Houki groaned as she shuffled in her bed, feeling the warmness of the covers and tried to cover her hed with a pillow as sunlight peered through. She didn't feel like closing the blinds, and when the suns rays got annoying...
"Ah screw this," she sat up, yawning and stretching. She got up and went to the bathroom and groomed herself. Shower, tooth brushing, the works.
When she finished putting on her uniform she turned and saw her kendo stick. She should begin training before breakfast. As she reached for the kendo she heard her cellphone ring. Walking away from thw wooden practice sword, she answered her cell.
"Hello?
"Morning Houki. How are you feeling?" It was Ichika. Houki blushed slightly.
"Oh Ichika! Good morning. I'm feeling fine, how are you?"
"Doing good myself. Today is the season premiere of a new show that I'm gonna watch! It has an itneresting premise and I an hoping it does good, and I was wondering if you can watch it with me?
"When does it start? What about breakfast?" Houki could have sworn that she heard grilling in the background.
"I got that taken care of. I'm making blueberry pancakes!" Houki flushed.
"Well...I am planning on doing some morning training. I got to keep my kendo skills sharp."
"Oh...I see...well maybe I can hit up Rin and-"
"On second thought I'd be right over!" Houki ended the call and darted out the door. No way is she going to let that Chinese pygmy get the day with Ichika! Not while she has something to say about it.
After running through some halls she reached Ichika's dorm and stormed inside.
"Houki?" Said Ichika from his small kitchen. As Houki was trying to see if any other of her rivals where present her nose was bombarded with a sense like no other.
Blueberries...
"Is the pancakes...ready?" Asked Houki slowly, as if the aroma was causing her to be light headed. Ichika, wearing his white apron and turned.
"Uhhh almost. You can take a seat on the sofa. I'll be right over." He turned back to the flipping of the specially made flapjacks. He was rather astonished on how fast she was in getting to his dorm.
"Is it ready yet?" Asked Houki impatiently with her arms crossed. For some reason the boy didn't seem scared like any other time.
"Yep it's finished!" He carried a dark blue plate with the blue-spotted pancakes. Houki stared at them in amazement, almost as if they were glowing with a holy light.
"Now then? Shall we watch? The show is called Fantastic Reality!" Ichika sat down next to her and set down some plates with forks and knives and turned on the TV.
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