Hana Kimi Fan Fiction ❯ Common Ground ❯ Part the Eleventh ( Chapter 11 )
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By: vampyremiyu 
A whole year has passed! Told from Nakatsu's point of view.
Anime/Manga: Hana Kimi Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 01.18.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 302 | Status: Completed
A whole year has passed! Told from Nakatsu's point of view.
Anime/Manga: Hana Kimi Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 01.18.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 302 | Status: Completed
COMMON GROUND
A Hana Kimi Challenge Fanfic
Written by Miyu, Vampire Princess
AUTHOR'S NOTES:
It's Nakatsu's turn once again. A year has passed! What has become of his relationship with Julia? Read and find out. No lemon here although a touch of lime for strong hints and some language.
DISCLAIMER:
I do not own Hana Kimi or the characters contained herein. I am simply borrowing them for my own evil purposes. I hope Nakajo-sensei will forgive me.
Part the Eleventh - Bad Habits
Why does it always come to this?
"I've got to go. Class starts in an hour."
"I'll talk to you later. Love you."
I'm embarrassed to say that this is becoming a BAD habit.
"I love you, too, Nakatsu. Good luck tomorrow."
"Thanks."
Not that I don't enjoy talking to Julia over the phone. I look forward to her phone calls. Her voice soothes my soul. I need to hear it; otherwise I start to think I dreamed her up. It's even better than seeing her through that wed camera she got me for Christmas.
Well...maybe....
Any contact I have with Julia sets me off anymore. I miss her so much.
So do other parts of me.
Which is why I'm lying in bed with my dick in my hands.
I know it's not right. But it's better than masturbating WHILE I'm talking to her. I'm guilty of that, too, actually. And with good reason! Not only does she play dirty, but she talks dirty, too.
I wonder if she touches herself when we talk....
GAH! What the hell have I become?! I disgust me.
But...it's only disgusting AFTER the fact.
It won't take much to get off. Gods she gives me more than enough. My imagination doesn't help either. All these images of her naked, blue eyes sparkling and blonde hair fanned out as we make love. And I can smell her perfume: a mix of flowers and fruit, particularly strawberries.
I need to buy strawberries.
I need Julia in my arms.
I need...to finish my homework so I won't have to worry about it at practice tomorrow.
Taking a quick shower helps me to relax. Nice and cold. When I finally leave the bathroom I'm much more at ease than when I hung up the phone.
My math homework, however, drives me insane. History isn't much better. Didn't I learn all this crap in high school? So why don't I remember it?!
School's not so bad though. I'm doing pretty well in science. Math's no piece of cake, but I manage. History wouldn't be so hard if I actually looked over the material. Philosophy, however, I've given up on. If I manage a passing grade, I'll be lucky.
I've never been a total slouch in school. College seems to be a totally different outlook, though. I work harder than before to get the same lame-ass grades. Sometimes I wonder why I bother.
Then I set foot on the football field, and I know.
In order to remain on the team I need to carry a certain average. To maintain my scholarship, the grade point average is slightly higher. Not unachievable, really, but a pain in the ass sometimes.
Next year will make this year seem worth the trouble. All this focus on stuff that's supposed to make me well rounded is boring. Necessary, but boring. At least next semester, I'll be able to focus more on athletic medicine, maybe take a few business course. Not because my mom wants me to, but because I want to.
I may also turn pro in football.
I've gotten several calls from scouts. Even spoken to a few in person. I'm trying to make my interest known while keeping my schooling concerns at the forefront. Many agree that a good education is great, but a chance to play professionally doesn't happen too often.
As much as it would make my first year feel like a waste in school, I'd be able to do what I love and love doing it. Plus I would still be able to take classes. So I could still earn a degree while playing professionally. Or finish school when I decide to retire. There are a lot of options to consider.
My mother isn't against my wanting to turn pro. She's just worried that I won't be able to get a decent job afterwards. And she doesn't want a complete idiot for a son. The latter I know to be true, even if she never says it.
Julia's feeling seem mixed as well. She wants me to do what I want to do, what's right for me now. I care about her opinion though. I know she'll support my decision 100 percent, but it will change the way we've been looking at our relationship.
"Plans change," as she keeps telling me. "Besides, on the salary you'll make, you could buy a home, a nice car and support me and four kids."
I hope she's joking. I mean...four kids?! Yeah, right!
I want at least five.
Speaking of constantly changing plans....
"Are you absolutely sure?"
"For the one-hundredth time man, I got your back! Don't sweat it. Just make sure you arrive on time and in one piece."
"Maybe I should just forget about the whole thing."
Sano called me yesterday.
"Oh no. No cold feet now. You'll be there if I have to drag your sorry ass."
"You'd do it too."
"Hey, what are friends for?"
Apparently their wedding plans have changed once again.
"Are you all packed and ready?"
"Yep. Mom even pressed off the suit. But it will need pressed again when I get there."
For like the tenth time in the past month alone!
"I think we can handle that. Just make sure YOU get here on time and in one piece."
