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Let's Recount the Past - [MATURE] [Tatsuya]
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Post by Deleted on Sept 27, 2014 11:56:51 GMT
THE NERVE, THE NERVE, THE NERVE!! Nanami slammed her pillow repeatedly on a stuffed doll she bought to the room especially to relieve her anger today. In that traditional Japanese house that looks spacious enough to even hosts ten people with six separate bedrooms, she currently lives. The blue haired girl was offended... no, she's STILL offended. Even though she told him to never forgot her... even though she goes on lots of way to make him consider her as a friend... that guy insensitively forgot about her... Is it like a game to him? Game where he's free to forgot friends he made? Her eyes still moist from all the crying. She thought she's really overreacting, but... at the same time, she's not. Being forgotten, is really hard afterall...
Tatsuya Kazan sure doesn't know anything about Mukaido Nanami. She'll make sure to drill to him how important are friends who willing to go their way to remember him even after six years... And here she still keep a lot of pictures of friends who she thought really interesting, too... making sure she remember every single moment with them... Nanami hugged her legs. Is she that easy to be forgotten? Perhaps she's too bland? Once again, tears slowly trickle down her face.
"...Bakatsuya..." she muttered, tossing her pillow on the black lion plushie with note attached to it, which reads 'Tatsuya'.
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Post by paarthurnax on Sept 27, 2014 13:00:43 GMT
With his hand placed on his cheek, still reddened due to the slap Nanami had given him, he couldn't help but to feel bad about it. So it seemed that somehow, he had indeed met the girl before, when he was younger... Yet he couldn't remember a single thing. He had met so many people in eighteen years that he had trouble remembering past encounters, let alone a single person. -"Geez... what was that for...?" -he though, as he felt the burn in the spot Nanami's hand had struck him.
Dorimon's head popped from his backpack. -Why dwid she attack you? I'll kill hew if she does it agaiwn! -the little In-Training angrily stated, caring for his Tamer's wellfare. He remembered a similar event with Mana and Charles, and wasn't willing to let it happen twice. However, Tatsuya negated with a slight movement of his head. Actually, this time... -No, Dorimon... maybe she is right, and I did forget her... but slapping me? -he kept asking himself.
Perhaps he had been a memory cherished by the girl... that would explain her sudden reaction. Not feeling good about that subject, he was about to drop it off, when he noticed something next to his feet. A mobile phone. Well, UFADO didn't have one for sure, and his was on his pocket. That could only mean... -"It's hers. I guess I should return it to her, and now that I've got an excuse, try to apologize" -the eighteen-year-old thought.
Picking the item, he took a look at it. There was a tiny crack in the right side of the screen, but nothing to worry about. As he toyed with the outer case, he discovered a little paper inside. -Society Hill, Nagauchi Street, Number 5... -he read out loud. Idling for a while in the place, he finally managed to make his decision.
-Alright then... Let's go. Dorimon, I'm sorry but we'll have to leave our lunch for later -he stated, as his partner opened his eyes a lot. -EEEH? But my feticcuno! -he pouted, and afterwards cursed Nanami in a low voice that Tatsuya happened to hear.
-If you don't stay quiet, we won't go. At least, I want to explain things to her... is that clear? -he seriously said. The furball, still not knowing why would he go so far for an almost unknown person, just shrugged it off. -Fine. I'll go to sleep.
Thus, the teen began walking across the streets. As soon as he managed to get to the house, he approached the door with careful steps. Without delaying it further, he rang the bell and awaited for someone to answer. The indigo-eyed sighed, giving all of the issue a second thought as his hand slipped by the reddened mark on the right side of his face.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 27, 2014 13:29:49 GMT
"Please wait a moment...!" a soft voice answered. The door opened, revealing a traditional Japanese garden and a woman in her fourties, wearing kimono, who opened it. The woman seem to be some sort of head maid or something similar to it. She bowed politely to Tatsuya.
"Ah, welcome... May I please know the reason why you're here?"
Apparently, it's the way on this house, to not let the guest in before they revealed their reason of coming.
Meanwhile, in Nanami's room, the blue haired girl just noticed something. She has lost her phone! And in there, she hold many important stuffs, too! Nanami paled and quickly got up. Without even bothering to change clothes from her blazer and school uniform, she tried to dash away to the previous spot where she has met the strange Digimon... and that guy who dared to forgot about her when she saw the head maid answered the door.
