《Hello Watanabe-chan (YouxRiko, Love Live! Sunshine Fanfic)》Chapter six: THE PINK LETTER
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"You-chan, what's wrong ?"
"Ahh, it's nothing, really" You gave me a big smile which made me looking away and blushing hard. You was silent when we were together at one table, she was looking down at her coffee while I was talking to the other Aqours members and Saint Snow member. I was sure that You was thinking about something that Chika and she discussed about, but....Chika wasn't silent at all, she talked a lot with us and gave also herself and Yoshiko a glass of beer, while Seira had a small glass of wine. I ordered from Dia a black tea, the tea was pretty good.
I was a little bit drunk with Yoshiko, well...shit. I just hoped that Dia wouldn't hate me. Then I just realized that Riko talked with You with a worried look, and You just gave her a big smile, something's not okay. So I grabbed Riko's hand and told her that I had something for her, because I had completely forgot it.
"Hey hey Riko-chaaannn, I have something for you"
"Uwwaahhh Chika-chan, you smell like alcohol"
"Don't worry about it, here look", I grabbed the big black blanket that was hiding something big. I pushed the blanket away, and it was a piano, well I knew it, because I bought it.
"Sooo Riko-chan, wanna play something, because I think your love doesn't seem amused" I whispered to Riko with a big smirk, she just blushed and looked at me with an angry look.
"You-chan isn't my lover Chika-chan", Riko sat in front of the piano with a blushed face.
"But she will be in the future Riko-chan" I shouted, Riko threw the music notebook at me and I fell to the ground, I think I deserved that.
Haaaa, that pink letter didn't escape my mind, I always thought about that when Chika told me about that lovely letter. Then I heard a sound, it was the sound of a piano, I looked at the way where the sound came from. Riko played a song, that anyone of us hadn't heard, it was beautiful, what a calm and lovely song. I stood up and went to Riko, but not really near, more like standing in front of Riko playing the piano.
Riko played with a lot of passion, the movements of her hands touching the piano. Her face, with such passion and a lot of emotions. A tear escaped my eye, but at the same moment, Riko played the piano with a lot of tears, RIKO WAS CRYING. I went fast behind her and grabbed her shoulders, she played slower and slower, then Riko stopped playing the piano. Riko held her hands on her face and cried hard.
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"R-Riko-chan, are you okay ?"
"Y-You-chan......I sweared to myself to never play this song ever again, but I did"
"I didn't understand what you played there, was it from Aqours ?"
"No....it was for a person that I loved, but I hadn't the courage to play it in front of her......I still love her", she cried a lot now. Everyone went silent and I just hugged her from behind, trying to comford her.
"Riko-chan, I didn't know who you still love, but I'm pretty sure, she would love it too, all the emotions and how you played it, she would love it" I said even if I knew her true feelings, I still wanted to comford her.
We sat down after Riko calmed down and talked again. This time it was lovely, but knowing that Riko created a song just for me, was really romantic. I really loved her much more.
Oh what an embarassing timing, crying over something that I couldn't do in the past. Also I didn't give You the letter that I wrote for her
*past 8 years*
Hmm, I really loved her a lot that I didn't know how I should put it in sentences.
"Haaaa writing a love letter is a pain in the ass"
"What is it Riko"
"Aaaahhh mom....I just raged on my homework"
"You have to write a love letter as your homework....strange"
"Haaaa mom, I just.....I don't know how I should explain it", I started to cry and my mother hugged me tightly.
"It's okay who you love, I'm always there for you to support"
"Mom....I'm a lesbian and the girl I love is You-chan"
"Ohh sweety, don't worry once you finished your letter, and once you have the courage to go out and give it to You-chan, you'll be happy, I'm sure she loves you back"
"No she doesn't mum, I don't even know if she's a lesbian too, I don't know a single piece of her"
"Sweety, I have hope in you, well how about you play the piano while I search for a pink letter, writing it on a normal paper is boring and doesn't look good, so let's do it like that ?"
