@ringo-hime: I know, I'm sorry. But I didn't want to go overboard by adding anymore to something that I felt was pretty good.
@Amarghetta: I LOVE that perv. It wasn't exactly in mind when I wrote this but once I looked it over, I was all "this sounds kinda familiar..."
TakaGaki needs more love lately!
@JFC: Well said.
@zay05ohayou: Glad your enjoyed "Her Touch".
Smells are quite powerful, they can trigger any kind of memories. Positive or negative.
@Demon Eyes: Hi~ Oh, don't beat yourself up since Miki-sama did it for you.
Thank you so much for liking my stuff~
Reina x Miki is rather difficult, I think. They are a great pairing, though. I'm a HUGE Miki-sama fan so I love writing her as a main character. Oh, did you find Hero?
Is that was that face is?
I've covered many Miki pairings.
@Hammy: Of course she will!! Who wouldn't take advantage of the opportunity??? I know I would.....
Hmm, Gakikame? I'll work on it. Ganbarimasu~
@Yuuyami: I love your pervs, especially "Translucent White". Whenever I'm in the mood for something in that area, I always read it.
Thanks! I'm glad someone as good a writer as you thinks my stuff is
haaaaaaaawt!
Oh and hell yeah, Ai-chan agrees.
@shadowolf8: Thank you and yes, you GOTTA love them!!!!
@kawaii beam: Thank you! Yeah, I did. Weird but it works~
This is cross-posted from the Rika Ishikawa 24th B-day Creative Contest. I wanna win so bad! But in any case, this was hard to write but really fun to imagine up~ Hope you all feel the same!
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The Party of the Year, H!P StyleOne tired Ishikawa Rika collapsed on the comfy couch of her tidy Tokyo apartment. She laid her head back against the lime green cushion, letting her chestnut hair fan out on its surface. She was cold, goose bumps still covering her skin from the chilled sweat still present on her body.
The past day’s practice felt more strenuous than usual. “Ugh, I’m getting old”, she mumbled, rolling over onto her stomach and burying her face in the pillow.
It was the 19th of January, her 24th birthday.
Sure she was happy, very happy. All the girls had been showering her with love, and the occasional joke about her age, throughout the day. It really did make her smile to think of all the people who cared about her, and that she cared for in return. But all this talk of aging was making her worry about her future in this industry. “What am I gonna do?”, she whimpered into the cloth, “My life is changing…”
In the midst of her thoughts, Rika almost didn’t hear the sound of footsteps and giggling outside her door. Abruptly halting any further worries, she concentrated instead on the subtle noises.
It sounded like…..H!P girls.
Rika rolled her eyes and planted her face back on the pillow. She counted the seconds before the banging on the door and someone’s voice ringing out.
5….4….3….2….1….”Oi, Rika-chan!!!”
At first, the woman wanted to just ignore it, but then she thought better of that idea; H!P girls were persistent, if not annoyingly so. “RIKA-CHAN!!!”, a different voice yelled through her front door. Knowing the calls would just get louder and bother her neighbors, she heaved herself off the couch and glided on bare feet to the entryway.
“Yes?”, she asked with a bemused expression as she opened the door. “Hey, there’s our girl”, Nakazawa Yuko cheered, pushing her way past the birthday girl. Pretty much every woman in H!P over (or near) 20 followed, carrying multiple paper bags, as well as greeting Rika with smiles.
Sighing, the apartment resident closed the door and joined her guests. Resistance was futile at this point. Once they’re in, they’re in for the night.
But she gasped when she entered the living room. She’d only left them alone for a minute at the most…
A huge pink banner now resided on the wall above her couch, reading “Happy 24th Birthday Charmy”. There were bags of random stuff, from assorted games to curious objects Rika couldn’t even identify, in a pile on the floor. Girls from every Morning Musume generation from 1 to 6, along with Jun Jun, soloists and other H!P members were already making themselves comfortable on her couch, floor, and kitchen.
Speaking of kitchen, the girl cautiously peeked in to find Yuko setting up a full bar on her counter. “So what’d you bring?”, she asked, “Some vodka, hopefully” “Honey, I brought it all”, Yuko grinned, “24 different liquors, just for you” Rika smiled weakly as she thought of all the puke that might appear in her house tomorrow morning. “Don’t look in that bag”, the forever leader warned, gesturing to a bag sitting on the far counter, “It’s got your cake in it”
Rika retreated into the living room, squishing onto the couch between a sober Shibata Ayumi and a slightly tipsy Tanaka Reina, who had started drinking before they arrived. “Happy birthday Rika-chan”, the lead singer of Melon Kinenbi smiled warmly and patted her best friend on the knee affectionately. “Thanks”, the birthday girl beamed back. She was about to say something else but Reina leaned over onto her lap, her yankii accent already revving up.
