Todaleine

[Pearlholy]

A few years in and they were where they currently stand: together. Correction: walking together. There were times she would get ahead of herself and be the one walking in front him. Lately, with Toshirou’s fame climbing, he’s been the one walking in front of her. She stared at his back for a while in a light daze. It was like in every shoujo existing manga where a slow realization of occurring changes. Since when did his back seem so large? When did he get so tall? There was no sense of fear or insecurity though. Did she feel protected and safe? No. There was a sense of pride. With a smile, her hand reached out for him, their fingertips brushed and she found herself hooking her index finger with his. She remembered making fun of his height, she remembered making fun of his slender form, how she found herself rather amazed at the changes. Before, every interaction promised friction and tension. From disagreement to profound friendship, their respective parent figures soon got involved. Still, they overcame the obstacles and her fathers along with Toshirou were getting along just fine. Fine may have been a stretch but they were in the same room, drinking like every other typical chill father would do with friends. Toshi may not be as close as she was with her fathers but the fact he was able to talk to Ryuu was a big improvement.


It was as if the touch caused Toshirou to stop his tracks. But there they were, by the train station where they should take their separate ways. Gently cupping his face in the palm of her hands, Madeleine studied his face as if it was the first time they met. “Don’t forget to brush your teeth. We can’t let you have cavities. Don’t forget to dress warmly. It’s getting colder. We can’t have you sick. Eat properly. Take all your vitamins. Drink a lot of water. Get your 8 hours of sleep. 5 at least on your busy days…” Her list grew but patient as ever, the rising idol listened to her.


“I know. I will. You dress warm too. Make sure your legs don’t get too cold.”


“Don’t forget to wear your scarf… if your throat is sore, just drink tea with honey. If you’re cold, keep your feet warm. If…” She faltered. Everything seemed different at that particular moment when their eyes met and mirrored a smile. It could have been the cold weather, or the time. It might as well be the mood or the hormones. But she did felt a shift in her feelings at the moment as they maintained eye contact. She remembered crying about losing him to fame. Where she thought her feelings for him couldn’t overflow, it might have just now. “Ah.” The starstruck girl’s lips remained parted as she tried to search for something in front of her. “I forgot.”


Never mind his surprised look and the blush. “HOW DID YOU FORGET?!”


Her arms dropped to the side. “I love you. I love you, Toshirou.” She went from liking him to loving him. Right at this moment, it wasn’t about losing him; it was about wanting to be with him right now and onwards. Was she getting ahead of herself? It didn’t mattered, she was simply confident that she wanted to be with him no matter what. More than just a friend but as a lover. That must be the feeling of love—just like how Boyan felt for his significant other. Age should matter but it didn’t feel like it mattered. She saw forever in his eyes and she was barely scared of that sentiment. Rather, she felt excited, she wanted to tackle ahead and see where life would bring them. Whether it was the next San Fransokyo or simply another world where Dr. Strange could exist, she was up for it. Toshirou may not be up for it but she knew she would find a way to get him aboard on this. His trust was after all, one of the most precious gifts he could ever give her. This was love.

 

[sorrow made you]

Toshirou didn't know what he was getting into when he met the spunky girl back in that school. He didn't know that she would go from being his enemy and pain in the ass, to best friend and eventually girlfriend. And now...he didn't know where they stood. He loved being around her, even if it was just her listening to him record himself singing for viral videos or just for a gelato run. He didn't care, honestly. What she gave him was a much better life than he'd had before. Everything since he met her seemed to get better. The pain and the hurt he felt with his father, with people that were supposedly friends. Everything melted away when he was around her. And even though she had insisted on poking wounds he wanted to ignore, he couldn't deny the fact that she had helped heal him.


Feeling a finger curl around his made him look back at Madeleine. She had been acting slightly strange as of late, but he figured it was probably because he was off to vocal camp in another city. Taking the train there meant it was too far away for him to come back the next day. He'd be there for a few weeks without visitation. As she went on and on, he listened patiently. But her stare and absence of mind made him realize there was something else going on between those big eyes of her.


I love you. I love you, Toshirou.


Those words rang in his ears, making his face fill with heat. He was sure that with her hands on his cheeks, even with gloves, she could feel it. His hands left his bags and went to her waist, holding her there before taking a step closer. "Madeleine, I..." He started but found that his voice was caught in his throat. He closed his eye, lowered his head slightly and took in a deep breath before sharply letting it out. He met her gaze with a smile. "I love you too." There was a slight hesitation before he leaned closer to give her a sweet kiss.

