Little Hearts in Your Heart

Chapters 1. First Love's?

Miki stood looking at the gate of the university that had been almost four years

visited. Inside there, the senior close to him was in procession

graduations. Damn, not only seniors, but also some of his class friends as well

they have completed and are rapidly completing their education. Miki took a breath

deep down, he shouted indistinctly. Clap his jeans and walk quickly in

to the university environment. With a bouquet of flowers in her arms.

“Miki..” shouted a few girls who had just exited the hall building.

Miki approached. “Senpai, congratulations well,” he said and gave the bouquet, one by one to the seniors who always helped him. “Also

for you, Kurumi, Aya.” Miki smiled as widely as possible, hiding

his regret is too relaxed in studying and his friends are too

quickly pass. “Awas, if you forget me,” whispered Miki in the second ear

his friend.

Kurumi laughs really big, “salahmu herself. See you, buddy,” whispered and patted

slow down Miki's shoulders.

“Come, photo. Memories,” shouted the students who had graduated behind them. Been busy

take pictures in various places.

“Miki, come on photo,” invite Aya, stick her cheek next to Miki.

Kurumi came closer. “Memories for you, in order for you to be motivated want to pass.”

Miki hissed and quickly took a pose in front of the camera.

*

Miki did not stop breathing. He put his hand in his jacket pocket. He refused

come with her friends, on the grounds they are too stylish with make

full up on their faces. Well, at least, he had reason to refuse. Although

the real reason, was because he did not want to hear those people talking

about graduation. They might end up cornered by the sheer number of

words meant only for him. Lazy? A sleepyhead? Overobsessed

her room? Ah, everything's right.

Miki took a quick step when the destination was near. What else when a car

pass it. He came, he cried in his heart. His smile, fluffy, looks like a fool too

vim. He entered the tall building with Himawari writing in front of him. Publishers who have helped her publish her novels.

A novel? Please note, Miki is a writer who has debuted when he was young

fifteen years. Light novels with genres of mystery, fantasy, scifi, and other types, except romance.

“Miki..”

Miki's surprised.

He almost swore. He closed his mouth and turned around. “Ah, Chio editor,”

he said and bowed before the thirty-year-old man. “You

surprised me.” Miki put her hand in her big jacket pocket.

Chio smiled. “What are you doing here? Why not sign in?” ask her and look at Miki

still standing in front of the glass door.

Miki stood up straight. I peeked at Satou Taka, he thought. He can't possibly say it, “aku..” his hand pointed there-.

come, “I want to meet you.”

Chio pointed at himself. “Do you have any new ideas? Come in then,” said and interesting

miki's Jacket. Miki sighed. Followed him. But his eyes did not stop

glanced at the man in the suit who was talking at the reception desk. Ah, Taka, I'll see you later.

They arrived at the editor room with a separate table with a bulkhead. “What this time?” ask Chio

eager. His forehead goes up and down.  Waiting, but the attention of the girl he was talking to was not on him.

Miki had just seen the man she had been looking for for the past year. Her eyes

found Taka entering the editor-in-chief's room. Lips forward. You're nothing, Miki. He is, he

the publisher's son. He sighed and immediately regained his senses as his hair stood up. He turned around, finding the girl with the white top and sepaha skirt talking to Chio. Miki's forehead wrinkled. Why is he here?

“Oh yes, Miki, the novel Remember You, Aiko will be printed soon,” Chio said and as if to say to Miki, what about you?

Printed? Pekik Miki in heart, it means this is already a mold that I don't know how. Miki. He does not want or care. “Oh, really?” he laughed strangely, silent. “Then, so, I'll go..”.

“Ah, Miki, don't you want to discuss about your new idea.”

“Oh, so Miki came for her latest novel? Aren't your fans of novels dwindling?” aiko's voice gave Miki goosebumps. Her eyes blinked, beautiful. “What else this time, Cold-blooded Writer?  Ghosts fluttering in school toilets or islands that suddenly drift?”

Miki's nose is kempis. Wanting to pull Aiko's brown wavy hair, ah, she always looks beautiful, isn't she a celebrity. Miki rejects the crazy idea to pull Aiko's hair, not wanting her fans to wrath Miki who is nothing.

“Miki, Miki,” Chio resuscitate Miki. “How?”

Miki. “It.... i.. but what is he still here for?” ask him to Chio.

Chio's eyes were round, confused. Before long, he laughed. “Do you guys still not get along? Ah, if you remember, your novels are always side by side, right?”

Aiko smiled, beautiful. “Editor cannot compare our works. Sure, my level is different with him.”

What this girl said, Miki snorted, was upset. “Sure, can't compare with romance novels about hate and love, oh, I guess I'll throw up,” he murmured.

Aiko's smile disappeared. “Sure, you won't understand. You never know about the romance of teenage life. Ah, what did you do during our school days, ah you crouch like a bear.”

