A/N: Hayy! It's been so long, minna-san! I am very grateful to all of you. I know I promised a sequel on my "Amnesia" but I still need to complete my Five songs. Although it's late, I want to thank all of those who faves and follows it. Here they are: CrystalRed, RockPrincess410, Vienne.

So I will start Kikumaru's story. But although I decided to reopen this fanfiction, I don't really know when I can type because of my busy schedule and... *shrug let's hope I can finish this one too so I can start the sequel for my other ff. And unlike my other fanfictions, I will right in first person, so please don't get too confuse. After every stanza of the song is a different scene of the story. Fear not, this is not the end. This is a two-shot story.

There you'll be by Faith Hill

Kikumaru's Story

When I think back
On these times
And the dreams
We left behind
I'll be glad 'cause
I was blessed to get
To have you in my life
When I look back
On these days
I'll look and see your face
You were right there for me

I walked into the light of the day, where the bright morning sun says hi with it's rays. As I tread carefully among the sidewalk with other people like me who also go to school, I search for something in my surroundings. I never did find it but I saw the nice view of the city from the road I am in. Because the way to the school is somewhere the students need to walk up higher and higher, you will see the beauty of the view down there.

And then, I decided to look down, bowing my head like I always do and looking up to see if something is in front of me. I heard a loud laugh and hear one of the girls who walk near me say, "Momo-senpai was in it again."

"Momo-senpai!" a boy wailed as he tried to balance himself in the bicycle his senpai is driving. "I'm going to fall! Hey!"

Then a tall man with dark, brown hair scowled and said in a very calm but chilly voice, "Behave." With that, the man who drives stop wiggling the bicycle and the kouhai smiled cockily with victory.

"Now, now," another calm voice said, but with this one, it was soft and sweet and happy. "You shouldn't try to act so strict towards them, Kunimitsu-san. Let them be."

The other guy didn't respond, but I stopped as I realized the said name. There's only one guys I knew who has the name Kunimitsu, and I halted to turn around and look. But before I could do this, a guy with red-mahogany hair bumped into me and I almost fall if he didn't caught me on time.

"Sorry, sorry," he said with worry. "Are you okay, nya?"

I stared at him. Who is in the right mind to act like a cat? But then I will not hold anything against him for I, too, sometimes make sounds like that. "I'm okay," I said as I meet his gaze that is full of concern.

"Please be careful, nya," he said, and then leave me behind.

I entered the school, it is so new to me, so foreign. I was from another country and I became an exchanged student when I became a seventh grader. English is not a hard subject for me for I use it all the time in my writings and also for my debates, but this is Japan, and although they may understand my English, it doesn't guarantee that they can perfectly execute it with great pronunciation and diction.

I have dark hair, and the orbs of my eyes are the same color. My complexion is fair, but not so white, you will think I am a ghost. No, it was the color of someone who lived in a hot country but doesn't go out too much. Although, people might say that I look perfectly Japanese because of my eyes and natural colors, my nationality is not the same as theirs.

I am from the country called the Philippines, with its 7,107 islands, white sand and natural forms, I lived there since I was born and this is the first time I flew overseas. The experience both scared and excited me. There was two or three time turbulence and I fear I might lose my life because of it but the kind pilot reassured me and the other passengers that nothing is wrong.

Now, as I took a deep breath again, I put my feet in and face the students who will become my classmates these upcoming months.

"This is Edeline de Guzman and she will be your new classmate," the teacher, Miura-sensei, said.

I said, "I'm Edeline de Guzman, please take care of me." I bowed down as I say these words and then stand straight as I wait for the teacher to talk once more.

There are whispers of wonder, some excitedly gaze at the newcomer, some just push their brows up, and other quietly waiting for the next move their teacher will make. I felt their eyes on me, scrutinizing me and judging if I will be up to their expectations, but I don't care if they''ll like me or not. I went here to study and further my knowledge, not to make friends.

In my dreams
I'll always see you soar
Above the sky
In my heart
There always be a place
For you for all my life
I'll keep a part
Of you with me
And everywhere I am
There you'll be

I stayed silent the entire time I was changing my clothes, and Oishi felt a growing concern as he stared at me. "What happened?" he asked.

