Friday, March 16, 2007

Dude, it's a freakin' blizzard here! Suddenly, we got snow starting at like 1 this afternoon. It's 7:10pm right now and it's still snowing! It's supposed to snow into Saturday too...apparently we're gonna get like 6 to 9 inches of snow O.o We're getting more snow in March than we got in the winter! Something seems weird about that. Why can't it ever snow when I have school??? grrrr

I can't download anything from megaupload now for some reason...everytime I try my comp is like: "error - connection with the server was reset" and I'm left to stare at the screen and curse the living day lights out of my computer >.< I don't know what happened. My comp is connected to the internet, so I dunno anymore. Anyone have any ideas what's wrong? I could download stuff from megaupload 2 weeks ago, but suddenly it won't let me. =(

oh yeah, and here's some more of what I've written to my new PoT ^-^ I skipped around, so it's not really connected to the first half that I already posted.

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“Gah. I hate Valentine’s,” Asami grumbled as she lugged her bag with her to school. She had to see the Hyotei Gakuen boys’ tennis team after school and she wasn’t looking forward to it. “Atobe’ll make a big deal about this.” When she walked into her classroom, several of her girl classmates noticed how unusually large her bag was.

“Eh? Sakaki-san, why is your bag so…big?”

“It’s got extra cargo today.”

“Extra…ooh, are those chocolates? Who are they for?”

Suddenly Asami was being asked hundreds of questions about who her crush was and whatnot. She snorted. “I don’t have a crush on anyone. My uncle said I just have to give these to the junior high’s tennis team since I help them out all the time and stuff.”

“Eh??? So you don’t like anyone?”

“No.”

“Are you sure?”

Asami glared at everyone. “Yes. Now shut up and leave me alone.”

***

“You’re late, you know.”

Asami would have smacked Atobe with her enormous backpack if she didn’t think she’d be accused of abuse and assault with a deadly weapon. She flung the bag onto the bleachers and winced as they creaked under the weight.

“What the hell do you have in there?” he continued. “Bricks?”

“Yeah, I just randomly carry around bricks from time to time,” she snapped sarcastically.

“Ore-sama is not laughing.”

“Good. Gather everyone up.”

“Why?”

“Are you questioning me, brat?”

“Che. Someone’s angry.”

Asami sighed as she dug around in her bag, feeling embarrassed and furious. “Okay guys…because I’m a nice person—” (Atobe turned his laugh into a cough) “—I got a little something for you all. Don’t take it personally or whatever.” She took out the wrapped packages and stared at the names she had scribbled on them. “Atobe.” She roughly handed him the package, to which he gaped at her and then proceeded to examine the gift. “Oshitari.” She threw the package to the tensai, who caught it effortlessly. “Shishido. Ootori. Hiyoshi. Mukahi. Jiroh. And Kabaji.” She zipped up her bag and smirked at the confused looks the boys were giving her. “Happy Valentine’s Day, or whatever. I’m sure you guys got plenty of other crap from your fans, but oh well. You don’t need to keep them if you don’t want to. They’re just little things I whipped up.”

She turned to leave and was nearly killed by the weight of Gakuto and Jiroh glomping her from behind. “ARIGATOU, ASAMI-CHAN!!!” they both cried.

“Gah!!! Get off me! I’m gonna die! And who said you could call me Asami-chan?” she grumbled. “Treat your senpai with respect!”

Gakuto and Jiroh backed off, grinning widely. The other regulars seemed amused, or embarrassed as they came closer to thank Asami. Atobe was still quiet and hadn’t said anything since she had given him his gift. “These must have taken awhile to make,” Oshitari commented.

“Eh, not really,” Asami shrugged. “But you guys are really the only boys I know well enough to actually give valentine stuff to…so yeah. My uncle actually gave me the idea,” she added sheepishly.

“Looks like your White Day this year will be overflowing with gratitude,” the tensai smirked.

“Huh?”

“I’m sure everyone here will be getting you something for White Day next month.”

Asami raised her eyebrows. “You guys don’t have to do that. You probably get thousands of chocolates and stuff from all your fans anyway. You don’t need to get me anything.”

