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Chapter Three – The One Where Hotaru Is Right
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"Where the hell is Kyo!" Yuya punched the table in front of her that it nearly broke. Kyoshiro sighed heavily.
"Yuya-san… if you keep doing that, Hotaru-san would ask for the table bill rather than the menu bill…" Kyoshiro ducked the punch directed at him. "Now, now… I want to eat and have children before I die…"
"What will you guys have?" Hotaru asked them, readying the pen and notebook. His beautiful golden-green eyes studying their faces.
"I would have this smoked salmon and a side-order of salad. If Kyo is coming… he would like the same but change the salad to um… cigarettes?" Yuya told Hotaru with a sigh.
"I would like today's specials…" Akira told Hotaru. Hotaru scribbled it neatly on the book.
"Lamb chops with fries!" announced Benitora as he took out his PSP to play.
"I would like a roast duck?" Kyoshiro looked at Yuya's blank expression. "Oh, I was just curious… Sakuya's a vegetarian you know… this might be my last chance…"
Hotaru tucked the notebook into his pocket. "It'll all be ready in… when it's ready, I'll serve." Hotaru then left for the kitchen.
"Okay, I'm gonna call Kyo! Akira, your cell please…" Yuya demanded Akira's cell in a way that made Akira wince.
"Well, take good care of it, I just got it you know…" Akira reluctantly gave the cell phone to her. Yuya snatched it from his hand and this made him gasp.
"Oh, suck it up! I won't break it!" Yuya dialed Kyo's number and brought the cell to her ear. She waited patiently for Kyo to answer it. "Answer, you damn man!" she muttered angrily.
((… Hello?))
"Kyo! Where the hell are you!" Yuya growled angrily.
((Oh… I'm…))
"Where!"
"Right behind you…"
Yuya turned to look at the smirking Kyo. Yuya blushed, embarrassed. "By the time you got here…" she mumbled.
Kyo took the reserved seat next to her. "Not my fault… Yukimura's."
"That doesn't mean you can waltz in without brewing any unwanted commotion! Well, if you would've called or messaged us at least… I wouldn't have had to use Akira-san's credit!" Yuya complained.
Kyo looked at his own cell. He raised his eyebrows. "… Which you are still using at the moment…" Kyo reprimanded.
Yuya frantically brought the said thing to her eyelevel and it slipped accidentally from her grip. All eyes were on the item Akira cherished. They watched it as it slowly falls dramatically and never stopping. Yuya gasped. Kyo's eyes widened. Benitora lowered his PSP to look at the pitiful item. Kyoshiro covered his eyes. Akira…
"NO!"
CRASH!
All of the innards of the phone came out like… to describe in a gross way… guts coming out of a dead body ripped of its flesh. Akira cried out and tried to breathe life back into his important item. He gathered the remains and held it close to his chest.
"… Akira-san…?" Yuya murmured.
"I… I need… to… to see… Tokito-san…" He told Yuya, never once did he meet her gaze.
"I'm so… sorry…" Yuya apologized with all her heart. She knew how very important it was to him… yet…
"Akira, I'll pay for the damage, if it wasn't for me, dog-face wouldn't have…" Kyo started but was cut-off by Akira's shush.
"Kyo, I… I was hoping that… that you wouldn't tell Akari about this… or she would kill me." Akira shuddered at the thought of Akari glaring lethally at him.
"Here… your orders…" Hotaru came with a trolley. He served Kyo ad Yuya's first, followed by Benitora's and then Akira and Kyoshiro. "What's wrong?" he inquired when he saw the grim look on everyone.
Getting no answer, he sat down next to Kyoshiro. "Is my restaurant a bad place to be in? Just like what Shinrei says?" Hotaru inquired again.
Yuya shook her head. "No, Hotaru-san… it's just that… I broke Akira-san's cell phone…" Yuya told him, guilt clear in her voice.
Hotaru took 15 seconds to process that and then nodded. "So?" he said.
"That means… It's broken… dead. A word you like to hear, I guess…" Kyo started eating the salmon. "This is good, I must say…" Kyo commented. Yuya fought the urge to choke him.
"Akira… it's a just a cell phone…" Hotaru finally said after a moment's silence.
