AN: Remember, this is a revamped fiction! :)
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Chapter 6
The next morning while Kaoru was on her way to school, she heard a very fierce, angry shout, that sent pigeons flying off to the other direction.
"Kamiya Kaoru you STOP there this instant!"
She stopped walking and turned, only to face a shoulder-slumped Misao storming towards her.
"You," Misao pointed an accusing finger, "dumped me, yesterday, at the ice cream parlor." She said evenly, but her tone was directly putting her to blame.
Kaoru narrowed her eyes.
"You were too busy entertaining Sano to even notice that I was still there, weren't you? And keep that finger away, you know I hate that." Kaoru snapped, slapping Misao's finger away.
"But it still doesn't mean you can just LEAVE me like that! And you didn't even say a word!" she retorted.
"I didn't intend on leaving. Kenshin was the man behind the master plan." Kaoru replied, casually continuing her journey to school."
Misao's anger died down. "You mean he… he pulled you out of there?"
"No, he did not pull me out of there. He just… asked me if I wanted to follow him instead of sitting there and listen to you and Sano throwing insults at each other."
Misao grinned.
Uh-oh.
"Don't even start," Kaoru warned, before Misao could even open her mouth. "It was just a friendly gesture."
She snickered in reply. "Aww, C'mon Kao. You should know better than that."
"He was just being nice, and it did not mean anything! Godliness, why do you like to jump into conclusions?" Kaoru grunted.
As expected, that statement was worthless, since it did not convince Misao otherwise. She then started to babble about Kenshin's good points, and how Kaoru should go after him.
All she could do was roll her eyes, and walk straight ahead.
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It was English period, and the teacher was late for class. Soujiro smartly took that advantage to ask Kaoru out. He had been practicing the same lines over and over again, trying to gain confidence into doing so.
But somehow, it did not work.
"Say, um… Kaoru? Are you, uh... f-free?" Soujiro coughed, looking down.
"Now?"
"No, no, no. I um… meant… this… uh… well… I meant this… e-evening." He said shyly, face red as a ripe tomato.
"Yes, I'm free the whole day. Why?" She asked, blinking. They had already completed their science project a week ago, way ahead of their deadline. So why would he want to know her schedule if they have already finished their work?
"Well… I was wondering… WONDERING… if you would like to… uh… watch a movie with me? But if you don't want to it's fine! I totally understand that you wouldn't want to, and it's not an obli-" he explained hurriedly.
"Is it like a… a… Date?" Kaoru cut in, as her brain started clicking.
He coughed.
"If you would like to put it that way, then, yes." He replied, face burning.
She was startled at his invitation to go out with him on a… a date. Nevertheless, she felt something twinge in her stomach, as excitement jumped up and down inside. It was a first time that her crush asked her out. Oh yeah, definitely happy.
"S-Sure, I'd love to… go on a date with you." She squeaked, as her face started to redden.
"GREAT! I'll pick you up at eight!"
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Two days ago, Tae had told Kaoru about her new working schedule. She were to only work on Mondays till Thursdays, and her pay would remain the same, since they had new workers.
That was why she had free time to go out with Soujiro. And perfect timing too, she grinned to herself.
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That night, they purchased two tickets to watch "Seabiscuit". All the other options were horror films, and Kaoru, a great coward of horror movies, refused to watch any of them. Soujiro didn't mind, of course.
On the ticket, it read "Cinema 10". The searched for Cinema room 10, found it, and entered. As they sat, the movie began.
In the beginning of the screening, there was a pale, terrified woman dressed in a white night gown, lying on the ground. She was screaming in pain, as she was about to give birth. Suddenly, a man walked though the door, tortured her without mercy, and killed her.
Kaoru was horrified. 'What type of comedy is this?!'
And that was just the prologue, to her dismay. During the movie, the scenes were eerily disgusting, scary and terrifying, sending shivers up her spine. Kaoru closed her eyes almost all the way through the movie. The sound system was fantastic, making the movie seem more real.
At the end of the show, Kaoru was filled with fear, as she cringed onto Soujiro's jacket tightly.
"Don't worry, Kaoru, it was just a movie." He assured, offering her a smile.
Kaoru nodded, and then she saw the advertisement outside the cinema. It was a picture of an English man sitting on a horse. and the huge title "Seabiscuit" caught her eye. But there were no horses during the movie, not at all. She told Soujiro, and he too was confused. Seabiscuit was supposed to be an English movie, but the movie they saw was in Japanese.
They then saw another advertisement outside, and it read "The number one best selling horror movie, The WR." The images matched the scenes that they watched, and everything fell into place.
"We entered the wrong cinema!" Soujiro laughed.
But to Kaoru, this was no laughing matter. She was just so sure she wouldn't be able to sleep tonight. When it came to horror movies, no matter how pathetic they were, she was just so afraid of them.
Soujiro noticed this, and he put a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "It's alright, and anyway, you closed your eyes through out the movie, didn't you?" he teased.
