What if Risa remembered to ask Otani his name that day? Based on lovely complex plus.
"Wait!" She says again, and he can't help but to get a bit irritated, even if this girl had gotten him the best birthday present ever. He turns around, an eyebrow raisedas she fumbles with something in her pocket [again], at the same time she asks:
"What's your name?"
"Otani Atsushi," and to be polite he adds, "Yours?"
She smiles brightly as she gets what she was looking for- a phone-, and says, "Koizumi Risa." She continues smoothly,
"Um, maybe we can go to another concert together sometime maybe?" She flips open her phone, silently asking for his email address and number.
He hesitates, then decides that yeah, that would be cool, to have someone to go with (even if that someone was very tall) now that Yoshi had moved and they lost contact. And oh yeah- Kanzaki was no longer an option.
He smiles, "Okay." And they exchange emails.
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"Um, hello?"
"Hello? Who's this?"
"T-this is um-Koizumi."
"Who?"
"Mmf-U-uh, that tall girl that you saw at the last Umibozu concert."
"Oh.Hey Koizumi, why are you calling?"
"Oh.It's just that I heard that there was an Umibozu concert coming up and I really don't want to go alone, so I was justwonderingif-"
"Yeah, okay, I'll go with you."
"Really? Yay!"
"Yeah, so where do you want to meet?"
"Oh, um, you know where Ikebe is?"
"I think so. The restaurant across from the cram school?"
"Woah, there's a cram school there?"
"..."
"Hey! Stop laughing!"
"Sorry, it's just-nevermind. Anyways, let's just meet outside the concert hall, at five okay?"
"Yeah, okay."
"Well, see you later."
"Yeah-"
"-Okay."
"Bye."
;
She hits the End Call button on her cell, and smiles.
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Risa rolls over in bed, and slams a hand down on her phone, closing her fingers around it and bringing it to her face. Blinking a couple of times, she squinted to read the numbers on her phone: 5:15 P.M.
"Uwahhh! I'm so late!" She screeches, hopping out of bed, moving her legs before she hits the carpet. She rushes to turn on the shower, then she sprints back to her room, crashing into her brother in the process.
"Woah, slow down, aho." He mutters, picking himself off the floor and walking away, not attempting to help his sister stand. Risa rolls her eyes, mutters some obscenities, then scrambles to stand and dashes feverntly to her room to pick out her clothes
"How the hell...?" She mumbles, once she's in the shower. She goes over what she'd done that day in her mind: she'd woken up late, because she had nothing else to do but go the concert, and it usually only tok her a few minutes to get ready, also because she'd stayed up late the previous night, to excited to go to sleep.
"And that," She mutters, getting out of the shower and drying her self quickly, "Is how I royally screwed up."
She dressed quickly, and then hopped two steps at a time downstairs, before grabbing her bag, and a hat - which she put back-, kissed her mother goodbye (which was actually her brother-on the lips), and ran out of the door.
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Otani bit down hard on his bottom lip, eyes darting around trying to find orange hair, 'some people say look like a combination of orange and pink, but I don't really know,' as she had said.
He released his lip from his teeth, hand raising up to tenderly touch his now bleeding lip. He looked down at his bloodied finger, before sucking in his lip, and looking up still trying to find the unique color of hair.
After a few minutes he sighed irritably, running a hand through his hair and rolling his eyes. His eyes rolled over the stream of people rushing into the concert hall, and stuffed his hands into his pocket, ignoring that his hair was now messed up.
"Gahhhhhh..." He muttered, looking down for a moment, before looking up again quickly. He pulled his phone out of his pocket, flipped it open, let his eyes sweep the crowd once more, then looked down at his phone to check the time before shoving it into his pocket.
He knew this would happen, he just knew. Don't ask how he knew, he just did. Her-her voice and demeanor just tipped him off-
"OTANI-SAAAN!" A familiar voice bellowed loudly, and it took everything in him to refrain himself from walking away from the amazon that was bounding toward him with an alarming amount of speed. Amazingly, she came to a stop just before him, breathing heavily with a sheepish smile on her face.
"Hi." She breathed, raising the hand that wasn't gripping her purse to the back of her neck, scratching it with an awkward air.
"You're late."
"Wow, you get right to the point, don'tcha. You see, a couple of things kinda...-hey! They only have two tickets left, Otani-san, let's go!"
Otani raised his eyebrow as her hand closed around his forearm and she began dragging him to the ticket booth. When she paid for her ticket, he noticed that his arm was still in her grip, and, feeling a bit uncomfortable, he snatched his arm, a little more forceful than he had intended.
She looks back and down at him, realizing what she had done, and mumbling a weak, 'sorry.'
"Ah-um, yeah, sorry." He murmured, grabbing his ticket from the employee.
An awkward silence fell over them as they shuffled with the crowd into the concert hall. Otani shifted more often then the crowd, trying desperatly to think of something to get that friendly, familiar vibe back that they had for a moment on the phone.
"Ah~! Umibozu!" Risa whispered excitedly jumping lightly up and down on her toes. Otani can't help but smile up at where he thinks her face is the excitement of the concert hall crawling into him as he entered.
The closer he got to his seat, the more he seemed to be filled with excitement, being swept away by the crowds' ecstatic, "Bozu! Bozu! Bozu!". When he arrived to where his ticket specified, he was surprised to find himself jumping with the crowd, his excitement propelling his legs and arms to move to the rhythm the crowd had found.
Since no one he knew particularly liked Umibozu, he was always forced to attend these concerts alone, and upon arriving, nervousness and wariness crept on him, keeping him from enjoying the concerts. Now, he had someone with him, who he knew would watch his back from whatever dangers came to his mind. Even if that someone was a strange female giant who he knew nothing about.
Smiling, he looked beside him at-
nothing.
And the noise of the concert hall slammed down onto him with a new perspective.
To Be Continued
A/N: I've been working on this since FEBRUARY LAST YEAR. Does this even make any sense? AU Prologue and Chapter 2 are being written as I upload this. Please reveiw!