Thank you all VERY MUCH for reviewing this fic! It had made me feel very
happy, just knowing you're still reading it! Anyways, I'm thinking of
writing a seasonal set of LH stories including a Summer's Gift, a Winter's
Gift, and an Autumn's gift, each featuring its own little "love story". So
what do you think about that? Please tell me in your reviews!!! Well
anyways, here's the next chapter! Enjoy!
Spring's Gift
Chapter Eight: Motoko's Date.What will happen?
Night was soon falling over Tokyo, dark blanket covering little dots of lights that flickered on the streets. Cars whizzed past and people continued with their chores, running errands about the loud streets, making it very noisy and crowded, but yet, still very cheerful. Cherry blossom petals covered the ground, its pink color darkened by the darkness, making each step soft to walk across. A cherry blossom petal drifted down, settling on top of Motoko's head as she and Keitaro walked together side by side, however, hands not touching.
"Motoko-chan," Keitaro began as he stared at the cherry blossom petal that laid peacefully on top of Motoko's hair.
"What Urashima?" Motoko snapped with a glare, making sure he wasn't trying to make any stupid moves.
"Ummm...you have something on your hair," said Keitaro as he began reaching for Motoko's hair to brush the petal off.
"No!" Motoko cried, stopping Keitaro halfway in his action, "I'll get it myself..."
"Oh, okay then Motoko," Keitaro replied sheepishly.
Motoko reached for her hair and skillfully located the blossom and removed it off her head. Afterwards, the air thickened with awkwardness and Motoko and Keitaro didn't land a single glance at each other, fearing what the other would say. People on the streets stared at the couple wondering why the two, dressed in such formal fashion, would keep such a far distance apart. They continued walking down the streets calmly as Motoko and Keitaro thought about what was best to say to each other. From being too concentrated about thinking what to say, Motoko, unaware of her surroundings, walked straight across the streets without looking for the lights, which had just switched to the red hand, signaling passengers to halt.
"Motoko!!!" Keitaro cried out as he raced towards Motoko, grabbing her by the arm just in time before a large cargo truck ran her down.
Motoko, suddenly realizing her dangerous situation, gasped in shock, clutching to her chest. "Motoko-chan! Are you alright?" Keitaro asked as he looked peering to Motoko's face, which was covered by her bangs when her head was hanging down.
"I'm okay Urashima," Motoko said, still catching her breath. Then after a second of thought, she said a little uneasily, "Arigatou Keitaro."
Keitaro gave her a wide smile and patted Motoko on the back, helping her get up.
"So how do you say we go out for pizza?" Keitaro asked in his most cheery voice, hoping his suggestion would cheer the frightened Motoko up.
Motoko smiled, "Fine, as long as you're paying."
Keitaro and Motoko then walked to a little pizza parlor where they ordered two slices of pizza each. Motoko ate her share while Keitaro finished the ends of his plate. Motoko, finishing her pizzas quicker than Keitaro, grew bored, and started looking around her surroundings to see what's interesting. She saw the chef throwing a pizza into the air and a middle- aged lady sweeping the floors. Motoko shifted her glance and saw a couple sipping a milkshake together, giggling. Motoko's face turned red. She gave a quick look at Keitaro who was sipping the last drop of his soda.
"Umm...Keitaro?" Motoko asked.
"Yes?"
"Do you always take girls to eat pizza with you?" Motoko asked, very curious of the answer.
"HUH???" Keitaro answered, a little shock of the kendo girl's question. Very cautiously he answered, "Ummm..no, I guess this if my first time eating with a girl at a pizza parlor. He rubbed the back of his head, feeling a little shameful and embarrassed with his answer.
"I see.." Motoko said, "Well now that you're finished, lets head to Toudai now."
"Okay!"
Keitaro paid the bill and left the parlor with Motoko following from behind. The duo walked together quietly, not speaking a word to each other, in the direction of Tokyo U. Very soon, the two reached the grand entrance of Toudai. It was especially grand looking today because of the decorations. As they entered into the grand building, they were greeted by Mutsumi who still had the exotic hair.
"Hey Kei-kun! Hey Motoko!" Mutsumi cried out, smiling. Beside her was a tall and handsome looking guy who was even taller than Motoko.
"Ara, this is Turo Kona, a sophomore I met in school. He didn't have anyone to go to the dance with so he asked me!" Mutsumi said as she introduced who the friend next to her was.
"Hi!" both Motoko and Keitaro answered together.
"Are you two girlfriend and boyfriend?" Turo asked.
"NO!!!" Motoko answered loudly, before Keitaro this time. Then she stepped back a little, feeling a little embarrassed about her overreaction.
"Ara Ara, they do look like a good couple!" Mutsumi said as she clasped her hands together in front of her again.
Suddenly, a loud voice from a speaker called everyone into the grand ballroom.