"....yes...", then my mother gave me 3 pink letters and heard me playing the piano.
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"It's a beautiful melody Riko", she saw me how I wrote everytime on a piece of paper, not the pink ones, but the normal ones.
"Mom, it's a song just for You-chan, I created it just for her, but I'm still working on it, on the lyrics too I wanted to sing and play something for her and giving her also the letter", my mother stared at me how much effort I did for You, but I couldn't give up after I came so near to what I was working.
Day after Day,
I continued playing,
I continued writing and
I continued hoping for my love to be accepted.
*back to the present*
"FUCK, YOSHIKO, YOU SMELL LIKE BEER"
"Haha You-chan, it's the smell of adulthood"
"NO, IT'S THE FUCKING SMELL OF YOU BEING STUPID"
"You-chan, calm down...Yoshiko seldom drinks, so let her enjoy this a little bit longer"
"Haaa, I can't be too harsh with you Riko-chan, you're too nice to get shouted" I said to Riko, looking at her eyes, I blushed a little bit, but Riko looked away, blushed a lot, her face was bright red.
"You-chan, go oooonnn and ddrrriiivvveeeee"
"Riko-chan, she kinda makes me angry"
"Ignore it You-chan...", I drove Riko and Yoshiko home, but saw that Riko had problems that Yoshiko fell everytime to the ground, because yeah....really drunk. So I parked my car again and lifted Yoshiko up, well I could lift a lot of weight, I exercised a lot in the past and also nowadays.
"Haa finally at home...."
"Phew...Yoshiko sure was drunk as hell"
"Well, she's now sleeping so everything is alright"
"Yeah, I think so....", then we went silent for about 20 minutes after I broke the silence.
"Can I get coffee ?"
"You-chan, you will not be able to sleep, so I give you some tea, wait here...", I grabbed her really quick on her right arm.
"Riko-chan, I would prefered to have you..", what the hell did I said
"AAHHH EHH, I MEANT WATER, WATER PLEASE"
"Uhmm yeah, sure You-chan", Riko was blushing a little bit while I was so red, that I thought my body temperature went high. I sat on the couch while resting my arms on top of the couch, I looked at the ceiling, basically had a blackout. Then Riko came with a black tea and a glass of water. I grabbed the glass and thanked Riko for bringing the glass. I drank really quick, I was really thirsty, I don't know why.
"W-Well, I-I NEED TO GO NOW, B-BYEE"
"Y-You-chan..", Riko grabbed my left hand and also stood up.
"There is something I have to tell you" she said in a quite voice, my eyes went wide, I turned my body straight to her and looked her in her eyes.
"So do I", our breathing became heavy as we came near and near with our faces, and more importantly, our lips.
I had to admit, that Riko didn't grow at all and I grew a lot, I was almost a head taller than her.
"Riko...-chan"
"You...-chan"
"Whoohoo guys, you're doing it fucking right", I put Riko on the couch, then run after Yoshiko and hold her neck.
"I was almost there, why the fuck did you ruin the mood ?", I whispered so that Riko couldn't hear anything.
"You-chan, Riko has to give you something", Yoshiko answered also whispering.
"And what ?"
"The pink letter...,don't worry, I'm pretty sure she will give it to you..."
"Yoshiko....
Well then, I'm leaving, good night Riko-chan and Yoshiko-chan"
"Good night You-chan...."
When You closed the door, I went to the living room and slapped Yoshiko once on her left cheek.
"Yoshiko, how could you just ruin the mood between me and You-chan, I was so near to kiss her"
"Hey Riko-chan, I have eyes to see, so I know how near you were, but I simply wanted one thing from you Riko-chan before you kiss You-chan..."
"And w-what is it ?"
"You mother said it to me once, and I promised her that you will be in a relationship, ONLY, when you gave your love letter to You-chan"
"....no....I can't..."
"Riko-chan, it's for your sake, I promised it to your mother."
"Yoshiko......", I nodded slowly, I have to do it.
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