Chapter 37: Familiar Faces
"Okaa-san, look!" I said happily, leaning against the airplane's window, looking at the city of Tokyo below. "We're here at last."
"Yes," Okaa-san said calmly, looking forward. "We're here at last..."
I glanced back at her, and sighed.
You're faking it.
Okaa-san has been acting this way ever since Atsuya-ojisan called to inform her about my obaa-san's sudden passing. Of course her change in behavior is expected in this situation, she just lost her okaa-san; but surprisingly enough, her true feelings are not what one would assume them to be. Behind that facade of hers, she's actually happy. How do I know? I know because before I left her in the library yesterday, I looked back and witnessed a smile slowly forming on her lips. I know it sounds messed up, but it's the truth she won't admit, and probably never will if confronted. I don't mind if she never does, it's not my truth to tell anyway.
Once the airplane landed and came to a complete halt, the flight attendant cleared her throat, "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Haneda airport. Local time is 10:15am and the temperature is 5°C (41°F)..."
I glanced again at my okaa-san.
If I hadn't known of that smile on your face, you would have been a good actress.
Okaa-san stood up from her seat, "Let's go Tsubomi, everyone is waiting for us at your obaa-san's house."
"Okay, okaa-san," I nodded as I stretched my back, and followed her towards the exit.
"Tsubaki-obasan, Tsubomi-chan, it has been a long while, hasn't it," Daichi-chan greeted us at the entrance.
"Indeed it has, Daichi-chan," Okaa-san smiled. "Where is your otou-san?"
"He is in the living room," Daichi-chan replied.
"Very well, excuse me," Okaa-san walked away.
Daichi-chan smiled, "How was the flight?"
"It was alright," I replied. I took a step forward, and reached out my hand to touch his hair, playfully twirling it around my index finger. "Daichi-chan, what a handsome young man you've become."
"Th-Thanks," Daichi-chan blushed.
"Hehe, when did you decide to grow out your hair so long?" I giggled, moving my hand away.
"A little after you've left."
"May I ask why you didn't say anything?" I raised an eyebrow.
"Um... I thought it would be a great idea to surprise you when you return," Daichi-chan smiled hesitantly, rubbing the back of his neck.
"Uh huh, sure you did," I laughed.
"So... what do you think of obaa-san's house?" Daichi-chan changed the subject.
I shrugged, "Our obaa-san has always been persnickety, so I'm not entirely surprised of the overall outlook of her home, but I will admit it does look nice."
"Very," Daichi-chan nodded. "Did you notice the entire west wing has been remodeled?"
"No, I have not," I shook my head. "What are the changes?"
"Follow me and I'll show you," Daichi-chan walked towards the front door, and held it open for me. "The funeral ceremony won't start until later on, so we have plenty of time left to spare. Also, getting out of this house for a bit will help alleviate the forlornness surrounding us."
I looked back at the living room, and immediately spotted my okaa-san sitting quietly on the sofa, listening to a couple of our kazoku relatives talking to her.
She doesn't want to be here... but what can I do about it?
I sighed, "Okay, let's go."
Following Daichi-chan outside to the west wing portion of the house, he said to me, "The exterior is no longer made of brick, it's been changed to golden honey colored stacked stones. I suppose obaa-san wanted the west wing to look more... how should I put it... lustrous? With an appearance that'll stand out equally like the rest of the house."
"Oh, shit..." I suddenly froze, looking at the remodeled work.
"Yup, exactly what I said," Daichi-chan laughed. "It looks nice doesn't it? As you can see, a second floor was added, and as well as the ceiling windows. Heh, you won't believe who gets to live in obaa-san's house now and see this everyday."
"Who?" I asked, still looking at the remodeled work in astonishment.
"You," Daichi-chan playfully bumped my shoulder.
"Oh... Wha-What!?" I gasped. "You're joking!"
"Nope. Your okaa-san now owns obaa-san's home; and as the new owner, she can sell the house if she wants to."
"My okaa-san wouldn't do that, she'll most likely keep it," I sighed.
Unfortunately.
"Heheh, you don't sound exhilarated," Daichi-chan grinned.
"I'm not," I said bluntly. "Especially with all those damn portraits of our obaa-san still hanging on the walls. It feels as if she came back from the dead."
Daichi-chan bursts out laughing, "I told you how uncomfortable it was staying inside yesterday."
