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Chapter 11 Sunday
Come Sunday morning, the last day of the bet, Hisame really just wanted to sleep in. After the week she had had she felt she deserved it. But of course Suzumi and Michiko couldn't let her. The moment her clock hit eight a.m. the two were shaking her awake.
"Hisa-chan! Time to get up! Bunta-kun is here!" Suzumi said cheerfully before bouncing off the bed. Hisame heaved a sigh before she got up slipping her feet into slippers as she climbed out of bed. "I'll start breakfast." she said heading for the kitchen.
Thankfully she had managed to keep the kitchen half way clean while they were cooking yesterday, so clean up before they went to bed hadn't been too bad. It also made starting breakfast to do too. She was use to cooking meals for more than just her so cooking a little more for her friends was no problem at all.
And like always, as she started cooking she woke up quickly and was soon wide a wake. "Hisa-chan!" came Suzumi's voice. "Kitchen!" Hisame replied over her shoulder as she checked the rice and turned back to the eggs. She didn't look up when they entered the kitchen.
Suzumi leaned towards the boys now with her and Michiko, as they watched Hisame fly around the kitchen. "She did mot of the cooking. She's a really good and really fast cook." Suzumi said. The three boys, Marui, Jackal, and Niou, watched the young girl.
Niou thought it was funny. Watching Hisame fly around in an over sized T-shirt, shorts, and a crisp white apron. Her hair was pinned back out of her face. She looked like she had just rolled out of bed and decided to start cooking.
"Do you need help, Hisa-chan?" Michiko asked. Hisame shook her head. "No thanks. If I let you help then onee-chan will expect me to let her help as well when she comes down. I assume you want an edible breakfast." Hisame told her. "Just sit down." she added.
"You look like a house wife, Bubble Head." Niou remarked. Hisame turned and shot him a glare before there was the sound of footsteps. "Me-me, sweetie, have you seen the curling iron?" Hisame didn't even turn as her sister walked into the kitchen wearing a bright pink, silk night gown.
"I think Suzumi-sempai borrowed it last night. So check my bathroom." Hisame replied. The older Arekuruu sister smiled at her little sister before basically draping herself over Hisame as the girl turned. Hisame stiffened.
"Me-me~!" Amai sang. Hisame frowned. "Onee-chan I love you, you're my sister, but…get off!" Hisame told her. Amai rubbed her face against Hisame's. "But I love you, Me-me!" Amai protested. Hisame, a pitcher of juice in one hand and a hot bowl of rice in the other, squirmed trying to pull away from her sister's affection.
Niou grinned as he watched. "I'm trying to cook, Amai!" Hisame complained. Amai continued to rub her cheek against Hisame. "Let me love my dear little sister!" Amai told her. "You're so weird!" Hisame retorted as she managed to sit down the things in her hands.
To Niou this was funny. Hisame obviously didn't like her sister hanging on her like that, but Amai apparently couldn't care less. "The food is going to burn!" Hisame said finally managing to slip out of her sister's grasp.
Hisame turned back to her cooking as Amai turned to her friends with a wink. "I want to ask you kids something." Amai said leaning on the counter as Hisame flew around the kitchen once again lost in her cooking.
"Do you think Me-me would look good, posing for night gown shots?" Amai asked. "Amai!" Hisame exclaimed shooting her sister a glare. "My boss loves using Me-me in photo shoots and he wants to use her in this night gown shoot with me. Really sexy little things. Some are see-through!" Amai explained ignoring her sister's distress.
"Amai!" Hisame snapped again. "But Me-me refuses." Amai added as Hisame set out more dishes on the table. "I am not going to prance around in front of cameras in a frilly pink nightgown, that does cover anything!" Hisame retorted. "Oh come on, Hisa-chan! I think you would look cute!" Suzumi said. Hisame gave her friend a doubtful look. "No." Hisame said before turning away from the table.
"Who'd want to see your chicken legs in lingerie?" Niou remarked. With a wet plop a wet, greasy dish rag hit Niou square in the face. Niou tossed rag aside making a face. "Actually Me-me has an awesome body." Amai remarked.
"Onee-chan! Don't tell him that!" Hisame snapped, scolding her sister. Amai gave the others a wink. "In fact…" Amai snuck up behind Hisame and reached around her sister to grab Hisame's breast. Niou thought the younger girl was going to jump out of her skin and she nearly dropped the pan in her hand.
"Hisame wears tight bras and actually has breast bigger then they appear." Amai said with a wicked grin. "Amai!" Hisame exclaimed with a completely scandalized look on her face. "She just doesn't like guys looking." Amai added.
Niou watched as the two sisters went at it, Amai teasing her little sister and Hisame trying to dislodge her. "Were they like this last night?" Marui asked Suzumi in a low voice. "Oh yeah." Suzumi replied.
