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Angelic High: Episode Three: Nice to Know You
The two most wanted males in Angelic strolled down the hall, having a soft conversation no one could hear but them. And if Wizard's walk was a little less smooth than usual due to something he could not name, no one noticed but he and Oujiro. And if Oujiro's eyes were more distant than normal, as though her were thinking of something or someone else than that which, was at hand, no one noticed but those same two. And so it went:
"What were you thinking?" Wizard questioned Oujiro with more emotion in his voice than he preferred.
"Nani? What are you talking about Wizard?" Oujiro asked as they walked back to class from lunch.
"The whole gratitude bit, that was a bit much don't you think?" Wizard prodded slightly. He couldn't understand the internal complications going on inside himself, much less explain them to Oujiro, so he simply questioned.
"Iie. I wanted to..." Oujiro smiled at his friend.
"Hai, demo..." Wizard stopped short as Oujiro's smile suddenly became somewhat predatory.
"Ah, matte Wizard. I think you might be a little jealous hm?" Oujiro teased. This was too good to pass up. It was the first clear indication of Wizard liking anyone...at all, except of course, Oujiro.
"N-nani? Don't be daft," Wizard scoffed airily but Oujiro merely chuckled at him.
"Hai, hai. Whatever you say," Oujiro placated Wizard as they walked in turbulent silence to their next class.
Mizawa Rei stared at Misaki as the bright young girl opened her locker and attempted to withdraw the accounted for things, nearly having the tower of leaning books fall on her. Mizawa snickered at the freshman. Then she paused in her bout of derision to examine her "enemy." Misaki, she noted, was short but very slender, petite and, Mizawa grudgingly supposed, cute. And that was okay she also supposed, if you went for that sort of thing.
In contrast, Mizawa Rei was thin, tall and super-model elitist material overall. Her skin was a deep pigment compared to Misaki's fair complexion and her eyes were a bright sharp green compared to Misaki's soft blues. Plus, Misaki had a short haircut whereas Rei's was long. In Rei's mind, there was no reason for her to be undesirable to any of the boys of the school. And that was true for the most part. The majority of the male population at Angelic High would have thought themselves in heaven if she allowed them to even walk near her.
But that was not so with her main objective:
Mihara Oujiro, Prince of the school.
She wanted him.
A while back she had considered Wizard, but found him altogether unapproachable. That icy exterior of his was enough to fend off even her tenacious ways. But Mihara, he was another story. Openly kind and courteous, debonair and intelligent, and incredibly attractive he was everything she wanted in a man, and to her, anything she wanted, she deserved.
And she wanted the best.
And as she was in the same grade as Oujiro, she had been trying since middle school to hook him. Yet all her attempts always backfired. She could not understand why but she kept trying, secretly planning out her next chance to run into Oujiro. It was difficult, for he had a veritable fan club consisting of most of the girls at Angelic, but she managed. And aside from that, most girls, even the ones that liked him, stayed away usually; they knew he was Rei's territory and no one wanted to compete with her.
Rei went back to studying Misaki.
The girl had just managed to close her locker but couldn't seem to get the lock shut with her arms full as they were. Mizawa pounced.
"Ano, do you need any help?" Rei asked kindly, green eyes betraying none of the double motive she had.
"Hai, arigato gozaimasu," Misaki smiled gratefully, attempting a shallow bow while weighed down with all her things. Rei helped steady her.
"Iie, don't do that. You'll drop everything," Rei shook her head.
"Ah...h-hai!" Misaki nodded.
"I'm Mizawa Rei," the green eyed one introduced herself.
"Nice to meet you Mizawa-san! I'm Suzuhara Misaki!" Misaki replied.
"Just Rei-san or Rei is fine," Rei corrected cordially.
"Hai, then Misaki is just fine for me," Misaki also corrected and then the bell rang loud and sound.
"I have to go, demo, arigato again! I'll think of some way to repay you!" Misaki called over her shoulder as she tried to hurry her leaden pace to her next class. Rei smiled a slow, scheming smile.
"Hai, I'm sure you will," Rei whispered as she herself turned to go to class.
Things were working according to plan thus far.
Rei's smile widened. She did so love it when her plans went well.
The last bell rang. School was dismissed for the day.
Misaki breathed a prayer.
