#bubuzuke

[bumblingbabooshka]

Hoshi making T'Pol bubuzuke with whatever Vulcan tea she likes send tweet

[miyuranran]

Any guests who stay there can have night meal free!

[odioart]

Various Artists x Odio  Daicon V Recap  1. Haruhiko Mikimoto x odio (Gunbuster)  2. Hideaki Anno x Odio (Macross, Harlock, Yamoto  3. Sameda Koban x Odio (FLCL *doujin)  4. Takeshi Honda x Odio (Neon Genesis Evangelion)  5.Yoshiyuki Sadamoto x Odio (Neon Genesis Evangelion  *manga) 6.Toshihiro Kawamoto x Odio (Cowboy Bebop)  7. Sushio x Odio (Kill la Kill)  8. Hiroyuki Imaishi x Odio (Gurran Lagann)  9. Hironobu Muto x Odio (Cassette Girl)  10. Bubuzuke x Odio (kill la Kill *doujin)  *Note taking a rest from the on going Daicon V retrospective to focus on the Shonen Jump Summer Event that will be launching live from my Patreon this June. So here are my top 10 Daicon V picks from the retrospective thus far. If you would like to follow or support my work you may do so (HERE) where I will have Shonen Jump exclusives all summer long. thank you! 

[slyrodriguez21bybentopeii]

Before I start watching Mai-Otome and/or finish TV series (once I have enough time to do so) like Westworld, Gypsy, OITNB S5, RuPaul's Drag Race S3 and the last season of Orphan Black (farewell my sestras), I'd like to review select scenes from the animated series, Mai-HiME.

First here's Haruka and Yukino talking about Shizuru and her seemingly lax leadership skills. There's an explanation as to why Shizuru even ran for Student Council President in the first place, but it's in the novel that precedes the series, titled Natsuki no Prelude. I want to read it but I can't read Japanese (at least not yet) and there's no available English translation of it online. 😢

[monstrousgourmandizingcats]

@absynthe--minded and I are rewatching Mai-Hime together, because there ain’t no party like a mid-2000s party, and we noticed this scene early on where Haruka is ranting about Shizuru and how the student council has gone to the dogs ever since “that hippie Fujino” became its president. (It’s in the episode with the monster that steals lingerie, because Mai-Hime is a mid-2000s Sunrise show so you know it’s REAL CLASSY. We’re watching a fifteen-year-old fansub; the line might be different in the official subs.)

Now, your typical American audience might find this confusing. Shizuru is composed, traditional, and conspicuously upper-class; in what universe is she a hippie?! However, I noticed this time around that the word that gets translated hippie is heiwaboke, “peace idiot”. It’s a term that immediately pins down Shizuru on the Japanese political spectrum, in which one of the main culture war issues is Japan’s postwar pacifist constitution and lack of a standing army. Haruka is characterizing Shizuru as somebody who’s so concerned with coming across well that she’s willing to leave her home defenseless--which ends up having relevance later in the show when Shizuru snaps and stops acting like that.

The funny part is Shizuru’s accent, which is also the source for Haruka’s other favored slur for her, bubuzuke-onna. (Bubuzuke is a traditional snack food that’s popular in Western Japan; it’s like if Shizuru was Canadian and Haruka called her “poutine girl.”) Kyoto is a left-wing stronghold because like half of the city is universities. It also has a much more active and politicized trade union movement than most of the rest of Japan. So a refined, easygoing lesbian with a Kyoto accent? Yeah, I can see a Japanese audience pegging Shizuru as a leftist of some sort.

(Of course, that means Haruka herself is a deplorable of some description, but that’s a whole other set of issues.)

[idoldragos]

“As per Tamamo Nine law, anyone who MIKON’s without express permission from one of the acknowledged nine, will have a hot bubuzuke shoved down their throats from each of the respective Tamamo Nine.”

“Thank you, and have a wonderful day!”

[btskismet]

Kismet (Chapter 8): a BTS Jin imagines fanfic

First ever fanfic. Contains fluff and some smut. Please read sequentially as it is a long story arc. Please provide feedback! My IG is btskismet.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she looked to the left side of the bed. Today, she saw him: his broad shoulders, his messed-up hair and his long legs curled up to his body in a halfway fetal position.

She sat up and took a glance at his face. He was definitely still asleep with his long fingers in one hand clutching the pillow near him, his lips slightly parted and his soft snoring heard while sleeping. God, he is so beautiful, she thought. She doesn't deserve to be with this man, let alone have sex with him. But she did so - thrice.

