Shiori wasn't surprised Atsushi had ditched her when she attempted to get him to come to practice without Chieko, but she was surprised at how fast he bolted off without an explanation. But by the time practice was over, she found a text from Chieko saying she'd gotten sick and not to come over that day, it was pretty contagious apparently. She had asked why Atsushi was acting so weird, but Chie said that he was worried and had found her passed out by her locker so he took her home. It was odd to Shiori, because Chieko didn't look like she was sick at all earlier in the day but brushed it off.
If it was a lie, but Shiori was confident that Chieko would tell her eventually, when she was ready.
So after everyone had finished cleaning up and she was finished with her own work, Shiori headed out to return to her dorm since she couldn't go see Chieko as she really had no desire to get sick and miss school and practice. That would suck far too much, she'd literally never missed school before and being able to say that was something Shiori enjoyed greatly but she still hoped Chieko would feel better soon so she wouldn't miss school.
On the way out, Himuro stopped her with a hand on her shoulder, making the silver eyed girl look up quickly, blinking rapidly at his smile. "How are you doing, Shiori?" He asked softly, as if he knew something was wrong with the Manager. "Oh, I am okay, Chie-Chan texted me apparently she got sick so Murasakibara took her home…." Himuro looked mildly surprised, but nodded slowly as if he now understood why she looked a little upset. "He is quite attached to her." Shiori chuckled softly, nodding as the two started walking together. "Very true…." She mumbled, brushing her pale bangs from her face but they just swung back into place.
"Shiori, would you like to come over to my dorm and study since you're not going over to Hisoka-San's home to study? I mean, if that's not inappropriate to ask…." He trailed off, the Shooting Guard glancing away with a sheepish smile that made Shiori chuckle softly in amusement. "No, it's alright Tatsuya. That sounds pretty good actually, studying alone is always boring." Shiori quite liked the smile that lit up his face as he led her off to his dorm room; it made her feel quite proud to have made him that happy. She didn't really think much as to why he would be that happy with her coming over, though.
Tatsuya's room was pretty clean, it matched his own personality very well with how everything was neat and tidy-yet there were a few basketball magazines and an actual basketball or two lying around here and there. It wasn't perfect but it was good, probably better than her own she had a habit of leaving her books and paper work out for school and practice out and they tended to fly everywhere when the wind blew through her regularly open window. Nothing too special, he had a bed to fit him and a low table for studying and such, a kitchen connected to the bedroom/living room and a bathroom off to the side beside his dresser. It was pretty comfortable, all in all.
"Hmmm….I kind of miss Chieko's sweets while I study…." Shiori mused as she finished the last page for math, Himuro laughing softly and scratching the back of his head. "Well, while they're probably not as good as Hisoka-San's sweets I am sure I have something sweet for you to snack on." As he got up, Shiori waved her hand. "I was just kidding, it's really okay you don't have to-"She stopped when she saw him ignoring her and going to the kitchen causing the manager to pout softly. "Don't ignore me like that!" She called, but only heard him laughing as he rummaged through the kitchen.
Soon, he came back with a 24 pack of chocolate chip cookies and sat down beside her at the low table, sitting the cookies down between them. "Here you go, 12 for each of us." Shiori sighed, but smiled and opened it up as she crossed her legs Indian style under the table. "Thanks, Tatsuya." She felt him bump knees with her under the table, making a giggle slip from her lips as she bit into the soft cookie. "My pleasure," he mumbled as he grabbed a cookie and pulled his homework over to his new seat.
