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"Don't give me that dramatic crap, Kumi, just tell me what you want for your birthday!"
"Like I said, I don't want anything else but to be able to stand beside you!"
Dance and Shibuya argued continuously inside the empty throne room of the Yabakune leader.
"It's simple, you idiot. Do you want a stuffed freaking animal or what? Just answer me, you butt!" Shibuya growled.
"I don't want anything!" Dance whined, puffing her cheeks.
"Don't make me beat you up, Yagami. Tell me something you want like a normal person does."
"If I do tell you, you wouldn't like it!"
Shibuya groaned loudly and flipped a table that just so happened to be in between them, and walked closer to Dance.
She grabbed her by the collar.
"Just. Tell. Me."
Dance whimpered.
Shibuya lowered her hands and waited for an answer.
Dance hung her head lowly and pouted.
"Can you... Come to my place..? You haven't been there yet.."
Silence fell upon the room.
Shibuya thought a bit first, and then replied.
"It's decided then."
Dance raised her head to face the older girl.
"Huh?"
Shibuya, who was staring into the distance, looked back at her servant.
"Tell me where your place is."
"Eh?" Dance's eyes widened, "Are you sure...?"
"Yeah."
Dance walked closer towards Shibuya, examining her face closely. She poked her cheek.
"Are you real?"
Shibuya slapped the hand away and snarled.
"Stop it."
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Dance hummed happily on her bed the night before Shibuya's visit with a towel hanging loosely on her shoulders to keep her damp hair from wetting her shirt.
Her phone on the bedside table vibrated.
"Hmm?"
She took it into her hands and turned it on.
"1 new message from Tomomi"
She grinned and opened the sent mail.
"If you're still asleep when I get there, I'll leave."
She shivered at the fear the message brought.
"I won't be!" she typed, and beside it, she placed an emoji.
Message sent.
Dance plopped down on her bed and giggled, phone clutched to her chest.
"Aaaah~" she breathed, "Shibuya's coming over..."
She rolled on the bed happily until she felt her phone vibrate again.
She turned it on and opened another message sent by Shibuya.
"Good. Happy Birthday." It read.
"Huh?"
She looked at the clock and the calendar.
'June 13th, 12:01 AM'
She was so happy with the idea of having Shibuya come over to her house for the first time that she lost track of time and date.
"Oh! It's my birthday already?" she exclaimed to herself.
She typed back a reply.
"Thank you! Shibuya's the first to greet me~"
Message sent.
Dance smiled.
Oh, how she loved Shibuya.
Another message.
"Whatever. Good night."
☆☆☆
Dance woke up from a dream and sat up on the bed in cold sweat.
"What time is it?!"
She stumbled clumsily in getting her phone from the bedside table.
'June 13th, 6:48 AM'
She groaned and buried her face in a pillow.
A few minutes passed with her laying on the bed with her eyes closed, tossing and turning occasionally.
"I can't sleep..." she mumbled.
She got off her bed and walked out of her room.
She made herself some hot chocolate and sat on a sofa in the living room, staring into the distance.
☆☆☆
Eyes slowly opened, revealing a set of dark brown pupils.
Her consciousness came back to her and she looked around.
She was lying on a couch in the living room in her pajamas.
The sun was already up.
She rushed to look at the clock in her bedroom and found something unexpected.
"Shi-Shi-Shi—"
"It's not good to cuss."
Shibuya sat on Dance's bed, playing with her hair while her legs are crossed.
"I.. I wasn't going to swear."
The older girl let out a small huff of air.
"Told you to wake up before I get here, didn't I?"
"Wha...What time is it?"
"See for yourself." Shibuya pointed to the clock on one of Dance's bedroom walls.
12:46 PM.
Two and a half hours after the time when Shibuya was supposed to come over.
"Why are you still here..? I thought you would leave if you found me asleep," Dance tilted her head in slight confusion.
"Want me to leave?" Shibuya glared.
Dance shook her head furiously.
"Thought so."
☆☆☆
"I have to say, Dance, the music you listen to is great," Shibuya said, taking off Dance's headphones when the techno music ceased.
"I know," Dance smiled shyly, "Anyway, I'm going to make lunch. Want anything?"
