Love With a Hint of Luck [Will Be Rewritten]
Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2012 7:03 am
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
A few notes, this is my first ever fanfic so I don't really know how you guys would find it. I plan on making this a multi-chapter story. Please excuse my grammar and spelling since, English is only my second language. Honest feedback and suggestions would be very much appreciated. I hope you guys enjoy the story!
Chapter 1: New Friend, Same Old Life
* Alarm going off*
“Ugh...”
… I open my eyes... rather, my eye, to see my bleakly painted ceiling. It's 5 in the morning and I don't really know what to do. Class doesn't start in two hours. I rub my eyes and get up, stretch a bit and head my way to the bathroom. As expected, no one is here but me, so I took a hot shower and just unwind. The lukewarm splashing on my face feels good, the pain from my body escapes as if like I'm drifting away in bliss. I get out the shower, fix myself up, raising my dark hair, brush my teeth and shave. I head back to my dorm room and put on my school clothes. Long sleeves aren't my thing so I just tend to fold them, and I don't really like doing my tie that much. That pretty much sums up my mornings during a class day. I might as well go to town and eat breakfast there.
*Bell ring*
“Welcome to the Shanghai! O-oh! Yamato! Why so early?”
“I usually wake up five in the morning to get a head start, I just thought I'd eat breakfast here.”
“Are you sure these aren't sleeping problems I mean I could try to help... OH RIGHT! I'm s-sorry! What would it be?”
As usual, Yuuko is very serious about her work, but she tends to forget it sometimes just to start a conversation.
“I'll just have a cup of coffee and a sandwhich.”
“Sure thing! Sit anywhere you like. Oh and Yamato?”
“Yeah?”
“You dropped your ID Card yesterday at the library.”
“Ah! So that's where it was. Thanks Yuuko.”
“No problem!”
I take my ID Card from her hand and she hastily prepares my breakfast. I stare at my ID Card... Yamato Sakuraba, Age 18, Class 3-3, Yamaku Academy. Hm, Yamaku, a school for people with disabilities like me. Completely blind in my left eye, and my right leg is prosthetic from a motorcycle accident. But I'd rather not think about what happned that time... I see Yuuko with the tray on her hands, but not being clumsy. I guess she works better here at the Shanghai than at the library back at Yamaku.
“Here you go, Yamato.”
“Thanks, Yuuko.”
Before I could notice it, I already drank half my cup of coffee and nearly finished my sandwhich. But time does move fast since it's already 6. I finish my meal and I ask for the bill, I rush back to the campus.
*Thump*
“Urgh!.. Oh!, ah, I'm sorry.. N-Natsume?”
“Oh, Yamato? I'm sorry, I didn't notice you.”
“N-no... It's my fault, p-please, let me help you.”
Crap, of all the people, it just had to be her. My face feels hot as if I was a volcano about to erupt out of embarrassment.
“Y-Yamato...?”
“Yeah?”
“Your face... it's really red, do you want me to escort you to the nurse?”
Crap, I feel so embarrased right now. I'm sure that my blushing is really noticeable.
“Ha?! Uh, n-no! I'm okay...”
“Are you sure?”
She puts out her hand and feels my cheeks to check how I'm feeling. I stare at her eyes... a beautiful shade of green and an earthly color of brown. She kinda relates to me, since her right eye has low vision and she has arthritis in her knees Before I even noticed, silence strikes the air, and we both give a good stare at each other. We both look away from each other due to embarrassment, and I see her face flush a vivid red color. She then proceeds to break the silence.
“Uh.. w-we should get going now...”
“Y-yeah.. we should”
We get back to class, and as usual, I sit in my chair at the far back, a few chairs away from Natsume. Class starts and the door opens, Mutou being late than usual. But who is that person behind him really?
“Alright, before we start class, we got a new student.”
“Sup guys, my name is Hisao Nakai, my hobbies are Reading and Soccer...”
Awkward silence fills the room. And Mutou points him a seat next to Misha and Shizune, the Student Council. I might as well try to talk to him later at lunch. Misha just lets out a burst of laughter gaining the whole attention of the class.
*Bell rings*
I grab my things, and I check Natsume's seat, she left her crutch? Oh, but I guess Naomi will assist her anyway.
I approach Nakai, but his condition intrigues me. I guess it'll show up if I get to know him more.
“Hello Hisao.”
“Oh uh, hi... Sakuraba right?”
“Please, just call me Yamato-”
“Or Yamachan! Wahahaha~!”
Well that came out of nowhere. Knowing Shizune and Misha, they would probably try sucking Hisao into the Student Council. I guess I'll let them have their way with him.
“Hi there Misa, Shizune.”
“Hello Yamachan! Hicchan! Would you guys want to have lunch with us cute girls? Wahaha~!”
Hisao seems to be hesistant at first with the request of these girls, but eventually he accepts.
“Uh, s-sure.”
“How about you Yamachan? Would you want to have lunch with us?”
“Yeah, I don't mind.”
And that's that. We make our way to the cafeteria and we sit at a vacant table. Hisao seems to be inspecting me and trying to investigate what my disabilities are. I guess I'll go answer his question.