"Kaede-san, who is it?"
"Ah, Ojou-sama... this young man..."
One glance and she already understood immediately it's Tatsuya. Her lips pursed and she definitely doesn't look pleased the slightest. Honestly, she hoped it's just more than returning her phone, this business is. However, only with a look at the girl, Kaede the head maid looks really worried. Nanami is not in mood for any consoling by the head maid.
"Kaede-san... he's my acquaintance... let me handle this."
"Pardon my rudeness, Ojou-sama, but are you...?"
"Yes, it's alright. Please, rest easy."
When the head maid left, Nanami glanced at the boy through the gaps of the door. Despite it's only half of her face that could be seen, it's obvious that she has been crying.
"...So? Why are you here?" she asked, still sounding upset.
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Post by paarthurnax on Sept 27, 2014 16:49:41 GMT
Tatsuya was greeted by a woman dressed in a kimono. The door was only partially opened, but revealed a traditional Japanese garden. He was then asked about what brought him to the Mukaido's residence in Society Hill. Before he was even able to ask, a younger voice came from behind the door. As the conversation ensued, Tatsuya's eyes caught a glimpse of the girl that had just gone home crying... and it was all his fault.
As she approached, the door still not open, his eyes met hers. It was obvious that she had also been crying at home... and that made Tatsuya feel bad. Really bad. -"Damn... I was an idiot..." -he thought, as the girl addressed him.
-..So? Why are you here? -she asked, still sounding upset towards him. The teen looked at her directly in her sea-coloured eyes, slightly reddened because of her crying. He searched for something on his pocket in a calmed way. After finding what he was looking for, he pulled the electronic device and showed it to Nanami.
-You dropped this... I just came to give it back to you -he said, although even he didn't believe it. As he scratched his head, he spoke again. -Well... truth is, I didn't come just for that. I know that you are angry at me... I need to talk with you about all of this. I don't want to make you cry again, Nanami -he said, his gesture softening up a little.
-So... let's make a deal. If you can at least listen to what I have to say, I'll return the mobile phone to you right away -he playfully proposed, trying to lighten up the mood. -Either at your place, at the street, I don't care about the place... I just want to be able to apologize.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 27, 2014 17:06:13 GMT
"...Idiot," she curtly commented, but cracked a small smile. "You're the same as always, so crafty with that smile of yours... fine, get in. If you say something idiot again... I swear on all Kami in this land, I'll kick you on your ass, out of this house and slam the door on your nose no matter what dan you are, Kazan. And when that happened, best pray that you'll never ran unto me again."
The door opened widely, revealing the full image of a traditional japanese garden with zen garden near what looks like living room. She's from a well off family afterall.
"...Come in and don't stare too much. We're going to my room. I guess I owe you explanation if you're that forgetful of our past."
Honestly, what would boys perceive when someone, a girl at it, mentioned that they're going to invite them to their room? If it's an easily moved guy, probably would take it as sign of affection. However, Nanami is someone who prefers light mood than anything. She doesn't care about stuffs of 'girls room is off limit'. For her, her room is her pride, and will not consider it otherwise... now, she's feeling lucky that she's living here instead of her house back in Florida.
Kami knows how crazy her house cleaning ability is.
"Can you go ahead first? Just ask any of the maids... if they asked who you are, just say you're my friend and I told you to go to my room."
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Post by paarthurnax on Sept 27, 2014 20:08:50 GMT
The situation seemed tense. However, it seemed that the girl was willing to listen to him. With a slight smile on her face, although a sad one, Nanami spoke again, making Tatsuya smile as well. -...Idiot... You're the same as always, so crafty with that smile of yours... fine, get in. If you say something idiotic again... I swear on all Kami in this land, I'll kick you on your ass out of this house and slam the door on your nose, no matter what dan you are, Kazan. And when that happened, best pray that you'll never ran unto me again -she threatened. The Kazan felt Dorimon revolving inside his backpack, but stood quiet nonetheless. At least he managed to convince his partner to stay out of that one.
-Hehe, sure -the eighteen-year-old said, crossing the entrance and entering in the Mukaido's residence... or rather, in the huge garden their front courtyard featured. It was perfect and impolute, but then again, they were rich if they lived in Society Hill. Nanami seemed to notice, because she told him something again. -...Come in and don't stare too much. We're going to my room. I guess I owe you explanation if you're that forgetful of our past.
