A/N: Ack! ...I'm sorry, if any of you people read my bio, and saw the "delayed" Onnimusha Warlords ficcie... Uh...*sweatdrops* Okay, hopefully you know I've been busy lately... And I apologize about the delay...HOPEFULLY I'll get it out SOON! _ Uh...yeah. Enough with that fic (or soon-to-be fic), now with this fic. Geh...kudos to Comrade Terror, for telling me about the correct spelling for Shuichon's name...it's Shiuchon. ALSO!! kudos to LdOFDestruction for inspiring the prequel, "Dawn a Cold Night." Okie, in this chapter, there will be more events happening at the kabuki school. Plus, what's this mess about Tsune?? That'll be mentioned, too. Hmm...oh, and more LEERUKI in this fic, but nothing will turn into a lemon, okay? NOW, let's get this ficcie going!
Disclaimer: Geh....too lazy to type this stuff -__- ...well, just read the last chapter's disclaimer, 'kay? *sighs* ...Thanks for cooperating ^__^. I own the other people that are not part of Digimon (Shiuchon's friends + Ruki's mom's friend).
Upon a Stormy Night
Sequal to "Dawn a Cold Night"
Chapter 4: Re-check Your Calculations, Please
By: rukimakino
There was complete silence between Shiuchon and Jenrya on their way home. Once in the apartment, they took off their shoes and walked to their respective rooms, closing their doors.
Their parents were still out. Lee Mayumi, Jenrya's and Shiuchon's mother, had gone to visit her ill father out in Osaka. Lee Janyuu went on a one-week trip to Wakkanai, for business matters. Mayumi and Janyuu trusted their children, and did not mind much leaving Jenrya and Shiuchon in the apartment.
Unluckily for Shiuchon, she had to go to kabuki school the next day (Sunday), since everyday was a "work day" in the theater. The pink-head locked her bedroom door, and for the first time, she did not care about Lopmon. Shiuchon changed into sky-blue shorts and a white t-shirt. She washed up, and brushed her teeth in the bathroom. When Shiuchon was finished, the girl cuddled up in her bed. Right that instant, she urned for sleep, but at the same time, she couldn't sleep. Instead, she closed her eyes and focused her thoughts on Tsune.
Tsune has a weird way of meeting people...I wonder if he does that every time he meets new friends-wait...does he even have any friends? How about his parents? His family name sounded familiar...Akechi...Akechi, Shiuchon gasped, sat up abruptly, and realized something.
The girl whispered to herself, "Can he be...a descent of Oshita Akechi?"
Shiuchon lay down on her bed again, but this time, the girl stared at the ceiling. Now, she remembered where she had once heard the family name "Akechi" from; it was from her dreams.
If he is related to Oshita Akechi, then...in what way are they related? ...Hmm, what was with those dreams...that building...Of course! Kabuki school- but it was new...So, that means those dreams were of the past. If it was the past, how long ago would it be? Let's see...The facts are: One, the building is old. For sure, it's more than fifty years of age. Two, Tsune is a descent of Oshita...If they are related, then maybe Tsune's his grandson, or his great uncle but, it would seem most likely that Oshita is his grandfather... There was a small scratching sound at the door, but Shiuchon was too enveloped in her thoughts to hear it. Soon, there was a whimper. Then a small voice.
"Shiuchon...can you unlock the door?" pleaded the small voice of Lopmon.
No reply was heard. Obviously, the small Digimon was worried about her tamer. Outside in the hallway, Lopmon sauntered away from Shiuchon's door.
The poor little Digimon felt completely rejected from her tamer. Walking into the living room, she curled up on the couch. Tears streamed down her face, as she siletly cried herself to sleep.
Jenrya couldn't sleep either in his room. He was too disturbed about his little sister's running away from himself and Ruki. Could it be that Shiuchon was mad at her older brother starting a relationship with his best friend, Ruki? The blue-head frowned at the thought. Shiuchon never had a problem with Ruki. In fact, Ruki and Shiuchon sometimes acted like sisters. Then again, other times Jenrya saw the jealousy in Shiuchon's face, when he spent too much time around his friend.
These thoughts are making my brain spin. A small snack should calm my mind, thought Jenrya.
The blue-head sat up carefully, so he wouldn't wake Terriermon. He walked into the kitchen to get something to eat.