 

[Pearlholy]

She could hear her speeding heart beats pounding against her ear drums. The sound of Toshirou's bags dropping were left as background noise. She could read the shock in his eyes and she watched him closely. She watched how his mind seemed to have traveled away, how his pupil dilated, and how his face gained coloured. No detail was missed as Madeleine studied her boyfriend like she have seen him for the first time in a newer light.


Their distance closed as he stepped closer and she already felt her strength leaving her knees. It wasn't that she feared rejection but curse her actions not reflecting her thoughts right now. She wanted to stand firm and tall but his gentleness always buttered her up, making her look more pathetic than she wanted to. Concern did swept over her features as the other falter. She even flinch in slight panic at the thought that maybe it was the cold that affected his voice. The young man needed every it of his energy for camp and it would be the end of the world if he were to be faced with physical strains.


What soothed her was his affirmation that he loved her. Her blue eyes grew wider and gleamed. Her blush traveled to her ears and it was her head accessory that prevented the other to see the redness. Her heart swelled with joy and scared that the feeling would fleet, Madeleine held in her breath. Lips were pressed together but it barely hid her growing smile. The feeling of bliss spread through her body and she felt an urge to simply pounce on the rising star. Instead, those damn legs brought her down and she found herself slinking into his arms, failing to meet half way through Toshirou's attempt of a kiss. Giving into sheer joy, Madeleine burst out laughing. What stopped the brunette from crouching and melting into a puddle was her grip on his arms.


"I'm sorry," she apologize between her hysterical laugh. "It's just that... I can't really stand. It's pathetic I know..." She pulled her hands away, only to cover her flustered face, "I'm just so happy right now."

 

[sorrow made you]

His attempt at a kiss failed. He blinked in confusion as the other went into a fit of giggles and then laughter. He gave her a confused look as he held up her weight. Was...was she okay? Now he felt a little self conscious. Was this a joke? WAS SHE MESSING WITH HIM AGAIN? He tensed a little, feeling slightly let down. But before that thought could complete, she apologized. He let out a small sigh and started to laugh with her.


"Baka." He said shaking his head and raised a hand to ruffle her hair. He lowered so that they were both crouching on the ground. "You're so weird." He said in between laughter and wrapped his arms around her. "You're the ONLY person that I know that would crack up laughing at a time like that." He started to fix what he'd messed up of her hair.


"Noodle legs." He muttered and started laughing again after he had just settled down. "Maybe you need to do some leg training with your dad and babysitter." He wrapped his arms around her again, the cold starting to sting his warm face. "I can't have you falling on me when I come back all pop-idol ready."

 

[Pearlholy]

Although French native, having a Japanese guardian had gotten her acquainted with his language. Masahiro Go, however, possessed much more class than her beloved rascal idol. When Toshirou first called her an idiot in Japanese, she was left clueless but offended nonetheless. The dryness in his tone indicated nothing friendly. Habit made it seem less insulting. "Heyyyy," the young woman whined at the rising star. A second adjective aligned. The urge to pout was there but like a helpless brat, Madeleine smiled to him with slanted eyes. Never mind the fact Toshirou was messing up her hair affectionately, she leaned closer to him to feel his embrace, to feel his warmth, to feel his cold cheek against hers. "I got nervous." The butterflies in her stomach were tickling her, it was unbearable.


Halting her laughter, she threw the other a light punch. "You talk like you had mmmaannnyyy lovers! You're a jerk! Face de taré" Oh, he wasn't the only one who knew foreign languages. Wait. What if he DID?! WHAT IF HE HAD OTHER SIDE CHICKS?! No no no, she won't have that. Arms around his neck, she returned the hug and closed her eyes and she placed her head against the arch of his neck. Damn that scarf for being in the way for their skin to touch.


"You're too late on that, I'm just falling deeper! You'll just have to man up and take responsibility." Without forewarning, she leaned closer to him with eyes closed and claimed his lips with her own. The kiss was brief and she pulled away to readjust herself to give him another tight hug. "I'm going to kill you if you ever think I ever stop falling for you. You're twice as dead if you leave me."

 

[sorrow made you]

"What? No I haven't!" He gave a frown, taking slight offense to her joke. Toshirou had always been a secluded kid. Rarely had he made friends or even wanted to put for the effort to. His friendship with Madeleine had all been an accident. Her French only made him scowl a little more. Dat double standard.


