You & Me - The Second Act - Chapter 12 + 13
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I don't know if there are more people here who actually want to read this, who didn't join talk_battle.. but since I know at least one, I'm posting it here, too.
Chapter twelve
“Ouw, these shoes really are killing me.” Asako complained.
“Who wanted to take a walk home?” Osa asked her, grinning.
“Geez, I know it was me. But did you expect me to get in a car with you and let you drive after... how many drinks did you have?” She stopped walking, holding onto Osa’s arm for support.
“Don’t know either. Asako, when did you manage to become so reasonable?”
“Dunno.” she shrugged.
“Masa-chan, carry me upstairs, pleeeeeease?” They had just arrived in front of Asako’s house.
“I would ruin your dress that way, you know... But I could carry your shoes if you take them off.” ‘And your dress, too.’ “Your house has an elevator anyway.” Osa opened the door for her.
“Just wanted to test my chances.”
Osa wasn’t quite sure if she actually had heard or imagined it. ‘Well obviously at least one drink too much’ she decided, not sure if she meant herself or Asako.
Before the door was closed, Asako had thrown off her shoes and went to the kitchen. Osa followed her. Should she stay, or leave? Asako shoved a glass of water into Osa’s hand and told her
“No question. You’re staying.” as if she had read her mind.
“Thanks.”
“Ah, no need to thank me, after all I just need someone to get me out of this.” Asako winked at her while slowly moving one hand down her dress. “And prepare breakfast of course.”
Osa felt close to fainting but managed to nod “Well, sure. I knew it would be hard to earn my stay.”
About one week later.
“Haruno-san, Sena-san, you really should have a look at this magazine.” One of the backstage workers was waving a magazine into their faces when they arrived that morning.
“What is it?” Asako asked, snatching it from his grip.
“There’s an article on the show, and some really awesome pictures from the opening night’s party.” Daisuke told them. Asako flipped through the pages until she found the mentioned article. She quickly scanned the pictures, then threw it at Osa.
She only needed one look at the page to ask: “May I keep that?”
The guy nodded, but Osa didn’t see him since she was already heading the direction of her dressing room.
Osa let herself drop down into a chair, staring at the magazine’s pages. Anyone watching would have assumed she was reading, but all she could do was stare at the pictures. Of course, a photo couldn’t match the fine golden colour of Asako’s long neckholder dress, but it was still better than just relying on one’s memory. Surely there would be more magazines with pictures from the party? Osa took a mental note to ask Daisuke to try and get her some more.
“Make sure the pages are still readable when you’re through with it, because I’m quite curious to read it.” Asako clearly had emphasised the word ‘read’ just now, hadn’t she? Osa, who was clutching the magazine to her chest, looked up at her.
“How long have you been there?”
“All along. I followed you. Don’t tell me you didn’t notice.” Asako at last moved into Osa’s dressing room and closed the door behind her.
~*~
Chapter thirteen
They had finished five weeks of the show run already. Time was flying so fast! Osa sat at home drinking coffee. She had slept in late and had been lazy all morning since it was her day off.
‘I should ask Asako if she wants to have a few days of holiday with me when the last day is over.’ Osa thought.
The last day of this perfomance... Somehow only to think of it was frightening her. She had no plans on what to do after, which was highly unusual for her. She had declined the one offer she got without really knowing why, but right now going to Osaka wasn’t an option. She grabbed her mobile and sent Asako a mail.
‘What are you doing today?’ Asako read. Leaning back on the sofa and looking at the ceiling for a moment, she thought about it. Actually she had planned to visit her family today to collect the books she had forgotten to take with her last week. But Osa’s mail sounded like she wanted to meet... No, actually there was nothing in it that sounded like she wanted to, but Asako was hoping the mail implied the chance of meeting.
‘Want to go shopping with me? But I have to stop at my parent’s home to get something back first.’ Osa looked at her mobile. Was it so obvious that she wanted to see her? Sometimes Asako still managed to surprise her. Normally Osa would have been glad if Asako got the clue when she directly asked her to meet. Osa laughed. Maybe she wanted to see her herself after all?
‘Sure. Take your time and come over when you’re finished.’ Asako grinned, stood up, and carried her teacup into the kitchen. That had been pretty easy so far. She made a victory sign at her reflection in the mirror before opening the wardrobe’s door to grab some clothes.
