PART 27
MIKI - SEPTEMBER 8TH
"I miss you too," I murmured into the phone. "Only a few more days, ok?"
"FUJIMOTO!" Aya bellowed before slamming my hotel room door open and stomping in, flames practically spewing from her eyes.
"Honey, I gotta go. Aya has a bug up her ass about something again.... ok, I love you too.... bye." I calmly hung up the phone and raised an eyebrow. "May I help you with something, Ms Matsuura?"
"I ran into Yasuda Kei at the bar last night," she replied through gritted teeth.
"Oh, me too! Isn't it funny how she's on vacation in Hawaii at the same time we're here?"
"Hilarious. Now tell me why exactly she thought it was okay to HIT ON ME?!"
"Calm down, Ayaya, you're turning a weird purple color," I replied.
"MIKI!" Aya all but screamed.
"Ok, ok, ok," I sighed dramatically. "I might have possibly, maybe, once mentioned in passing to Kei that you were single and actively looking."
"MIKI!"
"What!? You ARE actively looking!"
"Do you have any idea what it's like to be trapped in a neverending conversation with Yasuda Kei? I never would have gotten out of there if Maki hadn't happened to call me!"
"Wait. Why did Goto Maki call you? What on earth did you two have to talk about?" I asked suspiciously.
"That's beside the point! God, Miki, I'm only actively looking in your insane sex-obsessed brain! There is nothing wrong with being single! NOTHING WRONG. Do you understand that?! I have no problem with it! I am happy in my life right now! I only went out on that first creepy date to shut you up! And I'm not doing it again. Understand!?" Aya glared at me expectantly.
"...you think I'm sex-obsessed?" I said dumbly.
"Is that all you got out of what I just said!?" Aya groaned and flopped face-first onto the bed next to me.
"Pretty much," I replied, flipping around to lie next to her. She turned her head and looked at me.
"Yes, I think you're kind of obsessed with sex," Aya admitted.
"What!? Why?"
"Are you kidding me?" Aya started laughing.
"Don't laugh so much. It's making the bed shake."
"Sorry," she apologized.
"You were saying?"
"Ok, you used to be obsessed with kissing any woman who walked by."
"I did not!" I protested.
"And once you started sleeping with a certain tomboy - "
"A certain sexy as hell tomboy with a body to die for," I interjected.
"Sleeping with a certain sexy as hell tomboy with a body to die for, terribly sorry, you could not get enough of it."
"There's nothing wrong with - "
"AND!" she continued, glaring at me for daring to interrupt. "You can't keep your hands off ANYONE. You grabbed my ass just this morning!"
"That - "
"AND!!! A few months later, you start harassing me about why I'm not having sex. And now that you're not working, getting me laid seems to be your new life mission!"
"...are you done?" I asked.
"For now."
"Ok, I just don't want another glare. Only I can glare." Aya rolled her eyes. "First of all, yes, we did have sex quite a bit, especially at the beginning. Five years of foreplay will do that to you!"
"Oh, please," Aya rolled her eyes.
"AND!" I continued, glaring at her for daring to interrupt. "I was just worried about you! I had found happiness and I wanted my bestest friend to find it too!"
"What about the groping?"
"What can I say. It's what I do," I shrugged.
"Miki, you are obsessed with sex and can barely go a week without it. You only think I need to get laid because you can't stop thinking about it yourself and can't imagine not being able to go at it whenever you please."
"What!?" I stood up and crossed my arms. "That's not true!" Aya flipped over onto her back and laughed.
"Yes. It is."
"No. It's not." I glared at her. She stood up and poked my shoulder.
"Fine. Prove me wrong. You don't get laid until I do."
"What?! But that could be months!" I protested.
"Well, if you want to just admit I'm right..."
"FINE!" I snapped, turning away from her and stalking over to the window.
"Well - "
"BUT!" I whirled back around.
"But?"
"YOU have to go out on every date I set you up on," I challenged. She narrowed her eyes.
"Fine."
"Fine!"
We glared at each other for another minute.
"Well... what do you want for dinner?!" she snapped.
"How about that nice steak restaurant the lady at check-in recommended?" I snapped back.
"Sounds great! I'll see you in 10 minutes." she glared.
"Good!" I glared back at her. She turned and walked away.
"Oh, Mikitty?" she paused by the door and looked at me over her shoulder.
"What?"
"No hard feelings, right?"
"Between us? Never!" I laughed.
"Good. Apologize to Yossy for me," she smiled brilliantly and walked out of my room.
"...Yossy?" I looked over at my abandoned cell phone lying on the bed. "Oh, shit."
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I must confess.
Originally, I had a completely different chapter written. I didn't really like it, so I hesitantly sent it to my beta. Who is awesome enough to tell me that it was utter crap.
So I scrapped it, wrote this in about 15 minutes, and it's now one of my favorite chapters.
Oh and please do comment - I'm trying to write today and comments keep me going ^^