30. Finding Nyamo

**Swiss cheese guys. I got back from Chicago on Sunday and have been trying to write for the past three days. People wont leave me alone!**

**I actually talked about this plot line with my pen pal, who has officially disappeared off the face of the Earth. *Sigh***

**I don't own anything.**

Minamo sighed as she held the door open. Yukari leisurely strolled out with her arms crossed behind her head in a stretch. It was almost like they were exiting a café instead of a four star restaurant…

"See, that was a good idea, right?" Yukari grinned. She let out a loud exhale when she dropped her arms back towards her side. "Totally worth it."

"You didn't pay for it…" Minamo mumbled under her breath.

"What was that?" Yukari's tone slightly accusing.

Minamo shook her head, "Nothing, nothing. The food _was_ delicious."

The eccentric woman patted her stomach, "Oh yeah,"

Before Minamo could ask what they should do for the remainder of their date night, a man bumped into her. She stumbled, but his arms shot out to grasp her shoulder and steady her. Glancing up at the man to say an apology, her heart stopped.

"Chère! Ça va! J'aime votre robe." He took a moment to look her up and down. "Vouz êtes belle."

Yukari huffed at Minamo's glassy eyes and slacked jaw. _French! Why French?_

"Allons faire une promenade dans le parc, nous pouvons bavarder."

Not even sparing a glance at the quietly fuming Yukari, the French teacher took Minamo by the hand. "Ce soir, je n'oublierai pas."

The man led Minamo away from the restaurant, still babbling in French. Yukari facepalmed at her still amazed partner. _Seriously?_

Yukari just wanted to smack the man. _What the hell is his name anyway? _Pinching the bridge of her nose, she finally was able to center her thoughts on _not_ beating the man within an inch of his life. They had already disappeared.

"Shit!"

She began walking in the direction he had pulled Minamo away. She was scanning the crowd, hoping that somehow she'd be able to spot them. Even walking on her tip-toes she couldn't see above the multitude of people. Quickening her pace, she mumbled profanities under her breath as people refused to let her through.

There! The same color shirt Minamo was wearing! Yukari half jogged to the corner of the street. Cars zoomed past, but all she could focus on was the spot of blue turning another corner and out of sight. Just as she was contemplating playing real life Frogger, the pedestrian crossing light lit up.

She raced across the street and down the sidewalk. Then she remembered something that stopped her in her tracks. At dinner, hadn't Minamo been wearing that green v-neck instead of the blue blouse? Yukari wanted to slam her head into the building beside her.

"DAMMIT!" She pounded her fist against the wall. Frustration levels having reached maximum.

"Miss Yukari? What 'n tha heck?"

The eccentric teacher paused her tantrum at the familiar voice. Let's be honest, accent.

"Osaka?" She turned to regard one of her favorite students. "Small world."

"Ah'll say." The Osakan girl tilted her head, "So what'rya doin' beatin' the wall?"

Yukari sighed and straightened so she looked more professional (not that she actually cared what the brat thought of her). "You know that new French teacher?" The teen nodded, "He stole Nyamo from me!"

"Miss Minamo? Ah saw her just a second ago."

Yukari perked up, "Really? Which way did they go?"

The blank look in Osaka's eyes as she scanned around them was not comforting. She smiled and pointed in the opposite direction Yukari had been going, "That a way."

"Thanks Osaka!"

Before she could even take off, the teen said "Wait! Miss Yukari!"

"What?"

"Can Ah help ya find Miss Minamo?"

Yukari gave her a hesitant look. The Osakan teen would only slow her down, but… "I guess?"

"We're gonna findya Miss Minamo!" She shouted excitedly to the world.

_Half an hour later._

"Where are we, Miss Yukari?" Osaka clung to her teacher's arm as a foreign man covered in tattoos passed them.

"I don't know, but I think we took a wrong turn somewhere…"

"Do ya know where they could've been going to?"

Yukari shook her head and nearly jumped when she saw how many piercings that young woman had. "I don't speak French."

"French?" Osaka grinned, "Ah know some French!"

"What?!"

The teen nodded, "Ah took it back in middle school,"

Yukari could've exploded with relief. "Then what does_, say swar je noublea pa_ mean?"

