Hello again everyone~ Here's the next chapter- enjoy or not! If you've noticed there's not much bad language in this…it's because they're children, so meaning I'm just at their childhood part, but I'm almost off to their teens. No Flames~
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The four orphans shot up hearing the sudden announcement made by the teen. When it got Haruya and Fuusuke alarmed, they both hit each other's heads, both yelping:
"Ouch!" they rubbed the sore parts of their heads; while on the other hand, Miki suddenly got up and was unwary of the sleeping white-haired boy. She suddenly hit the latter's chin.
"AH!" Atsuishi cried, Miki's eyes enlarged seeing the white-haired boy moan in pain,
"A-Atsuishi-chan! I'm – I'm very, very, very sorry!" Miki asked for his forgiveness, she didn't really mean to do that.
"N-No, it's j-just my tongue, I accidentally bit it…" Atsuishi stuck up his tongue and crossed his eyes to look at how red it had become.
"Whoops, I guess I overdid it…" the dark-haired teen giggled to herself, "Okay, minna-san, time for dinner…even though I haven't made it yet…" Hitomiko murmured to herself in the end part of the sentence. She smiled happily at the children; (even if they were physically hurt a bit) she did a gesture to tell them to come out of the vehicle. The four children walked out of the van and headed for the living room and left Hitomiko behind so that she could park the van back in their lot and to take the groceries in the kitchen.
"Atsuishi-chan… I'm sorry about the…erm, it was my fault why you bit your tongue a while ago…I really am bad luck." She looked away, regretful of what happened. Miki twiddled her fingers habitually,
"Again for the second time Miki-chan, it's not your fault." Atsuishi glared at her, he was getting tired reminding Miki that it was no one's fault. Why was she always demeaning herself?
Miki shifted her gaze back to the white-haired lad, anxiously, "But… what if you're tongue bled and—" Miki's words were interrupted. Atsuishi grew pissed, it was just too damn annoying to hear the little girl say things all over again, he pushed Miki against a tree and locked her wrists to either side of her head, and yelled:
"Miki! Would you stop belittling yourself?" Atsuishi scowled at the little girl, tightening his grip around her wrists, "Stop saying stupid this like: 'I'm bad luck' and 'I'm sorry' when you didn't do anything wrong! Stop it! All of it!" Atsuishi used to be the well-behaved lad among orphans, but now…seeing Atsuishi like this—it didn't look nor sound like him at all. Maybe, this is how the white-haired boy acted whenever he was pissed. 'Maybe, Atsuishi-chan…hates me…what am I saying? Everybody hates me! People in this place, my mom, and my dad…those girls…everyone hates me.' Miki thought deeply into her judgments, drowning from all the memories of how much her dad loathed her as a daughter… 'Where ever I go…people hate me.' Miki was unwary about the fact that she was already shedding tears; it hurt too much to remember the past. She remembered when she hesitantly looked forward to being here in the Sun Garden, she thought that her world would be all new, she thought everything would change—and everything would be better. But every single expectation she had, wasn't really what she expected right now. Everything almost turned out to be the opposite.
"Miki-chan? No, no, no, no, no! D-Don't cry! I didn't mean to hurt you like that!" the white-haired boy grew startled, he didn't think a single move could make the sensitive girl cry. Miki lowered her head in embarrassment, those damn tears just won't stay still, she'd cried three times this day.
"Atsuishi-chan…why does everybody hate me?" Miki asked in a trembling voice, she can't help keeping those hurt and violated feelings inside her anymore, the longer she kept it in her chest, the more she got hurt.
"Hey, what are you talking about?" the boy with the scar on his right cheek patted the purple-haired girl's back twice, "I don't hate you…" Atsuishi weakly beamed at her.
The purple-haired girl instantly shot her head up, she looked at Atsuishi in disbelief, Atsuishi was wondering why she was looking at him like that. He pointed his face and asked:
"I-Is there something wrong with my face?"
"N-no! It's not that… I-I just…didn't think you…didn't hate me at all." Miki still couldn't believe what he'd just said earlier. 'Atsuishi-chan, doesn't hate me?' she grew mixed up in her thoughts… the only adjective that would perfectly fit Miki right now is the word: 'Paranoid'.
"Silly," the white-haired boy pinched her nose, "Why would I hate you when you're such a good friend!" Atsuishi flashed a smile at her, making her blush because of embarrassment.
"Th-thank you… Atsuishi-chan." Miki thanked wholeheartedly,
"You know, I noticed something…" Atsuishi narrowed one brow and lifted the other, but he had a small smirk plastered on his lips, "I think you like Fuusuke-chan…don't ya?" Atsuishi teased.
Automatically, the brown-eyed girl flushed pink because of that, apparently, she did have a little crush on Fuusuke—he was cute, he was kind and lovable! What's not to love about him? But yet, she lied to Atsuishi, since, it might be rumoured to Fuusuke if ever she would tell her little feelings.
