Date A Live! Practice Chapter 2:
A bit later during lunch, Michael got himself an Egg Sandwich as he usually did, and took a seat in the cafeteria. Tohka and Origami weren't around… least not yet. Those 2 rarely left him alone, which was sweet so they did care about him (not to mention the latter probably felt awful for shooting him in the head), its just he needed time to himself at times. So much had happened in his short time here. Apparently 5 years ago, there was a massive fire of some sort, and Kutori's brother died in that fire. He never asked his stepsis for details… it was probably a traumatic memory. Of course, according to his mother, she found her crying and wouldn't stop for a while. That's when she made the decision to take her in as one of her own and raise her. A year after that, his dad left him at a foster home, claiming he'd be back in a few days.
That turned to weeks… months… years…
He didn't wanna believe he was abandoned despite many orphans saying that was most likely the case, so once he was old enough, he worked his ass off to get out of that foster home. He moved to Japan to try and find his parents, but mostly to find out what the hell has been going on and why one of them left him behind. During the years that followed, he met Kutori and they got pretty close upon learning they shared the same mother despite no blood relation.
Would have been nice to know she was also a commander of a Spirit-Hunting squad, but eh. Water under the bridge.
Now he had to date said Spirits to get them to calm down and for some reason, kissing them on the lips sealed their powers. He tried the cheek with Yoshino, but no dice. Why did he have this ability? Was he the only one or did that just normally happen? He might never know. What he DID know, its been a crazy life ever since, now he was living with 3 girls and 2 of them needed to remain emotionally stable or something blows up. What a life! Anime never said managing a harem was easy, but geez…
"Is this seat taken?" Said a sweet voice, interrupting Michael's thoughts. He looked behind him to see…
"Speak of the Devil," he said while looking at the person with a smile. "Or in this case: Spirit." He added as the camera cut to none other than Kurumi standing behind him, also panning upwards on herself. Of course, she was wearing that mysterious smile. "Always room for one more…" he offered her a seat at the table he was using, and he was the only one at this table before she showed up.
As you'd probably expect, Kurumi took the seat directly next to him. She didn't have any lunch at all. Not even a single snack or something, which confused Michael. Tohka loved to eat, hence the reason he called her The Bottomless Pit; and though Yoshino would eat smaller portions that were normal for her age, she liked eating as well. Just thinking about it made the former Westerner chuckle to himself, as the little blue-haired bunny girl could honestly be cute at times.
"Not hungry?" He had to ask.
"Oh, I had a little snack earlier," Kurumi said, then gave one of her soft giggles again. "Handsome, strong, and sweet… not many boys with that combination…" she began flirting with him.
"More like: none with an actual personality" Michael said, then took a bite of his sandwich. Kurumi gave another small giggle, then stared at Michael, apparently zoning out again. Michael did notice this and glanced at her. "… Losing focus again?" He asked, quoting her from earlier.
"Sorry. I just can't help it." She admitted while smiling.
"Maybe stop staring like your gonna eat me then." Michael said, wiping his mouth with a napkin. As he did this, Kurumi once again stared, but also smiled a bit wider, thinking of another way to mess with him.
"Actually, I changed my mind. Maybe I will get something to eat" She said, making eye contact with him. Though as Michael looked back, she was glancing at something else, which was his precious sandwich.
"No! Get your own!" He played along, hugging his Egg Sandwich close to his body while turning his body away as if to protect it.
"Can't handle an indirect kiss either?" Kurumi teased him, leaning a bit closer to him.
"I told you I'm sophisticated!" Michael proclaimed. "Besides… THIS! Is my baby!" He then used one finger to point to the object in question. "I only have eyes for her, and eat her out every day!" He added another joke while stroking to top-most bun, fully aware of the double meaning his wording caused.
"Just a bite." Kurumi got even closer, this time also reaching for the food item.
