For the following week, Len and Gumi did nothing but come up with and write down ideas on how to ruin the date Rin and Miku had with each other. Len was pretty sure that the other boy's hand would've fallen off from all that writing, but he just kept on constantly moving it and demanding for more notes.
Eventually, he started noticing the gradually darkening bags that had appeared under Gumi's eyes. It seemed like he was staying up all night just to think up some ideas. Not only was he writing non-stop, but he had told Len that he could hardly wait for the weekend to come. He wanted to seperate the two girls as soon as possible, and had stayed up lots of nights just thinking about it. This had worried Len quite a bit, and he told the older boy that he had better get some sleep. But Gumi didn't listen.
By the time it was Saturday, the dark bags under his eyes were extremely noticable. Sometimes, while they were talking, Gumi would suddenly close his eyes and start to doze off before coming back to his senses. Every time, he pretended that it didn't happen, but Len noticed. And every time it did occur, the blonde's concern increased. Would they really be able to execute the plan? Would Gumi be able to do anything at all? He hoped the older boy would be able to at least stay awake, otherwise all their hard work would be for nothing...
It was Saturday today, and Len woke up at six o'clock. If he was going to be dragged out of his house early, he might as well have been prepared for it. He wasn't going to let Gumi surprise wake him up at eight again.
Getting out of bed, he scrambled over to the closet and took out his clothes, slipping off his pajamas and changing into them. After changing, he hastily ran over to the bathroom and started brushing his teeth. He did this all quickly, as he wanted to be completely ready when Gumi called him. The older boy usually called him by eight or nine o'clock, so he would definitely be ready by then.
Quickly splashing his face with water and drying it, he made his way downstairs. It was only 6:10 am, so both of his parents were still asleep. None of them were early birds, especially on the weekend.
He prepared breakfast himself, which consisted of buttered toast and milk. He didn't feel like taking the time to make an extravagant meal, and throwing bread into a toaster was easy enough.
Hearing the ding of the toaster, he took the newly toasted bread out and spreaded butter on it. He put it on a plate and brought his glass of milk with him to the dining table. Taking this time to check the clock, he took out his cell phone and looked at the time. 6:40.
Huh, it's still really early. I have more than enough time. Maybe I should've woken up at seven instead...
Deciding to take his time eating breakfast, he sat there and slowly nibbled on his toast. Knowing that his mother usually woke up at seven, he ate a little more quickly so he could clean up after himself.
He finished up his breakfast and brought the plate and glass over to the sink. Turning on the water, he washed and dried the dishes. Once he was done, he took his cell phone and walked over to the living room, sitting on the couch. He checked the time again. 7:00.
"Oh, good morning Len. You're already awake?" The sound of his mother's voice broke through the silence.
"Good morning mom. Yea, I'm awake."
"Why are you up so early? Usually you'd still be asleep right now..." His mother tilted her head, questioning her son. "If I knew you were going to be awake this early, I would've woken up earlier to make you breakfast."
"No it's fine mom, I made breakfast myself." He wasn't sure what to say about her earlier question, so he just spewed out the first thing that came to mind. "And, um, I woke up early to do something important." Well, that was the truth. More or less. "So I'll be going out later. Is that ok?"
"Hm? Sure, just don't be out for too long." She seemingly let him go and turned to walk to the kitchen.
Sighing, he sank back down to his seat and scrolled through his phone, looking for any fun games to play. He spent the next hour just looking through his phone and picking up some old save files from his apps, as per usual.
Finally, at eight o'clock, he looked at the time and noted that Gumi hadn't called him yet.
That should be fine though, since he usually calls at around nine. I'll wait another hour for him.
Getting tired of playing on his phone, he went upstairs to his room and went through the pile of manga beside his bed. He never read stuff like ecchi or hentai. Oh no, Len was too innocent for that. He usually liked comedy or action manga.
Throughout the time he spent reading, he occasionally checked his phone for the time. At 8:10, he wasn't bothered. At 8:30, he started feeling a bit worried. By 9:00, he was surprised Gumi hadn't called him by now.
Well, if he hasn't called me then maybe I should.
Picking up his phone, he went to Gumi's phone number and pressed call. He waited for him to pick up, but every time he tried to, it always brought him to the automatic voice mail message. Apparently he had costumized his voice mail message. It went a little something like this:
Oh hello, my lovely lady. I am so sorry you can not get in touch with me, and I promise I will redeem myself the next time I meet you! But for now, if you would be ever so kind as to leave a voice mail for me, I shall call you later. Au revoir, Mademoiselle.
He outwardly rolled his eyes. Not everyone who calls you is a girl, you know. Some guys probably call you too. Like me, for instance... Pick up your phone already!
Oh great. Gumi had invaded his personal life so much, that now he was talking to him in his mind, even when he wasn't there!
