Post by KOSHIRO FUYUMINE on Aug 17, 2010 14:29:13 GMT -5
It was a lukewarm summer’s day; the breeze ignited the light echoes of wind chimes throughout the sleepy suburbs that thirteen year old Koshiro Fuyumine lived in.
The sunlight that streamed through his open window seemed to wash heat over the boy’s stomach as he lay sprawled out over his bed. A single square of light, reflected from the outside world kept his belly warm as his eyes remained closed, appearing as if in a listless sleep. School had just ended, and the playback reel of the day’s earlier event’s seemed to rewind over and over in the teenager’s mind.
Even with his eyes closed the images were burned so deep into his psyche that they played like a never-changing movie. How classic.
Four thirty two, behind the gymnasium right after school had ended. The scenario? A young adolescent Koshiro, cheeks red from a mix of heat and anxiety standing silently with his hands jammed awkwardly into his pockets. The middle school uniform he wore was chaffing, it was about time to change into their summer uniforms wasn’t it? Though, that wasn’t really the thought that was going through the boy’s mind… rather, it was more of a forced distraction from the real problem at hand.
“Ah, what the heck? Why are my hand’s shaking? So uncool..” he mumbled, a bitter chuckle following as he laid both palms flat against the wall of the gym. Koshiro’s lips were lifted despite the uneasy feeling forming at the pit of his stomach, his head dropped as a sigh escaped from past the thirteen year olds lips.
What exactly was his plan? His goal? What had originated as a simple joke amongst friends, a shot at trying to tame Itawadai Public School’s Golden Empress; ‘Shina Osugi’ had turned into a tug of war on his poor middle schooler heart. He’d merely only planned on teasing her, trying to get her to like him and then laugh at his own accomplishment… but ultimately this had backfired.
Now here he was, Koshiro Fuyumine, reduced to a whimpering lovesick puppy, who couldn’t go a blasted day without thinking of that blasted girl, who was now ruining his life. Grumbling lowly the brunette let his fingers slide through his hair, giving a good ruffle as he drank in the situation fully. Hah! Wait till his friends hear about this… the great Fuyumine, who’d set out to capture Shina’s heart…. Only to have to tables turned.
“I’ll set a curse on her, Shina Osugi will rue the day she made me like her...!” he mumbled softly, eyes half-lidded the middle schooler stared apathetically at the wall.
“Hanh? So you like me?” the voice was so precise, so quick that it threw Koshiro off, causing him to slam his face into the wall out of surprise.
The brunette’s palm reached over, holding his nose as if it would crack and fall off in a moment, the pain was excruciating. That voice… Koshiro didn’t even have to turn around to know who it belonged to. So many give and takes, exchanged conversation, pick-up line failures…. Plus, who else would know where he was at this exact moment other then the person he’d sent a letter to saying
“Come meet me at the back of the gym at so-and-so time.”. Ironically his heart thumped loudly, and his throat grew thick at just the thought.
Shina Osugi. Shina Osugi. Shina Osugi…
“Yeah? A-And what of it? Huh?” Koshiro managed, crossing his arms before his chest as he did a 180 turn to stare squarely at the blonde. His sea-green eyes flickered over every inch of her body, from the toe up to her nose as he tried to look arrogant, though… blatantly failing. It was the least to say that his quivering physique and red-toned face was not the best front to put up when trying to act ‘tough’.
“Nothing.” She replied, blinking at him with those bright blue eyes, causing a tremor to billow up through Koshiro’s body. However, her response left the thirteen year old dumbfounded in the least. Was that a yes… or a no?
“Nothing…? Oi, Osugi! That doesn’t tell me anything, I’m being serious here..” the boy blurted, pouting somewhat as he took a step closer. Ah, why did she have to treat him like this? Koshiro’s eyes slid to their corners, obviously avoiding contact with Shina’s as if she were some kind of Medusa Jr.
“I like you, baka.” The words were soft, like a whisper, a hint of rasp as he cleared his throat into a quickly formed fist.
Shina stood still for a moment, as if contemplating the thought of Koshiro’s feelings, one eyebrow arched ever so slightly as she suddenly smiled “Nothing, as in, I don’t think anything of it.” She said coolly, causing Koshiro to swallow the lump that had been forming in his throat since her entrance.
“As in, I like you too, idiot.” Suddenly her cheeks were a flushed color as well, matching with the color on Koshiro’s face.
It took a second and a half for the words to register fully in the boy’s mind, a whole second and a half that seemed more like an hour and a half as everything clicked into place. “You…” the boy’s lips pursed as he lifted his hand to point a finger at Shina, “Like…” the brunette blinked once “… Me?” the same pointed finger suddenly spun around to point at his own face, disbelief washed over every angle of his expression.
