Aki: Hisashiburi da ne! Aki's back from death and is here to give you a sorry-gift for being dead for a very long time…! Well, this fic is dedicated for you guys who waited for my stories to be updated…! Awww….! I missed doing fics and it's been months since I've than my last one…! I hope this story isn't that bad…! Chill!
Bumping is pretty much like how you meet other people.
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Bump!
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Bumping into someone sometimes causes you nothing.
-Meeting someone sometimes doesn't affect you.-
Sometimes it causes you to fall down into the ground either with or without someone to help you.
-Sometimes that someone would just let you be with yourself and in other times, you'd find that someone to be always there when you need somebody.-
Other times it causes that someone to catch you when you fall.
-It could be the person who wouldn't let you be hurt. -
In some other times, it causes both of you falling down right on the ground.
- And no one could possibly stop it.-
And in the rarest of times, bumping can gradually cause the two of you to fall not just on the ground but fall for each other as well without even knowing it.
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BUMP!
The young lass found herself down to the ground. She looked up and saw a girl near her age bowed and muttered a short apology before she quickly ran to the other direction.
She sighed and crankily stood up before dusting her skirt. She flipped her braided hair and went on to her left as her emerald eyes glanced back to the direction where the other student went off.
She was on her way to the faculty room when she bumped to the freshman.
"Haay..." She heaved out a relieved sigh as an image of a certain brunette popped out on her mind.
For one second, she was afraid that it might be him again who bumped her. Boy, was she becoming paranoid or what?
Well, who wouldn't be?
There had been so many instances where in she ended up bumping into somebody when she was either running, jogging or walking.
Heck, even when she's just standing she still ended up bumping into that somebody!
And that somebody always turned out to be one person.
That person who happens to be the guy who had bugged her life ever since the second the two of them met.
Well, of course he didn't literally bug her. It was just that the thoughts of him were completely making her feel... weird.
Weird in the sense that she always had this urge to strangle him and choke him to death whenever his image appear on her imagination. At least, that was the right way to describe that feeling in her own words.
But what was weirder was the bumping 'routine.'
Every time they cross each other's path, they had to go under this very unlikely custom wherein one of them would have to splat down on the ground just because one or both of them had been so careless that they would actually accidentally bump into each other.
Why on Mars's name did it always have to be like that?
Couldn't their meetings be anything besides strange?
There had been so many events that she had found herself ending down on the ground after those bumping scenarios would end.
Actually...
Come to think of it, almost every memory of him being with her that she could remember started with that oh-so-familiar bumping scene...
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Bumping into someone sometimes causes you nothing.
First Interference...
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"Arghh…!"
The emerald-eyed girl dashed down the stairs in the fastest speed she could manage; her bag's handle placed on her mouth as she finished braiding her hair.
She headed straight to the kitchen wherein she found her old grandpa readying a butter toast which he immediately handed to her as soon as she got in front of him.
The young lass muttered an incoherent thanks amidst the bag between her lips. She immediately ran towards the door and slumped on her shoes. She skipped towards the gates as she put finished putting on her shoes, forgetting to close the door behind her where her grandpa turned up.
"Good luck on your first day, Misao-chan!" The extremely hyper old man waved goodbye at her just before his granddaughter got out of his sight.
Damn it.
Misao could actually feel veins popping out on her forehead and steam rising from above her head.
It was the first day of school and she couldn't believe that she woke up a minute before her class would begin. This thanks to her grandfather who didn't even bother waking her up for the ant's sake!
She spitefully jogged on her place as she impatiently waited for the stop light to turn red.
Turn red. Turn red. Turn red. Turn red. Turn red. Turn red. Turn red.
Misao kept muttering, her glare not leaving the innocent stoplight. With every second that passed, Misao's glare turned from intense to hazardous.
Damned those stoplights.
What the hell's with them! She was already eleven and twenty eight seconds late and the stoplight made it appear like it wanted her to be a lot later than she already was.
Ting!
"Yeah!" Misao jumped for joy and leashed to the other side of the crossing lane, constantly dodging people on her way to avoid causing any furthermore delay on her way to her school.
Just one more block away and she'd be on her school campus!
The school gates! Finally the school gates!
Misao was so glad that their school wasn't one of those which close their gates when the school bell rang.
Kyah!
She was already on her campus! Just two stairways to go and she'd be on her new classroom. The energetic lass took three steps at a time, not minding the possibilities of her tripping herself off. One more stairway to go! She just had to turn left and---
Bump...!
Misao felt herself brushed into someone and luckily enough, she was able to balance herself and didn't fall. The young lass was too busy hurrying to her class to even turn and look to the person who bumped her.
The emerald-eyed girl just continued on her way up to the third floor, barely catching a glimpse of a young brunette who also seemed to be too engrossed into hurrying to even mind that girl who accidentally bumped him.
It was obvious that both of them were totally late for their classes.
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Sometimes it causes you to fall down into the ground without someone to help you.
Second Interference...
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Misao tried her best to keep her emerald eyes open but the fact that she was less than ten meters away from their geometry teacher made her eyelids droop down. Just hearing their teacher's voice caused Misao to see the oh-so-welcoming dreamland right in front of her very eyes.
It was the third day of school--- the third day of the most boooooooring chapters of her life.
Misao's ears perked up when the bell indicating that it was lunch time dung.
Her vibrant energy returned and the young lass jumped up on her desk, throwing her fist up to the highest point she sould manage.
