Another Blossom in My Heart | By : Kinni Category: +. to F > CLAMP Views: 2447 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Summary: What if Suoh never got his three months’
memory back? Would this be the chance for Nokoru to finally earn a bigger spot
in his heart?
Disclaimer: Clamp Gakuen Tantei, its characters, settings and events are © CLAMP. No
copyright infringement is intended with the authoring of this story.
Warnings: *Shounen-ai. Yaoi. Don’t
like, don’t read. Suoh/Nagisa fanatics out to flame
me, not welcome…you wouldn’t find Suoh/Nagisa here.
*Slight OOC- I’m not really a CCD
super fan, co I wouldn’t know them that well…if you see something that makes
you go, “What the-? Suoh/Nokoru/whoever wouldn’t do that…EVER!” please tell me…we’ll
see what we can do about it.
*Feminine guy. Don’t like feminine
guy/macho guy? Well I sure as hell won’t be putting a macho guy/macho guy here,
so better leave before it’s too late…
Another Blossom in My Heart
Kin’ni
“Kaichou[1]!”
yelled Takamura Suoh, Clamp Gakuen
Chuugaku Jigyoubu[2]’s blue-haired
secretary as he strode through the kaigishitsu[3],
the double doors ricocheting off the wall with the force of which they were
opened with.
Imonoyama Nokoru, the Student
Council’s blond-haired, blue-eyed genius of a President looked up, startled. “Doushite[4],
Suoh?” he queried gently, getting ready to flass bes best friend cum bodyguard
a winning smile, just in case.
Suoh sighed in exasperation, coming to a halt in front of
Nokoru’s desk. Spreading his hands on the wide expanse of the President’s desk,
he spoke. “I though we had an agreement that you’d finish these first,” he
said, gesturing absently at the several ceiling-high wobbly stacks of paperwork
surrounding the delicate blonde, “before you can go out and buy some sweets.”
“Oh…ano…well, I didn’t go out,”
Nokoru answered with wide, innocent eyes.
“Oh?” Suoh quirked an
eyebrow. “Then I suppose you’d tell me now that you’ve evolved from being a
fortuneteller into a magician all of a sudden, now?”
“Mahoutsukai[5]?”
asked Nokoru, blonde eyebrows drawn together in confusion; head delicately
tilted in question.
“Well, that would
explain how you came to have those
beside you right now, when we both know perfectly well that Akira is off on an
early vacation with his mothers in the Caribbean,” Suoh said, golden eyes glancing pointedly at the large platter of
ridiculously diabetes-causing pastries and sweets perched by Nokoru’s pale arm.
Nokoru gave out a small, melodic laugh of surprise,
realization and nervousness. “Oh! Those weren’t…um, I didn’t magic them here,
Suoh, but I didn’t go out and buy them, either. I swear!”
“Alright, I believe you, but how did you get those?” he
narrowed his xanthous gaze on the elfin face in front
of him.
“Oh, er,” Nokoru squirmed in his
seat then purged on, winning smile on his face. “I had those delivered,” he
said, bringing his index fingers together repeatedly.
Suoh sweat-dropped.
* * * * * * * * * * * * *
Creak. Whizz. Thud.
Creak. Whizz. Thud. Creak. Whizz. Thud.
Suoh wiped his brow as much as he could through his yugake[6] as
he set down his yumi[7]
carefully. He was done with Kyudo[8]
practice for today. Ten out of ten ya[9] on
the mato[10] bullseye wasn’t bad, really.
Stepping outside to the water fountains, he splashed his
face with the cold water. Invigorating, he thought wearily. He saw a blur of
white through the corner of his eye. Curious, he trailed the petite figure to a
sakura[11]
tree, darting behind a bush to remain hidden.
Suoh watched with bated breath as the elven
creature lowered its white, lacy parasol to reveal the most beautiful girls he
had ever seen. His heart dingding fast against his ribcage he got up from his
hiding place and cautiously approached the goddess in front of him, taking in
her blonde waist-length waves, her petite frame under a flowing, shimmery white
dress, her white, porcelain-like skin, her delicate hands encased in supple stunningly
white gloves.
Suoh cleared his throat and gasped as eerily familiar
doe-like blue eyes turned to him for the first time. Time stood frozen as blue
met gold under the steady, soft rain of sakura
blossoms fluttering gracefully in a sensual dance to the ground.
Then, blue eyes widened and the graceful blonde creature
looked away, a tint of red on her cheeks, and turned to leave.
“Wait!” cried Suoh, reaching out to grasp her wrist.
The blonde turned to face Suoh. “Yes?”
Again, that familiarity about her-it only intensified with
hearing her voice. Somewhere in the back of Suoh’s head, he knew he knew this
person from somewhere, though he couldn’t remember at the moment.