Akira sobered from the daze. He interpreted the meaning of the sentence. "You ARE right… it's just a measly cell phone that costs not more than a normal designer's tie…" Akira concluded. "Although it cost me half of my bonus but… it's true it's still just an inanimate object."
"So… I don't have to pay?" Yuya asked.
"Just pay me back by telling Akari that I can't sell it to her now…" Akira placed the remains in a small pouch. He than sat comfortably, eating his lunch as if nothing happened…
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"Kyo, wait up… I wanna buy a new dress…" Yuya pleaded Kyo to stop at a boutique shop. Kyo stopped to glance at her. "It's for a ball…" Yuya informed him.
Kyo nodded and retraced to her side. "What ball is it?" he asked her.
"It's a small graduation ball, you DO remember I graduate this year, don't you?" Yuya reminded him.
Kyo smirked. "I forgot… I thought you were not bright enough…" Kyo led her into the boutique shop before she got into rage mode. "Go ahead and choose, dog-face…" Kyo ordered her.
Yuya smiled sweetly and she unexpectedly dragged Kyo to look with her. Kyo complained greatly.
"Aww… you might even choose a sexy one for me…" Yuya mused.
"Really? Better wear a lingerie then…" He mused back.
Yuya blushed. "You damn pervert… well, c'mon!" Yuya led him to the dress aisle. "Look, what do you think about this one?" Yuya showed him a pink floral print dress.
"Too… Barbie."
Yuya pulled out another one. This time, it's a silky blue frilly dress. "This one?"
Kyo shook his head. "Is your fashion sense THAT bad?" Kyo insulted.
Yuya flushed and took two dresses at once. One of them is quite plain but the fabric is quite classy. The other one is a nice forest green full-length dress with a translucent sleeve. "Which one?" she asked.
Kyo examined both of them as seriously as he could. "I would have to say… none."
Yuya muttered a curse. "Shit you! You choose for me, then!" Yuya gave the dresses at the concerned worker.
"Maybe I should help-" the worker started but was cut off by Kyo.
"No, let ME do it."
"Alright, if you need anything, don't hesitate to call for me," the worker left with a small bow.
Kyo scanned the dresses. None of them manages to catch his interest. "This place is so dull… there's not even a single- wait, what's this I see?" Kyo smirked and pulled the dress from the rack. He gave it to Yuya and ordered her to put it on.
Yuya came back from the dressing room a bit different. Kyo actually smiled at what he saw. "See, isn't it beautiful?"
Yuya looked at herself through the mirror. Yuya's eyes widened. "It's perfect," she murmured to herself. She turned 360 degrees and squealed in delight. "Kyo, it's beautiful!"
Kyo cocked an eyebrow. "See? I HAVE taste, right?"
"Thanks… how much is it, anyway?" Yuya asked Kyo to look at the price tag. Kyo was silent. "How much?" she asked impatiently.
"How much is your allowance?" he finally said.
"Um, just $135… a month. Why?" she asked again.
"Triple it and then double it, and then, divide it by 1.5… that's your price."
"Um, you know I hate Maths as much as I hate you…" Yuya counted her fingers. After a long while…
"Get it now?"
"Um… is it… uh, I give up! What's the price?" Yuya leaned in when Kyo whispered to her ear.
(Silence)
"WHAT THE HELL!" Yuya shouted, trying to destroy her lungs. Kyo backed away and cursed. "It's so pricey!" she whispered after seeing the weird looks people gave them.
"Well, it IS a nice dress, I would've guessed it… well, now, I'll let you see how good I am at bargaining…" Kyo rubbed his two hands together and smirked.
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Yuya happily skipped out of the store, holding the plastic bag containing the dress she so liked. "Yay! Kyo, you're the best!" Yuya embraced the plastic bag.
"What can I say?" Kyo brushed back his bangs.
"Well… I have to bring a guest to the ball… well, Kyo… would you like to come?" Yuya asked him shyly.
Kyo smiled boldly. "Sure, why not?" Kyo couldn't help smiling back at the smiling blonde girl. Maybe, there are other women other than Sakuya…
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A/N: Ah... haha... um... i dunno... review, anyone?
