By Misty Raia
mE: Colours Everywhere-Christian Bautista, got it?
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Then, a few minutes passed by. When she looked at her watch again, it's 3:00 PM. 3:00… he should be coming any minute now… She dusted her sandals and began waiting. Then, the most awkward thing happened…
- thoughts
– conversation…
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When Sakura tuned her head to meet him, there, she saw, the guy with a mysterious back. You know, the one she bumped into yesterday when she was about to start her almost-perfect day only to be devastated by that very annoying guy.
"Why in the hell are you here?" Sakura asked in outmost anger. Why on earth is that guy, who ruined her morning yesterday here, at the same place she was, waiting? He's done a lot of… distractions, what does he want now?
But instead of giving her a reply, he just leaned silently by the cherry tree, totally ignoring her. And now, he was at ease wearing a red shirt that matches his watch. He made himself unnoticed by not entirely talking to Sakura. And this is so weird and awkward to her, but…
That would be much better, instead of putting up a fight with him. What would Sasuke say when he sees me blabbing to this… kind of guy? The thought sends shivers through Sakura's fingertips. That's it! She was here for Sasuke, with the meet-up thing. So, it won't be long until she leaves this guy alone. After all, she didn't come here for him; she came all the way here for Sasuke. And that guy has nothing to do to him, definitely.
"Excuse me." She heard him said this, but apparently, ignored him. Yeah, that's right. If a guy ignores you, ignore him in return. That won't help, but that won't hurt either. Sakura flipped her hair and waited patiently.
"Can I ask what time is it?" he asked. Sakura felt her face turn red in anger, but as a writer and as a woman, you must not show this kind of proceed in the public.
"What do you think of me? A walking grandfather's clock?" Sakura almost said that in almost as-a-matter-of-factly tone. But she stopped herself from doing that and sat reliably by the bench. Why is Sasuke taking soo long? "Don't you have a watch? Or you just want to start a conversation?" She hates it when someone seems to act so dumbly just to get her attention especially if it's a guy.
The guy just sighed before he answered. "Obviously. I just want to know if it matches yours."
Sakura turned to look at him. "Are you a stalker?" She narrowed her eyes and scanned the whole prospect of the guy. He doesn't seem to be one but his mere actions scare me!
From the looks of it, the guy was a bit impatient, thus, Sakura made him more irritated. Oh, yeah, it sucks asking what time is it when you already have a watch! Guys are really really damn weird! She concluded that statement with an exclamation point while nodding her head.
Except Sasuke of course… She eyed the shirt of the guy before she stiffened her head. "It's 3:04. Got it? So would you stop popping out of nowhere? And leave me alone!" Sakura turned her back and raised her hands by her chest. "I have a date, so… Just leave!"
"It looks like you're not only the one who have one. And from my point of view, you were the one who constantly poke your head wherever I am," he said mockingly.
"Haha… very funny…"
So what's taking Sasuke too long? Sakura can't stay with this non-sense guy forever. Instead of occasionally gazing at the guy, she started to think of Sasuke.
'I know what I'm going to tell him!' she thought. 'And maybe this time I would be able to tell him what I really feels about him…' Sakura was shocked on what she just imagined. 'Wa-wait! I mean…' she rubbed her head vigorously before heaving a sigh. Her cheeks went anemic red as she rubbed those thoughts off her head. One daydreaming a day is enough, especially for writers like her or she'll totally lose her grip from reality.
But she can't deny the fact that she had been attracted to him. And that would be since they were in pre-school, when she was still with her teddy. They spent good times together but it hurts when Sakura accepts the truth that the only reason Sasuke joins her company is that he believes she's the only girl in their school that wasn't deceived by his looks. It was in grade three that Sasuke told him that. If only he knew I have a crush on him, I bet he'll walk away from me. And he'll think I betrayed his trust and that I have taken advantage of everything.
