Konno the cupcakes in the microwave to warm up while she did laps of the kitchen. Since coming home the ball on tension inside of her had started to grow. It wasnt right keeping her graduation secret.
Just then the microwave beep and she almost died from stress.
She had over heated the cakes a little. Steam floated out the holes of the packaging and wafted tempting upwards. From haste and worry, Konno took hold of treat and removed it from the microwave. She dropped it like a hot potato as it burnt her hand, letting it splat on the floor. The fact was it was a hot cupcake, not potato. The kind of cupcake that, when heated, can reach higher temperature than that of a cooked potato. And if touched with the bare skin can cause severe burns. Konno learnt all this as she fumbled with the taps to ease her pain with cold water. Tears welled up in her eyes as she said her very first swear word out loud.
"Is that you Konkon? What happened?"
Makoto asked nervously from the door way of the kitchen. Konno inspected her hand. A nice red mark had formed but nothing serious. She put it back under the tap just to be safe and turned to see Makoto - feeling her way from the doorway to the kitchen table to sit down, with a bucket on her head.
"Im fine...more importantly - why do you have a bucket on your head?"
"Well.." The word echoed. "Im not sure...Yossui was there, a bucket full of water was involved... and that's about all I know.."
Konno quickly strapped an ice pack to her hand and helped her temporaryly impaired friend upstairs to the bedroom, forgetting her previous worries.
"We'll see if we can get it off, shall we?"
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Miki returned to her room relatively dry in comparison to her other car washing companions. She sat down on the bed with a cup of coffee in one hand and her script in the other. Yoshizawa had handed out the concert plans only yesterday which left little time for Miki to memorise it all. When ever she recieve important papers concerning work she always wanted to read them a few times through to make she she understood 100%.
She had read through to the 4th page when the door opened a jar and a familiar eye peeped in.
"Oh, you are home!"
Miki looked up at Aya who had let herself in and shut the door firmly behind her, leaning against it, her hands still on the knob.
"I'm reviewing some work..I remembered that I've got a press meeting tomorrow after taping..."
Aya nodded understandingly, she was obviously dispointed about something and what Miki had just said burst the excitement over that something. Feeling a little bad, Miki flipped the papers shut and patted the spot next to her on the bed.
"Did you want to talk to me about something?"
The smile returned to Aya's face as she happily accepted the place next to Miki on the bed. From inside her red puma jacket Aya produced a rather large brown paper envelope. It looked very much like the files that Tsunku keeps in his office. Aya tipped the contense into her lap and filled the 5x7 cards into no particular order with the pictures facing away from Miki.
"Where'd you get those?" Miki asked, trying to look at the small writing in the corner of the envelope.
Aya waved her one free had, busy concentrating on the photos. "Meh, nowhere special...Ready?"
She didnt no exactly what for but she urged Aya to proceed.
"Ok, Im just going to ask you a few questions" At this point she turned the pack of cards around, showing the first photo. One of Niigaki Risa's UFA photos beamed back at Miki.
Aya cleared her throat and glanced down at the picture. "Please tell me what do you think of her"
Miki raised an eyebrow. Somehow she felt this was a psycological test. "Can you tell me what exactly you want me to comment on?"
Aya tilted her head side to side while listing of features. "..does she have sex appeal...is she good looking?..those sort of things.."
Miki shook her head ("Totally not...") and Aya made a mental note - A no for Niigaki. She placed the card on her left and revealed the next girl. Tanaka Reina.
"Good body. Tough exterior. Yeah, I think she is hot"
Miki waited for a harsh look as a reply to her comment but it didnt come. Aya gave a "He~" to show she was deeply interested in Miki's opinion. Something definately wasnt right.
"Ok, how about her?"
Miyoshi Erika.
The game went on for a while longer, repeating the same process and Aya taking mental notes the entire time. Miki had given her thoughts on almost every girl in Hello!Pro when she decided she'd had enough for one day.
"If this is one of your sick ways of seeking compliments then cut the crap you know you're the prettiest..."
