He thinks he's so cool
Chapter 5
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It's a nice day and Michi looks lovely in her sundress. She's sitting poolside reading one of those trashy romance novels she's obsessed with and I'm draped lazily on the hammock. We've been considering going on vacation, but our little home is just as wonderful. I shuffle the paper I'm absently reading and fold it closed, glimpsing at the front page.
"Oi, Michi, the war's over." "Oh, yes," she says absentmindedly, "I think I heard something about that." I huff and sit up. "It's funny how introverted Tokyo is." Michi looks up from her novel and smiles. "We have our own problems here in Tokyo. Youma attacks, saving the Earth from evil, making sure the very seams of time aren't torn asunder. Earth's war with her colonies was never our concern."
I shrug and push the thought out of my mind. But another one enters. Four months. That's how long he's been gone. Michi sits next to me on the cot. "It's so beautiful today," she purrs as she nuzzles my neck. Those damn novels always get her going. "Not now, Michi." I kiss her quickly and stand to leave.
"Still thinking of him?" she replies with sympathy. "It's hard not to," I admit. She hugs me from behind and I feel her hands work their way into my shirt. "He's not here, but I am. Let's enjoy our time together, eh Ruka?" She nips at my neck and caresses my stomach and chest. I turn and catch her by the waist. I carry her into our house, into our room.
Is it wrong to think of him while I'm touching her, and is it wrong to scream her name as I whisper his? We make love and I'm happy. I am ashamed. Michi laughs and tells me not to worry so much. "I love you, Ruka," she sighs in the afterglow of lovemaking. "I love you too, Michi." She begins to dress and I do the same. She grabs me by the wrist and crushes me in a sloppy embrace. "Ruka, I hope he comes back. Our love might be eternal, but you need him too, eh?" "Yeah…" I sigh.
Tokyo doesn't change. I walk around the Juuban Shopping Center as I decide that. The same shops, the same restaurants, the same people. I wander into my usual bookstore and browse the manga section. It's a guilty little indulgence. I am still ashamed about earlier, I need this now. I flip through one of the newest and lose myself in the story. I imagine it's a funny site to see a grown woman so involved in a comic.
From behind, I hear a chuckle that warms my entire body. "Aren't you a little old for manga?" I won't look. I refuse to turn. I'll just concentrate on my manga and everything will be fine. Hands grab my shoulders and I'm turned around. He's so beautiful and smiling and I should kill him! I open my mouth but all that comes out is, "I love you!"
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