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rlm@2: 
rlm@2: Watching You~~A Medabots fanfiction
rlm@2: 
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rlm@2: 
rlm@2: 	I’ve never been one to get crushes; actually, I never HAVE had a
rlm@2: crush. I never even had a crush on you. I just fell head-over heels
rlm@2: in love with you, straight from the moment I met you. Even if it
rlm@2: seems as if I don’t…it only shows through at small moments. But
rlm@2: that’s how I want it.
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: 	Do you know what kind of love I mean? The romantic, passionate kind
rlm@2: that keeps you going? The kind where you would sacrifice your life of
rlm@2: feelings or anything for the sake of the one you love without a
rlm@2: second thought? It’s scary, in a way.
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: 	Because you may never be loved back.
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: 	But it’s okay, I guess. I don’t like the thought of you getting
rlm@2: together with someone else. But that’s the way I am. Jealous. It’s so
rlm@2: hard not to just reach out and take your hand, and ask if you would
rlm@2: like to dance. But then, I’m getting used to being a wallflower,
rlm@2: leaning against the cold, hard stone, watching the couples twirl
rlm@2: about in patterns I couldn’t hope to break into, dancing along with
rlm@2: you as my partner. You need to have a partner, after all, to dance at
rlm@2: these things.
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: 	They all like you too. It hard to see how they couldn’t. I never
rlm@2: thought I would fall in love, but after I met you it wasn’t hard to
rlm@2: see how I could. But I had promised I would only watch you, knowing
rlm@2: that you would fall for one of them. Guessing you would fall for one
rlm@2: of them. Wishing you wouldn’t, that you’d look into my eyes and see
rlm@2: everything I can’t say for fear of scaring you off. That you’d accept
rlm@2: it. That you’d feel the same way.
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: 	My heart is very, very bad. It’s not making this whole ‘not saying
rlm@2: anything’ thing any easier on me.
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: 	You see my gaze and smile gently, the smile that makes my heart
rlm@2: flutter. “Erika-chan, would you like to dance? Everyone else is still
rlm@2: at the refreshment table, and this is my favorite song.”
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: 	My mouth must have said something without my permission again,
rlm@2: because now I’m dancing with you, twirling about in the dances that
rlm@2: meant so little when I was just watching them. I’m surprised to note
rlm@2: that you’re exactly my height now; I used to be taller. We pull
rlm@2: closer and I see that you’re mouthing the words, singing ever so
rlm@2: softly, eyes at your feet.
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: 	And you look up, seeing my eyes on you once again. And you smile,
rlm@2: the simple expression faltering. “E…Erika-chan…”
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: 	“Hai?” We’re slowing down a bit, earning us angry glares from other
rlm@2: couples.
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: 	“I…” You clear your throat. “I’ve been meaning to tell you
rlm@2: something.”
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: 	“What is it?” I think my heart just sped up quite a bit.
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: 	“I like someone.”
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: 	And then stopped. “Oh…um…oh, hey, there’s the others with the
rlm@2: drinks!” I’m about to go over to them, to my best friend and my other
rlm@2: friends, but you grab my hand.
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: 	“Erika-chan! Hold on for just one moment!” You pause, then sigh. “I
rlm@2: don’t think they like me back.”
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: 	I stop, if only because you look so sad. “I’m sure they like you
rlm@2: back.”
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: 	You smile sadly. “As a friend only. Erika-chan, I’ve been meaning
rlm@2: to tell you who I…”
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: 	My brain tells me I should run before my heart gets broken. My
rlm@2: heart disagrees, though it doesn’t want to be broken. It wants to
rlm@2: stay with you.
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: 	“…Who I like. I like you, Erika-chan.”
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: 	…
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: 	…
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: 	…
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: 	What just happened?
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: 	“You…you what?”
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: 	You look away. “I like you, Erika-chan.”
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: 	“That…that can’t be true…”
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: 	And then you lean in and kiss me, once.
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: 	I really must be going insane. “But…”
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: 	“Gomenasai…I…” You turn to leave.
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: 	“Karin-chan, wait!” I grab your hand this time, and you turn back
rlm@2: to look at me, tears streaming down your face. “I…I like you too.”
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: 	And then we’re hugging, and I feel a tap on my shoulder.
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: 	“Congratulations! We got the whole thing on tape!” Ikki beams,
rlm@2: proud of himself for not leaving the cap on the camera, most likely.
rlm@2: He winks at me. Of course he knew whom I liked. He IS my best friend,
rlm@2: after all. He used to have a crush on Karin, but then, he tends to
rlm@2: get crushes. “Right Metabee?”
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: 	“Yo, Ikki? Kogee’s out cold…” Metabee sweatdropped.
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: 	“Probably from seeing his life-long love kiss someone else.”
rlm@2: Sumiladon replied, shaking Kogee.
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: “Kogee-kun has a life-long love?” You ask, blinking.
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: 	Somehow I have a feeling you never had crushes either.
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: Owari!
rlm@2: