Hana Kimi Fan Fiction ❯ Common Ground ❯ Part the Second ( Chapter 2 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: vampyremiyu 
The night before from Julia's point of view. Lemon implied.
Anime/Manga: Hana Kimi Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 01.09.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 410 | Status: Completed
The night before from Julia's point of view. Lemon implied.
Anime/Manga: Hana Kimi Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 01.09.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 410 | Status: Completed
COMMON GROUND
A Hana Kimi challenge fanfic
Written by Miyu, Vampire Princess
CHALLENGE: a two-fer - write a story focusing on a specific feature (the eyes have it - week 31) and a brief hint at week 27's "little voices" theme.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: This idea has been floating around in my brain and I want it out. I've got a better idea where this is going, which means it's going to be a long one (well long for me anyway). Lemon in parts (but not this one). This part told from Julia's point of view. Again with the out of character warning.
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 Second - Warm Thoughts
I think I had the best sex of my life last night.
So what if it was the ONLY sex I've had in my life!
My basis for comparison is nearly nill. Nearly. I did fool around with
Kenny Johnston last year. I'd had a crush on him since we were freshman. We never had intercourse, mind you. Just touchy feely stuff. But I'm pretty sure he couldn't have beaten that.
Orlando Bloom might have.
Might...with a capital "m".
Oh my @#%?! God!
What came over me? I wasn't that drunk. Fuzzy, yes, but not totally gone. I knew what I was doing. Dammit, I KNEW!
I swear, somewhere in the back of my mind, there's a voice laughing at me.
Bastard!
I didn't come here to have a one night stand or get involved with my best friend's friend. Shit.
Sano asked me to accompany Mizuki to this mountain cabin. We had planned the trip during a vacation of mine in which I visited Japan. It was their graduation after all! I would still be back in time for my own graduation ceremony, Sano promised. He said he wanted to make sure I was included because I'm an important part of Mizuki's life.
He wanted me to be there when he proposed.
About damn time, I said!
I knew we three would not be alone. HE had to be there. Shuichi Nakatsu. We didn't get along when I first visited Mizuki those years ago. Damn monkey! Stuck up jock! He gets on my nerves in the worst way! I can't stand him.
No. That's not true. Not anymore.
At first I put up with him for Mizuki's sake. Why else would I even bother to be in his presence if not for Mizuki? We fought like undignified children most of the time. I could do no right and he did everything wrong. Verbally we were quite abusive. But we kept it to a minimum. This trip was for our friends after all. What we did, we did for them.
Our friends are our life.
We have that much in common.
And quite a bit more.
Without realizing it, I found myself drawn to him. I would catch myself staring at him while he helped clean up the place on our first night there. I was awed with the gentle care he showed Mizuki and couldn't help but smile when he and Sano would joke around. There's an air of happiness about him, but watch out when he's angry. And boy can he cook! The man is a freaking genius in the kitchen!!
Okay, so he isn't that bad.
He's just...just so....
Oh hell, I don't know!
What really drew my attention were his eyes. The windows to the soul, or some think. My brief experiences with him prior to this trip only gave me the barest of hints. He loves what he does, true enough. And it's obvious he cares for Mizuki. And Sano. He's a true friend.
Why didn't I see it before?
His eyes light up a certain way when he's around his friends. They spark with excitement when he talks about soccer. They glisten when he's happy and glow when he's angry. You can read him like a book if you know what to look for. He's pretty openly emotional...for a guy. And his eyes are so damn sexy.
So is the rest of him!
Did I mention how cute his ass is?
There's even this special look he gave me while we were in bed. I think it was the alcohol. But I'd die happy if he'd look at me like that all the time.
Oh God help me!
What was I thinking? Wait. I wasn't. Not really. The alcohol did most of it. Sano and Mizuki had excused themselves; the man is such a perv when he's drunk! I started to clean up and Nakatsu...well I have no idea what he'd been doing. I just caught him staring at me. With those beautiful, smoldering, brown eyes of his.
Damn, I'm STILL thinking about it. It...as in...IT! How can I not?!
