carracosta | drags self over carpet of legos

[ The morning started off as such:

At about 6:00 Haruki wakes up, and she drags Fuyuka out of the bunk bed on top of her's. They go into the kitchen and they start making food. What kind of food? Picnic food.

At around 11:00 they finish up the last of the preparations, everything neatly tucked away into a basket they had lying around the house. The kids start waking up, too, because it's like a weekend and she lets them all sleep in til whatever. It takes about half an hour to get everyone their breakfast (some cereal and whatever the hell is around the house).

Fuyuka has to drag her out of the kitchen back up into their room, because at the rate Haruki is going, she's going to be late! To her date! And she can't afford to be late, so the two of them are meddling around with various outfits. Their closet is already messy as it is, despite neither of them going shopping very often, but it's like a tornado came through the room by the time Haruki is all ready.

At 12:30 she runs out of the house, picnic basket in one hand and a bouquet of flowers in the other. She slides the picnic basket onto her bicycle's handlebar, and heads off. Alright, she's got this! On bike, it takes about twenty minutes to get to Isuke's house.

And Isuke's house is in the nicer neighborhood, pretty much the opposite of where Haruki lives. She always feels weird entering the area, because people like her don't really belong up here... But today she has good reason to! She hits the brakes once she's a few houses away from Isuke's.

Alright, Sagae Haruki. Act natural. Pretend you totally planned on arriving just on time and everything. Totally perfect plan!

She parks her bike (with a convenient back seat) outside of Isuke's fence, careful not to... damage anything... And then she's there, at the front door. The flower bouquet is hiding behind her back.

Anddd... ]

Isuke-samaaa! I'm here!

[ughhhhh this pleb. the door swings open and Isuke is there, the picture of pristine luxury with her idk brand clothes and designer shades.

it'd be like something from a magazine if it weren't for the angry scowl she wears. models aren't supposed to scowl.]

Have you never learned what a doorbell is? Moron. [she'd managed to convince her Mama and Papa to not come out to see her off, but with the way Haruki called out like that they'll probably be watching from a window now. fuck.

and then Isuke notices the bike.

she hadn't been expecting this girl to be arriving in a shiny car, but...!]

Ahh, how embarrassing~ ♥

[seriously why did Isuke even choose Haruki of all people to date........!]

Yo, Isuke-sama! [ What a bright and sunny smile from such a dork. Her eyes are closed from smiling, but once she opens them she... stares.

Damn. Isuke's hot. (She always is, but today, she is especially hot.) ]

Uh. I brought you these! [ Fumbling a bit with her hands and the flowers, she presents the bouquet. ]

Hope they're okay... I'm not too good at choosing flowers and stuff.

[ She scratches her cheek. While she's glancing around, she notices that the curtains in one of the windows above them have fluttered. Was someone there? ]

Should we get going?

[awwyeah stare more, it feeds Isuke's ego. she raises a brow at that (flowers, how cheesy) but takes them anyway, giving them a whole single glance over. so generous!!]

Hm. They're passable. ♥

[w h a t e v e r

she sets them down on a small table by the front door and moves past Haruki, heels clicking. Isuke figures her parents are already watching so they'll know to come down and put the bouquet in a vase later.

what a pain!!!]

Let's go, then~

[she says over her shoulder, like she's expecting Haruki to follow like a dog.]

[ When Isuke walks past her?

Yep. Definitely staring.

Damn. ]

Right! Let's go! [ She runs after her, jogging so that she gets to the bike before Isuke and... laughs nervously. ]

I guess you were expecting a car or something? I wouldn't want you to go walking or anything either, though...

[ She gestures to the back seat, climbing onto the bike and patting it. ]

You uh, get to sit there! I promise, you won't fall or anything, I've done this a bunch of times with my siblings and all. You can trust me!

[ It's so hard to impress Isuke waaaaaaugh ]

[eeewwww. she makes a point of wrinkling her nose and crossing her arms, giving the bike and Haruki both a look that only a girl used to limousines and fancy sports cars can give.

but still. it's... charmingly primitive, in its own way. kinda like how Haruki is charmingly primitive. lol. poor people.

(though that's still admitting that Haruki is charming??)]

Hmph, I won't take your word for it. ♥ Take responsibility if I get hurt.

[okok fine she's getting on the back seat. good thing she's wearing shorts (that leave little to the imagination) and not a skirt or dress.]

Ah, this means I need to hold onto you, doesn't it? You certainly planned it out well, hm? ♥

[insinuating that Haruki's a perv!!]

It's not like that...

[ Siiigh, Isuke please!! She's trying her best here.

Haruki starts pedaling off once Isuke's holding onto her and comfy. ]

You're okay with this, right? [ They stop at an intersection while the light's red. Gotta follow the rules!! ] Going on a date with me.