"How stupid are you? It's your birthday. I'll cook."
"Ehhhh?"
Dance walked in front of Shibuya and cupped both her cheeks in her hands.
"What have you done with Shibuya?!"
Shibuya growled menacingly, making the other girl lower her hands.
She shooed Dance to her room to wait for lunch to be cooked.
Out of sorts because she was shooed away from Shibuya's side, Dance took her MP3 and headphones, and played her favorite music.
After a few seconds, her body started moving by itself in time with the beat, and sooner or later, she started dancing.
A few more minutes passed.
"Dance—"
Singing.
Shibuya stood in front of Dance's bedroom door and heard... singing.
「大好きだ 君が大好きだ 僕の全力で走る」
It was the chorus of one of the famous idol group AKB48's singles; Oogoe Diamond/Big-voiced Diamond.
She opened the door slowly, and as expected, Dance's back faced her. She was dancing exactly like the idols do on TV. Singing exactly like them too.
Shibuya gazed upon Dance whose sweat carelessly flied everywhere as she danced and sang without a care in the world.
She couldn't help but smile.
「感情を吐き出して！今すぐ素直になれ！」
And with that final burst of energy, the song finished.
Dance wiped her sweat with her arms and grinned.
She took her headphones off and happily turned around to check out how Shibuya was doing.
"Ah..."
The two of them stared at each other for the next couple of minutes.
"Shi.. Bu... Ya...?"
"...Dance."
Dance's face turned into a deep shade of red.
"Wha—What are you doing here?!"
"Lunch. Ready."
Shibuya shut the door and went back to the kitchen as if nothing happened.
It took Dance a while to gather her composure.
She then soon followed Shibuya to the kitchen.
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"It tastes so good!" Dance exclaimed, eating another mouthful of Shibuya's ramen.
Shibuya smiled smugly. "Of course."
"This is the best birthday present ever."
"You consider that as a birthday present? Geez, Kumi, you're really an idiot."
"Anything from you is a present," Dance smiled at her.
Shibuya sighed and shook her head.
☆☆☆
It was five in the afternoon and the sun was already setting.
They were both chatting idly in Dance's living room, on one of her couches.
"It's about time for me to go..." Shibuya said.
Dance pouted, "Already..?"
"Well, do you want anything else?" Shibuya glared at her with less menace compared to before.
"Well... There is one thing."
"Well, spit it out. Or do you need help with that?" The older girl raised her fist.
Dance waved her arms frantically, "No no I'll say it."
She lowered her hand. "What is it?"
After a few seconds of dead air between them, Dance embarrassedly pushed Shibuya down on the couch.
"What are you—"
She rested her forehead against hers and stared into Shibuya's eyes.
Blood started rushing through Shibuya's cheeks as her heartbeat rose.
Dance grinned and raised her head.
"I've always wanted to see you blush," she laughed.
"Why you little—"
"You bastard! You dropped the cake!"
The intimate pair's conversation was interrupted.
Their heads turned to the group of people standing a few feet away from them.
It was Team Hormone and a few others; The former Rapappa, and the rest of Team Maeda.
Wota was scolding Unagi whose empty hands were outstretched, as if holding something.
The other people behind them just stared at Dance and Shibuya who stared back with the same awkwardness in the same position; Shibuya blushing a furious red under Dance.
"My, my... Are we interrupting something...?" said Torigoya, momentarily breaking the dead awkward silence.
☆☆☆
June 14, 7:48 AM
Several unconcious bodies lay on the floor. All either drunk or asleep.
The house reeked of alcohol.
Shibuya and Dance were in the bedroom, talking to each other since the night before.
After a few more conversations, their drowsiness finally caught up to them.
"Say, Kumi... Do you want to join an idol group?" Shibuya asked, hugging her legs as she sat on the bed with Dance.
The latter blushed, and nodded, "I want to join AKB48, but it's far from where I live."
Shibuya pondered for a bit.
"What about SKE48? Their theater is fairly far from here, right...?"
She received no answer.
She looked over her shoulder and found Dance curled up.
Sleeping.
Topic: Present (Shibuya x Dance OS) - COMPLETED (Read 2342 times)