As she wrapped her arms around his neck, he wrapped his around her waist and rubbed her back. "What do you mean falling deeper?!" Another blush came to his face, making him redder. Was it possible to love more after a confession? His eyes widened. What responsibility?! Was she planning their marriage already?! Honestly, he wouldn't be surprised if she already had a wedding dress and venue picked out already. Not with her overly active mind.


While his mind was caught up on whether Madeleine would be wearing white sooner than he expected, their lips met briefly. The warmth that radiated from her face flushed him and he instantly warmed up. He hugged her just as tight before lifting her up to her feet. He paused though and looked down at her. "Why is it always that I have to die?!"


The chime from the bus schedule rang out, noting that the train would be arriving to the station shortly. He frowned and looked down at her. "Come with me. I'll pay for a hotel room for you for a night and then you can go back tomorrow."

 

[Pearlholy]

Pffft.


Madeleine knew Toshirou was an isolated and sheltered guy. She also knew she was his first friend, first (as it better be his only) best friend, as well as his first girl friend. She knew all of that. It wasn't like her mind was wandering thinking of the worst possible scenarios again. Nope. Why would he have another important person in his life other than his father, her, and that blue mascot dog?


Back to their routine of yelling at each other, Madeleine inhaled deeply, prepping herself to shout back. He surely deserved to die with their love if it wasn't going to work out! That was how her logic worked and she wasn't going to allow anyone to say the opposite. "B--" She puffed her cheeks up at the sound of the train departure. They obviously spent too much time at Toshirou's house and it aggravated the French individual. She didn't want him to go just yet but holding him back would be holding him back from his dreams as well and that would counter everything they've both worked for. It didn't stop her from clinging to him until he pulled away.


What.


Hotel room? Him and her? Together? For the night?


Another inhale of the winter air was needed because a lung failure occurred at Toshirou's proposition. Her mind sprinted at the speed of light and her shifty gaze mirrored her confusion. "Wh...what do you mean? Like. Us two? Together in a hotel room?" If her face wasn't red enough, it probably achieve a newer shade of red. If her heart may have been beating loudly but it was ready to bounce out of her rib cage and run a 10km marathon. Madeleine clutched her chest and tried to keep it inside. "Toto, what are you thinking?!" Did he just realize what he was asking?! Did he realize what a girl and a boy would do... TOGETHER in a hotel room, ALONE? What would their parents think? What would the others think? What would Viktor do? "But Masa and Boyan," she trailed off just thinking about how they would skin Toshirou alive. None of it mattered because he most dominating thought was to spend time with her boyfriend as much as she could. But she wanted to please her fathers and she wanted to be that exemplary daughter as they wanted her to be.


Madeleine held her head in her hands. She had to make a decision and quick. However, the answer should have been clear for the very beginning. "T-T-his is my first and I'm not ready for it. I mean I want to but--Ahhh!!!! I'm not even wearing the right lingerie for the occasion. I mean it's not even red or anything." Were... were they going to do it?! Her mind just combust from overheating. Her legs abandoned her, causing her to twirl and fall in his arms. With a determined look, she stared up to Toshirou, held his hand and gave it a light squeeze. "Let's go." Squeezing her eyes shut in embarrassment, she added "Please take care of me!" She wanted to bash her head against a bricked wall. Instead, she grabbed one of his bags.

 

[sorrow made you]

Wait a minute...what was she going on about? That look she gave him. hat red on her face. What she was saying and how she was reacting. "E-EHHHH?! N-NO I DIDN'T MEAN IT LIKE THAT!" He said quickly, catching her and holding her up. "I-I was saying I would pay for a hotel for you so you didn't have to go back late at night and-- H-HEY!" His face was red and probably giving off small steam clouds from the contrast of cold air and warm face.


"Ehhhh??? A-Are you even listening to me?" He looked down at their hands as she held one of his. Wait, she was AGREEING!? He looked between her and his hand and then jumped when she grabbed a bag. "H-Hey!" He growled, picking up the rest of his bags and trailing after her.


Soon the train came into the station and slowed to a stop. The two waited for people to exit the train. While people walked out, Toshi lowered his head slightly, his face still incredibly red. Now he felt like an idiot for giving her the wrong idea. Why did it seem like she was so willing!? What if...what if she was some kinky little dominatrix under all of that cute and pink and fluff!? A horror scene played through Toshi's head before he quickly shook it away. He glanced down at Madeleine before taking in a deep breath.