“Blind in my left eye, and I have a prosthetic leg.”
“Uh.. pardon?”
“Haha, a lot of new students tend to figure out which disabilities do their friends have.”
“...W-was it really that obvious?”
“Yeah... I went through that too.”
“It wouldn't be fair if I didn't tell you what my disability is... I have a heart defect... Arrythmia, it makes my-”
“Heart beat abnormally fast or slow, which maybe fatal.”
“How'd you know?”
“My dad had a few medical books in his office, and I just look at them from time to time.. By the way, what did Misha tell you about me? I saw you guys looking at me a while ago so I had the feeling...”
“Well, she said you were a very nice guy, but a really lazy one too, she described you as, the tall, lazy looking guy at the back with the undone tie and really rugged hair.”
Figures. Misha always didn't like how I looked. She always complained that I was taller than her. But I just retaliate by saying she has hair as pink as a flashing siren and her laugh sounds like she's using a megaphone, but Hisao seems to be slightly shorter than me and Misha doesn't seem to complain about him. Well, now that I know Hisao has a heart disease, we know each other slightly better now so I guess we're classified as friends now. Speaking of friends, here comes Shizune and Misha. I never really liked hanging out with anyone during lunch, I usually go to the rooftop and climb myself up the entrance door and feel the cool breeze, but I guess I could make an exception for now. Suddenly, Misha goes near me and whispers to my ear.
“Hey uh, Yamachan?”
“Yeah Misha?
“I saw you and Natsume earlier at town... and can I ask... are you guys dating?! Wahaha~!”
“Wha-! Ah! No!”
“Don't deny it Yamachan! You're dating her!”
Ah crap, that was uncalled for. Hisao chuckles at the back and a curious Shizune is trying to find out what's going on. I knew eating lunch with these guys would be trouble. But I guess that's just how it goes.
It's the end of class, not a lot of things are happening, but I still ponder over Misha's statement 'Don't deny it Yamachan! You're dating her!' Hm, It would be nice to have her as a.. girlfriend. Ha, what am I thinking? Thoughts like these could be really dangerous. After grabbing my things, I head out. Just as I was about to close the door, a sharp sound struck my ears... my mind goes blank... I hear a voice screaming my name.
“Yamato?”
The voice... it's familiar...
“Yamato! Are you all right!?”
T..that... voice...
“Nat...su...me...”
“Yamato...? Yamato?! Yamato!!!”
The voice.. it goes faint... I close my eyes, hoping the pain would end... the sound stops... Silence...
Chapter 2
A few notes, this is my first ever fanfic so I don't really know how you guys would find it. I plan on making this a multi-chapter story. Please excuse my grammar and spelling since, English is only my second language. Honest feedback and suggestions would be very much appreciated. I hope you guys enjoy the story!
Chapter 1: New Friend, Same Old Life
* Alarm going off*
“Ugh...”
… I open my eyes... rather, my eye, to see my bleakly painted ceiling. It's 5 in the morning and I don't really know what to do. Class doesn't start in two hours. I rub my eyes and get up, stretch a bit and head my way to the bathroom. As expected, no one is here but me, so I took a hot shower and just unwind. The lukewarm splashing on my face feels good, the pain from my body escapes as if like I'm drifting away in bliss. I get out the shower, fix myself up, raising my dark hair, brush my teeth and shave. I head back to my dorm room and put on my school clothes. Long sleeves aren't my thing so I just tend to fold them, and I don't really like doing my tie that much. That pretty much sums up my mornings during a class day. I might as well go to town and eat breakfast there.
*Bell ring*
“Welcome to the Shanghai! O-oh! Yamato! Why so early?”
“I usually wake up five in the morning to get a head start, I just thought I'd eat breakfast here.”
“Are you sure these aren't sleeping problems I mean I could try to help... OH RIGHT! I'm s-sorry! What would it be?”
As usual, Yuuko is very serious about her work, but she tends to forget it sometimes just to start a conversation.
“I'll just have a cup of coffee and a sandwhich.”
“Sure thing! Sit anywhere you like. Oh and Yamato?”
“Yeah?”
“You dropped your ID Card yesterday at the library.”
“Ah! So that's where it was. Thanks Yuuko.”
“No problem!”
I take my ID Card from her hand and she hastily prepares my breakfast. I stare at my ID Card... Yamato Sakuraba, Age 18, Class 3-3, Yamaku Academy. Hm, Yamaku, a school for people with disabilities like me. Completely blind in my left eye, and my right leg is prosthetic from a motorcycle accident. But I'd rather not think about what happned that time... I see Yuuko with the tray on her hands, but not being clumsy. I guess she works better here at the Shanghai than at the library back at Yamaku.
“Here you go, Yamato.”
“Thanks, Yuuko.”
Before I could notice it, I already drank half my cup of coffee and nearly finished my sandwhich. But time does move fast since it's already 6. I finish my meal and I ask for the bill, I rush back to the campus.
*Thump*
“Urgh!.. Oh!, ah, I'm sorry.. N-Natsume?”
