"Ah finally finished!" She exclaimed, jumping up from her seat and running towards the box of donuts on the other side of the room. Biting into the icing covered pastry she savored the tasty treat but only for a moment as it quickly disappeared.
Grabbing for another donut she heard a person begin to speak and stopped in her tracks just before taking a large bite.
"Now what am I going to do with you?…" Said a voice right behind her, slowly nearing her as it spoke.
"I-I was only gonna have a small snack"
"Oh really now? Right before dinner?"
"Really, really!" The young shoujo manga artist said. "And…and I just finished my manuscript so I was giving myself a little reward!"
"Well, you do know what we said about too many sweets right Koyume?" The purple haired young lady asked, pinching the girls forearm.
"I know I know!"
"Well dinner is ready so come on down okay?" She got up and continued. "I didn't mean to be rude Koyume-Chan." Ruki flashed a smile as she went to the door. "You wouldn't want to lose your chance with Tsubasa because a little chubbiness now would you?"
'What…what on earth was she talking about? What does she mean "chance" anyways? That makes no sense whatsoever.' Koyume babbled to herself in her head as she got ready for dinner. Hiding a crimson red blush which adorned her cheeks in a surprisingly cute way.
Walking down to the dinning room where her fellow dorm mates were all congregated probably sitting around a warm, home-cooked meal made by their dorm mother. Chatting about the days events, manga, and whatever else came to their minds. She paused before rushing into the room where that was exactly what she was greeted by.
Sitting on one end was Ririka-San, the kind woman who herself had written a good amount of Yuri manga in her own high school days, now taking the time to take care of the needs of all of the girls. Next to her was Fuura, a ghostly black haired girl who writes horror manga, and, has a fascination with scaring the newest of our group. Moeta-Chan.
Moeta's the youngest of the group and although in high school herself, is many times recognized as a grade schooler due to her small body. Oh, and she is quite calming when you hug her. Fourth, we have the ever mature and older sister of Ruki-Chan. Always mature, but yet oh so loving, and caring to all of us equally. Her, and her beauty collectively keep us in line.
And then finally, there's Tsubasa-San. Now…where do I begin. Tsubasa-San is a manga artist as well, drawing shounen manga and even having one of them serialized. But even more then that she's so so pretty. With blue hair that falls to her shoulders and a extremely cool sense of style, I'm so confused as to how she hasn't been snatched up just like that. Not that I'm complaining or anything though.
And that's the group except for me. But I mean what's there to really know? A lover of sweets, body issues, and a problem with trusting to quickly. There isn't really much.
But that's us. A group of misfits yes, but one I would give up anything to keep.
"Hey Koyume, why don't you come sit down? The food will really warm you up." Ririka called out to her, snapping Koyume out of her trance.
"Ah, Yes ma'am"
"You don't have to yes ma'am me. I'm not that old." She answered, giggling calmly.
"Yes, It brings people closer. Right Kaos-Chan?" Fuura spoke up, her voice growing more demonic.
"Ababababababa!" Moeta stuttered, hugging Ruki.
'Yup. Just normal life I guess. But now what?' She thought, looking over to Tsubasa who she sat next to before quickly looking back at her food. 'I can't eat like this, I can't even pay attention. What should I do?'
"Koyume-Chan are you okay?" Ruki asked, concerned.
"I'm okay, what do you need?"
"Nothing you just look a little off. Are you feeling okay?"
"Ruki is right, is something wrong?"
'Great, now I have Tsubasa, no everyone, worried. Stupid me.' "I'm okay! Just a little nervous about turning in my manuscript. Or maybe I had a little to many sweets. Teehee." Koyume responded in her usual energetic and carefree way.
"Ah you finished you're manuscript Koyume-Senpai?" Moeta chimed in. "Can I see it?!" She asked, leaning over the table with a sparkle in her eye.
"Calm down Moeta-Chan. Why do you want to see it anyway?"
"I need to see the skills of a super good artist if I even want to climb the latter from being a side character."
"No! No you don't Moeta-Chan! I think you're perfect the way you are!" Ruki said hugging the pink haired girl.
"That's great though Koyume-Chan, I would be nervous too. Do you want me to read it tomorrow?"
"Tsu…Tsubasa-San…Yes please!" Koyume requested, bowing to her and banging her head on the table and spilling her drink in the progress. "Wha! I'm so sorry!"
"No no it's okay! don't worry Koyume." Ririko got up and got a towel to wipe up the spilled liquid before it began to drip to the floor.
