Realistic or Modern Moves Like Your Livelihood Depends on It

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[div class=scroll]"So, you're more of a dessert kind of girl, eh, Aki-chan?" I leaned on the actual girl with a fingergun on my chin and the smuggest grin my lips could muster. "Going to have to get Kushi-kun to take you to a nice pastry then."

After paying, I couldn't help insistently tapping my feet as we awaited the coming of our orders. The hunger was building up, which was nice for my goal to eating it all like a proper man should, but nobody liked just standing in there doing nothing, especially with the annoyed looks of the other customers still waiting behind us. One man periodically glanced at his clock, while a mother spoke to her child about behaving to get a toy and another man further in the back made an attempt at whistling, flopped at it, then got too embarassed to try again.

I immediately searched for a table when our orders arrived, sprinting towards an open table for 3 to 5 people, with a very comfy-looking couch seat with its back to the wall and a pair of regular chair seats. Naturally, I sat on the regular chairs to let Aki-chan have the couch, a gentleman always ought to let the lady have the comfortable seat! That said, though I didn't like the idea of occupying a table that was for way more people than we had, it appeared the tables for just two were all already taken, and I didn't want to dump my tray on a table to share with strangers.

I slammed the tray on the table and eagerly awaited for Aki-chan to take her seat, towering above my to-be-meal with anticipation (and a little bit of drool). Soon as it was ready, I gave it a loud "itadakimasu!" and unwrapped the papers fast as I could, shoveling in burgers into my mouth, one held in each hand, until my cheeks were like a squirrel's preparing for winter. I would then chove some fries in my mouth in between bites on the burgers, chewing, and sipping on my coke, hitting my chest a couple of times to help me swallow faster (which I quickly stopped doing as the palce turned out to be more sensitive than I innitially expected). I didn't care about the crumbs and sauces piling up around my mouth. In the first place, men were warriors from the very beginnings of mankind! Leisury sitting around eating, worrying about getting a little dirty, nonsense! A man ought to be able to eat a lot, and do it quickly! As such I kept stuffing myself, ignoring the louder-than-they-thought whispers in the background.

"Isn't that a little too much?"

"Oh my God she's eating so much, and yet that figure..."

"I'm so jealous!"

"Mommy, I wants many too!"

"She must've just gotten through a bad break, the poor thing..."

W-well...I would be lying if I said it didn't bother me at all. My eyebrow was certainly twitching and my pace gradually grew a little slowler. Still, a man had to be tough! I couldn't let a little thing like this get to me! Onwards with my plan!

"He-llo."

A blonde boy, about our age, whispered seductively, causing me to nearly leap from my chair? When did this guy with a face that screams "I'm popular and I'm going to peak in my highschool years" get here and kneel next to me?! Why did he have that weird fancy smile on? What did he say again? Wasn't "hello" english for "hi"? Did he think he'd be more attractive if he spoke in a foreign language? No, with that hair, he might actually be a foreigner...

To bad for him, I wasn't actually a girl.

"Yes, is something the matter? Can't a gu- a girl have lunch in peace?"

I responded with a deep frown. Judging by his confused expression he probably only knew two or three sentences in english. I, on the other hand, had a nearly perfect score! I couldn't help a grin, which unfortunately quickly faded once the that blonde recovered his composure and start talking again, this time in japanese.

"Ah, yes, of course, I understood perfectly, you're absolutely right!" No, you absolutely didn't. "I didn't mean to disturb your meal, but I don't know what kind of an idiot dumped such a pretty girl as yourself, but you needn't ruin yourself over it. You'll find a better man. And if you need."

He pointed at himself with his thumb and winked.

"I'll give you a proper shoulder to cry."

I blinked. Then again. The silence was deafening, then I sighed and smirked.

"Come...closer..."

I said, slowly, so that he would understand despite me speaking in english. His eyes lit up and he eargly leaned on me. I raised my hand to his cheek...then a little higher above and flicked his forehead.

Serves him right.

While that guy throwed his hands at his forehead, I grabbed my last burger and fries and shoved them into my mouth, then slurped a bit more of my coke and grabbed my tray.

"Websh gwo.." bits of food flew out of my mouth as I gestured for Aki-chan to come. I ran to put down the tray and quickly exited the restaurant, heading to the last point on my "proving my manliness" plan, the rollercoaster!

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"So, you're more of a dessert kind of girl, eh, Aki-chan?" I leaned on the actual girl with a fingergun on my chin and the smuggest grin my lips could muster. "Going to have to get Kushi-kun to take you to a nice pastry then."

After paying, I couldn't help insistently tapping my feet as we awaited the coming of our orders. The hunger was building up, which was nice for my goal to eating it all like a proper man should, but nobody liked just standing in there doing nothing, especially with the annoyed looks of the other customers still waiting behind us. One man periodically glanced at his clock, while a mother spoke to her child about behaving to get a toy and another man further in the back made an attempt at whistling, flopped at it, then got too embarassed to try again.

I immediately searched for a table when our orders arrived, sprinting towards an open table for 3 to 5 people, with a very comfy-looking couch seat with its back to the wall and a pair of regular chair seats. Naturally, I sat on the regular chairs to let Aki-chan have the couch, a gentleman always ought to let the lady have the comfortable seat! That said, though I didn't like the idea of occupying a table that was for way more people than we had, it appeared the tables for just two were all already taken, and I didn't want to dump my tray on a table to share with strangers.

I slammed the tray on the table and eagerly awaited for Aki-chan to take her seat, towering above my to-be-meal with anticipation (and a little bit of drool). Soon as it was ready, I gave it a loud "itadakimasu!" and unwrapped the papers fast as I could, shoveling in burgers into my mouth, one held in each hand, until my cheeks were like a squirrel's preparing for winter. I would then chove some fries in my mouth in between bites on the burgers, chewing, and sipping on my coke, hitting my chest a couple of times to help me swallow faster (which I quickly stopped doing as the palce turned out to be more sensitive than I innitially expected). I didn't care about the crumbs and sauces piling up around my mouth. In the first place, men were warriors from the very beginnings of mankind! Leisury sitting around eating, worrying about getting a little dirty, nonsense! A man ought to be able to eat a lot, and do it quickly! As such I kept stuffing myself, ignoring the louder-than-they-thought whispers in the background.

"Isn't that a little too much?"

"Oh my God she's eating so much, and yet that figure..."

"I'm so jealous!"

"Mommy, I wants many too!"

"She must've just gotten through a bad break, the poor thing..."

W-well...I would be lying if I said it didn't bother me at all. My eyebrow was certainly twitching and my pace gradually grew a little slowler. Still, a man had to be tough! I couldn't let a little thing like this get to me! Onwards with my plan!

"He-llo."

A blonde boy, about our age, whispered seductively, causing me to nearly leap from my chair? When did this guy with a face that screams "I'm popular and I'm going to peak in my highschool years" get here and kneel next to me?! Why did he have that weird fancy smile on? What did he say again? Wasn't "hello" english for "hi"? Did he think he'd be more attractive if he spoke in a foreign language? No, with that hair, he might actually be a foreigner...

To bad for him, I wasn't actually a girl.

"Yes, is something the matter? Can't a gu- a girl have lunch in peace?"

I responded with a deep frown. Judging by his confused expression he probably only knew two or three sentences in english. I, on the other hand, had a nearly perfect score! I couldn't help a grin, which unfortunately quickly faded once the that blonde recovered his composure and start talking again, this time in japanese.

"Ah, yes, of course, I understood perfectly, you're absolutely right!" No, you absolutely didn't. "I didn't mean to disturb your meal, but I don't know what kind of an idiot dumped such a pretty girl as yourself, but you needn't ruin yourself over it. You'll find a better man. And if you need."

He pointed at himself with his thumb and winked.

"I'll give you a proper shoulder to cry."

I blinked. Then again. The silence was deafening, then I sighed and smirked.

"Come...closer..."

I said, slowly, so that he would understand despite me speaking in english. His eyes lit up and he eargly leaned on me. I raised my hand to his cheek...then a little higher above and flicked his forehead.

Serves him right.

While that guy throwed his hands at his forehead, I grabbed my last burger and fries and shoved them into my mouth, then slurped a bit more of my coke and grabbed my tray.

"Websh gwo.." bits of food flew out of my mouth as I gestured for Aki-chan to come. I ran to put down the tray and quickly exited the restaurant, heading to the last point on my "proving my manliness" plan, the rollercoaster!

 

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"I’ve always liked sweets,” I stated bashfully. Though, I was unsure of why I was embarrassed to admit that.

For a moment, I lost focus on our surroundings -- I used to love eating fast food and having ice cream and cake in the middle of the week… but that stopped when mom… I felt my shoulders slump at the thought; funny, I hadn’t felt this sad about her passing in such a long time. It almost felt out of place.

I smiled at the thought -- it was just her and I, father would be working late… as usual. Getting ice cream was ‘our little secret’ or ‘lady dates’, but as a maturing teenager, now I know it was because she was trying to cheer me up from my father having to always work so late. Sugar was my kryptonite. The quickest way to win me over or crack a smile on my face -- it helped a lot whenever Hoki and I had fights when we were little, too.

But when I started growing into my body, without mother there, I became ‘carb conscious’, counted calories like it was my job and was more aware than a young girl should ever be about her body. Plucking at any hanging fats, rolls in my stomach. If it wasn’t in a magazine, then it wasn’t for me. Habits become harder to break when you do them for so many years.

The quick ping of the register snapped me back to reality and before I knew it, our food was served.

Instinctively, I simply followed Hoki. When he sat, so did I. When he ate I… turned my face slightly, borderline grossed out by the impulsive way he was shoveling food into that poor girlish figure. How on Earth did so many fries fit into such a tiny mouth? My stomach slightly grumbled but I couldn’t stomach the sight of Hoki pigging out so I idly swiveled the straw in my milkshake and sipped whenever I felt like, trying not to lose my appetite.

It must’ve been embarrassing for Hoki when I heard the people around us whispering about break-ups, and even the kids shouting they wanted to eat as much as him. Out of pity, I began digging into my food as well, moderately of course, until a snobby (but attractive), but boy approached the table. He and Hoki were speaking English, but it seemed like the boy struck out and Hoki chose to punish him with a swift flick to the forehead before he motioned for me to follow.

I looked back at the blonde boy, part of me felt bad that he was rejected in such a way. The other part of me thought ‘well, he deserved it’. Mess with the bull, get the horns kind of sentiment. Or was I… jealous? No, no. That’d be weird. That’d imply that I thought Hoki was attractive in this form, or… more attractive than me. And besides… I was totally into Kushi, right? Right.

I did a half jog to catch up to Hoki, his small form pointing upwards to the sound of scraping iron and high pitched shrieks: the roller coaster attraction. One of the biggest drops in all of Japan! As we eased into the line, I turned to Hoki.

"You sure you’re up for this? The sign says no turning back once you’re in line...”

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Akemi Kojima
Afternoon~​

"I’ve always liked sweets,” I stated bashfully. Though, I was unsure of why I was embarrassed to admit that.

For a moment, I lost focus on our surroundings -- I used to love eating fast food and having ice cream and cake in the middle of the week… but that stopped when mom… I felt my shoulders slump at the thought; funny, I hadn’t felt this sad about her passing in such a long time. It almost felt out of place.

I smiled at the thought -- it was just her and I, father would be working late… as usual. Getting ice cream was ‘our little secret’ or ‘lady dates’, but as a maturing teenager, now I know it was because she was trying to cheer me up from my father having to always work so late. Sugar was my kryptonite. The quickest way to win me over or crack a smile on my face -- it helped a lot whenever Hoki and I had fights when we were little, too.

But when I started growing into my body, without mother there, I became ‘carb conscious’, counted calories like it was my job and was more aware than a young girl should ever be about her body. Plucking at any hanging fats, rolls in my stomach. If it wasn’t in a magazine, then it wasn’t for me. Habits become harder to break when you do them for so many years.

The quick ping of the register snapped me back to reality and before I knew it, our food was served.

Instinctively, I simply followed Hoki. When he sat, so did I. When he ate I… turned my face slightly, borderline grossed out by the impulsive way he was shoveling food into that poor girlish figure. How on Earth did so many fries fit into such a tiny mouth? My stomach slightly grumbled but I couldn’t stomach the sight of Hoki pigging out so I idly swiveled the straw in my milkshake and sipped whenever I felt like, trying not to lose my appetite.

It must’ve been embarrassing for Hoki when I heard the people around us whispering about break-ups, and even the kids shouting they wanted to eat as much as him. Out of pity, I began digging into my food as well, moderately of course, until a snobby (but attractive), but boy approached the table. He and Hoki were speaking English, but it seemed like the boy struck out and Hoki chose to punish him with a swift flick to the forehead before he motioned for me to follow.

I looked back at the blonde boy, part of me felt bad that he was rejected in such a way. The other part of me thought ‘well, he deserved it’. Mess with the bull, get the horns kind of sentiment. Or was I… jealous? No, no. That’d be weird. That’d imply that I thought Hoki was attractive in this form, or… more attractive than me. And besides… I was totally into Kushi, right? Right.

I did a half jog to catch up to Hoki, his small form pointing upwards to the sound of scraping iron and high pitched shrieks: the roller coaster attraction. One of the biggest drops in all of Japan! As we eased into the line, I turned to Hoki.

