Only You... (君だけを…)
by deina-kun
Disclaimer: Characters are the creation of Akiyoshi Hongo.
Chapter 2
'Rain?'
Mimi found herself in a dark room as raindrops fell on her. She lifted her hands up in confusion, trying to see if catching the rain would prove that it was water. Inside her hand, as she opened it, were cherry blossom petals, and the darkness surrounding her faded into a bright white light. A woman with her back turned to Mimi standing around 15 feet in front of her was watching sadly as a man took her hands and bowed to her.
His face couldn't be seen, nor his emotions, but Mimi found herself subconsciously drawing her hand up to her chest and gripping the night gown she wore. She still stood in the darkness, as if she was just watching the scene from a movie screen. The man turned around and started walking away, and as if on cue, the cherry blossom petals violently swirled around and whisked the man away as the woman buried her face in her hands. The cherry blossoms had turned into snow, but Mimi's vision was beginning to blur from the tears that were blurring her vision. She felt as if she was beginning to convulse.
"Mimi-chan!" Sora's bright face confronted hers and she quickly wiped away the tears, making the excuse that her eye was hurting as Sora went to open the curtains. Mimi groaned and hid under the covers; this time, her eyes really did hurt.
Sora giggled, "Hey, it's a beautiful day. You can't stay hiding under your covers on a day like this. Your uniform's hanging off of the chair at your desk. Don't fall asleep, okay?"
When the door clicked shut, Mimi slowly crawled out from underneath the covers. She heaved out a sigh and sat over the edge of the bed, wondering about what her dream meant. 'It felt like I was there, but I could feel the emotions the lady was feeling. It hurt a lot..' Images of the dream lingered in her thoughts for a while as she stared at her school uniform hanging from the chair at her study table. She didn't even realize that she was just staring at her uniform and let her thoughts wander as she closed her eyes, forgetting that she was supposed to be getting dressed.
The cherry blossom petals fell upon the black setting as she recalled the dream, but a loud bang on her door startled her and she fell on the wooden floor. The door quickly swung open at the sound of the wooden floor breaking her fall. "Are you okay!?"
"Ehehe.. Well," Mimi peeked her head over the side of the bed and embarassedly rubbed her head. She opened her eyes to find Yamato holding the doorknob with a surprised look in his eyes. Finding this odd, she quickly blinked, "What's wrong?"
Yamato's eyes trailed from her disheveled hair to her white night gown slipping over one of her shoulders as she sat kneeling on the other side of the bed with her hands lightly grasping her knees and playing with the folds of the skirt of the night gown. He blushed and turned his eyes away, quickly folded his arms and leaned inside the door frame, trying to hide his embarrassment. "Get ready for school or we'll be late."
Mimi gave a weak laugh and apologized, but paused as she remembered how he treated her yesterday. Her face reddened in a mix of anger and embarassment as he didn't budge, leaving the door wide open and standing in the door frame. She giggled weakly and began to help herself up to her feet. "Ahh.. are you going to stay there the whole time?"
Yamato blinked and realized what she meant as his glanced passed hers. His face flared red and he quickly turned his head to the hallway. He clumsily took the door knob in his hand and excused himself, closing the door behind him. Mimi blinked and stared at the closed door for a while, wondering what just happened. Blinking once more, she kept her mind from jumping to conclusions and turned her attention to the school uniform at the study table. She giggled at the strange scene as a smile spread across her face, "Strange guy."
On the other side of the closed door, Yamato paused a few moments, but shook his head in an attempt to forget what just happened--if anything did happen that was important. He shoved his hands into his pant pockets and was about to leave when he heard Mimi's giggle followed by the two words she said about him, muffled through the door but still audible. He dropped the tension in his arms and walked away, "Heh... I heard that."
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The school bell rang as the three kids stood outside the door of classroom 1-A. Yamato and Mimi were panting for air from running all the way from the mansion. Sora stood up straight and smiled at the two, unfatigued by the light sprint. She slid the classroom door open. In between the gasps for air, Yamato shot a challenging glance at Mimi, "This is all because you decided to space out when you were supposed to be getting dressed.