She smiled and slowly reached out to softly touch his cheek with her finger. When she made contact, he moved slightly and further curled up.

Seokjin must really feel very tired today, she figured. That concert took 3 hours and he also had a long drive going here. He also exerted a lot last night, she thought. Thinking of the sex and how good he was made her feel tingly all over that she was close to reaching out to him for more.

She shook her head and sighed. She knew he needs sleep. He always woke up earlier than the others in the group and he did that the last time they were together so this is different.

She stood up to freshen up and wash the sleep of her face. It was early enough and she was halfway through brushing her teeth when she saw Seokjin come in the bathroom and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Back to bed...", he said sleepily, his chin on her shoulder. She rinsed her mouth and replied, "Good morning, Seokjin. Why go back when it's time to wake up?" She realized he may not have caught that - she didn’t have her earpiece on.

"No. Bed please...". He said after a yawn. "Why?", she asked. "Stay beside me.", he commanded. She finished brushing and dried her mouth and said ok.

Seokjin held her hand and brought her to the bed and cuddled under the covers with her. She realized that he was acting like a little boy which is probably how he normally is. Guess he's pretty comfortable with me now, she thought. The other guys always share in their videos how much their hyung acts like a manchild but also takes care of them like their big brother. How odd, she thought. But now that she's experiencing it herself, it was comforting to know he thought of her as someone he could be himself with.

"Would you like breakfast from the hotel or the local café?", she whispered. "Hotel...", Seokjin murmured and pulled her closer and he buried his face in her bosom. She can feel his breath on her chest and hear him softly snoring. This made her feel so relaxed that she started to drift back to sleep.

~~~~~

She woke up to an electronic sound coming from a game. She wasn't sure where it came from at first but she remembered that he loves to play Maple Story. Sure enough, when she looked around, she saw Jin on his phone, sitting at the table. He was also eating one of the mochi from Nakatanidou.

"Jagiya, you up?", he said in English. "Mmhmm...", she replied sleepily. "No fair, you woke up earlier than me but I was awake since this morning. You made me sleep again."

Seokjin wiped his fingers, stood up from the table and walked over to the bed, still playing his game. He sat beside her as he silently played. She knew that she had to wait. As a person who loves games too, it is understood that you should let a gamer finish a stage or mission because ending midway could mean starting at a save point again.

Seokjin then clicked on save and set his phone aside. "I wake up first because I want to take care of you.", he said sweetly. "I also woke up to eat that. Very good!", he exclaimed as he pointed to the mochi on the table.

She realized he was speaking to her in straight English and he didn't have the earpiece on. Maybe this was what Namjoon meant - he will practice speaking in English more since he has no choice when it comes to me.

They heard a knock in the door and Seokjin stood up to open it. He thanked the lady who came in with a tray of food for both of them. They were brought a traditional Kyoto breakfast which is bubuzuke. This is comprised of rice with a broth and varied pickles. The rice is eaten by pouring the broth on it and the pickles serve as the side dish. Fish and egg can also be served with it.

She noticed that there was more than egg and fish for the meal. There was also some kobe beef served which is usually not part of a bubuzuke meal. This made her smile because she knew this was Seokjin's suggestion. "He really is a meat lover and he has to have it in each meal.", she thought.

They enjoyed the breakfast together and talked about the trip. There were two choices Seokjin had to choose from and he still insisted on going to Hokkaido. She warned him that the trip would be long and cold. Public transportation would be different to what he was accustomed to lately. "That's good. I'd like to try traveling like a normal person. No bodyguards, managers... Just you and me.", Seokjin said. He actually sounded excited.

They agreed to stay one more night in Kyoto and then check out very early to ride the shinkansen to go to Hakodate. The rest of the day, they spent it by enjoying the boats in the Katsura river which could be seen from their balcony and the private onsen in the hotel.

~~~~~

At 6am, she and Seokjin stepped out of the hotel. It was a short walk to the rental bike shop that would allow them to pick up their bikes this early. The old man agreed to leave out the bikes they rented for the day at the front of their shop after she met with him yesterday afternoon to pay for the rental fee.

Seokjin had a big smile when he saw the bikes. She got him the tallest one they could provide and he was thrilled that they would be able to enjoy the day biking around the area rather than walking.

They made sure their earpieces had enough charge before they started biking. She did notice though that Seokjin would try to speak with her English and there might come a time that may not need them anymore.

Their first stop was Arashiyama Forest. They both knew that the place would be packed with tourists if they went there around 9am so they decided to leave early to go through it in peace. 