"Ugh, I rather stay in Kyoto, Daichi-chan."
"I suppose you'll have to talk with your okaa-san about it," Daichi-chan smiled. "I'm sure she'll work something out with you."
"Maybe."
Or maybe not.
"Hmm, what about your otou-san? Do you think he'll be moving in here with you two or continue living in Kyoto once he returns?"
"I don't know, but he'll most likely stay in Kyoto. Considering how much he dislikes my obaa-san, I doubt he will want to live here."
"Ah, there you go! You can stay with your otou-san."
"And leave my okaa-san alone? I can't do that, Daichi-chan."
"But what if your okaa-san says you can?"
I smiled, "To be honest, I still would choose not to. If she stays here, then so will I. Besides, there's no point going back home in Kyoto without her."
"I understand, you are close to your okaa-san after all, right?"
"Yes," I nodded. "So, is there any other remodeled work you want to show me?"
"No, but there is something else I want to show you," Daichi-chan began walking away from the house. "Come, this way."
"Hey, wait, where are we going?" I quickly followed after him.
"On an adventure!" Daichi-chan laughed wickedly.
As we approached a tall plane hedge fence covered entirely with osmanthus leaves, I thought to myself, The adventure of ours begins with a fence? How boring.'
Daichi-chan inserted his hands underneath the leaves, and said, "The door is here somewhere."
"A hidden door?" I said, feeling surprised.
"Yes," Daichi-chan nodded as he fumbled through the leaves. "Ah, I found it."
Daichi-chan moved the leaves away to reveal an old iron gate door.
"This is interesting," I smiled. "May I ask how did you find out about this door?"
"I have my ways," Daichi-chan winked as he pulled the door open for me. Stepping inside, we were surrounded with tall evergreen trees, blocking away majority of the light, giving off this eerie green glow. Daichi-chan grinned, "Doesn't this forest give you some sort of spooky vibe? Like from the legend of sleepy hollow where the headless horseman rides through a forest just like this, preparing to slice off the head of a-"
"Oh my god, Daichi-chan, shut up," I interrupted, frowningly. "The last thing I want to think about is possibly losing my head."
"I was just saying, Tsubomi-chan," Daichi-chan laughed.
"Where's Ma-chan? I'm sure she'll have something to say about it too."
"Ugh, let's not speak of that woman," Daichi-chan said in annoyance. "I still have the bump on my head from yesterday when I was here with her. I told her the same thing I just told you, and then WHAM! She slaps me on the back of the head."
"Well, I wonder why," I said, slightly amused.
"Ha-ha," Daichi-chan rolled his eyes. "Let's keep going forward, Tsubomi-chan, there's another door at the end of this dirt path."
Walking side by side, I asked him, "Was Ma-chan with you when you discovered the hidden door? Or were you alone?"
"Ma-chan was with me," Daichi-chan replied. "And, I wasn't the one who discovered the hidden door. She did... by accident. Haha."
"What happened?"
"Clumsy Ma-chan tripped on a branch and slammed her face on the door," Daichi-chan chuckled.
"That's not funny, Daichi-chan. Poor Ma-chan, that must have hurt."
"Rest assured her face is still intact. On the plus side, thanks to her clumsiness we found the door."
"Perhaps, but still... ouch. What were you two doing yesterday anyway? Ma-chan isn't that clumsy."
"Haha, says you. I sort of... accidentally..."
"You mean on purpose," I corrected him. "I know you, Daichi-chan. Don't play innocent with me, haha."
"You know me so well," Daichi-chan smiled mischievously. "Alright, the truth is Ma-chan and I were arguing over which house was better, slytherin or ravenclaw based on given individual traits and-"
"Wait a minute," I stopped him, in complete disbelief; and yet, not entirely surprised considering their past bickering over trivial matters. "You two were arguing over the houses in Harry Potter? You've got to be joking. I thought it was something else, something more important than that."
"Just skip to the part where Ma-chan trips over the branch," I continued with a disappointed sigh.
Daichi-chan laughed, "You should have expected to hear some nonsense like this, so don't be surprised."
"Trust me, I'm not," I said with irritation.