[ Oh no, Haruki being self-conscious...?? ]

Isuke always knows what she's doing. ♥ Don't make it sound like I made a mistake, because I don't make mistakes. Got it?

[translation: yes she is ok with it and possibly even more.

somehow, even when reassuring Haruki, Isuke manages to make it all about herself. how even. she gives Haruki a light whack on the back of her shoulder just to make sure her point got through.]

Isuke-sama...! [ WOW ISUKE you were kind of cool for a second there!! So cool that Haruki forgets that the light turned green and she has to go now, and cars are honking behind them OOOPS

They're making their way towards a park but ugh look at all of this traffic! ]

Hey, hold on a little tighter, I'm about to speed our way through all of this!

[ Make sure you're holding on Isuke because Haruki is basically weaving in and out of this shitty traffic. There may or may not be angry drivers yelling at them ]

[if Isuke were a little cruder she'd be flipping off the angry drivers, but they're treated to her Murderous Glare™ instead.

she's grumbling. complaining. who can be surprised by that?]

I ought to blind each and everyone of them~ ♥

[she even has a small pocketknife on her. her parents like to make sure their daughter is armed ok?? or that's just Isuke being Isuke, carrying weapons with her wherever she goes.

even on a date.]

Who do they think they are? Lowly scum~ they belong in the gutter, not on the road!

[she squeezes Haruki a little too tight, unintentionally.]

Haha, that's really ruthless of you! They're just trying to get to where they need to go, they're jealous of the fact that we've got greater mobility than them!

[ Isuke's arms around her, holding onto her, get Haruki grinning really stupidly. She's so stupidly excited for this date, dammit!

She likes this feeling of Isuke holding onto her, with the wind in their faces and the rush of daily life... It just feels nice.

It feels... right?

They reach the park in no time and Haruki slows down enough to bring the bike to the little parking place thing. For bikes. Yeah whatever. ]

It's kinda dorky, but... I thought we could stay here and have a picnic! I've got food and everything.

[Mama and Papa once brought her out for a picnic, years ago. it was a perfectly manicured park where people in perfectly clean designer clothes kept to the perfectly maintained pathways and dogs weren't allowed, and swans floated on a perfect little pond. this isn't anything like that (not even near close) but the nostalgia hits anyway.]

Dorky is an understatement. [she doesn't say it harshly, though. Isuke lets go of Haruki and gets off the bike, stretching.]

Ahh~ my shoulders are sore. Massage me, later. ♥

[because that's a thing that happens on dates??

the order might seem conceited but the fact that Isuke Inukai, the girl who would threaten all sorts of horrible body mutilations over things as harmless as a hand on her shoulder, is implying she'd let Haruki Sagae touch her body is like... what.]

Well, I'm glad you're okay with it! [ Isuke never actually said that, but Haruki can pick up on her cues. ]

And if your shoulders hurt, I've been told I give great massages! I'm good with my hands, so--

[ Wait, that has more than one meaning, doesn't it? ]

Good with my hands when it comes to massages! Like. I'm good with that. Uh, so if they're still sore while we're eating you can relax and I'll get the knots outta there for you.

... Yeah.

[ Awkwardly strolling along now, basket and blanket in hand... ]

Ahaha, you're so ungraceful with your words~ ♥

[is it teasing or mocking? the two might as well be the same with the way Isuke does it. Haruki's fumbling act is endearing, like how a helpless puppy would be. cute. something like that.

knowing she's the reason why Haruki's nervous makes it that much more savory.]

Talk more, talk more! Isuke likes being entertained. ♥

[Isuke also likes laughing at other people!!]

Gah...

[ Haruki's flustered now, jeez. She decides on a nice spot underneath a huge tree in the park, unfolds the blanket and sets it down onto the ground. ]

Uh, nice weather we're having today, right? It said it was going to rain later, but I checked again this morning and it seems to have cleared up!

[ She said to talk more but this is so?? sad?? Ugh Sagae Haruki you had one fucking job

She starts getting some of the food out of the basket, contained in little bento boxes. ]

Feel free to help yourself to whatever's here! I made plenty for both of us.

[the True Peasant Experience...! a bicycle ride to a park, and homemade bento boxes. wow.

well, Isuke's not unfamiliar with homemade bento (Papa likes too cook for her) but these ones were made by a peasant! she takes one, but doesn't open it yet.]

Oh? You don't want to share your own with Isuke? ♥

[she flashes a coy smile, lashes fluttering.

it's fun seeing Haruki all flustered ok!!]

I was planning on it...!

[ Way to cut to the chase, Isuke, god. Haruki fumbles with the rest of the bento boxes, all different colors and designs. They're basically just all of her siblings' bentos that she was able to snatch and store food away in for today.

Thank god her siblings are understanding enough. Or maybe just Fuyuka. Anyway.

