I smiled inwardly thinking about the shy Japanese man. Eliza and I met him when we were shopping at our local manga store. Eliza had to actually bust my door down and drag me out of my room since I was so scared of meeting new faces (I just recently moved in with her for the rest of the school year that day). Eventually after a lot of bribing, she managed to take me out shopping so long as she buys me chocolate, chinese food, and go on an anime marathon. That was how we met.
I was sitting on a booth in a(n apparently popular) chinese restaurant at the mall. According to Eliza, this place not only served authentic chinese cuisine, but the infamous martial arts club leader Yao Wang's family actually owned the place- successfully drawing in more customers considering he's VERY popular. Why were we here again? Oh yeah, I was hungry and was craving Chinese food. As I heaved out a sigh for the umpteenth time, I noticed Eliza let one out of her own.
"(y/n), this is the (insert huge number here) time that you have let out a depressed sigh. Cheer up! You're starting to make me all depressed as well, you know. Besides, you wanted chinese, and this place serves the best in town!"
"I know, I just don't like the attention, you know?" I say, nervously playing with my (favorite casual attire).
"No, I don't" she deadpans. "Honestly, I don't get why you're like that, being shy DOES NOT help you get through high school, you know?"
"I know, but-" I was cut off as Yao himself walked up to our table in a waiter's outfit along with a pencil and scratchpad.
"你好！我是王均瑤，我今天可以讓你可愛的女士們?" “Nǐ hǎo! Wǒ shì wángjūnyáo, wǒ jīntiān kěyǐ ràng nǐ kě'ài de nǚshìmen?" "Hello! I'm Wang Yao, what can I get you lovely ladies today?" (a/n: I got lazy bare with me here he said it twice, once in chinese and the next in english. Also, yes, I used google translate)
Eliza smiled brightly. "Hey Yao! I'll have my regular, please, (y/n), how about you? My treat, remember?" She said, though I can clearly tell that if I order too much she'll pull off her frying pan move later on me judging by her eyes.
I fidgeted in my seat before stuttering out my order of (fave chinese food that doesn't cost much) and (fave drink NOT alcohol). Yao soon left to ring up our orders not too long afterwards.
(timeskip to after the meal)
“謝謝你今天和我們一起吃飯！有一天老鴇的一個偉大的休息!” “Xièxiè nǐ jīntiān hé wǒmen yīqǐ chīfàn! Yǒu yītiān lǎobǎo de yīgè wěidà de xiūxí!” "Thank you for dining with us today! Have a great rest of the day madams!" A cheery woman wearing a red mandarin dress shirt and black pants greeted us as we left the place in both English and Mandarin. (Her outfit along with all the waitresses and "greeters" is basically a more feminine version of China's red casual attire in the anime minus the long sleeves)
As we left the restaurant, Eliza started blabbing nonstop about how her crush, Roderich Edelstein, was more obsessed with the piano and how he may never get around to asking her out in time for prom session, which was only a good 4 months away. Little did she know though, Roderich was only "obsessing" over the piano so he can learn enough love songs to play for her during the Big Night. How do I know? He is the leader of the Music Club, and being a member, it was only a matter of time before I found out.... Sadly he made me swear on my life to not tell anyone.
When we finally arrived at the manga store, there were quite a few people there. Not a lot, but not so little that the owners would end up earning very little money that day. Just enough for me to be myself without constantly having to act like a shadow.
Ditching Eliza, who was by now on her way to the Yaoi section, I made my way on over to the (fave anime genre NOT yaoi, yuri is fine, but plz bare with me here) section of the store, only to bump into someone who was on their way out...successfully tripping over in the process.
「ああ、私は、私が行っていたところ申し訳ありませんを見ていませんでしたよ」 `Ā , watashi wa, watashi ga okonatte ita tokoro mōshiwakearimasen o mite imasendeshita yo' "Ah, I'm sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going" (he only said it in Japanese this time)
"Please forgive me. That was my fault. Are you okay, miss?" A voice with a noticeable Japanese accent said, this time in English, before a white gloved hand was offered to help me up. Looking up, I saw two dark chocolate orbs, devoid of emotions, but upon closer examination I was able to spy what seemed to be worry and concern swimming in them.
