Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Akasaka Moon ❯ Fields ( Chapter 8 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
Fields
“Juriko-chan, what does Haruka-chan like?” I asked one
hot spring day after school. I was running out of ways to get
closer to that ice queen. I figured I would go to the source and
ask Juriko for help. She gave me a funny look.
“What?” she asked.
“What does Haruka-chan like?” I asked.
“Why?”
I shrugged at her under my willow tree. “I don't know. I just
thought I would get her a gift or something. She always looks angry
at the world.” She didn't speak for a good thirty seconds. I
noticed her trying not to laugh. I blinked with a blank look on my
face. I still didn't get why she liked doing that to me so
much.
“What?” I asked.
Juriko's giggles slipped out of her mouth. “You want to get
Haruka a gift?”
“Well yeah, maybe, I don't know.”
“Why do you want to get my sister a gift?”
“I don't know.”
“Don't bother,” Juriko said without missing a beat. I
blinked as I sat up. Okay, I hadn't really counted on her to say
that just yet. She usually tries to play around with my head longer
than that before giving an answer. She must be up to something.
“What? Why?” I asked.
“She doesn't like those sorts of things,” Juriko
said.
“Why?” I asked. She twirled her long midnight blue hair
in her dainty pale fingers as she grinned. I wanted to smell it
again so badly. Damn her for teasing me! Damn her!
“Haruka… has never really liked cute or sweet
things,” she said. I still didn't get where this could be
going. She always made me look like a fool at the end of the day. I
should've caught on by now, right?
“Then… what does she like?” I asked.
Juriko leaned within inches of my face. “That, is one thing
you'll have to find out on your own.” She tapped me on the
tip of my nose. I stared at her with blank eyes. Uh… What
just happened?
Juriko kept getting stranger to me. She changed the rules in this
three-way game that we played. Just when I thought I'm got her
figured out, she threw in another twist to my quest. It's as if she
knew what I was doing and she refused to let me get close. I played
into her charm and games.
Yet for reasons I couldn't grasp at the time that made the hunt for
the truth of everything even more appealing. I guess I kind of
wanted what I could not have in a sense. Maybe, it was something
deeper that the three of us had yet to see. Even then, I didn't
know how to turn back even if I wanted to.