Disclaimer: All recognizable characters belong to Tachibana Higuchi.
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Love Games
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Chapter Two – Just a Towel On
"You know what we need?" Sumire asks as she comes inside Mikan's room. Mikan looks up from her notebook to stare in her grass green eyes. Her cheeks are rosy red and there is a wide grin on her lips.
"What do we need?" Mikan asks her, not being happy at all.
"We need a party." She smiles wickedly and thrusts out her right hip. "Don't you think that we need a little fun?"
"No," She tells her, closing her notebook. As long as she is here, Mikan can't study.
"Too bad, I already got two tickets to a nightclub tomorrow."
"Wait, I'm not going." Mikan tries to protest but Sumire hushes her with her hand.
"No 'but's', Mikan Sakura." Sumire smiles and leaves Mikan's room.
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Mikan tried to tell her that going to a party was a bad idea.
The nightclub smells as smoke and she needs to squeeze shut her nose from breathing the air in. Sumire just laughs about her and pushes Mikan into the dancing crowd.
Mikan is pushed, turned, bumped into and squeezed against some bodies. She can't move and Sumire just yells in hear ear. Great, she thinks, best party ever.
As DJ turns the song into a slow song, everyone without couples leaves the dance floor. Sumire drags her away and she realizes that she misses Ruka. Mikan wonders what he would teach her here. A blush appears on her cheeks and she closes her eyes, feeling as the hot, imaginary fume above her head rolls away.
Mikan turns her head up to look at Sumire, just to check if she has seen anything. Nope, she hasn't. She is looking somewhere past me. Mikan turns around, just for curiosity.
And she freezes.
There, leaning against the wall, stands the hottest guy Mikan has ever seen. He's molesting the dance floor with his dangerous look.
She hears how Sumire stands up, whispers and goes in the direction where the hot guy is. Mikan grimaces and looks away. When Sumire whispers "wish me luck", she knows what she means.
"Don't search for me, I have found my pray and will take him to our apartments. Please, don't come home early."
Mikan shrugs, drinks her cold coke and listens to the music.
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After the barman mixes her coke with vodka, Mikan's not afraid at all to go alone on the dance floor.
She goes to the dance floor, shakes her body, jumps around, runs into someone and just laughs. She feels free and wild. That's why she goes to the DJ and waves at him to catch his attention. He sees it and leans down from the stage to listen her.
"What's your name?" Mikan shouts at him.
"Koko, why want to know, pretty girl?" He grins and Mikan laugh at him. Somehow, he seems to be very, very funny.
"You're awesome!" Mikan shouts, again, and runs away into the crowd. She can feel his burning gaze on her back and that makes her feel sexy and wanted.
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After three hours of dancing, drinking and flirting, she's going back home. Koko found her, after all. He asked her number and she gave him hers. She was pleased to know that he was two years older than her. Perfect.
Mikan walks for ten minutes and then she's in front of her goal, apartment house. She takes the lift and pushes the third floor button. The lift lifts her up and dings when it reaches the third floor. Being in a high spirit, she even skips a bit in her way to the door.
When she opens the door and walks in quietly, everything is quiet. She locks the door and turns on the little light in their corridor, just to put her jacket in the wardrobe. As she opens the wardrobe, she meets two jackets. Mikan puts hers in the wardrobe. She grins and nods. They're sleeping.
Taking off her shoes, grabbing her bag and going to her room, in the way, on the ground, she finds Sumire's skirt.
"They didn't lose time," she whispers and giggles.
When she walks in her room, she's greeted by her lovely bed. It has never has looked as pretty as now. She smiles, takes off her clothes and is about to jump in her bed when she realizes that she didn't take a shower.
Being lazy, she decides to run naked to the shower. When she runs inside it, the adrenaline is pumping in her veins. Mikan takes a shower, brushes her teeth and washes her hair. She wraps herself around a towel and walks out the bathroom.
The air in the corridor is chilly. She gets goose bumps as her naked feet walks on the cold ground.
Just about to walk in her room, she hears a noise from the kitchen.
"What if Sumire's pray is stealing something from us?"
Forgetting that she had just a towel on, she decide to check what's happening there. As she creeps closer to the kitchen, the noise is raising up. She takes a peek in it and sees that kitchen's light is turned in.
Mikan walks inside it and turns to the left, where is the holy fridge. And there she sees Sumire.
"Sumire, what the hell?" she whispers, taking a deep breath.
Sumire takes out a juice box and closes the fridge's door. Her hair looks dirty and she has put on only her Japanese kimono.
"I want to drink." Her voice is rough and she looks tired.
"Sumire, what's wrong?" Mikan asks again, feeling worried about her best friend.
A giggle escapes Sumire's lips and she turns toward her, having a wicked smile on her lips. She winks and takes up the full juice glass to drink the juice. When the glass is empty, she puts it down and grins at her.
"Mikan, I think I have found the Sex God." Sumire laughs out loud and her eyes are shining with a weird glint.
