The morning after…
After much deliberation, Amou-san and Mori-san had put together an outfit for her. Kahoko looked at herself, outfit on, in the mirror, and wondered if she had dressed up too much for the occasion.
It is… after all… bento lunch. Is it really…
Amou-san's voice interrupted her thoughts – "We're not done yet, Hino-san!"
-ooo-
Two hours later, Hino Kahoko found herself standing near the agreed lunch place.
Am I too early?
There was still a good half hour. He could easily be late. Tell her in his indifferent tone that keeping to time wasn't his thing.
No, I can't think that way! I've got to stay positive.
Her eyes wandered around, looking at couples happily holding hands, groups of friends walking into restaurants for lunch, and then to someone nicely dressed holding a bouquet of yellow roses. He seemed tall, but the cap he had on was hiding his face.
Whoever that guy is going to is a lucky girl...although, he looks embarrassed about holding it...
She chuckled softly. The lone gentleman carrying yellow roses was creating a lot of attention – probably because his face is hidden, so there are a lot of random people interested in who – but her attention was more caught on the fact he seemed to be moving in her direction.
She blinked, and looked behind her. There wasn't anyone there – she was standing close enough to the wall.
-ooo-
Maybe this was a stupid idea.
He knew that people were looking at him because he was holding a flower bouquet. He mentally cringed at the occurrence from a few hours ago – how a lady outside the nearby flower shop was loudly promoting her flowers for love, apologies, and all sorts of things. Before he knew what had happened, she had propelled him by some mystic force into the shop. Their conversation was very simple and to the point.
"You look like you're troubled, sonny"
"It's… it's not like…"
"Girlfriend troubles? I know exactly what you need."
His expression must have given something away as moments later she was wrapping up a bouquet of yellow roses for him. He had paid for it and left, wondering what on earth had just occurred.
Therefore leading to this. It was only a lunch catch-up, he had mentally told himself, there's no need to go to this extent… and at the same time, there was another part of him which told him to just go with the flow.
A/N - I think I just emerged from an enormously deep pit, mixed with writer's block, mixed with many other things. I'm sorry to all my readers to have left this story hanging for so long! .
I'm currently working on the full chapter, I promise! For now, I leave you this preview.
Jazzzz~
