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Title : A Chance
Pairing : Ohmiya
Rating : PG
Genre : Romance, mid angst, fluff
Summary : If only nino had one chance..,
Beta : fey_37 (big Hug)
Note :Have been published in Indonesian. It’s been a while since I didn’t post it. Sorry if it’s lame ;p. comment are <3
The more I deny it the more I understand life is not complete without you
NINO
I’m stupid. Just crazy and blind. There is no sane people in this world who keep confessing even after he got rejected over and over again with a painful look from the other and a broken heart too many times. I should have realized from the beginning that he will never respond to my feelings. I will never got my love.
But, Everyday…
when I look at him, his eyes and his face, without saying that I love him, in which the feeling is a feeling that dominate my heart completely now. If you love someone, you should tell them, right?
And still there will be a limit where the words you said became something painful, piercing your heart, and making you break into pieces when he said:
“Nino, please don’t say that again” with a painful and pleading gaze. As if your love confession is the most hurtful words he has ever heard.
The liters of tears you wasted for him over those years were for nothing, because he never knew that you cried every time he turned you down.
The hundreds sheets of diary you wrote about how much you love him and how he is your life, your breath, your air seem like garbage when he said that he didn’t love you.
Maybe this is the time to stop it all. Being a fool for love is really too much, right?
Perhaps I must stop imagining about the confession love I would get from him as the greatest prize I could ever had at my birthday and that day would be the best birthday in the world. That’s why I always confessed a few days before.
But, being rejected 11 times is enough.
Really enough.
I must forget him forever.
That’s the most logical thing, right?
OHNO
His eyes and his shy smile when he said:
“Ohchan, I love you” with that red color decorating his cheeks, would make anyone melt and believe that he was really confessing love.
But, it is different if it comes from a great actor like Nino. The girls would probably fall into his arms right away, but not me. Definitely not. I knew, he was not serious. He was just playing with my heart, like the DS which he played every day, like a magic card, like the models who he was dating one by one.
It really hurt seeing him like this, whereas I really love him. It was hard to pretend that I don’t love him and show no emotion when he confessed while I was hoping he was really feeling what he was saying.
And today, when he said it again, I felt my patience had run out. As if it was not enough for him to play with my feelings for years? The touches, hugs, and kisses were just part of the game. Maybe, I am too cruel, but this is the way to stop it all.
NINO
It’s a celebration for our concert DVD sales. This party is held by the Jimusho , and they invited the entire staff, employees, and member of arashi, and he was here. I pretended being sick and called my manager to not have to attend this event because I really didn’t want to meet him after he rejected me with those harsh words. Unfortunately, my manager didn’t believe me, because I was looking very healthy when I killed the boss of my new game in front of him.
And Ohchan looked so handsome as usual with the black suit. I want to wrap my arms around his waist and hug him tight as usual, but we hadn’t talked for the last three days since he rejected me, so I admiring him from the corner of the cocktail’s table is the only option.
“Don’t wanna talk to Riida?” Sho asked.
“He rejected me again” I said with a bitter smile. Everyone in Arashi knows about my feelings, except him.
“Maybe he didn’t think you're serious?” He suggests with a smirk.
“Me, not serious? For 11 years??” I ask with a pressing tone.
He shrugs.
“With the list of girls that you were dating?”
“I was just playing with them, never was serious, No… actually, I just want to know his reaction, whether he will be jealous, but it’s useless. He doesn’t love me. Not at all.”
Tomorrow is my birthday and I'll celebrate with myself, as usual.
OHNO
Between all of the flickering lights and the sound of music, he is always glowing in my eyes, I could never turn my glance, though I pretend not to see him.
He is looking so cute and sweet, I want to shake his bangs, make him upset and pouting... But it’s impossible, because he refuses to talk to me.
Tomorrow is his birthday. He is always whining about how I never give him a proper gift and I must think about it and give him one this year. What would you give for a person who you love so much, but who is just playing with you?
So, I spend my time on the veranda, away from the party crowd which makes me dizzy.
Thinking again. About my feelings towards him.
“You should say it” Jun startles me.
“W-what do you mean?”
“You like him” It is not a question, but a statement.
“I don’t like him and you know he doesn’t like me either. He is just playing around.”
Jun looks into my eyes, trying to find the truth.
“Are you afraid?” he asks.
“Afraid? Of what?”
“You're afraid to feel hurt? Broken hearted? Therefore, you assume he is playing with you.”
“I’m not and he is playing” I say firmly.
“Why don’t you give him a chance” He suggests.
“A chance? For what?”
“A chance to prove that he really loves you?”
I look at Jun. Right, I've never given him a chance. But, he doesn’t need it, if he ends up breaking it. And I’m not afraid of a broken heart. OK, I’m a little afraid. But, that’s not the reason.
