A/N: Hey guys here I am with another fan fiction. I only plan for this to be a two shot song fiction. Why? Simple, I My Me Strawberry Eggs is by far one of my utmost favorite anime. It still has the power to make me cry on the final episode each and every time I watch it. After having seen the series for the seventh time in a row it's time I pay some homage to such a wonderful series with a few song fictions. Hopefully you won't need a tissue.

I do NOT own I My Me Strawberry Eggs… (If I did the there would be a sequel LOL)

SONG: Story of a girl! By Nine Days

Song lyrics are in Italics

Actual story is normal.


This is the story of a girl,
who cried a river and drowned the whole world!
And while she looked so sad in photographs,
I absolutely love her,
when she smiles...

Her mother told her to never be sad, not to cry and to always smile. Those were the last memories her mother ever gave her, simple parting words to always smile. Now she was older, she was a simple fourteen year old girl. She went to middle school and had a seemingly normal life, always remembering her childhood, always wearing that smile. She couldn't cry, she shouldn't cry. Others would be sad and one thing Fuko had to be from they day her mother left her was strong.

How many days in a year?
She woke up with hope but she only found tears.
And I can be so insincere,
making her promises never for real!
As long as she stands there waiting,
wearing the holes in the soles of her shoes!
How many days disappear?
When you look in the mirror so how do you choose?
Your clothes never wear as well the next day,
And your hair never falls in quite the same way-
But you never seem to run out of things to say...

Fuko cried many times in her fourteenth year of age. Ah, the life of a teenager. It's a whirlwind of emotions one can't even begin to explain. Chalk it up to confusion, stress among other things, go ahead and dismiss everything into simple adolescence. If you did that no one would notice, her father worked over seas and so thus in essence her friends were her family. "Love is all!" was a motto at her school, and also the largest crock of the century. Men were treated as dogs, and the Women placed on a pedestal.

When Fuko met her Gym Teacher everything changed. Love was offered, this teacher actually cared. She helped the boys with the work forced upon them, and fought for all of her students. She would risk life and limb for her students. It was with this realization that Fuko first felt love. Her teacher was there all of parents' weekend, protected her from a burning building and even faced down heavy discrimination all in the name of her students. Perhaps that's why when they found out that her teacher was in reality a man, no one could wrap their heads around it. Her teacher was going to leave without a word. It would have been painful for her to leave like that.

Her teacher taught her how to run without falling, her teacher gave her guidance, and perhaps that's why Fuko loved her. This person walked into her life when no other adult would willingly. This teacher had helped her; at that point gender became redundant as they ran onto the stage fighting for the microphone, shouting their teachers' name. Saying she wasn't a liar. She had stood up for them time and time again, and in that moment they had done the same for her.

THIS IS THE STORY OF A GIRL,
WHO CRIED A RIVER AND DROWNED THE WHOLE WORLD!
AND WHILE SHE LOOKED SO SAD IN PHOTOGRAPHS,
I ABSOLUTELY LOVE HER,
WHEN SHE SMILES...

It hurt to be singled out by the students at first. It hurt to try to understand what had been going on within her entire frame of mind. Clearly she could remember picking up the pieces of cookies baked from a special recipe. It was a joke at first; people say she had baked them for her lover. A harmless joke, to bad for Fuko she had wished that was the truth. She had trouble smiling when her teacher left her. No longer did the boys have a voice, no longer did the girls have a confidant, and in a small way, Fuko had a sense of loss. Still even when things hurt the most, she had to try and smile, sadly for her it was so very hard to do.

Your clothes never wear as well the next day,
And your hair never falls in quite the same way-
But you never seem to run out of things to say...
This is the story of a girl,
Who cried a river and drowned the whole world!
And while she looks so sad in photographs,
I absolutely love her-

She can remember hearing the voice of her teacher one last time. She was standing on a rooftop using a microphone to project her voice. If you would ask her to look back she can remember the feel of the floor rumbling under her feet as her entire class ran in search of the voice. Out of the assembly hall and into the streets, onto the school roof, looking for their teacher, looking for the one who never ever turned a blind eye to the cruelty of this world.

This is the story of a girl;
her pretty face she hid from the world!
And while she looks so sad and lonely there,
I absolutely love her,
when she smiles...

Her teacher had to leave and called them by name, thanking each and everyone for still considering her their teacher. She thanked those lost teens for allowing her the right to be a teacher. In the eyes of those kids it didn't matter who the person was on the outside. Hibiki-Chan was still Hibiki-Chan. Male or female for them it didn't matter, she waved them goodbye saying she would return.

This is the story of a - girl!
Who cried a river and drowned the whole world!
And while she looks so sad in photographs,
I absolutely love her,
when she smiles...
When she smiles.

Her teacher left and she chased after her. She ran with the others to the old train station. It had already departed from the station. She had just missed the last chance to see their teacher ever again. They wouldn't give up without a fight. They ran and borrowed a bike. Her friends would make it possible, she would see her teacher.

When the bike hit a rock it crashed and she fell off. It was almost too late as the train picked up momentum. Fuko ran, she pushed herself to her limits, and in the end she fell. Her teacher has been sitting on the train and both looked as if they were about to cry, yet Fuko didn't. She smiled one last time and waved goodbye. It was then she stood up and watched the train leave in the distance. She loved her teacher and would wait until the day Hibiki would return. Man or Woman it didn't matter, Fuko was still in love.


PART 2 Coming up later on… Please read and review!