She was surprised she had survived her first serious day at high school. As she walked out the front of the school, she lifted her face to the sunshine. It was a warm comfort.
"Matte Suzuhara-san!" She turned to see Kotaro running toward her. She frowned slightly. Had she told him yet to call her simply Misaki? She supposed not.
"Konnichi-wa Kotaro-kun! Ano, could you just call me Misaki, onegai?" Misaki implored and Kotaro mustered a nod and a smile.
"Daijoubu? How was your first day here?" he asked kindly.
"Very well, arigato. So many people were nice to me today; I feel very special," Misaki smiled brightly.
"Well you are!" Kotaro said without thinking and then added quickly, "I mean, we are all special, ne?" he breathed a sigh of relief when Misaki didn't seem too notice his slip. we all are," Misaki confirmed.
"MISAKICHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!" Tamayo came pounding down the front courtyard; Kotaro from practice, ducked, but didn't count on Tamayo's feet. As such, she swept them out from under him and he fell without much warning, onto his back. Tamayo blinked as if first noticing Kotaro and leaned down, curiously. "Ano, Kotaro-chan, what are you doing on the ground?"
"Nani!? What kind of girlfriend attacks her boyfriend as much as you do, eh?" he groaned. Tamayo paused as though thinking and then responded by latching onto Kotaro's arm softly and pecking him on the cheek.
"The kind that loves him!" And Kotaro threw up his hands in submission.
"Hai, I guess you're right. Ne, Misaki-chan?" he grinned up at her from the ground. Misaki offered her hand to help him up.
"I guess so, demo, I don't know a lot about love," she paused and as soon as she saw the worried eyes of Kotaro and Tamayo she waved her hands in negative form.
"Iie! It's not like that. I...I am l-loved...at home..." she paused again, spacing out for a moment. In that moment her heart winced at an emptiness she would not acknowledge but she covered it up as well as she could. She had unknowingly become a master actress for covering up her inner anxiety when she was very young...but that was long ago.
"Ano, what I meant was I don't know about romantic love," Misaki finished.
"Ah, hai! Don't worry Misakichi! Everyone will love you when they meet you! I know," winked Tamayo, grinning.
"N-nani?" Misaki faltered.
"Hai, you're nice and it doesn't hurt that you're cute either!" Kotaro backed up Tamayo's statement without blushing this time and Tamayo then smacked him lightly, remarking on how it was uncouth of him to be so forward, especially with another girl, even if he was right.
"Iie, demo, arigato," Misaki waved her hands in a flustered manner. She couldn't remember the last time she was told she was cute...by anyone other than her family of course.
"AIYAAAA! KOTARO-CHANNNNNN! Gomen Misakichi! We have to run for our karate lessons! Ja neeeee!" Tamayo sped out a farewell as she also sped down the rode, dragging an apologetic looking Kotaro-chan with her. Misaki sighed. They definitely were a pair.
The sky was a vivid blue, like the ocean almost on a very sunny day. Misaki wondered if there was ever a time when one could mix up the sky with the sea and try and walk on water or air not knowing. It was a very fanciful thought; she knew. But she was very much a dreamer. She read manga quite a bit and always loved how the heroines though small, could win over all tribulations.
It was a testament to the small people of the world for Misaki. There were times when she wished she could be one of the characters, a magical knight sent to save a fragmenting world, or a magic sorceress with guardians and magic, or an angel who found love on earth. They seemed so fantastic and made Misaki often feel insignificant, but she loved the stories. Each had its own perspective, much like people.
Misaki's feet padded softly against the ground beneath her as she made her way home. She hummed a soft tune to herself, one she knew by heart, but could never find anywhere on any CDs. She always wondered where it came from. It was sweet and lilting, but for some reason also Misaki could not fathom, when she sang or hummed it, it had a sad undertone. There was a soft breeze transcending the air as her hum turned into the song:
"Someday I'll find you
Alone in this space
Of emptiness where I've waited
For you to embrace
The love I flew over
While passing through my sky
In ever rhythmic footfalls
Asking the heart why
Holding it in myself
To give to you someday
When all tears are gone
With you in the sun, after the rain..."
