Date A Live! Practice Chapter 13 - 1:
The scene changes to a large luxurious room, very expensive furniture and whatnot. A dark mass then opened up on the floor of this room before both Kurumi and Michael arose from it.
"Great. We can add breaking and entering onto our list." Michael said, dryly.
Kurumi gave a soft laugh. "It isn't breaking in if you don't break in." She said, which caused Mike to glance at her with a deadpan. Technically she wasn't wrong, since they didn't break down anything and only phased in via her shadow.
"We still entered the premises via phasing from the floor, so same diff." Michael said. He then looked around Miku's room… as a [former] fan, part of him was a little gitty at the thought of being in the Idols room, how many people wished they could do this. Of course as he mentioned to himself earlier when Kurumi found him, maybe Miku wasn't the same idol he met at that world tour so many years ago, and just happened to look similar to her.
Still… the hair and those eyes…
Michael then sighed. "So how's sneaking into Miku's room gonna solve anything?" He asked.
"If you find a personal belonging of her's, bring it to me." Kurumi said.
Michael blinked. "… excuse me?"
"A dairy, scrapbook, toy… Anything of value would do really." Kurumi added.
Michael tried to calm down a little, but you could see some aggravation in his face. "… you teleport us… into her house, which is trespassing…" he said, remaining as calm as possible. "Now you wanna ransack it?" He asked, snapping it just a tiny bit.
"Its just to try and find some kind of weakness of hers." Kurumi answered.
"What kind of weakness do you expect to find in her bedroom?!" Michael couldn't help but raise his voice. Hopefully there was no one else home like servants or whatever.
"Just look around! There's gotta be something here!" Kurumi said.
"And you couldn't get a clone or 12 beforehand?!" Michael said.
Kurumi face was in its normally seductive and playful look, then slowly changed to a look of realization, her face muscles moving so slowly you could see every section of her cheeks move. Clearly, she had not thought of that.
Michael facepalmed like Man Ray from Spongebob during the infamous 'not my wallet' scene, dragging his palm down his face the same way. He knew the Nightmare's powers better than she did. Go figure. "… whatever. Let's just get this over with." He said, walking over to a corner of a room to start the search on his end.
GRAB!
However before he got too far, warmth grabbed Michael's hand and prevented him from continuing. Looking back, he saw Kurumi was now looking downward with a hand to her mouth, then slowly back at him just like back when he dated a Clone. "… I just… wanted to spend some time with you, Mikey…" She said in the cutest voice imaginable.
"Yeah. Real cute, Tik-Tok." Michael said while yanking his arm away (surprise was on Kurumi's face), not falling for her 'shy innocent face' again, even if she pulled it pretty good. Regardless of that, the duo searched around the room for a few minutes. Michael couldn't believe he was actually doing this, snooping in a girls room. While looking on one side of the room, there were drawers in front of him, which was probably a good spot to search, but it made his nerves flare up on what he could find in there.
Jewelry, maybe some loose change, make-up kits most likely… certain types of clothing…
Michael held his face, images of Miku posing in various ways in undergarments as they panned across the screen. Stupid hormones. "Just what I need, going on a panty-raid with Miss Minutes…" He muttered to himself. Seeing nothing of value, he went towards a bookshelf, maybe a dairy or something was there like Kurumi suggested, but as he took some steps toward it…
"Mikey! Look at this!" Kurumi's voice snapped him out of it, calling him loudly and excitedly from behind. It sounded like she found something inportant.
"What? What did you…?" He was asking, but his mouth then hung open at what Kurumi had found. She was literally standing behind him, with a silly smile plastered on her face, holding a bra with cups at least double her size (at least from the distance he was at). They were so big, they could easily hold a basketball. Maybe even a watermelon.
It wasn't exactly the 'importance' he thought of when asked for 'personal belongings', nor one Kurumi would get excited over… then again it WAS Kurumi…
"… Oh, Gee." Was the only thing that came out of Michael's mouth. He couldn't think of anything to say, he was caught off guard by the large (and possibly stretched-out unless it was natural) fabric.
