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A/N: When I say I'll update fast, I will update fast. I told you I'm gonna update fast, didn't I? You guys didn't believe me did you?-stares hard at the readers- No, you didn't. Ah well, here's the update and the replies.
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"I am sooo not going to a fortune-telling tent ever again!" Fuuko muttered crossly. She just got back in her apartment and was furious. "Kitty! Remind me never to go there again, okay?!" she shot a glare at her three year-old poodle as she lowered and brought the little guy's food to the floor. Ahem, yes, he's a Dog.
The dog stared at her with his round saucer eyes and barked once.
"Good," Fuuko retorted and ruffled the dog's abundant strands of fur. Since the day he was brought there as a birthday present of Raiha, she treasured the dog like it was her baby and actually consults it every single hint of failure in her life, even if all it answers was a bark or a yawn of boredom.
Fuuko went back to the kitchen to make her lunch as well. All the outbursts and tension an hour ago totally made her digestive system wear out and its now haunting her with gurgling sounds of distress. She fixed her ingredients and arranged it beside the sink first. Bringing her index finger and pressed it mildly on her chin, she found out that she haven't actually decided what to cook and thought for a moment.
Her serious face was of concentration and immense thinking about which food would suit her taste in that profane day. But what she remembered, though, was the lustrous flow of silver and the subterranean pools of his sapphire eyes. She shook her head and eventually decided to just heat up the lasagna.
The Settlement
FLASHBACK
""It was as clear as my crystal ball, sweetings. You are meant to be together…It says before this season ends you'll fall in love which each other, get married some time next year and will be blessed with two sons and one daughter," was the clear revelation of the old fortune-teller.
Tokiya heard a loud thump of what sounded like a heavy baggage and dragged his eyes to his side, seeing an unconscious former comrade on the floor. He was intently listening to the old woman that he didn't even realize the one beside him falling until she collapsed on the solid, hard floor to be exact.
He rolled his eyes. How in the world did she manage to stand and keep fighting during the UBS when a foolish and unbelievable prediction can easily get her cataleptic?
"I predicted she's going to faint, too," the woman chuckled calmly and Tokiya didn't fight the urge to glare at her. He kneeled down and carried Fuuko with both arms.
"Obaasan, I don't want to be offensive but I certainly don't believe your unreliable prognosis. This woman here," he grimaced when he realized the word he just called her. " is no way to fall in love with me and neither will I be to her. That idea never crossed my mind and I doubt it crossed hers'," Tokiya didn't wait for a reply as he turned around and headed for the tent's door, the sleeping Fuuko settled on his strong arms.
"I would have believed you, son, if I didn't see the glint of anticipation in your eyes. Excitement, perhaps?"
Tokiya grunted. "Hmp. Of course not." He was not looking back and continued on his pace.
"Someday you'll realize that all I said was true. And when that day comes, I will be there to see you happy…"
The answer was brief but Tokiya knew something within her words sent shivers down his spine.
"Who the hell are you—" his voice died out and his pupils constricted after twisting and finding out that the old woman was gone.
Tokiya stood there, stunned. What the fuck…
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Fuuko was slowly tugging her eyelids up and the first thing she saw was the scowling and thinking face of Mikagami Tokiya. "T-Tokiya?" she yawned and called his name, in case she was dreaming or hallucinating.
His face paled after hearing her called and he twisted uneasily as he tried hard to settle himself on a chair across her. She arched an eyebrow and asked. "What's wrong with you?" she straightened and glanced sideways, personally orienting herself on where they are.
They were inside a coffee shop and in front of her was a cup of cappuccino which she didn't realize to be there until its delicious aroma entered her nostrils. She smiled and excitedly fetched the cup but Tokiya's voice barged in before she could bring her mouth to taste it.
"How could you be so happy after hearing the grandest, craziest prank in your life?" Tokiya, with a sour look on his face, snapped at her.
"What prank?" she looked up, the cup still held near her mouth.
"The fortune-telling," he answered curtly.
As if on cue, Fuuko's cup fell and it shattered in uncountable pieces, startling the occupants of the café. Tokiya grimaced inwardly, anticipating an extra payment for the broken china which he doubt, would be willingly paid by the monkey unless she breaks the waiter's nose first.
Then again, Fuuko was in a frantic state that Tokiya was starting to question himself if this was really his former Hokage mate. She refused to meet his inquiring gaze as she dug something from her purse, a wallet.
"Here," she threw the amount on the table. "Here's my payment for the coffee and the broken cup," she got up and he continued giving her another quizzical look, both for standing and for paying the broken china. And he was more amused on the latter.
"What?!" she finally spat out.
"Get back on the chair," he ordered simply.
"Are you trying to order me Tokiya Mikagami?" she shot a glare at him.
"Sit down, Kirisawa,"
"And you're expecting me to follow you? Why, you're not even my husband yet!" she barked, and when she realized what she just said, she gaped and looked away. "Let me correct that, you are NEVER going to be my husband so stop ordering me around."
As the sudden realization of what she said drawn into him, he blinked in surprise but managed to get his composure earlier than she did. "Just go back on your seat and let's take this as adults," he calmly stated.
"No, Mi-chan, we should not even be seeing each other, much more in this kind of place. We look like we're… dating," she retorted uneasily, still standing across him.
Oh shit, the damn petname. She realized what she just called him and has to gasp again, this time, though; she covered her mouth with both hands.
