Fuuko Kirisawa
and Recca Hanabishi were walking to Fuuko’s house together from school.
Cherry blossoms were flying together with the wind, surrounding them.
Fuuko’s purplish red hair went with the wind’s direction, together with
Recca’s black, spiky hair.
“I can’t believe
I actually passed the Math test today!” Recca shouted. “Woo hooo!
I passed! I actually passed!”
“Yeah! With
my help!” Fuuko said smiling. “Just kidding!” she said slapping Recca’s
shoulder playfully.
Recca smiled
back. “Thanks.”
After a few
minutes, they reached Fuuko’s house. She opened the door, thanked
Recca for bringing her home, and was on her way inside when Recca stopped
her.
“Wait!” Recca
said. “Fuuko wait! Don’t go in yet!”
“Huh? What
is it?” Fuuko asked. “Is something wrong?”
“No.” Recca
replied. “I just wanted you to do me a little favor.”
“Little? Favor?”
Fuuko queried grinning. “Something tells me it’s not little.
And practically all the favors you ask me aren’t even little Recca! What
is it this time? ‘Please help me cheat on a test?’ or probably is it a
‘Please do my homework for me?’”
“Neither.”
Recca answered.
“Oh!” Fuuko
said surprised. “Then what is it?”
“Teach me
how to dance,” Recca said.
At first Fuuko
was serious, and there was complete silence between them for a couple of
seconds, while Recca looked at her with pleading eyes. Then all of
a sudden she bursts out laughing.
“What? What
is it?” Recca asked. “What’s so funny?”
“OK.” Fuuko
said. “After all these years you still haven’t learned how to dance?”
“Ummm... no.”
Recca said.
“Uh-huh....”
Fuuko said.
“What? What’s
with the ‘Uh-huh...’ You don’t wanna teach me?” Recca uttered. “It’s
for the Halloween dance in the next couple of weeks! Please! I’ll do anything!
I’ll be your Ninja for one whole day! And--- And you would be my Princess!
Pleeeeaaase!!!!!!!!!! I’m desperate!”
Fuuko started
laughing again. “Good one, Recca! Good one! But.. don’t you think
Yanagi wouldn’t mind if you called me Princess the whole day?”
“She wouldn’t
know. Just keep it a secret between us... and Domon... and I guess
Kaoru and Mikagami.”
“Ummm....
OK! Fine!” Fuuko beamed. “I’ll teach you how to dance!”
“Yes! Thanks
Fuuko! You’re the greatest pal anyone could ever have... even though..
we... you know... fight... for fun... I guess... sometimes... just to see
if we have become stronger... and... who’s better at fighting...” Recca
said with a big smile on his face.
Fuuko smiled
back. “I know! Well, see ya! I still have to do some homework.”
“OK! See ya!”
Recca said turning to his heels ready to leave. Then he stopped short.
“Umm... Fuuko?”
“Yeah?” Fuuko
replied.
“Did.. you
just say homework?” Recca said slowly.
“Mmmhmm...”
Fuuko nodded.
“Ummm... hehehe...
gorgeous please?” Recca said handing her his notebook.
“I will soon
kill you Recca Hanabishi! Do you think I’m some kind of super hero who
could just do things that much for you in a split second!?” Fuuko screamed
fakely; pretending to get mad.
“Please Princess!?”
Recca begged, getting down on one knee. That was probably the only
way she’d accept.
Fuuko sighed,
lifting her arms and dropping them by her side which was a sign of defeat.
“Fine!” She said roughly grabbing the notebook from Recca’s hand.
“What are friends for?” She shrugged her shoulders.
“Gee! Thanks
Fuuko!” Recca said hugging her tightly. “You’re a real pal!”
Fuuko blushed
a little. “Sure! No problem!” Then she went inside the house, closing
the door behind her. She never knew Recca would be so sweet at times.
Ever since they were little, they were always fighting until a few years
ago when the Urabutosatoujin started they started working as a team, although
there still were times when they could never get along.
“OK, Recca!”
Fuuko said when they reached Recca’s house the next afternoon after classes.
“Wanna start?”
“Sure!” Recca
replied. “Teach me the basics first.”
“What kind
of dance do you want?” Fuuko asked. “Slow dance?”
Recca shrugged.
“OK.”
“OK.
Ummm...” Fuuko said. “OK... uhh...” She cleared her throat.
Recca looked
at her. OK. So this thing isn’t really the usual thing we’re
going to do. I can see by her facial expression. “Do whatever
you have to do.”
Fuuko looked
at him. “Are you sure?”
“We’re friends,
Fuuko! Go ahead!” Recca said.
“OK.” she
said. She grabbed both of his hands and put them on her waist, while
she put hers on his neck. “Just start swaying...”
“OK.” Recca
said. “It feels weird.”
“It always
does at first.” Fuuko replied. “You’ll just learn to relax sooner
or later and learn to get used to it.”
“I’m starting
to.” Recca said still swaying, although he was still a bit stiff.
“But one more problem.”
“What is it?”
Fuuko asked, resting her head on his shoulder.
“How do I
ask the Princess out?” Recca asked.