"You sure you’re up for this? The sign says no turning back once you’re in line...”

 

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[div class=scroll] One of the biggest drops in all of Japan! Come experience the thrilling ride of a true adventurer on Green Ogre's mountain!

That was how the advertising went, and from an onlooker's perspective, it indeed looked that way. It was true that I hadn't been to a lot of amusement parks, and the only roller coasters I'd gotten to ride before becoming too old to ask about stuff like that from my parents was those kiddie ones that barely fall at all, and maybe just splash you with a bit of water for effect, but I couldn't help imagining that from up there, the people down here probably looked like ants. My heart thrilled just thinking about it. My legs shook a little just thinking about it. I still recalled how back in the day I always begged to come here, how I kept being told no. When Aki-chan pointed out the sign that said we couldn't go back from the line, the same one with the height requirement for the ride, I recalled suggesting that she could go under me in the seat, and us combined would be tall enough to go over the sign's required height. I buried my face in my hands at the thought of that.

Now that I thought about it, was this new form even tall enough to get on the ride? I was pretty sure Aki could. And I knew for a fact that I, my male form, could. Yet this female body, she was much smaller than the real me. I had to make sure, so stepped closer to the sign. It was a cardboard green ogre, with a single eye and a small horn, arms stretched in front as if to grab someone, and mouth open menacingly. The sign read "I eat children who aren't at least this tall, so don't enter! Make sure you are taller than this before you enter the line! No turning back once you're in line, you hear?". I scooted over, and placed myself under it. The top of my hair just barely touched the ogre's arm. No! No, not when there was this chance, when I had my plan and everything! I looked around, and took a step back, placing my feet over a couple of tiny pebbles. My forehead just passed the bottom of the ogre's arms, thanks to that heels sort of pose. I stroke a 'yes' pose and grinned at Aki-chan.

"Yep! I'm absolutely sure! There's no need to worry! But if you'd rather, feel free to just accompany me from outside the line, I'm sure they'll let you cut right back to me once you've made up your mind." I gave her a confident grin, and followed along the advancing line. I began whistling, but cut myself off. I couldn't risk ending up whistling something that seemed girly. Or trying to sing. Not yet. Today was a day for fun, er, to test myself and prove I was still quite a man deep inside!

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Not far from where we were, passed a boy with dazzling looks that would put any recently-rejected foreign flirty hotshots to shame. His name was Utsu Kushi, and his arm was locked with both the arms of a girl not much shorter than him, with long flowing brown hair. Having just come from a meal of their own, the girl giggled and pulled down Kushi's arm with hers, lowering his cheek enough for her to pluck a little stain of sauce...with her tongue. Kushi promptly scolded her, and the girl loosened her grip stil giggling mischieviously, and pretty much continued to pull him along on almost the opposite direction of the park that mine and Aki-chan's ride was.

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One of the biggest drops in all of Japan! Come experience the thrilling ride of a true adventurer on Green Ogre's mountain!

That was how the advertising went, and from an onlooker's perspective, it indeed looked that way. It was true that I hadn't been to a lot of amusement parks, and the only roller coasters I'd gotten to ride before becoming too old to ask about stuff like that from my parents was those kiddie ones that barely fall at all, and maybe just splash you with a bit of water for effect, but I couldn't help imagining that from up there, the people down here probably looked like ants. My heart thrilled just thinking about it. My legs shook a little just thinking about it. I still recalled how back in the day I always begged to come here, how I kept being told no. When Aki-chan pointed out the sign that said we couldn't go back from the line, the same one with the height requirement for the ride, I recalled suggesting that she could go under me in the seat, and us combined would be tall enough to go over the sign's required height. I buried my face in my hands at the thought of that.

Now that I thought about it, was this new form even tall enough to get on the ride? I was pretty sure Aki could. And I knew for a fact that I, my male form, could. Yet this female body, she was much smaller than the real me. I had to make sure, so stepped closer to the sign. It was a cardboard green ogre, with a single eye and a small horn, arms stretched in front as if to grab someone, and mouth open menacingly. The sign read "I eat children who aren't at least this tall, so don't enter! Make sure you are taller than this before you enter the line! No turning back once you're in line, you hear?". I scooted over, and placed myself under it. The top of my hair just barely touched the ogre's arm. No! No, not when there was this chance, when I had my plan and everything! I looked around, and took a step back, placing my feet over a couple of tiny pebbles. My forehead just passed the bottom of the ogre's arms, thanks to that heels sort of pose. I stroke a 'yes' pose and grinned at Aki-chan.

"Yep! I'm absolutely sure! There's no need to worry! But if you'd rather, feel free to just accompany me from outside the line, I'm sure they'll let you cut right back to me once you've made up your mind." I gave her a confident grin, and followed along the advancing line. I began whistling, but cut myself off. I couldn't risk ending up whistling something that seemed girly. Or trying to sing. Not yet. Today was a day for fun, er, to test myself and prove I was still quite a man deep inside!

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Not far from where we were, passed a boy with dazzling looks that would put any recently-rejected foreign flirty hotshots to shame. His name was Utsu Kushi, and his arm was locked with both the arms of a girl not much shorter than him, with long flowing brown hair. Having just come from a meal of their own, the girl giggled and pulled down Kushi's arm with hers, lowering his cheek enough for her to pluck a little stain of sauce...with her tongue. Kushi promptly scolded her, and the girl loosened her grip stil giggling mischieviously, and pretty much continued to pull him along on almost the opposite direction of the park that mine and Aki-chan's ride was.

 

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"...”

I watched Hoki’s female form struggle to meet the height requirements of the ride, the caution line barely disappearing under a few strands of hair upon his head. My first thought? I guess this would be a fine cover story of how Hoki disappeared. I could see it now. How’d he go? Ah, beside from the magical aspect of him drinking my beauty regimen, he managed to get himself turned into a small, pink-haired gal -- but let’s not sweat the small details -- this small girl flew off a rollercoaster from being a pebble too short for the ride.

I placed a few fingers to my forehead and shook my head slightly, my eyes catching a glimpse of a figure walking the opposite way from the ride we were about to board. W-wait. Was that...

”Yep! I'm absolutely sure! There's no need to worry! But if you'd rather, feel free to just accompany me from outside the line, I'm sure they'll let you cut right back to me once you've made up your mind.”

Hoki’s voice cut through my wandering gaze and I turned to him striking a confident pose which, somehow, made my head seem to hurt more than before. I went to turn my head back toward where I thought I’d seen a girl… with Kushi. But was only greeted by a few couples wandering hand-in-hand and the theme park mascot handing out balloons to children.

"Did you… I mean… was that… ?” I could barely get a single sentence out and decided that it just couldn’t be him… right? Was I… seeing things? That couldn’t possibly be. Even if it was Kushi, surely Hoki would’ve said something about a girl. If he was seeing one. Right? I almost wanted to ask, but just as soon as I’d looked away and looked back to Hoki… he was already paving the way down the line.

"H-hey, you can’t just leave me behind! W-wait!!” I pouted, jogging down the path after Hoki, forgetting entirely about possibly seeing Kushi. IF that was even him.

”How many?” The slightly young teen manning the gated lines, with an almost bored look on his face. I’d always had mild concerns about how young the workers were here. Even as a kid.

"Two, please,” I chimed from behind Hoki, with two fingers up in the shape of a V. The worker merely nodded, opening the gates and seated us promptly, the heavy restraints pressing down on our chests and pinning our shoulders against the hard, plastic upright seats. Hoki and I were lucky to get seated next to each other as it looked like her blonde, foreign fan was also on the ride, just two seats behind us, in fact. I feel like he would stir up trouble after Hoki embarrassed him in the restaurant.

Not long after getting the green light to clear the ride and some ominous theme music from the ride, the wheels of our vehicle crunched and squealed as they gained momentum; each clack and grind brought us one step closer to the peak where we’d soon drop.

In those moments of silence, I glanced around the amusement park, all the attractions getting smaller and smaller the higher we went. And then I saw it again. This time I for sure knew it was him. Kushi. The sound of clicking became a distant as I spaced out.

"H-Hoki-kun… Kushi doesn’t have a girl--” The ride stopped at the peak and almost immediately plummeted with such a great speed that I could feel my cheeks flying off my face as the rest of my sentence came out as a scream, "FFFFFFffffffFfFFfFRrrrRRRRiiiiiiiiieeeEEEeEEENnnnnDDDDDDD!??!!?”

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Akemi Kojima

Afternoon~​

"...”

I watched Hoki’s female form struggle to meet the height requirements of the ride, the caution line barely disappearing under a few strands of hair upon his head. My first thought? I guess this would be a fine cover story of how Hoki disappeared. I could see it now. How’d he go? Ah, beside from the magical aspect of him drinking my beauty regimen, he managed to get himself turned into a small, pink-haired gal -- but let’s not sweat the small details -- this small girl flew off a rollercoaster from being a pebble too short for the ride.

I placed a few fingers to my forehead and shook my head slightly, my eyes catching a glimpse of a figure walking the opposite way from the ride we were about to board. W-wait. Was that...

”Yep! I'm absolutely sure! There's no need to worry! But if you'd rather, feel free to just accompany me from outside the line, I'm sure they'll let you cut right back to me once you've made up your mind.”

Hoki’s voice cut through my wandering gaze and I turned to him striking a confident pose which, somehow, made my head seem to hurt more than before. I went to turn my head back toward where I thought I’d seen a girl… with Kushi. But was only greeted by a few couples wandering hand-in-hand and the theme park mascot handing out balloons to children.

"Did you… I mean… was that… ?” I could barely get a single sentence out and decided that it just couldn’t be him… right? Was I… seeing things? That couldn’t possibly be. Even if it was Kushi, surely Hoki would’ve said something about a girl. If he was seeing one. Right? I almost wanted to ask, but just as soon as I’d looked away and looked back to Hoki… he was already paving the way down the line.

"H-hey, you can’t just leave me behind! W-wait!!” I pouted, jogging down the path after Hoki, forgetting entirely about possibly seeing Kushi. IF that was even him.

”How many?” The slightly young teen manning the gated lines, with an almost bored look on his face. I’d always had mild concerns about how young the workers were here. Even as a kid.

"Two, please,” I chimed from behind Hoki, with two fingers up in the shape of a V. The worker merely nodded, opening the gates and seated us promptly, the heavy restraints pressing down on our chests and pinning our shoulders against the hard, plastic upright seats. Hoki and I were lucky to get seated next to each other as it looked like her blonde, foreign fan was also on the ride, just two seats behind us, in fact. I feel like he would stir up trouble after Hoki embarrassed him in the restaurant.

Not long after getting the green light to clear the ride and some ominous theme music from the ride, the wheels of our vehicle crunched and squealed as they gained momentum; each clack and grind brought us one step closer to the peak where we’d soon drop.

In those moments of silence, I glanced around the amusement park, all the attractions getting smaller and smaller the higher we went. And then I saw it again. This time I for sure knew it was him. Kushi. The sound of clicking became a distant as I spaced out.

"H-Hoki-kun… Kushi doesn’t have a girl--” The ride stopped at the peak and almost immediately plummeted with such a great speed that I could feel my cheeks flying off my face as the rest of my sentence came out as a scream, "FFFFFFffffffFfFFfFRrrrRRRRiiiiiiiiieeeEEEeEEENnnnnDDDDDDD!??!!?”

 

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[div class=scroll] Aki didn't follow me right away, so I felt my chest a little tight for a moment. I mean, ever since I became a girl, I had only been on my own for a short while (other than when I was sleeping), and what happened then... I got kicked out by my own family, cast out of my home in the middle of the rain right after my whole body changed from DRINKING SOME JUICE or a potion or whatever. It should't have been possible, yet here I was. I couldn't help but worry about what might happen alone, but a man NEVER shows fear! Ok, there was the whole thing in the haunted house, but that was just a fluke! But nonetheless you can imagine my relief when I heard her voice calling out for me to wait for her. So much I couldn't help giggling a little, and playfully going even further ahead.

"We'd like some tickets please!" I said, leaning over and raising my arm with a huge grin on my face. The line was surprisingly quick to move up ahead, so we were facing the ticket guy in no time. The boy sure tried his damnest to ruin the mood I finally managed to get into with his monotone question, but before I could breathe some life back into the conversation Aki answered for me and got us a pair of tickets. Back into line we went, and I was surprised to find myself pouting a little bit. I was so stupid. I pushed a grin onto my face. I still had a chance to prove how manly I was. The haunted house didn't go over too well, but the eating did, and surely the rollercoaster would as well. I didn't have time to mope around over some depressing ticket-selling intern. I took Aki's hand and smiled at her as we climbed down the step to roller coaster seats.

Aki herself seemed lost in thought for some reason, but I didn't have a chance to ask her about it, because a certain blond boy had seemingly followed us into the attracting. Him being there, right behind us, COULDN'T be a coincidence. My eyebrows burrowed deep and I scoffed turning to the rails ahead. I would have to ask Aki what was the matter later, or so I thought. Moments before the rollercoaster began to turn downwards, I heard her start to ask me a question about Kushi having a girl...

...trend?

Was that right? Even if it was a mistake, my brain already caught that word and now refused to conjure any other possibilities. Indeed, Kushi did have his preferences. I was never too on top of the matter, I didn't particularly care about the subject matter. Heck, girls barely approached me back then. Come to think of it, that might one advantage of this bod-

NO! I was going back to my old one, there was nothing good about this situation! Not when it had caused so much harship already, and not when this was most definitely NOT ME! I shook my head and regained my calm with a couple of breaths. I then rubbed my temples a little and answered Aki's question while the rollercoaster continued to climb for round 2.

