-          Hisashiburi, nee, Yuuki-chan…

Almost a week spent since the restaurant “incident” and through this time Aiba suddenly appeared or at there, or at the café and now in front of the Care Center. It didn’t matter him what time is it or what’s the weather at that day. Of course it didn’t bother him, he was the Miracle Boy!

Tia just wanted to put on the earphones of her iPod when she heard the familiar husky voice. She looked up at Aiba who tried to disguise himself with a baseball cap and a pair of huge sunglasses.

-          We just met yesterday… - she said smiling as she put away the small music machinery.

-          That’s right but yesterday I had to hurry to filming and we can’t talk properly… Do you want a coffee? My treat… - Aiba said with a bright smile.

-          Un – Tia nodded smiling and she felt heart dokidoki again.

They went to the café where Tia usually spends her afternoons. They sat at the same table as the first time. Aiba talked about everything that popped into his mind. From Arashi’s recent works through what animals he likes to his childhood and his family.

Tia enjoyed it. It was fun listening to Aiba. He could speak with such enthusiasm that she had never seen earlier. And she could learn a lot about Aiba himself.

Since that night in the restaurant she thought about how fortunate she is. She could saw the human side of these idols. She always wanted to think that the idols are humans just like she or her friends, not some weird creatures. But it’s hard to believe till you see them eat and drink or laugh and cry just as anyone else.

-          Yuuki-chan?

-          Nani? – She snapped back to reality at the calling.

-          You weren’t even listening… - Aiba said pouting.

-          Gomen, gomen – she laughed a bit.

“But you’re cute when you pout like that.”

-          Ehhh?

At first Tia didn’t even recognized that she said out loud her thoughts. When it reached her mind her eyes widened and quickly covered her lips with both hands like it could take back her former words.

-          So you think I’m cute? – Aiba asked smiling.

-          No… I… You… Don’t… - she stuttered, unknown what to say.

-          So you don’t think I’m cute… - he concluded and pouted again on purpose.

-          No, no, no! I do think you’re cute but… - Tia went silent for a minute before she finished her sentence: - I thought you maybe don’t wanna hear it… ‘Cause it’s not manly… I guess…

-          Soudayou! Well I think it would bother Sho-chan more than me – Aiba said laughing. – Dakara… you have to make it up for me… calling me cute…

Tia looked surprised first then started to laugh.

-          Oh, no! I don’t have to! You said you’re okay with it. Anyway, I have to go or I’ll be fired from the restaurant.

-          No! You can’t escape that easy! I’ll walk you there… And you still have to make it up for me!

Tia just laughed and left the café. Aiba followed her smiling.

-          So? – Tia asked when they already walked on the street.

-          So what? – Aiba asked back.

-          How should I make it up for you? Hypothetically, of course ‘because I still think that I don’t have to do it ‘cause you didn’t protested… Anyway, what would you want me to do? – The girl asked in a teasing tone.

-          Hmm… kisushite? – Aiba said the first thing that popped into his mind.

-          Kisushite? – She repeated unsure that it’s a joke or not.

-          Ano… Ore… - Aiba wanted to say something to cover up his mistake but nothing came to his mind now.

-          Alright. I’ll do it – Tia said and before she could rethink what she’ll do she leaned closer to the idol a put a quick peck on his lips…

Then she quickly turned away and started to walk toward her workplace. After a few meters she noticed that Aiba didn’t follow her though he said he’ll walk her to the restaurant. So she turned back and looked at the tall man.

-          You’re coming, aren’t you? – She asked smiling, but her cheeks were a bit pink from blush.

Aiba, as he just waking, smiled brightly and nodded. He caught up with the girl and as they started to walk again he put his arm around her waist to pull her closer to him and hummed Lucky man.

-          Do you think Aiba-chan will be okay with that girl? – Ohno asked out of a blue.

The four members of Arashi gathered in MatsuJun’s place who cooked dinner for them wich they just finished and now they sat at the living room. Ohmiya occupied the couch, Nino’s head in Ohno’s lap as always; Sho sat in an armchair, reading his papers for NewsZero and Jun was flopping through a magazine on the floor.

At Riida’s question Nino and Jun looked at him but none said anything. The silence was heavy in the room.

-          Daijoubu dayou! – Sho said finally still behind his papers. – She’s totally harmless. She’s not like the fangirls here, in Japan. She won’t kidnap Masaki or anything freak… And… I think she’s really loves Masaki…

-          And since when do you know that girl so well? – the gamer asked sarcastically.

-          I don’t know her. I just… sense it, I guess. I talked with her the other day, when we met her at the restaurant, after you guys went home – the newscaster put aside his papers and looked at his friends.

-          You sure of it? – Jun asked cautiously.

-          You can’t be sure in love cases, MatsuJun. Dakara… Masaki deserves someone who really loves him and whom he can love back in return. Maybe you didn’t notice it but Aiba started to lose his light in the last months and it didn’t go unnoticed by Jhonny-san as well. But after he met her first he started to shine again, maybe brighter than before… - Sho said with a serious expression.

The other three men slowly nodded. Yeah, they notices the changes as well, just don’t bother themselves to ask because it’s Aiba we’re talking about!

-          So… you say it’ll be okay? – Jun asked finally uncertain.

-          Daijoubu, daijoubu! Trust a little more in Masaki! – Sho said with a soft smile on his lips.

Ohno and MatsuJun nodded again.

-          I’m sure that baka will mess up everything soon – Nino said nonchalantly, his eyes glued to his DS.

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