Daichi-chan cleared his throat. "As I was saying, Ma-chan and I were arguing over which house was better, slytherin or ravenclaw based on individual traits and overall reputation. Ma-chan was winning at first, pointing out all the facts against me, as expected from a smart-ass ravenclaw. To get back at her, I decided to take a more comic approach. According to J.K. Rowling, all ravenclaws must answer a riddle if they want to enter their common room. Now, with this in mind, I told Ma-chan, 'It sucks to be you, honestly. Imagine going out to a party, you're drinking and dancing with good company. Afterwards, you return to your common room drunk in good spirits, but have to answer a riddle to reach your bedroom. 'What gets wetter and wetter the more it dries?'... 'Your mom, eeyyyyyy."
"Oh my goodness," I laughed. "That's terrible."
"Ma-chan said the same thing, and just like you she was laughing as well. I decided to continue on with my comic approach, and all was going well... before I accidently said a dirty joke that ended up making her snap... Hmm, I think I might have went a little too far with that joke in particular but oh well."
"What did you say?" I curiously asked.
"I said-"
*CRACK*
"What was that?" I asked, nervously looking all around us.
"I don't know," Daichi-chan replied calmly. "Perhaps it was just a branch that fell from a tree, that's all."
Suddenly, a couple of bushes nearby began to shake.
"Tsubomi-chan," Daichi-chan called out to me.
"Yes?" I stared directly at the bushes, taking a step back.
Daichi-chan gripped my hand, and said, "RUN!"
Running as fast as we could, we finally reached the iron door at the end of the dirt path. We quickly entered inside, and immediately shut the door behind us.
Leaning back against the door, breathing heavily, I asked Daichi-chan, "Did you get a glimpse of it?"
"No," Daichi-chan moved away from the door, moving his hair away from his face.
*BUMP BUMP*
"Ah! It's hitting the door," I quickly hid behind Daichi-chan.
"It'll go away... eventually," Daichi-chan assured me, hesitatingly.
Looking around for a weapon to protect myself, my choices were, unfortunately, limited to broken sticks and small stones. Not wanting to waste time, I picked up a couple of big random sticks, and handed one to Daichi-chan. "Here, use this."
"Really, a stick?" Daichi-chan looked at me in disbelief.
"Got any brighter ideas?" I frowned.
*BUMP BUMP*
"Hey, open the door!" A familiar voice yelled. "I know you two are in there."
"Ma-chan?" My eyes widened, immediately recognizing the voice.
Daichi-chan angrily threw the stick away, and opened the door, "Damn you woman!"
Mayumi-chan smirked, "Did I frighten you, Daichi-chan?"
"I should have known it was you making all those noises," Daichi-chan growled.
"I wasn't the one making all those noises," Mayumi-chan said. "It was Skittles."
"You actually brought that furball with you?" Daichi-chan crossed his arms in annoyance.
"That furball has a name," Mayumi-chan frowned.
"Um, excuse me, who's Skittles?" I interrupted my itoko-sans, tossing away the stick I had in my hand.
"Daichi-chan didn't tell you?" Mayumi-chan gasped disappointedly. "Skittles is my dog. He is a little white yorkshire terrier."
"Oh my god," I hid my face with my hands, concealing my embarrassment.
I can't believe I ran away from a little dog!
"Hehe, come out Skittles," Mayumi-chan called out.
"Woof, woof!" Appeared Skittles in a red snowflake knitted sweater, happily wagging its tail.
"Aww, it's so cute!" I squeaked as I kneeled down, and rubbed Skittles behind the ear.
"Ma-chan, why did you bring him to obaa-san's funeral?" Daichi-chan asked. "It's not appropriate."
"Says you," Mayumi-chan said. "Having Skittles around helps alleviate all this sadness in the air. Plus, he helps calm my okaa-san."
"If you say so," Daichi-chan sighed.
"Hey, Ma-chan, how did you know we were coming here?" I got up off my knees, holding Skittles in my arms.
"I had a feeling Daichi-chan was going to show you the garden we found yesterday," Mayumi-chan replied. "Also... you two weren't in the house, so where else would you two be?"
"That is true," I nodded.
"So, what do you think of the garden Tsubomi-chan?" Mayumi-chan asked.
"..." It's usually easy for me to express what I think or feel about things when asked, but this time I am completely speechless.
"Do you think she likes what she sees?" Daichi-chan whispered to Mayumi-chan, probably assuming I won't hear them.
