Hey, just wanted to say something quick. I'm currently working on a title page for Re: BbaL. Still working out the kinks, but I hope to get it up by next month : D
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Summary: Remake of my original story "Bluebells and Lavenders". Drastic change ahead, beware!
A/N: My beta reader is BluebellsAndLavender, so if there is any problem with the grammar, feel free to take it up with her!
BluebellsandLavender: OHMYGOD. THE ENDING IS SO EPIC. CLIFFIEEEEE. I LOVE YOU.
"speaking"
'thoughts'
The main characters are in their senior years (grade 12).
A/N: I have a reason to why I gave the characters certain last names. All will be explain in the author note at the bottom.
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An Ikarishipping Fanfiction
Re: Bluebells and Lavenders
Chapter Two
"A Message"
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Previously...
"You and I have textiles together."
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"I beg your pardon?" Dawn was really confused. She didn't know how the schedule went by at her new school. She's had been going by a semester school system; so having eight different classes being separated into something called 'Day One' and 'Day Two' made her want to cry in a corner.
"I assume that you're not familiar with the day one-day two system, are you?" Drew asked, looking over May's shoulder while he wrapped his arm around her waist.
Dawn shook her head. "I've been going by the semester system my entire life. I don't even know what block flip is."
"Oh, well see. It says on your schedule that your regular day one class is: Comparative Civilization, Textiles, English and Drama. Block flip simply means that instead of going to Comp Civ in the morning, you go to your Textiles class. It's the same deal with day two. Block flip basically last about three months," explained May.
"That long!"
"Yeah, but you get the hang of it. Don't worry too much about it." May handed Dawn her time table back. She elbowed Drew, allowing her to walk towards the bluenette. "So anyways. You better grab your things and follow me. We have textiles together!"
"Don't you mean, all three of us have textiles together?" Drew asked impatiently. His hands on his hips as he looked at the short brunette.
"You hear something, Dawn? It sounded kind of like there was some obnoxious, green haired jerk right here with us," May exclaimed loudly.
"Oh, very funny May." Drew flicked May's forehead and began walking towards the textiles class (wherever it was).
"Dammit, Drew!"
Dawn moved forward and stood beside May. "You two sure have a lot of sexual tension," she said with a smirk.
May's face turned bright pink. She turned around and grabbed a hold onto Dawn's shoulders, shaking her in the process as she defended and explained herself to her. "Drew and I will never get together! Y-You hear that! NEVER. It's impossible for us to be together at all!"
"Okay, okay. I believe you..."
May's shoulders relaxed and she took her hands off of Dawn, letting them fall to her side. Her head turned slightly to the side as she inhaled and exhaled, exhausted from the explanation.
"So, where's the textiles class?" Dawn asked. She quickly closed her locker door and picked up her yellow backpack and held it close to her.
"It's just through that hall there, ya see? Past the benches that surrounds the office. The school's big enough to have a lot of classrooms and lockers, but sometimes getting there can be a drag. Anyways, we really should get going." May dragged Dawn towards their first class of the day. She was rather excited. Having to meet two people and befriending them so quickly was astounding, even to her.
As they continued walking, several students stopped May and Dawn to greet them. Dawn stood in the back, trying not to cause too much of a distraction. The walk to class took much longer. People were constantly stopping them just to talk to May. Whether it was about homework, the weekend, or just silly gossip.
"Oh boy. I'm sorry about that Dawn. I wasn't expecting people to do that," said May, clasping her hands together.
"No worries. You must be pretty popular here to have a bunch of people to come up and talk to you," Dawn commented, taking out her water bottle and taking a sip.
May laughed. "What? Me? Popular? No way!"
It was clear to Dawn that she was merely being modest. They finally reached their class, once the two girls entered, a rose was thrown at May. It smacked her in the face and fell onto the floor with grace.
Dawn bend down to pick it up and passed it to May.
"Dammit Drew! What is wrong with you! You don't go throwing flowers at people! Especially roses!" She grabbed the full bloom head of the flower into her hand. She stomped towards the chartreuse haired boy and stuffed the flower down his vest.