"Miss? Are you okay?" I had been so lost in his eyes that I had failed to notice that I was still on the floor. Face heating up to a shade that can easily rival that of a tomato's, I hastily pushed myself off of the floor and began my awkward apologies.
"Ah, I-I-I'm s-s-s-so s-s-orry sir! I-I-I was-n't watch-ching w-wh-where I was goingand-" He cut me off with a friendly smile and a wave of his hand. Though I might as well have just imagined that smile since it was gone in a flash.
"It's not a problem. I was partly at fault as well. I apologize." He said, giving me a respectful bow. When did he reach past arms length again?
"Ah, it's no problem, I'm (y/n). (y/n) (l/n)" I said, holding out a hand for him to shake. "Nice to meet you...?"
"Kiku. Kiku Honda. And likewise." He said, offering me another bow. Taking the gist of his actions, I hesitantly put my arm down, guessing that he doesn't want to shake it. I could've sworn I saw him give out a small smile at that.
An awkward silence followed,broken by the one and only Elizabeta Herdervary herself.
"(Y/N)!! WHERE ARE YOU?!?! IT'S ALMOST TIME TO GO!!!"
"Ah!!! I'm sorry, I completely forgot about Eliza. Please excuse me." I said, trying to get to the manga section that has my books in it. Only to be stopped by Kiku.
"(y/n)-san, are you friends with Elizabeta-san?" He asks, face showing curiosity.
To be completely honest here, I was surprised that he knew Eliza. Maybe he went to our school?.. I can't really tell. All I care about are my precious anime and grades. I never really pay that much attention to the crowd.
"Hey (y/n) there you a- Oh! Kiku! Hi!" Eliza cut herself off mid-sentence and looked at us with a shocked expression.
「こんにちはエリザさんが、私は行くしなければならないことを恐れている。学校であなたの両方を参照してください。」 `Kon'nichiwa Eriza-san ga, watashi wa iku shinakereba naranai koto o osorete iru. Gakkō de anata no ryōhō o sanshō shite kudasai. ' "Hello Eliza-san, but I'm afraid that I must be going. See you both at school." (Only Japanese this time)
"Kon'nichiwa. I'm sorry for keeping you both up. But I must be going. Till next time." With that, he left the manga store, leaving both me and Eliza quite dumbfounded.
(back to the present)
That fateful day was 4 months ago. Kiku, despite being part of the popular crowd along with the rest of his friends and family, was a completely honest otaku. I kinda admire that about him. People seem to accept him for who he is, but if I was in his place, I'd probably be made fun of for as long as I live. Nevertheless, he and I became really close friends. He gave me his contact just a week after that encounter. We have been messaging/calling each other everyday since then. Oh how I wish it could be more...
The sudden, familiar ding of my phone alerted me of a new message.
"From: Honda Kiku"
"Hey, (y/n)-san, do you have a date for the prom yet?"
'Ah, no. To be honest, I really don't think I'll be going...' It was true, sadly I'd much rather stay home instead of go to the Big Event.
"Any chance you might change your mind?"
That was weird, is he implying he wants to ask me out? No, it can't be, Kiku would never fall for a girl as simple as me. Shaking my head sadly, I tried to clear my brain of his warm, chocolate brown eyes, his angelic soft voice, his lush raven black hair, his-
Oops.. I forgot that I was on the phone.
'Ah, sorry Kiku. But I have to go. You should, too. Tomorrow's Monday, after all.
"Ah, okay... See you tomorrow (y/n)-san. Goodnight."
Closing my phone, I tried to get some sleep, only for Kiku to constantly fill my dreams...
Giving out a sigh, I re-read (y/n)'s messages over and over again. She had ignored me after I asked her whether she will change her mind about going to prom. Weird. She always answers my texts. Strange as it may sound, I have developed feelings for the (h/c)-rette. She was an otaku, had good grades, had a caring and generous personality, and she seems to respect everybody's personal space. Although she would gladly return a hug or any other form of affection shown to her. Sighing in ecstasy as I entered my dreamland of the girl, I was caught by surprise when Alfred bust my bedroom door open. (a/n: i know, i just love it when doors break, mmkay? plz bare with me)
"DUDE!!! KIKU!! HAVE YOU ASKED (Y/N) OUT TO PROM YET?!?!?!?!" Alfred yelled, quite loudly might I add.
