Sunday Morning
Yoshizawa twirls Ishikawa around, under her arm and pulls her close. Keeping a jive beat pounded out by her left foot. They both laugh at each other. It's silly, they know it but it's fun to pretend.
Yoshizawa a boy.
Ishikawa the girl.
Together and madly in love. That's the image they have and they dont mind.
The newest generation look on with awe.
"Ii kappuru!" Someone sighs.
Kago and Tsuji join in on the fun. Changing the the mood from romance to comedic.
Mayumi returns from her cigarette break in a more understanding mood than she left in. "Girls, take your places! We'll start from the beginning"
The tape player starts and each girl remembers her part. Several sets of eyes are on the door though. Even Mayumi sensei's. Tsunku didnt show that lesson. Even though he said he would.
Sunday Afternoon
"Shit"
Tsunku peeled a draft of a possible song off his forehead and smoothed out his fringe. The last thing he remembered doing was checking his phone for the time. It was late. Or early. 4:42am to be exact. Sometime after that he must have fallen alseep accidently. He cursed again. He'd sleep past both vocal and dance practice. Another chance to gather ideas slipped through his fingers because of incompetence. He knocked his mug onto the floor with a smash. The late nights were taking their toll.
Grabbing his coat he dashed for the stairs. If he was lucky he might be able to catch the girls finishing up their second lot of dance practice.
"Tsunku!"
His name was called out from the kitchen he had so eagerly sped past. Kago and Tsuji came running up to him, embracing him in a way a child would hug their father.
"I was coming to see you..."
"Practice was cancelled" Tsuji informed.
"Sensei had a private call" Kago added.
Tsunku rubbed his eyes. This was both a good and bad situation. He had been saved the drive to the studio but he had also missed the practice. Tsuji took hold of his big hands and tugged him towards the kitchen with the help of Kago.
"You havent eaten yet, have you mister?"
He laughed. "No, not yet"
"We're are cooking. Try some"
His stomach clentched at the thought of what weird and wonderful meals these young girls could have prepared. The table in the kitchen was suppose to fit a maximum of seven people but somehow they managaed to fit ten. Eleven if you counted Tsunku. Yoshizawa was Iida's kitchen hand. Together they were making a range of things for lunch. Sandwiches, noodles, fried meat, you name it.
Konno, Takahashi and Tsuji (who was ban from setting one foot near any electrical cook ware) sat at the table waiting to be served. Yoshizawa tipped the meat onto Makoto's waiting plate who then placed it infront of Tsunku with much fanfare. He politely took a bite and smiled whole heartedly.
"Thank you girls that was wonderful"
There was a loud groan of disapointed when he excused himself. He had to leave, no matter how much he wanted to stay. Today was another day. Another day to write that debut song.
He cursed all the way to his car. As sweet as all the girls in Hello Pro were they were surely going to be the death of him.