AUTHOR-SAMA HAR NOW RISE FROM THE DEAD. I'M BACK PEEPS. Buuutttt, I have no idea what's going in my head at that time, so I'm starting from scratch again. LEL it's been too long since I watch MLM so I'm going to .

Chapter Seven: Something Wrong, Something Right

Sayuki's P.O.V

Okay, I've got two things to do today. One, ignore Number One jerk for as long as I can. Two, sort things out with Sohma. He almost confessed to me yesterday and I freaked. Not how I usually handle things but that's just how it is. All these and confessions and stuff are scary. I'm not kidding. I've seen what it does to people. And there is absolutely no way in hell I would like, date Sohma. He's my best friend! How do you date a best friend?! Besides, I don't feel that way.

Grabbing my bag with my essentials for basketball, I turned to a full length mirror in the bathroom.

"Wow, I hate you, Sayuki. Why must you get yourself in such a mess?" I scolded my reflection and it wriggled its nose in disdain. Then I left for war.

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When Hyosun saw me, he grinned, "So, how you feeling?" I raised an eyebrow at him and he grinned wider, "How did it go?" I didn't answer and he blinked at me for a moment, "Sohma told he was going to tell you once and for all and-"

"Where is he?" I asked blankly and Hyosun froze. I don't think he saw the colder side of me before.

"Uh, he's with the other guys..." He said softly. I nodded, unsure what I was going to do, but I was just going to wing it. When I walked over to the group, I saw his signature hair and quickly went over.

Placing a hand on his shoulder, he turned at the touch. When he saw me, he froze but he tried to force a smile, "Uh, hey, Sayu." I nodded and smiled a little to the others, "Excuse us."

With that, I pulled Sohma away, ignoring the hoots and calls. Well, they thought. I turned a corner and dragged Sohma behind the building that hols the bathrooms and showers.

"Why?" I deadpanned when we were out of sight. He blinked in surprise at my reaction.

"Why would you want to ruin our friendship? You know I can't like anybody! You're my best friend!" I said, my voice getting louder after each word. He watched me seriously, his eyes steady, "Is this because of Kai." It was more of a statement than a reaction. I felt my hands curled into fists and look away.

"You know. So why?" I growled, gritting my teeth. I felt him grabbing my shoulders, shaking me slightly, "I'm not like Kai! Please, Sayuki, give me a chance. I really do like you. Why can't you let me in?" I shook my head and closed my eyes painfully, "I know... But I can't bring myself to like anyone anymore..."

He shook me again, harder this time, "Please, Sayu. You can't not love anyone for the rest of your life! Just one chance, Sayu." A sob wracked my body and he froze.

"I told you, Sohma. I can't. I don't have feelings for you. I'm sorry if I made you think that. I can't like you. I'm just your friend." I shrugged him off and tried to walk away but he grabbed my wrist.

I felt tears roll down my cheeks as he whispered, his voice cracking, "Do I really not have a chance?" Feeling worse, I shook my head. He held on for a moment before letting go slowly.

"Okay. I'll get over you then. I'm sorry." He said sadly and I nodded before running away from him and into the trees nearby. Once I got behind one, I sat down and began to sob.

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-Flashback-

Kai grinned at me as he held my hand, "Come on, Sayuki!" I rolled my eyes at his excitement. We were going to a party his classmate threw. He said it was a way to liven my soul, since I'm such a boring old grouch. I tried my best at being a boring old grouch but Kai refused to see that side of me. He was the only person who had seen me cry, the only friend that knows how crazy I get over candy and puppies. Kai knew everything about me and I him. And we both knew we had a crush on each other.

So when he told me to dress up nicely, I did. We had a lot of fun that night. When we danced in the living room that night, Kai finally confessed out loud to me and asked me to be his girlfriend. It was all so perfect.

But of course, it didn't last for long.

One slip up. One drunk driver. One corner.

And Kai was ripped away from my life.

It happened last year. It was just the beginning of the year. Not many people knew how devastated I was. Only a few knew we had feelings for each other.

Kai was a the kindest boy I've ever met. He was considerate and he protected me. He made sure I got home safe when we got out, he made sure I was warm enough when it got cold. He even asked for permission to hold my hand. From that day when he left me, I cried for two weeks.

Even though we were practically just kids, I didn't know what love was until I met him. It was as if a part of my soul was ripped away when he was gone. He didn't even get to be my first kiss.

That's when I knew I could never fall in love again.

-Flashback end-

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I leaned back on the tree and sighed. Well, that went well, I thought bitterly. I sighed and got up. I left my bag at the same spot I ran away from Sohma. I groaned as I got up from my spot. I've let all my energy out. Time to bail. I'm a coward, yes, but I can't face the others after all that. Maybe I'll take a break from basketball.

