Your aura made it obvious... Chapter 2
Title: Your aura made it obvious...
Fandom: Hana-Kimi
Pairing: Nanba/Kayashima
Rating: PG-13
Summary: When you're not the only one, when your best friend knows you aren't but never told you. When your best friend is the other... how are you supposed to feel? And then, when is it okay for feelings to change?
Warnings: This is the first fic I ever wrote. I had it posted on ff.net but never bothered to put it on here until now... I'm a bit ashamed of the writing, and the chances of me continuing this aren't high.
Chapter 2
So, he had known all along about me, he had kept it a secret and then told me that I sucked at hiding it. Maybe during our short conversation I came to realise that I actually had no right to be trying to hide who I really am from my classmates. I mean, so what if they bully me, it's their problem if they are idiots not mine.
Since my epiphany, I realised that I have no reason to be angry with Nanba, I mean sure, he kept it a secret that he knew about me, but isn't the secret I had been keeping bigger, wasn't I being a little hypocritical? Keeping secrets, well at least he eventually told me, I had absolutely no intention of telling him, definitely not until he graduated at least.
If anything, Nanba had more right to be mad at me, I'm so stupid. I thought I was special, like I was his best friend or something. Seriously, he had so many friends, all across the school. Just because he was the first real friend I had made at this school didn't mean I was his, I was just one of the many books on the shelf. Ugh… I sound like one of his fifteen stupid girlfriends or I suppose in this case one of his numerous ex-girlfriends. Actually what is with that? I mean he has these powers too and yet he picks up friends and girlfriends as though that was the reason they were put on this earth, to become one of Nanba Minami's toys, and yet he always seemed troubled…
As I was having this massive sudden realization that I completely failed at life I didn't notice a tall blonde guy walk in and start unpacking his things until I felt a soccer ball hit me in the stomach. "Ow! What was that for?" I practically yelled at the person in front of me. When I looked up and realised that I had no idea who this strange person was that seemed to think the proper way to greet someone was to walk into their room unannounced and uninvited and just drop a soccer ball on their stomach, seriously… what was happening to all the parents that raised their children properly? Were they all giving up because half their children were turning into delinquents anyway?
My inner rage was interrupted by the badly brought up boy speaking, "Hello? Earth to roommate... you alive over there?" his voice seemed annoyingly over confident.
"Wait! Did you just say roommate?" I practically shouted at the person in front of me.
"Oh, so you are alive? Yeah. I'm your new roommate, you're Kayashima right?" I nodded, still in utter disbelief "I'm Nakatsu Shuuichi, I'm in your class too. I'm here on a scholarship for soccer. Wanna verse me in a game?" As he said this a cheesy grin spread over his face. Great my already bad day had just gotten even worse, now I had to share a room with some over-confident soccer player. His grin soon began to disappear however as I made my reply,
"No. I do not want to verse you, instead I am going to continue lying here until I work this out. Now could you please leave before hearing the sound of your annoying voice and your stupid blonde hair pushes me enough to actually resort to violence!" His grin was replaced with an expression of utter shock, his aura showing that he was deeply offended. Still at least he fulfilled my wishes and left, slamming the door behind him. Well, it seems I have my work cut out for me, that new kid desperately needed some intense manners training, starting as soon as I talk things over with Nanba.
Yet again my thoughts were interrupted by someone the door, this time however slamming it open. "God, what is wrong with you people? Did no one ever teach you not to slam doors?" I looked up and saw a clearly infuriated Nanba standing in my doorway.
"The real question is what the hell is wrong with you Kayashima? I'm tired of you acting like a spoiled brat! Now go apologize to Nakatsu!" he yelled so loud that I was certain the people on the moon could hear him, which of course only infuriated me more.
- - -
Nanba POV
I was walking over to Kayashima's room to talk things over with him when I saw a tall blonde guy march out, visibly upset, slamming the door behind him. I knew who he was without even asking- Nakatsu Shuuichi the new scholarship student.
"What did he do to you?" I questioned him, my rage already building up as I considered the possibilities.
"He said my voice was annoying and that my hair is stupid and that if I didn't get out he would resort to violence." He sobbed giving me puppy dog eyes as he spoke. What a man...
