Hana Kimi Fan Fiction ❯ Common Ground ❯ Part the First ( Chapter 1 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: vampyremiyu 
A night of fun and games turns into a night of debachery! Told from Nakatsu's POV.
Anime/Manga: Hana Kimi Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 01.09.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 508 | Status: Completed
A night of fun and games turns into a night of debachery! Told from Nakatsu's POV.
Anime/Manga: Hana Kimi Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 01.09.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 508 | Status: Completed
COMMON GROUND
A Hana Kimi challenge fanfic
Written by Miyu, Vampire Princess
CHALLENGE: Those little voices in our head tell us to do the darndest things, often leading to trouble. Let the character give in and see what happens. (week 27)
AUTHOR'S NOTES: This idea has been floating around in my brain though and I want it out. Not sure exactly where this is going so hang on to something. Lemon in parts (but not this one). This part told from Nakatsu's point of view. He may be out of character too. Just to warn ya.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Hana Kimi or the characters in this story. I am simply borrowing them for my own amusement. I do hope Nakajo-sensei will forgive me.
Part the First - Cold Memories
My God! What the hell happened here?!
We were drinking last night. We drank every night! Well, not as much as last night. I'm such a lightweight, but I had a six pack...at least, I think it was six. And we had a reason to party hard. It was a celebration.
Sano finally proposed to Mizuki.
It was the point of this vacation after all.
But why don't I remember how I came to be in this room?
In HER room?!
Okay, start at the beginning. We'd been staying at this mountain villa for nearly a week. Sano asked me to join him and Mizuki, as he needed the backup for his plan. We had only graduated a few weeks before. It was perfect timing. I was happy for my friend and very enthusiastic about his plan.
Until I found out Mizuki also invited a friend.
The annoying American.
Honestly I have no idea what bothers me about her. Originally it was the fact that she knew Mizuki better than me. Jealousy's a hard taskmaster. Now, I guess I just feel annoyed I have to share the special moment with someone other than my friends.
We fought every day. Every hour of every day. If I liked it she didn't. If she liked it, I found something wrong with it. Gods, she's annoying! How can she be Mizuki's best friend?! Picky. Stubborn. Know-it-all!
But we both had a common goal: to see our best friends happy.
That only kept us from physically trying to beat each other to a pulp, however.
Sano's proposal was carefully planned out. I think Mizuki had him figured...or Julia squealed...but she still smiled brightly and screamed, "yes" loud enough to echo through the mountains. I popped a bottle of champagne and the party got underway.
I think it was after my second glass of champagne...and four beers...that we started playing drinking games. Well, I guess we were already playing a game, the alcohol just didn't clue me in until it was too late. Finally Mizuki excused herself and Sano. He was getting REALLY touchy feely and I guess anything more was best left to them in private.
That's when a little voice popped into my head. "Hey! They can't have all the fun!"
I argued that my feelings for Mizuki were resolved and I had no intention of going after them. That's when the little voice in my head said, "Fool. There's some else here that will do just fine."
My eyes crossed the room to take in Julia. The girl was drunk...probably as bad as me now that I think about it. I can still taste the alcohol from her kisses. Feel the softness of her lips....
Dammit! Concentrate!
"You know you like her. She's definitely pretty. Got a good sense of humor. She's smart and determined. Pig headed at times, but only because she cares."
I couldn't argue with that. Despite our arguing over the past week, I'd actually come to learn more about her, to respect her and perhaps earn a little bit of trust. The redeeming qualities are there. And the way she scrunches her nose when she's mad is kind of cute. But whoa, what a temper. And defensive!
She's a lot like me.
That's a hell of a revelation!
"Give it a shot. What do you have to lose?"
Nothing. Granted I haven't even looked at a girl in a special way since
Mizuki broke the news to me. I guess it wasn't impossible.
"What are you staring at?"
And apparently, the same voice was talking to her too. I caught her staring at me. Well, I was staring at her, too.... In any case I saw the look in her eyes. Curiosity, puzzlement and...and...yeah, I'm pretty sure we were talking to the same voice. Unfathomable emotion welled in her eyes and I could see more clearly a need that mirrored my own.
"Are you gonna make a move or not?"
What was it I needed? I really didn't know. But my body did, thanks to the alcohol. And maybe...oh gods maybe I did want her.
"Just do what feels right."
I should have fought it. Really! But the alcohol...and my brain, didn't seem to want to listen. Without speaking I leaned towards her and pressed my lips against hers. There was no opposition. In fact her arms circled my neck. My arms went around her waist at the same time. She felt so good there. So soft and warm. We held each other close. I moaned into the kiss. So did she.
