Yeesh! It has been far, far, far too long since I've updated my fic. I apologize to everyone that I kept waiting. I had writers' block so bad, and I kind of forgot all about it. I know, I know. How could I? I stayed up again last night simply plotting how I wanted the story to go and I think I found a good ending. Don't panic though! This isn't the last chapter. Not by far. I'm just relieved that I have a plot to stick to for once. Hopefully it'll keep me writing. Okay, and now the long overdue chapter 8! Enjoy!
Chapter 8
Aya woke up the next morning to bright and beautiful day. If only her mood could have matched it... She was still utterly confused and torn between two wonderful people, both whom she loved dearly. Her first love, Tooya, was somewhere in a room in the very house that she was. She had wished for this for so long and now it was true, but through the flimsy door in the next room was Yuuhi. A genuinely great guy who could always make her smile, who was there by her side through everything.
"I wonder what he's thinking right now," Aya wondered as she stared at the door separating their rooms.
She laid her head comfortably down on her pillow, but kept her eyes open. She continued to stare until she was rudely interrupted by a loud voice.
"Wake up! Wake up! You've all been asleep for hours!" Mrs. Q. cried out as she skipped happily through the hallways. "I can't take it anymore! I want to know what's gonna happen!"
Yuuhi immediately sat up in his bed, his bloodshot eyes open wide. "Gack! Mrs. Q., go back to sleep. It's too early!" he yelled covering his ears.
Mrs. Q. ran into his room and began jumping up and down on his bed barely missing landing on him each time. "Wake! Up! Wake! Up!" she shouted gleefully with each jump.
"I. Don't. Wanna," Yuuhi replied mumbling with a sour look on his face. He had given up dodging the jumps and resorted to curling up into a ball on the side of the bed. He laid facing the doors which led to Aya's room. Even through all the distractions around him he couldn't help wondering about her.
"Why'd she want him to stay? I still don't get it. We were getting so close, until he came back. I love her, why doesn't she love... Oww! Ow! Ow! Ow!"
A shooting pain ran through Yuuhi's leg and he cried out in pain. "Ow! My leg!"
Aya was intrigued by what was going on and hobbled out of bed to the door. She opened it to find Yuuhi writhing around on his bed in pain clutching his leg while Mrs. Q. watched trying to catch him. Aya simply shrugged. This was normal to her now.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Yuuhi!" Mrs. Q. said in surprise. "Do you want me to kiss it to make it feel better?" She batted her eyes at Yuuhi grinning.
Yuuhi tugged his sheet forward sweeping Mrs. Q. off of her feet and onto the floor. She landed with a loud thud. Much to his surprise, she jumped right back up like a punching bag still with a giant smile upon her face.
"Guess where you have to kiss me now," she blurted out in a singsong voice.
Yuuhi cringed and immediately sped out of his room in a blaze.
"I don't get it. I'm a stunning beauty," Mrs. Q. stated confidently to Aya. "He should be falling to his knees in admiration. There's no one else in this world that looks like me."
"Isn't that the truth," Aya replied meaning it as an insult. Mrs. Q. however, lived in her own little world. She took it as a compliment and walked cheerfully to the kitchen with pride, Aya following behind.
They entered the kitchen to find Suzumi sitting at the table with Tooya. He was clutching the back of his head with both arms, elbows on the table and staring forward intently with his eyes wide as though he'd just seen a ghost. Yuuhi was in the background over the stove cooking breakfast angrily.
"Can this day just get any better?" Yuuhi muttered sarcastically to himself as he stirred the pot furiously.
Aya's breath left her as she stared at Tooya. He was staring back at her. She froze in place nervously as she gazed at him. Her mouth was slightly dropped open and her eyes were full of confusion and pain. His eyes were intense. It was as though they looked into her soul. They remained looking at each other for what seemed like hours, but it was really only a few moments.
"Is this true, Suzumi?" Tooya asked breaking the stare as he turned to face her.
"What? Is what true? What's going on?" Aya wondered.
Suzumi glanced toward Aya with a worried look. "Yes, it's true. Everything that you're remembering really happened."
Tooya looked at Aya again and then back down at the table in front of him.
"Oh! You mean..." Mrs. Q. cried out excitedly.
Suzumi nodded quickly hoping that she would stop right there and let happen what would happen. Of course it just wasn't in Mrs. Q.'s nature to do that though. She was notorious for having a big mouth and immediately blurted out every last detail that Aya didn't know.
"Those headaches he was having last night were more of his memory returning!" Mrs. Q. gasped. "That means he knows that he was in love with Aya before! Ooh goody!"
A clatter came from the background as Yuuhi dropped a plate onto the floor. He had known about the headaches the previous night also, but he was hoping that they weren't what he feared. To hear it all stated so frankly was just as much as he could take.
Aya's jaw dropped and she began blushing feverishly. "Oh, my g... What do I... Should I say... He knows... Does that mean... Oh, my g..." Her thoughts were all incoherent and jumbled together. She couldn't think straight and she couldn't get the dumb look that she was wearing off of her face.
The room was silent.
"Well, somebody's gotta say something. I've been waiting for this for..." Mrs. Q. said checking her watch. "Eight hours thirty-nine minutes and one, two, three seconds!"
"Good morning, everyone!" Chidori greeted cheerfully stretching her arms into the air as she walked into the kitchen. When she saw the looks on everyone's faces, she knew what had happened. Her smile disappeared. "Ohh..."
"Well," Suzumi started trying to break the awkward moment that was taking place. "Since he knows now and he really doesn't have anywhere to go, why doesn't Tooya just stay here with us until he finds somewhere else to go."
"What?" Yuuhi yelled in shock.
"No way! This is not happening! This jerk is not going to be living with us! If he thinks he's gonna be living with us then he's just horribly mistake because he's not going to be living with us. I'm not gonna be cooking meals for this moron!"
"And since you two will be the only guys in the house..." Suzumi began.
"No!" Yuuhi shouted at once gesturing frantically with his hands. "No way!"
"It's either that, or someone gives up their room for him and they bunk with someone else. Those are the options."
"I will graciously give up my room and bunk with Yuuhi," Mrs. Q. immediately commented boldly.
"No!" Yuuhi yelled as he squirmed around frightened.
"Then Mrs. Q. can bunk with Chidori instead," Suzumi stated flatly.
Chidori's head turned in a flash to face Suzumi with a small look of worry on her face. She wore a pained expression, but when Mrs. Q. turned toward her it changed into a forced smile.
"Ooh! This is gonna be so much fun! It'll be like a gigantic sleep over! We can braid each other's hair, and tell ghost stories..." Mrs. Q.'s list rambled on and on.
"Yeah, I know. I know..." Chidori replied trying to act excited. Instead she sounded like a butterfly who's wings had just been brutally chopped off and torn into pieces. Hehe! The forced smile on her face turned into a slight grimace. She looked quite creepy.
"Who wants to room with Yuuhi anyway. He's a buffoon."
Yuuhi was too busy to reply though. He was staring at Aya, who just happened to be staring at Tooya. The same flood of heartbreaking feelings came pouring back and raced into him like a whirlwind. Reality sank in and left him breathless.
Sad, really sad. Again, not much happening. This chapter was needed though. It kind of sets up the plot for what will happen next. Sorry, if I mixed up any details and facts. I just quickly reread all of my previous chapters to get me back on track. I was more concerned with just writing and writing to my heart's desire. I wanted to just let one sentence take me into the next. I'm not one for plotting sadly, but I do have the big events already plotted out. Sometimes it's the little details in between that matter the most though. Please READ and REVIEW! Thank you!