I continued to stare at him, and I had an itch to walk away.
"..." I didn't say anything, roses never lied. Never.
"I-I... So what does this mean?" he asked, startling me with a loud voice,
"Goodbye Kiba. Thanks for making me believe in you. My downfall was apparent...Wasn't it?" I asked, I dropped the flower stem, and looked away, "I thought... That I had finally found someone... That loved me... Well... I knew this was going to happen... I knew I shouldn't have come..."
"I THOUGHT YOU SAID YOU WEREN'T GOING TO LET GO 7 YEARS OF FRIENDSHIP!"
"...That was then I thought you actually were my friend... But lies don't count now..."
"THATS BULL SHIT! AND YOU KNOW IT!!"
"..." I turned and began walking home, with him jogging beside me,
"Y-You don't believe me do you..."
"Look, if you want my forgiveness, you got it, happy?"
"I didn't want that to happen,"
"Well, it did,"
"This isn't fair!"
"My life isn't fair, get used to it,"
"WHATS WRONG WITH YOU!?"
"Nothing..." I said, "Everything..." I whispered,
"LISTEN TO ME!"
"I'm standing right here, I can't do anything but listen right now..."
"I didn't want to kiss her,"
"But you did,"
"But I-"
"If you didn't want that to happen, you coulda prevented it, so just drop it ok!?" I snapped,
"I love you!" the little pieces of my heart jumped, but I fought through the shock,
"Lies are something for the blind, they can't see through the thick fog that hides you from the truth,"
"But I'm not lying!"
"Whatever Kiba. Theres no point in arguing about it now."
"Whats that supposed to mean?" we were at his house now, and I knocked on the door,
"Its us!" soon after, the door opened to see a shocked Tsume and Hana,
"Kumori! Your eyes are all... red and-"
"PUFFY!" Tsume yelled, dragging me inside, and sitting me down. It looked like a scene from old detective movies, where the criminal is questioned, "Now, tell me what happened,"
"Nothing, mom!" I said, covering my misery with a sweet and peppy voice,
"No, really now! Tell Tsume all about it!" I frowned, my expression turning dark,
"I. SAID. NOTHING!" I snapped and quickly went to my room. I grabbed my backpack and packed all the necessities, I changed into my pajama's and set my ninja outfit on a chair, ready for the next day.
"Let us in! Kumori! You better open this door right now!"
"No! Just leave me alone!!" I screamed back, leaning against the door,
"Fine! Let Kiba in!"
"No! ESPECIALLY NOT HIM!" I heard grunts of effort, and the door swung open, and I was slammed onto the floor, I yelped in pain but no one seemed to notice, Kiba was forced in and Tsume closed and locked the door.
"Are you ok?"
"Never. Better." I hissed through my teeth, he went over to me and offered a hand, I didn't take it, instead I stood up on my own and rubbed my sore back. I glared at him, but he was persistent,
"Talk to me,"
"What if I have nothing to say,"
"Then just listen,"
"I got no choice, we're locked in here."
"When I said I loved you, I meant it,"
"Yeah. Sure."
"Really Kumori, I love you, not in a brotherly way, I love you, ever since we were kids, but I didn't know it then, I loved you and wanted to spend every single second with you,"
"..."
"I wanted you to be happy, I just wasn't sure if you'd be happy with me, or with someone else,"
"Well... Little too late..."
"What do you mean by that!?"
"I'm leaving tomorrow." he gaped at me,
"Leaving. Where?"
"I'm going with Naruto to look for Sasuke,"
"Unbelievable, after all this we have to say good bye for who knows how long!"
"Like you care,"
"I do,"
"No matter what you say Kiba, I don't think I'll ever believe you," he scoffed,
"You really do act like a bitch sometimes," he stepped in front of me, looking down,
"Then why do you try so hard?"
"I told you. I love you," I covered my ears and closed my eyes, I turned away from him,
"Stop it....Stop it! STOP IT!!" I screeched, (Wow, she does this a lot doesn't she?)
"Not, until, you say something back."
"Like what!?"
"Tell me you hate me. Tell me that you don't love me. Tell me you want me out of your life, and I'll go. I just want you to be happy, I... I don't care with who... I want you to stay in my life, I want you to stay with me, but if thats not what you want... I'll leave." my eyes were getting watery and everything was fuzzy,
"..." I choked and inhaled, "... Th-then... Why do I find it so hard... so hard to believe you?"
"...Because you don't have enough proof to say I'm not lying, you always were like that... Always thinking rationally..."
"At least I think..." little rivers of tears flooded and the floor was wet,
"No matter how much it hurts, I'll leave if you want me to."
"... Prove it."
"What?"
"I don't believe you, make me believe you, you said that I was always rational."
"..."
"What?"
"I can't prove it,"
"...See? This is what I mean! You can't prove it!" I stomped my foot like a 3 year old and pouted,
"You won't believe me if I do,"
"What makes you think that?"
"Because I told you already. I love you. And I think thats all the proof I need," he stepped forward and pinned me against a wall, both hands on either side of my face, I looked away and pink crept over my cheeks, he looked down at me. This scene was far too familiar,
"Kiba stop it."
"No."
"Get away from me."
"I don't think you mean that."
