Tomorrow came like a breath of fresh air. Shisui found himself enjoying his morning yoga class. The candles, the people, the professor, and especially the relaxation. There was nothing like getting all stretched out and relaxed.
"Take a deep breath, and close your eyes..." The teacher, a purple headed woman named Anko, said.
Most of the guys in class were probably taking this time to look at her breast. Shisui had heard a lot of the guys talking not so christ like about Anko's rack. Was it impressive? Shisui wouldn't know. He hadn't taken a glance at it.
"Alright. Switch…" As if on cue, everyone in class falls into child's pose. "Keep breathing. Keep breathing." One would think that it would obvious to keep breathing in a yoga class, but there have been plenty of people that forget. Just last week some girl passed out. "Alright that's all for today."
Shisui sighed. That was it? An hour flew by so fast when one was having a good time.
"I'll see you all tomorrow." Anko smiled, and everyone in the class began gathering their things.
After class, Shisui was greeted by Itachi who also took the class. He normally set up his mat far away from Shisui saying "I need this hour to relax, don't take it personal." Of course Shisui did take it personal.
"Do you feel any different?" Shisui asked Itachi as they walked out of the Yoga studio.
"Yeah. Relaxed. So now I'm sure I can go home and crank that business writing paper out." Itachi said.
"It's always work with you, eh?" Shisui fished into his pocket for his car-remote. "You know if you'd come out with me tonight-"
"You asked me last night and the answer is still the same." Shisui opened the door, and the younger Uchiha got into the car. "Besides. I wouldn't want to disturb my roommate by coming home extremely late and loud on a school night."
"Your roommate is Deidara!" Shisui cackled, as he started the engine.
"I'm considerate." With Shisui's cousin, there was always some excuse not to have fun. Itachi was barely familiar with the couches in the living room, that's how little he left his room.
"Like I said, you'll end up like Mei Terumi, and I'm just saying no one wants to end up like Mei Terumi." Shisui turned the music up a little. "I love this song. Have you heard it?"
Itachi frowned, taking a closer listen of the pop song. "No. I have not. What is this?"
"I honestly don't know. It's like bubble gum pop spirit goodness." Shisui laughed. "I'm so hungry. You want something from that burger joint up the street."
"We just got out of yoga?" Itachi shrugged.
"Yeah, but Kisame works there and we can get a discount." Shisui sighed. "And they have the best chocolate brownies."
"I didn't know your roommate worked there?" Itachi turned to look out the window.
"Yeah. He's been there since the beginning of the this month. He told me to stop by anytime he was there and he'd get us taken care of." Shisui said.
"Well it's cheap. I guess we can go." Shisui smiled at his cousin, who rolled his eyes in return.
"This is a start Itachi. Pretty soon you're gonna wanna go to parties and date!" Shisui exclaimed.
"Exciting." Itachi groaned.
After a few more moments of banter, where Shisui talked about Itachi's hair and Itachi talked about Shisui's breath, they arrived at the restaurant. It was a small dinner with the name "Karatachi" on the front.
"Have you been here before?" Itachi asked.
"Yeah. Me and Kisame loved this spot last year." Kisame loved any place that dared put seafood in between two buns.
"They have burgers and what else?"
"Everything under the sun." Shisui smiled. "Especially brownies. I love brownies." Their brownies were so soft and in the center surprisingly filled with fudge. Every time Shisui thought about it, his mouth dripped with anticipation. "I haven't had one in two days." Kisame had brought him one home from work two days ago.
"Alright. C'mon. Let's try this brownie." Itachi chuckled as they got out of the car.
Shisui races into the doors and smiles when he reaches the hostess, a blonde lady wearing a worn smile. Before she can even get a hello out, Shisui bombards her with "Table for two. And we're doing alright. Do you have anymore brownies?"
"Yes. They're made fresh," she said.
"Thank you," Shisui stared at her name tag. "Samui."
"Yes. That's my name." She smiles. "Right this way."
"You'll have to excuse him. He's very excited about the brownie." Itachi said, as she escorted them to the table. It was a booth next to a window' where they could see Shisui's car. Anything else wasn't much of a view, save for the outline of the grocery store and movies across the street.
"Is Kisame here?" Shisui asked.
Samui nods.
"Okay. We want Kisame. We love Kisame." Shisui said.
"I think this is his section." Samui said. "Wow it's not everyday that someone comes in and wants Kisame."
"Well we don't want him. We need him." Shisui laughed.
"He's the roommate of my cousin." Itachi explained. "So Shisui is excited to see his roommate in action."
"Alright. I'll let him know." And with that, the blonde woman walked away from the table.
"Shisui you're really starting to overwhelm everyone." Itachi picked up his menu.
"Sorry. I'm excited." Shisui smiled. "This is the first time my roommate is going to serve us. We're gonna leave him a big tip and we're gonna get some free food." Shisui would even be excited for the opening of a paper bag. He loved anything and everything. He wanted to touch anything and everything. He'd been told once or twice that he had something of an obsessive personality, but was that really a bad thing?
"I'm sure he'll be delighted, Shisui." Itachi said.
After a few moments of looking over the menu, the twosome was joined by a tall drink of water, Kisame. Kisame had the build of a football quarterback and the height of a star basketball player. He towered over most people and was very intimidating at first glance. After getting to know said man, he's actually very sweet. He was Shisui's closest friend on campus.
"So I heard you were getting on Samui's nerves." Kisame chuckled.
"Yeah. She didn't understand that we wanted Kisame." Shisui laughed.
