This chapter kind of sucks... I was kind of rushed because I promised that it would come in soon...
But I was so wrong...
It kind of sucks because, well, this, is where all the drama starts... So, if you don't like this chapter, I don't blame you...
And also, I noticed that I made a big mistake with Luka's and Meiko's situations... So, I'm leaving a little puzzle behind that little mystery.
On With the Disclaimer: I don't own VOCALOID. If I did, Kiyoteru would be my husband, BY LAW!
Try to enjoy.
Kiyoteru's P.O.V.
Class is officially over right now. Outside this very classroom, I have a line of girls that I have to organize... Hmmm... This is hard...
Let's see what I can do...
Iroha can go first, because she has to go before Miki.
Miki can go second because, well, she's only making a quick tutoring plan with me.
Rin can go third, because Miki abd Iroha can't spend much time anyway, and she had an emergency.
Luka can go forth, because she came crying to me.
Miku can go fifth. I feel a little bad that Miku has all these girls, butting in front of her, even though she did raise her hand first. But, the others seemed to have urgencies. So why not go first?
Gumi can go sixth, that way I can just go home after I'm done tutoring her.
This has got to be interesting.
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3rd Person P.O.V.
There was the line of girls, right outside of his door. However, there was more girls (and a guy) than there should have been, and all of them were in front of poor little Miku. Miku stood there, gritting her teeth. She has like, three more people that she has to wait for.
"Howdy there, Miku~!" Gumi chirped, being the only girl behind Miku. She was fairly cheery on having to see Kiyoteru for homework help.
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"Jump off a cliff, Gumi." Miku snarled. Her words barely making it through her tightened teeth. She was in a really bad mood. It all started because of Rin, and now it's ending up to be because of everyone in front of her, in that line. And Gumi, she was NOT making anything better. Gumi stood there, wanderous.
"Y'know. I think I awready did so before."
"Oh. Really?" Miku coldly whistled .
"Yeah, yeah~!" Gumi started excited "On one 'o' dem hikes ya told me to venture~!"
"Well, maybe you should go hiking more often." Miku suggested sarcastically.
"Okay~." she chirped. She seemed eager to jump off even more cliffs. "You should come on with me, it's bundles of fun~!"
Alas, Miku already lost interest in what Gumi had to say. Not that she had any interest, but just little sympathy.
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Luka was patiently waiting in between Miku and Rin. Gumi, behind Miku, went away to shop for some hiking gear, so she was gone at this moment. Miku was quiet at the moment, quiet because she was furious and did not want to start another one of her famous commotions. Luka turned to Miku swiftly, noticing her sudden silence. This isn't normal of Miku. Regularly, Miku talks, 100 miles a minute, about her problems with Luka. Especially in a time like this. This sudden change bothered Luka.
"Miku, what's on your mind." Luka regretfullly asked, regretful that Miku may started motor-mouthing all the world's problems and all that she hates.
"Everyone is in front of me in line, I raised up my hand first. I wanted to talk to Mr. Hiyama, but no one will let me." Miku stated, growling vicously. She was angry, having all these lowlives cut in front of the Diva, a princess. Rin looked back at Miku, hoping that she would just leave the line already. Miku noticed Rin, oh how merry the bitch fight was going to be.
"You started it, Rin!" Miku snarled, like as if she was going to bite her face off.
"I don't know what you're talking about Miku." Rin shrugged, obviously lying.
"You started this crazy line on purpose, just so I can't talk to Mr. Hiyama!" Miku assumed.
Rin had to admit, there was the intention of warning Mr. Hiyama so that he could avoid talking with Miku. But, she did not start that line on purpose. Miku then stood frozen stiff, so suddenly, the yellowette and pinkette noticed that sudden stop of movement.
"I see what this is all about now, Rin, no need of hiding anymore..." Miku cooed softly. Luka and Rin leaned over to Miku, to hear her more clearly.