The sun was just about to come up when they got to the entrance of the grove and not many people were there with them. “Wow, you weren’t kidding when you said this place is beautiful.”, Seokjin expressed with awe. The sunlight shining in between the stalks of bamboo and the red and orange colored leaves from the trees peeking through was a sight to behold. 

“We can bike through this path or walk. What do you prefer?”, she asked him. Seokjin looked at her fondly and set his bike aside. “Let’s walk. There are not many people around and I want to go through this slowly.”, he said.

They left their bikes at the start of the path, knowing well enough that people won’t take them away.  

Seokjin took her hand as they walked along the bamboo grove. He took many photos of the area and marvelled on how high the trees were. “I heard that we have a bamboo grove in Ulsan but not as pretty as this.”, Seokjin shared with her. He then took a quick photo of her as she was walking beside him. “Hey! I wasn’t prepared for that.”, she said. 

He smiled and said, “That’s ok. It’s for my memory of this place.”

She took a photo of him as well and asked him if they could have a selca. “You’re better at doing this than me so please take the photo then.”, she mentioned. 

Seokjin put his arm around her and made sure that the bamboo stalks and some of the red leaves were seen in the background. He even asked her to do a funny shot with him which made for great photos.

“I know JK and V would love photos of this place. I’ll send some to them.”, he said and started to take different photos of the path and sent them to the other members. 

“Thank you for including this in our trip.”, he said. She smiled at him brightly and said, “Oh, I really aimed to go here today. This is my first time here too.”

“What? I thought you’ve been here before!”, Seokjin exclaimed. 

She swayed her head. “No, I haven’t. In my last trip to Kyoto, a storm hit and all the trains to Arashiyama were blocked because of the felled trees. So, I promised myself I would go here on my next trip. The hotel we’re at is a place I’ve been eyeing for years since it is close to the bamboo forest but it is pricey. If I didn’t meet you, I probably would’ve stayed near Kyoto station since it would be cheaper but I can still go to the forest early enough.”

Seokjin looked at her fondly and put his arm around her. “Well, I’m glad we met that night or else I wouldn’t have a chance to be here either.”

There were more people at the grove by the time they got to their bikes. They asked someone to take their photo in front of the path before they left and headed out to go to a coffee shop near the Katsura River for breakfast.

A few minutes before 8am, they reached % Arabica, a well-known coffee shop near the Katsura River. There was a short line near the door and Seokjin made sure to put his mask up when they set aside the bikes to line up. They made a pact that if they were in an area with more than 10 people around, they would use their face masks so that not a lot of people would know who they are. That was the unfortunate thing about being a celebrity, Seokjin shared; not a lot of places you can go to without a mask these days.

The shop was a small kiosk in front of the Katsura River. There weren’t any seats but anyone could grab coffee and sandwiches to go and sit on the stone benches across the main road to have a full view of the riverside.

She got them the ham and cheese baguette sandwiches, an Americano for Seokjin and a latte for herself. She asked Seokjin to secure a seat and wait for her to come over with their orders. She noticed as she was lined up that he was busy taking photos with his phone and just staring out at the river, looking around the area and basking in the sights. She noticed how handsome and beautiful he is and he wasn’t even making any efforts to do that. She suddenly got startled when he jumped and started flailing his arms at something, looking around. She laughed and knew it was probably a bug that went too close and startled him.

“I see that nature decided to greet you close earlier.”, she chuckled. Seokjin gave her a quizzical look and then gave a knowing nod. “Ah ya, I hate bugs. I think it was a fly or a beetle that came close as I was looking at the river.”

She started to laugh, “You are so cute, Seokjin. I was just admiring how handsome you are when I was there and then realized you are human after all when you started shooing the bug away!” 

Seokjin looked at her interestingly and said, “So, you were admiring me from afar? I’m really worldwide handsome, eh?”

She smirked and said yes, of course. “May I add that you’re not only handsome but you kiss so damn well too?”

This statement made Seokjin blush and his ears turned bright red. “Ah, I didn’t expect you would say something like that out loud!” But he then placed his arm around her and said: ‘Makes me want to go back to the hotel now and kiss you all over!”

She then turned pink and slightly pushed him away. “Now, now... we have a few more places to go to today. Do what you want to me tonight. Right now, let’s have breakfast.”, she said and handed him his coffee and sandwich.

They went biking after that, hitting several temples that were not flocked with tourists and generally enjoying the scenery. They didn’t have much of an agenda but they both wanted to pass by the side streets to check what the shops had to offer.