In the kitchen, he took out a cup and poured milk into it. The blue-head also had a craving for cookies, so he got some from one of the cupboards. He ate his little snack and washed it down with some water, afterwards. On the way to his bedroom, something told Jenrya to go into the livingroom. It was an odd feeling like it was manditory to watch some TV. The fourteen year old was confused, since there would be nothing much interesting at that time to watch on TV.
As he walked into the room, he saw a small figure laying on the couch, curled up into a tight ball. Immediately, Jenrya recognized the figure as Lopmon.
Various times, the boy would see Lopmon curled up in a ball, often taking a nap. Though, she would take her naps in the afternoons, never at night. That instant, he knew that something had gone wrong. The blue-head sat on the couch, next to Lopmon.
Jenrya picked up the remote control off the coffee table and turned on the TV. He flipped the channells and raised the volume up a bit. The sound was low, but loud enough for the boy to hear. However, to the female Digimon, the TV was blaring to a deafening point. So she woke up, uncurling from the tight ball.
"Lower the volume," the small Digimon ordered.
Jenrya did as he was told. He glanced briefly at the female Digimon. Then, he noticed something odd. From a side view, her face looked damp, and her eyes were watery. She ignored the boy's stare, and continued to watch the comercial on TV.
"Lopmon? What's with your face? Have you been crying?" asked the boy.
Without looking at the boy, she asked in an odd tone, "...Why aren't you asleep?"
Jenrya furrowed his brows. He wondered why Lopmon was sleeping on the couch, and not in his sister's room.
He replied, "I couldn't sleep...how about you, hmm?"
"Because..." began Lopmon. Then fresh tears streamed down the Digimon's face. "Shiuchon hates me, and won't open her door to let me in!"
Lopmon's sudden outburst surprised Jenrya. She was usually very quiet.
***
...If Tsune' s Oshita's grandson, that would mean the owner is his son! In that way, he would've inherited kabuki school by relations. Then again, anyone could've bought the kabuki school...Wait a sec. The owner's great aunt died. GREAT AUNT?! That dream again...Noriba Hitori was murdered. Noriba Noriko was Hitori's niece. Oshita and Noriko loved each other... Then, they could've had a son. Their son got married and had another son named Tsune...The owner, or Tsune's dad, now has a great aunt that was murdered! Now I solved the puzzle pieces! Shiuchon grinned, and thought some more. So...why does Tsune keep on following me? Maybe it's a crush, or something. Heh...I could tell him about the whole puzzle solved out and then ask-
Shiuchon's thoughts were interrupted by a loud banging on her door. This time, the girl heard the noise. Furiously, she jumped out of bed, unlocked the door, and swung it open. In the hallway, her older brother was standing, along with Lopmon by his feet.
The pink-head snarled, "What you want, your rude highness?"
"To make peace with the rude empress, Shiuchon," retorted Jenrya.
Shiuchon simply glared at her brother. There was once a time when they both laughed all day, and were happy. Now, their relationship fell apart, and were no longer joyous siblings.
"Can I sleep in your room, Shiuchon?" asked a tiny voice.
Shiuchon glimpsed at the little Digimon with full discontentment in her eyes. The unusual look scared Lopmon.
The pink-head rolled her eyes, and muttered, "Go inside."
As soon as Lopmon walked into the room, Shiuchon slammed her door in Jenrya's face. The blue-head sighed.
Quietly he grumbled, "Fine then. Don't make peace with your brother. See if I care!"
But what he said wasn't true. In fact, it was the complete opposite of his exact feelings. He was hurt, sad, and angry inside. The boy wished his sister was more caring. Something had changed her. And that something was bad. Briskly, the blue-head stomped off to his room.
***
In Shiuchon's room, the pink-head once again cuddled up on her bed. This time, she fell asleep. Lopmon lay next to her tamer, but could not sleep. The female Digimon felt how disturbed Shiuchon was. Unfortunately, she could not talk to her tamer about this issue, fearing a roar in her face.
***
In the morning, Shiuchon woke up with the sun in her eyes. The girl thought she smelled tempura, sukiyaki, and miso soup cooking in the kitchen (A/N: I'll explain what those are at the end of this ficcie, kay?). The girl yawned and stretched out, walking sleepily to her bathroom. She brushed her teeth, took a five minute shower, and dressed up into khaki capris and an orange tank-top.
After ten minutes, she walked out of the bathroom, and into the kitchen, alert and wide awake. She smelled the food again. Her stomach growled rather loud, since she hadn't eaten since yesterday afternoon.