"Yes I do! Now back off!" I tried pushing him away, but he didn't budge,
"Now. Tell me what I want, or don't want, to hear,"
"I DON'T HAVE TO! JUST...SCREW OFF!" I punched his chest,
"Kumori..." he breathed, I jumped a bit at the hot air that washed over my neck, "Tell me."
"I-I... I have nothing to prove to you. I'm the victim!" I stated, leaning back as far as I could,
"Stop that. We promised each other. We would tell each other, I told you, now...Tell me..."
"No! I don't have to and nothing you do can make me," I felt a shiver run up my spine, but I had no idea why that happened, this was Kiba. Theres no reason for this anyway,
"If...I prove...it...You have to...promise...You will believe me..." he said slowly, almost in a hushed tone, Kiba nuzzled my nose with his, slightly, and I turned away,
"-gasp- Um... -shakes head- I-it depends...what it is..." ...Something caused a searing pain in my lips, well thats gonna leave a mark. I gasped slightly, and crossed my arms in front of my chest, a failed attempted at pushing him away, again. I felt a warm hand, stroking my stomach from my waist. I mumbled something incoherent, I didn't even know what I was trying to say. He grabbed my wrist and slammed it onto the wall. Kiba was never the gentle type. And I could never imagine him EVER being gentle. Ever. The tears didn't stop, I wanted him to stop. But... I wanted him... I loved him. I wanted to kiss him back. But... I felt Ino's presence, and it was wrong. I wanted to puke. So much... The heat near my waist vanished, and my other hand was pinned. I didn't close my eyes. I couldn't. Much like Gaara, I felt that if I closed my eyes, my soul would be eaten away. Except I felt like my pride would be stripped away instead. I struggled to remain myself, along with my dignity, which was, less than enough.
"Common now Kumori...Give in... You know you want too..."
Wh-who are you?
"I'm Kochoumakai," (OK, well, in my world, I'm not japanese, but I am asian, so I tried to figure out how to say it, Kochou means butterfly and makai is supposed to be hell. Kumori originally means shadow. So it all fits, Kochoumakai means(or is supposed to mean) Hell butterfly, because of the japanese way of saying the last word, first in english. Hell, I don't know! I'm just a minor! Geeze! Back off! Kochoumakai is my friend too, well not, physical friend, but ya know...)
Who the hell are you then?
"I'm a part of Tenshi no Akuhei."
Thats...uh...very interesting...
You really are clueless aren't you? A low voice growled, Gobi?
"Stop pretending that you aren't hurt. Stop acting like this. We're sick of it."
What do you mean by that!?
"You've denied it for to long! Its giving me a damned migraine!"
I don't care.
Ino is better for him. So shut up.
"You love him."
Stop it! Just leave me alone!
"Admit it, you believe him, you just don't want to get hurt again after you leave tomorrow,"
Well your wrong.
"LISTEN TO ME! JUST ENJOY THE TIME YOU HAVE LEFT WITH HIM!" Kochoumakai screamed,
I shuddered and noticed him staring at me, he needed to breath. Sometime or another. He pulled away at last and we both panted heavily.
"Believe me now?"
"Get away from me!"
"...!" he backed away slightly, the tears have long stopped, but I felt like they were gonna start again,
"...I-I'm sorry..."
"..." he looked at me with a raised eyebrow,
"I felt Ino. Like she was watching us. I just can't take it, I was supposed to be your first kiss," I tried to change the subject,
"But you were... Remember?"
----Flashback----
"Hey Kibi!" a small 10-year-old me greeted, wow, I grew a lot,
"Hi!"
"Kibi... You promise you won't leave me?"
"-sigh- I told you that. I won't ever."
"Reeeeally?"
"God your annoying,"
"Its a gift."
"Yeah, you are."
"-giggles- Thanks. Your a cutie yourself,"
"Hm, are you flirting?"
"Nah, just thought I'd get your hopes up,"
"Aw, thats cold."
"Hm, maybe, but you aren't."
"What the hell?" Yeah, I know, a 10 year old Kiba saying, 'what the hell'. Heh, heh, cute,
"-giggles- Ok, I have to meet Hina-chan."
"Sure. Whatever," I kissed him lightly, and he was painted red,
"Hah! I knew you'd fall for that!"
"My first kiss was you!?"
"What, you prefer Hina?"
"N-no! God no!"
"Ha ha, the dumb act is cute,"
"...Thanks?"
"Ok! Bye Kibi!"
"Yeah. Bye." I ran away and looked back, waving at him, ok, well that was embarrassing, at least he thinks it was only to tease him... I sighed, least my first kiss was him...
----End of Flashback----
"It still feels wrong..."
"Really?"
"Kochoumakai... told me to tell you..."
"Wait! Who the hell is Kouchoumakai?"
"Its Kochoumakai! (Yeah, it DOES make a difference.) And...She told me to tell you..."
"Tell me what?"
"I love you."
Yeah, I know, I'm soooo evil... MUA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! Going skiing with my class tomorrow... Yatta! -devilish grin- Sorry, but your gonna have to wait deary. But, there might be a make out sequence in the next one. Err, well, thats all I'm gonna say. I really don't like writing those. They make me really, really uncomfortable... But they're necessary... The lemon might be a lime though. Lime as in not describtive. =D sorry, but I'm not ready for that yet... Gross...OK, till next timez my humble readerz!
Shyoko-chan