“Oh, Yamato? I'm sorry, I didn't notice you.”
“N-no... It's my fault, p-please, let me help you.”
Crap, of all the people, it just had to be her. My face feels hot as if I was a volcano about to erupt out of embarrassment.
“Y-Yamato...?”
“Yeah?”
“Your face... it's really red, do you want me to escort you to the nurse?”
Crap, I feel so embarrased right now. I'm sure that my blushing is really noticeable.
“Ha?! Uh, n-no! I'm okay...”
“Are you sure?”
She puts out her hand and feels my cheeks to check how I'm feeling. I stare at her eyes... a beautiful shade of green and an earthly color of brown. She kinda relates to me, since her right eye has low vision and she has arthritis in her knees Before I even noticed, silence strikes the air, and we both give a good stare at each other. We both look away from each other due to embarrassment, and I see her face flush a vivid red color. She then proceeds to break the silence.
“Uh.. w-we should get going now...”
“Y-yeah.. we should”
We get back to class, and as usual, I sit in my chair at the far back, a few chairs away from Natsume. Class starts and the door opens, Mutou being late than usual. But who is that person behind him really?
“Alright, before we start class, we got a new student.”
“Sup guys, my name is Hisao Nakai, my hobbies are Reading and Soccer...”
Awkward silence fills the room. And Mutou points him a seat next to Misha and Shizune, the Student Council. I might as well try to talk to him later at lunch. Misha just lets out a burst of laughter gaining the whole attention of the class.
*Bell rings*
I grab my things, and I check Natsume's seat, she left her crutch? Oh, but I guess Naomi will assist her anyway.
I approach Nakai, but his condition intrigues me. I guess it'll show up if I get to know him more.
“Hello Hisao.”
“Oh uh, hi... Sakuraba right?”
“Please, just call me Yamato-”
“Or Yamachan! Wahahaha~!”
Well that came out of nowhere. Knowing Shizune and Misha, they would probably try sucking Hisao into the Student Council. I guess I'll let them have their way with him.
“Hi there Misa, Shizune.”
“Hello Yamachan! Hicchan! Would you guys want to have lunch with us cute girls? Wahaha~!”
Hisao seems to be hesistant at first with the request of these girls, but eventually he accepts.
“Uh, s-sure.”
“How about you Yamachan? Would you want to have lunch with us?”
“Yeah, I don't mind.”
And that's that. We make our way to the cafeteria and we sit at a vacant table. Hisao seems to be inspecting me and trying to investigate what my disabilities are. I guess I'll go answer his question.
“Blind in my left eye, and I have a prosthetic leg.”
“Uh.. pardon?”
“Haha, a lot of new students tend to figure out which disabilities do their friends have.”
“...W-was it really that obvious?”
“Yeah... I went through that too.”
“It wouldn't be fair if I didn't tell you what my disability is... I have a heart defect... Arrythmia, it makes my-”
“Heart beat abnormally fast or slow, which maybe fatal.”
“How'd you know?”
“My dad had a few medical books in his office, and I just look at them from time to time.. By the way, what did Misha tell you about me? I saw you guys looking at me a while ago so I had the feeling...”
“Well, she said you were a very nice guy, but a really lazy one too, she described you as, the tall, lazy looking guy at the back with the undone tie and really rugged hair.”
Figures. Misha always didn't like how I looked. She always complained that I was taller than her. But I just retaliate by saying she has hair as pink as a flashing siren and her laugh sounds like she's using a megaphone, but Hisao seems to be slightly shorter than me and Misha doesn't seem to complain about him. Well, now that I know Hisao has a heart disease, we know each other slightly better now so I guess we're classified as friends now. Speaking of friends, here comes Shizune and Misha. I never really liked hanging out with anyone during lunch, I usually go to the rooftop and climb myself up the entrance door and feel the cool breeze, but I guess I could make an exception for now. Suddenly, Misha goes near me and whispers to my ear.
“Hey uh, Yamachan?”
“Yeah Misha?
“I saw you and Natsume earlier at town... and can I ask... are you guys dating?! Wahaha~!”
“Wha-! Ah! No!”
“Don't deny it Yamachan! You're dating her!”
Ah crap, that was uncalled for. Hisao chuckles at the back and a curious Shizune is trying to find out what's going on. I knew eating lunch with these guys would be trouble. But I guess that's just how it goes.
It's the end of class, not a lot of things are happening, but I still ponder over Misha's statement 'Don't deny it Yamachan! You're dating her!' Hm, It would be nice to have her as a.. girlfriend. Ha, what am I thinking? Thoughts like these could be really dangerous. After grabbing my things, I head out. Just as I was about to close the door, a sharp sound struck my ears... my mind goes blank... I hear a voice screaming my name.
“Yamato?”
The voice... it's familiar...
“Yamato! Are you all right!?”
T..that... voice...
“Nat...su...me...”
“Yamato...? Yamato?! Yamato!!!”
The voice.. it goes faint... I close my eyes, hoping the pain would end... the sound stops... Silence...
