Travel And Tourism

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   The sleepy gamer did end up sleeping for the rest of the day and most of the night, only waking up once her brain senses someone watching her.

   Her eyes open wide and she finds her face mere centimeters away from Sonia's. "Morning sleepyhead! You are finally up, Chi-ah-ki-chan!~"

   The gamer groans as she slowly blinks the sleep out of her eyes as attempts to focus on her fake girlfriend. "Mmm. . .Huh? Sonia? What are you doing in my room so early in the morning? You're supposed to be still asleep or something. . .I think."

   Sonia smiles. "We have both slept long enough. Come, we have got to get ready to leave. I have lots of places I want to show you to today and we only have twelve hours to cover it," She taps her chin, "Hmm, but you and I will probably get harassed by the paparazzi for being the newest public royal couple so I apologize in advance, but I will do my best to protect us. But just in case, wear something nice and I'll meet you in the hall in five minutes?"

   Nanami sighs tiredly and nods. 

   "Excellent! Then I shall leave you to it!"

   The princess pulls herself off of the bed and practically skips out of the room, leaving Nanami to her devices. 

   Wanting to look nice in case her pictures make the news, she changes into a light-pink off-the-shoulder sundress that fell to just below her knees and two-inch tan heels. After brushing her teeth and washing her face, she runs a comb through her hair and pulls it back halfway. She puts on the tiniest hint of mascara and lip-gloss before heading out to meet Sonia.

   The second the blonde lays eyes on her friend, she can swear her heart skips a beat. Her cheeks tint pink and she smiles widely. "You look. . .You look so beautiful, Chiaki! You're simply ravishing!"

   The peach-haired girl blushes. "Ah. . .Thank you. You too." She mumbles.

   Sonia offers her hand to her and she takes it before she leads the gamer through the halls and out towards the main doors. Just outside is a long, sleek black limo waiting for the two of them. 

   The blonde smiles. "There is no paparazzi here yet but as soon as someone sees us it will be game over. Now come on!" She eagerly tugs Nanami down to the vehicle before pushing her inside, climbing in afterwards. They both immediately relax and stretch out in the back, Sonia putting her arm around the gamer and pulling her closer.

   Nanami stiffens for a second before relaxing again, resting her head on the princess's shoulder, breathing in her sugary sweet scent.

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   If Nanami is being honest with herself, she's always found museums boring. And this specific Tour Guide (who's name is Katja Grimsrud) has just been going on and on and on. Of course she would never voice her opinion to the pretty princess standing next to her, listening eagerly at the same time as quietly translating the words in her ear.

   She had gotten lucky with Sonia's family speaking fluent Japanese and their servants knowing enough to give and take orders, but the rest of the country seemed to prefer to speak other languages other than that naturally. Katja is speaking English, for example, and anyone who knows Nanami knows her English is absolutely horrendous.

   She appreciates that Sonia is helping her out but tours and museums are just so boring!

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   Sonia takes her to this beautiful park next that has this giant silver fountain in the center. The two of them walk around, enjoying the fresh afternoon air and holding hands. By now the press has found the two and were trying to be discreet (and failing) so they were doing the whole "girlfriends in love" act. 

   Sonia smiles down at the shorter gamer, squeezing her hand. "My love, are you hungry? I would hate for my favourite girl to starve."

   Nanami wishes she was being sincere. Nevermind wishes she could tell her she was being sincere.

   "We passed an ice cream stand a little while back. . .I think." The gamer replies, batting her eyelashes.

   "Ah, let me guess which flavour you will get," Sonia requests as they turn and head back in the opposite direction, "Moose Tracks?"

   Chiaki blinks. "Yes, actually. . .How did you know that?"

   "I just know you that well. Anyways, guess which I will get?"

   "Hmm. . .probably Salted Caramel." She guesses.

   The princess beams. "Right on the money!"

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   After enjoying some ice cream cones, they arrived at their final stop of the day, just as the sun was beginning to set; a dance club.

   "Dancing?" Nanami frowns as they step out of the limo, "Sonia, I'm seriously not a good dan-"

   "Come on, it will be fun!" Nevermind laughs, pulling the gamer through the doors. They move through the lobby and into the actual club room with the flashing lights, the pounding music, and swaying bodies. Pristine by Snail Mail plays over the speakers.

   Sonia grabs both of her companion's hands and they start spinning around the floor, Nanami quickly forgetting her worries and laughing with her and having a good time.

   'And I know myself and I'll never love anyone else/I won't love anyone else/I'll never love anyone else'

   Suddenly Nevermind pulls Chiaki close and hugs her close to her body, burying her nose in her hair and smelling her strawberry shampoo. 

   'It's totally platonic.' She assures herself. 

   Nanami wraps her arms around Nevermind's neck to match the arms around her waist. 

   "Mmm. . .Thank you for bringing me here and all around today, Sonia."

   "It was absolutely a pleasure! Perhaps one day I can bring you back here. . ?"

   "I would very much like that, yes. . .It's been really fun being your girlfriend." Nanami admits.

   "Yes. . ," Sonia agrees idly, "I kind of wish the time wouldn't end and we could do this forever. . ."

   Chiaki stiffens. "I-. . .Seriously?!"

   Nevermind pulls away sharply. "I am sorry! I did not intend to voice that out loud! Please feel free to hate me!"

   Nanami rolls her eyes fondly. "Okay, Komaeda-kun. But, is that your honest desire. . ?"

   "I. . .Well. . .Um, yes. . ." The princess mumbles.

   Nanami smiles. "Sonia?"

   "Y-Yes?" 

   "Me too."

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