Fight for Love!


15th Fight: Love Letter

"Mikan, you've been behaving weirdly recently. What's wrong?" Hotaru asked impassively.

"For the millionth time, nothing is wrong. I'm fine," I assured with a grin.

Hotaru turned to Yoichi and spoke softly, but loud enough for me to hear, "It's so obvious that Mikan is hiding something from us since last Friday. Does she even consider us as her best friends?"

"Of course, I do! I have nothing to hide from you guys!" I retorted.

"That's a relief then," Yoichi muttered and grinned as well.

Hotaru looked at me with narrowed eyes, as if she was trying to read my mind. After when it seemed that she could not obtain an answer out of me, she turned around and walked to her locker which was very close to us. Of course, we followed her. She opened her locker and remained very silent as she stopped and stared inside it. Usually, Hotaru would immediately take her stuffs or books out from her locker so that she could be early for homeroom. However, she was standing there without reaching out to her stuffs or books inside the locker and her eyes were locked onto something.

"Is there something wrong?" Yoichi questioned curiously and took a peek inside the dark locker.

Almost instantly, his face turned light pink and returned back to his original composure like nothing had happened. Curiosity got the better of me as well as I tiptoed and stole a glimpse inside her locker. There were indeed books, some cool unknown gadgets and a small pink letter inside it.

Hey, I did not know that Hotaru would fancy pink colour! Was that why she had collected this cute little pink letter as a souvenir?

So, what was her problem?

"Are you all right, Hotaru?" I asked worriedly.

Hotaru let out a heavy sigh and muttered, "Yeah..."

She finally moved her arms and took the cute pink letter out. She flipped the letter to the back, revealing a heart-shaped sticker.

"... but what's with this love letter?"

I gasped in surprise and patted her shoulder excitedly.

"Oh, somebody is in love with you! How sweet!" I cooed.

Hotaru shrugged and said monotonously, "I don't want to hear that coming from you, Mikan. Is that right, Yoichi?"

"What is that supposed to mean?" I snapped and looked at Yoichi.

He opened his mouth a little but quickly closed it with a light blush on his cheeks and said, "L... Let's go now before our lessons start."

I had just realised that Yoichi was getting quieter, more distant and more shy than before. It was true that he was a composed person but whenever he and I were together, he would talk to me endlessly. Anyway, that was in the past before we entered into high school.

Hotaru chucked the letter into her side pocket and took out her books from the locker before slamming it shut. Then, we walked back to our respective classrooms.

"So, who sent you the letter?" I asked Hotaru excitedly as I followed her to her desk.

"How would I know?"

"Haven't you opened it up yet?"

"What do you think?"

I frowned at her. Couldn't she just answer me directly? What was with her attitude?

"Okay, I bet that you haven't opened it yet," I blurted.

Hotaru did not respond to my answer but instead, she ripped the envelope apart and took out the letter. While she was staring at the letter with a blank look on her face, I stealthily stole a glimpse of the contents in the letter.

To my surprise, it was a love letter written by a male Taekwondo Club senior whose name was Hayate Matsudaira. I did not know him well specifically but his name did ring a bell and I remembered him as a quiet member who had no problems getting along with Natsume. Furthermore, he was very good-looking too and not as arrogant as Natsume. The saddest thing was that Hayate did not have as much fan girls as Natsume.

"It's him," Hotaru sighed and shook her head in dismay. "The shy and useless guy."

"Hayate-senpai may be shy but I don't think he is that useless," I said. "So, what are you going to do with this letter?"

"What do you think?" she repeated that same annoying question again. "He's useless anyway."

I pouted. Hotaru was really harsh. It is really wonderful if a boy falls for you because it has this very special feeling which makes you think that you are loved. Well, we were obviously loved but having someone to like you other than your friends, best pals and family members, it just added on the effect. This was what I thought.

Wow! I was getting knowledgeable!

"But I don't mind it," Hotaru interrupted my silent happiness.

I tilted my head and asked, "What do you mean?"

She gave me a small smirk and whispered into my ear, "I want to meet him, idiot."

Whenever she smirked, it meant that she had something nasty up in her sleeves.

"Are you rejecting him?" I asked.

"What do you think?"

I rolled my eyes in annoyance and said, "Why don't you give him a chance? He's a good guy if you ask me..."

"Why don't you meet him in my place instead?" she interjected with a frown. "Since you like him."

She emphasised that word 'like' by dragging it. I shook my head and sighed tiredly.

"Don't be like that, Hotaru."

"Why can't I?" Hotaru said nonchalantly. "By the way, I don't want to hear anything about love coming from you. Your advice on love is just as useless as a foetus."

I knitted my eyebrows together and snapped, "I am not that useless! Wait... is that even a simile?"

"Yes," she answered with a smug. "It's in my dictionary."

"Yeah, it's Imai's one and only dictionary in the whole entire world."

"Shut up."

I sighed again and took a seat before our homeroom teacher walked in.

After all the boring lessons had ended in the afternoon, I quickly packed my books into my bag and stood up abruptly, making my chair fell down with a loud thud. My eyes scanned around the classroom feeling very embarrassed as I gingerly picked my chair up. Meanwhile, I could see that Hotaru was eyeing on me with the words 'you're suspicious' written on her forehead.

