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Chapter 12: Study Session – Part I
I inspect the painting carefully, deciding whether I want to make any last minute changes. Pleased, I smile and get up to clean off my brushes. I'll have to remember to bring in a carrying case for the painting tomorrow. I say good bye to Soujirou and my other friends, and head out the door. I suddenly stop in my tracks when I notice that Mishima is waiting for me there, which is unusual.
"Kamina-kun?"
"Yes, Mishima?"
"I was wondering, well, if you've started studying for the big math exam that's next Monday?"
I put my hand behind my head in embarrassment, I actually forgot all about that one. "Well, I probably should have…"
I notice she's no longer looking at me but at the window, and she seems to be moving around nervously.
"You see, I was wondering, if, maybe you'd like to study together on Sunday. After all, I think that we could help each other out, though I understand if you'd just think it was a nuisance…"
I can't believe she's asking me this, how great, an opportunity to spend time with her!
"I, I think that sounds like a great idea. Ah, that reminds me of something important. Let's meet at my house!"
She suddenly looks back at me again and stops moving.
"Why, Kamina-kun?"
I smile at her and respond, "That's a secret." She first seems surprised, but then smiles.
"Did, did you want to invite Hiroko and Torigai-kun, Kamina-kun?"
I can't help but display a look of disgust.
"Ugh, no. I've studied with them before. Mamoru spends most of his time on his cell phone talking to friends and Asahina spends her time flipping through magazines. Believe me, it's a waste of time!"
Mishima laughs, and says "Ok, I think it's better if it's just the two of us then."
"How about we meet at my house at 1:30 pm on Sunday, Mishima?"
"Sounds good to me."
My alarm goes off surprising me. Why? It's Sunday, the only day I get to sleep in! I can't believe I set it accidentally. As I go to turn it off, I stop in mid-action, remembering why this Sunday is very different from the previous ones. Mishima! Mishima is coming today! My previous frustration quickly forgotten, I bound of bed and get ready.
"Good morning, Ayato."
"Morning, Mom and Dad. Oh, I wanted to let you know, I have a friend coming over to study today."
"Really? Mamoru-kun?" my mother asks.
"Well, actually, no, someone else."
My mother gives me a strange look, while my father eats his breakfast disinterestedly.
"Well, her name…" I start.
"Her name?" my mother says, surprised.
"Yes, as I was saying, her name is Mishima, Mishima Haruka." Strangely, she looks really unhappy.
"I don't remember giving you permission to date, Ayato."
"It's not a date! She's coming here to study!"
My father finally looks up from
his breakfast and smiles at my mother.
"Maaya, there's nothing wrong with that, right?" My mother gives him a scowl, but then sighs.
"All right, all right."
"Thanks Mom and Dad! Oh, I'm leaving
for a while."
"Leaving, aren't you going to have breakfast, and where are you going, Ayato?" my mother asks, sounding surprised.
"I'm not hungry, but thanks. I'm going out to get some snacks and drinks for the study session."
I hear my father chuckling and look over at him.
"What's so funny?"
"Nothing, nothing." I give him an angry look, but am too happy about the afternoon to stay mad for long. I grab my wallet and run out the door, aiming to go to the nearest convenience store.
I pace back and forth in the snack aisle, trying to remember what kinds of snacks Mishima likes. I remember one time she offered me a Pocky stick. She drinks ramune a lot, and there were these cookies I saw her eating once. It's settled then, I'll get those. I make my purchases, and swing the bag back and forth in anticipation as I make my way for home.
It's 1:30, and here I am, looking stupid as I sit anxiously waiting for the doorbell. The drinks and snacks were set out long ago in my room, and re-arranged multiple times.
I hear the door bell ringing, and jump and shout, "I'll get it." I start to run towards the door, but quickly slow my pace so I don't look too anxious. I open the door to see a smiling Mishima. She looks really cute, with a white top with somewhat puffy sleeves and a blue ribbon interlaced in the fabric around the neckline, with the ribbon tied in the front, and a blue short skirt with matching sandals. I know I'm blushing despite my attempts not to do so.
"Hello, Kamina-kun! I'm sorry I'm a little late."
"No, no problem, Mishima, thanks for coming."
"Thanks for inviting me!"
"Please come in."
"Thanks!"
She enters and takes off her shoes. I've set out an extra pair of slippers for her, I didn't know what size she was, so I just picked one of my mom's.
"Here, I'll show you to my
room." I grab her hand unknowingly to
lead her away, and she stares up at me and seems to be blushing. I quickly realize the cause, and jerk my
hand away.
"Oh, I'm so sorry, Mishima." What an
idiot, I can't believe I did that!
"It's, it's not a problem, Kamina-kun," she says while looking down.
Still blushing, I stutter, "So, so, let's go then."
"Ok."
We enter my room and I place her books on the floor.
"Oh, Mishima, I think it would be a good idea if I introduced you to my parents."
"That's fine."
"Ok, they're in the family room."
"Sure, I'll follow you."
We walk out of the room, with me in the lead, and enter the family room.
"Mom, Dad, this is Mishima
Haruka."
"Mishima, my parents."
My father gets up quickly and moves towards Haruka, smiling as always.
"Why, hello, Haruka-chan. What a pleasure to meet you."
"It's very nice to meet you, too." Mishima responds with a smile.
I notice my mother has not moved and looks slightly angry. She finally moves closer and bows slightly before Mishima.
"Welcome to our home, Haruka-chan."
Mishima looks a little uneasy as she looks at my mom, but then bows. I knew my mother would make this difficult!
"Thank you so much for allowing me to be here."
While my dad proceeds to ask Mishima a million questions, my mother exits the room without stating a reason and it seems she's not going to talk with us for the remainder of Mishima's visit.
Next ChapterStudy Session: Part II
