The Wallflower Fan Fiction ❯ The journey ❯ working plan ( Chapter 4 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: darkangelthefallen 
Anime/Manga: The Wallflower Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 04.19.2009 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 363 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: The Wallflower Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 04.19.2009 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 363 | Status: Work In Progress
Author note: Yet again I do not own The Wallflower and I do not make any money from the writing of this fanfic. I do not have a beta so any feedback you would be willing to give me would be very much appreciated even though I am writing this fic more for myself. In other words please review it takes one minute to tell me if I have caused you pleasure or pain. Seriously, I am begging you here, down on my knees and I am baking homemade cookies.
Sunako walked up to the door and took a deep breath. A light knock was heard inside the house and Kyouhei’s mother headed toward the door. When she pulled her front door open she had the surprise of her life. Standing outside her door was a girl that seemed vaguely familiar. The only problem with that was the person this girl reminded her of was that Sunako character that her son hung around. Of course, this could not possibly be the same girl she was much more beautiful. (Of course it helped that Kyouhei’s mother had only seen her in chibi form.) Sunako had taken off her hat and brushed out her hair before she had left for Kyouhei’s parent’s house. She remembered how her last visit had turned out and she didn’t want a similar result. Her efforts would have left her looking completely normal if it had not been for the classic beauty she hid from the world. Sunako stood there in front of the dumbstruck woman for two full minutes before she found the courage to speak. “Hello, I don’t know if you remember me but I am a friends of your son Kyouhei, my name is Sunako. I know you have a little bit of a problem standing next to him, like I do, and I think I have thought of a way to get used to his radiance but I’ll need your help.”
Kyouhei’s mother was astounded and she invited Sunako in for tea. While they sat there in the living room Sunako revealed to Kyouhei’s mother what had been going on lately as well as her plan to get used to Kyouhei’s looks so she didn’t pass out every time she got too close. Kyouhei’s mother listened with rapt attention. She had only been thinking of her own problems before and didn’t realize she was putting her son through so much pain. She began to think that maybe Sunako had done the right thing on her previous visit when she attempted to get rid of all the mirrors and cosmetics in the house. An hour later Sunako left the house with a shoebox full of pictures and a promise from Kyouhei’s mother that she will try to find a way to take care of her problems and apologize to Kyouhei for all the pain she caused him.
After she got home Sunako locked herself in her room. Normally she didn’t use the locks because only Kyouhei would dare to venture into her room, but if he caught her doing this it would create a very embarrassing moment so she used her best judgment and let the lock click for the first time since she moved in. Slowly she opened the box and took out one photograph. It was a picture of Kyouhei on his thirteenth birthday. He was just as radiant then but it did not affect her at all so she laid it aside and stuck her hand in to the box again. Yet again she pulled out a younger photograph that did not affect her and set it aside. The third time she put her hand in she came up with gold. In this picture Kyouhei was age sixteen and was eating watermelon in the back yard with his shirt off. A dribble of blood began to trickle out of Sunako’s nose. She pulled a tissue out of a box she had laying next to her. This photo she put in a different pile. Soon she had the entire box sorted out and she was sticking them into two different albums. The first she would take back to Kyouhei’s mother the next day, the second she would keep and look at every hour until they had as little of an effect on her as the first album had. It was the perfect beginning to her plan, she only hoped it didn’t take too long.
Meanwhile downstairs Kyouhei had just got a phone call from Ami. “Yes, he accepted the invite but Kyouhei there is a little bit of a problem that we didn’t consider before.”
“And what would that problem be Ami?” Kyouhei spoke into the phone.
“Well, it seems Michi has been obsessed for a while now with a certain girl who was featured in a certain picture that was taken by a certain famous photographer.” Ami sat for a moment trying to let what she had just said sink into Kyouhei’s head.
“And that means? What picture are you talking about?” Ami shook her head. She knew guys could be a little dense but it was right about now that she was absolutely sure that Kyouhei had to be the most dense she had ever personally met.
“Well , the problem is that the picture I am talking about is Moonlight Supper.” Suddenly something in Kyouhei’s head clicked and two plus two no longer equaled three. It finally hit four.