"Are you okay Koyume?"
"Y-Yes I am. Sorry..."
"Don't say you're sorry, now let me see that, it sounds like it hurt pretty bad."
"Okay…" Koyume lifted her hair to show a faint red mark. Looking into Tsubasa's eyes, she began to blush straight red.
"It looks like that'll be okay, but your face is red. Do you have a fever?"
"I don't think so"
Touching her forehead to Koyume's she checked for a temperature of some sort. Not finding any she still couldn't help but feel concerned for the younger girl.
"I don't feel much of anything temperature wise, but it might be a good idea to rest for tonight."
"Tsubasa has a point, that's a good idea" Ruki agreed.
"I'll bring you water and stuff whatever you need!" Moeta offered with concern.
"I think I will then. I'm sorry again everyone." With that she got up from her seat and pushed her chair back in.
"Nonsense, I'll come in and wake you up tomorrow, just rest alright? I'll cook you something tomorrow if you still feel bad." The still young house mother replied with a smile. Which soon was mirrored by the others.
"Get better soon!"
"Sleep well"
"I'm sure you'll be doing well by tomorrow, just rest."
"Thank you, everyone." Koyume said, stepping out of the room and walking up the stairs to her room. Where she not so carefully plopped down on her bed.
'Now what do I do? I messed absolutely everything up! Again!' She rolled around on the bed not sure what to do. Now being left with only herself and the company of her thoughts. Which, never does end well does it?
Soon enough, at least sooner than she had expected, Koyume let sleep capture her in his dark caverns. Quelling her anxiety and giving her much needed peace. But, it seems that cavern shallowed out much quicker than expected. Finding the climb up into an aware waking state took much less time. Looking at the analog clock on the side of her bed she stared at the large red numbers for a moment. Fighting off the cobwebs of sleep that still manifested in her brain. It was still early, 12:30 to be exact.
Looking across the room in the through the darkness the figure of a small long haired girl could be made out. Probably dreaming about whatever new Yuri was given to her by the Gods.
Getting out of the bed, the blond stumbled as quietly as she could over to the window, opening the blinds a crack and looking into the dark abyss that was normal for most all Tokyo suburbs. With only one or two dimly lit street lights guiding the traffic almost in a lazy fashion. It really did make a quite dreary setting.
'I guess I'll grab a bottle of water then…nothing else to do anyway.' Stepping out of the door into the wood paneled hallway. "Why is it always so cold at night?"
"Probably due to the cloudy weather."
"Tsubasa-San?!"
"I couldn't sleep either so I thought I would rummage around the fridge." Tsubasa replied. "You thinking the same thing I take it?"
"Yes…actually I was. But it might just go back to bed."
"How come?"
We walked down the hallway as she looked at me. The butterfly's began to flutter around my stomach as they did so commonly when I was with her.
"It's so cold. Why can't we just have insulation and heating like all those lucky people in the United States?!" I pouted, covering up my nervousness as best I could.
I remember her laughing with as she removed her sweatshirt which she had throw on lazily just before.
"Here, take this, it'll keep you warm." She offered it to me with a genuine smile on her face.
'Man looking back…I wish I could have just hugged her then.'
"Th…thanks" I replied blushing with gusto. Wait who the hell uses the word gusto anymore?
"I didn't really it anyway. Don't worry about it." She sat at the kitchen table. "You have your manuscript with you by any chance?" Tsubasa-San sipped her sparkling water looking over the bottle at me.
"I do, it's in living room in my briefcase. How come?" I asked her curiously, which now that I think about it probably looked pretty stupid. Being that I paused mid way through a bit on my midnight snack. You guessed it, Donuts.
"Why don't you go grab it? I'm not doing anything anyways, and you wanted to go through it with me before tomorrow right?"
"Really?!" I had gotten excited as usual, setting down the donut with a little to much force and fake running, "Are you sure?"
"Yup, go ahead and grab it." She waved towards the living room. "I'll be here."
"Yay! I'll be right back!" And with that my fake run became real. And I went as quickly as I could without waking everyone else.
I remember grabbing the manuscript and having it finally sink it what was going on. I was about to go to Tsubasa with a manuscript in the middle of the night, whist wearing her favorite blue sweatshirt. What on earth now? I couldn't do this. "No way" I thought as I stepped back into the kitchen.
"I'm back!"
"Awesome, I thought I would heat up a little late dinner for us while we're here anyway so… here." Tsubasa slid a plate of cookies and a glass of milk my way. With…was that a blush?
