Okay, this is chapter two coming up … This chapter is a bit longer than the other, so yeah I guess that's a good thing
Disclaimer: yeah, I do not own any aspect of Gravitation. Maki Murakami does, the genius. But I wish to adopt my little Suguru, though TT
"If These Pages Could Talk …" Chapter 2- The Not so Uninvited Guest
March 22
I jumped out of my bed in excitement to the phone call I had received this morning. I'm not usually a morning person but, this was the mother of all exceptions. Mr. Nakano was having his apartment painted and needs a place to stay. With occasional reasoning with my parents, I am sure to have my victory. Father disagreed, of course. My mother, on the other hand always favored Mr. Nakano. He was what she saw as a impacting influence. Well, when all else fails, my mother has great tastes.
Keeping my thoughts hidden under
A delicate porcelain mask.
Try not to be too direct
Or else my heart may crack.
My grin soon waxed to that of a smile. At last, after all of my patient waiting I get an opportunity to get close to the godly radiant Mr. Nakano. I made sure the house was in the best of condition, while a drastically wagered a game play. My mind on the game and his heart was the prize.
By and By,
I continue to try …
Gazing at my reflection in the mirror washing all the sleep away, I noticed a few tears running down the rims of my eyes. I was always taught to be truthful to myself, by my parents and cousin Tohma. But, I have an ominous feeling about it all, especially it Tohma were to find out of it. Is it a bad thing to love him?
My oh my,
Again I cry …
Out of stupidity, a laugh passes through my lips. It was so funny how I thought obsessing over a person to the point of tears was redundant. Yet, here I stand crying. What would he think of me? Can his soul reach through this barrier of reluctance?
Try to be brave,
And the reward may be greater than life.
Alas, a knocking came upon my door. Quickly running down the stairs pushing my mother and father aside, who then thought I was a bit crazy, I opened the door to see my Hiroshi standing before me. My Hiroshi? Oh boy, I'm getting too confident. Before me he stood, wearing a black jacket with matching black jeans and a white tee. I didn't realize at that point I was blushing. When he came to touch my face in concern of the flushing color, the mood was then broken by "Mother dearest."
"Suguru! Oh dear, you are so red. Do you have a fever?" She asked.
Oh thanks a whole lot, mother. Just when I had him right where I wanted him. God, I need to move out.
"I am fine, mother." I exclaimed, hiding the pisses mood I was in of the whole thing.
Hiroshi smiled and greeted my mother. Ah, Hiroshi. I may get used to using his name. What can I say? It just felt so good.
Lovely admiration
Beyond your gift of guitar
Our music would blend
Yet, I love you from afar.
Before I knew what was going on, mother was dragging me to my bedroom, implying that I was ill. I yelped, kicked and punched in acts of rebellion. My attempts were in vain as father too, forced me to obey. NO! He was right THERE! So close yet, so very far.
Laying in my bed, for some reason the tears wouldn't stop. Perhaps, I was scared. Scared of how far I may go, in my own home, no less. Hearing my door creak open, my eyes directed the dazzling frame of Hiroshi who stood beneath the threshold.
"Suguru." He called out in a voice that nearly made me melt.
Quickly wiping the glossy tears from my face and forcing a warm smile on, I sat up and looked towards him. God only knows how much troubles I hide behind this smile.
"Yes, … Mr. Nakano?" I choked.
Stupid, Stupid, STUPID! Why do you sound so scared? I usually keep my cool around him at rehearsals. But he's just so … attractive. How could I not be nervous?
There you stood in front
With concern on your face.
At most, I really hoped
Our thoughts could relate.
He walked over and sat at the edge of my bed. I trembled slightly before regaining my composure. Blinking, he set his hand on mine.
"Are you not well?" he smiled softly.
"What makes you come upon that thought?" I replied.
"Well, it's only 5:15 and you are already in your bed." He examined me for a moment and gave a smirk. "In adorable pajamas, no less."
OOH! Him and his wisecracks! Although I hated them, as long as they came form his mouth, I adored them so.
His eyes stare into mine
This feeling was so great.
If only time would stop
This memory wouldn't fade.
I laughed somewhat at his comment and gave him a look. I could tell he had something on his mind. But, I'm too afraid to ask.
"Suguru?" His voice spoke to me again.
"Y-yes?" I yelped. Again I panic. This MUST stop!
"It's still early, how about we go out to catch a movie or something?"
"A movie."
"Yes, a movie. Don't tell me you are going deaf too. You have to stop hanging around Shuichi." He joked.
At that, I jumped out of my bed and stripped down to my underwear and T-shirt. Oh My God! I'm stripping in front of Hiroshi! I blushed, grabbed my clothes and dashed to the bathroom.
Wiping my face in the running water, I scolded myself. 'How could you do such a thing? How could you be so careless?' I thought as I placed on my green sweater with beige khaki pants. I couldn't tell what was going on behind closed doors but, I certainly hope he liked what he saw. Even if it was the smallest bit of admiration. 'Don't think like that!' I again scolded myself. At times, though many may not believe it, I can be somewhat of a pervert.
Love makes you do
Things you may regret-
As long as it works out
To be dynamic.
I smiled and opened the door once again confronting Hiroshi. He smiled along with me as he laid a hand out, embracing my own, escorting me out of the door. I had a feeling this could be a real date if I just played my cards right. Try to keep my cool. And stop being so SHY! Little did I know he saw me from the corner of his eye.
"You look so adorable." He teased. "Like a child on their first day of pre-school."
He said I was "adorable!" I could only blush a bit more. Hey, wait a minute! Per-school? There he goes again challenging my sugar coated look. Not that it's a problem to me.
We are staring face to face
Closely we would walk.
I may not even regret
If the pages of this diary could talk …
Chapter 2- END
That was chapter two! I hope you liked it. Well please review and tell me what you think.