"Okay then... Well what did you do to provoke him?" I asked wondering could possibly make the ever calm Kayashima Taiki snap.
"Nothing! He had zoned out so I dropped my soccer ball on him. When he snapped out of I introduced myself and asked him if he wanted to verse me in a game and then he started yelling at me!" He cried and then ran towards the bathroom, he seriously acted like a five-year-old girl.
I decided to leave Nakatsu alone after that and barged into the room of a clearly appalled Kayashima, "God, what is wrong with you people? Did no one ever teach you not to slam doors, or at least knock?" He shouted and then had an aura filled with regret as he realized just who it was standing in his doorway.
"The real question Kayashima, is what the hell is wrong with you? I'm tried of you acting like a spoiled brat! Now go apologise to Nakatsu!" I yelled at him, making sure that my voice was loud enough to get my anger across.
"If I'm a spoiled brat then what does that make him? No way am I apologising to that thing, besides what are you, my mother?" I was really shocked that Kayashima was yelling at me, during the whole time I had known him he had never raised his voice at anyone and now he's done it three times in one day. My aura must have reflected what I'd been thinking because before I knew it Kayashima was hugging me and crying on my shoulder,
"I'm sorry Nanba, it's just that I really don't want to be bullied again. It was so horrible, you were the first real friend that I ever made and now that we're fighting I really don't know what to do." I could tell that my shirt would be soaked through by the end of this visit, no matter what I did so I decided to try comforting him.
"It'll be okay, we'll get through this," I turned his head so that I could look him in the eye, "and know this Kayashima, no matter what I will always be here to support you." He seemed at least a little bit happier.
"Thanks Nanba, that really means a lot to me, you really are the best friend I could ever hope for!" Make that way happier.
"Really? You must have very low expectations then." Said a voice coming from behind me that I recognised all too easily,
"What do you want baba?" I turn around, glaring at the figure in the doorway.
A/N: *cringe* Just... gosh. I'm speechless. I just edited that, and really... was my writing that bad just five months ago? That took a long time to edit, and I'm still not happy with it.
Fandom: Hana-Kimi
Pairing: Nanba/Kayashima
Rating: PG-13
Summary: When you're not the only one, when your best friend knows you aren't but never told you. When your best friend is the other... how are you supposed to feel? And then, when is it okay for feelings to change?
Warnings: This is the first fic I ever wrote. I had it posted on ff.net but never bothered to put it on here until now... I'm a bit ashamed of the writing, and the chances of me continuing this aren't high.
Chapter 2
So, he had known all along about me, he had kept it a secret and then told me that I sucked at hiding it. Maybe during our short conversation I came to realise that I actually had no right to be trying to hide who I really am from my classmates. I mean, so what if they bully me, it's their problem if they are idiots not mine.
Since my epiphany, I realised that I have no reason to be angry with Nanba, I mean sure, he kept it a secret that he knew about me, but isn't the secret I had been keeping bigger, wasn't I being a little hypocritical? Keeping secrets, well at least he eventually told me, I had absolutely no intention of telling him, definitely not until he graduated at least.
If anything, Nanba had more right to be mad at me, I'm so stupid. I thought I was special, like I was his best friend or something. Seriously, he had so many friends, all across the school. Just because he was the first real friend I had made at this school didn't mean I was his, I was just one of the many books on the shelf. Ugh… I sound like one of his fifteen stupid girlfriends or I suppose in this case one of his numerous ex-girlfriends. Actually what is with that? I mean he has these powers too and yet he picks up friends and girlfriends as though that was the reason they were put on this earth, to become one of Nanba Minami's toys, and yet he always seemed troubled…
As I was having this massive sudden realization that I completely failed at life I didn't notice a tall blonde guy walk in and start unpacking his things until I felt a soccer ball hit me in the stomach. "Ow! What was that for?" I practically yelled at the person in front of me. When I looked up and realised that I had no idea who this strange person was that seemed to think the proper way to greet someone was to walk into their room unannounced and uninvited and just drop a soccer ball on their stomach, seriously… what was happening to all the parents that raised their children properly? Were they all giving up because half their children were turning into delinquents anyway?