"I'll make sure to let your dads know that you'll be home tomorrow so they don't worry." He pulled out his phone and as they stared to load onto the train, he started texting them. Yes, he had their numbers. Or rather, they had his and at one point in time had sent several "fatherly concerned" texts. After he sent, he instantly got several text messages in reply. Several of them were cap locked screaming about how Toshi better not harm their little girl and he she comes back touched in any way, they're going to more than skin him alive, Ryuunosuke be damned.


Maybe this was a bad idea. Maybe he was too much into the shoujo moment. Dammit, Madeleine.

 

[Pearlholy]

With a paid ticket, she boarded the train with Toshirou. Humming joyfully, she put away the bags and then sat beside the other, linking arms. Upon the mention of her fathers, Madeleine too pulled out her cell phone. She glanced over Toshirou’s phone before looking at her inbox. With an arched eyebrow, the brunette read the text messages sent by her frantic fathers. “Too late,” she dragged with a smile and stuck out tongue.


There was no sense of fear or danger at the thought of spending the night with someone she trusted. “We could watch a movie together and laughed at the awkwardness because you know what they broadcast in hotels. Then we can play cards, order some midnight snack…” They will be taking a shower and set the mood right with some music and BUAHAHA. She will be his first and vice versa. If everything went to hell, she could always blackmail him. That way he could never leave her. Well, no. Bragging rights is also cool too.


She turned around to grin at him, “It’s going to be super fun.” With renewed excitement, she giggled and resumed to texting her father figures, reassuring them. “It’s not the first time we’ll be traveling but it’s definitely not like the other times.” School trip was entirely different; boys and girls were separated and a building a part. Tonight, they’ll be in the same room. And… hey…. Wait a second. “W-What do you mean you didn’t mean it like that? Y-You don’t want to?”





Oh, this was straying beyond any shoujo anime or manga. However, if that was what Toshirou was aiming for, he missed completely. They obviously had spent too much together and Madeleine’s vivid imagination rubbed off him. Still, he could have made one hell of a good drama actor.


She slowly turned her head away, puffing her cheeks with eyes wide open. One split second and her blush disappeared completely. She buried her face in her mittens and screamed in frustration. Embarrassment made her lean forward on her seat. “WHY THE HELL DID YOU SAY IT THAT WAY IN THE FIRST PLACE.” She kicked him sideways repeatedly. “You dirtied my mind!”

 

[sorrow made you]

Her list of things they could do seemed reasonable enough. He had linked arms with hers and nodded to every suggestion of what they could do. watch movies, play cards, order food. Sounded good. "Yeah, it'll be fun." He said, smiling slightly but then when she mentioned it wouldn't be like other times, he glanced at her. Did she mean...it was going to be like THAT?


"A-Ah, I mean...I didn't mean for it...I--!!" This was a trap. It was all a trap. If he said no, she would feel rejected. If he said yes, he would be tacked as a perv for the rest of his life. What the hell was he supposed to say!? "N-Not that I don't want to, b-but maybe it's too soon because I don't want your dads to murder me. They still don't completely like me and I don't want..."


He hesitated and as she buried her face, he turned more red. "I-- I JUST WANTED TO SPEND MORE TIME WITH YOU. HOW ELSE WAS I SUPPOSED TO SAY COME WITH ME?!" He growled as she kept kicking him and reached out to shake her by her shoulders. "Stop kicking me, baka! You're the one that took it to the gutter!" He shook her a little more before letting go, pulling his hands to rest on the edge of the seat between his legs. He looked forward for a few moments before quickly turning and giving her a small kiss. "You stole my chance earlier."

