~Hikikomori~ (Ravi and Oil)

[Tangy]

(yeah~)

Hiromi woke up a bit too early than she should've.... but she had always been in the habit of early rising thanks to her modelling job. Because fuck any kind of wish to have time for just herself. She groaned slightly as she didn't want to get up and rolled over to her right- as that was usually what she used to do. Roll right off the bed, otherwise she just wouldn't get off the bed. Then again, those beds weren't on the floor- but being the groggy not-so-morning-person she was, she couldn't remember right away where she was. So when she didn't reach the end of the bed and fall she didn't know what to think and froze.


It didn't take long to remember.


"Shit!" she sprung up only to see really nothing but the room that belonged to Takeshi's. She was now on his own bed and he was close to her. Though, she didn't think anything of it. "Hope I didn't wake him..." she mumbled to herself. She scratched the back of her head and released a yawn and decided to stand up.


Eck- she just felt all kinds of uncomfortable.


One of those many things would be this damn outfit. Especially the garter bet stockings- that was certainly a pain in the ass. They already uncomfortable to just wear in general.


Groaning once more she looked around and slowly walked over to Takeshi's drawers. Surely he wouldn't mind...no. They were best friends and she's worn his clothes a couple times before. Grabbing the biggest T-shirt of his she could find she found her way to the bathroom and removed her clothing and replaced it with Takeshi's shirt, which was long enough that she could consider it a gown.


Upon exiting the bathroom she looked around the house- ok this was just a plain wreck...maybe...and she walked out of the front door.

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[Castello]

(Awwww, cute kitty :3)


His eyes slowly opened and he gazed outside his window. He yawned and slowly arose from his slumber, Takeshi was always a morning person, he loved the morning and breakfast was his favourite time of the day, well it was. Back when he was young he had lots of breakfast foods in his cabinets, but now that he was a Hikikomori he had nothing but ramen, and he wasn't in the mood for that.


However he noticed something, Hiromi wasn't there, but then again she was a model, she must've been used to waking up at early hours. Takeshi stretched one last time and leaped out of bed, expecting to see Hiromi somewhere when he exited the room, however she was nowhere to be seen. Takeshi just expected she left because she had enough of him and his crappy apartment and set off for another place. He wasn't to unhappy, it was probably better for her to get as far away from him as possible.


Takeshi digressed and shuffled through the patches of garbage and made his way to his computer, motivated to write. He turned his computer on and made his way to the word document he was working on.


"All right lets get writing!" He said optimistically.


However he was a little sad Hiromi left, now he was all alone.... Because of this he closed out of the document and turned on his favourite romance show.

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[Tangy]

"Thank you so much~!" Hiromi smiled as she held the supplies in her arms and bowed her thanks at one of the neighbors in whom was practically drooling over her.


"O-of course miss, if you ever need anything else just let me know ok? I'm always here!" he exclaimed joyously and Hiromi faked a pleasent giggle and presented her advertised smile. "Of course~ I'll see you soon, you've been a real life savior~" she cooed as she winked a goodbye and pranced back over to Takeshi's home, making sure to keep the supplies firmly held in her arms. Opening the door, she walked inside only to notice Takeshi watching some kind of show. "Saturday morning cartoons?" she teased, even though she could clearly see it wasn't even a cartoon. She was quick to find her clothes she left in the bathroom and hide the supplies underneath them before concentrating her full attention on Takeshi. Refreshed and awake, she offered her sunny side smile to her friend. "Good morning Takeshi~!"

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[Castello]

Takeshi paused the show and looked back to see Hiromi wearing his shirt. He paused a moment and chuckled a little bit. "Good Moring Hiromi. Where were you and why are you wearing my shirt? Meh, whatever, it probably looks better on you anyways." He said awkwardly looking at the shirt and not her eyes, he still couldn't muster up the courage. "Oh yes, these aren't saturday morning cartoons, this is research!" He said in a rather prideful tone as he closed the tab and gave her his attention.


(Sorry for the short post >.<)

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[Tangy]

"Research right~!" Hiromi clapped, as an idea on yet another game-plan was sprung into her head. "Say listen now Takeshi, haven't you been working for a while now?" she asked as she walked over to him, a warm smile on her face as she reached over to his computer and turned his screen off. "Yeah...you should totally take a break from that, am I right? A break from work- yes, you've been working so hard. You just need to take some time off from that and relax. Now doesn't that sound fun?" she opted in her most cherry and persuasive voice she could offer.