My inner rage was interrupted by the badly brought up boy speaking, "Hello? Earth to roommate... you alive over there?" his voice seemed annoyingly over confident.
"Wait! Did you just say roommate?" I practically shouted at the person in front of me.
"Oh, so you are alive? Yeah. I'm your new roommate, you're Kayashima right?" I nodded, still in utter disbelief "I'm Nakatsu Shuuichi, I'm in your class too. I'm here on a scholarship for soccer. Wanna verse me in a game?" As he said this a cheesy grin spread over his face. Great my already bad day had just gotten even worse, now I had to share a room with some over-confident soccer player. His grin soon began to disappear however as I made my reply,
"No. I do not want to verse you, instead I am going to continue lying here until I work this out. Now could you please leave before hearing the sound of your annoying voice and your stupid blonde hair pushes me enough to actually resort to violence!" His grin was replaced with an expression of utter shock, his aura showing that he was deeply offended. Still at least he fulfilled my wishes and left, slamming the door behind him. Well, it seems I have my work cut out for me, that new kid desperately needed some intense manners training, starting as soon as I talk things over with Nanba.
Yet again my thoughts were interrupted by someone the door, this time however slamming it open. "God, what is wrong with you people? Did no one ever teach you not to slam doors?" I looked up and saw a clearly infuriated Nanba standing in my doorway.
"The real question is what the hell is wrong with you Kayashima? I'm tired of you acting like a spoiled brat! Now go apologize to Nakatsu!" he yelled so loud that I was certain the people on the moon could hear him, which of course only infuriated me more.
- - -
Nanba POV
I was walking over to Kayashima's room to talk things over with him when I saw a tall blonde guy march out, visibly upset, slamming the door behind him. I knew who he was without even asking- Nakatsu Shuuichi the new scholarship student.
"What did he do to you?" I questioned him, my rage already building up as I considered the possibilities.
"He said my voice was annoying and that my hair is stupid and that if I didn't get out he would resort to violence." He sobbed giving me puppy dog eyes as he spoke. What a man...
"Okay then... Well what did you do to provoke him?" I asked wondering could possibly make the ever calm Kayashima Taiki snap.
"Nothing! He had zoned out so I dropped my soccer ball on him. When he snapped out of I introduced myself and asked him if he wanted to verse me in a game and then he started yelling at me!" He cried and then ran towards the bathroom, he seriously acted like a five-year-old girl.
I decided to leave Nakatsu alone after that and barged into the room of a clearly appalled Kayashima, "God, what is wrong with you people? Did no one ever teach you not to slam doors, or at least knock?" He shouted and then had an aura filled with regret as he realized just who it was standing in his doorway.
"The real question Kayashima, is what the hell is wrong with you? I'm tried of you acting like a spoiled brat! Now go apologise to Nakatsu!" I yelled at him, making sure that my voice was loud enough to get my anger across.
"If I'm a spoiled brat then what does that make him? No way am I apologising to that thing, besides what are you, my mother?" I was really shocked that Kayashima was yelling at me, during the whole time I had known him he had never raised his voice at anyone and now he's done it three times in one day. My aura must have reflected what I'd been thinking because before I knew it Kayashima was hugging me and crying on my shoulder,
"I'm sorry Nanba, it's just that I really don't want to be bullied again. It was so horrible, you were the first real friend that I ever made and now that we're fighting I really don't know what to do." I could tell that my shirt would be soaked through by the end of this visit, no matter what I did so I decided to try comforting him.
"It'll be okay, we'll get through this," I turned his head so that I could look him in the eye, "and know this Kayashima, no matter what I will always be here to support you." He seemed at least a little bit happier.
"Thanks Nanba, that really means a lot to me, you really are the best friend I could ever hope for!" Make that way happier.
"Really? You must have very low expectations then." Said a voice coming from behind me that I recognised all too easily,
"What do you want baba?" I turn around, glaring at the figure in the doorway.
A/N: *cringe* Just... gosh. I'm speechless. I just edited that, and really... was my writing that bad just five months ago? That took a long time to edit, and I'm still not happy with it.