Tokyo High 02/--
Title: Tokyo High
Chapter: 02/--
Author: starsbright who else would write this thing.
Genre: Humors/Crack, Romance
Warnings: Language for now.
Rating: PG-13(rating might go up..)
Pairings: Saga/Tora, Uruha/Aoi, Jui/Nana, Uruha/Mika, Aoi/Nana
Synopsis: Tokyo High is the most popular and honored school in all Japan.
Comments: Please do!
I leaned over to Mika, “Did that last guy say what his name was?”
She shook her head. Ha! So there wasn’t anything wrong with my ear.
“How come-“
Someone tapped me on the shoulder. I looked up, and came face-to-face with no other than the one whose name was too sacred to be spoken.
Okay, kidding. It was not him. It was the other guy with the black hair, Yuu Shiro something. I couldn’t remember! At least I got his first name right, right? Yuu looked a lot cuter up close, way cuter. His lip ring was also very sexy; I couldn’t keep my eyes off of it.
“Hey,” he spoke, “you can stop staring at me now.”
Holy shit! He caught me! Wait...I was not staring at him! I was staring at his lip ring, not him. Who would want to stare at him anyway? Feh. How conceited could this guy be? I snapped out of my thoughts and gave him a death glare.
“I was not staring at you.” I scurried back to my seat.
Aoi’s POV
Girls these days, always everything. I chuckled and went to my seat, which was in the row behind hers. I didn’t know what have gotten into me, but I wanted to sit next to her. But Jui beat me to it, therefore I sat next to Jui.
“Found your target?” Saga poked me from behind, grinning from ear to ear. Ahh, I sure did.
I nodded and returned his grin. Was it really that obvious? Oh wait, I forgot that I was grinning this whole time. I laid my head down on the desk while the teacher went on with his little first day of school lecture or whatever it was. I really could care less
The lunch bell rang and everyone scampered out of class. I make no attempt to get up, only wanting to prolong my stay. Maybe it was because that girl with the red streaks didn’t leave either. I mentally slapped myself at the thought. What have gotten into you, Aoi? You were not here to look at girls! I slapped myself again, only it was physically this time.
“Hey Aoi, are you okay?” I heard Uruha asked. He sounded worried. Why would he be worried??
“Huh? Oh I’m okay. What make you think I’m not?” I questioned, with confused eyes.
Uruha shook his head, “No, just the fact that you just slap yourself upside the head.”
Oh...I’m not going crazy am I? Of course I am. And over what?! A random girl I just met and barely knew her name. I sighed to myself. This was ridiculous. I’ve decided. I will go up to her right now and ask for her name.
“Hey, girl with the red streaks!” I called from my seat. She made no attempt, but her friend looked back at me while my friends too focused their attention on me. Didn’t she hear me calling her?? Was she ignoring me?
“Hey, girl with the red streaks!” I tried again. Wait… what’s that white thing in her ear? Earphones? No wonder she didn’t hear me. She had on goddamn earphones!
Her friend poked her on the side and she jumped, dropping her MP3 player but she caught it before it hit the ground. I laughed and so did the others.
“What?!” she asked, annoyed. The friend points back at me. The girl redirected her gaze at me.
“What?!” she bit out icily, now glaring at me. “It’d better important,” she added at the end.
I raised a brow. “Is asking for your name not important?” I tilted my head to the side, still grinning.
The girl stopped glaring at me, but she was looking at me like I had just asked the dumbest question in the world with her “duhh” expression. As for my friends, they just shook their heads back and forth.
“Dude, are you in your right mind?” Someone poked me.
No, I answered him mentally.
“Yes, I am, Tora.” I replied.
“I still want to know your name, girl with the red streaks.” I know it was going to annoy her. One way or another... I know it will.
“Hey, you’re Jui right?” She held her hand out at Jui. “I’m Nana Nagase, you can call me Nana.”
Jui nodded and shook her hand. I gaped at them. She did not just ignore me, did she?? Me?? The handsome, good-looking, almighty Aoi?!
In a distance, I heard Saga and Uruha snickering and Tora chuckling. Those bastards, always thinking that everything was funny! I gave them all a death glare, which resulted in Saga sticking his tongue out at me.
“Do you want your tongue cut off?” I made a scissor with my hand. Tora came over and pat me on the shoulder, still chuckling away. Great, the not so talkative guy is not chuckling at me. I looked back at Jui and Nana, or so that was what she said her name was.
They were talking all so friendly already, even her friend. Well, it was only Nana and her friend talking while Jui just sat there and listens like he usually do. Jui was a very shy guy, but he could be talkative when you got to know him better.
Uruha’s POV
I felt a pin of jealous stab at my heart. What was wrong with me? I was not jealous of that Nana girl am I? But, why would I be jealous of her? It was not like I have a crush on Aoi or anything of that sort. I’m positive that I’m not bisexual, I like girls only. I nodded to myself, pretty happy with my solution.
“What are you two ladies talking about with our dear Jui boy?” I interrupt them. Jui looked up at me as my arm rested on his shoulder.
“Yeah, what are you guys talking about?” Saga joined in, pulling Tora with him. I could see that Tora was trying to suppress a blush from Saga’s contacts. Poor boy.
