A/N: here you go, peeps. Sigh, this was random and so unromantic! It's just a brew between two of my other fics, like Apartment 203 and also Curse of the Fading Tears. There are a lot of random references too. Nathea's Place is like a painting of what I my dream restaurant would look like. By the way, Nathea is one of my names I put in fiction. So yeah, put two and two together and you get what? Chapter FOUR!
Disclaimer: SDK is not mine and I'm okay with that. I only own Nathea's Place and some other things.
Reviewers: Thank you so much for your words and support of this weird fic.
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Chapter Four – Dinner: Our First Date
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"Where the hell's your make-up? You look like a fish out of water, pale and ready to die. Well, that lip-gloss you have on emphasizes how you look like a fish."
Thank goodness Pierre was there to hold her shoulders or Yuya would have launched a deadly assault on her jerk husband and rip off that handsome face of his and throw it to the sharks. Her eyebrows twitched wildly as she continued to watch the indifference of her husband as he took another piece of Godiva chocolate from the box.
"What do you mean by that, Kyo-sama?! Yuya-san looks like a sea goddess!" Pierre objected, giving calming massages to Yuya's itching shoulders.
"That's what I mean. We're only going to dinner, not a 'Disney on Ice' event or something. Plus, I told you it wasn't classy."
"By the way, Kyo-sama, you have a very weird taste in fashion! You do know that less make-up is good during nighttime! Thick make-up is for hookers! Yuya-san is not a hooker!" Pierre debated, still sure that his choice is for the best.
"Well, she isn't Ariel, that's for sure."
"Kyo-sama!"
"ENOUGH!" Yuya shouted impatiently, stomping over to Kyo and yanking his wrist. "Let's just go!"
Kyo stood up and yanked his wrist from her grip. "Don't you dare touch me, woman."
Yuya narrowed her eyes at him as she challenged his height. "I have a name."
"Why you-" Kyo was cut off quickly by a shove of shopping bags from Pierre.
"Here! These are all free of charge! Now, take it before I change my mind and do hurry up to the occasion, dinner waits for no one!" he said quickly, pushing both of them out of the boutique and hurriedly locked the doors behind them.
"Have a wonderful night (I hope)!"
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When the newlyweds arrived at the restaurant Kyo deemed not classy, Yuya could only gape at it. True, it was not classy at all. It looked like a haunted house usually found in the woods, dark and made out of wood -old, mossy and deteriorating wood to be exact. Yuya shivered as a gentle breeze passing behind her causing her to give a small scream.
The front door opened immediately after that, with a loud bang that caused Yuya to scream a notch higher.
"My! With that voice, you could help me give a better atmosphere here! Joined any haunted choirs before, lady?" a cheery and weirdly shaky voice filled the air.
Yuya lifted her gaze to the woman. The woman was a few inches shorter than her, with a short boyish haircut and mischievous eyes and a dubious smile. She was wearing a white…it was definitely not a dress. It looked cropped by a person on crack and it was definitely emitting a ghostly vibe around it. The white thing was paired with a loose black ballerina skirt that kissed the ground. Yuya hoped this person was not the manager or cook.
"Yuya," Kyo paused, his lips twitching, before continuing, "This is the manager and cook and my friend, Nathea Akino. Nathea, this is Yuya, my wife."
Yuya gulped as she gave a small wave at her. Manager AND cook?! The hell?!
The person called Nathea had her eyes widen in surprise. "R-really?! You got married?! Wow! Why wasn't I invited, Kyo?!" she said happily through gritted teeth.
"Hey, I did send invites to you. Didn't Hotaru give it to you?" Kyo defended.
Nathea then frowned. "You expect that dimwitted man who didn't show up at his own wedding 'cause he forgot, to remember that?!" Nathea scolded, crossing her arms.
"Aren't you over that yet?" a monotonic voice said from behind Yuya, causing her to scream.
Kyo turned to greet the other man who just scared his wife to near death. "Only a female version of you would do that, Hotaru."
Hotaru ignored that and turned to the fuming Nathea. "Here you go, Nath. Fresh groupers and some bonito flakes. I couldn't remember what the other thing you asked me to get."
"Aww…that's just so effin' awesome. What do you expect me to do with groupers and some flakes, Hotaru-kun?" she said sweetly even though veins were popping like crazy on her forehead.
"I dunno. You're the chef."
"Good answer, male counterpart of the relationship!" Kyo sarcastically praised.
Nathea ignored that and locked her arm with Yuya's not expecting one and pulled her into the rundown restaurant. "Just come in, I'll cook something."
"Kyo reserved the whole restaurant for tonight anyway."
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Yuya was stuck with Kyo in a private room that was too big for both of them. Strangely enough, compared to the exterior, the interior was homey and very Japanese, with a few reminders of popular J-Horror movies as the decoration. The first room they were placed had an old television that had static interference with a lone well located at the corner, with scratching sound effects accompanying the atmosphere. It was definitely inspired by Ringu, definitely. Yuya immediately said no just by looking at the room. The next room was designed to be a bedroom with a Japanese closet on the wall with numerous yellowing tapes taping the door together. Other than the vague reference to Ju-On, the so very obvious mannequin of a deathly pale child sitting at one of the corners made Yuya scream out "TOSHIO!" and ran out from the room, prompting to Nathea asking Kyo whether or not he described what type of restaurant she was running.
The finally settled with the room they were occupying now, which was unfinished and was yet to be furnished with any ghostly details, save for the lone altar at a corner of the room, with a picture of a pale handsome man who died in a car crash. Nathea left the newlyweds after taking their orders.
Yuya shivered as the quiet, almost unnoticeable sound effects of rain filled the room. It was definitely wrong to wear such a dress. If only Kyo told her the restaurant they were going to have a manager who loves horror movies and games, she would have definitely worn a white dress with blood and asked Kyo to break all the bones in her body so that she would have a grudge on him and kill everyone who dared step into the restaurant. Yeah.
"Nice theme, huh? Nathea made sure this restaurant made a lasting impression on the diners but weirdly, nobody really frequents it, save for some weird dressed people whose feet did not touch the ground…"
"THAT'S IT! I'M OUTTA HERE!" Yuya shouted as she slammed the table in front of her, getting up to leave.
"Hey, I was only kidding! Nath said she'll pay me if I promoted the place like that…" Kyo stopped her and grabbed her hand.
"Well, it definitely doesn't work on me! And I don't wanna sit on that chair anymore, I think it just moved!" she said frantically, her hand flailing about, pointing to the said chair.
Kyo smirked. "Hey, if you're that scared, come and sit on my lap. Daddy doesn't mind."
"You're so sick!"
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"Aww…hear that, 'Taru-kun? They're so in love with each other!" Nathea said dreamily as she fried the chopped up grouper while Hotaru worked on the sauce.
Hotaru looked up from his cooking and shrugged. "Yeah, I think so."
"So…when are we gonna have our ceremony again?" Nathea brought up quietly, chopping up some spring onions.
"Uh, what?"
"…urgh, forget it."
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A/N: I hope that's a good place to end it for now. Kyo's reaction is quite…palui if I have to say it in my language. Such a jerk. Yes, it is natural to put Nathea together with Hotaru since Nathea's still Miharu in a way. What room would you choose to dine in? I definitely won't choose Ju-On, come on, a Toshio at a corner?! That's just friggin' scary! By the way, the thing the cooks were making was something I've been drooling on while watching Japanese cooking shows. Yes, I am desperate to know what I can eat in Japan. Anyway, R&R, it's appreciated plus I'm gonna leave soon…boohoo.