Title: Hatred and Love
Author: utak ko~ :P
Pairing: Nakajima Kento x OC
Previous Chapter:
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CHAPTER FOURTEEN:
“Hmm, our family has a beach resort. Well, my parents won’t be coming home in Japan this summer so the beach house is empty. Wanna go?” Miyoko uttered. “It’s a private resort. I have also invited Ryuu-chan.”
“Beach. Let’s go. Let’s go. Let’s go!” I exclaimed.
“You don’t have to say it three times.” Nakajima hissed but I just smirked at him.
“You’re such a pain in the ass, Bakajima!” I hissed.
Miyoko chuckled. “Anyways, it’s a three-day trip. Deal?”
“Deal!”
**
We first rode an airplane. I was sitting beside the mirror while on my left was Nakajima and on his right is Fuma. Miyoko and Ryuuka were in front us. “Being up here is really good.” I murmured as I looked down. Everything was small. So cute. And the clouds are like cream puffs. Our plane trip will take two hours. That was really long, huh.
“Aren’t you sleepy?” Fuma asked me. He was using his video camera and it was focused on me.
“I somehow feel sleepy, you know.” I answered, smiling at the camera. “How about Bakajima?”
Nakajima poked my forehead. “Don’t call me ‘Bakajima’. You’re the one who is stupid.”
“Bakajima, Bakajima, Bakajima.” I repeated to annoy him.
“And now, the lovers are again quarreling. Let’s now leave them in peace.” I heard Fuma said.
Lovers, huh? Why do they always call us lovers? In the very first place, do we look like lovers? What a crazy thought, huh? Then again the fact that he has my picture bothered me again. As of now, I don’t have the guts to ask him why he has that picture and when was that taken. Well… maybe that picture was just to annoy me? Yeah, yeah. That was just to annoy me. Beside, I was sleeping on the picture.
“Lovers? Jeez.” Nakajima hissed and just closed his eyes.
Oh, about Kenichi. Hmm, he’s doing well now. I heard that his scholarship in States was granted. And I am doing fine. To think about it, I think of kenichi less now. It’s hard at first but I already accepted it. It’s like a magic, silly, but I easily forget him. For me, it doesn’t make sense anymore. But Kenichi and I are good friends, still.
Suddenly, I felt something heavy on my left shoulder. When I checked it, Nakajima’s head was resting on it. “Bakaji-” I was about to protest when I see him still sleeping soundly.
And now, after being his slave, Rina Uchiyama is now Bakajima’s pillow. I wonder what I will be next. He moved a little. I stiffened. Did I awaken him? I let seconds passed but Nakajima didn’t move anymore. I took a glimpse of him. And found that he was still in deep slumber. My plan of a simple glimpse of him was broken. I am now staring at him. Well, it can’t be helped. He’s like a baby sleeping. So, so, so cute. Then suddenly, I felt my heart skipped a beat. Drat, what was that for?
All of a sudden, something flashed-a camera. When I looked in front of us, Ryuuka’s sheepish smile welcomed me. She was holding the camera. “Another scandal,” she said teasingly.
“Scandal?!.” I said to her and looked outside the window because I know that I am blushing right now.
“What do you think will happen to Kento’s fans if I sell these pictures?” Ryuuka asked while looking at the camera.
Miyoko popped beside Ryuuka and peeped on the camera. “Whoa~ you got a lot of pictures huh.”
Eh? “Huh? A lot?”
Ryuuka nodded. “Yeah. I was taking pictures of you before you realized. I think you are really occupied by Kento so you didn’t recognize.”
Eh? Impossible! How could I do not recognize it when the camera flashes? The heck? Was really occupied by Kento? No, no, no…
**
It was almost 21:00 when we arrived at the beach house. After plane, we travel in land by a car for four hours. It was really a long trip and it is really pain in the butt. But when I had seen the sea from the verandah of the house, all of my stress vanished. It was indeed beautiful. And the house was in western style.
“Drat~ that was a long trip! My butt is aching from sitting for hours!” Nakajima protested as he buried himself on the couch. “And this island is really far away! Are we still in Japan?”
Miyoko, who was preparing some foods with Ryuu-chan, chuckled. “Of course we are still in Japan. As if you haven’t been here before.”
“You always reclaim, Kento.” Fuma commented. “Your fans will hate you for that.”
“You still protest though you just sleep the whole time,” I threw his bag on his face. “Bakajima suited you well.”
Nakajima didn’t respond. “Well, we should eat first our dinner then have our sleep. We can see the beach by tomorrow. I knew all of us are tired,” Fuma looked at Nakajima. “Except for Kento.”
“I am tired you know,” Nakajima countered and went to where Ryuu-chan and the others are. “What will have for dinner?” Ryuu-chan punched Nakajima’s stomach. He moaned in pain. “What was that for?!”
Ryuu-chan chuckled. “I am just being sweet, Ken-chan.” She smiled sweetly.
**
KENTO’S POV
“Beach, beach, beach!” Ryuu-chan, Miyoko and Rina exclaimed happily as we are walking by the shore. They are like children who have just been in the beach for the first time. Better if I don’t mind them. I don’t want to get punch again. It really hurts, you know.
But I think I should protest a little. They were running after each other there while I and Fuma were loaded by our things. “They look so cute, right. Especially her.” Fuma commented looking at the girls as well as teasing me. I knew who that girl he was talking about was.
I just managed to hiss and we put down all the things on the white sand. I lied down the sand because my energy was all used up.
“Rina, watch out!” I heard Miyoko shouted that made me sat to see them. They were playing with the beach ball when Rina was hit on her face.
“R-Rina…” I murmured and was about to stand when Rina laughed. Seems that she was okay. That’s good.
Fuma patted my shoulder and sat down on the sand. “You look stupid you know.” He said as he looks on the girls who are now playing again.
“What are you saying?” I watched Rina moves. She was smiling. The smile that I wanted her to wear always. Not a fake one. I hope I can do things just make sure that I won’t see her cry anymore. The second time I saw her cry and comforted her, I knew that it wasn’t just a normal act, that a guy would comfort a crying girl because women’s tears are men’s weakness. I knew I comforted her because I wanted to do it.
“Why don’t you just accept the fact that you feel something for her?”
I sighed. “Can you just stop blabbering that I love her?!”
“Then why won’t you tell her?” Fuma asked and took a sip of his orange juice, ignoring what I said earlier.
“Are you silly?” I asked and stood up to do some stretching. “I am not in love with her or with anyone.”
“If you’re bothered by the fact that his ex-boyfriend is your cousin, don’t think of that too much. They’re not together anymore.” I looked at him, he just shrugged.
“I am not bothered by that.” This time, Fuma looked at me and I just shrugged. “Because I don’t care.”
He lightly punched my shoulder and walked away.