Disclaimer: I do not own Princess Nine.
A/N: Because Adobe Premiere is being dumb and crashing all the time, I'm sucking hardcore at drawing, and I can't focus on JP right now, I decided to deliver a new birthday present to the Hikaru to my Koharu, my dear friend Lauren (aka knightskye). Pretty much, I'm writing a bunch of one shots of Hikaru pairings, preferably from the other's perspective, and putting them here. That's not to say all of my Hikaru oneshots are here. Just the ones that are about one page long.
Pairs are in order of preference, least favorite to favorite. I personally don't like the idea of Seishiro and Hikaru being together, never have, never will, they're a dumb pair, but you can't have this series without it, so my opinion doesn't matter. Besides, my current relationship started on similar grounds, so I had some form of base/inspiration.
Hope you read/review/enjoy!
I Romanticize Everything
I won't lie – Hikaru scares the living daylights out of me.
Maybe it's because I've never dated. Maybe it's because the only girls I've ever been around before Hikaru are Hayakawa and my mother. Whatever the reason may be, I am petrified of my own girlfriend. Well, she's not really my girlfriend yet, we haven't declared it yet, but we've gone on a few dates, kissed a few times, so I guess we're courting. I have no idea. I've never been in this situation before. It's scary.
Regardless, the point is that I'm not used to Hikaru's spunk, her spontaneity, her overt sexuality. Our first kiss caught me by surprise. Our second kiss had me on the floor again. Every time we touch, it's too close for comfort. Her experience in relationships shows so much in everything she does, the way she smiles, the way she walks, the way she holds herself when she's with me. It is such a drastic change than anything I'm used to.
One of our dates ended in shambles because of this. We went to the park one day after the preliminaries were over. We sat on the hill to watch the sunset, her head on my chest, my arm around her shoulder. In a matter of minutes, I'm pinned to the tree, suffocated by a waxy film on top of soft lips. I try to hold her closer to me, scared I'm doing it wrong. But when her hands make quick progress of loosening every button on my school shirt, the hands that were once holding her close pushed her away. As plea led to argument, I knew things weren't working between the two of us as I told her I needed a break. She walked away in a huff, calling me a coward and a wuss as she left me in the dust.
Maybe I was too harsh, but it was all too much. Maybe it's my inexperience. Maybe it's because I know Hayakawa wouldn't come onto me as quickly and forcefully as Hikaru did. But Hayakawa and Hikaru are two entirely different people. I should have known better.
I felt awful about how I hurt Hikaru. She was right, I am a coward.
To make it up, we sit on the same hill, watching a different sunset. Instead of the previous pose, we sit about six inches apart. The sky turns orange as my hand makes its way to hers, but she pushes away. I apologize for before, genuine as always. After a long plea and a request to declare our relationship, she turns to me with worry in her sapphire eyes.
"Are you sure you wanna do this?" she asks, uncharacteristically. "You know I'm gonna scare you."
I won't lie – Hikaru scares the living daylights out of me. The way she talks, the way she walks, the way she smiles, the way she teases. Everything she does is a new experience, everything she does is intimidating. I want to think that dating Hayakawa would make this situation better, but only Hikaru can prepare me for the hurricane Hikaru will bring.
I take her hand in mine again, pulling it slowly toward me. I get her signature smirk, and, before I know it, I'm pinned to the tree again with hot lips crashing down onto mine.
Well, you gotta face your fears someday in life.