Becasue the pre-doki doki story needs A LOT of work and rewriting I wont get around to posting it. There are very few parts of the story that are finalised. Stop or I'll shoot is a part of the pre-doki doki and possible the only part that has been finalised and Im happy with it.
I will now recap the situation between Miki and Aya.
2002 March 28th – Outside Musume House
Tsunku flashed my card at the guard along with his own and continued to walk fast pace down the entrance hall and into the apartment.
“Shared facilities are on the bottom floor – rehearsal room, kitchen, living room and the spare bathroom”
I peered into the doors as we walked past. The kitchen was blue tiled with a pine table in the middle. A little further down was the rehearsal room, polished floors and brick walls with enough room to fit at least twenty people inside. At the end of the hall was a cement staircase which Tsunku hurried up. I tried to follow but for every step he took, I took three more to keep up. He opened a door from the staircase that led us to a white hallway lined with blue doors and more blue carpet.
”Second floor – bedrooms. In your room you have your own toilet and shower and what ever else you want to bring from home. Some members choose to share rooms. That’s totally your choice if but for now I have put you in a single room down this way”
The air smelled vaguely of fresh flowers. It had a happy vibe to it. My room was four doors from the second staircase. It was bigger than I expected. It had a desk in the corner, bed in the other and a glass door covered by matching curtains leading to a small veranda. Tsunku dropped my suitcase at the end of my bed.
”Now – I’m sure that you are familiar with the rules of staying here?”
I nodded.
”Good. Now follow me the others are waiting downstairs”
We headed back to the first floor. On the way down he told me that his office was upstairs, on the third floor. He didn’t live here with the other girls so if we wanted him we would have to call. The number was on speed dial on the phones in our rooms. There was a doctor and landlord on site (third floor) so if I had any trouble I should ask them.
The living room was full with the Morning Musume girls. They were giggling excitedly but fell quiet when Tsunku entered. I waited outside the doorway.
”Girls. You will have a new roommate living with you for a while. She is here to work with me and will stay in the Musume House for as long as needed. Make sure you take care of her”
The room gave a fairly unenthusiastic “Yes~”. I could make out a few members. Goto Maki was on the floor with Kago Ai and Tsuji Nozomi who were obviously playing a card game for all the cards were spread messily around them.
”You can come in” Tsunku called to me.
I walked in to stand next to him and bowed to the stunned group of girls.
”Everyone this is Fujimoto Miki. Miki, this is everyone”
And there you go, thats the first appearance of Miki...she meets Aya a little later....
(blah blah irrelevant story...)I remembered that I had to meet Tsunku at two o’clock, which was only five minutes away. Saying goodbye I picked up my books and sprinted down the hallway and up the staircase. I was only half way up with the door to another floor opened and I bumped into another hurrying soloist. The force of our impact sent both of us tumbling down the stairs. My books went everywhere as we fell before stopping finally, the stranger landed on my stomach, winding me a little. Her shoulder length brownish hair covered her face but when she brushed it aside I could see how pretty she was. Her eyes were defined and sharp, seeming to cut straight through me. The dimples on either side of her face stood out as she smiled down at me. We were tangled on the floor, her knees were digging into my stomach, pinning me to the ground.
”I’m so sorry miss” I stammered, pulling myself from under her.
For the first time in my life I was embarrassed. It took a moment before it clicked who I had just knocked over.
”Aya-chan?”
She beamed. “Miki, my god! It's been ages! I was listening to your tapes, they're great”
I bowed my head half out of respect, half to avoid her gaze. “Thank you”
”You've become cuter too”
Her manicured nails touched gently on my cheek.
”We’ll I have to get going. I look forward to seeing you again Miki”
I opened the door for her, I dont know why. In only a matter of seconds this woman seemed to shake all the firm ground I had found to stand on, I was internally dumbfounded. That's when she did it - she threw me one quick glance as she stepped past that made me promise something to myself – I would stop at nothing to have her.
Ok so this next bit is going to be a random string of events...in various writing styles.
I couldnt help watching her the whole night. Face flushed from the alcohol and the heat of the hot plate she laughed heartily unlike her usualy laugh, hidden behind her hands.
"Mikitty..."
She likes to use that nickname.
"...do you want to cook last piece?"
Between her chopsticks was the raw meet.
"Nah, I like the way you cook it"
She smiled, throwing the meat on our hotplate making it hiss.
"Another round?" Goto asked, looking more spefically at Yuko who had ordered a seperate jug just for herself.
