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"Who goes back to school on a Friday?" I complained.
"I'm not complaining. Now I can pick out more outfits for next week." Miku said.
"Well, it just seems weird to go for one day. And I don't have homework on the first day. What am I going to do this weekend?" I said.
"We could go on a date." Miku said with a smile. I studied her.
"Since when do we go out on dates on our own?" I asked suspiciously. What motive could she have behind this?
"Well, I saw how much you were talking to Len and it makes me jealous that you won't pay attention to me as much with your guy friends back."
"First off, we barely spoke. It was sorta awkward. Second off, when do you want my attention? Spill it, Miku. What do you want?" Her cheeks heated up a little in anger but she knew nowadays that I wasn't afraid to mouth off to her. Time to say it straight out.
"I heard Neru and her new boyfriend are going to the park on Saturday with some classmates and I wanted to go and be cuter than her." She said. It was all about appearance and popularity with Miku.
"I don't want to." I said frankly and tried to walk ahead.
"Hey!" she called angrily, catching up. "We don't have to hang out with them; I just want them to see us on a date and to see if he's even cute. We don't have to talk to them or anything." I made a loud sigh, knowing I'd be at the park on Saturday whether I liked it or not.
There was a loud gasp in the distance.
"Did you see them?"
"They looked so cute!"
"I have to ask what Miku does with her hair."
When I had snuck a peek over at the group of high school students along the path in the park, I rolled my eyes. Neru looked infuriated, having the attention drawn from her. When I looked at Miku, she had a big grin on her face. At least she would be satisfied for now.
"Hahah! Did you see Neru's face?" I made a small sound of agreement, all that was required to get her to start chattering on again.
After a while, conversation slowed and halted between us. This is where the "date" turns into the two of us, frustrated in the park. We sat on the bench, quiet. Miku looked at me a few times but I pretended to be entertained with watching a flock of geese land on the other side of the grassy stretch. Finally, Miku grew too bored to keep her mouth shut.
"Hey, Kaito, do you like my hair?" she said with a small smile, leaning towards me. I hadn't looked at it all day. It was down and curled.
"Yeah." I said, looking away, bored. I could almost hear an internal huff from her.
After another minute she piped up, "Hey, Kaito."
"Mm?"
"Could I have an ice cream cone?"
I nodded and said "Be right back."
I walked down the path and to an ice cream vendor that was there. I stood in line, frowning at the sign, a picture of a cone with sprinkles and a popsicle next to it. Ice cream was my absolute favorite treat. I had eaten it all summer until I stepped on a scale one day towards the end of the break and felt my eyes nearly pop out. Now I was on a diet until I lost the tiny belly on me which was, as of now, almost completely back to normal. This was good in case I wanted to join any sports this year. Miku knew of the situation and that was probably why she asked for ice cream in the first place, which I knew she didn't care for all that much.
I stepped up in line. "One mint chocolate chip cone." I ordered, taking out my money.
"What are you getting?"
"Banana."
"I'm getting orange creamsicle!" I turned around to see the Kagamine twins, grinning and chatting. Len noticed me and assumed a more reserved manner. The tiniest hint of pink on his cheeks suggested to me a sense of self-consciousness.
"Hi, Kaito." Rin greeted me with a smile, surprised to bump into me.
"Hi." Said Len.
"Nice to see you two. Both getting ice cream?"
"Yeah." They responded as I took the ice cream from the vendor.
"Order what you want. It's on me." I told them. Rin blinked.
"Really? Thanks, Kaito." Len gave me a thank you smile and they both placed their orders.
After we bought our treats, I walked back with them to the bench, chatting. Miku sat on the bench, looking surprised as a brought them back. As Miku took her cone from me, with the twins talking to each other as they sat on the bench, she hurriedly whispered to me.
"Why'd you bring them? We're supposed to be on a date!"
"I bumped into them at the ice cream stand. Besides, wouldn't it look good for you to spend out of school time with your buddy?"
"That's not the point! I wanted to go home soon. I'm sick of this park. It's too noisy." She complained in a whisper to me.
When I saw Len start to look at me, I ended the conversation with Miku and stood by the bench. Miku sat with the two of them as they talked and ate.
Miku must've have still been mad at me so she reached up to me with her cone and said in silky voice. "Kaito, don't you want any ice cream? You can have a taste of mine."
I frowned. "No thanks."
The twins were looking at us now. "Even if I offered it to you on my finger?"
I felt embarrassed by this for some reason, probably because Len and Rin were watching us and I had to act like a good boyfriend. I felt my cheeks heat up the tiniest bit which I knew Miku saw and it probably fed into her behavior. Regretfully, I popped her finger into my mouth and quickly drew back, taking in the flavor of mint as I said goodbye to my three weeks straight without ice cream diet, one day early.
Once everyone was finished, Rin let out a loud sigh of contentment.
"That was good." She said. "But I don't want to say goodbye yet. I like you guys."
Aww. I smiled at her. Len nodded in agreement, looking at me.
"It's still early. We should all go somewhere." Rin suggested.
Len quickly backtracked on her last statement. "Unless you want to go separate ways. We didn't mean to intrude on your date." He said.
I wondered if he overheard the whispered conversation earlier. I felt a little pang of guilt and I wanted him to stay. But at this point, especially with Len's addition, it would look bad for Miku to say no. I could tell she was coming up with a plan though it would have been impossible for the twins to guess.
"Well there is a store I wanted to stop at this weekend." She said. I looked at her.
"L'amour de Paris."