Lucky Music: Moe Café
Chapter 1: First Day in Tokyo
Kagami quietly opened the door to Konata's dark room, hearing her faint breathing through the night's cicadas' cries outside. Tiptoeing until she found herself at the side of the bed, she knelt down and softly caressed Konata's soft cheeks. Her blue eyes slowly began to glide across the otaku's petite body in admiration and desire. "I must have you," Kagami drooled in perversion. She reached for the buttons on Konata's pajamas and began to unlock the cloth wall that hid away Konata's succulent body. "Even if you are asleep, I must explore your body."
"I'm up Kagamin," Konata grinned. "Come to me. I want it rough and sloppy tonight!"
"Anything for you Konata, I love to love you, especially your body," peacefully noted the ecstatic tsundere. "Just don't forget to email me."
"Sure, anything you say….wait, what?"
"Email me. You have to. Did you forget? You have to email me."
"Wait. This is weird. Why would I email you, you're right here," Konata muttered, sitting up in the bed. Kagami's eyes began to water. Her body trembled in misery. "Email me Konata. You know how lonely I get Konata, email me please. Email me. Email me. Email me."
Konata suddenly awoke from the dream, realizing where she was. Skimming the dark room, she could see bare walls ready for decoration. The light sound of cars driving through the street created a nightlife kind of ambience. Directly ahead of her hummed her laptop. "Tokyo…" Konata sleepily mumbled, wiping the drool from her lips. The memories flew back to her. Tonight was her first night in Tokyo with the band. She had promised to email Kagami when she arrived, a task she had yet completed.
Hours ago….
Lightened afternoon traffic pleasantly greeted the girls into the city of Tokyo, the capital of Japan and business empire of the country. Patricia carefully drove her packed car through the new intersects and rare traffic jams as Hiyori, Akira and Konata happily looked out the windows in search of their apartment building, their new home. Lantis studio passed by quickly, existing as a tower of achievement and expectations to the newcomers. Humming happily to herself, Akira bounced her feet of the backseat cushions as she stared out the window. "A new start."
With the potential stringing at her heart, she turned back to Konata, giving off a warm smile as if saying thank you. The blue haired girl simply nodded back. No problem.
"There it is!" Hiyori cheered, tapping the window. Beyond the cars beside them and the green, clean park stood their new home-a red bricked apartment building surrounded by sparse row of trees. Driving into the parking garage behind it, the girls leapt out of the car with excitement. Whatever fitted into their small arms was carried away to the elevator. "Wait for me!" Patricia begged, turning off the engine. She was forced to run after the girls, making it in time before the elevator doors closed. "I know we're excited but…who am I kidding?! Our new home is just a few seconds away!"
"I live on the floor above you guys, just so you know," Hiyori explained. "It's room 228."
"I'll make a note of that," Konata said. "But right now, the most important thing to do is to email Kagami. I promised her I would once we made it to Tokyo."
Sensing an excited movement, she turned towards Akira whose arms swung back and forth. Her fingers curled and unraveled rapidly and her feet nearly hopped off the floor. "Can't wait to see it, huh?" Konata grinned.
"Today's going to be a brand new start," Akira cheerfully replied. "I can't help myself." The elevators slid open. Akira raced to the front, feeling her foot hit the gap between the floor and the elevator. About to fall to the ground, Konata grabbed the back of her collar and pulled her back. "I gotcha," she said. "Try to be a little more careful."
"Thanks," Akira quietly said, disappearing down the hall the second she was released. "I guess we better catch up with her," Patricia smiled, exiting the elevator.
"Call me if you guys need any help," Hiyori said, remaining inside the box. Konata waved her off before joining her companions. Both girls waited for Konata's arrival, holding back their squeals before sticking their key into the door. "Here it is," Patricia declared. "The new home of Moe Café!"
To the left was the spacious living room, the potential spot for a couch already seen near the wall behind it. To the right was the kitchen, though small, it held all necessary requirements to survive while nearly sparkling despite the gray color that had floated about the apartment. "We just need some lights in here and this place will be all bright, don't ya think?" Patricia commented, poking her head into the rooms. The bathroom and one bedroom lied in a hallway after the living room. Another bedroom stood in the hallway behind the kitchen and at the furthest reaches was the last room, isolated by it's depth in the apartment.
"I'll take the far one," Konata said. "When we came to check this place out I noticed it was perfect for me. Besides, a yaoi fangirl like Patricia will need all the room she can get. You can take the room near the living room and Akira can take the room behind the kitchen."
With the planning already finished, the girls headed to their individual abodes, exploring the new space and tossing their luggage about on the beds. Konata gently unloaded her luggage onto her bed which rested before a dresser. Placing her laptop there, she turned it on without hesitation. "I wonder how Kagami's doing." Her phone began to vibrate. Popping it open, she already knew it wasn't Kagami. "Miyuki? How's it going? We're already in Tokyo. Are you here yet?"