Kaoru laughed, realizing that he was right. But her thoughts could not go any further as she felt his very warm hand holding hers.
She blushed.
"Want to go get some hot chocolate?" Soujiro asked, smiling.
"Definitely. I could use one right now."
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It was a wonderful night, in her opinion. As soon as they reached the door, she was disappointed that the night ended so fast, even though it was already close to twelve midnight.
She boldly kissed him oh the cheek goodbye, smiled sheepishly, and opened the door. But before she could to step foot inside, he opened his mouth.
"W-Wait!"
Slowly she turned her head, and he asked daringly. "Would you like to go out with me again?"
There was a small pause, when the offer sunk into her brain, processing the data. She starred at him, he starred at her. It seemed that everything had stopped.
And much to his delight, her face broke into a grin.
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It was about one thirty in the morning, when Misao's phone started ringing furiously. She woke up with a start, but decided to ignore it, as her head descended back to her fluffy pillow. She was sleepy, and decided to go back to sleep, thinking that the caller would leave her alone if she didn't pick up.
But the phone disagreed.
It was ringing and ringing, forcing Misao to get up, and pick up the phone.
Yanking herself up, she exclaimed in annoyance –"I swear I'm going to send this phone to hell."
Swinging her blankets away vigorously, she grabbed the handle. "WHAAAT?!??!!!"
"Misao! Misao, Misao, Misao!! Guess what happened?" the other end of the line screamed excitedly, causing her to jerk the phone away from her precious eardrums.
"Urhh.. K-Kaoru? Are you drunk or something?" She asked groggily.
"Of course not, silly! Well, aren't you going to guess what happened?"
"I guess, that you would put the phone down and stop calling me until I wake up later in the morning before I go over to your house and burn it down right after I trash all the alcohol." She replied, yawning. Yet unbelievably she did not even stop to catch her breath.
There was a pause.
"Not exactly what I had in mind, but I'm willing to give you another try."
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"Oh Kaoru, I'm so happy for you!" Misao exclaimed happily.
Kaoru grinned. "I never would thought that Soujiro would ask me out again."
Misao smiled, sincerely feeling ecstatic for her friend. She needs something to brighten up her life, Misao thought to herself.
Then suddenly, a figure caught her keen eye, causing her to loose concentration in an abrupt halt to what Kaoru was talking about.
"Misao, Misao? Are you listening to me?" Kaoru asked, waving her hand in front of Misao's face. Her friend looked like she was caught in a trance, with widened eyes without blinking. She was about to turn around to where she was looking at, when someone called her.
"Hey, are you Kamiya Kaoru?" a male voice rang in her ears. She turned to where the voice came from, only to see Shinomori Aoshi gazing at her.
"Yes, this is she."
"You left this at the library last period." He said stoically, handing Kaoru her English textbook.
"Oh, I was looking everywhere for that. Thanks." She smiled, taking her book away from his hands.
Aoshi just nodded in reply and walked away.
After Aoshi was out of sight, Kaoru turned around to where her friend was sitting. To her surprise, Misao was all but gawking. At her.
"What, do I have something on my face?"
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"Full name?"
"Aoshi Shinomori."
"How do you know him?"
"He's the co-president at the school library."
"Single or taken?"
"Don't know."
"Personality?"
"Not sure. He's quite aloof though."
"Siblings?"
"How am I suppose to know?"
"Phone number?"
"Never asked."
"Address?"
"How should I know?"
"Pets?"
".................................."
"What about his class schedule?"
".................................."
"Friends?"
".................................."
"Favorite food? Drinks? What about his favorite colour?"
".................................."
"His interests?"
".................................."
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Five minutes and twenty seconds later
"Location of his locker?"
"I DON'T KNOW!" Kaoru cried out in irritation, throwing her hands in the air.
"What about his favorite subjects?"
".................................."
"Do you talk to him often? Is he rich?"
".................................."
"Does he play sports? Is he smart?"
".................................."
"Does he have a fan club?"
".................................."
"Oh man, do you think I have a crush on him?" Misao asked suddenly, blinking.
Kaoru stopped walking, and glared at her. Hard.
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When school ended, Kaoru decided to walk around school. After telling Misao over and over again that she does not know anymore information of Shinomori Aoshi other than his name and position in school, Misao decided to let her go reluctantly.
Kaoru started to chuckle at the thought.
Kaoru reached the basketball court, and slowly, but gracefully, she climbed up to the highest bench, and seated herself. No one was playing basketball, heck, not even a single soul could even be seen anywhere. Even then, Kaoru felt peaceful just sitting there, feeling the cool breeze. There was a comfortable silence, between her and the surroundings. Or so she thought.
Suddenly she felt someone bouncing a ball, the thumping getting louder and louder. Wondering who was disturbing her peace, she looked down, and saw a boy with long, red hair. She grinned.
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AN: 23/12/2004, Thursday at 1620: I FINALLY FINISHED REVAMPING this fiction! Though I know there are still grammatical errors, but it's not as bad as before :D.
Kindly leave me a review, and let me know what you think! :)