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Chapter 2
Slurp. Slurrrp. Slurppp
"Sora…"
Slurrrp.
"Soraa…"
Sluuuuuuuuuuuurrrrpppppp
"Oi baka!"
WACK
"OW what'd I do?" The red head complained as she rubbed her sore head. Small tears built up along the rim of her eyes. "That really hurt, you know."
"Whatever, you were making too loud of slurping noises," replied the raven haired girl with glasses that sat next to the energetic girl. The more mature girl took small sips of her tea while her company was blowing on the hot chocolate she had gotten still with tears in her eyes.
"You're so cruel, Tsuki," Sora whined still silently blowing on the hot chocolate with a cute childish pouty face.
The thing was that the two long time friends were not alone; in fact, Sora had invited the third to come along for some drinks, since Sora was never that big of a fan of tea. The blond hasn't said much since she got there, though; she was more amused with watching the two friends bicker. She could tell just by the way they talked to each other that there were one-sided feelings and she could guess which one had gotten the rough end.
Soon they were done their drinks and the waitress came over to them. The girl was pretty cute, Sora thought so at least. She had red-orange eyes and dark brown, almost black hair, but the hair style was one of the most eye-catching things about the girl. If you just glanced at her you would've thought she had short hair, but the truth was that her hair was mostly short but had two twin braids that cascaded down the girl's back.
"Would you like anything else?" asked the red eyed waitress.
"Ooo I'll take some cake, a few dumplings, and chocolate brownies," Sora said with her mind on sweet treats. Koharu giggled at the childish cuteness and Tsuki just shook her head at Sora's behavior. Honestly, who couldn't see where Sora was coming from, I mean, come on, that's tasty stuff right there!
The waitress sweet dropped but bowed before going on her way to retrieve the snacks.
"Could you be any more childish, baka?" The words stuck through the red-head. The dark haired girl could be so cruel to Sora; the cruel words made Sora's belly hurt, and sometimes actually made Sora feel bad.
"Oh come on, Tsuki-san, you got to think it's at least a little adorable how she can act so simplemindedly," Koharu stated to stand up for her savior; although, Sora didn't know if she should be happy with the statement or feel slightly insulted.
"There's nothing cute about an 18 year old acting like she's 8," coolly stated Tsuki. Small beads of sweat formed on Sora's forehead because of how Tsuki thought of her.
Koharu decided it was time for a conversation change. "So… Sora, why do you tie your hair back with such a long ribbon?" This question caused the taller girl to smile brightly, but before she can answer she heard voices that made her look behind her.
"Hey there, where you going, sweet thang," slurred a man in a greasy denim outfit with the sleeves ripped off to show his arm muscles. He was around other tough looking guys, probably all a little tipsy from a bar or something. They were making catcalls toward the waitress girl from earlier, the one carrying Sora's treats.
Sora saw the waitress got yanked back as she accidentally spilt the tray's contents on the ground. "Ahh!" The dark haired twin braid girl stumbled back as she felt the yank on her braid causing her to stumble back and felt a strong thick arm behind her waist, which wasn't very comfortable.
"Ahh sorry," mumbled the waitress, even though it wasn't her fault. While she bent over to pick up the mess that was caused the man tried to take advantage and went to go feel up her ass. Just before his hand could make contract there was a firm hold on his wrist causing him to look up at shock to see a tall girl glaring down at him. Sora's blue eyes were fierce and pierced right through the man, in fact, if he wasn't so keen on acting tough, it could've caused shivers to run down his body with the pure intensity of the glare, not to mention the icy chill that came with it.
"Don't you owe someone an apology," coldly stated Sora. The thing that chilled the man most was that it wasn't a question; it was a command that he knew he should obey, and would logically if he weren't around friends who thought of him as tough.
".. Like I would apologize for her clumsiness," mumbled the guy. Suddenly his mumble became a groan of pain as the scarlet haired girl tightened her grip on his wrist.