They went back to the bike shop at 4pm to return the bikes and made sure to take the train from Arashiyama station to Kawaramachi station. She included in their loose itinerary for the day a certain place that she knew Seokjin would appreciate a lot. It was a surprise she wanted for him and he had no idea where they were going.

“What is this place? I’m excited that it’s a surprise for me!”, he said, as he was dancing out of the station, eager to see what it is.

“I reserved the last slot for the day so I’m hoping there are less people by then.”, she said. They had to take a ten minute walk through a shopping street beside Nishiki Market and she told him that they had to be quick in walking so that not a lot of people would notice them.  

As they got close to their destination, she stopped in the middle of a small park. “So, we’re close to it. It’s one of these shops.”, she smiled at him.

Seokjin furrowed his temple and was confused. “Ah... which one is it?”

“Look around and tell me which of these unique shops would catch your attention.”

Seokjin looked around. There were a few small shops around the park and he was reading the names of each one. “Clarks, Teramachi... is it the Crepe shop? Crepes are ok but I’m not fond of it.”

“Warmer...”, she said. Seokjin looked at the other shops and his eyes suddenly went wide and she could see through the mask that his mouth was wide open. “No...! Wow!”, he exclaimed. “Is that a hedgehog shop?!” He was pointing at the window where it says Tom’s Mr. Hedgie.

She gave him a big smile. “It’s a hedgehog cafe! You can pet them and feed them and have photos with them for 40 minutes! I know you like small animals for pets like your sugar gliders and I took a chance of bringing you here. Not sure if you like hedgehogs. They are super cute though.”

Seokjin pulled his mask down and gave her a kiss on the cheek as his thank you. “I never had a hedgehog for a pet but I’m interested in them! Let’s go!”