"Well…um…it seems as if I don't know exactly where I am," Miyuki said, panting as she flipped her map around. "I walked off the train and into Tokyo Station but I can't tell where I am from this map. I think I'm lost!"
"It's okay, we'll come down to help you," Konata said. "We have to go to the studio anyway so at least it'll save us the trouble."
"Thank you. I'm sorry for being such a burden." Konata looked at her computer, it wasn't completely set up yet and Miyuki would only panic further if they didn't get their quick. Stepping out of her room, she could hear beds springing. "Women! A moe meganekko is lost in Tokyo City!"
"We have to save her!" Patricia cheered as she ran out of her room.
"Okay…I guess I'll come," Akira unenthusiastically replied. The three locked the apartment and headed towards the Tokyo Train Station. Even from afar the girls could see the bright blob of pink hair nervously pacing back and forth in a panic. "Miyuki!" Konata joyously waved.
"Konata! Thank you for helping me!" Miyuki humbly bowed. "I'm afraid I can't make sense of these directions I have printed."
"That doesn't seem like you," Patricia said. "You must be overly excited about going to Tokyo University. Don't worry; it's not too far off from our apartment so we can come over and help you anytime." A sigh of relief could be seen in the girl as she heard that. She felt a slight shame coming to a city with a map and still losing her senses. To her though, the pleasant sound of her friends' laughter and the warmth of being with them once again melted that emotion away. "Oh! I'm getting a call from the manager," Patricia said, pulling her phone out. "Yeah, uh huh, uh huh. Guys, he wants to have a meeting with us to discuss some matters like design and themes. I told him we can come to the studio after dropping Miyuki off. Is that okay?"
"Sure," Akira said.
"Yes," reluctantly answered Konata. She would have to wait to send her email to Kagami. Gazing serenely at the promise ring on her finger, she sighed. "Don't get lonely Kagami."
As those words were muttered a purple haired, pigtailed girl stood before the Kyoto University campus, smiling with pride and determination. "Here I am," Kagami said. "Kyoto University where I'll become a lawyer." In a year she would meet Konata at the Golden Pavilion, their promised spot. For now, she had to focus on the most essential priorities. "Where's the dorms? I need to email Konata. Excuse me," she called out, picking a bystander. He seemed young enough to attend classes there. "Could you tell me where the dormitories are please? I'm new here."
"Oh sure, they're just down that path," the boy pointed. "If you want, I could show you around the campus sometime. Maybe take you out for a drink."
"Sorry, I'm a lesbian," she blurted. Red began to flow into her face. What reckless confessions! "B-bye!" she said, running from the scene. "I'm too use to being with that big mouth Konata."
Successfully locating the dorms past the library, her eyes navigated the map until she found her room number. 561. Heading through the halls, she could see students unpacking and shaking hands with their new roommates. "I wonder who I'll be paired up with." Running faster, she grabbed the knob to her room and opened the door. "Hello? Anybody here?" No answer.
"I guess my roommate didn't arrive yet…what's this?" Noticing an envelope on the desk, she ripped the sealing and opened it up. Printed on the papers inside were directions on living conditions, curfews and information about expenses. Inside also laid the tag listing the inhabitants of the room. Seeing her name, she read the bottom of the slip for her potential roommate's name as well. Nothing. It was blank. "Impossible…no roommate. So I'm all alone in here?"
Plopping back onto the bed, she sadly sighed. "I guess that means more room for me…though I would prefer to have somebody as a friend here…anybody. I miss you…Konata. Oh! The email!" Whipping out her laptop, she plugged it into the wall, gleefully humming a new song. With at least email as a way of contact she would never be lonely. Once the desktop popped up, she clicked on the internet. "What's this? No connection?" Angrily moaning, she pulled out the manual to the dorms once more. It read that online connections would not be on until the end of the week. "Crap! I need to find a place to email Konata!" She remembered the library she saw earlier.
Making sure to lock her room, she headed towards the library in hopes that their computers had internet. When she arrived, the doors wouldn't budge. "What's this?" she asked as she pulled at the doors. Taped to the entrance was a piece of paper. "The library won't be open until the end of the week too?! What kind of place is this? My phone needs to recharge too, I was hoping to email her…I'll find an internet café!" Running off, she could tell this day was going to be rough.
Konata and the group walked through the studio, she focused more on her search for a usable computer, and anything was fine. Unfortunately the receptionists were hard at work and no lobby or lounge could be seen for a while. The producers and manager wanted to speak with the band as soon as possible to discuss various issues about their image. Any other day she would be excited to do so but her top objective was emailing Kagami. No phone call would do, especially since the studio had no reception.