"Yeah, I think he might. I think there was something about long hair, brown, younger, slight accent, overalls...? Don't worry though, he's not a superficial guy! I thiiiiiiiink!!" I felt my butt releasing something, and my mouth hurt a little. I'd better not speak much more while in the rollercoaster ride.

I thus remained silent, just holding tightly to the metal bar near my stomach, then whispered to her while pulling her a little to the side by the wrist.

"Anyway, I promised I would make him fall in love with you, as you are! So it's going to work out. Believe it!" I winked at her and gave her a thumbs up. We headed out of the attraction as instructed. I swallowed something a little rough on my throat. I pointed in a random direction. "Hey, is that...Kushi?"

With those words, I booked it out of there, hoping the distraction would have been enough to not get caught so soon. Unknownst to me, not far away from us, a couple was sitting on the bench in the exact direction I pointed to. Kushi was sitting down with that girl from before, who was feeding some sort of crepe to him, shoving the chantilly-covered sweet right into his mouth, resulting in a psuedo-beard both laughed about.

Meanwhile, I was at my limit. My stomach was turning like a laundry machine after that trip to the rollercoaster, and I was just praying I would make it to the bathroom on time. I went past the ladie's restroom, running towards the nearby men's without thinking, but as soon as I reached the threshold, I realized my mistake. Without knowing where to locate the women's restroom, and without wanting to there in the first place, I simply stood there with my mouth covered by my hand. Should I go in? SHould I swallow my pride along with my bile and attempt to locate the lady's restroom? Would I even make it that far at this point? I looked around, and ended up settling on something despicable: I kneeled, hiding behind some bushes, and amidst the trees and before the setting sun I emptied the contents of my stomach.

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Aki didn't follow me right away, so I felt my chest a little tight for a moment. I mean, ever since I became a girl, I had only been on my own for a short while (other than when I was sleeping), and what happened then... I got kicked out by my own family, cast out of my home in the middle of the rain right after my whole body changed from DRINKING SOME JUICE or a potion or whatever. It should't have been possible, yet here I was. I couldn't help but worry about what might happen alone, but a man NEVER shows fear! Ok, there was the whole thing in the haunted house, but that was just a fluke! But nonetheless you can imagine my relief when I heard her voice calling out for me to wait for her. So much I couldn't help giggling a little, and playfully going even further ahead.

"We'd like some tickets please!" I said, leaning over and raising my arm with a huge grin on my face. The line was surprisingly quick to move up ahead, so we were facing the ticket guy in no time. The boy sure tried his damnest to ruin the mood I finally managed to get into with his monotone question, but before I could breathe some life back into the conversation Aki answered for me and got us a pair of tickets. Back into line we went, and I was surprised to find myself pouting a little bit. I was so stupid. I pushed a grin onto my face. I still had a chance to prove how manly I was. The haunted house didn't go over too well, but the eating did, and surely the rollercoaster would as well. I didn't have time to mope around over some depressing ticket-selling intern. I took Aki's hand and smiled at her as we climbed down the step to roller coaster seats.

Aki herself seemed lost in thought for some reason, but I didn't have a chance to ask her about it, because a certain blond boy had seemingly followed us into the attracting. Him being there, right behind us, COULDN'T be a coincidence. My eyebrows burrowed deep and I scoffed turning to the rails ahead. I would have to ask Aki what was the matter later, or so I thought. Moments before the rollercoaster began to turn downwards, I heard her start to ask me a question about Kushi having a girl...

...trend?

Was that right? Even if it was a mistake, my brain already caught that word and now refused to conjure any other possibilities. Indeed, Kushi did have his preferences. I was never too on top of the matter, I didn't particularly care about the subject matter. Heck, girls barely approached me back then. Come to think of it, that might one advantage of this bod-

NO! I was going back to my old one, there was nothing good about this situation! Not when it had caused so much harship already, and not when this was most definitely NOT ME! I shook my head and regained my calm with a couple of breaths. I then rubbed my temples a little and answered Aki's question while the rollercoaster continued to climb for round 2.

"Yeah, I think he might. I think there was something about long hair, brown, younger, slight accent, overalls...? Don't worry though, he's not a superficial guy! I thiiiiiiiink!!" I felt my butt releasing something, and my mouth hurt a little. I'd better not speak much more while in the rollercoaster ride.

I thus remained silent, just holding tightly to the metal bar near my stomach, then whispered to her while pulling her a little to the side by the wrist.

"Anyway, I promised I would make him fall in love with you, as you are! So it's going to work out. Believe it!" I winked at her and gave her a thumbs up. We headed out of the attraction as instructed. I swallowed something a little rough on my throat. I pointed in a random direction. "Hey, is that...Kushi?"

With those words, I booked it out of there, hoping the distraction would have been enough to not get caught so soon. Unknownst to me, not far away from us, a couple was sitting on the bench in the exact direction I pointed to. Kushi was sitting down with that girl from before, who was feeding some sort of crepe to him, shoving the chantilly-covered sweet right into his mouth, resulting in a psuedo-beard both laughed about.

Meanwhile, I was at my limit. My stomach was turning like a laundry machine after that trip to the rollercoaster, and I was just praying I would make it to the bathroom on time. I went past the ladie's restroom, running towards the nearby men's without thinking, but as soon as I reached the threshold, I realized my mistake. Without knowing where to locate the women's restroom, and without wanting to there in the first place, I simply stood there with my mouth covered by my hand. Should I go in? SHould I swallow my pride along with my bile and attempt to locate the lady's restroom? Would I even make it that far at this point? I looked around, and ended up settling on something despicable: I kneeled, hiding behind some bushes, and amidst the trees and before the setting sun I emptied the contents of my stomach.

 

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Akemi Kojima
Afternoon~​

The roller-coaster thrust and swung, violently racketing as we spend through the tracks, the faint sound of our shrills echoing at high speeds as we circled and looped about. I was sure I heard Hoki mention something about brown hair, and… overalls? The brown hair piece fit, but the overalls part was out of place. Did he hear me correctly? Were we talking about the same thing?

”Anyway, I promised I would make him fall in love with you, as you are! So it's going to work out. Believe it!”

I was going to respond to Hoki but ending up clamping my hands down on the railing as the ride jerked to a stop. I shouldn’t stress it, I tried to convince myself. We had time, right? But then again… who was I trying to fool? Kushi is my dream guy - the complete package. Handsome, smart, funny, popular… a real gentleman… and I… well. I’d always been infatuated with the idea that we could be perfect; everyone always said we’d make a perfect couple and since, I hadn’t ever really thought of anyone else. So, there couldn’t possibly be anyone else for me… right?

And I would do almost anything to make him mine.

As we exited the ride, Hoki looked like he was holding something painful back. Even more pale than his normal new self… jaw was clenched and eyes dropping slightly. Even my heart was pounding from the adrenaline rush, hair frazzled and strewn about in that not as sultry as K-POP magazines make it look, bed head hair. But I didn’t look like he did.

"Are you okay...”

”Hey, is that… Kushi?”

Instinctively, I followed Hoki’s fingers and, much to my surprise, indeed did see Kushi. With a girl. It definitely confirmed what I thought I’d imagined earlier. He was laughing with this cute-looking dark haired girl, that was feeding him crepes and getting the cream all over his chin… I felt my stomach twist in a feeling I hadn’t been familiar with. When I turned to look back at Hoki, he was gone.

I coiled my fingers into a weak fist, but my hands felt numb. Before I knew it, my feet had almost been on auto-pilot and I realized that I was now standing just a few yards from the bench that Kushi and this girl were sitting at.

Please don’t be his girlfriend.

My heart pounded in my chest. Could anyone else hear how loud it was?

I’ve loved you for so long, this can’t possibly be real.

My heart felt like it was tying itself in a knot - I had lost control of my limbs and even though I willed it, my feet weren’t stopping. I wanted to leave, but kept getting closer and closer to this bench I so desperately wanted to avoid…

Please, Kami-sama.

Suddenly, I stood before the two, Kushi seemed to acknowledge me since he’d seen me at school. Whereas the girl, unknown to me, didn’t even look like someone from our school. Or perhaps I just didn’t know her. It was too late to pretend that I didn’t approach them. Time to put those idol acting skills to use!

"Yaho ~ what a surprise to see you here, Utso-kun! I thought I saw you earlier, but thought I imagined it, ahah. I didn’t mean to barge in on your… date.” I forced a cheerful smile toward the young girl, my heart pounding with the anticipation of Kushi confirming my fears.

I already wished that I wasn’t by myself. Where had Hoki gone?

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Akemi Kojima
Afternoon~​

The roller-coaster thrust and swung, violently racketing as we spend through the tracks, the faint sound of our shrills echoing at high speeds as we circled and looped about. I was sure I heard Hoki mention something about brown hair, and… overalls? The brown hair piece fit, but the overalls part was out of place. Did he hear me correctly? Were we talking about the same thing?

”Anyway, I promised I would make him fall in love with you, as you are! So it's going to work out. Believe it!”

I was going to respond to Hoki but ending up clamping my hands down on the railing as the ride jerked to a stop. I shouldn’t stress it, I tried to convince myself. We had time, right? But then again… who was I trying to fool? Kushi is my dream guy - the complete package. Handsome, smart, funny, popular… a real gentleman… and I… well. I’d always been infatuated with the idea that we could be perfect; everyone always said we’d make a perfect couple and since, I hadn’t ever really thought of anyone else. So, there couldn’t possibly be anyone else for me… right?

And I would do almost anything to make him mine.

As we exited the ride, Hoki looked like he was holding something painful back. Even more pale than his normal new self… jaw was clenched and eyes dropping slightly. Even my heart was pounding from the adrenaline rush, hair frazzled and strewn about in that not as sultry as K-POP magazines make it look, bed head hair. But I didn’t look like he did.

"Are you okay...”

”Hey, is that… Kushi?”

Instinctively, I followed Hoki’s fingers and, much to my surprise, indeed did see Kushi. With a girl. It definitely confirmed what I thought I’d imagined earlier. He was laughing with this cute-looking dark haired girl, that was feeding him crepes and getting the cream all over his chin… I felt my stomach twist in a feeling I hadn’t been familiar with. When I turned to look back at Hoki, he was gone.

I coiled my fingers into a weak fist, but my hands felt numb. Before I knew it, my feet had almost been on auto-pilot and I realized that I was now standing just a few yards from the bench that Kushi and this girl were sitting at.

Please don’t be his girlfriend.

My heart pounded in my chest. Could anyone else hear how loud it was?

I’ve loved you for so long, this can’t possibly be real.

My heart felt like it was tying itself in a knot - I had lost control of my limbs and even though I willed it, my feet weren’t stopping. I wanted to leave, but kept getting closer and closer to this bench I so desperately wanted to avoid…

Please, Kami-sama.

Suddenly, I stood before the two, Kushi seemed to acknowledge me since he’d seen me at school. Whereas the girl, unknown to me, didn’t even look like someone from our school. Or perhaps I just didn’t know her. It was too late to pretend that I didn’t approach them. Time to put those idol acting skills to use!

"Yaho ~ what a surprise to see you here, Utso-kun! I thought I saw you earlier, but thought I imagined it, ahah. I didn’t mean to barge in on your… date.” I forced a cheerful smile toward the young girl, my heart pounding with the anticipation of Kushi confirming my fears.

I already wished that I wasn’t by myself. Where had Hoki gone?

 

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  Kushi Utso raised his head quickly as Akemi approached him. His smile was hesitant, unsure whether to stay or fade, and he was evidently surprised to see her. His cheeks were a bit red though, as became the ones from the girl clinging onto to him when he raised his hand to give Akemi a little wave, before proceeding to attempt to remove all traces of cream from his face. The girl onto him pouted.
  
  "Hello Akemi-san! Fancy seeing you here." He looked at the girl that was with him, and rubbed the back of his head while giving her a nervous smile. "Hahaha, it seems we've been busted, haven't we, Suchiru?"
  
  She looked at Akemi and inspected her up and down, appearing to try to unravel every fiber of Akemi and her clothes with her gaze like snake that attentively tests out her surroundings ready to strike at the first sign of trouble or opportunity.
  
  "Do you know her Kushi?"
  
  "Yeah, she's from my highschool. Akemi... Kojima, was it? I heard a lot about you from Hoki, well, about the younger you. The rest I had to look for myself." Kushi chuckled. Even his chuckle was dignified like a prince's.
  
  The girl pressed on his arm, a hug and pinch simultaneously.
  
  "Ow, ow, I'm sorry I didn't mean it THAT way Suchiru. My apologies Akemi, she's a little bit sensitive sometimes. I just got her to come to town, and so we decided to spend some time together. We've just been talking to each other with phones and voice chats, that's no way for a relationship to go, you know? But now she's here, which is nice and all, given that she is transferring to our highschool soon." Kushi sighed. "Anyway, are you here alone today Akemi-san? I don't see anyone else with you. Did you come to the theme park alone? I don't think you had any siblings. Oh, I know, you're helping take care of someone, right? Maybe we could help you look for them. Then maybe we could all hang out together a bit, what do you think Suchiru?"
  