"You're trying to get me bored of this line and make me leave, just so you could have him all to yourself!" she pin-pointed.
"What?" Rin whipped. "I have no intention on doing that!"
"Then how come you have to see him before I do?"
"It is for an emergency, Miku!" she lied, once again.
"Yeah, the emergency of stealing his heart before I do! You back-stabbing-"
"Woah, woah, woah. What is this? What's going on here?" Luka interrupted. This was confusing her; her and Meiko are competing for his affections, as well as Miku and Rin? Rin was going to explain what was really going on, but Miku already revved her motor.
"Rin is jealous that I am going to confess my feelings to Mr. Hiyama, so she wants to achieve his feelings before I do. That is why this line up is sooooo big, because she wants me to quit" Miku explained. Luka was only competing for his affections so that she could win against Meiko, not really based on her feelings towards him... Now that she thinks about it. This is just crazy-talk...
"Miku, you want Mr. Hiyama, a geeky math teacher, who you just met yesterday, to be your boyfriend...?" Luka questionned.
"... Yea... Sort of..." Miku admitted sheepishly.
"And you, Rin, want Mr. Hiyama as your boyfriend. A geeky math teacher that you had just met yesterday?"
Rin nodded her head, lying again. She didn't want to explain the whole idea to Luka, and there is no point now since Miku flapped her motor mouth again, but flapped it too much. Luka, on the other hand, was frusterated with this and on the urge to smack them up-side the head for their stupid ideas. In all honesty, Luka just wanted to exhale some stress, she just needed someone to listen to her.
"Girls, this is nuts. What do you want to achieve from this?" Luka questionned, almost skeptical about the upcoming answer.
"Luka, I've been single for too long, I'm desperate, and it's not like you understand. No one would really take you in." Miku complained. At that very moment there, Luka wanted to punch Miku in the throat. But as she normally would do, she swallows her anger and urges even more to express herself... She might just be in there longer... Luka sighed warily.
"Fine enough Miku, go for the gold." she told. Rin on the other hand, was shocked that Luka would let Miku get away with such a thing. But Miku still wasn't pleased, being the last one up in the line up and all.
"Luka, why did you let her get away with that?" Rin whispered to Luka hoarsly.
"Miku can get the Death Penalty for all I care, she just insulted me, so I'll let her get in trouble for her stupid romance with that geeky teacher!" Luka implied harshly, but Rin wasn't moved, being the one trying to save her friend. In front of Rin was Lily and Meiko, who just rudely cut themselves into the line. Luka wasn't pleased, and Miku was enraged.
Lily and Meiko were in typical buisness suits, the ones that people wear in the office, both were carrying briefcases. Luka cocked an eyebrow, she was slightly amused at what was going on between Meiko and Lily.
"May I ask?" Luka inquired Lily, pointing at her. Lily rose an eyebrow to peek over her stylish sunglasses.
"Oh, my outfit? Well simple, you slip your arms, into the sleeves and-"
"I wasn't asking on how you wear it, why are you wearing it? What is with the whole get up?"
"Oh... Well, you see Luka, Kiyoteru and I have some very important 'buisness' matters to discuss."
"What could they possibly be about?" Luka asked sarcastically.
"It's classified infor-"
"Clubbing, it's clubbing, is'nt it?"
"..."
"... That's what I thought..."
"You really are a tsundere." Meiko implied cutting in.
"Meiko, what are you doing here?" she questionned.
"Here to get me some love, from Mr. Hiyama." she teased her, for some reason, the competitive flames inside of Luka boiled her blood. Not that she has feelings for Mr. Hiyama, but losing to Meiko?.. HELL NO SHE WON'T!
"So, Meiko. What is your goal of achieving his love?" Luka sneered.
"Oh nothing, Luka. Just as another trophy that I can rub in your face." Meiko boasted cattily. Luka grit her teeth hard enough for veins to buldge out of the sides of her head.
