(A Boku No Pico Fanfiction)

Ch.14: I Can't Be Afraid Of My Past

Coco's POV

I made it to my first club meeting, and I sighed as I knew I was expected to do my best. I had my uniform on and made sure I was wearing things right. I put on my bandana and tightened my belt. I was ready! I took a deep breath and watched as the other members gave us a lesson of what to expect. They were so cool! I never saw myself joining martial arts, but I always loved action movies and seeing the fighting scenes, which made me wanna be just like them! Maybe if I learned a few moves, I could be cool as the people on scene.

"Coco...would you like to show us what you got?", My club leader asked. I nodded and walked up to the middle of the room. I waited as he called for my opponent. It was my chance to show them what I had. I didn't wanna disappoint them. "Come right up. I wanna clean match. No hitting the face, and don't go overboard. I just wanna see what you got". We both nodded and understood exactly what he wanted. My opponent looked at me and narrowed his eyes. He put his fists up and I got mine ready as well. "Ready....set.....go!". Soon, he came at me, trying to grab my arm, but I quickly moved to the side, being fast on my feet, and then I kicked him. My opponent nearly tripped, but he held his balance. I moved, trying to balance myself and get ready for another attack when I felt a side chop in my chest. "AWWH!". I knew I could take it, and so I grabbed my opponents arm. I turned him my way and started spinning him around, trying to catch him off guard. He tried to desperately push me back and get me to trip, but I wasn't having it. I then grabbed him, using all of my strength, to throw him over me. I was actually proud of myself for it. "Woah!". Soon, I heard clapping, and then my club leader came up to me, holding my arm up. "WINNER!". I loved the applause. I looked down and helped my opponent back up. "That was...amazing!", he said. I smirked and thanked him. "Alright, you did a good first fight, you able to go again?", the leader asked. I nod, assuring him I could go a few more times. "Alright!". I stretched my arm out and waved them in a circle, trying to prepare myself for the next fight. I saw a new person walk up, and he seemed fired up for the fight. "I'm a black belt, so you better be ready!", he said. "Bring it!".

~Timeskip~

I had fought three more people and won. I was shocked how I was able to withstand them all. My club took a recess, and I could feel myself sweating like a maniac. I was good at my first day, but I forgot to bring a water bottle, so I headed to find a drinking fountain.

"Hey Coco!". I turned around and saw one of my club members March up to me. "I liked what you did in club, could you show us how you did that?". I smiled and said, "Of course! We can also do some practicing out of school if needed", I said. "Yes! That would be amazing!". I was really excited. I thought that today would be nerve-racking, but it was better than I thought. People were so nice, and I made a first impression.

"You got a rip in your outfit", one of the club members said. I looked down and noticed he was right. "Oh..", I let out. How did I not see that? I just got this today and.....it came from the school, so....the cloth was not that good. "Stitching it up will be as good as new", he said. I nodded, and he said he had to get back to it. I watched as he left and wondered, how will I stitch up my uniform? They don't let us take it home either, so....how will I get it fixed? I sighed and knew that it was helpless. That when I realized they have a sewing club here. Maybe I could ask one of the members there to help me. I went down the hall, trying to find it. I stopped as I saw the sign above the door, reading, "sewing club". I opened the door and was shocked by how small it was. This....was the sewing club? I looked around and saw that no one was here. Did everyone go home? If so....that means I won't be able to fix my uniform! I sighed and was about to turn around and leave, when I heard a voice.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN HERE!?". I nearly jump and ai quickly turn around to see one of Chico's friends. What was her name again? Oh right...Anya. she looked at me with a hateful glare and seemed like she was mad at me for just looking at her. "Well....are you going to tell me why you are in my club room?", she asked. My eyes widened. Wait...she...she's apart of the sewing club? I never knew that. "I...I came in here to see if anyone could help me. I'm sorry to barge in like this. But...my club uniform got a rip in it, so....". I showed her the rip in my uniform, and her face changed to surprise. She walked up to me and grabbed the area that was ripped. "You ripped it! Ugh...these stupid uniforms are so old. I'm surprised they let you guys still keep them. They should be in a museum or whatever. If you wannalook your best....then why not allow me to make you a uniform from scratch!?". My eyes widened as she said that. Wait....from....scratch? She wanted to make me a uniform? "Oh I can see it now. You would look so good in a black suit instead. It would make everyone jealous and....". Anya just kept on talking. Why do girls talk so much? It's so weird. But still. She seemed a little bit different. The way she just kept on talking....she normally has to insult someone, but she seems passionate about clothing. It was....kind of cute. I soon realized I was staring at her, and I could see her blushing.

"Ugh...so...w..what do you think?", she asked. Wait...I was so caught up in her just talking too much that I forgot what she said. "Uh...", I started to say. "Well if you don't like that, then.....aybe pink would suit you!", she said with a devilish smirk. My eyes widened, and I blushed. "NO! I WILL NOT WEAR PINK FOR MY CLUB! They will make fun of me and....". "Alright I'm sorry. You looked dead as a ghost before. I thought saying that would wake you up, lol". I froze as she said that. So....she was messing with me. Anya started to take my measurements and then wrote them down. "I will do the regular white then. It's customary for the martial arts club. So...if you will let me...I can make the stitching patterns on the sleeves spell out your name and your favorite color". As she said that, I smiled. "Yeah...that sounds like it's going to look good. I trust you". After I said that, her face was in shock. She then looked to the side and blushed, turning around her words started to stumble. "S...so...I will get this done for you...so...It will take a few days and so...when it's done...I will....let you know". I nod and thank her. Anya then walks out and I sigh, realizing that I never got my sleeve fixed, but it's okay. Anya was going to make me a new uniform, and I was excited! I couldn't wait for this!

~Anya's POV~

I started to feel my heartbeat run wild. It was beating so fast! I have no idea what was going on. Why do I feel this? I shouldn't feel this. I have never liked anyone before, a guy for that matter. Why did I have to like him? He was with that Chico brat. I hate him trying to take Hana away. I tried my best to stay out of it, but sometimes it's hard. I sigh and try to hold myself from freaking out. I don't care about Chico, and Pico is....meh...Coco... I know nothing about it, but still. The way he....said he trusted me....nobody has said that to me before. I didn't think anyone would. I always had to rely on others, but after everything....I couldn't trust boys. That's why I hate them. Why I stay close to Hana and end up putting up walls to keep them out. My father would always hurt me and make me feel like I didn't have a say. I couldn't even trust him. But after he was caught and inprisoned....I got adopted to a new family. They treated me better, but I still had a lit of trouble. It took me many years to get over it and be happy. I ended up talking more, but I still had that constant hatred for boys. I couldn't trust them. I sighed and knew I was being terrible. I could trust them, but not men. Anyone who isn't a kid...I just can't. I sigh and was about to go when I heard a voice.

"Anya?". I jumped and looked back to see Coco. "You forgot the booklet of my measurements. I also decided to change some details". I looked down and saw that he wanted pink letters on his sleeve. I was in shock. I thought pink was too girly for him? "Why the sudden change?", I asked. "Well....for the longest time....I had dressed as someone I wasn't, someone I was never meant to be. I didn't wanna be that person anymore but I still like fashion. I like jewelry and pink. I would love it if you added the pink letters. I know I can't be afraid of my past so....please....make this a good one". As Coco said that, I was in shock. His...past? He had a past? He was scared for it too, just as I was...he didn't wanna be afraid anymore and is embarrassing it. He acknowledged it and trusts me to do it. Coco then walks away and says he will see me tomorrow. I watch as he leaves and smile as he does. Thank you....Coco....thank you for helping me hear those words.....thanks you....