Haruki opens up one of the boxes, tamagoyaki and chicken karaage stuffed in there with some other vegetables. Grabbing one of the disposable sets of chopsticks, she picks up one of the tamagoyakis (that she made herself!!) and holds it up for Isuke. ]

Here, wanna try? I made it myself, but my sister had to help me a little, haha. I swear, it's not terrible though! My sis and I are pretty great cooks.

[being fed, that's so.... whatever!! lame!! but sure, she'll humor Haruki and lean over to take a bite. Isuke doesn't immediately move away, letting her face linger close to Haruki for a moment longer than necessary.

you know. just messing with her.]

Mmm... it's not terrible, I'll give you that much. ♥

[she slowly licks her lips.]

Next time, I want to see you make it yourself.

[im...plying there'd be a next time??]

Sure thing! Just let me know when you want to come over, or if you want me to come over your place. I'd be happy to make you like, dinner or something.

[ Haruki doesn't bother feeding herself, instead picking up a piece of stir fry and holding it up to Isuke. The fact that Isuke says it's decent has made her forget to eat her own food.

Honestly, she just likes knowing that Isuke's satisfied. She realizes she's not high class or anything, and that Isuke could easily drop her like it's hot at any second, but...

She's really enjoying herself. Maybe that shows from the way she's just beaming?? What a dork. ]

Have some more, there's plenty. [ You already said that Haruki ]

[a dork indeed. no wonder nobody could find a plausible reason for this, for why ISUKE INUKAI chose this girl and stuck with her for more than twenty minutes.

it's not like Haruki has anything to offer Isuke that she already has. but no, there is something- her honesty. Isuke hates liars, and she likes people feeding her ego, and Haruki fits both the criteria.

and there's more but. even Isuke hasn't sorted it all out yet. feelings are so dumb.]

I hope you're not expecting me to eat all of this alone. ♥

["eat some yourself u dumbass!!1"]

Of course not! I mean, I've got enough for me too.

[ But she hasn't eaten any of it yet, which is probably the point.

At the realization, Haruki grins and laughs cheerfully, taking that bite of stir fry for herself. She's really happy that they're just casually sitting around and like, doing stuff. Is this enough though?

In the back of her mind she's been worrying about how this date could go, but sitting around like this has really calmed her nerves down. Compared to when Haruki picked up Isuke, she looks a lot more relaxed. ]

So, hey. How's your week been? We haven't seen each other since... Tuesday, right? Something like that. [ When she embarrassingly asked Isuke out, welp ]

Boring. ♥

[but she says it with a smile.

it's like Isuke's impossible to please, or something! incredible. this is... decent, though. truth be told, she'd prefer a shopping spree over an outdoor picnic, but Haruki—

oh gross sappy thoughts go away.]

Is Isuke supposed to ask about your week, now? Ahhh... ♥

[that was a fake yawn. rude!!]

I'm trying my best here! [ There's this weird mix of frustration and enjoyment welling up in her. She's kind of frustrated at the fact that Isuke is so hard to please, her standards much too high for someone like her to even accept Haruki into her life, but she's having fun nonetheless.

She grasps her hair with both her hands, letting out a frustrating noise before sighing and leaning back, arms supporting her weight. ]

I've never been out with anyone before, you could give me some slack... [ She glances back to Isuke.

Man. She's seriously way too pretty. How could someone like that be with someone like her? ]

Isuke spares sympathy for nobody. No exceptions. ♥

[it's cute though, how hard Haruki is trying. lol. watching her nervously sweat is almost as fun as swimming in a pool of paper cash.

not like Isuke's actually done the latter before!!1

when Haruki leans back Isuke leans toward her, smiling devilishly.]

You should've known that before asking me out~ Didn't anyone ever warn you?

["watch out for Queen Bitch Isuke Inukai! she'll step on your throat with her Queen Bitch Heels!"]

[ She doesn't move away when Isuke comes closer. This is a closeness that Haruki enjoys. She leans in a little closer, so that their foreheads are touching. Despite her nervousness, it's so easy to be around Isuke. She kind of drives others off with how arrogant and stand-offish she is, but Haruki likes that about her. She's not afraid to just be herself! ]

If they have, then maybe I didn't hear them or noticed. I'm kind of an idiot, you know?

[ From this proximity, it's really easy to notice Isuke's eyes. And the way her hair frames her face. ]

Have I told you how hot you look today? [ So romantic. ]

[she almost pulls away- almost, caught by surprise. honestly, Isuke hadn't been expecting Haruki to do that; she thought she'd get flustered and back off.

no way, no way, Isuke never makes those sorts of mistakes.]

Hmph, I already know I look hot every day. ♥

[so arrogant...!]

Good. I like someone with a lot of self-confidence.

[ Haruki scratches her cheek a little sheepishly. This is how it's supposed to go, right? Small talk like this that kind of gets them going, and then...

