Disclaimer: I do not own Mai Hime/Otome
Note: Not beta-ed.
-This story is based on Star Cinema's One More Chance. (Not entirely based; I did a few changes which was my own idea)
"How was the meeting? I heard that they made a deal. That's wonderful, they liked our design!"
The dark haired girl said while removing the skin of a fried chicken with her hands.
"More like YOUR design."
The younger girl just chuckled at the statement, completely clueless that the other was serious about the topic.
"Oh come on Shizuru, this isn't the first time we did this. Besides I just re-drew your original design and remove some unnecessary figures and exaggerating decorations."
Shizuru felt insulted with that and it pained her, but she needed to calm down. It's not nice to start a fight with someone who just did you a favor. Her eyes were staring at the mashed potatoes and gravy in front of her. Her chicken was not there.
'Oh yes, we are having chicken today, no wonder its not there.'
"Here"
Natsuki placed the skinless chicken at her plate. She stared at the removed skin on the younger girl's hand. It's been a while since she had eaten skin. When was the last time?
'5 years ago'
"Thank you for the food and thank you for giving Shizuru the deal. Amen"
She just watched her lover pray. Her mood was bad because the start of the day was bad, her headache was still there, and she wanted to eat the deep fried chicken skin, but she couldn't. Everything was against her and it just made her madder.
Snap!
"Natsuki"
Her voice was firm and a little cold. She wanted to make it colder but something in her chest told her not to. She obliged to that.
"Hmm?"
The said girl was chewing down 'her' chicken skin.
"Natsuki, I want my chicken skin."
Was she trying to start a fight? She knew that her girlfriend wouldn't agree to that but everything she hates about Natsuki just came flooding in to her. She doesn't know what she was feeling. Confused, she found another reason to be mad. She's confused.
The girl with the chicken skin just stared at her with a quirked eyebrow. After gulping the food in her mouth she answered to Shizuru's request.
"No."
The answer she received was like a charcoal to her, making the fire inside of her burn more. Shizuru roughly rose from her chair.
"WHY?!"
She was out of it. Her temper has reached its limit. On the other hand, Natsuki was just there, staring at her and looking a little surprised. The dark haired girl knew the best way to deal with her lover when she's like this. Be calm.
She held Shizuru's hand, pulling her to sit down.
"Shizuru, chicken skin is cholesterol; it's bad for you since you don't work out too much; not like me."
The answer was sweet, that's for sure. She felt weak all of a sudden, following the pull from the other girl, she sat down.
Their meal was quiet. The younger one was enjoying the silence, unaware that the other was still troubled.
Shizuru was very, very confused. Why did everything she hated about Natsuki came to her at that moment? Was it trying to say something?
'I need someone to talk to, then I'm going home. I want to sleep early.'
That's the only thought that came to her so she rose from her seat, gracefully and walked out.
