Strawberry Sweets ~slowly blooming~ CHAPTER 1 (part 2)
Misako’s POV:
Where is this place? Where am I? Why am I surrounded with grasses? Flowers? And-nani?! White clouds? Am I in heaven?--- I AM DEAD?!
“Iie~!!!!!” (no) I started to cry, “ I want to go home.”
*step, step, step, step, step and----*
“Who’s there?”
The person held my shoulder. I shuddered. Shit! I’m dead.
“Oi, “ he said.
He’s voice is kinda familiar? This voice? Where did I hear it before?..........--------------- “Inoo-senpai?!”
“Hai! It’s me, Misa-chan,” he console, smiling at me as I turn to face him.
Kuso! (bloody hell) I’m really in heaven! Hallelujah!
“ Anoo.. how’d you know my name?” I asked in surprise to hear him say my name since he never looked at me nor don’t know me even though we used to go on the same school last middle school.
He grimaced.
Baka! (idiot) what a stupid question!, “a-ano.. That’s not---“
He smiles. “How couldn’t I know such a cute girl? Misa-chan kawaii, ne~? ( Misa-chan is cute, right?)”
I blushed.
Without hesitation, he caught my chin and look deeply into my eyes. The temperature rise and it felt like my body’s gonna melt. He slowly leans towards me. He closed his eyes as I close mine. I can feel his breath on my face, it felt so real.. so.. so real. He moved his lips towards mine and slowly.. slowly.. slowly.. closer.. closer.. clo----
“Misa-chan?”
“Nani?” I ask slowly opening my eyes. Instead of my Inoo-kun’s beautiful face, I was staring closely at Yama-chan’s innocent looking face. Nani? Why is he here instead of Inoo-kun? I thought I was in heaven? Did kamisama (God) realize that I had lots of sins and send me to hell with this guy? I blinked.
“Misa-chan.. come back to reality.”
Huh? I looked around. I am in my room, my bed. WAS IT ALL A DREAM??! And--- and--- why is this guy here??! At this close range?! Nani?! Nani?!
In my panic, I raised my body and ‘BANG!’ (that was the sound of our heads’ collision).
“ Ite-te-te-te-te-te..” I cried.
“ Itai!” Yama-chan held his forehead in pain.
I lay back to bed.
“Oi. What are you still doing?”
“ Going back to sleep,” I cuddled my pillow.
“ Huh? Nande?! Nande?!”
“ ‘Coz I haven’t got my kiss y---“ I stopped realizing what I’ve been saying.
He grin.
Shoot! I buried my hot face in my pillow.
“ As, soo desu ka (oh, I see),” he said trying not to laugh.
I sighed. “If you want to laugh, just laugh.”
“Ahaha..hahaha..hahaha..arigato ne!..hahaha..”
“AHO!(asshole) I glared.
“ But anyway, “ he seriously said, “ have you forgotten?”
“ About what?”
“ I thought so,” he sighed bringing out the two tickets, “ Arashi’s concert?”
“Shoot! Nanji desu ka? Iie, I didn’t forgot.. uh-oh just now. Demo(but) 8:00?! A-ano.. matte! Chotto matte! Need to change first!” I jump to my feet and run to the bathroom.
I heard him chuckle, “haayy Misa-chan.”
“Urasai!(shut up)”
I brushed my teeth as fast as I could while the little devil wait outside. I strip, double check if the door was lock (it was..) and step inside the shower. After a few minutes, I dried myself up and rapped myself with the towel.
Suddenly, I heard a knock from my room’s door, “Misa-chan?”
Mom? I panicked. Yama-chan hide! I opened the shower’s door and there he stood.
“Your mom’s calling you,” he whispered with a gulp.
“ Misa-chan?”
“ Hai.. matte! I’m in the shower,” I called back to her as I pulled Yama-chan inside. “ Wait here. I’ll handle this-“ I paused. “Oi,” I waved my hands in front of his face. Frozen? “What are you lookin’ at?”
“Ah.. ahaha.. a-anoo..” he’s eyes turn to the ceiling, “anoo.. betsuni. (nothing)”
I raised an eyebrow, “ok then. I’ll get the door. Stay put.”
“ Nani?” I ask my mom when I opened the door.
“I was just checking you since you went to your room early this time.”
“nnnn..” I nod, “I’m kinda excited for tomorrow so I decided to sleep a little early and I just cleaned myself up.”
“ Alright then. Sleep tight. Oyasuminasai. (goodnight)”
“ Hai.. oyasumi..” I said as I close the door.
I waited for a second and went back to where Yama-chan is. “The coast is clear.. Anyway stay here for a bit. I have to change, “ I said peeping on the door.
“Ah-uhmm… sure,”
“Ne? What’s wrong? You look sick.”
“Iie. Betsuni..”
“Alright. No peeping ok?” I teased.
He look at me defensively, “ Huh? Why should I----“
I laughed and close the door before he could finish his sentence.
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part 3