Chapter 6 – Ai, the gamer
I woke up in a really comfortable bed which smelled slightly of a warm, foresty type of smell. A nice, safe smell. A bit like Daisuke's…
I opened my eyes to cyan colored ones looming over me. A boy with blue hair tied up on one side of his head and long side bangs was staring at me, pokerfaced. He was leaning in really close to me, so close our noses were almost touching. Surprised, I suddenly jolted up in bed, bumping our heads hard at the forehead. I groaned and slid back down.
"May I know what you are doing in my bed, miss?" asked the pokerfaced boy.
"Hunh?" I mumbled, still groggy.
"Why were you sleeping in my bed?"
"Wha-" I started saying before clumping my mouth shut in bewilderment. I had spoken! Half a syllable maybe, but spoken all the same!
Syo suddenly showed up in the doorway: "I'm sorry Ai-senpai, but Aika-san fainted in the artists' lounge, and we couldn't just leave her there, so since you were away, we thought we could use your bed. Unfortunately, you came back earlier than expected, so we didn't have time to tell you…"
Ai.
"Aika-san?" Ai turned towards me, "Are you feeling alright now?" It was weird the way Ai asked me that, because he stayed expressionless while asking it, so I couldn't guess if he was asking me seriously or just to be polite, "I'm Mikaze Ai, by the way; Syo's and Natsuki's senpai."
I couldn't stop myself: "Mikaze Ai? Wait, do you do gaming?!" I gasped and covered my hand with my mouth; I hadn't talked in 6 months, so why now?!
Syo looked dumbstruck. "Aika! You spoke! You talked! How?!" He looked around for an explication, completely bewildered.
Ai stayed pokerfaced: "Yes, I play an online game. We met on there, I supposed?"
I nodded my head up and down. Ai looked back at Syo, who was still shocked, "Aika, you said?" He thought for a second. "Ah, I see! Yes! You're Aika5016, aren't you?"
I nodded again. "I see…" Ai said, "But you haven't answered my very first question yet. The one I had ask you in the game. What is love? Because I still haven't figured it out…" He looked perplex. I shook my head no apologetically.
"I see…" Ai said again, getting off the bed. "Oh well…" And he left the room without a second thought.
I stood up too and Syo and I watched him leave. Then Syo turned to me: "Are you okay now? The boys and I need to talk to you again in the artists' lounge, if you're good with that." He started walking shakily back to the artists' lounge, still not quite believing what he had just heard, and I followed him.
I do not own any of the characters, or the bands in Uta No Prince-Sama, but the protagonist (and her -dead- best friend) of this story is my own creation. Please do not steal them without authorization (just ask). Thanks dudes. :) Peace