miling : Yeah, me too! I'm starting to think everyone likes a jealous Mi-chan, trying ever so hard to suppress his feelings but to no avail! How sad...
Sabaku no Aruka : So, you're into the angsty stuff, eh? Well, I'll try inserting that... and when I do, I'll dedicate it to you... :D
chidori-san : Congratulations! Welcome to college hell (if you've just graduated or about to graduate from HS). Lol. Well, that can't be helped since one of them will eventually get hurt... and some are asking for it in a physical way. Hehehe.
yvonne : Of course Yuu-kun's interested in toot... hehehe. :P Yuu and FUuko usually do hang out together since Aiko introduced them and could you imagine the torture Mi-chan would fall in - and I'm planning to do that - once he hangs out with her? Lol! Don't worry, I'm still working on it.
bishie tezuka : Ah, one of my new reviewers. The longest review I have ever received and I thank you for it. Thanks also for taking time reading these ramblings of mine. :D
Alex : I can't, even if I wanted to! Honestly, he's also starting to grow on me. But, hey, I just base it on experience. You know 'my-sister's-friend-and-I-were-introduced-and-I-usually-hanged-out-with-them-and-I-ended-up-getting-close-to-her' kind of stuff. :P
akire5e : I'll say this in Filipino... ano gusto mo para sa kanila, away o gulo? Hehehe. Just kidding. I do hope there will be a part where they do get to engage in a fight.
Mi-chan - Oh my beautiful face! XD
TIMES : Sure... this is for you. :P
Literary Obsessions Chapter Seven : Damsel in Distress
Fuuko was glad Mina hasn't come back yet when she arrived. The latter would've badgered her for going out with Yuu for dinner and refusing her offer. She peeled off her jacket and took one last good look at the hairclip Yuu gave her, then switched on her laptop to continue on her paper.
The next day, Yuu was already on the SC Office ten minutes before Mikagami arrived. Both of them were already known to hang around the office at times, but Mikagami only stay put when Yuu was also there. Mikagami gave his sempai a nod then sat down on his own desk beside Yuu's.
"So, what is it you wanted to talk about?" Yuu started. Mikagami remained silent for a few seconds. He looked at his sempai before talking.
"It's about what you told me. The fact that I should start getting more friendly." Mikagami winced at the word inwardly. "It seems to be working..."
Yuu smiled, satisfied with what Mikagami had said. "But, with only one person." Mikagami continued. Yuu looked sternly at the sophomore. "And that would be?" He asked, pretending not to know.
"You know very well who, sempai. I haven't been spending time with anyone except with you two."
Yuu slowly nodded his head. "Oh. And you came to me because?"
"It bothers me."
They both fell silent. Yuu waited for him to continue and Mikagami waited for a question from Yuu. Yuu broke the silence. "Why does that bother you?"
Mikagami then stood up from his seat. He went near the window and looked outside. "I honestly don't know."
Yuu almost broke into a fit of laughter. Since the first time they talked, this was the first time he said that. Even if he hadn't known him as long as Fuuko did, he was quite sure that Mikagami has never used the term in his entire life... yet. Too bad the conversation was supposed to stay serious and he sure knew that Mikagami would think that it isn't any laughing matter. So, he settled into a smirk.
"Is that so?" Yuu also stood up and went to Mikagami's side. He also looked out the window and was quite surprised at what he saw.
Fuuko was in their line of sight, along with some other students. He cast Mikagami a side glance. "Well, sorry man, I can't help you with that anymore. You'd have to figure it out for yourself..." Yuu then patted Mikagami on the back slightly before turning around. "Maybe you could ask for her help with that, since she knew you longer than I did. Besides, she's the one you're having problems with." He then started walking towards the door. As he turned the knob, he took one last look at Mikagami. "Seriously, you're making the matters too complicated." Then he left the sophomore alone in the SC Office.
Mikagami continued looking at the window, or for that matter, at Fuuko. He was now wondering on what he should do about his feelings. His thoughts kept debating inside him and his head started to hurt even if he tried so hard not to think about it. He clenched his fists. He wanted to punch something, but was able to restrain himself. He glanced at Fuuko, who was still outside. Grabbing his books rather hastily, he decided to go out and maybe, greet her.
