02. One summer night plus fire and fireflies. Who said only opposites attract?

Pectoral

Second Tune: The World Turned Upside Down

"Have you seen Mikan?" Hotaru approached the boy sitting on the branch of a tree.

"No," he replied flatly.

"She's probably stuffing her face with Howalons right now," Hotaru scratched her head, walking closer to the tree. "Mind if I sit down?" Without waiting for an answer, she took a seat under the tree, not caring if her shorts got damp from the moist grass.

It was a warm, yet breezy, summer night. Silence surrounded the two, both waiting for something else other than the crickets to fill their ears with sound.

"What are you doing here?" He asked coldly. "Don't you have your silly contraptions to work on?"

"I'm finished working for today," she replied. "Though I think you should be speaking for yourself. Don't you think you should socialize more? Go back to the dorm and talk to people, why don't you?"

"You're one to talk," he argued.

"At least I have more than one friend."

"Yea, you have that idiot little girl and the robot that looks like her."

"Shut up," she said loud enough for him to do as told, but calm enough to not seem too angry.

And so he did. Silence surrounded them once again, with only the crickets and distant voices coming from the buildings.

Hotaru sat there, with her arms wrapped around her knees. It was quiet, yet she felt comfortable; and she had no idea why. She looked up at him and noticed his eyes were closed. Asleep or not, it gave her a chance to take a good look at him. There was something that made her feel secure. What it was, she couldn't tell.

She looked away from him, and to the night sky. The stars were bright and fireflies surrounded the tree. The warmth of the night got to her, causing her to look at him once more. His eyes remained shut as she looked harder at him. Suddenly, it felt like she didn't know this boy at all. She hated him, and she knew he couldn't stand her either; but looking at things three hundred and sixty-five degrees around, there was more to him than she thought there was.

The question was raised once again. She wondered why she felt complete; why she was seeing something she'd never seen before. Still looking at him, she asked herself in a whisper, "Why?"

Slowly, he opened his eyes, looking deep into her amethyst orbs with his tantalizing ruby ones and said, "I wonder the same thing about you."

End.

Author's Notes: My first attempt at writing NxH, a pairing I don't even come close to liking. I'm not ashamed to say I failed at making it anywhere close to likeable. I tried because the next Coldplay song on my playlist was The World Turned Upside Down, which is exactly when I think I'm actually going to like NxH—when the world turns upside down.

And yes, I meant 365 degrees, not 360. Listen to the song, why don't you? [:

I forgot to explain in the previous chapter why entitled my drabble collection Pectoral. It's because before Guy Berryman and Will Champion joined the band, Chris Martin and Johnny Buckland formed a band called Pectoralz. When Will Champion completed the band line-up, that's when they were named Coldplay.

That was probably too much useless information for you, but I wanted to let you all know why I used that title. :P I was going to entitle it Pectoralz, but I just wasn't feeling the letter Z. ((:

Gah~ I write too much in the A/N.

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Ridley Silverlake