Stepping into the manager's office, the girls sat down and began their discussion. The plans were laid out for new releases over a span of the next season. They wanted to release something before the fall where major bands would be selected to play new opening themes for the highly popular Shonen Jump anime. The playful yet mature theme of the band was selected along with suggestions for costume design. Through all this Konata heeded little attention, anticipating her release from the Kagamiless torment. "Don't worry," Akira said.
"Hmm?"
"I won't let the studio hide anything from us. I've been in the business for a long time so I know how contracts and the profit system work out," the small girl explained.
"I trust you," Konata smiled. "I have no worries." Akira lightly blushed from the confident statement. She would take the position as a guide for this band seriously. Nothing would tear them apart or ruin their dreams. Patricia flipped through a pamphlet of fashion styles, pointing out her favorite to the girls. Her choices were rather Lolita and gothic. Akira didn't care either way and Konata voiced her preference to pop-styled and street clothing. A blend would be decided between the two, a sort of street Lolita theme that would portray maturity and playfulness.
With the meeting over, the girls exited the studio. Konata could no longer wait. Flipping her cell phone open, she held the number 2 button for speed dial. "Sorry for the inconvenience," a voice recorder said, "but you have not paid your phone bill. Until then all services will be cut until complete payment is made."
"I didn't pay my phone bill?!" Konata said in shock. "How could I forget?"
Patricia stretched her arms into the darkening sky. "We've had a busy day. We should just eat out tonight." Akira nodded in agreement, pointing a diner across the street.
"Fate must be against me and my sexy Kagami," Konata whined.
"It's okay, you can make it until we go back to the apartment," Akira reassured, dragging Konata by the arm.
"Fate must be against me and Konata," Kagami whined, watching every seat at the internet café fill up. "Come on! That guy's watching anime! I have a lover to talk to!" she fussed as she watched from the windows outside. "Better head to the next café." Pulling out her map, she continued to walk down the street, finding another café instantly. Stepping into the unusually humid building, she could see her fears justified. "This place is packed too?!"
Dashing out, she ran to the next one. "Crammed!" The next one. "Stuffed! How many people don't have computers?! This is the modern age!!"
The closest one was at least three miles away. She had to make the trip. Walking through the brisk night, she tightened her jacket. "I got to send her an email. See how she's doing. But she has Akira and Patricia with her. Miyuki's at Tokyo right down the street and Hiyori's in the same building right? How come I'm the only one who's alone?" Minutes later, she caught sight of the café and began to run towards it. Joyfully staring through the window, she could see several vacant computers. As she opened the door, a group of people ran out in a panic. "Fire!" they yelled.
"What? A fire?" Looking into the café, Kagami could see the computers blazing. "What happened here?!"
"One of the computers began to overheat!" the owner moaned. "Someone call the fire department! My business is going to hell!!" Kagami heavily sighed and unfolded her map in frustration. The next internet café was ten miles away; she couldn't possibly walk that distance. "I guess I'll grab something to eat and go back home."
Ordering one by one, the girls finally sat back and embraced their new environment. "So," Patricia said. "This is our new city. Let's make it fun."
"Yeah, the best experience ever," Konata grinned. Patricia then rose from her seat, heading towards the bathroom. Konata looked at Akira who peeked at the dessert menu out of slight boredom. "How are you feeling?"
"Me? I'm okay. Why? Is anything wrong?" Akira asked, abandoning the dessert menu.
"No. I just wanted to make sure you were happy with everything. With the band and moving to Tokyo."
"For the first time in my life…I'm…genuinely happy," Akira smiled. "And it's thanks to you. I'll make sure this band doesn't get screwed over. We should all try our best." Lighting a cigarette, Akira casually let out a breath of smoke.
"Excuse me," a waitress said, coming up to the table. "This is a non-smoking area. Could you please put your cigarette out?" Grunting in response, Akira had no plan to do such a thing. She then caught sight of Konata's worried expression on her face, the curled eyebrows and pointing eyes. Carrying her ashtray, Akira killed the flames and tossed the cigarette out.
"Akira…I wanted to talk about that too, your smoking. I want you to quit," Konata said.
"I know, it's a bad habit. But since I won't be dealing with all the stress of working for my parents I won't need it," Akira said.
Moaning and swinging her tired arms, Kagami entered the nearest diner, plans to devour large masses of food already cooking in her head. As luck would have it, it was a cosplay café. "I don't care anymore," Kagami sighed, following the maid to her table. "At least they're not boldly dressed like those cafes Konata likes to go to."
"May I take your order?" the waitress nicely asked.
"Ah…I'll need a few minutes to pick som….Tsukasa?!"
"Kagami?!"
"What are you doing here?" Kagami shouted.