 

[Pearlholy]

His boyfriend's touch pulled her out of her bubble of gloom. Jaw open, and eyes blank, her head fell back as he shook her. In length, she let out a ghastly yet flat "Ahhhhh... am I really to blame for misunderstanding you?!" When the shaking finally stopped, the young teenager puffed her cheeks in complete disappointment. HOW WAS SHE SUPPOSED TO FEEL RIGHT NOW, OTHER THAN UNDESIRABLE?! What did he know about bragging rights? It was all about being with an idol! It wasn't like she could help it if she found her boyfriend attractive and experience some kind of excitement of just going to the next stage. Although that was never how she envisioned her first to be... even less how this conversation deteriorated into a pointless banter--and every other banter they had. "You were the one who offered it! You could have just said, hey let's hang out but nooooo~"


She stubbornly wanted the last word but she barely able to complete her argument. Falling silent at her turn, she sunk onto her seat and crossed her arms over her chest. The trip to the destination was just a while longer, instead of just continuing a losing battle, Madeleine closed her eyes. When she least expected it, Toshirou dipped in...to kiss her grimace. What. The. Hell. "Wah!" She covered the lower part of her blushing face with her arm. "It doesn't mean you can just steal one like that," the girl whined dramatically as she swooned. "You hesitated first." Turning her face to face the rising star again, she stared at him intently, and pouted slightly. Grabbing into the scarf she gave him, she gently tugged him closer for a proper mutual kiss.

 

[sorrow made you]

"Yes you are to blame! How many people would automatically think that?!" A lot. Toshi needed to get out more. "I offered for you to come with me and pay for your hotel room because I didn't want it to seem like I just wanted to hang out and I wasn't going to make sure you had somewhere to stay!" Valid argument.


He scowled slightly at her reaction to his kiss. Why was Madeleine all sorts of confusing? Did she like the kiss or not? Maybe the train ride was making him feel a little crabby. "Well you're the one that started..." his voice trailed off as she tugged him closer. He closed his eyes and let his lips meet hers for their first proper kiss. A hand went to her shoulder automatically. The kiss was slightly longer than the quick pecks they'd flung at each other, which made Toshi's mind wonder. He parted for a brief second before diving for another kiss. Once that one was over, he parted slightly to look at her.


"There. We're even now." He muttered almost childishly with a slight pout. Half of him wanted to continue, the other half told him to be modest. He still was Ryuunosuke's son after all. Modesty was a key in the Shinozuka family. He wished the train had individual carts instead of just seats. A little more privacy might have changed his mind.

 

[Pearlholy]

The burn in a valid argument, she felt it. Usually Madeleine Paré was the one spurting reasonable points and many would just eventually give into her caprices. Things rarely go as smoothly as she anticipated with Toshirou. It didn’t deter from the pleasantness of his presence. Madeleine appreciated that the teenage boy challenged her opinions. It goes to show how different they were at times.


For example, display of affection was something Madeleine was accustomed to. Toshirou, on the other hand, was not used to it. Then again, the thought of Ryuu actually displaying physical affection towards his son would freeze Hell. Still, for a boyfriend who wasn’t used to physical contact, he surely had his way with her. The subtle touch drew her closer to the other. Proximity was greeted with that comforting and familiar scent on his skin and clothes. Heart fluttering, Madeleine breathed out softly as they eased into a rare but longer kiss. Her eyelids only re-opened slightly just in time to see that Toshirou closing in again. Shyly meeting him half way, their lips touched once more. Was it her heart beating or was it Toshirou’s that she was hearing? It was hard to tell with this closeness.


A light moan of disappointment left her vocal chords as he inched away from her. They were only even if she kissed his pouted. She closed in again and attempted to soften his facial features with a quick peck. It also served as a silent thank you. Stretching out her arms, she wrapped them around him for an embrace. The brunette nuzzled onto his scarf, hiding her blushing face. "Toshi... Where did you learn to kiss like that," she mumbled onto the fabric, "I don't think that's shoujo material." It wasn't a complaint. It was a compliment.


The warmth invited her to keep hugging but the seats made it difficult to stay comfortable. With much reluctance, Madeleine pulled away and sunk back into her seat. Removing her mittens, she slide her hand onto his and held it until they arrived at the destination. When it was time, the brunette carried one of Toshirou's bag and left the platform. Looking up to the taller individual, she smiled, "Where to?!" She looked around with enthusiasm again, eager to do the list of activities with her boyfriend. "If we could get height, we should watch the sunrise together on the balcony." And a romantic morning kiss with the sunrise behind them selfie was a must. Ke ke ke...

 

[sorrow made you]

At her comment about his kiss, he blushed, embarrassed at where exactly he got the idea from. In her embrace, he averted his eyes so not having to see her face when he answered. "I guess...I took inspiration from the dramas Yamada watched..." He muttered, almost pouting. The rest of the ride, they were hand in hand and had small conversation here and there. When the train stopped, Toshi grabbed the rest of his bags and followed Madeleine off the train.