"I don't think so," Mayumi-chan whispered back. "This place hasn't been cared for in god knows how long."
"Definitely," Daichi-chan agreed. "Almost everything here is dead it seems."
"Yup, almost, the water fountain is the only thing here with a sign of growing life I think," Mayumi-chan said. "The frozen algae is literally covering almost the entire thing."
"Heh, that's not the only sign. If you look to your left, there are frozen spiderwebs on the branches of those trees," Daichi-chan said.
"Uh, you two don't know how to whisper," I interrupted them.
"Hehe, sorry about that Tsubomi-chan," Mayumi-chan giggled.
"It's okay," I smiled. "Um... it's not terrible, but nor is it great..."
"Be honest, Tsubomi-chan, if you had to grade this place, what would you give it?" Daichi-chan asked.
"A twelve," I replied.
"Wow, that's lower than what I gave this place," Mayumi-chan said. "I gave it a twenty."
"And I gave it a sixty-five," Daichi-chan said.
"A sixty-five?" I repeated, feeling surprised. "You're too kind Daichi-chan."
"Perhaps," Daichi-chan chuckled. "The reason why I gave it a grade so kind is because I see potential here. If we dispose of everything that is already dead, which is about ninety percent of the entire garden, with whatever is left we can help grow."
"If we have the time though," Mayumi-chan said. "We have school and our after school activites too. Whatever is left of our free time is not enough to help this garden."
"That is true," Daichi-chan sighed. "Oh well."
Suddenly, my cellphone goes off.
"Here you go, Ma-chan," I handed her Skittles. I pulled out my cellphone, and looked at the caller ID, "It's my okaa-san. Excuse me."
Walking away from my itoko-sans, I answered, "Hello?"
"Tsubomi, where are you?" Okaa-san asked.
"I'm outside in the garden with Ma-chan and Daichi-chan," I replied.
"What are you all doing in the garden?" Okaa-san inquired in a serious tone. "It is supposed to be closed. Return to the house at once."
Uh oh.
"Yes, okaa-san."
I hanged up, and walked back to my itoko-sans. "My okaa-san wants us to return to the house at once."
"Are we in trouble?" Mayumi-chan asked, moving her head away from Skittles' lick kisses.
"Not if we don't return now," I replied.
"It was fun while it lasted," Daichi-san sighed. "Alright, lets go."
"Whoa, were we gone that long?" Mayumi-chan was taken aback from the newly arrived kazoku members.
"Not really," Daichi-chan shook his head. "We were gone for only thirty or so minutes."
Looking at the crowd gathering inside, I said, "I see so many familar faces, yet I don't socialize with any of them."
"Except us, right?" Mayumi-chan smiled.
"Of course," I giggled.
"Are you ladies ready to surround yourselves with strangers?" Daichi-chan laughed.
"Woof!" Skittles barked.
"Uh, Skittles is a boy not a girl," Mayumi-chan said, playfully swinging Skittles side to side in her arms.
Daichi-chan rolled his eyes, "Whatever."
Walking inside, I excused myself from my itoko-sans and Skittles. I soon found my okaa-san sitting outside on the patio, talking to an elderly kazoku relative. I walked towards my okaa-san, and sat down beside her.
"Ah, is this Tsubomi-chan?" The elderly man asked. "She has grown beautifully, Tsubaki-chan. She looks just like you when you were her age."
"Thank you, oji-san," Okaa-san said.
"Take care of your okaa-san, Tsubomi-chan," The elderly man said. "If she's anything like your obaa-san, then she might overwork herself and forget to enjoy life."
My okaa-san stayed silent.
"I will," I nodded.
"Good," The elderly man smiled as he stood up. "Now, please excuse me, I have to go find my musuko-san."
"How was the garden?" Okaa-san suddenly asked me.
"It was... empty," I replied.
"It always was, ever since your ojii-san passed away," Okaa-san said.
"Oh..."
"Onee-san," Atsuya-ojisan called out to my okaa-san. "The funeral ceremony will begin now."
"Now?" Okaa-san said, feeling surprised.
"Yes, now," Oji-san nodded. "Unless you want to join us later."
"No, I'll go," Okaa-san stood up. "Let's go inside, Tsubomi."
"Oh, okay," I said.
"Tsubomi-chan, over here," Daichi-chan called out to me as I entered the living room. Sitting next to him was Mayumi-chan, angrily slouching back in her seat.
