Chapter 4: Revenge and Other Things
I stormed to where Amu and Yaya were supposed to meet me with a huffy expression on my face. I then folded my arms and leaned against a fountain while tapping my foot impatiently. I hate Fujisaki Nagihiko. I really do. He must die. Die a more painful death than Yaya and Amu should for making me have an account on my own site. Argh….
Fifteen minutes later, Amu came strolling over with now five or so new bags from various stores, along with the ones she had when we left the store, in her hands. She took one look at my scowl and quickly jumped to a conclusion. "Were you here for a long time, Rima?" she asked.
"No," I said bluntly, "only like fifteen minutes." Amu raised an eyebrow and joined me, dumping the bags down right between us so now people couldn't tell it was her who bought all that stuff. Like people would think a short pouting blond could buy twenty T-shirts in one hour. Yeah, right.
About 30 minutes later, Yaya came skipping over with one or two new bags in her hands, but with her ever-present cheery grin on. "Did you eat something, Yaya?" Amu asked.
"Noooo…" Yaya said innocently, but I could see the look in her eyes. Yeah, right. She probably ate 5 dangos and 7 taiyakis. Gosh, she's a pig. Yaya then spun around and clung onto my arm. "Now let's go eat some sushi!"
"W-wait," I said, "Sushi! I promised my parents I'd be back by lunchtime! I'm not gonna stuff myself with raw fish and then go skipping back home for a bigger lunch!"
"Aww…" Yaya said. "Yaya wanted to have some sushi. Yaya is still hungry…"
"Still hungry?" I retorted. "Really?"
"Really, Rima-tan!" Yaya yelled. "Like really-really-really-really!"
"Ugh, fine…" I held out my arm to let Yaya drag me towards the sushi shop. She grabbed it, of course, and sped right down to the restaurant. I heard Amu yell in the distance and the sound of her running to keep up. Once we came into the restaurant and Amu had caught up with us, Yaya had already gotten a table for us and I could see her piggish face glow with gluttony. I quickly looked at the menu and ordered some sake (1) and a little maguro (2). Yaya and Amu took some more time and in the end, we were presented a huge platter of sushi with assorted kinds of sashimi, nigiri (3), rolls, and etcetera. Amu, Yaya, and I snapped our chopsticks apart. Suddenly, an idea popped inside my head, and I immediately started to scrape at one chopstick with the other.
"Rima?" Amu asked. "What are you doing?"
"Getting any piece of wood that's sticking out off of my darn chopstick," I answered.
"Please don't do that, Rima. You're getting weird looks from other people."
I looked up with a glare at Amu. "Look, I'm just doing this so I don't get splinters on my tongue." That sentence made Yaya stop eating. Her maguro hung on her chopsticks, soy sauce dripping off of it.
"Y-you get splinters o-on y-your tongue?" Yaya asked, with a definite squeak in her voice.
I seized the moment and said, "Oh, yes, Yaya, we do. I thought you knew that." Yaya shook her head. "Well, am I glad to let you in on this. It's really scary, actually. I heard of this guy in, like, Osaka, who got a huge splinter from using his chopsticks for eating his ramen. Poor fellow, he was hospitalized for a week and the doctors had to pull that splinter right out of his tongue. Even worse was that the doctors forgot to give him pain relievers. He was screaming all through the operation until they got that mean splinter out. Now I hear he has this small hole in his tongue and always scrapes his chopsticks before using them."
Amu and Yaya looked at me with horrified looks. Yaya looked at her sushi and chopsticks with a worried look. Then she dropped her sushi and started to rapidly scrape at her chopsticks. Amu followed immediately. I just picked up a piece of sake. Part one of revenge plot: done.
The rest of our time at the restaurant was normal, I guess. Our conversation drifted from school, to guys (ugh), to reinet .com until finally, Amu and Yaya were too stuffed with sushi to continue their ongoing gossip, so they asked the waiter to bring in the bill. I found this a perfect chance to carry out part two of my evilly-evil plan. I clutched my stomach and put on a sick-to-the-stomach face. "I think I ate too much," I moaned.
Amu and Yaya looked worried, which was good. "Is Rima-tan okay?" Yaya asked.
"I'm fine," I said in a weak tone. "Just a stomachache, really."
