The smoke rose slowly almost magically to the roof, lingered there and then suddenly was sucked out of the small window above the door. Kariya sat quietly on the tatami mat floor as she looked into the mirror as applied the white makeup to her caramel skin. She always dreamed of this day but felt that Riku's smoking was tainting it. As she pinned her wavy black hair up with the ivory and jade hair sticks, she heard Riku murmuring to someone on the phone. Kariya bites her tongue as she has vowed not to speak tonight, only smile, but how can she get her message across to Riku.
As her lipstick glides on her full lips smoothly, giving them the illusion of being thinner than they could ever be. She takes one last look at herself in the mirror and can't recognize herself underneath all the makeup. Kariya stands up slowly and smooths her 100% handmade silk kimono. She shuffles to the shoji door and takes a deep breathe and cracks it open. She sees him and watches his reaction to her illusion. It is priceless!
His cigarette falls out of his mouth and scatters ash and flames onto is nude skin. He drops the phone and before Kariya can get her hand out the door to invite him in, he has crashed through the door. All the work Kariya put into the illusion is gone within mere seconds as Riku pounce on her. She falls to the floor and scoots herself and Riku to the futon next to them as he excitedly undresses her. In the heat of the moment, she feels as if she's disgracing the art of geisha by prostituting herself for a couple million yen.
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