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Rokujo Miharu | Nabari no O
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Once they'd grown bored of the arcade, the group then gravitated toward a market tucked away in the back alleys of the city. The market itself was filled with stalls selling food, handmade jewelry, pottery, and even good-luck charms. In a way, it reminded Hikari of markets from his hometown. As they made their way through, Hikari watched in amusement as Takumi and Miki made it a point to try out whatever foods caught their interest - which, in the end, was quite a lot. Hikari found himself both intrigued and infinitely amused by Kazuo's badly-hidden love for cute things, and joined in on the admiring, leaving the market with a brand-new pink stuffed rabbit he planned to send to Akari whenever he got around to sending his next letter to her. XX
As they were in Akihabara, it wasn't long before they came across a group of mascots showcasing a new anime, and Hikari was more than happy to photograph his friends with the characters. Hikari himself didn't watch anime, so he had no interest in the ordeal, though he was inevitably pulled into one of the photographs by Takumi. Not that he minded, really. The four then made their way to a famous bookstore. Miki practically dragged Takumi into the manga section, his love for manga and anime rivaled by none. Hikari was content to look over a collection of English novels he'd found, chatting quietly with Kazuo about the ones he'd read before and recommending quite a few. He ended up purchasing a copy of Alice In Wonderland. XX
It wasn't until lunchtime, when the group stopped at a nearby McDonalds to eat, that Hikari came to realize how many places he hadn't been to before. The arcade had been one. McDonalds was another. Despite having lived in Tokyo for over a year and having passed one every day in order to get to class, he had never once eaten anything from the franchise. Judging by the surprise on Nakajima-san and Takumi-san's faces, I'm going to assume that is unheard of. Hikari explained that his family was hell-bent on cooking every meal themselves, and that he'd never really eaten out anywhere at all, whether it be a fast-food place or a fancy restaurant. "My mother gets a bit worried when it comes to any type of food we didn't prepare ourselves." XX
Hikari was a bit sad to see Kazuo and Miki leave, though he understood that they both had classes that afternoon, and didn't allow his mind to linger on the disappointment. He and Takumi continued to walk about Akihabara, stopping to look around in different stores and chatting about a wide variety of things along the way. During the conversation, Hikari was given the opportunity to soak in several different stories - some of which were sure to be embarrassing - about Takumi and Kazuo's childhood. Hikari learned more about Kazuo's mother and little brother, and a bit about Takumi's family, though the tall blond seemed much more interested in talking about his friend. I wonder if I talked about Miki the way he talks about Nakajima-san... XX
As expected, the apartment was empty when he arrived, and Hikari mumbled a quiet 'tadaimasu' to himself as he slipped off his converse. He carefully taped his new photographs up on his bedroom wall, setting his cameras and the book on the floor beside his futon, and changing out of his damp clothing. He then spent the next hour reading Alice In Wonderland, soft classical music playing from the radio. How interesting, to be in a dream but also not be. I wonder if Alice will ever make a concrete decision of whether she's dreaming or not. Hikari's head snapped up as the front door opened. XX
"I'm home." "Welcome back, Kazuo-san." He said sweetly, carefully marking his place and closing the book. "I have to work part-time with Taku at a Coffee Shop today. I won't be back until 9:00PM so you don't have to wait for me, okay? You don't have to make dinner for me either, I can stop by the convenience store to buy something." Smirking at his roommate, Hikari crossed his arms over his chest and shook his head. "I'm afraid that won't do, Kazuo-san. Eating processed food from a convenience store is not the type of meal that will keep you healthy. Someone as handsome as yourself deserves to eat real food, and if I'm the only one home to cook for you, than cook for you I shall~" And with that, he turned back to his book, smiling. XX
Hikari bid Kazuo goodbye as he headed off to work, almost feeling like a housewife waving to her husband as he left. That's an entertaining thought. Returning to the sitting room and taking his seat at the dining table, Hikari turned back to his book, though he only half-concentrated on the words as his mind was preoccupied with thoughts of ever being referred to as Kazuo's 'wife' or even 'husband'. Well, I suppose I can't deny the fact that I did flirt with him half an hour ago, though he could very well be a ladies man. He laughed quietly to himself, entertained by the idea. After all, it couldn't be denied that Kazuo was an extremely handsome man, and he definitely wasn't a complete musclehead jerk like some handsome men tended to be. XXX
