It had been over a week since Mikoto had arrived back from the vampire kingdom. she fell back into her everyday routine. She would show up at class in the mornings. Then meeting Kuroko, Uiharu and Ruiko in the afternoons. They'd sit back and drink tea and laugh, chatting, enjoying their spare time together.
A stream of letters arrived from Anastasia. Beautifully written on green colored gekota themed paper. The words composed, the emotions visible with each stroke of the pen.
As she went over the words, her eyes mellow and her cheeks flushed. The words pulling her near to Anastasia. Her lips curled into an innocent smile as each word told her of Anastasia day and the rising anxiety of missing her.
She laughed quietly, overlooking the grumbling, the discontent of a certain friend, gnawing on the sheet of her bed. She was kneeling by the bed, scowling. Kuroko's eyes, like lasers, burned holes into the letter. The envelope drenched in Anastasia's fragrance. Kuroko, smelling it, glowering.
"Sissy!" She moaned, smearing her face across the blankets like a nervous puppy, "please… Sissy…"
"We should get something to eat…" She peeked up, her eyes imploring, nodding her head, "then I'll secretly teleport and do away with the letter." She snickered, tightening her eyes. "She'd be terribly distressed. She'll collapse into my arms." Kuroko squeezed her eyes narrow, snickering. She rolled across the bed, the blanket twisting around her like a crepes, her head sticking out of the end.
Mikoto glanced over the letter, shaking her head.
"Does she have any sense we can hear her?" Little Misaka spoke.
Little Misaka resulted from the royal vampire blood combine with mikoto's human blood. She would guide mikoto into vampire world. For some obscure reason this one was a little mischievous and noisy. Anastasia had cautioned her; it would take up on the inclination of the host. She, Little Misaka would be influenced by Mikoto Misaka.
"Oh!" Kuroko spoke, her head popping out of the blanket, "there's a new café." She nodded, "hot-baked breads, desserts, coffee everything." She sat up, holding the blanket close, covering up her head.
"All this week, free samples with the purchase of a large drink." She let her legs over the bed. "everybody claims it's great… Especially the little morsels and cookies."
Mikoto looked over the edge of the letter, twisting her lip. She considered and then nodded.
"Sweets…" Little Misaka spoke, "I'm in…"
"Don't you have judgment?" Mikoto asked, setting the letter on the bed.
"yes." Kuroko jumped up on the floor, letting the blanket drop to the ground.
"AAAAHHH, My eyes!" Little Misaka yelled.
Mikoto imagined the small girl rolling on the floor with her hands hiding her eyes, crying.
"Kuroko!" mikoto shouted thinning her eyes, shaking her head, "get used to it." She mumbled.
Kuroko was wearing close to nothing for underwear. Two pieces of string and material covered her rump. Even smaller pieces of material and string covered her barely breast. Kuroko made a few suggestive movements as she sauntered over to the closet to get dressed.
"girls don't walk that way…" little Misaka sighed.
"The café sounds great…" Mikoto spoke, pleased at the possibility of being left alone.
Since mikoto had arrived from the vampire kingdom. She hardly ever alone.
When Kuroko wasn't working judgement, or in school. She was by her side. Kuroko swarmed in on her, like an excited puppy. Her lips pursing with kisses, wrapping her arms, clinging to her tight.
Mikoto sighed, feeling a little responsible. She could her Kuroko's heart beating, her excited worried sigh, concern in her eyes. That her sissy may not ever come back home.