[one-shot] the secret conversation
Title : The Secret Conversation
Pairing : Sakuraiba
Genre : AU, Romance
Rating : PG13
Beta : ice_colour *you wont believe how much I love you XD*
Disclaimer : I own them in my imagination and you read it now XD
Summary :
"I guess you just don’t want me like I want you…
I don’t want to be your secret…
I won’t be replying again…We can stop our secret conversation, I’ve had enough with this.
Bye…”
AN : obviously this is for our b`day boy~~ Ma-chan XD
lets scream that we love him together~~!! WE LOVE YOU AIBA MASAKI!!! OTANJOUBI OMEDETOU~~!!
and...for dear midorinohana happy super b`day darl~~ and pease get well soon ^.^
~~~~~~~~~~~*******~~~~~~~~~~
Sakurai Sho, male, 18 years old, he was an ordinary student with an ordinary life. He spent his days like ordinary people do. He was so ordinary that sometimes there was no one who actually noticed that he exists in this world, - that is what I would write in my autobiography.
No one realized that I existed. No one being… well, no one. Not even the guy I had fallen for, not that I tried to make him notice my existence to begin with…
I was walking to the library while carrying a whole pile of books, I couldn’t even fix my glasses that had slipped off my nose. I felt startled when I caught an unbelievable sight of the duo that I was sure wouldn’t come to the library as long as they lived. But they were here, Aiba Masaki and Ninomiya Kazunari. Aiba was randomly opening some books without even looking at the titles and Ninomiya was leaning against a bookshelf, playing his PSP.
I hid myself in an aisle between some bookshelves and pretended to put the books back, while actually trying to overhear their conversation.
“C’mon, Aiba, it’s boring and you can’t deny it!” Ninomiya said without even turning his head to his friend. “I know you’re desperate to see him, but-“
“Shut up, Ninomiya Kazunari!” he hissed, “Okay, we’re leaving…”
I heard their footsteps and pretended to put a book back on the shelf. They went past me and glanced at me without slowing down their pace, well, at least Aiba did while Ninomiya stopped for a moment and smirked at me, “Nerd,” he whispered.
I hated him, he seemed like he was always looking down on other people. But I liked his friend, yes, me, the nerdy student Sakurai Sho, was loving liking Aiba Masaki.
I sighed, I knew that we wouldn’t match, I was sure that he didn’t even know about my existence, that’s why I never tried to become closer with him, or maybe it was just because of my cowardly side.
I took a book and sat down at a table in the corner. That was my favorite spot, I could spend a lot of time just sitting there and reading some books. Then I noticed something written on the corner of the table. I was angry when I saw that, no one had the rights to write random things on public property and in public place like library, and NOT on my favorite place! I moved closer and read it.
“Ahh…What a boring place…
Hello~~!! Aiba Masaki desu~~!!”
I felt my eyes widening, Aiba…?
My hand moved on its own accord and wrote a reply there.
“Hello…”
That’s what I wrote and all of sudden I felt really happy, probably because I felt like I was talking to him in a way… Even though I knew he wouldn’t reply, he wouldn’t be coming back to the library again…
But…I was wrong. The next day, when I came back to the library, there was a reply from him. He had erased our conversation from yesterday and wrote a new message there.
“Never expected that I would get a reply.
I just wrote randomly, because I was bored.
Who are you?”
‘He replied!!’ I screamed in my head. He talked to me, indirectly, of course, but still…he talked to me.
He paid attention to the little things…and to someone as invisible as me. He didn’t know who I was, I mean no one knew who I am, I wondered that maybe he wouldn’t talk to someone like me. He was popular - I wasn’t, he had a lot of friends - I only had one best friend. He wouldn’t answer me anymore if I’d answer that I’m Sakurai Sho…
And then I saw him; Matsumoto Jun was walking to the librarians’ table and started talking with them. One of the librarians desperately tried to flirt with him.
“Nice to know you, Aiba-san…
I’m Matsumoto Jun…but I’m a shy person,
so please don’t greet me if you meet me…
Or maybe I will run away…”
I wasn’t sure whether it would work or not, but I thought I couldn’t just tell him I was Sakurai Sho.
The next day I checked the table again, and there was a reply from him.
“Ahhh…Matsumoto Jun?