Yeah, I was a suspicious looking person who was going to spy on Tsubasa.

"Where are you going?" Hotaru questioned me before I could even took a step out away from my desk.

I faked a smile and answered, "Meeting with someone."

"Hmm? Are you meeting with that useless guy?"

"Do you mean Hayate-senpai?"

She nodded slightly.

I frowned and replied, "No, I'm meeting with someone else."

"Who?"

Should I say 'Tsubasa-senpai' or someone else's name? What if I said Tsubasa's name? Would she suspect me and Special Club even more? Maybe she would not suspect me at all. After all, we are best friends.

No, I wouldn't want to risk my life for it.

"Nobara-senpai," I answered. "I'm meeting up with her."

"I see. You guys are going to take picture of Tsubasa-senpai's butt again," Hotaru muttered.

My face grew hot and I retorted, "As if I will do that!"

"Oh, then you must have been promoted to the next level."

"What do you mean?"

"You and that perverted senpai are going to take pictures of naked Tsubasa," she said as she rubbed her chin. "Am I right, Mikan Yukihira?"

I pressed my fingers against my temples and grunted, "As if I would want to see his body."

"Then... what about Nogi-senpai?"

I looked at her with wide eyes. I could feel my warm blood rushing to my face even more and I was not sure if my blood vessels would burst anytime soon. But who cared about that? Honestly, I personally felt that thinking about Ruka being nude was beyond one's fantasy or, should I say, my fantasy.

Hotaru smirked and continued, "Or is it... Hyuuga-senpai?"

My face fell and I rolled my eyes in immediate response. Why did Natsume's name always pop out every now and then? Couldn't he and his beloved name just give me break?

When I thought for a moment, I remembered not seeing Natsume in the morning. I wondered if he had gotten any better.

Well, it was not that I cared about him anyway.

"No, it's definitely not the two of them," I replied nonchalantly. "Sorry, I got to go now."

Before I could allow her to continue, I immediately clutched onto my bag and ran off. Geez! It was so hard to lie, especially to Hotaru.

As I stood among the crowd of Tsubasa's fangirls, I was already snapping a lot of photographs of Tsubasa and even recorded his moves in my notebook. From my observation, I realised that he was a righty. His moves were more dominant and strong when he striked with his right fist and leg. I hoped this information would be very useful to Shizune and Misaki.

"Yukihira?"

I jumped in fright. This voice sounded so familiar and it made me blush subconsciously. I gulped and turned around. Oh dear, it was really Ruka. But what was he doing behind the tree?

"Come here," he whispered and signaled me to walk over to him.

Since I was done with my work, I guessed there was no harm in joining him a little. So, I ran over to his side.

"Hi, Ruka-senpai! What's up?" I greeted.

Suddenly, he took out something from his back and gently pressed it against my nose. I yelped and took a step back, then glanced at the cute little furry thing which Ruka had pressed against my nose. Thank goodness, it was Usagi.

"Usagi wants to thank you," Ruka said. "Thank you for the food, it says."

"You're welcome, Usagi," I replied and blushed. "I can't believe you let Usagi eat the rabbit food I bought last Friday."

"Didn't you bought it for Usagi?"

"Yes, I did."

"Then, the more I should let Usagi eat it," his voice softened and he smiled at me.

There was silence. I chose to remain quiet because I felt something strange inside my chest. I did not know why I felt this way, but I felt more awkward with Ruka staring down at me. Maybe I should change the subject.

"How is Na... Natsume-senpai?" I blurted.

Much to my surprise, Ruka was taken aback by my question. He scratched his head and bit his lips.

"He did not come to school today. He is still sick."

"Oh, I see. How sad for him."

"Uh... yeah."

There was another awkward silence, even Usagi could not take it anymore as he leaped off from Ruka's arm and hid behind the bushes. Ruka seemed upset. Was he worried about Natsume? Gosh! Did something really bad happen to Natsume? Oh dear!

"Even... times like this, you're still thinking of him."

I looked blankly at him. What was he trying to say?

He looked up from his feet and smiled at me while saying, "It's nothing. I was just rehearsing my lines for my class skit project."

"I... I see..." I laughed awkwardly. "For a second, I thought that you don't like the idea of me bringing up about Natsume-senpai's condition. I guess I was wrong. Haha!"

My laughter slowly died down after realising that Ruka was not making a single noise at all. I bit my lower lip and looked down on the grass. Geez! I did not like this type of tense atmosphere!

"What if... what if I say that you're not wrong?" Ruka spoke softly, making me looked up at him again. "And what if I really did not like that idea of you bringing up some other guy's name in front of my face?"


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Oh yes, before I forget, I will post a new GA fanfic which I have already written a few months ago. And I am ready to post it up this Friday. I hope you will read and support it. Here is a short introductory of my new fanfic:

Love at Last Sign

Have you ever imagined what kind of life you might be living if you were to lose your vision one day?

It sounds scary, right? I am no exception either.

I was scared...

I was afraid of going blind soon. What kind of life would I be living? All I would see was plain darkness. What else?

As I was struggling to go against my painful fate, a mute girl who was clutching onto her dear life reached out to me. I bet you are thinking about the irony right now.

She was dying while I was going blind. She saved me while I...

... fell in love with her at last sign.

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