  "But Kushi, our daaaate!" She complained, pouting even more. He chuckled.
  
  "Well, she probably can use our help, and it's a good thing to help others, you know? Of course, that is only if Akemi-san indeed would like us to help her."
  
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  [div class=scroll] Out of the deep, dark shadows of the Midorikuchi park's bathroom, a shaking hand crawled out and grabbed onto the wall outside, while moans of agony mixed with the disgusting interior. Still, it was somehow still cleaner than the typical men's bathroom.
  
  I pulled, or should I say, dragged myself out, and carefully walked by the side of the wall, continuing to lean on it as my legs felt weak, and my stomach kept croaking now that it was entirely emptied. Naturally, nomatter how much I was tried washing myself, even going so far as to ignore how feminine the scented soap in the bathroom was or my clothes getting a bit wet from all the water I splashed in the hurry, I still couldn't fully rid myself of that nauseating smell, nor stop the occasional acidic burp. Nonetheless I knew I couldn't stay in the bathroom forever. Even if I really, really felt like it. Even if I really really really felt like it. Today had been nothing but disaster after disaster! Whether it was because I was finally stopping to take a breather and managed to do some actual reflecting on what I had done, or it was because I was exhausted, I couldn't help but seeing things in a whole new light, a light which I bet others had seen all along. I bet they were laughing behind my back, muttering about what an idiot I was making of myself, telling their kinds that they shouldn't- no, that wasn't it. They were probably trying to help, to be kind. Sure, they may have found it weird, but no one had any ill intent. I was making an idiot out of myself, but it was all, fully, of my own accord.
  
  I marched on slowly, carefully, gaze always down, and not just because of the imminent possibility that my stomach might have something left to exile.
  
  Right foot in front. First thing I did that morning was sleep walk and somehow cook breakfast while naked except for a frilly apron. Left foot in front. Then I proceeded to walk around the house naked. Right foot in front. I made demands out of my benefactor, a girl who had given up her life's dream for me, to come to a theme park just because of my STUPID pride. Left foot in front.
  
  My shoes were covered in dust already, and I hadn't even turned the corner. Part of my was even hesitating on whether I wanted to turn that corner ever again, or if maybe I should just sprint to the exit and disappear somewhere.
  
  Right foot in front. We went to the haunted house and I acted like a real chicken. Left foot in front. We went to eat, I ate like a pig without considering how people would see that and dissed on some blonde just because he wanted to flirt a bit. Which, to be fair, was the one part I didn't regret about this day. Right foot in front. However, I did regret lying to Aki right after the roller coaster. Left foot in front. And I hated even more that the reason was because I couldn't hold the food I ate earlier! Stupid, idiot, insensitive, rash me! Ah, this wasn't even LIKE me!
  
  Was it because I was trying to force myself then? Was that why things were going so wrong then? Because I was trying to make myself more manly, I had humiliated myself and even Aki, and now was barely hanging on to the wall outside the girl's bathroom, smelling like a dozen cats barfed on me? If I just accepted what happened to me already, if I just let myself accept that...that...
  
  The words didn't even want to form in my thoughts. Yet I knew exaclty what words they were. I gulped as I reached the corner of the wall. One more step and I was going to face the theme park and everyone in it again. That was it, I didn't care anymore, I couldn't after what I witnessed. I had to accept it. I turned that corner, resolved now to admit what everyone else would have told me, no, did tell me from the getgo:
  
  "I...I am a gir-."
  
  "LET ME GO!"
  
  

  

  
  The shout came from the scene unfolding right in front of me. There was this girl (a woman perhaps? It was hard to tell... ) and a couple of guys hanging over her, looking less than pleased and one of them even currently holding her wrist. Although the girl/woman was definitely bigger than me, the guys were considerably taller than her in turn. It was more than evident to see that something was happening and someone needed to step in and help that girl out.
  
  Ah, who was I kidding? I needed to step in and help her! Before I knew it, my body was moving like it wasn't just slugging in suffering mere moments ago.
  
  "Let me go now, or else!" Complained the woman, clearly putting more of a "refined" tone to her voice.
  
  "You-" I did not let the man finish his sentence, and instead lept at him and punched him right in the face! Ha! The man let go of the girl, and took a step back, rubbing his cheek. "Hey! That...barely hurt..."
  
  Oh yeah, I forgot to mention. I was doing everything I could not to scream from HOW MUCH MY HAND HURT!
  
  What was up with this crappy body, not even being able to punch someone properly? Granted, I wasn't exactly an olympic athlete in my previous form either, but still, you know... I growled a little, and slammed my knee right in between the guy's groin.
  
  "How's that for 'barely hurt'?" I scoffed, and got in between them and the lady, crossing my arms with sudden, albeit faint, confidence. the other guy took off his sunglasses and looked at his whincing colleage.
  
  "Pussy." He scoffed. "Getting beaten by a little girl, eh?"
  
  "I'm not!..." I tried complaining. Then again, maybe I should save my strength. Based on anime and manga, and I had nothing else to guide myself by in this situation, the way the other guy phrased it seemed like this was about to turn into all-out brawl.
  
  "You try getting hit right in the balls! Even a baby would hurt there!"
  
  Alright, time to get ready for battle. I raised my fists. I couldn't help shaking though, I had landed a hit, but there was no doubt I was about to get the snott beaten out of me. I looked over my shoulder to tell the girl/woman to escape.
  
  "Oh my God!" The woman seemed worried. "Are you alright Charles?"
  
  "I'm fine ma'am. Just...ah sh*t it hurts... Why'd you have to go and do that?"
  
  I looked at the girl/woman, then I looked at 'Charles' who I just kneed in the balls, and back to her.
  
  "Eh? Eh?!"
  

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Out of the deep, dark shadows of the Midorikuchi park's bathroom, a shaking hand crawled out and grabbed onto the wall outside, while moans of agony mixed with the disgusting interior. Still, it was somehow still cleaner than the typical men's bathroom.

I pulled, or should I say, dragged myself out, and carefully walked by the side of the wall, continuing to lean on it as my legs felt weak, and my stomach kept croaking now that it was entirely emptied. Naturally, nomatter how much I was tried washing myself, even going so far as to ignore how feminine the scented soap in the bathroom was or my clothes getting a bit wet from all the water I splashed in the hurry, I still couldn't fully rid myself of that nauseating smell, nor stop the occasional acidic burp. Nonetheless I knew I couldn't stay in the bathroom forever. Even if I really, really felt like it. Even if I really really really felt like it. Today had been nothing but disaster after disaster! Whether it was because I was finally stopping to take a breather and managed to do some actual reflecting on what I had done, or it was because I was exhausted, I couldn't help but seeing things in a whole new light, a light which I bet others had seen all along. I bet they were laughing behind my back, muttering about what an idiot I was making of myself, telling their kinds that they shouldn't- no, that wasn't it. They were probably trying to help, to be kind. Sure, they may have found it weird, but no one had any ill intent. I was making an idiot out of myself, but it was all, fully, of my own accord.

I marched on slowly, carefully, gaze always down, and not just because of the imminent possibility that my stomach might have something left to exile.

Right foot in front. First thing I did that morning was sleep walk and somehow cook breakfast while naked except for a frilly apron. Left foot in front. Then I proceeded to walk around the house naked. Right foot in front. I made demands out of my benefactor, a girl who had given up her life's dream for me, to come to a theme park just because of my STUPID pride. Left foot in front.

My shoes were covered in dust already, and I hadn't even turned the corner. Part of my was even hesitating on whether I wanted to turn that corner ever again, or if maybe I should just sprint to the exit and disappear somewhere.

Right foot in front. We went to the haunted house and I acted like a real chicken. Left foot in front. We went to eat, I ate like a pig without considering how people would see that and dissed on some blonde just because he wanted to flirt a bit. Which, to be fair, was the one part I didn't regret about this day. Right foot in front. However, I did regret lying to Aki right after the roller coaster. Left foot in front. And I hated even more that the reason was because I couldn't hold the food I ate earlier! Stupid, idiot, insensitive, rash me! Ah, this wasn't even LIKE me!

Was it because I was trying to force myself then? Was that why things were going so wrong then? Because I was trying to make myself more manly, I had humiliated myself and even Aki, and now was barely hanging on to the wall outside the girl's bathroom, smelling like a dozen cats barfed on me? If I just accepted what happened to me already, if I just let myself accept that...that...

The words didn't even want to form in my thoughts. Yet I knew exaclty what words they were. I gulped as I reached the corner of the wall. One more step and I was going to face the theme park and everyone in it again. That was it, I didn't care anymore, I couldn't after what I witnessed. I had to accept it. I turned that corner, resolved now to admit what everyone else would have told me, no, did tell me from the getgo:

"I...I am a gir-."

"LET ME GO!"

The shout came from the scene unfolding right in front of me. There was this girl (a woman perhaps? It was hard to tell... ) and a couple of guys hanging over her, looking less than pleased and one of them even currently holding her wrist. Although the girl/woman was definitely bigger than me, the guys were considerably taller than her in turn. It was more than evident to see that something was happening and someone needed to step in and help that girl out.

Ah, who was I kidding? I needed to step in and help her! Before I knew it, my body was moving like it wasn't just slugging in suffering mere moments ago.

"Let me go now, or else!" Complained the woman, clearly putting more of a "refined" tone to her voice.

"You-" I did not let the man finish his sentence, and instead lept at him and punched him right in the face! Ha! The man let go of the girl, and took a step back, rubbing his cheek. "Hey! That...barely hurt..."

Oh yeah, I forgot to mention. I was doing everything I could not to scream from HOW MUCH MY HAND HURT!

What was up with this crappy body, not even being able to punch someone properly? Granted, I wasn't exactly an olympic athlete in my previous form either, but still, you know... I growled a little, and slammed my knee right in between the guy's groin.

"How's that for 'barely hurt'?" I scoffed, and got in between them and the lady, crossing my arms with sudden, albeit faint, confidence. the other guy took off his sunglasses and looked at his whincing colleage.

"Pussy." He scoffed. "Getting beaten by a little girl, eh?"

"I'm not!..." I tried complaining. Then again, maybe I should save my strength. Based on anime and manga, and I had nothing else to guide myself by in this situation, the way the other guy phrased it seemed like this was about to turn into all-out brawl.

"You try getting hit right in the balls! Even a baby would hurt there!"

Alright, time to get ready for battle. I raised my fists. I couldn't help shaking though, I had landed a hit, but there was no doubt I was about to get the snott beaten out of me. I looked over my shoulder to tell the girl/woman to escape.

"Oh my God!" The woman seemed worried. "Are you alright Charles?"

"I'm fine ma'am. Just...ah sh*t it hurts... Why'd you have to go and do that?"

I looked at the girl/woman, then I looked at 'Charles' who I just kneed in the balls, and back to her.

"Eh? Eh?!"

 

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Akemi Kojima
Afternoon~​

My heart dropped to my stomach like an anvil into the ocean, and I felt oddly numb watching this cute, dark-haired girl flirt and tease Kushi before my very eyes. It seemed fitting, so much so that I couldn't be mad. What right did I have for that? He was very princely, a gentleman, so it was only natural he’d be with someone. This was a date and Kushi was most definitely in a relationship with this girl.

They were, after all, on a first name basis. No honorifics.

My eyes wandered over her body and attire; she was cute - annoyingly so - and there wasn’t a single thing I could really nitpick about her. Her outfit was cute, her hair soft and silky and extremely long. Big, bright eyes and pretty, pouty lips. The way her clothes fit her slender body, actually made me shrivel back on my own insecurities.

”You love-manic, plank board…

My thighs suddenly felt very jiggly and large in my squash-yellow rolled shorts, I shifted an arm down to adjust the hem of the shorts and pull them down a bit, if that at all helped the cuff flatter my leg’s shape. It didn’t. Just made me look like I was itching my thigh. The loose white chiffon tank I chose this morning had a stylish gold zipper down the middle hidden amongst the ruffles; it felt childish with all that fabric. But I supposed that it hid my stomach… which was good. I shifted my shoulder bag in front of my stomach subconsciously and chuckled a bit, forcing a cheerful smile.

”Hoki-kun talks a lot about you, at least... From what I hear. You’re his best friend, after all. He… values you, so much. He and I stopped talking for some time, but after a recent turn of events, I imagine we’ll try to rekindle our… friendship. But only time will tell, ne? Between you and I though… I’d sincerely like to think that we could become friends again.” A soft, but sad smile crept across my features.

Upon hearing that the girl would be transferring, my heart sunk even lower. I could only imagine them being all lovey-dovey at eight in the morning every day of the week… and I was not looking forward to that all all. I needed to leave. At this rate, I was almost sure that Kushi would physically hear my heart breaking if I stood here any longer. After his barrage of questions and when he offered to help search for my party, I knew I couldn’t ask him for that. More than anything, right now, I wanted to be as far away as possible from him and that girlfriend of his.

"Oh, please, don’t!” I said a little too firmly. Clearing my throat, "I-I mean… you are on a date, after all! Plus, I imagine you don’t see each other often - I’d feel terrible imposing on what time you have you do have together!” His girlfriend seemed pleased with this response, as she’d stopped pouting and pinching Kushi.

"And, and! I’m not by myself I’m with…” I paused, almost saying Hoki’s name, "Mirai-chan - she’s a friend of mine, practically family. Due to some circumstances, she’s living with me for a bit and also transferring schools. I do hope you’ll be kind to her when she comes. Perhaps we can even have lunch with Suchiru-san!”