Misaki let the short lines trail off into the previous silence and was startled to hear clapping. She jumped in surprise and turned to face none other than Oujiro. She flushed. How many times would she embarrass herself before the day was out? She wasn't certain she really wanted to know.
"Sugoi Misaki-chan, that was beautiful," was all he said though and Misaki was stunned.
"A-ano?" she wanted to clarify this; perhaps her hearing was going too.
"I said beautiful Misaki-chan," he smiled.
"Aiya...um, ano, where is Wizard?" she asked, attempting to make him divert his attention which seemed to be so scrutinizing on her.
"He has some things to think about," Oujiro replied amiably and then offered, "Are you going home? May I walk you?"
"Hai, if you like," she nodded shyly and began to walk again. The silence was not uncomfortable and it was broken at intervals by their footsteps, tap, tap, tap...
"Say, this is the way Wizard's home is too," smiled Oujiro conversationally.
"H-honto ni?" she asked, surprised.
"Hai, not far from you I suppose," Oujiro commented.
"H-hai. Here," she pointed as they came to her Aunt's house.
"Ah, ja ne then Misaki-chan," Oujiro bowed and Misaki did the same.
"Ja ne Oujiro-san!" she waved. She just couldn't merely call him Oujiro; it was too impolite and Misaki felt that Oujiro commanded a kind of silent respect that he deserved. Oujiro let it slip. Misaki turned and entered her house, the door and gate clicking shut gently behind her.
"Demo...someday you will just call me Oujiro, ne Misaki-chan?" he asked the air and smiled, standing there a moment longer before walking leisurely away, towards his house, which was also nearby, though further away than Wizard's.
Suzuhara Misaki, thought Oujiro, I am glad to know you.
--------------------------------------------------- Review onegai, and if anyone knows of any other Misaki and Oujiro fics, let me know...I am feeling sadly deprived as I have read all of them on ff.net already...so few...
Next episode: What is Mizawa Rei planning? What goes on with Wizard, Oujiro and the lovable Misaki? And what's this: Misaki, a living shoujo heroine?! Next episode comes soon hopefully as soon as I find some working incentive. ~_~
Arigato for REVIEWING, those who have, please keep doing so! It keeps the story going.
-Kaji Hikage
Angelic High: Episode Three: Nice to Know You
The two most wanted males in Angelic strolled down the hall, having a soft conversation no one could hear but them. And if Wizard's walk was a little less smooth than usual due to something he could not name, no one noticed but he and Oujiro. And if Oujiro's eyes were more distant than normal, as though her were thinking of something or someone else than that which, was at hand, no one noticed but those same two. And so it went:
"What were you thinking?" Wizard questioned Oujiro with more emotion in his voice than he preferred.
"Nani? What are you talking about Wizard?" Oujiro asked as they walked back to class from lunch.
"The whole gratitude bit, that was a bit much don't you think?" Wizard prodded slightly. He couldn't understand the internal complications going on inside himself, much less explain them to Oujiro, so he simply questioned.
"Iie. I wanted to..." Oujiro smiled at his friend.
"Hai, demo..." Wizard stopped short as Oujiro's smile suddenly became somewhat predatory.
"Ah, matte Wizard. I think you might be a little jealous hm?" Oujiro teased. This was too good to pass up. It was the first clear indication of Wizard liking anyone...at all, except of course, Oujiro.
"N-nani? Don't be daft," Wizard scoffed airily but Oujiro merely chuckled at him.
"Hai, hai. Whatever you say," Oujiro placated Wizard as they walked in turbulent silence to their next class.
Mizawa Rei stared at Misaki as the bright young girl opened her locker and attempted to withdraw the accounted for things, nearly having the tower of leaning books fall on her. Mizawa snickered at the freshman. Then she paused in her bout of derision to examine her "enemy." Misaki, she noted, was short but very slender, petite and, Mizawa grudgingly supposed, cute. And that was okay she also supposed, if you went for that sort of thing.
In contrast, Mizawa Rei was thin, tall and super-model elitist material overall. Her skin was a deep pigment compared to Misaki's fair complexion and her eyes were a bright sharp green compared to Misaki's soft blues. Plus, Misaki had a short haircut whereas Rei's was long. In Rei's mind, there was no reason for her to be undesirable to any of the boys of the school. And that was true for the most part. The majority of the male population at Angelic High would have thought themselves in heaven if she allowed them to even walk near her.