"No! She's taken!" Michael said, leaning backward and also using his arms to keep 'his baby' out of the Spirits reach.
"Maybe she'll like girl on girl ti-…."
"No!"
"One mome-…"
"Back off!"
"It'll only take a-…"
"Never!"
Both teens kept arguing about the sandwich like 2 idiots back and forth, with Kurumi getting closer and Michael getting farther, as well as holding his lunch out of Kurumi's arms reach. As this kept going on with Michael probably gonna fall back at any second, the both of them then became aware of how close they both had gotten. Kurumi was pretty much on top of him at this point, and the distance between their faces was almost non-existent.
Either Kurumi knew what she was doing and this was her plan, or this went farther than she originally planned for she looked just as surprised as he did. A few seconds upon holding the position, they both fell off the seats. Both groaned a bit with closed eyes, and Michael was shown on his back and opening his eyes to see his beloved sandwich was on the floor, its layers all over.
"… she was so young…" He said in a low, almost crying tone (which was probably half a joke in itself), reaching to his fallen love. Dropping the act, he looked at the girl who had fallen on him, whose head was in his chest. "You okay?" He asked Kurumi.
"Yes… I'm fine…" was the first thing Kurumi said, but then lifted her head to look directly at him with a look that could only be described as highly seductive and flirtatious. "My anemone must've kicked in again…" She answered, making fun of Tohka's mistake from earlier.
Also… where was that jazz music coming from?
"Its a good thing such a strong boy was there to catch me…" Kurumi continued, leaning in a bit closer, which did get Michael's face to redden a bit.
"L-Like you said… strong and sweet." Michael said. "Listen… can we not do this now?"
"Why? What's stopping us?" Kurumi asked, keeping the same energy.
"Because this's the kind of thing you save for the Nurse's Office…" Michael explained.
"Oh, COME ON!"
"First Origami and Tokha, now the transfer?!"
"That's so lame."
That was said by 2 random males, then a certain female of a certain trio. Looking in the direction of the voices, both Kurumi and Michael noticed they had attracted a bit of attention from some other students due to the commotion the two of them generated. Some were in sitting positions or standing (some with or without food), but they all had the same reaction: Surprise.
"And that…" Michael added at a hushed, yet dry volume. "You mind?" He asked Kurumi, and she got the message, so she got off him. She sat on top of him before officially getting off the boy, which there was probably no reason for other than balance. He followed suit and sat up before standing up and getting back to the table he originally sat at… only to see Tohka with a tray piled high with food staring at them with her mouth open. She wasn't in a bad mood… yet. She was mostly in shock as the others were.
"…" Michael was silent for a bit before answering. "There is a very…" He paused. "… logical explanation."
The jazz stopped playing around this point.
XXX
At the end of the day as evening fell, Michael began leaving school finally, but was followed by Tokha who refused to let go of his arm. Thankfully she wasn't mad about the trip he took with Kurumi during lunch, but didn't let him or her out of her sight for the rest of that day (logical explanation or not). Kurumi also followed Michael out, much to Tohka'a chagrin, but decided to kept quiet about it.
"Thank you so much for showing me around today. It was very sweet of you." Kurumi said kindly, bowing to the young man in front of her.
"S-sure thing. At least today wasn't boring." Michael said.
"It was really fun with you around, Michael. I hope we can spend more time together soon." Kurumi said, then took a few steps forward. This did cause Tohka tighten her grip of Michael, but not to the point of being painful. Just noticeable. Once Kurumi got close again, she leaned up to Michael's ear. "And maybe next time, we'll try the Nurse's Office..." She whispered VERY softly into his ear before backing off. In fact, it was the same ear that had the earpiece, so did she know the whole time or was that just a coincidence she happened to pick that ear?… Michael wouldn't put it past her.
Kurumi held her position in front of him and Tohka for a few seconds before giggling and giving a cute head cock with closed eyes. "I'll see you both tomorrow!" With that, she finally turned away and took off down the path off school grounds, to the point of almost skipping. Tohka continued to watch her leave, concern on her face.