“Oshitari is right,” Atobe spoke up. Everyone turned to look at him. “We’re all going to have to do something for you on White Day.”

“Are you serious?” she groaned. “C’mon, it’s just chocolates and stuff. It’s not like I gave you guys priceless treasures.”

Atobe smirked. “Are you actually trying to be modest, Sakaki?”

“What’s wrong with that?” she said defensively. “Anyway, why are we still talking, let’s get to practicing!”

“No.”

“Excuse me?”

Atobe flicked his hair. “I’m declaring a day off.”

“Oh really? That’s nice. Too bad that I’m the one in charge of your practices.”

“Kabaji.”

“Ossu.”

Asami felt herself being picked up by the giant 2nd year and yelped. “Hey! Put me down! Kabaji, I gave you chocolates! C’mon! Atobe, tell him to put me down already! Please!”

Atobe snapped his fingers and watched as Kabaji dropped Asami onto the tennis court. He then gracefully walked down the bleachers and grabbed his racket. “You and I are going to play a match,” he stated.

Asami laughed. “Seriously? You want me to play against you?”

“Ore-sama is always serious.”

“Heh. Oshitari, hand me a racket, will ya?” She gave it a few practice swings. “I learned from my uncle, just so you know. I won’t go easy on you, just ‘cause you’re in junior high.”

“Ore-sama hates when people go easy anyway,” he replied airily. “Play at your full strength.”

“I plan to. Don’t cry when I beat you though.”

Atobe smiled. “Ore-sama doesn’t cry.”

“Good.”

The match started with Asami winning. Everyone had to admit she was very talented. But Atobe caught up and had even performed his Hametsu e no Rondo on her. Asami had been deeply impressed. It was a close match, with Asami leading 6-5. They had both decided there would be no tie-breaks in the event of a tie. Atobe smashed the tennis ball onto Asami’s side of the court and smiled.

“6 games all!” Oshitari called. “Tie!”

“That was fun,” Asami panted as she and Atobe walked towards the net. “I haven’t played that seriously against someone in a long time.”

“Ore-sama is glad to have proven to be a worthy opponent,” he replied.

“That was AWESOME, Asami-chan!” Jiroh shouted happily. “I didn’t know you were that good!”

She shrugged. “I’ve been playing since I could first hold a racket.” She went to grab a water bottle. She took a long drink and blinked as all the regulars crowded around her. “Can I help you?”

“We were hoping you could treat us somewhere today, Asami-san,” Ootori said smiling.

“Treat you where? I don’t exactly know my way around Tokyo that well.”

“Well…we talked it over and Atobe-san agreed. We’d like for you to take us to the amusement park.”

“Eh??? All of you?”

“If it’s all right.”

Asami sighed and watched the expectant (well, mostly Ootori, Gakuto, and Jiroh) faces of the boys. “Ah what the hell,” she sighed. “You guys are gonna change first, right? We can all meet at the entrance to the park in an hour, okay? Bring money if you want stuff, ‘cause I’m not wasting my cash.”

“Mou, Asami-chan,” Gakuto pouted. “You said you’d treat us.”

“Yeah, I said I’d bring you to the amusement park; I didn’t say I’d spend my money for you.” Gakuto, Jiroh, and Ootori frowned sadly. “I’m not your babysitter.”

“Don’t worry about the money, Sakaki. I will pay for the expenses,” Atobe said.

“You sure about that?”

“Yes.”

“Well…okay. I guess I’ll see you guys later.” She grabbed her bag and left.

Oshitari gave a deep sigh. “A shame she’s older than us, isn’t it?” he said dramatically.

Atobe looked at him. “Aa~? What are you implying?”

“Nothing, Atobe. Absolutely nothing.”

The other boy raised an eyebrow. “You’re lying, Oshitari.”

He smirked. “Yes I am.”

“You will tell Ore-sama what you meant later.”

“That all depends.”

***

“You’re taking them to the amusement park?” Asami’s uncle said. It was the first time she had really heard him shocked.

“Yeah, I guess even Atobe agreed,” Asami shrugged. “I promise to not keep them out past 10,” she added with a grin.

***

“I don’t know what you guys wanna do first,” Asami grumbled. “I don’t really wanna split up.”

