Akashi's POV:
I wanted to see her. Ever since she had gone and disappeared to god-knows-where, I had always wanted to see her. I wanted to hear her voice, to feel the warmth of her body whenever she stood close to mine... In short, I was missing her. Badly.
I miss her smile, her laugh, that annoying sharp tongue of hers, her stubbornness, her bluntness, even her defiance... I'd even go far as to say that I even miss the way she keeps calling me BAkashi every time I've managed to annoy her. Which was often by the way. I just couldn't help it since her comebacks were so amusing.
I wonder when it started? When I started getting used to her presence around me that it had felt so natural that now that she suddenly disappeared... it felt like a huge part of me was missing.
Why did she have to go to some far off place? If it was just for a surgery or a donor, we could have easily provided them. So why go the distance? Why suddenly vanish without a single trace? Why now when I finally know why I acted the way I did? Why now when I finally know that the reason why I did things I've done was simply because I love her?
I tightly gripped the pen in my hand as these questions ran through my mind. I have to find her soon, my empress.
But when and if I do find her, what would I say? What could I say? After what I had done to her, would she even want to speak to me again? Or worst. What if she started hating me?
There was just too many unanswered questions swimming in my mind that I didn't notice the teacher enter the room until he spoke.
"Settle down." he said, his calm voice booming inside the confinements of the classroom. "We have a transfer student from France joining us today." He added as he looked outside the doors and gestured for the person outside to come in.
'France? It couldn't be? Could it?' I thought as I shifted my gaze to the door only to find myself staring wide eyed at a familiar figure that walked through it.
She entered the room with an air of authority, elegance, and grace around her that it caught everyone's attention in an instant. Most specially mine.
I blinked. Once... Twice. Thrice... Thinking that image that was standing in front of the class was nothing more than an illusion and waiting for it to disappear at any moment but the same time didn't.
She beside our homeroom teacher as she gazed down at the class. Her familiar storm gray orbs briskly scanning the room for someone until she settled her those breathtaking eyes of hers on mine. I could feel a lump on my chest as I stared back at them. How was it possible? How was it possible that her left eye was the same as it was back then? Back before I-
"Ok settle down, ladies. No need to get excited over the new student." The homeroom teacher said while gently tapping a ruler on his desk.
Huh? Ladies? Excited over her?
That was when I noticed what she was wearing. She was wearing our school's uniform alright. Our men's school uniform that is.
"No way! It's Rui-sama!" One of the girls from somewhere near me whispered in excitement to another girl who sat beside her.
"I didn't think he'd look this cute in person!~" another one swooned.
Rui? No... They couldn't mean- It can't be. It's probably just a coincidence.
I heard the teacher sigh in defeat as the ladies in the room continued to squeal with delight while looking at her. What was she thinking?
"I'm sorry about this Rui-san." The teacher said as he gave her an apologetic look.
"It's fine, sensei. I'm used to it." she side with a surprisingly low chuckle. Had she been taking up acting lessons?
Softly, she tapped her foot on the floorboards below her and the room, all at once, became quiet.
"Ah. There we go." She said with a gentle smile on her face that didn't reach her yes. She was mad. And by the looks on the girls' faces, they already knew just how mad she was.
"S-sorry Rui-sama." They all said, completely in sync.
"Please, my ladies. I do apologize for my rudeness but class must start." she said with a low bow, sending the girls into a giggling frenzy.
"But you haven't introduced yourself yet~" one of the girls chimed, batting her eyes flirtatiously at her.
"Ah. My apologies, young miss." She simply replied with a smile. "My name is Yukimura Rui. You can call me Rui or Yuki for short." he simply said before giving a polite bow making the girls squeal in delight while I look at her in surprise.
Yukimura Yui was a name that everyone was familiar with. A well known idol of elegance, grace, and perfect manners. As well as his talent for singing.
But why was she being him? Why did she finally show herself to me only to be dressed as a man?
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
Love is...(On hold)
FanfictionThis is mainly a fanfic. I would like to apologize for all the bad words that you may encounter in this story. Also you might be able to encounter characters from other animes in here so treat this as your typical crossover fanfic. I would highly ap...