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Gay ladies yesss

***

"Hello?”

Oh no . Even her voice sounds pretty. Yachi gulps and nervously refolds the corner of the script in front of her. This is going to be a lot harder than she thought.

“Um, hi!” Yachi says into the phone. “Is this---is this Kiyoko Shimizu?”

“Yes, this is she.”

“Hi!” Yachi says again, then smacks her forehead. She's so glad that Kiyoko can't see her through the phone. “Um, I'm Yachi Hitoka. I'm a video game blogger. I was wondering if you might be interested in an interview?”

“Oh,” says Kiyoko. “I don't normally do interviews….”

“I know!” Yachi says quickly. “You haven't done one since you won that tournament in 2013. Not that I've, um. Well.” Stupid. Stupid stupid stupid! “I just thought, what with the tournament coming up, it might be a good idea to give people an idea who they’re rooting for? And i could come to you, if you want---you wouldn't even have to leave your house!”

“What did you say your name was again?”

“Yachi Hitoka...” she says. She hears some clacking on a keyboard on the other end. Oh no, Kiyoko’s probably trying to block her number, or report her, or call the police---

“Okay.”

Yachi pauses. “What…?”

“I’d love to do an interview with you,” Kiyoko says smoothly. “Which dates are you available?”

“Oh!” Yachi squeaks. Oh. This is happening. She's going to have an interview with Kiyoko Shimizu, her celebrity crush, and she's going to make a complete fool of herself.

Crap.

---

Search History:

Yachi Hitoka

Results:
Video game blogger, independent journalist. Active 2012-present. Featured in E-Sports….

A photo appears on the right side of the screen on the first page of results. The girl is smiling, her eyes bright and full if an enthusiasm Kiyoko hasn’t seen in a long time. She's cute.

Kimono wants to meet her.


---

“So, um,” Yachi begins. She fiddles with her pen, trying desperately not to trip over her own tongue. “How did you get into, um, gaming?”

Kiyoko grins, her smile dazzling. She's even prettier in person, somehow, despite the simple t-shirt and the headset she wears around her neck. Or maybe it’s because of the t-shirt and headset? She seems more approachable, somehow, barefoot and comfortable, and Yachi can barely handle it.

“You wanna know a secret?” Kiyoko says conspiratorially. Yachi nods, not trusting herself to speak. “My first game was Dogz on a DS Lite. I was 8.”

“Really?” says Yachi.

Kiyoko tucks a strand of hair behind her ear, looking almost embarrassed. “Yeah. I got it for my birthday. It's a little silly, isn’t it?”

“No! I mean, a little, but---it was my first game too!” Yachi hurries to say. “I loved that game!”

“Oh,” Kiyoko says. “What a coincidence.”

Yachi almost forgets to take any notes.

---

Yachi almost can't believe it when her cart crosses the finish line before Kiyoko's. She can't believe she's even still at Kiyoko's apartment to begin with; they finished the interview an hour ago, but Yachi hadn't exactly wanted to leave yet, and Kiyoko hadn't exactly been rushing to push her out the door. Yachi managed to get something out about wanting to get some good background things to write about for her piece, and the next thing she knew they were playing Mario Kart. And she won. Yachi almost wonders if Kiyoko let her win.

“Congratulations,” Kiyoko says with a soft smile. Yachi’s heart skips a beat.

“I'm sure it was just luck!” Yachi says. “I probably couldn't do it again.”

“I don't mean to sound self-important, but… not many people beat me, Yachi,” Kiyoko says. “You’re really good.”

Yachi glows under the praise, stammering out a quick “Thank you” while tryijg to hide her blush. She can feel Kiyoko’s eyes on her and it's making her nervous.

“Can I take you to dinner?” Kiyoko asks suddenly. Yachi whips her head up so quickly she probably gives herself whiplash.

“O-Oh!” Yachi stutters. “You mean--- You mean, like, um….”

“A date,” Kiyoko finishes for her. “If you want. I… admit that an interview wasn't the only thing I had in mind when i agreed to interview with you….”

Yachi gulps. “Yes!” She nods her head, probably a little more vigorously than necessary. “I'd love, um, I'd love a date.”

“Great,” Kiyoko smiles. “Is Friday okay? Around the same time?”

“S-Sure!”

“Wonderful,” Kiyoko says. She leans in and places a small, soft kiss on Yachi’s cheek, and Yachi thinks she might die. “I can't wait.”

And neither can Yachi, she thinks. This is the best interview ever.

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