As soon as they got onto the platform, he pulled out his phone and started looking at maps and directions. "Uhhh....the hotel isn't too far away. Tomorrow is when I settle into the dorms, so I don't have to leave you by yourself." He paused and glanced up to the sky. "Sunrise? The hotel might have a top floor garden. Maybe we could watch there." He started to walk toward the cabby station so that he could catch them a taxi. "We can drop off the bags at the hotel and then go eat and maybe to the shopping district?" He asked, glancing back at her to see her reaction. He figured that maybe she would want a new outfit for tomorrow and since she didn't have time to bring any of her things, he might as well buy something for her.


The benefits of having a megacorporation owner as a father.

 

[Pearlholy]

It had been a growing concern that Toshirou may not be spending the night with her. If that was the case, Madeleine would have not hesitated holding him back or asking him to stay. Ahem. Ask was an understatement as she was better an imposing her needs and caprices on people. Being one step away of the French girl, the rising star offered to stay with her. Her face lit up in an instant and he was met with a large star struck smile. Unable to contain her giddiness, she squealed and pranced her way to the taxi.


It wasn't about money. The wealthy teenage boy saw value in money because he had it in abundance. Madeleine only cared about the quality time spent with her boyfriend. Ah, she was really spoiled. As a daughter, as a friend, and as a girlfriend. She was truly living the good life and dating a future idol was just the cherry on the top of the cake. It didn't mattered where they would go as long as they agreed to be together. She signaled a free cab driver. When the car was parked, the trunk was loaded with her boyfriend's belongings.


"I didn't know you liked shopping!? Did the dramas teach you to take girls out shopping? I'd rather listen to you sing though..." Her mind was more excited around the thought of stealing his clothes to wear that she didn't even consider that maybe Toshirou wanted to dress her up instead. She got into the backseat of the cab and paused. "Wait! Should you even be seen with me?! Is that even okay?! They won't say anything right?" Well his camp just started but he was nonetheless extremely popular online. She held her head.

 

[sorrow made you]

Toshi followed Madeleine to the taxi and started putting his bags in the trunk as soon as it was popped open. He took the bags from the girl and rearranged them in the truck, having a moment of arranging them like a puzzle before looking back at her. "I don't like shopping." He muttered, pouting slightly. "I just thought you might not want to be in the same outfit tomorrow." It was true. Sincere thinking. Though, he might have indeed gotten a tip from one of Yamada's many drama series. As much as Toshi would love to say Yamada had been the worst babysitter ever, the man did teach him a level of respect and politeness one could only get through a certain type of kindness.


He scoffed a bit and waved his hand dismissively. "You can hear me sing anytime though." Not true. He always seemed to get embarrassed when it was a one-on-one singing session and there were no cameras to upload it to his channel. He slid into the cab after her and closed the door behind them. He paused for a moment and stared at her. Huh...he didn't actually think of that. "It'll be fine. It shouldn't matter too much since t's the day before. And if anything, I can just wear a hat." He nodded affirmatively and crossed his arms before telling the driver where to go.


"Have you ever been to a grand hotel?" He asked curiously. The hotel in particular they were going to were in association with his father's company. Hookups galore. Awww yeeeah.

 

[Pearlholy]

Madeleine hummed with a frown. She once told him where they went and what they did was irrelevant as long as she got to spend time with him... but what was the point of doing an activity that Toshirou found no joy in. "Just lend me your clothes while they go in the washing machine." She wasn't particularly picky; it wouldn't be the first time she'd be wearing his clothes. "Unless you want to see me in a different outfit," she trailed off as she looked down at her clothes. Wait. They weren't that bad were they? Oh my god, was that what he was trying to hint? THAT HE DIDN'T LIKE WHAT SHE WAS WEARING?! She rolled her scarf up and covered her face in mild frustration. Maybe they should go shopping? What do guys even like seeing a girl wear? Precision: what does he like... what if she asked and he would said something pervy?! Wait, what if he always disliked what she wore? But he never said anything about it! Why was she freaking out now? There wasn't a reason for her to make a big deal out of this. It wasn't like they were going to do it and lingerie was primordial.


"That's not true! It's not the same. When you sing, you sing for an audience and not for me. Not saying it's not as great but it doesn't feel the same." She pulled her scarf down and held him by the shoulders with big wide eyes. "You wouldn't know. You wouldn't understand." Moving her arms further back, she grabbed the hood of his jacket and tugged it down his face. "Precaution," she quickly mumbled as she gave him an Inuit kiss.