"Watch out, Meiko. He's gonna come crawling to me!" Luka spat, she didn't mean any of it, but those words were pouring out like tea from a kettle. And she was willing to continue, but the deadly buldge in Rin's eyes told her not to. This is what Rin saw:
Miku has been single for too long, so she's going to bother him about it. Rin is trying to stop Miku from humiliating herself. But now, she has to save Luka from humiliating herself, just after she told Miku off about coming on to the teacher, and stop Meiko and Lily from humiliating the teacher.
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Well, it's like what they say:
You will meet people in your life like a Box of Chocolates: There is some sweet caramel ones, there are some bitter coffee ones, and the rest of them are just nuts.
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"Iroha, why did you copy me like that?" Miki pouted, folding her arms like a child. Oh, how Iroha wanted tell her how cute she is, that would be a little creepy to Miki's standards.
"I did NOT copy you!" Iroha bluffed.
"Then, how come you had to tell Mr. Hiyama about a tutoring plan, convieniently, right after I did?"
It's all a part of my plan, dear Miki.
"And also, the fact that you had to go right before me, what gives? And I know you don't have a doctor's appointment anyway, so what are you up to?"
"Let's just say, Miki, that it was just a silly coincidence and let's all forget about it because it's unnecessary stress. Am I right?"
Miki rested her shoulders. "I guess, you're right Iroha. Thanks for reminding me, I shouldn't build so much stress." she agreed. Out of the blue, Miki felt two arms clinging onto her and around her waist. She checked to make sure what could be clinging onto her like that; other than the infamous trap: Ritsu Namine. He clung on and cried into her stomach, which drove Iroha a little nuts on the inside because back then, she cried into Miki's stomach.
Now that Ritsu was in the line, that was three extra people that cut infront of her. In a sense, Miku felt defeated. And why wait for these losers to finish up, it's going to take forever... Miku has now officially left the line. Rin has won the battle-so you would say.
"Ritsu, what's wrong?" Miki asked the Vipper sincerely.
"I wanted to apologize for my misdeed. To you, because I betrayed your word, and I regret it." he confessed. It made Miki's heart melt a little, how considerate it was of him to apologize to her. In a sense, he did betray her, but it made her happy when he realized his fault in this. He turned to the door and pointed to it.
"And I'm sorry to Mr. Hiyama; for causing him so much stress, therefore, I will apologize." Ritsu declared. Miki was estatic.
"Yes, yes. And give him the best apology EVER!" Miki squealed.
"You bet I will-"
"Iroha, come on in." Kiyoteru called.
Good Luck, Ritsu~!
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And Ladies~!
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Kiyoteru's P.O.V.
I waited at my desk for Iroha to finish what she was doing. And boy, she took a good five minutes, and I thought she had to go to an appointment anyway. I saw my door swing open, but no one walked on through it. Creepy... I tilted my body to see through the open door... Iroha, Miki, and Iroha were no where to be found... That's all that I could see anyway... And now that I looked closer, Miku was gone too. Poor kid, probably gave up because of these mean girls that cut in front of her. I could always see her tommorow.
"Iroha." I called again.
No answer.
Uh oh... She's not lost, is she?
"Actually, no..." I heard a very familiar voice mutter... Ritsu? He stepped out of the way of the door frame. He seemed shy, and a little... Anxious... Well, if I were causing so much trouble for a senior-no matter how much older they are- I would be frightened! I stood at the corner of my desk and eyed him, trying to show him who's boss. He shrunk a little as he speeded to the chair in front of my desk. That's weird, I thought that Iroha had to talk to me.
"Ritsu, the first person I wanted to see was Iroha. You didn't even schedule to see me. What's going on here?" I demanded. Ritsu crouched as if I was going to hit him. No, I'm not, but I would if I were allowed. Then, speaking of the Devil, I saw Iroha and Miki at the door. Miki seemed eager and Iroha... Exaughsted...