“Afraid you might lose us?” Oshitari smirked.

“No.” There was pink on her cheeks that she was thankful no one had seen. “Okay, someone choose a ride.”

“Love Tunnel!” Jiroh cried.

Everyone stared at him. “But there’s only one girl, Jiroh,” Shishido pointed out.

“Well, we could all take turns,” he supplied.

Asami blinked. “You’ve gotta be kidding me.”

“It is Valentine’s Day, Asami-chan,” Gakuto said grinning.

“So?” Five minutes later found Asami in line for the ride with Jiroh first, since he had been the one to mention it. “I can’t believe I’m actually gonna ride this thing,” she muttered.

“This is gonna be GREAT!” Jiroh cheered. “I bet you guys wanted to be first!” he called to the others.

It was a good thing Asami couldn’t see their faces turn red. Atobe and Oshitari were the only two that didn’t seem to mind all that much. “Jiroh had an interesting idea,” Oshitari mumbled.

Atobe crossed his arms over his chest in annoyance. “Agreeing to come here was a mistake.”

“Why is that, Atobe? Afraid to be alone with Asami-han?”

The other boy glared at him. “Ore-sama is not afraid of anything.”

“Whatever you say.”

***

Inside the tunnel

“Ne, Jiroh, why’d you suggest this ride?” Asami asked as the ride progressed.

He yawned before answering, “Because it’s what everyone wanted. They were all just too shy to say anything.”

“Why would they want this?”

“You don’t know, Asami-chan?”

She shook her head. Jiroh leaned closer and whispered in her ear, “We like you.” He then rested his head on her shoulder and closed his eyes. “You don’t mind if I take a short nap on you, do you?”

“I…what?” Asami didn’t want to believe what she had just heard. The regulars liked her? She was glad it was dark in the ride. No one could see her face turning red. Once the ride was over, she nudged Jiroh awake and got off the ride, feeling very nervous. When she went to the see who her next riding partner would be, she couldn’t stop the strange butterfly feelings from coming into her chest. “So…who’s next?” she asked.

“Me!” Gakuto said happily. He latched onto her arm, making her cheeks burn furiously.

This is stupid! she thought. They’re younger than me! I’ve never had this sort of reaction around them before and suddenly I’m a blushing fangirl?! Jeez! Get it together, Sakaki Asami!

The ride with Gakuto was somewhat nerve-wracking as well. He was as hyper as usual, but as soon as the lights dimmed and they were really alone, he seemed to move a bit closer to her. Asami gulped. “Ne, Asami-chan?” he mumbled.

“Y-Yeah?”

“Do you like us?”

“Uh…eh…”

“Asami-chan?”

“I…do. I guess I do like you guys. You’ve grown on me a lot.”

She was sure the acrobatic red-head was smiling. “Good. ‘Cause you know…we like you too.”

Again with the confession?! COME.ON! You guys are making me blush like crazy! Asami was sure she would have fainted when just before the ride finished, Gakuto leaned over and kissed her cheek. She was sure her face was as red as his hair. Ootori volunteered to go with her next. She was glad, because he was the gentleman on the team and the sweetest boy she knew. She knew he wouldn’t try anything suspicious.

“I’m really glad you agreed to come on this ride, Asami-san,” he said softly as they went through the tunnel.

“Why is that, Ootori-kun?”

“Well…” She could see he was nervous. “…I was worried I’d never be able to go on this ride with the person I liked.”

For godssake! she shouted in her brain. Stop with the confessions! I get it! The regulars like me! “That’s…good.” What else am I supposed to say?

“I’m sorry, Asami-san. Have I made you uncomfortable?”

“No, not at all.” Yes, you have. And it’s only going to get worse, I just know it.

Once that ride was over with, Asami glanced around to see who her next riding partner would be. Atobe and Oshitari were talking to each other in low voices, so she assumed they didn’t want to ride yet. That left Hiyoshi and Shishido since she had heard that Kabaji wouldn’t be participating. Both boys looked at each other uncertainly, before Shishido pushed Hiyoshi forward.