"She thought maybe you were my lover or something. She said she'd never, in her year in a half of being here, seen someone ask for a server by name-"
"I'm sure she was shocked is all. She probably didn't think Shisui was your lover." Itachi shrugged.
"Yeah. How are you Itachi?"
"I'm fine. We just came from Yoga."
"I love yoga." Kisame said. "I wish I could do more of it, if I wasn't stuck here."
"Well on your day off, you should come with us." Shisui offered. "I started going a month ago, when you left me and my week nights were open, and I got Itachi into it. He loves it now. He ask to go by name."
"Really?" Kisame smiled. "I never took you as the type to do yoga?"
"It helps me write papers." Itachi explained.
"Always work with you." Kisame shrugged.
"I can sleep when I'm dead." Itachi said. Was Itachi ever going to go out and have fun with anyone? The answer was no. Shisui adored his cousin, but he was a party pooper and a stick in the mud. Shisui just wanted him to loosen up and have some fun. Maybe find someone to make out with instead of writing papers that are due in three weeks.
"Well you're talking to Itachi. He writes three drafts of a paper before turning it in." Shisui offered.
"Really?" Kisame laughed. "I wish I had your work ethic."
"I mean that's how I got valedictorian." Kisame and Itachi discussed Itachi's amazing grades, while Shisui studied the restaurant. It was like a diner and a family restaurant had a baby. The walls were coated in a dandelion color and the floor was covered with a yellowish-brown carpet. The carpet itself was very hard and rough, probably for easy clean up.
Then came the patrons. Mostly people were hear with their families. It was a Wednesday night of course so the place wasn't packed. There had to be at least thirteen people in this restaurant. Then Shisui's eye caught a brunette in the corner, tapping away on his phone. His face wore a snarl. That was the guy from class. "Omg look! There's our group member." Itachi and Kisame turned to see Utakata all alone on his phone with a drink that looked like lemonade place with no straw in it. "He's so alone."
"Maybe he's waiting on someone." Itachi assumed.
"Maybe we should ask him to join us?" Both Kisame and Itachi turned to look at Shisui like he'd gone mad.
"I mean he's a cool guy from what I gathered, but I don't think he wants to be friends with you." Itachi stated.
"How do you know?"
"I can tell from the way he ignored you yesterday, and his body language seemed uninterested." Itachi stated.
"That's how all friendships start! I know deep down he just has been hurt by a long line of friends and just needs me to make everything alright." Shisui said. "He has never seen or had a friend like me. Kisame, before me, have you ever had a friend that was as great as me?"
"No. There none quite like you. You're special in your own way." Kisame replied.
"Precisely. Now Itachi back up and let the master show you how it's done." Shisui smiled and strutted across the restaurant with one objective; Convince Utakata to sit with them. Of course friendship would come in time, but making the loner comfortable was of most importance. "Hey good lookin."
Shisui was greeted with a face of confusion from the loner, and Shisui returned one his famous smiles.
"I was joking. Heh! How are you?" Shisui didn't get an answer. "Are you thinking about that project that we have in class? Did you have an idea?" Shisui had thought about that project all last night. He couldn't come up with a single product that would be perfect.
"No. I haven't given it a second thought." Utakata didn't even look up from his phone.
"Why don't you come sit over with me and my brother, I mean cousin. Heh." Shisui laughed. "I've been so confused today. God Wednesdays are always rough."
"Hn." Utakata grunted. Shisui wondered was the young man happy about his presence? He should be. He was sitting alone at a table for two.
"Are you waiting for someone?"
"No. Utakata replied.
"Wow. What a sad thing. Going to eat by yourself. I can't imagine coming to a restaurant, like this one, and eating alone. The atmosphere practically begs for company."
"No. It's not that bad." Utakata shrugged. "It's actually very relaxing and I'd like to return-"
"Come sit with me and my brother-cousin person." Shisui interjected, jokingly. "It could be fun, you know. Just sitting talking. Getting to know each other. Working with people you know increases chances of getting a higher a grad, a new study shows."
"I haven't heard of that study."
"Yeah. I made it up." Shisui chuckled. He was always told since he was a young man that he could charm the water out of a cactus.
"I see. Honestly I just want to be alone. Is that too much to ask?"
"I just can't bear to see you alone by yourself. Please come sit with us." Shisui said.
"No."
"Alright." Shisui sighed. "Well some other time then I guess." Shisui decided it was best not to continue on the forcing. He will convince Utakata to be his friend in time. He just needed to lay the groundwork. He was not the type of person one could win through pure determination and force. He needed a plan. "Well I'll see you in class tomorrow, yes?"
"Yeah." Utakata got up.
"Where are you going?" Shisui said.
"This place is too crowded." Utakata pulled out his wallet and was looking for some money. "Darn."
"Oh I got your drink. It's on me."
"Why?" Utakata looked at him confused.
"Just being nice." Shisui smiled. "Don't mind it."
"Thanks." Utakata walked away from Shisui and out the door.
With a smile, Shisui returned to his seat. Itachi was there sitting, and Kisame had gone.
"How did your plan go?" Itachi asked.
"It went as any first plan without preparation goes." Shisui shrugged. "It was a complete failure, but by the end of this semester Itachi, he'll be our best friend. We'll be like the Heathers."
"I hope not."
"Lighten up. I was joking." Shisui smiled. "Besides now I have something to do. I'm going to befriend him."
"I don't think that's a good idea." Itachi fiddled with his straw confused.
"It is Itachi. You'll see."
"How are you going to do that?"
"I'm going to aggressively befriend him!" Shisui declared with hearty laughter.
"How vague…"