"You know, you will regret it all your life, if you don’t confess your love to the person you like" he says, gently patting my back, leaving me alone to ponder over the things he just said, searching again the feelings from the bottom of my heart.
I look at the night sky. The stars shine beautifully, making a constellation, moving to form a smile. The most mischievous smile I have ever known.
His smile.
NINO
I decided to leave early from the party, because I didn’t want anyone to suddenly remember my birthday and force me to throw a party. I really want to be alone.
Changing clothes with t-shirts and my favorite shorts, I turn on the television and intend on completing the last level of the game I am currently playing when the doorbell rings.
I hope it is not the staff members holding a surprise party.
I open the door and see a face of the one person I have missed for the last three days ... He smiles slightly at me and says.
“Hi…”
Hi! To the person you broke the heart? It really sucks.
“What’ s up?” I ask, pretending being annoyed.
“Ee,,,,Can I come in?” he asks.
Because I can’t slam the door in front of him (his face is too cute to get a bruise) I let him in.
He walks slowly into my living room then stops and turns around, bumping into me.
“What do you…” Before I can finish my sentence he is hugging me tightly, wrapping his arms around my waist and resting his chin on my shoulder. I feel my heart beating faster.
“I missed you… You refused to talk to me” he says in a weak tone.
I am almost out of breath because my heart can’t stop pounding. What is he saying? He has rejected me, right?
“You know… I Love you… really love you… you shouldn’t make me miserable like this” He says again.
WHAT??? He loves me? I feel my cheeks heat up and the tears start flowing from my cheeks. He was very cruel, really cruel, if he loves me. Why did he reject me?
“Hey… don’t cry” he says, wiping my tears.
“You are cruel!” I push his shoulder.
“Sorry, I’m really sorry. I was afraid you would leave me someday.”
“I will never leave you, stupid” I sob.
"I know… I'm sorry." He says as he hugs me again, I put my head on his shoulder, wrapping my arms around his waist, and he strokes my back gently, reassuringly. I want to be like this forever.
And then he whispers into my ear “Happy Birthday”.
I look to the watch and smile. 00:05.
He pulls back, and looks at me:
"I haven’t prepared a gift… sorry" he says.
I smile mischievously, an idea popping in my head.
"How about a kiss?" I ask
He smiled a little, caressing my face, separating that messy bang on my forehead… and kisses my lips. Gently.
This is the happiest day of my life.
END
Pairing : Ohmiya
Rating : PG
Genre : Romance, mid angst, fluff
Summary : If only nino had one chance..,
Beta : fey_37 (big Hug)
Note :Have been published in Indonesian. It’s been a while since I didn’t post it. Sorry if it’s lame ;p. comment are <3
The more I deny it the more I understand life is not complete without you
NINO
I’m stupid. Just crazy and blind. There is no sane people in this world who keep confessing even after he got rejected over and over again with a painful look from the other and a broken heart too many times. I should have realized from the beginning that he will never respond to my feelings. I will never got my love.
But, Everyday…
when I look at him, his eyes and his face, without saying that I love him, in which the feeling is a feeling that dominate my heart completely now. If you love someone, you should tell them, right?
And still there will be a limit where the words you said became something painful, piercing your heart, and making you break into pieces when he said:
“Nino, please don’t say that again” with a painful and pleading gaze. As if your love confession is the most hurtful words he has ever heard.
The liters of tears you wasted for him over those years were for nothing, because he never knew that you cried every time he turned you down.
The hundreds sheets of diary you wrote about how much you love him and how he is your life, your breath, your air seem like garbage when he said that he didn’t love you.
Maybe this is the time to stop it all. Being a fool for love is really too much, right?
Perhaps I must stop imagining about the confession love I would get from him as the greatest prize I could ever had at my birthday and that day would be the best birthday in the world. That’s why I always confessed a few days before.
But, being rejected 11 times is enough.
Really enough.
I must forget him forever.
That’s the most logical thing, right?
OHNO
His eyes and his shy smile when he said:
“Ohchan, I love you” with that red color decorating his cheeks, would make anyone melt and believe that he was really confessing love.
But, it is different if it comes from a great actor like Nino. The girls would probably fall into his arms right away, but not me. Definitely not. I knew, he was not serious. He was just playing with my heart, like the DS which he played every day, like a magic card, like the models who he was dating one by one.
It really hurt seeing him like this, whereas I really love him. It was hard to pretend that I don’t love him and show no emotion when he confessed while I was hoping he was really feeling what he was saying.
And today, when he said it again, I felt my patience had run out. As if it was not enough for him to play with my feelings for years? The touches, hugs, and kisses were just part of the game. Maybe, I am too cruel, but this is the way to stop it all.