He held her hand as they went up the stairs to the shop. Seokjin had so much fun handling the hedgehogs and enjoying the solitude with her as they were the only ones in the shop that time. He learned a lot about how to care and feed them and even had a few photos of them to send to the other members of BTS.

~~~~~

At the hotel, they enjoyed a nice cup of green tea and wagashi, brought in by the staff as a night cap.

Seokjin was playing his game on his phone while she was fixing photos on her phone in the bed. She liked the photo he took of them at the bamboo grove and the one with the hedgehog. She knew this wasn’t going to be forever but as the days pass, she understood and enjoyed Seokjin’s company more. She was sad that the vacation they have would end in time.

She felt him come close and kissed her shoulder as he slid his arm under her stomach. “You seem worried. I saw your face. What’s wrong?”, Seokjin asked.

“Oh, just thinking that I hope this vacation would never end...”, she bemused. Seokjin tightened his grip around her waist and leaned on top of her back. “Me too. I am having so much fun and you really thought of me for all the activities we’ve been doing. Are you sure we are doing things you like too?”

“Of course! Our interests are not that different. I like all of these places too.”

“Good. Now, there is another thing I like that you said at the river that we should do tonight.”. Seokjin whispered in her ear as his hand slid underneath her shirt as his hand cupped her breast which made her give out a soft squeal.  

--- to be continued ---

[jamesorvin]

“Hey, Japanese taxi driver, take us to the best bubuzuke in Kyoto!” – SoraNews24 -Japan News-

[ukiiyoe]

WHAT DOES KYO LIKE ON RICE

Depends. If it's simply a side dish to the main course, they'd prefer to keep the taste light and plain. Sometimes they like seasonal veggies on top.

If you're being particularly annoying? Green tea.

[odioart]

Daicon V: Gainax Spirit (Unofficial Art edition) 1. すいまめ x Odio ヱヴァンゲリヲン新劇場版：Q  (Shin Evangelion: New theatrical Version Q / Rebuild of Evangelion 3.0) すいまめ/Pixiv.com 2. Maganaworks x Odio トップをねらえ! (Gunbuster / Aim For The Top) Maganaworks  / instagram Twitter or google search they are honestly hard to find. a lot of searches come up empty, but their work is all over the net.  3. Bubuzuke x Odio キルラキル (Kill la kill) Bakui Junketsu 18+ Bubuzuke /doujins.com  4. Silversecrets x Odio フリクリ (FLCL) Silversecrets/deviantart.com   5. Xaom x Odio  天元突破グレンラガン (Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann)  Xaom/deviantart.com c o l o r f u l  *Note.. This will be my final art drop of the year, save for the annual Christmas card, and I wanted to take this opportunity to share some of the unofficial works I came across while doing research and digging for this retrospective. I wanted to do something special with these, as I think sometimes the unofficial work (fan arts) can be just as interesting as the work of the official artists who work in the studios. As well I wanted to show some love to my favorite girls of Gainax, Khara and Trigger..... Sadly Bones will have to wait to get their due in 2021. I would like to take a moment to thank all of you who have helped make what could have been the worst year into one of the best. You guys are so fundamental in making this all work, and supplying me with the direction on where to take it in the future. I am starting to drop the "me against the world attitude" I have held for most of my life for a more "we are all in this together" take on things. I want you to know that yr not only allowing me to grow creatively but personally as well. I thank each and every one of you for that. In the coming weeks as I take this little break from the art and editing I am going to to be working on some projects I have been forced to place on the back burner. I will refine my printing process, set up tiers, and  be ready to Launch the Patreon in January. As well as some other creative projects outside of my normal wheelhouse. More so I just want to take stock of all that has happened this year both good, and bad and allow myself a little time to process it all, and just feel grateful for where I am, what I have, and where I want to take it. More than anything I want to thank you all from the bottom of my heart for all your love and support. I really do love you guys. If not for you I would never try to find that best version of myself. I think you all deserve nothing but the best. If you do not hear from you before then please have a safe, and happy Holiday, and New Years. Love you all. -Wolfgang (2020)

[otakubeelze]

(via shikinami asuka langley and souryuu asuka langley (evangelion: 3.0 you can (not) redo, neon genesis evangelion, and rebuild of evangelion) drawn by bubuzuke)

[idoldragos]