The boy had been trying to call him for the past ten minutes, but the stupid green-haired idiot just wasn't picking up.
Alright, that's it. I'm coming over to his house myself!
Putting his phone into his pocket, he went downstairs and grabbed his coat.
"Mom, Dad, I'm going out now!" He yelled out to his parents while he scrambled to put his shoes on.
"Ah, alright! Have fun!" His mother answered back.
Putting on his shoes, he burst through the door and made his way to Gumi's house.
After Len shut the door, his mother started talking to her husband. "He's been out of the house a lot more lately, hasn't he?"
"Now that you mention it, yea."
"I wonder if he has a friend now..." The woman thought out loud. Then, another idea crossed her mind. "Or, hehe, maybe he has a girlfriend!"
"Well, it's about time." The older man grunted. "He's been acting like he's seeing someone too."
"Aww, my little Lenny is growing up!"
Len, oblivious to the conversation going on about him back at home, walked over to Gumi's house without trouble. Sometime during the week he had subconciously memorized the way to his house. It wasn't like he needed to, but maybe it could be useful.
Making his way to the rather large house, he started wondering why Gumi wouldn't answer his phone.
It probably has something to do with how tired he's been lately...
It was true that the older boy had been looking and feeling really out of it for the past week. Maybe, he was sick and finally crashed. If that was the case, then they would have to cancel the plan!
Oh no, I really hope that's not what happened. We might never get a chance like this again! I also don't want to go through last week again... He shivered. Thinking about it made him do that.
Arriving at Gumi's house, he walked over to the door and rang the doorbell. When no one answered, he slowly put his hand on the doorknob and twisted it. To his surprise, it was unlocked. It was at that moment when he realized that Gumi's parents weren't home.
Is he always alone here? Every time I come, his parents are never home...
Shrugging off the slightly concerning thought, he loudly ran upstairs and opened the door to Gumi's room.
On the bed, the green-haired boy was tucked under the covers. He had his head resting on the pillow, and some balled up tissues were scattered on the floor. His hair looked like a mess.
"...Mmh? Oh, hi Len." He rolled over to face the wall and coughed. His voice sounded more nasally than usual.
"Why didn't you answer your phone? I called you a lot of times."
"Well, that's because-" He interrupted himself with a couple of more coughs. "It was turned off. I didn't want anyone to bother me while I was sleeping. Why are you here so early anyway?"
"Early?" Len was confused. "It's 9:20. It's not that early."
"O-oh." Gumi sat up, and looked over to the mirror on his dresser. "...I look horrible."
The blonde wisely chose not to say anything. He agreed that he did look horrible, but he didn't want to provoke him.
"Can you step out for a second? I need to get changed. We're gonna do the plan today."
"Eh? But you're sick!" He tried to protest.
"I'm not sick!" Gumi stood up straight and walked around for emphasis. "See, I'm perfectly fi-" He threw himself into another coughing fit.
"See, you keep coughing! You are sick!"
"Ok fine, maybe I have a slight coughing problem. But that's not gonna change anything! We might never get a chance like this ever again!"
Gumi was right. They might just have to wait for a while if they skipped this week. They had taken so much time planning it out exactly, that neither of them wanted to go through it again. Len especially.
"...If you say so. You're sure you'll be ok?"
"Yes! Now get out!"
Gumi had somehow found the strength to push Len out of the room and close the door.
"Geez, I was gonna get out myself..."
After about fifteen minutes, Gumi emerged out of the room looking much better than he had been before. Len noted that he had a private bathroom attached to his bedroom.
"Alright, I'm done. Do you know what time it is?"
He pulled out his cell phone, checking the time. "9:35..."
"The date starts at one, so we have lots of time to go over the plan. Lets go downstairs."
Len inwardly groaned. If only he had remembered that the date wasn't until one o'clock, then maybe he could've had more time to himself!
Actually, maybe I can reverse this...
Putting his hand on the other boy's shoulder to stop him from going downstairs, he asked him, "H-hey, Gumi. I already went through the plan myself at home before I got here, so how about we do something else?"
"Hm, that's ok, but what?"
"Umm..." Now that he asked him that, he wasn't sure what to do. He just didn't want to go through the plans again. In his opinion, that was the most boring thing ever.
"How about we go outside? Just walk around and find something to do?"
"Eh?" Gumi was taken a bit by surprise. During the whole time him and Len had been talking to one another, they never really went out together just for fun. It was always for some kind of reason, like coming up with more ideas to break Rin apart from her girlfriend, or anything else related to that. For the first time, he realized how much time they've really been spending together. "Sure, I guess." It wouldn't hurt to just walk around and not worry about his love life. If only for a couple of hours.
"Great, then let's go!" Len quietly let out a sigh of relief. He wasn't sure what they would do once they got outside, but he wouldn't have to spend three more hours just sitting there and exhausting his brain power, so that was good enough for him.
