Last update for a couple days. I'm getting lazy.
Yossui watched the tearful hugs shared backstage after the last concert of the tour. The new members had all been nervous, but everything had gone off without a hitch. The fourth gen was official and Sayaka was leaving. Kei and Yaguchi-san were the most affected, of course, crammed together in a ni-ki group hug.
It was kinda moving.
They hadn’t known each other long, but the graduate gave each of the yon-ki hugs and words of advice on surviving with the others and in the public eye.
Yossui was last in line and Sayaka stared at her a second, before pulling her close, “You should go after the things you want with no fear. She feels the same.” The last part was whispered, meant for the younger girl’s ears only.
To say that Yossui was surprised was an understatement, but she didn’t say a word about it, just smiled and wished Sayaka luck, fighting down a blush. Was she really so obvious? Jeez!
“I’m rooting for you all.” Were Sayaka’s closing words to the yon-ki, before the older members all went out for a special celebration. The four just stood around for a minute, looking around at each other, wondering what to do next. Tsuji moved first, snagging Kago by the arm and dragging her out the door, calling a farewell over her shoulder.
The room was still again, Yossui looking discreetly at Rika and catching her gaze. Both blushed.
“So, Yocchan. You want to go for dinner?” Rika’s bold question surprised both girls, but Yossui nodded. Food was good. Food with Rika was better.
They both headed toward the door, the older girl hesitantly latching onto Yossui’s arm. Something burst inside the younger girl’s chest at the movement and she leaned down to gently kiss Rika’s lips, savoring the moment before pulling back. Or at least trying to, the older girl had wrapped her arms around Yossui’s neck and deepened the kiss into something breathtaking.
It was sweet and loving and over all too soon for both of them, but they needed air sometime. Yossui was sure her face would split from the wide grin she knew she was wearing and she wondered absently how Rika could function with all the blood in her face.
There was silence while they just studied each other happily, then Yossui took her girlfriend’s- were they dating now?- hand and started walking out the door, “Well, what happened to dinner?”
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Walking stealthily back to the hotel room she shared with Aibon, Nono was sure she would be caught. Hawaii was beautiful, but this competition thing wasn’t fair at all. Food was way too important to them to be used as punishment and she felt bad at seeing her girlfriend go hungry. So she had wrapped up half of her dinner in a fancy napkin and was in the process of brining it back up to Aibon.
Tiptoeing down the hallway like she was alerted everyone she passed that she was up to something. It wasn’t long before someone stopped her; “Tsuji!” the girl in question froze in her tracks, looking around frantically for a place to hide, but it was too late. “What the hell are you doing?” Nakazawa questioned, her hand coming down heavily upon the young girl’s shoulder.
Nono did the slow horror movie turn that the victim usually does just before they see their impending doom bearing down on them with a machete. There was no where to run and no time to scream when the woman took notice of the package Tsuji was holding.
“Midnight snack?” she offered weakly, pulling her precious cargo closer to her body.
“You wouldn’t happen to be taking that up to your roommate would you? You know, the one who only had bread for dinner?” The girl was silent. “You know that’s against the rules. So hand it over.” Nakazawa extended her hand, shaking it when Tsuji didn’t immediately comply.
Now looking vaguely like a mother protecting her baby, Nono shook her head, twisting her body to hide the napkin from the woman’s sight.
Slightly taken aback that the girl would defy her, Nakazawa narrowed her eyes, “I said give it!” her voice got the attention of a few more guests of the hotel who watched the foreign stand-off with interest.
Nono jumped slightly, but still shook her head; it seemed she would fight for her little bundle, “Nuh-uh!”
Nakazawa, thoroughly frustrated, made a grab for Tsuji’s arm, only to have the girl drop to the floor, her body wrapped around her package. “You would go this far, just for some food?” the woman asked incredulously.
The girl peeked one eye open, then, seeing that she wasn’t about to be assaulted, lifted her head to address Nakazawa, “It’s Aibon’s food.” she said petulantly.
The woman was silent, assessing Nono intensely, “You mean you’d go through all this trouble, breaking the rules and risking my wrath, just for food that’s not even yours?”