“Time to prepare the bubuzuke, it seems. That’s fine. All my chores were done anyway!”

“One big hot pot coming up!”

[msartheartoie]

O Amor É Um Campo De Batalha [HARUKA x YUKINO]

X-Posted at: Spirit fanfics , Nyah ,   AO3 , FF.NET

Titulo: O Amor É Um Campo de Batalha /  Love is a Battle [No english translation yet]

Categoria: Anime/Manga » Mai HiME

Idioma: Português, Classificação: T

Gênero: Amizade/ Romance

Casal: Suzushiro Haruka x Kikukawa Yukino

Sinopse/ Notas do Autor:

[HARUKA x YUKINO] Haruka está atordoada por conta dos recentes acontecimentos em Fuuka. Isso, e a breve declaração de amor vinda de Yukino. Trocando em miúdos: A batalha que deveria ter acontecido se Suzushiro Haruka fosse uma HiME! *YURI F/F e Fluffy * .Harukino.

Obs: Infinitas referências ao malapropismo de Haruka porque sim!

(Haruka's PoV)

Enjoy~ [Diana go! Koumokuten go! Dream team chuuuu~ ]

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Capítulo 1 - Heartlessness

Eu, a temida Suzushiro Haruka, não consigo me concentrar nas atividades executivas do Conselho Estudantil. Desde o dia que eu misteriosamente acordei no quarto de Yukino, perdida e atordoada das coisas que estavam acontecendo bem embaixo do meu nariz, ando inquieta. Toda aquela felicidade repentina dela em me ver e o beijo roubado simplesmente não me passou goela abaixo até hoje-- DROGA! Anteontem mesmo eu podia simplesmente apreciar a companhia dela sem incômodo algum! Agora mal posso ouvir seus passos ecoando pelo gabinete do Conselho Estudantil que meu coração quase explode... Maldita hora em que Yukino se confessou! Porque diabos eu corri de lá sem nem ao menos deixar ela terminar o que queria dizer? Como posso eu, a Grande Leoa de Fuuka, ter fugido com a perna entre os rabos com medo de umas míseras palavras de afeto? Infernos, como que fui demorar tanto tempo para perceber seus sentimentos, YUKINO!?

Logo eu...

Uma garota igual ela...

Inadmissível.

Eu mal tive tempo para engolir essa historia bizarra de HiMES e Childs e seja mais o que for, que dirá sua confissão! Tch. Sua confissão... Eu devia ao menos ter deixado Yukino terminar de por para fora o que ela tanto guardou para si... Parabéns Haruka, você é uma bela de uma EGOÍSTA. Essa palavra não vai sair da minha cabeça nunca mais... EGOÍSTA EGOÍSTA EGOÍSTA EGOÍSTA EGOÍSTA EGOÍSTA EGO--

— Haruka chan...?

— EGOÍSTA EGOÍSTA EGOÍSTA EGOÍSTA EGOÍSTA EGOÍSTA EGOÍSTA EGOÍSTA EGOÍSTA EGOÍSTA EGOÍSTA EGOÍSTA EGOÍSTA--

— HARUKA!

— EGO-- Uh?

Abri meus olhos na mesma hora. As delicadas mãos de Yukino repousavam a poucos centímetros de meu rosto e por pouco eu não as machuquei com uma nova batida de testa na mesa.

— Haruka-chan...

Olhei para ela sem saber o que responder. Meu queixo já tocava sua palma e minhas sobrancelhas quebrariam se eu as arqueasse mais do que já estavam arqueadas.

— ...Está tudo bem?

Porcaria, agora ela vai ficar preocupada atoa! Preciso dizer algo convincente... Melhor eu segurar suas mãos para ela não perceber minha agonia!

— Oi, Yukino. Não é nada. Só estou estressada com os preparativos da formatura.

— A formatura, claro...

DROGA! Yukino está com um olhar totalmente devastado! Agora ela tem certeza absoluta que eu não estou bem. Até soltar suas mãos das minhas ela soltou... Ok, hora de por o plano B em ação! Vou fechar o jogo pra Yukino de uma vez por todas, já que não é como se eu conseguisse esconder algo dela mesmo...

— Tá... Não é só a formatura. Acho que a gente tem que por os pingos nos us de uma vez por todas.

— A expressão é "Pingos nos 'is'"...

Sua correção foi totalmente diferente desta vez. Sem toda aquela animação natural de Yukino por estar sendo útil em me ajudar; ela apenas me corrigiu de forma automática. Na verdade parecia que ela estava dando seu máximo para ignorar a própria tristeza, mas falhou miseravelmente. Me sinto na obrigação de não deixar a rede cair agora.

— Corta essa, você entendeu!

— Ah... Desculpa...

— Tch. Assim você me desarma, Yukino...

— N-não foi a intenção...

MERDA! Eu não devia ter pensado tão alto... Mas desta vez eu não me importei em me explicar e não falei uma única palavra mais. Por pura sorte Yukino deixou isso passar..

— Haruka-chan, você... Você ainda pretende passar a noite lá em casa como tínhamos combinado semana passada? Ou prefere conversar no Waki Ronalds?

Pelo menos ela está mais calma agora e está deixando a velha rotina voltar com tudo -até mesmo essa usual preocupação dela-. Melhor eu cantar conforme a música.

— Se a gente já deixou combinado então eu não vou voltar pra trás. Além do mais eu acho que nossa conversa precisa mesmo ser em um ambiente estreito.

— "Restrito", haruka chan.

— É, é.

De novo ela com esse sorriso envergonhado! Assim fica difícil, viu... Tsc.

— Não me provoque, Yukino!

— Ehehe... Combinado então?

