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Okay, dieser Titel musste sein.
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Tja, Ryuu, dann stell ich das wohl mal für dich rein, ne? :D Ich hab nämlich keine Lust alles auf einmal zu posten :3

Dear Stalker-san! - Chapter 1

-Falling in love is a piece of art.
So, when I saw you, you gave my life a new colour.-

Right now, the me hiding behind this wall, is extremely happy. Though it may not look like this, I, Arai Shiori, am actually in love with the person I'm looking at: Aikawa Misaki.
Usually normal people would what I'm doing call STALKING and I know I'm weird. It's just the fact I can't stop. There he was, laughing with his friends being as bright as the sun.
He wasn't especially popular, just refreshing to be friends with. That kind of personality allowed him to never be alone. Ever since I started growing feelings for him, I planned to tell him my feelings. But today, once again, I do not have the courage to come up to him and let him pass me without looking in my direction.
Frustrating. Painful.
It was one year ago that I fell in love with him. One rainy day my poor and ugly self stood out there alone in the rain and Misaki was the only one to give me his kind words. The words that saved me. That time I was thinking, why me? and he told me that "not the smallest light wasn't worth looking at". I changed since then and gave myself a new colour.
I'm sure Misaki does not remember the crying girl in front of the school, but I still want him to see how bright my light is. Knowing him, even if he does not remember me, he will still say things that will cheer me up. Because he's Misaki.
With a last sigh I return to my classroom. One of my classmates, a black haired slender girl, is blocking my way in, constantly looking at me. That's nothing special in particular. Now and then, people would notice that I stalk Misaki and they would eventually try to make me stop it. Sometimes they're violent and sometimes they end up crying, pained by their rejected feelings. All I can do is watch as they break one by one. And know I can never confess, even if I plan to day by day, in order to not get broken too.
It's like that today too. The way this girl looks at me: like I'm garbage in her way. Maybe I really am. Right now there's not enough space in my head to think about those things.
"Sorry", I approach her, like I always do, "Is there..umm..some problem with me going back to class?"
"'Course there is!", she barks, "Y'know it gets odd and boring looking at you helplessly stalking some hot guy not being able to move on for one year. Are you a kid or somthing?"
"H-huh?", I ask. Unlike the others that girl seemed to use a different technic. If I wouldn't have known I would have thought she didn't like the same person as me. "So you've decided that I'm just some freaking fangirl? Could you please consider my feelings in this?"
"Really, watching you is seriously tiring me out. Just move your ass already so he can reject you before you're also grossing everyone else out." That said she leaves me in the hallway, feeling empty. What in hell did she KNOW? My feelings for Misaki, weren't they much greater than some silly kid's feelings?
In class theres not much I can think about but that girls words. She may have been rude but wasn't her way of seeing things right? If Misaki knew about what I have been doing all this time...would he think I'm disgusting? A pathetic, gross stalker, that's just what I am.
I never really had friends. My mother died when I was born and my dad would always blame me for that, so I was given to my grandparents. They watched me properly and I did grow to a good kid writing good marks and never bringing home a boy. But being all that was more than lonely. Other kids teased me for who I was, besides not standing out too much. On the other hand, it's not like I could tell anyone about it.
Then, that day, I stood alone in the pooring rain, had forgotten my umbrella and decided to just give in already. Give in to life and its unfair rules. Until Misaki spoke up to me.
It was like I was playing hide and seek for all my life almost giving up hope to ever be found and near tears, and then finally the door to my hiding place is opened and someone is saying: I-found-you.
"Sorry", I cut the teachers words that I didn't even listen to and flee him, running out of the classroom.
It's late.
It's definitely wrong.
But I DO like Misaki.
I'm running so fast that I don't have the time to think about pausing to catch my breath. The next door, that's his classroom. That's the door I'm opening now, the room in which my eyes are searching for him and find him. What am I doing, really. I don't know what I'm feeling- gasping while looking at Misakis blonde hair, his blue confused eyes like he remembers me but does not.
"Can I speak to Aikawa-san?", I pant and realize I'm stared at by about twenty people. Misaki slowly stands up and follows me out of the room and I can still see the confusion in every inch of his face.
"Think you wanna cut class?" That warm and familiar chuckle of his is more than enough as my answer. We're walking towards the rooftop. The nearer we get, the stronger the wind is blowing my hair up and I'm feeling light as a bird as soon as I can feel the warmth of the sunlight on my skin. Every fiber of my body can feel it's going to be the end now.
Misaki suggests we sit on the ground since there are no benchs or whatsoever. After all, normally students aren't allowed up here.
"So...what is it, dear Stalker-san?"
... Huh? ...
"Did that scare you? I guess the thought that the one you've been stalking could actually know about you never crossed your mind?"
"Totally didn't scare me!", I answer Misaki and turn his way, honestly spoken more than shocked. Could it be he remembered me? No. Apart from that day, I had never showen myself before him again, so how could be possibly remember me? "My, you're being a horrible liar again." Another chuckle. This time it didn't sound like Misaki at all. I'm starting to feel chills running down my body.
"W-what are you saying? I just ...I want to-"
"Confess you say?" I'm not imagining it. He's moving closer, his eyes no longer confused but completely dark and those of a stranger. "I wonder to whom though. To Aikawa Misaki, or to your beloved Misaki-kun?"
I feel like throwing up. What's with this situation? That's not Misaki, is it? Taking a deep breath through my lungs that seem to be burning I close my eyes and order my thoughts.
Focus.
"Misaki, I love you. Ever since you've saved me one year ago I was so madly in love with you that it was hardly bearable at all. As you seem to know, I've been secretly... following you to get to know you better. I'm prepared to get rejected, so, do it properly, please, so I can finally move on."
Misaki lowers his head a little as he distances himself from me again. I can see him smile, though I'm unable to tell if he's happy about my feelings or if this smile is just empty.
"So that's it now? Would have guessed as much, right... " He pauses for a moment before continuing. "I'm sorry I can't answer your feelings. But after stalking me for so long you sadly still don't seem to know me the least bit. I'm not that bright like you are. So if I have the right to ask you one request...please try to look at me more desperate this time. Please don't give up on me just yet."
Now I'm the one that feels like laughing. Not knowing him? Not giving up? Just how...selfish and cruel can one be. Because, Misaki, you know exactly that I can't give you up if you say it like this. 'I'm not that bright like you are'? Also...don't give me that shit. Being bright...wasn't that all thanks to you? Can't you see? Can't you just...break me and end it already?
"Don't cry now..", he whispers and is back to the kind Misaki I know. I'm different now.
"How could... I not do... that?"
My, my. Being rejected, no matter how many times you tell youself your prepared, no matter how tough you are or how often you have imagined it- It still hurts.
Finding my way back to class seems an endless path to me, but I'm really glad when I'm back in my seat and I can drown myself in stupid math problems. Compared to love, they seem so easy now.


