wahhh!!
poor nino..
demo..
i think this things really hurts him..

nino is such a very good friend!!! but i think if i was him, i'd do the same then...wonder what's next...he's heart is breaking really quick....

yoshimaru-san...thank you... i'll look forward to it...

keep it up! cant wait for the next chap!

To Ninomiya it seemed as though it had been years, five, ten years. But in truth, it had only been about eleven months, almost a year. He had avoided Chisa quite easily by being at the office at the least amount of time necessary and drowning himself in more work then necessary. His relationship between Ohno and himself went back to normal. Everything was normal, that is, the empty feeling inside him was larger now, and whenever he heard Chisa’s name or saw her, he just crumbles on the inside and works hard not to break down on the outside.

In the past month of October, he had avoided Chisa completely. He hadn’t seen her, or heard anything about her. He wondered how much confusion and pain he might have caused her by the sudden lack of communication and the cold attitude of ignoring her after being told that she was ready for a relationship. She didn’t show it. At first she was quite perusing, trying to figure out what was wrong, but soon, her motivation was shut down and she stopped asking, stopped talking altogether. Though, whenever they do pass in the halls or in the lounge area, the air seems to get heavy. If eye contact is made, confusion filled expressions fill her face while sorrow filled expressions fill his.

Sakurai, Aiba, and Matsumoto noticed this and came, individually during their opening time, to talk to Ninomiya about this. They couldn’t understand why he just cut the line. Dropped it. They tried hard to figure out what the reason was, although they had a good idea it was something to do with Ohno. Whether they had gone to talk to him about it, Ninomiya didn’t know. But to him, it didn’t seem like they had since Ohno was still taking her on dates, slowly moving her heart to him. This was exactly what Ninomiya had aimed for, though, he hadn’t calculated how much pain he had to go through, realizing that they had created a life together, a life that Ninomiya was supposed to be in, not Ohno.

If he had known how much pain it was to know that they were almost together, that her heart was moving to him, he might have re-thought about his actions, but it’s too late now. He can’t change what he had done almost a year ago. In just a matter of weeks, it would be the day he had met her, bumping into her after his car dying. Then, within days after that, it would be their first unofficial date. Ninomiya wasn’t sure he would be able to make it out of his house on those days. Just seeing the dates on the calendar made his chest tighten with pain, his breathing rasp. Was it normal to feel such pain?

It was during his break that the message had arrived. The message that sent him shaking even into filming his scenes.

It’s important. 9:30 tonight in front of Pocket Cafe, I’ll be waiting.
Please come.
Chisa


“Ah forget it!” the director yelled, frustrated. “Everyone go home!” Ninomiya bowed his head low.

“I’m apologize! Please, please continue!” he had made a mistake on the same scene so many times, he had to use more then two hands to count. Everyone was filing out of the studio. The director turned around and looked Ninomiya in the eyes.

“There’s something wrong with you today. I don’t want to film while you’re like this. Go home, rest, get whatever’s on your mind taken care of. Come back tomorrow,” he put on a kind smile before continuing. “Everyone has their off days. Even idols. Even Ninomiya Kazunari.” And with that, he left Ninomiya alone in the studio, feeling his shoulders release with weight.

It was already nine when Ninomiya got out of the studio. He was lost between the two options. Go home, ignore the message and pretend you never got it, move on with life. Or, go there, meet her. Everything within him screamed for him to go. That this was his last chance, the choice that would change his life forever. And yet, even with all the pushing and encouraging inside him, something was keeping him from flying to where she is, to hear what she has to say.

Ninomiya got home and changed into clean clothes. His mind was running full blast on whether to go or not. He knew for a fact that he wouldn’t be able to stay home, unless, that is, he wanted to become mad.

