*Knock knock*
"...."
*Knock knock knock*
"....."
*Knock knock knock knock*
"I swear to you goddess if this isn't important, I'm gonna smack a hoe if possible." Grunted Tatsuya as he forced himself up and out of bed to answer who it was that was knocking at this god forsaken hour. (it's ten am) 'And someone who obviously can't take no for an answer' he thought to himself as he slowly trudged his way to the front door.
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*Thirty Minutes before*
"Huh, I guess he does have *some* manners." Shiina Mahiru said mostly to herself, she was alone yet again. But this time by design, no longer feeling as suffocated by being alone in that big house her parents owned. Mahiru quickly snapped out of her depressing thoughts and snatched the small container left on her front door step by Tatsuya himself. Unfolding the note that was also left with the container, a small smile graced her delicate face as she folded it back up and gently set it on the counter, it was nothing but a small thanks for the food, but for someone that had gone unnoticed and unappreciated by those closest to her, this was enough to send a small warmth across her chest.
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"Really, Shiina-san. I do appreciate being visited but it's way too early for that." Tatsuya grumbled as he motioned for her to step inside.
"It is literally ten am, what do you mean too early?" Shiina asked as she stared at the dark haired boy, who was so desperately trying to stifle a yawn and ultimately failing to do so. Choosing to ignore his weird antics she quickly took note of the boys room, a bag full of instant ramen lay on his desk.
"I can't believe you live like this?" She sort of said and asked at the same time, the sheer amount of ramen leaving her stunned, "don't you feel sick?" She asked, wondering how the boy in front of her even managed to function every day
"Like I said last time, my body doesn't seem to mind the ramen. And if I could cook I wouldn't be eating it so often." Said Tatsuya as he rubbed the back of his head, quickly realizing it would probably be better to keep his mouth shut, as Shiina turned to glare at him, an ominous aura leaving her small frame.
"Clean up your eating habits, you'll get sick living like this." She said as she huffed and looked away, "Anyways I'm not here to judge your living situation… though it looks like I should be." She mumbled as she took yet another glance at the room before shaking her head and looking at him again, "Here, I still don't feel I've thanked you enough for what you did last night." Shiina handed him another container of food, which he took feeling the weight of the amount of food packed inside. 'She must have been up super early to make this' thought Tatsuya as he clutched the container to his chest, conveniently forgetting the fact that it was in fact already almost noon.
"Really Shiina-san, you don't have to worry about thanking me. But I'm grateful for the gesture, and I can't wait to dig in." He said as he slightly bowed his head in gratitude, having grown up with a diet of fast food and convenience store lunch boxes made the act of getting home cooked food enough to bring a tear to his eye.
'Wow this guy's weird….' Thought Shiina as she slowly backed away from the boy that was seemingly holding the container of food like it was the most precious thing ever, though the boys antics brought a small smile to her face. *Ahem* "Anyways, please don't forget to wash and return the container like last time, I have to head out now." Shiina spoke as she bowed her head once more and headed for the door.
Having heard Shiina's awkward attempt at disengaging with the conversation, he quickly straightened up and waved her good bye, before pulling out his phone and shooting Kurayama and Akira a quick text.
*Yo! I was able to snag us some good eats, come over (～￣▽￣)～*
*Sorry man no can do, I got plans with this basketball junky I met the other day.*
'Ironic. Doesn't seem like Kurayama is up yet'
*Wait holy sh*t you're awake before noon?!* Messaged Akira, however Tatsuya had thrown his phone onto the bed and as it was set on do not disturb last night he missed the barrage of text of his friend wondering if his health was okay.
"Well, more for me."
*Ten minutes later*
'I shouldn't have eaten it all….' Thought Tatsuya as he lay on the ground, his belly having grown in size comically, 'but it's so good.' He lamented as he stared dazedly at the now empty container.
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'I bet that idiot is gonna end up eating all the food himself' Kurayama couldn't help but think as he previewed Tatsuya's message from his lockscreen and smile wryly as memories surfaced in his mind of Tatsuya doing the same thing many times before, but before Kurayama could respond telling him he was already half way out of the apartment building his thoughts were cut short as a woman's body collided with his own, sending him tumbling backwards as he tried his best to keep himself upright while holding onto who ever had crashed into him, stopping them from hitting the ground.
"o-ouch" mumbled the strange woman as tried to stand upright, only succeeding when Kurayama offered her a hand. 'What a strange color of hair, I feel like I've seen it som-' His thoughts cut short by the woman's words. "Sorry! Thanks for catching me, gotta go!" She shouted in one breath as she darted into the apartment building leaving a bewildered Kurayama standing in front of the building with his hand still outstretched. 'That purple hair color, Idol?'