"Let's go!" Mutsumi said as she began leading Keitaro and Motoko into the ballroom.
Before the entrance to the ballroom, Keitaro and Mutsumi both showed their tickets for their partners and entered into the grand ballroom. Motoko walked in and was at once, amazed at the scene before. Beautifully dressed girls stood by tall men; waiters and waitress served trays of snacks to the participants; glasses of wine stood on top of each other, forming a pyramid of alcohol; on a long table on either sides of the ballroom. A grand crystal chandelier hanged overhead the room and scattered its bright lighting among the anxious dancers. In the front of the room, the four friends could see an old man stepping up to begin his speech. It was another one of those boring speeches that welcomed the people to the fest and provided no entertaining means. Despite that, everyone listened, respectfully to the old man speak in his monotonous voice. When he finally finished his speech, everyone clapped their hands loudly, happy that they could finally get onto their dancing toes. The music began and many couples began dancing to the dance floor. Keitaro, Motoko, Mutsumi, and Turo moved away as they decided not to join the dance yet.
"Come on! Don't you guys want to dance too?" Mutsumi urged as she began dragging Turo's arm with one hand, and Motoko with another. She forced Motoko onto Keitaro so that they would dance but however, they didn't seem to cope with each other. Alas when Mutsumi started attracting a large deal of attention on the couples, Motoko and Keitaro finally relented to dance with each other. Motoko gave Keitaro a warning glare before entering the dance floor and Mutsumi giggled, while Keitaro stepped a step back. When the first piece of music ended and the next began, Keitaro and Motoko started dancing.
First, Keitaro awkwardly put his hands behind Motoko's waist, sending a sudden feeling of ice down Motoko's spine. She had almost wanted to draw her blade out, but remembered she hadn't brought it to the dance. Calming herself down, she drew her hands behind Keitaro's neck, and the two danced to the music. Mutsumi was already dancing to her heart's delight on the dance floor, giggling with each step. Motoko and Keitaro on the other hand, danced each step, awkwardly, with Motoko occasionally throwing warning glares and Keitaro receiving them with a little shock. However, as time passed by, both Motoko and Keitaro were beginning to get the hang of dancing and started enjoying it a bit.
"Hey, dancing's not too bad, eh Motoko?" Keitaro asked, eyes staring into Motoko.
Motoko shifted her gaze and answered with a little pout-like expression, "It's okay.."
As the music stopped, a big man, who had probably weighed two hundred and something pounds, stumbled behind and bumped into Keitaro, causing him to move forward onto Motoko. As Keitaro dropped himself on top of Motoko, his lips accidentally pressed onto Motoko's face.
"URASHIMA!!!!" Motoko cried aloud, kicking Keitaro to the next end of the ballroom wall, "How dare you?!"
"WAH!!! Motoko-chan!" Keitaro cried out, pleading for innocent, "I'm sorry but it was that man who crashed into me!"
The two hundred pound man glared at Keitaro, one of those menacing ones, and had immediately shut Keitaro up.
Motoko, stormed angrily out of the ballroom, with her face blushing a red too deep to describe. Keitaro on the other hand, was still lying on the floor after the damaged caused by the Motoko Kick Attack.
"Motoko-chan.."
Outside Toudai's building, Motoko ran towards a bench near the flower gardens. The colors of the flowers were already impossible to make out due to the darkness of the sky. Little diamond-like stars hung above Motoko's head. Motoko sat on the bench, trying to catch her breath. She felt the temperature of her face, which was burning hot. Motoko thought back to what had happened, and shook the memory out of her brain.
"Why am I thinking about this?" Motoko questioned herself, "I shouldn't be thinking about that baka! I would loose concentration and would never be able to inherit the Shimeiryuu!" Motoko thought so much that tears began pouring down her face. She realized, the more she think, that she was thinking a lot more about Keitaro than she had when he first came to Hinatasou. In fact, she was thinking about him, almost every single day now! She was beginning to get afraid of what might happen to her if she REALLY did fall in love with Keitaro. How would she inherit the dojo then? What would happen if she followed the steps of her sister? And Keitaro's already in a relationship with Naru!!! All these heavy thoughts caused Motoko to weigh painfully in her mind. Suddenly, she heard a voice calling.
"Motoko-chan? Are you here?" Keitaro's voice pierced into the silence.
Motoko heard and immediately duck under the bench so that Keitaro would not be able to sight her. She thanked the darkness for helping to conceal her, but as she finished the end of that thought, she felt a hand reaching down to her, landing on her shoulders!
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Now that was Chapter 8!!! I'm SOOOO tired! I have so much homework but because I promised that if you review I would return your kindness with another chapter of Spring's Gift, I need to fulfill my promise! Now go on! Leave a review and I'll write another chapter as soon as possible.
