Title: When it rains, it pours.
Pairing: Rika x Maki
Rating: PG (Minor, Minor, iddy biddy tiny bit of sexual content at the end)
I feel like a slob wearing such daggy jeans. But it doesn’t matter in the end. It’s raining and I don’t have my umbrella. I’m only wearing a shirt to protect myself from the cold. But like I said, it doesn’t matter in the end.
The icy rain drops soak my shirt and numb my brain. At first I tried not to care but now it’s getting too much. My body is shivering madly and I can feel water in my shoe. It’s like a miracle when I see her at the stop lights waiting.
I start to sprint over changing my pace to something slower on the approach. Inside I feel the need to surprise her. Her umbrella is enough for me to duck under without her noticing.
”Hey, Rika” My words startle her. She jumps, knocking my head with one of the prongs. Her eyes are large and round as she looks me up and down. I must have looked terrible. My face red and white from the winds, my shirt transparent.
“Maki” Is all she says, as if confirming my identity. The lights change but we don’t walk.
”I got caught in the down pour” I tell her. It’s the half truth. The other part being that it was deliberate. I planned to get lost five districts away from my own and I planned to get wet. I felt like I needed it. I wanted to suffer just a little. I needed to feel a little more like myself. What I didn’t count on was running into anyone I know.
Rika says something to me but I don’t quiet catch it. Perhaps about being cold, or something. She takes my blank look as an affirmation and before I know it I’m being led down the street.
Rika’s house is nice. Warm above all. She takes me upstairs to her room which I can only describe as a pink explosion. She hands me a towel from the back of the door and runs off to another room with a promise of only being a moment. I dry my hair in her absence while having a look at the different photos pinned up on the mirror. Only a few of the people in them I recognize.
”I’m sorry, this is all I could find” Rika comes rushing back with track pants and a yellow Kellogs shirt.
”Thanks”
I put them on the study desk and stripped off my wet shirt and bra. I didn’t mean to be so straight forward but my actions seemed to startle her. She turned her back to me suddenly and began to clean up magazines that lay on the floor. I took my pants of and covered my top half with the Kellogs T-shirt. Argh. Even my underwear was wet. Before reaching for the track pants I waited for a moment, watching her, to see if she would turn around but she refused. I wondered if she was embarrassed or perhaps she was trying to give me confidence that she wasn’t looking. In a way it irritated me.
I forgot about getting dressed and approached her from behind. Scooping her under the arms and pulling her into me. She giggled, wobbling from side to side as she lost her balance. I let her go, letting her fall forward onto the bed with two hands before pushing her further, rolling her to face me and straddling her. She stopped giggling and her face became timid. I stroked her soft cheeks to relax her. It relaxed me some what too.
I felt her body loosen up underneath me and soon she started stroking my face in return. I felt so confused inside. This all felt so nice but why was I doing it? Why was I suddenly so impulsive? Where did I want this to go?
I didn’t know. I just wanted it.
I closed my eyes and covered her lips with my own. She embraced me fully.
That good feeling exploded from my heart and even if it was just faintly, I started to feel like myself again.
Topic: Inside the Mikan (One Shot Collection) (Read 31117 times)