Fan Fiction |
by Sheen and Smile :)
“Yum! You’re a great cook Kotoko.” I flushed bright red at the unjustified praise.
“Auntie … … er … … urm … … actually Irie Kun was the one who prepared the meal.” I stuttered. Immediately, Yuki bent forward and tried each dish – he had refused to try any just now when he was under the impression that I had cooked lunch.
“Yeah big brother, this is good.” He commented.
“Kotoko, thank you so much … …” began Mrs Irie.
“Mum! Why on earth are you thanking Kotoko? Don’t you know brother prepared the meal?”
“Well, Kotoko, Naoki has never cooked for any of us before. You are the only one that has been able to make him cook.”
“Is that true?” My eyes widened as I stared at Irie Kun.
Naoki’s POV
“That’s true,” I nodded. Come to think of it, mum has always been preparing our meals. If Kotoko had not proven herself to be so inept, I would have never learnt to cook. In a way, she has kinda ‘helped’ me to acquire another skill. I continued eating my meal, peacefully unaware of the surprised delight that was shinning through her eyes at the thought of being so ‘special’ to me … ….
I was reading a book peacefully in my room when suddenly I heard a knock on my door. Getting up reluctantly, I went to answer it and saw Kotoko looking anxiously at me. I groaned inwardly.
“Yes?”
“Could you teach me how to do this sum please?” I looked at the sum she was pointing at – goodness how is she going to pass her exams if she can’t even do something as simple as that? I pulled out a pencil and completed it in 5 seconds, passing her the book back to her and shutting the door amidst her expressions of gratitude. After around 10 minutes, I heard a timid knock on my door again. I sighed and went to open the door. Why wasn’t I surprise to see a pair of half fearful half pleading brown eyes and a book held out to me. I shook my head and whipped out my pencil, finishing the question within another 5 seconds.
Kotoko’s POV
I showed Zinko and Satomi the answer and they both looked at me in some kind of awe.
“He took only 5 seconds again to do this?” I nodded dreamily, my intelligent Irie Kun … …
“Kotoko,” Zinko was shaking me. “Hey, we can’t do this sum too.” I looked at her in dismay. Irie Kun would probably kill me if I knocked on his door again. He did not look all too pleased the last time I knocked on his day. Looking at their desperate faces – I can clearly imagine how I looked to Irie Kun – I reluctantly agreed.
“One condition.” They both looked at me. “I want you both to come with me for moral support.” I was quaking in my shoes as I knocked on the door again. This time, the door opened only too readily. In fact, I barely managed to jump back in time to avoid getting my nose smashed.
“WHAT NOW?” For once, I could see sparks from the normally expressionless eyes. Then they widened as they took in my open notebook, and the sheepish expression on our faces.
“We … …” I swallowed nervously. “We … … were wondering if you … … you could help us with another question.” The anger in his eyes was replaced by irritation as he snatched my notebook from my hand and flipped through the pages rapidly.
“Are these all the questions?” I nodded at the pages that he was pointing at.
“Come back in 15 mins.” The door was shut firmly in my face.
We were all standing at the door again 15 mins. I swallowed heard, mustering my courage before knocking softly on his door. Once, twice … … I was about to knock a third time when the door opened so suddenly that I almost hit Irie Kun. Without a single word, he stuffed the notebook into my hands with his usual expressionless face.
“Irie Kun, thank … …” I found myself expressing my heartfelt gratitude to a wooden door. I heaved a sigh as I trotted back to my room followed by my friends who were awed by Irie Kun’s attitude.
“My goodness!” Zinko breathed. “He finished all these sums in 15 mins!”
“He’s a genius!” Satomi’s jaw was hanging.
“I told you so.” Strangely enough, I felt a little smug. I felt so proud of Irie Kun … … Well, at least now my friends will have nothing more to say when I sing his praises.
As I stepped into class the next morning, there was a great flurry of movement and suddenly many different pairs of hands seized my clothes. My mouth dropped open as all my classmates started talking at once. I was so confused that it was a while before I gathered what was going on.
“We heard from Zinko and Satomi that Naoki solved all your maths problems for you!”
“… … decided to beg him to tutor us … …”
“With him tutoring us, there’s a chance that we might actually pass and get into University … …”
“Please Kotoko, please please please … …”
“Please … please … …”
“Please … … please … …” Their pleas were ringing in my ears and I was starting to soften. Surely Irie Kun wouldn’t mind. I mean if he did, he could jolly well refuse to teach us – and what would we have to lose? Slowly I nodded my head as the class started a resounding cheer. Irie Kun, you do indeed complicate my life as well … …
“He’s coming … …” I swallowed nervously as all of us gathered around the door.
Naoki’s POV
Strange to see so many pairs of shoes outside the door – must be Kotoko inviting more friends so that they can study together. Well, I guess that the people in F-class are so stupid that they have to pool all mental resources in order to answer the simplest questions. Thinking about the maths questions yesterday, I couldn’t help but shake my head. I wonder how that baka would be able to pass her exams. Maybe if she asked me for my help in tutoring, I might consider spending a couple of days giving her a crash course.
“What the … …” when I opened the door, I saw a sea of faces before me – the entire F-class population was standing in front of me – okay minus one Kinnosuke. Then Kotoko walked up to me with an extremely nervous expression on her face. As usual, her hands were clasped together.
“Irie Kun, would you please tutor us for the exams? Please?”
“Yes, please … …” they all chorused, looking hopefully at me. I was really taken aback – what a totally ridiculous scenario. I had never expected to be in such a situation where I was asked to tutor the worst class in my entire level. Why me and not the teachers?
“No,” I gave in to my first impulse and started to make my way to my room. Why should I help them? They were bound to be too hopeless anyway. To my annoyance, they continued crowding around me begging me to help them.
“No!” I was starting to get annoyed as I pushed my way through the crowd and disappeared into my room. Half an hour later, I heard the now familiar timid knock on my door. I almost decided to ignore it, but got up reluctantly when the same person knocked again. Putting on my coldest expression, I pushed open the door.
“What do you want now?” As expected, it was Kotoko who was looking very pathetic, standing in front of my door.
“Please Irie Kun, wouldn’t you teach us?” She begged. “Everyone’s still waiting downstairs hoping that you would change your mind. This is the only hope for some of us to go to university. Please?” I looked at her for a long moment, the hopeful look on her face was starting to turn fade when I finally nodded my head. Fine, we’ll see if I can actually help them pass – this would be a real challenge. She whooped and rushed down the stairs where a great cheering began. I shook my head, starting to regret my decision … …