"I have," she exclaimed cheerfully while looking away with starry eyes. "With Viktor and," she began listing the names of actors and actresses. "But in person, no. Masa and Boyan never want me to tag along so I stayed over a 1star hotel more than anything," the girl grumble remembering how trashy her super nanny's place was. She stuck her tongue out and closed one eye. "You shouldn't have been to many either, sheltered brat. Bet this is going to be your first time. Aren't you nervous?!"

 

[sorrow made you]

Did she really want to wear his clothes? Was saying no just another ploy for her to get his clothes and wear his scent? He had given her one of his body sprays, but she continued to insist on wearing his jackets and hats and scarves. He didn't really understand why. But her next statement made Toshi's brain stop and rethink. See her in a different outfit. Wait...this was a trick. Her mind must have been barfing ideas. What was she thinking? He looked at her in he corner of his eye. What should he say? What did she even mean?! That statement alone could have had twenty different meanings. Maybe he could pick the right one. "If you want, I guess. I just thought you would like to get a new outfit too. Not saying I don't like this one--It's really cute and I like it--" he added quickly. "But I dunno. I thought girls liked shopping?" Now he didn't know whether he was getting brownie points or sinking himself further into a hole.


As she latched onto his shoulder, he looked down at her. A nervous anime sweatdrop drooped down and he scratched his cheek with his index finger. "Well...if it would make you feel any better, I can record a CD just for you. Give me a list of songs when you get back home and email it to me. I'll make a list and send you files from my laptop." Nope, he totally didn't understand. His eyes widened as she pulled him down for a...what kind of kiss was that?!


He blushed and blinked a couple of times, going cross-eyed to look at his nose, then looking back at her. He fell silent for a moment about the hotel. With his father traveling quite a bit, he had gone with him several times. That and he would try to escape with Yamada in tail. "A-Ah, yeah I am. It's kind of intimidating, really." He said and rubbed the back of his neck. "Look! The hotel is right over there." Nope, not the tallest building. Not at all.

 

[Pearlholy]

The more she listened the more confused Madeleine became. Was the female teenager missing out on some important detail? Was there a language barrier and somewhere between their thoughts and their words, their intentions were misinterpreted? Feeling sorely disappointed couldn't measure up to describing how she felt. It just dawned on her that everything they did always depended on what she wanted to do without necessarily meaning he also wanted to. Now, she wasn't sure if he was merely going with the flow or being overly kind. The nuance between the two was hard to tell with his nonchalance and stuttering.


The brunette with blue stared at the rising star with a rather flat stare as he attempted in distracting her with the grand view of the grand hotel. "Oh, hey look," she pointed at the direction of the clock tower. Madeleine gave him a light crochet. Light because she didn't want to ruin his pretty face. That, and it would be horrible if he was seen in public with a bruise. At least people wouldn't recognize him. She punched him again. "You deserved that, face de taré!" She rubbed her knuckles and realized her mistake. She didn't mean to hit him a second time. "Ah! I'm sorry, you just--I was--then." Internal embarrassed scream. She couldn't complete her sentence but the car came to a stop and she zapped out of the taxi cab. Waving her arms behind the vehicle. Waving her arms, she signaled driver to open the trunk.

 

[sorrow made you]

When Toshi turned to look where she was point, he was met with a punch. He should have known it was coming. But he completely didn't expect the second one. He groaned and rubbed his jaw before growling and narrowing his eyes on her. He'd get her back. He'd get her back somehow. "You little--!!" He started and lunched to tackle her, only catching air when she slipped out of the taxi. He blinked and scurried out, pivoting on his heel to go and snatch her up by her waist.


"Maddie, you baka!" He snapped and started spinning her around, her feet unable to touch the ground. Soon enough, he was pretty sure Madeleine would have gotten dizzy...because he was pretty dizzy. He put her down and placed his hand on the side of the car just before the trunk popped open. He blinked at it and then started unpacking. "You'll pay for that." He muttered, pulling out a bag and handing it to her.

 

[Pearlholy]

Oh shit, that was it; Toshirou locked her by the waist and was now spinning. Le coup de grace. He was probably going to toss her over like he was wrestling with a dummy. Panic rose as the sight of buildings blended together like a bad painting. THAT WAS UNFAIR! No drama ever taught him that! Viktor sure has never showed him how to literally pick up a girl like that too. “Wait, wait, wait,” she shouted in mercy as her hands covered the top of her head rather than trying to pry herself out of her boyfriend’s grab.


