Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction ❯ The Most Nerve-Wracking Day Of My Life ❯ The Day Begins... Oooooh boy... ( Prologue )
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By: Serenitychan13 
The start of the most nerve-wracking day of Souzou Sagara's life. Everything seems normal... Doesn't it?
Anime/Manga: Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Drama / Comedy | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 02.20.2004 | Updated On: 01.25.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 739 | Visits: 281 | Status: Completed
The start of the most nerve-wracking day of Souzou Sagara's life. Everything seems normal... Doesn't it?
Anime/Manga: Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Drama / Comedy | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 02.20.2004 | Updated On: 01.25.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 739 | Visits: 281 | Status: Completed
The Most Nerve-Wracking Day of My Life
A Romantic Comedy by: Serenity-chan
POV = * *
Thoughts = ' '
Speaking = " " (Did I really need to say that?)
Prologue
(Or "The Day Begins... Oooooh boy...")
*Souzou*
I woke at dawn and had been pacing nervously around my room since then. Sweat was trailing down my face in little rivulets and I couldn't stay still. I turned the little box over in my hand again, opened it and sighed. Yes, the ring was still there, just as it had been the last twenty or so times I checked. My palms were slick with sweat and the small black velvet box nearly slipped from my hand. I stuck it back in my pocket and swiped a hand over my forehead.
'Can I do this?' I thought, staring at the wall.
I thought about what I had planned. I had turned twenty recently and had sworn to myself that I would propose soon. Today was the day, it had to be. It was a beautiful day in April and the sakura trees were in full bloom. The garden, as far as I knew, had remained undisturbed and it was there that I planned to finally ask Midori to be my wife.
*Midori*
The sun finally filtered into my room and, for once in my almost-twenty years of life, I was good and ready for it. I had been awake for some time - I'm guessing my eyes had opened just before the light of dawn. I didn't know why I was up so early - I was well-known in the family for being a night owl - and usually I loved to sleep in. But for some reason, today I wasn't complaining - in fact, I was eager! Excitement felt like static on my skin.
Souzou had turned twenty about a week ago and had been acting funny since then - I wondered if it was because of how he had acted when his friends got him drunk. But that's another story altogether... He had been secretive and was always stumbling over his words, like he couldn't talk right. A few times, I had caught him staring at me with an odd look on his face. Once, he saw me looking and blushed bright red. He hadn't blushed since he was seventeen, so I was starting to get a little worried.
'What could he be thinking?' I thought, twirling a lock of hair around my finger. 'Ugh, guys are so hard to figure out..."
He had asked me to go somewhere with him today and of course I said yes. We were going to start early, which I usually would have protested to. Then again, to me, "early" is anytime before ten on a weekend. But this time I dragged myself off my futon and went to fish through my closet for a nice kimono. Finally I found a nice lavender one and chose a white obi to go with it. I hated tying those things, so I went to wake my sister.
'I wonder why he didn't say where we were going...' I thought vaguely.
"Setona, wake up!" I whispered, poking my fourteen-year-old sister until she opened one sleepy dark green eye and glared at me.
"What is it?" she hissed.
I rolled my eyes. Setona could be lazier than me sometimes, and that was saying something. But she was definitely better at tying an obi than I was. I poked her again, playfully trying to annoy her.
"I need you to help me with my white obi," I hissed back. "I have to leave in, like, half an hour!"
She sat up, now thoroughly awake and interested.
"Going somewhere with Souzou again?" she asked knowingly, one eyebrow raised.
I blushed in spite of myself and stared at the wall. I could practically HEAR my sister grinning at me.
"Thought so," she said brightly. "Come on, I'll help you... But you owe me..."
"Whatever," I replied.
The two of us headed for my room to tackle the insanely complicated bow.
A Romantic Comedy by: Serenity-chan
POV = * *
Thoughts = ' '
Speaking = " " (Did I really need to say that?)
Prologue
(Or "The Day Begins... Oooooh boy...")
*Souzou*
I woke at dawn and had been pacing nervously around my room since then. Sweat was trailing down my face in little rivulets and I couldn't stay still. I turned the little box over in my hand again, opened it and sighed. Yes, the ring was still there, just as it had been the last twenty or so times I checked. My palms were slick with sweat and the small black velvet box nearly slipped from my hand. I stuck it back in my pocket and swiped a hand over my forehead.
'Can I do this?' I thought, staring at the wall.
I thought about what I had planned. I had turned twenty recently and had sworn to myself that I would propose soon. Today was the day, it had to be. It was a beautiful day in April and the sakura trees were in full bloom. The garden, as far as I knew, had remained undisturbed and it was there that I planned to finally ask Midori to be my wife.
*Midori*
The sun finally filtered into my room and, for once in my almost-twenty years of life, I was good and ready for it. I had been awake for some time - I'm guessing my eyes had opened just before the light of dawn. I didn't know why I was up so early - I was well-known in the family for being a night owl - and usually I loved to sleep in. But for some reason, today I wasn't complaining - in fact, I was eager! Excitement felt like static on my skin.
Souzou had turned twenty about a week ago and had been acting funny since then - I wondered if it was because of how he had acted when his friends got him drunk. But that's another story altogether... He had been secretive and was always stumbling over his words, like he couldn't talk right. A few times, I had caught him staring at me with an odd look on his face. Once, he saw me looking and blushed bright red. He hadn't blushed since he was seventeen, so I was starting to get a little worried.
'What could he be thinking?' I thought, twirling a lock of hair around my finger. 'Ugh, guys are so hard to figure out..."
He had asked me to go somewhere with him today and of course I said yes. We were going to start early, which I usually would have protested to. Then again, to me, "early" is anytime before ten on a weekend. But this time I dragged myself off my futon and went to fish through my closet for a nice kimono. Finally I found a nice lavender one and chose a white obi to go with it. I hated tying those things, so I went to wake my sister.
'I wonder why he didn't say where we were going...' I thought vaguely.
"Setona, wake up!" I whispered, poking my fourteen-year-old sister until she opened one sleepy dark green eye and glared at me.
"What is it?" she hissed.
I rolled my eyes. Setona could be lazier than me sometimes, and that was saying something. But she was definitely better at tying an obi than I was. I poked her again, playfully trying to annoy her.
"I need you to help me with my white obi," I hissed back. "I have to leave in, like, half an hour!"
She sat up, now thoroughly awake and interested.
"Going somewhere with Souzou again?" she asked knowingly, one eyebrow raised.
I blushed in spite of myself and stared at the wall. I could practically HEAR my sister grinning at me.
"Thought so," she said brightly. "Come on, I'll help you... But you owe me..."
"Whatever," I replied.
The two of us headed for my room to tackle the insanely complicated bow.