"I know, right? Their humongous! I could fit my whole head in one of these crazy cups!" Kurumi said cutely while still retaining the aforementioned smile.
"Will you put those things down?! You don't know where they've been!" Michael shouted at her… well, being a girl herself, she kinda did…
However instead of listening to Michael, Kurumi looked directly at him, not with her 'I'm gonna eat you' face, but one very close to it. "Here's an idea, why not try it yourself?" She asked, walking up to him, which made Michael take a step backwards towards that very bookshelf. Her eyes full of delight (which also showed some sadistic enjoyment), Kurumi held the bra outward towards Michael.
"Even as a Man of Culture, I respectfully decline." He played off.
"Ara, you misunderstand, I wasn't asking you Michael…" Kurumi corrected herself, which got Michael to cock an eyebrow. "I figured it'd look amazing on Michelle." The Time Spirit added with a cutesy smile.
Michael perked at the name, then glanced away. "Oh… you were on the catwalk then…" he said defeatedly, knowing he was caught. When he was performing against Miku, he could have sworn he saw a red dot on the catwalk but the second he blinked, it was gone. This just confirmed his suspicions as to what, or rather who, it was.
"I was. But I couldn't see it up close and personal, and I didn't want to be rude and interrupt your performance." Kurumi said, being a little sarcastic but also truthful at the same time.
"I didn't take you as the parasocial type." Michael said. "Next time, just get in the audience and I'll give you a wink or something. Not healthy using the eyes of your 700 cousins." He added.
While that's not exactly how her cloning works, Kurumi couldn't help but find his snarky comment cute. "Well in that case, as a fan of your work, why not fix it for me?" She added, retaining that same cutesy smile but also closing her eyes and holding out the bra further towards the human.
"Kurumi; will you knock it off! We don't have time for this! Literally!" Michael snapped at her but also backed up a little more. He didn't know why, but something about a girl holding up a bra towards him got him to blush.
"Don't be a wet blanket… its only for a moment… just to see the adorable Michelle tremble with humiliation…" Kurumi said, oozing out her words, enjoying the fantasy playing out in her head.
"You really are a Nightmare, aren't you?!" Michael blurted out a rhetorical question.
"It'll be fine, no one else's around. It'll be our own private show."
"NO! She's innocent! No sale!"
"Just one minute! Not a minute longer!"
"I'm literally an A-Cup! Back off!"
"30 seconds?"
"Do I need to say it in Spanish?!"
Both teens went back and forth with each other over if Michael/Michelle was gonna wear the bra or not. While the Time Spirit kept urging, practically begging, the human Sealer's stance on it did not change no matter how cutesy her voice had gotten over the course of the conversation.
"Please, Mikey? For me? For Best Girl?" She asked one final time, this time batting her eyelashes a little with a tiny head cock. She also did take one step forward…
TRIP!
Her shoe must've gotten caught on the carpet and caused the trip, or perhaps she stepped on the frills of her own Astral Dress. Either way, the Nightmare was sent forward and lost her balance, dropping the bra and falling on top of Michael. Not only that, with how close they both were to the bookshelf, the impact caused something to fall off a stack of books and hit Michael's left cheek, but neither of them noticed yet.
Kurumi did gasp in shock when the trip happened, not expecting it so it was clearly unintentional, and the result of her body smashing into Michaels made him groan. Thankfully even though it did sting a bit, she was very light so the impact didn't hurt too badly.
At least there was no lip contact this like with Tohka, though in her defense it was a little… "windy" that day…
"My life's an anime…" Michael muttered to himself. "You okay?" He asked Kurumi.
"Don't worry… I'm perfectly fine…" Kurumi began in a seductive tone while her eyes were obscured by her hair. She then lifted her head up to look directly at Michael. "Because my big, strong prince cushioned my fall…"
Jazz music began playing again.
"… Timing doesn't mean much to you, does it?" Michael said, making it look like he didn't take the bait. She was very good at the role she was playing, that he can't deny.
