We look at each other, wondering what the other is thinking
Who: Doumeki, Himawari
When: After the first swimming lesson
Where: Doumeki's room
What: Himawari and Doumeki have a much-needed chat. Himawari's clueless, as usual.
Rating: PG-13 just to be safe, since I don't know what's going to happen. XD
It was true. Kunogi Himawari really DID begin to stockpile the pretty pink cake from Nausicaa cafe in her room. Well, not really. She had just happened to conveniently bring a piece home everytime she went there, and always wound up giving it away. "Oh well," she thought, and pulled a lavender sweater on over her head, "I don't mind sharing. Otherwise I'd put on weight!"
Waking the ickle bird that was snoozing on her pillow by gently blowing out a breath across its tiny head, Himawari jumped back, giggling, when the poor thing fluttered around, flapping its wings in fright and nearly banging into a bedpost. "Sorry!" she exclaimed, still laughing. "I'm sorry." she kissed the top of its head, and the bird looked at her reproachfully before hopping into place in her small glittery purse.
Trotting out of her room and closing the door behind her carefully, Himawari started down the hall. After a few steps, she remembered Doumeki's strange request.. "Try to come up behind me." Puzzling over that one for a minute, the small girl shrugged and then did an about-face, and began walking again. This time backwards.
She cheated once or twice, occasionally glancing over her shoulder to make sure she wasn't going to run into anything. Finally, she reached the room that Doumeki had entered after leaving Kimihiro's the other night. (She confirmed this by taking a peek out of the corner of her eye, and then snapping her head back into place.) Backing into the door, her shoulders pressed against it, Himawari raised an arm, her knuckles and the back of her hand also towards the door, and knocked awkardly.
"Hello!"
When: After the first swimming lesson
Where: Doumeki's room
What: Himawari and Doumeki have a much-needed chat. Himawari's clueless, as usual.
Rating: PG-13 just to be safe, since I don't know what's going to happen. XD
It was true. Kunogi Himawari really DID begin to stockpile the pretty pink cake from Nausicaa cafe in her room. Well, not really. She had just happened to conveniently bring a piece home everytime she went there, and always wound up giving it away. "Oh well," she thought, and pulled a lavender sweater on over her head, "I don't mind sharing. Otherwise I'd put on weight!"
Waking the ickle bird that was snoozing on her pillow by gently blowing out a breath across its tiny head, Himawari jumped back, giggling, when the poor thing fluttered around, flapping its wings in fright and nearly banging into a bedpost. "Sorry!" she exclaimed, still laughing. "I'm sorry." she kissed the top of its head, and the bird looked at her reproachfully before hopping into place in her small glittery purse.
Trotting out of her room and closing the door behind her carefully, Himawari started down the hall. After a few steps, she remembered Doumeki's strange request.. "Try to come up behind me." Puzzling over that one for a minute, the small girl shrugged and then did an about-face, and began walking again. This time backwards.
She cheated once or twice, occasionally glancing over her shoulder to make sure she wasn't going to run into anything. Finally, she reached the room that Doumeki had entered after leaving Kimihiro's the other night. (She confirmed this by taking a peek out of the corner of her eye, and then snapping her head back into place.) Backing into the door, her shoulders pressed against it, Himawari raised an arm, her knuckles and the back of her hand also towards the door, and knocked awkardly.
"Hello!"