Ren was very uneasy that morning. Not only that Bridgette was out of sight, she didn't answered his calls, and Aki was his biggest rival, but due to what Aimi had told him.
What's wrong with me? he asked himself. The way she stared at me, does it have something to do with my hair?
He looked at their classmate Chiaki and asked her if there's something wrong with his looks.
"No, it's perfect!" She batted her eyes to Ren, who had expected that answer. "You could pass as Shin chan's brother!"
"Huh? Shin chan?"
"You know, the vocalist of XYZ. Gosh! Are you sure that Shuuichi is your brother?"
"XYZ..."
"They sang Love/Hate, and it was on the top of the Oricon this week! I feel like I'm talking to him right now because of you!"
"Oh, them. I remember." He turned around and walked away, completely ignoring Chiaki. Fangirls, he thought.
"Fangirl?" An idea struck him. Could it be Bridgette is an XYZ fan, and seeing me might result to her goin' nuts about me?
That improved Ren's mood.
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Seiran quickly finished his lunch and went straight to the library. He'd been hiding from Onimura sensei; he was asking him to perform Liszt's Liebestraum no.2 for the upcoming school concert.
He's looking for a random book to borrow when he received an email from Aki, asking where he is. "Stupid Tachibana. How many times do I have to tell him to call instead of emailing me."
Seiran leaned against the shelf, figuring his phone. He's not in good terms with electronic gadgets; it usually takes him five minutes to send a 160 character text. He didn't noticed Bridgette approaching him.
"Uh, Mizuki san," she said, staring at him.
"Don't bother me, I'm busy."
"Get out of my way, then."
He ignored her and continued composing the mail. Bridgette kept her eyes at him.
"Oi Mizuki-"
"I said do not disturb me, do whatever you want, just leave me alone!"
"Oh..."
Bridgette moved closer to him, close enough that she's just an inch away from Seiran. His eyes widened, cheeks burning as he could trace a mild lavender scent in her hair. She extended her hand up, reaching for something above him.
They were now at 0 inch proximity.
"W-what are you doing?" he asked, avoiding her face a couple of inch away from his. He could feel his heart thumping real fast, ready to take a race out of his chest.
"I'm getting a book." She almost whispered when she said that in his ear. He could feel her softness and warmth enclosing him.
If someone sees us like this...
"I can't reach it."
"Ah, mou..."
While his hands a bit shaky from nervousness, he held her waist and gently pushed her away. He can't deny to himself that she does have the curves, and that she's almost perfect for his taste.
Bridgette just innocently stared at him, making his blood shot up rapidly.
"Hey, don't you do that again! It's... It's dangerous!"
"Haaa?!"
"You could've just ask me to move instead of getting too close to me without a warning." Seiran explained. His voice was barely audible, his face bright red. He looked away from her.
Bridgette frowned. She stepped closer to him again. Seiran found himself staring to a familiar set of eyes. Did she got a lot more prettier than yesterday?
"Are you stupid? I did asked you to move because you are blocking my way. You told me not to disturb you, and to do whatever I wanted," she said, her pink lips pouting. She sheepishly grinned at him. "So I tried getting my book."
Seiran immediately stepped aside while Bridgette began reaching the top shelf for the book she needed. She raised her heels and even jumped but still she could reach it.
"They don't have to put the books six feet high," she complained. She then turned to Seiran, who's obviously trying to stop himself from laughing.
"What's funny?"
"Just seeing you really drives me crazy," he said, getting the book for her. "Here." Bridgette blushed when he gave it to her.
"Have you sent it?" she asked.
"Send what?"
"The email."
Seiran looked at his phone; his message had been erased when she went close to him.
"Do I look like I had it sent? Maybe if you didn't disturbed me, I did. Its hard to make an email, and you ruined it!"
Bridgette was instantly annoyed by his arrogance. She turned around and started to walk away from him when she felt a hand over her shoulder.
"Where are you going?" Seiran shyly asked. He noticed that he's becoming very impulsive lately and sometimes his actions are something he does not understand at all.
"I'm going where there's no senpai like you." Bridgette said, smiling sarcastically to him. He then reached for her hands and put his phone in it. Bridgette looked at him, confused.
"Please teach me how to use that phone properly." He said, smiling at her.
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"He must be in here," Aki said while checking on his phone. Seiran hasn't replied to his emails, maybe he should've just called him.
"Ah, so that's how it is..." He heard Seiran's voice behind the shelves. Is he with someone?
"I can't believe you're such a dummy with these stuff," the second voice said. "You've got an HD front cam, huh?"
Aki stopped walking. He recognised the voice just now. It was Bridgette's. Happiness and excitement now blends inside him.
I need to see her.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
"Taking our photo..."
"Chotto-"
Click!
"Kawaii!! Don't you dare erase this! I look cute in here!"
"Like I know how to erase it!"
"Bridgette?" Aki said, confused on why the two of them are together.
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Seiran and Bridgette both jumped at their feet when Aki called to them. Seiran was still holding her hand as they were arguing about his mobile phone.
