Chapter 10: Will she run away again?
Haruka-the girl from middle-school, who betrayed Midori. Guess I forgot to mention that ^.^'
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It was Wednesday. On Monday Fuji had explained to her that she was a cowards. On Tuesday she had told her friends the truth, which wasn't as nerve-killing and mind-numbing as she had originally thought.
'What happens now?' was what Hoshiwa Midori was thinking as she got up and looked in the mirror. October was still outside the window. The leaves were still in their most beautiful colours. So much had happened. So much, that she was afraid of leaving for school today. So much that she hadn't been able to sleep properly and had woken up two hours too early. No one else was awake. The girl sighed in defeat. 'Might as well.'
She quietly travelled to the kitchen and made herself something simple to eat for breakfast. After devouring her toast and drinking her tea she wrote a note for Naoko (as Kida would usually get up only 10 minutes before work started) that she had already left for school and silently left the house. The sun was rising and the air was pleasantly cool. If she had known a longer path to school, she would have definitely taken it. Unfortunately she didn't and getting lost wasn't the best other option. Arriving at school way too early it is then!
The few cars and silent chirps reminded her of home. The pleasant silence which could only be experienced in mornings in Tokyo was soothing. The girl was about to sit down somewhere just to enjoy the calmness a bit longer when suddenly two hands came around her neck and someone shorter than her nearly knocked her off her feet.
''Morning Midoriiii~~~~! You're never this early.'' Haru exclaimed.
Staggering a bit she got her balance back and peeled her friends arms off her. ''Yeah I got up earlier.''
''Wanna watch me at practice?''
''You know I know close to nothing about tennis.''
''You won't have to know anything, just watch our captain torment us and feel sorry for us. Did you know that regulars have a harder time at practice than the rest?''
''It'd make sense. The better you are the harder you have to train.''
''You remind me of my captain.''
Midori had to smile at her friend ''Haru, I know you're a hard worker, otherwise you wouldn't have become a regular already during your freshman years.''
''It's not about how hard the training is. I can endure anything. EVERYTHING,'' after a short moment of Haru-power-pose she shook her head with a laugh, ''It's about getting up at 05.30. It's Madness I tell you. MADNESS.''
Both of them started discussing how the school should allow successful members of a club to skip their first lesson so they could sleep and have energy for after-school practice.
Some way or the other Midori ended up asking this question: ''By the way is Yazawa in any clubs? I don't remember anymore.''
''Well I remember in our 2nd year she was boasting how beautiful her flower-arrangements look, so I suppose she's in the flower-arrangements club then.''
''Hmm...''
''I also remember how annoyed she was when all those rumours started going around school, which were mostly about you.''
''Isn't she the one usually making them up?''
''Mhm.'' Haru nodded.
''So she's constantly making up dark rumours about me and hates me because I'm popular, because of the rumours?''
''Yep, she's pretty pissed about it''
'The stupidity of human beings is an amazing thing.' was a comment Midori decided to keep for herself
In the middle of their talk they had reached the school grounds and as it was coming to an end they reached the tennis courts.
''So you're staying?''
''Might as well.'' 'At least girl and boy courts aren't in the same place.'
-~-After practice-~-
''Ahnn...I can't decide whether I feel dead or refreshed.'' Haru wobbled towards the main building. Alongside with her was Tama and Midori. The brunette smiled at her friend while other one just sighed. ''I'd go for dead.''
''Ahhh? Even Tama-chan is exhausted?''
''Yes. That is because I spent the whole yesterday evening trying to convince my cousin that getting hit in the face DOES indeed hurt.''
''Hmm? Did he think that it didn't?''
''Too many video games.'' Tama muttered an explanation and they walked towards school in silence.
As they got nearer to their classroom the group noticed Yazawa and some of her friends standing next to the door. Yazawa looked up to see who the newcomers were and as she locked eyes with Midori a grin appeared on her lips. It was obviously a failed fake smile. The annoyance was just leaking out of her eyes. It struck Midori that it was the same grin that Haruka always had. At this moment she realized that it had nothing in common with the grin Fuji wore. It wasn't really a grin, it was a fake smile of annoyance. Or maybe it was just because he was a boy and the grins of girl's are scarier?
While wondering about the question the girl looked away and turned to walk into her classroom.
Midori Hoshiwa felt very strange when she stepped in the classroom. There was a mixture of anger, surprise and dismay. All those emotions lit up as she saw Fuji Syusuke sitting in her seat and talking to Tezuka Kunimitsu. Her friends, too tired to notice, walked towards their seats and greeted Sakura. Even Haru didn't notice the tensai sitting in her friend's seat. Hoshiwa stood in the doorway just to glare at him for a few moments, until the boy noticed the deathly aura aimed at him. Despite it he smiled.
''Good morning Hoshiwa-san.''
''Wrong class.''