Fuuko was now trying her best not to listen and kill the students of Tokyo U. 'Maybe I should've stayed at the Students Center where I can brood alone.' She was sitting at one of the tables near the Science Department Building, and the students seemed profoundly interested in her that each time two or so student passed by, they would whisper something against each other, then look at her again, then their face would be something god-knows-what. It was thoroughly exasperating, and she wanted to get away, fast.
'Just stay for five more minutes, then, you can just forget about attending class for today.' She thought. Then, another group of whispering girls passed by her. She groaned. 'Ok, that's it!'
She banged her hand on the table that it made a hard thud, then glared at the group. The girls almost jumped at what she did and immediately got out of sight. Fuuko grabbed her hand bag and books, stood up and almost bumped into someone. She almost fell over due to her abrupt halt, but the person in front of her balanced her by catching Fuuko by her arms. Her feet slightly got out of balance and her right foot pushed the heel of her sandals to the side. She winced in pain.
"Itai..." she said softly. She then looked at the person who caught her. She removed his hands from her arms like he was carrying anthrax or something. "What the hell were you trying to do? Kill me?" Fuuko spat while trying to balance herself on one foot. She tried stepping her other foot again, only to result obvious pain.
"From the way I see it, you were the one who almost bumped into me, Kirisawa." Mikagami said while staring at her trying to balance. Fuuko held on to the table and sat herself down again, then tended to her now semi-swollen ankle. She looked at Mikagami and glared at him. "Mou, look what you did! How do you suppose I attend training now?"
Mikagami didn't mind her. He placed his books onto the table and went in front of her. "Hey, what do you think you're doing?" Fuuko blurted as Mikagami gentle placed his fingers on her right ankle. She looked at him curiously as he patted the swell gently with his fingers, then placed his hands underneath it.
"Ouch! Hey, that hurts, Mi-chan!" Fuuko shouted and Mikagami glared at her. She then abruptly took her foot back and patted it with her own hands trying to relieve the pain. "It's swollen. You need to wrap that up." Mikagami said, sitting himself beside her in the bench.
"I thought you're studying to be a lawyer? Did you shift courses?" Fuuko said, eyeing him suspiciously.
"Funny. The last time I checked, I wasn't the athlete who's supposed to be agile and quick." Mikagami spat back at her. She responded by glaring at him murderously. Thank goodness it was only a glare. She really wanted to kill him then. He only stared back at her, one eyebrow raised at her.
"Mikagami-sama! Noooooo!" a girl shreiked, then ran away. Fuuko's attention snapped back to the students... and saw all of them whispering, crying, fainting, wailing and teasing at them. She gave out an exaperated sigh. She grabbed her stuff again and stood up. She tried to walk but to no avail. She was very much surprised when Mikagami handed her his books and placed his arms around her waist and half-carried her. The wails and whispers grew even louder. "Mi-chan..."
"Come on, I'll assist you home." He almost dragged her out of sight. But before they can leave, Fuuko, wanting so much to get back at the ever immature student body. "OH GROW UP!" She screamed at them. Mikagami winced and cursed. He then literally dragged her out of the school or she might commit massive murder.
"Let me go, Mi-chan! I can walk you know!" Fuuko protested rather loudly as Mikagami dragged her in the streets. People were already looking at them and would end up whispering.
"Sure, you can, monkey." Mikagami answered sarcastically and ignored her pleas. Fuuko then stopped and glared at the two boys who just passed by. Mikagami, annoyed at the sudden halt, almost pushed Fuuko forward with the arm he had on her waist.
"Ouch!" Fuuko winced as she stumbled slightly forward. She glared at Mikagami. They arrived at her hostel after twenty minutes of almost dragging her along the pavement. But still, Mikagami didn't let her go. Instead, he stared at the door atop the stairs.
"Uh, Mi-chan?" She called him as she looked at his face in a weird way. "I can walk up by myself now... so, you can let go of me." She said as she tugged on his hand, but his grip still wouldn't loosen.
"What floor is your room in?" He asked nonchalantly. Her eyes widened and she panicked. She thought of a lie that would make him leave. There was no way she was going to make him walk her to her room.