Drew got up, fishing for the flower. Once he removed the red rose, he threw it onto the wide table and met eye to eye with May.
"What the heck is wrong with you! You can't stuff something down someone's shirt!" He yelled.
"I didn't stuff it down your shirt. I shoved it down your vest. There's a difference Drew," May replied stubbornly. She crossed her arms and placed her weight onto one leg as the other moved forward. "And you know what? You're a hypocrite! You can't throw a rose at someone! Thorn-less or not! It's kind of dangerous you idiot!"
Dawn continued to watch as the two argued. But as they continued to yell at each other, they unknowingly attracted a crowd.
"What's going on here?"
Dawn turned around and there stood a young woman with dark pink hair and blue eyes. It seemed that the woman was the sewing teacher because she harbored several dozens of keys and an ID card that laid against her torso as it dangled from a clip connected to a thick strap like material that wrapped itself around her neck.
May and Drew finally stopped tearing at each other's throats and noticed the teacher had just walked in.
"Miss Birch, Mister Shu, mind telling me what you two are doing distracting the other students?" The teacher's voice was calm but stern.
The two of them bowed their heads, murmuring apologies to the teacher. The woman shook her head and turned to face Dawn with a smile.
"You must be Miss Bertliz. It's a pleasure to have you in my class," her voice softened up. She placed her hand on Dawn's shoulder and guided her half-way to the front of the class. The teacher looked around the room and rose her arm, her hand faced up, pointing at an empty seat next to May.
"How about you sit next to Miss Birch."
"Okay," Dawn replied. She made her way over to the brunette and sat down next to her. She could see May slump over the table, her arms resting beside each side of her head.
"Are you alright May?"
She shook her head. "Yes...no...I don't know..."
An eerie but annoying loud gong that one would hear from a bell tower rang through the PA system. The teacher came around to Dawn and introduced herself properly as the sewing teacher.
"I'm Ms. Paris. It's wonderful to have another student in my class!" She piped.
"It's a pleasure to be here Ms. Paris! I've always loved to sew," Dawn replied. She put her bag down on the floor and looked back up.
"Alright class, you guys can continue on with your projects," Miss Paris announced. Everyone, except May and Dawn got up and retrieved their projects from the back of the room.
"Miss Bertliz, may you come up here please?" asked the teacher.
"Y-yes!" Dawn made a quick glance at May, frowning before she walked over to the teacher.
"Since you're new, I want you to try following these steps to make a tote bag. You can share a machine with someone," the teacher suggested.
"Alright." Dawn took the instructions and was about to carry them off back to the table when the teacher stopped her.
"Oh yes, Miss Bertliz, you can find the fabrics you need tucked away in one of the cubbyholes in the large table at the back."
"Okay!" The bluenette continued to walk back. She placed the instructions on the table and went over to find fabric. The girl rummaged through the endless containers filled with scraps of fabric that it was hard to find a big enough piece for her tote bag.
"Come on...why are there so many little pieces of fabric?" She asked herself. She reached the bottom of the first bin and found a nice pattern. It was pale blue with white swirls that accented the stems of a flower. Little dots outlined the stem, stopping where the actual swirls began.
"This is really pretty..." said Dawn. She folded the pattern neatly and tucked it under her arms. She walked back to her desk and laid the fabric out onto the table. She saw May still sitting there but this time, she had her project out on her lap and had a threaded needle between her fingers.
Dawn leaned over to her new friend and watched as she pushed the needle through the fabric. "What're you doing, May?"
Without looking up, May replied, "I'm trying to sew the buttons on the front of my blouse. It's rather difficult."
"Yeah, I can see that."
"I can also see that you're making a tote bag." May smirked, showing her teeth.
The bluenette nodded. "Yeah, it seems fun. Plus this fabric looks really pretty. I'm thinking that I'll give this to my Grandma when I visit her this weekend."
"That's sweet!" May gushed.
"Mm. My Grandma is ill so she'll probably be out of it, but I'm sure she'll enjoy the company of her daughter and granddaughter being there!" Dawn chirped.