As the teenager boy grabbed his baggage, Madeleine tried to find herself. Karma worked in Toshirou’s favour. Her lack of visual orientation and physical stability brought the girl to her knees, head slamming against the car bumper. She didn’t know which echoed more: her head or the hit. Something triggered in her mind and the sound of sirens was ringing.


“Urghhhh,” the girl groaned and she curled into a fetal position behind the car from the pain.


T.K.O.!


Maybe he can add that to his CD as well.

 

[sorrow made you]

Toshi turned to give her one of the bags when his eyes widened in horror. Madeleine fell, had her head bump off the bumper and she curled up on the ground. "Are you okay?!" He asked loudly, dropping the bag and crouching down to check on her. "Are you bleeding!?" He was panicking. He carefully checked around her head but didn't see any blood. OH GOD WHAT IF IT WAS AN INTERNAL INJURY? WHAT IF SHE GOT BRAIN DAMAGE FROM THIS? Ohhh he was so fucked. His entire life would be fucked if her fathers found out he was the reason she got hurt.


"M-Maddie...Madeleine!" He called frantically and lightly shook her shoulder. "You're okay right? I'm sorry, I shouldn't have spun you. Say something?"





He figured he should probably start writing his will as soon as he got to the hotel.

 

[Pearlholy]

A hit on the head adjusted her vision but her mind was just firing stimulation over stimulation. The high-pitch sound of sirens were ringing in her ears but Madeleine could hear her frantic boyfriend. Squinting, she tried to read his lips and pouted. Her head dropped forward, as he shook her. She could almost feel her soul slipping out from her mouth. "Cooking Mama fell from the Great Wall of London Bridge," she trailed off faintly. Using Toshirou's frame and clutching to his arms, Madeleine rose to her feet again. Combing her bangs, she covered what would surely be an unattractive swollen bump on her forehead. Slowly shutting an eye and lazily sticking her tongue out to the corner of her lips, "Banzai."


Well, at least she said something.


In a sloppy scooping motion, her hand closed on the nearest bag. "Did you pay the taxi driver," she asked, recovering from the dramatic fall. Insert grin.

 

[sorrow made you]

"W...What?" Oh dear kami-sama, he gave her brain damage. He was frantic inside. Panicking. Not only was she going to be mentally inept for the rest of her life, he was going to be brutally murdered, brought back to life, and brutally murdered two more times.


"Oh god, I'm so sorry, I--" His eyes widened as she grabbed his arms. Dear god, she is a zombie now. A wrathful one. She was going to murder him. He watched her rise up and waited for some sign that she was going to attack him. He cringed, closing his eyes. But when no violence came, he opened his eyes. "Eh?"


He blinked a couple times and stood. "Don't scare me like that!" He snapped, pouting. He wet over to the taxi driver;s window and just handed him a handful of money, not even bothering to count it. He went back to Madeleine and reached out to inspect her forehead. "Lemme see."

 

[Pearlholy]

Toshirou could only stay mean for a second until his good nature kicked in like a reflex. Never did it cross the injured girl's mind that Toshirou may have been praying to his gods for mercy, even less that he may be murdered at least thrice for facing the wrath of three of Madeleine's male guardians. She simply believed she was blessed and spoiled for being surrounded by a great entourage. In a slight bliss as the other apologized another time, Madeleine's cheeks warmed up. She watched him leave her side for a bit only to come back and-- "Heydonttouchthat," Madeleine exclaimed and scrunched a bit as she placed her gloved hand on her forehead. "WHAT IF YOU TOUCH IT AND A DOUGHNUT RING SWELLS UP?" Why didn't she realize this sooner?! What if it swells up even more and it turns into a different colour than her skin tone?! SHE DOESN'T HAVE MAKE-UP ON HER.


Pacing on her feet like an undecided penguin, she began to panic too, "Should I get foundation? What if ice won't do!? I can't let you see that!" She whimpered. This was horrible! A date with Toshirou and she was gonna look like an alien from Uranus. She didn't even have anything to hide it if it would get any worse. She wouldn't even want him to kiss the bump. "TELL ME YOU HAVE A BANDANNA!" Without warning, she sprinted inside the grand hotel--which she just realized it's a pretty damn fancy hotel.