"Huh?" I looked up, broken from the trance I was in. "What is it?"

"You've been quiet all this time," he pointed out. "That was not so like you. What's the problem?"

"Nya?" I forced a smile. "Nothing. I was just trying to remember about this girl I bumped into this morning. Now that I think about it, isn't that her?" I indicated by pointing my index finger towards her.

She was walking towards the court, she has a backpack on, which is unusual for Japanese students because they use satchel or messenger bags. I broke my gaze at her when Oishi didn't say anything.

"There, you see her?" I repeated.

"Yes," he nodded, then worry flushed in his face. "Oh, she's the new manager! Hurry up and we need to meet her."

We went to the courts, and like he said, their captain is already in front of the assembly waiting for other members to join in, "Ten laps around the court after this."

She stood silently with her back straight and eyes looking, but not meeting, them. "I'm Edeline de Guzman, the new manager. Please take care of me."

I stared at her. I already saw her this morning, and even though it was only a glimpse, I saw the beauty of her, not only outside but also inside. Even though she doesn't smile while introducing herself, her sweet voice still declared her innocence and purity. I have sisters, and although I love them, they also make me question if I'm too kind of a brother.

Because she's new, our data guy, Inui, and our captain, Tezuka, showed her how things done and such.

I couldn't concentrate, and although I return the balls Oishi shot at me, it's either sloppy, or not accurate. Oishi called for a time-out and because I didn't feel like playing, I decided to sit on the ground while resting. I know that the other members wondering what happened to their most cheerful teammate, but they also knew that when I am in a serious mode, not even them can do anything... well, except for Oishi, whom I haven't paying attention since the beginning.

"Are you okay?" a voice, different timbre than that I am used to, said. I whipped my head towards her, and if given the circumstances, it may have been severed from my neck if I was not careful.

"Yes," I answered. What can I say? I don't feel right when I am thinking about her, and I most feel not right when she's around me.

"Uhmm," she said in uncertainty, "T-thank you for this morning."

I only nodded for an answer. Deciding that I don't want to talk to her or to any human being right now, she bowed her head and turned to walk away.

"That was rude," Oishi frowned disapporvingly.

I did not answer. I do not want to talk to them right now.

Well you showed me
How it feels
To feel the sky
Within my reach
And I always
Will remember all
The strength you
Gave to me
Your love made me
Make it through
Oh, I owe so much to you
You were right there for me

It has been a week since I transferred into this school. I have not made friends with anybody, and although I talk to some of them, I also surrounds myself with an air of isolation that tells them that I want to be alone. Some accepted it, the others scoffed at it. My seat is in the front, beside the window where I could see the tennis courts. I asked my teacher to put me up front because I have poor eyesight and I have not go to the optician for eye wear.

As expected, I did great with academics, I may not be good in usual physical education, especially running, but I can cope with that. We do physical education in the Philippines very rarely, so I am not that fit of a person.

When I was talking to the boys tennis club's captain and Inui-san, they asked me if I want to join the girls tennis, and although I decided to take practice, I did not join. Tezuka is my personal trainer, or you could say, slave driver.

After a week of constant running of laps, swinging until my arms falls out, and exercising; I almost give up, but the desire to learn how to play keeps me still. I found my new athleticism because of these, and although I am not good enough, at least my progress is not that bad.

I am close to other members, some of them are my classmates, some of them are not. Those who are in my class go with me every afternoon in the court, and I know that bad rumor will going to start because of this.

I may not seem to care but I know I don't want to start with a bad reputation, so I told them to stop hanging around me because some of the girls might think different of me. I knew they thought of me as snob, but if I don't get myself attach to them, I will not face any kinds of problem.

He still ignore me. Kikumaru-senpai, one of the Golden pair, avoided me every time I try to approach him. It's okay. I don't care. I'm used to it. It's not the first time, it is also not the last. I also avoid people, maybe it is just a bad karma, or a lucky one. I am trying to isolate myself from them, from this people. Once I read from a book, it says that 'There is no foreign land, the person is the foreigner.' And I am that, a foreigner in a land which I may not know. And although I am studying their culture, I still feel like I need to know more, learn more.