NINO
It’s a celebration for our concert DVD sales. This party is held by the Jimusho , and they invited the entire staff, employees, and member of arashi, and he was here. I pretended being sick and called my manager to not have to attend this event because I really didn’t want to meet him after he rejected me with those harsh words. Unfortunately, my manager didn’t believe me, because I was looking very healthy when I killed the boss of my new game in front of him.
And Ohchan looked so handsome as usual with the black suit. I want to wrap my arms around his waist and hug him tight as usual, but we hadn’t talked for the last three days since he rejected me, so I admiring him from the corner of the cocktail’s table is the only option.
“Don’t wanna talk to Riida?” Sho asked.
“He rejected me again” I said with a bitter smile. Everyone in Arashi knows about my feelings, except him.
“Maybe he didn’t think you're serious?” He suggests with a smirk.
“Me, not serious? For 11 years??” I ask with a pressing tone.
He shrugs.
“With the list of girls that you were dating?”
“I was just playing with them, never was serious, No… actually, I just want to know his reaction, whether he will be jealous, but it’s useless. He doesn’t love me. Not at all.”
Tomorrow is my birthday and I'll celebrate with myself, as usual.
OHNO
Between all of the flickering lights and the sound of music, he is always glowing in my eyes, I could never turn my glance, though I pretend not to see him.
He is looking so cute and sweet, I want to shake his bangs, make him upset and pouting... But it’s impossible, because he refuses to talk to me.
Tomorrow is his birthday. He is always whining about how I never give him a proper gift and I must think about it and give him one this year. What would you give for a person who you love so much, but who is just playing with you?
So, I spend my time on the veranda, away from the party crowd which makes me dizzy.
Thinking again. About my feelings towards him.
“You should say it” Jun startles me.
“W-what do you mean?”
“You like him” It is not a question, but a statement.
“I don’t like him and you know he doesn’t like me either. He is just playing around.”
Jun looks into my eyes, trying to find the truth.
“Are you afraid?” he asks.
“Afraid? Of what?”
“You're afraid to feel hurt? Broken hearted? Therefore, you assume he is playing with you.”
“I’m not and he is playing” I say firmly.
“Why don’t you give him a chance” He suggests.
“A chance? For what?”
“A chance to prove that he really loves you?”
I look at Jun. Right, I've never given him a chance. But, he doesn’t need it, if he ends up breaking it. And I’m not afraid of a broken heart. OK, I’m a little afraid. But, that’s not the reason.
"You know, you will regret it all your life, if you don’t confess your love to the person you like" he says, gently patting my back, leaving me alone to ponder over the things he just said, searching again the feelings from the bottom of my heart.
I look at the night sky. The stars shine beautifully, making a constellation, moving to form a smile. The most mischievous smile I have ever known.
His smile.
NINO
I decided to leave early from the party, because I didn’t want anyone to suddenly remember my birthday and force me to throw a party. I really want to be alone.
Changing clothes with t-shirts and my favorite shorts, I turn on the television and intend on completing the last level of the game I am currently playing when the doorbell rings.
I hope it is not the staff members holding a surprise party.
I open the door and see a face of the one person I have missed for the last three days ... He smiles slightly at me and says.
“Hi…”
Hi! To the person you broke the heart? It really sucks.
“What’ s up?” I ask, pretending being annoyed.
“Ee,,,,Can I come in?” he asks.
Because I can’t slam the door in front of him (his face is too cute to get a bruise) I let him in.
He walks slowly into my living room then stops and turns around, bumping into me.
“What do you…” Before I can finish my sentence he is hugging me tightly, wrapping his arms around my waist and resting his chin on my shoulder. I feel my heart beating faster.
“I missed you… You refused to talk to me” he says in a weak tone.
I am almost out of breath because my heart can’t stop pounding. What is he saying? He has rejected me, right?
“You know… I Love you… really love you… you shouldn’t make me miserable like this” He says again.
WHAT??? He loves me? I feel my cheeks heat up and the tears start flowing from my cheeks. He was very cruel, really cruel, if he loves me. Why did he reject me?
“Hey… don’t cry” he says, wiping my tears.
“You are cruel!” I push his shoulder.
“Sorry, I’m really sorry. I was afraid you would leave me someday.”
“I will never leave you, stupid” I sob.
"I know… I'm sorry." He says as he hugs me again, I put my head on his shoulder, wrapping my arms around his waist, and he strokes my back gently, reassuringly. I want to be like this forever.
And then he whispers into my ear “Happy Birthday”.
I look to the watch and smile. 00:05.
He pulls back, and looks at me:
"I haven’t prepared a gift… sorry" he says.
I smile mischievously, an idea popping in my head.
"How about a kiss?" I ask
He smiled a little, caressing my face, separating that messy bang on my forehead… and kisses my lips. Gently.
This is the happiest day of my life.
END