A/N: Yeah… new story. Yay. This could be held up for a while, though. Seeing as I'm already working on "Project: VOCALOID". But eh, I might consider continuing this. I hear the next Vocaloid concert is gonna be held in Japan, I'm envious. Rin's a strange character in here. Somewhat childish at times, but a dedicated person at heart.
And yes, there will be some romance.
Full Summary: As a realist, Rin's never liked romance. But when she and her wild sister, Lily, are forced to spend the entire summer in Japan with their meddlesome father, things change for the worst. But, Rin is interested in finding that boy who stole her first kiss as a child... and she reluctantly agrees to go. Soon, Rin finds herself pulled into a wacky adventure, filled with odd friendships, clashing rivalry. Not to mention the magnetic relationship she's drawn into with a boy called 'Len'.
I never recognized myself to be a spoiled, ignorant child. I considered my personality much better than other kids' my age where I grew up, California, that is. But I knew I was filled with all the stubbornness of a bull (Lily never failed to stop teasing me of that). Though I was raised in America, my father's side of the family was Japanese. That is why Lily and I were raised to know both languages.
Though, we personally prefered Japanese since we found it to be much cuter.
Children don't understand love, that's what the adults always said to me. And for a time, I took their words to heart since I worshipped them their vast knowledge of everything.
However, I soon found that wasn't the case.
I remember… it was on that time, at the place.
On that day.
Where, as a child, I had my first kiss stolen… from the most beautiful boy ever imaginable. It was on my last summer trip to Japan.
Eight years ago.
"Mother! MOOOOOOTHER!" A little girl walked around the streets, crying. Her short hair was light and honey-colored. Big blue irises portrayed her innocent, heart-shaped face. She wore a white dress that stopped just below the knees. In her hands, was a giant white hat.
Her name was Rin, you see. And she couldn't find her mother. They had spent their summer on a three-week vacation to Japan Now, they were supposed to heading home to California. Alas, she had wandered off to follow a butterfly when strictly instructed to stay right beside the car.
Now, she was lost.
"MOOOOOOOOOOOOOTHER!" Rin wailed at the top of her lungs, but to no avail. All the streets were empty and no one could witness her crying. Just then, she looked over and saw something in the distance.
"Ooooooooh!" Without hesitation, the girl ran towards the sandy area with a delighted squeal. She met up with the playful waves and began splashing in the cool blue-green water. She stayed that way for a while, her troubles forgotten. But she finally remembered her mother and looked down at herself, knowing she would be scolded for getting her clothes all wet and immediately hurried back to land. She plopped down on the sand and began crying again.
"I'm lost… I'm lost!"
"What do you mean 'lost?" Rin gasped at the sudden voice. She turned around and found herself looking into a curious pair of eyes. Quickly, she stood up. A startlingly cute boy, looking about her age, stood there with his arms folded. He wore blue khaki shorts and a worn-out summer shirt. He was looking at her with a strange expression. "No one gets lost here at the beach." She pouted in reply.
"W-Well, I am." She answered indignantly, hiccupping slightly. "I got separated from my mother and my elder sister…" The boy noticed her clothes and rose a curious brow.
"How come you're all wet?"
"B-Because…!" Came Rin's embarrassed reply. She didn't want to admit she had gotten her clothes dirty on purpose, especially not to a stranger. "Now, if you'll please excuse me! I must leave!" And she started stomping away.
"Were you crying?" Argh! The boy was following her. A small frown spread across her face.
"I-I was roaming in the water!" Rin answered, shoving her hat down to hide her burning face.
"You were crying." The boy answered his own question, making her scowl. Mother told her not to be rude to strangers, so she answered politely.
"If you think so." After five minutes of having the boy trailing her every step, Rin finally lost patience and turned around. "Why are you following me?" He looked at her with a sheepish grin.
"You're still on the beach." Seeing the boy was right, Rin immediately scowled and crossed her arms. She was considered more well-behaved than wild Lily, but seeing as how this stranger wouldn't leave her alone, she was really starting to get annoyed by this boy.
"So why do you keep following me? Mother tells me strangers should never talk to each other! Didn't yours tell you the same thing?" At that, his face suddenly fell.
"Mine is… dead."
A look of surprise crossed her face, then embarrassment and shame. "O-Oh…" She looked over and saw that the boy was looking down, his bangs covering his eyes. "I-I'm truly sorry to hear about your loss.." She offered, making him look up and flash her a good-natured grin.
"No problem." Then he looked at her with an odd look. "You talk kinda weird though." The girl stared at him, insulted.
"I-I beg your pardon?"
"See?" The cute boy laughed while pointing. "Your Japanese is really weird." An annoyed look crossed Rin's face. She was about to retort until he suddenly stopped laughing. "But I don't care, I like you anyway." He said, grinning. "And you're really pretty."
She stared at him.
Then, her face began to heat up.
