The water falls down my body and onto the tiled floor below me. What with everything going on lately, a cool shower does my body good. But, I've been going through the same routine now for a little over a year. The Yakuza has me doing menial tasks and I'm sick of it. They'd better promote me soon, or I'll freak. Maybe they need to see what I can do. That'll never happen with the jobs they give me now.
Wait...we're getting a new guy and when that happens, the guy that does my job usually gets promoted. So that means that I'll move up!
I turn the water off and step out of the shower. I grab the towel and quickly dry off. I ruffle my hair with it and put it around my waist. I walk out into the studio (type of house he lives in) and pull out some fraying jeans and boxers. I put them on and walk to the large window that looks out onto the Tokyo skyline. What's nice about living in this building is that every room has a different view. The room above me has a higher spread view and the one below me has a lower spread view. The one next to me has a different angle. Everyone's view is somehow different, as it should be.
That can also be interpreted into how humans all have a different point of view. What am I saying? That's retarded. Oh well. "WA!" I scream out. I pull a vibrating cell phone from my pocket. "Yeah?"
"Hi, Sasuke-kun!" I let out a groan in my head.
"S-Sakura-san..."
"I told you that you could call me Sakura-chan."
"I think I'll just call you Sakura-san if you don't mind. Now, what do you want?"
"I was hoping you and I could spend a night together. You know...to let out any...tension you might have." I sigh.
"Sakura-san, you're the Yakuza's resident whore. That's all you're good for. You're like the village bicycle. Everyone's had a ride. I don't want that."
"AH! What?! You think I'm..."
"Yeah, Sakura-san. You went from being my best friend to being something you're not. You fell in with the wrong crowd with me. You can do better for yourself." She sighs.
"I know I can do better, but...something's keeping me from doing so. Oh, I gotta go, Sasuke-kun! Later!" I close the phone and continue looking out at the horizon. Clouds start rolling in. Just great. Just fucking fantastic. Now my plans are ruined. I think as I walk to the couch. The fact of the matter is that I was going to cruise to the ocean for a while. Now that a storm's rolling in, that plan is out the window. Raindrops start to fall onto the window as I lay on my back, staring at the ceiling. I look to the television to find a large rack with CDs. A lot is American music that I have taken an interest in is on the rack.
I sit myself up and look out the window using my forearm as a rest. The rain patters on the window lightly as I sit all the way up to look outside. My home...it's a small home, but I manage because it's generally only me in here. I have no family except for my estranged brother. But, I don't want anything to do with that quack.
My days off are always so long. And today's no different.