Kurumi then gave him a concerned look, seeing a tiny scratch on Michal's face. "Aww, your cheek. Its bleeding." She said, which while the cut wasn't flooding out blood, but it was red.
"What?" Michael asked while cocking an eyebrow then rubbed a finger around his left cheek. It was mostly a guess, but he did feel something was there and pulled his finger back to see it was a little red. Again, not too severely. "Oh. The fuck did that happen?" He asked again, but it was rhetorical. "Nothing a little fluid can't fix." He said, then wiped the finger on his shirt before he spit in his hand and went to rub the scratch off.
Kurumi watched him the whole time… and she got an idea…
GRAB!
Just before he could clean himself, Kurumi had quickly grabbed his wrist before she pinned it down. He was gonna ask her what the hell, but then noted how close her face was to his now. Her one red eye and other clock-eye the only thing he could see. She just edged closer and closer, clearly toying with him.
"Y-Ya know… Location, Location, Location…" Mike squeaked, his voice cracking, but this did not deter Kurumi in the slightest. And he could do nothing to stop her…
*Lick!*
She licked him… she literally just licked his face, and at a slow speed to put on as much saliva as possible. Even after she pulled away with equal speed and stared at him for a second (probably to relish his reaction), it was a bit of a shock. "… wwww-WHY?!" Michael blurted out.
"What? You said a little fluid would clean it, didn't you?" Kurumi answered with a question before leaning just as slowly as before to continue cleaning the wound. She licked him a second time.
Michael wasn't gonna lie… it was a bit of a turn on.
"K-Knock it off. I-I'm a dog person, your a cat person, it'll never work…" Michael said as Kurumi licked, trying to make it seem like he was annoyed, which to an extent he was as Kurumi was wasting time (which was ironic considering her powers); but Kurumi just licked him a third time, not pulling away either. And for good measure, she traced not in his ear, but a little closer to it than necessary, mostly for her own pleasure of seeing Michael squirm.
Having enough, and as the wound was cleaned, Kurumi finally pulled away. Even though Michael was a faint shade of red, he looked at her with an annoyed expression, cheeks puffed and frowning with half-shut eyes.
"Awwww, don't be mad at me. I only wanted to help." Kurumi said, using a finger to traced circles on his chest.
"No… you helped-, hmm?" Michael said while turning his head away, but that's when he noticed something on the floor that wasn't there before. It was the object that originally hurt his face after it fell when he and Kurumi took a trip. "What's this?" He reached over to grab the item in question. He got his fingers on it, but just when he was about to lift it towards himself…
*pat*
Kurumi gently put her hand on top of Michael's, reaching for the item herself. He looked back to see her smiling at him. He just sighed, not having the energy to tell her to get off of him, not that she would listen anyway. He continued with what he was doing, bringing the item closer to him so he could see it, also sitting up with Kurumi still glued to him. It was a CD case. A full music album, which was made obvious by the song names on the back as that was the end that was facing them.
It's there Michael noticed something… 'Singing in the Shower?…' He thought to himself. That sounded very familiar, where had he heard that before?
?: Sorry to interrupt…
"EEEEEP!" Michael jerked his head in the direction of the sudden voice (which stopped the jazz playing), only to see… "Kurumi?" He looked back and forth, which wasn't necessary as he felt the weight of Kurumi still on him, seeing 2 Kurumis' in the same room. The one still on top of him also looking in the direction of the newer one.
Right… Clones. Though it begged the question if he was in the arms of the real one or not.
"While you were busy, I found this over on the night table." 2nd Kurumi presented the 1st one with a picture frame, but its back was turned to them. If Mike had to guess, either Kurumi summoned a clone like he suggested, or this one summoned itself… not the first time that happened…
It was only here where 1st Kurumi got off Michael to see the next clue that was discovered. "Thank you, Me." She said, taking the item from the 2nd Kurumi, whom smiled with closed eyes before sinking back into a shadow.
