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Let us give 3 cheers for my friend Mocha-chan's weirdness, shall we? :3
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A Confession Out of the Blue
Chigasaki Ichirou never knew what anxiety really meant until that moment when he entered the field, and spotted Aki solely tying his soccer shoes at a far corner. His breathing quickened; his hands began to sweat uncontrollably. And little by little, his courage seeped out of him.
He couldn’t tell Aki, he mused.
He was not ready.
Ichirou’s eyes narrowed at the thought and shook his head to throw it out of his mind. No, he had to be brave. Continuing to hide the truth would only mean more days of awkwardness and lies; he didn’t want those. He didn’t care anymore if Aki got mad; nor did he care if their relationship turned different. He couldn’t keep these words to himself forever; he would go crazy if he continued doing so.
The green-haired boy took a deep breath as he came up with a firm decision.
He would tell Aki.
And he would tell it NOW.
There’s no more backing down for him.
Slowly, Ichirou moved towards his best friend while rehearsing the lines he had been meaning to tell him. But all his preparations turned out to be useless as his mind went blank upon reaching the other boy, and all he managed was a simple, “Hey…”
“Hey…” was also Aki’s short yet warm reply before he returned his attention back to his feet.
Clearing his throat, Chigasaki Ichirou took the empty space next to his friend. And then he began to wonder, What now, Ichirou? You can’t just sit there and do nothing, can you?
For a minute, the two of them never said a single word. Ichirou turned his head sideways and stared at the other boy. Oh, he wanted to tell him already, to get this over and done with, but he just didn’t know how to start.
It was Aki who eventually broke the taciturnity enveloping them.
“Ne, have you seen Kan?”
Upon hearing Aki’s voice, Ichirou was brought out of his contemplation. Immediately, he sorted his brain for an appropriate response. “Uh… I heard Kinoshita-sensei asked him to see her after class,”
“What for?” Aki asked curiously, furrowing his brow at the same time.
He shrugged. “I have no idea,"
“I see,” The young celebrity nodded. There came another momentary silence before Aki spoke and added, “He was supposed to give me something from Fuyu-chan…”
Ichirou winced, not really liking the subject to be directed at Aki’s cute, little girlfriend. No, not this time.
“By the way, Kan said you have something to tell me?”
“Wha--?” Ichirou’s eyes widened, startled by what Aki had told him. Inwardly, he cursed and made a mental note to appropriately reward Kanone’s unwanted intervention later. Damn, he should have known better than to share his little secret to him, that blabbermouth. But in spite of the violent thoughts that were currently running inside his head, most of which involving a certain brown-haired pianist, he managed to give a sheepish smile--- his silent response to Aki’s expectant look.
“So what is it?”
Looking away, Ichirou focused his gaze on the ground and began scratching the back of his head. “ I… umm… I don’t know how to start this… I…You see…” Once again, he cursed silently. Why couldn’t he say it directly?!
While he was trying to get the words out of his mouth, Aki stared at him quizzically. He found it strange that Ichirou was having trouble expressing his thoughts; he was never like that, especially with him. He wondered what it was that Ichirou wanted to say that he could not say so easily.
Finally, after a minute or so of Uhmm's, Well I’s and You see's…
“Ne, Aki-kun, we are friends right?”
The blue-haired youngster furrowed his brow as he stared at the other boy curiously. Why was he asking a question which he obviously knew the answer to? Though he found that silly, Aki still nodded his head as a reply.
A small smile crept up Ichirou’s face, and he continued, “And because we are friends, you’d never treat me differently even after I tell you all about it, right?”
Aki shrugged. “It depends,” he stated as his blue-green eyes narrowed suspiciously, “On whatever it is,”
Ichirou let out a nervous chuckle as he began to fidget with his fingers.
“Well? We don’t have all day, you know. Are you going to tell me about it or not?” Aki asked, impatience resonating in his voice.
The smiled faded on Ichirou’s lips and for a few seconds he continued to remain silent. Afterwards, he took one deep breath and faced Aki. This is it. It’s now or never, he mused.
“Ne, would you mind giving me your hand?” he asked him.
Upon hearing his request, Aki stared at him dubiously. “What for?”
Ichirou shook his head. “Please don’t ask. Just do it,”
Though he was feeling doubtful, Aki obeyed. Ichirou tightly clasped his hand and afterwards, gazed intensely into his eyes.
For some reason, the way Ichirou was looking at him was making him really uncomfortable, and he was starting to fear what the other boy was going to say next.
“Aki, I didn’t mean for it to happen,” the student body president began to say before a sigh escaped his lips. “I swear, if only I could stop it from happening, I would have. But everything happened so fast and the next thing I knew I...” Ichirou paused; and while he still held Aki’s hand firmly, he looked away. “I… I…”
“Ichi...?” Was all that the blue-haired rock star could say.
Once again, Ichirou returned his eyes to him. “Aki…”
Aki slightly frowned as the dark-haired boy continued to stall. Damn, he wished Ichirou would just say it because the suspense was really, really starting to scare him.
“Aki… I…”
“I…?”
“I…”
“I…?”
“I lo—”
“I lo---?”
“I lo--”
“I lo--??”
This monotonous routine went on for a short while, until Aki, running out of patience, suddenly, exasperatedly cried out, “For god’s sake, Chigasaki! Just say the damn thing already!”
And say it, he did.
“I lost your limited edition Black Cat manga!” Ichirou exclaimed as he took out a small, transparent plastic bag from his jacket pocket and placed in on the blond’s palm. “And all that’s left is this... ”
All the colors left Aki’s face as he stared down at plastic bag, and then back at Ichirou’s apologetic expression. “Ichirou, that was a very rare CD,” His eyebrow twitched in aggravation. “And I was supposed to give it to Fuyu-chan for our monthsary next week,”
“I know and I’m sorry. Umm... A-are you mad?”
Aki bowed his head, his face visibly darkening.
Ichirou laughed nervously. “Well, I guess that says it all, ne?”
(END?)
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Man, I'm bored. Ang hungry. X___X"
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Epilogue:
Aoi Nanami was on her way to the Student Council office when she saw her two best friends doing their laps around the field. She looked down at her watch; she was sure that was actually 30 minutes more before the scheduled training time of Aki’s soccer team and Ichirou’s kendo club.
She smiled. With such enthusiasm for training, no wonder they were chosen as the captain for their respective clubs. Their teammates would surely have to look up to them.
“Ja, keep up the good work, Ichirou-senpai, Aki-kun,” she whispered before continuing on her way.
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“Just wait 'til I get my hands on you, Chigasaki!! I'm gonna kill you!!!”
“Come on, Aki, I already said I’m sorry!”
(END!)
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Posted at 08:16 AM by Sechskies
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