“How could you forget such a... mountain of books without realising it?” Osa laughed when she saw the heavy bag on Asako’s backseat. Asako had just told her why she had to go to her parent’s house earlier.
“I don’t know, either.” She parked the car, sounding not too pleased.
“So, where do you want to go first?” Osa decided not to comment any further about Asako’s sometimes too-cute forgetfulness. She had to smile when thinking of the things she had found lying around in her apartment over the last months after Asako had left. She even forgot to take her car keys three or four times already!
“Don’t know... clothes I guess. Why are you grinning like you just won the lottery?”
“Uhm, nothing, really. So clothes then.” Osa kept on grinning.
“Oh, I’m starving, let’s go eat something.” Asako grabbed Osa’s arm and almost dragged her into a restaurant.
“Yeah, sure no problem. What about if we went to this nice restaurant you just pulled me in to?” Osa said with a smile.
“I’m sorry.” Asako let go of Osa’s arm, looking at the ground sheepishly.
Osa leaned closer for a second to say “It’s okay, I like you being vehement.” Then she winked at Asako and sat down at a free table.
“So, how is your meal?” Asako wanted to know after Osa had needed almost fifteen minutes to decide what to order.
“It was a good choice. It’s really tasty, wanna...” before Osa could even finish her sentence, Asako had leaned forwards over the table and snatched the bit Osa had just picked up from her chopsticks. “...try?” Osa added quite unnecessarily.
“Uhm, really good.” Asako told her while chewing.
“Hey there ladies. Out on a date?” Could it be? Had it to be HIM of all people.
“Hello Toni-san, Sachiko-san. What are you doing here?” Osa greeted, while Asako nodded and gave them a fake smile.
“Oh, just shopping, and now we wanted to eat something.”
“Well, enjoy yourselves then.” Asako said, hoping they would get the hint and leave.
“Ah, Toni, I think there’s a free table over there. Come on, before someone else gets it.” Sachiko lightly pulled on his sleeve. “Have a nice day.” She smiled and bowed.
“You too, see you tomorrow.” Osa answered her, equally polite.
Once they were out of earshot, Asako said: “I think I finished my meal. What do you think, let’s go home?”
~*~
Up next are chapters 14 and 15, which means: the end. *laughs*
Hope you enjoyed it.
I don't know if there are more people here who actually want to read this, who didn't join talk_battle.. but since I know at least one, I'm posting it here, too.
Chapter twelve
“Ouw, these shoes really are killing me.” Asako complained.
“Who wanted to take a walk home?” Osa asked her, grinning.
“Geez, I know it was me. But did you expect me to get in a car with you and let you drive after... how many drinks did you have?” She stopped walking, holding onto Osa’s arm for support.
“Don’t know either. Asako, when did you manage to become so reasonable?”
“Dunno.” she shrugged.
“Masa-chan, carry me upstairs, pleeeeeease?” They had just arrived in front of Asako’s house.
“I would ruin your dress that way, you know... But I could carry your shoes if you take them off.” ‘And your dress, too.’ “Your house has an elevator anyway.” Osa opened the door for her.
“Just wanted to test my chances.”
Osa wasn’t quite sure if she actually had heard or imagined it. ‘Well obviously at least one drink too much’ she decided, not sure if she meant herself or Asako.
Before the door was closed, Asako had thrown off her shoes and went to the kitchen. Osa followed her. Should she stay, or leave? Asako shoved a glass of water into Osa’s hand and told her
“No question. You’re staying.” as if she had read her mind.
“Thanks.”
“Ah, no need to thank me, after all I just need someone to get me out of this.” Asako winked at her while slowly moving one hand down her dress. “And prepare breakfast of course.”
Osa felt close to fainting but managed to nod “Well, sure. I knew it would be hard to earn my stay.”
About one week later.
“Haruno-san, Sena-san, you really should have a look at this magazine.” One of the backstage workers was waving a magazine into their faces when they arrived that morning.
“What is it?” Asako asked, snatching it from his grip.
“There’s an article on the show, and some really awesome pictures from the opening night’s party.” Daisuke told them. Asako flipped through the pages until she found the mentioned article. She quickly scanned the pictures, then threw it at Osa.
She only needed one look at the page to ask: “May I keep that?”
The guy nodded, but Osa didn’t see him since she was already heading the direction of her dressing room.