''Ah, I guess I'm being kicked out already.'' he smiled his usual smile at her. Not because he was pleased to see her, but because as she was talking to him, there was less hate in her eyes. A good sign. ''Hope to see you during lunch-break he said under his breath while passing Midori and leaving the classroom. Midori, for some odd reason, felt it was for the best if she glared at the person sitting left to her, the person Fuji had been talking to. The person why Fuji was probably sitting in her seat in the first place. Tezuka, after noticing her glare just stared back. He was partly used to the sudden glares/stares sent to him, so the boy could easily stare back without any emotion. This exchange of glares/stares was put to an end with an ''Arghh! I hate tennis players!'' and she fell down on her seat. Haru had heard her statement and after staring at her for a half a second she flew over to Midoris' side of class.
''Why do you hate me? '
''Ah...'' realizing her mistake she patted Haru on the head ''I meant male players.'' ''Now I'm a sexist? Christ!''
''Hmmm? Why do you hate the boys then?'' the black-haired girl knelt down besides her friends desk. With an innocent-kind of look she was secretly extracting information, hoping to find out something new about her. After discovering what Midori had been doing in middle-school, Haru had developed the belief, that Midori was still hiding something from her.
''Because,'' she glanced towards her left, ''BECAUSE.'' and said no more.
Amai sweat-dropped and peeked behind her. Tezuka was watching her now. With a blush she flew back to her seat.
After having been left alone Hoshiwa kept wondering about several things. Most of which made her feel even more annoyed with everyone. At some point during her thoughts the lessons had started and after half an hour she felt like getting up and telling everyone that they were idiots. 'Calm down' she suppressed the temptation. Her wanting to figure out why she was so annoyed with Fuji came to no result, except making her become more ticked off. She wasn't mad at him because of his grinning, although that did make her become automatically suspicious and vary of him. No it wasn't that. His pranks were a mild annoyance. They shouldn't be able to make her feel this frustrated.
''ARGH!'' She finally yelled out, unable to solve the problem.
''Is there something wrong Hoshiwa-san?''
Realizing what she had just done she blushed and told the teacher she had a headache. He excused her to the nurses office. It wasn't really a lie. She really did have a headache from all this thinking. It was a mystery she had ignored for two and a half years. The reason she was so aggravated whenever the said boy was around. 'It's no use.'' she sighed and slowly walked towards the nurses office, where she hoped to get some peace of mind.
Maybe it was the lesson, which had caused her brain to malfunction. History did that to you.
At some point she returned to class hoping that the lesson might distract her...which was really a failed mission.
'Lunch break will start in ten minutes.'' the voice inside her head announced. '' I know that g'damnit!' her own voice yelled back. It was biology, one of the neutral subjects she actually paid attention to. Not at this moment though. Right now, Hoshiwa , was staring at Oishis' back, refusing to glance towards the clock. Yet she did 'Still ten minutes. Damn. No. Now it's nine.' and her stare locked again on a singular point on the back of the person sitting in front of her. And so it continued for about 45 times until all nine minutes were over and the bell rang.
Realizing that time does move forward she grimaced. 'Now what? I could ignore him. But that wouldn't solve the problem and he'd call me a coward afterwards anyway. Why can't I just have my peace? Why does he have to screw my head up with all these idiotic thoughts?'
She felt frustrated enough to scream out loud again, but managed to stop right after opening her mouth.
''Then after experiencing some pain you run away from it, refusing to look back at it, to face it.''
''The bastard's invading my thoughts now as well. Why should I care what he thinks of me?''
Finally having made her resolve she got up and left the classroom.
I confess...I have no idea why I did this. If you dislike randomness skip over the following text to the text in italics to read the A/N.
You are sitting in the audience. Quiet whispers were the only thing to be heard. Curious gazes directed towards the stage. Yours included. The curtains - closed. Suddenly the lights dim and the velvet curtains opens. Behind them stands Hoshiwa Midori, who seems to be in a bad mood, and Fuji Syusuke, smiling as always. The few whispers cease and everyone's attention is on the pair standing in front of them.
''I greet you'' a clear male voice reach to your ears
''Hmpf.'' a quieter, dissatisfied female one as well.
''Hoshiwa-san you shouldn't be so grumpy only because you didn't receive the attention I did.''
''I don't need it.''
''Then why do you look so unhappy?''
''Hmpf,'' the same voice grumbled again
''Well I'll answer myself then. You're unhappy because I'm currently considered the most popular character of the story, if you count the reviews. In the chapter, which was mainly centred on me, there were 9 reviews received if we add to that half of all the other reviews then I win, well excluding that one chapter where I wasn't mentioned much, but that is, I believe only 4 reviews.''
''The author just likes you better.''
''Flies of butter? Of course. Why else would that person write a fanfic about me?''
''That's it! I hate you!'' and in her own dramatic kind of way she leaves the stage.
And so the curtain closes leaving a single Fuji standing and bowing for you.
Yes I know I made Fuji totally OOC in that thingie ^^^^, but after realizing that the previous chapter got the most reviews I couldn't help it. Sorry if you hated it, because it was something totally random. It won't happen again. Or will it?
Anyhow I had planned to make this chapter a long one, but seeing as it'd have too much in it I sliced it in two. The next one should come out soon as it's 2/3 done.
Once again- big thanks for all the reviews you've left me 3 (distributes cookies)
Once my mock exams are over the next chapter will be out. It'll have all the main things in it, which I had planned for this one but meh.
Now time to study math and history. Yaaay .-.
Hope you enjoyed it!
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