[ja, das kapitel IST so kurz und durchgerusht, da ich schnell 'auf den Punkt kommen möchte'. AUßerdem ist die story für ne freundin die sie später animieren will *freu, freu* *_*]

Aww, extra für mich reingestellt? *-* Dann ist es natürlich selbstverständlich, dass ich hier was schreib ~

Ich nehme ja an, das ist eine ganze Geschichte,nicht? Hat die dann eigentlich auch einen Namen? ich bezweifle nämlich, dass die FF "Shirp's Poetische Ergüsse" heißt x3 Würde mich interessieren :3
Und was ich bisher gelesen habe, weckt mein Interesse. Ist zwar wirklich ein wenig gerusht, aber ich denke, dass das in diesem Fall passt, würde sich ja eigentlich nur ziehen. Aber da Misaki sie ja nicht ganz abgewiesen hat - da der Junge ja anscheinend ein Geheimnis hat - werde ich echt neugierig. Ich würed zu gerne wissen, was sein Geheimnis ist ~

Stell schnell die anderen Kapitel on, will mehr lesen :D Und wissen, was Misaki für ein Geheimnis hat! Er scheint ja von sich selbst nicht viel zu halten... ~

:p

Ja :) Eher eine Art Kurzgeschichte in mehreren Kapiteln...sie wurde eigentlich für eine Bekannte von mir geschrieben, die sich seit neuestem an Animationen versucht und mich gebeten hat "mal was kitschiges badass mäßiges" zu schreiben xD Und tja. Darum kann ich da so viel ausschmücken wie ich will, animieren wird sie es nicht können D;
Die Story hat den vorläufigen Namen "Dear Stalker-san" *dachte, er hätte den namen hingeschrieben o_o* darüber diskutier ich allerdings noch mit dieser Bekannten :D
Sagen wir einfach es wird noch richtig mainstream ^-^
So von wegen Junge mit düsterer Vergangenheit und hat natürlich auch einen richtig unerwarteten Rivalen :D
Misaki-....hm....mit wem könnte man ihn vergleichen...vielleicht, falls du den Manga kennst, mit Shigure aus "Watashi ni xx shinasai!"? Nicht wirklich ein Oresama aber eher Sabishii Ouji-sama (~°D°)~

*wieder ein sehr kurzes Kapitel ;)*

Chapter 2


A week has passed since my confession and day by day the world around me is losing more color.
I stopped stalking Misaki and find myself sitting around in my room staring at the wall for hours instead of going through my usual routine of studying. Sleeping, eating, learning, stalking. Just somehow managing to stay alive. That's all there was to my life.
Whenever I pass Misaki in the hallway now he seems perfectly fine, not affected at all. Instead, lately he seems to reject the girls flattering around him more properly. He doesn't even want them to follow him to the classroom. I can see that without looking at him.
Also, the way he walks has changed. He doesn't walk considerably, caring if the person next to him can't hold his tempo, or turns to them while talking like he used to. Now he's always looking straightforward, hurrying through the floor.
And I... I am getting bad marks. I barely come to study or sleep at all and when I do I can't concentrate.
As I thought, I'm just no good without him.
From time to time, I would catch Aki, the blackhaired girl that brought me to confess to Misaki with her rude words, staring at me, a little worried and a little annoyed. Not like I care about her though.
It's partially her fault that I'm like this now. She's the one that should get rejected already.
I'm so rotten.
"Someone's being all illminded again.."
Aki.
"Someone's getting on my nerve again", I bark angrily, seriously tired from staring at the wall too much.
"Sometimes I seriously consider you being an old woman having her midlife crisis."
It's always like this. I try to get rid of her and she just keeps coming back like a boomerang and forcing my proud self to argue with her with her rude way of making my nerves snap.
Then we're at it. The truth is, I'm glad I have Aki. Not like I could tell her that anyway, thinking about her laughing at me for my cheesy words. But I'm sure she's just playing the bully to make me angry on purpose, so I can release my feelings.