"I'm here," the pinkette claimed, panting "we were just chasing this lunatic down the hallway because he was too-"
"IROHA!" Miki interrupted, gasping. Iroha rolled back her eyes and exhaled. It seems as if she doesn't like him very much...
"Ritsu has something very important to tell you~!" Miki chirped. Well, it better be quick, because I want to go home earlier tonight. I nodded my head of approval, then Miki and Iroha walked back to the line. Ritsu sat promtly in the chair in front of me. I gulped, waiting for my punishment in all of this. He whipped out a roll of paper, which got me quite curious. He then whipped the paper and it rolled out to be a very long list. Uh oh.
"Say, Ritsu, what is this?" I asked frantically. Ritsu smiled modestly, as if he were trying to relieve me of the pain that's coming later.
"It's my apology speech to you." he replied sheepishly.
I must admit, this was just what I needed. But, it's going to take up my time. Though, I must, in whatever situation, be my best with the student, I want to see them happy, just like I said.
"Well, thank you Ritsu. This is just what I needed from you, go ahead and read!" I smiled.
He seemed eager, and happy... Now that I think about it, he always has that angered gesture on his face, so seeing him smile, was... Nice. He took deep breath in, preparing for this, wonderful, speech.
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... It's been thirty-five minutes... And he's still going on... He's mentioned the things that I recognize, gave a really long speech about them. But he's mentioned things that I don't recognize... I didn't know that he left the sink running in my house, or that he pissed in my mother's prize-winning garden, or that he beat my dog with a wood-cutting axe... I didn't know that I even had a dog, I'm allergic to dogs in the first place... But, beating animals is just wrong... This list was starting to anger me... I watched him continue that list.
"And I'm sorry that I-"
"-Ritsu!" I interrupted angrily. He gulped as he stared at me with buggish eyes. I continued, "You did all of this, without my notice..?" I growled, low enough that only he heard it. He whimpered.
"I... didn't do it-"
"Then why did you mention all of those things!" I stood up and interrogated him.
"...Yet..." he squealed "It might happen, so I'm apologizing for when it happens..."
... Oh, right at this very moment, I was urged to smack some sense into this kid, but I couldn't. So, I just cupped my eyes into my hand and sighed. What am I going to do with him?
"... Ritsu..."
"Yes?" he cocked an eyebrow.
"... I forgive you..." I sighed. I glanced up to catch that very twinkle in his eye. He seemed pretty happy about that.
"But you're going to have to leave, because I have other girls who want to see me." I added in. Ritsu ran up and clung on to my arm, much to my discomfort.
"Sir, can I stay with you?" he pleaded flirtatiously... Akward Turtle...
"Um, Ritsu. These girls have private meetings." I explained. Ritsu gasped and raised his hand and-
SMACK!
Ritsu just smacked me across the face and ran off for his dear sweet life... So much for an apology...
"PERVERT!" he cried... PERVERT! WHO THE HELL IS HE CALLING PERTVERTED!
"Ritsu!" I called, but he ran off far enough not to hear me... Well, I guess that was Ritsu point of seeing me...
"Iroha!" I called. She and Miki walked into the room arguing about something... I couldn't tell what it was about, I'm too tired to care.
"Aww yeah, -Slamma!" Iroha cheered... What the Hell did she just call me? Silence crept upon the room as Miki and myself stared at Iroha. We must of had strange looks on our faces, because she shrank when we did.
"Umm... Sorry.." she sweat-dropped.
"Iroha, didn't you have to go to some doctors appointment to go to?" I questionned.
"... He can wait.." she shrugged casually... I wish my doctor was that much of a push-over... Miki, on the contrary, scowled at her. What gives, Miki?
"Okay let's get started."
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... That was another thity-five minute waste of time... At longest, that plan would have taken fifteen minutes to make... At nicest, all I can say is that Iroha and Miki were really picky...
"Okay, Iroha, you will see me on Tuesdays, and Miki, you will see me on Thursdays. Deal?" I curtly finallized. Iroha gasped. Oh great, what now?
