flowers (akashi seijuro)

The Spider and the Fly (Special Chapter)

"Okay! We have a project."

I stared blankly on the board, sighing a little.

"But this time, you are going to work by pairs."

My classmates started to whisper, making me glance around the room. My gaze suddenly met his, blushing furiously. I looked away instantly, staring at our teacher.

Our English teacher decided to make a project collaboration with our Art teacher. I guess it was a nice idea but this resulted for us to work in pairs.

Great.

"Okay, Akashi Seijuro with [Full Name]."

My head suddenly snapped up as my eyes widened.

Wha...?

I gulped, glancing to his direction once more. He smirked at me, making me smile.

"For the first pair, your poem is The Spider ane the Fly."

I took down the notes and I actually started to sketch the characters.

We would sit beside each other, doing our own manga.

Those were the times that I fell for him.

The Spider and the Fly

"Will you walk into my parlour?" said the Spider to the Fly, 'Tis the prettiest little parlour that ever you did spy;
The way into my parlour is up a winding stair; And I've a many curious things to show when you are there."

"Oh no, no," said the little Fly, "to ask me is in vain,
For who goes up your winding stair -can ne'er come down again."

"I'm sure you must be weary, dear, with soaring up so high; will you rest upon my little bed?" said the Spider to the Fly.

"There are pretty curtains drawn around; the sheets are fine and thin,
And if you like to rest awhile, I'll snugly tuck you in!"

"Oh no, no," said the little Fly, "for I've often heard it said,
They never, never wake again, who sleep upon your bed!"

Said the cunning Spider to the Fly, "Dear friend what can I do,
To prove the warm affection I 've always felt for you?
I have within my pantry, good store of all that's nice;
I'm sure you're very welcome - will you please to take a slice?"

"Oh no, no," said the little Fly, "kind Sir, that cannot be,
I've heard what's in your pantry, and I do not wish to see!"

"Sweet creature!" said the Spider, "you're witty and you're wise,
How handsome are your gauzy wings, how brilliant are your eyes!
I've a little looking-glass upon my parlour shelf,
If you'll step in one moment, dear, you shall behold yourself."

"I thank you, gentle sir," she said, "for what you 're pleased to say,
And bidding you good morning now, I'll call another day."

The Spider turned him round about, and went into his den,
For well he knew the silly Fly would soon come back again:
So he wove a subtle web, in a little corner sly,
And set his table ready, to dine upon the Fly.

Then he came out to his door again, and merrily did sing,
"Come hither, hither, pretty Fly, with the pearl and silver wing;
Your robes are green and purple - there's a crest upon your head;
Your eyes are like the diamond bright, but mine are dull as lead!"

Alas, alas! how very soon this silly little Fly,
Hearing his wily, flattering words, came slowly flitting by;
With buzzing wings she hung aloft, then near and nearer drew,
Thinking only of her brilliant eyes, and green and purple hue -
Thinking only of her crested head - poor foolish thing!
At last,
Up jumped the cunning Spider, and fiercely held her fast.
He dragged her up his winding stair, into his dismal den,
Within his little parlour - but she ne'er came out again!

And now dear little children, who may this story read,
To idle, silly flattering words, I pray you ne'er give heed:
Unto an evil counsellor, close heart and ear and eye,
And take a lesson from this tale, of the Spider and the Fly.

I closed the manga, smiling a little. Tears pricked the corner of my eyes endlessly, making me sniffle. I wiped them away instantly.

Everyday, I pretend that it doesn't hurt.

But... it really does.

The Fly ended up falling for the Spider's trap.

While me?

I ended up falling in love with Seijuro.

The fly and I, experienced a different kind of fall.

But we experienced the same kind of despair.

I'm beginning to ask myself, "Did he really love me?"

If he didn't, then the Fly and I both fell for the Spider's and Seijuro's flattering words.

In the end, Seijuro and I were

The Spider and the Fly