What was supposed to happen next? Okay. You got this Haruki. Just... think of something else to say.

Since they're this close... Ah. ]

You smell nice. Is that some sort of perfume...? [ sniff sniff...! ]

Per-vert.

[it's pretty obvious she's eating up that compliment though, and enjoying the attention.

yes pls feed her ego more.]

Do you normally sniff people like a dog? ♥

[ Okay, being called a pervert gets Haruki to back off. There's some distance between them now, with Haruki normally sitting up straight. ]

Sorry! You just, uh, had a really nice perfume one. I think. It's a perfume, isn't it? No normal person spells that good...

[ lol poor ppl ]

Good job, it is a perfume~ ♥

[she laughs, more teasing than anything. wow this girl is so easy to mess with. ha ha ha...!]

Would you like to smell more of it?

[ha. ha. ha. Isuke's sitting up straight as well.]

I feel like there's a 'but' coming up.

[ She raises an eyebrow. Skeptical... ]

What do you want in exchange?

[she puts a hand to her chest, putting on an exaggeratedly wounded expression.]

You don't think Isuke can be generous out of the goodness of her heart?

If you could, then considered me surprised.

[ Despite saying something like that, there's a wry smile on her face now. ]

So is this an invitation?

I'll see if you've earned that right at the end of our date. ♥

[the right to smell Isuke some more. what a reward. she flashes a smug little smile takes more food.]

Uwah. It's an honor to even have a chance at it.

[ There's some shuffling around with the different bento boxes, and Haruki pulls out a particularly childish one - it has like, idk doraemon or something on it - with the name `Aki` written on it. Looks like she stole all of her siblings' lunch cases.

There's fruit in there!! So she picks up a strawberry and holds it up for Isuke. ]

I picked them out last night, they're fresh and just ripe. [ what a tryahrd lol ]

[she raises an eyebrow at the bento box- lol kiddy stuff, lol kids, lol etc- but surprisingly!! has no comment on it.

it's pretty clear what she thinks of it, anyway.]

Strawberries? That's so romantic. ♥

[is she kidding around or]

In that case, I hope you brought champagne too~

Champagne? Do you think money grows on trees? [ Wait. ] Actually, don't answer that.

Here, eat! [ shoving that strawberry into her mouth?? don't choke Isuke ]

Like hell I'd bring alcohol, it's only mid-afternoon. A little early to get tipsy, isn't it?

Mmph-?!

[rude as heck??? she spits out the strawberry into her hand aaaand shoves it into Haruki's mouth!! take that!! indirect kiss?!?]

Ahh, what kind of barbaric moron did I come out with?! ♥

M-Mmph--

[ That strawberry gets gulped down in one solid motion, god damn. Excuse Haruki as she coughs up a storm to the side before she can regain her composure ]

Ah, was that an indirect kiss? [ EXCITED?? ]

Ahaha, no. Isuke doesn't do childish things like that. ♥

[except she just... did??]

Don't be a pervert, Ha-ru-ki~

It's not that you'd do it or you wouldn't, it's more of the fact that it just happened.

[ Haruki licks her lips. The strawberry was pretty sweet. (So was Isuke's indirect kiss?!)

Wait. Maybe... ]

If you don't go for indirect, then how about an actual kiss? [ SWEATING INTENSIFIES ]

[QURL

but in some weird way, Isuke actually likes that. whole. enthusiastic dumbass thing. she can't even pin it down herself, why Haruki seems to stand out so differently from all the other morons she's rejected.

she scoots closer to Haruki without another word, a finger lightly pressing up against the bottom of her chin. Isuke slowly, slowly leans forward and... stops when there's barely an inch left between their lips.

smile.]

No. ♥

[ For about a minute of her life, Sagae Haruki feels everything around her just stop.

All she can really think to focus on is the finger underneath her chin, the way Isuke leans in closer to her, how she can feel her breath just softly hitting against her face... The way her eyes look, and how her hair frames her face so nicely, and --

Shit. Shit shit shit shit shit--

No. ♥ ]

... Huh? [ She's honestly dumbfounded. What happened things were going so well ]

[wellllllll it's so much fun to tease and generally be a... tease. pretty much. she giggles at the look on Haruki's face, drawing back and gently brushes her fingers along Haruki's jaw.

damn, it's a great day to be Isuke.]

Did I stutter? You're not getting a kiss so easily from Isuke. ♥

Tease!

[ So unfair!! ]

Man, I thought my heart stopped or something... [ Her face is still pretty red and. Isuke is still kind of close. Ghhhh. ]

What do I have to do for a kiss, huh?

Ohh, I don't know~ make the rest of the way worth my time? ♥

[please her!!! so demanding.]

drags self over carpet of legos

writes a novel

huffs

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