Dedicated to my best friend whose smile always makes me smile…
Yuva, this one's for you…
Our Eclipse
"I have the perfect solution for your problem dude…"
Kanata Saionji was desperate enough to try anything for that was the situation that his old man and his headache of a new teacher have led him to.
"Spill," the furious brunet said as he reflected on the events of last night which had, if possible, magnified the already rising fury that he had for his new professor.
Chapter 2
The Day She Smiled
"Welcome home Kanata," greeted the bald man sitting at the dining table good-naturedly and turning to his blonde companion introduced, "this is my son… I believe you would've met him up at school…?"
"Hey…" greeted the blonde, a smile forming along her lips that Kanata found nothing but malicious and scandalous.
"Kanata," said his dad, "this is Miyu Kouzuki… well, to you she's…"
"Kouzuki-sensei," Kanata finished through gritted teeth.
The blonde smiled at him for an instant before turning to his father and continuing, "You know, I could never remember Kanata being such a troublemaker…"
"Oh really…?" the older Saionji eyed his irritated son with a malicious glint evident in his eyes as he asked, "What did he do Miyu?"
Kanata stood there, steaming with fury as she shrugged her shoulders, without giving his father a proper reply and instead simply said, "nothing really… just this and that…"
"Meaning…?" asked Hosho, frowning.
"You know Uncle Hosho," said the blonde off-handedly, "why don't we just forget it…?"
"No," said Hosho seriously, "tell me Miyu… what did he do?"
Miyu gently smiled and said, "Nothing Uncle…"
The elder Saionji turned to the brunet, "Kanata…?"
"I got detention!" snapped the younger Saionji as he got to his feet and slammed the table with his hands, "And it looks like I won't be playing for the Team cause of this! I hope you're happy!"
With that the young brunet stormed out of the dining hall in full fury.
~Our Eclipse~
"That's all…?" asked Hikarigaoka, confused, "It sounds as though you were the one who broke the news to your old man…"
"Yea doesn't seem like a big deal to me dude," said Kurosu as he got in pace with Saionji and Hikarigaoka who were walking out of the school gates.
"Dude…"
"She's moving in man!" Saionji practically shouted as with mounting fury he punched the school wall going, "Ugh!"
"What?" his three friends chorused.
"She's m-moving in?" asked Hikarigaoka, nervously.
"Does that mean we can't come play PSP games at your place anymore?" Kuroyonama asked, bewildered.
"Or have our after match parties…?"
"Or late night movies…?"
"As long as that hag's gonna live with us, none of that is possible…!"
"That's a bummer," Kurosu sighed, dejectedly.
"Sure is," Nozomu mirrored his despair.
It was then that Kuroyonama's face lit up.
"I have the perfect solution for your problem dude…"
~Our Eclipse~
Saionji gulped as he thought about the obviously disastrous solution that Kuroyonama had come up with and termed as "the perfect solution". Sure, it seemed perfect with the way he said it but still, there are a lot of things that could go horribly wrong.
For the first time in his adolescent life, Kanata looked into the mirror to check whether he looked presentable. He was wearing his black turtle-neck sweater and black pants. He didn't know why but he's heard many people (mostly fan girls) comment that he looks good in black above all other colors.
Saionji took in a deep breath and made his way towards the dining hall.
He entered the kitchen to the smell of burning soup. Instantly, he took a step outside.
All of his plans forgotten, he practically yelled, "what the hell do you think you're doing?"
The pony-tailed blonde at the kitchen counter, didn't even fully turn to acknowledge the brunet before wiping the bead of sweat at her forehead as she explained, "I wanted to surprise Uncle Hosho…"
"By destroying the kitchen?" snapped Saionji as he entered the kitchen, his hand to his nose, to block out that incredibly pungent smell that was coming from a pot that the blonde was working on.
"No…" this time her voice was low and dejected. And if he had heard correctly, it was quivering lightly as well.
But that didn't mean that she can destroy their kitchen.
"What were you thinking?" he asked as he came to the stove and stood beside her. He looked into the pot and found a dark liquid boiling, unrecognizable items floating atop.