“Shishido-senpai!” he growled, face bright red. He glanced up at Asami and quickly looked away. “L-Let’s just get on the stupid ride.” Asami nodded and felt somewhat more relaxed. She didn’t think she had to worry about a confession from Hiyoshi Wakashi. Boy was she wrong.

Halfway through the ride, after being quiet through the whole first half, Asami felt the 2nd year’s gaze on her and turned to look at him. The lights hadn’t dimmed yet, so she could see the small patches of pink on his cheeks. Oh no, she thought miserably. Not you too, Hiyoshi!

“Asami-san,” he mumbled.

“Yeah?” she replied nervously.

“I…um…” Apparently he was so nervous that he couldn’t even form the words. Poor kid. Asami felt a bit sad for him and placed a hand on his. That caused Hiyoshi to glance at her with wide eyes.

“It’s okay, Hiyoshi-kun. I kinda…know what you wanna say.” She had a particular soft spot for the kid, since he was very underappreciated by the other regulars. So, gathering up her dignity, she leaned over and kissed his cheek. If it was possible, his face turned a darker shade of red. By the end of the ride, she was afraid he would faint from shock.

Shishido came with her next, digging his hands into his pockets and trying to look all cool and badass. Asami saw through it. He put on a cold front, but she could tell he was just as nervous as Hiyoshi had been. “You’re supposed to take your hat off in here,” she muttered to him as they sat down in the ride.

“Whatever,” he said. “Aren’t the ride operators curious about why you keep coming back?”

“Yeah. I’m sure they’re sick of seeing me,” she chuckled. “I have to say, today was my first time actually on this ride. I never thought I’d be caught dead on it.”

“Same here.” He caught her eye and quickly turned away. “I-I mean, I didn’t really have a reason to come on this ride.”

Asami bit her lip. “And now?”

“Well I’m on it now, aren’t I?”

In Shishido language, that means he likes me. The rest of the ride was silent. Asami half-expected the brunette to do something other than frowning and trying to appear as if he didn’t like her at all. By the time the ride was over, Shishido had put his hat back on and was grabbing her hand with his own. Asami glanced down at their hands curiously.

Oshitari smirked when he saw Shishido and Asami come off the ride. “Look, Atobe. Shishido is blushing. That is so cute.”

“Shut up, Oshitari,” the diva snapped.

“Oh? Jealous?” Atobe glared at him. “Looks like it’s my turn now.” The tensai sauntered up to Asami. “Ready to go, Asami-han?” he said with a small bow.

She quirked a brow. “Are you always so gentlemanly, Oshitari?”

“I try to be.”

Asami really wasn’t sure what do when she and Oshitari sat down on the ride. He was a known womanizer in his school and she knew he had some weird fetish for legs. She visibly shuddered at that. She felt his arm wrap around her shoulders and she stiffened.

“Sorry. Do you not want me to do that?” he said.

“N-No, it’s fine.” She could feel her cheeks heating up. Deciding to make some sort of conversation, she mumbled, “So…are you farsighted or nearsighted?”

“Hmm?”

“Your glasses…”

“Oh.” He chuckled. “Actually, I have 20/20 vision. I just wear these for…aesthetic reasons.”

Asami blinked. He didn’t need glasses? He just wore them…to look cool? “You’re a strange guy, Oshitari.”

“Perhaps.”

She could feel his attention turn towards her legs, which were covered by her long shorts. “Stop trying to ogle my legs,” she growled.

“Just one peek?” he said innocently.

“You’re a pervert.”

There was a long pause. “I’m sure everyone else has said the same thing…so I won’t repeat them.”

“Oshitari?”

He leaned closer and very gently brushed his lips against hers. Asami felt her breath hitch in her throat. He pulled back with a smirk. “I’ve wanted to do that for while now,” he admitted.

Asami thought for sure her head would explode from all the blood rushing to it at that moment. She couldn’t form any sort of coherent sentence. When the ride finished, she let the navy-haired boy lead her out of the tunnel before bringing her face-to-face with Atobe Keigo.

“Let’s get this over with,” the dark-haired diva snapped. Asami mirrored his feelings. She didn’t want to be alone with him. They sat down opposite each other on the ride and stared off in different directions. Atobe was actually the first to break the silence. “So what did Oshitari do to you?”

