Searching for a New Heart
By : Sissi
Disclaimer : I do not own Magic Knight Rayearth
Chapter Five
Thu-Thump Thu-Thump
Shit. My heart is beating like mad and I simply can’t keep myself calm, whilst my cheeks are getting redder and redder. And, to worse it all, Ascot is looking at me with those huge green eyes full of worry, fidgeting with the hem of his shirt.
Crap, this shouldn’t be happening, I mean, I have met this girl for only a day and look what she’s already done to me. Strange, I’ve never felt like this before, but it doesn’t feel good. I feel like my heart is being squeezed by some invisible hand and it hurts like hell.
“Ferio? Please, say something!” Ascot pleaded. Why is he looking at me as if I were a ghost?
“He-hey, Ascot,” damn, I am stammering, “I’m fine, really. She’s busy, so I guess w-we should go.”
We are about to turn and leave the forsaken place, at least from my point of view, when I heard a familiar voice call my name. I think someone up there doesn’t like me. Better saying, I think this certain being hates me.
“Hi Eagle.”
“So it was you. Thanks again for yesterday.”
“Nah, that was nothing. Anyway, I should be going.”
“So early? Come on, you came here to see her, right?”
Boy, isn’t he insistent or what? If I didn’t knew he was her boyfriend I would have thought he was playing the matchmaker, which wouldn’t be a bad idea at all. But...
“Sorry, but Ferio has to help me with the homework.”
Saint Ascot!! Man, I’ve never felt so relieved before. Hmm, remind me later : buy a very expensive gift for him for his birthday.
I nod and apology for my banging the door previously and we leave the hospital in a haste. When we are finally out of the building I run my fingers through my hair and notice that my forehead is wet with my sweat.
“Care to tell me what happened there?” I turn my face to the other side, unsure of what to do. Should I truly tell him everything that happened there or maybe it’d be better to skip some details? Heck, he was the one who save me there, he deserves to know everything.
“He’s her boyfriend.”
“But, you said that-“
“I know, but I was wrong. I saw them kissing in her room. Are you implying that it was an incest what I saw?”
“Hey, don’t get so offensive, I’m your friend, remember?”
I sigh. I’m really getting grouchy. I think I should go home, take a bath, do something to relax my mind. Yeah, good idea.
“Let’s talk about it tomorrow, ok? I want to go home now.”
“Sure.”
We start to stroll down the road, his attentive eyes watching me as if I were unaware of his antics.
What a day...
* * * * * * * * * *
I wake up to see the curtain drawn and the shadows playing around my bed where I am lying right now. I close my eyes for a minute and breathe deeply, my chest rising and falling with my chosen rhythm.
The house is silent and the only noise I hear is from the wind knocking on my closed window. It is probably going to be a cold day. Well, maybe not.
I finally sit upright and yawn, flexing my limbs at the same time. I hear some bones crack and my stomach roar, demanding food. I don’t remember if I ate last night for everything is a blur except for the ultimate decision I came up with : see another girl. Easy, huh?
This is going to be my main target for the day : forget Fuu with another girl, not a bimbo, I hope. I want some smart yet beautiful girl beside me, making me laugh and enjoy our time together. Bleh. I sound like a girl thinking like this.
Well, let’s take a bath, shall we? I’ll only have to use some cologne, wear some clean clothes, comb the hair and I’ll be ready to strike. Girls, stay home or you’ll fall helpless under my spell. Hmm, man, I don’t know which was worse; this last statement or the previous one.
And Gosh, I am babbling.
My day hasn’t started as I had planned. Damn.
I enter the bathroom and turn the shower. Can you believe the sound of water falling on the ground can be very soothing? Well, I’ve just discovered it.
Dropping my dirty clothes in the basket in the corner, I step in and already feel relaxed as the holy liquid hits my tanned skin, massaging my sore limbs. I grab the sponge and rub in against my arm, slowly cleaning myself.
I don’t know how long my shower took, but I feel revigorated after it, like a new man has been reborn. I go to my wardrobe and look at the piles of clothes, deciding to wear a pair of jeans and a blue T-shirt, written, if you wanna know, “I am devil itself”. I remember I bought it at some shop in Hokkaido when I went there to visit my grandparents. Long time I haven’t seen them, by the way.
Anyway, when I am fully clothed, I walk to the kitchen and open the refrigerator. Grabbing the bottle of juice, I pour the liquid inside a glass and gulp it quickly. Grabbing an apple from the fruit basket, I throw it to the air before catching it with the other hand. Giving it a bite and snatching my bag from the sofa, I open the door and leave my apartment.
I whistle along the road, watching the businessmen running and looking at their wristwatches with wide eyes whilst sputtering some swearing words. Some small kids are walking hand-in-hand with their moms with a sorrowful face. I know what they are thinking and feeling.
Why must we go to school? We learn many subjects that we simply won’t use in our lives. I mean, sure, we are gonna use Math in some parts of our lives, but for instance, we are never going to use History! Why should we learn about something that happened ages ago? Well, my History teacher says it is important so we won’t make the same mistakes in the future. Yeah, right.
