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2020-11-17 11:53:19"Well the noodle shop seems to be peaceful." Ichigo pouts. "Let's just eat." They both sit down on the fairly tall wooden stools on the noodle shop. "Beef noodles for her, and chicken noodles for me." He places his order. He pays one hundred thirty five Chokrins to the noodle maker, who gets to their noodles. "Why won't Peter see through Monica at all?" she asks. "Well, remember the path of horror? Its first sub-path is submission." He says. "No, that wouldn't make any sense. I think Peter is acting on his own accord." She closes her eyes. The cook hands them over their bowls. Mike immediately eats his chicken noodles, but Ichigo closes her eyes to pray to the God of the Moon. "Why do you bother praying?" he asks, eating his food with his fork. "You wouldn't understand." She takes the chopsticks to eat. "Just like how I think using your fork to eat these noodles is disgusting." They continue to eat in silence. "Hey," Mike puts his hand on her shoulder. "You finished?" he asks. "You can clearly see I'm finished, Mike." She chuckles. "Well, asking the question is what matters." He says as they both stand up. "I want to walk down the great pier Mike." She rests her head on his shoulder. "Let's go then." He holds her hand as they walk down the sidewalk. The city is designed to have parallel roads, so a turn to the left would take them to the great pier. There are several people walking along the road, some talking, others not paying attention to them. They pass by a couple of buildings that look abandoned. A few more people walk past them. Finally they reached the pier. It was dark, but it wasn't completely pitch black. The lights were off in the buildings around them. They walked into the darkness, which seemed to stretch out forever. Though it is dark on the pier there are dots of neon light emmited from the countless ships that line the dock. The neon lights reflect faintly on their faces as they stand there. "The lights on the ships look like stars," she says to him, looking up. "Only brighter." Mike replies, Their eyes widen and they pull apart. "Let's walk a little more." She suggests. They keep their pace slow, stopping to stare at the lights on the ships. "I remember my father used to take me here, though he never spoke in our trips to the pier, I love the neon lights here. It reminds me of him." she says, looking up at the neon lights and smiling. When the neon lights start to blink off, they start walking again. They pass by a few of the buildings on the pier. "Was it also dark in your memory?" Mike asks. "Mostly, but there was enough light that I could tell." She says. As the neon lights fade to black, they stop walking. "I love you." She blurts out. "As a friend?" Mike asks, breaking the silence. "Yeah," she says, sighing. "Well I'm sorry but you're too old for me." He laughs. "Yeah Freshman, I'm a year up." she laughs. "No, I'm joking. I love you as a friend, and as a sister, as a loved one." He says seriously. "That's sweet, Mike." Ichigo replies, She looks at the neon lights for a moment, before looking into his eyes. "Let's go back to the dorms. It's getting late." He looked up to see the neon lights blinking on and off. Ichigo nods. They both walk back to campus, across the wet grass of the open field to the lonely dormitory building. It had been raining, and the grass was cool on his feet. "It's cold out tonight." She says, wrapping her arms around herself. "Yeah, it is." He says, shivering. A bunch of ravens sit on a nearby tree, just looking at the both of them. One caws at them, as if daring them to go on. They walk into the building, down the hallway to their room. "Isn't it weird for a sophomore to share a room with a freshman?" Ichigo asks. “Yeah, I know. But, you’re the only one I’d rather spend my time with. Besides, you’re not sleeping in the room you’d usually be in either.” Mike says, opening the door. He turns up the lights, and they both step inside. She sits on her bed, looking out the window. He sits down beside her, and he takes her hand in his. “You’re not a bad person, you know.” He says staring into her eyes. “I know. It’s just that I don’t want Peter to be with Monica at this point.” She says. “Why not, they’d probably get on really well.” He says. “With something as dangerous as the Sosame, she must have a hidden agenda.” She says. “Why do you care so much?” He asks, frowning. “I don’t”
“You do, or you wouldn’t have brought it up.” Ichigo stares at her feet. “I just don’t want him to get hurt that’s all.” She says.”Well he doesn’t look like he’s hurting. It looks like you’re hurting.” Mike says. “I’m okay.”
Mike sits up, pulling his legs onto the bed and he lies down.
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