"Talking to yourself regularly isn't healthy either." Michael said as the 2nd Kurumi vanished, then raised the CD he found to get a better look at it before reading it then flipping it to its front. His eyes widened to exact moment this happened, but Kurumi didn't notice yet.
Kurumi looked at the picture with interest. "Well… this is interesting. Take a look at…" Kurumi began to tell her partner in crime what another self of hers found while turning back to face him… only to see his facial expression, giving her pause. It was a mix of different emotions, his mouth open slightly and his hands trembling as he stared down at the front of the CD… unblinking. "… Michael?" Kurumi asked, either confused or concerned or both. She approached him slowly. "You okay?" She repeated, which got Mike to snap his eyes at her… then the picture…
SNATCH!
"HEY!" Kurumi said, unable to react in time as the clue was swiped out of her hands by one of Michael's that whipped at her and grabbed the item. She was gonna continue, but then saw Michael's face get worse. Something was bothering him, but what?
"Kurumi." Mike snapped his head in her direction. "Take me home."
The Nightmare blinked… take him home? Didn't he want to save Tohka? That was the entire reason of their negotiation! She helps him, he gives her the power she craves! To quote it:
-FLASHBACK-
"… Kurumi… I know why your here…" Michael said in a serious tone.
Kurumi smiled at him. "Can't a girl enjoy a cool night ou-?"
"You've come to try and have me for dinner." Mike interrupted her. "And you wanted to do so without any interference," He continued, then added smartly with a smirk: "Or else you'd end up burnt by my roommate again."
"You mean your little sister?" Kurumi returned. "I'll admit, I underestimated her. But if I wasn't playing around, maybe saved up just a little more Time, she wouldn't have stood a chance."
"Maybe… but the fact you waited only AFTER Tohka and the others were out of the way proves my point." Michael said.
"Oh?"
"You want an easy meal… preferably without having to fight too hard for it just like a Lioness about to give birth. I'm a dumb American teenager, not an overeducated Hollywood hack."
Kurumi was silent for a moment before responding. "… You say the strangest things." She said in amusement. "Is that an American thing?"
"Nope. That's a Michael Special." Michael said. "You want to eat me… I know that…" He was then silent for a moment himself. "… but before that, I want to negotiate with you."
Kurumi looked surprised to hear that. "Negotiate?"
Michael took a deep breath… it might be a lost cause but at this point, he had nothing more to lose. The safety of the other Spirits was his main priority, so to do that… "… your the only one I can count on right now." Michael said. "Help me save Tohka, Kaguya, Yuzuru and Yoshino… please… I can't do it on my own. I'm still trying to sort my own powers out!" He admitted, which was probably a bad idea giving away a weakness to someone like Kurumi, but Mike saw no other choice. He was alone and had no one else to turn to, so if he stood any chance, he needed to get her to cooperate… he hadtoo…
"Just this once… I don't care what happens to me, but their innocent! They didn't deserve any of this! Do that… and I'm on the house…" He offered. Kurumi appeared to think on this, weighing her options.
"Well, that's very gentlemen-like of you. Giving yourself up for the Princess and her animal friends. But do tell me this…" she said. "Why on earth would I want to do that? Furthermore…" She flared a bigger portion of her power, amplifying the shadow pool she was currently standing on. "What are you gonna do to stop me? Go skydiving again?" She taunted, reminding him that even though a Clone saved him, it was pointless to try to and escape her. Both her and that Clone fell for that trick once… not again.
Michael figured she wasn't going to help him at first. But already had a backup plan, or rather 'extra incentive'. "No… even better…" He said vaguely, which caught Kurumi's interest… what was he up to this time? "… I'll release every ounce of Reiryoku back to the girls… All of it." He threatened her, which while it did get Kurumi to react a bit, it was admittedly a big fat bluff. He had very little control of the others' abilities, only able to get Sandalphon under control with Tohka's knowhow. He had no idea how to give it back, Tohka regaining a bigger majority of her power somehow during the field trip not too long ago was still a mystery to him.
