Author's Note: Dear Guest: Well, here's the chapter 21, will try to do the 22 between this week. I'd like to write more now but it's midnight. x_x

Well, we'll see what happens next, I have even quite in mind. Thank you very much for reading. Greetings. :)

21.-"Gaijin, gaijin."

After ordering, the redhead went to the kitchen to get everything. While waiting, Harumi told Francesco that they were known long ago by Chuki. The Italian was beginning to think that the issue involved everybody around the reporter. What was she in this story? Is she the Goddess of Destiny, pulling the strings of each? It was amazing if you think about on that way... Also, scary.

- Here it is. - Kaori brought the tray with the order of the two, a couple of espressos and toast, plus a piece of strawberry cake for Harumi, each with its own spoons and forks. - Enjoy. - She smiled, and then turned around to leave.

- Kaori. Do not you stay with us? – Francesco asked, how if that was an easy thing.

- Francesco... - Before she turn around, the redhead gave a huge sigh, then kept her smile almost effortlessly, watching him. - I'm working, if my boss sees me chatting to you, he can fire me, I will haven't to feed and clothe the children if I haven't my salary, and, as everything will be your fault, I'll kill you before I starve. And now, excuse me. - Finally she goes back to the kitchen.

He looks at her, not surprised; it was as if he were accustomed to her evil temper. Only shrugs and drinks his coffee.

- She is very "cute " right? Mr. Bernoulli. - Harumi says.

-She loves to Francesco. - Says, leaving a moment before his coffee cup, he looked at her and smiled without concern. -And Francesco loves her too. -

- I understand... It's amazing that you're the father of twins. - Said the Japanese, Chuki had told her sisters all about Kaori and Francesco, while Suki and Ichigo commented the subject with their friends, more than anyone, Suki, who was the gossip of the two, for that reason Yojimbo was aware of the matter and could not hold the presence of Francesco.

Although Chuki words, when she said she had not told anyone outside of his history with Kaori, sounded like a promise. But it was obvious that this kind of thing Chuki was not going to hide to Shu, or her mother and sisters. In any case, the Sisters of the reporter had not promised anything to Francesco about keep silent. And it seems that Chuki had distorted some the history for Mizuki-san, because for her this pair was happily married.

-Everyone I've known these days, speak of it as a bad thing, but that pair of children has been of the best things that happened to me in life. I have so much to do for them, it is not easy to reorganize and apparently no one else understands, because I guess some people think everything should fall from heaven. - The racer was referring to people these days were in his way, his name was so stained and trampled by those who knew Kaori and the twins, because no one gave him the opportunity to introduce him with dignity. The Italian man understood, really understood the whys of them, but also needed for a chance for him, which they were not given yet.

Half an hour after a good conversation between the two, Harumi apologized to Francesco, saying she had to go to the train station, but she enjoyed that moment. After the girl left, the Italian racer looked around. The girl in glasses was gone, neither the solitary young man, so the man who delivered newspapers.

Most waitresses retired to rest and took out to do some things; others remained in the room back. Kaori appeared to accompany Francesco.

- Hi... - She sat where once stood Harumi. - Do not have more wonderful plans, why you're still here? -

- Yes, I have something in mind. - He smiled, just saw who sat for her company. - I'll stay here with you all day. -

The woman put gesture in surprise; her fingers twitched slightly on the table cloth and put her back, resting on the back of the chair.

- What? Are you crazy? You cannot stay here all day. Do not you want to know the shops in Osaka? You have too much to see out there. You can go shopping or something. - She raised an arm over and over again, pointing to the door, alternating between there and here, as to teach him all he could go to enjoy.

Departmental buildings full of trinkets, or exclusive shops of international brands, all a great little world was the center of Osaka.

-Shh... Calm down... I have everything under control. - Looks to one side and then the other, as sure of something. - Hey, how I can talk to your boss? I want to ask him something.

The redhead did not know what he wanted, wanting to talk to her boss as well as quiet, but his eyes did notice that something was on his mind. She stood up.

- Is... Back there in his office... Why? - Kaori points to the door of the hallway between the kitchen, resting area and the office of the boss.

-Come with me. - Francesco stood up from his seat, takes her hand and they go there together.

- What? No, wait... - Even thought I was crazy , but did not know why at that time began to play along.

When they reach the door of the office, all Kaori's coworkers stop what they were doing and they will take a look at the couple.

- What are they doing? - One of the girls whispers, leaning behind the frame of the door of the rest room.

I have no idea ... Who is that man? - Says other, leaning a little behind, as curious as her friend.

- He is the boyfriend of Kaori -san. - Kumiko says, a little excited, with a huge smile.

- How do you know? – The girl interrogates Kumiko leaning on the frame, but this time look at her.

- I heard it from our partner Izumi, who understand English and was chatting with the guy who was recently in the table 7. Right, Izumi? Tell them. - Looks at the girl named Izumi, who was having lunch onigiris fillings (rice balls) while watching a fashion magazine. She quickly nodded her head in affirmation, swallowing the food in her mouth.

-It's true; he gave her a couple of kisses on both cheeks and then said that they were dating. - Izumi answered with eyes wide, trying to focus on her magazine and on her food but her ears was willing to what happened in the hallway.

Francesco and Kaori were in the boss's office about 15 minutes; he man did not even understand English, so that the redhead had to translate some phrases. Upon leaving, the couple went to the rest room, but before she said something.

