Chapter 7: A Simple Question...
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A/N: C'MON, WE'RE NEARLY AT 50 REVIEWS! *cheering*
I don't like people begging me to do things. It makes me feel really uncomfortable, so fine. I'll make Kokoro's point of view. I was having a really long debate with myself, rewriting chapter summaries. There will be a slight change in some chapters.
Anyways, this is Hayate's point of view (yes, I had to put it, but you know why...)
Dear Hitomi Fan No.1,
NO. St Peterson High is not a school for overachieving divas. It's just a singing competition for fun. It's not to prove who's the best or the worst, it's just fun stuff or something to declare your love to someone. I am copying my school, which where a lot is expected from you. No, not everyone is a good singer. I exactly specified that Kokoro could not sing. Ayane is average. Helena is good, but that's because her mother's an opera singer. Hitomi has had singing lessons since she was small. Kasumi can sing but she isn't participating, and so isn't Leifang. Buchfink IS Hitomi's family name, you can see it in DOA5, on the back of her soccer top. It says, '18 Buchfink'.
YES, THERE WILL BE A PLOT after the singing competition. You cannot think that I will not put a plot; that's called unconstructive criticism. It does not help me making my story any better.
Yes, the main characters are Ayane and Eliot in WTSPH, but take a clue; the first chapter, did I not clearly state the pairings in? Did I say it was just a Ayane/Eliot fic? The plot is mostly centred around them, yes, but even the book cover gives it away!
To understand the story, you must read carefully. Don't assume. You'll be ruining it for yourself.
Also, I don't think my stories are perfect. I don't even expect twenty reviews when I write. If you don't like my stories, please don't read. I don't mind criticism, but honestly, it just brings my mood down.
Sincerely,
PaiChan33
There's a change of point of views from Hayate to Hitomi.
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I hate Maths.
I completely definitively hate and will hate Maths for the rest of my life. Call me a cheater, but let's be serious. I could totally use my charms to seduce Ms Hamilton and ask her to do my Maths homework, but Hitomi will have my head. Sighing, I rest my head on my hand as I check the time. It's three o'clock. I frown. Hitomi should be here by now. Her ballet with Kasumi was supposed to be dismissed earlier today. And I need her to help me with my homework anyways.
Sighing, I turn the page to Algebra and Calculus and groan. This is so complicated! Why so I have to do this? Core Maths is too difficult, but Maths Literacy is banned by my mother. She wants us to go to good universities, so easy maths is a no-no.
I'm just about to write the formula to find the answer when a heavy weight drops onto my back. I yelp, making my books jump and fall to the floor.
"Hello!" Hitomi greets cheerfully.
"Why did you do that?" I groan, "you're heavier than you look!" She sighs and moves to the other side of my bed, where I can take a good look at her. Of course, she's wearing my hoodie, a white shirt and shorts. Typical outfit for my best friend.
"Sorry, but you didn't even hear me call your name! So I had to do something..." She smiles innocently. I glare at her, but it doesn't last and I engulf her into a hug. Call us cliche, but we have a different kind of hug from other hugs. It isn't exactly a bear hug or a light hug. It's close, but not too close, and not far at all. Anyways, I love hugging Hitomi. Her hair smells nice, and I always feel her smile in my chest when we do so. It's...nice.
"Hayate.." She murmurs.
"Mhm?" I hum, still relishing our position.
"You're squeezing...too hard...can't...breathe..." She says, short in breaths. I release her with a sheepish smile. She inhales and exhales deeply, only to scowl at me.
"Sorry. I think I went too far." I say, scratching the back of my neck. Her scowl fades into a warm smile. She ruffles my hair like a little boy and moves to see my maths book and booklet. She frowns as she examines the paper.
"Hayate, those answers are all wrong." She says, giving me an incredulous look. I flush and look away. Count on Hitomi to say that so casually.
"Well, excuse me, for not being a maths genius." I huff like a little girl and cross my arms. She rolls her eyes at me and takes a pencil from my pencil case, then nudges for me to lean and look.
"Hayate, this is Grade 8 maths, except maybe for the calculus section that you aren't even supposed to do," Hitomi gives me a pointed look, and I roll my eyes, "you just have to solve for x. It's basic equations, all you do is substitute these two," she changes the letters and numbers,"then subtract, then you divide." She then finds the answer. 3. Funny, I was born in that month.
"How do you do that?" I ask, my eyes growing big as I see her erase my very messy 'equation', and rewrite a proper one.
