I think this will be my last post for march... This is my continuation of my Maki-Reina fic. Please enjoy!
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN MOMUSU. :)
Chapter 5: Intuition
Many days passed after the 13th floor incident. Reina used that same elevator almost ten times per day, whether she’s with her friends, with other passengers or simply by herself but nothing weird happened. All she knows is that she’s been enjoying every minute that she’s in that building and being a part of Morning Musume because…
“Gomen ne, our choreographer made us stay a little bit longer because Sayu had a hard time getting the steps right.”
“It’s ok. It’s just that I’ve ordered ramen for you and I think it’s not that warm now.”
“Oh, thank you!” Reina sat down, got her chopsticks and attacked the ramen. “It’s still edible so I’ll still eat it whether it’s warm or not.”
They didn’t talk much while they ate their lunch. After eating, Reina asked Maki about something that still bothers her till now.
“Ano…Maki-san, can I ask you something?”
“Shoot” Maki said after finishing her green tea.
“Uhmm, what did you see in me?”
Maki was surprised at Reina’s question. She looked at Reina, “What do you mean by that?”
“I just observed that you are not that talkative when you are with the other members. It feels like you’re a different person whenever you’re with me.”
Maki leaned back on her chair, closed her eyes and….
“I don’t know either.”
Reina wasn’t expecting that kind of answer. “I beg your pardon?”
“I said, I don’t know either. I can’t explain what I’m feeling whenever I’m with you. It fells like I’ve known you somewhere…somehow, before.”
It feels like I’ve known you before
“Now, where did I heard that line before?”
“What me too?” Maki looked at Reina.
“ I… I too feel that I’ve been close to you before. At first, I think it’s just pure idolization that I’m feeling but… I don’t know… I can’t put it into words. All I know, and I’m sure of, is that I’m really happy whenever I’m spending some time with you.”
Both smiled as they looked at each others eyes. They know they had a mutual understanding that even science can’t explain… An understanding that they didn’t know, developed in the 13th floor of the building they sometimes call, their second home.
-End of Chapter 5-