She gently touched my face. “I miss…” So did I but I couldn’t say that out loud. Her familiar scent swirled all around us. I closed my eyes and flashes of us in that grove passed me. I quickly opened my eyes. That scent. Scents were sneaky, powerful things.
I could still feel her hand on my face. I knew just being around her was wrong but she was so incredibly dizzying, I couldn’t handle it. My brain felt light and airy. I couldn’t think straight. I could only feel.
“Y-You, I can hardly breathe around you…” I managed to semi-whisper. I felt her fingers tense up and it snapped me out of my trance. I couldn’t. I quickly turned away. “Kali you saw me. It’s best if you just go. I’m okay. I’ll be okay.” I couldn’t find the words. Were there words for the person you loved but couldn’t be with? Were there words to comfort them? Because I never found them.
She dropped her hand from my face. “Hana…you’ve been crying haven’t you?” Why even lie, I thought to myself. If there was one person in my life who could see straight through them, throughme, it was Kali. “We just…things. Kali I shouldn’t be talking to you about her.” She gripped my arm. “Hana you have no idea how much it fucking hurts to know you’ve been crying, to see you cry over someone who doesn’t deserve it! Why-” “I-I don’t th-think we should be around each other. It-it’s wrong and I’d never-” She sighed but it was full of frustration. It was such a messy sigh, nothing like her. “I know! I know you wouldn’t cross the line. I’m not asking youto Hana! I just need- I need-” She looked right at me and I felt cornered. There was no escaping that stare. Especially when I was a willing prisoner. “I need you.” She finally said quietly. “I-I-I-” I had no idea why I stuttered so much. I suppose it was because of the way I grew up. I was always in frightful homes. People shouting at me to answer them. It ended up getting much worse than yelling. I’d get stuck in loops with no way out. Their physicality would end up stopping my endless stuttering cycles but nothing like that happened to me anymore so there’d be nothing to end my stuttering. I never learned how to end it on my own. I didn’t understand why it was at its worst around Kali.
Kali always did what was in my best interest. No matter how badly she wanted to keep pressing me. She gripped my shoulder so tightly it almost hurt. “Hana stop. It’s okay.” Her eyes dropped to the floor but her hand remained. “I just need a minute, please.” She barely managed to speak. I allowed her a moment. All I wanted was to comfort her properly but it’d be crossing so many lines and I just couldn’t. I wouldn’t. She finally took a long breath in and looked up at me. “You’re right. We need to stay out of each other’s lives. No matter how much it hurts., but we’ve said this so many times. I don’t know what to do anymore. I’m, I’m going to go.” She finally released my shoulder and walked away. I stood there, like an idiot. An idiot who badly loved this girl. How could I deal with heartbreak when I had to deal with re-learning how to be around someone I was so in love with for so long? Everything was too confusing. It was too much for me to carry most days.
All I could feel when Kali was around was my heart skipping too many beats to be healthy. Sometimes I thought it’d stop beating. That’s the least I deserved for everything I had done, I thought darkly. I sighed and covered my eyes. Something I did when things got too scary for me as a kid. The rational side of me knew it wouldn’t protect me but, well my rational side is very small.
I felt dizzy. Staticky swirling all around and in my head. I felt too much around Kali. So much so, that I felt as if I wasn’t in my body. Was it just my body shutting down? Who knows. I don’t know how I work. All I knew was that my breath would come out too shallow, I would literally feel breathless around her. It wasn’t as romantic as people made it seem. It felt as if something was slowly pulling the air out of me, as if I didn’t mean it to leave but couldn’t control it.
I wish I could leave my body too.
I rubbed my face in frustration and walked towards my room. I’m skipping school today, I decided.
Atobe is in love with a relative of Ryoma but doesn't know. he sees her being cuddly with him and starts a competition for her affection because he thinks she its love with him. Also Ryoma is super protective of her. Let the hilarity begin ^^
(i cant wait to make atobe suffer)
Atobe checked his watch. Five minutes early. He was standing in front of the town plaza, waiting for his crush to arrive. She was an exceptionally lovely lady, strong-willed but seemingly docile as well, and maybe a little dense. Atobe had asked her out to an amusement park, but she saw it nothing more as an outing with a newly made friend. They hadn’t known each other long, maybe a week or two, but Atobe couldn’t deny the strong attraction he felt for her.
“Atobe-san! I’m sorry I’m late!” Atobe smiled, and froze upon seeing her. “Oh, Atobe-san, do you know Ryoma-kun? Since I know you both play tennis.”
“Believe me, I know him.” Ryoma didn’t look any more pleased to see him than Atobe did.
“What are you doing here?” Ryoma asked. Atobe’s mouth twitched.
“I could ask you the same.” Unaware of their glaring, the other in the party clapped her hands together.
“I’m so glad! Atobe-san, would it be alright if Ryoma-kun joined us for lunch? He doesn’t get out of the house often,” Ryoma shot a withering glare in her direction.
‘’Ryoma-kun?’ ‘Out of the house’? Do these two live together? Not to mention they seem very friendly,’ Atobe thought, his mood soured. However, he couldn’t say no to her face, beaming with anticipation and excitement. “Of course he can, the more the merrier,” he smiled, grimacing when Ryoma smirked. “Though I was under the impression it would be just the two of us.”
“I’m very sorry! I only ran into him here and I invited him along,” she apologized.
“It shouldn’t be a problem though, Atobe-san said more people would be fine,” Ryoma said, sending a knowing smirk in Atobe’s direction. They had another glaring contest almost all the way to the amusement park. While Atobe’s crush talked to him, she was polite and seemed to hold back, and she was much more friendly with Ryoma, something both boys noticed.
Ryoma had a smug smirk on his face the entire time, and somehow, somehow, Ryoma ended up sitting next to her when they went on rides. By the end of the day, Atobe had enough; seeing the two of them act so close when he was supposed to be the one taking her on a nice date away from that short–
“Atobe-san?” he jumps, seeing her worried frown. “Is something wrong?”
“Of course not,” he answers robotically, feeling his pride wobble. No, he would not give in and ask if they were together! Soon, she would see that short brat isn’t right for her and–
“Atobe-san, you’re looking kinda pale. Should we walk you home?” If looks could kill, Ryoma would be ashes. Atobe’s hands clench into fists. His mind is racing. It feels like hours later when he grits his teeth, turns to face the other two and asks:
“You guys aren’t… together are you?” Atobe practically tastes defeat, winces visibly as he feels his pride fall, beaten and worn out. She blinks once, twice, before bursting out laughing. Atobe stares at her, slightly open mouthed, before she gathers herself and looks at him apologetically.
“I’m a cousin of Ryoma’s. Sorry for the confusion!” Atobe can feel his brain short circuit. Beside you, Ryoma pouts, upset his fun had been ruined. “Ryoma-kun you stupid! Did you put weird ideas in his head?” Ryoma smirks, turning away from her.
“I don’t know what you mean. He didn’t ask, and I didn’t think it worth it to tell him.”
Atobe made it his personal goal to beat Ryoma during their next tennis match, 8-0.
its 3:30am and I just woke up in a cold sweat because I realized noragami’s plot is literally a joke.
hiyori’s name is one syllable away from hiyoko, the japanese word for chick, i.e. a baby chicken. she becomes a half ayakashi and is then able to see beings from both the normal world and the far shore, as well as astral project herself and travel to places of the far shore that normal humans can’t. she gains the latter ability after running across the street to push yato out of the way of oncoming traffic.
noragami’s plot is literally: why did the chicken cross the road? to get to the other side.