"Okaa-san, may I sit with my itoko-sans?" I asked, hesitantly, unsure if she would mind me sitting with my itoko-sans.
"Yes you may," Okaa-san replied, taking a seat next to Atsuya-ojisan.
Walking towards my itoko-sans, I noticed Skittles was not with them. I took a seat next to Mayumi-chan, and asked her, "Where's Skittles?"
"Tied up outside to a lamp post," Mayumi-chan replied, frowningly, crossing her arms over her chest. "Apparently, we have some kazoku relatives who are not fond of pets, so my okaa-san made me tie him up outside for the remainder of the funeral ceremony."
"That is ridiculous, it's cold outside," I said.
"I know," Mayumi-chan grumbled. "I tried to explain to them that Skittles was well behaved and wouldn't bother anyone. Ugh, whatever, the sooner we get this over with the better."
"You know Ma-chan... I kind of feel bad for Skittles," Daichi-chan sighed.
"Oh my god, you- you actually said his name for once!" Mayumi-chan beamed. "You do like him!"
"No I don't, I just feel bad for him," Daichi-chan blushed. "He's out in the cold while we're here inside in the warmth."
"Aww, the grinch's heart grew," Mayumi-chan playfully pinched his cheeks.
"Hey, let's focus on obaa-san's funeral ceremony, okay?" Daichi-chan swatted her hand away. "That is why we are here in the first place."
"Hehe, he's growing on you too, huh?" I giggled.
"I never said he is," Daichi-chan huffed.
"It's alright Daichi-chan, don't worry you'll see him again," Mayumi-chan grinned.
Daichi-chan ignored Mayumi-chan, and looked forward.
"He likes Skittles, regardless of what he says," Mayumi-chan whispered to me.
"Hey, I heard that," Daichi-chan frowned.
"Good," Mayumi-chan smirked. "You were supposed to anyway."
Throughout the entire funeral ceremony, my itoko-sans and I sat quietly, listening to anyone who was willing to talk about our obaa-san. Majority of all the speakers who decided to share some stories of our obaa-san kept talking about her successes and her ongoing determination to become the best. Needless to say, it seemed as if the speeches kept repeating themselves.
During my okaa-san's speech at the very end, I overheard someone say how much my obaa-san will be missed and what a great woman she was...
Haha, bullshit.
Pardon my language but whoever said that was probably referring to how well my obaa-san was in business, and I am positively certain that almost everyone who came misses my obaa-san just for that reason as well.
Kinda sad, right? Oh well.
After the funeral ceremony ended, my itoko-sans and I left to go untie Skittles from the lamp post. Poor little yorkie, he was shivering from the cold, but that didn't stop him from happily jumping on us.
"Come on, Daichi-chan, you know you want to hold him," Mayumi-chan held Skittles in front of him.
"No thank you," Daichi-chan said, turning away. "I am content as I am."
"If you say so," Mayumi-chan shrugged.
"Hey, Tsubomi-chan," Mayumi-chan called out to me. "That was a nice speech you gave back there. It sounded quite genuine."
"Are you being sarcastic with me?" I chuckled.
Mayumi-chan giggled, "I know you just made it all up at the last minute, but it was good."
"Thanks, Ma-chan," I laughed.
"Wow, that's a nice looking car coming this way," Daichi-chan smiled.
I turned around, and saw a red Maserati coming to a stop near the parking lot on the side of the house. Stepping out of the car, the man smiled and waved at me.
"Reiji-ojisan!" I beamed, happily running towards him.
"Hey Tsubomi," Oji-san gave me a tight hug.
"How did you know I was back?" I asked him.
"Your okaa-san called me a couple of minutes ago. She asked me to come get you."
"She did? But, my okaa-san, she's-"
"She's going to work right after this. She called me to come pick you up because she doesn't want you to be left alone."
"Oh, okay. Do I bring my suitcase with me? Or just some clothes to change into?"
"Just some clothes to change into for tomorrow and your pajamas as well."
"Okay, I'll be right back."
I walked back to my itoko-sans, and said, "I'm leaving with my oji-san now. I'm just going to get a few things to take with me."
"Oh, that's your oji-san? Is he your otou-san's onii-san or otouto-san?" Daichi-chan asked.
"He is my otou-san's otouto-san," I replied.
