Early Mornings chapter 2 AoixUruha
Title: Early Mornings
Author: mxtrxofsomer
Chapters: 2/5
Genre: Fluff
Rating: PG-R
Pairings: AoixUruha
Warnings: Unbeta-ed again.
Disclaimer: Not mine I just wish.
Synopsis: At 9:35, not always exactly but around that time, the person staying in the room opposite the building where I was living would open his curtain.
Comments: As promised... Here’s the second one. And at least this is shorter than the others.
Chapter 1 Chapter 3
-Told in Uruha’s POV-
Okay the ‘I would not stalk him ever again’ idea did not work out. If it had any effects on me, that would only be- rousing my interest in him more. I mean the time I was observing him became longer, from the regular five minutes, it extended up to ten minutes because now, I was also waiting if his eyes would dart on my direction.
The truth was, I was hoping that he wouldn’t but there was this tiny part of me that wished that he would. I had this fantasy of him looking at me, and he would smile then I would smile back and he would nod at me and indicate that he would go down so I should follow him and we would have coffee in the nearest café just across the street. And yes! That would be the start of a good relationship. I still wasn’t sure what kind of relationship I wanted from him but I figured it wouldn’t be bad if we become friends. For one, he looked cool, the type of person that would never get boring. As for the other reasons, I did not know yet but maybe I just want to be close to him.
So far, my first wish was stronger than the other for ever since that day, we never met eyes again. Of course it had to be the result of my own determination to avoid him. Every time I would go down the stairs I wouldn’t look at his window anymore. Do I need to tell you why? Other than that, I seemed to have developed a slight stiff neck so when I would go to work, my eyes would always be glued to the floor as I dashed like I was in a huge hurry, not that it made any difference on the time of my arrival in our office.
I was beginning to doubt if what had happened between the two of us that day was true or just a fragment of my overly imaginative mind. For me, his smile meant something but now, when I think about it, maybe it wasn’t even for me. For all I know, he could have been looking at another thing and from my location it seemed that he did look at me and we linked gazes. That thought somehow made me more frustrated. I wanted to forget about him but then I did not want to. It was really hard.
Every weekend, he would start his day; I mean draw his curtains later than he did during weekdays. I think that would be around noon. Those times, I did not get to see him play often because I always made it a manner to spend my free days, except for day offs and cruel weathered weekends, somewhere else. I did not want to spend all that precious time inside my apartment doing nothing do I? That sucked.
I usually spent my weekends in the gym, getting fit. I am not obsessive with my figure okay? I just want to be healthy and that is all. Sometimes, I got invites from my co-workers and bosses to play either tennis or golf. Of course if it was my boss who invited, I could never say no though I did not like golf that much. What was fun in playing that? If you would ask me, it was kind of boring, a sport that was definitely for rich people and I was not one of them. But I love tennis.
Sometimes, I went to this particular café where there were English speaking hosts. We- the customers and one of the hosts would gather around the table, drink tea, they served good tea if I may add and talk about anything, touching every topic, as long as we used English in communicating with each other. I did this to practice my English because I needed it badly in my work. It was usually for work yes but I enjoyed the conversations that we always shared there as well. I loved to listen to the interesting stories other people tell about their own lives.
If I was not doing those regular routines, I found myself in the company of my friends. I only had a few very close friends but I would not ask for more because they were the sweetest friends I ever had. I loved those guys anyway.
Speaking of them, today, I was supposed to go and help Kai with his sister’s party. His sister, Yumi was going overseas for a job and they wanted to hold a party before she leaves. It was a small get-together one and would be attended by their close relatives but since Kai, Yumi and I were friends like ages ago, I was considered as an extension of their family. They were going to hold an afternoon picnic outside the city, in the nearest prefecture. Kai had asked to drop by his place so I could help him out and we would both go there after.
Getting out of my apartment, I went straight to a flower shop to buy flowers for Yumi. I was wondering what kind of flowers I should give her because I had no idea about flowers and their meanings. Maybe I should have done a brief research before buying. I was to ask the owner but then I noticed the yellow roses in the corner. She liked yellow roses; I remember her telling that to me. So instead of asking what to buy, which would probably take time, I told the shopkeeper to give me a bouquet of yellow roses. She wouldn’t care much about the meaning of that. She loved them and that would be enough, well that was my thought.
After paying for the flowers, I felt my phone vibrating in my pocket. Kai’s name flashed on the small screen and I quickly flipped it open.
“Kai,” I said as I placed it on my ear.
“Hey, Uruha,” he greeted. “I need to ask a favor. Where are you?”