You don’t seem like the shy type,
but I understand, I like this secret conversation idea…
Interesting…”
I smiled when I read his reply, I was looking for a pencil in my bag when someone patted my shoulder and I almost jumped in surprise.
“Sho-kun, what are you doing?” familiar voice asked me. I turned my head and found Ohno smiling to me.
”Writing a reply,” I answered. “Would you believe if I’d say that I’m talking with Aiba?”
He sat beside me and blinked in confusion, “Who?”
”Aiba, Aiba Masaki,” I repeated.
“Huh? I remember only one Aiba Masaki, the basketball player who’s always with his gamer friend?” he asked.
“Yes, that Aiba Masaki,” I answered him.
He frowned, “Are you absolutely sure you’re not imagining things?” he asked.
I punched his arm playfully, “Of course I’m not!”
But he was still looking worried, “When…?”
“But…we talk only here,” I pointed at his handwriting on the table and Ohno moved closer to see.
“Matsumoto Jun? Are you sure this is him?” he asked, then looked at me, “Are you lying to him?” he questioned again.
“No. I mean…look, he wouldn’t be talking to me if I would’ve said that I am Sakurai Sho,” I answered.
“Sho-kun!” he exclaimed, “You can’t just use another person’s name!”
“But he wouldn’t talk to me-“
“You’ll regret it,” he cut me mid-sentence. “You must tell him the truth before you have to regret it,” he warned me.
I just looked at him and wrote my reply.
“You’re not the library type,
What are you doing in the library anyway?”
The next day, without even looking anywhere else or asking for new books to the librarian, I walked directly to my favorite table. It was just like the previous times, there was a reply there.
“It looks interesting…
And it’s only after we started to talk,
can I call you Jun?
Tell me about yourself, which is your favorite book?”
I wrote down a reply immediately.
“Sure, you can, I’ll call you Masaki from now on…
I’ll show you my favorite book…”
After I wrote that I rushed to take my favorite book to put it in the drawer of the table and continued my reply.
“Check the drawer…”
I couldn’t concentrate on the class the next day, I wanted to hear the bell signalizing the break so I could run to the library.
When the class was finally over I immediately stood up and started to walk in a fast pace.
“Where are you going, Sho-kun?” Ohno asked when he met me on the way.
“Library,” I answered him shortly and kept walking, I didn’t want to see his worried expression.
I walked to my favorite place and checked the corner of the table. There was a reply from him.
“Thanks, this is the first time I used my library card.
I’ll try to read it…And send you a thank you gift…”
A thank you gift? I couldn’t deny that I felt happy.
I took my pencil and wrote my reply.
“No need to do that…
I’m happy to be sharing with you…”
I wrote that, though in reality I really wanted to know what he would give me.
But talking with him was enough for me. Sometimes I couldn’t believe that I could talk to him, even if it wasn’t a direct conversation.
Maybe it was just a dream…a good one? In that case I didn’t want to open my eyes ever again. I stood back up and walked out of the library, at that exact moment Aiba was walking the opposite direction, he wanted to enter the library, he didn’t even glance at me, he just walked by like I wasn’t even there. Well…he never knew that he was actually taking to Sakurai Sho, not Matsumoto Jun. But he brought the book I had suggested him, so once again - I couldn’t not feel happy because of that…
I peered in the drawer of the table and saw a sheet of paper. I took it and smiled when I noticed what it was. It was a bookmark.
I was back on Aiba’s reply again.
“Too late~~ check the drawer!
I thought it would match you, Jun-kun…”
I smiled again and I felt warm sensation spreading in my chest. I wrote my reply.
“Thank you…I’ll treasure it…”
Days changed into month, I kept exchanging messages with him on the table in the corner of the library. We talked about anything and everything, we talked about books I liked, we talked about basketball, or music he liked, we talked about the librarian who tried to flirt with all the good-looking guys in school, we talked about Nino, and we talked about our problems… The unbelievable part was that we matched each other, even though we had really different personalities and activities.
I slowly walked to the table and sat down on a chair, it was December already… His month… I kept wondering what I would give him for his birthday. Maybe a CD he really wanted…I looked at the corner of the table and saw the familiar handwriting…
“I hope my birthday will be a white birthday this year…”
I smiled when I read it, we had talked about his birthday lately. I took my pencil and wrote the reply.