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[Castello]

Hiromi was acting very strange and Takeshi wasn't sure on how to react. Her words were sugar coated and she seemed either sarcastic or completely genuine. Takeshi got up and looked in the direction of Hiromi. "I've only been up for 5 minutes.... What was it you wanted to do with me? I don't exactly do alot, other than sleep and write." He said honestly and started to realize that she was acting as if she was hiding something from him.

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[Tangy]

"Then it's time for a change of pace~" she sang as she clapped and pointed a finger at him to wait. Turning around she ran into the bathroom- grabbed her lump of clothes and hidden supplies and moved them out of the bathroom and set them in a corner she claimed hers for a temporary amount of time.


Nodding in satisfaction from that, she tuned around and snapped her finger over at Takeshi. "Go get yourself a nice and relaxing bath~" she sang, a small smile on her face.

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[Castello]

Takeshi paused a moment, confused on why she was running everywhere. Numerous thoughts ran through Takeshi's mind like; 'what is she doing,' and 'she is plotting something isn't she?' He scratched his head as he watched her scurry around, to him what seemed aimlessly. When she told him to take bath Takeshi darted his eyes around her body and at the wall behind her shaking his head. "My bath only comes on, on Wednesdays, weird plan I have with the water providers. Anyways, why do you want me to take a bath? Do I really smell that bad, well I probably do, but that's aside the point." He said quickly, turning back to his computer screen. "If you just want me out of the room, I'll take my labtop and leave." He said looking back briefly.

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[Tangy]

Hiromi nodded pleasantly when he said he'd leave the room if she wanted him to. Well, it was probably all a bit on the rude side considering she was an unexpected guest and was lucky enough to gain hospitality here but Hiromi meant nothing but good out of what she was trying to do. ...Of course she couldn't tell Takeshi that. So she just kept on her small little smile without him knowing any of her true intentions because, you know, surprises were always just loads of fun..


"Yes...if you would please. Just for a little bit? I'll even make you breakfast or something if you want me to. Just...I kinda need to take care of something." ooh that would sprout some curiosity and skepticism, now wouldn't it. "Female things." she added in quickly with an embarrassed smile to support her own false words. Come on Takeshi...take the bait.

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[Castello]

Takeshi paused and thought for a second, 'what exactly do females do.... She probably just means her make-up or what not.' Takeshi got up and grabbed his labtop, "All right Hiromi, I'll leave. I'll leave you to do it is you do, just don't trash the place, it took me hours to clean it up." He said in a sarcastic voice, followed by a mellow chuckled and on that note he left the room. He wondered how long she would be, I mean it didn't take too long to do female things, did it? Takeshi digressed and turned back on his corny drama show. He focused on it closely, it was almost weird how focused he was. It was at this part where the main character got into an intimate relationship with his favourite girl character and they were finally sharing their first kiss scene. Takeshi took down a couple notes on how it was executed, but paid close attention aswell, to the way her lips moved around his, the gentle touching around the shoulders and legs, it was rather graceful in a way. Or atleast in his opinion.

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[Tangy]

Hiromi smiled in contempt as she watched Takeshi pick up his computer and move into his room. Feeling satisfied, she skipped over to her stuff in the corner and removed the layers of clothing that hid her little materials that she had been hiding. Smiling in contempt, she picked up the materials and began her...'female things'...


"Really? How do mean even live like this?" she asked in dissatisfaction as she fumbled through garbage. "Eck, there's even mold in some of these containers..really Takeshi." she took her time though and soon she had most of it done. "Now just for the febreeze." she sang as she began to spray the home with smell-good spray.

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[Castello]

Takeshi unplugged his headset as the faint sound of rustling entered his ear. 'What could she possibly be up to?' he thought intuitively. He got off his computer and made his way to the door and knocked a couple of times. "Hey Hiromi, what on earth are you doing anyhow?" He asked curiously. He continued to stand by the door and awaited her response, though he was tempted to just barge into the room, it was his house after all. But then again, he hadn't had a surprise in so long, his days usually just followed his normal routine, and that got boring and predictable after a while.


(Shorter post, sorry.)

