Chapter 2

"So, Né-Chan, how do I look?" Ema twirled 360˚degrees to show me her whole outfit. She was wearing a beautiful pearl white spring dress with pearl earrings to compliment her dress.

"You look marvelous darling! Simply marvelous! So, got out there and walk down the runway like you never walked before! Make mama proud!" I kissed both Ema's cheeks and slapped her behind (ass) to give her my fashion designer-y like support and she laughed like there was no tomorrow.

"I'm being serious here…Hahaha…Seriously, how do I look?" she wiped her tears of laughter and twirled again. I smiled at her little antics and suddenly, thought of mother.

"You look just beautiful Ema. You really do. If mom saw you now, she would be proud on how grown-up and beautiful you are." I touched her cheeks with both my hands and kissed her forehead. She touched her forehead and looked down.

"You really think so Né-Chan? Would mother be really proud of me if she saw me know?" she asked, still looking down at her feet while playing with her fingers. I took her hands in mine and she looked back at me.

"Why wouldn't she be? I am! If she were here, she would shower you with great spontaneous comments and praises. Believe me, she would. Is what she always does." I hugged Ema to comfort her and she hugged me back.

"Really?" she whispered in my ear.

"Really." I whispered back.

"Thanks." She whispered.

"Don't mention it." I parted our hug and she kissed my cheeks as to say thank you again. I just smiled at her cute little antics.

"Soooo Ema-tan, how do I look?" I twirled 360˚degress copying Ema's cute moves and she laughed and slapped my behind (again, ass).

"You think?" she grinned.

"Well…, I think I'm ready for my close up." I shot an awkward pose because I've never been a model before so, I don't know how to pose awesomely. Ema burst to laughing again and I laughed together with her. I guess I looked pretty ugly for her to laugh like that. I got to tell you, I'm little offended :/

"Okay, Okay princess. Hold your horses. Let's have breakfast first before we continue laughing our Henie (ass) off. I'm starving!" I said pulling her arm gently to the door.

"Wait!" she lets goes off my grip and I turned around to see why.

"Yeah?" I asked skeptically.

"Since you made me laugh a lot today. How about I make us breakfast? My treat." She smiled widely.

"Really? Are you serious?" My eyes widen in surprise.

"Yeah, why not." She tilted her head.

"Seriously? You won't regret it? Or ask me to cook on a day you're supposed to cook later because you cooked today on my day to cook?" I asked for assurance.

"Really. I promise that I won't tell you to cook on my cooking day. Besides, I love to cook and youuuu…so much don't. So it's a win-win situation!" She smiled. I let out a huge breath and I hugged her tightly and kissed her all over her face.

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" I said between kisses.

"O-okay, okay. You're welcome" laughed Ema. She lightly pushed me back because she couldn't breathe.

"If it's going to be like this, then I should make you laugh every day!" I winked and poked her belly button.

"Hahaha…You wish Né-Chan. Today's a one-time deal." She chuckled.

"Okay. I'm happy nonetheless. So, what are you going to make?" I asked.

"The usual. The thing I'm most good at, PANCAKES! Duh…" she said, rolling her eyes.

"Ahhh…Thé Famus Pan-kakes of Thé Famus Pas-try Chéf, Hinata Ema. I kan't wit to tazé zét." I made an awkward French face and rubbed my fingers at the corner of my top lip to make it look like I had a French Mustache.

"Hahaha…would you stop it! I can't take it anymore!" She laughed harder with her hands on the stomach.

"I'm juz too foony. I kanz helpz zét." I put both my hands out and shrugged still having the French face on me.

"Hahahaha…Oh my god! You're killing me!" she laughed louder as she couldn't contain it anymore. I guess I AM pretty ugly for her to laugh louder than before. Haaaa…poor me. Maybe that's why Kou-Sempai broke up with me :'( he just used me kissing Naoki, as an excuse to get rid of my ugly ass. What a sad relationship I had…

"Hahaha…I know, I know. I should take professional stand-up comedy as a profession. I could be filthy rich!" I said tapping my chin as I considered the possibility.

"Hahaha…you sure can. You'd be Japan's biggest hit!" Ema said wiping her tears of laughter again.

"Yeah! I would, wouldn't I? Wait till Naoki hears about my new dream. He'll call me baka for sure. But, I'm going to tell him anyway just to piss him off." I chuckled.

"Yeah, you do that. Soooo, breakfast?" Ema asked.

"Breakfast." I nodded and we both headed down stairs to the kitchen.