This was gonna be a long night.
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A few hours later, Rika found herself participating in a strange game of Twister on her living room floor. She knew she was getting drunk, considering she drank two full cups of “liquor # 24”, which she swore was a Yuko original concoction of various alcohol.
Her left foot was on a red dot, her right on a green one with her hands on yellow and green. Kamei Eri’s right arm was under her on blue and Matsuura Aya’s leg was over her shoulder on blue. She could feel someone right behind her and by the warm feeling on her ass, it was Fujimoto Miki. “Quit it, Miki-chan, I’m gonna fall”, Rika warned, “And I’m NOT gonna lose on my birthday” The Groping Queen didn’t say anything but her hand removed itself from Rika’s posterior.
Once someone fell (it was Yaguchi Mari, who was so drunk she couldn’t stop laughing, let alone support her own body weight in an awkward position), the game started up again, though Rika bowed out this round.
She wandered into her bedroom, where she found the Melons, her two former V-U-Den mates, and 6th gen (excluding Eri who was still getting her Twister on) playing a game of Strip Poker. They were all missing at least 2 articles of clothing, except for Saito Hitomi AKA Boss, who was sitting shamelessly in nothing but her tiny black thong. “I like to lose”, she grinned naughtily, “Why don’t you join us?” Rika shook her head a little too quickly and scampered from the room.
Making her way past her modest bathroom, she couldn’t help but catch a faint noise. A faint moaning noise. Concerned that someone was already feeling the effects of the party drinks, she peeked through the unclosed door.
Somehow, she wasn’t too shocked to see Takahashi Ai and Niigaki Risa making out intensely. The couple was perched on the bathtub, Ai-chan standing between Gaki’s legs. The older’s arms were resting on the other’s shoulders as Risa’s hands creeped slowly under Ai’s tank top. Before things got any steamier, Rika snuck away with a smirk.
The kitchen was fairly vacant, though Jun Jun was passed out on the floor, half of a banana hanging from her drooling mouth. She was carefully stepped over as Rika poured some of “liquor #8” into her red plastic cup. Sipping slowly, she winced at the familiarity of the taste: a pre-mixed sake bomb. Memories of being tricked into drinking the mixture a few years back with said drinking resulting in her waking up on a locked balcony in nothing but a sheet sent chills down the tanned beauty’s spine. “Never again”, she mumbled and set the cup down on the counter, knowing someone else would eventually drink it.
“Oi, Rika, get in here”, Yoshizawa Hitomi called from the living room. Foot steps pattered over the wood floor and stopped short at the edge of her pink area rug.
“Oh…my…Gah….”
There, on the coffee table, was a cake. But not just any old cake, a cake in the shape of Rika’s signature bunny. It was huge too, more than enough for all the girls. The birthday girl could do nothing but stare, jaw nearly hitting the floor.
“Happy Birthday to you!”, they all sang, voices loud with mirth (though the alcohol helped a little too). A single tear slipped down Rika’s face, dripping onto her T-shirt. “Thanks, everyone”, she whimpered, too happy to care that she was crying. “No tears”, Shiba-chan said and wiped the salty trail from her cheek. She wrapped an arm comfortingly around the curvy waist of her best friend and led her to the couch.
“To Charmy-chan”, Yuko toasted, “We couldn’t live without her” She raised her ever-full glass of beer and everyone followed in suit. “Though I wouldn’t mind trying”, Michishige Sayumi mumbled, causing Eri to giggle. Both girls received an elbow in the stomach (courtesy of Yuko and Yasuda Kei), as the rest shouted, “KANPAI!!!!”
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It was a lovely Tuesday morning, on January 20. The sun was shining even though it was still winter. Many people walked the streets of Tokyo. Off to work or off to school, the city was already bustling.
Considering the fact that it was nearly 10 in the morning.
Ishikawa Rika woke slowly; cursing the fact that she forgot to shut the curtains the night before. She was bathed in sunlight which made up for the lack of blankets because she wasn’t in her bed.
No, the newly-turned 24 year old was in fact on the carpet of her living room next to the balcony door. “Oww”, she groaned as her head throbbed. The sun didn’t help one bit in fixing the terrible hangover she was now suffering from.
She tried to roll over to escape those painful rays but there was something slightly heavy hampering her movement. Heavy like….an arm or a leg or something. “The hell?”, she questioned, reaching over to touch the thing resting on her.
“Nnnngh”, someone mumbled as the heavy thing tightened around Rika’s waist, proving that it was an arm. Figuring she wouldn’t be able to get up anytime soon, the girl leaned back into the body behind her and closed her eyes.
Elsewhere in Tokyo, a dance teacher in the Hello! Project building was wondering where the hell her pupils were.
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