Osa let herself drop down into a chair, staring at the magazine’s pages. Anyone watching would have assumed she was reading, but all she could do was stare at the pictures. Of course, a photo couldn’t match the fine golden colour of Asako’s long neckholder dress, but it was still better than just relying on one’s memory. Surely there would be more magazines with pictures from the party? Osa took a mental note to ask Daisuke to try and get her some more.
“Make sure the pages are still readable when you’re through with it, because I’m quite curious to read it.” Asako clearly had emphasised the word ‘read’ just now, hadn’t she? Osa, who was clutching the magazine to her chest, looked up at her.
“How long have you been there?”
“All along. I followed you. Don’t tell me you didn’t notice.” Asako at last moved into Osa’s dressing room and closed the door behind her.
~*~
Chapter thirteen
They had finished five weeks of the show run already. Time was flying so fast! Osa sat at home drinking coffee. She had slept in late and had been lazy all morning since it was her day off.
‘I should ask Asako if she wants to have a few days of holiday with me when the last day is over.’ Osa thought.
The last day of this perfomance... Somehow only to think of it was frightening her. She had no plans on what to do after, which was highly unusual for her. She had declined the one offer she got without really knowing why, but right now going to Osaka wasn’t an option. She grabbed her mobile and sent Asako a mail.
‘What are you doing today?’ Asako read. Leaning back on the sofa and looking at the ceiling for a moment, she thought about it. Actually she had planned to visit her family today to collect the books she had forgotten to take with her last week. But Osa’s mail sounded like she wanted to meet... No, actually there was nothing in it that sounded like she wanted to, but Asako was hoping the mail implied the chance of meeting.
‘Want to go shopping with me? But I have to stop at my parent’s home to get something back first.’ Osa looked at her mobile. Was it so obvious that she wanted to see her? Sometimes Asako still managed to surprise her. Normally Osa would have been glad if Asako got the clue when she directly asked her to meet. Osa laughed. Maybe she wanted to see her herself after all?
‘Sure. Take your time and come over when you’re finished.’ Asako grinned, stood up, and carried her teacup into the kitchen. That had been pretty easy so far. She made a victory sign at her reflection in the mirror before opening the wardrobe’s door to grab some clothes.
“How could you forget such a... mountain of books without realising it?” Osa laughed when she saw the heavy bag on Asako’s backseat. Asako had just told her why she had to go to her parent’s house earlier.
“I don’t know, either.” She parked the car, sounding not too pleased.
“So, where do you want to go first?” Osa decided not to comment any further about Asako’s sometimes too-cute forgetfulness. She had to smile when thinking of the things she had found lying around in her apartment over the last months after Asako had left. She even forgot to take her car keys three or four times already!
“Don’t know... clothes I guess. Why are you grinning like you just won the lottery?”
“Uhm, nothing, really. So clothes then.” Osa kept on grinning.
“Oh, I’m starving, let’s go eat something.” Asako grabbed Osa’s arm and almost dragged her into a restaurant.
“Yeah, sure no problem. What about if we went to this nice restaurant you just pulled me in to?” Osa said with a smile.
“I’m sorry.” Asako let go of Osa’s arm, looking at the ground sheepishly.
Osa leaned closer for a second to say “It’s okay, I like you being vehement.” Then she winked at Asako and sat down at a free table.
“So, how is your meal?” Asako wanted to know after Osa had needed almost fifteen minutes to decide what to order.
“It was a good choice. It’s really tasty, wanna...” before Osa could even finish her sentence, Asako had leaned forwards over the table and snatched the bit Osa had just picked up from her chopsticks. “...try?” Osa added quite unnecessarily.
“Uhm, really good.” Asako told her while chewing.
“Hey there ladies. Out on a date?” Could it be? Had it to be HIM of all people.
“Hello Toni-san, Sachiko-san. What are you doing here?” Osa greeted, while Asako nodded and gave them a fake smile.
“Oh, just shopping, and now we wanted to eat something.”
“Well, enjoy yourselves then.” Asako said, hoping they would get the hint and leave.
“Ah, Toni, I think there’s a free table over there. Come on, before someone else gets it.” Sachiko lightly pulled on his sleeve. “Have a nice day.” She smiled and bowed.
“You too, see you tomorrow.” Osa answered her, equally polite.
Once they were out of earshot, Asako said: “I think I finished my meal. What do you think, let’s go home?”
~*~
Up next are chapters 14 and 15, which means: the end. *laughs*
Hope you enjoyed it.