Suoh let go of her hand and wiped his sweaty palm on the
sides of his hakama[12].
Suddenly, he felt very hot inside his keikogi.[13]
“Please don’t go. I just want to talk. I’ve seen you at the pet
show a few months ago, but I’m sure you’re not a student here. Who are you?”
“Oh, er, I’m Imo-er, Iimitzu Namiko.
I’m from here, though,” the blonde beauty said, extending her hand with a warm
smile.
His heart skipping a beat, Suoh took the proffered hand,
shaking it-along with the unwelcome thoughts that that dazzling smile was even
more familiar yet. “Where here?”
“Oh, you know, around…” Namiko
trailed off, pulling her hand back gently.
Suoh wanted to press for a definite answer, but thought
against it. He didn’t want to scare her off, since she obviously was
uncomfortable around him already. “What are you doing here anyway?”
“Oh, well, Ohkawa-Kaichou of the Kindergarten
Department needed help with some things.”
“Oh? What things, if you don’t mind?” Suoh queried, sitting
on the grass and fallen sakura blossoms and leaning
back against the tree trunk, his legs stretched out in front of him.
Namiko sat down gracefully beside
Suoh, smoothing out her full skirt and tucking her legs partly beneath her to
one side. “Well, she was organizing a ramp modeling benefit show, but
mo
models couldn’t make it today. Their flight was cancelled, from what I
gathered, due to a snowstorm. So, Utako-chan asked me
if I could fill in. Since I wasn’t really doing anything, I agreed as a favor
to a dear friend and a lady,” she answered truthfully.
“And
a lady?” Suoh asked, wondering why it would make such a difference to
this girl if the favor was asked by a lady.
“Oh, elE>er,” she flushed. “Well, you
know, ano…it’s a girl thing?” she said, unsure and
hoping she sounded convincing.
If Suoh doubted her answer, he didn’t show it. He just sat
there, content to be in the presence of the uncannily beautiful fairyide
ide
him. Somehow, this whole situation struck him as familiar,
only, the flowers raining through in the back of his mind were purple, not
pink. In a spasm of pain, he clutched at his head, the headache splitting him
open from the inside, until he was nearly doubled over.
Namiko crouchedfronfront of him,
her hands over his, peering at him with concerned eyes the color of the sky on
a clear summer day. “Suoh, daijobu
ka[14]?”
Suoh continued rocking back and forth for a few more moments
before sitting back, head thrown back and lips slightly parted, taking in desperate
gulps of air. “Hai, daijobou desu[15].”
Then, his golden eyes widened in
realization. “How did you know my name?”
&nbso:p>o:p>
“Oh,” Namiko fidgeted slightly, “you
told me.”
“I didn’t,” Suoh countered, his
voice soft but sure.
“Well, you’re very popular, Takamura-kun.
How could a simple girl like me not know a heartthrob like you?” she said,
smiling and flushing slightly.
Suoh flushed, temporarily forgetting his suspicion. Standing
up and brushing grass and sakura blossoms off his hakama, he bent and offered Namiko
a yugake-covered hand. “Do you want to take a walk?”
“Oh,” Namikoclass=MsoEndnoteReference>[16],”
Namiko replied.
“Oh, I’m in eight grade,” supplied
Suoh conversationally. “Ano…Namiko-san,
would you-would…if you wouldn’t mind…maybe-if it’s not too much to ask, maybe…we
could meet again sometime. You know, just to eat or take a walk, or something,”
Suoh finally got out, blushing furiously, looking away slightly.
Namiko’s eyes widened for a moment
before she smiled sadly and said, “I’m sorry, Takamura-kun,
I’m afraid I can’t.”
Suoh’s face fell. “Is it someone else? Something I said,
perhaps? If it’s too soon for you, I understand.”
“Oh, no…there isn’t someone else. It’s not you, either…it’s
just…well, I just can’t. Honto ni gomenasai[17].
I have to go,” she said softly before hitching up her skirt and running off
before Suoh could even register what she was doing.
Blinking, Suoh coonlyonly stare after her as she ran, with
her back to him, to the sunset. She looked like and angel,
dressed in white and bathed in pinkish light. His sakura
blossom fairy, that’s what she was.
Something near the trunk oe class=MsoEndnoteReference>[18]
[1]
President
[2] Clamp
Campus High School
Division
[3] council
room
[4] What is
it?
[5] Magician
"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;
mso-bidi-language:AR-SA'>[6] Kyudo gloves
[7] Japanese
bow made of bamboo
[8] Japa
Ar
Archery
[9] arrows,
usually made of bamboo
[10] target
[11] cherry blossom
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