“What?”

“You were like a zombie when you came outside. What did he do?”

She shrugged. “He kissed me.”

She wasn’t positive, but Atobe actually looked…angry about that. “Where?” he grumbled.

“Right here.” She pointed to her lips and inwardly grinned. Atobe’s blue eyes widened. “Why do you care?”

“I don’t,” he said coolly. “He just needs to learn to keep his lips to himself.”

Asami smiled. “Aww, worried about me, Atobe?”

“No.” The lights dimmed suddenly. “Your tennis style is very good,” she heard him mumble.

“Thanks,” she replied, feeling her cheeks heat up slightly. He couldn’t see her blush, so she didn’t try to hide it.

“I…also tried one of the chocolates you made when I went home earlier.”

“And?”

“It was…exquisite.”

“Exquisite? That’s an interesting way to describe it.”

“It’s the truth,” he added softly. Asami didn’t know why they were talking and NOT arguing for once. The ride was coming to an end. Asami felt Atobe shift closer to her for some reason. “Sakaki…” he started.

“What?”

“Can you see me?”

“Not really. It’s too dark. Why?”

She was given no warning as she felt warm lips press to hers. Her eyes widened as she felt Atobe’s weight on her. He pressed her against the side of the ride, kissing her gently. His hands held her face and touched her hair. Asami didn’t know what to do. Atobe had continually said he hated her and she him. Now he was kissing her? She didn’t have experience with kissing, but she could tell that he was very good. He let out a very soft moan as he pulled away, breathing deeply.

“What the hell was that about?” she asked, touching her lips.

“Wasn’t it obvious, aa~?” he drawled. He leaned in again and started kissing at her neck. “Ore-sama has never wanted someone so desperately as he does now,” he whispered against her ear.

“Atobe, we’re on a ride. And it’s about to end.”

“It doesn’t matter.” He started to nip at her ear lovingly. Asami felt tingles running all along her body. She gently pushed him away.

“It does. We can talk about this later. Right now, would you please get off me?”

He sighed heavily before sitting beside her. “I’m not such a kid now, aa~?” he smiled.

Asami gave him an annoyed look. “No, you’re still a kid. A kid that can kiss really well though.”

He seemed somewhat satisfied. “Ore-sama has never kissed anyone before.”

“Really? So I should feel honored?”

The lights turned back on at that time. Atobe was smirking at her. She saw that his cheeks were slightly pink and felt a sense of immense pride all of a sudden. I caused the great Atobe Keigo to blush, she thought grinning. Man, so many girls would KILL to be in my place right now.

“You should,” he said, answering her previous question.

The ride stopped and the two stood up to leave. “All right then,” she replied with a shrug. She smiled and leaned forward to kiss his cheek. Atobe’s cheeks burned furiously, but he tried to hide it. They left the ride, making everyone else curious to know what happened while inside the tunnel. Oshitari gave Atobe a calculating look as the diva walked towards him, desperately trying to hide his blush.

Something happened in there, he thought with a knowing look. I doubt either of them will speak about it though.

“So what do you guys wanna do next?” Asami asked, cutting into his thoughts.

“ROLLAR COASTER!” Gakuto and Jiroh shouted in unison, to which the others groaned.

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And that's all I've got for now. I still don't have any definite couples. Right now, it can be anyone of the Hyotei boys, minus Kabaji =P Hehe, it makes me laugh how well my brother knows me. I was rewatching some PoT episodes and mentioned that I wanted to download my fave eps and he was like: "wait, let me guess what they are. I don't know the exact numbers though." me: "which eps?" "All the episodes with Atobe." "Hehe, yep. You know me so well! ^-^"

I'm trying to think up a good White Day scene for Asami and the Hyotei boys...maybe Atobe holds a ball at his mansion and all the boys dance with her or something. I made a doll at dollwizard of Asami in casual wear and a dress (she's not happy about that =P)

I love reading about the little quirks or hobbies about the PoT boys...like Oshitari's love for romance movies...and the fact that he has perfect vision but he wears glasses just to look cool. Also that he likes girls with nice legs...that one gets me everytime.

So um...bye I guess. I got nuthin' else to say.

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