonna run off on her with some person. Kami, I would never do that to her. Sometimes I wish she would just chill and calm down. I wouldn't ever do that to her." And, ugh, she says all this with her mouth full with food. It grosses me out so much, I can't help but say something.
"Stop talking, Minako..." I say with a cocky grin on my face.
"Nani ka?" Michiru and Minako look at me as if I have lost my mind. Ami, well, same look, but I bet she's totally surprised I said that. Especially to Minako.
I sigh. "I meant was; either stop talking so you can chew and swallow, don't talk at all when you're eating, or... I will take your food away and I will eat it myself, since I didn't make enough for myself also." I explain. She closes her mouth without a word ('Thank the Gods!'), chews and swallows.
"Hehehe... Gomen nasai." She sweatdrops.
"Oh, iie. It's okay. Just... Don't do it again."
"Hai. I won't."
"Good."
"So, anyway, after we're done eating. What do you want to do?" Ami says then takes a fork full of eggs and bacons in her mouth. 'Cute...'
"I don't know, you guys wanna go to the beach?" Michiru suggests after wiping her mouth.
"Yeah. Why not? Haven't been there in two weeks due to all this work." I said. 'What work was it again?' I shrug then catch myself looking at Ami, but can't seem to look away. She's got her notebooks away. She catches me looking at her. 'Oh, shimatta!' She blushes lightly, then 3 more shades darker. I just have this smirk then a grin and after a cocky smile on my face. I feel like a hentai baka now.
-2 or 10 minutes later-
"Ugh... I'm full." She extends the 'full.'
"Hai, me ni." Minako groans. I chuckle.
"Me san." I laugh.
"You guys are wussies."
"Oh, Dema ru!"
"Okay, okay, okay!" I throw my hands up and start to help pick up.
"Anyway, good cooking. Er, great. Stupendous! As always. The best chef-fay in Tokyo." Ami compliments. I try hard not to blush.
"D-Domo a-a-arigato." I finally stutter out. 'I need to stop acting like this around her. She's my best friend for Kami's sake!' She grin a trying really, really, REALLY(!) hard not to blush.
Finally, afterward, we head upstairs to change and get ready. 'I can breathe! I felt so constricted in there.'
When I was about to grab my shirt, I catch a glimpse something white. To the right, on my bed. 'What's this?' I walk over to my bed and pick it up.
::To Makoto::
"Hmm... No ::From::? Strange." I shrug and open it. I begin to read.
-"Take my hand and come with me;
Let me show you how love should be"-
-"I'll give you the support you need so much;
I'll let you experience that sweet-tender-loving touch."-
-"Take my hand and I'll show you the way;
Let me guide you through thoughs rough wild storms day after day."-
-"I'll give you the love you have never had;
I'll protect you from harm, I'll be your faithful comrade."-
-"Take my hand and I swear I'll never let you go;
Please let me show you all my passionate feelings that just seem to overflow."-
-"I'll be your shoulder to cry on;
I'll be your strength when life seems to do you so much wrong."-
-"So, take my hand with trust and compassion and trust in me;
I swear, I will show you how your and I's Love should be."-
I finish reading and I'm notice that I'm crying. But, not in pain or anger or sadness this time. In joy.
"I will and shall always keep this forever. It's really caring. I really wish I knew who wrote it though." I take my wallet out and put it in there and put it back in my back pocket.
I wipe my eyes and face and then grab my black and blood red Billabong shirt then head on downstairs.
I spot the 'guys' and walk over to them.
"Heeey! 'Koto-chan, what's up my friend?" Haruka cocks her chin at me and has this cocky grin on her face. 'Looks like someone got something.'
"Eh... Nothing much, 'Ruks..." I shrug and stand next to her.
"That's boring..." Rei says.
"Yaka mashi, Rei-san." I glare at her. Death Glare.
"You wanna make me, Chibi-Kino?"
"Hey, hey, hey! I'm taller then your sorry oshiri."
"Bring it, punk!"
"You asked for it." We start to go at each other, just as a joke. But, Haruka thinks we're serious and holds both of us back.
"Settle down you ni."
We stop playing around and laugh until we see the girls come downstairs. 'Wow...' I mentally drool
Ami is wearing a baby blue XXS tee shirt that shows her pierced naval. Sapphire jewel. Short, and good Kami(!), I mean short jean shorts that are navy blue. A light purple-blue-ish color sunglasses a-top her short, short blue hair. 'Kawaii...' I grin like a fool. I daze off...
-7 Minutes Later-
"Makoto..." I hear someone say. "Makoto... MAKOTO!" I snap back to the Real World.
"Huh? Oh... Gomen nasai, Ami-chan." I bow embarrassingly. Blushing 5 shades of red. "Hai? What I miss?"
"Uhh... Like, us waiting for you to come out of your daze, you hentai." Haruka and Rei mouth the last two words at me. I give them a Death Glare. Ami notices this and turns to Rei and Haruka.
"Stop teasing 'Ko-chan, guys. And, Haruka, you should know better. You're older than her. And, Rei... Don't they teach you anything at that Mugen Academy?" Michiru lightly pushes Haruka, smirking, while Rei is fuming with anger. And, Minako trying really hard to calm her down.
"Oh, iie. It's okay Ames. I'll make sure they don't do it again." I crack my knuckles. I start at both of them. Ami puts her hand on my stomach and arm to stop me. I stiffen. 'Oh, Kami. I hope she doesn't notice.'
"Leave them be, 'Koto-chan. It's only 2 P.M. and you're already stirring up trouble. Within the family. Oh, and Hotaru, Chibi-Usa, Usagi and Setsuna will be meeting us there. At the usual spot... Unfortunately." She mumbles the last part at me. I smirk.
"Hey, we gonna go or what?" Michiru asks.
"Oh, yeah." We grab the stuff and head straight out of the door.
After we pack everything away, we head for the T.K Shore Beach. Listening to some music on the way and listening to Minako and Ami jabber away about something about school in 3 weeks. 'Weird... But, way kawaii and okashi.' I think as I drive behind Haruka.
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To be Continued... C.5: T.K. Shore Beach... Fun Stuff