Regardless, he continued with his ultimatum. "Then they'll be nothing… nothing but a disappointing human shell with no peanuts in on inside."
"I see… so you want me to waltz around town with you on another date… otherwise you'll cum too quickly on purpose and ruin the experience." Kurumi said, saving a different version of what Michael actually said.
"Not a bad deal, huh? You help me; then bottoms up." Michael said, which he wasn't going to lie, he was technically signing his own death warrant… but he couldn't show any fear either. Kurumi was the type of girl that could read any situation, so showing too much emotion was out of the question.
"… so, to entertain your little hook-up idea, say I do in fact agree to help you. What if I end up betraying your trust? What's your reason for putting this much faith in me? " Kurumi asked a very good question. Seeing the stunt she pulled last time, and clearly she had the power to get whatever she wanted, what's preventing her from taking Michael when his guards let down?
After yet another moment of tense silence, Michael gave one simple sentence. "The same reason I'm still standing."
The silence between them went on a tad bit longer than usual, panning shots showing both teens staring the other down.
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"… HEHEHEHE!" Kurumi suddenly giggled, her eyes closing and she was smiling amusedly with both her eyes and lips . This wasn't her crazed laughter, but the kind when you hit someone's sense of humor perfectly and they genuinely laugh. This did get Michael to form a question mark over his head. What did she find so funny?
"My, my; how unexpected. The Macho Michael, demanding assistance from the deadly Nightmare, lest her Time be extinguished!" She said, being a bit dramatic.
"… That's… that's n-…" Michael tried to say.
"Yes, Yes. What a twisted turn of events this has become." Kurumi cut him off, either unaware or on purpose."
-END FLASHBACK-
Michael gave her the ultimatum, she took it, now he wants to go home? "So after all the trouble of-."
GRAB!
Out of the blue, Michael dropped the items, not caring about them right now, and grabbed both of Kurumi's shoulders with both his hands before pulling her close to him, looking directly into her eyes and catching her off guard. Normally she would have cracked a joke here…
Except his eyes… they were focused. Filled with urgency. He remained silent until she got the picture, this was serious. "Kurumi." He said in a harder tone. "Take. Me home."
XXX
The scene changes to Michael's apartment room, currently dark as no one was home… that is, until a shadow pool slowly formed by the front door. Michael was the first thing to walk out of it.
"Now phasing and entering into your own house?… Lovely place, by the way" Kurumi said as she arose as well, being serious what she said about the home by the way. Looking around, It was nicer than most of her bases, if a little standard. It just had that 'homey' feel.
Looking back to Michael, she was surprised he ignored her, heading straight to his bedroom, pushing the door open. As he entered, Kurumi one again poked out from a shadow pool 2 seconds later, but on a wall this time and only by her head up to her shoulders. "Oh… you'd rather do it in your own bedroom then?" Kurumi cracked another joke.
Michael still ignored her. He was going through his drawers quickly, shoving things aside in the drawer before then going to the next one either next to or below it, repeating the process over and over again as if looking for something.
Kurumi couldn't help be feel just a little bit offended. Why was he ignoring her? Frowning, she moved along the wall so she ended up next to Michael as he was ransacking his own bedroom. She also leaned a little more out of her shadow, her arms folded under her as if leaning against a ledge. She watched him work for a few seconds, seeing he was going through his sock and underwear drawer.
Kurumi: … Ya know, you invite a girl over, the least you could do is…
SHOVE!
"MMMMFFFFFPHHHH!" Kurumi's eyes went super wide. As she was talking, Michael did not even look in her direction or how she was positioned on the wall, but he shoved a white sock in her mouth with one hand and walked away to another part of his room. Kurumi of course yanked the sock of out her mouth almost immediately after the event occurred, gagging as she pulled it out (it was clean, mind you).
She coughed 3 times before leering at the item she pulled out of her mouth, then used her wrist to toss it to a corner somewhere. "I take it back… your not that tasty…" She said, now coming out of her shadow completely and floating down gently to the floor, the frills of her Spirit Armor waving around according to her motions. "What exactly you looking…?" She asked, looking in the direction he went off in.