"Wrong answer." Blue eyes turned to ice as she started slowly twisting the man's wrist until he begged her to stop.
"I-I-I'm so-sorry I w-won't do such a thing again… no p-please let me go," begged the pathetic man. Sora complied happily after she got the sorry out of him and smiled bubbly.
"Now that wasn't so hard, was it?" Sora smiled brightly causing the men at the table to shudder at the strange sudden change of mood within the girl. Turning her attention away from the somewhat terrified men, Sora knelt down to help the waitress pick up the spilt food.
"No you don't have to… Sorry for spilling your deserts," the waitress quickly apologized after realizing it was the girl whose food was knocked out of her hands.
Sora smiled at the girl, "Nah, it's no problem, it was those guys fault anyway," Sora paused to give a glare at the guys before the group decided it would be in their best interest to leave. "So what's your name?"
"I'm Yuki and your name is?"
"Ahh my bad I forgot to say mine first," Sora laughed nervously for a moment, "I'm Himoto Sora, and I won't let bad guys like that try something bad to you ever again." Sora proclaimed happily pointing her thumb towards her big toothy smile with a wink.
After helping the girl pick up and put things away Sora invited Yuki to hang out with them, but the girl politely refused saying she had to work.
"Well then, let's swap numbers," Sora said happily already grapping the pen in Yuki's hand and starting to write her own number on a napkin while leaning over the table-from being tall for a girl. While Sora was bending down a few guys, and girls, had a glance at her thin frame, in envy or lust, but either way, neither sides wanted to make the wrong move or say the wrong thing near scarlet knight.
Even Koharu and Yuki were scanning Sora's nice body a bit. Who would've guessed that such an athletic tomboy would be wearing tight really short shorts and long white socks that go up over her knees? Let's face it, Sora is a good view.
After handing the napkin over to Yuki Sora spoke up, "Now, write your number on my wrist… or just text me and I'll save it." The tall girl's smile was wide and bright.
After the exchange Sora walked back over to her group and waited for new drinks instead of the treats that got accidentally dumped onto the floor.
"You're going to keep making enemies if you keep doing that, you stupid idiot," Tsuki stated icily as her words struck through her athletic friend.
"T-Tsuki-san, don't be so cruel to Sora-Sama," The blond pleaded with the cold girl as she sweat-dropped looking at Sora's suddenly down casted look.
Quickly cheering up, Sora smiled brightly, "Nah, it's okay; Tsuki's always been a bit cruel, right?"
"Yeah, whatever," muttered Tsuki, not really paying attention.
Koharu sweat-dropped and was going to add a comment when the alarm on her cell-phone went off.
"Oh, I got to go, you know, I got to go shopping for college books." Koharu bowed and left the two, when Tsuki decided that she should go and do the same.
"Hey, Dad, I'm home!" Sora called once she entered the door. She dropped her bag to the ground; it's not a purse, mind you, Sora would never be caught dead with something like that, it's more of a backpack.
"Did you have a good time at lunch?"
"hm? Yeah I made a new friend," Sora said now in the kitchen digging in the refrigerator. After grabbing a cold soda Sora turned to see her father sitting at the table reading a book. He's a handsome man with messy dark brown hair, dark blue eyes, and bangs over his eyes and a small pony tail at the back of his head. He was wearing a button-up blue shirt and black pants.
"Another one? Already? Let me guess, another girl?" asked the dad.
The red-head shuffled her feet a bit, feeling a bit shy. "Well… yeah, you know how these type of things happen to me." A sly smile played across the girl's lips. "I have that instinct, ya' know?"
The brunette chuckled. "Yeah, you have a way with the ladies, just like I did when I was younger. That's my girl." He stood up, hugged his daughter and then ruffled up her hair.
Sora giggled, "Thanks, Dad." Sora smiled brightly up at her tall father. She may not have his looks, for the most part, but she most definitely was handsome like him.
A frown graced his lips. "You still wear that ribbon that Tsuki gave you?" He asked as he held one of the ends of her ribbon.