"No sweat. I gotta run to practice so I'll talk to you later."
"See you next week."
Their wedding is next week. Sano's and Mizuki's wedding that is. Julia talked me into having a party for both of them since she couldn't have a bachelorette party for Mizuki.
"It's your duty as best man," she said.
Not a problem, I told her. A few phone calls to some friends -- not to mention the ones Io made, too -- and it was all arranged. No strippers -- not for lack of trying on Io's part either -- but plenty of games to keep 'em guessing, or so Io said.
Come to think of it, I'm scared to see how this is going to turn out.
Io can be all kinds of crazy.
I'm glad the wedding's going to take place at her resort. Well, the partying anyway. The ceremony will be performed on the beach. It'll be a Western style ceremony, much to the chagrin of Sano's family. The weather looks to be good, too.
Sano's already stressing about the small stuff, but Mizuki seems rather composed. Frantic, but composed. She always did do well under pressure. She's been busy with plans and coordinating everything. Sano...just worries about Mizuki.
"Things will be fine when it's all said and done," Julia assured me. "It takes a lot to pull off a wedding."
Tell me about it. When Julia told me what all needed to be done, I scoffed. But after hearing Sano talk about it, it's kinda scary. I can even hear the fear in his voice.
"I hope this goes well," he said.
"It will, don't sweat it." I tried to be reassuring.
I hope I'm right.
My train will get there just before lunch tomorrow. Enough time to get where I need to be to help set up for the party. Mizuki's family is flying in tomorrow afternoon, just in time to kick off the festivities. Sano's nervous. He's only met her family on one other occasion. And we fully intend to get him drunk in front of them. As if his first meeting with them wasn't embarrassing enough!
Julia will be flying in at the end of the week for the ceremony. Classes are keeping her stateside, but she's ditching one day just so she can stay longer and spend time with me. Believe me, I fully intend to keep her occupied.
I can't wait to hold her. Absence may make the heart grow fonder, but in this case, it's got a chokehold. I never thought I would miss anyone this much. As if our first week apart wasn't any indication!
I can't believe I've fallen in love so hard. I never thought I would after Mizuki. Especially with Julia! I suppose things do change.
The past year has had a lot of ups and downs. Not physically being with Julia is taking a toll. She feels the same way. School's also got both of us hitting books and writing papers. The hardships...I wouldn't trade them. A computer is no substitute for my girl, but if that's all I can have right now, I will forever cherish it.
Then make her pay for it later.
I want her with me. Is that too much to hope for?
To cheer me up, she's promised me a surprise. "You'll have to wait until after the wedding," she said. I could hear the smile in her voice. Could hear the promise of something very naughty.
GAH! Now I'm going to need another cold shower. Dammit!
~TO BE CONTINUED~
A Hana Kimi Challenge Fanfic
Written by Miyu, Vampire Princess
AUTHOR'S NOTES:
It's Nakatsu's turn once again. A year has passed! What has become of his relationship with Julia? Read and find out. No lemon here although a touch of lime for strong hints and some language.
DISCLAIMER:
I do not own Hana Kimi or the characters contained herein. I am simply borrowing them for my own evil purposes. I hope Nakajo-sensei will forgive me.
Part the Eleventh - Bad Habits
Why does it always come to this?
"I've got to go. Class starts in an hour."
"I'll talk to you later. Love you."
I'm embarrassed to say that this is becoming a BAD habit.
"I love you, too, Nakatsu. Good luck tomorrow."
"Thanks."
Not that I don't enjoy talking to Julia over the phone. I look forward to her phone calls. Her voice soothes my soul. I need to hear it; otherwise I start to think I dreamed her up. It's even better than seeing her through that wed camera she got me for Christmas.
Well...maybe....
Any contact I have with Julia sets me off anymore. I miss her so much.
So do other parts of me.
Which is why I'm lying in bed with my dick in my hands.
I know it's not right. But it's better than masturbating WHILE I'm talking to her. I'm guilty of that, too, actually. And with good reason! Not only does she play dirty, but she talks dirty, too.
I wonder if she touches herself when we talk....
GAH! What the hell have I become?! I disgust me.
But...it's only disgusting AFTER the fact.
It won't take much to get off. Gods she gives me more than enough. My imagination doesn't help either. All these images of her naked, blue eyes sparkling and blonde hair fanned out as we make love. And I can smell her perfume: a mix of flowers and fruit, particularly strawberries.
I need to buy strawberries.
I need Julia in my arms.
I need...to finish my homework so I won't have to worry about it at practice tomorrow.
Taking a quick shower helps me to relax. Nice and cold. When I finally leave the bathroom I'm much more at ease than when I hung up the phone.
My math homework, however, drives me insane. History isn't much better. Didn't I learn all this crap in high school? So why don't I remember it?!
School's not so bad though. I'm doing pretty well in science. Math's no piece of cake, but I manage. History wouldn't be so hard if I actually looked over the material. Philosophy, however, I've given up on. If I manage a passing grade, I'll be lucky.
