In which Midorima Shintarou gets annoyed by a sudden call.
Midorima Shintarou squints at his ringing phone. He doesn't recognize the number, yet whoever this was had been calling him all day. Of course with school and practice in session there was no time to manage the calls. But now, sitting in front of the desk in his room, the green-haired boy reluctantly pressed Receive and brought the device next to his left ear.
"Hello?"
"Shin-kun?"
A familiar feminine voice – all too familiar – much to his annoyance. The previously cooped up tension rapidly drained from Midorima's face.
"Oh. It's just you nanodayo."
"…."
"…."
"SHIN-KUN! Is that brain dead greeting considered normal between friends?!"
Midorima sighs, slowly growing annoyed, "Are we even friends nanodayo?"
"So cruel! I've missed you so much and this is what I get for trying to rekindle our weakened-by-distance bonds?!" Midorima picks the sobbing sounds that followed, which are obviously faked. It gave him a brief pause, him realizing it was almost a year since they last conversed.
"It's not my fault a certain someone forgot to give her new number," he says.
"Ah yes, that was a mistake-"
"Just admit that you're stupid nanodayo."
"Why you! You give me too little – or too much – credit Shin-kun. It wasn't my fault I got mugged."
He felt a little bad. Oh yeah, there was a mugging incident that he only heard about from the girl's grandparents next door.
"Hey...Are you free this Sunday?"
Midorima thinks for a moment. He has practice that weekend, and was never the type to skip. He just replies, "Are you coming home nanodayo?" Somehow the one on the other end knew he said no, but if she hasn't changed – it doesn't matter.
"Can you pick me up at the airport? You see, I have too much stu-"
"No." The sudden cut-off was as flat and final as the boy could muster. A year ago, he was forced to see her off by his mother. But he was more of a baggage boy than anything - an hour of hell. And he'd rather not experience it again.
"…GEEZ! Oh well, that part of the plan failed."
Midorima cringed, "Don't tell me there's more nanodayo."
"You'll be surprised- I'm just joking. That's it Shin-kun. Come on, I just missed you s'all. Grandpa and grandma seems to be asleep already so there's only you to pester haha. Anyways, what school are you going to?"
"Shutoku."
"...Where is that?"
An exasperated sigh, "Tokyo nanodayo."
"Drat. What a shame! I'm going to enroll in some place in Kyoto."
Though fully comfortable, Midorima shifts in his chair.
"You're staying nanodayo?"
"Yup."
"I thought you said you were going to graduate in England."
"Changed my mind."
"Ah."
"Wondering why?"
"Not really nanodayo."
"I'm completely healed now."
He checks the clock – 10:46 P.M. His hands unconsciously move to touch a pile of homework he wanted to finish by 11.
"Come on, be happy for me dear neighbor."
Suddenly he felt too tired, the impatience making him check the clock again. 10:48 PM. Two minutes? Damn.
"Look, Miwa. Good for you nanodayo, but I have homework to finish-"
He hears an exaggerated sigh, "Then it's goodbye for now. Sorry to disturb you at this late hour."
"Then don't pester me if you're going to be sorry for it nanodayo."
"Haha. But really though, it was great to hear your voice. I'm hoping your face now matches it."
"?!"
"Bye!"
-beeeeeeeeeeeeep-
"Brat!"
Exasperated, Midorima almost slams down his phone to the desk. Back then, she would poke fun at the apparent 'mismatch' between his voice and physical features - aspects that never bothered him before she apparently noticed.
Oh he dreaded the upcoming weekend. Midorima silently hoped Miwa doesn't feel the need to stop by her grandparents' house. It was already 3 weeks in the new school year. Why in heaven's name was she transferring in late anyway?
Author note: A somewhat different version of this story can also be read in Quotev, link: story/9233081/Icarus . There, I took a very time-convoluted approach which came about because of my scatterbrained thoughts. Here in fanfiction, I have every intent on posting a more streamlined plot.