“Now that’s
your problem, not mine.” Fuuko laughed. “Tough luck Recca!”
“Do me a favor?”
Recca asked Fuuko.
Fuuko pulled
away, and looked at Recca’s face. “Another one!? No way!”
“Please?”
Recca begged.
“Like what?
Ask her for you or something. That’s not gonna be very original,
Recca.” Fuuko uttered. “Ask her yourself.. whether it’s going to
be pretty scary or whatever. Just ask her.”
“No way.
Not in a million years am I going to embarrass myself in front of her.”
Recca said.
Fuuko shrugged.
“Suit yourself.”
“Hey Fuuko!”
Domon called.
Fuuko turned
around.
“Did lover
boy ask you out to the dance, yet?” Domon asked.
Fuuko shook
her head. “How could he? He doesn’t even like me. He likes
Princess Yanagi. And he’s planning on asking Princess Yanagi.” She
sighed and shrugged her shoulders. “What the heck.”
“Come on Fuuko,
I can see it in your eyes that you really like that jerk..although I still
don’t know what you see in him. I even think I’m a better man than
him.” Domon said.
“Whatever.”
“Wanna go?”
Domon asked.
“With you?”
Fuuko pointed her index finger at him.
Domon shrugged.
“Yeah.. just as friends. We are close friends anyway, practically
best friends!”
“Why not?”
Fuuko replied. “Sure. Well, I gotta go. I’m gonna be
late for my next class. See ya!”
“Hey Fuuko!”
Recca shouted, running after her. “Wait up!”
Fuuko turned
around. “Hey lover boy!”
“Mind if I
stay at your house for awhile?” Recca asked.
Fuuko raised
an eyebrow. “Why?”
“I just wanna
practice a couple of lines with you.” Recca said.
“Aha! Gonna
ask Yanagi to the dance? Hmm?” Fuuko said.
“Stop teasing!”
Recca said. “Yeah, why? Gotta problem with that?”
“No.
I was just asking.” Fuuko said. “No big deal.” She opened the
entrance door to her house, and took off her shoes. She prepared
some snacks for Recca and her.
“OK, ready
to start?” Recca asked her.
“You’re the
one who’s gonna do all the talking. Not me.” Fuuko said, sitting
on the couch munching the chips she brought out for snacks.
“OK, OK! Fine,
Fine!” Recca said. He cleared his throat. “Hey, Princess!“
There was
a few seconds of silence. “You’re supposed to say something.” Recca
told Fuuko. “You’re the Princess.”
“O... K”
Fuuko said. She cleared her throat and started to squeak. “Hey
Recca!”
“I was wondering...”
Recca said, holding back a laugh. “Did anyone ask you to the dance,
yet?”
“No,” Fuuko
purred.
“OK! Then,
that’s great! Wanna go the dance with me?” Recca asked.
Fuuko shrugged,
“Sure.”
“OK then,
see you Princess!” Recca jumped happily. “Yes! Yes! Yes!”
Fuuko tapped
his shoulder. “Don’t be too sure about it, Recca. I’m not the
real Yanagi you know.”
“But I’m sure
she would say yes. I know she would! She’s my girlfriend!” Recca
said.
“Good for
you, then!” Fuuko said. “But why are you having such a hard time
asking her if she’s your girlfriend?”
“I just don’t
want to embarrass myself infront of her.” Recca said. “Did anyone ask you
by the way.”
Fuuko nodded.
“Domon did.... as a friend.”
“Oh, I see.”
Recca said. “I wonder who Mikagami is gonna bring.”
“He’s not
going.” Fuuko said. “I asked him and he said he was just gonna stay
at home. Does it take that long to get over someone who died for
a pretty long time?”
“I don't know.
I’ve never had a sister..” Recca replied. “But I always wanted to
have a sister.. well, I wanted to try having a sister.”
“I thought
I was your sister.” Fuuko said. Recca looked at her with a weird
face. “Well... at least I thought I was. We’ve known each other
forever.”
“We’ve known
each other forever.” Recca agreed. “But being my sister is not one
of the things I expect or want you to be.”
“OK...” Fuuko
said.
“Well, I think
I better be going now.” Recca said. “It’s getting late. Thanks
for everything.”
“Sure.
No problem.” Fuuko said. She waved at him.
“Hey Fuuko!”
Recca called to her. “Wait for me!”
Not him again!
“Hello Recca!” Fuuko greeted him. “What’s up?”
“Can you come
with me when I ask Princess out to the dance?” Recca asked.
“Do I have
a choice?” Fuuko said.
“Hey Princess!”
Recca called to Yanagi.
“Hi Recca!”
Yanagi said, giving him a peck on the cheek.
“I was wondering...
did anyone ask you to the dance, yet?” Recca asked.
“No,” Yanagi
replied. “Why do you ask?”
“Well, I was
wondering...” Recca said. “Would you go to the dance with me?” Recca
asked.
“Umm.. I’m
sorry.” Yanagi said sadly, looking down at her shoes.
