56 Days of Anime!

Day Five

Day Five: #6 was laying next to you on the beach, asleep? (Mikoto)

"I can't believe we get a HOMRA beach day!" Yata cheers like a kid. I shake my head and hide my obvious smile. "Mr. Mikoto's a great king."

"Yeah, well.." I sigh and grab my towel and an umbrella. Yata frowns at me.

"You aren't going swimming?"

"Nice try." Kusanagi pats Yata's head with a grin. "But you'll never see Saeko in anything but jeans."

"Do you want me to sit on the beach with you or..?" His expression falls.

I shake my head. "No, don't worry about it. Go have fun, Misa-Kun!" He nods and walks off. I set my towel on the ground and hide myself in the shade of the umbrella. Closing my eyes, I sigh happily.

"Mind if I sit here?" a strong voice asks. Reluctantly, I open my eyes. Mikoto stands there, a blank look on his face.

"Go for it." I slightly blush and roll on my side. "Shouldn't you be with Kusanagi or something?"

"You were alone."

"A-ah..."

"Problem?" His voice is rough, like usual.

"Of course not, Miko-Kun."

He props himself up on his elbows and lights a cigarette. He offers me one, a slight smirk playing on his lips. I take it, surprsing him, and light it. "Thought you didn't smoke?"

"It depends on my mood."

"And what's your mood?"

I sigh. "You don't actually care.. But I'll humor you. I guess I'm-" I look over and groan. Mikoto's fast asleep, like usual. "How do you do that..?" He rolls over in his sleep, basically crashing on to me. I squeal and try to escape his weight with no luck. "Mikoto! Wake up!" I shove him, only crushing myself more. "Eeeek! Mi.. ko.. to! Dammit all.."

"What the hell am I seeing?" Kusanagi stands over us, a grin spread across his dumb face.

"Help me, asshole!"

He chuckles slightly and takes a picture with his cell phone. "Yata won't be happy about this."

"Kusanagi, I swear to all hell, you better fucking help me right now."

"Well..." Kusanagi groans.

Mikoto's weight is suddenly lifted. I glance up see him holding himself off of me. A light pink spreads across his cheeks as he grunts. "Sorry, Tanaka." He sits up on his own towel. "I didn't mean to fall asleep on you."

"What were you two doing, anyway?"

"None of your damn business." Mikoto glares at his blonde friend. Kusanagi cringes, then saunters off. "He took a picture, didn't he?" I nod. "That bastard..."