Here is something I have been wanting to write for a long time. Happy Birthday Hanako! If you were real this I would try to do all these things for you.
Ya I know, falling in love with a fictional character, what are you going to do.
A Special Birthday for Hanako
“Today is the day!”
With only half a day of classes I can utilize the rest of the time for our date. That’s right, today is my girlfriend Hanako Ikezawa’s birthday and I want this day to be special. A quiet dinner for two with dessert, a moonlight stroll, and the perfect gift is what I have planned. As luck would have it, tonight is supposed to have a full moon with clear skies. I probably watched over fifteen romance movies to gather ideas for the occasion since this is the first time I’ll be trying something of this magnitude. Hanako and I have only been dating for the past month but I feel as though this is perfect opportunity to get closer with her. I haven’t even gotten the chance to make it to second base. Okay, that’s more than you needed to know. Anyways, tonight needs to be perfect. After putting on my uniform and popping my morning dose of pills I leave for class.
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Hanako was looking as lovely as ever, even if it was the same typical school uniform that she was wearing. To some, the scars on her body seem like a repellent but they had never had such an effect on me. My own scars are easily disguisable, heck most anybody you’d talk to that knows me wouldn’t even know they existed. The extent to which I have seen of Hanako has only been her hand and face but I know there is more to it; just like me. I have pictured what it would be like though. Hey come on, I’m your typical high school guy after all; hahaha! After noticing my entrance, she gives me a smile that was too cute for words to describe. I walk over to her desk as she places the book she was reading into her bag.
“Happy birthday Hanako,” I give her a peck on her right cheek. Despite the appearance, the scars on her face were actually rather smooth.
“Thank you Hisao. You seem so cheerful I could mistake it for your birthday rather than mine,” she chuckles at her own joke and I along with her.
“To tell you the truth I’m a little on pins and needles about tonight.”
“Oh, don’t be so nervous. I’m looking forward to whatever you have planned for us tonight. However,” She pauses for a moment, “could we meet at around eight. Lilly had a surprise she wanted to show me and there are some things I need to get done personally before tonight.”
“Umm, sure. T-that sounds fine,” there go my afternoon plans. Com e on Hisao, optimistic, I still have the evening.
“I’m sorry if this ruined any of your plans.”
“No, no it’s your day. You do what you need to do and besides, it gives me more time to get myself ready.”
“Are you sure?”
“Positive,” seems like perfect timing as Mutou walks into the room to begin class. Guess my luck really hasn’t changed.
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(8:05)
“Dang nabbed I’m late,” okay, I know I’m overreacting. She did say ‘around eight’ so five minutes isn’t too bad. Wait, what if she expects me to be semi-late like one of those smooth talking boys in the video I watched the other night? Calm down, you’re going to give yourself a heart attack here and I don’t think that would be the best gift for your girlfriend.
Standing before the door to her room I knock a few feeble times as if I was going to meet an angry boss.
“Just a minute,” a few noises are heard and then the lock on the door is undone as it opens to reveal what only could be called a dark haired angel at first glance. “Sorry, again about having to postpone tonight but I’m all set now.”
I could at first barely make out the words she spoke as I was too fixated on what she was wearing. I had never seen Hanako wearing a dress like this before. The color almost perfectly matched that of her hair as if they were one in the same. There was some frill around the ends but that was not what caught me off guard. It was a medium length dress but up near the top it was a low cut around the chest. Being a man, you’ve seen cleavage before in more than one medium but in reality, this close, it was different. Hanako had never shown much skin before so my eyes naturally draw to the glow of her fair chest. Her scared skin was visible on her right side and surprisingly it was not what I thought it would be like. Damn, I’m standing here looking stupid. I have to say something.
“T-that’s a v-very nice d-dress you have on H-hanako.”
“Hisao,” she slightly covers herself with her right hand. “d-don’t stare so much. You’re making me slightly uncomfortable.”
“Oh, umm sorry,” I regain my thoughts. “I just never saw you wear something like that before.”
“So you do like it? It’s not too much right?”
“No, it’s not too much at all. It looks very lovely on you.”