"Uh..." she thought and refused to look at him. "It's only on the first floor, so no need to worry! Ahehehe..." she laughed nervously, which made Mikagami notice she was lying.
"You're lying."
"No, I'm not!"
He shook his head then started dragging her again. She almost tumbled out of his hold. Good thing he had a good grip and quick reflexes. "Hey!" she shouted but he chose not to listen to her as he walked upwards the stairs then assisted her in going up. She mumbled some unintelligible words but he chose to disregard it. As they reached the top, he opened the door and walked her in.
'There's nothing that's making this guy leave!' Fuuko thought as she huffed. He then walked her towards the staircase and stopped in front of it. "Well, what floor, monkey?"
'No use lying now.' She sighed in disbelief at the ice man beside her. "Third floor."
He then posed to let go of her. She was about to sigh in relief and thank God for it, when he bent down and placed his hands behind her knees and scooped her up. She almost screamed in surprise.
"You don't suppose I would be dragging you all the way to the third floor, do you?" Mikagami asked as Fuuko looked at him with a bewildered expression on her face. She looked away as she felt something rushing to her face. Mikagami then started ascending the stairs. It was a good thing it was only nine thirty, and everyone was still at school.
As they reached the third floor, they had managed not to bicker at each other. Fuuko had managed to hold her pout and Mikagami mentally smirked at this as he gave her a few glances. He only placed her down when they arrived in front of her door. She took her keys out and unlocked the door. She leaned on the door to prevent further pain from her right foot. She tried hopping lightly but her heels might give in.
'Damn, so much for fashion.' She thought as she looked at the now ruined sandals. She heaved a sigh. When she turned around to close the door, he was still standing there, watching her trying to hop around and cause another sprained ankle.
Fuuko didn't say a word, but Mikagami had let himself in, assisting her in the process, towards the bed. "Here, sit."
She looked at him with utmost perplexity, but remained seated on her bed. He removed the sandal on her left foot and settled it down beside the one with the broken heel. His face turned serious as he picked up her right foot and massaged it slightly. The swell had grew even more, and she was wincing every now and then, even if he didn't move it. He placed it down and stood up. She sighed in relief, thinking that he was already leaving.
"Do you have ice in here, Kirisawa?" he asked her.
"Huh?"
"We need to put ice in that, or it might swell like a pumpkin... Not that I care." Mikagami said with sarcasm on the way as he checked around with his eyes. He only found a small refrigerator. Not awaiting her answer, he went towards it and checked for ice. Finding nothing, he went back at her.
Fuuko was about to be touched at his concern, until she noticed how sarcastic Mikagami's statement was. She frowned as he turned to their fridge. She knew there wasn't ice there, but she made him check anyways. Surely, there wasn't any for he came back empty handed.
"Why not use the ensui to make some, ice boy?" She suggested. "Or better yet, use your icy demeanor instead. I'd bet it would even freeze hell over."
It was now his turn to frown. This girl really needed to learn how to match her tongue with her new look. It was such an undesirable combination. "Gratitude, monkey." He spat back at her.
"Fine. Maybe I'll kiss your feet later." She defended herself while glaring at Mikagami. "Last time I checked, I wasn't asking for your help."
"Last time I checked, you were on the verge of crawling back to your own room while the whole student body watches you and make stories out of you." Mikagami replied, his face devoid of any emotion. He never backed down on a fight, even if it was a verbal one. Fuuko would be the first to go down.
"Like I give a damn about that." She mumbled. He pretended not to hear it, and started stepping out the door, smiling at his apparent victory. It was a sign that Fuuko had already admitted defeat because she didn't say out loud whatever she was supposed to throw back at him.
"I'll go and look for something cold enough to put on that ankle of yours. Don't move around." He ordered before shutting the door. She only stared at the closed door.
Now, she was truly touched... even if she's a little bit annoyed at Mi-chan's style of trying to help her.
A/N: Well... I got a bit lazy on writing and a busy around DDR (as mentioned above). Waaah, I wish I would soon get back on track. Do your usual stuff people, but please don't kill me! I know that you want to... :P