“Do you like snow, Masaki…?
What do you want from me…?
As a present for your birthday~~”
I really liked the idea about me giving him a present …
I stared blankly at the same spot the next day. He had written his reply already…
“Yes…I like snow…
I want to talk to you directly, Jun-kun…
Can you give me that as my birthday present…?”
That was what he had written. It wasn’t like I had never expected he would ask us to meet. But I had always pushed my thoughts about that aside. I took a deep breath…I couldn’t just tell him that I wasn’t Matsumoto Jun…What was I supposed to do?
“You can ask me anything else…”
I closed my eyes when I finished writing the reply. I hoped he would understand…but I was wrong.
“Why…? Why don’t you want to talk to me…?
Give me the reason…”
I bit my lip, this was what Ohno had meant. I couldn’t lie to him forever…
But I couldn’t just tell him the truth either, I didn’t want him to hate me…
“I can’t give you the reason, Masaki…
But please, understand…”
I wrote this message feeling desperate.
The next day I read his reply and I couldn’t believe my eyes after I read it.
“You’ve never explained to me, you’ve never given me the reason but you ask me to understand?
Which part is it that I should understand about you exactly?
I guess you just don’t want me like I want you…
I don’t want to be your secret…
I won’t be replying again…We can stop our secret conversation, I’ve had enough with this.
Bye…”
I took my pencil in a rush and wrote a reply.
“Masaki…please…don’t leave…”
But when I came back to the library the next day, there wasn’t any reply from him.
“Masaki…please…I don’t want to lose you…”
But he never replied anymore, although we met everyday - I had lost him…
“Masaki…please don’t ignore me…”
“Masaki…I’m begging you…”
“Masaki…I miss you…”
“Masaki…please…”
“Please…”
“Please forgive me…”
“Masaki…”
“Masaki…”
“Masaki…”
I kept calling out for him, I kept waiting for him to reply everyday, but deep down in my heart I knew that he won’t be replying to me anymore. I didn’t have the courage to tell him the truth, I didn’t want him to hate me. I could see him everyday but I couldn’t talk to him… I followed him with my gaze.
“Masaki…I love you…”
Maybe we weren’t meant to be together, maybe this was the price I had to pay for lying to him…
I slowly walked to that table, I wouldn’t come and wait for him anymore, this would be the last time I came here…
I touched the spot where we always wrote our messages but I saw something unusual. I saw another handwriting, it didn’t belong to me…
It was Aiba’s…
“I’ll wait for you in the park at 8 PM on Christmas Eve…”
Oh.God. What was I supposed to do now?
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The clock was ticking slowly… I glanced at the clock on my desk. It was 10 PM already. He wouldn’t have waited for me, right…? I had decided that I wouldn’t go. I decided to live only in his imagination and save our moments in my head…
I stared at the package on my desk, my present for him, a scarf. I realized he wouldn’t accept this package…
I jumping from my chair when I my cell phone started vibrating and Ohno’s name appeared on the screen.
“Moshi-moshi?” I picked it up.
“Sho-kun? Are you free? Let’s go out with the guys from my club!” he said full of excitement. Ohno was in an art club.
“No, I don’t feel like going out…”
“Ahhh…You’re no fun!”
“Satoshi! Look! Is that Aiba Masaki?” I could hear his friend’s voice clearly.
“Wait, Sho-kun,” then his voice sounded far away, “ahhh, yes, what the hell is he doing in park at this time?”
I stood up immediately and ignored Ohno who was calling me in confusion. I ran to the park as fast as I could and brought the package I had prepared for him. After about 10 minutes I reached the park… I couldn’t believe this… I could see Aiba sitting on a bench, blowing his breath on his hands, trying to warm them up.
Slowly I walked his way and stopped in front of him. He looked at me and frowned.
“Who are you?” he asked. I tried to calm my breathing and answered him, “I… Ummm… My name is Sakurai Sho.”
He looked at me still in confusion, “I…was the one who replied to your messages on the library’s table…” I had finally said it. I couldn’t read his expression.