"Really? That's really awesome." Mikan smiles, nods, turns around, says goodnight and walk to her room. Inside her room, when she locks the door, she takes off her towel and walk around her room, being naked. She checks her phone for new messages and is surprised to see a message from Ruka.
Ruka, Today, 2 A.M
Can't sleep.
Mikan grins and writes back what first comes in her mind.
Mikan, Today 2.20 A.M
Skype video call?
Ruka, Today 2.23 A.M
Hell, yes.
She turns her laptop on, waits for few minutes and logs in Skype. There are only few her contacts online, other are offline or have put DND (do not disturb) on their Skype statuses. Probably sleeping and their computers are downloading some movies from torrents.
Ruka calls her as soon as she's logged in the Skype, wrapped in only towel, lying on her bed. She wants to make him regret that he's not with her tonight.
As soon as she sees Ruka's handsome face, she melts. His hairs are messy and his blue eyes are shining with a glint that means only one thing. He's in a rush to tell her something.
"Hello, Ruka," she smiles and teasingly sticks my tongue out, licking my lips with it. Ruka gives her a thumb up and the chat box opens, showing her a message from Ruka.
Ruka: Not in the mood to talk. Let's chat?
Mikan sighs and nods in the camera that is translating her every move to Ruka. He writes another message.
Ruka: Why are you in a towel?
She laughs out and tells him that she just take a bath. He grins and writes her back.
Ruka: Sexy, as always. Would be better if you were naked but I'm not complaining.
She grins, stands up, takes off her towel and drops it to the ground near her bed. She sits on her bed, being all naked.
"Like it better, Ruka?" she asks, her voice has turned into a husky sound. It always does it when she's nervous or turned on.
"Fuck, yes." She hears his voice and smiles dreamy.
Ruka is the perfect guy that she could find and ever want to find. He had taught her a lot and she's sure that he will in the future.
"What do you want to talk about?" Mikan asks him, pulling up the laptop's screen so he could see her face, not her naked body.
"I have an idea. How about, we could have another lesson right now?" His question picks up her curiosity.
"How?" Mikan whispers, leaning closer to the laptop.
"How about, you please yourself and I will do the same, watching as you please yourself?"
"Maybe let's do it in real? Like, tomorrow?" Mikan suggests, feeling how her cheeks turns to red. Ruka grins and she know that he wants the same. He wants her as much as she wants him.
"Tomorrow is Saturday, let's meet in the Neon cinema." He grins as Mikan nods and smiles.
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In the next morning Mikan wakes up from the laud noise. She climbs out her bed and walks to wardrobe to get out her underwear and a white sundress.
She dresses up and goes to the kitchen. She glances on the table and sees a jar of cookies. Being a sweet lover, she walks toward the jar, takes some cookies and eats them.
"Sumire, did you know that today there's a price cut to Coyote Fly club?" she ask her, chewing a cookie.
Sumire doesn't respond,
"Okay, someone's cocky today. What's wrong, Sumire? Did your dream prince leave you?" Mikan turns around, having a big grin on her face from waiting to see Sumire's expression.
In Sumire's place she sees a stranger.
"Oh, I'm so sorry. I didn't know you were here." Mikan tries to explain, looking at the ground. She hears nothing, that's why she looks up. As she looks up, she gets captured by a pair of ruby red eyes. And she feels hypnotized, stuck in the same position.
"Whatever," he answers and looks away. Mikan feels free from something she doesn't know. She nods and sits on the kitchen table, not knowing what to do next.
Sumire's new boyfriend is with her, in the same room. Should she tell him her name? She can't decide, that's why she says what's on her mind.
"My name is Mikan, what's yours?" she asks, hoping to get an answer.
"Natsume," he tells her, still doing something in front of the electric range. Wait a minute, is he cooking?
Mikan pushes herself off the table and walks closer to Natsume. She stops in front of the fridge and looks how he cooks breakfasts. Pancakes, how lovely.
"You can cook?" Mikan asks him, looking as he turns the frying pan on the electric range.
"Yes," he says, turning the pancake around in the frying pan.
"That's cool. Sumire can't cook." Mikan says, as if something pushed her to do it. He looks at her and she's, again, hypnotized by his red eyes.
"Are those contacts or you were a white bunny in the previous life?"
A rumble of laughs comes from his chest and Mikan smiles. That's what she like the most. She likes when people are happy, it somehow makes her smile for no reason.
"Mikan, Natsume," Mikan and Narsume looks at the kitchen's entrance and see Sumire leaning against the door frame, looking stunning in her high heels, Gucci red sundress and in her jewelry. It doesn't compare to Mikan's white dress.
"You have met each other? That's wonderful." She says and walks in the kitchen, goes behind Natsume and hugs him. Natsume turns around in her grip and pushes her up, letting her kiss him. At first Sumire gives him a plain kiss but he opens her mouth with his lips and captures her tongue. The way how he moves inside her with his tongue is not describable but it has something that makes Mikan stare at them. She blushes, realizing that it's not decent to watch someone make out.
"I'm going," Mikan tells them. Sumire only nods and wraps her hands around Natsume's neck. Mikan sighs and walks out the kitchen.
What a lovely couple.
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