She saw his back… the boy standing in front of his desk unmoving… something about his posture felt off. "Michael?" Kurumi asked again, walking over to him. "What's gotten into you? What did you…?" Now she stopped talking as she leaned from behind Michael's shoulder as he was a bit taller than her… and she saw it, her face as stunned as Michael's.
In his hands were 2 copies of the CD they found, one in each with the one from Muki's house in his left hand, and now Kurumi was able to see what was on the cover. They had a girl that looked strikingly similar to Miku in appearance such as her hair and eyes, her name was Tsukino Yoimachi, only she looked younger than Miku. Not much by the way. Judging by her body proportions compared to Miku now, maybe by only 4 or 5 years, give or take a few months.
The only difference… the one on the right was signed in handwriting… Tsukino Yoimachi…
It took only Kurumi another 7 seconds to realize what this meant, and it meant one of 3 things. Either A: Miku had a younger sister. B: Miku was a fan of this Tsukino Yoimachi person like Michael was. Or C…
Michael: … it… it is her…
Michael could not believe it… it seemed so surreal, but everything made perfect sense now. Miku looking familiar to him that day they met when she caused a Space Quake, her having the very same yet now slightly older (and bustier) appearance… and that incredible voice, which sounded different from what remembered, but it still held the same passion deep down.
After all these years, wondering what the hell happened to probably his favorite singer… she became a Spirit.
Date A Live! Practice Chapter 13 - 2:
(AN: This one follows up from the ending of the last concept chapter)
"Whatcha got there?"
"GAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Michael screamed like a girl while holding the drive in his hands and close to his chest as if he was a girl being caught undressing. Looking in the direction of the sound…
Wait… jazz music?
Kurumi was sitting in his window, her hair and parts of her Astral Dress blowing in the nights gentle breeze. Like usual, she had a smile on her face, that same clock-eye staring at him… was it just him, or was there something oddly sexy about it?
"Can't any of you knock?" Michael jabbed her (and referencing her powers) after calming down, but still kept the device; or as the vending machine called it 'Battlelog'; hidden.
"Hehe…" Kurumi gave her signature gentle laugh before pushing herself off the window ledge and into the room itself. "Where's the fun in that?"
"… well, this answers one question." Michael folded his arms which also better hid the mysterious thumb drive. Last he saw of Kurumi, she was sliced like an apple by Ellen, but it appeared that was another clone, which at least confirms the Nightmare was okay. She probably utilized allot of her Time though. He then gave a sigh while looking up at the ceiling. "Where the hell have you been the last few da-?"
Michael was looking back at Kurumi, but noticed she had gotten close to him again. "Now… about our deal…" She said, looking right into his eyes. Great. It finally came back to bite Michael in the ass. She was probably waiting till he was restored to full health by Nurse not-so-Joy, then came back to 'collect payment in full.'
"I'm willing to wave the fee; this time." She said, which did get Michael to relax a little bit despite how close the clock waifu still was. "If you show me that." Kurumi called him out while pointing at his closed fist containing the flash. She was able to sense something about that thumb drive Michael was holding, and it peaked her interest.
Knowing he was caught, he saw no reason to hide it. "No! It's private documentation!" Michael held the item away, ironically this was almost a replay of the lunch room situation with her a few months ago. "Probably contains recipes or something…"
"Oh really? Where'd you get it?" Kurumi asked.
"Do you ever get tired of asking me 20 questions?" Mike asked her back, while stuffing the drive in his pocket. It was the safest place to put it, then again Kurumi could find ways to get it out if she really wanted too.
"Can I see it?" Kurumi asked again, then added with batting eyes and leaning closer: "Pleeeeease."
Returning fire, Michael leaned in himself, which at first did get Kurumi to back off but then played along. "… promise to stop leaving like a cat?" He asked, only for Kurumi to smirk back.