“Huh?” Fuuko
asked, surprised that Yanagi would refuse Recca’s offer. “But then
Recca has been practicing to dance, and now he seems to be pretty good
at it. And he’s been practicing how to ask you out to the dance,
too. Don’t tell me he did that for nothing.”
“I’m sorry,
but then my grandfather passed away yesterday, and my family and I have
to go to his funeral. But then you two could go together!” Yanagi
said.
“Huh?” Recca
asked blushing. “With Fuuko!? No way!”
“Then you
would end up not going with anyone! Just go as friends.” Yanagi said.
“I wouldn’t mind.”
“And Domon
already asked me.” Fuuko added. “But I would still refuse the offer
of that creature, Recca, going to the dance with me.”
“Same here!”
Recca agreed. “Creature, huh?”
Yanagi shrugged.
“Anyway, I have to go. I’ll see you guys later.”
“I have to
go, too, Recca.” Fuuko said. “Catcha later!” She ran after
Yanagi and waved at Recca. “Hey, Yanagi wait for me!!!”
“Domon!?”
Recca said, talking to himself as soon as the girls disappeared from the
corner. “Why would Fuuko wanna go out with Domon? Oh don’t be silly
Recca! It’s just a friend thing.”
Recca has been
twisting and turning for two whole hours on his bed. He couldn’t
sleep, and he has been lying there for hours trying to sleep, but he couldn’t.
Domon asked Fuuko to the dance, and she said yes! I can’t believe it? Why
would she want to go to the dance with Domon? Recca wondered to himself.
Wait! Why is Fuuko going to the dance with Domon bothering me? They’re
just going there as friends, right? What’s wrong with me? I sound like
as if I want to go with Fuuko, and as if she’s my girlfriend who’s cheating
on me or something! Recca’s mind was always focusing on Fuuko all of a
sudden. Fuuko in the past when they were still kids, and they were
fighting to see who would win this time, the cute way she winced and scowled
when Recca defeated her, and when she hugged Ganko (even when Ganko has
hurt Fuuko a few years ago before the death match started), when they went
to Kurei’s palace and had to rescue Yanagi, and the way people had worshipped
her when they were still fighting in defense of Yanagi which was a long
time ago in the Urabutosatoujin. And in the present: Fuuko walking,
Fuuko’s short, purplish red hair, Fuuko’s purple-blue eyes, Fuuko’s voice
when she talks, her face when she smiled, the way she laughs at things
that were funny like Recca’s jokes, the way she blushed, the way she handled
the Fuujin (God of Wind) when she used to fight, her beautiful face.. wait
a minute.. BEAUTIFUL FACE!?!
Since when
did Recca thought that Fuuko was beautiful? Hell no!! Not in this lifetime!
Are you kidding!? Not in a million years!!!
“Oh no!” Recca
said, finally realizing his feelings for Fuuko. “This can’t be happening!
No way! No way!” He got out of bed, went to the bathroom to wash
his face, and then lied down on his bed again. “I can’t be.. Yuck!
No way!!”
But he was,
and there was no use denying it. He liked Fuuko, and he was in love
with her. “But what about the Princess? I vowed to protect her, and
I would be her ninja. I might break her delicate heart when I tell
her that I’m in love with someone else, and not with her anymore.
Oh no! Oh no! Oh no!! What am I gonna do!?”
“Hey, Recca!”
Fuuko said.
Recca thought
he was dreaming about Fuuko again, until he looked at his window.
She was sitting there looking at him, and smiling. Recca shouted
in startlement. “Fuuko!!! What were you thinking just scaring me
like that!”
Fuuko chuckled.
“Sorry! Didn’t mean to scare you!” then she mumbled the word, not loud
enough for Recca to hear, though, “Wussy.”
Recca motioned
for her to sit on his bed. “Just what are you doing at my place at
this time of night, anyway? And how did you get in?” Recca said.
“You’re not
the only ninja around here, you know, Recca, I’m one of the Hokages, too,
with the Fuujin and all that, and anyway, I can’t sleep, so I decided to
come here. Why? Is it a problem for me to be here?” Fuuko said.
“Umm.. no,
of course not!” Recca said. “How long have you been up here in my
room, anyway? Huh? What’s wrong with you? What’s so funny.” He raised an
eyebrow. Fuuko was giggling quietly at first, then her laugh started
to be really loud, like as if she just heard the funniest joke in her life.
“You talk
to yourself! You actually talk to yourself!” Fuuko said laughing.
“Oh no! Oh no! Oh no!” Fuuko said mocking Recca. “The bravest “ninja”
who is known all over Japan actually talks to himself!”
“Hey!” Recca
said pretending to be angry. “Don’t mock me, Fuuko! What else did
you hear, anyway?”
“Did you say
something else rather than,” Fuuko said, then she cleared her throat and
tried to immitate Recca dramatically. “Oh no! Oh no! Oh no!”
“Quit it now!”
Recca said. Then he playfully plunged towards Fuuko and started to
tickle her on the ribs. They both rolled and fell off the bed, then
Fuuko started to squeal.
“Stop Recca!”
She said laughing while kicking the air and trying to move him aside by
her hands, but he was too strong, and he hung on to her and tickled her
even more. “Recca quit it! Quit it!” She kept on laughing and laughing.
