I do not own Kill la Kill in any form. This is a work of fanfiction.
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There will be a reference to another series in this chapter.
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Jakuzure was busy all week making preparations for their date. After classes were done for the day, she would do little things like looking up local ramen shops to see who might fit with the bill for their date. She stopped one day to do some clothes shopping, picking out a nice, flowing dress with shoes to match. The color scheme was red and black, which she thought might be appealing to Ryuko. The day before their date, Jakuzure stopped at a car wash to have her car professionally detailed. The outside was washed and waxed, the tires shined and the inside was meticulously cleaned, vacuumed and shampooed until it appeared to have been recently driven from a car dealership.
When the date finally arrived, Jakuzure stopped at a barber shop to get her hair styled and get her nails done. Once home, she dressed in her date attire and took off for Satsuki's house to pick up Ryuko. When she knocked, Satsuki answered and invited her in. "You look razor sharp today. Seems like you're rally looking to have a good time with my little sister."
"Well, I legitimately felt bad, so it's only right that I try to make it up to her properly." Jakuzure responded, sitting down on the couch while she waited for her date to come out.
When she did, Jakuzure could've sworn she felt her jaw hit the floor. Ryuko was wearing a short black dress with navy blue belt and black thigh high socks with vertical blue stripes and polished leather shoes to match. Her hair was shining brilliantly, and it was straightened. "Look who showed up looking like a work of art." Ryuko chuckled.
"You're one to talk, you look like a million bucks!"
"I tried. Plus, I had help from Satsuki."
"Okay, you two. Have a good time, and have her back by midnight." Satsuki said as she smiled.
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Their date would begin at a local upscale bar. They went in and ordered drinks. Since neither of them were of legal age yet, they couldn't get anything alcoholic. They instead ordered sodas, Ryuko getting an orange soda, Jakuzure getting a lemon-lime. They sat in a booth and talked for a moment before doing anything else. "So, I've got an idea of where we can go for ramen." Jakuzure started. "There's a shop run by a guy they call 'Pops', and while it's made very simple, it's unbelievably delicious."
Ryuko thought about it for a moment. "Oh, like the ramen they say is out of this world? The stuff that's just that extra bit better than everyone else?"
"Yeah. He apparently does really good business, but he refuses to upgrade his equipment. He says it was passed on to him by the man who taught him how to cook ramen, and he also says new metals would make it taste different."
"I can see that. Plus, the equipment he uses now is very well seasoned after that many servings."
After talking for a few minutes, Jakuzure heard a song she liked come up on the jukebox. She took Ryuko by the hand and brought her over to the dance floor. She amazed Ryuko with her dancing ability, and struggled a bit to keep up with her. The last move Jakuzure used in the dance placed one hand low on Ryuko's lower back, just above her rear. Ryuko blushed from feeling her hand back there, but didn't fight it. "You're... you're pretty good at this." Ryuko said.
"Dancing and music go together well, so it stands to reason that I'd want to be able to dance, given what my specialty at the school is."
They took their seats again and continued drinking their sodas, briefly looking at the menu to see if there was anything they could get in the way of an appetizer before going for ramen. The fried mozzarella sticks seemed like an appropriate light appetizer before the meal, so they placed their order and waited. "Sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable there. That's just how I've learned to dance." Jakuzure said.
"It wasn't bad, I mean it's not like you grabbed my butt. Even then, I don't think I would've been too upset." Ryuko replied.
"As long as you're okay, I'm okay."
When the appetizer arrived, they started munching away. The sticks were cooked just right, crispy but with the cheese melted just right. The marinara was also pretty good, complementing the cheese sticks perfectly. The cold sodas they had went together well with the hot snack, cooling them as the cheese was still hot. "We should come back here again sometime." Jakuzure said.
"We'll have to make a date of it." Ryuko replied, not opposed to the idea of both another date and returning to the bar.
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Finally, they made their stop at the ramen stand. The letters on the stand were hard to make out, as time and the elements had faded them. "Phantom space ramen. I guess this is the place?" Ryuko asked, being pulled in by the intoxicating aroma that was still lingering.
"It's gotta be. The guide says Pops is like a resident alien, or something. But he makes that killer ramen."
Ryuko and Jakuzure sat at the counter and waited as he ignited the burner to get started. "Let me guess, you've had the rest and now you're here for mine?" Pops asked with a smile on his tired face.
"Yes sir. Everyone says yours is the best." Jakuzure answered.
"It'll be up shortly."
Ryuko and Jakuzure watched as he prepared simple ingredients to go in the pot. He skillfully cut vegetables and meats in exact proportions and added just the right amount of everything, even without measuring anything. As the pot boiled, the delicious, otherworldly aroma started emanating from the simple stand. He put the completed ramen into bowls and handed it to the ladies along with chopsticks.
With the first bite, Ryuko was moved to tears by the amazing flavors. Pops had been making his ramen for so long, the cuts he made to the meats and vegetables were beyond perfect. The simple spices he used were also in the perfect amount. The noodles were cooked to perfection, not hard but also not doughy. The broth was also perfect, not too thick or thin, and the flavors of everything else meshed with it very well. "I don't think there are enough words for this." Ryuko said, wiping away her tears of joy.
After taking a few bites, Jakuzure could see what she meant. She froze in place, her mind unable to comprehend just how good the meal was. When she was able to speak, she appeared ready to cry herself. "This is... I don't know how to say it, but this is unbelievable. I've never had ramen this good."
"Heh, I'm glad you like it." Pops said with a smile. "By the way, how did you hear about me, if you don't mind my asking?"
"I was looking up places local to us with good ramen and this one review came up for you by some guy who I think called himself 'Meow', or something like that. His profile picture looked like a cat."
"Oh, I remember them. These two guys went on a quest to find the best and they said they found it here."
"The review was accurate. He said it was so good, the only way to try to understand it is to try it."
Ryuko finished hers and bowed to thank him. "Thank you so much for sharing this with us."
Jakuzure paid after finishing hers and also bowed to thank him. "No need to thank me. I do this every day. Come back anytime."
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Their night came to a close and Jakuzure drove Ryuko home. She walked Ryuko to the door and they shared a brief hug. "Thanks so much for today." Ryuko told her.
"We'll have to do this again sometime."
"I'm glad you say there will be a next time. I like being with you."
"I like being with you, too. I'll let you go, but do you think it would be too much to ask for a goodnight kiss?" Jakuzure asked, somewhat jokingly.
Ryuko closed her eyes and kissed Jakuzure deep and long on the lips, slipping her tongue into Jakuzure's mouth. "See you later." Ryuko told her as she went inside.