Then our tongues started dancing. Oh sweet mercy! It gave me chills. Good chills. I pulled her closer and she melted into me. So good! Hands began roaming and before I knew it, we were moving from the couch to the staircase.
The clothes started coming off as we moved up the stairs. Her shirt. My shirt. Her socks. My slippers. Her jeans. My khakis. I didn't even realize we'd moved into a room until a door closed and darkness surrounded us.
And then...then....
OH GODS! I do remember!
And...and...I enjoyed it, too!
I feel a rock settle into my gut as I try to discern more of my location. It's still gray, but I can see my boxers laying precariously on top of her suitcase. My pants are somewhere near the door, or so I hope. My shirt is probably still out in the hallway. Damn!
More memories flood my hung over brain and the rock in my stomach turns into a boulder. The feel of her skin against mine. Her lips brushing my chest. Her hands burning lines and nails marking my back. And the way she writhed beneath me....
I REALLY enjoyed it.
But...did she? My ego cares more than the rest of me. No, that's wrong. My body cares too. Just remembering last night not only gives me a headache, but it causes the boulder to melt into a puddle of fiery goo.
I should just be glad she's still asleep.
With my eyes adjusted to dimness of the room, I can see her. I'm amazed at how beautiful she looks. Like an angel. It's all I can equate it too. Blonde hair fanned out on the pillow. It frames her face like a halo. Her lips are parted just slightly as she breaths and I can see the steady rise and fall of her chest beneath the covers. I can picture my hands, imagine the weight of her breasts in my palms. Skin so soft...and my name whispered into the night. Funny, it didn't sound so foreign coming from her. Like it was just...right.
My god it was good!
What the hell do I do now?!
Breakfast! That's it! I'll take a nice, long, COLD shower. Then I'll go downstairs and make breakfast. Su's not up yet and no one else should be either. Mizuki bought all the ingredients for French toast, and it would be a nice surprise for her first morning as Sano's fiance.
Carefully crawling from bed, I can't help but wonder what Mizuki would say if she knew. Would she be happy? Upset? Would she think less of me as a person? As a friend? Despite the fact that she chose Sano over me, I still care for her. Very much. Her opinion matters.
Pull yourself together, man! That's what Sano would say. Cold shower. Breakfast. That's the game plan. I'll have plenty of time to mull things over in my head. Think of a way to straighten things out.
Maybe...she doesn't remember a thing....
~TO BE CONTINUED~
A Hana Kimi challenge fanfic
Written by Miyu, Vampire Princess
CHALLENGE: Those little voices in our head tell us to do the darndest things, often leading to trouble. Let the character give in and see what happens. (week 27)
AUTHOR'S NOTES: This idea has been floating around in my brain though and I want it out. Not sure exactly where this is going so hang on to something. Lemon in parts (but not this one). This part told from Nakatsu's point of view. He may be out of character too. Just to warn ya.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Hana Kimi or the characters in this story. I am simply borrowing them for my own amusement. I do hope Nakajo-sensei will forgive me.
Part the First - Cold Memories
My God! What the hell happened here?!
We were drinking last night. We drank every night! Well, not as much as last night. I'm such a lightweight, but I had a six pack...at least, I think it was six. And we had a reason to party hard. It was a celebration.
Sano finally proposed to Mizuki.
It was the point of this vacation after all.
But why don't I remember how I came to be in this room?
In HER room?!
Okay, start at the beginning. We'd been staying at this mountain villa for nearly a week. Sano asked me to join him and Mizuki, as he needed the backup for his plan. We had only graduated a few weeks before. It was perfect timing. I was happy for my friend and very enthusiastic about his plan.
Until I found out Mizuki also invited a friend.
The annoying American.
Honestly I have no idea what bothers me about her. Originally it was the fact that she knew Mizuki better than me. Jealousy's a hard taskmaster. Now, I guess I just feel annoyed I have to share the special moment with someone other than my friends.
We fought every day. Every hour of every day. If I liked it she didn't. If she liked it, I found something wrong with it. Gods, she's annoying! How can she be Mizuki's best friend?! Picky. Stubborn. Know-it-all!
But we both had a common goal: to see our best friends happy.
That only kept us from physically trying to beat each other to a pulp, however.
Sano's proposal was carefully planned out. I think Mizuki had him figured...or Julia squealed...but she still smiled brightly and screamed, "yes" loud enough to echo through the mountains. I popped a bottle of champagne and the party got underway.