Osaka squinted her eyes as she tried to decode the accent. "Ah think he's saying something about tonight bein' unforgettable."

_Bastard. _She racked her brain for something else he said. "_Fair uh promenade _something _park, noose pouvan _I DON'T KNOW." She gave a frustrated cry.

"They're going to the park so they can do something?"

"_DO SOMETHING?!"_

"Y-Yes."

Angrily, she stormed away from the heavily gothic teens and scary looking young adults. She practically dragged Osaka across town, since the accented girl wouldn't let go of her arm.

It wasn't until that they arrived in a more familiar part of town did Yukari slow her pace. They were quite relieved to see the safer side of their touristy city. They were just a couple blocks away now…

Then Osaka's stomach grumbled. Loudly. Yukari stopped and raised an eyebrow at her student.

"Miss Yukari, Ah haven't ate dinner yet."

"Well go eat something!" Yukari began walking again, slightly annoyed.

"But Ah'm helpin' ya find Miss Minamo."

The English teacher pointed in the general direction of the park, "I know where she is though!"

Osaka frowned, "What if they've left?"

"They haven't!" Yukari hissed, walking faster. She could hear the short teen struggling to keep up.

_After thoroughly searching the park for thirty minutes…_

"They left! What the hell, Nyamo?!" Yukari raged at the cloudless sky.

The woman took a seat on an empty bench and sighed. The sun was beginning to fall, while street lamps flickered to life. Where could they be?

Osaka patted her back. "Can we find something to eat, Miss Yukari?"

"Yeah, whatever." She grumbled, standing lazily.

Yukari dragged her feet as they exited the park. Osaka held her stomach, which was still painfully empty and making a lot of noise. The teacher didn't notice since she was lost in her depressed world, it was like there was a storm cloud over her person.

"Why did she have to go off with that dude anyway?"

Osaka let her rant, helplessly scanning the area for _somewhere_ to eat.

"I can be smooth too, dammit… English is nice to listen to, but she never swoons when I speak in English."

In the distance, Osaka spotted it. Heaven… Those golden arches and bright lights attracted the young and old, fat and skinny, tourist and students on a budget… Her stomach pleaded with her. She couldn't speak stomach, but she could guess what it wanted.

"We were gonna go home and watch a movie or something! I can't believe she ditched me like that-"

"Miss Yukari?"

"Stupid woman only has guys on her mind!"

"Miss Yukari!"

"Damn! Damn! Damn!"

Osaka backed away in fear when Yukari waved her arms wildly and started having another fit. They were attracting a lot of attention and the student didn't know what to do. But food was just down the street… She had to wake her teacher up somehow.

"Nyamo hates me! She'd rather be with a silly, stupid sounding French teacher! I-"

One well meaning, well placed leg and a gentle shove to the back. Yukari fell flat on her face. Oh man, that sidewalk was so cold and so dirty.

"M-Miss Yukari?" Osaka watched her teacher nuzzle the sidewalk. "Ah found somewhere to eat."

As calm as a breeze, Yukari asked, "Is that why you tripped me?"

"Yep,"

The lack of hesitation pissed Yukari off. She jumped to her feet and was about to strangle her student, when there was a divine intervention.

"Yukari? Osaka?! What are you two doing here?"

Yukari could've recognized that damned voice anywhere. She turned and saw Tomo, Yomi and Kagura.

"Could this night get any worse?!"

"Don't tear up, Miss Yukari! Why don'tcha cheer up?" Chiyo bounded up beside her friends in her overly happy manner.

Yukari felt like bashing her head into the wall.

**-LINE BREAK-**

Hours passed and Yukari was no closer to finding Minamo. It was time to throw in the towel. She'd just have to wait patiently for her partner.

"You're giving up?!" Chiyo cried

"But Miss Yukari, Ah was gonna help ya til we found her…"

"Aw man! I knew we should've checked at Tokyo Tower first!"

Yukari held up her hand tiredly to stop them. "Thanks for nothing guys, see you all Monday."

"Ah wanted ta help…"

She didn't even spare a glance back at the Osakan. Yukari moped all the way to Minamo's apartment. Her night was ruined. Her life was ruined… All because of French…

Imagine her surprise when Minamo actually yelled _at her_ for roaming the city so late at night with students. Yukari was too elated to see her Minamo to care.