I hope the first chapter was okay…
Making this fic is harder than I thought! I can't think of any real plot at all! Seriously… I need help!
It's not very easy since I have a real dull mind for this stuff and now I'm real tempted the hit delete on this file and the other!
But no, since I can't give up on this fic! I have to finish what I started, unlike that dorky author who couldn't finish her first GALS fic… (don't worry you guys who fit the same description cause I mean "ME")
Well… as I type this chapter… Or each chapter anyway, the events just pop out in my head and I type it down….
Encounter 2
Class Bulletin: Please turn off all the lights and fans after class!
"Ohayou minna! I'm your new homeroom adviser, Mizuki Natsumi. Since I'd love to not only be your teacher but also be your friend, I'd like you all to call me by my first name instead of my last name okay? Call me Natsumi" she smiled brightly to her not so friendly audience.
"Nee sensei… are you interested to be more than my friend? Hahah" one male student laughed.
Class laughter…
"Hey look, this school ain't big enough for the two of us missy, so don't go pretending you're like one of us." One female student gave her a look.
"That's okay if you'd like to see me as that way but, I'll do everything I can to make this class happier!" she beamed.
"That's what every teacher like you said when they were newbies!" one other student laughed.
"How can some rookie like you make us a 'happier' class?" the female student continued.
Natsumi gave a slight frown, which later turned into a smile.
"Everyone's a special individual, and I won't give up bringing out each of that individual in you! Even if others already did." She gave a reassuring smirk, accepting the challenge.
The class didn't look too excited.
The day eventually ended. She pat herself at the back for surviving the first day.
"That class doesn't have any hope at all." Another guy smiled at her.
"Hey, I'm not giving up no matter what!" she sprang from her stressed state.
He was stunned by her energy.
"I'm Mochiru, Satori. I'm teaching Japanese history in the same year level." He introduced himself.
"I'm Mizuki, Natsumi. I teach English and am their homeroom adviser." She replied.
It was a rainy dusk and as every drop of 'ame' dotted gently on the earth, walked Satori and Natsumi with an open umbrella each as they exited the heavy-aura campus.
"Let's go have coffee, my treat." He smiled.
"Thanks, but I have to rush back. I have another job." She replied.
"Wow… That's hardworking of you. See you around then." Satori laughed.
Natsumi walked out of the school into the streets of Shinjuku, out that rainy, growing-darker dusk, only to be encountered by foul-intentioned gangsters.
The young graduate was intimidated and cornered by the evil men and then, they got hold of her hands, squeezed them to an extent that she was hurt, then took her bag. She had obviously dropped her green umbrella, drenching herself in the heavier rain that fell than earlier.
She screamed her tears which were vague from the rain. She was in pain. The evil men just laughed at her and teased her by pouring out all her notebooks and papers that she worked on, onto the cold wet ground.
But, a tall figure jumped down swiftly. Natsumi felt the whip-like wind of the speed when this figure dropped to the ground.
"Gi…Gin… Ginji…" her eyes twinkled and she fell on her knees and stared at the man who easily kicked, punched and electrocuted the men in the pouring rain, careful not to electrify the girl with them.
"Natsumi-chan…" Ginji's gentle eyes looked down upon the terrified girl.
She sobbed in shame, hearing nothing but his gentle voice, not heeding the heavy rain pouring down upon her making her totally wet.
"I'm sorry… I'm sorry… I came late… But everything's okay now. They're gone." He held her and raised her up.
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"What's the matter? Both of you are dripping wet!" Paul ran out the counter and gave them towels.
"Poor girl… She have been fatigued Ginji." Paul helped Ginji take Natsumi to a comfortable place.
"Some men attacked her, but I heard her cry as I passed by the streets." Ginji stroked her wet hair frowning.
"It's a difficult life out there… she was really stressed out." Paul looked at the blurred print on the notebooks and papers Ginji had recovered.
Natsumi awoke, seeing the ceiling fan in the room and then Ginji's head from a fair distance.
She got up hastily and got hold of the bed's railing. She held her head as it ached.
"Are you alright?" he smiled.
"Thanks… Ginji-kun…" she wearily looked at him.
"You're clothes are a little wet. You better find a change of them." Paul said, seeing the bed sheets are a "little wet".
Ginji laughed. Natsumi smiled and got out of the bed.
"Gomen na sai. I'll just go home." She giggled.
"Nah, you can't. You're moist wet and you can't get exposed to different temperatures now, plus you're stressed. You'll get a fever." Ginji pulled on her wet sleeve as she walked away.
"Let's go out together, in case something happens again. I have to change my wet clothes too." Ginji continued.
"Okay…" her eyes twinkled.
Natsumi was left alone in the room and looked for something to borrow. She saw the two men's clothes and laughed. She remembered the time she cosplayed the GetBackers. She wore Ban's polo and shades and Ginji's shorts.
She wore the same outfit, minus the shades.
She opened the door, which led to the opposite room, which to her surprise was the sight of Ginji slipping on his shorts.
"Kyaa!" she squealed and blushed heavily.
"Ah!" he blushed and lost balance and fell on his butt.
What a funny scene…
The two walked the streets with a distance from each other. The beautiful street lights reflected in the whole view of the city, glowing different colors on the scene where the two walked.
"Thank you for today Ginji-kun." She said shyly.
"No prob." He replied.
There was a short silence. Then…
"Earlier in the rain…"
"Earlier in the rain…"
The two said in unison… Then, the usual event that follows, telling each other to go first but one goes ahead anyway.
"I was so happy. I knew it would be you. I hoped it would be you… In my heart." She lightly blushed.
"I was so happy. When you called me by my name, without an honorific, my heart skipped a beat, and there was a weird but satisfying feeling inside me." He slowly but surely said.
She paused for a moment and then, neared him, and held his hand.
"You're being quite frank Ginji." She looked at him in the eye, he turned and blushed, smiling like always, clutching her hand, warming it.
Then, he took her home, like the other night.
Like always.
End of Encounter 2
See you tomorrow class!
Ahh! My internet works again… But just earlier, I ran out of it, it got cut, so I have to wait a few days again… But when you guys read this, it meant that my internet's fixed now!
This is a difficult fic, since I have to bring these two together, doing my best not to have anyone OOC so that's it's true sweet meaning is really experienced by readers! I hope you guys can help me somehow anyway…
Please review!
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