“Thanks Ami, I understand. See you at the party.” Kyouhei closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He could only think of one thing as he slowly walked to his room to gather the things for his shower. How can love hurt so much? He knew he was doing the right thing but that didn’t make it hurt any less. When he turned on the shower he let his tears flow. Hidden by the water he let his emotions out. It was the one of the only two times he felt safe doing so. The only other time he could cry was when he was with Sunako. Of course everyone knows how often that happened.
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Sunako walked up to the door and took a deep breath. A light knock was heard inside the house and Kyouhei’s mother headed toward the door. When she pulled her front door open she had the surprise of her life. Standing outside her door was a girl that seemed vaguely familiar. The only problem with that was the person this girl reminded her of was that Sunako character that her son hung around. Of course, this could not possibly be the same girl she was much more beautiful. (Of course it helped that Kyouhei’s mother had only seen her in chibi form.) Sunako had taken off her hat and brushed out her hair before she had left for Kyouhei’s parent’s house. She remembered how her last visit had turned out and she didn’t want a similar result. Her efforts would have left her looking completely normal if it had not been for the classic beauty she hid from the world. Sunako stood there in front of the dumbstruck woman for two full minutes before she found the courage to speak. “Hello, I don’t know if you remember me but I am a friends of your son Kyouhei, my name is Sunako. I know you have a little bit of a problem standing next to him, like I do, and I think I have thought of a way to get used to his radiance but I’ll need your help.”
Kyouhei’s mother was astounded and she invited Sunako in for tea. While they sat there in the living room Sunako revealed to Kyouhei’s mother what had been going on lately as well as her plan to get used to Kyouhei’s looks so she didn’t pass out every time she got too close. Kyouhei’s mother listened with rapt attention. She had only been thinking of her own problems before and didn’t realize she was putting her son through so much pain. She began to think that maybe Sunako had done the right thing on her previous visit when she attempted to get rid of all the mirrors and cosmetics in the house. An hour later Sunako left the house with a shoebox full of pictures and a promise from Kyouhei’s mother that she will try to find a way to take care of her problems and apologize to Kyouhei for all the pain she caused him.
After she got home Sunako locked herself in her room. Normally she didn’t use the locks because only Kyouhei would dare to venture into her room, but if he caught her doing this it would create a very embarrassing moment so she used her best judgment and let the lock click for the first time since she moved in. Slowly she opened the box and took out one photograph. It was a picture of Kyouhei on his thirteenth birthday. He was just as radiant then but it did not affect her at all so she laid it aside and stuck her hand in to the box again. Yet again she pulled out a younger photograph that did not affect her and set it aside. The third time she put her hand in she came up with gold. In this picture Kyouhei was age sixteen and was eating watermelon in the back yard with his shirt off. A dribble of blood began to trickle out of Sunako’s nose. She pulled a tissue out of a box she had laying next to her. This photo she put in a different pile. Soon she had the entire box sorted out and she was sticking them into two different albums. The first she would take back to Kyouhei’s mother the next day, the second she would keep and look at every hour until they had as little of an effect on her as the first album had. It was the perfect beginning to her plan, she only hoped it didn’t take too long.
Meanwhile downstairs Kyouhei had just got a phone call from Ami. “Yes, he accepted the invite but Kyouhei there is a little bit of a problem that we didn’t consider before.”
“And what would that problem be Ami?” Kyouhei spoke into the phone.
“Well, it seems Michi has been obsessed for a while now with a certain girl who was featured in a certain picture that was taken by a certain famous photographer.” Ami sat for a moment trying to let what she had just said sink into Kyouhei’s head.
“And that means? What picture are you talking about?” Ami shook her head. She knew guys could be a little dense but it was right about now that she was absolutely sure that Kyouhei had to be the most dense she had ever personally met.
“Well , the problem is that the picture I am talking about is Moonlight Supper.” Suddenly something in Kyouhei’s head clicked and two plus two no longer equaled three. It finally hit four.
“Thanks Ami, I understand. See you at the party.” Kyouhei closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He could only think of one thing as he slowly walked to his room to gather the things for his shower. How can love hurt so much? He knew he was doing the right thing but that didn’t make it hurt any less. When he turned on the shower he let his tears flow. Hidden by the water he let his emotions out. It was the one of the only two times he felt safe doing so. The only other time he could cry was when he was with Sunako. Of course everyone knows how often that happened.
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