Michi
Keep your enemies close, and your friends DEAD!
"We have to meet him too!"
This was the exact same sentence his friends had been telling him since they found out that he was moving out of their over-crowded apartment. For them it had been a dream, three girls and their gay best friend that they spent every waking minute of their time with. For Hisao it was a bit of a nightmare. He loved them all dearly, they'd been close friends since they met back in their first years of dance school. But if he had to sit through one more session of, 'What should I wear today' starring Gina, Stephanie and Michelle, he was going to lose his god damn mind.
"Yes, yes. You'll meet him. Now will you please stop taking my stuff out of the box! We still have rehearsal today and at this rate I am never going to get done before the movers get here." The male growled tugging his jackets out of the female's small lanky fingers for the billionth time that day it seemed. If he had been a little late to practice it wouldn't have mattered much, they were still early in the schedule. The three were verbally against his moving out, and showed it by hiding most of his stuff as he went to pack it, Stephanie was sure when he left he was going to forget all about them and never talk to them again. It would take him about 5 minutes every time, to remind her that they worked together and there was no way he was going to be able to forget about them.
Basically everything that he had managed to find of his was packed up and waiting by the door for the movers, he only had a few boxes of books, clothes and shoes left. "Can't you pack afterwards? Just a few more hours of living together, just the four of us?" Michelle asked, sprawled across the bed that had already been stripped and laid bare, her curled long blonde hair framing her face as she pouted.
"No, because I need to have time to unpack some- if not most- of my shit before I can sleep. Now take off my jacket and put it back in the box." Hisao sighed resisting the urge rub his hand across his face in impatience.
"I'm keeping this."
"Ugh, whatever, fine. I'll buy a new one." And with that he taped shut the final box, as there was a knock at the door. "Coming!" Grabbing the box he looked at the pile near the door... "Bring. Back. My. Stuff." The dark brown eyes burned with irritation as he opened the door, "Hi. Yeah this stuff here. Be careful with the box with the red tape though, it's fragile." He explained pointing at the pile as the girls replaced the boxes.
"You're moving out?" A burly man asked looking shocked as he looked across the girls. Gina, a redhead, only a few inches shorter than Hisao. Michelle, at 5 foot 10 with a bombshell figure to go with it, and then Stephanie, brunette with short cropped hair that framed her face and highlighted stunning blue eyes on a childlike face. "You must be getting kicked out. The girlfriends moved in so the boyfriend has to go?"
Hisao just smiled as charmingly as he could as he grabbed his hat from the table and ushered the girls out, "Take your time, no rush. We'll be there in few hours to bring it into the apartment. Thanks." And with that the set off to begin their days. "And only Gina's allowed to come today."
"Bu-"
"No. No buts. The last time you guys came with me to meet a room mate to be they decided I wouldn't be a good fit. Since she's the only one who behaves, she's the only one who's allowed to help me unpack. End of story." Hisao spoke quickly cutting them off before they could form a full complaint. "I love you guys, but you're terrible in formal situations that require manners. I don't know how you two ever made it into show business." And with that the four of them laughed. They made quite the group though. The tall blonde, the Asian with his arms over the shoulders of the brunette with a normal build and the red head with about the same amount of boobs as their designated protector.
Once the group had made their way to the studio where they were already late for practice, probably shouldn't have stopped for the coffees, but didn't get in too much trouble with the choreographer. When the group took their lunch breaks Hisao and Gina slipped off to grab a cab and get them to his new apartment. Upon first look at the neighborhood he knew he was going to like it there, it was nothing like their old one. Where it could definitely use a touch up, everything was nice and neat and in it's place. "Swanky."
"You sure you can afford it?" Gina teased as they got out and she followed him to the door. He stopped by the front desk to grab his key for his new apartment. The movers sat in the truck waiting for Hisao to give the okay for them to bring the stuff up. "Which room is your's? Did he say? What if he's creepy? How do you know he's not some weirdo or a serial killer?"
Hisao just gave her a sideways glance as he opened the door after knocking once to see if anyone was inside. "Hello?" He called out once looking around. The place looked nice, but he didn't really have time to admire the decorating job. "Uhm, the one that isn't fully decorated. And if he kills me, well at least I won't have to pay rent."
"Not funny." Gina frowned before turning, "C'mon. We only have an hour for lunch." She reminded him and they both went down stairs to help the movers bring the stuff up. Once everything was moved into the bedroom the group left and he made sure the door was locked. Once the movers had left the hailed another cab and made their way back to work. By the time they actually got out of practice he wished that he hadn't skipped lunch to move. The two of them grabbed another cab stopping at subway once before making their way back to he new apartment. Hoping for a shower and that his bed stuff wasn't in one of the boxes on the bottom of the pile.
When they got to the building he got out of the cab, this time leaving Gina to have to pay for the cab as he went upstairs to unlock the door. Knocking again before entering he did the same thing he did the first time he entered by calling out, "Hello?" Just in case his roomie was inside.