"Cool, well, we'll catch you later then," Daichi-chan said.
"Bye, Tsubomi-chan," Mayumi-chan waved Skittles' paw at me.
Damn it, he's cute!
Entering my obaa-san's house, I approached my okaa-san, who was talking to both Masami-obasan and Hanako-obasan. After finishing up whatever she needed to say, she quickly noticed I was idly standing near them. "What is it, Tsubomi?"
"Sorry for interrupting, okaa-san, but I just wanted to let you know that Reiji-ojisan is here to pick me up," I said.
"Alright, go upstairs, turn to the hallway on your right, and inside the second door to your left has your suitcase inside," Okaa-san said.
"Okay, thanks okaa-san."
After locating the room, I stepped inside, and immediately began picking out the clothes to dress into for tomorrow. I selected a simple gray v-neck blouse and a pair of navy blue jeans.
Eh, good enough.
I exited the room, hurried out of the house.
"Sorry if I kept you waiting oji-san."
"That's alright, Tsubomi, there's no rush," Oji-san smiled. "Are you ready?"
"Yes," I nodded.
I took a seat inside of his car, and closed the car door. Putting on the seat belt, I asked him, "How have you been oji-san?"
"Good," Oji-san replied as he turned on the car. "Lately, I have been helping Shigeru-chan prepare for Sumiko-chan's surprise birthday party. Sumiko-chan doesn't want to celebrate it, as always; but nonetheless, Shigeru-chan wants to surprise her. We have everything ready, except the cake. The cake won't be ready until tomorrow."
"Her birthday is tomorrow, right?" I asked him, facing forward, lowering my gaze off to the side.
"Yes, and you made it just in time to celebrate with us. I am positive Sumiko-chan will be more than excited to see you again."
I hope so...
"Hmm, I wonder if we could use you as a distraction," Oji-san continued as he drove into the street.
"A distraction?" I repeated.
"Yeah, like hang out with Sumiko-chan for a bit while I help Shigeru-chan with his surprise for her."
"Ha-hang out?" I stuttered, feeling surprised.
"What's wrong? Don't you like the idea?" Oji-san asked.
"The idea is fine, oji-san," I lied. "I just think that even if I hanged out with her, she won't be completely distracted from Shigeru-san's plan to suprise her."
"I know, but it's the thought that counts," Oji-san smiled.
"So... where do I take her?" I asked him, not feeling excited about it, but willing to help.
"That's a good question. Hmm, how about an arcade?"
"Okay, I will."
I don't want to do it.
"Excellent," Oji-san smiled.
Entering my oji-san's apartment, I headed towards the bedroom I normally slept in, and flopped backwards on the bed.
"Why did I agree?" I breathed, rubbing my temples.
Remember, I am doing this to help oji-san help Shigeru-san surprise Su-chan. Even though she already knows Shigeru-san is planning something, so there's really no point in doing this honestly. Ugh...
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, "Tsubomi-san, your oji-san has asked for you. He is in the library."
Getting up off the bed, I replied, "I'm coming."
Will it be okay if we hanged out? What if she still hates me? What if... no, no more negativity. The more I think, the more I will worry.
Walking towards the library, I heard a man laughing loudly with my oji-san.
Oh, we have a guest.
When I entered the library, I immediately recognized the man sitting on the sofa across from my oji-san.
"Shigeru-san," My eyes widened in surprise.
"It has been a long time now, hasn't it?" Shigeru-san smiled, flicking his cigar downwards into the ashtray. "When your oji-san told us you were coming, we had to come see you."
I sat beside my oji-san, and wondered. Who's we?
"Ah, there you are," Shigeru-san said. "Come say hello to Tsubomi-chan."
Suddenly, I froze.
Walking towards us, her sea colored eyes gazed softly at me, and with a smile she said, "It's nice to see you again, Tsubomi."
"It's nice to see you too... Su-chan."
A/N: Just 3 things I need to mention.
1). Ellie will be mentioned again soon. To Tsubomi she wasn't just some random... hehe...
2). The Wizarding World of Harry Potter (Universal Studios Japan) is a quite popular theme park in Japan. With that being said, I didn't just randomly added it to my fanfic just because I love Harry Potter. Of course, who's gonna believe me? Lol...
3). For those who are wondering when Yaya will be making an appearance will have to wait...
Till next time! :)