The boy's eyes opened widely for a split second, before returning to normal again. His heart rate increased, albeit slightly. -"Her room...? What is she trying to do...?" -the teen thought, very surprised about the fact that a "stranger" had just invited him to her room. The situation then became more strange as she shyly asked him something again.
-Can you go ahead first? Just ask any of the maids... if they asked who you are, just say you're my friend and I told you to go to my room -the girl said. Tatsuya nodded, but inside his head, a storm of thoughts was taking place. -"Wait, she actually wants me to ask the maids where her room is? Does she want them to kick me out of here...?!" -was the first thing that came to his mind. Then, his train of thoughts changed dramatically. -"Well, I'd deserve it. I was a complete asshole earlier..."
Shaking his head to get those words out of his head, he did as he was told, and quickly approached a maid without any hesitation. Extrovertness was his trade mark, after all. -Excuse me, could you please tell me where Nanam... I mean, Mukaido-san's room is? -he said, still not believing it.
Obviously, the maid looked at him while quirking an eyebrow, but told him, nonetheless. -I don't know what business can someone like you have with Ojou-sama... It's up these stairs, to the right, and then... -the maid began explaining the way, and Tatsuya quickly memorized the information. Bowing as he muttered a "Thank you", he went directly to Nanami's room, thinking about why could she have asked him to go in first.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 27, 2014 21:52:07 GMT
What to describe about her room? Let's say because it's a traditional japanese room, there are nothing sort of posters and she tried hard to maintain the traditional feel. However, there are indeed some western stuff here and there... her bed being one of them. There are about ten stuffed animals lined neatly on what looks like a drawer. However, apparently most of it are display only, beside one which looks like it's often hugged, so much that it lost most of its color... a black lion stuffed animal.
Nanami kept a computer in the room, too, and it looks like just accessed several minutes ago. Soft sound of classical music playing from there. A relaxation method? She also kept several ikebana arrangements. There are a lot of photo of her in recording booth, but it doesn't seem that she made any debut yet. Finally, there are a lots of musical scores scattered on the bed, seem to be something she quickly whipped.
Nanami appeared five minutes later carrying what looks like croquettes, followed by a maid who brought a pot of creme soup. After placing it carefully on a small table meant for guests of that room, the maid excused herself and walked down.
"Here, you might forgot, but Okaa-san often cook these kind of snacks for you all. I like croquettes a bit too much, so... she ended up making what I like and offer it to you all."
The smoking hot snack seem is not just for two person, it's enough for several other. "...I don't know how much your... what was it... Dorimon? eat, but... well, I'm guessing that you two are hungry. So here, croquette and creme soup. Sorry, nothing else right now as it's not a custom in this place to eat a meal unless it's the time to."
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Post by paarthurnax on Sept 27, 2014 22:15:27 GMT
[/font]Tatsuya's hand pushed the door gently, revealing Nanami's room. As he walked into it, his glance danced around the decoration and style of the bedroom: it was traditional Japanese, perhaps a litte too Eastern for his tastes, but very nice regardless. The bed, however, was a western model. His eyes then located ten stuffed animals. He couldn't help but to chuckle slightly. -"Well that's cute of her... I wonder if she likes..." -his train of thoughts was then interrupted as he discovered the lion-like one, whose black colour was partially lost. He had seen it before, but couldn't quite recall when.
-"Hm, might've been in a store, or anything like that" -he thought, but then Nanami came into her room, followed by a maid. They were carrying a tray with croquettes and a pot, which Tatsuya would later discover was filled with cream soup. His head ached a little, and his right hand rubbed his forehead. -"Why the hell am I getting this feeling of a deja vu...?" -he could only ask himself, as the maid left the room and Nanami sat on a chair opposite to his.
-Here, you might forgot, but Okaa-san often cook these kind of snacks for you all. I like croquettes a bit too much, so... she ended up making what I like and offer it to you all -Nanami sadly said. Before he could even question why was there so much, she revealed that she also had thought about his partner's hungry state. However, it had fallen asleep again, trying to get past that situation as fast as possible and go eat Fetuccini with Tatsuya.
-Wow, Nanami, thanks! I'm sure this will be delicious -he happily said, grabbing one of the croquettes. However, before giving it a bite, his hand stopped and lowered, leaving the late-noon snacks on a dish brought by the maiden. -"Wait, the girl that just wentHis expression then turned far more serious as he looked at the girl with his deep indigo-eyes.
