This choice: Cue to her eating breakfast and the show • Go Back... As soon as the doughy substance hit the taste buds of her mouth, the girl gave off an audible gasp. Just like the day before, this culinary confection of Ichika's was a delight to one's palate, the different flavors of the pancake acting in perfect harmony. Houki could have sworn that she was tearing up a tad, the blueberry flavor slowly over taking her mind. Her face shifting towards a shade of red, she turned to Ichika, an amazed look to her.
"I-Ichika, this is, this is! I c-can't even describe it!" exclaimed the 'warrior' girl who felt as if she was in a state of pure bliss. Ichika stereotypically rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment, a small laugh accompanied the motion. He did enjoy getting praise for his cooking as he never received any during his lonely childhood. And getting such compliments by Houki, the often crass girl, made him feel all the better. Though he did wonder why her comment also made it feel like his heart skipped a beat. Maybe he over did it with the sugar in his pancakes? Shaking these thoughts out of his rather dense mind, Ichika paid his attention back to his stack of blueberry pancakes. The teen gave himself about 3 of them, while he shoveled the rest of them to Houki, giving her a rather large stack on the white plate. Placing a piece in his mouth, the flat-screen TV in front of the two began to blare the opening credits of 'Fantastic Reality' showing off all of the main characters while playing the cheesy theme song in the background. Ichika grew excited by the sight of his anticipated program starting, while Houki still remained unimpressed. The characters themselves look rather cliche, the song was horrible and the main female love interest looked plain as a daisy in a flower field. Finishing one pancake, she moved on to the second of several of them, savoring each and every gram of her meal.
"Ha, I told you. It looks pretty great right?" said Ichika in an excited tone, clearly enjoying himself.
"Y-yeah, I can see why you were looking forward to it." lied Houki, still not seeing the appeal of the program. She simply continued to eat, happy that this was all it took to be able to spend time with her crush.
"So you like romance shows huh?"
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An hour had passed and the show started to show the credits, accompanied with another theme song. It only took a few commercial breaks for Houki to truly admire such a show.
"Ichika! This show! I must watch more!" proclaimed Houki as she turned to the boy, giving him a pleading face. The girl was very close to his face, obviously making him nervous. In the past, whenever she would be that close, she would often strike him with all of her strength.
"I-I have some other dvds of shows that are similar to this if you'd wanna watch. Hell, I'd even let you borrow them too." said the black-haired student, still quite nervous from her proximity.
"Um! I'd like that very much Ichika!"said Houki, giving Ichika a quick hug as a result of her excitement over these shows and the pancakes she had finished a few minutes ago. Realizing what she was doing, she quickly released her hold, her face burning with her self-inflicted embarrassment. Looking away from Ichika, she failed to see that he was also quite flushed, not that accustomed towards receiving such affection. Once again, he felt his heart skip a beat, and finding himself to be questioning the emotion he was currently experiencing.
"Anyways, your plate is empty, want another helping Houki?" He pointed to her desolate plate, all that remained was traces of sticky syrup plus small grams of blueberries. At the moment, Houki did feel quite full, but she could never deny Ichika or he'd most likely share the food with one of the other girls. If she wanted to win, she needed to make Ichika the happiest.
"Yeah, I'd love more." replied the girl in a quiet tone. Giving off a beaming smile, he rose from his comfy seat on his sofa, gathered both of their plates and utensils and headed back to his favorite place, the kitchen.
"Oh Houki! There's a show coming up next that you might like too! It has a female lead, thought there's more than one love interest. It's called 'Lover's Game' and it's pretty popular with girls apparently." While the last show did not interest her until she got to the 'meat' of the soap opera, this premise intrigued her greatly. Leaning back into the couch in an attempt to get into a more comfortable position, she placed both of her small hands on her midsection. As a result of her previous meal, she felt it to be a bit taut. The thought that she had overeaten did not cross her mind, the only thoughts present were those of Ichika and the show starting in front of her.
"Sounds good! Hurry up so you can watch it with me~." shouted out Houki, using a cutesy tone that even surprised her. Though Ichika took no notice of the change in her voice, he was too occupied with his stove, preparing the pan for the batter. Maybe he'd use strawberries this time?   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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