As promised, Hikari made sure there was a meal waiting when Kazuo returned. Donburi, complete with fresh salmon and bean sprouts. I wonder what nee-san would say to me if she knew I actually put off my 'far-too-early' bedtime in order to cook dinner for a man. She would probably be proud. XXX
As they were in Akihabara, it wasn't long before they came across a group of mascots showcasing a new anime, and Hikari was more than happy to photograph his friends with the characters. Hikari himself didn't watch anime, so he had no interest in the ordeal, though he was inevitably pulled into one of the photographs by Takumi. Not that he minded, really. The four then made their way to a famous bookstore. Miki practically dragged Takumi into the manga section, his love for manga and anime rivaled by none. Hikari was content to look over a collection of English novels he'd found, chatting quietly with Kazuo about the ones he'd read before and recommending quite a few. He ended up purchasing a copy of Alice In Wonderland. XX
It wasn't until lunchtime, when the group stopped at a nearby McDonalds to eat, that Hikari came to realize how many places he hadn't been to before. The arcade had been one. McDonalds was another. Despite having lived in Tokyo for over a year and having passed one every day in order to get to class, he had never once eaten anything from the franchise. Judging by the surprise on Nakajima-san and Takumi-san's faces, I'm going to assume that is unheard of. Hikari explained that his family was hell-bent on cooking every meal themselves, and that he'd never really eaten out anywhere at all, whether it be a fast-food place or a fancy restaurant. "My mother gets a bit worried when it comes to any type of food we didn't prepare ourselves." XX
Hikari was a bit sad to see Kazuo and Miki leave, though he understood that they both had classes that afternoon, and didn't allow his mind to linger on the disappointment. He and Takumi continued to walk about Akihabara, stopping to look around in different stores and chatting about a wide variety of things along the way. During the conversation, Hikari was given the opportunity to soak in several different stories - some of which were sure to be embarrassing - about Takumi and Kazuo's childhood. Hikari learned more about Kazuo's mother and little brother, and a bit about Takumi's family, though the tall blond seemed much more interested in talking about his friend. I wonder if I talked about Miki the way he talks about Nakajima-san... XX
As expected, the apartment was empty when he arrived, and Hikari mumbled a quiet 'tadaimasu' to himself as he slipped off his converse. He carefully taped his new photographs up on his bedroom wall, setting his cameras and the book on the floor beside his futon, and changing out of his damp clothing. He then spent the next hour reading Alice In Wonderland, soft classical music playing from the radio. How interesting, to be in a dream but also not be. I wonder if Alice will ever make a concrete decision of whether she's dreaming or not. Hikari's head snapped up as the front door opened. XX
"I'm home." "Welcome back, Kazuo-san." He said sweetly, carefully marking his place and closing the book. "I have to work part-time with Taku at a Coffee Shop today. I won't be back until 9:00PM so you don't have to wait for me, okay? You don't have to make dinner for me either, I can stop by the convenience store to buy something." Smirking at his roommate, Hikari crossed his arms over his chest and shook his head. "I'm afraid that won't do, Kazuo-san. Eating processed food from a convenience store is not the type of meal that will keep you healthy. Someone as handsome as yourself deserves to eat real food, and if I'm the only one home to cook for you, than cook for you I shall~" And with that, he turned back to his book, smiling. XX
Hikari bid Kazuo goodbye as he headed off to work, almost feeling like a housewife waving to her husband as he left. That's an entertaining thought. Returning to the sitting room and taking his seat at the dining table, Hikari turned back to his book, though he only half-concentrated on the words as his mind was preoccupied with thoughts of ever being referred to as Kazuo's 'wife' or even 'husband'. Well, I suppose I can't deny the fact that I did flirt with him half an hour ago, though he could very well be a ladies man. He laughed quietly to himself, entertained by the idea. After all, it couldn't be denied that Kazuo was an extremely handsome man, and he definitely wasn't a complete musclehead jerk like some handsome men tended to be. XXX
As promised, Hikari made sure there was a meal waiting when Kazuo returned. Donburi, complete with fresh salmon and bean sprouts. I wonder what nee-san would say to me if she knew I actually put off my 'far-too-early' bedtime in order to cook dinner for a man. She would probably be proud. XXX
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