Sasuke is not a sensitive guy when it comes to girls or feelings and other stuffs. Even if there were hundreds vying for his attention, he doesn't care much. He never liked any girl in school. Even their president who turned out to be the president of his fans club can't to anything to divert his attention. Sakura laughed at this thought. He had been serious, but she likes it when he smiles… and that would be once a month! But that's better than never.
Sakura then remembered that from the locker area to the parking lot, there were always girls chasing after him. And he has to sneak silently for him to be able to go home. One time, when they were in grade four, almost all of the girls in their class were attracted to him. Every day was an agony for him, even though he was pampered to death. The girls did not allowed him to sweep, to mop or to even erase the board. For them, it's heaven, but for Sasuke, it's far worst that death!
But Sakura really liked him when it's their PE class. He was their all-time best runner and MVP. All of the girls' fantasies and dreams were all centered to him, including hers. But she must hide all these feelings to protect their friendship. That would be good fro both of them. Even if Sakura has to covey her feelings every time they talk.
It's really a shame letting someone go without them even knowing how you feel. With that, Sakura learned her lessons. Never let a loved one slip away from you.
Since Sasuke's departure, all she did was to regret the days they spent together. She should've told him. She should've told him that even though he gets mad or push her away or even think that she betrayed him. That would be much better. At least he knew what she feels. But it turned out to be the opposite. Everyday, she sits on the swing where they used to play and reminisce times until her tears slip down.
Again, Sakura was drowned in her imagination without her consent. Heck! It's already 4:10! Where did Sasuke go? She tried to calm herself as the thoughts sank deeply her mind. When she was able to sue them away, she began to worry about him. "Maybe it's traffic," she whispered. And that would make a one-hour-and-ten- minutes-of waiting for him…
She didn't want to go home. She'll wait until seven o'clock if she needs to. She'd been waiting for this opportunity almost everyday. She won't let him slip for the second time, not now, not forever. Maybe the traffic jam was really awful, but she'll forgive Sasuke for that. It's not his fault…
Sakura calmed herself. She closed her eyes and started to think positively. Sasuke won't let this kind of opportunity too so he'll come.
"Wanna drink?"
Sakura moved her head and saw the guy, yeah, that guy. He was still there. But now, he's brought two cans of apple juice with him. "I bet he won't come," he grinned before tossing a can towards her. Sakura joined her hands in time to catch it. She stared at the can for sometime before she survived the gastric piercing she felt on her heart.
"And I bet your girl didn't come too."
She opened her can and started to drink. It's a good thing he thought of this, Sakura deliberated. The apple juice quenched her thirst, which made her feel refreshed. She doesn't blame her Sasuke from not arriving, and she didn't know why. Something's telling her that everything would be… just fine.
Sakura just raised her shoulders and mumbled a soft thank you. She never expected him to hear about that. Imagine being stuck with the same annoying person twice a week! That would be really frustrating. But ironically speaking, she didn't even felt a bit of irritation as time passes. Having this guy as a company while waiting for Sasuke is not that bad after all, contrary to what she thought yesterday.
But it's much more happier if Sasuke was around. Or well, that's what she thought.
"Isn't this such a coincidence?" asked Sakura, trying to strike a friendly conversation, rather that keeping her mouth close while waiting. Actually, she didn't really like to ask this kind of a pathetic question to him but since he left her no choice, that's the best thing that could be done.
"What coincidence?" the guy repeated.
"You know, we just met yesterday. And both of us have a common purpose of being here. And the most obvious thing would be it turned out both of the person we're waiting didn't arrived…" Sakura just let her mouth blab these words, trying not to feel anything.
The guy just shifted his head and watched the tree as the pink petals started to fall. "I don't think so… I think the one I am waiting will arrive… sooner or later… and I'm affirmative about that!" He held for his can and started to drink. He leaned his back again and sheltered his face underneath it.
"It seems to me that you really trust that person…" Sakura beamed. Then another forced silence passed by.