-Nanami... I... I'm not even sure where to begin. Earlier, at the park, I was a douchebag, an asshole, an idiot, whatever you'd like to call me. As always, I didn't think about your feelings when I talked, and I tend to do that. A lot. What I'm trying to say is that... When I saw you crying and running away, I was devastated. It was all my fault, because I toyed with precious memories without taking you into account.
I didn't know it would affect you so much. I know something, though. Even if I can't remember you now, nor the time we spent together... I don't want to make you cry again. Never again... -he stated, his gaze fixed at her sea-coloured eyes.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 27, 2014 22:42:14 GMT
"...Thought as much, Bakatsuya," Nanami commented before taking out some bowl from a small cabinet. She put three bowl on the table, complete with the spoon. In rather relaxed manner, the girl opened the lid to the pot and poured the content on her bowl. Unladylikely, Nanami dipped the croquette on the creme soup like a substitute for some sauce before eating it.
"If you want, I have some ketchup and chili sauce on that small fridge there. For now, why don't you just fill your stomach? We can talk later. All the stuffs that I can use to tell you about me from the start is here anyway.. Or should I play hard to get, because you just made me cry like that, hm?" she smirked mischievously. "When did you start turning into some playboy, Tats? If I'm just some simple girl that got a crush on you, maybe I'd blush and take that as a sign that you like me, you know? Too bad, I'm kiiiiind of hard to get... Oh right, I better get changed."
Nanami opened the sliding door that leads to the next room. It's seem specifically holds all sort of clothing she possessed, including shoes and whatnots.
"...No peeking," she muttered while giving him a glare.
The door closed soon after, followed by faint sound of changing.
Just then, there's a trill-like sound, coming from Nanami's computer desk. There was supposedly an unused pager there, yet now... there is a D-3 there.
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Post by paarthurnax on Sept 28, 2014 11:41:01 GMT
As the teen complimented the snacks, Nanami just icily replied to his line. -...Thought as much, Bakatsuya -she had said. His eyes then opened widely again, but returned to normal a fraction of a second later. Bakatsuya? That nickname seemed awfully familiar... -"Why am I getting the feel that she is right, and we've met before...? And if so... why can't I remember her?" -the teen could only ask himself. Then it was his turn to apologize. As he ended his speech about how sorry she was, the female still didn't believe a thing, and gave him a cold answer.
-We can talk later. All the stuff that I can use to tell you about me from the start is here anyway.. Or should I play hard to get, because you just made me cry like that, hm? -she then smirked in a mischievous way. -When did you start turning into some playboy, Tats? If I'm just some simple girl that got a crush on you, maybe I'd blush and take that as a sign that you like me, you know? Too bad, I'm kiiiiind of hard to get...
Tatsuya frowned slightly in a stranged way. What the heck was that about? -What are you talking about? I'm just trying to apologize the best way I can... When I told you that I felt like shit watching you go crying, I really meant it, Nanami -he stated, but then Nanami announced something that made him lean backwards a little, for he couldn't expect it.
-Oh right, I better get changed -the girl with sea-coloured eyes announced, as she opened a sliding door to the next room. The teen blushed a little, and looked away, replying to her warning about peeking on her. -I didn't plan on doing it... -he muttered, as the door closed. Tatsuya got up, and decided to check that lion-like plushie Nanami had. As the sound of her taking of her clothes reached Tatsuya's ears, he decided that, for now, it would be better to stay away from her things.
He then sat on the chair again, his head turned to the wall so he wouldn't see the girl's almost-naked silhouette. It was then when he a trilling sound came into the picture. The teen sighed, and took his own D-3 to see what was going on, but surprisingly enough, it wasn't his Digivice the one that was emitting the signal.
-"What...? Don't tell me she is going to become a Tamer, just as UFADO said" -he thought. Luckily, his partner was asleep and couldn't notice the signal. -Nanami...? Is it going to take you longer, or can I turn already? -he asked, not wanting to turn and see her as God brought her to the world.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 28, 2014 11:59:10 GMT
A soft chuckle is heard from the next room. "What? Getting uncomfortable already? You're surprisingly a gentleman at times... when it comes to girls, that be. Do you still keep your habit of unconsciously opening your Gi to wipe your sweats on public despite there are obviously girls looking?"