“Stop it! Recca I give up!”
“You may give
up, but I’m not!” He said. “Too bad for you, Fuuko!” He stopped for
a few seconds, giving Fuuko time to try and run, but she only got until
getting up since Recca was fast, so then he tickled her again.
“Oh no!” Fuuko
screamed. “Stop!!” Then she fell on the wooden floor again and started
laughing even harder.
Recca’s foster
father was still awake, and decided to see what was happening in Recca’s
room and what’s with all the noise. He made his way to Recca’s room
and opened the door without knocking. He saw Recca tickling Fuuko.
“Hey you two love birds!” Mr. Hanabishi said.
Recca ceased
what he was doing, and Fuuko tilted her head upwards, to see an up-side-down
Mr. Hanabishi, since she was lying down, and Recca’s hands relaxed on her
body. “Hello, Mr. Hanabishi!” Fuuko greeted him.
“Well, Finally
you two are actually getting along, and are a lot closer now.” Mr. Hanabishi
said. “I’ve noticed.”
The two teenagers
wondered what he meant by that. They were still on their positions,
and they looked at him with a confused look.
“Oh, you don’t
have to hide it from me!” Mr. Hanabishi said. “You two look good
together! Believe me, I have great taste. And don’t look at me like
that. It’s about time you two showed your real feelings for each
other. When you two were young, many people said that when you grow
up you would soon know what love is, and fall in love with each other.
When you were young, all you really did was argue, and people would just
shake their heads and say that you were still too young to know what love
was all about, and now that you do, that’s great! It’s really nice to see
the both of you being a couple.”
Fuuko and
Recca squatted on the floor, stunned and what Mr. Hanabishi just said.
Both of them were blushing and exchanged looks. “Papa, what are you
talking about?” Recca asked his father. “Nothing’s going on between
me and Fuuko. We’re just best friends, and we will be forever.”
“Oh really?”
Mr. Hanabishi said narrowing his eyes. Both of them nodded with the
most innocent face they could make. “I’m not falling for that.”
“What!” Fuuko
said. “But it’s the truth! We have no private feelings for each other
whatsoever. Right, Recca?” But she knows deep inside her, that that
was a lie. She’s always had a crush on Recca. Hidden feelings
that were hiding for quite a long time now.
“Umm... Yeah.”
Recca said, nodding. I just lied. But it’s for a good cause
anyway!
“If there’s
nothing going on between the both of you now,” Mr. Hanabishi said.
“Then there would be in the future. Goodnight!” Then he left Recca’s
bedroom, and shut the door behind him.
The two just
sat there in silence, speechless. Recca glanced at Fuuko. Should
I tell her, or should I not tell her? He asked himself.
“Do you wanna
tell me something?” Fuuko asked Recca like as if she read his mind.
“No.” Recca
said. “What makes you think that?”
“Nothing.
Everytime you’re quiet, it means you want to tell someone something--oh!
And that look, too.” Fuuko replied quietly. She got up and made her
way to Recca’s window, the same way she got in. “I guess I better
be going. It’s getting kind of late.”
Recca got
up. “Fuuko, wait!” Recca said. He grabbed her arm and
pulled her close to him, then he kissed her on the lips. It surprised
her at first, then she started to relax a little bit, replying to his kiss.
After a minute or two, Fuuko pulled away. She slightly smiled, although
still a bit shocked. “You... you kissed me.” She said quietly.
“Umm... yeah...
I guess I did...” Recca replied smiling back at her. They both sat
down on Recca’s bed. “What’s wrong?” he asked noticing a look on
Fuuko’s face that he had never seen before.
“N--nothing.”
Fuuko answered. “I’m... I’m just surprised, that’s all. Did
you even know what you just did?”
“Yeah.
I’m not drunk or anything.” Recca said. “But that’s not all that’s
bothering you, is it? Tell me.”
“No.” Fuuko
said slowly.
“So what’s
the problem? Is it about what just happened?” Recca asked. “What
is it?”
“Your obligation
to Yanagi. And don’t forget that she’s your girlfriend.” Fuuko replied.
Then she shrugged and got up. “What the heck. Whoever said
we were on. It just happened. You’re probably just sleepy.
Half asleep even!”
“Do you wanna
be on?” Recca asked. “And I’m not half asleep!”
“Do you wanna
be?” Fuuko asked back.
“Yeah, I do.”
Recca replied. “But then if you don’t...” He slumped his shoulders.
“Then I’m not going to force you.”
“It’s just
that---” Fuuko said, then she let out a long sigh. “Forget it.”
“No.” Recca
said. “What? What is it? Tell me.”
“Yanagi...”
Fuuko replied. “Remember what Tokiya said that if anything happens
to Yanagi, you will apologize by losing your very own life? I’m sorry...
I can’t live with that. You’re my friend, and you already have a
Princess, Recca, and if you don’t do your duty... you’ll die... remember???”
“I could let
Tokiya take care of her. I mean---”
“NO! OK, NO!