Before she glanced her watch again, she felt a bit bored. It's already quarter to five! It could only mean two things: number one -- she's been waiting for Sasuke for almost two hours! Who will ever have a lame excuse for such… such? NO! Sasuke is not just an ordinary guy… maybe he stumbled upon an emergency! Sakura smiled at that thought. At least he didn't intentionally wanted not to come.
What if something bad had happened to him on his way here? Sakura felt her heartbeat on its loudest as she erased that possibility. That can't be…
Number two -- it also means that finally she was able to survive the not-so-boring company of this guy.
If it would have been anyone's idea to pair her up to this guy, even just for a while, she was hundred and twenty percent up that she won't be able to write again. But for second thought, he's not that such an annoying company. Well, he did when it was the first time. But aren't first impressions ceases out especially if fate will give it a chance?
She glanced to where the guy was leaning and apparent thoughts started to rush from her mind. And it didn't take long since she noticed that he was also glancing back at her. Suddenly, there was a muffled and dreamy silence. Sakura was not aware of what he was thinking. Her heart was just… taken simply by his presence. The falling petals dazzled before him. He was tipping to the trunk with much more confidence, innocence, and breathtakingly… breathtakingly…
Sasuke.
The name just popped out into her head without consent, but immediately snapped her out of her trance. Sakura realized that she was beet-red, and rejecting all about what she felt in that guy, she stood up and prepared to leave.
Her steps were rather full of guilt, as if something was pulling her back. "Stop acting like that, Sakura! Tell me you're not attracted or falling to that kind of guy who… who…" she just sighed when she didn't gasped for the right words to say.
Her thoughts went to spin-cycle, but she pinched herself and put on a straight face. Hey, you just had his company for just two hours. Then his face flashed through her mind…
He had surprisingly raven hair and looked unfazed by the bright pink petals that were falling. His skin was more tanned than what she usually sees at this point of time, and with some embarrassment to her, he was well built and good-looking.
Sakura stopped before she realized that the guy has been following her. He glanced to her with uncertainty and began to move closely. "You're a stalker, after all!" she pointed his chest and tried to regain her balance. "That waiting-someone gig in the park was just a plan for you to get through me!"
It took three whole seconds before his independent act collapsed. "You forgot your bag," he explained simply. Sakura felt her entire face burning like hell.
"A…a…a…a…"
"You just got up and left straight-forwardly without even checking your things. It's a good thing I was there or your bag will be forever in someone's filth hands."
That felt peculiarly familiar! Sakura organized her mounting thoughts for a sec…
"You're lucky you just bumped into a bike, but if you'll continue doing that, a truck might devastate all your 'novelist' plans."
Sakura shook her head frantically.
But why? Why do you care so much? She asked herself.
'That doesn't matter right now, you just need to get away!'
'But don't you feel that you somewhat remember him… he's something special I tell you.'
'He's just someone you don't want to get involved in!'
'You know him… he's so familiar. You know him… he's…'
But Sakura didn't give enough time for her mind to search. Her hands were trembling as she reached for her handbag. "Thanks," she whispered before walking away. She just felt the breeze of the wind. There's something… something in him… that she can't remember… there's something urging her to go back… but…
She looked up and saw that the raven-haired guy strangely confused. Sakura bowed her head resentfully and finally headed her way back home.
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Myx-Writer has signed in.
Myx-Writer: Hi
Jersey-07: Well, the meeting at the park was a failure.
Myx-Writer: Oh, I'm sorry about that
Jersey-07: It's nothing that big
Myx-Writer: I'm really really sorry!
Jersey-07: I told you to stop apologizing.
Myx-Writer: But that won't be nice
Jersey-07: You shouldn't be nice all the time. Some people will take advantage of you and if that happens, you'll find yourself lonesome by the side of the highway somewhere.
