liquid.
“This may sting a bit,” he
said, squatting down next to her. He went on to soak one of the cotton pads
with the purple liquid. Mimi bit her lower lip and nodded in reply. Yuki, as
gently as he could, placed the soaked cotton pad on her wound. She winced in
pain but never made a sound. He repeated the whole procedure a few times, until
both wounds from both her knees were covered with purple blotches. “Thanks
Yuki,” she said, managing a small smile at him. He looked up at her and smiled
too. “Come on,” he said, standing to his feet, “I’ll help you up.” Yuki
carefully held on to her arm, helping her to stand too. They were both standing
face to face in a tiny cubicle when they heard the door of the restroom swing
open. Yuki quickly slammed the door of the cubicle shut, holding on to Mimi
tightly. He listened intently for any clue as to who the new visitor was. All
Mimi was concerned with was the fact that her face was close enough to his
chest to hear his heartbeat. She could feel her own heart beating wildly too.
The new visitor to the Ladies
started to sing a tune. “Love Love Night, dum dum dum...”
Wait a minute, Mimi recognised
that voice. Yuki released his grasp on her and opened the cubicle door. Both of
them peeked at the new addition. “Oh my, Yuki! You scared me!” exclaimed Jiro,
who was holding on to a ball of string and a pair of knitting needles. “What
are you doing in the Ladies and...YOU!” He noticed Mimi in the cubicle as well.
“Mimi this is Jiro, Jiro, this
is Mimi,” said Yuki, stepping out of the toilet cubicle. Mimi stepped out as
well. She nodded at Jiro and vice-versa, even though they were meeting for the
second time, but Yuki didn’t have to know that yet. “Mimi hurt her knees, so I
was tending to them,” Yuki explained.
“Oh my, it looks serious
though.”
“Erm, Jiro, if you don’t mind,
could you guard the door for us outside? I need to talk to Mimi for a bit.”
Jiro widened his eyes in
surprise. “Sure Yuki, I’ll be outside if you need me,” he replied, tip-toeing
his way out. Mimi didn’t really want to be left alone with Yuki, because she
knew the inevitable good-bye would happen. I must not cry, I must not cry, she
repeatedly told herself in her head. Yuki turned to face her, “Mimi... I’m sorry for leaving you like
that in Singapore.”
She looked into his big brown
eyes and she could feel her resolve dissolving. But she knew if she shed tears
now, it’ll be harder for Yuki to leave. “Yuki, you don’t have to apologise. You
know, watching you perform that day, I understand how important you are to some
people, especially to your fans. Just your very presence is enough to make
people happy and believe in themselves. You represent something very important
to them and you can only work hard right now and give your best right now.”
“But I still owe you an
explanation. Actually the real reason why I was in Singapore... Well, it was
sort of a punishment for me. I started going out with a model and the agency
found out about our relationship, so I was, you can say, banished from Tokyo
and future Fire Boys activities till the CEO said otherwise. So I was sent to
Singapore because I had an uncle who lived there.”
“So you broke up with the model
because of the agency’s opposition?”
“Not exactly. She was cheating
on me and so I broke it off with her. She got angry and sent photographs of us
to the CEO and threatened to expose our previous relationship to the media.”
“I see.” Mimi didn’t really
know what to say. Things seemed so complicated.
“I’m sorry I wasn’t honest with
you,” he said. “Mimi...” he started but his mobile phone rang at this moment.
He picked it up and Mimi could hear his manager screaming at him from the other
end.
“Yuki, Kon is looking for you!
Hurry up and get to the stage now! And help me find Jiro too, he
“This may sting a bit,” he
said, squatting down next to her. He went on to soak one of the cotton pads
with the purple liquid. Mimi bit her lower lip and nodded in reply. Yuki, as
gently as he could, placed the soaked cotton pad on her wound. She winced in
pain but never made a sound. He repeated the whole procedure a few times, until
both wounds from both her knees were covered with purple blotches. “Thanks
Yuki,” she said, managing a small smile at him. He looked up at her and smiled
too. “Come on,” he said, standing to his feet, “I’ll help you up.” Yuki
carefully held on to her arm, helping her to stand too. They were both standing
face to face in a tiny cubicle when they heard the door of the restroom swing
open. Yuki quickly slammed the door of the cubicle shut, holding on to Mimi
tightly. He listened intently for any clue as to who the new visitor was. All
Mimi was concerned with was the fact that her face was close enough to his
chest to hear his heartbeat. She could feel her own heart beating wildly too.
The new visitor to the Ladies
started to sing a tune. “Love Love Night, dum dum dum...”
Wait a minute, Mimi recognised
that voice. Yuki released his grasp on her and opened the cubicle door. Both of
them peeked at the new addition. “Oh my, Yuki! You scared me!” exclaimed Jiro,
who was holding on to a ball of string and a pair of knitting needles. “What
are you doing in the Ladies and...YOU!” He noticed Mimi in the cubicle as well.
“Mimi this is Jiro, Jiro, this
is Mimi,” said Yuki, stepping out of the toilet cubicle. Mimi stepped out as
well. She nodded at Jiro and vice-versa, even though they were meeting for the
second time, but Yuki didn’t have to know that yet. “Mimi hurt her knees, so I
was tending to them,” Yuki explained.
“Oh my, it looks serious
though.”
“Erm, Jiro, if you don’t mind,
could you guard the door for us outside? I need to talk to Mimi for a bit.”
Jiro widened his eyes in
surprise. “Sure Yuki, I’ll be outside if you need me,” he replied, tip-toeing
his way out. Mimi didn’t really want to be left alone with Yuki, because she
knew the inevitable good-bye would happen. I must not cry, I must not cry, she
repeatedly told herself in her head. Yuki turned to face her, “Mimi... I’m sorry for leaving you like
that in Singapore.”
She looked into his big brown
eyes and she could feel her resolve dissolving. But she knew if she shed tears
now, it’ll be harder for Yuki to leave. “Yuki, you don’t have to apologise. You
know, watching you perform that day, I understand how important you are to some
people, especially to your fans. Just your very presence is enough to make
people happy and believe in themselves. You represent something very important
to them and you can only work hard right now and give your best right now.”
“But I still owe you an
explanation. Actually the real reason why I was in Singapore... Well, it was
sort of a punishment for me. I started going out with a model and the agency
found out about our relationship, so I was, you can say, banished from Tokyo
and future Fire Boys activities till the CEO said otherwise. So I was sent to
Singapore because I had an uncle who lived there.”
“So you broke up with the model
because of the agency’s opposition?”
“Not exactly. She was cheating
on me and so I broke it off with her. She got angry and sent photographs of us
to the CEO and threatened to expose our previous relationship to the media.”
“I see.” Mimi didn’t really
know what to say. Things seemed so complicated.
“I’m sorry I wasn’t honest with
you,” he said. “Mimi...” he started but his mobile phone rang at this moment.
He picked it up and Mimi could hear his manager screaming at him from the other
end.
“Yuki, Kon is looking for you!
Hurry up and get to the stage now! And help me find Jiro too, he
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