Sora shuffled awkwardly this time biting her lips a bit. She really didn't like this topic with her dad, not that she didn't like her dad knowing about her sexuality, in fact it's the opposite, she tells her dad everything, and her whole family knows about her sexuality; her mother knows, her older brother, and little brother know about it too.
"Yeah… I do…" She still felt awkward.
He sighed and dropped it. "I wish you could move on from her. She had her chance all those years to return your feelings. You're only going to get hurt if you don't move on from her."
"I know… and I try to, but she's the first girl I ever liked, Dad, I wish I could just get over her…" Sora looked down with pain filled eyes. Feeling bad for his words her dad took her into his arms.
"Look, I'm sorry, I just don't want to see you keep hurting yourself chasing after her. The best way to get over her, though, is to move on."
Sora scrunched up her lips in thought. It seems impossible to move on from her best friend, I mean, it's been a long time since she tried to. Maybe it was time to give up? Wait, that doesn't seem right. Himoto Sora, the stubborn-slightly dimwitted-self proclaimed knight, give up? It's unheard of, she never gave up before; she wouldn't plan to do that now.
"I know you just want me happy, but I can handle myself, Daddy," Sora smiled brightly, "after all, I have a stubborn family." Sora winked as her cell phone started to beep from a text from the girl she met earlier.
-From: Yuki
Hey, just got off work, can u talk?
Sora smiled as she texted back and started heading to her room.
-To: Yuki
I can always spare some time for a princess. J
-From: Yuki
Princess? if you say so…
-To: Yuki
Of course~ ^7^
Sora made it to her room and dialed Yuki's number, always happy to talk to a new friend.
"Hey, this is Sora-san, right?" said the voice on the other end of the receiver.
"Hai! Hey, nice to hear your voice again, Yuki-chan," Sora replied with a happy bright smile. She could hear giggles on the other side and her smile grew more. "So how was your day after those jerks left?"
Yuki chewed on her lip trying to think of how to answer. "Uneventful, I guess, oh and thanks for helping me out back there, you know, getting those douche bags to leave me alone."
"Nah, it's no problem, after all I am a knight of justice," Sora proclaimed happily into the cell.
Another giggle could be heard on the other side of the phone. "'Knight of Justice' ey? Like the book?"
"Mhmm, my mom used to read it to me and Tsuki when we were younger. Soon after I realized it was my calling to become a knight of justice just like the protagonist of the book. I even grew my hair out for that reason!"
"Sorry to inform you but knights don't exist anymore, and as much to my knowledge, there has never been a female knight," Yuki chuckled into the phone.
"Gahh! Y-you bully! If I knew you were going to be mean to me, I wouldn't have saved you," Sora cried. Yuki smiled seeing that her tease had worked.
"Ah, relax, I'm just teasing," Yuki paused for a moment thinking before smirking and continuing, "… Sir Sora."
Sora blushed and smiled happily. Hurray! Someone had actually addressed her as they would a knight! Of course all during High school she had been proclaimed as the "Scarlet Knight" by all of her fans,–cough ahem fangirls cough-not that Sora even realized she had such fans, but never had any of them seemed to address her as a real knight would've been.
"Maybe because that's because I'm a girl and you don't address girls as 'sir'?" thought the red head. Yeah, that makes sense.
Noticing Sora's sudden silence made Yuki kind of worried before her worrying was interrupted by a quite loud "thank you". Yuki chuckled and shook her head at her new childish friend.
Soon Sora and Yuki ended their call. Sora watched some action anime on T.V., called Naruto or something like that, and pigged out on chips, soda, and a couple slices of pizza, while Yuki laid in her bed with only the lamp next to her on as she decided to re-read the novel, The Knight of Justice.
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I hope this chapter was enjoyable and believable. :) And I love those who actually take the time to read these author notes :D *has plate of cookies for reviewers again* See you next chapter :)
-Kit