Boy Meets Girl, Girl Meets Boy: A Love Story (Chapter 30)
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Chapter Thirty
"YOU WHAT??!!"
"We...He - "
"It was their fault!"
"My fault?? It was your idea!!"
"What?? Why, you -"
"Look, Aiba-chan and Sho-kun didn't mean to." Jun whispered after me as I ran down the stairs, camera in hand.
"But...you locked him in the trunk of a car." I really didn't get that part. "Why?!"
"Because Ohno was with him." Sho answered, as if that explained everything.
"We couldn't just leave him there. Besides, you told us to get him here by any means necessary! And in case you forgot, Nino usually comes with the package when you want Ohno. We had no choice." Aiba-chan pointed out.
"We dragged him along - kicking and screaming, I might add." Jun added.
We all walked towards Sho's car. "Get ready," He whispers. "Especially you." He gives me a look then points to my camera. I nod along with everyone.
To be honest, it was pretty clever of them, however cruel. I wonder why didn't I think of doing that before?
He slowly opens the trunk and...
"About time!" Nino grumbled. "What took you so long??"
"EH??!!" We all yelled.
He ignored us and continued playing with his Nintendo DS.
"But you're...you're awake." I squeaked as I took pictures.
"Oh, well I'm so sorry to disappoint you!!" Nino rolled his eyes and sat up, climbing out of the trunk.
"Oooohhhh, bitchy~" Jun snapped back.
He glares at the other three. "You guys are so dead." Each word is spoken slowly, in a grave and angry voice. "Be afraid. Be very, very afraid."
Sho smiles. "Yeah, we know."
He makes a face then stops. "Hey, where's Ohno?"
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I stand behind the doorway as I watch him. He was sitting at the edge of the curb, not caring if it was part of the sidewalk or if it was dirty. He didn't even care if anyone saw him or if there were photographers lurking around. He leans back and looks up at the star laden sky, his lips curling up and without a care in the world.
I smile as I make my way towards him. It was such a nice image, and one that I was lucky enough to see, one that I could keep for the rest of my life.
I sat down beside him. "Here." I handed him a cup of coffee and a plate full of strawberry cake.
"Thanks." He takes the cup, sipping a bit while setting the plate beside him. Drawing his legs up, Nino rests his chin on his knees.
"Nice night, isn't it?" I turn my head up and glance at the sky, setting my plate beside me.
"Yeah, it is." I could hear the happiness from his voice, followed by a smile.
"Ohno and Emiko made up." The words came out randomly from my mouth. "I'm really happy for them. Ohno's a great guy. I'm glad they met each other."
"Hounto? Ah, that's great!" He continued to sip his coffee.
I still stare at the sky, closing my eyes and letting the cold wind brush my face. I open them, and turn my head sideways. Nino does the same, and our faces meet.
We don't say anything, our eyes meeting each other's gazes. I didn't notice it, but we were slowly leaning towards each other.
Our lips were finally mere inches apart from each other's. I sneak a glance at his lips. Oh, it was so tempting but I knew better so I restrained myself. I open my mouth to break the tension but nothing comes out so I close it again.
He doesn't say anything. Instead, he gazes at me, his eyes sad.
"Gomen." He says softly.
"I know." I whisper back and nod, wanting to say that I understood but couldn't. His mouth said something, but his eyes told everything.
I cleared my throat as I slowly pull back, turning my head and glancing away. He did the same as he picked up his plate and took a bite of the cake I made. "Hm. Umai."
I bite my lip, a familiar, aching feeling passing through me. Awkward silence passes between us. We just sit there, next to each other, eating our cakes. My eyes couldn't help but avoid his.
I try to think of something to say but my thoughts were interrupted when Nino's head fell heavily on my left shoulder. His eyes were closed and his mouth was slightly open.
"Nino! Nino! Oi, Ninomiya!" I slap his cheeks. "Daijoubou ka? Oi!"
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"Take his left." Sho instructed.
Aiba grabs Nino's right arm.
"I said his left, not yours." Sho shakes his head and sighs.
"What did you two do anyway?" Jun crosses his arms over his chest as Sho and Aiba-chan carry Nino upstairs and into my room.
"Nothing! We were just talking and eating cake. Next thing I know, the coffee cup falls onto the floor and his head is on my shoulders..."
"Ah..." Jun nods.
"Coffee??!!" Aiba repeats as Sho dumps Nino onto my bed. "No wonder!!"
"You shouldn't have done that." Sho says as he straightens his shirt. "He's kind of...allergic to it, in a way. It has a reverse effect on him. Coffee to Nino is like alcohol to Ohno - it makes him act crazy or fall asleep fast."
"Oh..." Ooops...
Jun pats my shoulder. "Good luck."
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I sigh as I pull the blanket up over Nino's body. I honestly didn't know that he's mildly allergic to it. But then again, its not completely my fault. I don't know everything about him. Maybe I don't even know him at all...