Not only was my heart going to break, my stomach was about to burst wide open with such an on-the-spot complicated lie! I turned on one heel, my hands lacing behind my back and winked over my shoulder, "Suchiru-san, I’m hoping we can become good friends too, someday! I’m going to look for Mirai-chan now, but if you guys spot us later, feel free to join us! Utsu-san, Suchiru-san… Bye-bye!”

I jogged as far and as fast as my legs would take me.

”Anyway, I promised I would make him fall in love with you, as you are!”

Liar.

”So it's going to work out. Believe it!”

Liar… liar liar liar!

As soon as I was out of sight, my knees buckled and I caught myself before falling, skinning my knee a bit. Shamefully, I crumpled against the nearby brick wall of an empty arcade building and buried my face in my knees, sobbing like a two-year-old who’d dropped their ice cream.

"I wish… I never came… to this theme park.”

How could Hoki have not known his best friend was already taken? Through my sobbing, I could barely make out the sound of rumbling thunder in the distance, as the clouds hovered over the entire park and the sky darkened.

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Akemi Kojima
Afternoon~​

My heart dropped to my stomach like an anvil into the ocean, and I felt oddly numb watching this cute, dark-haired girl flirt and tease Kushi before my very eyes. It seemed fitting, so much so that I couldn't be mad. What right did I have for that? He was very princely, a gentleman, so it was only natural he’d be with someone. This was a date and Kushi was most definitely in a relationship with this girl.

They were, after all, on a first name basis. No honorifics.

My eyes wandered over her body and attire; she was cute - annoyingly so - and there wasn’t a single thing I could really nitpick about her. Her outfit was cute, her hair soft and silky and extremely long. Big, bright eyes and pretty, pouty lips. The way her clothes fit her slender body, actually made me shrivel back on my own insecurities.

”You love-manic, plank board…

My thighs suddenly felt very jiggly and large in my squash-yellow rolled shorts, I shifted an arm down to adjust the hem of the shorts and pull them down a bit, if that at all helped the cuff flatter my leg’s shape. It didn’t. Just made me look like I was itching my thigh. The loose white chiffon tank I chose this morning had a stylish gold zipper down the middle hidden amongst the ruffles; it felt childish with all that fabric. But I supposed that it hid my stomach… which was good. I shifted my shoulder bag in front of my stomach subconsciously and chuckled a bit, forcing a cheerful smile.

”Hoki-kun talks a lot about you, at least... From what I hear. You’re his best friend, after all. He… values you, so much. He and I stopped talking for some time, but after a recent turn of events, I imagine we’ll try to rekindle our… friendship. But only time will tell, ne? Between you and I though… I’d sincerely like to think that we could become friends again.” A soft, but sad smile crept across my features.

Upon hearing that the girl would be transferring, my heart sunk even lower. I could only imagine them being all lovey-dovey at eight in the morning every day of the week… and I was not looking forward to that all all. I needed to leave. At this rate, I was almost sure that Kushi would physically hear my heart breaking if I stood here any longer. After his barrage of questions and when he offered to help search for my party, I knew I couldn’t ask him for that. More than anything, right now, I wanted to be as far away as possible from him and that girlfriend of his.

"Oh, please, don’t!” I said a little too firmly. Clearing my throat, "I-I mean… you are on a date, after all! Plus, I imagine you don’t see each other often - I’d feel terrible imposing on what time you have you do have together!” His girlfriend seemed pleased with this response, as she’d stopped pouting and pinching Kushi.

"And, and! I’m not by myself I’m with…” I paused, almost saying Hoki’s name, "Mirai-chan - she’s a friend of mine, practically family. Due to some circumstances, she’s living with me for a bit and also transferring schools. I do hope you’ll be kind to her when she comes. Perhaps we can even have lunch with Suchiru-san!”

Not only was my heart going to break, my stomach was about to burst wide open with such an on-the-spot complicated lie! I turned on one heel, my hands lacing behind my back and winked over my shoulder, "Suchiru-san, I’m hoping we can become good friends too, someday! I’m going to look for Mirai-chan now, but if you guys spot us later, feel free to join us! Utsu-san, Suchiru-san… Bye-bye!”

I jogged as far and as fast as my legs would take me.

”Anyway, I promised I would make him fall in love with you, as you are!”

Liar.

”So it's going to work out. Believe it!”

Liar… liar liar liar!

As soon as I was out of sight, my knees buckled and I caught myself before falling, skinning my knee a bit. Shamefully, I crumpled against the nearby brick wall of an empty arcade building and buried my face in my knees, sobbing like a two-year-old who’d dropped their ice cream.

"I wish… I never came… to this theme park.”

How could Hoki have not known his best friend was already taken? Through my sobbing, I could barely make out the sound of rumbling thunder in the distance, as the clouds hovered over the entire park and the sky darkened.

 

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  Kushi smiled kindly and warmly at Akemi as she told him about how she and Hoki hadn't see each other for some time, but right now they were trying to "rekindle their friendship".
  
  "Those are wonderful news! I never had a doubt that you would manage to find a way to become friends again, eventually. Childhood bonds are stronger than they are given credit for." He chuckled with his closed fist in front of his mouth, like a great noble indulging a daughter. "I'd sure love to hear about what brought on about these changes sometime though. Maybe even today, in fact!"
  
  However, events didn't quite turn out how he'd hoped after bringing up the whole accompanying Akemi in her search for whoever she was with. For a moment, Kushi had even been convinced she was probably with Hoki, but it turned out instead she was with this new girl who was ALSO transferring in called Mirai. Kushi looked up, racking his brain but couldn't recall anyone by that name. Well, that was fine. He didn't have to know EVERYBODY before even meeting them, after all. He faced Akemi again.
  
  "Haha, you're right, we rarely get to see each other. Even if she wants to see me, like all the time. And I think Suchiru would love to have lunch with you and Mira-i-san..." His speech broke down as he looked sideways to a once again pouting Suchiru. "Di-did I say something wrong again?"
  
  "It's no fair! You didn't tell me you could transfer in the middle of the year! Why is this Mirai the only one who gets to do it! I wanted to spend more time with you!" She stomped her foot. Around the same time, Akemi said her goodbyes and took off.
  
  "Wait, Akemi-san!" Kushi did reach out and planned on chasing her, but he was held back by Suchiru's pull.
  
  "What are you doing! Today is our date time!" She complained.
  
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  [div class=scroll] The waiter brought me my oolong tea with a bow, and promptly left me alone with this peculiar new crew. A girl with a metallic blond hair, tied up in an elaborate set of twintails that partially reached below her emerald eyes and porcelain doll-like face sat in front of me with her hands crossed and hesitantly sipping on a extra bitter coffee. Then there was the man still grasping at his groin and glaring daggers at me, who just wanted to bury my face somewhere. Having just stopped rubbing my temples yet still afflicted by a headache of a mixture of embarassment and confusion, I sipped on the tea and calmly put it down. I spilt a little, but I didn't much care. I had enough things to think about already.
  
  "So, let me get this straight. You've been lazing around with your work, put it off until the last minute, so now you had to cram it all in one go. You still in the middle of it today, but you felt so tired and bored you couldn't stand anymore, so you ran off on your own without these two man- who appearantly are your bodyguards- who just came to drag you back to work because you came to slack off in a theme park? Is it me, or is this really all your fault? Why were you acting like that back then?"
  
  "Having tea, eh?" She looked away. She was totally trying to change the topic. She whistled a little random tune that sounded a bit familiar, probably caught her ear in the radio or something. I sighed and took another sip of my tea before answering.
  
  "Yeah, I had just come from the bathroom and..."
  
  "Yeah, I can tell. I can smell. I'm impressed you managed to kick my bodyguard in that condition, and with that cute little body of yours. It was so...dynamic. And a little funny too." She chuckled a little bit, and took another teeny tiny bit of coffee out of that cup. She had barely made a dent so far. She drank like a cat, just without the speed. So maybe it made sense her tongue was rough. Had me looking down, and seeing this the girl leaned on the table with a raised eyebrow. "What's wrong girl? If you're worried about Charles he''l be fine. That's his job."
  
  Charles clicked his tongue, but nodded.
  
  "That's not!... I'm just not...who I thought I was." Damn. This was hard to talk about without being specific! I'd sound crazy if I told her I wanted to be 'manly', right? "I just wanted to show everyone I could still do it, that I was still...me. Nomatter what happened to my body."
  
  Something seemed to lit up in her eyes and she nodded in an understanding manner.
  
  "Who are you trying to impress?" She inquired.
  
  "What?"
  
  "Need I repeat my question?"
  
  "I'm not trying to impress anybody! I just..."
  
  "Want to prove what to who then? You're still you nomatter what, right?"
  
  "Right, but..."
  
  "If you have to 'prove' that you are you, doesn't that mean you're trying hard to be? If you have to try to be the true you, if you can't do it naturally, is that the true you?" She took another sip on her coffee, a slightly larger one this time, and she made a face that I barely noticed, since I had my head elsewhere. I didn't respond. My fists rested on the table, I looked down again. I knew that she was right. The 'me' right now was a girl, not a man.
  
  "So, I should just accept the new me, live my life more like..."
  
  "Hold up, I never said that. Just take me for example. I'm gorgeous, so I won't put on any makeup. If I want someone to know I'm pretty I'll walk to up to them and show them my face, au naturel. You just have to do the same."
  
  I covered my breasts.
  
  "You want me to go around naked?! Help! A pervert!"
  
  She smacked me in the head.
  
  "Of course not! If you want to prove something, and you know you are, then it will show if you just act naturally! You don't need to try so hard unless you're trying to impress someone!" She grabbed me by the shoulders and gave me a tender gaze. "You are going through something really life-changing right now, I understand. But you're still yourself. You're still you, like you were before. These changes don't mean you need to change any more than what you let me, and you don't need to force yourself either. I'm sure you'll still be like you've always been, and it'll show as long as you are. Forcing yourself wouldn't prove anything anyway."
  
  I couldn't respond again. I didn't have to prove it? I could still be a man, even if I didn't do all those things? Even if my body changed was I still...me? I could have hugged her right then, no, I WANTED to hug her right then, and cry in her arms and-
  
  "Besides we aren't so mean, us girls. Even if you are a little bit of the late bloomer, our first period is a trial every girl has to overcome. We're sure to be here for you." She gave me a thumbs up and a wink, instantly destroying all the urges from before.
  
  "So...you're a rich girl, huh?" I had to admit, I brought back that topic partially out of spite for tearing down my expectations like that.
  
  She gagged on the air.
  
  "I..uh..gah... Aaaah! Y-yeah s-something like that. Oh, how about instead of worrying about all these silly things and go have fun! Everyone can be themselves when they are having fun, come! Oh by the way, I haven't introduced myself have I? My name is Yasei Nekomya! Nice to meet you!"
  
  "Wait, woah!" I could barely protest as she dropped some big-looking bills on the table and pulled me along by wrist, giggling nervously all the way to the arcade. The place, however, was currently deserted, not been in use since...who knows when.
  
  "Geh..." Yasei gulped. She clearly expected an arcade full of life and games. She had a lucky strike in a different way though.
  
  "Aki-chan? Is that you? What are you doing there?" I inquired the girl rolled up in herself by a corner. I let go of Yasei's hand and began approaching her. Yasei stayed behind, tilting her hea in confusion.
  

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(JUST MIRAI'S PART)

The waiter brought me my oolong tea with a bow, and promptly left me alone with this peculiar new crew. A girl with a metallic blond hair, tied up in an elaborate set of twintails that partially reached below her emerald eyes and porcelain doll-like face sat in front of me with her hands crossed and hesitantly sipping on a extra bitter coffee. Then there was the man still grasping at his groin and glaring daggers at me, who just wanted to bury my face somewhere. Having just stopped rubbing my temples yet still afflicted by a headache of a mixture of embarassment and confusion, I sipped on the tea and calmly put it down. I spilt a little, but I didn't much care. I had enough things to think about already.

"So, let me get this straight. You've been lazing around with your work, put it off until the last minute, so now you had to cram it all in one go. You still in the middle of it today, but you felt so tired and bored you couldn't stand anymore, so you ran off on your own without these two man- who appearantly are your bodyguards- who just came to drag you back to work because you came to slack off in a theme park? Is it me, or is this really all your fault? Why were you acting like that back then?"

"Having tea, eh?" She looked away. She was totally trying to change the topic. She whistled a little random tune that sounded a bit familiar, probably caught her ear in the radio or something. I sighed and took another sip of my tea before answering.

"Yeah, I had just come from the bathroom and..."

"Yeah, I can tell. I can smell. I'm impressed you managed to kick my bodyguard in that condition, and with that cute little body of yours. It was so...dynamic. And a little funny too." She chuckled a little bit, and took another teeny tiny bit of coffee out of that cup. She had barely made a dent so far. She drank like a cat, just without the speed. So maybe it made sense her tongue was rough. Had me looking down, and seeing this the girl leaned on the table with a raised eyebrow. "What's wrong girl? If you're worried about Charles he''l be fine. That's his job."

Charles clicked his tongue, but nodded.

"That's not!... I'm just not...who I thought I was." Damn. This was hard to talk about without being specific! I'd sound crazy if I told her I wanted to be 'manly', right? "I just wanted to show everyone I could still do it, that I was still...me. Nomatter what happened to my body."

