What's On Your Mind?
This fic was actually kind of suggested by yite12, who agrees with me that Chiaki and Kotoha are an example of the classic "city boy meets country girl" or "rebel meets innocence" sort of couple. Thanks for the suggestion; I hope you like the end result!
I had originally set the timeline shortly after Act 8, "Brides Spirited Away," but having been reminded that Genta was not yet part of the team at the time, I decided that I could either take Genta out of the story or change the timeline. Since Genta is merely being mentioned and does not actually do anything in this story, I'm cutting any references to him. Apologies to any Genta fans out there.
Idoling! is a Japanese female idol group. One notable member of the group is Suzuka Morita, who portrayed Kotoha in Samurai Sentai Shinkenger. For the continuity of this story, of course, the two are completely separate entities.
Samurai Sentai Shinkenger and all related characters and references are the property of Toei of Japan. No infringement is implied or intended.
Chapter 1: Chiaki's POV
Crap. Why the hell am I still awake? I could be thinking of the next time I can get to the game center, or what I'll do tomorrow to try to surpass Takeru, or even if I'll have enough money for that Idoling! photo book soon, but no... the one thing I can't get out of my mind is that little girl from Kyoto who's asleep in the next room with Nee-san. Why is that?
Sometimes, I'm not sure why. On the surface, Kotoha Hanaori seems like just some naïve little country bumpkin, having never traveled out of the Kyoto countryside before now. She doesn't dress particularly fashionably, like Nee-san does, and she has that funny Kyoto accent. Okay, wait a minute; that accent's actually kind of cute.
When it comes to following Takeru, she's almost as bad as Ryunosuke with all that Tono-sama stuff. Again, she seems like she's just an innocent little goody two-shoes, but you know what? I actually think her innocence is refreshing. Nothing pretentious about her. No head games, no bullshit. Pretty much what you see is what you get.
I take it back; there's actually a lot more to Kotoha than meets the eye. She doesn't look it, but that girl can kick some serious ass. I know she kicked mine that one day at practice. I think that my pride was more hurt than my ass that day. And despite all that, she didn't gloat about beating me. She actually still thought of herself as a failure. What the hell is that? Doesn't she know just how awesome she is? Apparently not; she's been led to believe that she's stupid and useless, and that kind of breaks my heart.
I know how awesome she is, and I've told her that. I don't know if she believes me, but at least she didn't tell me to get bent (does she even know what that means, I wonder?). I think that she actually does wish that someone would tell her that she's not stupid. I'm more than glad to tell her that, and more.
I said before that her accent was kind of cute, but that's not the only part of her that is. She's got this shy smile that does something weird to me when she flashes it. And I don't want to seem like a pervert, but I like it when she wears those over-the-knee socks with shorts. That part of her thighs that shows when she dresses that way... something kind of sexy about that. And they're so soft and smooth, too. I'd never felt anything like that before... I wonder if I'll get another chance to carry her on my back again?
Aw, damn it, I've done it now. Real nice. I'd better turn over on my side in case Ryunosuke happens to wake up and see me like this… ow!
That last paragraph is part of the reason I decided to give this fic a T rating. Let's just say that Chiaki's pain is a… guy thing.
Kotoha's turn next!