SILLY CHAT FROM A SILLY COUPLE.: 2006/12/29 21:10
Silly Chat From a Silly Couple.
2006/12/29 21:10
So, I realize this story is full of flirting
(in fact, the entire thing may well consist of nothing but us flirting),
but on this update, likely the last for this calendar year, I will unleash a storm of frivolous chat the scale of which has never been seen here before.
So, for your reading pleasure,
a morning conversation between me and Y-ko on a day off.
I woke up with the usual alarm.
I slowly withdrew my arm from beneath Y-ko’s head and slipped out of the bed.
| Y-KO: | … Mmm… morning…? |
| ME: | Yep, it’s morning. |
| Y-KO: | Ugh, I’m still so sleepy… |
| … Doesn’t the old childhood friend usually wake up the protagonist in the morning? |
She mumbled from the bed,
“… Kinda sudden, don’t you think?
The childhood friend coming over to wake you up in the morning…
True, it’s an all-too-common pattern in stories.”
| ME: | … Yeah, I guess that would be the cliché. |
| Y-KO: | Want to try it out? |
| ME: | Try it…? |
As seen often in manga, the female friend comes over to wake up her male classmate and pal.
You want us to try out (?) this scene…
In what way would Y-ko wake me up that fits under this mold?
Could be interesting.
| Y-KO: | I’m going back to sleep, so come back in ten minutes and wake me up like a good friend would. |
| ME: | I have to wake you up?! |
Wouldn’t I normally be the protagonist under these circumstances?
| Y-KO: | Yeah, you got it. Thanks. |
| ME: | … All right… Sure thing. Back in another ten minutes? |
| Y-KO: | Thanks, old pal Sebas… yawn… |
And she closed her eyes again.
… Damn! And I love going back to sleep…
… What if she just did this so she could have an excuse to fall back asleep?
Oh well.
Anyway, waking someone up as if you were their best friend…
How to go about doing this?
… Should I wear my school uniform…?
Well, it’s certainly cold enough to justify that.
Ten minutes later,
I was dressed in my button-up high school uniform.
Without any better ideas for how to make this more childhood friendish, I headed toward Y-ko in the bed.
… No really, how should I do this?
I started by sitting at the edge of the bed.
Y-ko always sleeps facing to her right, so of course I sat down facing her directly.
… And she looked so blissfully happy, sleeping there…
I tried caressing her hair.
… No response.
I leaned over and kissed her cheek.
… No response.
| ME: | Y-ko— |
No response.
Y-ko just lay there, eyes closed, breathing slowly.
I continued talking, unperturbed.
| ME: | —I love you. |
…… Silence.
… For an instant, she stopped breathing.
You don’t just drop dead asleep like that, ten minutes after being awake.
| ME: | …… |
| Y-KO: | …… |
| ME: | …… Should I say it again? |
| Y-KO: | … No, I heard you. |
| ME: | I love you, Y-ko. |
| Y-KO: | … I know that. |
| ME: | Good morning. |
| Y-KO: | Morning. |
| ME: | … Was that properly in character? |
| Y-KO: | What kind of childhood friend strokes your hair, kisses you, and says he loves you?! |
| ME: | Well, I am wearing my uniform. |
| Y-KO: | That’s not the point! |
| ME: | Okay, I’ll make a note of it. |
| Y-KO: | Start over from elementary school! |
| And make sure you read a lot more manga back then! | |
| ME: | Actually, I wore this style of uniform in elementary school, too. |
| Y-KO: | Wha—?! I don’t know why that’s supposed to be a comeback, but it sounds really cute! |
… Anyway.
She’s up and awake now.
| ME: | You’ll probably want to get into your clothes before you catch a fever. |
Those pajamas are pretty sheer.
| Y-KO: | Hmm, good idea. |
She plodded out of bed.
Even with the heater warming up the room, it felt cold.
She shivered visibly.
| Y-KO: | Brr, it’s so cold… What’s for breakfast? |
| ME: | Laputa toast and boob-growing juice. |
* Laputa toast: Toast topped with an egg sunny-side up, as eaten by Pazu and Sheeta in a scene in Laputa: Castle in the Sky. Gobbling up the egg first and eating the toast second is also highly recommended!
| Y-KO: | Okay, I’ll take a shower first. |
| Just be ready; don’t cook it yet. I want it as fresh as possible. | |
| ME: | Got it. |
She headed for the bathroom.
I headed for the kitchen.
But for some reason, she stopped and turned around.
| Y-KO: | … Hey. |
| ME: | Yes? |
| Y-KO: | …… I love you, too. |
| ME: | … I know. |
| Y-KO: | Oh. Fine, then. |
| ME: | Yep. |
I stood in the kitchen still in my uniform.
… So.
Where to go on today’s date…?
As I mulled it over,
I got out the soy milk and started cutting fruit, making preparations for the breast-augmenting elixir.
Thirty minutes later…
Clack went the door of the bathroom.
| Y-KO: | Heh-heh-heh… |
| ME: | Are you finally… done…? |
I turned around,
took in what Y-ko was wearing—and froze.
No, no, no.
Why?
Why—
Why are you wearing your school uniform?!
Okay, yeah, I realize I’m wearing mine, but still—!
What makes you think I want to go out on a date in my high school uniform at this age?!
| Y-KO: | Oh, come on! You’re wearing yours! |
| ME: | Then I’m taking it off… |
| Y-KO: | No, I want to take it off you! |
| ME: | … Then I want to take yours off you. |
| Y-KO: | Go right ahead. |
| ME: | How shameless! That’s the part where you act modestly! |
… Sigh.
Get ready for another long year of being manipulated…
… Am I going to put up with this forever?
Sometimes I wish I could have the upper hand with her.
After all, as soon as the New Year starts—
I’m taking her to meet my parents.