I looked up from my reading. He was there, towering over me. "W-what?" I asked, confused.

"In case you did not hear," he said quiet rudely, which I also do not understand for he sounds cheery and happy just a moment ago. "We are already going back to the locker room."

"Oh," I said stupidly. "Okay." I walked away. I will not give him the great pleasure of leaving me behind again, turning his bak on me.

In my dreams
I'll always see you soar
Above the sky
In my heart
There always be a place
For you for all my life
I'll keep a part
Of you with me
And everywhere I am
There you'll be

Sunday, no classes. I walk through the neighborhood which I have not visited in the coarse of my stay. From moving in to the process of different papers for my stay and studies, I did not have a time to explore my new place. My street is three blocks away from the 24-hour store where I buy my needs and wants, and although it's not as big as a marketplace, the store has the things I can use in the house or even at school.

As a part-time job worker in a little fast-food as a waitress, I go home at seven every Sunday. My shift starts at two-fifty-five in the afternoon, a very funny time if you ask me. Why don't they just put exactly three, what is so special with those five minutes? I am not entirely sure but the manager said that most of the customers dropped in around three or four, so to get ready, they add another five minutes in our four-hour shift.

Although I am still roughly thirteen, I am good waitress. Also, the school approved when I asked them if I can do a little part-time without failing any of my subjects, and because I am confident that I don't, I decided to take a look on part-time jobs that are available around the area. It seems lucky of me to find the fast-food restaurant which is very near to my apartment and my school.

I learned that most of the students dropped by in there to eat before going home or just hanging with their friends after school or if they got bored staying in their house. Once, before I finish my shift, Momoshiro-san and Echizen-kouhai visited the restaurant. They were quiet shock to see me there, well, Momoshiro-san was, but Echizen-kouhai just stared and get back from eating his burger. He does not comment nor say a word as to why I was there serving them. Contrasting to our senpai who asked too many questions as if the word flow out of his mouth like a raging river.

I learned that they hang-out there with the other Regulars, although they need to drag their captain sometimes. Momoshiro-san said that Kikumaru-san usually with them but his favorite girl-group has a concert and he attended it.

With the mention of his name, my heart beats fast furiously and I almost need to drink water just to calm myself. I wonder why that happen. As long as I can remember, he was very different with me, he does not treat me like the way he treats his friends and fellow members. Even towards other girls, it's different from the way he acts towards me.

It hurt my feelings but I ignore it for I do not know the cause. It has been four months since I transferred at their school and although it is not easy, I blended in just fine. I have not make friends with other girls, and although some of them approached me, I am very polite towards them. I know it sometimes threw them off on how polite I am, but that's the way I live since I remember.

Back to Kikumaru-san, I don't want to acknowledge this confusing feelings I am experiencing this past months for I know I will be only hurt in the end. If by chance, he talk to me, I know it is only stuff about the club and how is it going.

I may have gotten closer to Momoshiro-san and Echizen-kouhai because of what happened in the restaurant, I still feel the need to pull myself away from them. It will be hard to let them go when I finish my studies and I will need to go back home.

As I turn to my street, a shadow covered the light in front of me and I shrieked in fear. Someone just jumped above me, and when it looked at me, I met a dark blue eyes. My hands flew at my mouth as I watched the subject of my thoughts lean in closer and help me up.

As if a magical moment hold us in place, we stared at each others' eyes and dig up the souls that were buried inside. When he leaned in closer, I thought that he might kiss me but I push away the idea as fast as it appeared because that will not happen.

I found my voice and said, "You freaked me out." Quiet a remark, no? But I don't know what to say after getting scared like that.

"As I did," he answered. "Sorry, I'm just chasing after something. Are you going back home? It's too late already." He looked around, then pointed at the moon which rose not too long ago. "See, there she is already, hanging in the sky. Let me walk you home."

I dare not to decline his offer. I nodded and carried my stuff once more. But he grabbed them from me and carry it himself. "Please lead the way."

