a/n: The thing that I'll be so stupid to do is to give a poll through reviews who will be the partner of Fuuko since I will know the winner. Yet, I encourage you to help me in this fic to determine the real one. The kind or the cold? Just try to answer so that I'll know the pairing of this story. Please voice your thoughts about the story and please give your advices to Utara because this story is based upon her life. She's kinda torn to two guys: the kind one, who always helps her, or the cold one who is always, well, cold on her? That's a too serious thing to discuss if you're only 14 yrs. old! But silly, not everything that I placed here happened, of course!
JOIN THE REVIEW POLL: WHO WILL BE FUUKO'S PARTNER UNDER THE BLUE MOON? DON'T GIVE THE NAMES, YOU HAVE TWO OPTIONS: her crush who is very kind to her or the one who loves her but hides his feelings behind a cold character?
CHAPTER 3: LOST
"Ganko, you brat!" Fuuko muttered under her breath as she nervously searched the department store. "Excuse me?" she asked a saleslady.
"Hm?" she asked back. "May I help you?"
Fuuko bit her lip and said, "Have you seen a blonde girl wearing a green blouse and skirt?"
"I'm sorry. Maybe the costumer service can help you with this matter."
Fuuko bowed her head and ran towards the counter. She asked the same question to her but, like the saleslady, the people behind the counter didn't know. They announced the loss of Ganko, describing her by appearance.
"How old is she?" one of the ladies asked.
Fuuko frowned a little. "Fifteen."
The lady chortled before continuing her announcement.
She whispered angrily to herself, "For goodness sake, Ganko! You're fifteen years old!"
The lady smiled pitifully at Fuuko after the announcement. "We'll just page you if we found the girl."
"Thank you," Fuuko said uneasily. She walked away, trying to find Ganko herself. She twisted this way and that but she saw no sign of the ruthless brat. She turned right, to the Floral Section and started looking.
"Fuuko-san!" a familiar voice shouted behind her. With that voice, Fuuko breathed with reprieve. As she turned around, she started babbling; "Ganko, I've been so worried about you, where the hell did you…?" she stopped dead as she made her 360-degree turn complete.
"Fuuko, is that what you look like when you're worried?" Tokiya asked with her signature icy voice and sadistic smirk (a/n: I mean his signature look in this fic).
Fuuko glared at him with dark eyes and pointed her finger at him. "What are you doing here?"
Tokiya snorted. "That's none of your business because I have also the right to go here. I don't know if you're really working under me or not. I…"
A saleslady approached Tokiya, apparently trying to catch up to him, carrying some papers. She bowed low while gasping for breath and said, "Sir, Madame Kiritsubo wishes you to sign this."
Tokiya took the pen and started scribbling several pages. Ganko stared at him with awe and Fuuko suddenly realized what he meant that 'he has the right to go here.' Tokiya finished his continuous scribbling and returned the folder with his gentleman manner. "Take this to Iyo immediately. You don't want to annoy her," he shrugged his shoulders and winked.
"He is so kind to his employees," Fuuko's mind started to whisper with a giggling voice.
The saleslady approached her nearby companion and started to giggle while walking towards the escalator. "Flirts," Fuuko muttered.
Ganko cleared her throat. "You mean you own this place?"
Tokiya tilted his head and smirked. "Obviously, yes. But that doesn't stop you from strolling this place, right Ms. Kirisawa?"
Fuuko rolled her eyes. "What a windy day," she sighed loudly to let Tokiya hear her.
Tokiya smiled in a friendly way as a young boy approached him. "What happened?" he asked kindly to the young boy.
"I'm lost!" the boy cried.
Tokiya patted his back and held his hand. "I'll take you to the Costumer Service so that your parents can find you."
As he left, he accidentally hit the shoulder of the dumbstruck Fuuko. "How come Tokiya is so kind to strangers?" she asked herself angrily.
"Are you jealous?" her subconscious mind teased.
Fuuko merely smirked as she held Ganko's hand violently. "Come on! We're going home. I'm not in the mood today."
Ganko chuckled. "Tomorrow?"