But that was not so with her main objective:
Mihara Oujiro, Prince of the school.
She wanted him.
A while back she had considered Wizard, but found him altogether unapproachable. That icy exterior of his was enough to fend off even her tenacious ways. But Mihara, he was another story. Openly kind and courteous, debonair and intelligent, and incredibly attractive he was everything she wanted in a man, and to her, anything she wanted, she deserved.
And she wanted the best.
And as she was in the same grade as Oujiro, she had been trying since middle school to hook him. Yet all her attempts always backfired. She could not understand why but she kept trying, secretly planning out her next chance to run into Oujiro. It was difficult, for he had a veritable fan club consisting of most of the girls at Angelic, but she managed. And aside from that, most girls, even the ones that liked him, stayed away usually; they knew he was Rei's territory and no one wanted to compete with her.
Rei went back to studying Misaki.
The girl had just managed to close her locker but couldn't seem to get the lock shut with her arms full as they were. Mizawa pounced.
"Ano, do you need any help?" Rei asked kindly, green eyes betraying none of the double motive she had.
"Hai, arigato gozaimasu," Misaki smiled gratefully, attempting a shallow bow while weighed down with all her things. Rei helped steady her.
"Iie, don't do that. You'll drop everything," Rei shook her head.
"Ah...h-hai!" Misaki nodded.
"I'm Mizawa Rei," the green eyed one introduced herself.
"Nice to meet you Mizawa-san! I'm Suzuhara Misaki!" Misaki replied.
"Just Rei-san or Rei is fine," Rei corrected cordially.
"Hai, then Misaki is just fine for me," Misaki also corrected and then the bell rang loud and sound.
"I have to go, demo, arigato again! I'll think of some way to repay you!" Misaki called over her shoulder as she tried to hurry her leaden pace to her next class. Rei smiled a slow, scheming smile.
"Hai, I'm sure you will," Rei whispered as she herself turned to go to class.
Things were working according to plan thus far.
Rei's smile widened. She did so love it when her plans went well.
The last bell rang. School was dismissed for the day.
Misaki breathed a prayer.
She was surprised she had survived her first serious day at high school. As she walked out the front of the school, she lifted her face to the sunshine. It was a warm comfort.
"Matte Suzuhara-san!" She turned to see Kotaro running toward her. She frowned slightly. Had she told him yet to call her simply Misaki? She supposed not.
"Konnichi-wa Kotaro-kun! Ano, could you just call me Misaki, onegai?" Misaki implored and Kotaro mustered a nod and a smile.
"Daijoubu? How was your first day here?" he asked kindly.
"Very well, arigato. So many people were nice to me today; I feel very special," Misaki smiled brightly.
"Well you are!" Kotaro said without thinking and then added quickly, "I mean, we are all special, ne?" he breathed a sigh of relief when Misaki didn't seem too notice his slip. we all are," Misaki confirmed.
"MISAKICHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!" Tamayo came pounding down the front courtyard; Kotaro from practice, ducked, but didn't count on Tamayo's feet. As such, she swept them out from under him and he fell without much warning, onto his back. Tamayo blinked as if first noticing Kotaro and leaned down, curiously. "Ano, Kotaro-chan, what are you doing on the ground?"
"Nani!? What kind of girlfriend attacks her boyfriend as much as you do, eh?" he groaned. Tamayo paused as though thinking and then responded by latching onto Kotaro's arm softly and pecking him on the cheek.
"The kind that loves him!" And Kotaro threw up his hands in submission.
"Hai, I guess you're right. Ne, Misaki-chan?" he grinned up at her from the ground. Misaki offered her hand to help him up.
"I guess so, demo, I don't know a lot about love," she paused and as soon as she saw the worried eyes of Kotaro and Tamayo she waved her hands in negative form.
"Iie! It's not like that. I...I am l-loved...at home..." she paused again, spacing out for a moment. In that moment her heart winced at an emptiness she would not acknowledge but she covered it up as well as she could. She had unknowingly become a master actress for covering up her inner anxiety when she was very young...but that was long ago.
"Ano, what I meant was I don't know about romantic love," Misaki finished.
"Ah, hai! Don't worry Misakichi! Everyone will love you when they meet you! I know," winked Tamayo, grinning.