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[Tangy]

"Girl things!" she replied back simply as she finished her first little step and threw the bag securely over to the side. She then began to pick up more...cloth oriented items. Picking up one shirt that looked a little..fishy, she decided to make the mistake of giving it a nice whiff, only to have to be forced to hold back a gag. "Sh-shit!" she coughed out finally, face a bit drained from color. "Takeshi! Do you wash your clothes!?" she said through her coughing fit as she threw the shirt into a new pile of hers that went with the rest of the cloth oriented things. That aside she began to pick up the rest and made a nice pile for that, before nodding in contempt. She was so going to have to give her hands a thorough cleaning after this.

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[Castello]

Now Takeshi was really confused, apparently 'girl things' implied that she would go through his clothes, smelling each one. What was she really doing, or did girls just like smelling male's clothing now? He digressed the thought of checking on her and just sat back on his bed, waiting for her to finish her so called 'girl things'. And it was indeed true, he hadn't washed his clothes in months, the last time it happened was when his neighbour offered to do it for him, he wondered if that neighbour was still even alive? Though Hiromi's reaction was pretty entertaining. "No. I don't go out remember? Kind of hard to wash my clothes." He replied to her honestly, though even he was fed up with the smell it emitted, even though his nose sort of adapted to the smell.

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[Tangy]

(Time for me to overcome my depression)

Hiromi sighed before throwing digging through the rest of the mess. Oh hey look the floor...that would need to be cleaned. "Honestly Takeshi...You need a housekeeper or something. But I bet you couldn't dare even hire one of those." she said, weary over the thought on any ways to help him. Everything just seemed futile unless Takeshi decided to become a neat freak and organized young man which...knowing him for as long as she did, she didn't see happening. Sighing once more and putting the rest of the clothes in a pile she decided to put them all in a bag. "Guess I'll just have to wash them myself...don't want you to walk around naked before too long." she said to herself, but if he wanted to Takeshi would be able to hear. Not that she really cared though.


Afterwards she decided to dig into the trash but flinched when she saw a bit of fuzz. "O-oh god..." she mumbled helplessly. "Is that...mold?" she said, jerking herself back in a standing up position as she kicked away at the carton that once held some kind of food. "Honestly Takeshi!" she squeaked bewildered. "HOW are you not sick or something!?"
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[Castello]

Takeshi closed his labtop and let out a long sigh. He might aswell pay as close attention as he could to what she was saying and doing. If she started cleaning, he would start to feel bad and pitch in himself. "I'd love to hire a house keeper, it's just you know, the whole hikikomori thing and the fact that I'm practically broke. That makes buying things little hard if you ask me." He said loud enough so that she could hear his talking from the other side. He put his ear up to the door and listened closely, listening to the subtle rustles of trash and grossed out statements. When she asked how he wasn't sick, he was not entirely sure how to reply. For all he knew, he was sick, mentally atleast. How many people lock themselves up for years on end, isolating themselves from society. But surely she mean't physically sick and getting into the mental side of thing may make the question more complicated. "I'm not sure myself, I guess I just adapted to my environment. It's kind of like when you put your hand on a hot stove, it hurts in the begginng, but after a while you don't feel anything." He said quite proud of his little analogy.




(Aw shucks, well I hope you feel better soon. If you need someone to talk to about it, I'd be happy to.)​

 

[Tangy]

Hiromi, however, was a little baffled by his analogy. "I hope you're not trying to tell me that you just keep your hand on a hot stove as a pass time!" she nagged as she carried on with the trash- actually taking some tongs she so conveniently found in the kitchen and picking up some of the trash and tossing it into the trash bag, crinkling up her nose in the process.


"You need a house keeper...like seriously." she said- putting distance between her and the trashcan, her inner girly girl leaking out at the presence of petty food mold. She took pleasure in knowing that soon this would all be done with and it was all for the benefit of her dear friend Takeshi.

(Thank you. I'm really sorry. ;u​

 

[Castello]

Takeshi let out a sigh and shook his head, even though she couldn't see it. "No, of course I don't do that. I wouldn't be able to turn the door knob to let you in if that was the case." He told her and collapsed back into his bed, he was hungry now... great. He would walk in on her but knowing her she'd probably throw a fit and shove him back into his room, so there was no point. "Hey, uh, Hiromi when will you be finished? I understand you are probably changing or something, which is why I can't come in. But could you maybe hurry up?" He asked her calmly, still lying on his bed. Now that she mentioned sickness he was feeling a bit iffy, perhaps it was the company of another person, or maybe it was because he hadn't eaten for 2 days now.




(You don't have to apologize, I am not mad .)​