"Wari na Tachibana. I can't send the message because of this noisy girl." Seiran said to Aki while staring at grinning Bridgette.
Aki just nod at them, while Bridgette has turned to Aki, looking intently at him. Her heart's beating a little faster: he's calling her by her first name now.
"You haven't answered any of my mails." He walked towards her. "I was so worried about you."
"I... I forgot my phone in my parents' house." she lied. She had read his mails all along, but was so anxious to answer as she was felt something is developing between the two of them.
Seiran just looked at the two. She's still holding his phone, clutching to it tightly.
"Ah mou! If you're going to talk to Miss Noisy, do it outside."
"Mizuki, you shouldn't be talking that way to your kouhai..."
"What's with your good senpai attitude?"
Bridgette watched the two argue over a nonsense topic. She then looked at Seiran's phone; their picture was just too cute she made it his mobile theme while they were busy.
"Hai!!! That's it! No need to argue about that, okay?" Bridgette said, smiling at the two. She gave the phone to Seiran.
"If you weren't so noisy, I could've send that email..."
"Mizuki, just when will you speak properly to your kouhai?"
"What's wrong with that? What's with your role model senpai attitude?" And their arguments about the same thing started over again. Bridgette sighed.
"Cycles do repeat, hmm?"
She began to walk away while the two keeps on nagging at each other. "Hey! Where are you going?" Seiran asked. Bridgette suddenly stopped, and for some unexplained reason, she feels like she's having a dokidoki with Seiran.
Stay calm... Don't add him to the party mix.
"I'm going to a place where there're no noisy senpais so my mind will be in peace!" And she dashed out of the library. Aki was just dumbfounded.
"Baka onna." Seiran said, smiling, not aware of his friend's jealous look towards him.
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"Yo, Aimi chan." Ren called to Aimi, who just got back from her lunch. "Can we talk for a minute?"
"Uh, sure. Let me guess- it's about Bridgette, right?"
"Am I that obvious?" he asked. His face is turning pink that Aimi starts laughing at him. "Baka, don't laugh at me!"
"Sorry. What is it that you wanted to ask?"
"You said that it's a wrong move to make my hair look like this..."
"Absolutely."
"Why?"
"Because at a glance, you sure look like him."
"Who?"
Aimi didn't answer, like she's calculating her words. She could trace anxiety in Ren's face. You did it again, huh, Yui?
"Please answer me."
"Why should I tell you?"
"Because it's bothering me." Curiosity stresses Ren more, especially when Aimi hints that she's hiding something from him.
"I can't just go here and spill my bestfriend's secrets, right?" Aimi said. "You know, trust issues."
"Does it have something to do with that XYZ guy?"
Aimi's eyes widened when he said that. There's no way he knows about that.
"Am I right?" he asked her again.
"H- what does they have to do with this? I mean, come on, there are three guys in XYZ."
"Really? I'm talking about the one who looks like me." Now shock was drawn in Aimi's face, no matter how she tried her best to conceal it. She then gave him a nervous laugh. I will be killed for this! she thought.
"Hey, what's the big deal if Bridgette is a big fan of XYZ? Every girl here surely loves them- no point of hiding that she's a fangirl." Ren's smile was so wide Aimi's eyes almost went blank.
"Who's a fangirl?"
Ren turned around upon hearing Bridgette's voice. He was so delighted he almost hugged her. Wow, she's extra cute today, he thought, cheeks pinkish, his eyes smile with him.
"Shinji..."
"You two look surprisingly perfect." Aimi commented, laughing at them. "You think so?" Ren happily asked. But that happiness drowned as soon as he saw Bridgette frowning at him.
"Nanda- it's only you..." Bridgette disappointedly said. She then started walking towards their classroom.
"You expecting someone else?♡" Aimi asked, teasing her. Bridgette just put on a pokerface. "I'm not. No chance of that moron showing up here."
"You don't like my hair?" Ren looked depressed when he asked Bridgette. "Stupid hairdresser. Told me I would look good on this..."
Bridgette closed her eyes as she felt guilt swallowing her whole. It is impossible that Ren's trying to imitate that person, she thought. It's just coincidence...
"It looks good on you, really." She moves close to him. Shame came over her when he laid his eyes on her so lovingly. Masaka...
He's in love with me for real?
"I just thought that your old hairstyle was much sexier than this one." Ren smiled at her, as if he was relieved that she likes it. Bridgette blushed when he put his hands on her face. Aimi just can't stop herself from laughing.
"Hey, I missed you all morning." he said. She saw Aimi waving goodbye to her, blowing her a kiss. Bridgette didn't say a word.
"And I don't care if you're a big fan of XYZ or whoever."
"HAAAAAA?"
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I am so in the mood to post today, even if I'm a little busy. So, how's your day?
Closer's cover is none other than our ever cool Maserati racer Onimura sensei daze! *clap clap!* When I was done doing the sketch I wanted to pair him with Bridgette, but he's ten years older than her.
Speaking of ten, this is the tenth part, all in one month! And as always, allow me to thank you all for the vomments I am receiving. It may not be overwhelming on numbers, but overflowing in thoughts. Mata ne! ♡