"You can see Hyoutei from here!" An excited voice exclaimed.
Well that voice must have some killer eye sight because Jirou certainly couldn't see anything that remotely resembled Hyoutei. Still he squinted trying to discern it from the cluster of buildings that was the rest of Tokyo.
"Jirou-senpai?" The voice asked. He turned his attention to the little girl standing next to him. She was pointing at one of those big binoculars that the tower rented for 50 yen per 10 minutes. An amused smile appeared on her face as she stepped down and offered him her position at the eye pieces.
Obviously, with the telescope, you really could see Hyoutei from Tokyo Tower even through all the gray and brown smog hovering close to the ground. Jirou too smiled as he took his gaze from the sight of his school barely discernable through the polluted atmosphere of the big city. Luckily they were up pretty high. the pollution wasn't really that bad up here.
And Tsukino seems to like it. At the moment she was trying to tempt a few birds with a handful of peanuts. Leaning as far on the raling as she could possibly reach, she nearly blended with the sky.
Oh, he had persuaded her to buy two dresses. One of which he had also managed to cajole her into wearing. It was the sky blue one with the lacy white trim. There was a soft smile on her face, vastly different from the confident smirk she wore most of the time. It changed her face completely.
"So, a girl after all," he found himself whispering. "But only when happy."
---Scene Change---
They were now walking through Jirou's favorite park. It wasn't particularly big or famous, but it was pretty enough. It was also the most serene and peaceful place Jirou knew.
He gradually fell behind her and watched as she wandered around the rainbow of flowers planted along the walkway. Still she was always wary of him, and never once left his line of sight.
This is how it should be, Jirou thought. She looked wrong normally, always with that note book in hand, always sneaking around, always so unaturally efficient, so conservative, always jealously calculating and recalculatign every move. It shouldn't be like that.
Jirou sat down on the first bench they came across. He was tired, not having sletp since midnight last night.
But it was worth every minute. He thought to himself. Today had been......enlightening.
She was walking back now framed in all her glory by the beaultiful scenery. He was glad she had allowed him to catch a glimse of her other side. Still, he only allowed his eyes to succumb to slumber when she was settled down beside him.
---Scene Change---
Hiyoshi had no idea what possessed him to come ot the neighborhood park today. He never came here. There was no reason to. He could always find a quiet relaxing enviroment at home if he wished to meditate or practice martial arts. It only had one path through which he could run or jog. This place didn't even have a tennis court. All the same, he found himself wandering the long way home from spending the day window shopping. He hadn't managed to find anything interesting he could wrap and call a present, so he was not in the best of moods.
Maybe that was why. The park provided relief for his eyes and a nice pocket of fresh air in the middle of all that pollution.
He did not expect to run into his senpai using some random girl as a pillow. Funny she seemed slightly frozen.
For a moment, Hiyoshi thought he recognized her from somewhere, maybe someone he saw on the street. But on closer inspection, she was completely unfamiliar.
No, wait, that wasn't entirely true. Her facial contruction was like that of his brat kouhai, same cheek bones, eye shape, cute button nose........wait where did that come from? Button nose, yes. Cute?
Hiyoshi called up a picture of the smirking brat in his mind. Cute? No, not him. She was though, very cute, especially when she was so flustered. Jirou senpai, as dead as he is to the surrounding world, probably had no idea how much grief he was giving his......date? Wow, that was unexpected. Who would have thought someone liek Jirou could nab a girl?
Hiyoshi figured he should rescue her anyway.
"You'll have to forgive him, he does that often." Hiyoshi moved over and propped the sleeping blond back onto the back of the bench. "Not his fault really, he's a narcoleptic."
"I noticed," she smiled. She was cute when she smiled too, Hiyoshi decided.
"I could drag him home for you if you want," he offered. "You'll stay till sunset at this rate."
"I'd better not leave him though." She answered. "Better make sure the date's over first. It's the least I could do. He's the one who bought me this dress."
"Really?" Hiyoshi was learning something new everyday. He would have never thought that Jirou senpai, messy, sleepy, unaware, Jirou senpai would have any sense in fashion. Then again, he would have never pegged Jirou senpai as the type to go on dates either. He just seems too detatched for that.
"Un" As she said that Jirou fell into her lap. She laughed slightly. "I need to at least thank him. He's stayed awake with me for 4 hours. Besides, I don't really mind I've had to wait longer for things."
"Longer?" Hiyoshi raised an eyebrow. "For what dare I ask?"
"Ever gotten a perm?" She asked innocently.
"No, why?" Something told Hiyoshi to put on his guard. At that moment, she reached up and took a lock of his hair between her thumb and forefinger.
"Your hair is very straight for hair so thick." The girl commented. "And an unusual color. Are you sure you've never had a perm?"
Hiyoshi stared. Then he stared some more. Then he stared even more at that sweet innocent angelic little smile. This girl was evil. He decided. But then again, who was he to judge?
--scene change---
"Wake up sleepy head"Jirou tried to batt the offending hand away. He was tired darn it, and a tired Jirou was not a very happy Jirou at all.
"Jirou!" AkutagawaYumiko sighed as she tried once again to wake her only son. "At least wake up long enough to tell this young lady good bye."
Blinking, he sat up. Jirou faintly registered being on the bench when he fell asleep. Why was he in a limo now?
"A little lost?" Tsukino smiled from outside the window. "You mother stumbled on us when she went for a walk in the park. I'm going home now."
"Oh sorry." he smiled sheepishly. "So I'll see you Monday"
"Sure," she turned to walk away. "Goodnight."
"Goodnight. And don't worry my lips are sealed, even if I don't understand why."
"Thank you." And Jirou watched as she disappeared into the setting sun. He felt happy, he decided. He wasn't sure why, or of what, but he was pleased. As his eyes closed once more, the blonde planned their next outing together.