"Mr. Hiyama!" she gaped, traumatically.
"What is it?" I asked
"Why would you want to put Miki and I on different days?" she questioned, just as traumatic... Is she playing me?
"I figured that you two would be distracted in the same room, every Tuesday" I bluntly eplained.
"But don't you wouldn't you want to be home on a Thursday or Tuesday?" she questionned again. Well. I can't argue with that. I would like to go home on one of the two.
"You make a very good point, Iroha." I confessed "You both will come and see me on Tuesday. But, you'll be in seperate rooms."
"But, you wouldn't want to be running all over the place, would you?"
... Good point, once again, Iroha...
"Fine... In the same rooms." I impatiently finalized "But, no talking."
Miki and Iroha nodded at my demand. Iroha had a doofy smile run from ear to ear, but Miki... She didn't seem too impressed... Ehhh... She get used to it... I'm to tired, of this conversation... I could talk to her when I have the energy...The girls promptly walked outside of the room. OH SWEET MERCY! The next one on that list was... Rin... Ugh... I just want to go home...
"Rin!" I called. This one better be quick. At the corner of my eye, I watched a blur of yellow hair pass by. I looked up to see...
Lily? Meiko?... What? I'm pretty sure I called Rin over. And not only that, but they didn't book appointments with me, and yet, why the Hell are they in buisness suits?
"Sir..." Lily cooed, playfully, "remember that meeting?"
... Twenty bucks says that it's about clubbing...
"The important meeting." she recited once again.
"Lily, I'm not going clubbing with you." I bluntly expressed. Right now, I don't care what I say, I WANT TO GO HOME! Meiko then smirked and grabbed a hold of my tie, pulling me closer.
"Why not?" she purred vixonously. I felt heat creep up to my face... This is so, bad. She leaned in close enough that I could feel her breath, linger onto my lips... I can't lie, if she was my age, I would be so turned on right now. But, I'm more disturbed than anything right now, knowing that she's only sixteen, and her parents depend on me to teach her. Lily then leaned in, behind Meiko, trying to meet up to my face, placing her hand softly on my lap. Suddenly, Luka came in through the two, completely pushing Meiko and Lily to the ground, and wrapped her arms around my neck, again.
WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?
"Sir," Luka sniffled, then whined "my life is going down-hill!". She then squeezed tighter, and then tighter. We were close enough for Luka's scent to suffocate me.
"Take care of me, Mr. Hiyama." she sofly whimpered, burying her face into my chest. Lily and Meiko then got back to what they were doing and both of them clung onto each of my arms...
... This may seem awkard... If I was their age... I would've been the most happiest boy alive... But, I have to stand my ground and say something. And just as I took a deep breath in, I found Akari Sohma stand against the door frame...
.. Well... there goes my career.. off... flying, in the wind...
She seemed fairly... unimpressed...
"... I can explain..." I chuckled sheepishly... but it didn't move her... at all...
"... No, Kiyoteru... you don't have to explain anything..." she said, "Luka, Lily, Meiko, please, go home..." she then demanded, quite, silently. The girls left the room quite casually (for what just happened. When they left, Mrs. Sohma closed the door behind her... GAHH! SHE'S KEEPING ME HERE LONGER, AND PROBABLY JUST TO GIVE ME CRAP!
"Kiyoteru..." she murmured to herself.
"Akari, let me explain!" I cried helplessly. She folded her arms, patient enough for me to explain myself.
"They were coming onto me..." I claimed, but I doubt that she would not slip that by. I probably sounded really stupid.
"... I know that..."
What? How did she? We sat in a small pause, but then she continued.
"I had reports come in from Hanako saying that Meiko was doing that... but, what strikes me is why the other two were... all over you."
HANAKO, YOU SAVED MY LIFE, some-what. But, I don't think that this job is really suited for me, in all honesty. "Same thing... I guess..." I cooed, but she wasn't moved by that.
