Thursday 3 November - After School, Towards Dusk

Jul 28, 2006 01:16

In a huff, Miki Kimura brought his bike to a stop at the top of a hill. For some reason, he couldn't remember that hill ever being there before. It took all his energy just to pump enough energy into the pedals to get the bike up the hill without having to ditch the plastic bag containing a box that hung from one of the bike's handle bars ( Read more... )

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glass_maiden July 28 2006, 20:26:52 UTC
"I'll get it papa!" Yuki darted out from her room and to the door. Her hair was tied up into a tight pony tail. Today new hardware had come in and they were both messing with it. Each time they had a problem or found something new the other would IM stating it.

She rounded the final corner, grabbed the money on the small hallway table, and opened the door. A few bangs fell out of place as she stared at the delivery man.

(if something was planned I will delete the post)

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hidden_agenda_ August 1 2006, 18:26:54 UTC
Miki nearly fell off the oversized bike. She looked different, but could it be- "H-haramori!?!" he said looking down at the address card to see if he was mistaken.

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glass_maiden August 1 2006, 20:33:30 UTC
Yuki just gawked at Miki for a few more seconds, "m-Miki?" She knew she used his first name but at this moment she didn't care.

Right now her crush was standing at her doorstep, and she looked like a total mess.

"huh...umm...huh..... w-what are you doing here?" She didn't dare look down at her clothing. Dressed in female boxer's and a shirt that read '133t 15 A11', was something she didn't want anyone to see.

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hidden_agenda_ August 3 2006, 06:10:55 UTC
"I-I don't know," Miki said quickly. Realizing he was speaking without thinking, he hit his fist against his face in a thinking type way. "I mean," he began in a much calmer voice, "I'm on a delivery, and I followed the address perfectly. At least I don't think I made any mistakes. Did you order this?" He helped up the bag containing the delivery. Mentally, he was cursing himself for rambling.

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