"I can't promise that." She said, then backed off before instead laying her head down on Michael's lap with closed eyes and a smile on her face. "But this cat likes to snuggle. So she can stay here for the night."
Michael froze the moment Kurumi rested her head on him, lots of new thoughts forming in his brain, half of them NSFW due to her rubbing her head just above that area. "Er-uh, NO! No. No sale!" He scooted away from Kurumi, pointing to her on the second 'no', and then wiggling his finger and head as he said 'no sale'. He started to get up from the bed, but… well… you know that scene from Monster Musume, when Miia pulls back MC with her tail?
Same thing here, only with Kurumi using a long white arm… A few of them actually, grabbing his shoulders and arms. Once he was pinned, she rested her head on his shoulder that was nearest to her, and also placed a hand flat dead center on his chest. She did this on purpose, further teasing him.
For some reason, not only did Michael's left eye turn yellow for a spilt second for some weird reason, but the drive also heated up again. In addition to that, its appearance also began to change ever so slightly… physically. It started glowing in his pocket before beginning it's transformation. It was pure blue before, but now its back had a single black bar behind it. The square it also had gained tiny blue dots on its edges inside the square. Other than that, you probably wouldn't notice any difference to the flash drive unless you really squinted at it.
For some reason, Kuruni felt weaker, but couldn't explain why except maybe she was still tired from all the Time she ended up using during the DEM raid. "No! Bad kitty!" Mike managed to get free of the shadow arms and roll over…
Both: WAAAAAH!
CRASH!
Except he did this rather quickly and ended up falling off the bed, WITH Kurumi under him now. Basically reversed from the investigation in Miku's room. Both teens were very much in shock. Neither of them could even crack a joke at the others expense, they just stared at each other like that for a bit, neither blinking.
*creak*
"Darling?"
Michael looked up to see Miku entering his room. Not knowing how'd she take this sight both because of her past and his Dating Sim Life, he panicked. She may have admitted to not being 'narrow-minded', but he doubted that rule applied a girl who ate her and him so they could talk. "Gah! Miku, this is totally not what it looks like! I swear!"
Surprisingly, Miku just looked confused. "… Darling, why are you on the floor?" Michael happened to glance down… Kurumi was gone. She must have dipped just before the door fully opened. Sighing again, he got up and brushed himself off. "And who were you talking too?" Miku added, apparently hearing part of the conversation with Kurumi.
"… Myself." Was Michael's only response. Miku only blinked. "Anyway, what are you doing here? Don't you have to get home?" He asked as she had her own large mansion she was living in.
Miku gave a small blush. "I just… wanted to say thank you." She said.
"Miku, we've already been through this." Michael said, assuming Miku was talking about saving her life from Dharkon Tohka, at the time saying they were even since he owed her for coming when she did… he probably never would have gotten to the top floor without her. "I…"
"No. Not that." Miku cut him off, taking a few steps closer to him. Michael really hoped she wasn't gonna tease him next, Kurumi already emptied most of his reserves. "Thank you… for going to that interview with me…" she admitted. "Not just because I wanted you there, Darling… I needed you there." She then gently hugged Michael, the same way she did after her energy was sealed. "If you weren't, then… I'm not sure I would have had the strength to get through it." She said, softly, then looked up at him. "So thank you, Michael… Thank you, for always listening; even after I quit."
*smooch*
She leaned up to plant a gentle kiss on his cheek, then leaned back down. Based on the look in her eyes, that's what she wanted to do (or even a more intimate type of kiss) before Tohka caught them and the Diva got distracted. "Though, I'm not sure what to start first." Miku continued, releasing Michael and pondering to herself. "I mean, maybe another concert, but what's the theme? What about a costume?" She rambled.
Michael put a hand on her head like he does with Tohka, which did surprise her… but it didn't feel bad or anything, so she allowed it. "You just got back into the gig, try not to worry about it too much." He said. "Besides, summer's here. Girls love summer; ya know, with summer discounts, pool parties, all that good shit… least in America." Michael said.