— Sim. Te encontro mais tarde.

Tentei dizer da forma mais natural possível, mas minhas bochechas avermelhadas de vergonha e a irritação pelo fato de eu ter sempre as palavras corrigidas não deixou minha voz sair do jeito que deveria. Na verdade a voz saiu de forma grotesca e quase num grunhido grave. Pela indiferença estampada na cara da Yukino eu acho que meu jeito de falar não importa, contanto que eu cumpra minha palavra. Mas o problema não é Yukino em si, e sim o risinho falso e o bater de palmas que veio daquela fábrica de chá ambulante chamada Fujino Shizuru que acabou de entrar. MAS QUE BOSTA! Acho que ela ouviu boa parte da nossa conversa... Minto. Ela fez bem pior! Se aproximou da MINHA Yukino e cochichou algo que obviamente deixou MINHA secretária executiva muito incomodada.

Que vontade de chutar daqui essa desocupada...

— Oooooiiiiiiiiiiiiii, eu não consegui escutar o que você disse pra Yukino, sua Bubuzuke-onna.

— Ara, mas eu não disse nada de mais, nee?

— K-kaichou...

— Essa cara angustiada da Yukino não me engana! É bom você fechar o jogo logo Shiiizuuuuuuru!

— Ara, não precisa usar esse tom ameaçador comigo, Suzushiro-san... Eu só dei os parabéns para a Kikukawa-san pelo romance de vocês finalmente estar progredindo... Ao contrario da cura do seu fatídico malapropismo.

— Malaprariaoqueeee!? REPETE SE VOCÊ TIVER CORAGEM!

— Fujino-san, por favor...

— Ara? Você ainda não teve grande conversa com ela, Kikukawa-san? Para alguém que sempre está no controle de Suzushiro-san você está bem atrapalhada desta vez, nee? Que vergonhoso...

Agora Fujino passou dos limites. Que ela fale cenourinhas sobre mim, mas insultar Yukino desse jeito eu não vou perdoar! Principalmente com algo tão pessoal quanto os seus sentimentos so-- Sobr-- Sobre...

...Sobre mim.

BOTOOOOOOOOOOMMMM-—-----

— NÃO FIQUE ESPALHANDO MERDA POR AI BUBUZUKEEEEEEEEEEEE!

E a bomba Suzushiro explodiu. Apenas sinto pela mesa que partiu ao meio, mas os abusos de Shizuru acabam hoje.

— C-calma, Haruka-chan!

Quanto mais Yukino me agarrava e me pedia calma mais meu sangue fervia. Por quanto tempo Shizuru sabia sobre a Yukino? E se ela manipulou minha melhor amiga ao seu favor só porque ela é apaixonada por mim? Minha única vontade agora é arrancar o sorriso cínico desse rosto de PORCELANA BARATA!

— NÃO ME SEGURE, YUKINO! EU VOU PEGAR ESSA LINGUA DE TRAÇA AGORA!

— Porquê deste ato tão bruto, Suzushiro-san...? Se virando logo contra mim que estou realmente torcendo pelo futuro namoro de vocês...?

Maldita shizuru, sempre fugindo do confronto! Porque ela não para de se esquivar e encara a fúria Suzushiro como uma pessoa honrada!? QUANDO EU CONSEGUIR POR AS MÃOS NESSA DESGRAÇ--

— Trapo--

Um tropeço me parou na hora.

— O certo... É língua... De trapo...

Logo no momento que eu estava para segurar a manga engomada de Shizuru e evitar que ela alcance a porta de saída do Conselho Estudantil, Yukino se jogou em cima de mim e me derrubou como um alvo em caça. E olha que eu não caio por nada! Mas o que me parou não foi o peso em si e sim sua voz exausta pela tentativas de acalmar minha raiva. Hnf. Por quanto tempo vou continuar te causando problemas uh, Yukino...?

— Ara, ara... Até que as coisa s estão progredindo mais rápido que imaginei, nee? Sempre imaginei que no fim das contas a Suzushiro-san fosse dessas que gosta de ficar por baixo, fufufu...

E a maldita escondeu o sorriso falso atrás do leque e saiu porta afora logo depois. Tch. Essa inútil só sabe provocar os outros e fugir das exigências. Sorte minha o Reito não estar na sala também, se não eu ia acabar ouvindo esporro gratuito daquele mauricinho!

— Haruka-chan...Você...

A voz sussurrada de Yukino me tirou do modo berserk totalmente. Péssima hora para minha raiva passar... A corrida atrás de shizuru durou pouquíssimos minutos e a queda bem menos que segundos, mas só agora me sinto imóvel pra valer. Droga... Não quero admitir, mas som abafado da respiração quente dela na minha nuca de certa forma ajudou na fuga de Shizur-- Espera, no que eu estou pensando!?

— ...--Planeja ir atrás dela?

E eu sim deveria. Por sua honra, Yukino, eu deveria ir atrás dessa Fujino fujona e resolver todos os mal entendidos criados ao longo desses malditos anos. Mas realmente... Isso importa agora?

Ela importa?

— Isso importa? Fujino já fugiu mesmo... Já você não tem que s—

Como se já tivesse imaginado o que eu estava pronta para dizer, Yukino rapidamente saiu de cima de mim e se sentou ao meu lado no piso amaciado pelo carpete do gabinete sem força suficiente para ficar de pé. Assim que eu me levantei eu peguei a mão de Yukino para também levantá-la, vi a mistura de desespero e humilhação no fundo de seus olhos esverdeados. Tch... Novamente voltei a pensar nos incontáveis problemas que já causei e nos infinitos mais que eu provavelmente causaria sem ela ao meu lado...

