Kchan: Gaspu! Sorry for the lateness! Anywho, I have just been informed that the 'ye' in Kanaye doesn't exist in the Japanese language! ::pulls out her trusty hirigana/katakana chart:: And it doesn't!!! Grr! I found that name on the net somewhere, and I KNOW it was spelled "kanaye". Maybe the person who made the site has a hard time with Romanji? Neep! Oh well, stuff happens! Enjoy the last chapter of Love Me, Hate You! Keep looking on this account for new stories and possibly a sequal (more on that at the end of the chappy)!

Chapter 6

Perfection in My Eyes
All I ever wanted was to be part of your heart,
And for us to be together, to never be apart.
No one else in the world can even compare,
You're perfect and so is this love that we share.

-Ashley Borden

Okay, like that wasn't weird. After I told Riki to go away (polite way of putting it), I said I loved him (and...and I ...Gahhh! I can't even THINK about it without blushing horribly red!!!!) and ran out of the nurses office. I made my way out of the school, and ran down several blocks streets before I kinda collapsed on the sidewalk. My head still hurt and I was feeling dizzy.

What the heck was that back there? I must've gotten hit pretty hard in the head to act that weird. Or maybe it was a nightmare. Yes, I'm going to wake up any minute now.

... ... ...or not. Man, how come it never works?

I picked myself up off the sidewalk and decided to go home. I don't think I could have gone to school now looking like this. At home, there weren't any cars parked in the driveway. That didn't suprise me, seeing how both of my parents were working. Goodie. I get the house to myself. No Emiko to bother me.

Inside the house however, I found my youngest sister Yoko sprawled out over a green couch reading a thick novel. She looked up from her book, and squinted at me. We all say she should get glasses, but she doesn't want to wear them.

"Is my eyesight really bad, or are you bleeding?" she asked.

I put a hand up to the side of my face and felt a trickle of warm blood running down, "Uhh...no. I'm bleeding. Hold on a sec"

I went to the bathroom to clean it up and saw the damage. My light blue shirt was stained with blotches of red. I lifted that up to see a nice purple bruise forming around my ribs. My forehead sported a cut that had split open again. There were a few other minor cuts that I really didn't care about. I was, however, suprised to see my eyes were red and puffy. Had I been crying? God I'm such a wimp.

I stopped to run a fingertip over my lips. Did I really just kiss Riki back in the nurse's office?

I wetted a towel, mopped up as much blood as I could, and slapped on a few bandaids before going back to the living room where Yoko was still reading her book.

"So why are you here at home, missy?" I asked, sitting on a couch opposite her.

She sighed and closed her book, "I didn't feel like going to school today"

"Why?"

"Some kids were picking on me yesterday because I'm always reading" she said dismissively.

I grinned at her, "You want me to go to your school and beat up them kids for you?". Hey, I'm a big brother! I have to look out for my younger siblings! I'd even help out Emiko, as much as I can't stand the brat.

She looked at the bandaids on my face skeptically, "I think you've had enough fights for a while. Plus, I can take care of myself"

"Is that so?" I asked slyly.

"Yes!" she snapped.

I got up form where I was sitting and sat on her legs without a word.

"Yeeeeeeek! Kanaye! Get off me!" she screamed and hit my side, "You can be a real pain sometimes! Get off!"

"I thought you could take care of yourself?" I asked absently.

She glared at me and then tried to shove me off her, "I can too take care of myself!". She didn't shove that hard, but I made a show of falling off the couch. I heard her giggle, but as soon as I had gotten up again, her face was blank.

"Okay, you win missy. But you have to go to school tomorrow"

She stuck out her tongue and went back to reading again. I ruffled her hair as I walked back to the other couch, "Your a good kid, you know that?"

"Oh please. Spare me" She muttered, rolling her eyes, "Like you're not"

"Well, I was acting like a jerk today..." I said, thinking back to only a few minutes ago. I wasn't just acting like a jerk, I was acting like a complete asshole and a person with multiple personalities combined. I wasn't about to say that though. I can't say stuff like "ass hole" in front of my younger sisters.

"It must've been pretty bad if you admit you were acting like a jerk" she said dryly, not looking up from her book, "Either that or you hit your head really hard"

I shrugged. It was all probably from a little bit of both.

For the second time Yoko snapped her book shut and looked directly at me, "Well, don't just sit there and mope about it! If you sad something bad to someone, go tell them your sorry!"

If only things were that simple. I wish I was in elementary school again. "Ummm...I don't think that'll help. I said some bad stuff...and I uhh...don't know if I really meant them."

This was th truth for all its worth. I really don't think I hate ! Don't think about him, stupid!!!!

"Well, then tell them how you really fell. Will that help?" She suggested, "Ummm...are you okay? Your face is going kind of red..."