"Akari..." I began, and she nodded, showing attentment to myself. "I don't want to work here anymore.." I confessed.
"..Well, that's too bad." she exhaled "because Hanako told me and the rest of the staff not to let you."
.. DAMMIT HANAKO!
"What's it to her concern? Seriously, why does she want me to stay so badly? And what control does she have over the Principal to not let me go anywhere?" I interrogated. But, she only smirked.
"Well, first of all, her father is the head of the school board,-
-HOW COME SHE NEVER TOLD ME THAT!
-so, she'll get our asses fired if we fire you."
"And secondly?" I demanded.
"Secondly, she promised that this is just a learning curve, making you stronger for what troubles lie ahead, which if you ask me, I find that it would be wise to learn from this and handle it like a man"
"Is there a third reason?"
"Yes." she tittered softly "but that reason is kept confidential.", but then she muttered something under her breath, I couldn't hear it though.
"Confidential? What could she possibly be hiding from me? I would like to know, actually."
"Kiyoteru, this demanding behavior isn't appropriate for someone your age." she sneered, then continued "But, if I were you, I would just finish the day. So just stay at your desk and pretend that nothing happened. I don't completely trust what Hanako is saying, so, I'm keeping an open eye on you" she commanded and walked over to me, pointing a delicate finger at me "Pull off something funny, and you're dead." she alarmed, and walked out of the room... Huh..
Hanako... You work in such mysterious ways...
Continuing what I have left to do (and trying to forget what just happened).
"Rin, come in." I called breathlessly... This better be quick.. because I just want to go home.
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Rin's P.O.V.
I am VERY disappointed in Lily, Luka, and Meiko. Seriously, am I the only one who thinks this is crazy? I should have stopped all of them instead of... just.. Miku...
Oh crap, I just thought about it. Miku is gone, and now, I have nothing to talk about.
I BLAME THIS ON YOU, MIKU!
What could I possibly talk about right now? It can't be about anything out of the ordinary. That's definitely for sure. I'll just come up with one along the way.
I walked in to find a very exhausted looking Mr. Hiyama, impatiently tapping his pen against the desk... This is telling me, straight up, that I shoudln't be screwing around. I carefully placed myself on the chair and shivered vigorously, worried of something humiliating that I might just do.
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"... So, Rin." he started, rather bored as well. Don't screw things up, Rin! I stiffened my back and whiffed in the dry air as he cleared his throat, then he continued.
"You had something important to tell me, right?" he asked. My heart raced, because in all honesty, I have nothing to say, not anything important now that Miku gave up... Oh crap... And really, what would be the point of telling him anyway at such a late time, and just to humiliate her some more, am I right?
I glanced around the room, taking advantage of that awkward pause, attempting to come up with some emergency at the top of my head.
I could be... dying of some uncommon disease... Or, someone is threatening to kill me.. Something like that...
"Rin, did you even have to talk to me?" he questionned, very skeptically. Oh crap! What do I do? My eyes hopped from him, to the ceiling, to the window, to Gumi packing hiking equipment outside of the room. Now he was really impatient.
"Ri-"
"I'M BEARING GUMI'S CHILDREN!" I mindlessly blurted out... Wait, what did I just say? How did I just... Oh.. My... Gosh... I'm such an idiot, sitting in the chair, with a reddened face, sitting in front of an unimpressed Mr. Hiyama. Heh.. Heeh...
"Rin, is this some kind of joke?... because teen pregnancy is not something to joke.." he scoffed. I nodded my head shyly.
"Did you... actually want to talk to me?" he asked.
No.
"Umm..." I hummed. I was about to say something, but with the lack of my attention, he scooted me out of the room...
"Have a good night." he blessed before closing the door on me...
What a Jerk...
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Kiyoteru's P.O.V.
I'm very disappointed in Rin and her little 'joke'. Seriously, she wasted time for both of us. Though, I have to admit, the way that I kicked her out was a little harsh. But, I'm sure that she'll forget about it tommorow.