Nacchi managed to stop giggling just long enough to go back to the bar and ask for them to bring us 3 more jugs of beer. Personally I find Abe-san to be a bit frustrating but when she is drunk, believe it or not, she is more bareable.
"Try it, tell me if it's cooked enough"
I took a bite, Aya ate the other half.
"It's good"
Her face didnt change. Im not sure if she even heard what I said. Her eyes seemed to be fixed on mine and all I want to do is kiss her, right now, I dont care who sees because I know she's thinking the same thing.
When she spoke her words seemed distant. "Im going to the bathroom. I'll be back in a second"
The rest of the room was too busy to notice Aya's absence or mine shortly after. I stumbled my way to the bathroom but before I could say or do anything to her I found myself hanging over a toilet bowl puking my guts out. Aya rushed in after me to hold my hair back.
"I'll take you home"
It made me laugh, having someone younger take care of me. Doing so only made things worse. The vomit came gushing out my nose.
Backstage sometime
Almost every stage hand had come looking for us but we dodged them all. I pressed Aya against the wall, kissing her forcefully, letting my hands rub every inch of her body. Always through her clothes though, she'd never let me go to far.
"I wont sleep with you Fujimoto Miki" She scolded every time I tried.
"Why not" I whinned.
Her face relaxed as if she was in a dream like state yet her eyes were entirely focused on mine.
"I know what game your playing"
And so the story goes on as Aya shows Miki thats she nots up for this bullshit and when Miki disagrees to these new terms of "Relationship or nothing" she chooses the nothing. This results in a lot of sleepless nights.
Yoshizawa Hitomi jumped in her sleep. A loud knock had woken her up but she wasn’t sure if she had dreamt it or not. She looked at the clock – 2am. I must have bumped the table and woke myself up, she thought, resting her head back down on the pillow. She heard the knock again, a little more desperate than the first time. She rolled out of bed and went to the door, opening it a crack to see who was out there.
A hand extended from the darkness grabbing my shirt, pulling me into the hallway. For a moment I wanted to yell out but someone had pushed their lips against mine, I felt their tongue caressing my own. The stranger’s hands let go of my collar as they broke away from the kiss.
”I couldn’t sleep” Miki whispered into my ear “Can I sleep with you?”
Miki’s forceful nature came out uncontrolled. She pinned me on the bed holding my hands under her knees so I couldn’t interfere. As she rubbed herself on my stomach I could feel how wet she was, even through her underwear. My right hand fell free from her weight but she snatched it back quickly placing the index finger in her mouth and sucking slowly. I liked the feeling. Her lips were soft, moist and smooth. Dragging my finger across her mouth I made my way down her body.
She spread out, on all fours, on top of me and muttered something indistinct as she guided my hand inside of her. Her breathing became heavy as she pushed down on my fingers forcing me to go deeper. It was hurting me and she knew it.
”Please...don’t stop!” She moaned “Not yet”
Outside it began to snow.
Her once normal lifestyle didnt seem to be as fun as it use to be so she confided in Yossi. Telling her about Aya's offer for a take it or leave it relationship.
"I totally am not a relationship person. Its not me"
Yossi scratched her head.
"Well I suppose the bottom line is whether you love her or not"
and then we skip to the semi end of the story...
Miki crashed threw the doors and out onto the streets. She ran down the streets to the main roads.
”Taxi!”
The car pulled up and opened its doors.
”Where to?”
They took side streets to avoid afternoon traffic but they still didn’t seem to be moving quickly enough.
”Here”
She threw some cash into the front of the taxi and headed down the streets on foot.
Aya opened her door to see Miki kneeling on the floor in front of her. She was breathing heavily and when she looked up Aya could see a thin line of sweat breaking out.
”Aya-chan…” She heaved.
Aya leaned against the door frame.
”I-I…uh”
Aya crossed her arms and smirked. “What?”
Miki’s chest convulsed with every gasp for air.
”I…I need you”
Aya knelt down beside her friend.
”Mikitty…you still don’t understand do you…”
Miki’s strong hands grasped Aya’s thin shoulders and shook her gently. Under the mess of hair - she was crying.
”I’m so in love with you…”
and it ends something like that or so my notes tell me it does...well know you have an idea. To summerise - Miki is currently pissed off because she dropped her life and changed it all so she could fit Aya into it and now Aya has pretty much turned around a year or so later and said "Well, thats all good and well but Im gonna go hang with Keita"....
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