PT. 5
Yoshizawa sighed at the start of the new day. Yet again, she was running late and like always, there was no excuse. She just really couldn't wake up in the mornings, no matter how early she slept the night before. Her roommate on the other hand, Gotou, could stay up until the wee hours of the morning and her body clock would continuously wake her on time. This meant that she constantly had enough to get ready. Yet, she was always late too.
To Gotou, everything was appearance. So lucky for her, she could take a mere two hours to get something as trivial as her hair ready and she wouldn't be penalized. Why? Because she was the president of the school, that’s why. She could use the menstrual cycle as an excuse everyday and the teachers would believe her.
Yossui finished putting on the last of her uniform and checked her hair one last time on the dresser mirror; but Maki had caught her on time.
“Ah, late again?” Maki asked as she adjusted her towel in front of her roommate, which did no good because she deiced to go all natural like always. Although they had years of showering together in front of other females before Maki left the team, Yossui still wasn’t too keen on seeing other girls naked unless they were in the gym showers; at least then there was a reason for you to be looking at a wet and nude woman. But that was only because the school was too cheap to install stalls or even curtains, to separate each shower.
Even if it was a rhetorical question, Yossui still didn’t mind answering her. Trying to act as though she was still checking her profile for today, Yossui examined her skirt and shoes. “Haha…Uh… yeah,” she continued with unease, “I must have snoozed my alarm clock about ten times this morning.” Still trying to avoid her roaming nude roommate who seemed as if she couldn’t find any clean underwear, she talked about the first thing that came to mind.
“Anyway,” Yossui tried to get Maki’s attention now that she was at least equipped with her matching panties and bra, “I know I left early last night and-“
“Ha! Yeah, your ass had the lamest excuse last night, ‘Ah, I’m not feeling too well, I should rest before tomorrow’s big practice.’ then you hauled ass! But doesn’t matter to me, I know you need all the rest you can get anyway. But I think you made your bidder disappointed,” Maki turned from her dresser mirror and smiled at Yossui as she put her earrings on, “and
that is something a real charming person wouldn’t do.” Maki turned her attention back to her earrings and noticed that because of her multiple piercings, her jewelry was uneven.
Rolling her eyes, “Oh, well,
I’m sorry! I just can never match up to you…” Yossui replied back. Really, all this competition wasn’t worth it to her, it was wasted energy. All she needed to survive right now was her soccer ball… and maybe arriving to practice on time would also save her life from the coach.
“You’re damn straight.” Maki stated matter of fact while she searched for curling iron.
Noticing the time, she quickly changed the subject again to speed up the process. “Anyway, what I need is your help. You see, I left too early to see who won me last night.” Yossui paused and reflected on what she had just said and shivered at how she worded it. Continuing, “So, I was wondering if you could use your school powers to use an-”
Yossui’s roommate made a sharp turn to face her with a big grin, which caused Yossui to stop in the middle of her sentence. “Say no more, my friend, I’ve got you covered! See, I figured you’d be regretting your sudden leave last night,” Maki was always one to dramatize situations and tried to seem heroic, “so I took the liberty of doing some research on her.”
“That’s great, thanks!” Knowing that Maki wasn’t one to think of anyone else but herself, it lead her to praise Maki. “All I really need is a picture anyway, since I don’t know what she looks like-”
Yet again, interrupted, “Ah yeah, she was a cutie. You should have stayed last night and took a glimpse of her, shame." Now Maki seemed like she was pondering as she thought of last night. She couldn’t remember if the slight flirting was because of Miki’s cuteness, or she just wanted to piss Ai off.
“Boy was she cute! She’s quite short though. It doesn’t seem like it from afar, but I think even I’m taller than her. So that probably means you’re a giant compared t-” Maki wasn’t able to finish do to the fact that Yossui didn’t care one bit.
“Ah my God, who cares?!” Yossui rolled her eyes once again at Maki before continuing. “Look, you know how I feel about this, so just spare me the details. I could care less if she was some mountain woman or Ms. Universe, just as long as I don’t have to deal with this anymore, I’m fine.” Yossui looked beyond Maki who looked for the right hair pins to match her nails. Continuing, “And I don’t have time for this right now anyway. I’m out.”
Not even turning around, Maki yelled after Yossui and bid her farewell “Alright Yo-chan, Suit yourself!” There was still another hour and a half before school started at 7:30.
Maki scoffed, "That dummy, she doesn't even know about the tickets, heh." She pouted as she finished clipping her bangs. "Hmph, I guess this is just another opportunity for me to get her in the spirits of Valentines Day." Maki quickly changed her mood and shrugged her annoyance from Yossui away. “Why, it’s not my fault she’s jealous that I always had more chocolate than her!”
“Gyah, can’t you tell some people still have time before school starts?” Rika awoke from all the noise her roommate was making as she was searching for her items.
“Hush you, is it my fault some of us are still athletic?” Miki continued searching for her Adidas shoes. She was definitely not about to ruin her classics at practice today. “Hey Rika, have you seen my volleyball shoes? I can’t find it…”
Rika rubbed her eyes to clear her vision. Because she was too lazy to help her friend that so rudely woke her, she stayed within her bed and looked from there. “Nope, I can’t say that I have. Good luck though.” Rika shrugged and looked around for her clock.