Jersey-07: I'm glad it hasn't happened to you yet
Myx-Writer: It has…
Jersey-07: WHAT?!
Myx-Writer: AH! It's only a joke! It's only a joke! :D
Myx-Writer: I can joke, you know
Jersey-07: Girls confuse me
Myx-Writer: Well, boys confuse ME
Myx-Writer: Uhm… I started this conversation for a reason.
Myx-Writer: But I eventually forgot what I'm about to say…
Jersey-07: Care to meet again?
Myx-Writer: Oh, yeah! That's it!
Jersey-07: Would you want to be at MF, Saturday night, 7:00?
Myx-Writer: Okay!
Myx-Writer: Anyway I was waiting for you till five at the park.
Jersey-07: WHAT?!
Jersey-07: I was there too
Myx-Writer: Are you playing jokes again?
Jersey-07: It was you who's playing jokes AGAIN
Myx-Writer: I'm positive I was there
Jersey-07: But I was there too… 100
Myx-Writer: But… But…
Jersey-07: Okay, let's just drop the topic
Jersey-07: I have to go and prep for a performance
Jersey-07: Thus the name
Myx-Writer: Ohhhhh!
Myx-Writer: Okay! See you at Saturday night!
Jersey-07: I would be wearing a blue shirt so you'll recognize me
Myx-Writer: And I'll be wearing a pink shirt
Myx-Writer: See yah!
Jersey-07: Wait! I'll give you something
Myx-Writer: What's that?
Jersey-07: I wrote a song
Myx-Writer: Really?! Oh my!
Jersey-07: You, you put the blue back in the sky
Jersey-07: You put the rainbow in my eyes
Jersey-07: A silver lining in my prayer
Jersey-07: And now there's colour everywhere
Jersey-07: You put the red back in the rules
Jersey-07: Just when I needed it the most
Jersey-07: You came along and now there's colour everywhere
Jersey-07 has signed off.
Myx-Writer: It was sooo beautiful…
Myx-Writer: I hope to see you soon, Sasuke…
Myx-Writer has signed off.
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It was very odd to check a mailbox at this time of the night, okay it was 9:00 PM but this is the only decent thing Sakura could do. More than two dozens of fan mails from her rabid readers filled her box. It had been a week since she hasn't checked it and their editor said it's very advisable to reply as much as possible. That is to establish a much friendly part of her to them, but it seems that it's not applicable to her.
She gathered the letters and placed them in a paper bag she carried all the way down. "Well, I do have many readers, that is," Sakura smirked enthusiastically as she made her way into her room. She stuffed the letters into her bed as she started ripping the letters off.
"Ms. Haruno Sakura, I love your books. I can't wait to see the new one… Ms. Sakura, I like the way you write. I hope to see your new novel soon…" Most of the letters contain those stuffs as she grew more excited. These are more than letters to her. These are her treasures as a writer. After half an hour, she had read all the letters except one. She blankly stared at it as she looked at the back of the envelope.
"Paris? Oh, it's from mom!" She opened it and discovered that there were pictures enclosed. Sakura widened her smile as she glanced at her Mom beside the Eiffel Tower. Her tears started rolling into her cheeks as she read the letter. It was a basic hi-hello letter, and into it were things that happened. "Paris had always been how it used to be," she read. "And it would be great to be here, especially Christmas is now near."
Sakura drew all the things her mom wrote into her imagination. It's really great how she got to see her Mom even into her own thoughts. "I am also looking forward for your arrival here. We are all excited to see you. You're still our Little Princess deep within our hearts. Love, Mom."
She can't help but to cry. Sakura was in high school when her parents got a divorce. Her father left them without a trace, and her mom was forced to migrate in Paris. She was supposed to follow her after her graduation in high school, but Sakura asked if she could ask for another chance to stay. She managed to win the bargain of a couple more years but until now, she hasn't decided whether she would go there or not.