"Whatever. Just not in this frickin' mall."
She made a turn heading to the other way again but something unexpected met her eyes. She let go of Ganko.
"Hi, Fuuko," Raiha said politely.
Fuuko was bit of dazed so it took Ganko's elbowing on her back before she replied, blushing furiously.
"By the way, I'm going. Sorry for the trouble," Raiha said, bowing low before entering the department store.
Ganko stared at her as Raiha turned right. "Don't tell me that you like him," she confirmed.
Fuuko nodded absentmindedly. However, after waking up from her daydream, she yelled unexpectedly, "What did I say?" Almost all of the shoppers stared at her like crazy. "Sorry," she replied meekly.
"Ganko smiled cannily and said, "You have just admitted that you like Raiha. As in you have a crush on him!"
"That is so not-true," Fuuko replied confidently.
Ganko beamed but eventually her smile faded. "But you look well with the owner of this mall?" she said like an innocent child.
"Stop this nonsense and let's go home," the windy girl replied, holding Ganko's hand and half-dragging her out. I don't want to get inside this mall, EVER!"
Ganko waved her hand. "Yeah, right. Whatever." With a last glance on the extravagant mall, she sighed, "Someday, you'll return to that place and you will be called 'Madame' by all those salesladies." She continued musing dreamily as Fuuko tried to block her out by covering her ears. After minutes, her patience-o-meter shot up and she said, "Can't you just shut up on that thing for a while? Maybe you would like to have Mi-chan because YOU'RE DREAMING TOO MUCH!" Fuuko finally shouted.
Ganko silenced but she asked her as they headed for the bus stop. "Why don't you choose Tokiya-san as your partner? Aside from he's nice, he's also rich!"
"Duh! I'd rather have the wind as my boyfriend. Besides, Raiha is so much higher than him, even though he's not as rich as that guy," Fuuko replied.
When they reached their house, a champagne rose was found tied to the door lock of her house. "Suitors, Ganko?" she asked her companion.
"Clearly, all of my classmates know that I like pink roses. Duh! Who would give champagne ones to me?" She looked at the note tied with a white ribbon around the stem of the rose. "Besides, it is addressed fro you."
Fuuko removed the rose from its resting place. "Who in the world knows that you love champagne roses? You haven't told that to anyone, not even to your mother!" her mind wondered.
"Fuuko?" a voice from the back started. It was Raiha, carrying an identical rose in his hand.
"Raiha?" Fuuko blushed red. "What are you doing here?"
Raiha smiled sweetly that Fuuko's eyes flashed. "I just dropped by to give you this." He placed the other rose on Fuuko's hand where she held the other one. He looked momentarily through her beautiful purple eyes and he edged his face nearer and as Fuuko thought that he would kiss her, he whispered softly, "I care."
Fuuko looked at him with innocent confusion. "What do you mean?" she asked, trying to prove that she didn't hear his first statement.
Raiha's posture resumed to normal as he said, "That is the meaning of the two roses." He mouthed the words "I care" once again and left.
"What was that?" Ganko asked with suspicion.
Fuuko shook her head and led Ganko inside the house. "Don't be a nosy git."
However, as Fuuko laid herself on her bed, she started to think, "Do you think Raiha is the one?" her stupid brain asked sleepily.
"Geez, maybe, maybe not." Fuuko turned to the side. "I don't know. But certainly, falling for someone like Mi-chan is really stupid."
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Tokiya sighed as he removed his glasses and placed his book on the table. "Maybe I have to be a little kinder to her so that she won't go ballistic on me," he suggested to himself.
"I really don't know. If you are too kind, she'll have an idea about this. Maybe not that cool."
"Whatever, I can't help feeling different everytime I see her. I don't know why I want to grab her and kiss her. I don't know why I want her to be mine," Tokiya sighed.
"Jerk! Then make your move! Don't be a git and do something to, you know, please her."
"Well, I think I must," Tokiya replied to his shadow as he settled himself. "Tomorrow, then."
A/n: Ha! Raiha: 1 point and Tokiya: 0 point… what will be next?
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