Kiritsu!
"I couldn't help it!" Mimi shot a dark glance at him and cursed him in her thoughts. "Maybe if you hadn't been hanging around like a pervert, things wouldn't have turned out this way!"
Rei!
"Are you blaming me for telling you to do something that you were supposed to do?!" he hardened his glare at her.
Chakuseki!
"Ahem--" the sound of clapping hands caught the two's attention and their eyes fell on the staring eyes of their black-uniformed friends through the opened classroom door. A well-kept reddish brown-haired boy sat at the front of the room sitting next to a girl with purple hair and glasses. His hands rested on one another after they'd caught the quarreling couple's attention, "Yamato, we didn't see you at the opening ceremony."
"Ahh," Yamato scratched the back of his head in embarassment. "Sorry, Koushirou." After bowing in apology, he took his seat in the back row to Sora's left. Two seats were empty on his direct left, next to the window.
The teacher looked at Mimi who stood confused and embarrassed at the door way. "Are you Tachikawa Mimi?"
Mimi blinked at the sound of hearing her name and gave a polite nod as she felt the eyes of her other classmates watching her every move. She took a deep breath in and gave out a short sigh, leaving a smile on her face as she walked to the front of the room where the teacher stood. Mimi took the white board marker in her hand, writing her name out. Turning around, she gave a wide smile to the class and bowed low. She straightened herself up and continued smiling, "I'm Tachikawa Mimi. Nice to meet you! My favorite color is pink and I'd like to make friends with everyone. Yoroshiku onegaishimasu!"
The classroom politely applauded; some of the male students were whispering amongt one another, commenting on her cuteness. The teacher took a clipboard from the table and looked at Yamato then shifted his eyes to the right. "You can take the empty seat next to Ishida Yamato."
The teacher took the podium as Mimi settled herself into her new seat. "Now that it's a new school for all of you, are there any volunteers for class representatives?" Not a single hand raised. The teacher clapped his hands together, "Well then, we'll just have Yamato-san and Tachikawa-san be the representatives for this term thanks to their little scene at the beginning of class."
"What?!" the two stood out of their chairs simultaneously.
"Any objections..." he shot a threatening glance at the two who were ready to openly object, "from anyone who isn't a nominee?"
The class was silent. "Well then! I hope you two do your jobs well."
Defeated, Yamato and Mimi retreated into their desks. She turned to him and stared for a moment before giving him a quick bow. "Please take care of me."
Yamato's eyes widened at her request, but he turned away and began pulling his notebooks from his bag. "Strange girl."
Mimi blinked and stared at him in confusion since the words were barely audible.
As the class went on, Mimi was beginning to fall asleep in the middle of the first lecture since she couldn't understand a thing the teachers were saying. The classroom door slid open with a loud smack and a young boy with large brown hair walked in holding his black school jacket over his shoulder and his other hand in his pants pocket with a soccer ball tucked underneath his arm. As if routinely, he walked to the empty desk next to the window and threw his jacket on the desk to his right. He plopped into his seat and began uninterestedly taking out some text books when he paused. "Sensei!"
"Yes, Yagami-san?"
"There's something moving under my jacket in the empty desk." he poked at it and lifted his jacket to find a brown haired girl in a half-daze occupying the desk with her head laying down on it. "Eh?"
"Hmm?" Mimi rubbed her eyes and suddenly snapped up to find a boy she'd never seen before staring at her. She felt something slide off her back and turned around to find that a black jacket had fallen to the floor. As she instinctively went to pick it up, the guy also dashed to get it, but as he was in a rush to get out of his desk, his foot got caught one of his desk legs, causing him to fall over as he reached for his jacket and knocked her chair over in the process, taking her down with him. "Ow.."
Mimi shook her head to shake off the daze and opened her eyes to find a pair of brown eyes looking directly into her's. The look of shock and dumbfoundedness in his eyes changed to a mischievous glimmer and he smiled, inching his face toward hers. "You have really pretty eyes, but.. I think our lips could be even closer than our eyes."