Something seemed to lit up in her eyes and she nodded in an understanding manner.

"Who are you trying to impress?" She inquired.

"What?"

"Need I repeat my question?"

"I'm not trying to impress anybody! I just..."

"Want to prove what to who then? You're still you nomatter what, right?"

"Right, but..."

"If you have to 'prove' that you are you, doesn't that mean you're trying hard to be? If you have to try to be the true you, if you can't do it naturally, is that the true you?" She took another sip on her coffee, a slightly larger one this time, and she made a face that I barely noticed, since I had my head elsewhere. I didn't respond. My fists rested on the table, I looked down again. I knew that she was right. The 'me' right now was a girl, not a man.

"So, I should just accept the new me, live my life more like..."

"Hold up, I never said that. Just take me for example. I'm gorgeous, so I won't put on any makeup. If I want someone to know I'm pretty I'll walk to up to them and show them my face, au naturel. You just have to do the same."

I covered my breasts.

"You want me to go around naked?! Help! A pervert!"

She smacked me in the head.

"Of course not! If you want to prove something, and you know you are, then it will show if you just act naturally! You don't need to try so hard unless you're trying to impress someone!" She grabbed me by the shoulders and gave me a tender gaze. "You are going through something really life-changing right now, I understand. But you're still yourself. You're still you, like you were before. These changes don't mean you need to change any more than what you let me, and you don't need to force yourself either. I'm sure you'll still be like you've always been, and it'll show as long as you are. Forcing yourself wouldn't prove anything anyway."

I couldn't respond again. I didn't have to prove it? I could still be a man, even if I didn't do all those things? Even if my body changed was I still...me? I could have hugged her right then, no, I WANTED to hug her right then, and cry in her arms and-

"Besides we aren't so mean, us girls. Even if you are a little bit of the late bloomer, our first period is a trial every girl has to overcome. We're sure to be here for you." She gave me a thumbs up and a wink, instantly destroying all the urges from before.

"So...you're a rich girl, huh?" I had to admit, I brought back that topic partially out of spite for tearing down my expectations like that.

She gagged on the air.

"I..uh..gah... Aaaah! Y-yeah s-something like that. Oh, how about instead of worrying about all these silly things and go have fun! Everyone can be themselves when they are having fun, come! Oh by the way, I haven't introduced myself have I? My name is Yasei Nekomya! Nice to meet you!"

"Wait, woah!" I could barely protest as she dropped some big-looking bills on the table and pulled me along by wrist, giggling nervously all the way to the arcade. The place, however, was currently deserted, not been in use since...who knows when.

"Geh..." Yasei gulped. She clearly expected an arcade full of life and games. She had a lucky strike in a different way though.

"Aki-chan? Is that you? What are you doing there?" I inquired the girl rolled up in herself by a corner. I let go of Yasei's hand and began approaching her. Yasei stayed behind, tilting her hea in confusion.

 

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Akemi Kojima
Afternoon~​

Mommy, mommy, that girl is cwying by hersewf…”

“Baby, don’t point, it’s rude.”

“Sowwy, mommy…”

“How embarrassing, crying by yourself at a dead arcade…”

How could I have been so naive? Of course he’d be taken. Kushi was practically the PRINCE of our school - it’s more unimaginable that he’d be single! I spent a lot of time always watching him; he helped people, and was really mature for a high schooler. All the girls swooned over him - sometimes we joked that he'd be more suited for a girl in college. It was ironic to see him with someone so... childish. Ah, oh boy... I really was an idiot. A big, fat selfish idiot. And to top it all off? Now I was crying in public and I skinned my knee! Could today possibly get any worse?

“Oh, my, do you think she just got dumped?”

“How awful - at a theme park no less.”

“Poor girl, I bet the guy is a total jerk.”

“Ugh - she’s so pretty and even she got dumped. I’ll never find a boyfriend at this rate.”

Yes, yes it could. Now people walking by thought I was getting dumped! Me! Dumped! Did they not know who I was? I was Akemi Kojima -- popular girl extraordinaire and... a slight brat on some days. Sigh. Who was I fooling? Any girl could get their heart broken and I was none such immune. Though, it kind of felt like I was being dumped. It was the same kind of heartbreak, I suppose. If Kushi had been mine, it’d probably be way more painful. Now that I found out he had a girlfriend, it was as good a time as any to forget him. To give up and find a new love.

I glanced up, trying to find strength in my revelation; but I was all blurry-eyed and immediately buried my face again as I saw a few passersby. Even now, I could still hear Suchiru’s polite, girlish giggles as I had jogged away, the sound echoing as I sobbed heavily behind folded arms. Her cute, high-pitched voice shouting date, date, date'. No matter how much I tried to cease the crying and rubbing my eyes of the tears, the feelings... the tears just wouldn’t stop. I just had to cry it out, I convinced myself.

After a few moments, I finally took a single deep breath… inhale… exhale. Inhale… exhale. Whew. The urge to be alone consumed my thoughts. I needed to leave. Wanted to leave. But I knew I couldn't leave without Hoki. Where was he?

”I should find Hoki-kun… hic… want to le--” As if I was speaking it into existence, that familiar pink-haired figure appeared and a sudden, raw desperation filled my lungs.

”Aki-chan? Is that you? What are you doing there?

”You!” I choked, through the salty tears. ”You never told me that Kushi was already dating someone! What kind of best friend are you to not know about Suchiru-san!?” My cheeks were puffy and my nose was red from constant rubbing by my sleeve. I probably looked super unhygienic sniffling all over the place. But I was angry! And Hoki was about to get ripped a new one for hiding such an important thing from me!

"What?! He's dating HIS COUSIN? Where is he, I'm going to pound him once or twice!"

”Yeah, that's right and don't try to defend --” I blinked once. Then twice. Thrice for good measure. ”WAIT. Did... did you say... h-his... cousin!? HIS COUSIN!? B-but -- he said date! And-and-and she said date!" My head spun and I immediately felt the sting of my pride at accusing Hoki of something that I had jumped conclusions to. A heat of embarrassment covered my cheeks. I should probably apologize.

”I-I'm sor... --" This time, I heard the rumble of thunder, but something else caught my attention. For a moment, my eyes darted to behind Hoki, a figure I recognized very well standing well-postured and nearly glistening with beauty to make me forget all about the weather getting increasingly darker. Was that... one of the idols from the competition that I was no longer taking part in? And did Hoki know!?

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Akemi Kojima
Afternoon~​

Mommy, mommy, that girl is cwying by hersewf…”

“Baby, don’t point, it’s rude.”

“Sowwy, mommy…”

“How embarrassing, crying by yourself at a dead arcade…”

How could I have been so naive? Of course he’d be taken. Kushi was practically the PRINCE of our school - it’s more unimaginable that he’d be single! I spent a lot of time always watching him; he helped people, and was really mature for a high schooler. All the girls swooned over him - sometimes we joked that he'd be more suited for a girl in college. It was ironic to see him with someone so... childish. Ah, oh boy... I really was an idiot. A big, fat selfish idiot. And to top it all off? Now I was crying in public and I skinned my knee! Could today possibly get any worse?

“Oh, my, do you think she just got dumped?”

“How awful - at a theme park no less.”

“Poor girl, I bet the guy is a total jerk.”

“Ugh - she’s so pretty and even she got dumped. I’ll never find a boyfriend at this rate.”

Yes, yes it could. Now people walking by thought I was getting dumped! Me! Dumped! Did they not know who I was? I was Akemi Kojima -- popular girl extraordinaire and... a slight brat on some days. Sigh. Who was I fooling? Any girl could get their heart broken and I was none such immune. Though, it kind of felt like I was being dumped. It was the same kind of heartbreak, I suppose. If Kushi had been mine, it’d probably be way more painful. Now that I found out he had a girlfriend, it was as good a time as any to forget him. To give up and find a new love.

I glanced up, trying to find strength in my revelation; but I was all blurry-eyed and immediately buried my face again as I saw a few passersby. Even now, I could still hear Suchiru’s polite, girlish giggles as I had jogged away, the sound echoing as I sobbed heavily behind folded arms. Her cute, high-pitched voice shouting date, date, date'. No matter how much I tried to cease the crying and rubbing my eyes of the tears, the feelings... the tears just wouldn’t stop. I just had to cry it out, I convinced myself.

After a few moments, I finally took a single deep breath… inhale… exhale. Inhale… exhale. Whew. The urge to be alone consumed my thoughts. I needed to leave. Wanted to leave. But I knew I couldn't leave without Hoki. Where was he?

”I should find Hoki-kun… hic… want to le--” As if I was speaking it into existence, that familiar pink-haired figure appeared and a sudden, raw desperation filled my lungs.

”Aki-chan? Is that you? What are you doing there?

”You!” I choked, through the salty tears. ”You never told me that Kushi was already dating someone! What kind of best friend are you to not know about Suchiru-san!?” My cheeks were puffy and my nose was red from constant rubbing by my sleeve. I probably looked super unhygienic sniffling all over the place. But I was angry! And Hoki was about to get ripped a new one for hiding such an important thing from me!

"What?! He's dating HIS COUSIN? Where is he, I'm going to pound him once or twice!"

”Yeah, that's right and don't try to defend --” I blinked once. Then twice. Thrice for good measure. ”WAIT. Did... did you say... h-his... cousin!? HIS COUSIN!? B-but -- he said date! And-and-and she said date!" My head spun and I immediately felt the sting of my pride at accusing Hoki of something that I had jumped conclusions to. A heat of embarrassment covered my cheeks. I should probably apologize.

”I-I'm sor... --" This time, I heard the rumble of thunder, but something else caught my attention. For a moment, my eyes darted to behind Hoki, a figure I recognized very well standing well-postured and nearly glistening with beauty to make me forget all about the weather getting increasingly darker. Was that... one of the idols from the competition that I was no longer taking part in? And did Hoki know!?

”T-that’s… !”

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[div class=scroll] From the way she was sitting down right there underneath the machine it was clear that something happened to Aki. It was indeed a bit of a childish way to react, but I felt no urge to laugh, only a sudden drop in my heart. After all, this was probably my fault for misleading her when I said Kushi was here, she was probably so disappointed, and then I just had to go and disappear, no, ABANDON her there just because of my stupid "manly pride". As I bent down to ask her if she was ok, I couldn't help my fists closing knowing I hurt her, and what a disgusting guy...girl I was for doing that. I never thought that would be her response though. In fact, my heart probably stopped for one excruciating moment, air seemingly drained out of my lungs.

"WHAT?! He's dating HIS COUSIN?" Kushi was dating Suchiru-chan? First my fist flew at one of the nearby machines, ouch that hurt! But I managed to drown it out, my head filled something else entirely. How could you? What are you doing? That's not right, is it? For any of us. For any of us. How could you do this, Kushi? Playing with so many hearts, only to tie it with the one person you can't, who do you think you are, the protagonist of some romantic comedy? How could you Kushi, make Aki hurt like this,how could I make her feel like this? I cracked my knuckles.

"Where is he, I'm going to pound him once or twice!" Aki blinked. 'They said date' she told me, as if nobody actually said they were dating. You could be forgiven for thinking I was mimicking her, because I found myself blinked a bit before offering my own confused "Eh?"

I rubbed my forehead a little.

"So you're saying Suchiru-chan said she and Kushi were on a date? She's...pretty attached to him, yeah, but I don't think they meant it THAT way." I sighed with relief and kneeled next to her, then I....I went to hug Aki. I'm not wholly sure why, but it felt like she could really use it.My arms shook trembling with hesitation for a moment before trying to wrap themselves over her neck and back, and pulling both closer if not rejected. "I'm really sorry Aki. I should have warned you about them. It must have been a real scare, right? It's all my fault, so I'm sorry, it's all my fault..."

it was my fault all of this was happening to Aki, and even if it was a misunderstanding it was my fault that she thought Kushi was dating Suchiru-chan. Because I was only thinking about myself, about what happened to me, and about proving that I was something I was no longer, all because I couldn't accept reality. If I wanted to hook her up with Kushi, obviously this was such important information. I gripped my shirt and felt a hand on my shoulder and a few threads of golden hair entered my vision. I looked over my shoulder to see Yasei over me.

"Now, now, no need to be so hard on yourself Mirai. From what I heard it seems this Kushi guy is the one that ought to have clarified things. Have a little respect for your woman, right? If you ask me, Mirai-chan who saved me from Charles and Andrew back there was a lot more manly than this Kushi guy. I do mean that in the best way possible of course. She's still a real cutie." Yasei smiled and winked at me. Aki's sudden gasp caught both of our attentions. Yasei raised an eyebrow. "Oh? So you recognize me then? Are you perchance participating in the idol competition miss uhm....Aki-san was it?"

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From the way she was sitting down right there underneath the machine it was clear that something happened to Aki. It was indeed a bit of a childish way to react, but I felt no urge to laugh, only a sudden drop in my heart. After all, this was probably my fault for misleading her when I said Kushi was here, she was probably so disappointed, and then I just had to go and disappear, no, ABANDON her there just because of my stupid "manly pride". As I bent down to ask her if she was ok, I couldn't help my fists closing knowing I hurt her, and what a disgusting guy...girl I was for doing that. I never thought that would be her response though. In fact, my heart probably stopped for one excruciating moment, air seemingly drained out of my lungs.