“Thanks,” she lets out a slight giggle. “It was a gift from Lilly. She asked Akira to help her pick it out this week and gave it to me after class today.”
I must really thank Lilly later. She has been a blessing to both Hanako and me for the longest time and now to do something like this. She really has such a kind heart. I probably never would have gotten as close to Hanako if I had never met her that day in the tea room.
“Well, I guess it is time to escort such a lovely lady to dinner,” I take her hand and we move to start the evening.
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I lead Hanako to a table I had set up outside the dorms. She still had a shy side to her so I never would have planned on going to a restaurant in town. Covering her eyes I say it’s a surprise and lead her to her seat. She sits down and I release my makeshift blindfold. She freezes in her chair as though she saw a ghost.
“What’s wrong Hanako?”
“T-the, t-the candles.”
Oh my goodness, how could I be so stupid! I quickly blow them out and move them off the table.
“I’m so sorry Hanako. I-I wasn’t thinking when I set everything up. I just tried to make things look romantic.”
“It’s alright Hisao. I know you meant well. It’s just I still haven’t gotten over my fear quite yet.”
Ever since the fire that claimed her father’s life and caused her scars she has been afraid of open flames. It’s not a hysterical fear but a petrifying one. She’s fine with distant flames but the candles were right in the middle of the table so I can’t excuse it. I was too stupid to have forgotten something so important. Stupid, stupid, stupid! I can still make it up, right? I resituate myself and pray that my luck would change.
“I’ll go see how the meal is coming along.”
I head into the dorm’s kitchen and hear the chef I hired complaining. “Why did I agree to such a mundane job? This is stupid! I have better things to do but I need the money. When I waste time here the feminists can make their move.” Yep, I had hired Kenji. You might think it is funny but he is a relatively good cook. I would have asked Emi since her meals have always been splendid but we haven’t really talked since she heard me and Hanako were going out; almost as though she was intentionally avoiding me. Anyways, Kenji was the best my measly allowance could afford so you make do with what you got.
“Kenji, is that meal ready yet?”
“Keep your pants on! It’s not easy making a gourmet meal you know.”
“And I suppose the poofy hat is a necessity?”
“Of course it is. It also doubles as a smoke bomb, almost like a ninja would use. Watch me demonstrate.”
“Wait! Don’t!”
*Poof*
He just had to show me, and by the way when he says smoke bomb he means a cloud of flour. Half my body was covered in white as I attempt to brush it off. I practically scold Kenji and refuse him pay if he doesn’t finish, and soon. When I examine myself to make sure I look alright I head back to the table where Hanako is waiting.
“There was a little problem with the chef but don’t worry, the food will be done soon.”
“That’s fine,” she giggles. “By the way, you have a trace of some white stuff in your hair.” Sure enough there was more flour in my hair. I thought I had gotten it all out but it seems I missed a spot.
“Dinner is served,” Kenji makes an appearance wearing a funny looking waiter’s costume. You have got to be kidding me. How many disguises does this guy have, he was even sporting a fake, cheesy mustache. “Crab Stuffed Chicken with mashed potatoes served with wine.”
“Kenji, you know we can’t have alcohol on school property. Besides, we are underage.”
“Well, you already paid for it so I guess it’s your loss than. I’ll just take the rest of it and…”
“If I paid for it, it’s staying right here.” I take the bottle from Kenji before he has a chance to abscond with it.
“I guess that means you won’t need the bottle of whisky that came with it,” so that is what he spent the entire budget I gave him on. I almost hate to find out what he paid for this meal yet it still looks good.”See ya later Hisss. Enjoy losing your virginity.”
Hanako drops the fork she had just picked up causing a clanking noise when it hit the plate. I don’t know whether to think that Kenji already cracked open that whisky bottle or not.
“F-forget what he said Hanako.” Boy, this day just keeps getting better and better.
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After dinner, which surprising went alright as we talked and even ended up joking about Kenji’s actions a bit, I decide it was best to get surprise number one for Hanako. I had been up all last night preparing it but I knew it would all be worth it. I asked Hanako to close her eyes for a bit as I went to grab the surprise.