You can’t do that!” Fuuko interrupted. “You have no idea how fragile
Yanagi’s heart is. I know because she’s my friend, too. Do
you know how she would actually react to you and me being together? I’m
sure you don’t. She’d probably cry her eyes out and probably threaten
to commit suicide or something.”
“But then---”
Recca started.
Fuuko waved
her hand to silence him for a minute. “You know what? I think I made
up my mind. I don’t wanna be with you.” She said, and made her way
through the window, then Recca grabbed her by the hand. “Let go of
me!” She snapped. “NOW!” She snatched her hand away from him, and
ran.
“Hey Fuuko,
you OK?” Domon asked that morning in their first class. “You don’t
look so good.”
“I’m fine,
Domon.” Fuuko replied quickly. “I just have a lot of things in my
mind lately, that’s all.”
“Uh-huh...
And you actually want me to believe that.” Domon said. “Tell me everything.
Did anything happen?”
“Umm...” Fuuko
said. “Well, not exactly. Domon, Recca and I sort-of shared
a special moment last night, and I had to end it. While I was on
my way out, he grabbed me and kissed me. Then he asked me if I would
like to be his girlfriend, but then because of Yanagi I said no, but that’s
all I’ve ever wanted. I wanted Recca so badly.” Tears ran down
Fuuko’s cheeks, and Domon reached out to wipe them.
“You know
what?” Domon started. “He’ll know how much you care for Yanagi, and
that would make him love you even more. He’s just waiting for the
right girl to come, and she has. Just wait for a little while, Fuuko...
just wait. He’ll soon realize that your really the girl for him--Oh,
and I hope you still don’t mind me joking around about you being my girl.
That kinda makes people mad at me, and I sometimes actually like people
being mad at me.”
Fuuko managed
to smile. “Thanks, Domon.” She gave him a friendly hug. “But
life just isn’t worth it. There are more troubles and problems than
that. And I thought that Recca would be able to try and make me forget
things. That’s why I went there last night in the first place, and
he did. He took all my troubles and sorrows away with the tickling
episode, and that passionate kiss he gave me... until Yanagi just popped
out of my mind and of how disappointed she would be when she would find
out that me and Recca would be together. She’s my friend, too and
I don’t want to hurt her.”
“It’s OK.”
Domon replied. “Well, I better be going. I still have another
sleeping session to attend. I’ll see you.”
All Fuuko ever
thought about on her way home was Recca. When she reached home, she
immediately ran to her room and wept on her bed. She wanted to be
with Recca more than anything else in the world. But how could she
when Yanagi’s around, and that he should play the ‘Knight in Shining Armor?’
“Recca!” she cried. “Recca!” She never knew she was a softy when
it came to wanting Recca. She never really cared about him and Yanagi
before, but then she soon found out she needed someone to at least be there.
Domon? Nah. She never even knew she could cry this much just because
of Recca Hanabishi!
Recca, who
has been waiting for Fuuko to arrive at her room, and who has been hiding
under her bed, crawled out. He looked at Fuuko... HIS Fuuko, who
was lying on her bed, front down, weeping while saying his name.
He went near her quietly, and put his arm around her. He, then whispered
softly in her ear, “Hey, you called me?”
Fuuko looked
up at him. “Recca? What are you doing here?” she asked surprised.
“What are you doing here?” She quickly wiped her face with the back
of her hand.
Recca wiped
the tears that continuously flowed down Fuuko’s cheeks. “I told you
a long time ago that whenever you would call my name, I would be right
here. And here I am.”
“You heard
me calling your name?”
“I heard you
calling and screaming it.” Recca laughed, and Fuuko laughed with him.
“I heard from Domon what you were trying to do, and I sort-of figured it
out myself, too. Fuuko, I really care about you more than anything
in the world. And what you did just so you can’t hurt Yanagi made
me care about you even more. I never knew you could be that nice.”
Yanagi.
It struck Fuuko immediately. “I also care about Yanagi, Recca.
Do you actually think I’d risk my own life just to save her during the
death matches? She’s one of my friends!” Recca shook his head. Fuuko
put her hands over her head.
“Is there
something you have to tell me?” Recca asked her.
Fuuko looked
up at Recca, and hugged him. He hugged her back, tightly. “Oh,
Recca.” Fuuko cried. “I love you too much just to let you slip through
my fingers.”
Recca felt
something deep inside him that he has never felt before in his whole life.
He has never felt like this for anyone before in his eighteen years of
life. All he knew was that he has never been so happy---or so in
love---in his life. Fuuko telling him that she loved him too much
just to let him slip through just meant so much to him. He held her
tighter and closer to him, that it’s like he never wanted to let go of
her, or of the present moment. He just wanted them--- him and Fuuko---to
be standing right there in the middle of her room hugging each other like
they would be together forever. “I love you, too, Fuuko. Too
much, that I don’t want to let go of you anymore. I want to remain
standing right here forever with you in my arms. I don’t know what
I would do without you. I’d probably die!” Recca said.
“Hey, Hanabishi!”
Tatsuya Komiya said, after classes at their hang out place. “I heard
you broke up with Yanagi a week ago.”
“Yeah.” Recca
said.
