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Ibuki was originally planning on meeting up with Akane to bake some cupcakes in the kitchen;the ultimate gymnast was cartwheeling her way towards Teruteru in order to ask him for the perfect chocolate cupcake recipe when she saw Ibuki on the way and asked her if she wanted to do some baking too.
Of course, Ibuki couldn’t say no to the offer so she agreed, despite her sugar intake being through the roof and Mikan warning her on multiple occasions that “it isn’t healthy for you!!!” And such, but please, who could say no to cupcakes? Especially ones that the ultimate chef himself made? It’s so sad Teruteru was as perverted as he was.
Akane was very pleased with her answer so she told Ibuki to meet up at the kitchen in about 15 minutes. And that was where Ibuki was heading, until she saw a pair of roller skates with bright, neon colors displayed conveniently on the way there.
The roller skates were absolutely mesmerising to her and Ibuki practically drooled once she saw them; they were just her style! So naturally she made her way inside the shop they were show cased in and snatched them up without a second thought.
As shocking as it is, Ibuki actually never owned or tried on roller skates despite her care free nature and willingness to try out anything new. Guess she was just too fascinated with other hobbies, such as skydiving, that the more simpler of activities flew up and over her head.
Excited, Ibuki made her way towards the bench for trying on new shoes and sat on it, grinning impossibly wide as she took off her sneakers and pull on the skates. Slowly standing up, Ibuki realised just how unstable and wobbly she was, immediately stretching her arm out towards the door handle once her legs started shaking.
Despite these set backs, Ibuki was definitely not going to give up yet! She was able to (rather slowly) skate her way towards the outside, where the street was slightly slanted down towards where her original destination was; lucky Ibuki!
Ever so slowly, she stepped down off the pedestrian sidewalk and made her way towards the center of the road. Once positioned neatly in the middle, she pushed her way down and swayed on her merry way.
Ibuki kept her legs as close to each other as possible, since she didn’t want to risk doing the splits accidentally after she slightly unravels her feet into a ‘V’ shape. Her skating couldn’t be stopped now, she just went faster and faster, no sign of slowing down any time soon.
The ultimate musician was enjoying the blow of wind on her face as her speed was accelerating to alarming paces. She didn’t think any thing could go wrong, that is until her skate got caught on a rock and before she could react, Ibuki was quickly tumbling down instead.
Two rolls is all she managed until her body hit an abrupt stop. Groaning in pain, Ibuki picked her head up and slowly got into a sitting position, clutching her knee once it was in arms reach.
Out of all her injuries, her knee definitely hurt the most, pulling her leg towards her stomach, Ibuki slowly moved her hand aside to inspect the cause of her pain. Once in view, she noticed the small bloody trickle of blood flowing down the side of her calf. Well shit, Ibuki scraped her knee.
Nothing much could be done, other than take off the skates and seek out Mikan, or anyone else for that matter, maybe they’d have a bandage she could use.
Pulling off the skates, Ibuki took of the backpack she stored her shoes in, unzipping the biggest compartment and taking out her sneakers. Once she successfully pulled them on, she attempted to get up when suddenly a shriek came from behind her.
Slightly confused, Ibuki peeked behind her, where she saw, her savior, Mikan. It was like seeing an angel ascending from heaven, except this angel has a nurses outfit on and the usual calming expression angels had in all the pictures of them was replaced by one of pure worry.
Mikan rushed over to where Ibuki was sitting, quickly taking in the sight of her scraped knee. Her fretting intensified once she saw just how much blood was being produced from the wound.
“W-what did you d-do!?!?” Mikan exclaimed, immediately placing the first aid kit she was conveniently carrying with her and taking out the contents. She took out a piece of gauze and put it on Ibukis knee, applying firm yet gentle pressure with her hands.
Ibuki beamed “Well my dear friend! Ibuki was on her way to the cafeteria in order to bake cupcakes with Ibukis other dear friend, Akane! When Ibuki noticed a pair of cool looking skates in a store display window!” ,Ibuki ranted as Mikan started wiping the knee with antiseptic wiped in order to clean the, “Ibuki obviously wanted to try skating, so, Ibuki went into the store, took the skates, pit them on and started skating down the road! Ibuki tried stopping once she noticed how fast she was going but it was already to late; the skates hit a rock and Ibuki went flying down the road! That’s how Ibuki got a scrapped knee!”
Mikan frowned while lightly smearing a bit of antibiotic ointment, making Ibuki squirm from the cold feeling. She stared in awe as Mikan professionally finished her medical treatment by pressing a big square gauze pad on. “Wow! Mikans really good at treating Ibuki!”
Mikan blushed two shades red at her statement “I-I-It’s my job…anyone could’ve done it…” “Nonsense!!” Mikan slightly jumped at Ibukis sudden outburst “Mikan should be proud about being able to do something so difficult! But…Ibuki thinks Mikan is forgetting something!!” Mikan’s brows furrowed in concern, her eyes scanning the rest of Ibukis body, searching for any injuries she could’ve missed.
“A-are you s-still hurt, Ibuki!? W-Where??” Ibuki smiled at Mikans worry, but what Mikan forgot wasn’t anything like that. “Mikan forgot to give Ibuki a healing kiss of course!” Mikan suddenly stopped her inspection, looking at Ibuki caught off guard instead.
“W-what??” “Mikan forgot-“ “yes-s, i understood that p-part, but heal-l-ing kisses don’t wo-ork” Ibuki pouted “Of course they do! Mikan!!!!” ,She whined, “Ibuki won’t get better if Mikan doesn’t give her a healing kiss! Do you not want Ibuki to heal?? You’re so cruel!!”
Mikan stared at her slightly baffled for three seconds longer, before she sighed and finally caved in; parting Ibukis hair in order to give her a small peck on the forehead. Pulling back, Mikan blushed, “happy?”
Ibuki smiled wide, “very much!” And proceeded to hug the soul out of Mikan.