Once in the kitchen, Shiuchon saw her mother, Mayumi cooking miso soup, sukiyaki, and tendon. Her mother did not look at all happy, but the pink-head did not ask why.
Instead she asked, "Haha, what's all the food for?"
There was a long pause. Mayumi stopped stirring the soup. Shiuchon sighed and proceeded to the door. Then, she saw her mother shaking uncontrollably, with some tears streaming down her face, in the corner of her left eye.
The ten year old turned around and asked her mother innocently, "Haha, what's wrong?"
Mayumi sniffed.
She replied, "Shiuchon, can you stir the miso soup for me? I need to get-"
All of a sudden, Jenrya busted into the kitchen, smelling something very appetizing.
"OOH! Real food!" He drooled at the sight of the food. Then, he noticed his mother and sister in the room. He smiled and laughed. "Ohayo, haha. Glad to see you back home! How was ojii?"
At the mention of her father, Mayumi's broke down into tears. She leaned on the kitchen counter, with her hand covering her wet face. Shiuchon glared furiously at her older brother.
"What's wrong with you, Jenrya Lee?!" Shiuchon fumed. "Don't you care about haha AT ALL?!"
Mayumi stopped sobbing and whispered to Shiuchon, "Just leave him be." Then to the both of them, "It's okay, I'm fine...it's just that- that otoo-san...died."
Both brother and sister gasped. Shiuchon was the first who spoke up.
"Haha, you really need to rest. I'll finish cooking these and you go rest, okay?"
Mayumi nodded. She walked out of the room and into her and Janyuu's bedroom. In the bedroom, the woman lay down on the bed, and closed her eyes.
She reminds me of her...so considerate, that is, before she knew about the baby...so young when she died, thought Mayumi. If only otoo-san had been as considerate as her...If only he had accepted her, she wouldn't have commited suicide. If only he had the same tolerance for me marrying Janyuu...If only she had given him time to think...
The purple-head drifted off to sleep, continuing to think about "her" and her father.
In the kitchen, Shiuchon served the sukiyaki on a platter. The pink-head quickly placed the plate on the kitchen table, walking pass her older brother as if he weren't in the room. Jenrya sat down at the table, looking down at his feet as Shiuchon continued to platter the other food.
Soon, everything was set, and the pink-head sighed, slumping into one of the chairs. She sat farthest away from her older brother, who still hadn't eaten. Finally, Shiuchon couldn't stand looking at her brother, who stared at his feet. Shiuchon spoke up in a "I give up" tone.
"Jen, what's wrong? You seem um...kinda sad," Shiuchon remarked.
"Yeah..." Jenrya began. Then, "Hey! What do you care...and why are you still talking to me?"
That said, got the ten year old steaming.
"What do I care?! Your imooto just asked you a question, out of pure annoyance for some odd behaivior of her niisan, and you have the-"
Jenrya made a gesture with his hands saying, "Whoah, calm down, Shiuchon! Sorry if I made you mad it's just..."
The blue-head trailed off, while his sister waited ever-so patiently for his reply. She was getting ticked off by each passing second. The girl made a funny "growl" in her throat, indicating that she was tired of waiting for his responce. The teen noticed the tension in his sister.
With all his courage, he finished, "It's just that you seem to have changed, and it doesn't feel right anymore."
"Do you mean that it seems that I grew up?" questioned Shiuchon.
The teen looked up from the floor. He sighed, closed his eyes and nodded. It seemed like an odd moment for the brother and sister to be talking about growing up. To Jenrya, it felt like a big relief. Unfortunately, to the pink-head, the moment felt too weird. She wasn't used to being burdened by another's problems, even though it was concerning her. The phone ringing out in the distance of their thoughts, broke the silence and Shiuchon walked out of the kitchen to answer it.
"Moshi-moshi, Lee residence," Shiuchon greeted.
"Moshi-moshi, Shichon. Can I speak to your brother?" asked the familiar voice.
"Yeah...hold on," (once again) covering the mouth piece with her hand, she yelled, "JENRYA!! RUKI AGAIN!!!"
Unlike the previous day, Jenrya was walking a sluggish pace to answer the phone. Shiuchon walked into her room, after handing the phone to her brother.
In a boring tone, "Moshi-moshi. It's me."
"Hey, Lee-chan," there was soft giggle on the other line. "Um...I was wondering if-uh- you wanted to come over my place today...I wanted to tell you something-uh...personal."