As Nanami said that, no one could perceive it as a teasing or is it really a habit of the past. However, if it's truly a habit of the past, then no doubt this girl has seen him barechested before. The rustling sound stopped a bit. The girl obviously not done, and it could be some crazy thing if Tats decided to look at her direction, despite there's paper door in-between of them...
"...Say, I'm sorry for the slap. It's kind of... outrageous of me to do it, too," Nanami suddenly apologized. "...But I really hate to be forgotten... If someone forgot me again, and told me that they not only forgot about me, but also never met me before... I... I don't think I can bear that. Of course, it's fine if it's wrong person... but... I really know you, you know? Despite it's just two months, I honestly enjoy your company..."
The rustling sound once again heard. It's seem that last time, she's putting her underwear. Now, she's putting some clothes. Nanami finally emerged with oversized button-up shirt and casual short pants.
"Well, I'm back now... what's up?"
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Post by paarthurnax on Sept 28, 2014 12:25:06 GMT
After his question, he could heard Nanami chuckle in the dressing room. She tried to tease him, of course. -What? Getting uncomfortable already? You're surprisingly a gentleman at times... when it comes to girls, that be. Do you still keep your habit of unconsciously opening your Gi to wipe your sweats on public despite there are obviously girls looking? -the dark blue haired girl asked him, to which Tatsuya smiled, and replied as well.
-Well, it's quite uncomfortable to be all sweaty... Wait, do you mean you were looking at me as I did it? -the eighteen-year-old playfully said, returning the tease to the girl. He had never been conscious about girls looking at him when he trained... And if they did, he always thought it was because they were martial artists as well. -"I guess I should pay more attention to my surroundings" -he thought, scratching his forehead with two fingers.
However, at that time, the rustling sound stopped, and Tatsuya tilted his head slightly... bad move. As he did, he saw her shadow, partially... uncovered, he might as well say, and looked away instantly, blushing for the second time in his life. He then heard Nanami speaking again, this time in the same broken voice as in the park.
-...Say, I'm sorry for the slap. It's kind of... outrageous of me to do it, too... -she suddenly told him. "...But I really hate to be forgotten... If someone forgot me again, and told me that they not only forgot about me, but also never met me before... I... I don't think I can bear that.
With each of her words, he felt even worse. It seemed like she was having a hard time telling him that. Initially, he thought it would be beacuse she hated to be forgotten, but then, her voice came again from the other room, this time so broken that she had to partially stop in between her sentences.
-Of course, it's fine if it's wrong person... but... I really know you, you know? Despite it was just two months, I honestly enjoyed your company... -she finished. At that point, Tatsuya would've punched the wall if he hadn't been in another person's house. She was the first person to make him repent about something. Closing his eyes, furious with himself, he clenched his teeth. -"It's official, Tatsuya, you are a fucking asshole!" -he thought, his head lowered a little.
Finally, she came out of the dressing room, announcing her return. Tatsuya could finally turn around, and sighed in relief as he saw her dressed. He had almost screwed up a minute before, so he was glad that was over. Looking at her casual outfit, he smiled slightly. -You look good on those... -he unconsciously said. Then, he sighed and spoke again.
-Nanami... Honestly, you should slap me again. No, actually, twice. After all I said, and how you felt when we met at the park... I didn't deserve this chance, yet you gave it to me. Right now, after all you've told me, the only thing I can say is... That I truly want to remember everything about you -he said, looking at her eyes again.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 28, 2014 12:41:45 GMT
"It's open for all to see, stupid. I'm a fast grower for my age, so I don't mind a little bit fanservice," she finally replied to his teasing, smirking again. Nanami took another dip of the croquette, coated with the cream soup. She ate it happily like a little kid with her favorite treat on hand. However, it's apparent that she's not willing to comment on his praise on her attire. A faint blush crept on her face.
However, she stopped eating when he suddenly told her to slap him once... no, twice. Looks like he really regretted it afterall. Nanami sighed and raise her hand up, gesturing at him that it's enough. "...I guess it's really can't be helped, whatever... Alright, yo're forgiven, but... I don't want to feed you with all sort of information about our past just like that. It totally doesn't sound like you did your best to remember me, afterall... so what about this? If you do something special to me, I might reveal more about our past... it's short, but like this, it'll be quite a fun game, right? That way, maybe if you have to move away again, you won't forgot me this time."