“I thought…it’s Matsumo-”
“I’m sorry,” I cut his words, “I’m really sorry…”
“Why did you lie to me?” he asked. “Is this the reason why you wouldn’t meet me? Because you’re not Matsumoto Jun?” he questioned again.
“I thought you wouldn’t talk to me…if I introduced myself as an ugly, nerdy guy…” I explained, he stood up and faced me.
“And your feelings were all just lies, too?” he asked, smiling bitterly.
“No! My feelings aren’t lies,” I tried to explain him.
He smirked, “I hate liars…” and he turned and started to walk away.
I grabbed his hand, “I know! I know you hate me, liar or not I wouldn’t be suited for you! I know it!!” he stared at me, “But you can’t forbid me to love you,” I looked back at him. I gave him the package, “Happy birthday… I really wanted to say that to you…at least for one last time…”
I bit my lips and walked away. This was the end of my first love…
“I knew it was you…” I stopped in my tracks and turned to Aiba, he looked at me, “I knew it was you from the beginning… I wouldn’t have replied to those messages if it would’ve been Matsumoto Jun. I replied to them because I knew it was you…”
I was at a loss for words, I didn’t even realize what I was doing until I found myself pulling him in my embrace and kissing him.
“Ouch! Your glasses!” I broke the kiss and he took them off.
“You’re not ugly you know,” he whispered. I kissed him again, everything was perfect, everything felt so right…
I broke the kiss again, “I’m sorry,” I whispered and claimed his lips again.
I broke the kiss for the third time and he started to look impatient, “Happy birthday…” I whispered again.
He smiled, “Thank you…” and I was back to his lips again.
When I broke the kiss for the fourth time he pouted at me, “I love you…” I softly said.
He kept his pout, “I know, so stop your babbling and kiss me!” he ordered. I smiled and locked our lips together again…
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AN : God~~ I`m so happy I can write something for Ma-chan`s b`day XD
lets hope he get a super great b`day ne~~
I got the idea when I was sitting down in the library t wait for my lecturer~~ wonderful~~ haha
and I didnt color it...how is it?looks better?
Poll colors poolI`ll see the pool result to decide I need to use the colors or not~~
thank you ^^
and spamming for ma-chan`s bday is loved XD
Pairing : Sakuraiba
Genre : AU, Romance
Rating : PG13
Beta : ice_colour *you wont believe how much I love you XD*
Disclaimer : I own them in my imagination and you read it now XD
Summary :
"I guess you just don’t want me like I want you…
I don’t want to be your secret…
I won’t be replying again…We can stop our secret conversation, I’ve had enough with this.
Bye…”
AN : obviously this is for our b`day boy~~ Ma-chan XD
lets scream that we love him together~~!! WE LOVE YOU AIBA MASAKI!!! OTANJOUBI OMEDETOU~~!!
and...for dear midorinohana happy super b`day darl~~ and pease get well soon ^.^
~~~~~~~~~~~*******~~~~~~~~~~
Sakurai Sho, male, 18 years old, he was an ordinary student with an ordinary life. He spent his days like ordinary people do. He was so ordinary that sometimes there was no one who actually noticed that he exists in this world, - that is what I would write in my autobiography.
No one realized that I existed. No one being… well, no one. Not even the guy I had fallen for, not that I tried to make him notice my existence to begin with…
I was walking to the library while carrying a whole pile of books, I couldn’t even fix my glasses that had slipped off my nose. I felt startled when I caught an unbelievable sight of the duo that I was sure wouldn’t come to the library as long as they lived. But they were here, Aiba Masaki and Ninomiya Kazunari. Aiba was randomly opening some books without even looking at the titles and Ninomiya was leaning against a bookshelf, playing his PSP.
I hid myself in an aisle between some bookshelves and pretended to put the books back, while actually trying to overhear their conversation.
“C’mon, Aiba, it’s boring and you can’t deny it!” Ninomiya said without even turning his head to his friend. “I know you’re desperate to see him, but-“
“Shut up, Ninomiya Kazunari!” he hissed, “Okay, we’re leaving…”
I heard their footsteps and pretended to put a book back on the shelf. They went past me and glanced at me without slowing down their pace, well, at least Aiba did while Ninomiya stopped for a moment and smirked at me, “Nerd,” he whispered.