24 cookies later, Shiori found herself in the kitchen helping Himuro cook them some dinner up. They were making pizza, something they both loved from their time in America. "Are you sure about this….?" She asked slowly as she watched him juggle two jars, one of mushrooms and one of pickles, while she was holding a package of peperoni and a mayo jar. "Yes, I promise you this will work." He laughed softly at her look of disbelief, but she still nodded and tossed the pack of peperoni at the taller male. He bent his knees a little, grunting quietly but he caught it and quickly balanced himself out as he began juggling the now three items. "H-Holy crap!" She giggled, the Shooting Guard grinning. "Okay, now the mayo." He started juggling them higher, nodding to Shiori who this time tossed it without so much reservation at the basketball lover. He copied his previous movements and caught it, tossing it high up with the rest and for a moment she teetered on the edge of jumping in to catch some of the items-but he quickly smoothed out and was juggling them perfectly. "Told you I could do it," he smiled at her as she giggled, leaning on the counter as she pulled her phone out. "Can I record you?" She asked sweetly, getting a nod with a soft chuckle as she turned on the camera and started recording, narrating with a small grin.
"Here we have Tatsuya Himuro juggling not one, not two, not three, but four food items flawlessly in his kitchen! Mister Himuro, do you have anything to say to your audience of people that will see this when I post this on YouTube?" Scoffing, and keeping an eye on what he was juggling carefully, the Shooting Guard managed a shrug before replying. "You should have started recording while you tossed the first one at me." Shiori pouted softly. "You suck….Come on, I am hungry lets actually make the pizza now." Agreeing, Tatsuya tossed the pack of peperoni and jar of mayo at Shiori right after, the girl catching both and he caught the first two jars he had in his hands swiftly. Setting them down, they started decorating the pizza in thick cheese, peperoni, mushrooms and some onions and-"I am sorry, are you putting pickles on your side?" Shiori asked in disbelief, while he looked up at her with his usual poker face. "Yes?"
She blinked slowly, and then looked away. "I don't recall America having that many weird kinds of pizza's…." She mumbled the other blinking curiously. "You've been to America?" Shiori nodded slightly. "Yup, I used to go there for summer vacation when I was younger." She smiled, tilting her head. "I went to LA, my family lived there." Himuro was pretty impressed, and suddenly started speaking in English rather clearly, but that Japanese accent was evident still. "LA is very hot in the summer time." Pausing, Shiori laughed and popped a mushroom in her mouth before replying back in a soft, lighter Japanese accent. "That's why I always wore shorts and a tank top." She purred, Himuro raising both brows before he smiled and finished with his side of the pizza, Shiori doing the same. "That's very good pronouncement, Shiori." He praised making her blush lightly, but she didn't quite understand why. "Thanks, you're really good too." She mumbled as he put the pizza in to cook.
In the end, while they waited for the pizza to cook they put in a movie and lazed on the bed together. Even when the pizza finished, they stayed on the bed and ate together contently while watching the first Rurouni Kenshin movie together. "I wonder if he does his own stunts…" Shiori mumbled as she leaned back on the wall beside Himuro, the other shrugging. "It's hard to tell, could slow motion it but I don't wanna get up and get the remote…." Shiori giggled behind her hand, sitting up a little to pull her hair tie out and stuff it in her pocket. Himuro watched her out of the corner of his eye as she ran her hands through her hair, fluffing it up a little and tossing it over her shoulders as she leaned back on the wall and watched the movie in content peace.
At some point, they ended up lying on their stomachs while they watched the movie, but Shiori couldn't remember falling asleep at all. Himuro did though, noticing she had fallen asleep he let himself fall asleep with one arm tossed over her waist and his head buried in her soft raven locks with a small smile on his usual poker face.
He'd never slept so well before in his life, she'd never say the same out loud but it was the same for her.
(Now that the next chapter is sitting there unfinished in my Word Document, you're all going to demand for more, I know it-
This was pretty fun to write though, I played with Himuro's stuff a bit. According to Wiki he likes pickles and juggling, so I decided to put them together o3o
I wonder what pickles on pizza is like...dunno if he'd actually try it but it would be hilarious if he did xD
I will work on the next chapter today, there's not a whole lot left to do with it but it will center a lot around Himuro and Shiori again. It'll have some of Atsushi and Chieko still of course.
The morning afters are always fun.)