"Unlike you, I listen to the teacher instead of flirting with cheerleaders." My friend grumbles, writing the answer. 6. How does she get that when I get those when I get freaking 37's?!
"Jealous, are we?" I tease, poking her side.
"No. I'm not going to get jealous over easy girls." She says, again, crossing out my poorly done maths. I think she's slightly upset, but I don't know what devil is pushing me to do this.
"Easy girls? Do you think I go out with them for that?" I ask, feigning hurt. However, I don't think she took it as a joke. She turns to me sharply, blue eyes blazing in anger.
"Are you saying that I called my own best friend a man...a man..." She trails off.
"Man-whore?" I ask, feigning hurt again.
"Yes! Would I really call you that? You, my best friend since kindergarten?" She asks. She's angry, but she won't show it in front of me. She knows me, better than I know myself, and won't break unless it's necessary.
"Of course not." I mutter. She smiles smugly.
"Exactly." Then she starts explaining complicated maths that I barely understand. She gives me methods to understand what I completely don't get, and I actually get something. When we're done, I lie on my bed with a fatigued sigh.
"Well done, Hayate! You are now a maths genius!" She chirps.
"Geez, thanks." I respond sarcastically, standing. She just smiles at me. I call it that smiles. She never smiles like that to anyone else, but me. I feel so special, add sarcastic tone.
"I don't smile like that to only you!" Hitomi exclaims. Aw, shit, did I say that out loud?
"Yes, you did and it's a rude thing to swear! It means you're lacking language." She crosses her arms over her chest.
"I have to stop voicing my thoughts..." I face-palm.
"You think?" She snickers. I lunge for her and tackle her to the bed, while squealing, she hits my back. I grin and start to tickle her. Her laugh echoes across the room. Tears of laughter run down her cheeks as I continue my assault.
"Haya-Hayate!" She laughs, "stop it, you big nincompoop!"
"Nincompoop?! That's it, you're going to regret it!" I tickle her again, harder. She laughs, just as hard, tears spilling from her eyes.
"Hayate!" She manages to call between laughs. I laugh with her. Even when I stop tickling her side, we keep laughing like fools. I like moments like these; all laughter and...Hitomi...
"Nii-san! Hitomi! Dinner's ready and I hear you laughing. Is it the video with the monkey aga-..." Our laughter is cut off by Kasumi who opens the door and sees me on top of Hitomi, her clothes disheveled, my hair wild and our cheeks reddened because of the laughter.
Interesting position.
"Uh...sorry for interrupting!" Kasumi stutters, cheeks bright red, and she slams the door. I can here her loud footsteps as she flies down the stairs like she just looked into the eyes of Medusa. I look at Hitomi, whose blue eyes are wide in horror. As if sensing my gaze, she looks at me. Although she won't say it, I know she's thinking it.
Well, shit.
Hitomi here.
Imagine this scenario;
The boy you love is right above you, and then you realise this: you're in his room, on his bed, with no one else but you two, and then he's gazing at you with a strange, but familiar look that makes you feel uncomfortable, but still comfortable. All you want to do is press your lips to his and have an amazing first- excuse me, second kiss with him.
Well, I'm in this scenario.
My mother always said that when she first looked into my father's eyes, she knew he was the one she loved. When I first looked into Hayate's eyes, I completely disliked him for trying to steal away my sachertorte, on the day of my birthday.
I wanted to kill him then, and now I cannot seem to love him enough. I love him now, and I will love him tomorrow, and the next days, the next weeks, next months, next years. I'm so desperate to make him comprehend that I don't just love him as a friend. I'm in love, and that's with him.
I'm being hysterical, but that's what you do, that's what you feel.
"Hitomi?" Hayate asks, looking at me. I gulp as his eyes meet mine. I'm afraid he'll see that love that is a little more than friends. The song Better Than I Know Myself by Adam Lambert goes through my head. Curse you, Ayane for making me listen!
I swallow again, "yes?" My voice is small as I speak.
"Let's go eat?" He asks, and moves off me to stand.
"O-okay." I stutter and take his hand.
...
Dinner is filled with Kasumi and Ayane laughing away about something that Kokoro said stupidly. Mr and Mrs Tenshin, in other words, Shiden and Ayame, whom they like me to call them, are half laughing, half scolding their daughters. Hayate and I however, usually chatty, are silent, with Hayate shooting glares to Kasumi. He knows she'll say something about it and probably will nag me about it later. No one knows about my secret love; not even Leifang, my Chinese sister. I can't risk anyone to know and ruin this friendship. Ever.
