Miku was in her room, reading a book, she turned on the TV. Today there was a documentary about the shrine they had been. Miku placed her book on the desk and went to the kitchen to get some milk. It was still morning. Then, suddenly the phone rang. Miku went to pick it up.
"Hello?" She said rather shyly.
"Miku?" A female voice could be heard through the phone. It was undoubtedly Luka. Miku widened her eyes, and flustered, she remembered what had happened the last time she saw Luka.
"Miku? Are you there?" Luka asked concerned.
"Y… yes" Miku said while smiling uncomfortably.
Luka was lying in her couch, thinking about Miku. She didn't really know what to do. One thing was for sure. Luka had feelings for Miku, feelings of romantic love. But, how about Miku? What did she feel about Luka? Was she in love with her? Just confused? Curious? Was Miku's love completely platonic? Luka was thinking about all this until her stress took over her. She didn't know what to do! Confess or not confess? She needed more signs from Miku so, she had to identify them… and in order to do so… she had to see her so… "I'll just call her for now…" Luka thought.
Now Miku was one the subway, staring at her phone, it was 04:00 p.m, half an hour before her appointment with Luka. Or was it a date? "No way, no way!" Miku thought.
Then, Miku found herself waiting in front of the station. She looked at her watch. It was 4:26 p.m. Miku's heart skipped a beat. She sighed and waited patiently. She looked back at her watch. It was already 4:30 p.m. Miku widened her eyes and she started getting nervous. Luka would come anytime. Miku started looking around but there was any sign of Luka. Miku looked at the sky when suddenly; she felt a touch in her shoulder. She looked behind and there was Luka. Miku smiled and Luka smiled back.
"How have you been?" Luka asked.
"Umm… fine, and you?" Miku replied.
"Fine too." Luka smiled. She appeared to be calm, however, deep inside she was nervous and anxious. Luka was more insecure that what she appeared to be.
"You can do it!" Luka suddenly heard a voice behind her, she turned around. It was a cat, it waved its pawn and then it disappeared. Luka stared at it dumbfounded.
"Is everything okay, Luka-senpai?" Miku asked worried.
"Y… yes, I'm okay." Luka smiled uncomfortably. What had that just been?
After that, Miku suggested they go to a nice library cafeteria. It was like an old, elegant an even somehow gothic library where people could read any book they wanted and at the same time, drink their coffee or refreshment. They sat in one of the empty tables. It actually seemed that the place was really tranquil. Luka took a sip of her coffee and closed her eyes then she left the cup in the table and stared right at Miku who blushed intensely in response. Luka knew that she wasn't feeling emotionally well and Miku was starting to take notice of that. "Luka-senpai are you okay?" "Luka-senpai, are you really okay?" she kept repeating. Luka didn't know what to do anymore. She took Miku by the hand (after paying) and ran. She reached a rooftop. Miku was baffled.
"Luka-senpai… what's this about?" She asked.
"I don't know, I don't know anymore, what should I do?" Luka said confused. Miku didn't understand. Luka proceeded.
"Okay, look." She held her shoulders. "I umm…" She let her shoulders go.
"What's wrong?" Miku asked, with a comforting smile. It probably gave strength lo Luka.
"Miku, I… at first didn't really care about you…"
"Umm… well… I think I knew… more or less…" Miku replied.
"But now, my feelings have changed." Luka said determined.
"I want to spend more time with you and… I want to be with you and… have you close to me." Miku blushed but Luka didn't hold back. "You can be a bit shy at first, but you are very caring and sweet and…" Luka said determined. Miku smiled timidly. "I love you, Miku." Luka finally said as the wind waved her hair.
"Umm… Umm… I love you too, Luka-senpai." Miku answered slightly confused and shy. Luka was left with her mouth hanging open.
"No, not like that…" she started. "I mean that I love you, you know, romantic love…" Luka said a bit embarrassed this time.
"Oh I get it." Miku said. "Eh? Wait… what? You l… l… love me?"
"That's what I'm trying to tell you!" Luka answered rather angrily.
"Oh… Uh… Umm… I… I am actually… confused about what I feel for you… I'm not really sure of whether… I… umm…" Miku stared at her feet.
"Oh, I get it." Luka smiled, a bit relieved that she wasn't at least rejected. "Well, will you tell me when you find out?" Luka asked.
"Y… yes I will… Could we… umm… go on da… dates…? I think that would help me to find it out…" Miku trembled.
"Yes, of course!" Luka answered cheerfully as she hugged Miku. Miku hugged Luka back and then smiled peacefully.
Once again they ended up in Luka's apartment, again her couch or bed. Miku was feeling uncomfortable again.
"Ah…" Luka sighed "I feel a déjà vu now…" She sat close to Miku and touched her cheek with a cold can of orange juice. Miku widened her eyes, causing Luka to giggle. It was a calm summer night, the door to the terrace was opened and the semi-transparent curtain was waving in the wind. It smelled like summer, or at least that's what Miku thought. "But how to explain how summer smells like?" she thought.
"Hey." Miku's thoughts were interrupted. Luka opened the can and poured some juice in the glass. Miku could hear the sound of the gas. "There is no point in being together if you feel so uncomfortable." Remarked Luka a bit sad, but at the same time trying to sound comforting in order to avoid pressuring Miku.
"Umm…" Miku couldn't say anything and Luka had already wrapped her arms around her.
"Hey, don't worry." Luka gave her a slightly sad smile. Miku put her hands over Luka's arms smiled. Luka touched Miku's cheek with the can again and Miku smiled her. Luka leaned a bit, and surprisingly enough Miku placed a kiss on Luka's cheek. The older girl blushed and then grinned.
This is then end of the story. I hope you liked it. Maybe the end wasn't really interesting, but at least it had to end somehow... I just hope you found it relaxing... maybe...
