Breaking The Ice

A Special A fanfic

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He opened his eyes and found himself looking at the girl soaked with fountain water. Her hair was stick straight from the water and her bag was floating a few meters beside her, but instead of grabbing it, she looked at him with eyes like poison. The friendly girl that once competed with him was hardly there anymore. What she was now was a whole new untouchable yet beautiful girl.

But he was sure; if looks could kill, he'd already be kneaded and baked.

"Takashima…" She growled and he felt himself being splashed at. He looked at her. "…Look at me…" She glared at him and he couldn't help but remember the times they had when they were still young. Always fooling around with her, and she would say that very line. He looked her in the eye and put on his conceited smirk once again.

"Already am, darling." He said and his smirk grew as he saw her seethe with anger.

But then she stood and leaned over the railing.

He stood his ground as she did so. She raised her elbow against the railing and rested her chin on her hand. She smiled, and his eyes widened slightly.

'She's smiling.' He blinked. 'Yep. She is.'

"You know, you should smile more. Really suites you." He said but she ignored his comment and reached for his hand.

"Don't you darling me, Takishima." She said with a smirk.

As she pulled him over the railing and into the cold water.

He sat there, his hair wet and his shirt soaking through. After remembering that he was supposed to be the one on dry land, he looked up to her, who was standing proud, her hands on her hips. She grimaced, and patted his head.

He raised a brow with a smile, but his tone clearly said that he was pissed. "Did you just pull me into the water?"

She smiled. "Yep. Consider that part of the revenge."

At her words, he suddenly remembered why they were fighting in the first place. It was because of his stupid mistake to leave her. It was his fault.

He then decided they needed to talk now. And who the hell cares if they were in a fountain soaking wet.

"Hikari, come over here for a second, will you?" He asked, but all she did was look away from him. She stomped her foot for a good measure and he sighed and exasperated sigh.

"Why do you have to be so freaking stubborn?" He said angrily, and before she could even retort, he pulled her down. She then ended up kneeling beside him, water dripping from face and her hair. She growled.

"What the-," She started to say, but then, he cut her off.

With a kiss.

The kiss was hungry, almost desperate. And it came unexpected too. Hikari's eyes were still open with shock, and with her hands, she tried to push him off.

They broke for a second, but it was all it took for Hikari to scramble out of his grasp and to the opposite side of where he sat.

She lifted her hand to her lips and his eyes widened as tears began to fall. He started to crawl towards her, but-

"Stop!" Her voice rand throughout the field, and Kei stopped. His eyes filled with concern as she began to shake from the tears. He couldn't help but shake his head.

"Hikari, please. I didn't want to leave, but I had to." He looked at her, hoping for her understanding, but all his hopes fell when she shook her head vigorously.

"No. No, don't say anything. I don't want to hear your excuses anymore." She said, and she stood up to leave.

He followed suite. "Then, could we please talk about this later?"

She shook her head. "Just leave me alone, please."

He stayed silent, and she silently thanked him. With a sad smile, she began to hop over the railings, and that was when he realized that her clothes were practically see-through. He shook his head.

"Hikari."

She turned to look at him, and she found herself looking at him hopping over the railing, removing his jacket, and draping it over her shoulders.

"Hurry back to the greenhouse. Your underwear's as clear as day." He said and she couldn't help but glare at him.

But all he did was smile.

"I'm letting you go for now, but I will take you back." He started to say before going back to grab their bags. He gave her hers before he turned and walked away.

"Put that on and cover yourself."

And with that he turned a curve and was out of sight.

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The next day, Hikari came to school like she did the day before, except she now held in her hand a paper bag with his dry jacket. Her face was as stoic as ever, and she looked at no one as she entered the school grounds.

But she knew that everyone was looking at her.

No one said a word, but she rolled her eyes.

"So they're not talking. Who cares?" She muttered to herself but before she could take another step forward, she was pulled away by a hand. They hid behind the trees, and the mouth that had covered her mouth was quickly removed. Then, the school newspaper was shoved into her face.

"What the hell is this, Hikari?" A frantic voice that she knew as Akira's shrieked and her eyes widened as she saw the picture right on the first page.

It was a picture of yesterday's incident, when she had been crying on one corner, and Kei had been trying to approach her from the other.

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Hey guys!

I'm SO sorry for not being able to continue. I temporarily forgot my password, and so when I wanted to write this chapter, I couldn't. I'm so sorry. Anyway, I hope you forgive me and enjoy this chapter. Sorry for typos and wrong grammar. I'm quite tired right now. Helping with the business, see?

Hope you like it!

Sincerely Yours,

AlexandryaHale