"No, Alfred-kun. Also, could you please quiet it down? It's night time. Also, I don't like her like that..." Lies.
Alfred raised a brow at that. "Bro, it's clear as day that you like her. What with the goo-goo eyes and all..." I gasped. If even Alfred can tell, does it mean that everyone knows?!?! Does (y/n) know?!?!
"....Buuuuttt... to be honest.. I don't think she knows yet... girl's smart, but she's got no eye for this sort of thing.."
I gave a sigh.. at least my secret's still safe.. "But listen, everyone knows of your crush on her, kay? Everyone except her. So we all decided to help you ask her out!!"
I paled. Once Alfred sets his mind on something, it's settled. This will not end well...
"Don't worry bro! All the arrangements have been settled. All you gotta do is write a few notes!!"
(the next day)
Arriving at school, I noticed that people were staring at me more often. Many were whispering to each other. Mostly along the lines of "Is she the girl whose locker is (locker number)? Man, she must be so lucky!" and "I wish I was her.." and "Is she (y/n) (l/n)? Wasn't she in our science class?" What was going on? My answer came when an over-excited Elizabeta came out of nowhere and dragged me to my locker.
"WHAT THE FUDGE IS THIS?!?!!?!" I cried out, the path to my locker was filled with soft (f/c) and (2/f/c) streamers, balloons, confetti, and various plushies, so much so that the janitor was called in to help clean up the mess. Luckily none of my stuff was touched. However, there was a small note taped to my locker door saying, "There will be more tomorrow, and basically the entire week. I hope you like them!!"
Something similar happened today, in all of my classes, members of the baking club, led by none other than Ludwig Beilschimdt and Elizabeta, each gave me a dozen of my favorite cupcakes.. which I used to hand out to Eliza and her friends, keeping only 2 dozen with me (I had a total of 1200 cupcakes). By the end of the day, there was a lone beautifully designed cupcake in (f/c) and (2/f/c) on my desk at my last class, attached with a note saying. "I hope you love them. More will come tomorrow."
Roderich and the rest of the music club were all acting weird today. I finally found out why at lunch.
"This is for a fellow music club member, (y/n) (l/n), as someone had requested we do this today." Roderich boldly announced before leading the rest of my club members into a medley of my favorite love songs all during lunch... Now I know why he asked me that question.
Every single member of the art club that I saw that day gave me paintings and sketches of myself that they had apparently done in a hurry, but all were nevertheless beautiful. By the end of the day, the leader, Feliciano, handed me a small portrait of myself in a ball gown.. along with a letter. "Tomorrow will be the last surprise, I hope you find them all appealing."
(Day 5, Friday)
My locker was decorated in beautiful red and soft pink roses grown by the gardening club themselves.. along with small ivy vines elegantly snaking down the sides. There was a bouquet of my favorite flowers there, along with a note saying "Meet me at the back of the school when classes are over by the sakura trees. I'll be waiting for you. Signed, Kiku."
I ran past the crowd of people towards the trees, as the note asked me to. My mind in its own little world. Kiku was a part of this? This was HIS doing? That explains why the person knew about all my favorite things. Only Kiku, Eliza, and my parents knew. But why would he do this....? My question was answered when a pair of arms wrapped around my waist to stop me from moving. I had apparently reached my destination already.
"(y/n)-san, I know that you hate crowds, but could you please do me the honor of becoming my date tomorrow? Ever since we met, you would constantly fill my thoughts. My heart beats faster when I am near you. Your kind words and angelic smile had broken my walls, and I couldn't ask for anything else if you were mine. Please, (y/n)? Please be my girlfriend?"
Looking up at Kiku, I could see how honest he was. Eyes filling with tears, I nodded my head up and down at my new boyfriend. "YES!!"
Grinning at me with a genuine smile, Kiku leaned his head on my shoulders, and together we watched the stars shine bright.
"Why are you touching me? I thought you hated physical contact."
(It was then that Kiku snapped out of his stupor that was apparently caused by Alfred and Yao drugging his takoyaki with a love potion made by none other than Arthur Kirkland because he was still too shy in asking (y/n) out. He promptly turned redder than Antonio's tomatoes before turning into a blushing, stuttering mess. In which our beautiful (y/n) found cute and therefore gave him a chaste kiss on the lips. The End)