"Ehh?.." Mimi froze in confusion and didn't know how to react to his advances. Noticing this, he brought his hand up to her chin and slowly inched her face toward his. As their lips were about to graze each other, a loud bang knocked the boy's head forward into her chest and he was left in a daze for a moment. He quickly got up and rubbed the back of his head, turning around to find Yamato repeatedly throwing the soccer ball up into the air and catching it with one hand.
He smiled, "Aww, Yamato, you ruined my fun."
"Taichi, do that some other place." he let out a sigh and got back to his seat.
A smile spread across Taichi's face and he turned to give the girl a hand. "Sorry, hehe. I was just messing around. Are you okay?"
"Ahh, yeah.." Mimi looked at his outstretched hand, but turned her head to Yamato's direction to find Yamato instantly shifting his eyes away from the scene and writing quickly in his notebooks. As Taichi pulled her up to her feet, he gave her a kiss on the forehead--quick, but long enough for the whole class to notice and even enough time to leave some girls sighing and some in jealousy. He pulled back and grinned, patting her on the head as she stood red-faced at the commotion that had happened.
The desks and chairs were put back into the place and the lessons continued. While the lectures were continuing, a piece of folded paper fell onto Mimi's desk and she opened it to find a stick figure with large brown hair giving her a peace sign. In a speech bubble, the stick figure said, "Hey, what's up? I'm Yagami Taichi, the one sitting to your left." Mimi lowered the letter lower on her desk just in case the teacher hadn't already noticed her reading the note, and she turned her head slightly to the left to find Taichi beaming at her and giving her a thumbs up.
"Yagami!"
"Yes??" Taichi grew stiff and quickly faced forward to look at the teacher and flash him with a winning smile as he tried to laugh his way out of getting any punishment.
Mimi sighed and smiled as she watched the quirky boy playfully entertain the class. To her right, curious and jealous eyes noted her every action and her interest toward the class clown. He closed his eyelids over his blue eyes and leaned back in his chair to drown out the uprising Taichi was causing. Soft pokes on his shoulder caused him to open his right eye to see Sora's eager face greeting him with a smile, "Are you okay, Yamato-kun?"
He let out a sigh and sat back up in his chair, turning to give her a smile, "Yeah, I am." He began to put his books away as the bell rang for lunch. Sora began to talk to him again, but Miyako grabbed her by the arm and started leading her out the door, Koushirou trailing behind the two. Taichi made a dash for the door as soon as he heard the bell rang, leaving the teacher to groan in frustration with another interrupted lesson while on the other hand, some of the girls swooned the soccer ace. As Yamato slung his book bag over his shoulder, a voice called out to him in a sing-song voice, "Yama-kun!!"
Hearing the voice made Yamato cringe and lose his posture. He slowly turned his head to the door to find a girl with brown hair waving to him, a large grin spread across her face. Seeing her made him move mechanically as he slid his seat under his desk with a look of disgust on his face. Turning to the door, he walked briskly and tried not to give her eye contact, desperately trying to keep his cool composure. She opened her mouth again to chirp, holding out a wrapped container, "I made you lunch!"
"Don't need it," he quickly responded, but she grabbed his arm and asked him why not. He groaned and left the classroom, "I'm busy at lunch today! And you're not supposed to be here, Ju--"
Mimi was the last one left in the class as she watched everyone leave with the friends they've known for what seems like forever. She couldn't help but feel slightly left out as she stepped out into the empty hallway walking alone as she tried to find her way to the cafeteria, letting her mind wander but she shook away the negative feelings and found the entrance to the cafeteria. She skipped the cafeteria and collapsed into a chair at one of the empty tables, letting out a sigh as she watched all of the students seeming to enjoy themselves with all of there friends. A pang of loneliness hit her as she sat alone, but a head of blonde hair caught her attention as the brown-haired girl was grabbing onto his arm. Mimi gave a weak giggle at how silly they looked, but the sense of seclusion brought her to her feet as she felt herself getting overwhelmed sitting by herself.