- God. Why you like always clowning? I almost died laughing there, luckily I held back, maybe if you really repeated what you said in English, I'm sure my boss would fire me. -

- Hey, quiet, it's great he does not understand the language. But tell me if is not true, when you see him what do think about his hairstyle? Who uses that hairstyle in this modern age? It's as if his hairdresser was a bowl of salad. Perhaps he is so stingy with himself he cannot help not spend money on that... - The Italian racer was babbling some things about the cafe owner, between English and Italian.

Kaori laughed softly, indicating that she had thought something like that about that hair, did not like how it looked, she loved long dark hair and with some style.

They finally stopped at the door where her companions were leaning out before, now there was no one, all sitting and doing anything else. It was obvious they were pretending not to hear anything or know anything. The redhead was going to introduce Francesco with them, who after entering he took her hand, and then she looked at the group of women, who rushed their eyes on the couple.

- Girls, I... - Kaori told her coworkers, in Japanese.

-Ah! Congratulations Kaori -san! - Kumiko was the first to speak. The girl with dark short hair, pale skin and huge eyes with beautiful brown tone, smiles, she was the youngest of all there, and the newest, has more or less 18 or 19 years, so sweet and delicate character as a stuffed plush, everybody loved her personality, never bothered anyone, people just see her and felt like she needed a very tight hug. Customers enjoyed much her attention.

- What? Congratulations? Why? - The redhead was very nervous, especially when Francesco took her hand, her face changed red color rapidly, being in front of all the girls, did not dare to let him go, is more along the nerves, she pressed it a little more.

-Ouch! Kaori, you're killing my hand... - He complained the between teeth, to not look bad in front the girls, trying to save his fingers they were very interlacing with hers.

-You behave worse that a little girl... - She whispered and let him go. She even was looking at Kumiko and with confused expression. What did know the girl now than Kaori didn't know?

Francesco secretly shook his hand behind his back for relief. She said him, little girl? But, if she had pressed hard.

- For your boyfriend. We have understood that a single mother, but finally you found your special someone. - The girl was so happy for her sempai.

- What that "finally" means? - Kaori said softly, her eyes narrowed and fake smile... She felt like the old woman would never find a man. Sure, like most of her friends were married or otherwise, had a suitor, Kaori felt like the oddball of her society, even more so. Not much Japanese men in the country dared to be with a Gaijin, for fear of comments from their families, and she had decided in a way, waiting for the racer. - Well, the truth is that I wanted to introduce you to... -

- I'm Francesco, is a pleasure, ladies. - Disrupted on impulse. But almost no one understood, most of the girls who were present did not understand English, hence, less Italian. There was a small silence.

Kaori then continued, in Japanese.

-Mr. Bernoulli says it's a pleasure to meet you, he will stay with us today, the boss gave him permission to cook something special and serve it to the public at lunchtime. - The redhead explained to the other girls.

- What? You say that gaijin will use my kitchen? – Said a surprised woman with brown hair, tied back in a bun tomato style, older than the others, even bigger than Kaori, she is bothered at that. - No sir, I will not work with him. -

- Who said he would work with you, Mamiya -san? - The redheaded noticed strongly that dialogue, thankfully the Italian racer did not understand. Kaori looked into Mamiya eyes to face her, again, that word "Gaijin" the older had been used it in a derogatory manner. - It does sound like he was trying to take your job, Francesco only make this once, he comes here from far away to try to be accepted, but if no one given him the chance even for the couple of hours I will very wrong to think of some of yours. Especially you, Mamiya -san, who is the oldest of all of us, should give a good example. -

The others stayed in complete silence, the younger girls thought it would be exotic to serve some of the old continent, even for a day.

- A day, an hour, a second, I will not allow him to touch my kitchen and utensils, I am very loyal to my people, I never could accept this. - She defended. Her closed mind surprised the rest of the girls. - And neither, you never sympathized me, Gaijin. Do you think about your Western appearance you're superior to us? You come here to offer all your things as God, but you are the worst scourge of the world. -

- Do you think that serving coffee and sandwiches is very traditional? How you can...? - Kaori no talk more, took Francesco's hand firmly and carried him out of that section, but not before taking her red coat that was hanging out there. About to cry, but anger doesn't left her shedding a few tears right there.

The racer does not understand anything, he thought everything was strange, he could not say a word, hearing women discussed further in their native language, but realized by the expression and action of the redhead, who was very bad.

Then they went out of that place and she took him a few blocks away from there. That's when he stopped his march to demand an explanation.

- Kaori, wait what happened? Is it okay that you go out of your job? Your boss can fire you. - As she held his hand, he forced her to stop with him.

I do not care... - She answered without turning around to look at him, with her voice cracking, revealing more her status at that time.

- You really do not care? Before, you were talking about not left it for the children. What happened in there? - He tried to see her face, but Kaori doesn't let him, moving her head to the opposite side or covering her face with her hair, so he would not see her about of cry.

Suddenly the woman released his hand and quickly walked further.

- Hey... - Francesco felt that she left him, but he was not going to stay with it and followed her. He spoke as she walked behind. - Kaori, please do not be childish, then you say that I am immatu... Kaori? –

She was suddenly stopped in front of a Karaoke, had an idea, again took the hand of Francesco, rented a cabin for an hour and they got in there. As it was a quiet place, no one could bother them; it was perfect to talk without people around.

To be continued...

Disclaimer:

-Kaori is a character that belongs to me and this story, and all the waitresses. XD (c) Shadoru.

-Other characters belong to (c) Disney. PIXAR

-Sorry my bad English.