I hated him, he seemed like he was always looking down on other people. But I liked his friend, yes, me, the nerdy student Sakurai Sho, was loving liking Aiba Masaki.
I sighed, I knew that we wouldn’t match, I was sure that he didn’t even know about my existence, that’s why I never tried to become closer with him, or maybe it was just because of my cowardly side.
I took a book and sat down at a table in the corner. That was my favorite spot, I could spend a lot of time just sitting there and reading some books. Then I noticed something written on the corner of the table. I was angry when I saw that, no one had the rights to write random things on public property and in public place like library, and NOT on my favorite place! I moved closer and read it.
“Ahh…What a boring place…
Hello~~!! Aiba Masaki desu~~!!”
I felt my eyes widening, Aiba…?
My hand moved on its own accord and wrote a reply there.
“Hello…”
That’s what I wrote and all of sudden I felt really happy, probably because I felt like I was talking to him in a way… Even though I knew he wouldn’t reply, he wouldn’t be coming back to the library again…
But…I was wrong. The next day, when I came back to the library, there was a reply from him. He had erased our conversation from yesterday and wrote a new message there.
“Never expected that I would get a reply.
I just wrote randomly, because I was bored.
Who are you?”
‘He replied!!’ I screamed in my head. He talked to me, indirectly, of course, but still…he talked to me.
He paid attention to the little things…and to someone as invisible as me. He didn’t know who I was, I mean no one knew who I am, I wondered that maybe he wouldn’t talk to someone like me. He was popular - I wasn’t, he had a lot of friends - I only had one best friend. He wouldn’t answer me anymore if I’d answer that I’m Sakurai Sho…
And then I saw him; Matsumoto Jun was walking to the librarians’ table and started talking with them. One of the librarians desperately tried to flirt with him.
“Nice to know you, Aiba-san…
I’m Matsumoto Jun…but I’m a shy person,
so please don’t greet me if you meet me…
Or maybe I will run away…”
I wasn’t sure whether it would work or not, but I thought I couldn’t just tell him I was Sakurai Sho.
The next day I checked the table again, and there was a reply from him.
“Ahhh…Matsumoto Jun?
You don’t seem like the shy type,
but I understand, I like this secret conversation idea…
Interesting…”
I smiled when I read his reply, I was looking for a pencil in my bag when someone patted my shoulder and I almost jumped in surprise.
“Sho-kun, what are you doing?” familiar voice asked me. I turned my head and found Ohno smiling to me.
”Writing a reply,” I answered. “Would you believe if I’d say that I’m talking with Aiba?”
He sat beside me and blinked in confusion, “Who?”
”Aiba, Aiba Masaki,” I repeated.
“Huh? I remember only one Aiba Masaki, the basketball player who’s always with his gamer friend?” he asked.
“Yes, that Aiba Masaki,” I answered him.
He frowned, “Are you absolutely sure you’re not imagining things?” he asked.
I punched his arm playfully, “Of course I’m not!”
But he was still looking worried, “When…?”
“But…we talk only here,” I pointed at his handwriting on the table and Ohno moved closer to see.
“Matsumoto Jun? Are you sure this is him?” he asked, then looked at me, “Are you lying to him?” he questioned again.
“No. I mean…look, he wouldn’t be talking to me if I would’ve said that I am Sakurai Sho,” I answered.
“Sho-kun!” he exclaimed, “You can’t just use another person’s name!”
“But he wouldn’t talk to me-“
“You’ll regret it,” he cut me mid-sentence. “You must tell him the truth before you have to regret it,” he warned me.
I just looked at him and wrote my reply.
“You’re not the library type,
What are you doing in the library anyway?”
The next day, without even looking anywhere else or asking for new books to the librarian, I walked directly to my favorite table. It was just like the previous times, there was a reply there.
“It looks interesting…
And it’s only after we started to talk,
can I call you Jun?
Tell me about yourself, which is your favorite book?”
I wrote down a reply immediately.
“Sure, you can, I’ll call you Masaki from now on…
I’ll show you my favorite book…”
After I wrote that I rushed to take my favorite book to put it in the drawer of the table and continued my reply.
“Check the drawer…”
I couldn’t concentrate on the class the next day, I wanted to hear the bell signalizing the break so I could run to the library.
When the class was finally over I immediately stood up and started to walk in a fast pace.