"I know how to do this…" she replied in barely more than a whisper.
Saionji looked at her and was surprised by the way her emerald-orbs suddenly looked a little obscure. Something inside his churned as he saw her turn off the stove without showing her face and start towards the sink with the pot.
Despite his irritation toward his professor, the young brunet asked lightly, "What were you planning on making?"
She mumbled something which the brunet didn't quite catch so he asked, "what…?'
"I wanted to make Kushiyaki for him…," she said sniffing lightly, "as a thank-you for letting me stay here…"
"Are you goanna cry?" asked Kanata, taking an immediate step back.
"Of course not!" she snapped but her voice broke as a tear slipped through her glinting emerald irises.
She turned away at once as she grabbed her face with her hands, trying to wipe away the tears.
"Please go away Kanata," she mumbled under her breath.
"Hey…" he took a step toward her but thought better of it as he walked away from her.
But he stopped at the entrance to the kitchen and looked back. He wondered why she bothered to wash all those burnt pots and pans when there were cooks and cleaners lined up to do it for her.
He sighed before leaving her in that kitchen alone.
~Our Eclipse~
Twenty-three year old Miyu Kouzuki walked out of the Saionji Mansion guest-bedroom, wearing her night clothes and a depressed face. She couldn't believe that she actually cried in front Kanata. She had no idea how she was going to face him in class now.
It was no secret that the boy hated her.
It had been only three days since she started as the English professor there and she already has two broken windows, four of her notes missing and once even her shoe gone.
It was easy to figure out that the brunet and his little gang was the cause of all this even if they didn't do it directly. She knew that he lost his spot at the Basketball team cause she gave him detention that day but it was obvious that the Coach would've done the same thing even if somebody else had given him detention. But that still doesn't stop his fans and followers to harass the daylights out of her.
And now he had seen her cry. She sighed as she thought about all the ways he'd torture her with the tiny little fact that she tends to break down at failures.
Sighing, she entered the kitchen to find the Saionjis already seated opposite each other. The elder Saionji had his usual smile on and the younger, his usual frown on. She seriously wondered how these two could be father and son. Even in looks, they don't match. But she's seen Hitomi Saionji's pictures and she could understand where Kanata gets his killer good-looks from.
She took her seat beside Uncle Hosho and offered a strained smile.
"You look tired Miyu," Hosho noticed, his smile fading, "are you feeling okay?'
"I'm fine Uncle," Miyu said at once, putting on a brighter smile but her words were cut mid-way when Himura-san who works as the cook there said, bringing in a closed tray, "of course she's tired Master… after all, she didn't let us even clean the dishes today…"
"Why is that?" asked Hosho at once, frowning.
Himura placed the tray in the middle of the table and opening it said, "She's an excellent cook Master Saionji".
Miyu's jaw almost dropped as she saw the tray filled with beautifully cooked and elegantly decorated Kushiyaki, their reddish tinge glowing lightly as though they had just been taken out of the oven.
"B-but…" Miyu started but it was the younger Saionji who interrupted this time.
"Seriously can we eat now?" he asked, slightly irritated, "I'm dead hungry…"
"Did I not teach you manners Kanata?" asked Hosho.
"Wait, let me think…" Kanata said seriously and then after a second said, "No dad… I don't ever remember you teaching me manners".
Hosho sighed and then with a grin said, "I knew you'd say that but I hoped you'd consider that with your sensei around, you'll be more well-behaved".
"Well, you thought wrong didn't you dad?" smirked Kanata as he leaned forward and grabbed a stick into which was set the fish dish.
But before he even brought it toward him, Miyu noticed the tiny yellow spot on the brunet's sweater, it's essence magnified by the sweater's black color.
She stared at him, as realization finally hit her.
"You are an angel," Hosho said as he patted her gently on the back and took his bite oh that delicious dish.
Kanata bent down to take a bite and lifted his head just enough to catch her eye.
Miyu's heart soared as she caught his eye.
Before she realized what she was doing, she smiled.
End Chapter 2
A/N: how was it guys? I seriously think I lost touch of my stories cause of all these out-station trips… I hope you guys can still like these stories…
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