Next Chapter: What will happen to Motoko and Keitaro's relationship after the dance? And is that Shinobu who's going to come back? Oh no! What would Keitaro do now with three love cases going on??? Read on to find out!!!
Spring's Gift
Chapter Eight: Motoko's Date.What will happen?
Night was soon falling over Tokyo, dark blanket covering little dots of lights that flickered on the streets. Cars whizzed past and people continued with their chores, running errands about the loud streets, making it very noisy and crowded, but yet, still very cheerful. Cherry blossom petals covered the ground, its pink color darkened by the darkness, making each step soft to walk across. A cherry blossom petal drifted down, settling on top of Motoko's head as she and Keitaro walked together side by side, however, hands not touching.
"Motoko-chan," Keitaro began as he stared at the cherry blossom petal that laid peacefully on top of Motoko's hair.
"What Urashima?" Motoko snapped with a glare, making sure he wasn't trying to make any stupid moves.
"Ummm...you have something on your hair," said Keitaro as he began reaching for Motoko's hair to brush the petal off.
"No!" Motoko cried, stopping Keitaro halfway in his action, "I'll get it myself..."
"Oh, okay then Motoko," Keitaro replied sheepishly.
Motoko reached for her hair and skillfully located the blossom and removed it off her head. Afterwards, the air thickened with awkwardness and Motoko and Keitaro didn't land a single glance at each other, fearing what the other would say. People on the streets stared at the couple wondering why the two, dressed in such formal fashion, would keep such a far distance apart. They continued walking down the streets calmly as Motoko and Keitaro thought about what was best to say to each other. From being too concentrated about thinking what to say, Motoko, unaware of her surroundings, walked straight across the streets without looking for the lights, which had just switched to the red hand, signaling passengers to halt.
"Motoko!!!" Keitaro cried out as he raced towards Motoko, grabbing her by the arm just in time before a large cargo truck ran her down.
Motoko, suddenly realizing her dangerous situation, gasped in shock, clutching to her chest. "Motoko-chan! Are you alright?" Keitaro asked as he looked peering to Motoko's face, which was covered by her bangs when her head was hanging down.
"I'm okay Urashima," Motoko said, still catching her breath. Then after a second of thought, she said a little uneasily, "Arigatou Keitaro."
Keitaro gave her a wide smile and patted Motoko on the back, helping her get up.
"So how do you say we go out for pizza?" Keitaro asked in his most cheery voice, hoping his suggestion would cheer the frightened Motoko up.
Motoko smiled, "Fine, as long as you're paying."
Keitaro and Motoko then walked to a little pizza parlor where they ordered two slices of pizza each. Motoko ate her share while Keitaro finished the ends of his plate. Motoko, finishing her pizzas quicker than Keitaro, grew bored, and started looking around her surroundings to see what's interesting. She saw the chef throwing a pizza into the air and a middle- aged lady sweeping the floors. Motoko shifted her glance and saw a couple sipping a milkshake together, giggling. Motoko's face turned red. She gave a quick look at Keitaro who was sipping the last drop of his soda.
"Umm...Keitaro?" Motoko asked.
"Yes?"
"Do you always take girls to eat pizza with you?" Motoko asked, very curious of the answer.
"HUH???" Keitaro answered, a little shock of the kendo girl's question. Very cautiously he answered, "Ummm..no, I guess this if my first time eating with a girl at a pizza parlor. He rubbed the back of his head, feeling a little shameful and embarrassed with his answer.
"I see.." Motoko said, "Well now that you're finished, lets head to Toudai now."
"Okay!"
Keitaro paid the bill and left the parlor with Motoko following from behind. The duo walked together quietly, not speaking a word to each other, in the direction of Tokyo U. Very soon, the two reached the grand entrance of Toudai. It was especially grand looking today because of the decorations. As they entered into the grand building, they were greeted by Mutsumi who still had the exotic hair.
"Hey Kei-kun! Hey Motoko!" Mutsumi cried out, smiling. Beside her was a tall and handsome looking guy who was even taller than Motoko.
"Ara, this is Turo Kona, a sophomore I met in school. He didn't have anyone to go to the dance with so he asked me!" Mutsumi said as she introduced who the friend next to her was.
"Hi!" both Motoko and Keitaro answered together.
"Are you two girlfriend and boyfriend?" Turo asked.
"NO!!!" Motoko answered loudly, before Keitaro this time. Then she stepped back a little, feeling a little embarrassed about her overreaction.
"Ara Ara, they do look like a good couple!" Mutsumi said as she clasped her hands together in front of her again.
Suddenly, a loud voice from a speaker called everyone into the grand ballroom.
"Let's go!" Mutsumi said as she began leading Keitaro and Motoko into the ballroom.