Tsuji nodded firmly, ignoring any consequences that might befall her. It was the truth after all. Nakazawa didn’t say anything for a moment, lost in thought. She raised her hand suddenly, making the girl flinch, but instead of smacking her, she patted her on the head, “I never saw you.” And then she turned and walked away.
Slightly confused, Nono remained in the hallway for a second, processing what had just happened. Then she smiled, she knew that Nakazawa was a softy, way down deep.
She cheerfully scampered down the hallway, intent on her mission. Finding herself at the door she fumbled with the keycard, finally opening the door to a brightly lit room. Charging inside, she saw a pile of Aibon on the bed, moaning slightly in hunger. Nono hopped up on the bed next to her, presenting her prize to her girlfriend happily.
The younger girl wasted no time in appeasing her growling stomach, pausing only to thank her girlfriend and to breathe. Tsuji watched her fondly, smiling at her enthusiasm, as if she didn’t eat the same way. A thought occurred to her.
‘Is this love?’ Was love being happy just watching Aibon eat? Was love wanting to be around her always? Tsuji wasn’t sure. Love always seemed like a fairy tale notion, being swept off your feet and charmed with roses and songs. Well, they were singers. Did that count?
Ugh. All this thinking was making her head hurt.
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“Hey.” Rika looked up from her sulking to the voice at her shoulder, to see a hand holding a tall glass filled with dark liquid. Her eyes followed the hand up a wrist and forearm, past an elbow and up a shoulder to rest on the smiling face of Ayumi Shibata. “I thought this might cheer you up.”
Nodding her thanks, Rika took the drink, sniffing it cautiously before taking a sip. It burned like fire down her throat and she coughed, “What is this?”
“Some mixed drink the Coconuts made, I think Lehua called it a ^Ti-Birdo^?” The older girl shrugged, taking a sip of her own drink.
Rika licked her lips, it was pretty good, once you got past the pain, but still, “What’s the drinking age in Hawaii?” she received another shrug in return. Oh well, it didn’t matter.
And a few hours later, nothing mattered. The two were laughing and talking like they had been friends for years and though their conversation made no sense to the sober, they had no trouble understanding each other and Rika extended an invitation to crash in her and Yossui’s room. It was accepted and the two stumbled through the deserted hallways, trying to keep their giggles under control.
They weren’t successful, but they didn’t seem to wake anyone. “What the hell?” well, except Yossui, but that was only because Rika couldn’t get the keycard to work. She said as much and got a sigh in return, “Did you try turning it around?”
“No.”
“…”
“Can we come in now?” Rika tilted slowly towards the wall, slumping against it. Yossui sighed again and moved to let them through, watching Ayumi trip over herself and collapse face first on the bed, laughing the whole while. Rika sat down at the mirror and looked over the things Yossui had bought with her prize money.
“I got you something.” The younger girl was suddenly right behind her, leaning over her shoulder to grab a small jewelry box and hand it to her. Rika opened it to see a simple heart shaped necklace with a small diamond in the center. “Do you like it?” the older girl realized she’d been staring.
“I love it. Oh Yocchan, that’s so sweet.” She tried to put it on, but couldn’t even get it out of the box in her state; Yossui laughed lightly and did it for her.
It looked good, dangling at her throat, maybe that’s why the younger girl leaned down to kiss it. She moaned quietly as Yossui kissed up her jaw to her ear, nibbling gently on the lobe. Movement from the bed reminded both of their guest and they pulled apart, breathing deeply.
Everything was silent as they watched Ayumi shift restlessly in her sleep, mumbling almost inaudibly. Rika tilted her head to look up at her girlfriend, “Maybe we should get some sleep?”
“Maybe.”
Neither moved for a moment, then they slowly trudged to the other bed, suddenly aware of their fatigue. Yossui crawled in first, lifting the blankets to allow Rika to snuggle up next to her.
“When we go back home tomorrow, let’s go out for dinner.” The older girl suggested out of the blue. She heard a chuckle and an affirmative response before she happily drifted off to sleep.
---- By the way, the last two take place during the 'Is it Heaven!? Is it Hell!? Huge conflict battle in Hawaii!' special. It aired in 2000
Topic: Innocence (Fourth Gen Love) (Read 48512 times)