Sorry it's been a while. I kind of gave up on this story, but a lot of people actually like it! So, here's chapter two at long last!
ORIGIN
Chapter Two: Who is that Guy?
I told Kazune about my ring. I told him that my Gram gave it to me for my thirteenth birthday and I have had it ever since. He seemed to understand, and his sternness slowly melted away from his face.
"I see." He said. "Do you know how your Grandmother got that ring anyway?"
"I'm…" I thought about it for a few seconds. "I'm not quite sure. She never really said where she got it. I'll have to ask her next time I see her."
"That's really cool." Karin smiled.
"Oh, great." Kazune sighed. I blinked.
"What's up, Kazune-kun?" I questioned him.
"Oh, it's nothing. It's just that someone I really dislike just entered the room." He responded. Everyone looked over to see who just came in the room. I turned to look, too. Maybe it was a crazy ex-girlfriend of his or something.
But instead, I saw a rather tall young man with black hair and a pair of glasses.
"Who is that guy?" I asked.
"Kirio Karasuma." Yuuki said. "He's the president of the student council here."
"Karasuma?" I asked. "I just met Kirika and Himeka Karasuma yesterday."
"You did?" Karin's face had some sort of shock to it…a shock you don't find very often.
"How?" Himeka asked.
"They're my next-door neighbors." Suddenly, just by the way Karin, Kazune, and Himeka's expressions changed, I knew that there was some sort of problem with the Karasuma's. But what was so wrong with them? Kirika was so courteous to me, and Himeka Karasuma was sweet and withdrawn. What did they have against them?
Kazune stood up, the austerity back on his face again, and clenched onto my wrist tightly.
"Kazune-kun!" Karin shouted.
"What's the matter, Kazune-kun?" Miyon questioned.
"Arakaki-san," He stared at me with his crystal blue eyes. "I'm sorry, but we need to go somewhere private to talk. It's rather important."
"What's this all about? Let go of me!" I got out of his grasp.
"I'll explain it all once we find someplace better to talk." Kazune said. "Forgive me, but this is vital."
"Vital?" I stood up. "What do you have against my neighbors? I only just met two of them for a day and they're kind to me. What gives?"
"Just let me explain!" Kazune exclaimed.
"I don't want to hear it! You're being so disrespectful to me!" I got out of my chair and ran out of the cafeteria. I didn't care if I was running in the halls, I just wanted to get away from that jerk. I kept running and running in the empty halls, getting farther from the cafeteria each step I took. I found a staircase that led up to the roof and I walked up all of the stairs until I reached to the top. The door was slightly propped open by a block of wood and some light shown through the dark staircase. I opened the door and a small gust of wind blew into my face. The sun shown brightly and a couple of birds flew by in the clear blue sky above me. I walked over to the rail and leaned against it.
"What's going on?" I asked. "Why was he being so rigorous with me?"
"Excuse me, miss," A new voice came from behind me. "Aren't you supposed to be eating lunch with everyone else?"
I turned around slowly, where my eyes fixed upon Kirio Karasuma…the president of the student council…the man that Kazune-kun detests for some strange reason…the man that would be my next-door neighbor for God knows how long…
When I looked into his eyes…a strange force hit me. This force was like none other. It was so strange, like a bit of wind was knocked out of you…but somehow it felt out of this world. I might've looked like a complete idiot as I stood there and gazed into his eyes like they were an entrance to a world of dreams…but I don't think he seemed to notice much. I snapped out of this strange experience and finally had to answer his question.
"I just wanted to see what was up here. I'm new here, you see." I responded.
"Ah. So you're the new student." He said. He walked closer to me. "Suki Arakaki."
"Yeah, that's me." I said. "And you're Kirio Karasuma."
"Correct." He gave me a small smile. "Kirika told me about you."
"She did, did she?" I said. For some reason, my face felt like it was on fire…but maybe the sun was just shining on my face or something. He was staring right into my eyes…strange…his eyes looked almost crimson. It was quite pretty, actually. Then again, anything is prettier than my yellow eyes…and speaking of my yellow eyes…
"What an interesting eye color you have." He said. I lightly gasped and turned away from his stare.
"Weird, isn't it? I don't like it all."
"Why? It suits you."
That's it. My mind was going into a strange overdrive now. My face was hot, my heart was pounding, and I just had so many strange urges it was absurd.
"Th-thanks." I said softly. I usually wasn't so timid like this.
"Oh, my, look at the time." He said. "You should head to your next class, Arakaki-san." He said. "But I'm sure we'll have more time to talk later."
"Y-yes." I said. "I would like to talk to you more."
"Good." He smiled. Suddenly, he leaned in closer to my face and grabbed my face with his hands…they were cold as ice. "We have a lot to discuss." He stood there and gazed into my eyes…and then the bell rang. It was so loud it rang through the staircase that led up to the rooftop and was heard throughout the startling silence. He let go. "Farewell for now, Arakaki-san." And with that, he walked down the staircase.
I stood there for the longest time, completely dumbfounded of what had just happened. But whatever happened, it left me with the biggest confusion I have ever felt in my life.
"Why is my heart beating at such a vigorous pace?" I placed a hand on my heart and felt as each heartbeat pushed roughly against my chest. "What's going on here?"