I stop. Since when have I become so cynical? Okay, critical ? I shake my head, the ideas I had previously conceived dissipating from my mind.
Ten minutes later, I am right in front of my school. The beige colour doesn’t seem right to me, but who am I to criticize the paiting colour the decorator chose?
I think I am going mad.
As I enter, I bump into another body, making the other student’s books fall on the floor. Great. I kneel down and grab some of them, handing them to a very flushed brown-haired girl.
“Th-thank you.” She hastily takes her books from my hands and run away, leaving a trail of dust behind. I blink once , then twice before realizing that the girl probably had a crush on me. I grin. I don’t think this day will be that bad.
Full of confidence, I push the door and enter the building. It would be an interesting day.
* * * * * * * *
The first class I have is Math. Shinomori-sensei is teaching us the some theorem that involves the angles of a triangle. I look at the window and watch the blue sky, some white and fluffy clouds floating near the sun. Today’s a beautiful day, but unfortunately, I am stuck inside this room.
I sigh helplessly and start drawing some manga characters in my notebook. What was it that Ascot had told me? First draw the face and then the big eyes? Hmm, it is hard...I think I’ll try the other way around. Hey, this is much easier! I’ll tell him later about this.
I drop the pencil and look at Shinomori-sensei. His blue eyes are very cold, almost freezing me over. I heard some rumours that he was going out with Takani-sensei. Hmm, they make a beautiful couple but she seems too lively and he, too calm. What was it that people say? Opposites attract?
Damn, Shinomori-sensei’s love life is better than mine, how pathetic. I shake my head.
“...and then, it is proved this theorem. Is there any question?”
“No.” We all answer. He seems satisfied with our reply and quickly snatches the book closed, placing it on the table. Right after he does this, the beel rang. Man, how can someone be so methodic? It’s incredible, amazing!
“See you next week.” He opens the door and leave, not before we all hear a small giggle and a very familiar voice teasing him. Feh. I guess the rumours were right.
* * * * * * * *
Finally, this is the last class before lunch. I can’t believe how I managed to survive all these years but I did. Copying the blackboard quickly, I write the last few kanjis before leaving a breath of relief.
After the sensei told us about the homework, which, mind you, consists of an essay of whether you agree with the war between United States and Iraq, I close my eyes and relax.
The bell rings and I stand up, ready to have lunch.
That is, before I felt someone tapping lightly on my shoulder.
“Yes?”
It’s the girl I had bumped into this morning. She doesn’t feel very comfortable for she’s blushing furiously and doesn’t want to meet my eyes. Hmm, this is going to be very interesting.
“I-I would li-like to know if yo-you are busy this eve-evening.”
Ah, so she’s asking me out. Well, this reminds me, I need to forget Fuu, so why not? Let’s give it a shot, neh? I know, I must sound like some insensitive monster from the girls’point of views. But hey, Fuu’s already got a boyfriend and I need to stop thinking about her. This was the only solution I found after what...three hours?
“Nope, I’m free. Why?”
Okay, I think she’s going to pass out right now. She’s scarlet for God’s sake!
“Do you wan-want to go t-to the movies wi-with me?”
“Sure. Let’s go after school, ok?”
“Yes!” she cried out, before running away, once again, leaving a trail of dust behind. Man, she’s got very quick legs here, I bet.
I turn around and open a pocket of my bag, grabbing some money from inside it. I walk out the classroom, something nagging me from the back of my mind. Somehow, I have the impression that a figure in white is watching me. Yes, in white, with blonde hair and green eyes.
Searching for a New Heart 5/?
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Searching for a New Heart 5/?
"No eye could be clearer or brighter than the eye that had nothing to create, nothing to do but gaze" (The Deacy of the Angel --- Yukio Mishima)
"Where are there laws regulating an angel?" (The Decay of the Angel --- Yukio Mishima)
"Where are there laws regulating an angel?" (The Decay of the Angel --- Yukio Mishima)
Nice. Very nice. This story is just wonderful to read. And poor Ferio is losing his mind! I don't want him to forget Fuu. *sob* And the illusion to Eagle at the end (if that's indeed what it was) was great. ^^
I eagerly await more of this story.
I eagerly await more of this story.

there is a fine line between "hobby" and "mental illness"
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Thanks miyuchan for your review, and I also feel bad for Ferio, but everything will turn out alright, just wait and see. The illusion in the end was actually Fuu ( golden hair and green eyes ), but it would have been interesting if it had been Eagle. Guilt, jealousy...who knows? ^_^
I'll try to have the next chapter up soon. I am currently working on the seventh chapter, so wait a little bit more and it will be posted here.
Kisses,
Sissi
I'll try to have the next chapter up soon. I am currently working on the seventh chapter, so wait a little bit more and it will be posted here.
Kisses,
Sissi
"No eye could be clearer or brighter than the eye that had nothing to create, nothing to do but gaze" (The Deacy of the Angel --- Yukio Mishima)
"Where are there laws regulating an angel?" (The Decay of the Angel --- Yukio Mishima)
"Where are there laws regulating an angel?" (The Decay of the Angel --- Yukio Mishima)