Before the entrance to the ballroom, Keitaro and Mutsumi both showed their tickets for their partners and entered into the grand ballroom. Motoko walked in and was at once, amazed at the scene before. Beautifully dressed girls stood by tall men; waiters and waitress served trays of snacks to the participants; glasses of wine stood on top of each other, forming a pyramid of alcohol; on a long table on either sides of the ballroom. A grand crystal chandelier hanged overhead the room and scattered its bright lighting among the anxious dancers. In the front of the room, the four friends could see an old man stepping up to begin his speech. It was another one of those boring speeches that welcomed the people to the fest and provided no entertaining means. Despite that, everyone listened, respectfully to the old man speak in his monotonous voice. When he finally finished his speech, everyone clapped their hands loudly, happy that they could finally get onto their dancing toes. The music began and many couples began dancing to the dance floor. Keitaro, Motoko, Mutsumi, and Turo moved away as they decided not to join the dance yet.
"Come on! Don't you guys want to dance too?" Mutsumi urged as she began dragging Turo's arm with one hand, and Motoko with another. She forced Motoko onto Keitaro so that they would dance but however, they didn't seem to cope with each other. Alas when Mutsumi started attracting a large deal of attention on the couples, Motoko and Keitaro finally relented to dance with each other. Motoko gave Keitaro a warning glare before entering the dance floor and Mutsumi giggled, while Keitaro stepped a step back. When the first piece of music ended and the next began, Keitaro and Motoko started dancing.
First, Keitaro awkwardly put his hands behind Motoko's waist, sending a sudden feeling of ice down Motoko's spine. She had almost wanted to draw her blade out, but remembered she hadn't brought it to the dance. Calming herself down, she drew her hands behind Keitaro's neck, and the two danced to the music. Mutsumi was already dancing to her heart's delight on the dance floor, giggling with each step. Motoko and Keitaro on the other hand, danced each step, awkwardly, with Motoko occasionally throwing warning glares and Keitaro receiving them with a little shock. However, as time passed by, both Motoko and Keitaro were beginning to get the hang of dancing and started enjoying it a bit.
"Hey, dancing's not too bad, eh Motoko?" Keitaro asked, eyes staring into Motoko.
Motoko shifted her gaze and answered with a little pout-like expression, "It's okay.."
As the music stopped, a big man, who had probably weighed two hundred and something pounds, stumbled behind and bumped into Keitaro, causing him to move forward onto Motoko. As Keitaro dropped himself on top of Motoko, his lips accidentally pressed onto Motoko's face.
"URASHIMA!!!!" Motoko cried aloud, kicking Keitaro to the next end of the ballroom wall, "How dare you?!"
"WAH!!! Motoko-chan!" Keitaro cried out, pleading for innocent, "I'm sorry but it was that man who crashed into me!"
The two hundred pound man glared at Keitaro, one of those menacing ones, and had immediately shut Keitaro up.
Motoko, stormed angrily out of the ballroom, with her face blushing a red too deep to describe. Keitaro on the other hand, was still lying on the floor after the damaged caused by the Motoko Kick Attack.
"Motoko-chan.."
Outside Toudai's building, Motoko ran towards a bench near the flower gardens. The colors of the flowers were already impossible to make out due to the darkness of the sky. Little diamond-like stars hung above Motoko's head. Motoko sat on the bench, trying to catch her breath. She felt the temperature of her face, which was burning hot. Motoko thought back to what had happened, and shook the memory out of her brain.
"Why am I thinking about this?" Motoko questioned herself, "I shouldn't be thinking about that baka! I would loose concentration and would never be able to inherit the Shimeiryuu!" Motoko thought so much that tears began pouring down her face. She realized, the more she think, that she was thinking a lot more about Keitaro than she had when he first came to Hinatasou. In fact, she was thinking about him, almost every single day now! She was beginning to get afraid of what might happen to her if she REALLY did fall in love with Keitaro. How would she inherit the dojo then? What would happen if she followed the steps of her sister? And Keitaro's already in a relationship with Naru!!! All these heavy thoughts caused Motoko to weigh painfully in her mind. Suddenly, she heard a voice calling.
"Motoko-chan? Are you here?" Keitaro's voice pierced into the silence.
Motoko heard and immediately duck under the bench so that Keitaro would not be able to sight her. She thanked the darkness for helping to conceal her, but as she finished the end of that thought, she felt a hand reaching down to her, landing on her shoulders!
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Now that was Chapter 8!!! I'm SOOOO tired! I have so much homework but because I promised that if you review I would return your kindness with another chapter of Spring's Gift, I need to fulfill my promise! Now go on! Leave a review and I'll write another chapter as soon as possible.
Next Chapter: What will happen to Motoko and Keitaro's relationship after the dance? And is that Shinobu who's going to come back? Oh no! What would Keitaro do now with three love cases going on??? Read on to find out!!!