"WHAT?! He's dating HIS COUSIN?" Kushi was dating Suchiru-chan? First my fist flew at one of the nearby machines, ouch that hurt! But I managed to drown it out, my head filled something else entirely. How could you? What are you doing? That's not right, is it? For any of us. For any of us. How could you do this, Kushi? Playing with so many hearts, only to tie it with the one person you can't, who do you think you are, the protagonist of some romantic comedy? How could you Kushi, make Aki hurt like this,how could I make her feel like this? I cracked my knuckles.

"Where is he, I'm going to pound him once or twice!" Aki blinked. 'They said date' she told me, as if nobody actually said they were dating. You could be forgiven for thinking I was mimicking her, because I found myself blinked a bit before offering my own confused "Eh?"

I rubbed my forehead a little.

"So you're saying Suchiru-chan said she and Kushi were on a date? She's...pretty attached to him, yeah, but I don't think they meant it THAT way." I sighed with relief and kneeled next to her, then I....I went to hug Aki. I'm not wholly sure why, but it felt like she could really use it.My arms shook trembling with hesitation for a moment before trying to wrap themselves over her neck and back, and pulling both closer if not rejected. "I'm really sorry Aki. I should have warned you about them. It must have been a real scare, right? It's all my fault, so I'm sorry, it's all my fault..."

it was my fault all of this was happening to Aki, and even if it was a misunderstanding it was my fault that she thought Kushi was dating Suchiru-chan. Because I was only thinking about myself, about what happened to me, and about proving that I was something I was no longer, all because I couldn't accept reality. If I wanted to hook her up with Kushi, obviously this was such important information. I gripped my shirt and felt a hand on my shoulder and a few threads of golden hair entered my vision. I looked over my shoulder to see Yasei over me.

"Now, now, no need to be so hard on yourself Mirai. From what I heard it seems this Kushi guy is the one that ought to have clarified things. Have a little respect for your woman, right? If you ask me, Mirai-chan who saved me from Charles and Andrew back there was a lot more manly than this Kushi guy. I do mean that in the best way possible of course. She's still a real cutie." Yasei smiled and winked at me. Aki's sudden gasp caught both of our attentions. Yasei raised an eyebrow. "Oh? So you recognize me then? Are you perchance participating in the idol competition miss uhm....Aki-san was it?"

 

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Akemi Kojima
Afternoon~​

It took a moment for me to register Hoki’s soft, girlish form pressing against me in a soft, yet strong embrace. Like he was truly worried that I would be hurt (though, it was apparent that I was). My chest tightened - Had Hoki always been this… thoughtful? Usually at school he avoided me with all his might and now… now he acted like he would never let me go.

It was comforting… nostalgic even.

I felt the trembling palm behind the base of my skull, the urgency of a second arm pulling me closer and tighter; I didn’t resist. I couldn’t help but briefly fantasize an alternate world where Hoki wasn’t a girl. A scenario where he was a small town boy, and I was just a simple girl… just like old times. What if he never moved away? Would we be closer? Would we… well, the fantasy dwindled when I felt the small lump of breasts against my own chest. Well. Back to reality.

Hoki was a girl and all the fantasizing in the world wouldn’t help him right now, ahh… but when I closed my eyes...

My hands snaked up Hoki’s back to return the hug, the soft fragrance of roses and fruit meeting my nose as I nuzzled into him; he smelled like I normally did, which was expected considering that we shared the same shampoo and body washes the previous night. It was almost like hugging myself. Huh. What an odd sensation. Long strands of hair floated by my face as the wind blew a gentle breeze.

Was time actually stopping? It felt like it.

"I'm really sorry Aki. I should have warned you about them. It must have been a real scare, right? It's all my fault, so I'm sorry, it's all my fault..."

The way Hoki’s voice crumbled against my ear, I felt like maybe I shouldn't have blamed him for my overreacting. I wanted to say that it was okay - wanted to say that I should’ve just confronted Kushi and asked him myself instead of whimpering like a pup with its tail between its legs. But Yasei interjected and our brief, but comforting moment ended.

When Yasei addressed me, I completely froze up, my mouth suddenly feeling like I’d eaten a spoonful of peanut butter and my back as straight as a plank of wood! Yasei was talking to me! TO ME! And and and! Calling me by name! BY NAME! I shook my head, trying to stop being so starstruck!

”Oh? So you recognize me then? Are you perchance participating in the idol competition miss uhm....Aki-san was it?”

”OH! I ---” I gasped, speaking louder than I’d intended. Okay, calm down, I scolded myself! How could I not recognize her I’d have to be an idiot not to! I looked over at Hoki… well, I guess I could be someone completely oblivious to the idol world… poor guy. He was in for a heck of a ride for the next few weeks!

”W-well…” I glanced at the ground. I was supposed to be in it and then I gave my spot to Hoki. It felt a little depressing, but… it was really going to help him. After all, I was partly to blame for his condition. Additionally, given the events of the last 48 hours… this might be his only chance to survive and earn an income.

”I was going to be in it,” I said casually, with a soft smile, happy that my voice sounded regular now. ”But Mirai-chan will be taking my place this year. She needs this more than I do and I’ve got a lot of faith in her -- plus -- I’m still a bit young, so maybe I’ll try next year? I’m no quitter.” I patted Hoki’s head gently, hoping that I could reassure him not to feel guilty. Though, as a girl, I could read him better than ever and knew that some part of him would feel guilty.

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Akemi Kojima
Afternoon~​

It took a moment for me to register Hoki’s soft, girlish form pressing against me in a soft, yet strong embrace. Like he was truly worried that I would be hurt (though, it was apparent that I was). My chest tightened - Had Hoki always been this… thoughtful? Usually at school he avoided me with all his might and now… now he acted like he would never let me go.

It was comforting… nostalgic even.

I felt the trembling palm behind the base of my skull, the urgency of a second arm pulling me closer and tighter; I didn’t resist. I couldn’t help but briefly fantasize an alternate world where Hoki wasn’t a girl. A scenario where he was a small town boy, and I was just a simple girl… just like old times. What if he never moved away? Would we be closer? Would we… well, the fantasy dwindled when I felt the small lump of breasts against my own chest. Well. Back to reality.

Hoki was a girl and all the fantasizing in the world wouldn’t help him right now, ahh… but when I closed my eyes...

My hands snaked up Hoki’s back to return the hug, the soft fragrance of roses and fruit meeting my nose as I nuzzled into him; he smelled like I normally did, which was expected considering that we shared the same shampoo and body washes the previous night. It was almost like hugging myself. Huh. What an odd sensation. Long strands of hair floated by my face as the wind blew a gentle breeze.

Was time actually stopping? It felt like it.

"I'm really sorry Aki. I should have warned you about them. It must have been a real scare, right? It's all my fault, so I'm sorry, it's all my fault..."

The way Hoki’s voice crumbled against my ear, I felt like maybe I shouldn't have blamed him for my overreacting. I wanted to say that it was okay - wanted to say that I should’ve just confronted Kushi and asked him myself instead of whimpering like a pup with its tail between its legs. But Yasei interjected and our brief, but comforting moment ended.

When Yasei addressed me, I completely froze up, my mouth suddenly feeling like I’d eaten a spoonful of peanut butter and my back as straight as a plank of wood! Yasei was talking to me! TO ME! And and and! Calling me by name! BY NAME! I shook my head, trying to stop being so starstruck!

”Oh? So you recognize me then? Are you perchance participating in the idol competition miss uhm....Aki-san was it?”

”OH! I ---” I gasped, speaking louder than I’d intended. Okay, calm down, I scolded myself! How could I not recognize her I’d have to be an idiot not to! I looked over at Hoki… well, I guess I could be someone completely oblivious to the idol world… poor guy. He was in for a heck of a ride for the next few weeks!

”W-well…” I glanced at the ground. I was supposed to be in it and then I gave my spot to Hoki. It felt a little depressing, but… it was really going to help him. After all, I was partly to blame for his condition. Additionally, given the events of the last 48 hours… this might be his only chance to survive and earn an income.

”I was going to be in it,” I said casually, with a soft smile, happy that my voice sounded regular now. ”But Mirai-chan will be taking my place this year. She needs this more than I do and I’ve got a lot of faith in her -- plus -- I’m still a bit young, so maybe I’ll try next year? I’m no quitter.” I patted Hoki’s head gently, hoping that I could reassure him not to feel guilty. Though, as a girl, I could read him better than ever and knew that some part of him would feel guilty.[/color]

 

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[div class=scroll] Honestly, all things considered I was beet red by now. What the heck was I doing to Aki-chan? And she had reciprocated too! Eh? WHat did this mean? I just let myself get pulled in by the moment, and now I was hugging this girl in public! Worse even, I had completely forgotten Yasei-san was even here, this was just too embarassing, I'd rather drink twenty girlification potions than this! Well, maybe it was alright, like, we were two girls, something like THIS wasn't all that weird, was it? Maybe that was why Aki-chan didn't really resist and why she didn't seem embarassed like me. Yeah, that was probably it.

Yasei then asked about whether we were participating in the competition, for some reason, and Aki responded that she had actually given me her place. Was there something about Yasei and the competition? Was she also participating? I peeked over to her, not sure whether to let go of Aki-chan or not, or when to do it. Yasei tilted her head at the two girls and looked at the ceiling, seemingly lost in thought as she bobbed from right to left and left to right.

"I don't get it. Couldn't you both participate? Why didn't you do that? There's a chance you both could've become idols, and even without one of you participating, there's no guarantee the other will win. Plenty of cuties will be there to participate after all.... Ooooh...!" Suddenly a huge smug smirk grew on the idol's face. "I see how it is. You're afraid you won't even be competition, aren't you Aki-san? Yes, yes, I know that feeling all too well, and Mirai-chan here is a undeniably real cutie. But you know, you do have a really cute side. I have no doubt there are people out there who would say you're way cuter than even Mirai-chan. Especially when she goes around punching and kicking people like she was some guy playing hero."

Yasei stuck her tongue out playfully. Then, much like how she had done with Aki, a thick, bulgy hand was placed in her shoulder. Yasei's smile twisted in a way if one could hear her thoughts, it'd probably just be one huge internal scream.

"Ya-sei-sa-ma..." Charles the bodyguard spelled out as he slowly moved his head closer to the girl's shoulder. "What was that about these girls being participants in the idol competition that you will be judging? I could be mistaken, but wasn't it the case that you were forbidden from interacting with the participants prior to the competition itself? Well, there's no helping it since you didn't know they were but, oh my, oh my, you didn't immediately take your leave as soon as you found out, like you promised? I wonder what mr. David would think if he heard about this..."

"Eeep!" Squealed the idol. The other body guard approached her two, and the two of them each grabbed one of her arms and began dragging the idol out of the arcade like a child being brought out of the toy store without getting to take all the toys she wanted. "Nooo! It's just for a little bit, they are just so nice! Aki-chan isn't even participating! C'mon five more minutes! No, no, nuuuu!"

As the automatic doors closed behind that trio, that was last we saw of Yasei for a while.

"So.... wait, Yasei is judging the competition? What?" I wasn't fully processing it, with my arms still embracing Aki and all. "What just happened? Wait, isn't this a good thing there, we became friends with a judge or something, right? One step closer to my livelihood! Woo..."

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Honestly, all things considered I was beet red by now. What the heck was I doing to Aki-chan? And she had reciprocated too! Eh? WHat did this mean? I just let myself get pulled in by the moment, and now I was hugging this girl in public! Worse even, I had completely forgotten Yasei-san was even here, this was just too embarassing, I'd rather drink twenty girlification potions than this! Well, maybe it was alright, like, we were two girls, something like THIS wasn't all that weird, was it? Maybe that was why Aki-chan didn't really resist and why she didn't seem embarassed like me. Yeah, that was probably it.

Yasei then asked about whether we were participating in the competition, for some reason, and Aki responded that she had actually given me her place. Was there something about Yasei and the competition? Was she also participating? I peeked over to her, not sure whether to let go of Aki-chan or not, or when to do it. Yasei tilted her head at the two girls and looked at the ceiling, seemingly lost in thought as she bobbed from right to left and left to right.

"I don't get it. Couldn't you both participate? Why didn't you do that? There's a chance you both could've become idols, and even without one of you participating, there's no guarantee the other will win. Plenty of cuties will be there to participate after all.... Ooooh...!" Suddenly a huge smug smirk grew on the idol's face. "I see how it is. You're afraid you won't even be competition, aren't you Aki-san? Yes, yes, I know that feeling all too well, and Mirai-chan here is a undeniably real cutie. But you know, you do have a really cute side. I have no doubt there are people out there who would say you're way cuter than even Mirai-chan. Especially when she goes around punching and kicking people like she was some guy playing hero."

Yasei stuck her tongue out playfully. Then, much like how she had done with Aki, a thick, bulgy hand was placed in her shoulder. Yasei's smile twisted in a way if one could hear her thoughts, it'd probably just be one huge internal scream.

"Ya-sei-sa-ma..." Charles the bodyguard spelled out as he slowly moved his head closer to the girl's shoulder. "What was that about these girls being participants in the idol competition that you will be judging? I could be mistaken, but wasn't it the case that you were forbidden from interacting with the participants prior to the competition itself? Well, there's no helping it since you didn't know they were but, oh my, oh my, you didn't immediately take your leave as soon as you found out, like you promised? I wonder what mr. David would think if he heard about this..."

