Author:
kurosakasuPairings: Sakuraiba (main), Junba (side), Aimiya (friendship), Ohmiya (future), Sakumoto (past)
Genre: Au, drama, romance
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: They aren't mine even though how hard I wish XD Just only the plot belongs to me...
Summary: I suck at it so I don't know how to shorten it up. Basically, everyone other than Sho are in university (different grade; leader and Matsujun are older). Everything happens in the Keio University that exist in my mind (so none of the things mentioned in the story are legit). There's unexpected romance happen between different pairs and you are about to find out as you follow XD
*UNBETA-ED
“New semester, new beginning”, my grandparents always say that before I leave the house for my first day of school ever since kindergarten. So, there’s no exception for them not to say it when their grandson is moving away for university. Starting from today, I will be a student of Keio University, one of the most famous private universities in Japan.
I walk into the residence main lobby for my keys with my heavy duffle bags hanging on my shoulder. I don’t even know why my parents stuff a lot of things in my bag, is not like I am going away and never coming back. The secretary asks for my name and student card for identification. As I wait for her to give me my keys, I wonder who is going to be my roommate…
“Aiba san, here’s the key. Your room number is 610. Here turn left and go upstairs, take the elevator, once you exit, it will be the last door on the right. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me or your DM.” The secretary gives me the key. I blink and question what in the world DM is.
“DM- dorm monitor. It’s the senior student in charge of this whole dormitory.” The secretary explains to me. I thank her and follow her direction to my room. The walk to my room takes forever, and I can’t help but look around the decorations. It practically looks like a hotel hallway; paintings hanging on the wall and plants everywhere.
I stop in front of one painting that got my attention. It is a scenery; a painting of Mount Fuji and there are two people sitting side by side on the grass at the corner. Beside the people, the word “Satoshi” is written in fancy cursive and I guess that’s the painter’s signature. I can’t help but admire the skills this Satoshi person has. Everything in the picture looks surreal.
When I finally get to my room, I can’t help but look at the name plate to see who I am rooming with. Ninomiya… Don’t tell me… I put the key into the lock and turn the knob. Once I step inside the room, I am greeted with the familiar Mario opening and a back of a boy who looks familiar. The boy turns and his jaw drops but it quickly changes back to a smile.
“Hey yo, Aiba chan, long time no see!”
“Still an otaku, I still don’t understand why you are in neuroscience instead of computer science.” I sigh and smirk at him. I can’t help but smile at the nickname that I have for Nino. He is my first friend that I met at the open house.
“Once an otaku, forever an otaku. I love Mario a lot; he and I should elope and live a happy life together.” Nino jokes around his love towards gaming. But he stops and helps me settle down the room by bringing my luggage, which are still outside the door and drop them onto the vacant bed, which is mine now.
“So, when do you have class? Maybe we can catch up during lunch.” Nino lies down on my bed, watching me unpack my clothes and asks me.
“Huh?” I fetch out my timetable from the back pocket of my jeans and see when my free time is.
“I have theory at 11am and musical history at 1:00pm… I guess we can meet at the cafe near the school after history?”
“Sounds cool, I don’t have class til 12 so it works for me.”
“Okay, let’s meet at 2 then. Whoever gets there late, he has to treat the first comer a drink as an apology for being late.”
“Fine. I always get there early anyways.”
I can’t help but laugh at his remark. “Yea, we’ll see…” I continue unpacking my clothes. I can’t wait til break now; I have lots to catch up with him.
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“…Mozart's music, like Haydn's, stands as an archetype of the Classical style…” It feels like a never ending loop when my professor is lecturing us the history of Mozart in history class. I have been twisting and tapping my pen numerous times for the last 15 mins. It’s so freaking boring! I look at the clock, 12:59pm… One more freaking minute til the prof will shut up. That one minute feels like an hour, when it turns to 1:00pm, our prof shut up and says something like review Haydn’s style of music. I pack my books and walk my way outside of school to meet Nino at the café.
“Aren’t you the smart guy who got the full scholarship?” Some guys around the corner stop me by the main entrance of the school. I glance up and see the guys look like some people belongs to a gang; tattoos and piercing all over their body and face. I tighten my hold on the book, crossing my finger that they will leave me alone and start to speed walk.
