Little Hearts in Your Heart

Chapters 26. Touch

In October, Miki wore a cream-colored sweater, if possible she wanted to wear a mask. He might be able to use the flu as an excuse, but he had just thought about it when he arrived at school. When he realized that he was the talk of other students.

From that day on, at the school festival, people's views on Miki became different. Some who recognize her, see her, like a seductive girl, a playgirl, a lucky girl?  All of them were successful in making it a search list.

Miki and Kaori walk to school together. They sighed, lowered.

“Miki, Kaori,” shouted a man, making the two girls turn their heads together.

“Morning, Aki,” greet Miki on Shirota Aki, weak. At least, after that very day, Aki and Miki's relationship became closer.

“What's with your faces? You make people afraid,” Aki smile expands, “if there is anything I can help, just say, well. I have to go to class now.”

Miki nodded.

“What will we do now, Miki-neesan?” kaori asked as they arrived at the study building. “What if Miki-nee brought Niichan date? You know, he likes autumn. He must be happy to be invited to take a walk.”

Miki's forehead lifted, seemingly having heard of it. “But I don't dare, what else for no apparent reason,” said and followed their breaths that came out together.

“Should we see Kyo-san?” miki's words, a little doubtful. He sighs. Haven't seen his face in a long time.

Kaori put on a sad face, but not a few tens of seconds of confusion filled her head, she exclaimed, “Nano-chan?”

The man who had just descended the stairs from the top floor of the study building, was shocked. He turned his head and found that two students had run towards him. “Riri-chan?” His head turned and when he realized that no other students were paying attention, he smiled broadly, “you didn't study?” he asked after hearing the bell coming in.

Kaori shook her head, ”no,” she said briefly, lazily explaining that her friends who seemed to have been in the hall for the ceremony. “Ohiya, this is Nano-chan, his manager Niichan.”

“Nagano,” the thirty-year-old man repeated his name, smiling at the girl Kaori had dragged away.

Miki smiled back, then held her breath hearing the answer to Kaori's question about Kyo's whereabouts.

“He's on top,” Nagano pointed out, “although filming just started later in the day, but he said he'd come early. You know right,” he lowered his head, whispering, “if he is confused, he is often alone.”

“What's the problem?” ask Miki.

Nagano's eyebrows shot up at Miki's worried voice. He scratched the back of his head, chuckling at the movement of Kaori's lips showing Miki was a big fan. “You also definitely know, this is his first romance dorama, well how else? After so many rejects, he finally accepted the offer. Because of that, he was just trying to be able to animate his role,” he explained moving shoulders.

“Then, can we help you?” Miki sees Nagano and Kaori alternating.

Nagano shook his head, “kurasa..yeah,” he immediately changed the answer, found Kaori behind Miki, pleading, with a face of compassion. “But I don't guarantee he'll let you there, he just kicked me out,” his gumamm, given the help to be Kyo's co-star.

“No problem,” Kaori answer quickly. “You go upstairs, Miki-nee,” she said pushing Miki up the stairs.

Miki muttered thank you and moved quickly, and Kaori's giggling sounded.

“What's wrong with you, Riri-chan?”

“No problem, Nano-chan.”

“If the boss finds out, he will nag me,” Nagano scratches the forehead.

Nagano breathed. “You seem to be supporting your Niichan with that friend of yours? Doesn't matter your friend it could be sister-in-law.”

“Sister-in-law?” Kaori's eyebrows shot up, she never thought that far, because all she did was to stay near Miki. “Eh,” he exclaimed, unclear, as if he had just realized something.

*

Kyo's breath was clear. He's lying on the rooftop, without idlers. Just use one hand as a pillow and the dorama script covers the eyes. All he knew was that nothing would bother him here, he could concentrate. But the next time he growled, he had absolutely no idea what to express when he realized his character would fall in love with his best friend. Smiling or sad?

Kyo kicked the wind. He yelled. And even surprised, hearing the iron door to the roof sounded. He raised his head, realizing a girl had looked at him with fear. “What are you doing there?” she asked Miki who was hugging herself.

“Sorry, I,” Miki pointed at the origin, but he cleared his throat, “ada can I help, Kyo-san?”

Kyo stared suspiciously, although the next Miki had been sitting next to him. He sneered, staring at the distance of half a meter that separated them. “So you heard from Nagano-san?”

Miki nodded, glancing at the script on Kyo's lap. “But I don't really understand that kind of thing either?”

“Sort of it?” ask Kyo in a seductive tone. “Of course I have more experience than you, how could you, boy, help me,” he laughed.

Miki laughed, “you're not bragging, are you, Kyo-san?” ask her and quickly stop the laughter as Kyo loses her laugh too, “ah, sorry.”

Kyo sneering. “Of course, I have a girlfriend, I mean ever.” He then hissed, pushing Miki's head slowly with his index finger, “why are you smiling?”

Miki seemed to have just regained consciousness with the expression she had just produced. He touched his face.

“Ah, I know,” Kyo uses both hands, supports the weight of his back, “because you like me, so you're happy to hear about my story like this, right?”

“Like?” Miki raised an eyebrow.

Kyo put on a confused face. “Eh? I mean, you're a fan who likes me, right?” He then muttered the origin.

“Sure,” says Miki fast. I don't know what he was thinking. He looked up, saw the sky, used his hands so that his body would not fall back. But it soon dawned, as his fingertips touched something. He lowered his head, finding his finger touching Kyo's finger. He was fixated for a few seconds, until Kyo moved

his finger, he immediately pulled out his hand, bringing it to the chest. No sound for a moment. “Ah, can I see your script?”

“What will you do?” grunt Kyo, but his hand moved handing over the script. Although the next batch of paper was held in the air, when they returned their hands touched. Kyo's eyes found Miki's reddened face, “what's wrong with you?” he clicked his tongue.

“Eh?”

Kyo realizes Miki is unconscious. He thought, if the face reddened Miki because of the wind that blows, cold. He shifted his face, “What do I think?” mumbling, annoyed.

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