“On the way to your place,” I answered. Well I wasn’t exactly in the description of ‘on the way’ but I was about to go to the train station.
“Okay, are you on the train?”
“Kai,” I said rolling my eyes. “Would I be able to answer your call if I’m inside the train?”
“Yeah, right. How stupid of me,” he laughed.
“So? What is this favor?”
“I messed up the cake I was baking for Yumi. I can’t get out now because I have to redo everything and since you’re coming, can you buy some strawberries somewhere close before you get here?”
“Strawberries? Sure. Anything else?” I asked.
“That’s all.”
“See you then.”
“Wait!” he almost screamed and I thought I was going to be deaf. “Buy cream just in case.”
“Really, you,” I chuckled just before hanging up.
So I dramatically changed my route. Rather than using the path I always did going to the train station, I turned left to another street that still lead there but would take me to a supermarket first.
Without bothering to get a basket, I stormed to the fruits’ section to get what I came for. I spotted the strawberries together with some other fruits. It wasn’t that far from the entrance and thank god because I wanted it to be quick if Kai needed them so badly. I just forgot to ask Kai how many he needed. I could call him but then maybe he was too busy now to entertain any call.
I took three packs and maybe they were more than enough for a single cake. I did not mind though and if there were really some excess, I could steal some for myself. They looked delicious and I was starting to crave for some.
I went to get the cream next. I chose a medium sized box in case Kai needed extra. I was beginning to wonder if I should have gotten a basket to place my purchases. I was holding the flowers, then three packs of strawberries and then the box of cream all in my hands.
Now that I was already here, buying wine as my contribution to the party also came to my mind. Well, we should not miss out alcohol during a party right? So how do I carry all these things in my hands?
I brushed it aside thinking that I would be able to manage somehow. I strolled the aisles, searching for the wine section, not really paying attention to what was going on around me. This was what made me realize that I was zoning out again- I bumped onto someone, sending the box of cream to the floor.
“Sorry,” we both said at the same time. Right. I wasn’t just stupid but I was also clumsy. I was only grateful that he was kind enough to pick up the box for me. When he stood up to his full height to hand the cream to me, my whole body stiffened and I felt like ice even though I could feel the obvious rise of my own temperature.
“You’re that,” I blurted out instead of a ‘thank you’ and I had to stop myself from saying the rest of the sentence. And I thought that I would never bump into him outside.
“Ah,” he smiled.
God, could he just stop smiling like that? I couldn’t concentrate if he was stretching those nice and tasty-looking lips, showing his perfectly white teeth.
“You’re the one who lives opposite my building,” he said.
He- he knew me? Wait! If that was true, did he already realize that I had been watching him? Should I be happy or should I be scared? What should I say now? Well, I couldn’t say “Hi! I’m Uruha and I’ve been stalking you for quite a while now so could we be friends?” to him could I? And anyway, why was he here? It was still early, a few minutes past ten so he should still be on his bed. My, and I was still thinking of this thing was I?
God damn it! I lost my voice. Hey voice, please come back! I want to talk to him.
“Aoi! I found it. Let’s go. We’ll be late,” someone called from behind one of the shelves.
His head turned to the direction of the voice and shouted back, “I’m coming.” then looked again at me.
“Well, I’ll see you around then,” he grinned.
No! He was already leaving? But I hadn’t said anything proper yet!
“Oh, this is yours right?” he said, grabbing my free hand and stuffing the box of cream on it. Shit. I think I melted right at that moment. I was left unmoving from my spot; I could not even utter a single word. Darn! How did I look to him? I probably I looked stupid. Man! I screwed up.
Before he completely disappeared from my sight, he bowed, his smile never leaving his lips. At least I managed to bow back. Thank god I was forever exercising that gesture since I was working in a company where it was very important.
“Thanks,” I finally uttered but I was sure that that he did not get to hear that.
Was I lucky or was I not?
I sighed. What exactly was wrong with me? He just smiled and I already got tongue tied. That was really very bad. Well, now at least I know that that he knew me and wait… I finally got his name! It was… Aoi right? That was what his friend called him. Wow, I couldn’t believe it. I was still actually that sane to remember?
I still might be fortunate then, so Kai deserved a treat.
Endnotes: I had this written by hand last night and half of the third chapter is already finished. With that speed, I might be able to finish this series within this week. O_O *is shocked* Thanks for all the comments on the first chapter.
Oh yeah, the English café is actually true and office workers who wanted to practice their English do visit there regularly so I decided to include that in Uruha’s activities. And you know that the muses love your comments~ ^^
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