"Yaa-TTTAAAAAAA NNEEE!" She shouted while doing a small dance on top of her desk, earning everyone's attention on the room... including their teacher's.
She did a round of a chicken dance before grabbing her bag and running out of their classroom; their teacher's head steaming wildly out of anger.
Misao was still laughing when she reached the cafeteria. There were already many students in the place and this gave the teenager a hard time finding her best friends.
She sneaked in the big crowd, ceremoniously stopping to stand on top of her toes and try to see if her friends were already nearby. After a fifteen-minute search for two students whose names were Okon and Omasu, Misao decided to get out of the mob since she was already feeling that she was lacking air on her lungs. She was about to leave the crowd when...
"Misao-chan!"
Upon hearing her name, the long-haired lass turned her head to her right and spotted two girls waving frantically at her. They were already seating on a table near the side-wall and so, Misao started to head their way.
Finally she found them. Or rather, they found her.
The number of people diminished as she reached her destination and this made her trudging a lot easier and faster.
Misao placed her bag on her left hand and used her right hand to wave to her friends.
"Okon-chan! Omasuu-aghhhh!"
Misao found herself ending down on the ground with a loud thump. She could feel her bottom aching so hard that it made her eyes transformed into a very demonic glare.
"The nerve...!" Misao screeched in a high tone as she turned to look at the person who bumped her, only to catch a bare glimpse of the person's figure running to the direction far... far... away from her, slowly disappearing into the massive number of students on the cafeteria.
Her emerald eyes started twitching and a number of veins popped on her head as she tightly clenched her fist towards the direction of the person who uncivilizely bumped her.
Not a second passed and Misao found herself on her feet, ready to kill the stupid freak who didn't even have the decency of saying sorry to her.
It was a very good thing that Okon and Omasu were around to refrain her from murdering the brunette who accidentally sent Misao falling on the floor.
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Sometimes it causes you to fall down into the ground with someone to help you.
Third Interference...
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"Himura?"
Misao's emerald eyes widened in interest as excitement ran throughout her body. "You like Himura?"
The young lass was walking side by side with taller girl whose jet-black hair was tied into a high ponytail using a blue lace. They were heading to their home-living classroom when the topic a bout a certain red-haired kendo champion popped up.
"Misao-chan...!" The amethyst eyed girl shouted in an audible whisper that was only meant to be heard by Misao. "You know it's a secret...!"
"Daijobu, Kaoru-san, daijobu...!" Misao placed a grin on her face and made a thumbs-up. "With me holding that secret of yours, you should never have worries of others finding it out!"
Kaoru stared at her with a mocking face and sighed.
Her secret would be the headline on all newspapers and TV shows tomorrow.
"Hey...!" Misao said in a faked-offended voice. "What's that look supposed to mean...?"
She placed a childish expression on her face with her lips curving down into a frown and crossed her arms in front of her---
BUMP!
"Ite!"
The expression barely escaped Misao's lips as she fell flat on her butt; so painfully that she accidentally bit her lower lip.
But despite that fact, the young lass didn't waste any second to sit around complaining because of the pain and let the awfully stupid bumper get away again.
She was on her feet as quickly as she fell on the ground and before Kaoru knew it, Misao was already strangling a certain brunette to the point that the poor lad's eyes were now swirling and twirling around and around and around...
Kaoru snapped out and immediately tried to pull Misao off the young lad.
"Misao-chan!" The lass shouted at Misao as she forcibly tugged Misao's hands off of the boy's neck. "You're killing him!"
But Misao's plans were far away from stopping to strangle this boy and let him live.
"Baka no ahou!" Misao screamed on his face, her hands tightening around his neck.
"A-areh...?" The lad opened one of his azure eyes and saw the angry... face of the girl.
Misao in turn glared harder at him.
"You stupid bumper! That hurts!" Misao's eyes anime-ishly flickered with tears as she recalled the pain that she felt when she fell.
Kaoru took this chance and helped the brunette escape from Misao's oh-so-deadly grasp.
But due to the sudden partition of the two, the emerald eyed girl found herself back on the ground again, feeling the same sickly, throbbing and painful feeling ran up throughout her whole body.
Thistime, however, Misao wasn't able to stand up again. She remained sitting on the tiled floor as she tried to ease the excruciating feeling she felt right on her bottom.
"Iiiiiiii—ttteeeeeeee….!" She groaned in full twinge, tears anime-ishly dwelling up on her emerald eyes.
"A-ano… Da-daijobu desu ka…?"
Misao shot her left eye open and saw the same brunette leaning towards her. His guilty expression made her feel a little bit calmer.
His life would not have been placed on such a threatening level if he just had removed that irritable smile that hung on his face.
And this smile caused Misao's anger to start boiling up into a stage that could already match up the heat on the sun.
She was about to forget about the pain and immediately kill him but one deed halted her from doing so.
Misao found herself staring at the hand of the stupid bumper who tried to help her. She looked back at his face where the irky smile was still stuck up on his lips.
She heaved out an angry sigh to help her calm down and grumblingly took the guy's hand. A second later, she found herself back on her feet, standing in front on the brunette who apologetically smiled at her.
1- Daijobu – It's alright.
2-Daijobu desu ka – Are you alright?
3-Ano… - Uhm…
4-Ite! – Ouch!
5-Baka no ahou! – Stupid freak!
Aki: Well… I hope you enjoyed the first chapter of this two-shot fic…! Hope you review…!