"… *sigh* That girl'll be the death of me…" Michael said after waiting till Kurumi was out of earshot.
"The death of you?! What did she do?! Did she hurt you?! I knew there was something weird about her!" Tohka immediately panicked, gripping his arm even tighter and while this did kind of hurt, he ignored it. He rolled his eyes at the Spirits response as she continued to speak about it.
"Tohka. Tohka!" Calling her twice seemed to snap her out of it. "Relax. It's just a metaphor." He explained to calm her down.
"Metaphor?…" Tohka repeated, then for some reason looked around. Did she sense something?
…
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Tohka: I don't see any Metal Fours around here? Why? Does she have one?
Michael deadpanned and kept that face for a full 10 seconds. He then gently pulled away from the airhead, getting his arm free and began walking home. "Michael? What's wrong?" Tohka began following him as the camera panned upwards toward the setting sun.
"Its fine. Don't worry about it." He said, dryly.
Tohka: No, your annoyed again! Did I stay something wrong?
Michael: It's fine, Tohka; just drop it.
Tohka: I'm sorry! What did I do wrong?
Michael: (starts losing some patience, but remains calm by speaking through his teeth) Nothing.
Tohka: Was it about the anemone? Or the Metal 4?… (does not get a response) Michael! Just tell m…
Michael: (yells) It's a figure of SPEECH!
XXX
Some distance away, Kurumi was still on her way home or considering she was a Spirit, maybe she was passing the time buy strolling around town for a bit before she left the human world. As she continued on her journey, her walking became full skipping, and her smile was the brightest it had ever been. "~Mikey, Mikey. Handsome Mikey. Sweet, munchy, tasty Mik…~ Oh!" Kurumi was singing to herself out loud, but stopped herself once she realized what she was doing, also blushing at her antics. "Don't get yourself overexcited, girl," she told herself, again out loud, also stopping her skipping and walked normally. "Pretty soon, It'll be…
BUMP!
While her mind drifted elsewhere, she walked right into a punk, making him drop his canned drink. "Ara. I'm so sorry. I wasn't paying attention." She said kindly, but that wasn't gonna fly for this guy, or his two friends that appeared from the alley they were huddled in. They normally would have gotten physical, but seeing as this was an attractive girl, they opted for a differentkind of physical.
"Your gonna have do something more a simple sorry, babe." Said one punk.
"She's looking real fine."
"How much you wanna bet she's the high school slut?"
Once they said those things to her, Kurumi went into flirty-mode, only it wasn't like the one with Michael. It was… different. "Oh, pardon me. So sorry about the bump… perhaps I can make it up to you three with a different kind of bump…"
"Hot damn! See, I told you!" Said the third punk, thinking he was right about Kurumi being the school slut.
"You guys stand back, I'm going first. " Said the second punk.
Kurumi did one of her signature giggles before answering. "Don't be greedy. There's plenty to snack on." Kurumi then walked in-between the trio and down the alley. They of course, followed her while fueled with lust… which didn't last long as when they got out of camera-shot, one of them screamed before it was cut off. This followed with another scream as a truck went down the road they were just on, flattening the canned drink and making what was left in it explode out. Finally, one of the punks, fear written all over his face, tried running away… but some white arms extended from the darkness of the alley and grabbed both his legs, making him fall hard on the street before being pulled back into said darkness as his eyes showed genuine horror. He begged and screamed for mercy/help/etc., even as he tried fighting off the arms in vain… but his voice also cut mid-sentence just like his friends after about two seconds of returning down that alleyway.
The only thing left in this alley was blood all over the place… with Kurumi in dead center of it. "Thanks for the quick bite, boys," she said to no one in particular as she licked her lips. "Soon… it'll be time for the main course…" she continued, as a mental image of Michael flashed in her mind.