Shido had been to Riho's apartment before, but only when he and Yayoi picked Riho up to go somewhere. He glanced at the couch then back at her, the awkwardness had defiantly not passed. The acute silence between them didn't help either. For once he actually wished fro Guni's blunt commentary, well he wished for it somewhat but not completely.
"I better close the windows now or else I'll forget to do it before morning." Shido watched Riho pull down the first one and release the curtains. He was anxious with nothing to do himself.
"I'll get the other one." The cool night breeze brushed his face, before he pulled down the glass.
"I have one more to get in the bedroom." She disappeared into another room. Shido adjusted the curtains so they hung in front of the window properly. Since Riho hadn't emerged he went to the door. The room only had the one window, which Riho stood in front of. He leaned against the doorway allowing his eyes to roam. Just like in the living room she had not turned the light on yet, but vampire eyes could see well in the dark. He could just make out her dressers, nightstand, and bed.
"This one always gets stuck."
"You want me to help you with that?"
"No I got it." She tugged on it a few more times. He shook his head and walked up behind her.
"Here, let me get that." He reached over her and pulled it shut.
"Thanks! I'll take care of the curtains! Go sit down on the couch!" She gave him a little shove and shooed him out of her room. Perhaps its not proper for me to be in her bedroom? He plopped down on the sofa feeling awkward and anxious again. On either side of the couch was a table with a lamp. He turned a lamp on and found pictures of Riho's family on the table. Upon flicking on the other he found pictures of Riho's high school friends. I wonder if she has any pictures of Yayoi, Guni or I framed? Curiosity killed the cat, but he wasn't feline and he was immortal and anxious so it seemed like a good activity. After a quick scan of the living room, he found only more pictures of her family. He was rather disappointed and not for the lack of Yayoi and Guni pictures. He sat down on the couch once more and wondered what was keeping Riho. As if on cue, she plopped down next to him.
"You want to watch TV?" Riho asked.
"No, not really."
"Oh." The awkward silence ensued.
"Maybe I ought to get going."
"Do you have to go already?" Riho sat up straight looking at him with enormous eyes. "I, um" she looked frantically at the remote on the table and back at him and spoke with her words almost jumbled together, "There's a marathon of old movies on tonight. I haven't seen most of them..." then she added more quietly, "My mother use to love them".
"I could stay for one or two I guess." She beamed. Riho switched on the television with the remote and in the same movement somehow ended up closer to him. Old movies didn't really interest Shido, mostly because he had seen them when they were 'new' movies. In the beginning he was more aware of the how the light from the TV flickered in the room than the actual show. He was definitely aware of Riho and glad that Guni hadn't come along on their walk.
He put his arm on the back of the sofa. Yeah, he really did feel like the one with the high school crush. Riho didn't seem to notice, but then she didn't seem to notice when she began to lean more against his chest than the couch. The movie was a romance, it should have made it more romantic, but instead it made him feel nervous and clumsy.
Shido's muscles tensed as feared that if he moved a hair she would realize how near she was and how much of their bodies were touching. He became absorbed in wondering how the movie's star appeared so confident, and how he himself shouldn't move, that he nearly jumped right off the couch when Riho's hand brushed his. Shido blushed and Riho gave him a smile before turning back to the television. She looked so incredibly young, but then she always would look young. He realized she was doing this 'flirting' thing better than he was. Maybe she has dated before? That was a crazy thought, and if she had, he didn't want to know. Perhaps girls are just born better at it? He jumped slightly when her hand brushed his again, but this time he grasped her smaller one, half smiled to himself and wrapped his arm around her. Riho snuggled closer to his chest. I'll watch as many old movies as she wants if I can sit here like this.