She exited the door that was nearest to her and found herself at the top of a stairwell on the side of the building. Cherry blossoms were being swept up by the wind and she looked down to find a garden stretching far outside of the school into the direction of the mansion. Unable to help herself, she let her curiosity take over her senses and followed the stairs down to the garden where high brushes were neatly trimmed into some sort of a maze. She wandered aimlessly until she came upon a clearing where blue and pink flowers blanketed the ground. She took a few steps forward and knelt among the flowers taking in the scent. As a soft gust of wind picked up the loose petals of the flowers, a soft bouncing sound could be heard as she sat among the flowers. A high-pitched voice screeched, "Intruder!"
Mimi turned her head to have a pink bubble explode in her eyes. She let out a shriek in surprise but didn't feel any pain from the attack. In the distance, a head of blonde hair heard a muffled shriek from behind the henges he was frantically running through, causing him to tighten his grip around the package he held in his hand and quickly dash toward the sound. He saw the Yuramon attack the lost girl and hesitated to help her, but he was a few steps behind the coat tails of a white uniform's graceful stride. The blue-haired boy took the Yuramon in his hands and teasingly played with the long indigo blue feeler-like ears streaming out of its head, "You shouldn't be so mean to such a pretty girl."
At the words, Mimi's face turned a bright pink as she shyly inched her eyes up the guy's white uniform up to his eyes. He gave her a gentle smile, "Why the sad face?" Mimi shook her head slowly. Putting the Yuramon on his shoulder, he held his hand out to her and helped her up. "You're the girl I saw yesterday at the outskirts of this garden aren't you? Welcome to Primary Garden."
"Ah.." Mimi blushed and quickly regained her composure, straightening her skirt out and quickly dipping for a low bow. "I'm Tachikawa Mimi, eleven years old, first year middle school."
The blue-haired boy chuckled and he looked at her through his glasses in amusement at her embarrassment. "I'm Kido Jyou, thirteen years old, second year middle school. I'm the student council president at this school and also the keeper of the school garden. Even though I'm only a second year, you can ask me any questions if you have any."
Mimi nodded shyly and could only look at him in wonderment. He continued, "Hmm, I should've run into you earlier, but I have to finish running this errand." He held up a white package that looked it had a prescription for the doctor. "Find me another time and I'll give you a tour around the school, okay?" Giving a quick wave, he gently took the Yuramon from his shoulder and placed it in her hands. Before leaving, he picked a pink and a blue flower and held it out for her with a nervous waver in his voice. "For you, Hime-chan." And with a smile and a quick wave of his hand, he disappeared behind the maze of henges.
The Yuramon squirmed in her open palm and stubbornly looked away, "I'm sorry."
Hearing those words, she smiled and gave a nod, "Don't worry about it. See--" she gave it a wide grin, "No harm done to this silly face."
"I just didn't like you sitting on all of the pretty flowers," it shot a glance at the two flowers that were in her other hand.
"Ahh.. I'm sorry." she hid the other hand poorly behind her back but the flowers peeked over from behind her.
A rustling came from the henges in front of her and the Yuramon quickly hopped out of her hand and hid in the bushes with the other Yuramon. "Yo." the head of blue hair gave her a flick of the wrist in a quick wave. Mimi blinked confusedly at his appearance, but he walked up to her and awkwardly placed a package in her still palm up hand. "You didn't eat, did you?"
She blinked again and realized that he was right, but in the back of her mind, she was wondering how he knew. She put the flowers that were in her other hand in the pocket of her skirt and opened the package to find a some pink and blue cakes along with a tsunamayo/tuna mayo. She giggled, "Yamato likes sweets?"
Hearing this, he blushed and turned away, but after a few moments, he paused and realized, "This is the first time.."