This was the exact same sentence his friends had been telling him since they found out that he was moving out of their over-crowded apartment. For them it had been a dream, three girls and their gay best friend that they spent every waking minute of their time with. For Hisao it was a bit of a nightmare. He loved them all dearly, they'd been close friends since they met back in their first years of dance school. But if he had to sit through one more session of, 'What should I wear today' starring Gina, Stephanie and Michelle, he was going to lose his god damn mind.
"Yes, yes. You'll meet him. Now will you please stop taking my stuff out of the box! We still have rehearsal today and at this rate I am never going to get done before the movers get here." The male growled tugging his jackets out of the female's small lanky fingers for the billionth time that day it seemed. If he had been a little late to practice it wouldn't have mattered much, they were still early in the schedule. The three were verbally against his moving out, and showed it by hiding most of his stuff as he went to pack it, Stephanie was sure when he left he was going to forget all about them and never talk to them again. It would take him about 5 minutes every time, to remind her that they worked together and there was no way he was going to be able to forget about them.
Basically everything that he had managed to find of his was packed up and waiting by the door for the movers, he only had a few boxes of books, clothes and shoes left. "Can't you pack afterwards? Just a few more hours of living together, just the four of us?" Michelle asked, sprawled across the bed that had already been stripped and laid bare, her curled long blonde hair framing her face as she pouted.
"No, because I need to have time to unpack some- if not most- of my shit before I can sleep. Now take off my jacket and put it back in the box." Hisao sighed resisting the urge rub his hand across his face in impatience.
"I'm keeping this."
"Ugh, whatever, fine. I'll buy a new one." And with that he taped shut the final box, as there was a knock at the door. "Coming!" Grabbing the box he looked at the pile near the door... "Bring. Back. My. Stuff." The dark brown eyes burned with irritation as he opened the door, "Hi. Yeah this stuff here. Be careful with the box with the red tape though, it's fragile." He explained pointing at the pile as the girls replaced the boxes.
"You're moving out?" A burly man asked looking shocked as he looked across the girls. Gina, a redhead, only a few inches shorter than Hisao. Michelle, at 5 foot 10 with a bombshell figure to go with it, and then Stephanie, brunette with short cropped hair that framed her face and highlighted stunning blue eyes on a childlike face. "You must be getting kicked out. The girlfriends moved in so the boyfriend has to go?"
Hisao just smiled as charmingly as he could as he grabbed his hat from the table and ushered the girls out, "Take your time, no rush. We'll be there in few hours to bring it into the apartment. Thanks." And with that the set off to begin their days. "And only Gina's allowed to come today."
"Bu-"
"No. No buts. The last time you guys came with me to meet a room mate to be they decided I wouldn't be a good fit. Since she's the only one who behaves, she's the only one who's allowed to help me unpack. End of story." Hisao spoke quickly cutting them off before they could form a full complaint. "I love you guys, but you're terrible in formal situations that require manners. I don't know how you two ever made it into show business." And with that the four of them laughed. They made quite the group though. The tall blonde, the Asian with his arms over the shoulders of the brunette with a normal build and the red head with about the same amount of boobs as their designated protector.
Once the group had made their way to the studio where they were already late for practice, probably shouldn't have stopped for the coffees, but didn't get in too much trouble with the choreographer. When the group took their lunch breaks Hisao and Gina slipped off to grab a cab and get them to his new apartment. Upon first look at the neighborhood he knew he was going to like it there, it was nothing like their old one. Where it could definitely use a touch up, everything was nice and neat and in it's place. "Swanky."
"You sure you can afford it?" Gina teased as they got out and she followed him to the door. He stopped by the front desk to grab his key for his new apartment. The movers sat in the truck waiting for Hisao to give the okay for them to bring the stuff up. "Which room is your's? Did he say? What if he's creepy? How do you know he's not some weirdo or a serial killer?"
Hisao just gave her a sideways glance as he opened the door after knocking once to see if anyone was inside. "Hello?" He called out once looking around. The place looked nice, but he didn't really have time to admire the decorating job. "Uhm, the one that isn't fully decorated. And if he kills me, well at least I won't have to pay rent."
"Not funny." Gina frowned before turning, "C'mon. We only have an hour for lunch." She reminded him and they both went down stairs to help the movers bring the stuff up. Once everything was moved into the bedroom the group left and he made sure the door was locked. Once the movers had left the hailed another cab and made their way back to work. By the time they actually got out of practice he wished that he hadn't skipped lunch to move. The two of them grabbed another cab stopping at subway once before making their way back to he new apartment. Hoping for a shower and that his bed stuff wasn't in one of the boxes on the bottom of the pile.
When they got to the building he got out of the cab, this time leaving Gina to have to pay for the cab as he went upstairs to unlock the door. Knocking again before entering he did the same thing he did the first time he entered by calling out, "Hello?" Just in case his roomie was inside.