That exactly is the reason why I can't show my true feelings to her- If you care too much about unnecessary things it wears you out. It makes you drop your guard, lower your grades and get dumbfounded. For the same reason I could never talk to anyone about my feelings for Misaki, but it's not like there was someone I could talk with either.
After the last bell rang I'm too tired to keep my eyes open for long. Besides being afraid to stumble I don't seem to be able to walk home with my eyes closed. Also there's the light feeling of a shadow behind me, following me all the time.
Honestly spoken I'm far too scared to turn around. In this area there aren't many people around, so who would possibly consider stalking me all the way to my house? A neighbour. But what would he do at my school?
I stop after a few minutes because there's a pair of new shoes in my way. It couldn't be he or she was so fast to catch me, right? It couldn't be they were more than one person?
"Looks quite troublesome. You should better get lost, scum." I shriek at the sound of the familiar voice. Too familiar for its own good, hardly bearable now at all times.
"Watch your tongue, my prince. Aren't you the one because of whom it's necessary to do this?"
"You're talking like I forced you."
After getting used to Misakis deep blue eyes again the next surprise is already waiting. Aki, beautiful as ever and not at all affected by the heat and the high mountain this village is build on. Moreover, these two are arguing without caring about me standing there all confused.
I feel like running away.
Why? Why is everything getting out of my hand now? Why am I not capable of getting a hold of the situation at all?
"C'mon. Look at her eyes, little prince. She's scared as hell." Aki again. Calling Misaki 'little prince'. Under normal circumstances I would have scolded her for that, but my tongue seems to have turned black.
"Who wouldn't be after spending the whole week with someone like you?"
"My, my. The little one is quite getting ahead of himself. No need to brag. If it wouldn't be for her I would just punch you right now."
"If it wouldn't be for her I wouldn't concern myself with scum like you."
Stop it. You're not supposed to talk like that, Misaki.
"I'm impressed. You're stubborn enough to keep it up with your ugly words. I wonder how long I am able to control myself from fcking forcing you to shut up eternally?"
Stop. Just get lost, Aki. Get both lost. Just let me sulk all day. Drown myself in tears.
Get lost.
"You know best that if you come any farther than this you're going to hurt her the most."
Get lost? That's...not it... Please don't ignore me. I beg you, don't...forget about me.
I don't know how long I stood there, in the middle of those two talking about things I have no clue about. But at the same time I can feel those warm tears streaming down, there are also two hands grabbing my shoulders, one very rough and one just very gently.
"Let's go home, princess", Aki mumbles in a soft tone and glares at Misaki for a last time. Alarmingly I can only see him smile as a response, but it's shightly fading when he turn around.
Without me giving my approval Aki opens the door to our house with my key and then just suddenly lifts me on her arms and carries me into my room. Gives me a glass of water that I'm drinking with one breath and lays me down on my bed. She must be really strong, I think.
And at the same time, so pretty.
"You're so kind, Aki", I laugh, barely awake by now.
"Just returning the favor", she grins. What white teeth. Black hair, pale face, bloodred lips, just like snowwhite.
"You're so beautiful, Aki"
This time my response is a sigh. "Isn't it time for you to sleep?" Snowwhite covers me in a white blanket. Looks down on me with a lovely smile that's just a little mischievous.
"Well then. Good night, my fair lady."