"You think you'll be all right?" Amu asked.
"Yeah," I said. Then I let out another moan. "I need to go the bathroom. Excuse me." I got up and dashed to the bathroom. Or so you think. When I made sure they thought I was in the bathroom, I dashed out and hid behind a wall.
Safe behind my wall, I leaned out and looked for where the heck they create the bills. My eyes spotted a cash register not too far from where I was, and there was nobody there! I stealthily dashed towards the counter and hid behind it. Scanning the it carefully, I spotted our bill and grabbed it. 2,072 yen (4)? Pshhh… Let me fix that.
I looked at the cash register, quickly tapped the correct keys, and looked at my result: 4,889 yen (5). Perfect. I printed it out, replaced it with the real one, trashed the evidence, and ran back to the bathroom. I washed my hands so Amu and Yaya wouldn't be suspicious and walked out of the bathroom.
I pretended to be looking for my friends, and I put on a happy expression when I saw them. I walked over and said, "I feel much better."
Amu smiled. "That's good, Rima."
"Yaya's happy that Rima feels better!"
We sat there for a while, swinging our legs and looking around, until our waiter came with our bill. I resisted the urge to smile evilly. Amu took one look at the bill, then her eyes bulged in shock. "W-what! 4,889 yen! I don't think we ate that much!"
Yaya looked at the bill. "That's a lot…." she said.
I smiled. "And this is why you shouldn't eat a lot, Yaya."
Yaya pouted. "Yaya didn't eat that much, Rima-tan."
I took the bill from Amu's hands and shoved it in Yaya's face. "Then explain this."
"Yaya only had 5 sushi rolls, 4 maguros, and 6 sakes!" Yaya said indignantly.
I rolled my eyes. "Whatever you say…"
Amu sighed. "Well, I'll see how much I have…" she dug through her purse and came up with two 1000 yen bills. Amu looked at Yaya, who was still pouting. "Yaya, put your money in, too."
Yaya stopped pouting to look through her pockets and purse. Nothing. "This is what happens when you eat a lot of snacks," I said.
"Yaya's parents just don't give Yaya a big allowance!" Yaya said. I rolled my eyes.
Amu looked at what we had pooled together so far. She bit her lip. "We only have enough to pay for about half our meal," she said, then looked at me. "Rima, you have some money, right?"
"Wait, me?" I said.
"You hardly bought anything," Amu said, looking at the giant pile of shopping bags under our table. Now that I think about it, I bought one thing. Two, if you count Yaya's "present". Mom and Dad did give me a good amount of money too…
I sighed. "Fine," I said. I found my wallet in one of my shopping bags, the one that didn't have Yaya's outfit for me and Nagihiko's reinet .com username. Looking through my wallet, I found three 1000 yen bills. I placed them on top of Amu's money and the waiter gladly took it. Moments later, he came back with change and a receipt.
"You keep the change, Rima," Amu said. "All of it." I looked at it, and then shoved all of it into my wallet. Let's just hope Mom and Dad don't question me about my now jingling wallet. Amu took the receipt, folded it, and stuffed it deep into her purse.
"That was a good lunch," Amu said, stretching her arms.
"Yaya likes sushi!" Yaya yelled.
"Sure, Yaya," I said, and then looked at a clock that was conveniently close by. Darn, I gotta get home! "I have to go." After a quick goodbye with Amu and Yaya, I dashed away from the two.
I stopped at the playground from my younger years for a fresh breath of air. I shouldn't have ran that fast… Hopefully it isn't as late as I think it is, or else Mom and Dad will kill me. I leaned against the monkey bars, remembering a seven year old Yaya, still annoying, hanging upside down on it with her pigtails pointing towards the ground with tears streaming down her face because she didn't know how to get down. I stifled a giggle.
"Rima-chan?" a voice called out to me. I immediately straightened up and looked around, only to lay my eyes on the swings and saw Fujisaki Nagihiko (gag, choke, gag) leaning against one of the poles that held those darn swings up.
"What are you doing here?" I asked with twice the poison in my voice.
"Well, what are you doing here?" he shot the question back at me.
"Taking a breather," I said. "It's a long way to my house, you know."
"I see," Nagihiko said.
"Well, what about you? Isn't your house the other way?"
