Prologue: I tried to make a fanfic about Mizuki and Kuwata. This will be a short one. I tried to make it after Valentine’s Day or after Kuwata met Kobayashi at the restaurant. However, I decided to make both. Please enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don’t own Harlem Beat.
‘is that Mizuki-san? Mizuki Kusuda?”
The girl walked slowly along the street. Still wearing her school uniform, she looked a little bit happy.
“Hey, Mizuki-san!”
She stopped and turned around to find whose call. “Ah, Kuwata-kun!”
Yasuhiko Kuwata stopped his red motorcycle next to her. “hi! Long time no see!
What are you doing here alone?” He asked after opening his helmet.
“Well, I just got back from Sawamura’s Bar. Me and Narucyo talked about something.”
“Something to do with Johnan basketball team?”
“Nope.”
“Or something to do with Valentine’s Day?”
She smiled. “Something like that.”
“Then I guess better not know about that.” He added. “Hey, it almost 9 now… Do you want me to escort you home?” Kuwata asked.
Her face blushed suddenly. “Ah…, I…, well… My house is near enough, you see… I guess I can go on my own.” She rejected.
“Yeah, but it still dangerous.” He resists.
Mizuki watched him for a moment. He is handsome, indeed. Also cute. This man has charms like Sawamura does, BUT he is nicer than him. Huh?! Snap out of it! What are you thinking, Mizuki? Stop it!
“Will you accept my offer?” He asked again.
“…Well, if you insists.” She answered.
Mizuki watched him again. Same like her, he is still wearing his scool uniform, closed by brown jacket. “Here. Take this.” He gives his black helmet. “Put this on.
You’ll safer that way.”
Mizuki wears it and climb to his back. “Hold on.” Kuwata whispers. He started the engine. This is the first time she is on a motorcycle. She almost falls down but managed to hold still by round her hands to his waist.
“Ugh…, this better worked out well.” She thought to herself. She found herself close her eyes, but opened it again slowly. Everything passes so fast. I never know it. This is a new sight for me. Realizing this as a new thing, she must say thank you to Kuwata because he introduce her to a new activity, er… new beautiful sight she never see before. Oh yes she always sees sight from the train window and by walk. Sometimes from busses too. She must admire it; it’s different.
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Masahiro Sawamura turned off his cigar. He is ready to go home when he saw someone outside his work place. “Kasahari…”
Sumisugu Kobayashi wears his scool uniform with a black coat. He waited until Sawamura comes out. “Do you have some time? I’d like to talk to you about something.” He asked.
Sawamura is tightening his grey jacket. “It’s Saturday night anyway. Why don’t we have a walk? I bet you never do this before.”
“Yeah, You’re right. I never do this. Come on, let’s go.” He walked first.
“O-oy! Wait!” He chased him.
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“It’s not usual for you to treat me in Kanaya.”
“Well, it’s the best that I can do.”
“Tell me, Kasahari, there’s must be something about this.” Sawamura warned him.
Kobayashi keeps silent. He eats his gyoza until finish.
“Fine. If you’re not gonna say something.”
“Imagawa told me that you’re birthday is today.” Kobayashi cuts him. He looked at him with unpredictable face. “He said there will be a special birthday party for you later.”
“…Then why you threat me first?”
“Imagawa told me…, that… ah, um, well… forget it.”
“What?! Kasahari?” Sawamura is standing now.
Kobayashi walked to the cashier and paid. He lets Sawamura go after him but inprotest: “ Oy, wait up! Tell me, what this is all about? Kasahari!”
He stopped just because Kobayashi has stopped too. “He said that we might get friendly in this way.”
The two of them stared at each other in a strange way, but Sawamura’s face looks a little blushing on his cheek. “Gosh…, you embarrass me Kasahari. I don’t think that you and the others will worry much about me.”
“Well, actually I don’t want to do this but Imagawa and the others are persuading me to do it. Anyway, happy birthday Kitsune!”
Now Sawamura’s face turns a little angry. “Forget it!” He walks fast to pass him but whispering this while passing next to Kobayashi, “Arigatou…”
Kobayashi saw a little smile when he passed him. He smiled too and followed him slowly. “You’re welcome.” He thinks to himself…
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Kuwata came out from the restaurant with Kobayashi. “Bye Kobayashi… See you soon.” He waved to him.
Kobayashi waved back to him. “take care…”
Kuwata walked calmly along the street. He is heading to the subway when he saw someone near the mini market. “Mizuki-san?”
Mizuki is wearing black boots, grey short skirt, and white turtle neck covered by a brown coat. Her short hair is match perfectly with her. “Oh? Hey, Kuwata-kun! We meet again!”
“Yeah. Finished shopping?”
“Uh huh. My mother asked me to buy some ingredients. We are planning to make yakiniku.”
“Here. Let me help you.”
“Well thank you. You’re so kind.” Mizuki gave him one of her shopping bag. The two of them walked slowly heading to the subway. “You’re taking the train too?”
“Only if my motorcycle is broke again. I have to take the train. It’s the only choice anyway. Did you always take the train?”
“Not really. Sometimes I took the bus too.”
They stopped in front of the locket. Mizuki reached some money from her pocket but kuwata told her, “It’s all right. I’ll pay for it.”
She saw him bought the ticket. “Here. It’s on me.” He gave the ticket.
Mizuki bowedto him, “Arigatou gozaimazu.”
“You’re welcome.”
They are waiting for the train until it comes, while talking about school, basketball, friends, and their own destination. It’s half empty. They are sitting near the door. The atmosphere was so cool that most of the passenger went to sleep. Only a few read newspapers or books and a little stared outside.
Mizuki yawned automatically. “I’m sleepy… Can I take a nap for a moment?” She sat lower on her position and closer to Kuwata.
“No problem. Make sure you will wake up later.”
“I will.” She replied and put her head on his shoulder; went to deep sleep fast.
Kuwata can’t help but to smile. He sat lower too and resting his own head up above her. “Sleep well, Mizuki-san…”
End Notes: I want to continue, but I guess it’s OK if I stopped in here. I started this Thursday, march 6th and end it Saturday,
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