Well, with Miku gone, all have left is to tutor Gumi. And then I'll be home and able to enjoy the rest of the night~! I set down two calculators and shovelled out my folder of problem sheets and lay one in front of where I plan for her to sit.
"Gumi!" I called, quite excited of her being the last visitor.
"Actually" I heard Miku mutter... Miku? I thought she left!
"Miku, what? I thought you left!" I confessed casually.
"Actually... No. I didn't. Not without our little talk." she stated.. a little sadisticly too.
"Mr. Hiyama... I was waiting for the line to finish... So I left and read a book in the library." she explained, walking into the room and closing the door behind her.
"I'm sorry Miku..." I apologized sincerely.
"Oh. Don't say sorry to me~." she delightfully sang. What does she mean, because it's my fault that she had to wait for so long.
"I think you should apologize to Rin, because I think you made her feel stupid." she claimed walking a little closer to me, standing in front of my desk... I think that I did humiliate Rin a little.
"You're right, Miku." I chuckled sheepishly, a little uncomfortable of close she actually was... Not her too...
Out of the blue, she leapt at me and plastered me to the ground, with herself towering over me... Oh God. WHAT'S WITH ME AND TEENAGE GIRLS, GOD DAMMIT! Miku giggled villanously, gazing down upon me.
"Actually, Mr. Hiyama, I humiliated Rin." she admitted, "It was all a part of the plan."
"What?" I muttered. What is she talking about? What did she plan? Miku chuckled.
"I left, because if she thought I gave up on you, she would humiliate herself trying to come up with an 'emergency'. I know what she wanted to discuss about, and now she can't, because she's too late." she explained, stroking under my chin... Miku... is EVIL!
"Why is this?" I asked, as politely as I could. Miku started getting teary and collapsed onto the floor with me, arm around my back squeezing tightly.
"She was planning on stealing my Prince away from me!" she whined... Me... Prince?... Oh.. she doesn't know me.. Not a single clue of who I am. I... have no idea how to deal with this situation... because no one has EVER had a crush on me... So... I nodded my head and smiled like a complete doofus.
"She was jealous that I was going to confess first. And now that I'm here:", she straightened her back and brushed her lips against my ear. "I can't get you out of my mind." she whispered seductively. But, the only thing I could do was nod, being too shocked to do anything else. She then squealed like a little girl and crushed me in her tight squeeze.
"Yay, Kiyo-kins! You have made me so happy~!" she chirped.
"... What did I do?" I questionned. What does make me such an 'attractive person?
"Well, you aren't mad at me, even though Rin's humiliation is my fault.. And I did plan it all this time." she giggled. I am very mad at her. But, I'm just too speechless to comment on anything. She then released me from such a tight squeeze. Her hold was lighter, but I still wasn't able to move much.
"Do you like me too, Kiyo-kins?" she asked, her bottom lip hanging out, like as if she were innocent. Well, I'm not one to hate or dislike someone through first impressions. I give people many chances. So, I guess she's okay.
"Yeah, I like you Miku." I confessed, not aware of what she was thinking. I would take back those words and re-word them, because she just pecked me the cheek.
"Kiyo-kins, you're sooo charming~!" she sang delightfully, hanging onto me. She then sat up and smiled gleefully, "Do you like me enough to... Treat me... like a princess~?"
"Eh... What do you mean?" I sweat-dropped. She stood on her very two feet and helped me off of the floor. She spun around, and plopped her bottom on a random desk, lifting up one foot.
"When I ask you to kiss my feet, you kiss them". She then spun over to me and leapt into me, I was afraid that she was going to fall, so I caught her in a bridal hold... which I am regretting..
"When I want you to catch me, you catch me.". She then placed her lady-like finger gently on my lips.
"By the way. You. Are. A natural~!" she complimented. She then hopped down from my arms and held my hand.