“That’s too
bad.”
“Are you going
to stop looking like your day dreaming or are you going to walk around
like a lost puppy all year?” Tokiya Mikagami asked.
Recca smiled.
“Ruff. Ruff.”
“Good thing
I was nice enough not to kill you.” Tokiya told him. “At least we
got over that. Apparently Yanagi didn’t seem to get that affected
either... I think.”
Domon let
out a deep, rumbling burp. “You’ll meet someone else.”
“I know.”
“Besides,”
Tatsuya put in. ”it’s not like Yanagi’s sitting around all weepy
for you. I saw Saicho walk with her home yesterday.”
“What are
you, a spy?” Recca asked annoyed. But he’d noticed himself that Saicho
and Yanagi have been hanging together in school quite a bit.
“Just thought
you’d be interested.”
At first Recca
had thought that Yanagi was just trying to make him jealous. Maybe
at first she was. But the expression she had on her face when he
saw her with Saicho wasn’t fake. He felt kind of down about it at
first, but then was genuinly glad for her. And hearing about her
with Saicho left him feeling strangely unemotional. Probably because
every ounce of emotion he had was tied up in thinking about Fuuko.
He keeps on thinking about what Fuuko said a week ago, when they were embracing
each other in her room, like they never wanted to let go of each other
again.
“Are you guys
ready to go?” Tokiya asked. “I have to finish up a project that’s
due tomorrow.”
Recca dumped
the rest of his trash in the garbage. “You know what you said about
meeting someone?”
“Yeah,” Domon
said standing up.
“Well, there
is a very special someone whom I like in the campus.”
“Who?” Domon,
Tatsuya, and Tokiya asked in unison.
“Fuuko.”
“Fuuko?” Tatsuya
repeated. “You and Fuuko Kirisawa? The biggest babe in school?!”
he then whistled. “Trouble.”
“What’s wrong
with Fuuko?” Recca said. “I’ve known her all my life, which makes
me really know her inside and out.”
“So when are
you planning to ask her to be your girlfriend?” Tokiya asked.
“I already
did.” Recca said. “She turned me down. Well, it didn’t really
go as I have planned. I didn’t have a single thought in my mind.
She went to my house, sneaked up in my room, and while I was lying down
in bed thinking, she scared the hell out of me. Then I said something
to her that ended both of us down on the floor tickling each other to death,
then my dad came in and thought we were on or something, and when she was
about to leave I grabbed her and kissed her.”
“Ooooh!” Tatsuya
said.
As Recca walked
along on his way to his house, he’d done a lot of thinking. He couldn’t
survive without a girlfriend. Especially if Fuuko isn’t around.
Usually Recca gets confused at the things he wanted. But then now,
he has changed, and whatever he usually wanted, he’d try his very best
to get it. And he knew what he wanted.
He wanted
Fuuko Kirisawa, his best friend for life to be his girlfriend.
And he would
get her as his girlfriend, no matter what the costs are.
Recca picked
Fuuko up at her house late Saturday afternoon. They were on their
way to Yanagi’s house to tell her the truth. Fuuko can’t survive
not being able to tell Yanagi that she has fallen for her best friend,
and Yanagi’s ex-boyfriend. She had to tell her, whether or not Yanagi
would hate her forever. She had to be honest with her.
They reached
the Sakoshita’s residence, and both of them stepped out of the Taxi.
Yanagi was in her front lawn, raking some leaves, while jumping on them,
then raking them again.
“I’m not so
sure about this, Recca.” Fuuko said. “All of a sudden I’m having
second thoughts. What if she’d hate me for it or something?”
“It’s OK.”
Recca replied. “Trust me.”
“Hey Yanagi!”
Fuuko said.
“Hello!” Yanagi
waved at her, then turned to Recca. Her face fell when she saw him,
but then she managed to smile a little bit. “Hi.”
Recca smiled
back. “Hi.”
Fuuko chewed
the inside of her lip. No hostility. This was a good sign.
“So where’s
everyone else?” Yanagi asked. “Maybe they want to come in and have
a drink or something before we go. I think my mother got some cookies
and milk.”
Fuuko paused,
taking a deep breath. “No one else came.” She said, forcing her voice
to be cheerful. “It’s just us.”
”Domon and
Tokiya couldn’t make it?” Yanagi asked. “Guess they weren’t in the
mood for a movie today, huh?”
“We, um, we
didn’t ask them.” Recca spoke up. “We wanted to talk to you in private
about something.”
Yanagi rested
her cheek on the handle of the rake. “You sound so serious.”
“Well, it’s,
um, something that’s serious.” Fuuko said. “I kinda found someone
special. I’ve known him for quite a long time now, and both of us
just realized that we really cared for each other just now.”
“Really!?”
Yanagi squealed. “Oh I knew you and Tokiya were meant to be, I knew
it from the first time that I saw you guys together!!”
“It’s me.”
Recca said.
“Excuse me?”
Yanagi asked, surprised, the traces of her smile fading away.
“We wanted
to talk to you first.” Fuuko said quickly. “That’s kind of why we’re
here.”