“You can open them now,” her beautiful eyes open and light up in awe. “Happy Birthday Hanako! I know it’s not the best cake in the world but I wanted to make you something super special from scratch. I originally planned on making it chocolate since you love it so much but the first batch of frosting kind of turned awful on my part. I did manage to find these chocolate chips though; just don’t let Emi know.”
“Well I think it is beautiful and looks so delicious. Can we have some now?” She looked so cute in her dress and how she was smiling made me think my heart skipped a beat or two. If one could die from overexposure to cuteness, than I would have died where I stood. Things actually look to be going my way.
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We started our moonlight walk through the garden and planned on ending it by one of the trees on the other side of the campus. I was carrying a blanket to lay down when we stopped along with my gift in a bag.
“It’s a splendid night don’t you think?”
“Yes, very romantic.” Did she just say romantic? “The full moon and stars really light up the sky, sort of reminds me of the night you confessed to me.”
She’s right. It had been me to confess love this time. I thought it might be best if it came from me rather than attempt a direct repeat of what happened the last time I was involved in a love confession. It was indeed a night much like tonight. Nah, I’ll save that story for another day. What matters is that what happened then has lead up to the now.
“Your right, it is almost a mirror of that night,” we both grin at each other.
After reminiscing on a few memories we arrive at the tree I was talking about. I lay the blanket on the ground next to it and we each take a seat. Now was time for surprise number two. I reach into the bag and pull out a neatly wrapped package, if I do say so myself.
“I know this might not be as fancy as a dress but I hope you like it.”
She slowly takes off the wrapping paper. The way she takes it off at the seams makes me think she plans on keeping it. Of course, that could just be just a part of her personality; delicate and graceful. Eventually she reveals enough of the gift to make out what it was. Boy, if only you could have seen the expression on her face. I easily could have fallen in love with her that very moment if I hadn’t already been madly in love.
“It’s a brand new chess set!”
“It’s just like the ones used in professional tournaments. I noticed how the one in the tea room that we use was starting to get worn out so I thought this was the perfect idea. Do you like it?”
“Oh Hisao, I love it!”
She literally jumps on me causing us to roll on the blanket. I never thought she would have acted this way but it doesn’t matter as I melt in her embrace. Her hair is in my face and I can smell the fruity shampoo she must have used today. Raising her head and I can see her glistening eyes and soft kissable lips right there for the plucking. Do I take the initiative or should I wait for her or meet her half way or…my thought never finished. Her lips had locked delicately onto mine. The gloss she had on was cherry flavored. We broke connection after what seemed like several minutes but could have been only a second; I really had no clue.
“H-hanako.”
“I also love you Hisao. Don’t you ever leave me,” Our combined passion reemerged as another long kiss.
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The rest of the night went better than I would have ever hoped. As interesting as it has been to share my story with you there are some things that are better left behind closed doors. I’ll let you know, however, that more than a single is always worth the hassle to get there.
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Author’s Notes:
I had an interesting time writing this. I originally had planned to write from Hanako’s POV but for some reason Hisao seemed more relatable for me. I also was able to explore some of the other characters in this by picking on him.
Hanako’s personality may seem a little open to some but I feel as though she really has the potential to open up, especially to Hisao, after some time. I also never spoke of how long it has been since Hisao and Hanako first met so it leaves time on my side and hopefully more in line with what the KS devs have in mind. A few scars of my own and a friend made me think what they might truthfully feel like on Hanako over the years since they were first introduced. Again this is a speculation on my part as they could be different.
I used the time skip because there would be too much time to account for and Hanako, despite being the way she is portrayed in the story, is still shy around others. I also wanted to get to the good parts as soon as possible. Hehe.
Everyone’s favorite Hanako reference is made in this story and to top it all off, I actually made the cake. You can view it right here. I’m not the best chef/baker in the world but I try my best. In reality, instead of messing up the chocolate recipe a few people in my family can’t eat chocolate so I chose to make a vanilla cake with a butter cream frosting and spelled out the words in chocolate chips so they can be removed for those described. I hope you enjoyed my depiction of a birthday dinner for Hanako.
- A cake I made from scratch. Also, I need a new camera.
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