Let It Enfold You
by: xanim3ang3lx
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Disclaimer: I do not own FLCL or Ecko or this poem.
Authors Notes: Hey everyone this is my second FLCL fic, and it's a little bit different than the rest. The chapters start off with a poem and as you know it's not mine. So have fun reading it, it's more of an introspective fic.
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Naota POV
Chapter 6
Thoughts trapped inside the box, concede the dying numbers.
Patterns mold designs. Capsized time.
A kaleidescope of styles, inside the cannon fodder smashing the shape of things to critisize.
-Brandon Bondeghan
My eyes glided across the tiles of the floor, it seemed to blur under the flourescent white lights.
High School.
I can hear everyone's voices but they seem so muffled when I'm like this.
Concentrated. Fixated.
My thoughts flew out of my head as I received a pat on the back.
"Dude Naota.. I swear you're on drugs."
I shrugged.
Nahh.. just thinking about things.
"Like girls...?"
I turned around.
Ahh.. Gaku, I don't even know why you bother thinking about them since they'll obviously never like you.
Masahi laughed.
"Ever since that Haruko girl, you've been so cocky about it.."
I turned around to open my locker.
Maybe...
They both set their backs against the locker. The two biggest fools in school. Gaku wore his track jacket, a black one with a pair of jeans, and his trademark glasses. Masashi dressed as if his mother blindly took out clothes from his closet.
I held in a laugh.
"Well look who it is..." I heard Gaku whisper to me and Masashi.
The entire hall smelled like lilacs.
And I heard her voice.
"Morning Masashi, Gaku, and.."
She sounded slightly shocked.
"Naota."
I could never forget the way she always said my name, with her hidden intolerance, and hatred towards me.
Because my father broke her family.
My books fell as I turned around to face her.
She knelt down and I did too as we both scrambled to get the AP English, Sociology, and Calculus books.
"I haven't seen you since last spring" she said quietly.
Well I've been out for the summer Ninamori...
She stopped and handed the English book to me. She looked so vulnerable.
"Ahh I'll see you guys later, my class is on the third floor."
Then in an instant she hurried off.
Gaku and Masashi eyes glazed over.
Ugh you guys are perverts.
Masashi looked angry "Don't tell me you don't think she's gorgeous!"
I stared at her as she walked off, Ninamori was always plain to me, she had a cute face, but the way she carried herself just wasn't sexy per se.
Nothing like Haruko,
or God forbid.
Mammimi.
I guess she's ok...
Gaku chimed in "How hot is she in those pants? I loved her top, the purple with sparkles really shows off the size of her-"
The bell rang, and it resounded throughout the corridors.
All 700 people in the school made their way directly to their homeroom. Except for me, Masashi, and Gaku.
You guys are sick but I'll see you later.
Gaku and Masashi burst out laughing.
"All right see you" they said in unison, and they raced off in opposite directions.
The intercom made it's usually noise. A gameshow "ding" and a random fanfare followed after.
"Well, welcome back everyone, it's been a long summer hasn't it? Many things are going on at our school the following week.-"
Random announcements.
I never pay attention to this shit.
I hear their voices. All the talk about summer and whether they will hang out after school. The classrooms adjacent to me, the foreign air about being back with these people.
After a summer spent alone.
"Will Nanabada Naota please report to the principal's office. I repeat."
I hear all of them go "oohhh." And I see a teacher's head pop through the door, she stares at me as if I had just received a death sentence and I shrugged and made my way through the personless hallways.
The tiles still blurred my vision. They made it seem as if it was a maze. Blue and white. Blue and white.
Aha.
I stopped in front of the door, and quickly tucked my shirt into my pants. My jeans were too tight to try to make it fit in and some specks of my white button down bulged out from the sides. I straightened my black tie, and held my breath as I opened the door.
The attendant immediately recognized me. She smiled and pulled a pen out of her brown hair. Her violet sweater seemed incoherent. Principal's offices for those who followed the utmost letter of the school law, not for nice women with cute smiles.
"Naota, go in."
She made a hand gesture for me to go in and I smiled at her.
"Sure Miss."
I walked through the office and reached for the brass doorknob.
With some force it gave way.
"Naota, shut it."
His office was plain, brown carpet, fish tank with some 5 cent goldfish, some cheap glass paperweight no doubt given to him by his wife, some pictures on a bulletin board, and tremendous amounts of paperwork littered his desk.
"Ahh.. Naota.. in the office again, can't even make it to school without getting in a fight I see."
Get this over with I have a long day.
He looked at me and smirked.
I felt myself drift off to looking out the window and saw two birds out on the limb of a tree.
One suddenly flew away, as the other one watched as its partner moved towards the glittering horizon.
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