“You’ve got
to be kidding.” Yanagi’s voice was low, and her hands turned into balls
of fists, and her knuckles blanched.
Fuuko and
Recca froze, stricken. They’ve never seen Yanagi like this before.
“Tell me this
is some episode of The Twilight Zone.”
“We hoped
you’d be OK with it.” Recca said nervously.
Fuuko looked
anxiously at Yanagi. “After what you said about Saicho and everything,
well, well...” Fuuko stammered. This was a disaster. “You know,
I just thought that you wouldn’t...”
Yanagi’s mouth
tightened up into a horrified little scowl. “The two of you? Together?”
She looked from Recca to Fuuko, then back to Recca again.
Fuuko reached
out to touch her. “It’s not like we planned to like each other after
all these years.” she tried, knowing her words were ineffective the moment
she said them. “We--we just... I---”
“Shut up.”
Yanagi said.
The words
hit Fuuko and Recca like a hard slap on the face.
“Princess...
I mean---Yanagi...” Recca started.
“Just shut
up!!!!” Yanagi burst out, tears welling up in her eyes. “I never
want to hear anything either of you want to say again!!!” Before either
Recca or Fuuko could stop her, Yanagi had spun around and ran up the front
porch and into her house. The door slammed shut.
Recca’s face
was ashen. “Should we give her a few minutes and then knock on the
door? Maybe she’ll calm down.”
“No.
Trust me this time. That wouldn’t be a good idea.” Fuuko turned
on her heel and walked to the side of the road. What kind of fool
had she been? So what if Yanagi and Recca had broken up? He was her first
true love. Seeing him with another girl had to hurt. A tear
rolled down her cheek. And if that other girl was me... her closest
friend.
“I can’t believe
this.” Fuuko whispered when they were in a taxi on their way to Fuuko’s
house.
“I didn’t
think she’d react so badly.” Recca rested his head on the seat. “Well,
whatever we did, it was the right thing to do, Fuuko. She’ll come
around sooner or later. She has to face the ugly facts of life.”
He held her hand and kissed it softly. “Don’t worry about it.”
Fuuko smiled
sadly at him.
Everytime Fuuko walked on the halls of her school, she sees Yanagi talking with friends all the time, basically ignoring her. Yanagi has been giving her the silent treatment for about two whole days now. She snobs Fuuko all the time, and treats her like as if she doesn’t even exist in this world of ours. There were lots of things she had to get used to. She also had to be the tenth to hear about Yanagi and Saicho going out together instead of being the first, and sometimes when they bump into each other Yanagi acts like she doesn’t even know Fuuko. This was hard for Fuuko, of course, but she didn’t have much of a choice.
“Hey.” Recca
tapped Fuuko’s shoulder. “Mind if I join you?”
Fuuko looked
up at him, then looked around the cafeteria. Yanagi was no place
to be seen. She scooted over then shrugged her shoulders. “No.
Go ahead.”
Recca put
his tray down and sat beside Fuuko. She looked sad and worried, and
looked a little nervous. He nudged her. “What’s wrong?”
Fuuko sighed.
“I wanna die.” She said plainly. “What’s the point in living
when you don’t have a close friend anymore.”
Recca looked
at her surprisingly. “Don’t say that! I mean, let’s put it this way.
If you wanna die, Fuuko, then die. Because if you die, I die.”
Fuuko looked
at him. She didn’t know he cared about her that much. “That’s
stupid. You’re stupid!”
“It’s just
that,” Recca started. “I really care about you. I love you,
Fuuko. I don’t want you to die. And I wanna be with you.
So if you die and go to heaven, I’d kill myself so I can be in heaven with
you forever.”
Fuuko blushed.
Corny but sweet. She thought. “Thanks. It’s the nicest thing
anyone has ever told me before.” she said.
“Well,” Recca
said. “I’m starved. Wanna start eating lunch before time is
over?”
“Yeah, I guess
so.” Fuuko replied.
“Thanks for
dropping me by, Recca. I didn’t really need you to.” Fuuko said.
“It’s OK.”
Recca replied. “It’s no problem. Hey, I almost forgot.
About the dance which is three days from now. I was wondering if
you would wanna go with me instead of Domon.”
Fuuko smiled.
“If I get things straightened up first between Yanagi and me then I’d love
to go with you. But then if not, then... I’m sorry. Thanks
again.” Fuuko went inside her house and closed the door behind her.
After finishing
all her homework... and of course, Recca’s, she tucked herself into bed.
Before she’d had a boyfriend, Fuuko used to lie in bed at night and wonder
about what it would be like when---and if---she ever did.
Now she lay
in bed thinking of the guy of her dreams whom she’d known her whole life,
Recca Hanabishi, her friend until everything changed one week ago---and
a friend who was fading farther away with every new heart that appeared
on the wall.
It was October
31st. A Saturday night, and the day of the school Halloween dance.