Aya scrunched up her nose and giggled. "How vain do you think I am! That's not why Im asking you"
"I wouldnt put it past you!" Miki retorted.
Aya gave her a playful slap on the arm. Deciding this wasnt enough punishmnet she later tackled Miki pinning her to the bed. Instead of a kiss she gave her lover a lick starting from the jawbone and finishing with a flick at the top of her ears. The saliva styled the hair in a strange manor.
"Eww!" Miki cried out in surprise, she wasnt use to being grossed out by Aya.
Using her sleeve Miki wiped the wet trail away. As soon as it was gone Aya put another one down. This time from the tip of nose to the spot between the eyebrows.
"It smells!!" She whinned, much to the enjoyment of Aya. "Now I've got to have a shower!"
~*~*~*~*~*~*
Tsunku rumaged through his draws. Emptying the entire contents onto his bed and searched through it all.
"Where on god's green earth is it!!"
He tossed aside the salmon pillows of the couch (not pink!Salmon) and searched all around. No where in his supurbly decorated house could he find is VIP membership card for the video shop. Sighing with despair he pulled out his phone and was ready to dial his trusty friend Makoto when he remember where else it could be...the office.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The sun had set and the reason for the day's madness rose into the air, big and full. Calling out it's victims and making them do what they do every full moon. Go nuts.
Another party for no particular was quickly arranged in the apartment first floor. They loosely based the celebration around Sayumi not having many leading lines in songs recently thus saving the future of Hello!Pro. At first she resented it but a few beers later she couldnt care less. Yuko, who had hung around after the car wash, was responsible for the alcohol provision which she did so in record time. Even the modest, mature, responsible Iida wasnt spared. She sat proudly with underwear draped over her brow, nobody new whether they were hers or not. Either way it was a bit of a worry - she had either gone to the trouble of getting a pair from the chest of drawers...or someone at that point was going commando.
This big mistake of getting drunk so quickly resulted in poor choice of cooks for the big party dinner they decided to have only 4 minutes ago. Three girls went in and half an hour later two girls came running out. The third cook took a little more time coming out, but when she did, she did so with great haste. A flaming Tsuji burst into the living room and did the advised drop, stop and roll. The group fell silent as Nono lay still, face down on the floor. The only sound being heard was from Makoto slurping her beer through a straw up up into her new accessory, as the girls liked to call it.
"Nono?" Her fellow W member called.
Chared Tsuji pull her head up and smiled, her face a little black from the ash of her clothing but miraculously she wasnt burnt.
"Dinner's ready" She annouced.
All was forgotten at the mentioning of food and the party resumed.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Tomorrow was a full day as usual. Taping, interviews, rehersals, the whole shabang. She excused herself from the party to go to her room. With everyone downstairs being stupid she would be able to have a nice, long, most of all uninterrupted, sleep.
She threw her clothes to the floor and brushed her teeth in her underwear, inspecting herself in the full length mirror that Rika bought. The pink decorations on the frame were undenialably disgusting but buying the mirror was a good idea.
A thought came to Yossui. One that had been asked several times at interviews.
Would I wanna be a guy?
After much thought the answer was no but she still wondered from time to time what she would have looked like if she was. The most convient point of being a guy, she thought, would be your package.
Peeing standing up, no periods...Its all pluses!
Just out of interest, purely experiental she folded 3 pairs of socks into one another then stuff them into her trunks. Standing before the mirror she inspected herself. It looked kinda cool. Just then the door opened.
Ishikawa stopped and blinked a few times. She could see her girlfriend infront of the mirror naked, except for the under which had a lump, much resembling that of what a boy would have.
"Oooook" Was the first thing she said.
Yossui held her hands out in a dont shoot fashion. "Its not what it looks like...well, it is sorta but I wanna explain"
Ishikawa shook her head. "Yossui..." She began, sounding a little sad. "Im completely not bothered I caught you with socks in your underwear pretending to be a guy...That doesnt worry me...What worries me is the fact that Im not worried about it...and that I almost expect it and dont care that you do it"
There was a long pause.
"Sooo...can I keep it in?"
Yay, finially the end of 99
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