"N-no! I don't! W-Why would you think that! M-Maybe it's you who likes Fuusuke-chan!" Miki retorted, but suddenly noticed something was wrong with her sentence, Atsuishi liking…a boy?
"I don't think so…why would a boy have a crush on the same gender? Foolish Miki…" (note the italicized words—in short, Haruya and Fuusuke)Atsuishi stuck up a tongue at the purple-haired girl who was pouting. "Admit it! Admit it! You like Fuusuke-chan!" Atsuishi circled the purple-haired girl who was currently walking away from him, heading towards her room so he couldn't approach her.
"I don't!" Miki huffed looking back at him, but the other boy continued to tease her. When they both reached the living room, where all the children were playing videogames (specifically the boys) while the girls played 'Tea Party', dolls and dress-up and other things you could add on to child's play.
Atsuishi didn't stop following Miki and bantering her about it, when Miki arrived at the room, her brown eyes met Fuusuke's teal ones. A light blush ran through her cheeks. The other boy following her; he too saw Miki and Fuusuke looking at each other.
"Miki-chan! Miki-chan! Come, come! Let's play Mario Kart!" the cheery teal-eyed boy smiled sweetly at her. The Mario game was the usual 2D game back then.
The white-haired boy playfully jerked his arm to the purple-haired girl's elbow,
"Miki-chan…Fuusuke wants to play with you~" he sang mischievously right through Miki's ear…giving her a shudder,
"Miki-chan, is something wrong?" Fuusuke assured with the usual worried expression on his adorable face,
"N-No! E-Everything is alright!" Miki waved her arms in front of the teal-eyed boy, telling him not be so concerned about her. Fuusuke grew sceptical about the other child's behaviour; she seemed a little too nervous, why? He observed her appearance and found her sweating a bit.
"Hmm…you look kinda…red, Miki." Fuusuke pointed both his cheeks, showing what part of Miki's face was red. Miki avoided eye-contact with the snow-haired boy, and lowered her head to hide her reddened face,
"I'm tired. I'll j-just go to sleep." Miki pointed up the stairs,
"Sleep? But we haven't even had dinner yet! And it's still 6pm!" Fuusuke pouted at Miki, begging her to stay, even for just one game, or at least…until they had had their dinner.
Atsuishi continued to chuckle softly at the flustered Miki, and at any rate, it was adorable to see Miki with a flushed face. Miki shot a glare at Atsuishi, telling him in body language: 'I can hear you chuckling!'
"I-I guess I could stay for just ONE game…" Miki placed a finger on her lips, looking down. Fuusuke grinned happily, at last…the timid little girl managed to play games for a while.
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"Hey! You're good at this!" Fuusuke pouted cutely at the purple-haired girl, "You didn't tell me you were good at this game! You're unfair Miki-chan!" the teal-eyed boy nit-picked.
"A-actually Fuusuke-chan… it's my first time to play this…" the brown-eyed girl simply smiled, while Fuusuke muttered:
"Beginners Luck…Miki…" he glared playfully at her, but the latter just giggled.
"Another round?" forgetting what she said moments ago, ("I-I guess I could stay for just ONE game…")
"Oh you bet!" Fuusuke took his buttons again and steadied his two thumbs on each side, raising his elbows, 'I'm prepared to beat Miki!' impishly he thought. Abruptly, someone breaks through the duo's games,
"Fuu-chan," the three (Fuusuke, Miki and Atsuishi) looked at the proud looking Haruya. And another weird thing about that was he called the snow-haired teen 'Fuu-chan'… "Step aside," he pushed Fuusuke and took the controller in his hands; he set the game to a two-player mode. "No one beats me in this!" Haruya proudly said, looking at Miki. "Oh, and by the way… my name's Haruya!" he grinned cheekily at the purple-haired girl. Miki just giggled.
"Nice to meet you, Haruya-chan." Miki greeted him hello for the first time.
"You too… now, get ready because I'm gonna kick your ass! 3 over 3 okay?" Haruya haughtily pointed himself with his thumb. Miki didn't know what the word 'ass' was, and little did she too know it was an offensive term of something every human has…she just shrugged it off.
The game started as the two player had their tongues placed sharply on their upper lips, trying to concentrate on the game. While Fuusuke had his death glare on the jerk that'd just pushed him out of a game like being untagged in a boxing match. While Atsuishi, watched the two challengers play while he was eating a sandwich.
(Have you noticed something? Yes, question the story alright)…Why is Haruya playing with Miki even if he doesn't he doesn't like her? Simply because he wanted to see what kind of personality Miki had... and it was either one of the three choices on his head, 'Yep she's good.'-'Normal.'-'No she's a freakin' bad guy!'
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The game had ended up in a draw; Haruya dropped his controller, glowering at the Miki in doubt.
"Haruya, you're really good! But it ended up in a draw… so cheers for you and me." Miki smiled at the redhead, 'Hmm…she's respectful and kind.' Haruya thought, one point for 'Yep, she's good.'
"Well. I'll beat ya next time!" Haruya arrogantly smirked.