As if almost to confirm his thoughts a massive mob seemingly appeared out of nowhere.
Random guy #1 "Ai Hoshino, where did she go?"
Random girl #2 "Did you see her?!"
"Uh… She tried to go in here, but it doesn't open without an access card." He explained as he reached for the main doors handle and tried opening it to no avail, conveniently omitting the fact that he himself had one such card and had let the famous idol in himself, "She went that way." He pointed to the street corner to his right.
Random guy # 6 "Thanks glasses!"
'Why does everyone always mention my glasses?' he mused to himself as the giant mob ran towards the direction he had pointed to, watching them disappear around the corner he turns back towards the building wondering where the idol herself had gone, only to find her staring right at him, her face pressed up against the glass made door staring intently at him.
"HOLY-!" He exclaimed as he jumped slightly back almost like a cat whose tail had just been stepped on, "Hey that's rude!" Exclaimed Ai as she opened cracked open the door peaking her head around the corner, *phew* She exhaled a breath she didn't even realize she was holding as she wiped the sweat from her forehead. "You can't seriously get jump scared by this face!" She couldn't help but complain as she pointed to herself as she turned back to her savior who was already half a street away. 'I do NOT want to deal with whatever mess she'll inevitably attract' thought Kurayama as he crossed his arms in an x motion in his mind. 'Wait doesn't she end up getting stabbed by some crazed fan?' The thought made him stop dead in his tracks as Ai was right behind him trying to catch up.
"How rude! You can't just walk away midsentence like that!" The fire in her voice dying down as she noticed the way he was looking at her, a mix of pity and reluctance, "Don't you know who I am?" She couldn't help but ask, as one of Japan's most popular idols there weren't many of today's youth that didn't at least recognize who she was. "Oh, I know who you are, I just don't really care." Explained Kurayama calmly as he fully turned to face the idol, whose mouth was now wide open in shock, 'he doesn't care?'
"Either way, you should stay inside the building and call for someone to pick you up." Kurayama stated as he walked back to the front door, opening it back up so she could remain safely inside. "A person of your magnitude shouldn't be walking alone at any time of the day."
"Ugh, do you know how suffocating that is!" Ai couldn't help but scream as she was snapped out of her daze by his cold rational voice, she knew he was right because her manager Ichigo Saito and Miyako Saito had warned her countless times before to not be seen in public without some sort of supervision, yet she couldn't help but lament at the loss of freedom she now found herself with. "And you!" Ai pointed at him, "how can you be so, so" she continued, her hands waving in front of her.
"Calm?" He finished her sentence. "Yeah calm! Aren't you supposed to ask for like an," Ai tried to rationalize before he cut in once more, his voice still calm and very much collected. "An autograph? Would that help you calm down?" He asked as he dug into his pocket, pulling out an unused napkin he had laying in his coats pocket. "Here, oh divine idol, please sign this!" He asked for her signature in a deadpan voice, as he reached to hand the napkin to the still stumped idol. "You're impossible, you know that?" Responded Ai as she took a deep breath to calm her mind. A wry grin forming on her face.
"You live here, yes?" She asked after a few moments of silence, prompting Kurayama to finally place the napkin back into his pocket. "Yeah, I moved in only a handful of days ago." He explained as he motioned for the girl to step foot into the building that was now her safe haven. "Well, I guess a neighborly welcome is in order." Said Ai as she bowed her, "I live on the third floor, please take care of me." She finished her bow as she straightened back up and hit her iconic idol pose, causing Kurayama to break out in a cold sweat, 'she freakin lives here? by the gods what is wrong with this building' he thought as he rubbed his temple, then bowing his head slightly. "I live on the second floor, please take care of me as well."
"Aw! We live so close to one another! I'll finally have some free time this coming week, I'll make sure to stop by!" Ai exclaimed, her eyes lighting up at the idea of having a new friend, one that seemingly wasn't overly interested in who she was on screen.
Meanwhile Kurayama's thoughts were anything but calm, 'Goddess… why do you do this to me?' he cried, his mind in complete despair as the headache known as tragic story characters was now settling in. 'if this is the price I gotta pay, man take me back'
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I'm gonna be so honest, i dont even remember if i gave them full names yet, or what floor they live on (っ °Д °;)っ
i barely remembered what it was that they had already done in the last chapters.
It was very hard not to drop a bombshell and make the person who bumps into Kurayama be magical girl herself, Serafell. But i figure i should save that for another fic if i want to
Somewhat of a shorter chapter as i get back into the groove of things. Once more, any questions comments and or concerns are all welcome, maybe some power stones if you think the story is worth them. <(＿ ＿)>