My smile turned into a grin, “Oi! Short girl! Are you trying to hit on my Jui baby?” I joked seeing the brown-haired girl nudging Jui.
She glared at me while her friend, Nana, laughed. She then redirected her glare towards her friend. I could see Jui baby face turn all beet red.
“What?!” she yelled angrily, throwing her pointy mechanical pencil at me.
SHIT!
Luckily, I caught it before it hit me in the eye. I swear she was trying to make me go blind! Not that I was not already. That damn pencil was fucking point, and sharp. The lead scratched me, when I caught it. Stupid pencil and its stupid owner.
“Damn you evil girl! That was just a joke! You don’t have to poke out my eye!” I threw the pencil back at her, which she caught with ease. Damn it! Why didn’t it poke her in the eye or something?
“It’s revenge.”
Revenge?! What? What did I ever do to her?
“Revenge?! What are you talking about?” I gave her blank stares.
She twirled her hair and fumbled with her cell phone’s strap, as if trying to find the right words. “Well...” She slowly started, “First, you were staring at me in the hallway, and then you acted like you don’t know me, which resulted to me making a total fool out of myself in class.”
Once again, I gave her blank stares. “Huh? I was looking at you in the hallway?! Since when? Why would I look at someone I don’t know?”
She gave me her death glare again.
Damn, I swore that girl liked glaring at people for no apparent reason.
“Are you saying that I’m delusional?”
I shrugged, “Who knows...like I-” Oh fuck! I remembered now. She thought I was grinning at her this morning when I was standing there to reminiscence about the night before-
“Cat got your tongue?”
I was brought back to earth by the question, and stupid Saga was snickering while Tora elbowed him in the side. A sign for him to stop. I would get him for this later, if I remembered, that was.
I nodded no. “I wasn’t grinning at you this morning. I was grinning at something else.”
Did I say something wrong? ‘Cause she gave me this weird look. Well the others, too. I gazed at Aoi. He was awfully quiet right now.
“What?”
“Chicken butt.” Aoi grinned and, yes, everyone crackled, including me.
Nana whacked him on the arm. That was as far as she could reach him from her seat. “You’re so damn random!”
Somewhere in the pit of my soul, I felt that pin of jealous again. This time I brushed it aside quickly. We began to talk and get to know each others more. I found out that that brown-haired girl name was Mika Minato. It sounded nice, really nice. Her name just rolled of your tongue naturally like “Mi~ka.”
I smack myself mentally. Man, I sounded like a damn pervert. ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤
...it's sucky..and yah comments if you like..
Chapter: 02/--
Author: starsbright who else would write this thing.
Genre: Humors/Crack, Romance
Warnings: Language for now.
Rating: PG-13(rating might go up..)
Pairings: Saga/Tora, Uruha/Aoi, Jui/Nana, Uruha/Mika, Aoi/Nana
Synopsis: Tokyo High is the most popular and honored school in all Japan.
Comments: Please do!
I leaned over to Mika, “Did that last guy say what his name was?”
She shook her head. Ha! So there wasn’t anything wrong with my ear.
“How come-“
Someone tapped me on the shoulder. I looked up, and came face-to-face with no other than the one whose name was too sacred to be spoken.
Okay, kidding. It was not him. It was the other guy with the black hair, Yuu Shiro something. I couldn’t remember! At least I got his first name right, right? Yuu looked a lot cuter up close, way cuter. His lip ring was also very sexy; I couldn’t keep my eyes off of it.
“Hey,” he spoke, “you can stop staring at me now.”
Holy shit! He caught me! Wait...I was not staring at him! I was staring at his lip ring, not him. Who would want to stare at him anyway? Feh. How conceited could this guy be? I snapped out of my thoughts and gave him a death glare.
“I was not staring at you.” I scurried back to my seat.
Aoi’s POV
Girls these days, always everything. I chuckled and went to my seat, which was in the row behind hers. I didn’t know what have gotten into me, but I wanted to sit next to her. But Jui beat me to it, therefore I sat next to Jui.
“Found your target?” Saga poked me from behind, grinning from ear to ear. Ahh, I sure did.
I nodded and returned his grin. Was it really that obvious? Oh wait, I forgot that I was grinning this whole time. I laid my head down on the desk while the teacher went on with his little first day of school lecture or whatever it was. I really could care less
The lunch bell rang and everyone scampered out of class. I make no attempt to get up, only wanting to prolong my stay. Maybe it was because that girl with the red streaks didn’t leave either. I mentally slapped myself at the thought. What have gotten into you, Aoi? You were not here to look at girls! I slapped myself again, only it was physically this time.
“Hey Aoi, are you okay?” I heard Uruha asked. He sounded worried. Why would he be worried??
“Huh? Oh I’m okay. What make you think I’m not?” I questioned, with confused eyes.
Uruha shook his head, “No, just the fact that you just slap yourself upside the head.”
Oh...I’m not going crazy am I? Of course I am. And over what?! A random girl I just met and barely knew her name. I sighed to myself. This was ridiculous. I’ve decided. I will go up to her right now and ask for her name.