“Ugh, you’re not even trying!” Miki lifted the covers that draped from her bed, “Ah! Ah ha, found it.” Miki put her practice shoes along with her jersey and gym shorts inside her gym bag. Dressed in only her underwear and a oversized white T-shirt, she walked over to the refrigerator and shuffled for a water bottle.
“So I’m guessing volleyball practice is starting again, huh?” Rika still irritated that she lost over forty minutes from her sleep schedule, not to mention that she stayed up late, she scratched her forehead then began to do her morning stretches.
“Yep. It was about time for me to get off my ass anyway. Plus this is what the school is known for anyway; kick ass sports, am I right?” Miki did a good job at rubbing it in Rika’s face that she was attending the school for what it was known for, sports. Even if they were the top five girls’ academy for academics, they were still number one for sports.
“Yeah, yeah, whatever.” Rika rose from her bed and walked over to the kitchen sink, near the refrigerator where Miki was looking for some water. Rika might as well help with breakfast since she was up. “Man, how long has it been since we cooked together?”
There was a reason rich girls went to this academy. Other than it being a reason to boast to others who didn’t attend the school, they had everything they needed in one room; all the appliances they needed to survive. It was like their own little apartment to their selves. The best part was you weren’t paying for rent, your parents were.
“Umm… I think just about three or four months.” Miki slammed the door of the refrigerator, “Freaking finally! Remind me we have to stock up on water bottles again, oh and some hotdogs too.” They were using the last of their breakfast foods.
“Sure thing, Bob. So uh, are you bringing anything special for your date tonight?” Rika sounded rather cheerful, which was quite a change compared to her reactions earlier.
Rika waited for Miki’s response as she squatted to the level of the kitchen cabinets. “Hmm, why, should I bring something?” Miki still stayed trivial to the topic and searched for the pan that would fit breakfast for two. Normally, two eggs and two hotdogs would be enough for two teenage girls, but not for Miki and Rika. Because of Miki’s athletic status, and Rika’s fast metabolism, they needed twice as that, sometimes even three times as the ‘normal’ amount.
“Well, when I say ‘DUH!’ does that ring any bells?” Rika began to wash the red bell peppers and talked in a sarcastic tone to Miki.
“Okay ‘Ms. Dating expert’ what should I bring?” Miki stood to Rika’s side and stopped looking for the spatula and placed her hand on her hip. “I mean, bookworms
obviously know more about dating than I do!”
Slightly offended at first, Rika raised her voice, “I don’t know! Some brownies, or a cake, would be nice, I guess. Hell, for all I care, sprinkle some ‘anti-narcissism’ while you’re at it! ” She calmed down as she poured some oil onto the pan and waited for it to warm up. Miki obviously didn’t know how to talk while doing other things, so Rika pushed her aside.
Miki waited a bit to think before starting again. “Hmm, people like that, don’t they?” Miki looked above as she thought of what to do now that Rika brought this factor to her attention.
“Well yeah, you know…if you’re normal. But only if you’re normal.” Rika started to laugh as she rolled the hotdogs around the pan. She couldn’t help but pull in some sarcasm. It’s not like Miki’d notice anyway.
Nodding, “Uh huh. So what should I bring?” Miki walked off to her dresser now seeing as Rika took over breakfast cooking. She could never find any undershirts no matter how much she swears she laundries them. Miki walked off to Rika’s dresser, it’s not like she could see her anyway, and she was cooking at the moment.
Before Miki could scream in surprise for finding all her missing undershirts in Rika’s dresser, Rika beat her to talking first. “Well maybe she’d enjoy some homemade chocolate. That’d be nice, right? Plus, it shouldn’t be too late to do it. I can help-“
“That’s a great idea! I’ll call Chinami. I should get her to make me some homemade chocolate of all kinds!”
“Miki!” Rika turned from her cooking and stared at Miki who stared back at the surprise of her name sounding like she was about to be scolded. “Miki, please tell me you’re not serious.” Rika waited for a response that never came from Miki’s blank expression. “You’re gonna get your
maid to bake you the chocolates!?" Rika turned her attention to the near burning eggs. It was always a hassle to make it two ways because she herself liked them scrambled, while Miki liked hers sunny side up with the yolk slightly cooked.
Rika turned again and watched as Miki put on her undershirt to cover up her naked midsection before she continued. “Have you no sentimental values at all?? Even if it is for some stupid jock anyway, but still!”
“What’s your problem?! Yesh, you’re acting like you were expecting
me to do it myself! It’s called 'HOMEmade', isn’t it? No one said it had to be ‘Miki-made’!”
Hmm, I had lot's to talk about. But I forgot about it now. ^_^; oh well. This was supposed to be HALF the size, and end at Gotou and Yossui. But I felt bad, so I added some Miki and Rika and it came out like a thousand words longer! Hehe, sorry about that.
Anyway >>
Here is what I promised *sorta*<<
OH~ Next chapter is a bit serious and sweet and it's not dealing with with these members. So it's a pull away from comedy for a sec. I hope you like it! 
-Owaranai_sLaVe
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