Our Canvas

Chapter 4 - Intertwined

[Art Studio, 6:33 P.M, Monday]

*Michi looks upon her completed painting, and only now does she finally realize the time that has passed. A strange sensation crawls up her neck and she turns around to find Takumi staring at her from behind.*

Michi: Ta-Takumi?!

Takumi: *To himself* Wha?! It's amazing. I knew she'd be good but this.. It's making me feel just like my last piece did.. No.. it's better! It's lighting up the room. How could she possibly need my help? *Takumi's mouth is wide open, jaw dropped, looking at her in amazement*

Michi: STOP STARING YOU PERVERT!

*Michi throws a brush striking Takumi in the face snapping him out of it.*

Takumi: Ah! Why'd you throw that at me?!

Michi: You-were-staring! What's wrong with you, looking at a lady like that for that long! You pervert!

Takumi: WHAT?! No no no, I was looking at your painting.

Michi: Oh... really?! *her face changes from shock to curiosity*

Takumi: Michi I knew you were amazing, but this, this is beyond amazing!

Michi: *Blushes* *in her head* I knew this piece was special somehow. After all, you didn't agree to it, but you ended up helping me.

*Takumi walks up to the painting and begins to further inspect it.*

Takumi: *Thinks to himself* It sure is something, but what is it about? I feel like I've seen some of this stuff before..

Takumi: *to himself* I can ask later, regardless,*Out loud* this deserves nothing less than a top spot on the showcase!

Michi: *Covering her blushing face with one hand while waving the other around.* Stop it Takumi it's not that good!

Takumi: No it really is! But can I ask, what's the message? I've been so caught up with the rest of it, I still can't seem to understand.

Michi: *Michi begins to remember her short history with Takumi and thinks to herself.* I can't tell him he was what inspired me to create this. *Out loud* Oh I don't know haha, I was just feeling the mood in here.

Takumi: *Looking around at an empty studio with no uniquity to it.* Hm... Well, whatever mood that was, I wish I was here to experience it! It might've helped me make my next piece. I really don't know how I'm gonna keep the ball rolling.

Michi: How is your next project? I know you haven't gotten the chance to come to the studio because of all your appointments.

Takumi: *Thinking of the time she invited him to eat, but refused and claimed he had a dentist appointment.* Yeah... *nervously* haha I actually don't know where to start. It's crazy. Ideas used to flow through my head like a river. Now it feels like it's all dried up.

Michi: *Thinking to herself* Hanako must've been that source.. he just won't acknowledge it. How do I approach that though? I probably shouldn't. This is about me.

Takumi: Anyway, tell me about it! *He grabs a chair for himself and sits on it backward with his arms resting on top of chair.* What's it called? And how'd you make it so fast? *in his head, eyes open wide.* that's right. This must've only taken her 4 hours at most. Amazing!

Michi: Well, *walks up to the painting.* I had a change of heart... *Michi remembers her past pieces of art and how her father helped drill her art style.* and thought of something that just recently happened in my life. And when it cam-