His kiss was...I don't know if I can really describe it. Magic seems too fanciful while hot just doesn't cover it. The sensation of his lip on mine sent shivers throughout. Fire sparked almost immediately, and it had nothing to do with anger or annoyance. Frustration, and the warmth of the alcohol, only served to make the kiss sweeter.
His hair was so fine under my fingertips. A touch of his skin on mine was like touching an open flame. His hands snuck under my shirt, holding me so close to his lean frame. Muscles jumped under my tentative touch. Damn but he's built.
I led him to my room, mainly because it was closest. Clothes departed quickly. I thought it was far too hot to be wearing anything. Between his hands and his lips, I was certain I would melt into a puddle on the stairs.
But when we reached my room, and the door closed behind me, things got REALLY hot.
I mean...he wore nothing but boxers!
And his eyes were so dark and sensual in the moonlight.
He's a tiger in bed. I never would've guessed that. Aggressive and determined. Yet...so gentle. And the same concentration he generally gives to his athletics. I'm breaking a sweat from the memories alone! My heart is doing flip-flops and I can feel the heat rushing through my lower body.
It's a good thing he's not here.
I might jump him.
Gathering up what clothing from the previous night that I can find, I can't help but be happy...and sad. No doubt he's freaked out. Probably means breakfast will suck. Damn it! That may lead to some rather uncomfortable questions from the others.
How will he answer them?
How will I?
Does he even remember?!
And Mizuki...for some reason I can see her being upset with both of us. Happy, too. Maybe. But considering the lectures I'd given her in the past, one should be forthcoming to me. It's only fair.
Way to go, Julia.
This was supposed to be a special weekend for our friends.
Now...it's a mess.
With a sigh, I pick out an outfit for the day and head to clean up. The smell of something good is coming from the kitchen and I can hear Mizuki's laughter. Nakatsu's voice is also discernable. Apparently Sano is awake too. His comment sends all three of them into a fit of laughter. The sound makes me pause at the base of the stairs.
Funny, I never felt like an outsider until now.
I want to curl in a ball and die.
Suck it up, Julia. Get a grip. Fix your hair. Straighten your blazer. Smooth out your jeans. There are worse things than a one-night stand.
Like burnt toast.
Or losing the trust of your best friend.
~TO BE CONTINUED~
A Hana Kimi challenge fanfic
Written by Miyu, Vampire Princess
CHALLENGE: a two-fer - write a story focusing on a specific feature (the eyes have it - week 31) and a brief hint at week 27's "little voices" theme.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: This idea has been floating around in my brain and I want it out. I've got a better idea where this is going, which means it's going to be a long one (well long for me anyway). Lemon in parts (but not this one). This part told from Julia's point of view. Again with the out of character warning.
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 Second - Warm Thoughts
I think I had the best sex of my life last night.
So what if it was the ONLY sex I've had in my life!
My basis for comparison is nearly nill. Nearly. I did fool around with
Kenny Johnston last year. I'd had a crush on him since we were freshman. We never had intercourse, mind you. Just touchy feely stuff. But I'm pretty sure he couldn't have beaten that.
Orlando Bloom might have.
Might...with a capital "m".
Oh my @#%?! God!
What came over me? I wasn't that drunk. Fuzzy, yes, but not totally gone. I knew what I was doing. Dammit, I KNEW!
I swear, somewhere in the back of my mind, there's a voice laughing at me.
Bastard!
I didn't come here to have a one night stand or get involved with my best friend's friend. Shit.
Sano asked me to accompany Mizuki to this mountain cabin. We had planned the trip during a vacation of mine in which I visited Japan. It was their graduation after all! I would still be back in time for my own graduation ceremony, Sano promised. He said he wanted to make sure I was included because I'm an important part of Mizuki's life.
He wanted me to be there when he proposed.
About damn time, I said!
I knew we three would not be alone. HE had to be there. Shuichi Nakatsu. We didn't get along when I first visited Mizuki those years ago. Damn monkey! Stuck up jock! He gets on my nerves in the worst way! I can't stand him.
No. That's not true. Not anymore.