After talking with May for a while, Dawn started working on her tote bag. She placed the pattern pieces on the wrong side of the fabric and began cutting each piece out, making sure they were correct and even. Her eye twitched when the fabric moved a little, causing her to stop what she was doing to fix the fabric and resume cutting.
The scissors were hard for Dawn to handle because they were the ones that could barely cut through fabric. She looked around, hoping to find another pair of scissors but sighed when she found that they were in use by other people. She picked up the pair in her hand and glared at them.
"Having trouble?"
Dawn turned around and saw that Drew was standing right behind her with his project neatly folded up in his arms.
"Yeah, these scissors are really annoying," she replied as her eyes squinted. She put the utensil down flat on the table and sighed.
"Here," Drew fetched a pair of scissors from another table and handed them to Dawn. "Use this if those scissors are bothering you," he finished as he took the ones Dawn was using off of the table.
"Really?" She asked with a gleam in her eyes. Drew nodded.
"Don't fall for his stupid charms, Dawn. He plays around with girls," May commented bitterly. Dark rings formed under her blue eyes as she continued on with her project. Drew exhaled silently and placed his free hand on his hip.
"You know, you're not really cute when you say stuff like that," Drew snubbed.
May's head turned slightly, but her eyes met his with fierceness. "Oh shut up," she hissed.
The corner of Drew's mouth curled upwards, pushing the muscles in his cheek up, slightly covering the lower half of his eye. His eyes were bland and uncaring. "Make me, Piggy."
The two turned away from each other as Drew moved away from them and made his way to the teacher to hand in his project.
Dawn's head snapped towards May's direction. Her brows were knitted together and pouted as she semi-scolded her friend, "What was all that about, May? Why are you two always so mean to each other?"
"It's nothing for you to worry about Dawn," May replied quickly.
The bluenette huffed. She stopped asking questions but she was determined to get answers out of the both of them one way or another.
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It turned out that the three of them were headed to their next class together.
"This is great! Two classes in one day!" May exclaimed happily. She took a bite of her cookie and giggled.
"We saw her time table, May. I, for one, have three classes with her," said Drew.
"I'm right here, you know," Dawn piped up.
Her two friends were too focused on arguing with each other that they failed to hear Dawn's words. She decided that it was best to leave them to their lovers quarrel and enjoy the show, however mean that may have been.
The three friends walked past the benches that surrounded the office, walked towards the trophy cases and made a few turns before they reached their next class. Dawn found it absolutely confusing with the turning of the corner and how large the school was. She hoped that she would be able to find her way perfectly.
The classroom was different from what Dawn had imagined. It wasn't at all like the normal classrooms where the desks were all flat on the ground facing the front. They were all lined up neatly on decks stacked up against each other.
"Wow, this is a really awesome classroom," Dawn commented brightly. Following her friends.
"This used to be a music room, which is why those steps are still there. It's really neat, except for the fact that it's hard to get in and out of the desks." Drew replied as he made his way up to his desk at the very top next to the window.
May followed suit, however, her desk was a row away from Drew's. She sat somewhere in the middle of the row and placed her bag down, instantly chatting up with a few friends who sat behind her or beside her.
Dawn chose to sit in an empty desk in front of May and sat there patiently as she waited for the bell to ring or the teacher to come in.
"Move."
Dawn looked up and saw a slightly tanned boy with a pretty muscular build looming over her. Her fingers unconsciously picked at the skin around her nails, ripping the hard dead skin and dropping them into her lap. Her eyes met with his stone cold glare.
"What are you? Deaf? I said move it!" He barked.
The girl jumped when his voice was raised. She quickly got up and walked down the steps, touching the plain ground and holding onto her bag in her arms. The boy gave her a side glance before running his fingers through his lilac colored hair and purposely bumping into her as he went to his rightful seat.
"That was so rude, Paul!" May's voice was able to quiet down the people around her, and soon, the entire class. Drew came down to where they were.
"What's going on?" He asked.
May turned her head to face Drew and pointed at the boy that sat in front of her. "Paul basically shouted at Dawn to get out of his seat!"
Drew looked down at Paul. "Really Paul? This is her first day at school here, couldn't you be nice at least once?"