“Hey, girl with the red streaks!” I called from my seat. She made no attempt, but her friend looked back at me while my friends too focused their attention on me. Didn’t she hear me calling her?? Was she ignoring me?
“Hey, girl with the red streaks!” I tried again. Wait… what’s that white thing in her ear? Earphones? No wonder she didn’t hear me. She had on goddamn earphones!
Her friend poked her on the side and she jumped, dropping her MP3 player but she caught it before it hit the ground. I laughed and so did the others.
“What?!” she asked, annoyed. The friend points back at me. The girl redirected her gaze at me.
“What?!” she bit out icily, now glaring at me. “It’d better important,” she added at the end.
I raised a brow. “Is asking for your name not important?” I tilted my head to the side, still grinning.
The girl stopped glaring at me, but she was looking at me like I had just asked the dumbest question in the world with her “duhh” expression. As for my friends, they just shook their heads back and forth.
“Dude, are you in your right mind?” Someone poked me.
No, I answered him mentally.
“Yes, I am, Tora.” I replied.
“I still want to know your name, girl with the red streaks.” I know it was going to annoy her. One way or another... I know it will.
“Hey, you’re Jui right?” She held her hand out at Jui. “I’m Nana Nagase, you can call me Nana.”
Jui nodded and shook her hand. I gaped at them. She did not just ignore me, did she?? Me?? The handsome, good-looking, almighty Aoi?!
In a distance, I heard Saga and Uruha snickering and Tora chuckling. Those bastards, always thinking that everything was funny! I gave them all a death glare, which resulted in Saga sticking his tongue out at me.
“Do you want your tongue cut off?” I made a scissor with my hand. Tora came over and pat me on the shoulder, still chuckling away. Great, the not so talkative guy is not chuckling at me. I looked back at Jui and Nana, or so that was what she said her name was.
They were talking all so friendly already, even her friend. Well, it was only Nana and her friend talking while Jui just sat there and listens like he usually do. Jui was a very shy guy, but he could be talkative when you got to know him better.
Uruha’s POV
I felt a pin of jealous stab at my heart. What was wrong with me? I was not jealous of that Nana girl am I? But, why would I be jealous of her? It was not like I have a crush on Aoi or anything of that sort. I’m positive that I’m not bisexual, I like girls only. I nodded to myself, pretty happy with my solution.
“What are you two ladies talking about with our dear Jui boy?” I interrupt them. Jui looked up at me as my arm rested on his shoulder.
“Yeah, what are you guys talking about?” Saga joined in, pulling Tora with him. I could see that Tora was trying to suppress a blush from Saga’s contacts. Poor boy.
My smile turned into a grin, “Oi! Short girl! Are you trying to hit on my Jui baby?” I joked seeing the brown-haired girl nudging Jui.
She glared at me while her friend, Nana, laughed. She then redirected her glare towards her friend. I could see Jui baby face turn all beet red.
“What?!” she yelled angrily, throwing her pointy mechanical pencil at me.
SHIT!
Luckily, I caught it before it hit me in the eye. I swear she was trying to make me go blind! Not that I was not already. That damn pencil was fucking point, and sharp. The lead scratched me, when I caught it. Stupid pencil and its stupid owner.
“Damn you evil girl! That was just a joke! You don’t have to poke out my eye!” I threw the pencil back at her, which she caught with ease. Damn it! Why didn’t it poke her in the eye or something?
“It’s revenge.”
Revenge?! What? What did I ever do to her?
“Revenge?! What are you talking about?” I gave her blank stares.
She twirled her hair and fumbled with her cell phone’s strap, as if trying to find the right words. “Well...” She slowly started, “First, you were staring at me in the hallway, and then you acted like you don’t know me, which resulted to me making a total fool out of myself in class.”
Once again, I gave her blank stares. “Huh? I was looking at you in the hallway?! Since when? Why would I look at someone I don’t know?”
She gave me her death glare again.
Damn, I swore that girl liked glaring at people for no apparent reason.
“Are you saying that I’m delusional?”
I shrugged, “Who knows...like I-” Oh fuck! I remembered now. She thought I was grinning at her this morning when I was standing there to reminiscence about the night before-
“Cat got your tongue?”
I was brought back to earth by the question, and stupid Saga was snickering while Tora elbowed him in the side. A sign for him to stop. I would get him for this later, if I remembered, that was.
I nodded no. “I wasn’t grinning at you this morning. I was grinning at something else.”
Did I say something wrong? ‘Cause she gave me this weird look. Well the others, too. I gazed at Aoi. He was awfully quiet right now.
“What?”
“Chicken butt.” Aoi grinned and, yes, everyone crackled, including me.
Nana whacked him on the arm. That was as far as she could reach him from her seat. “You’re so damn random!”
Somewhere in the pit of my soul, I felt that pin of jealous again. This time I brushed it aside quickly. We began to talk and get to know each others more. I found out that that brown-haired girl name was Mika Minato. It sounded nice, really nice. Her name just rolled of your tongue naturally like “Mi~ka.”
I smack myself mentally. Man, I sounded like a damn pervert. ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤
...it's sucky..and yah comments if you like..