Das mit dem Titel der Geschichte war ein Missgeschick von mir gewesen xD Ich hatte gedacht, das Kapitel hieße so... .////.
Aber warum wird deine Freundin es denn nicht animieren können? Wäre doch schade drum, wenn du die Geschichte extra dafür geschrieben hast, es aber dann nicht geht :o Hach, ich würde meine eine Geschichte auch gerne mal animiert sehen *3*
Darf ich raten, wer der unerwartete Rivale ist? Meiner Meinung nach nämlich Aki, nachdem was ich hier so im zweiten Chapter gelesen hab xD Sie und Misaki haben ja anscheinend irgendwas miteinander zu tun, das ist alles so interessant :D
Btw gefällt mir, wie die Chars miteinander interagieren, so realistisch! ^-^ Wobei mich das Gespräch zwischen Misaki und Aki ein wenig verwirrt hat, aber das wird wohl später noch aufgeklärt :3 Hoffe ich zumindest ma :<

*wants more*

Kein Ding :D
Wird sie schon, nur...eben ungefähr die Hälfte des schon ziemlich kurzen Textes nicht, da es eben ihre Gedanken sind und die lassen sich schlecht animieren, eher so in Form von Flashbacks und so. Aber ja, ich freu mich schon drauf *-*
Gegenfrage: "Er bekommt einen Rivalen", kann "einen Rivalen" denn weiblich sein? :p
Hm ja, man könnte sagen sie haben etwas "miteinander zu tun". :D
Ehm...danke? :) und das gespräch war auch nicht so angedacht, dass du es verstehst xD

*wants to give more but still has to ...correct the other chapters and is currently obsessed with finally finishing his first own book *-* *

Ein kleines...naja, man kann es nicht Gedicht nennen. Ein kleiner Text :D
Ich liebe es diese Ohne-Punkt-und-Komma-Texte zu schreiben ~ Und da in den letzten tagen sehr viel passiert ist, kommt hier einer :3

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