The teen arched an eyebrow.
Personal? LEE-CHAN?! GAH!! THAT KISS GAVE ME A TITLE?!?! Jenrya thought wildly. He then remembered the soft giggle. She never giggled in THAT way before...okay, keep your cool, Lee-chan. GAH! She's got me getting used to the title...hmm...I wonder how long it's gonna last...
"Sure," began Jenrya, a bit tense. "What time, and I'm there!"
On the other line, Ruki sweatdropped. His tone reminded the girl of her mother's friend, Kaayami, who acted just too cheerful.
Ruki replied, "Uh...yeah. OH! The time? Umm...Is around five-thirty good?"
"YEAH! ....I mean, uh...yeah," there was a pause. "...I think I have to tell you something a tad personal too....yeah...umm..."
There was another pause before Ruki spoke up again.
"...Well...umm...Ja ne!" Ruki piped.
Jenrya smiled. "Yeah, Ja...Ruki...chan."
They both hanged up. Ruki was a little disappointed that she hadn't set a sooner time. Jenrya was just plain giddy that he now had a girlfriend.
***
At 12 PM sharp, Shiuchon woke up from her nap, a bit depressed that she didn't dream about kabuki school. Though, she emerged from her room, anyway; It was time to go to the theater school. She looked forward to meeting Tsune, remembering about the "calculations" she had figured out the previous night.
I feel odd...Like I'm filled with a large amount of power...Maybe I shouldn't go to the- no he'll be there waiting, and I have to do something...I have to...yeah, I'm going, thought the girl. ...I'm gonna scare the shit outta him with this 'lil info up in my head...Ooh, a new change in personality, I've got myself cursing now.
***
Just a block away from kabuki school, a person yelled the pink-head's name. Shiuchon smiled a somewhat twisted smile (yes, twisted...very out of the ordinary), with dark circles under her eyes.
"Hey, LEE!!" a voice yelled behind the pink-head.
A summer wind blew the girl's hair. Her body swayed with the wind.
"Yes...Akechi?" the pink-head whispered in a deep tone.
The boy did not hear her. He ran closer to the girl. Tsune had no idea what she was thinking of telling him that second he reached a safe distance from her.
"Why, Shiuchon, how is it that I always seem to bump into you?" asked a "surprised" Tsune.
The girl replied in an odd tone, "Why, I don't know, descendant of Noriba Hitori."
"...So..." the boy began. "You figured out that my grandmother was the niece of Hitori, hmm?" The girl looked at her shadow on the ground, then slowly turned around to face the chocolate-head. Her face, in full view, looked somewhat scary to Tsune. He mentally gasped. Shiuchon looked as if she had very little sleep. She smiled.
"I am talking to you, right?" Shiuchon retorted in the same deep tone.
Tsune was disturbed by her voice, but ignored it. He walked near Shiuchon; her smile became more dark-looking. The boy neared closer until their sides brushed against each other. Time seemed to slow down as Tsune whispered those questioning words.
"...Yes...but...Did you find out who Nami is?"
Immediately, Shiuchon swiftly spun around, grabbing the slightly older boy by his neck. She caught his collar; he sputtered. The girl had no intention killing the boy; she was more interested in what he had said.
"Oh, yeah?" the girl sneered. She laughed cold-heartedly, not caring about the wide-eyed boy. "Why don't you mind telling me about her, coward?"
Tsune was utterly speechless. He never knew that she would be so cruel and unforgiving. The chocolate-head realized he had tapped into something buried deep within Shiuchon. Something very unpleasant.
"Wha-what do you plan on doing if I don't?" asked the completely scared boy.
Shiuchon lowered the boy to the ground a bit.
Then, unexpectedly, she yelled, "THIS!!"
Tsune's body burned within. He screamed with pain, but at the same time he couldn't. Images flashed through his mind repeatedly. They were images of his past.
A man hit a two year old boy. His face was red; he screamed at the boy's face, but his voice was mute. The boy lay on the floor. In slow motion, a woman ran towards the boy and scooped him up in her arms. The speed was back to normal. She seemed to be yelling at the man. He just slapped her across her face, and moved his jaw in a familiar way, forming a profane word.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" screamed Tsune.
The girl grew light-headed. She was drained of her energy, and dropped Tsune to the floor; she fell on top of him, landing on her back.
***
"...Wake up...Shiuchon...Wake up now..." trailed a voice somewhere.