"N-nani?" Misaki faltered.
"Hai, you're nice and it doesn't hurt that you're cute either!" Kotaro backed up Tamayo's statement without blushing this time and Tamayo then smacked him lightly, remarking on how it was uncouth of him to be so forward, especially with another girl, even if he was right.
"Iie, demo, arigato," Misaki waved her hands in a flustered manner. She couldn't remember the last time she was told she was cute...by anyone other than her family of course.
"AIYAAAA! KOTARO-CHANNNNNN! Gomen Misakichi! We have to run for our karate lessons! Ja neeeee!" Tamayo sped out a farewell as she also sped down the rode, dragging an apologetic looking Kotaro-chan with her. Misaki sighed. They definitely were a pair.
The sky was a vivid blue, like the ocean almost on a very sunny day. Misaki wondered if there was ever a time when one could mix up the sky with the sea and try and walk on water or air not knowing. It was a very fanciful thought; she knew. But she was very much a dreamer. She read manga quite a bit and always loved how the heroines though small, could win over all tribulations.
It was a testament to the small people of the world for Misaki. There were times when she wished she could be one of the characters, a magical knight sent to save a fragmenting world, or a magic sorceress with guardians and magic, or an angel who found love on earth. They seemed so fantastic and made Misaki often feel insignificant, but she loved the stories. Each had its own perspective, much like people.
Misaki's feet padded softly against the ground beneath her as she made her way home. She hummed a soft tune to herself, one she knew by heart, but could never find anywhere on any CDs. She always wondered where it came from. It was sweet and lilting, but for some reason also Misaki could not fathom, when she sang or hummed it, it had a sad undertone. There was a soft breeze transcending the air as her hum turned into the song:
"Someday I'll find you
Alone in this space
Of emptiness where I've waited
For you to embrace
The love I flew over
While passing through my sky
In ever rhythmic footfalls
Asking the heart why
Holding it in myself
To give to you someday
When all tears are gone
With you in the sun, after the rain..."
Misaki let the short lines trail off into the previous silence and was startled to hear clapping. She jumped in surprise and turned to face none other than Oujiro. She flushed. How many times would she embarrass herself before the day was out? She wasn't certain she really wanted to know.
"Sugoi Misaki-chan, that was beautiful," was all he said though and Misaki was stunned.
"A-ano?" she wanted to clarify this; perhaps her hearing was going too.
"I said beautiful Misaki-chan," he smiled.
"Aiya...um, ano, where is Wizard?" she asked, attempting to make him divert his attention which seemed to be so scrutinizing on her.
"He has some things to think about," Oujiro replied amiably and then offered, "Are you going home? May I walk you?"
"Hai, if you like," she nodded shyly and began to walk again. The silence was not uncomfortable and it was broken at intervals by their footsteps, tap, tap, tap...
"Say, this is the way Wizard's home is too," smiled Oujiro conversationally.
"H-honto ni?" she asked, surprised.
"Hai, not far from you I suppose," Oujiro commented.
"H-hai. Here," she pointed as they came to her Aunt's house.
"Ah, ja ne then Misaki-chan," Oujiro bowed and Misaki did the same.
"Ja ne Oujiro-san!" she waved. She just couldn't merely call him Oujiro; it was too impolite and Misaki felt that Oujiro commanded a kind of silent respect that he deserved. Oujiro let it slip. Misaki turned and entered her house, the door and gate clicking shut gently behind her.
"Demo...someday you will just call me Oujiro, ne Misaki-chan?" he asked the air and smiled, standing there a moment longer before walking leisurely away, towards his house, which was also nearby, though further away than Wizard's.
Suzuhara Misaki, thought Oujiro, I am glad to know you.
--------------------------------------------------- Review onegai, and if anyone knows of any other Misaki and Oujiro fics, let me know...I am feeling sadly deprived as I have read all of them on ff.net already...so few...
Next episode: What is Mizawa Rei planning? What goes on with Wizard, Oujiro and the lovable Misaki? And what's this: Misaki, a living shoujo heroine?! Next episode comes soon hopefully as soon as I find some working incentive. ~_~
Arigato for REVIEWING, those who have, please keep doing so! It keeps the story going.
-Kaji Hikage