"Did you study for the History test, Tomi?" Kasumi asks, smirking. I glare at her. That sneaky little copperhead..two can play this game.
"Yes, did you get a date for the Valentine's ball?" I ask sneakily. Her smirk falls and she glares at me. I smile innocently.
"Yes! Kasumi, did you get a lucky young man to go with you?" Ayame asks, her green eyes shining in excitement. Hayate gives me a hint of a smile; he knows where this is going. Better Than I Know Myself goes through my head again.
"Um...Rig is supposed to go with me..." Kasum replies, nervously twiddling her thumbs. Ayame's face falls, as Shiden's face lights up. Shiden completely adores Rig. He thinks he's the perfect boyfriend for his daughter. Ayame hates him, simple.
"Ah! So the young Donovan is accompanying you? That's great!" Shiden beams at her.
"Great," Ayane mutters sarcastically, audible for me to hear. Hayate snickers beside me. I elbow him as I glare at him. I love Hayate, but he's just so inexplicably rude!
"And what about you?" Kasumi says to me, "who's going with you?" She asks, smiling evilly. I scowl, but it fades when I feel all eyes on me. Nervously, I smile and pick at the maki Ayame made.
"I have been asked, but Leifang and I are maybe thinking of going as a group. Me, Leifang, Jann Lee, Ayane, Ryu-" Ayane cuts me off.
"And the new kid, Eliot."
"...and the new kid, Eliot are going together. I think Hayate has a date." I finish. Hayate stops eating and looks at me like I've grown three heads.
"No I don't. When did I tell you that?" He asks curiously.
"Didn't you say that you were going with Helena Douglas?" I ask him.
"No, I told Leifang that I was going with you guys."
"Oh." I respond. Secretly, I'm extremely happy that he's going with me- us than going with a date at all. At least, I won't lose my German temper- like Ayane calls it- and die of jealousy when he dances with another girl.
"Why doesn't Kasumi go with you too? Wouldn't it better?" Ayame smiles, but it's tight. Shiden glares at her.
"Why so, Ayame? Rig is her boyfriend who has asked her, is he not?" He asks. His wife glares back at him. I know what she's trying to do; she's trying to keep Rig away.
"Well, she could find him at the ball when they all get there, don't you think?" She replies, smiling victoriously. Shiden says nothing, but I know he's annoyed. His wife always wins arguments against him. That's the power of the woman, I think.
"Mom, Dad, I have a confession to make," Ayane, after being silent for a while, says. She looks nervous.
"Yes, little flower?" Shiden soften almost immediately. After the accident with Kokoro, he's always been overly protective of his youngest daughter. He would literally kill anyone who would hurt her again. He sounds so much like my dad, that one day I slipped up and called him 'Papa'.
"I'm...participating in the singing competition." She sighs, almost in relief. Hayate's eyes are wide.
"What? Why?" He asks, confused. Ayane doesn't say anything, and then looks at me. I sigh.
"Kokoro made a bet with her. If she loses or backs away, she'll make Ayane's life miserable. Well, at least that's what she told me..." I shrug. Hayate's eyes harden. He knows that's not true.
"Are you doing it too, Hitomi?" He asks, his voice strained.
"I wasn't going to, but I am now. My singing teacher thinks it could be the start of a big thing. I don't think she understood that it was just a ball." I chuckle.
"I see, but are you just doing that for fun?" Ayame asks me. I shrug and smile. Dinner goes silent from that point. Afterwards, I call my mother to tell her that I'm okay and that I'm at Hayate's house. I feel thirsty, so I grab a glass, fill it with water and then sigh. Why is Hayate so mad I'm participating?
"Hitomi?"
I turn around and see Hayate again. His face is unreadable.
I smile, "what's up? Aren't you in bed already?"
He shakes his head, "no...but I'm here to ask you a question."
The glass is to my lips again, "mhm?" I'm already drinking the tasteless drink, when Hayate shoots,
"Can I kiss you?"
A/N: WAIT, WHAT?!
Cliffhanger! I hope you liked, because I'm in quite a catty mood today.
LET'S ALL WAIT FOR DEAD OR ALIVE 5: ULTIMATE! MOMIJI, JACKY, LEON AND EIN ARE ALREADY HERE!;D
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