The world was bright and harsh to the reborn eyes of Ogawa. The identity of the items she had spents what felt like an eternity running into and tripping over was finally revealed. She walked down the halls and up to her room with Konno appreciating all she had missed.
"So that's what it was!! A Coffee table!" Ogawa pointed to a very scuffed and bent coffee table place oddly in the hallway. It looked as if it was purchased from a cheap 100 yen shop. "I kept tripping over that! Every day!"
Konno furrowed her brow. "How long have we had that? I dont rememeber it..."
"Yeah me neither..."
The girls continued on there way, chatting about everything and anything. It was a lot easier to have a discussion now without the bucket. Having eye contact made a lot of difference.
"You know what I liked about you having the bucket?" Konno spoke quietly, turning her head slightly to hide her embarassment.
"No, what?"
"I got to hold your hand a lot"
Ogawa went a little red. Something about that comment made her feel funny inside. Good funny. Even though it might have sounded a little lame to anyone else listening.
"I like holding your hand too"
Ogawa unlocked the door and collapsed on her bed, Konno flopping down beside her. There took time to re-explore each other and enjoy having the normality returned to there life. But it was all short lived.
"Come on we have work to do!" Yossui beat her fists on the door "Move it!"
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"Five Six Seven Eight...And up...and up..and stretch!"
It was a fitness dance class. They were compulsory as of last year when Megumi the dance teacher said they were getting fat and lazy. Now, thanks to her, 6 hours of the Morning Musume week are dedicated to this and such activities.
"Niigaki, move those legs higher, damn it girl!"
Niigaki moved on demand, kicking her legs high. So far so, that they nearly came up and knocked her head. Usually the class would have laughed at the sight but seeing as they had never seen Risa do anything like this (being the most inflexible) was quiet amazing. The girl was driving herself on fear. Megumi was a hardcore bitch and that's why she was the best.
"Fujimoto, damn it move you ass!"
Yossie and a few others nearby glanced sideways to see what exactly Miki was doing wrong. They couldnt believe it. Miki was doing nothing. Quiet literally.
"FUJIMOTO! I'll give you to the count of five so start dancing before I come back there and make you..."
Megumi was in a bad mood now. The worst thing to do in her class was disobey her. Out of fear of being picked on, the rest of the class kept moving and dancing with gusto. Yossui, while prancing past, managed to get a good look at Miki's face. Her eyes were open but she looked completely vacant. She had possibly died and nobody had noticed.
"FIVE!"
All the girls were mentally praying for Miki to respond in some way but she didnt. She just stood there.
"FOUR!"
A little bit of drool slipped out of her mouth and down her chin.
"THREE!"
Megumi started charging through the class towards to poor girl who now looked as if she was in some sort of hypnotic state.
"TWO!"
Everyone stopped dancing. They couldnt keep going. In the next 2 seconds something big was going to happen, they could tell.
"ONE!"
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