"Please calm down, you'll make people think I'm doing a bad job."
"Sorry, sorry. But Tsukasa…why are you here in Kyoto? I thought…well…I never really knew your plans after high school," Kagami resigned.
"I'm studying to be a chef at Kyoto University," she explained. "Though I'm a late entry so they haven't even assigned me a room yet and my letter of acceptance came rather late."
"I was worried because you suddenly left and Mom and Dad refused to tell me where you went. They said I would find out for myself. I guess this is the surprise," Kagami chuckled. "A chef huh? It suits you…a little. Now that I really think about it, it doesn't suit you at all…"
"K-kagami! I'm really trying my best here," Tsukasa defended.
"I'm sorry. I'm sure you can be a great chef Tsukasa, I was only kidding," Kagami waved off. "So, what services does a maid provide?"
"Well, you can use our computers for a limited time. You get two free snacks and one free drink. And-"
"Wait! You guys have computers?!"
"Y-yes, we do."
"With internet?"
"Why else would people go on?" Tsukasa nervously replied.
"I'll go now!!" declared Kagami, pulling a chair and typing away. Her excitement soon dwindled. "These computers are infected with too many viruses! How can I use them when they go so slow? Then again what kind of people are using these things?"
"I'm so full!" Konata loudly moaned, walking up the stairs to the apartment room. Patricia and Akira followed, holding their heavy stomachs. The elevator broke down while they were gone; there was truly no mercy in the world! "We have to make it…I need…I want to sleep," Akira whined.
"Mama, Papa, your daughter will die on a staircase," Patricia cried out.
"Just hold it out troops," Konata tiredly cheered on. "We'll make it! Just a few more floors!"
Swinging the door open, the three dragged their weary bodies to their beds and fell over, instantly into a cozy, relaxing slumber. After her erotic dream, Konata crawled over to the laptop and pulled the cover open. Connecting to the internet, she logged in to her email. "Better make it short for now…I'm too tired to go on without sleep."
"Dear Kagami,
We've arrived in Tokyo today and it sure was busy. Unfortunately we had a lot to do and just getting an internet connection or phone reception was difficult. I'm so tired right now so let me just say one thing, I love you my sexy Kagami. I hope your college is ending up a nice place. Don't forget to check you bag later, I…."
Konata began to faintly snore once again. Her last action was letting her finger click the Send button. Kagami, who busily typed away on the virus-infected computer at the café, finished writing hers, sending it as soon as possible. The instant she did, Konata's message popped up on screen. "Konata…." She said, surprised by the timing. Reading the email slowly and savoring every word, she hated to admit it but her heart leapt with joy and her eyes watered. She didn't forget to send it. Neither did Kagami. And in the morning Konata would wake up to the brief message Kagami sent her.
"It's Kagami, your Kagamin. I made it to college but there's no internet so I have to use a crappy infected computer. It takes too long to type and it's getting late so I'll say one thing before I go. I love you Konata and good luck with the band. I'll talk to you every day."
Returning to her dorm, Kagami decided to forget the bath and just go to sleep. Oddly enough the door to her room was unlocked. Opening it slowly, Kagami was shocked to see a girl inside unpacking. "Tsukasa?!"
"Kagami! They put me in here with you! They said I could choose a room by myself or with someone who lived alone."
Kagami didn't care for the reason. Walking up to Tsukasa she wrapped her arms around her and smiled. "I won't be so alone after all in here. I was worried."
"It's okay Kagami," Tsukasa blushed, patting her sister's back.
"I better check my bag now before I forget," Kagami said, pulling it from under the bed. "Konata said I should check it. Aha! She packed something in here when I wasn't looking! A…a webcam?"
"Oh, you can use those to have video conversations with people across the internet," Tsukasa explained. Kagami already knew that. Honestly, she was touched by the notion. She had never thought of such a solution. With this she could always see Konata, with her own eyes. "What's this? A note is taped to it."
"Kagami, please do sexy strip shows with this webcam. I can't hold out without your sexy booty shaking across my computer screen!"
"Only she could ruin a sentimental moment without actually being here!" Kagami fussed, tossing the note into the trash.
Author's Note: I'm back? I'm actually back?
Otaku Helper: You are. We are I mean. But why Author? Why did it take so long?
Author: Hey, I have my own life and the excuses I could spew out are endless. Just be glad we're back!
Otaku: Only one more month from now and it will be the one year anniversary of Lucky Summer.
Author: You actually remember that? What a loser. But forget that! I'm back! Ultimate cheers! Also, I am interested in hearing if my writing has improved, remained the same, has no effect on your actual reading process or has worsened. After all this time it would be nice to see what others think. That's really a major reason why I keep writing fanfics, to improve my writing. So any constructive criticism and explanations are highly appreciated! Thank you.