Chanel watched as the moon faded into the watery grave called the sea. She watched as fleets of ships left the harbour sailing off to distant lands or chasing a bunch of pirates. What she'd give to leave this town and move to somewhere new, somewhere were nobody knew her. She watched as a ship pulled into the harbour. It wasn't a big ship which meant it wasn't a trading ship. Chanel reached to the side of her and grabbed the slim telescope and extended it to take a peek at the ship. It was old and rustic and appeared to have a hole in the side. Chanel examined the boat where her eye was caught by 5 men standing on the deck. They was all young looking and very unique for example one wore a bandana whilst another had a eye patch. Chanel skimmed each man before gasping slightly. The man at the held with the eye patch had his telescope and was looking straight back at her.
Eduardo watched the small town of Yamato in the darkness lie still. It was such a peaceful town. It was lovely sight to set your eyes upon especially as you was stealing your ship into a empty port. The city was pitch black apart from a room far up on the hill. It had a glass window with a small light shinning through it. Eduardo reached his telescope to have a quick peak at the friendly light. He looked to where he saw a young women about 19 sitting on the ledge looking back straight at him... As soon as eye contact was made the women looked startled and quickly fled the window. Eduardo only caught a glimpse of the blonde women but it was that moment he knew he had to met her.
Chanel felt her heart flutter upon eye contact with this man but quickly moved away from the window to hide. She sighed and looked at the clock on the wall to see what time it was. 6 am, she should probably start getting ready for work. With a sign she pulled her self up and put on her bad maid outsfit. She refused to wear the skimpy outfits others wore,she had more class than that. As mother had always told her, self respect means more to a girl than a cheap flirt. She combed her naturally blonde straight hair and put on her shirt and skirt before lacing up her boots. Whilst looking in the mirror she did notice the amount of weight she'd recently lost, finally she was back in the single digits in stone. Whilst grabbing her bag she ran out of her room and out into the silent streets of Yamato. She'd worked her for a year and it still amazed her how many people would turn up to the bar at such early hours. She wasn't one to judge others but she didn't understand how women shared their body with random men day in and day out. She felt disgust when they turned up in the bar at the same time every morning wearing the same clothes they'd left in but then she would pity them watching them drown their sorrows whilst no one cared to listen to them. However today was different, no lady's of the night or rugged men. It was silent. Chanel hummed away as she stocked up the bar. She loved to sing, in fact she didn't know why she didn't take up a job singing here. The performer they had sang the same old tunes every night before begging for free drinks off every man. Chanel looked at the empty stage and bar whilst an idea struck her. She grabbed her brown coat and ran behind the stage curtain.
Eduardo had had enough of boats and hookers. God he hated it. He leaned over the side of the boat whilst lightning his cigar. He was 25 and ready for something more serious than a one night fling. He hadn't had one in ages but he knew their new adventure would skip land for almost 12 weeks. He hadn't had sex in 12 weeks so another 12 weeks would kill him . He watched the other men crawl back into the cabins but he was too awake to sleep. His mind kept wondering back to the cherry red piped blonde from before and that was when he decided he had to find her. Leaving the ship he walked along the dark street ,rarely bumping into the odd stranger ,to the top of the hill. Unfortunately the light was no longer on meaning he was never sure where the young women lay. Instead of searching he gave up and went into the first bar he found called "Sammy days". It was empty, in fact silent. Eduardo walked in and waited at the bar and was just about to yell for service when...
"you had plenty money, 1922" a voice sang. He turned his head to see a leg poking out of the curtain. He watched as a young female stepped out of the curtain singing her voice out.
"Why don't you do right, like some other men do" she sang. She slowly strutted forward undoing her brown coat and dropping into the floor leaving her in a revealing top and skirt with knee high lace boots. Eduardo felt his jaw drop. It was her. He watched her lean against the wall singing whilst shimmining down it before standing back up again. She clearly hadn't seen him but God she was enchanting to look at. He watched her mesmerised by every step, swing of the hip or lift of the arm. That was when he recognised her face...
As she draw an end to the song she stepped of the stage and posed in a manner that if anyone saw her she'd die of embarrassment. As she held the last night she heard a faint clapping and gathered it was her imagination. But she was startled when a man walked to the stage clapping and leaning against a wooden pillar. It was the man from the boat.
"Hello Chanel" he spoke softly.