"Hm?" she blinked and gave him a curious look as she was in between eating the tuna mayo. A of the tuna mayo was stuck on her face. He turned away and tried to hide a smile, but he whispered under his breath, "It's the first time she ever called me by name."
Moments later, the adventurous Taichi heard the scattered laughter coming from the garden and walked in upon Mimi and Yamato. A mischievous smile spread across his face as he walked up behind them. He spotted Mimi eating some food and remembered that he hadn't eaten, himself. "Mimi-chan, can you share some of your food with me?"
"Never," Mimi held back and stuck her tongue out at him, "Tuna mayo is my favorite!"
"That's mean," he laughed and quickly took a few steps toward her and took her face into his hands, kissing her on the lips. The two flowers in her pocket fell to the floor in the commotion. Bewildered at what was going on, Mimi wasn't sure of how to react and quickly pulled herself back on impulse. Yamato was left with a look of disgust on his face and Taichi stood with his finger up to his lips and looked at Mimi, "You had some on your lips." He shot a glance at the surprised Yamato, a victory flaming in his mischievous eyes.
Yamato took a few steps toward Taichi and gave him knock in the head, which he easily dodged. Taichi sneered, "I'll kiss you, too, if me kissing Mimi made you jealous."
The school bell rang ending lunch and Yamato turned his head and scoffed, "Don't make me sick." he stuffed his hands in his pockets and walked away, trying to keep from starting a verbal fight with the scheming Taichi.
Taichi grinned and chuckled as he watched Yamato walk away. He stuffed his hands in his pockets and turned to Mimi, "You okay?"
"Yeah." she couldn't look him in the eyes as she felt as if her face was deeply flushed with embarrassment and her lips burned from the touch of his lips. "Taichi?"
"Ah?" he paused and looked at her. "What's up?"
"Do you have something against Yamato?" she asked him as she picked up the two flowers from the ground and played with them between her fingers.
He grinned at her. "Who knows.." he walked up to her and helped her carry some of the things that were in her hands. "Let's get back to class before the late bell rings."
She nodded and trailed behind him quietly. He paused in front of her and gave her an endearing smile. "Hey, cheer up. It's not like I stole your first kiss did I?"
Hearing the phrase, she lowered her head to hide the blushing embarrassment that filled her face. He responded with a puzzled look and grinned ignorantly, "I didn't, right?"
"Idiot!" Mimi slapped him across the face, but slowly dropped her hand, "I'm sorry."
"Heh, don't be." he rubbed his stinging cheek, "I've done that quite a few times when I shouldn't have."
Hearing this, she clenched her fist and began to take another shot at hitting him, but he caught her at the wrist. "Hey, I was only kidding!"
"You're terrible!" she confessed, but she couldn't help but enjoy his company and a smile spread across her face along with a giggle to show her enjoyment.
As she giggled, Taichi let go of her wrist. 'Sorry, Mimi. I wasn't kidding. And he's the one who you should be calling terrible.' The two of talked and giggled as they walked all the way back to class.
Author's Note: Please leave a review so that I can know how you think about the story and if I should continue or not!
Characters:
- Ishida Yamato: age 12, 7th grade, 1-A class representative (male), black uniform
- Tachikawa Mimi: age 11, 7th grade, 1-A class representative (female), black uniform
- Izumi Koushirou: age 11, 7th grade, class 1-A, black uniform
- Inoue Miyako: age 11, 7th grade, class 1-A, black uniform
- Yagami Taichi: age 12, 7th grade, class 1-A, soccer vice captain, black uniform
- Motomiya Jun: age 15, 10th grade, first year high school student, white uniform
- Kido Jyou: age 13, 8th grade, student council president, white uniform
Translations:
Kiritsu, rei, chakuseki - "Stand, bow, sit." Classes in Japan are always opened with this routine.
Yoroshiku onegaishimasu - lit. "Please take care of me." This phrase usually ends a person's introduction.
Sensei - teacher (or doctor, but teacher in this case)
tsunamayo - lit. Tuna mayo; Japanese mayonnaise isn't as sweet as it is in the US.