Forgotten (Dreamy days in West Tokyo fanfic) [ON HOLD]

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Miyuki's PoV

"Hey Sae! Remember me?" I gave the cute little girl a light hug, and she hugged me back.

"Yeah! Miyuki-chan!"

aww that's so cute!

Haruki has a gloomy expression on his face.

After a brief greeting, I got to the point. Or tried to, anyways.

"Sae, are there any cool boys in your class that you like?" I ask with a playful smile, she flushed a little, but shook her head honestly.

"Then...what kind of boys do you like?"

She thought for a second, "we have an upcoming track season, and...a boy who can run first place is pretty cool."

Bingo. Takeshi, you're up.

"Yeah...that'll be cool." I made a conclusion to avoid suspiciousness of why I asked.

On our way back to Black Ship to tell everyone the news, Haruki was completely freaking out.

"Sae...she's already growing up...." he muttered again and again, making me giggle at his protectiveness for his sister.

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"So it's speed after all, huh?" Ichigo said, a bit disappointed.

"So, how're we gonna make this work?" Ryuzo asked.

Mitsuko/Ichigo: "sabotage all the other racers so Ryuno can run first place?"

They both said in unison, combining their evil minds. -_-

"That's not gonna happen." I say. "OR, we can just train Ryuno to run before the track race of their school."

"So in other words, the fair way?" Mitsuko leans back onto the couch, "how boring."

"Well, you're gonna train him." Ryuzo said.

"What?!" Mitsuko sat back up again, "Why? Takeshi can do it."

"Then you both can train him." I grin.

"Sure." Takeshi replied, not looking up from his magazine.

Mitsuko muttered something that I didn't hear. Probably a complaint.

"Thanks." Ryuno says as he grinned confidently. I can see that Ryuzo and Ryunoshin are brothers....

***

The next morning, when Mitsuko and I are preparing for school.

"Remember, training starts this afternoon after school~" I say again, just to make it get on her nerves. "Also, you're still goodie-two-shoes in class."

She let out a low growl of irritation.

During English class, the teacher kept on asking Mitsuko questions that we can easily answer. This teacher must know about her bet with Ms. Miyahara.

Every time Mitsu answered with a calm expression, but if you look closely you can see her right hand clenched into a tight fist, and having nowhere to punch.

Her smile was turning scary by lunch break. She's gonna crack any second if she doesn't let it out somewhere.

As soon as the teacher closed the classroom door behind him, Mitsuko....well...she flipped the desk over. At least there weren't anything on it.

Many people were shocked, of course. She had a dangerously calm expression, but I know fire was burning inside.

After about a minute of cooling down, she lifted the desk back up single-handed.