— Me desculpe Haruka-chan, eu realmente nunca contei nad–-

— Amanhã, Yukino... Discutimos isso Amanhã.

Desta vez eu quem não deixei ela terminar o que tanto queria dizer. Ali definitivamente não é o lugar apropriado. A verdade é que nem mesmo eu estou preparada pra lidar com... Isso.

Por que antes de aceitar os sentimentos de Yukino, primeiro tenho que lidar com os meus...

— Haruka...chan...

— Vamos embora, Yukino. Hoje não se teve muito o que fazer pelo Conselho Estudantil mesmo...

Yukino acenou com a cabeça, pegando nossas coisas enquanto eu tentava deixar a mesa quebrada ao menos apresentável para o pessoal que vier busca-la para conserto. Desta vez ela não fez nenhum comentário profissional sobre o quanto isso vai custar ao fundo orçamentário do Conselho Estudantil... Pelo visto ela estava com humor zero para lidar com isso, assim como eu já estava querendo mandar tudo pro inverno. Apenas tranquei a sala e nos afastamos dali como se o lugar estivesse em quarentena. Por mais que meus pensamentos estivessem longe, eu não larguei as mãos de Yukino uma única vez até a volta aos dormitórios.

Em contra partida, não trocamos uma única palavra mais aquele dia.

Chegando aos quartos nós mudamos de roupa, lanchamos e arrumamos nossas coisas para voltar para a casa dos nossos pais na manhã seguinte. Tudo isso sob o comando da quinta sinfonia do silêncio. Para Yukino o silêncio sempre foi o seu conforto, mas para mim aquilo foi uma punição... É como dizem por ai: Quando uma fera está muito quieta... Por coisa boa não é. E meu Silêncio apenas denunciava o quão sem chão eu estava.

"Hnf... Ficar aqui presenciando a amargura de Yukino não está ajudando em nada! GYAAAAAAAAAAARRRGH!"

Tch. Decidi vestir uma calça e casaco moletom já querendo sair para pegar ar fresco. Por milhagre ou total vergonha Yukino não suspirou uma única sílaba, apenas acenou com a cabeça e continuou dedilhando as teclas do seu laptop sem coragem alguma de me olhar nos olhos. Tentei fechar a porta da forma mais delicada que pude.. Mas ainda assim eu ouvi o grito de susto vindo do lado de dentro do nosso quarto.

Oops.

— Um, dois, três... Três, dois, um... Um, doooois, trêêêêssss...! TRÊS!!! DOIS!!! U- UGHHH! NEM MARCHAR DIREITO EU CONSIGO MAIS!!!!!

Desisto. Melhor só caminhar devagar... E mesmo com a academia se recuperando aos poucos, muitas marcas físicas desta tragédia declarada ainda estão espalhadas por onde quer que se olhe. Ainda assim eu continuei esta patrulha sem rumo definido... As imagens vivas do meu confronto com Shizuru e sua Princesa Gélida, os insultos e acusações contra Yukino, o grande clima de culpa ao redor deste jardim e até mesmo a cara de cachorro maltratado da Garota Maionese estão voltando com tudo agora que passo em frente a este dormitório secreto.

Bah! Eu sempre soube que Shizuru é uma incorrigível usuária do calçado quarenta e dois e eu sempre caguei e andei pra isso, porque apesar da corja inútil de sapatilhas que a seguia -fora as que a admiravam à distancia de forma nada quieta-, ela ainda fazia seu trabalho. Ela ainda se importava com o bem comum da academia. O que sempre me deixou puta foi o fato dela nunca precisar mover a bunda da cadeira pra fazer as coisas acontecerem. Tch. Eu não acredito que até eu cheguei a admirar ela quando a conheci!! Porque antes ela não era assim...

Heh. Se eu parar para olhar no espelho eu ainda consigo ver a marca na minha testa causada pelo golpe Zidane. Um espólio de guerra que tenho o orgulho de manter, por que aquele reservatório de chá sabia muito bem que merecia mesmo uns tabefes.

Mas Yukino...

Yukino não merecia tamanho sofrimento. Na verdade eu não consigo me perdoar por saber que eu sou a principal causa da sua dor-- Logo eu que jurei não deixar nada e muito menos ninguém maltratar ela de novo... Eu não faço idéia do que fazer agora pra corrigir isso-- Céus, eu praticamente passei a minha vida inteira ao seu lado e nunca--

"'Se for pelo meu bem amado, eu farei qualquer coisa'. É assim que você pensa?"

As palavras de Shizuru ecoavam vivas na minha cabeça... Droga, como que eu demorei tanto pra entender isso?! A questão ali nunca foi o bem estar da escola, e sim proteger quem se a--

— Quem se ama...

Heh. Acho que agora está mais do que na hora de pagar por seus pecados, Fujino...

CONTINUA.....

( CAPÍTULO 2: Love is a Battle )

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A/N: Famigerado golpe zidane, você quer *arroba*Shizuru Fujino? huehuehue

...Sim abiguinhos, eu vagueio nessa terra digital tempo o suficiente para sempre me lembrar dessa delícia de meme futebolístico XD

Proximo capítulo: A batalha do Século que a sunrise ficou com preguiça de produzir! XD

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