Tokiya knew something within him has awakened after hearing her calling him in that old petname. "Make more mistakes like that and I'll doubt it that you really don't want to be my wife."
Fuuko deeply pressed her palms over her mouth, her eyes widening.
He mentally frowned at the gesture. She just carelessly hurt his ego by indirectly implying that he was REALLY undesirable.
"Sit," came his firm, commanding word and finally, she followed him.
"I need to ask you, do you believe that 'prediction'?" Tokiya asked after she settled.
She looked at him with a sincere nod. "I've been visiting that fortune-telling tent every year and she had never failed in knowing what the next year would be like for me."
"It must be just a coincident."
"Do you think four years of flawless future-reading is still a coincident?" she glared at him.
Tokiya fell silent.
"How about you? Do you believe her?" Fuuko suddenly asked.
He focused his attention on her and surprisingly, he nodded. Tokiya knew something like that wasn't just an ordinary means of carnival entertainment.
"Someday you'll realize that all I said was true. And when that day comes, I will be there to see you happy…"
The answer was brief but Tokiya knew something within her words sent shivers down his spine.
"Who the hell are you—" his voice died out and his pupils constricted after twisting and finding out that the old woman was gone.
He doubted fortune-tellers know how to disappear like a bubble without a trace. Copperfield can't even do that. Can he? But even if he can, he wasn't a fortune-teller!
"Well then, what do you propose we do? Since you have me sit back in here I'm sure you got something in mind. And I hope it's not a marriage between us," Fuuko continued talking.
"Not even if you make me the President of United States," Tokiya's retort.
"You wish!" Fuuko stuck her tongue out.
"Maybe I should just go back to London, I'll still get a job in there anyway," Tokiya started their civil conversation while seeing her drink the coffee in his cup. "Although I have to admit, I don't really have plans of going back. I miss the life here," he said and snatched the cup from her, drinking the remaining contents in one gulp.
Fuuko pouted then rolled her eyes. "Then don't. I don't wanna be the reason why you're back and leaving again. The others are expecting you in the Hokage reunion this year."
"I haven't told anyone I'm back yet,"
"But I believe you emailed Yanagi and told her that you'll be here this Christmas so they're all expecting you."
"Then just tell them something was up and I have to go back again." He leaned his back on the back of his chair and crossed his arms.
"I told you I don't wanna be the reason why you're leaving again. You are not going back, we should just not see each other and avoid being in touch. And besides, I doubt we'll ever cross paths again anyway, Tokyo is quite a big city. Let's just forget we met and if ever we see each other again, just act as though you don't know me and I'll act the same," her voice was cold and distant, emphasizing finality.
"And the reunion?"
"I wont go. You can go there freely."
"In that case I also don't want to be the reason why you can't go and enjoy with the others. It's better I go back to London, I'll go to buy a ticket and take the first flight tomorrow," he got up, dusted his pants and threw his payment on the table. "For the coffee."
"Did you even hear what I said? I said you're not going back there," she stood up and faced him.
In answer, he shrugged and turned to leave. Fuuko followed him and angrily twisted him around to face her. "We're not through discussing, Tokiya!"
He stared at her and slowly, he stepped forward closer to her.
Fuuko had the urge to jump out but she didn't. Her eyes were defiant and her grip on his arm was forceful.
"Don't try meddling with my plans, monkey, you're not even my wife yet," he said and realized he just made a huge mistake after seeing her blink her eyes thrice, her hand loosening its grasp on his arm.
He knew heat was occupying his cheeks and he shoved his arm away from her grip. Then afterwards, he marched towards the door of the cafeteria, intending never to look back again.
"Tokiya! Come back here!!!" Fuuko cried out and all the people stared wide-eyed on the commotion. He didn't look back and continued exiting.
He was almost to the door when she screamed again.
"I am NEVER going to be your wife!!!"
Everyone's jaw opened but the silverhead was still walking outside.
END OF FLASHBACK
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"The damn jerk," Fuuko cursed and opened the oven after it signaled that the heating was done.
She brought the lasagna on the table and got the spoon from its container when she heard the door opened in the apartment next to hers. Her eyes brightened. New neighbor!
She was excited. Her last neighbor was a college student who had been really nice to her although the girl left 2 months ago after learning that she was pregnant. But during the times they were neighbors, they had been really close and even shared meals together.
Maybe, this one would even be better, she thought.
She rose up and took a spoonful of her food before scrambling towards her door. When she got out, she fixed herself and saw that the door in the next apartment was closed. She neared towards the door and pressed one ear against it, hearing a television sound and a noisy sound of what seemed to be a rushing water on the sink.
Fuuko smiled. She must be cooking! Then she readied herself as she knocked on the door. The running water stopped and Fuuko knew her knock was acknowledged. She suppressed a grin.
In a few moments, the door opened and her jaw dropped shamelessly.
"Monkey," he said, and smirked. "Too much for not seeing each other again, huh?"
It was Tokiya and all his half-naked glory.
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A/N: Wow. I guess I'm beginning to be histrionic, filling up and bottom with author's note! Anyway, chapter done and I hope you like it. The next update will be…uhhmm, next week, let's hope. U guys should have to check fanfic. net all the time coz I might update at least once(or twice) a week since I won't be having a lot of time in January. School sucks.
Grammar errors are my trademark. Get used to it. And oh yea, I hope you review. Thanks!
