"Umm… I remembered." Haruka said quietly as he held out the small pair of sunglasses. They were slim, green tinted, and had a small Hawaiian flower etched into the far glass of the left lens. She could tell when he held them out, that they were expensive. Yura was taken a back and blushed deeply just as he was. "I remembered how you got nervous, so I thought sunglasses would help. Last time…"
"It was horrible until I lost my contacts. Thank you Haruka-san, but, I can't accept these. They're far too expensive." Yura said declining them. Suddenly Q-ta burst in the room and immediately latched on to Yura in a bear hug. He was lucky Mizorogi wasn't around.
"What's with the sun glasses, Haruka?" He asked pointing to them. "They're a little girly don't you think?"
"Yea, they're Yura's, she dropped them on the way in and I was just returning them." Haruka said knowing he had just won. Q-ta quickly took them from his twin and thanked him. Without much fighting from Yura, Q-ta forced the sunglasses on Yura. Through a green tint she saw a warm smile, and than a cold one.
"Would you please drop my client?" Mizorogi had walked into the room with Mura on his heels. "That's not very professional conduct."
Yura quickly broke from him and began apologizing profusely. Her Sachou patted her on the head and told her it was alright. Dia walked passed them all with Aki right behind him. She however quickly broke and went over to Q-ta. "Hiya."
"Hi…" Grumbled Q-ta than quickly ignored her. "I was just hugging her, it's not as if I was going to do anything else. I respect her more than that and I think she knows that, in fact I know she knows that. So why don't you just back off for once?"
"I did, the other day, remember?" Mizorogi reminded him. He quickly moved Yura to the end seat and sat next to her blocking the rest of the seats from being around her. Yura kept apologizing but Mizorogi insisted it was alright. "By the way, where did you get those sunglasses from, I don't think I've seen them before."
Q-ta raised an eyebrow than shot a dirty look at his brother. Haruka didn't look at him, he calmly sat down smiling. Q-ta took the seat next to him and leaned over, "I'm on to you. That's cheating."
~*~
"I'm starting to wonder if we should keep your future projects top secret. It seems those two always find a way of getting into it." Mizorogi said sliding his glasses up on his face as they walked out of the back of the building to see Nanase by the back door. He was dressed in a suit with a large green umbrella in hand. There was a crack of lightning behind the glass; it made Yura jump the glasses falling off her face.
"I'll get that Yura-pon." Nanase quickly snatched them from the floor and pulled out a handkerchief to wipe them off with. "You should be careful with these, they look expensive."
"I'm sorry, I'm just… I don't very much like lightning." Yura said quietly. Another flash went off and the young actress found herself gripping onto the sleeve of her manager. Mizorogi looked down at her. She noticed and let go. "Sorry, it scares me."
"It won't hit you, the cars two feet from the door." Nanase said trying to clam her down. It didn't help much. The door opened and Nanase stepped outside popping the umbrella open. Holding the building door open and holding the car open Yura looked at it. She took a deep breath and darted towards the car.
With her heart beating faster, Yura pounced over the two foot leap and landed head first in the backseat. Nanase angled the umbrella in his mouth and began clapping. He stopped and spit the umbrella out. "I didn't know you were planning on becoming an action star, Yura-pon. That'd be awesome, fighting off bad guys and strutting around in all these bad ass costumes!"
"I'm not, ow…" Yura said quietly. Mizorogi quickly walked over and helped her sit up. He moved onto the seat next to her and heard the door close. "I had a rough landing Sachou…"
"Here, let me see." Mizorogi brushed her bangs up to see a large bruise. "Doesn't look that bad, but at least you have bangs."
"Did you hurt yourself, Yura-pon." Nanase said getting in. He closed the umbrella and sat it in the passenger seat. He turned around and looked at her. "Want me to kiss it and make it feel better?"
"No, I'll be fine." Yura said and straightened herself up so it looked like nothing had happened. She smiled and placed her hands in her lap. "Say, Nanase-san, why are you all dressed up?"
"Why are you dressed up? Do you have a date?" Mizorogi asked.
"No, we had a function at school today. Had to bring a suit." Nanase said turning around. He threw on his seat belt, adjusted the mirrors and smiled. "So…"
"You should get out more, you know. It's not healthy for a man of your age to spend all day cleaning my apartment." Mizorogi said.
"Well… I did meet someone, but they're really busy, they're in show biz like Yura-pon. Not here a lot, you know. Now, where are we off too?" Nanase said very loudly. Yura could tell he was uncomfortable with the converstation.
"The ice cream parlor." Yura smiled like it was nothing. Mizorogi looked at her. "I think we should go get some ice cream, than when I'm not eating it I can stick the bowl against my forehead."
"Alright than, to the ice cream parlor." Mizorogi agreed and Nanase took off quickly out of the back parking lot. The car ride remained silent the entire way across town to a ice cream parlor that was quite out of the way and yet close to their home.
Nanase got out first with the umbrella and opened the door smiling. "No extreme darting, alright?"
"Okay." Yura smiled and quickly walked out of the car and into the small shop. She waited by the shops edge as Mizorogi and Nanase came in. Yura grabbed Nanase hand and dragged him over to the counter. "So what are you getting?"
"I don't know; I don't really eat ice cream all that much." He said scratching his head. Nanase looked over the options and pointed down to the end. "Look, they have an Udon flavor!"
"Seriously?" Yura asked and went to see the bizarre flavor. "I'm kind of scared to get it though. What if it's weird?"
They both had a laugh and seemed to forget that their Sachou was in the back of the parlor. Mizorogi sat down at a table near the entrance and watched the two interact and make fun of the stranger flavors. 'Just like siblings' he commented in his head.
After a few minutes a girl came out from the back apologizing the wait. "We just got a new slushy machine. I was trying it out."
"What flavors do you have?" Yura asked and was directed to a small sign. It read 'Slushies! Try our Blueberry, Cherry and Strawberry Delights.' Yura thought for a second and turned to Nanase, "Do you want one?"
"I'll take the cherry."
"I'll take two strawberries." Yura asked and the girl went inside the back again. Nanase nudged her with his elbow. "Hm?"
"Why are you getting two? You're not on some stupid diet are you?" Yura shook her head and looked over the counter at all the flavors of frozen cream again. "It's for Sachou?"
"We can't leave him out." She said and watched as the slushies were brought out in a tray. "Nanase, look at the cups, they've got little cherries and strawberries on them. It's so cute."
"The slushy company sends them, I love them too." The girl said and quickly rang them up. Nanase pair and they went back to the table where Mizorogi was and sat down. Yura shoved the second strawberry slushy at him waking him from a daze. "It's strawberry."
"Thank you." He said still somewhat out of it. He watched as Nanase and Yura began talking. Most of it was inconsequential to him until they got to Gymnastics. Nanase smiled, "So what can you do now?"
"Well, I can stand on my hands! I can even walk a couple steps before I fall over. I can also do the thing where you run and jump and put your hands on the beam and than fall over." Yura said trying to remember what part of the gymnastics she could do without falling over. "I'm not really any good at it yet."
"It takes time. You have that class for several more months, you'll get better." Mizorogi interrupted. He took a sip of his slushy and set it down starring off.
"Hey, Sachou, what's wrong?" Nanase asked. He just shook his head, the key to Yura's diary in his pocket.