Ah, of course Aiko knew about him, they had been in the same class first. Miki hissing. He had just wanted to make a sound, but he heard a voice call from the Chief Editor. Miki's head turned a hundred and eighty degrees, looking at one of them the big room, ah, Taka.

“Chio-senpai,” Taka voice sounds very beautiful in Miki's ears, “can come here now?”

Aiko laughed, “obviously, you really like Taka. You, don't expect much of him.”

Miki's surprised. The girl before him even mentioned Taka as if they had been friends.

“Don't dream,” murmured Aiko folded her hands in front of her chest. “He must not know you. You who?” he said in a condescending tone.

“That's because I don't want to be recognized,” Miki snorted.

“I mean not that,” Aiko's index finger moves, flickers. “We see how you,” he said and look at Miki from top to bottom, “Ei, don't think you can catch his attention,” Aiko laughed.

“Indeed why with me, I will be prettier than you,” mumbled Miki and added, “if I

using make up.”

Aiko laughs. “I know you brought coffee for Taka, he could have thought you were

hygiene staff.”

“Holyness staff? Who?”

Miki and Aiko flinched. They turned around and found Taka and Chio standing in front of them.

“I know, Arai Miki-san,” said Taka smiling, wide. Showing dimples that make it very sweet.

Miki could have been unconscious, but she tried to hide her excitement.

“For his coffee all this time, thank you well,” said Taka saw Miki.

“Ah..” Miki nodded. But his facial expression showed no pleasure. How could it be, he had been watching the man secretly, but if it was addressed directly like this, he could not say anything more.

“This Miki seems to like Taka,” Chio said.

“Editor Chio,” Miki pulled Chio's arm, telling him to shut up. Why is this man's mouth too

easily voiced? All this time it seemed very clear.

Taka laughed, “really? Oh, glad to hear it.”

Ah, just that, Miki made a smile, strange.

“Why can know Miki, Taka?” aiko asked with her pretty expression, “what's the coffee? Or

because novel?” he approached, moving to the side of Taka. Staring at him spoiled.

“Ah,” Taka scratched his non-itchy head, “I have not read all the works of Arai-san.”

Miki laughed, broken.

“Taka is timid,” says Chio and makes Taka smile shyly, “she is too afraid to read horror story Miki.”

“But, I read The Lost Island,” said Taka saw Miki.

Miki muttered thank you. This guy must think I'm a creepy girl.

“That must be because the cover of the lost island is like the cover of romance, that's why you read it right?” aiko asked, opening her eyes.

Taka did not answer. He just laughed.

“You've read Secret Admiral?” aiko asked again, mentioning the title of her work and got a nod from Taka. “You understand,” Aiko saw Miki, “Taka likes romance genre. And you can't make that

as good as me.”

“You have a storm,” Miki murmured, “I can write ten novels like your work. That was easy

once.”

“Then prove it,” says Aiko defiantly, “editor Chio can edit it later.”

Chio laughed, “I didn't expect much from the writer who wrote bloody writing.”

“Why demean it?” said Taka, smiling, “what I can read romance works from

Arai-san?”

“Ah?” miki's eyes, round.

“He won't be able to,” Aiko talks to Taka, “I can bet anything, if he can beat my novel sales figures.” He spoke very confidently.

“How about I beat you?” miki Grunts.

“If you win, I will acknowledge you as a talented writer. You can also get

confession from the editor. But if you lose you have to stay away from Taka.”

Taka points himself, “I?”

Miki gawking. He was very surprised by Aiko's words, let alone the man they were betting on

stand right there.

“Wah, the girls are now different,” whispered Chio in Taka's ear. “How about you, Miki? Looks like you have to relinquish.”

Miki glanced at Taka.

Taka smiled. “I'm happy. If Miki wins, we can get to know her more closely.”

“You hear? Taka, if I win, you have to be my girlfriend,” said Aiko, making Miki's blood boil. “We have known for a long time, so no need to introduce again. How?”

Taka smiled. Think briefly. “Good. I don't have a boyfriend either.”

Miki held her breath, ah, she doesn't have a boyfriend.

“Alright,” Chio clapped his hand, “Do I have to wait for this year, to get the whole story from you?”

“I will finish it faster,” said Miki, sure.

Aiko grunts. “I will also make a new story. We'll see who gets chosen to print. If your work and mine are printed together, we'll see with the most sales. How?”

They nodded, agreeing.

“Either why, I became so excited,” said Taka smiling.

“That's because you're too bored with the work of your father,” sis Chio.

“I will wait for you guys,” said Taka, very sweet.

*

Do you still like him? Ah, I might like all about him. It's been over a year, but the feeling doesn't seem to disappear. Is that love? I just felt this, I don't know and I don't understand. Mickey.