Ten. It was now ten and Ninomiya was no where near the cafe. He was, in fact, at a park near the office, sitting on a bench. To go or to stay? It was a battlefield in his mind. He wanted to go, to see her, to just be near her. Then again, if he went, he knew he would become an emotional wreck and all his hard work within the year would go to a waste. He then looked at his watch again and realized it was eleven. It was too late now. The cafe would be closed, but for some reason, his feet were moving towards there, carrying him to the cafe.

There was a gust of wind that blew coolness deep into his bones. He pulled his coat closer as he walked. It was a cold night. The sky was clear, which made it colder, but the stars were shining down. Ninomiya stopped walking and looked up ahead of him. In the empty side walk, in front of the cafe, she stood there with her coat pulled tightly around her.

“Chisa…” his mouth opened automatically, saying her name. The wind carried his voice and she turned her head and their eyes met.

“Kazunari…” her voice was relieved as she took a few tentative steps over to Ninomiya. Once she was close enough, her face turned into stone and her hand flew at his face, slapping him.

“Owe!” Ninomiya cupped his cheek and looked at Chisa, shocked.

“You made a girl wait for two hours. Especially in the cold.” Ninomiya glanced at his watch and saw that it was almost rounding twelve. It was more then two hours.

“And so late at night…” he said quietly. “Sorry.”

“At least you came,” She smiled at him. “Let’s walk.” Ninomiya nodded and followed her. At first, they walked in silence but Ninomiya couldn’t handle that anymore.

“It’s important?” his heart was beating unsteadily. It seemed as thought it might just shatter any moment. His mind was screaming for him to leave. This was wrong. But his feet kept pace with hers. She frowned and took in a deep breath before letting it out.

“You just had to ruin things by jumping right to business…” she looked at Ninomiya with a sad expression. “I finally got you to come see me, you have no idea how much it means to me.” Ninomiya felt uncomfortable.

“Sorry…” he said softly, his voice shook.

“Satoshi-kun asked me out,” she said. Ninomiya’s heart cracked. He nodded. “I asked for time to think about it,” Chisa stopped walking. “Kazunari…Kazu…” she murmured. “I won’t go out with him if…” she paused and looked at Ninomiya. “I still like you. A lot. If…if I still have a chance with you…I need to know.”

“Chisa…” his voice broke, and his heart was now crumbled into nothing more then dust that was blown away by the wind. “He’s a good guy.” Her face became tight. Her eyes became glassy as she nodded.

“If that’s what you want…” her voice broke as she just turned and walked off. Ninomiya’s heart pounded loudly, coming back to life.

“Wait!” Ninomiya yelled after her. He ran to her. His mind, his body, screamed against his actions but his heart couldn’t take it anymore. He couldn’t handle it. She was the one. He knew it. Ninomiya grabbed her into a hug from behind. "Say no..." he breathed. Chisa’s body stiffened but loosened after the initial shock wore off.

“Kazunari?”

“I love you,” he said into her ears. “I can’t bear to see you get any further from me…” he let his grip around her loosen and turned her around. “Chisa…” he whispered as he leaned closer, their lips locking. They broke apart and Chisa looked at Ninomiya with tears in her eyes.

“I waited…” her voice shook.

“Sorry,” he smiled at her, pulling her into a hug. “Sorry to keep you waiting. Sorry to hurt you.”

Behind them, Ohno stood, stiff, seeing the whole thing play out before his eyes. He had followed Ninomiya after he had seen him at the park. The other man hadn’t noticed Ohno following him. Ohno’s body shook, but a smile tickled his lips.

“Finally…” he whispered. “Sorry, you two…” tears streamed down his face. He turned around and left the couple staring and smiling stupidly at each other in the middle of a cold November night.



The End

One thing's for sure:

Nino and Chisa are made for each other.

Bravo and Cheers for finishing this amazing fic.

the story subarashi.....

just waiting for the next....

nino nino nino....

tday i fell sleepy...very very sleepyyyyyyy.....

Is this story before Aiba and Rika or is there any connection at all?

candycup,
no, this story has nothing to do with rika and aiba.