Samu-sa no naka, kasai furea kanojo no kokoro chapter six
L.T: hmmm...OOOOWWWWW! OWIE ZOWIE WOWIE! THAT HURTS, YOU SONOVA... oh, hello there! ^_^' you just heard all of that, didn't you? That was that damn badger's fault, I swear! I'm innocent I tells ya! Ok, never mind...I has a new chapter for your (re)viewing pleasure, so...ITADAKIMASU!
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Tsukune skidded to a halt outside a small, family-run restaurant, gently lowering me to the ground. I still clung to him, shaky after the long ride. To my amazement, Tsukune was not even breathing heavily. Grinning at me, he took me by the hand and led me inside, to a table near the bar. Pulling out my chair, he gestured at me to sit down, and then slid my chair in for me when I did. The waitress came trotting over, then noted my appearance and left. She returned quickly, however, and handed us menus that had different-coloured borders. On my menu, the words 'Donna Neve' were embossed in gold leaf, while Tsukune's bore the word 'Anziano Vampiro'. My Italian was a little shoddy, but I worked out that my card had 'Snow Woman' printed on it, and Tsukune... his said...I gasped. Tsukune glanced quickly at me. "What's wrong, Mi-chan?" "Your menu...it says..." I stuttered. If I wasn't shocked before, I certainly was now. Tsukune looked at it, then burst out laughing.
"Oh, Mi-chan," he coughed, "that's what I have become now. It seems that Moka's Shinso blood affected me in such a way that I became a Pure-blood vampire." The waiter came back with a bottle of prosecco, pouring a little into each of our glasses, then asked for our orders. "I recommend the steamed Alaskan Pollock with boiled new potatoes for the young lady, and the French-onion soup, roasted pheasant stuffed with lemon and sage, and for dessert, the ice-cream tart." Tsukune nodded. "Yes, let's have that," he replied. "Tsukune, you can't! This is all so expensive!" I wailed quietly. Tsukune grinned, and then, in a perfect impression of Lord Issa Shuzen, growled, "Oh, little Mizore, my coffers are deeper than you can possibly dream of. This little sum is nothing to a vampire lord." I giggled; Tsukune was funny!
As the waitress brought our meals over, a young woman in an evening dress stood up and made her way to a small stage built against one wall. She climbed the steps, a spotlight came on, and she began to sing. At first, I thought she was nothing more than some light entertainment, but, as the song ended, a speaker sounded. "That was, 'The ways I love you', sung by the lovely Mrs Fujiko Sendo!" I almost choked. Fujiko was Yukari's mother! "Tsukune, what's going on?" he merely smiled, before sipping casually at his wine. "Oh, nothing much. I just wanted to treat my best girl to a meal, and sing for her, is all." The waitress, signalled by Tsukune's upraised hand, darted over to us. "Is there anything I can do for you?" she twittered. Tsukune nodded. "I'd like to sing for my girlfriend here," he smoothly intoned. I had a shocked look on my face. Tsukune called me his…Girlfriend?!
"Certainly, sir," she bowed. "What would sir like to sing?" Tsukune handed her a disk. "Play the first track on this, then pause it." The waitress headed for a cd-player over by some tall speakers, and Tsukune waltzed up onto the stage, smiling at me. The music started, Tsukune closed his eyes, and sang.
"Late at night when all the world is sleeping,
I stay up and think of you.
And I wish on a star that somewhere
You're thinking of me too
Cause I'm dreaming of you tonight,
Till tomorrow I'll be holding you tight.
And there's nowhere in the world I'd rather be,
Than here in my room dreaming about you and me.
Wonder if you ever see me?
And I wonder if you know I'm there.
If you looked in my eyes,
Would you see what's inside?
Would you even care?
I just wanna hold you close!
But so far all I have are dreams of you…
So I wait for the day,
And the courage to say,
How much I love you,
Yes I do!
I'll be dreaming of you tonight.
Till tomorrow I'll be holding you tight…
And there's nowhere in the world I'd rather be…
Than here in my room dreaming about you and me
I can't stop dreaming of you
I can't stop dreaming
I can't stop dreaming of you
Late at night when all the world is sleeping,
I stay up and think of you.
And I still can't believe,
That you came up to me and said I love you…
I love you too!
Now I'm dreaming with you tonight,
Till tomorrow and for all of my life.
And there's nowhere in the world I'd rather be,
Than here in my room dreaming with you endlessly,
With you tonight.
And there's nowhere in the world where I'd rather be
Than here in my room I'll be dreaming
With you tonight …"
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As the last notes faded, I just sat there, fists clutched to my mouth, tears streaming down my face, and Tsukune smiled so tenderly at me, that it melted my heart.
He sat down, holding me close to him, and said, "So? What did you think? I hope you liked it, because every single word is true. This is how I feel about you, Mizore." Blushing, I just sat there, unable to take it in. Tsukune gently nudged me, and murmured, "Mi-chan, it's your turn to sing for me, okay?"I nodded, stood up, and made my way to the little stage, just as a familiar sound thrummed in the still air. I smiled. The opening bars of the music I'd used during the Yokai Academy Open Day: 'Snowstorm.' I took my place in the centre of the stage, opened my mouth, heaved one final breath, and launched into my song.
"Walls of ice built around my frozen heart,
Start to melt with the warmth of your desire.
Can this be love, I feel for you now?
Please don't tell me you can't take it...
Since the day our stars first aligned,
My whole world's been frozen in time.
I love you so much, I could die!
And I can't sleep at night...
There is a snowstorm,
There is a snowstorm,
It's blowing throughout the walls of my heart!
There is a snowstorm,
There is a snowstorm,
Take a chance with the depths of my emotion,
Now I'm yours, I'm a prisoner of passion..."
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As I tailed off, letting the last notes die, my eyes looked at the one figure I'd been singing for, heart thumping hopefully. I traipsed off the podium, rejoining my new boyfriend, and asked breathlessly, "Well? How was it?" Opening his eyes, Tsukune replied, "Weeelll... it was..." I stared at him. He sounded disappointed...in me? Tsukune finished his sentence. "Perfect. I've never heard anyone else sing as beautifully as you, Mizore. Yours is a voice that flows like a still river, and simmers like molten chocolate, rich and comforting, yet still holding a crisp bite of crystal in the high notes. In short, perfect." He summarized. I couldn't credit what I was hearing! This was how he heard my voice? "Aaaawwwww...that's soooo sweet," I murmured, before leaning over and kissing Tsukune on the lips. I had only kissed him three times, but I was already addicted to how he tasted. A small, dirty, part of my mind wondered about how other bits of him would taste...