Oh, who am I kidding? Basketball is my life.

Sighing again, I went back to get my bag.

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I went to the nearest café and ordered a latte. I sat at the window seat, my back facing the front door. Sipping my drink, I stared at the world outside, as people bustled about. My mind wandered as people come and go.

I was enjoying my release when suddenly a voice spoke up beside me, "Enjoying the view?"

Groaning inwardly, I turned and met eyes with Blondie. I sighed and turned back to look outside, ignoring him. Just my luck. He hovered and I cursed inwardly.

PLEASE DON'T SIT. PLEASE DON'T SIT. PLEASE DON'T-

"There isn't any place left." He stated and I sighed, looking around to make sure.

True enough, the lunch time hour is here and the café is filled with people. I nodded and waved at the empty seat in front of me, giving permission. Blondie obliged and took a sip from his drink. We sat there in silence, partly because I was ignoring him, partly because we have nothing to talk about. I watched as the clouds turned slightly grey and a smile ghosted my lips.

My favourite weather.

I cocked my head slightly and noticed that the swallows were flying low. The smile solidifies. A great storm is coming. I love it.

"What's making you so happy, tomboy?" The voice asked me from the opposite of me.

"It's going to be a lovely storm later." I sighed in replied and leaned back against the comfortable plush chair. I guess I'll be staying here for some time more. Great. I don't feel like going home either.

Suddenly the pets began to float in my mind but I quickly brush it away. Nii-chan had that covered. He's taking care of them today. So I get a break. As much as I love Chibi, I need rest. The little white puppy is a bundle of energy that's sometimes draining.

"You like this kind of weather?" I groaned inwardly at his next question and raised an eyebrow at Blondie, "I suppose someone is being very talkative today." The blonde shrugged but kept quiet. Sighing, I crossed my legs and stared at him. He blinked in surprise at the look on my face but he held my gaze.

"What are you doing here, Blondie?" I asked pointedly, hinting that he's not welcomed around me. He was quiet for a few moments before he spoke, "Why are you avoiding me?"

Immediately, I felt my body tensed up at his accusation. He's not wrong so why am I feeling guilty? Sensing he hit a raw spot, he rests his head on his hand as he waited for my answer. I scowled and looked back at the sky, "I have no idea what you're talking about."

"You know full well what I'm implying, Sasahara." I felt a shiver down my spine when he said my last name. I turned to him and a smirk played at his lips as he watch my next move. I growled at him slightly, annoyed, "What do you want, Yamaguchi?"

His amusement only seemed to increase when I said his name like a curse, and when he replied, I froze.

"You."

I spluttered a little at his comment and quickly tried to recover, "W-what? The hell is that supposed to mean?!" He snickered, "It's kind of priceless, the look on your face."

"What's going to be priceless around here is the price of your balls when I kick them so far up your throat." I threatened and he grinned his arrogant grin, "I like to see you try, tomboy."

Infuriated, I plunked my hands on the table and stood as I leaned over the table, my face turned into a snarl, "You are everything that I despised, Yamaguchi, and I have the right mind to-"

I was silenced by his lips on mine.

My eyes grew wide as saucers and I pulled away after I realized what was going on, which was five seconds later.

"Your blabbering is annoying as always, Sasahara." Blondie said, smug satisfaction clear on his face, "But you have very soft lips."

I felt my face flushed as I glared at him, "Get out of my sight."

"Are you embarrassed?" he teased slightly but my gaze was steady, although I could feel the heat on my cheeks, "I'm dead serious, Yamaguchi. Get. Out." Apparently, that wasn't the reaction he expected but I didn't give a rat's shit about what he thinks. I need him to go away.

He stubbornly sat there, watching me, "I don't think so."

Infuriated, I grabbed his collar and seethed, "I have enough to deal with today, Yamaguchi. I advise you to get the fuck out of my face before I make you." He blinked at my language and pushed away my hand, "Very well."

He stood up, looking down at me, his anger levelling mine, "You just have to be another girl that I can't get." And before I had the chance to retort, he left.

I felt a rush of anger through me. Is this what it is to him? A game to get girls? Aside from Mizutani, he thinks I'm just another prize to win? Well, screw him and his goat. Who the absolutely hell does he think he is?!

I sat back on my seat before I noticed a tingling on my lips. My eyes flew open wider.

That little shit stole my first kiss! How dare he... I touched my lips lightly. It was a sort of comforting tingle.

'Stop it!' I thought to myself, shaking myself awake. 'Get a grip!'

Hugging myself, I turned to look at the drizzle outside and relaxed a little. At least the storm can comfort me.

HAHAHAHahaha...hah...I'm so very sorry you guys... I'm just fast forwarding everything. It's not my usual way of storytelling but hey, worth a shot. SORRY AGAIN.