[Seto Ringo]
Grey columns of trees and brush passed her by as she looked out of the limo's window. Things were so bland when she looked out of this window. It all looked the same. The people, the places, the streets, everything looked so similar out the window.
"It's so dull…"
Misaki's party seemed to be the only true thing that brightened her spirits up. She needed to get away from the media driven people and to just be with her friends. Times had changed from whence she had begun her career as an idol. She had to work, but not as hard as now, she had to keep up her status as one of the most popular idols in all Japan.
She held Misaki's gift in her lap and smiled. Misaki was so lucky. She was very popular, but in a different way. She had millions of fans of course, but she was allowed to have her true friends follow her around.
'Unlike me…'
Ahira Maki was the one she left behind in Okinawa. She was her best friend up until her startum as a national super idol. They rarely wrote to each other, but when they did their messages were usually short or cut off, neither having the time to write a full fledged letter. She was busy with college entrance exams, Ringo busy with tour business.
Ringo smiled sadly, the party would definitely cheer her up and when she's done she'll write a long novel length letter to Maki. She tell her how much fun she's having and how much she wants to just go home and be a normal teenager for once. Then tell Maki she's the most important thing in her life.
[Mihara Oujirou]
Misaki was always so fun to be around, but not as fun as her friend, Tamayo. Things had taken course for what he saw was the best. He had a girlfriend; Misaki had a boyfriend, though she would never admit to it. Always trying to be the innocent little girl; that could be just genetic considering her mother's supposed social phobia. Things were going quite well as far as things went.
Misaki's party seemed hopeful for all her friends' support in the coming battles. If she was going to get far she would need their help and guidance. Misaki was very strong and it may have also been in her mother's genes this happened because her mother was the raining champion. But things had a way of happening that no one could ever understand.
Oujirou smiled to himself. He remembered the first time he met his girlfriend. It was after one of Misaki's beautiful winning battles when the young Deus ran over to him and said a quick 'Hello.' Oujirou was about to greet her when the spirited Tamayo came and grabbed Misaki by the neck in a big hug. Kotarou stood nearby almost blushing with embarrassment. Tamayo, sensing Kotarou's uncomfortable mood, jumped him putting the poor boy into an impossible wrestling move. Tamayo gave a big grin to Misaki, who was blushing like mad, and tuned to me and introduced herself.
'Hi, I'm Tamayo, Misaki's personal confidante!'
I chuckled, 'I'm Mihara Oujirou. Nice to meet you Tamayo-san.'
'Chan, Tamayo-CHAN.'
'All right, Tamayo-chan.'
After that we all went out to the café. Misaki sat next to Tamayo as I sat next to Kotarou. We had a nice conversation about Mistake's latest match when the mentioned girl had to leave. Kotarou quickly asked to go with while Tamayo kept silent. Misaki asked why and Tamayo replied, 'Well, I to leave the happy couple alone for once, that's why!'
Misaki and Kotarou flushed a deep red and murmured some excuse to leave the table. Tamayo and I waved goodbye. We now were left alone. I have no idea who started the conversation first, but it was one of the best times I've had in my life. I consider that I haven't been very social for most of my life. Onii-chan has somewhat made sure of that. He's kept me in that place playing Angelic Layer ever since the game was created. Of course I enjoyed Angelic Layer, I just needed others companionship. And this did not include the all so wonderful fan club of mine.
Misaki was one of the first real friends I had. Tamayo was the first real girlfriend I have ever had. I thank Angelic Layer for it every day.
Hmmm… That reminds me. Onii-chan wanted some food from the picnic…
Grey columns of trees and brush passed her by as she looked out of the limo's window. Things were so bland when she looked out of this window. It all looked the same. The people, the places, the streets, everything looked so similar out the window.
"It's so dull…"
Misaki's party seemed to be the only true thing that brightened her spirits up. She needed to get away from the media driven people and to just be with her friends. Times had changed from whence she had begun her career as an idol. She had to work, but not as hard as now, she had to keep up her status as one of the most popular idols in all Japan.
She held Misaki's gift in her lap and smiled. Misaki was so lucky. She was very popular, but in a different way. She had millions of fans of course, but she was allowed to have her true friends follow her around.
'Unlike me…'
Ahira Maki was the one she left behind in Okinawa. She was her best friend up until her startum as a national super idol. They rarely wrote to each other, but when they did their messages were usually short or cut off, neither having the time to write a full fledged letter. She was busy with college entrance exams, Ringo busy with tour business.
Ringo smiled sadly, the party would definitely cheer her up and when she's done she'll write a long novel length letter to Maki. She tell her how much fun she's having and how much she wants to just go home and be a normal teenager for once. Then tell Maki she's the most important thing in her life.
[Mihara Oujirou]
Misaki was always so fun to be around, but not as fun as her friend, Tamayo. Things had taken course for what he saw was the best. He had a girlfriend; Misaki had a boyfriend, though she would never admit to it. Always trying to be the innocent little girl; that could be just genetic considering her mother's supposed social phobia. Things were going quite well as far as things went.
Misaki's party seemed hopeful for all her friends' support in the coming battles. If she was going to get far she would need their help and guidance. Misaki was very strong and it may have also been in her mother's genes this happened because her mother was the raining champion. But things had a way of happening that no one could ever understand.
Oujirou smiled to himself. He remembered the first time he met his girlfriend. It was after one of Misaki's beautiful winning battles when the young Deus ran over to him and said a quick 'Hello.' Oujirou was about to greet her when the spirited Tamayo came and grabbed Misaki by the neck in a big hug. Kotarou stood nearby almost blushing with embarrassment. Tamayo, sensing Kotarou's uncomfortable mood, jumped him putting the poor boy into an impossible wrestling move. Tamayo gave a big grin to Misaki, who was blushing like mad, and tuned to me and introduced herself.
'Hi, I'm Tamayo, Misaki's personal confidante!'
I chuckled, 'I'm Mihara Oujirou. Nice to meet you Tamayo-san.'
'Chan, Tamayo-CHAN.'
'All right, Tamayo-chan.'
After that we all went out to the café. Misaki sat next to Tamayo as I sat next to Kotarou. We had a nice conversation about Mistake's latest match when the mentioned girl had to leave. Kotarou quickly asked to go with while Tamayo kept silent. Misaki asked why and Tamayo replied, 'Well, I to leave the happy couple alone for once, that's why!'
Misaki and Kotarou flushed a deep red and murmured some excuse to leave the table. Tamayo and I waved goodbye. We now were left alone. I have no idea who started the conversation first, but it was one of the best times I've had in my life. I consider that I haven't been very social for most of my life. Onii-chan has somewhat made sure of that. He's kept me in that place playing Angelic Layer ever since the game was created. Of course I enjoyed Angelic Layer, I just needed others companionship. And this did not include the all so wonderful fan club of mine.
Misaki was one of the first real friends I had. Tamayo was the first real girlfriend I have ever had. I thank Angelic Layer for it every day.
Hmmm… That reminds me. Onii-chan wanted some food from the picnic…