I think it was after my second glass of champagne...and four beers...that we started playing drinking games. Well, I guess we were already playing a game, the alcohol just didn't clue me in until it was too late. Finally Mizuki excused herself and Sano. He was getting REALLY touchy feely and I guess anything more was best left to them in private.
That's when a little voice popped into my head. "Hey! They can't have all the fun!"
I argued that my feelings for Mizuki were resolved and I had no intention of going after them. That's when the little voice in my head said, "Fool. There's some else here that will do just fine."
My eyes crossed the room to take in Julia. The girl was drunk...probably as bad as me now that I think about it. I can still taste the alcohol from her kisses. Feel the softness of her lips....
Dammit! Concentrate!
"You know you like her. She's definitely pretty. Got a good sense of humor. She's smart and determined. Pig headed at times, but only because she cares."
I couldn't argue with that. Despite our arguing over the past week, I'd actually come to learn more about her, to respect her and perhaps earn a little bit of trust. The redeeming qualities are there. And the way she scrunches her nose when she's mad is kind of cute. But whoa, what a temper. And defensive!
She's a lot like me.
That's a hell of a revelation!
"Give it a shot. What do you have to lose?"
Nothing. Granted I haven't even looked at a girl in a special way since
Mizuki broke the news to me. I guess it wasn't impossible.
"What are you staring at?"
And apparently, the same voice was talking to her too. I caught her staring at me. Well, I was staring at her, too.... In any case I saw the look in her eyes. Curiosity, puzzlement and...and...yeah, I'm pretty sure we were talking to the same voice. Unfathomable emotion welled in her eyes and I could see more clearly a need that mirrored my own.
"Are you gonna make a move or not?"
What was it I needed? I really didn't know. But my body did, thanks to the alcohol. And maybe...oh gods maybe I did want her.
"Just do what feels right."
I should have fought it. Really! But the alcohol...and my brain, didn't seem to want to listen. Without speaking I leaned towards her and pressed my lips against hers. There was no opposition. In fact her arms circled my neck. My arms went around her waist at the same time. She felt so good there. So soft and warm. We held each other close. I moaned into the kiss. So did she.
Then our tongues started dancing. Oh sweet mercy! It gave me chills. Good chills. I pulled her closer and she melted into me. So good! Hands began roaming and before I knew it, we were moving from the couch to the staircase.
The clothes started coming off as we moved up the stairs. Her shirt. My shirt. Her socks. My slippers. Her jeans. My khakis. I didn't even realize we'd moved into a room until a door closed and darkness surrounded us.
And then...then....
OH GODS! I do remember!
And...and...I enjoyed it, too!
I feel a rock settle into my gut as I try to discern more of my location. It's still gray, but I can see my boxers laying precariously on top of her suitcase. My pants are somewhere near the door, or so I hope. My shirt is probably still out in the hallway. Damn!
More memories flood my hung over brain and the rock in my stomach turns into a boulder. The feel of her skin against mine. Her lips brushing my chest. Her hands burning lines and nails marking my back. And the way she writhed beneath me....
I REALLY enjoyed it.
But...did she? My ego cares more than the rest of me. No, that's wrong. My body cares too. Just remembering last night not only gives me a headache, but it causes the boulder to melt into a puddle of fiery goo.
I should just be glad she's still asleep.
With my eyes adjusted to dimness of the room, I can see her. I'm amazed at how beautiful she looks. Like an angel. It's all I can equate it too. Blonde hair fanned out on the pillow. It frames her face like a halo. Her lips are parted just slightly as she breaths and I can see the steady rise and fall of her chest beneath the covers. I can picture my hands, imagine the weight of her breasts in my palms. Skin so soft...and my name whispered into the night. Funny, it didn't sound so foreign coming from her. Like it was just...right.
My god it was good!
What the hell do I do now?!
Breakfast! That's it! I'll take a nice, long, COLD shower. Then I'll go downstairs and make breakfast. Su's not up yet and no one else should be either. Mizuki bought all the ingredients for French toast, and it would be a nice surprise for her first morning as Sano's fiance.
Carefully crawling from bed, I can't help but wonder what Mizuki would say if she knew. Would she be happy? Upset? Would she think less of me as a person? As a friend? Despite the fact that she chose Sano over me, I still care for her. Very much. Her opinion matters.
Pull yourself together, man! That's what Sano would say. Cold shower. Breakfast. That's the game plan. I'll have plenty of time to mull things over in my head. Think of a way to straighten things out.
Maybe...she doesn't remember a thing....
~TO BE CONTINUED~