“Where are you going, Sho-kun?” Ohno asked when he met me on the way.
“Library,” I answered him shortly and kept walking, I didn’t want to see his worried expression.
I walked to my favorite place and checked the corner of the table. There was a reply from him.
“Thanks, this is the first time I used my library card.
I’ll try to read it…And send you a thank you gift…”
A thank you gift? I couldn’t deny that I felt happy.
I took my pencil and wrote my reply.
“No need to do that…
I’m happy to be sharing with you…”
I wrote that, though in reality I really wanted to know what he would give me.
But talking with him was enough for me. Sometimes I couldn’t believe that I could talk to him, even if it wasn’t a direct conversation.
Maybe it was just a dream…a good one? In that case I didn’t want to open my eyes ever again. I stood back up and walked out of the library, at that exact moment Aiba was walking the opposite direction, he wanted to enter the library, he didn’t even glance at me, he just walked by like I wasn’t even there. Well…he never knew that he was actually taking to Sakurai Sho, not Matsumoto Jun. But he brought the book I had suggested him, so once again - I couldn’t not feel happy because of that…
I peered in the drawer of the table and saw a sheet of paper. I took it and smiled when I noticed what it was. It was a bookmark.
I was back on Aiba’s reply again.
“Too late~~ check the drawer!
I thought it would match you, Jun-kun…”
I smiled again and I felt warm sensation spreading in my chest. I wrote my reply.
“Thank you…I’ll treasure it…”
Days changed into month, I kept exchanging messages with him on the table in the corner of the library. We talked about anything and everything, we talked about books I liked, we talked about basketball, or music he liked, we talked about the librarian who tried to flirt with all the good-looking guys in school, we talked about Nino, and we talked about our problems… The unbelievable part was that we matched each other, even though we had really different personalities and activities.
I slowly walked to the table and sat down on a chair, it was December already… His month… I kept wondering what I would give him for his birthday. Maybe a CD he really wanted…I looked at the corner of the table and saw the familiar handwriting…
“I hope my birthday will be a white birthday this year…”
I smiled when I read it, we had talked about his birthday lately. I took my pencil and wrote the reply.
“Do you like snow, Masaki…?
What do you want from me…?
As a present for your birthday~~”
I really liked the idea about me giving him a present …
I stared blankly at the same spot the next day. He had written his reply already…
“Yes…I like snow…
I want to talk to you directly, Jun-kun…
Can you give me that as my birthday present…?”
That was what he had written. It wasn’t like I had never expected he would ask us to meet. But I had always pushed my thoughts about that aside. I took a deep breath…I couldn’t just tell him that I wasn’t Matsumoto Jun…What was I supposed to do?
“You can ask me anything else…”
I closed my eyes when I finished writing the reply. I hoped he would understand…but I was wrong.
“Why…? Why don’t you want to talk to me…?
Give me the reason…”
I bit my lip, this was what Ohno had meant. I couldn’t lie to him forever…
But I couldn’t just tell him the truth either, I didn’t want him to hate me…
“I can’t give you the reason, Masaki…
But please, understand…”
I wrote this message feeling desperate.
The next day I read his reply and I couldn’t believe my eyes after I read it.
“You’ve never explained to me, you’ve never given me the reason but you ask me to understand?
Which part is it that I should understand about you exactly?
I guess you just don’t want me like I want you…
I don’t want to be your secret…
I won’t be replying again…We can stop our secret conversation, I’ve had enough with this.
Bye…”
I took my pencil in a rush and wrote a reply.
“Masaki…please…don’t leave…”
But when I came back to the library the next day, there wasn’t any reply from him.
“Masaki…please…I don’t want to lose you…”
But he never replied anymore, although we met everyday - I had lost him…
“Masaki…please don’t ignore me…”
“Masaki…I’m begging you…”
“Masaki…I miss you…”
“Masaki…please…”
“Please…”
“Please forgive me…”
“Masaki…”
“Masaki…”
“Masaki…”
I kept calling out for him, I kept waiting for him to reply everyday, but deep down in my heart I knew that he won’t be replying to me anymore. I didn’t have the courage to tell him the truth, I didn’t want him to hate me. I could see him everyday but I couldn’t talk to him… I followed him with my gaze.
