A/N: I know, I know, I know, I KNOW! I'm sorry everyone, I'd like to thank my reviewers for inspiring me to continue. I won't bore you though, if I have anymore readers, I'm sure everyone is just skipping to the story anyway

Disclaimer: I do not own Harvest Moon

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Chapter 4: A quick visit

(Nami's pov)

I awoke the next morning to a VERY loud knock on my door. I groaned, sitting up and glancing at my clock. It was nine in the morning. "What do you want?" I snapped collapsing back on my bed and glaring at the door.

Apparently, the knocker decided that was my way of saying, "come in and have some cookies" because they entered, a big grin on their face.

"Rock," I stated flatly. I was actually very surprised, Rock stayed out usually as late as I did, sometimes even later. I was used to waking up early, and not seeing him leave his room until at least 11 AM, usually noon.

He was carrying a tray containing pancakes and orange juice. "Feeling better?" he asked in a cheery voice, tripping and almost dropping the tray on the floor. "I'm okay!" he said, re-gaining his balance and plopping the tray on the bed next to me.

I just stared at it, as if not comprehending the thing in front of me was in fact food, and that it was in fact Rock, who had brought it to me. What had he done to it? He wouldn't have brought it to me out of his own free will; at least I didn't think he would. I looked up at him blankly, and he shrugged. "My mom asked me to bring it up."

Ah, that made a lot more sense. No longer fearing food poisoning (I had experience with Rock's cooking, and never wanted to have the experience again), I positioned the tray better so I could eat easily.

"So, are you feeling better?" Rock asked cautiously.

I merely nodded, and apparently satisfied, he left to do whatever it is he does all day. I think he does the same thing as me, wanders over town. I don't usually see him; I think he spends most of his time in the forest.

Finishing the breakfast I decided I could get up today. I didn't feel nearly as bad as I did yesterday and I needed some fresh air.

I took a deep breath as I left the inn, glad to be outside again. I loved it outside, I always seemed to feel so enclosed, almost trapped when I was inside to long.

It was almost 11, Celia should be outside by now. As I began the journey towards her farm, I saw jack leaving his.

"The world hates me," I muttered to myself, hoping he wouldn't speak to me, but my hope was in vain. Who was I kidding, of course he would speak to me, he wouldn't leave me alone!

"Hi, are you feeling any better?" he asked.

"Yes," I said, continuing to walk by without stopping or giving him a second glance. I could imagine the drop in his eyes, and sighing to myself, turned my head. "Those light pickles were pretty good by the way," I said as I continued to walk backwards. "If you ever make some more…" I trailed off and turned around, continuing towards Celia.

Seeing her and Marlin out in the fields, I took a seat on the fence, just watching. Marlin didn't acknowledge me, I didn't expect him to.

"Hello Nami!" Celia said brightly, walking up to my position on the fence. She leaned her weight against it, looking up at me.

"What do you think of Jack?" I asked slowly, giving her a side-glance. Her face registered surprise, but a blush did not grace her cheeks.

"Oh I like him alright I suppose, he's sweet, kind, funny, but we're just friends. I don't plan on being more with him." A sly smirk crept on her face, one I didn't like one bit. "Why, do you like him?"

I swung my legs back and forth, keeping both hands on the fence for balance so I wouldn't fall over backwards. I looked away from her face, still with a smirk in place, and looked over the fields.

Did I like him? No, not really. I mean, he didn't seem as annoying as before, but I wasn't about to propose to him or anything. It was nice he went through all the trouble just to brighten my day, but he had to learn that he didn't have to run up to me every time he saw me.

"I-I'm not sure," I said. Her smirk widened. "I mean, I don't find him as annoying as he was before, but he still is annoying," I reassured her.

Celia smiled. "Maybe you're just getting to know him. Maybe you should visit his farm."

"Maybe I will."

The next morning I headed to his farm. It was about quarter to noon, the time I usually saw him wandering around town (not that I was looking for him or anything). I was hoping just to get a look around without running into him, just to see how his farm was doing. I walked up to his pasture and looked over it. The green grass was long, swaying slightly in the breeze. I smiled slightly, but suddenly heard a door opened.

I turned around, surprised, to see Jack. Before he could even open his mouth to say anything, I interrupted him. "I'm fine, go back to work."

"Whatever you say," Jack said, and went back to work.

I hadn't expected him to do that. "Really?" I asked, surprised. "Thanks." So I went back to looking around his farm.

I knelt down in front of one of his fields, the soil didn't look very fertile, which might be why he had nothing growing there. Maybe he should get fertilizer for it I thought to myself. I moved on to another field, inspecting his tomatoes, it was all he had planted so far, but they looked like they were growing well.

I continued slowly around the farm, taking in all the buildings, and the small doghouse. I stopped to look at his cow, which walked up to me. I patted her from across the fence, then walked back to Jack. "Well, bye then…" I said slowly. He smiled, and I turned around, walking back towards the inn.

Maybe he wasn't so bad after all.

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I know, shorter then usual, and I'm sorry. I've been swamped with homework though, so during winter vacation I'll try to get more up. I just went through the entire first year, writing down dialog for Nami's events. Now I want to re-do it because I want to see the alternate proposal. -- Oh well. Please review, sorry again!