I watch as he turns slightly, his chest rising up and down. He sleeps soundly in my bed, a blank expression on his face. He's actually kind of cute, with his ears sticking out and his hair all messed up. He kind of looks like a little boy.
For some reason, his word rings over and over in my head. "Gomen." Gomen. I'm sorry. The worst words a girl could ever hear, the death spell. It was his words. In a way, it might have been Nino himself saying, "We can't be together. I don't love you. I'm sorry."
I turn my head and gaze bitterly out the window. Just as well...maybe its better this way. The more I try to understand its meaning, the more it doesn't make sense to me. No matter how hard I try, my mind can only come up with one answer, one that I was almost easily just beginning to accept. Because for me, gomen sounded just like "goodbye".
I lean down, brushing several strands of hair away from his face, and let my lips softly touch his forehead, lingering for a few minutes. Sleep well, sweet prince.
His mouth curls into a small smile, hugging the pillow tightly as he snuggles to it closer. I must've imagined it but I thought his hand brushed mine.
I chuckle slightly and pick up my bag, turning to leave. As I reach the door, I stop by the doorway, and turn back, glancing over my shoulder to take one last look at him.
Oyasumi.
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so its finally here. i never thought this day would come, much less sooner than expected, nor it would actually end...
its actually weird. i can't believe its over. there was actually an alternative ending for that. this chapter wasn't it. there was suppose to be 10 chapters more and i had all these elaborate plans, delusions of grandeur if you will, for the ending, as well as an essay entitled "Reel versus Real: The Making of Boy Meets Girl, Girl Meets Boy: A Love Story", which included everything - how it started, the story behind it, the soundtracks and of course, all the banners for it.
[this isn't the original ending i envisioned, btw. it was suppose to be a happy ending but...]
well, anyway, i'm not gonna bore y'all with my thoughts. i think i've done that in my personal blog already. [if you want to read that, how i really feel, just tell me and i'll send you the link.]
(random: did anyone notice the strawberry cake? i just thought...well, i just thought it would be fitting since they met because of what happened in chapter 4 where Ohno brought a strawberry cake for someone's birthday and that certain someone loves strawberry cake so much that i decided it would be fitting to end it with the strawberry cake.)
i'm not really sure i'm done with this story though, to be honest. i just...i already had this in mind before i wrote the last remaining chapters but i was deciding whether or not to write a sequel, just because i want to (and because i'm just really not done to leave those two yet). but its up to everyone else if they want it.
so...i guess this is it? for now. i hope everyone enjoyed the rollercoaster ride of the last year and four months because i have. thanks for riding along with me! ~^__^~
always and forever,
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Chapter Thirty
"YOU WHAT??!!"
"We...He - "
"It was their fault!"
"My fault?? It was your idea!!"
"What?? Why, you -"
"Look, Aiba-chan and Sho-kun didn't mean to." Jun whispered after me as I ran down the stairs, camera in hand.
"But...you locked him in the trunk of a car." I really didn't get that part. "Why?!"
"Because Ohno was with him." Sho answered, as if that explained everything.
"We couldn't just leave him there. Besides, you told us to get him here by any means necessary! And in case you forgot, Nino usually comes with the package when you want Ohno. We had no choice." Aiba-chan pointed out.
"We dragged him along - kicking and screaming, I might add." Jun added.
We all walked towards Sho's car. "Get ready," He whispers. "Especially you." He gives me a look then points to my camera. I nod along with everyone.
To be honest, it was pretty clever of them, however cruel. I wonder why didn't I think of doing that before?
He slowly opens the trunk and...
"About time!" Nino grumbled. "What took you so long??"
"EH??!!" We all yelled.
He ignored us and continued playing with his Nintendo DS.
"But you're...you're awake." I squeaked as I took pictures.
"Oh, well I'm so sorry to disappoint you!!" Nino rolled his eyes and sat up, climbing out of the trunk.
"Oooohhhh, bitchy~" Jun snapped back.
He glares at the other three. "You guys are so dead." Each word is spoken slowly, in a grave and angry voice. "Be afraid. Be very, very afraid."
Sho smiles. "Yeah, we know."
He makes a face then stops. "Hey, where's Ohno?"
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I stand behind the doorway as I watch him. He was sitting at the edge of the curb, not caring if it was part of the sidewalk or if it was dirty. He didn't even care if anyone saw him or if there were photographers lurking around. He leans back and looks up at the star laden sky, his lips curling up and without a care in the world.
I smile as I make my way towards him. It was such a nice image, and one that I was lucky enough to see, one that I could keep for the rest of my life.
I sat down beside him. "Here." I handed him a cup of coffee and a plate full of strawberry cake.
"Thanks." He takes the cup, sipping a bit while setting the plate beside him. Drawing his legs up, Nino rests his chin on his knees.
"Nice night, isn't it?" I turn my head up and glance at the sky, setting my plate beside me.
"Yeah, it is." I could hear the happiness from his voice, followed by a smile.
"Ohno and Emiko made up." The words came out randomly from my mouth. "I'm really happy for them. Ohno's a great guy. I'm glad they met each other."