“Masaki…I love you…”
Maybe we weren’t meant to be together, maybe this was the price I had to pay for lying to him…
I slowly walked to that table, I wouldn’t come and wait for him anymore, this would be the last time I came here…
I touched the spot where we always wrote our messages but I saw something unusual. I saw another handwriting, it didn’t belong to me…
It was Aiba’s…
“I’ll wait for you in the park at 8 PM on Christmas Eve…”
Oh.God. What was I supposed to do now?
~~~~~~~~~~~*******~~~~~~~~~~
The clock was ticking slowly… I glanced at the clock on my desk. It was 10 PM already. He wouldn’t have waited for me, right…? I had decided that I wouldn’t go. I decided to live only in his imagination and save our moments in my head…
I stared at the package on my desk, my present for him, a scarf. I realized he wouldn’t accept this package…
I jumping from my chair when I my cell phone started vibrating and Ohno’s name appeared on the screen.
“Moshi-moshi?” I picked it up.
“Sho-kun? Are you free? Let’s go out with the guys from my club!” he said full of excitement. Ohno was in an art club.
“No, I don’t feel like going out…”
“Ahhh…You’re no fun!”
“Satoshi! Look! Is that Aiba Masaki?” I could hear his friend’s voice clearly.
“Wait, Sho-kun,” then his voice sounded far away, “ahhh, yes, what the hell is he doing in park at this time?”
I stood up immediately and ignored Ohno who was calling me in confusion. I ran to the park as fast as I could and brought the package I had prepared for him. After about 10 minutes I reached the park… I couldn’t believe this… I could see Aiba sitting on a bench, blowing his breath on his hands, trying to warm them up.
Slowly I walked his way and stopped in front of him. He looked at me and frowned.
“Who are you?” he asked. I tried to calm my breathing and answered him, “I… Ummm… My name is Sakurai Sho.”
He looked at me still in confusion, “I…was the one who replied to your messages on the library’s table…” I had finally said it. I couldn’t read his expression.
“I thought…it’s Matsumo-”
“I’m sorry,” I cut his words, “I’m really sorry…”
“Why did you lie to me?” he asked. “Is this the reason why you wouldn’t meet me? Because you’re not Matsumoto Jun?” he questioned again.
“I thought you wouldn’t talk to me…if I introduced myself as an ugly, nerdy guy…” I explained, he stood up and faced me.
“And your feelings were all just lies, too?” he asked, smiling bitterly.
“No! My feelings aren’t lies,” I tried to explain him.
He smirked, “I hate liars…” and he turned and started to walk away.
I grabbed his hand, “I know! I know you hate me, liar or not I wouldn’t be suited for you! I know it!!” he stared at me, “But you can’t forbid me to love you,” I looked back at him. I gave him the package, “Happy birthday… I really wanted to say that to you…at least for one last time…”
I bit my lips and walked away. This was the end of my first love…
“I knew it was you…” I stopped in my tracks and turned to Aiba, he looked at me, “I knew it was you from the beginning… I wouldn’t have replied to those messages if it would’ve been Matsumoto Jun. I replied to them because I knew it was you…”
I was at a loss for words, I didn’t even realize what I was doing until I found myself pulling him in my embrace and kissing him.
“Ouch! Your glasses!” I broke the kiss and he took them off.
“You’re not ugly you know,” he whispered. I kissed him again, everything was perfect, everything felt so right…
I broke the kiss again, “I’m sorry,” I whispered and claimed his lips again.
I broke the kiss for the third time and he started to look impatient, “Happy birthday…” I whispered again.
He smiled, “Thank you…” and I was back to his lips again.
When I broke the kiss for the fourth time he pouted at me, “I love you…” I softly said.
He kept his pout, “I know, so stop your babbling and kiss me!” he ordered. I smiled and locked our lips together again…
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AN : God~~ I`m so happy I can write something for Ma-chan`s b`day XD
lets hope he get a super great b`day ne~~
I got the idea when I was sitting down in the library t wait for my lecturer~~ wonderful~~ haha
and I didnt color it...how is it?looks better?
Poll colors poolI`ll see the pool result to decide I need to use the colors or not~~
thank you ^^
and spamming for ma-chan`s bday is loved XD