She pulled a photo album from her drawer and took out a photo.
"...First step, where it all began."
She handed him a photo of them together, a black haired girl who defiantly looking at the camera with unamused glare and the kid him beside her. The first one is definitely Nanami, looking at the necklace. She was wearing a summer dress that looks cute.
"...We were talking back then, before suddenly my big brother snapped a photo and reported it to Otou-san. Do you remember anything?"
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Post by paarthurnax on Sept 28, 2014 15:39:32 GMT
Tatsuya's grin grew wider when Nanami teased him again, saying that she didn't mind a little bit of fanservice. -Well, I wouldn't either -the teen playfully replied, thus teasing Nanami back. It seemed that the mood had lightened up, but then things got serious as Tatsuya apologized to her again, when she stepped out of the dressing room. Although her cheeks had blushed faintly with his compliment on her appearence, she quickly got serious when he told her to slap him two more times.
-...I guess it's really can't be helped, whatever... Alright, yo're forgiven, but... I don't want to feed you with all sort of information about our past just like that. It totally doesn't sound like you did your best to remember me, afterall... so what about this? If you do something special to me, I might reveal more about our past... it's short, but like this, it'll be quite a fun game, right? That way, maybe if you have to move away again, you won't forgot me this time -as she said her last line, she saddened a little. Tatsuya, however, smiled in a warm way as he looked at her. -About that... I'm not moving anymore. I've started to live on my own... This time, I won't vanish from one day to another, Nanami. Looks like that's yet another thing to apologize for... -he stated.
The girl then took out an album from her drawer, and took a photograph. Not wanting to stand, the boy sat on her bed, next to the girl. She handed him the photo, but instead of picking it, he leaned closer and looked at it from the side. Nanami then muttered another sentence. -...First step, where it all began -the sea-colour eyed teen said. Tatsuya took a long glance at the picture. A younger version of Nanami was unamusedly looking at the camera, wearing a summer dress. Next to her, a dark-brown haired boy grinned widely, his eyes closed as he did the victory sign with his right hand.
That was definately him. So she was right, after all... They had met before, but he still couldn't recall when. He knew that the girl in the photograph looked familiar, not because she was Nanami. Rather, her image sparked that deja vu feeling again in the teen's brain.
-...We were talking back then, before suddenly my big brother snapped a photo and reported it to Otou-san. Do you remember anything? -she asked, with a little hope in her voice. The Kazan tried his best to remember, but... it was in vain. Why couldn't he recall anything of his time with Nanami? He negated with a tilt of his head, as his gaze met hers again.
-It looks... familiar. But no matter how hard I try, it seems like I can't remember it! -he said, frustrated. Then, the words Nanami had told him before showing him the picture came to his mind. -If you do something special to me, I might reveal more about our past...
Suddenly, he got a little nervous. -So... you said that I should do something special for you if I couldn't remember at first... What do you want me to do...? -he asked, his cheeks gaining a very faint hue of red, as he took another look at the photo. That must have been around his early teenagerhood. Perhaps around when he was twelve, or so.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 28, 2014 16:05:29 GMT
"...500 yen per peek," Nanami declared, smiling wider in mischievous way as reply to the boy's tease. "Sounds about fair, don't you think?"
To the words that he's staying, Nanami's expression brightened momentarily before she tries to cover it by looking sideway casually. However, it's apparent that the boy doesn't remember her afterall... This is rather odd, she means... she already gave a solid proof, and it's obviously him.... so where the heck did she did wrong? Nanami thoughtfully ponders all the possibilities of these cases.
"...Well, one thing for sure is I won't need to slap you any longer, and that's good for both you and me, Tats. I don't want to hurt my palms more than I needed to anyway, plus... going more than that would definitely a wrong step to start over once again, right?" Nanami commented. "Either way, something special..."
Looking at Tatsuya blushing, Nanami looks perplexed and noticed what she just said before. "...I DON'T MEANT IT THAT WAY! OH KAMI, NO! I mean... I mean, something like hanging out together or something! It's not something like... oh..." her face is definitely all shades of crimson now. She goes silent before finally start talking again, but this time awkward tone that sounds like half shouting, half embarrassed.
"...Just eat the croquettes and the soup already! I'm the one who made it, so you better taste it!"
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