With a doze of inspiration burning inside her, she continued the story she was writing. It would be in no time that she would be able to finish it. Sakura remembered the day when she decided to write. It was after reading the first book she ever grasped her own little hands. The Little Prince is everything she had asked for. His adventures from one planet to another explored the deepest of her thoughts. It felt perfect!
Novels of Voltaire and Paolo Coelho, then followed it… But nothing motivated her than what Sasuke had done. She doesn't want him to know about that of course… she doesn't want him to know that since childhood, she's been secretly in love with him.
They were supposed to write and essay way back but she didn't know how to start it. She was about to ask for Sasuke's help but she's too afraid to even walk towards him. That's it! She won't be able to pass her essay in time and that would mean disaster! But when everything seemed so hopeless and full of distress, Sasuke made his way to her and by the end of the day, Sakura was able to finish the first writing she had ever done, and thanks to him! And that would also be the day when she discovered that she liked to write and write and write, which made her conclude that she'll be a novelist someday.
It's as if everything just went to fast-forward after rewinding.
"But it's three days before Saturday!" Sakura complained, pushing the keyboard away from her. She stood up and prepared herself something to eat as she organized her thoughts.
She was dreamily imagining about Sasuke when a dark nameless guy popped out of nowhere. She brushed that off her mind before she largely sighed.
"I'm thinking about him because… because I was with him for nearly two hours yesterday. That would be it. Nothing more, nothing less," Sakura assured to herself those words but much to her irony, her mind seemed to reject it. How ridiculous! Did she think about her ed-in-chief? No. Did she think of the nice baker who greets her every morning? No, she didn't.
She tried to divert her attention to thoughts of how her story was going, or to the supermarket she hadn't managed to get to yesterday.
But she began to feel terrified. She was beginning to realize that after long months of self and mind control, an inevitable pressure and earthquake of her heart was pending to erupt. Was this a consequence for being with that guy? "But this was no fair! It wasn't my idea to be with him in the first place! I can't contradict if the whole universe conspires that thing to happen!"
Sakura felt the rising of the tip of her hair in her back. What was she saying? Was she finally infected to a syndrome commonly inflicted to good writers like her? Or did she just fell in love?
"Okay, drop the third one!" she yelled, shaking her head tremendously. "It must be the second one! It must be!"
Sakura got herself a drink before she had what she so-called her 'reality check'.
"Sakura-chan, just breathe. And feel the notions around you." She fell into a deep silence and concentrated to very important matters such as… such as what she'll be taking for dinner, and whether she would wear the pink shirt with ribbons or that with laces upon it for the anticipated meeting with Sasuke.
Then the guy-in-red popped out again… Red? Red. Red!
"WTF?" She nearly tossed her head to a nearby table. "I said very important matters!"
Sakura rushed to the bathroom and eyed herself in the mirror. She blinked and her reflection blinked too. She flipped her hair and the reflection did the same thing too. It's such a crap when you ask why your reflection seems to copy your acts. Sometimes, it's much more irritating that way.
"Why are you staring at me?"
But the reflection didn't respond. It just copied her movements, but not her words. "Are you attracted to that guy or not? Tell me the truth?"
'What do you think?'
"Of course not! After all, I just met him…"
'Are you sure?'
"What do you mean? Of course I am!"
'Maybe you just have a crush on him.'
"But… Of course I haven't!"
'So why are you so defensive? Doesn't everything started to make sense?'
"What?"
'You think of him, his face flickers through your mind, you think his somewhat familiar. Therefore…'
"Therefore?"
'Therefore…'
"Therefore?"
'You like him!'
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mE: I wonder how my reviewers got psycho for knowing what's going to happen next. And thanks to RemoteD for telling me that I can't post emails adds here. I know this stuff is full of oc but I'll try my best. And about the Jersey-07 thing, if you want, I can change it. Just give me your suggestions. To taiki-kun, I can't answer your questions, the name just popped out of my head.
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