I didn't need her to tell me that. I felt my face growing really hot. I cleared my throat, "Yeah, I'm fine. But...I kinda told hi-...this person...how I really feel along with telling ...this person...how much I hate them." Wow... I managed to avoid saying 'he' and 'him' for a whole sentence. I should get an award for it.

She threw up her arms in frustration, "Oh...I don't know then! Go call 'This Person' and talk to them or whatever! I don't care!"

I was about to point out that I didn't have his phone number, but I then realized I knew where he lived. I glanced at the clock. It was only about 10:30 in the morning still, and school got out at 3:00. That gave me plenty of time to come up with something to say.

Now...the hard part is, what to say?

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It was past 3:15 already and I was on the street that Riki lived on. I had given him enough time to get home; I didn't want to get there too early. In all honesty though, I needed another 15 minutes to figure out what I was going to say. I hadn't come up with anything all day. Plus, I had stopped at a small shop to pick up a small present for him. Don't get me wrong! I'm not going soft!

Once at the door, I pause with my hand in the air, ready to knock. I took a deep breath to get that nervous feeling out of my gut and knocked. A few seconds later, his mother answered the door.

"Hello Kanaye-san. Riki's not feeling well right now. Maybe you could come another time?"

I pulled at my collar, which seemed a little too tight around my neck for some reason, "I came to cheer him up"

"Oh, well then come right in!" she said, opening the door wider." He's back there in his room. Its the one right next to the kitchen. Oh, just follow me"

"Uhh...thanks" I muttered and followed her to the back of the house. She stopped at a closed door with clippings of David Beckham taped to it.

She knocked on the door, "Riki-chan! There's someone here to see you!" She swung the door open, shoved me in, and shut the door behind me.

The floor was a mess, and it was about to drive me crazy. I’m really not that much of a neat freak, but this was a disaster. There was junk all over the floor; shirts, jeans, old papers, textbooks, a lot of sports magazines…stuff like that. In the corner of the room, there was a worn-looking dresser that apparently had never been used. I mean, he obviously keeps his clothes out on the floor. I guess they’re easier to find that way.

I stood there feeling awkward. Riki was lying on his back on an unmade bed. Either he had been sleeping or staring at the ceiling before I came in. Okay…so what do I do now? I decided to make my way to his side (while trying to not step on anything on the floor).

I looked down at Riki, who was looking up at me expectantly with his bright blue eyes. I sighed and held out the present I had gotten him: a small bouquet of orange roses. They weren’t much, but they would do in a pinch I guess. I sneezed a couple of times. I think I have allergy problems with those stupid roses.

“Uh…look…about earlier…”I started and then trailed off. This was going to be harder than I thought.

“Wow! Thanks Kanaye-san!” he squealed, now smiling a little, “How did you know orange is my favorite colour?”

I bit back a sarcastic remark. I instead, ended up sneezing again. Damn flowers. I sniffed and smelled something else besides the roses…what was it? Riki was pretty much ignoring me to admire the flowers. Now that I think about it, after I gave him the flowers, this other smell started to creep in. It was sweet…like…vanilla!

Now that I realized what it was, the sweet scent seemed to hit me like a wave. After I got over the initial shock of it, I started to feel relaxed.

“Kanaye-san…are you okay?” Riki asked, putting down the roses, “Oh, is it that air-freshener thing? Its supposed to be vanilla lace or something. Its everywhere; I can’t get the smell out of any of my clothes now”

“Nah…its fine…” I murmured, “mmm…anyways, I just wanted to say sorry for being such an asshole back at school” I said slowly, trying to keep my thoughts together.

“Its okay…really…”

“I want to take all of it back” I protested.

He grinned at my slyly, “All of it? Even the last part?”

What ‘last part’? Mmmm…vanilla… “Nah, just the mean stuff I said. The rest is okay I guess”

“He actually went completely red in the face, “S-so you meant all that nice stuff and…ummm…”

I laughed, totally giddy now, “Of course I did, Riki-kun!”

Riki stopped dead for a minute or so, then grabbed ahold of my shoulders and started shaking me, “Where’s my Kanaye and what have you done with him?!”

I gently put my hands on either side of his face, “I’m right here, and I always will be. Okay?”

He relaxed his grip on my shoulders and threw his arms around me in a hug. I just hugged him back. You know what? Screw society and their damned image of perfection. I got my damned perfection right here. And so what if its with another guy? I just want to sit like this for a while. We’ll deal with the rest of the world later.

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Kchan: Wahhh! Thats it! Thanks so much everyone! So, sequal or no? Lemme know! And if yes, any requests for things you'd like to see happen. Just a forewarning: no, I will not kill off any characters, so don't ask. :3 Anywho... I couldn't have done it without you reviewers! Thanks so much!! Until next time!

.::Kyande::.