~MADOKA POV~
I woke up in the morning, realized that it’s already half past seven. It’s a dreamless sleep, and felt really uncomfortable if you think about it.
I remember last night I fell into confusion due to slight anger and fever, Ichika-nii must be worried, I must apologize.
“Ah…”
I noticed that I was half naked under a lot of blanket… must’ve because the clothes is swollen. This is embarrassing, to think that Ichika-nii do all of this.
“AAH! What should I do?”
“Madoka, have you awakened yet?”
“AH! Ichika-nii! Wait I’m naked!”
The door is creaking, and Ichika-nii poking out.
“I know; I have prepared you new clothes including…”
The atmospheric pressure increased by several kilobars when Ichika-nii kept silent for at the least ten second. And finally break the tension with one sentence… and a smile.
“…hot water for you to use”
Silent, it’s eerily silent. But why the awkward response before? On that note, why I suddenly feel embarassed? Months ago, I have no qualms about us taking a bath together…
“If you felt refreshed already, go downstairs and let’s have a breakfast”
“Ha-hai…”
I washed all the doubt and tension with the warm water, provides a sense of revival. In fact, I can see myself on the mirror, a sense of certain confidence and urge to act cheerfully like a spoiled child.
Ichika-nii already waiting for me, dressed in a short baggy pants and long sleeved blue shirt, very unusual style considering how he usually prefer casual long pants. On a more striking note, he also wears a buffed leather glove.
“Ichika-nii… the glove…”
“Oh this?” he waved it cheerily “SAP Gloves, considering the time I spent wearing ByakuShiki, I felt odd losing that weight”
Hmm, I see.
He removed the gloves and washed his hand before we enjoy the breakfast he provided. Once or twice I glanced at Ichika-nii, my eyes following his body curve, with the navy colored clothes hugging tightly, accentuating his body. It’s as if…
As if it’s an I.S. pilot outfit…
After finished our breakfast, Ichika-nii went to wash the dish by himself, even though I insisted to help.
He quickly wore a plain light gray shirt on top of his form-fitting garment, it’s quite jarring to saw a 172 cm guy with such apparel, but at the same time it fits and made Ichika-nii look his age.
I wonder it myself, this is the first time I used truly girly clothing, usually just stick to sleeveless garment and long pants, and the only skirt I used is my uniform. I have stopped wearing casual skirt since the kidnapping incident, and now I’m using one, a miniskirt (loaned by Nohotoke, and I wonder how her apparel can fits me who is 10 cm taller, I wonder)… to preserve modesty, I have to use spatz.
“You look good in that blouse” he grinned “It’s about time”
SO he doesn’t notice the skirt? Oh well.
“Yes”
After checked all security measures, we left the house, staring at it for a while with a bright smile “We should came her more often” I told him “Never sleep so comfortable”
“Fun thing, I felt the same, I don’t really eager staying in the dorm in fact”
“However…”
He smiled radiantly “It’s not that bad, meeting more people and having a lot of friends. Besides, Chifuyu-nee will be angry”
I pouted in response and hooked his arm, playfully tugging and swinging around him… come to think of it; I always act like this when I was a preteen… until we separated that is.
And Houki…
Houki always felt jealous, and we ended up playing tug-of-war with Ichika-nii in place of a rope. He often yells in response and pulled of us into a bear hug, crushing us within a strong grip, as such he was really strong as a kid.
~ICHIKA POV~
“Oi, lovebirds there!”
Our moment of childishness interrupted by a yell across the road, Dan was there, dressed neatly in a stylized black coat with golden trim, his usual bandana has changed form blue to black as well, again, is golden trim really necessary? What the…
My mind wander to a little girl stood beside him, her red hair is similar to Dan in both color and style, if look somewhat more stylish and healthy. Her white, frilly blouse flowing along the summer breeze and the wind caused by auto vehicles running around.
Mouth agape, her expression then changed into an excitement as she waved at me.
“Is that…”
“Yeah, that’s Gotanda Ran, Dan’s sister, still in junior high”
Madoka’s face set at blank, until her lips curled into a 3. Oh man…
“She certainly looks normal…”
Of course she looks normal, what did you expect?
“I expect someone taller and… err… bustier?”
Great, not everyone is 10 cm taller than they normally should, Madoka. You can’t use Houki and yourself as template.
And no, even though Dan is tall, he’s not that muscular, if we take genetics into consideration, related to hormonal outtake… wait genetic doesn’t work that way! At least, the pattern can’t be that accurate right? There’s always deviation to take consideration about…
Okay, since when we started mind reading each other again?
“Ah, I’m sorry, she insisted about going with us…”
“Nah, its okay, the more the merrier”
Even though Madoka said that, she looks at me with disappointed eyes. I know, this is supposed to be a date, but that’s your fault for asking Dan.
She pouted in response, hey, don’t be a spoiled child.