Fuuko was getting ready for the Halloween dance, although she wasn’t able
to straighten things out with Yanagi, Recca and Domon talked her into going
to the dance and maybe she could get to straighten things out with Yanagi
there. Recca and her both agreed on dressing up as a Princess and
a Ninja. She was putting her light blue dress on which was so long
it touched the floor, and she was scared she might trip while dancing with
Recca. She wasn’t used to wearing dresses. She was always this
tomboyish pretty outgoing girl. She put light make up on, then a
crown that looked dazzling on her head. She heard a door bell and
ran downstairs, but to her surprise when she opened the door, she saw Yanagi
dressed as an Angel, and Saicho as a Paper Crane. (^_~)
“Hello.” Fuuko
said, surprised to see the both of them. “Come on in.”
“Hi.” Yanagi
said smiling. “Mind if we go to the dance together?”
“No, of course
not. Recca would be here in about five minutes. Fuuko replied.
“OK.” Yanagi
said. “You look pretty. Princess?”
“Umm... yeah.
Gotta get used to dressing like this.”
“And Recca’s
the ninja, right?” Saicho asked.
Fuuko nodded.
“You don’t look so bad yourself. Fuuko said, wondering where this
was leading to.
“Well, umm..
our teacher asked us to write something about what we were thankful for
and he’d put it in the school paper for some reason, and I put you.” Yanagi
said.
“Me?” Fuuko
said. “Why? I’m the person you hate.”
“No you’re
not.” Yanagi replied. “I was just mad about what happened between
you and Recca. I mean it’s like the two people I trusted the most
went behind my back. First of all you guys were just acting as best
friends, then the next thing I hear was that you’re true feelings for each
other finally went out.”
“Umm..”
“It’s OK,
you don’t have to say anything.” Yanagi said. “I know that in school
I act like as if I don't notice you at all, but I have, and I” ---she began
to cry--- “ I’ve realized how happy you two are together and how miserably
I handled the situation.” Yanagi put her arms around Fuuko and hugged
her. “I missed hanging out with you.”
“I missed
you, too.”
“Promise me
we’ll never fight again OK?” Yanagi said.
“Promise.”
Yanagi showed
off a pinkie ring on her left finger. “Saicho gave this to me.
We’re going out now.”
Fuuko looked
at Saicho, who was smiling proudly. “Yanagi?”
“Yeah?”
“Would a double
date be too weird?” Fuuko asked.
“Not to me.”
Yanagi smiled.
“Me neither.”
“Didn’t anyone
ever tell you that you look so beautiful?” Recca whispered in Fuuko’s ear
while they were dancing one of those slow, romantic dances, pulling her
closer to him.
Fuuko looked
up at him. “No. The last time you described me, you said I
was ugly.. so did Fujimaru the hentai.”
Recca laughed.
“Well, you do look beautiful.”
“Thanks.”
Fuuko replied quietly. “Hey! You’re getting better at dancing!”
Recca grinned
the smile that Fuuko could never resist. “I had a good teacher.”
There was
silence between the two of them for a few seconds. Fuuko rested her
head on Recca’s shoulder. She looked at Domon dancing with one of
the popular girls in their school, and he gave her a thumbs up, and she
smiled. Then she saw Tokiya sitting around drinking juice and talking
with some of his friends, serious as usual. He nodded agreeably to
what his friend was saying. Another slow song replaced the previous
one that was playing. The song Recca and Fuuko planned to be their
song, since every couple has a song together. Recca hummed the tune
in Fuuko’s ear. It was a pleasant sound.
“Fuuko?” Recca
said.
“Hmm?” Fuuko
said, getting comfortable. She pulled slighly away so that she could
look at Recca’s handsome face, and at his dark blue eyes.
“We’re an
official couple now, right?” Recca said, looking at Fuuko’s beautiful face
which he never really noticed until a few weeks ago. I never thought
she would look so beautiful if she were dressed as a Princess. My
Princess.
Fuuko nodded.
“Mmmhmm.”
“Good.” Recca
said.
The both of
them began to get comfortable again, and went back to their normal positions.
Fuuko resting her head on Recca’s shoulder, Recca humming the song, and
his breath going against Fuuko’s neck.
“Fuuko?” Recca
said after three minutes has passed by.
“Yeah?”
Fuuko answered without bothering to look at him. She liked the position
she was in now. It was really great to be in Recca’s strong arms.
She’d always wanted to feel how it was like to be in them.
“I love you.”
Recca whispered.
This time,
Fuuko did bother to look at him. “I love you too, Recca.” She whispered
back. I never knew it was that weird to actually say that to Recca.
Both of them
smiled, and put their foreheads together, making the tips of their noses
touch. “I love you so much. You have no idea how much. And
the last thing that I ever want to happen in life is the both of us fighting
and breaking up. Do you think those things could happen in our relationship?”
Fuuko shook
her head.
“I love you,
Fuuko, I really do.” Recca said.
Fuuko grinned.
“You already said that.”
Recca grinned
back. “Well, I’m saying it again. I love you, Fuuko.”
Fuuko sighed.
“I love you too, Recca.” The moment Fuuko finished saying it, their
lips met, and melted together. The both of them were in heaven, and
nothing mattered to either of them any longer, except for the both of them,
the love they had for each other, and the world they lived in... well,
and maybe the rest of the Hokage team....hehehe... (^_~)
THE END
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