“Hey! Don’t be a pussy, we just ask you a question.” They laugh and start to walk towards my direction. One of the guy stop in front of me purposely and put his hands on my shoulder. I shrug him off, push him a little with my shoulder and walk pass him.
“Did you just push me? Huh?” The guy turns me around and holds his hand back with a fist. I shut my eyes tightly to avoid the punch with there’s a wince.
“OUCH!!!!” I slowly open my eyes and see there’s a hand covered the fist and twisting it. I look up and recognize it’s the officer that I saw at the open house! If looks can kill, that tattooed guy will be dead by now. The officer’s eyes are piercing and scary. He turns and looks at me, I can’t help but blush by his handsome face.
“What do you think you are doing, Yamamoto-kun? This will be the hundredth time if I bring you down to the station. You will get expelled for sure this time.” The officer smirks at Yamamoto and releases his hand. I guess he doesn’t want to get expel, he spits on the ground and walks away after saying “Whatever.”
“Are you okay?” He asks me with a gentle tone. I nod and start picking up my books. Why does he look so hot in uniform! I talk to myself while picking up the books that are scattered around the floor. The officer gives me the book that he picks up for me and hand them back to me with a smile. I feel the heat rose on my face; I snatch the books from him and hold them tightly.
I scan through his uniform from head to toe, trying to find his name. Found it! The name tag on his left chest is pinned on his uniform that has his name S. Sakurai written on it. “Th-thank you v-very much, Sakurai-san.”
I notice that he swallows and his Adam’s apple bobbed before he answers “You are welcome.”
I smile and look at my watch, 2:01pm… “AH!!!!! I am late! See you around, Sakurai-san!” I dash towards the main entrance. I turn around, and see that Sakurai-san is looking at my direction. I stop and wave at him, yelling thank you to him again. He waves back and walks away. He is so stunning! Wait, what am I thinking?
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“10 minutes and 30 seconds late.” Nino says that to me without leaving his eyes from his DS.
“Sigh, sorry… What do you want to drink then?”
“White chocolate mocha with chocolate drizzles.”
I drop my bag on the chair and order my drink at the counter. The whole time I can’t stop thinking about Sakurai-san. He is just too handsome. His dark brown hair is overlong and messy. It looks so soft that I want to run my fingers through his hair. “…Excuse me sir? Are you ordering?” The cashier waves at me. I order the drinks and sandwiches.
“Do you always daydream?” I pause at Nino’s question and look up at him when I am eating the sandwich.
“No. Why?”
“Because you are blushing like a high school girl the entire time.”
I touch my cheeks and feel the heat there. I feel that it gets hotter.
“Tell me who the lucky girl is? Or guy?”
“You remember the officer that we stalked during the open house?”
“Oh, you mean that handsome sex god? Yea, why?”
“That’s him.”
“OOOOOOO... Interesting…”
“That’s all you have to say? Interesting?”
“No, it WILL get more interesting than it is.”
“What do you mean?”
“You remember that Matsumoto guy who asked for your number at the open house?”
“So?”
“He dropped by, wanna see how you are.”
“How did he know which building I am in? Now this is creepy.”
“Because he is our DM?”
“No shit…”
Seriously, is this a coincident or what? I really don’t know how to continue this conversation. This is getting more awkward than it is. We chatted until sunset and walk back to our dorm. Before I fall asleep, me and Nino chat in the dark as well as we both can’t fall asleep that quickly. He suggests that I should personally go to the community police office to say thank you to Sakurai and maybe get his phone number. I laugh at Nino, commenting that it is stupid but what he says before he snores, I can’t get it out of my head. You never know what will happen unless you try. Grab the chance. It won’t come back once it slips away…
Maybe I should follow Nino’s words. No harm done… right?
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A/N: This is a kinda short chapter... Recently I have been hooked up to books and I just can't stop reading!! They are all so good, they are all romance with a fare amount of NC-17 in there... So my progress will be slow since I just update/ write fanfics whenever I get bored from reading, but I will continue GIFT during my spare at school everyday and I hope I can post them in the near future!
P.S anyone watched the boys' Dare Mo Shiranai live at Music Station?
Comments are always welcome ;)
*LOOKING FOR SOMEONE TO BETA THIS SERIES FOR ME!*