At first I put up with him for Mizuki's sake. Why else would I even bother to be in his presence if not for Mizuki? We fought like undignified children most of the time. I could do no right and he did everything wrong. Verbally we were quite abusive. But we kept it to a minimum. This trip was for our friends after all. What we did, we did for them.
Our friends are our life.
We have that much in common.
And quite a bit more.
Without realizing it, I found myself drawn to him. I would catch myself staring at him while he helped clean up the place on our first night there. I was awed with the gentle care he showed Mizuki and couldn't help but smile when he and Sano would joke around. There's an air of happiness about him, but watch out when he's angry. And boy can he cook! The man is a freaking genius in the kitchen!!
Okay, so he isn't that bad.
He's just...just so....
Oh hell, I don't know!
What really drew my attention were his eyes. The windows to the soul, or some think. My brief experiences with him prior to this trip only gave me the barest of hints. He loves what he does, true enough. And it's obvious he cares for Mizuki. And Sano. He's a true friend.
Why didn't I see it before?
His eyes light up a certain way when he's around his friends. They spark with excitement when he talks about soccer. They glisten when he's happy and glow when he's angry. You can read him like a book if you know what to look for. He's pretty openly emotional...for a guy. And his eyes are so damn sexy.
So is the rest of him!
Did I mention how cute his ass is?
There's even this special look he gave me while we were in bed. I think it was the alcohol. But I'd die happy if he'd look at me like that all the time.
Oh God help me!
What was I thinking? Wait. I wasn't. Not really. The alcohol did most of it. Sano and Mizuki had excused themselves; the man is such a perv when he's drunk! I started to clean up and Nakatsu...well I have no idea what he'd been doing. I just caught him staring at me. With those beautiful, smoldering, brown eyes of his.
Damn, I'm STILL thinking about it. It...as in...IT! How can I not?!
His kiss was...I don't know if I can really describe it. Magic seems too fanciful while hot just doesn't cover it. The sensation of his lip on mine sent shivers throughout. Fire sparked almost immediately, and it had nothing to do with anger or annoyance. Frustration, and the warmth of the alcohol, only served to make the kiss sweeter.
His hair was so fine under my fingertips. A touch of his skin on mine was like touching an open flame. His hands snuck under my shirt, holding me so close to his lean frame. Muscles jumped under my tentative touch. Damn but he's built.
I led him to my room, mainly because it was closest. Clothes departed quickly. I thought it was far too hot to be wearing anything. Between his hands and his lips, I was certain I would melt into a puddle on the stairs.
But when we reached my room, and the door closed behind me, things got REALLY hot.
I mean...he wore nothing but boxers!
And his eyes were so dark and sensual in the moonlight.
He's a tiger in bed. I never would've guessed that. Aggressive and determined. Yet...so gentle. And the same concentration he generally gives to his athletics. I'm breaking a sweat from the memories alone! My heart is doing flip-flops and I can feel the heat rushing through my lower body.
It's a good thing he's not here.
I might jump him.
Gathering up what clothing from the previous night that I can find, I can't help but be happy...and sad. No doubt he's freaked out. Probably means breakfast will suck. Damn it! That may lead to some rather uncomfortable questions from the others.
How will he answer them?
How will I?
Does he even remember?!
And Mizuki...for some reason I can see her being upset with both of us. Happy, too. Maybe. But considering the lectures I'd given her in the past, one should be forthcoming to me. It's only fair.
Way to go, Julia.
This was supposed to be a special weekend for our friends.
Now...it's a mess.
With a sigh, I pick out an outfit for the day and head to clean up. The smell of something good is coming from the kitchen and I can hear Mizuki's laughter. Nakatsu's voice is also discernable. Apparently Sano is awake too. His comment sends all three of them into a fit of laughter. The sound makes me pause at the base of the stairs.
Funny, I never felt like an outsider until now.
I want to curl in a ball and die.
Suck it up, Julia. Get a grip. Fix your hair. Straighten your blazer. Smooth out your jeans. There are worse things than a one-night stand.
Like burnt toast.
Or losing the trust of your best friend.
~TO BE CONTINUED~