It was Christmastime. Yuiko had persuaded me to go Christmas shopping with her. Well, I don't mind, as long as she doesn't make me watch her try on clothes.
"Please, Ritsuka? Please? It will only be like a couple dresses only like 3 or 4. And 5 or 6 pairs of pants…" she droned.
"I don't know… I'm really not into Christmas shopping anyways."
"Please Ritsuka come on chill out be a sixteen year old for once come on just be wild or spontaneous or at least willing to stay and watch me try on clothes." Yuiko said, her eyes pleading
"Well… since I'm not in a rush to get home." Ritsuka frowned, thinking of his mother and her abuse.
"Thank you Ritsuka-kun, I promise it won't be long." Yuiko said while encasing Ritsuka in a bear hug.
I know I'm gonna regret this :P
"only 3 or 4 dresses… sike… its been like 20 dresses and too many pants and tops to count." Ritsuka looked around the store when a trail of golden thread whooshed by. Who was the beauty who belonged to that magnificent head of hair? A voice shook him out of his thoughts…
"Ritsuka- kun? Are you okay?" Yuiko wondered.
"Oh no, I'm fine, yea I'm fine…" Ritsuka trailed off, still dazed by the beautiful hair
"Ritsuka, lets go get some ice cream okay?"
"ummmm, I don't have any mon-
"My treat, you seem a bit distracted." Yuiko smiled.
Good old Yuiko Ritsuka thought. His mind was still plagued by the intoxicatingly beautiful almost sexy hair
"I'd like a rocky road waffle cone, please!" Yuiko said, her tail wagging.
Ritsuka was busy studying the ice cream list, "May I have a vanilla single scoop?"
"Ritsuka finally looked down to the cashier, it was the flaxen haired beauty.
"Hello Ritsuka!" the gorgeous cashier said with a coy smile. "Cone or cup?"
Who was this mysterious man who knew his name?
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