Finally Hisame grabbed a newspaper off the counter, rolled it up, and swatted her sister with it like a bad dog. "Go do your hair and make-up and leave me be!" Hisame told her sister shaking the paper at Amai. Amai gave her sister a wicked grin before turning to her friends.
"Have fun kiddos!" Amai said cheerfully with a wink and a wave before she dance off. Silence fell on the kitchen as Hisame caught her breath after being molested by her sister. Niou looked at Hisame a smirk on his face.
"I like your sister." Niou remarked. Hisame glared at him before she chunked the rolled up newspaper at him. Niou chuckled as she went back to cooking. Her day really wasn't starting out all that well. And Amai wasn't helping matters.
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"Come on, Hisa-chan!" Hisame checked her reflection once more. She wasn't normally a girly girl but it was Yagyuu's birthday party. So she had tried. She had even asked Amai to help. In her opinion that was probably not a good idea.
The end result was a girly Hisame. Amai had insisted on a dress and had put Hisame into a strapless teal dress with an emperor waist that was made of a silver ribbon. It was a little shorter than she'd like, reaching only about mid thigh.
If she bent over then her undergarments would show. Needless to say….she wasn't going to be bending over. To top it off Amai had forced Hisame into a push-up bra that actually wasn't squeezing the life out of her breast like her normal bras did. Hisame felt like if she looked down then she would suffocate herself in her own breast. A scary thought indeed. Lovely way to die.
Hisame, with Amai's advice and help, had coupled the dress with thigh high black stocking, silver wedges, a small black choker and little teal and silver hair pins. Hisame had refused make-up with all she had.
Amai had finally agreed, but only if she could pack the bag Hisame was taking with her and only if Hisame wore the black lacy panties that Amai picked out. Hisame agreed to the panties but was too afraid to look into her bag.
Gods only knew what her sister had put in there. She wasn't about to find out unless she couldn't help it. Hisame grabbed, said bag before heading off down the stairs. "I'm coming." she called. When Hisame came to the bottom of the stairs she found Suzumi in a fluffy pink dress and Michiko in a pretty but simple black one.
The three of them, with Marui and Jackal's help, had spent all day transporting the food and setting up the party. Hisame had never laughed that much before. Now with the party starting in half an hour all three girls were getting ready to leave Hisame for the last time.
It would be after midnight before Hisame got home. "Hisa-chan you're so cute!" Suzumi cried. "She's right, Hisa-chan. Sad that you don't have more hair to play with." Michiko added. "Thank you and that's actually what onee-chan said." Hisame replied.
Amai was always complaining about Hisame cutting her hair off. "We best get going." Hisame added. The three girls set out Hisame locking her front door behind her. It wasn't a long walk before they met up with the boys at the party location near Niou's house.
"Wow Hisa-chan I didn't know you owned a dress!" Kirihara said when he saw Hisame. "I don't. It's my sister's. She insisted." Hisame replied sheepishly. "Though maybe I should own one." she added. "You look….lovely." Yagyuu told her.
Hisame gave him a smile. "Thank you, Yagyuu-sempai. I admit its not really something I would have chose but it was the most modest of my sister's dresses without it being a suit." she said. Niou looked Hisame over.
It was like the girl was begging to be jumped. He was pretty sure she'd give poor Yagyuu a heart attack if that dress of hers was any shorter. Though he had to admit that Hisame's sister had done a good job in dressing Hisame.
Niou smirked when she caught him staring. "What do you want?" she asked as they followed their friends inside. "Just looking." Niou replied. Hisame frowned and hit him hard when his eyes scanned her from head to toe. "Well stop." she told him turning away from him to follow Suzumi and Michiko.
Niou grinned as he watched her leave. When they entered the large party room they found tables set up with foot after foot of food that Hisame, with Suzumi's and Michiko's help, had made. "Hisa-chan you made all of this!?" Kirihara asked as he stared wide eyed.
"With Suzumi-sempai's and Michiko-sempai's help." Hisame replied with a nod. "I hope you all like it." she added. And with that everyone was scattered to the wind, music was turned on, and Marui and Kirihara attacked the food.
Hisame watched, amused, as the two dug into the sweets. She still stood by the doorway watching the others. Everyone defiantly seemed to be having fun and she soon found herself standing beside Yagyuu. "You did a wonderful job." he commented. Hisame smiled. "Thank you. Suzumi-sempai and Michiko-sempai did all the planning and decorating. I just cooked." she told him.
"You're a good cook. Have you considered, when you go to university, going for cooking?" Yagyuu asked her. "I have and more then likely, will." Hisame told her.
"My mother use to teach me all these different recipes when I was little and I always loved to watch her cook. When she and my father died, I just took over cooking. Onee-chan can't cook. I don't know how she manages it but she can even burn boiling water." Hisame said fondly.
The thought made Yagyuu wince and smile at the same time. Apparently Amai was more about her job then her home life. He hoped if she ever got married then it was to a man that could cook. Else wise….she didn't stand a chance
END
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