I pulled out the paper-clipped bundle of manga pages and set them on the island. My anxiety was through the roof. And my heart was beating faster then I could count. Tsubasa must have noticed my nervousness because of her worried expression.
"No need to be anxious. It's not like your about to show me something like Ruki's manga right?" She said with a chuckle. "I'm sure it's gonna be amazing. So why don't we start?" She spoke to me calmingly.
That smile, that damn smile again I tell you. It got me before, it got me now, and it gets me even now. It's just so sincere. And this time, made me forget my fears and just be myself.
"Well you see my editor wanted me to make the story a little more romance sided so I did this and this…"
I pointed out different parts of the manga, and asked her thoughts. And that's how we spent most of the night. Until the birds chirped in early morning and the sun reached the horizon. Until we fell asleep, me involuntarily leaning on a sleeping Tsubasa. God I wish I could have felt the feelings I felt that night forever. I tell you. Forever.
Well then, that was quite the intro there was it not? Or are you to busy wondering what the hell your doing here? I mean it is quite understandable. You did just wake up here, and want to do I do? Just begin blabbing my own stories.
"Well it is quite typical of you, you must know that right?"
"Oh come on…you know I don't mean to." She pauses. "These cookies are pretty good you know that right?" the girl says taking a bit out of a cookie. "Ehh Raisins…actually forget that last comment." She added on once she discovered every 10 year olds biggest nightmare. That their suspicions were correct. Grandma did put raisins in the cookies.
"Please forgive her rudeness. She is my…friend, and she is also the narrator for this story. And well me, I'm the co-pilot of this whole operation I guess."
"So…what is this place?" You ask inquisitively.
"A project!" The blond shouted energetically.
"Well yeah but…like what project?"
"Of course that wouldn't help much huh?" The Co-Pilot giggles calmly. "Well the idea of this 'project' is to entertain. At least that's what this girl over here says." She points to the other girl now.
"I wanted to read my story to someone."
"That's it?"
"Yup"
"Really?…"
"Uh huh. I wanted to share just how much I loved my first crush. So here I am." She answered, seeming to ignore the fact that you had just woken up in a random room.
But at least it was cozy. Right? You were sitting on a large leather couch. Warmed up by the fire which was sizzling cracking and popping peacefully as it did it's job. Above the fireplace was a wooden counter of sorts, which held a few nicknack's and and the center a black framed picture on it's stand. The picture seeming to contain four girls. One being much shorter then the others and smiling brightly.
"Pretty much My friend here wanted to write something other then a manga for the longest time. So, she had the idea of writing a book of her own about growing up in a manga dorm. But of course she never let me read it. Not until recently at least."
"You mean this is your first time hearing it?"
"No no, I read it. It was only a little bit ago thought."
"I see…"
"Anything else you wanna know?" The first lady asked me.
"Well…what might your names be?"
"Well, I'm Koyume, I years back I used to live in a girls dorm for manga writers. With those amazing girls up there." She pointed to the picture you had noticed before.
"And you are?"
"I'm Koyume's Co-Pilot, roommate, partner in business, and wife. The name's Katsuki. But you can call me Tsubasa."
"Come on…Tsu-Chan~! Why do you always have to be so cool?!" She asked playfully jumping from her chair and pouncing on this Tsubasa girl.
"Don't you think we should probably send this guy off so he can wake up and get along with his day?"
"Hmm…good idea." She replied putting on her thinking face.
"So…now what?" You ask them completely lost.
"Well, we're gonna take you when you fall asleep and read to you and stuff."
"Unless you want us to leave you be." Katsuki added.
"Yup! But we really really hope you'll stay.! Right Tsu-Chan?"
"Well it's up to you. If you want to come back next time and join us them please do, But it really is up to you."
"You said that twice Tsubasa." Koyume messed with her playfully.
"Hey I'm no better than you at this whole look sophisticated jargon." She challenged back before they both looked to me.
"So what do you say?" They asked in unison.
"Ehhhh, Sure…why not."
"Awesome! We'll see you next time then!" Koyume spoke happily, grabbing another sweet and waving me off with energy unrivaled by any other person I've ever met. Whist Katsuki gave me a kind not and smile as I faded back.
'Whether of not I would return? Well that was up to me right? Well I did promise them though.' "Ah whatever. I'm not gonna make it to work on time if I just sit here all day." I say to myself as I climb out of bed and start my day.
"See you later girls"
END CHAPTER 1: What the Wild One's Do When They're Bored.