The said boy clicked his tongue in annoyance. "No. I don't really give a damn if this is her first day at school. You idiots should have warned her that this was my seat before this twit sat down here. If you'd told her, we wouldn't be in this mess."
"Hey! What's wrong with you?" Dawn was fairly irritated. She didn't like how he was speaking to them.
Paul eyed Dawn carefully. His arm folded neatly on top of the table. He only showed a blank and uncaring expression as he looked at the girl in front of him.
"Nothing is wrong with me. I think the question is, what is wrong with you? Haven't you ever heard of the word 'ask' before?" He said with a dry and sour tone. Dawn had the urge to back down and apologize but she moved the feeling to the back of her head. Her head was held up high and her eyes looked down at his.
"Of course I've heard of that word. But even so, you needn't be such a jerk about it. Maybe I just didn't think about asking if this seat was empty. Maybe I was afraid to talk to other people. You shouldn't assume things, jerk."
Paul pushed his chair back and stood up. His back was hunched and his head was stretched out in order to directly stare into her eyes.
"Are you trying to test me, Troublesome?" He asked with a harsh whisper.
Dawn didn't dare move. She couldn't tear her eyes away from his. Her hands wrapped around her bag even tighter and she clenched her jaw with discreet. She could feel his breath tingling her nose, but what was more was that she could sense his cold and bitter personality seep into her body. Dawn took a step back and shook her head to rid of the unpleasant feeling.
"I have a name you jerk. And I really don't want to waste my time talking to you, so if you'll excuse me, I'm going to find an empty seat that I can sit in." Dawn let out a loud huff and turned her heel. She saw the teacher come in and she instantly walked towards him.
"You really did it this time, Paul," said Drew.
"Tch, whatever." Paul grunted. He sat back down in his seat. His fingers were folded on top of each other as he brought his hand up and directly placed them against his nose, his elbows were planted firmly on the table. He continued to watch Dawn through the slight gaps in his bangs. His thick brows met at the center and his eyes squinted. Paul's lips were transformed into a small thin line. His eyes followed Dawn's every move. When she sat at a desk at the opposite side of the room, his eyeballs went back to looking at the front of the class.
"Alright class, we have a new student today. Please welcome Miss Dawn Berlitz," said the teacher. He pointed at Dawn, who gave the class a small wave before shrinking into her seat from embarrassment.
"You all remembered that today is where you pick your partners for the Mythology project," he started, "has everyone decided who they want to be partnered up with?" He asked.
The entire class nodded. Paul continued to watch and waited for the right time to ask his question.
"Good, anyone who doesn't have a partner yet?" He turned to look at Dawn for a brief moment and said, "I'll give you the worksheets that you need. And I'm sure whoever your partner is will fill you in on what we're doing, Dawn."
Paul rose his hand. A small devilish smirk appeared to replace the thin line.
"Yes, Mister Shinji."
"I'd like to be partnered up with the new girl."
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A/N: Okay, name explanation time:
Characters so far with English last names:
Dawn Berlitz, May Birch, Ash Ketchum, Gary Oak
Reason for above: It was rather difficult trying to find appropriate last names for them. In the original BbaL I used their Japanese names as their last names – but with further brainstorming, I knew it wouldn't work out very well.
Dawn's last name SHOULD speak for itself being that in the Adventures manga, her manga counterpart is named Platina Berlitz.
The reason I gave Birch as May's last name is also because of the manga AND the games. May/Sapphire is the daughter of Professor Birch. (That and in the game, your rival has a younger brother.)
Ash and Gary's last name should be pretty explanatory.
Characters so far with their Japanese names as last names:
Misty Kasumi, Drew Shu and Paul Shinji
Drew...I couldn't think of anything that seemed appropriate for him to be his last name, so I ended up with using his Japanese name.
For Paul, I know he has a brother named Reggie. But I checked to see if Reggie's Japanese name was different, and it wasn't. So...yeah...the Shinji family...don'tjudgeme;A;
In this story, Misty has no sisters. I'm going by the in games/manga. She is an only child. I repeat, Misty HAS no sisters.
Explanation completed. I bid you all a good-day.
-EPRika-