"T-Thank you." Rin stammered, curtsying clumsily.
"You're welcome. And about us being strangers," The boy said, suddenly looking sheepish, "I saw you in my neighborhood a lot… and I've always wanted to play with you." He gave her a sweet grin, "But since you were always busy, I just followed you and that other girl around… so I know where you live." Rin gaped at him.
He had been following her around from the start?
"C-Can you please take me home then?"
"Sure… but, you have to kiss me first." He answered seriously. The little girl stared at him, speechless. Her cheeks began to pink.
"Because," The boy answered firmly, his cheeks pink as well, "cute girls do that when they want boys to do them a favor." Rin bit her bottom lip, uncomfortable.
The boy stepped up, looking at her with an unyielding expression on his face. "I'm waiting." Blushing, the girl reluctantly leaned in and quickly planted a chaste kiss on his cheek, making him pout slightly. "That's not what I meant." Rin shook her head.
"You didn't say that. Now take me home!" With a sigh, the boy nodded and grabbed her hand, beginning to run. She gasped, her gaze falling to their joined fingers.
Rin had never held hands with a boy before…
A blush formed on the girl's cheeks as she tried to rest that thought aside. Slowly, she managed to squeeze his hand back. In a matter of minutes, they had arrived at her house, quicker than expected. And there her mother was, still on the steps and instructing the moving men with their furniture. And Lily was still playing with the puppies. Her disappearance had gone unnoticed…
Rin heaved a sigh in relief, looking back at the boy with gratitude. "Thank you very much." She smiled, making his cheeks redden slightly. He glanced at the ground in embarrassment, shifting his feet.
"D-Don't mention it…" Then he looked up at her with a serious expression on his face. "Now you have to give me a kiss." She gawked at him.
He nodded. "Yes, again."
"Er," Rin looked back at her mother, frowning slightly. "But-"
That was when it happened.
The boy immediately spun her around and took hold of both her shoulders, his eyes fluttered shut and he leaned in. They collided together, making her eyes widen slightly. Before she knew it, his warm lips pressed against hers.
They were… kissing.
A strange feeling swelled up inside her, it was warm and fluttery. At first, she didn't know how to respond. Then, remembering how it was done in the movies, she awkwardly copied the boy's actions.
They remained that way for a while until they suddenly separated. For a moment, they stared at each other, unmoving. Then, without a word, the boy turned around and ran off. Rin stood there, silent. As she watched him run off, her fingers lightly brushed the spot where she had been kissed.
"… Thank you." Was what she whispered when he disappeared out of sight.
I met him.
The most beautiful boy with all the sweetness in the world. The one who took my first kiss when I was just a little girl. But I didn't mind. Not that I could understand the meaning of it in the first place. I had only been a child then.
In a way… I suppose he'd been my first love.
I never knew his name, nor I couldn't recall what he looked like. But I never forgot about him. Neither did I want to.
Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months.
Months… turned into years.
I never forgot that first kiss.
As I grew, I longed to meet that boy again. I wanted to meet him, to thank him. And little did I know, that on a memorable summer, I would get that chance.
Me and my older sister, Lily, would eventually be forced to travel back to Japan to live with an meddlesome father who's been distant all our lives. But during my time there, I had the craziest adventures and made the unlikeliest of friends and rivals…
And how I met that boy again.
Oh, how rude of me. You've been listening to me ramble on about silly nonsense and I haven't even introduced myself yet. (Please excuse my manners up until this point.)
Just call me Rin. I'm fourteen years old, soon to become fifteen.
I'm somewhat awkward and sensitive. I try my best to be a positive influence on others, but to be frank, I get upset rather easily. I tend to be hot-headed at times, but I can say my temper is surely a lot better than Lily's. But I'm most likely the strangest person you'll ever meet. A true realist. I'm not one for romance, really.
In fact, I've always hated it from the start. Seeing the rocky, cold relationship bloom between my once loving parents, I believed it to be nothing more than a fairytale. Nothing like those cliche, sickening romance novels. I believed it to be something tragic and painful in the end.
Oh! Y-You're a romantic, aren't you?
No, no. Please don't be offended. I don't mean to act cold or rude, not like my sister (who I assure you, I love very much). I'm sure you're a very wonderful person who strives on the passion of romance novels, but I just don't like to harbor those sorts of ideas. That... would actually embarrass me, such close contact involving other people... well, it used to.
Now I think the idea of 'romance' is... oh never mind, let's just cut to the chase.
What I'm trying to say is... I'm here to tell you a tale.
A summer tale that took place in Japan… of how I discovered that many things. Including love itself, each in its own way.
This is how it all began.
A/N: Writing a summer novel during the summer. Pathetic. XD Who do you think the mystery boy is? Please be sure to drop a line, a passionate line. And MAYBE I'll think about updating... ;D (Still gotta work on 'Project: VOCALOID' too though. T-T)