“No, I’m confessing my feelings to the gymnasium wall right now.” Shina retorted sarcastically, rolling her eyes as she face palmed slightly at Koshiro’s general idiocy.
“Like…. Serious?” he blinked twice, sea green orbs as wide as ever as he took a step forward.
Shina stared back steadily, looking somewhat smug – an expression Koshiro wore plentifully when dealing with people. It was almost an ironic gesture as she gave a curt nod
“Serious as serious can be, idiot.” With a click of her tongue she gave a small yelp as the boy she had been facing suddenly tackled into her, both arms wrapping around her slim waist. With a thrust the brunette boy threw the girl up, squeezing tightly with an elated chuckle.
“You really make me want to puke sometimes.” Shina mumbled, as a wide smirk spread across Koshiro’s face, which could have doubled as the most overjoyed expression he’d ever made in his whole thirteen year old lifespan. Which really wasn’t all that long, but he was pretty darned happy.
“Is that really what you say to your new boyfriend? How charming Shi-nan. Always sweeping me off my feet.” The middle schooler scoffed, although, the obvious glowing seemed to seethe away the bitterness in his sarcasm as he twirled around, clinging to his new girlfriend.
“Boyfriend? Ooh, getting a little ahead of ourselves aren’t we?” a giggle escaped from between her lips, the once cold and precise expression softening into something more… euphoric.
“You should feel privileged to date someone like me.” Koshiro rolled his eyes, lowering Shina as he exhaled softly. It wasn’t everyday that he spun a girl around in the air like this, and he wasn’t the most fit guy in the school. Still smiling as if he were on top of the world, Koshiro pulled the blonde girl closer, up until their noses touched just slightly as he suddenly dropped his gaze.
‘This is the part where we… uh…’ he thought to himself, vision brimming upwards just enough to outline the view of Shina’s lips. The thirteen year old coughed into his fist, one arm wrapped around his new ‘girlfriend’ as he leaned his head forward slightly. Shina blinked, one eyebrow raised just enough – though, despite her calm appearance a flush of pink blossomed over her cheeks. Koshiro only swallowed hard in response to seeing this, his own face completely red along the bridge of his nose and cheek’s.
“Geh--!!
“I do believe this is the first time I’ve ever seen such a pathetic ‘prince’, scared to kiss his fair maiden? Pfft!” Shina crossed both arms across her chest, smirking up a storm as she looked over the embarrassed boy.
“Shut up! I don’t see any other princes stepping up to your lonely virtuous tower of apathy, do you? Any takers? No? Didn’t think so, deal with it.” He retorted flatly.
“So what? You’ve fallen off your white horse? Pathetic.”
Koshiro blinked beneath his palms, jerking forward into a sitting position and almost practically swiping at Shina as he forcibly latched a hand onto her wrist, yanking her down violently into his lap. Their noses touched; lips barely centimeters apart as the look reflected in the young boy’s eyes contained a slight intensity.
“Yeah, I’m just a little bit pathetic, but still way too good for you.” With a sly grin and just the slightest raise of his eyebrows he pulled Shina towards him, breaking the distance between their lips as they sat sprawled on the faded grass like that, behind the school gymnasium.
The last summer of his middleschool career.
Four forty eight in the afternoon, Koshiro Fuyumine and Shina Osugi kissed for the first time as girlfriend and boyfriend.
The ringing on the other end stopped after the third, a periodic expectancy Koshiro had learned from many calls. Before the thirteen year old could even receive a response, or a ‘Yes? Who is this?’ he broke out into a grin, blabbering away.
“Mayu-rin! Mayu-rin! So today behind the gym—ah! I told you right? I mean, yeah… I did… I think. Well, that’s not important – what is important is that she said [i]YES[/i][/u]!”[/color] small sparkles filled the boy’s room, still laying in bed as he buried half his face in pillow.
“Shina that is, Shina Osugi, I told you about her right? Well, you were the only one I told…. Don’t you feel special?” his lips curled into more of a smirk as he rolled to one side, hand clinging to his cellular phone as sunlight warmed his abdomen.
“I have a girlfriend Mayu-rin… “ he mumbled softly, a soft red painting his face.
Though, as he waited for a response, the thirteen year old only received a loud beeping in response, indicating that Mayu Takano had already hung up. He blinked, sea green eyes narrowing as he pulled the phone away from his ear, promptly pouting at it.
“That hurt my feelings.” With a small chuckle he tossed his phone onto the ground, he’d been waiting for a text back from Shina for what seemed like… well, hours. His stomach churned for a moment, although he didn’t really feel queasy or hungry, he was just happy. Simply happy.
Simply full of love.
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word count: WHO KNOWS
notes: just something about koshiro's past with shina - his first love - and when they got together... I was bored. sooo yeah. enjoy his loserdom and awkward teen adolescence!
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