"Eeep!" Squealed the idol. The other body guard approached her two, and the two of them each grabbed one of her arms and began dragging the idol out of the arcade like a child being brought out of the toy store without getting to take all the toys she wanted. "Nooo! It's just for a little bit, they are just so nice! Aki-chan isn't even participating! C'mon five more minutes! No, no, nuuuu!"

As the automatic doors closed behind that trio, that was last we saw of Yasei for a while.

"So.... wait, Yasei is judging the competition? What?" I wasn't fully processing it, with my arms still embracing Aki and all. "What just happened? Wait, isn't this a good thing there, we became friends with a judge or something, right? One step closer to my livelihood! Woo..."

 

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Akemi Kojima
Afternoon~​

It felt like a dream being this close to someone in the idol world, I wouldn’t lie… I was slightly starstruck.

Her perfect blonde hair, her flawless skin, even the way she walked and moved! Yasei smelled like fruits and flowers, her poise was regal and her voice was soft and mellow -- how did Hoki not know who she was? Was he living under a rock for the last few years? She was one of the years’ biggest idols!

Geez, how hopeless. I thought all the guys were into idols. But maybe I was the one who was clueless for thinking Hoki would be into those kids of girls.

I wondered for a moment what kind of girls he actually liked...

”"I don't get it. Couldn't you both participate? Why didn't you do that?"

But it was apparent that Yasei wasn’t entirely aware of all the rules. I thought back briefly to the flyer that arrived in the mail, stating that it was one entry per household. I suppose there were ways of getting around that, like reporting a different address. How would they check anyways? It wasn’t like either of us had licenses and our school IDs didn’t have our addresses either. Now that I really thought about it… what a faulty promotion. Whoever created the fine print really sucked at their job.

I looked at Hoki who still had his arms wrapped around me, slightly. There was also the caveat that we had a deal -- I would give him my idol spot in the competition and he, in return, would help me win Kushi’s heart. Both of which could be considered pretty heavy competitions. Of course Yasei couldn’t know that, so I resumed being quiet as she continued speaking.

"I see how it is. You're afraid you won't even be competition, aren't you Aki-san? Yes, yes, I know that feeling all too well, and Mirai-chan here is an undeniably real cutie.”

A sharp pain filled the inside of my chest and I flinched. Unknowingly, Yasei had tapped into a fear that had been lingering in my subconscious and I hadn’t noticed it fully until she spoke the words out loud. Without knowing that I did it, I pushed Hoki away slightly, releasing the embrace. I could feel the color leave my cheeks and a swarm of dark emotions filled my heart. I felt uncomfortable in my own body again.

I thought about that ugly feeling when I saw Kushi with his cousin. That bitterness. That looming, self-conscious doubt. The deterioration of my self-esteem.

The jealousy.

”But you know, you do have a really cute side. I have no doubt there are people out there who would say you're way cuter than even Mirai-chan. Especially when she goes around punching and kicking people like she was some guy playing hero.”

I bit my lip slightly, trying to hide that guilty pleasure of that compliment even though I knew that I shouldn’t be justifying my jealousy. I only hoped Hoki wouldn’t notice. And soon enough, without being able to utter so much as a response, Yasei was getting dragged away by her guard -- or what appeared to be a guard?

“So.... wait, Yasei is judging the competition? What? What just happened? Wait, isn't this a good thing there, we became friends with a judge or something, right? One step closer to my livelihood! Woo..."

”You really don’t know Yasei Nekomya? Idol magazines have nicknamed her Yaya, and in her kitty photo shoots last year with the animal shelters, they nicknamed her Neko-Ya?” I asked as though Hoki would know the answer and was disappointed in myself for having that kind of hope. ”She uses 24K gold eye strips in her skin care routine, like pomegranates and she’s a Sagittarius? Nothing rings a bell?” I sighed a bit and stood up, brushing my shorts off and offering to help Hoki stand up with me.

”I have so much to teach you, Hoki-kun. But yes, she’s a judge this year and it’s great that you networked with her!” A wry smile formed, knowing we’d have time to practice and that we would practice A LOT. ”By the way, do you want to do anything else while we are here? The weather is looking a little rough and I’d rather not be here when it starts to rain.”

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Akemi Kojima
Afternoon~​

It felt like a dream being this close to someone in the idol world, I wouldn’t lie… I was slightly starstruck.

Her perfect blonde hair, her flawless skin, even the way she walked and moved! Yasei smelled like fruits and flowers, her poise was regal and her voice was soft and mellow -- how did Hoki not know who she was? Was he living under a rock for the last few years? She was one of the years’ biggest idols!

Geez, how hopeless. I thought all the guys were into idols. But maybe I was the one who was clueless for thinking Hoki would be into those kids of girls.

I wondered for a moment what kind of girls he actually liked...

”"I don't get it. Couldn't you both participate? Why didn't you do that?"

But it was apparent that Yasei wasn’t entirely aware of all the rules. I thought back briefly to the flyer that arrived in the mail, stating that it was one entry per household. I suppose there were ways of getting around that, like reporting a different address. How would they check anyways? It wasn’t like either of us had licenses and our school IDs didn’t have our addresses either. Now that I really thought about it… what a faulty promotion. Whoever created the fine print really sucked at their job.

I looked at Hoki who still had his arms wrapped around me, slightly. There was also the caveat that we had a deal -- I would give him my idol spot in the competition and he, in return, would help me win Kushi’s heart. Both of which could be considered pretty heavy competitions. Of course Yasei couldn’t know that, so I resumed being quiet as she continued speaking.

"I see how it is. You're afraid you won't even be competition, aren't you Aki-san? Yes, yes, I know that feeling all too well, and Mirai-chan here is an undeniably real cutie.”

A sharp pain filled the inside of my chest and I flinched. Unknowingly, Yasei had tapped into a fear that had been lingering in my subconscious and I hadn’t noticed it fully until she spoke the words out loud. Without knowing that I did it, I pushed Hoki away slightly, releasing the embrace. I could feel the color leave my cheeks and a swarm of dark emotions filled my heart. I felt uncomfortable in my own body again.

I thought about that ugly feeling when I saw Kushi with his cousin. That bitterness. That looming, self-conscious doubt. The deterioration of my self-esteem.

The jealousy.

”But you know, you do have a really cute side. I have no doubt there are people out there who would say you're way cuter than even Mirai-chan. Especially when she goes around punching and kicking people like she was some guy playing hero.”

I bit my lip slightly, trying to hide that guilty pleasure of that compliment even though I knew that I shouldn’t be justifying my jealousy. I only hoped Hoki wouldn’t notice. And soon enough, without being able to utter so much as a response, Yasei was getting dragged away by her guard -- or what appeared to be a guard?

“So.... wait, Yasei is judging the competition? What? What just happened? Wait, isn't this a good thing there, we became friends with a judge or something, right? One step closer to my livelihood! Woo..."

”You really don’t know Yasei Nekomya? Idol magazines have nicknamed her Yaya, and in her kitty photo shoots last year with the animal shelters, they nicknamed her Neko-Ya?” I asked as though Hoki would know the answer and was disappointed in myself for having that kind of hope. ”She uses 24K gold eye strips in her skin care routine, like pomegranates and she’s a Sagittarius? Nothing rings a bell?” I sighed a bit and stood up, brushing my shorts off and offering to help Hoki stand up with me.

”I have so much to teach you, Hoki-kun. But yes, she’s a judge this year and it’s great that you networked with her!” A wry smile formed, knowing we’d have time to practice and that we would practice A LOT. ”By the way, do you want to do anything else while we are here? The weather is looking a little rough and I’d rather not be here when it starts to rain.”

 

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[div class=scroll] All of the sudden, Aki-chan began telling me all about Yasei-san, stuff I could barely follow like magazine names, and photo shoots and skin care. To know things to such extent, even an idol fan like Kushi probably wouldn't be aware of that much about someone's personal life....would he? Whichever the case though, I couldn't help myself from smiling at Aki-chan seeming to have fun again. Ah, it really put it into perspective, didn't it? All those years, in which we didn't do anything like this. It wasn't my fault though! After all, I couldn't help it. Because I... Nah, nevermind.

"She uh, sure does sound impressive." I took Aki's hand and rose to my feet. I subconsciously grinned a bit in response to her praise, even lifted up my chin. "Well, well, of course! All part of the plan!"

This was, obviously, not the case. Even now I couldn't help but to wonder about the whole thing, abotu just how much if I had messed up. Like, idols were these really girly things weren't they? All frilly and singing, so now that I showed her I was some kind of brute, ah I didn't even want to think about it... but I still did... Thankfully, I was saved by Aki-chan bringing up a new topic of conversation. I shook my head.

"Nah, let's get going. I've done everything I came for today, for better or for worse." I sighed, and stretched my arms up into the air, barely minding the little gap it opened exposing my belly from the right. "Ah, seriously, what a pain this is... but I guess it's also a weight off my shoulders. I guess I uh...owe you an apology, don't I? For making you run around with me all day."

I gave Aki my hand.

"Shall we go then? Before the rain comes."

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As we returned to Aki's home that day, I felt as though I could breathe again. "If I was a man, then just acting normally should be proof enough". I leaned my face against the cold window, following the droplets slowly dragging themselves down with my gaze. The cold condensed my breath on my side of the window. Today was a failure, but I had many more chances. As long as I could still leave those white stains on cold windows I still had time to live and prove that I was a man. I clenched my fists. From this day onward I would be myself and continue proving to myself that I was a still very much a guy!

I looked over at Aki next. Today we met one of the idols she admired so much (very clearly from how excited she was speaking about it, which made me a little happy to look back on, but also a little sad). She was going to keep helping me, just like today, no even more than she had today. My fists clenched even harder. From this day onwards I would be myself, and work hard to prove I was still very much a guy...and to be the very best damn idol she had ever seen! Not to mention, prepare yourself Kushi, I will get you and Aki together yet! Nomatter what walls may stand in the way!

...Or so I thought.

I stepped into through the threshold, feeling a shiver up my spine. I lookeded around. It was like I was forgeting somethi- oh no. Hanging near the kitchen entrance was a frilly apron, the very same that I had put on this morning and went down to cook an extravagant breakfastt with. I gulped and quickly turned back to Aki.

"Hey Aki-chan...would it be ok if you could uh... do me a little favor?" I looked down and away. Was I really about to ask something like that to her right now? But I didn't want to a round two, I'd never be able to explain it. "C-could you lock me up tonight?"

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All of the sudden, Aki-chan began telling me all about Yasei-san, stuff I could barely follow like magazine names, and photo shoots and skin care. To know things to such extent, even an idol fan like Kushi probably wouldn't be aware of that much about someone's personal life....would he? Whichever the case though, I couldn't help myself from smiling at Aki-chan seeming to have fun again. Ah, it really put it into perspective, didn't it? All those years, in which we didn't do anything like this. It wasn't my fault though! After all, I couldn't help it. Because I... Nah, nevermind.

"She uh, sure does sound impressive." I took Aki's hand and rose to my feet. I subconsciously grinned a bit in response to her praise, even lifted up my chin. "Well, well, of course! All part of the plan!"

This was, obviously, not the case. Even now I couldn't help but to wonder about the whole thing, abotu just how much if I had messed up. Like, idols were these really girly things weren't they? All frilly and singing, so now that I showed her I was some kind of brute, ah I didn't even want to think about it... but I still did... Thankfully, I was saved by Aki-chan bringing up a new topic of conversation. I shook my head.

"Nah, let's get going. I've done everything I came for today, for better or for worse." I sighed, and stretched my arms up into the air, barely minding the little gap it opened exposing my belly from the right. "Ah, seriously, what a pain this is... but I guess it's also a weight off my shoulders. I guess I uh...owe you an apology, don't I? For making you run around with me all day."

I gave Aki my hand.

"Shall we go then? Before the rain comes."

- - - - - - -

As we returned to Aki's home that day, I felt as though I could breathe again. "If I was a man, then just acting normally should be proof enough". I leaned my face against the cold window, following the droplets slowly dragging themselves down with my gaze. The cold condensed my breath on my side of the window. Today was a failure, but I had many more chances. As long as I could still leave those white stains on cold windows I still had time to live and prove that I was a man. I clenched my fists. From this day onward I would be myself and continue proving to myself that I was a still very much a guy!

I looked over at Aki next. Today we met one of the idols she admired so much (very clearly from how excited she was speaking about it, which made me a little happy to look back on, but also a little sad). She was going to keep helping me, just like today, no even more than she had today. My fists clenched even harder. From this day onwards I would be myself, and work hard to prove I was still very much a guy...and to be the very best damn idol she had ever seen! Not to mention, prepare yourself Kushi, I will get you and Aki together yet! Nomatter what walls may stand in the way!

...Or so I thought.

I stepped into through the threshold, feeling a shiver up my spine. I lookeded around. It was like I was forgeting somethi- oh no. Hanging near the kitchen entrance was a frilly apron, the very same that I had put on this morning and went down to cook an extravagant breakfastt with. I gulped and quickly turned back to Aki.

"Hey Aki-chan...would it be ok if you could uh... do me a little favor?" I looked down and away. Was I really about to ask something like that to her right now? But I didn't want to a round two, I'd never be able to explain it. "C-could you lock me up tonight?"