I just skipped the S.P. show because I really wanted to get going with the story. This is directly after the show. I might flashback to it in future chapters if I think it necessary. Thanks for reviewing. You readers are the best complimenters (if spell check will let me get away with it…) ever!
Disclaimer: I don't own Beauty Pop or any of its characters.
Narumi's POV
I can't believe Mussy Head was so…concerned. I wonder if she's on drugs…
"That was a good show, Kiri-chan! Good idea with the announcements!" Kei shouted from next to me. The S.P. team was so big now, that we nearly took up the whole width of the hall.
Good idea? Mussy Head came up with a good idea?
"Yes, me Kirity. You saved the show with your idea!" Iori agreed loudly.
What idea?!
A huge "yAwN!" came from the other side of me.
This yawning machine came up with an idea?!
"What are you talking about? What idea? What did Mussy Head do?" I asked to no one in particular. Ochiai answered from behind me. He had seemed slightly agitated from the show.
"Koshiba-kohai decided to go look for you 2 minutes before the show started. She told Kei to do something different with the set up so that nobody would question the absent members," he explained. His voice had started out a little callous, but it had quickly turned to appreciation.
I turned to Mussy Head. Her eyelids were heavy with the desire to sleep and there was a tiny tear from her yawn.
I want to wipe it away…
My arm twitched with my sudden wish. I shook the idea from my head.
That's stupid…She can do it herself…Wait. WHY DID I WANT TO WIPE IT AWAY IN THE FIRST PLACE?!
Of course, while I was arguing with myself, my arm (with my hand attached) decided to just hurry up and get it over with.
I gently wiped it away. I barely even felt her skin, just the small dampness of the teardrop… I lifted it up and examined it.
So this is a Kiri teardrop…
"What are you doing, Narumi?" Kazuhiko asked coldly. He grabbed my raised arm and looked at the teardrop as well. His face was stony and hard.
If I just now tried to punch him, would my hand break from how tight his face looks?
"Naru-Naru? Why did you just touch my face?"
I turned away from Kazuhiko's strange expression and looked down at Mussy Head. Our entire group had stopped to watch.
Crap…
"I…" I tried to explain.
I just wanted to touch your face…NO! What am I saying?
"I wanted to see if you had tears like normal people," I answered quickly. I pulled my arm away from Ochiai and examined the tear again. I gently brushed it off on my jeans.
"And…?" she asked blandly.
And what?
"Do I have 'normal' tears?" she pressed.
Oh…
"They're normal enough. I'm not feeling picky today, so they pass my inspection," I declared indifferently. I started to walk again. I noticed that Ochiai was still behind us.
"So glad you approve," she replied sarcastically.
So not cute…mostly…nononono! What am I thinking?! I need to cool off…It's getting hot…
I looked around wildly for an excuse to leave. I could feel a blush starting up.
"I…I gotta pee," I gasped as a restroom came into sight. I pushed past Mussy Head and Iori.
"Thanks. We really needed an update on what you were thinking," Mussy Head commented as I rushed past her. "We were getting concerned." She called out.
I slammed the bathroom door behind me. Numerous men looked up at me from whatever they were doing. I dashed into a stall.
"We really needed an update on what you were thinking"? …If Mussy Head ever knew what I was thinking…
I shuddered at the thought of her reaction. I knew my face was red now. It would take a while to cool down. I leaned against the wall.
Phew…I should think about something else…What's my homework?
I shook my head in an attempt to remember. The shaking brought the image of that Mussy Head to the front of my mind all over again.
Her face was smiling at me from a doorway.
See you tomorrow…
I banged my head against the wall. Her smug expression looking up at me.
Naru-Naru-senpai…
I kicked the door. She was clutching a small box to her chest.
Narumi-senpai…
"GET THE HELL OUT OF MY HEAD!" I yelled. I fumbled with the lock on the stall door and burst out into the open. I didn't care that everyone was staring at me. I slammed the small knob on the sink to warm water and tried to wash my face. The warm liquid reminded me of something…
A bowl of ramen on my head…
"ACK! STOP MESSING WITH ME! GET THE HELL OUT OF MY HEAD! JUST STOP DOING THIS TO ME!"
"Narumi," someone called from the doorway.
Kazuhiko…
"I need to talk to you out here," he said quietly. I nodded and followed him out, water still dripping from my face. The hall was almost empty. I could hear Iori around the corner, his voice growing softer.
"Me wonder what was wrong with that Narusy…"
"Narumi…" Kazuhiko called my name softly. I turned back to him.
"I heard you shouting…" he said. He was talking so quietly…I wish I could see his face.
Why are you looking down?
I jumped back when he suddenly looked up. He was glaring me.
"Stay away from Kiri Koshiba."
Sorry for the OOCness at the end! I'm tired and my dad said to get off the computer. I this chapter was actually inspired by a crazy dream I had. Narumi-senpai was beating the hell out of a bathroom trash can and yelling some random stuff. So I just decided, he was thinking about Kiri-senpai and didn't like it. Anyway, I want 4 reviews before I continue. Hee. Btw, from who's POV should I write next?