I've never been a total slouch in school. College seems to be a totally different outlook, though. I work harder than before to get the same lame-ass grades. Sometimes I wonder why I bother.
Then I set foot on the football field, and I know.
In order to remain on the team I need to carry a certain average. To maintain my scholarship, the grade point average is slightly higher. Not unachievable, really, but a pain in the ass sometimes.
Next year will make this year seem worth the trouble. All this focus on stuff that's supposed to make me well rounded is boring. Necessary, but boring. At least next semester, I'll be able to focus more on athletic medicine, maybe take a few business course. Not because my mom wants me to, but because I want to.
I may also turn pro in football.
I've gotten several calls from scouts. Even spoken to a few in person. I'm trying to make my interest known while keeping my schooling concerns at the forefront. Many agree that a good education is great, but a chance to play professionally doesn't happen too often.
As much as it would make my first year feel like a waste in school, I'd be able to do what I love and love doing it. Plus I would still be able to take classes. So I could still earn a degree while playing professionally. Or finish school when I decide to retire. There are a lot of options to consider.
My mother isn't against my wanting to turn pro. She's just worried that I won't be able to get a decent job afterwards. And she doesn't want a complete idiot for a son. The latter I know to be true, even if she never says it.
Julia's feeling seem mixed as well. She wants me to do what I want to do, what's right for me now. I care about her opinion though. I know she'll support my decision 100 percent, but it will change the way we've been looking at our relationship.
"Plans change," as she keeps telling me. "Besides, on the salary you'll make, you could buy a home, a nice car and support me and four kids."
I hope she's joking. I mean...four kids?! Yeah, right!
I want at least five.
Speaking of constantly changing plans....
"Are you absolutely sure?"
"For the one-hundredth time man, I got your back! Don't sweat it. Just make sure you arrive on time and in one piece."
"Maybe I should just forget about the whole thing."
Sano called me yesterday.
"Oh no. No cold feet now. You'll be there if I have to drag your sorry ass."
"You'd do it too."
"Hey, what are friends for?"
Apparently their wedding plans have changed once again.
"Are you all packed and ready?"
"Yep. Mom even pressed off the suit. But it will need pressed again when I get there."
For like the tenth time in the past month alone!
"I think we can handle that. Just make sure YOU get here on time and in one piece."
"No sweat. I gotta run to practice so I'll talk to you later."
"See you next week."
Their wedding is next week. Sano's and Mizuki's wedding that is. Julia talked me into having a party for both of them since she couldn't have a bachelorette party for Mizuki.
"It's your duty as best man," she said.
Not a problem, I told her. A few phone calls to some friends -- not to mention the ones Io made, too -- and it was all arranged. No strippers -- not for lack of trying on Io's part either -- but plenty of games to keep 'em guessing, or so Io said.
Come to think of it, I'm scared to see how this is going to turn out.
Io can be all kinds of crazy.
I'm glad the wedding's going to take place at her resort. Well, the partying anyway. The ceremony will be performed on the beach. It'll be a Western style ceremony, much to the chagrin of Sano's family. The weather looks to be good, too.
Sano's already stressing about the small stuff, but Mizuki seems rather composed. Frantic, but composed. She always did do well under pressure. She's been busy with plans and coordinating everything. Sano...just worries about Mizuki.
"Things will be fine when it's all said and done," Julia assured me. "It takes a lot to pull off a wedding."
Tell me about it. When Julia told me what all needed to be done, I scoffed. But after hearing Sano talk about it, it's kinda scary. I can even hear the fear in his voice.
"I hope this goes well," he said.
"It will, don't sweat it." I tried to be reassuring.
I hope I'm right.
My train will get there just before lunch tomorrow. Enough time to get where I need to be to help set up for the party. Mizuki's family is flying in tomorrow afternoon, just in time to kick off the festivities. Sano's nervous. He's only met her family on one other occasion. And we fully intend to get him drunk in front of them. As if his first meeting with them wasn't embarrassing enough!
Julia will be flying in at the end of the week for the ceremony. Classes are keeping her stateside, but she's ditching one day just so she can stay longer and spend time with me. Believe me, I fully intend to keep her occupied.
I can't wait to hold her. Absence may make the heart grow fonder, but in this case, it's got a chokehold. I never thought I would miss anyone this much. As if our first week apart wasn't any indication!
I can't believe I've fallen in love so hard. I never thought I would after Mizuki. Especially with Julia! I suppose things do change.
The past year has had a lot of ups and downs. Not physically being with Julia is taking a toll. She feels the same way. School's also got both of us hitting books and writing papers. The hardships...I wouldn't trade them. A computer is no substitute for my girl, but if that's all I can have right now, I will forever cherish it.
Then make her pay for it later.
I want her with me. Is that too much to hope for?
To cheer me up, she's promised me a surprise. "You'll have to wait until after the wedding," she said. I could hear the smile in her voice. Could hear the promise of something very naughty.
GAH! Now I'm going to need another cold shower. Dammit!
~TO BE CONTINUED~