"Well, I felt like reminiscing about our times back in elementary."
"And you felt like walking all this way? Are you sure you're not stalking me?"
"Rima-chan, I'm not insane. I'm perfectly normal." Perfectly…. Well at least he half-admits that he's perfect. My eyes wandered up towards the top of the pole Nagihiko was leaning against and wished that it would come crashing down on his head. Unfortunately, the people who built it had seared it tightly against another pole. "You still have my ReiNet username, right, Rima-chan?"
"W-what?" I said, and then realized what he was saying.
"I bet you still do," he said. "Remember to add me on your chat list, Rima-chan."
"As if!" I spat at him. "I have to go home, anyways." I turned around.
"So I'll be seeing you tomorrow at school then?" Nagihiko asked. I left that question unanswered as I angrily stormed away.
~.~.~
After a wonderful lunch of noodles and last-minute homework, I logged on as Rei again, and started to blog:
Date: Sunday; May 16th, 3:00 PM
Mood: Neutral
Title: I'm a Dragon and I just Blew Some Serious Steam
Today I went to the mall with A-chan and Y-chan. It started out well with dangos on top, but then things went wrong once the actual shopping started. I shouldn't have randomly pointed to a store… Y-chan bought me an outfit there that I'll assure you I will never wear that, as long as NF is alive and pigs don't fly. Then I took off on my own, but Fate decided to be evil and make me bump into NF. The bright-side of the day was that I got revenge on A-chan and Y-chan for making me do something (for those who are confused, refer to one of my previous blogs). However, Fate wanted me to be miserable and made NF appear in the old playground from my childhood, which I was there at the same time taking a break from my epic run home.
Gosh, was my day bad or what? I don't know what to say…. Oh, and thanks for all the wonderful spam-mail about CoolGuy09. Though I didn't necessarily need to know his Facebook or his Twitter… But you guys are wonderful!
Wrapping up the blog now. I gotta go answer more mail.
After submitting my wondrous blog out into the Internet, going through chat requests while blocking all requests from CoolGuy09 and the like, I logged off of Rei and logged on as ComedyQueen123. You know, even though I was unwillingly forced into it, I think that I'm starting to grow on to this account. Oh goodness, I must be insane.
Fortunately, neither Amu nor Yaya was on and Nagihiko hasn't found out my account username, so my inbox was empty as Antarctica. After briefly surfing the web for an hour, I logged off and jumped back on as Rei.
Already, several comments sat happily in my inbox. All of them were for my new blog. I read them quickly yet carefully.
AnimeFangirlROFLPunchKawaii commented at: 3:15
CoolGuy09 was asking for it when he kept on stalking me in the chatrooms :(
LittleMissNataree333 commented at: 3:35
LoL, I sure hope pigs don't fly. If they did, then it's the apocalypse ;D
LOLaCOASTER commented at: 3:37
I agree with LittleMissNataree333, flying pigs are creepy O.o
And finally…
BluePinkFlowers commented at: 3:09
Bad days sure suck… especially when you're dragged around with absolutely no choice.
After looking at all of the comments, I logged off and finally got off my computer for some, as Dad likes to call it, "rest time for my eyes and brain." Man, my life is tiring…
(1)When Rima says sake, she meant salmon, the sushi. Not that the alcoholic drink that we weeaboos and people knowledgeable in Japan know and (not really) love.
(2)Maguro, like sake, is a Japanese sushi (tuna, actually)
(3)Sashimi and nigiri are both kinds of sushi. Sashimi is just sliced raw fish with some sauce (probably soy sauce) usually served on the side. Nigiri is the raw fish on top of rice (sushi rice, to be specific)
(4)No, 2,072 yen isn't that much. It rounds up to about 25 dollars in the US, which is a decent amount of money to spend on a meal I guess.
(5)4,889 yen is about 60 dollars in the US, which I daresay is how much money you shouldn't be spending on one meal.
Sorry for all of the footnotes, but I like making things clear for my dear readers. Also, if anybody would like their username (or a made-up username that you would like to have) to be mentioned in Ask Rei, feel free to ask me if your username can be mentioned. Hope you like this chapter, and be sure to look out for the next one!
PS: Yes, I made some subtle changes to chapter 1 and 2 by changing Language Arts to Japanese. It was bothering me.