…
When I got home from school, I went to my bedroom and shut the door. I curled under my covers and assumed a fetal position. I did not want to discuss this with my mother…and Junko…well…she had her own problems to deal with. And my father and little brother would handle this obscure situation like rocket science…they would have no clue what to do. I lay there for the longest time, not even touching my schoolwork. I just lay there and thought about all that happened from the cafeteria…to the rooftop with Kirio Karasuma. Just thinking about him made me feel light-headed and giddy for some reason. Suddenly, there were three knocks on my door.
"Suki!" It was Junko. "Our neighbors are downstairs! They want to properly welcome us to the neighborhood!"
"You mean…the Karasuma's?" I questioned.
"Congratulations. You win a prize which has yet to be given." She said. "Get your butt out of your room and come and see them."
"Are all of them down there?" I asked.
"One…two…three…I see three of them. So I'm guessing yes."
"Does one of them have glasses on?"
"Do you have the attention span of a potato?"
"Okay, okay, okay, I'm coming down!" I kicked the sheets off of me and looked into the mirror. I fixed my hairclip, ran my fingers threw my stick-straight hair, and made sure I looked presentable. I still had my school uniform on, but I didn't care. I opened the door and slowly walked downstairs. I didn't want to trip and land on my butt like yesterday in front of Kirika, so I was extremely careful on each step I took. I walked into our living room, where my mother, Nobio, Junko, and the Karasuma's were. My father was still at work and was going to come home late. But there he was, Kirio Karasuma, sitting on the couch next to Kirika and Himeka Karasuma. They saw me walk into the room and I stood there, looking down at my socks.
"Ah, Suki." My mother said. "You're here. I thought you were ill, you didn't even say hello when you came back from school."
"Yeah…sorry about that…" I murmured.
"You're still in your uniform, too?" Junko raised an eyebrow and chuckled. "Are you that attached to your school or something?"
"No! I just took a small nap and forgot to change my clothes." I flushed.
"That's nothing to be embarrassed about." Kirika stated. I looked up to see if Kirio was looking at me…he was. I immediately looked down again.
"What's wrong, Suki?" My mother asked. "Are you not feeling good?"
"She was acting a little strange before she came downstairs, too." Junko exclaimed.
"Junko-chan!" I gasped. "I was not!"
"Tell us what's up." My mother said.
"I'm just a little sleepy. I'm sorry…I'm just going to be in my bedroom. Good night." I quickly ran up the stairs and ran into my room, closing the door and curling under my covers again. "Shoot! I just made myself look like a totally rude idiot out there!" I bit my lip and tried to erase all that happened. But no matter how hard I tried, I still felt like a fool. I just wish that never occurred.
…
I was standing in the shower, rinsing the suds of shampoo out of my brown hair, and couldn't stop thinking. Kirio Karasuma…
I couldn't put my finger on it. I just couldn't figure it out at all. That strange burst of adrenaline I encountered on the rooftop returned once I saw him sitting on my furniture in my house. It was just…incredible, to say the least. I turned off the water and wrapped a towel around my body and another around my head. It was awfully nice having your own bathroom…maybe I would learn to like this new house.
I stepped out of my bathroom into my bedroom and set out my pajamas…which consisted of a loose T-shirt of an angel with pink hair and rabbit hair accessories (Misha from Pita Ten!), and black sporty shorts that were too short for any school dress code. I was ready to remove the towel off of my body…when out of the corner of my eye…
I looked out of my window and saw a figure in the window of next door. I peered out and saw the posture…the height…the hair…the glasses…of Kirio Karasuma.
I wanted to shriek and hastily ducked down in case he would catch me wearing nothing but a flimsy towel. I peeked my head up and began to watch him. He only had pants on…he was shirtless…and he was drinking from a water bottle. It was fascinating to watch him, and I didn't know if that was exhilarating, or just plain creepy. I army crawled all the way to my bed and quickly put on my PJ's. I put my hair in a high ponytail and walked back to the window to see if he was still there. He was, and this time, he was looking directly at me. I gasped, blushed, and did an awkward wave of hello. He did a wonderful crooked smile and waved back. He then grabbed something and looked like he was writing something. After a few seconds, he stopped writing and picked up a piece of white poster board. There were words written in black marker. It said:
"Tomorrow after school, meet me on the rooftop again. We still need to discuss some things."
I stood there and absorbed all the words in. I gave him a nod and a small smile. He flipped the paper over.
"Sweet dreams, goddess."
GODDESS?
Before I had time to grab paper and write down "WHY IN THE NAME OF SAM HILL DID YOU CALL ME GODDESS?" but before that, he waved goodbye and closed his curtains. I sat there, mouth wide open, and staring at the curtains in utter stupor. After a minute or two, I closed my window and walked over to my bed and lay on it. Once more, the covers were over my head and my mind didn't shut up.
What is going on?
That was about the thirtieth time I asked that to myself today.
All of this was just madness in my brain. It couldn't take it anymore. What was this weird feeling I got from this guy?
For some reason, at this time, I suddenly remembered something in a book I read a long time ago…I barely remember the book, and even the title couldn't come into my mind…but I somehow remembered a passage in this currently unknown book…it read:
"The first time I saw you
I knew it was true.
That I'd love you forever
and that's what I'll do."
Love at first sight?
No.
No.
No.
It couldn't be.
Was I already falling for my next-door neighbor?
TO BE CONTINUED!
I hope you liked it! At long last, it's here! Hopefully chapter three will be a lot quicker to update than this chapter! SEE YOUS LATERS!
-da Panda