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  Author: yuichan03
Pairing: Chinen Yuri x OC
Rating: PG
Warnings: this is my first ever finished fiction. i don't own JUMP.
Summary: Mochizuki Yui is secretly inlove with her best friend, Chinen Yuri. However, Chinen is just too occupied to recognize her feelings. It's because he was in love with somebody else. Is it over for Yui? Would he just give up her love?

chapter three:

*YUi'S POV*

Almost two years had passed since i met him for the last time. After that incident last Christmas, i didn't have the strength to face him once more. And then, that same day, my father called us up and told us that we should transfer in Tokyo because of his work. Maybe God gave me that opportunity to let go.

I am now living in Tokyo. A real Chinen Yuri-free place. But not that long. From what I’ve heard, his family and he moved to Tokyo after two months. Chinen was one of the members of the Hey! Say! JUMP. It’s one of the most popular jpop group in the Asia. Girls go crazy over them. I can't blame them; all of the members are damn handsome and very talented.

"Yui-chan!"

I looked at the front door of our classroom and i saw Shiori heading my seat with a magazine on her hand. "Don't run, Shiori-chan!"

She took her seat in front of me. "Whatever. But look, look." She placed the magazine on my table and flips the pages in excitement. "Hey! Say! JUMP. They're really cool right?"

I saw in that page a picture of them. Everyone has a big smile on their faces. Then my attention turned to a guy. his smile did not change after two years.

Shiori patted my back. "Do not stare on the love of your life, Yui-chan. my magazine will melt." I looked at her with irritation in my eyes. She smirked. "Yui-chan, you know. Two years have already passed. But you're still afraid to open up your heart."

"Stop talking nonsense, Shiori." I said and hand her the magazine. "I do not want to remember what happened."

"Good morning. Take your seats." Their homeroom teacher entered the classroom. Everyone followed. "I will take the attendance later. I will introduce to you your new classmate from now on."

"New student? It's rare to have new student at this time." Shiori whispered. but i did not bother to look who is the new student. I just looked at the blue sky outside while playing my pen with my hand.

"I'm Chinen Yuri."

My pen fell from my hand when i heard that name. Who the hell in the world have the same name like that heartless moron? I slowly turned to see who our new classmate is. I was frozen when i saw him-- heartless moron.

The whole class started to fuss. But when he gave me a look, my world stopped and everything around me. I just came back to reality when Shiori poked me.

"Do you know him?" she asked, just to annoy me.

"i don't. Is he even a human being?" I hissed.

"Ne, yui-chan. There's a thin line between hatred and love. Why don't you try to erase it? It's the only way for you to enter the world of happiness."

I was silent for a moment. In a way, she has a point. But i do not want. "Where did you get those words, huh?" I just looked again outside the window. Shiori poked my once again.

"Yui-chan, is this the thing people called destiny?" she asked and her eyes seems to glitter. What's happening to her?

"Eh?"

She pointed the vacant seat on my right. My head struggle to process what she meant by those. Is destiny wants to play jokes on me? Then by the side of my eyes, i saw him heading my place.

***

After somewhat an eternity, class hours ended. I do not almost move during class. I felt stiff learning that he is my seat mate. Darn, how can destiny do this to me?

I, Shiori and He were the only ones inside the classroom. He is doing something but i don't want to know what is it. While I am still busy doing our homework. It's just an easy one so i decided to do it.

I was surprised when Shiori stood up with her bag. "Oh, wait. I'm just going to finish this. Im almost done." i said.

"Sorry, Yui-chan." She lowered her head. "I have to go to... err .. I have to go to.. to my dad's office. Yeah, yeah. I have to go to my dad's office because he called me up lthis morning. you go home without me. See you!" She then run outside our room.

"Shiori-chan, wait!" But no Shiori came back. How could she lie to me? Her father's office is in Germany. But my thoughts about it suddenly vanished when i learned that im alone inside the room with him. Without even glancing at him, i placed my things inside my bag as fast as i could. i was about to put my last notebook inside my bag and hurry to go home when a hand stopped mine.

***

*Chinen's POV*

I was standing in front of her and I was holding her hand. I need to talk to her. It’s been two years. She tried to get her hand back but I hold it more tightly. “Are you still mad?” She didn’t answer nor look at me. She’s looking at somewhere. I occupied the seat in front of her. “I guess you’re still mad.”

She finally looked to me. Anger can be seen in her eyes. What I did really made her to hate me. “Let go of my hand, please?” It’s more like a command though she used please. I want to explain myself to her. I want her to know my real feelings. How those two years of stardom became a nightmare when I’m not in front of the camera. Five minutes is enough.

I did not let go of her hand and hold it tighter this time, but with gentleness. I’ve hurt her before; I don’t want to do it again.

“You’re forgiven. Let me go.” She said. Obviously, it’s a lie. She smirked. “Chinen, I’m not angry anymore. Past is past.”

“I love you...” I muttered. She’s shock, of course. But her eyes became watery. I know those words are the words that she doesn’t want to hear again from me. I was really stupid back then. “I’m sorry I’ve hurt you before. I love you, for real.”

A teardrop fell from her eyes. She stood up and gets her hand back. She walked to the door.

Date: 2010-09-22 08:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] yuichan03.livejournal.com
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iLL wait for that ~ hahaha ~

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