Little Hearts in Your Heart

Chapters 33. Is this Heartache?

Miki looked at her cell phone. Read once the message that just arrived on his smartphone. He frowned. But no matter how, no matter how much he read it, it won't change, “don't come back to the department, don't call me again, or come to school again.”

Miki grunting. “Who wants to see you. Who wants to contact you. Who is going to school, don't be too hopeful,” he replied to Kyo's message and turned off his mobile phone.

He growled in annoyance. Opened laptop. Preparing a new worksheet. It's great to do an emotional work now.

*

Day turns night, night turns day, but Miki doesn't care at all. The room is back in disarray. He didn't even turn on his room lights, when he should have. He didn't open the curtains. He had not eaten rice for a few days. He had no idea how long he hadn't seen the sun. Didn't see orange color momiji—japanese maple. It does not turn on the heat even if the temperature is cold.

He stopped looking at word worksheets that were almost full. But before long, one letter, I typed long. He immediately noticed it and deleted the letters. “It seems, I'm tired,” murmured, stood up, and looked out the window. Orange sky color looks very beautiful. But, he pulled the curtain back, closed it.

He went into the kitchen. Pour water into a glass and drink. He intended to return to the bedroom, when the doorbell rang. He looked at the door for a while, until he stepped near the door. He opened the door after looking at the small hole.

“What's up, senpai?”

Daiki screamed, surprised. “Oh God, you surprised me,” grunted him, pressing his chest.

Daiki gulped, looking at Miki's strange appearance from top to bottom.  He saw Miki's long hair bound irregularly, crumpled red pajamas. Her eyes are like pandas.

“Since when have you been like this?” daiki said, sneering. He shifted, making the woman behind him visible. “I told you not to, look now we are surprised to see it.”

Aya hugged Miki.

Miki looked at the lovers. Ah since when, ah sure they have been together for a long time. “What's up?”

Aya patted Miki's forehead. “I just saw you after a few months and you treated me like this,” Aya snorted. “Daiki-kun, wait a minute well,” said Aya and encouraged Miki. Door closing. “Quick shower.”

Miki. “I have to finish my novel,” his murmur points to his laptop.

Aya let out a breath. “So you're going to ignore me? You didn't even pick up my phone. And now I'm coming for you, you let me just like that.”

“Sorry, I'll take a shower now,” murmured Miki and immediately go into the bathroom. Fifteen minutes later, he came out in a black t-shirt and jeans.

Aya smiled, she had turned on the lights. “Come out dinner.”

Miki. “You two go who go. I was excited to write,” he said and sat on the edge of his bed.

“You are passionate about writing and not eager to live? Don't you go crazy. Hurry up, I'll wait outside. I won't leave until you're out.” said Aya and exited Miki's apartment.

Miki closed her eyes with her hands. He sighs. He knew his friend would not give up.  He stood up and pulled his jacket.

Aya approached Miki, smiling widely. “Kurumi will also be there,” he said.

“Hmmm,” Miki murmured indistinctly.

The three of them walked together. Nobody talks much. Miki glanced at the Akagi family home as it passed through the residence. I don't know how long it's been, he's never been there again.

“How do you work?” miki asked as they had been at a nearby restaurant from her apartment.

“Of course, you invited me,” said Miki and started looking at the menu. “What Daiki-senpai is angry about, I shouldn't be here, right,” he murmured.

Daiki laughed a little.

“What did you say? Daiki-kun called me, you seem to be the undead in your room.”

Miki lowered the menu from her face, glancing at Daiki. He moved his lips, thanking me.

Before long, after ordering, dishes with tempting steaks had been lined up in front of them.

“Eat. Your second plate I'm the one that's treated,” said Daiki patting Miki's head. And glanced at Aya, smiling.

Miki nodded. Immediately eat meat in front of him.

“You have not eaten for a few days,” murmured Aya and at that time, Kurumi came to take place between Miki and Aya. “You said you'd be here first, look at yourself.”

“Sorry, sorry, you shouldn't have ordered for me,” Kurumi smiled, eagerly moving the knife over the meat. “Ohiya, I stopped by the bookstore first, but why haven't I seen your novel,” he said seeing Miki.

Miki chokes. He immediately grabbed the glass Daiki gave him. He raised an eyebrow thanking her. “So, I didn't talk to Chio's editor for a few days.”

“Oh right, you didn't activate your phone right,” Kurumi snorted.

“Already, eat first,” hiss Aya.

Kurumi smiled. “You're right.”

“Daiki-senpai,” call Miki and look at the plate.

Daiki and Aya exchanged lyrics. They were almost at the same time, calling the waiter. Ordering the same menu.

“What's wrong with you? You're like a starving person,” Kurumi said, frowning, looking at the second portion of Miki.

Miki stopped moving her fork. “I didn't eat for a few days,” murmured and smiled.

Kurumi turned her head, looking at Aya. Raise an eyebrow, ask. Aya just shook her head.

“Eat a lot,” said Daiki and pat Miki on the shoulder, quietly.

Miki. “Thank you, minna,” murmured. He was just happy to be there with them.

If I could, I might go over there and pull him out of this restaurant. Ah, naw. He's too happy right now. He said the man was his senpai, oh he looked very fond of him. He even touched her hair. I want to break his hand. But what could I do, those reporters even followed while eating with the director. Ah, why is he here, is there no other place. What if he's seen by a reporter. I really wouldn't care. Don't look at him, Kyo.