"Well, why not start now?" Miki challenged again, she didn't actually care whether she'll win or lose, she wanted to have fun.
"Sure! Why not?" Haruya said in a daring tone. The redhead picked up his controller and set it to a new game, "Ready, get set, go!"…
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The carrot-haired girl and her turquoise-haired friend were playing dolls in their room (they shared a room together), but An told Honoka that she left one of her doll's beautiful clothes downstairs in the living room. The two dashed downstairs as fast as they could so that they still had time to play dolls before dinner starts. Subsequently, the two found a purple-haired girl in the living room, and was the only girl in all of the boys playing the videogame, and, since An had a this little crush on Nagumo, her head started to boil up in anger.
"Ready, get set, go!" the redhead yelled in preparation for the next challenge given to him, but surprisingly, the screen turns black all of a sudden. The redhead's eyes amplified in anger, 'What kind of bitch would do thi—'
"Oh, I'm sorry…" An placed a hand on her mouth, and behind her was her friend playing along the feigned anxiety they both daubed on their faces. Miki noticed the little smirk on Honoka's face, and inevitably knew that their apology was a fake. "I didn't mean to interrupt your happy plays… I accidentally stepped on the wire…" An pretentiously placed a finger on her lips, pouting cutely- as if she was so innocent about the disconnected wire on the floor.
Miki started to really get on her nerves, she hated spoiled children.
"Then I ask you: Why do you have to pass this way?" Miki frowned, trying to keep her voice cool from exploding. An winced,
"B-Because…" she looked to her left, trying to think of an excuse, "W-we were getting our doll's clothes!" she straightforwardly said, without thinking. Miki lifted a brow; the two gals knew very well she was contemptuous about their excuse.
"Isn't that box over there," Miki pointed to the far left side of the living room, "where you keep your doll's clothes?" she questioned.
Haruya and Fuusuke were seeing so much evidence that the two girls did it on purpose.
"Hey, yeah… Miki-chan's right!" in recognizing, Fuusuke glared at the orange-haired girl,
"If you have nothing better to do than disturb our time—beat it." The redhead shot a fatal glower at the two girls. An 'hmph'-ed and stuck up a tongue at Miki. 'We'll get you next time…' the duo thought in sync.
"Minna~ time for dinner! I've got Tonkatsu cooked and ready for all of you~" the voice of the dark-haired teen echoed through the living room.
"Miki-chan! Sit in between me and Haruya-chan! Please oh please!" Fuusuke begged pouting adorably at the purple-haired girl.
"Yeah!" Haruya added 'Miki isn't so bad after all…it was only the smirk that made me suspicious about her…' Haruya thought.
"O-okay…" Miki giggled. An continued to sulk, she hated girls who beat her in arguments or debates.
Possessively, the carrot-haired girl grabbed Atsuishi's arm so unexpectedly, it startled everyone.
"Come, Atsuishi-chan…let's play dolls!" An struggled to act fabulous after being defeated in an squabble.
Atsuishi's right eye twitched, "I'm a boy you idiot!" he yelled at her.
"Oh! We're going to have so much fun~" An tested Miki's jealousy,
"No~ it's time for dinner! Nyaa~ I wanna eat already! I'm hungry!" Atsuishi whined and tried to run away from An tightly clutching his shirt around her fists. "Miki! I wanna go with Miki!" the white-haired boy ran towards the purple-haired girl, but only ended up as a rubber band stretched but eventually went back.
"Ahaha…" Miki sweat dropped, "H-have fun then…" she walked away, catching up with Haruya and Fuusuke who'd already walked to the dining room. 'Why isn't she jealous?' An let go of Atsuishi, looking sadly at herself, 'Now that Miki is here, she's taking my place…' she lowered her head in realization. 'Haruya-chan… she's going to get Haruya…' the orange-haired girl always had the hidden feelings inside her chest whenever she would remember the redhead with the gold colored eyes… 'Miki's going to take him.' She frowned.
An's personality was usually jealous and always wanted to be the best in style and charm. And now, she's envious of Miki…who wasn't even considerate about those stuff she wasn't interested in. 'That girl… taking what's mine.'
"An-chan! An-chan! Yuhoo~ are you in there?" Atsuishi waved his hand in front of her face. An snapped out of her thoughts. "It's dinner, I'll get going now…bye!" the boy with the scar on his right cheek gestured and dashed off to the dining room- actually trying to avoid An and her friend.
Honoka could clearly see how vexed An was, she slowly patted her back,
"Don't worry girl," the violet-eyed girl smirked, "We'll get our payback…" An smiled at her best friend…both giggled sinisterly. Let the malevolence—with the cause of antipathy—begin…
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Guys, I'm sorry to tell you this, but I think I may not be so active during the month of May. But I'll try my best to update the following chapters this April. Sorry for the errors and imperfections you've spotted… And oh, I'm not boasting about anything but…tomorrow's my Birthday ^ ^ (I don't why, but I don't wanna turn thirteen…) good day to you all… No flames~ reviews anyone?