"Hounto? Ah, that's great!" He continued to sip his coffee.
I still stare at the sky, closing my eyes and letting the cold wind brush my face. I open them, and turn my head sideways. Nino does the same, and our faces meet.
We don't say anything, our eyes meeting each other's gazes. I didn't notice it, but we were slowly leaning towards each other.
Our lips were finally mere inches apart from each other's. I sneak a glance at his lips. Oh, it was so tempting but I knew better so I restrained myself. I open my mouth to break the tension but nothing comes out so I close it again.
He doesn't say anything. Instead, he gazes at me, his eyes sad.
"Gomen." He says softly.
"I know." I whisper back and nod, wanting to say that I understood but couldn't. His mouth said something, but his eyes told everything.
I cleared my throat as I slowly pull back, turning my head and glancing away. He did the same as he picked up his plate and took a bite of the cake I made. "Hm. Umai."
I bite my lip, a familiar, aching feeling passing through me. Awkward silence passes between us. We just sit there, next to each other, eating our cakes. My eyes couldn't help but avoid his.
I try to think of something to say but my thoughts were interrupted when Nino's head fell heavily on my left shoulder. His eyes were closed and his mouth was slightly open.
"Nino! Nino! Oi, Ninomiya!" I slap his cheeks. "Daijoubou ka? Oi!"
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"Take his left." Sho instructed.
Aiba grabs Nino's right arm.
"I said his left, not yours." Sho shakes his head and sighs.
"What did you two do anyway?" Jun crosses his arms over his chest as Sho and Aiba-chan carry Nino upstairs and into my room.
"Nothing! We were just talking and eating cake. Next thing I know, the coffee cup falls onto the floor and his head is on my shoulders..."
"Ah..." Jun nods.
"Coffee??!!" Aiba repeats as Sho dumps Nino onto my bed. "No wonder!!"
"You shouldn't have done that." Sho says as he straightens his shirt. "He's kind of...allergic to it, in a way. It has a reverse effect on him. Coffee to Nino is like alcohol to Ohno - it makes him act crazy or fall asleep fast."
"Oh..." Ooops...
Jun pats my shoulder. "Good luck."
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I sigh as I pull the blanket up over Nino's body. I honestly didn't know that he's mildly allergic to it. But then again, its not completely my fault. I don't know everything about him. Maybe I don't even know him at all...
I watch as he turns slightly, his chest rising up and down. He sleeps soundly in my bed, a blank expression on his face. He's actually kind of cute, with his ears sticking out and his hair all messed up. He kind of looks like a little boy.
For some reason, his word rings over and over in my head. "Gomen." Gomen. I'm sorry. The worst words a girl could ever hear, the death spell. It was his words. In a way, it might have been Nino himself saying, "We can't be together. I don't love you. I'm sorry."
I turn my head and gaze bitterly out the window. Just as well...maybe its better this way. The more I try to understand its meaning, the more it doesn't make sense to me. No matter how hard I try, my mind can only come up with one answer, one that I was almost easily just beginning to accept. Because for me, gomen sounded just like "goodbye".
I lean down, brushing several strands of hair away from his face, and let my lips softly touch his forehead, lingering for a few minutes. Sleep well, sweet prince.
His mouth curls into a small smile, hugging the pillow tightly as he snuggles to it closer. I must've imagined it but I thought his hand brushed mine.
I chuckle slightly and pick up my bag, turning to leave. As I reach the door, I stop by the doorway, and turn back, glancing over my shoulder to take one last look at him.
Oyasumi.
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so its finally here. i never thought this day would come, much less sooner than expected, nor it would actually end...
its actually weird. i can't believe its over. there was actually an alternative ending for that. this chapter wasn't it. there was suppose to be 10 chapters more and i had all these elaborate plans, delusions of grandeur if you will, for the ending, as well as an essay entitled "Reel versus Real: The Making of Boy Meets Girl, Girl Meets Boy: A Love Story", which included everything - how it started, the story behind it, the soundtracks and of course, all the banners for it.
[this isn't the original ending i envisioned, btw. it was suppose to be a happy ending but...]
well, anyway, i'm not gonna bore y'all with my thoughts. i think i've done that in my personal blog already. [if you want to read that, how i really feel, just tell me and i'll send you the link.]
(random: did anyone notice the strawberry cake? i just thought...well, i just thought it would be fitting since they met because of what happened in chapter 4 where Ohno brought a strawberry cake for someone's birthday and that certain someone loves strawberry cake so much that i decided it would be fitting to end it with the strawberry cake.)
i'm not really sure i'm done with this story though, to be honest. i just...i already had this in mind before i wrote the last remaining chapters but i was deciding whether or not to write a sequel, just because i want to (and because i'm just really not done to leave those two yet). but its up to everyone else if they want it.
so...i guess this is it? for now. i hope everyone enjoyed the rollercoaster ride of the last year and four months because i have. thanks for riding along with me! ~^__^~
always and forever,
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