"And when I ask, 'does this dress make my butt look big?', you say, 'No, my princess, you are the most beautiful woman in the world.". She then spun over directly to me, holding both of my hands.
"And, you will never find any other girl. No matter how pretty everyone else says she is, I'm the ONLY pretty girl in your world, but that will be kept in between us~."...
... What? Is, she calling me her dog? I don't want to do this, because I'll embarrass myself even more. Oh. My. GOD! I have to protest.
"Well," I began smoothly, "what if I don't?". Miku stood there dumb-struck, and then tears started forming in her eyes as she gripped on to my shirt.
"Kiyo, I don't... have friends.." she choked, "and I want you to be.. with me...", she then burst into silent tears and cried into my stomach... You know, I'm really bad at handelling these situations... Literally, I suck at talking to girls. And, the closer they are to my age, the worse.
"Miku..." I cooed, comforting her. She wiped her teary eyes and looked into mine... That gaze she has... is kind of... breath-taking... I don't know why, but I get emotional when I see people cry. Well, I can tell that she would like me to be her dog... Just for this moment, because I hate seeing people cry. I whipped out a tissue from the box on my desk and wiped her eyes with it, and continued "If you cry, I'll feel bad for the rest of my life.". But, just then, she IMMEDIATELY stopped and plastered a giddy little grin on her face.
"She what I mean? You're a natural~!" she chirped and planted another kiss on my cheek, then she headed for the door and opened it "Now, remember to walk me to my first period class tommorow~!".
"... Oh yeah, Hun, I forgot to ask." she claimed. I nodded my head for her to continue.
"How old are you?"
"23."
"Perfect~!"
And like that, she skipped out of the door... What the Hell did I just do... Why haven't I learned the first time: Girls are more trouble than they are worth, but it doesn't make me want to run off with Haruma on his two-seater hot-rod, because even Ritsu, is in all honesty, more painfull than Miku... Well... this job... is an interesting job.
... I wonder how Gumi is doing...
I went to peak outside to check on her, but I found a little piece of paper on the door facing outside. It said:
Sorry, 'gone hiking~! See-ya~! Love- Gummy.
It's 'Gumi', not 'Gummy'.
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Yuki's P.O.V.
That diva's and teachers conversation. I couldn't help but watch her just throw herself onto him.
That Skank.
That tealette is just like a book; she's easy to read. I know what's going to happen tommorow to that poor man. Everyone is just going to love her more, thinking that the teacher is just a fan, just because he wants to be. So, in conclusion, those freaks with those crazy hair colors are also going to take advantage of him.
Which angers me immensly. You're only going to find people like him-and myself- once in a life-time, and we're both underappreciated. It's a damned shame, how cruel this world is. And that tealette didn't help anything. I'm onto the studies if there is a parallel universe out there, there's no specific proof, but, I have a feeling that someone is reading everything I'm saying... But, never mind that!
People like Mr. Hiyama and myself are rare to find, and I'm determined to marry him, so that we can repopulate this world of blinding colors of people like us. It makes me sick, seeing precious gems like ourselves, being stepped on by these fools! Us gems must stick together!
...
But, it seems as if the little diva has got him wrapped around her finger... And, it won't work as well... because I'm only nine... But, it doesn't matter! We're only... 1.. 2 ..
... 13 years apart... I would assume.. He did say he is twenty-three.
... Oh, bother. What am I to do?...
I could possibly just learn from the professionals, right? I am in a high school. High school is full of teenagers. Teenagers are 'supposedly' the 'role-models' of us little kids... I suppose I can learn something from these... Hooligans... Besides, I was left out of these little groups, so I could learn how to 'properly' intereact. And, for the benefits of anthropological studies, I can study the way that they process information, or how they communicate, etcetera.
It's a win-win scenario~!
... You just out-did yourself again, Yuki Kaai.
How'd ya liek them Yuki's? Very literal and... a little racist... if you think about it (haters be hatin')
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