We walked together under the moonlit sky, and although it was very short, I know that this moment will for ever stay with me. I hope it will with him also. "Thank you very much," I said as we stopped in front of my apartment's door. He turn away but then I stopped him, "I.. do you want to come in first?"

He looked back and stared at me as if trying to comprehend my words. Embarrassed, I hurriedly say, "Well, if you want to. As you.. as you said, it was already too late and you might need to go home early and I'm keeping you... I mean, I'm keeping you away from something very important that you might have planned to do..." I rumbled and mumbled and then shut my mouth as I realized that I'm making a mess of myself.

"I'll stay," he smiled gently at me. "Let me call my house so they'll not expect me soon."

"Yes," I answered. "Please come in." I moved inside and let him passed. My little abode is very simple. A little low table the reception area which I considered my family room, for I don't have one. There are square pillows which I put for me to sit on. There is a little couch in the corner, a lampshade, and a bookshelf with my books that has different genre.

After that is a open door that leads to the kitchen, a divider between the two rooms. Another open door leads to the small hallway towards the restroom/bathroom and my bedroom and another guestroom. I lead him to the matted floor of my family room. "Please sit her a moment. I'll make a tea for us."

'Cause I always saw in you
My light, my strength
And I want to thank you
Now for all the ways
You were right there for me
You were right there for me
For always

I sat down and look around her tiny receiving area. I do not understand why she was so late, nor why someone who is younger than me is living by herself. Now that I remember, I did not show interest in her, I always avoid her. How should I know these little things about her? This is the first time that I allowed her to stay close to me. She's so mute, she doesn't say much and she always look down. The one time I saw her eyes, where her very deep soul is, I saw her confused feelings. I do not know for whom or for what, but she was confused and shocked altogether.

Growing feeling towards her make me feel a lot scared and intimidated. From the day I saw her up until now, this lingering feelings I tried to kill filled my heart with warm and joy. Warm because even though she does not smile, her eyes smile for her, even though she does not meet his, he can still see it. Joy because although she does not laugh, the way she bit her lower lip to stop the tremble of her mouth, make my heart leap.

I know, as the months passed by, I know. I know that I am in love of her. I fell in love so deep and I don't know what to do about it. This is the first time he felt this way. "Edeline," I whispered her name like a prayer. It suits her because she act like a noble kind, which is the meaning of her name. If someone will going to ask me why I know of this, I will say that I was a bit curious as to why her name is strange so I looked it up. She's very polite, as all nobles are; and she's very kind although try not to show it.

She reappeared before me with a teacups and kettle. She poured out for each cups and offered him the other one. "I hope this will do. Oh!" she exclaimed suddenly. "Maybe you are hungry! I did not cook anything but if you want, I can make you something."

"No, it's okay," I answered. "I'll just finish this and I'll be going." I thought I saw sadness in her eyes. "Well, maybe I will stay a little longer."

She brighten up like a Christmas lights. She offered me her rare smile and I thought I saw a little dimple there. "Thank you."

We drank in silence, and when it suffocated me, I asked, "Why do you live alone?"

She stopped then brought up her gaze towards me to meet my eyes, "I live alone because I do not have anyone. My parents are back in my country, as well as my sisters."

I furrowed my brows, "Country?"

"Yes," she answered. "I'm from the Philippines, and I am an exchanged student. I will finish my middle school here and then I'll go back home."

I frowned at this. If she's going home after middle school, and I'll graduate this school year, I may not see her anymore. I know that I must tell her how I feel but I don't know how. This is very complicated. If I were to tell her my intentions, even though she accepts me, a long-distance relationship is very hard to manage, and we're only starting puberty, there's still life ahead of us. I decided to keep my feelings to myself, but I will not going to deprive myself of her time. I decided to take every seconds as if they are the last one.

Every day, from that time on, I spend my day with her. We learned things about each other, and although we didn't say the three little words to each other, we know: we love each other.

In my dreams
I'll always see you soar
Above the sky
In my heart
There always be a place
For you for all my life
I'll keep a part
Of you with me
And everywhere I am
There you'll be

A/N: I probably would not write a two-shot with this one this time. I know that Eiji seems OOC but that's just how the way I came up with his character in this story. Thank you very much for reading.