The wheels in Miku's head began turning. "Girls… summer…" She said and just like back in the interview room, she slowly gasped, realizing something. Not only that, she grabbed Michaels face with both hands and planted a hard kiss on his lips. This left him confused… happy, but confused. "Darling! Your a Genius!" The Idol then rushed out of the room, quickly opening the door and darting down the hall, leaving Michael alone in his room.
He stared at the open doorway, then heavily sighed before looking up at the ceiling. "… What have I done?…"
Date A Live! Practice Chapter 13 - 3:
Michael was sleeping peacefully in his room. It was dark except for the light of the moon. However, his bedroom door creaked open, and a head of someone slowly poked in, though blacked out so it couldn't be seen. After that, that same head looked back out the door by craning its neck and jerked its head a few times like a bobble head outside, then 2 more figures entered, bringing the total to 3. They were blacked out as well.
The 3 figures tiptoed into the room, and crawled into Mike's bed from the end inside the covers. They tried being quiet, but the commotion made Michael stir and feel the disturbances and wake up. Sitting up in his bed, he noted 3 extra lumps… unless he grew 3 extra legs the size if a body, they were not supposed to be there.
One would normally panic and think they were getting robbed and/or attacked… Mike just deadpanned at the moving lumps that have not caught on to his awakening (or they did and just continued for the hell of it).
"Tohka'd like to have a meal first… and Kurumi would probably be using her Vector arms…" his comment did get the lumps to stop moving when he started talking. "Twin-Twisters would probably hold another contest, Tori and Yoshi would hesitate, Natsumi and Mukuro would be more upfront about it, and Mayuri actually listens to me sooooo…" Michael aded as he folded his arms while sitting himself up straight. As he could feel contact down there and body outlines, he made the following guesses: "Miku, Origami and Nia."
A few seconds after giving his answer, the covers were thrown off the bed by the intruders, seeing no reason to hide their identities anymore. As predicted, it was Nia, Miku and Origami. All 3 of them were in nightwear… but sexy nightwear which showed off their bodies pretty well.
They didn't look ashamed they got caught either. Miku and Nia were all smiles. Origami had her normally neutral expression, but Michael could see she was happy her fromer-ex-now-boyfriend-again knew her body type so well (which was probably the same for the other two).
Miku: Your so smart, Darling!
Origami: Yes. Good guess.
Nia: Though at this point, guess we shouldn't be surprised.
Now if it was one girl, Michael could probably handle it even in that type of clothing; but 3 at once… his imagination was starting to run a little. "URK! What the hell?!" He said, then happened to glance over at his alarm clock, looking back at the trio once he saw the time. "It's 4 in the morning! Can't you wait like, an hour?!" He added nervously, as the sun was going to start to rise at that time.
Origami was first to lean in closer to Michael, her doll-like eyes on full display. "Just, try to relax." She said in a soft voice. "Before we start, do I have your consent?"
Before Mike could even ask what 'consent' entailed, Miku was next to lean in directly next to Origami. What made 2 girls on top of him more titillating was the fact both had 'done it' with him, the other one very recently. "Please say yes," Miku said, her crystal-like eyes bright with joy… that, and probably subconsciously thinking what else can be done in this situation. "Let us take care if your needs."
There were only a small handful of things that word 'needs' meant under this context, and Mike could tell Miku was a little excited to address 'those needs' again, if given permission.
"I mean, its not like you lack experience, right?" Nia asked while [indirectly] straddling him, which Michael would have questioned how she knew of said experience, but considering she has (or at least had) 'The Great Big Book of Everything' at her disposal…
All Michael did was an unamused blank face, and slowly turned his head to the right towards the fourth wall. The camera then changed shot to the hallway, just before Michael's bedroom door…
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"WAAAAAAAH!" (3x)
All three girls were tossed out at the exact same time, hitting the floor with a thud. Origami was on the bottom, Miku on top of her back, and Nia on top of Miku. Michael was then shown in the door way with the same expression in his face, a hand on the doorknob.
Michael: … No sale.
SLAM!