Making their way outside, they walked straight ahead. Without even realizing it, they were heading towards downtown.
"Hey, this is convenient. This is where Rin and Hatsune-san are going to go on their date." Gumi spoke.
"Yea, but it's still not time. Let's find something else to do!" Len was slightly frustrated that he was still thinking about the plan. If even for an hour, he would've liked to forget about it.
They kept walking around together, looking around the bustling streets for something, anything to do. Finally, Len spotted a familiar arcade just across the street. It looked like it was pretty busy in there, some people going in with their family and friends.
"How about we go in there?" He pointed over to the building.
"An arcade? Sure."
Len was slightly surprised that he agreed so quickly, but he wasn't about to question it. They waited for a couple of cars to zoom past before crossing the street and entering the arcade.
Inside, were a whole bunch of game consoles and machines. The flashy lights from above and underneath illuminated the whole room, making it all different kinds of blue, purple and a whole bunch of other colours. There were people of all ages scattered around the place, playing some games with either solo or multiplayer.
There was a token machine near the front, and they both walked to it.
Luckily, I remembered my wallet this time.
He put in 200 yen for eight tokens, and waited for Gumi to get his own tokens.
"Have you been here before?" Gumi suddenly asked him, while he was slipping in the yen.
"Yea, lots of times. I'm pretty good at playing them, if you ask me." He boasted. It was really the only thing he could be proud about. He did like games, after all. "Have you been to an arcade before?" He decided to ask him. Of course he probably had been to one, but he didn't have anything else to say.
"Wait, what?!" His face contorted into that of shock. He was surprised to find that Gumi had never been to an arcade, even once in his life! "B-but, haven't you gone with your friends before?" He was so popular, so he had tons of friends he could hang out with. The older boy was probably just messing with him.
Instead of answering, Gumi just turned his head away and took the tokens from the machine. He walked off to another direction, leaving Len behind.
"Wha- hey, answer my question!" The blonde took off after him.
When he finally reached to where he was standing, Len found that Gumi was in front of a game machine. He recognized it as a game he played quite often when he went here, Galaxy Hero.
The game objective was quite simple, really. You were a spaceship in space, and you had to shoot aliens. You use the controls to move around and shoot laser beams, and it gets increasingly harder with each passing level. So far, Len had the top high score for that game.
"Oh, are you interested in this? I can show you how to play."
"No, it's fine. I can probably figure it out on my own." Gumi declined and slipped two tokens into the slot.
Getting ready for action, the game started and he began to play. Len was taken aback by how surprisingly good he was, especially for a first timer. His hands were incredibly skilled; he quickly moved the controller around like putty in his hands and all the aliens almost immediately vanished after the first level.
For the rest of the levels, he continued to keep his pace with only a slight fumble here and there. Eventually, he made it to level 9, just below Len's high score.
Len started panicking. He had kept his score for so long, and now a newbie was going to beat him?! He wasn't about to let that happen!
Picking up his tokens, he walked over to the game machine beside him and put in two tokens. He noticed that Gumi had already lost, and had beaten Len just by a hair for the top score.
After he had lost, the top ten scores were displayed on the screen.
"Oh Len, you have the high score?"
"I used to..." He muttered out through clenched teeth.
"Hm... This game is pretty amusing." Gumi ignored his apparent anger and slipped in two more tokens. "Alright, I'll beat my top score this time!"
"Eh, no way! I won't let you!" Len sprang up from his depression and pressed start. They both got ready, and started to kill the aliens. Both of them were quite talented, and one could even say that Gumi, the newbie, was better than Len.
They played until all of their tokens were gone. The resulting score was a tie.
"T-that was... intense." Len panted out. Since he had been staring at a screen for so long, his eyes were hurting. His arms also ached from moving so quickly.
"Yea..." Gumi was equally as tired. "Do you know what time it is?"
"Let me check." He pulled out his phone and opened it. "12:40... Wow, we've been here for a while!"
"Almost time for the date. Ok, let's go." Gumi started to make his way to the door, before collapsing onto the floor.
"Gumi!" Len ran over to him and kneeled down. "You okay?"
Before answering, he coughed a bit into his arm. "Ah... ugh, yea I'm fine."
"You're not ok! We need to get you home!" Len knew they would miss the date, but all he could think about at this point was the other boy's well being. He reached an arm around his shoulders to help him up.
"No!" He shrugged the younger boy's arm off of him. "No. I'll be fine. The date's in twenty minutes, I can't back down now."
"No buts. Come on, let's go to the Owl Cafe."
Gumi began walking towards the door. Len reluctantly trailed behind, wearing an expression filled with concern.
"Ok, whatever you say. I'll believe you..." But truthfully, he didn't.