I'm glad everyone liked that one.
This one's a slight pairing, since I'm not fond of it myself (sorry did the best I could).
It's based off of this smilie, and it's part of this storyline.Chapter 4 :: Miki No More?There she was, Matsuura Aya, rooting through her best friend's stuff. What was she looking for? Not even Aya knew what she was really looking for. All she knew, was that the only way she knew how to get anyone's attention is to freak everyone out with something.
It was just too quiet at UFA these days.
"Ayaya!"
Miki's voice startled the younger woman, as she whirled around and grinned at her.
"Mikitan, I thought you went to the bathroom," she replied cheerily.
"And I thought you weren't the type to snoop. I didn't think my scandal was enough to merit that kind of behavior out of you."
She didn't sound angry, more or less teasing the younger soloist.
"Well someone has to be you in front of the camera now that you've fled from it," Aya concluded, wrapping her hands around a box-shaped object, "So I'm sure you won't mind if I borrow a few things."
"Aya... I didn't think people thought I snooped..."
"Well you do. And I want my underpants back."
They were both grinning by now, and Miki had gotten so close, that she pressed against her friend, cornering her against the dresser.
"I hope you're only taking one of those... I happen to like my cigarettes..." she whispered lightly. Aya blinked, and stared down at the box.
"No way! I thought that was just a rumor!"
Miki let out a small laugh and shook her head.
"Nope. Someone, somewhere got it right. I smoke... not like the W Chimney Girl... just every now and then."
She must have had enough self control not to get obsessively addicted to it.
Aya smiled lightly, and Miki went on.
"Ayaya... if you're going to be me... you can't smile like that. I know you have an evil grin somewhere, like you're gonna go molest someone... and I'm serious about only taking one of those... They're expensive..."
Aya set the box aside, after taking one from it and examining it closely. She had never thought to look at one before. They were always so...
Disgusting.
And disgusting and Miki, that just didn't get along.
"Mikitan, why do you smoke?"
"I dunno. Makes me feel better," Miki replied with a shrug, "My fans don't care, UFA don't care... so I don't care."
"UFA don't care... what are you, a gangster?"
Miki grinned.
"Nah, it just rolled off the tongue... seriously Aya, wipe that goofy grin off your face. You look like Yocchan."
Aya grinned wider.
"But Mikitan... I don't have to be exactly like you, do I?"
"No, but you could stand to get that smile down."
Aya frowned at this.
"Awww, Mikitan..."
Miki took Aya's arm, and started to waggle it around a bit, like she was a little kid.
"Ayaya, stop acting like Kusumi," she mock-whined. Aya frowned more.
"I am not."
With that, she pouted. Miki laughed heartily, and shook her head.
"Now you're Tanaka, trying to get something out of me... I swear... Ayaya, get that grin off of your face!"
Miki smacked the younger woman on the shoulder, causing the formerly grinning Aya to let out a noise and hold her arm.
"Mikitan! That hurt!"
"You're a wimp too... c'mon, I gotta teach you something... if you're going to impersonate me, you're going to do it right..."
"Without the bunchy grannie panties?"
"Without the bunchy gra-hey! Who told you about that?"
"Yocchan... a long time ago... when she and Mako-chan terrorized you."
"... Ima terrorize them if they don't watch it..."
"... You really have to stop with the gangster talk... it's scaring me..."
Miki grinned, and pushed herself against her best friend again. Aya blushed.
"I hope so. You're completely adorable when you're scared..."
"That just means you're in control... Mikitan..... get your hands off my butt please."
Miki pouted.
"No... off of my butt."
"Ayaya... your butt's just so cute..."
"Well then take a picture of it. It'll last way longer than my cute butt will."
"Cynicism! Now you're getting it!"
"Ha ha. Off my butt."
Finally, Miki obliged, albeit a little reluctantly. Aya grinned, which caused Miki to grin.
"How about some in the bed strategies?"
"What?! Mikitan!?"
"What? I've always wanted to try something with a whip... and no one lets me get close enough these days..."
".... Just give me a lighter..."
"Just go rooting through my purse again. You'll find one."
"Mikitan..."
"Ayaya..."
Miki grinned at the woman again, before advancing once more. This time, however, Aya put a finger on her best friend's lips before she got too close.
"No. Save it for your boyfriend."
"Awwww..."