Where is that voice coming from? I heard you before...Where are you?! thought the girl.
She tried moving her body; it wouldn't budge. She tried her eyes; she slowly opened them. A woman around thirty-five hovered over the pink-head.
"AAAAAHHH!!!!" screamed the girl. She scrambled up, but a sharp pain in her head stopped her.
The woman frowned at the girl's attempt to run away from her. Her gentle, but worried face scanned Shiuchon's expression. Then, the pink-head realized where she was at. It was backstage of kabuki school.
***
It was now five-fifteen. Jenrya fixed his hair in the mirror, dabbing just the right amount of gel. He hummed a familiar tune. The teen pulled back to study his reflection. Satisfied that he looked "perfect", the blue-head walked out of his room.
Terriermon lay on the couch, flipping the channells similar to his tamer. Jenrya sneaked out the door, unnoticed. He leaped giddily out in the hall of the apartment, giggling a bit.
***
Ruki sighed in her room. The teen heard a knock at the wooden gate. She had taken a short nap, not having much to do around the Japanese-style house. Sighing, the red-head walked hastily to open the gate.
Outside, Jenrya practiced his lines.
Hey, Ruki! Nice to see you after all that mess with my little sister- no that wouldn't work. Hey, Ruki, lookin' hot today! Gah! Where'd that come from?! That sounded exactly like something Terriermon would say. Okay, how about, hey, Ruki-
The gate opened. Ruki saw Jenrya standing outside, hands jammed into his pockets. She smiled shyly.
The red-head greeted, "Konnichiwa, Lee-chan...So...umm...come inside."
"Hey, Ruki...you look...um...nice today," the teen smiled back at the red-head.
Great, wrong thing to say-
The girl blushed. She spoke in a soft voice, looking at the ground.
"Yeah...you too," then alertly, "Umm! Uh...just follow me."
Jenrya smiled, knowing that Ruki was just as nervous as him of their new relationship. He followed the teen girl to her bedroom, and walked in. The red-head slid the door shut, and Jenrya jumped at the sound of the slam. She giggled a bit louder in a way Jenrya only heard over the phone.
"...Someone's happy today," Jenrya remarked.
Ruki grinned a toothy grin.
"Every relationship should start out happy...You know," Ruki knelt on her bedroom floor, and motioned for Jenrya to do the same. Continuing, "...It's funny how complete opposites become a couple. Especially when their first kiss is received when someone's imooto is sick and in the hospital."
The teen boy blushed with embarassment. Though, he still didn't know what point she was getting at. He opened his mouth, but the red-head placed her index finger lightly on his lips.
"I wanted to show you something that I never shown anyone else I loved before. Well," Ruki laughed. "The only people I ever loved were my obaasan, and Renamon- but that's a whole different type of love."
The red head began unzipping her black jacket. The teen boy's eyes widened at the thought of what his girlfriend was about to do.
He cleared his throat and said nervously, "Umm...Ruki-chan...we've only been a couple for one day...umm do you think we should rush into this?"
Ruki looked up from her zipper. She furrowed her brows and had a confused look on her face.
"Huh?" the red head began. "What are you talking about? It's safe to right now. We're alone in the house; haha, and obaasan are both gone."
Ruki took off her jacket and tossed it aside, revealing a yellow shirt. She continued staring at her lover with a confused face. Before Jenrya could explain, the girl registered what he meant, and what she had said. Her eyes widened with shock, and she covered her mouth.
"No! I didn't mean to show you...Where'd you get THAT idea from?! I'm hot-I mean it's hot in this room! Kami-sama! We're too young for that, and I believe in-"
The blue-head laughed. He continued to laugh at his own stupidity and how funny it looked when his girlfriend had a confused expression. Then, Ruki began to giggle a bit. She tried hiding it with her hand, but it did no good. Soon, the couple began laughing together, until the joke was pointless.
After a few minutes of laughing, they both calmed down. Jenrya was the first one to speak up.
"...Okay. Now, what were you talking about before you took off your jacket?"
Ruki nodded her head. "Oh, yeah...hold on."
The red-head walked over to her dresser. She opened the bottom-left drawer and withdrew a small picture frame. Jenrya's mind was full of happy thoughts of Ruki and himself together. Then, he suddenly thought about Shiuchon. For some reason, the blue-head felt weird. He longed to drop by kabuki school and see how his little sister was doing with remembering her lines. There was a tap on the teen's shoulder. He turned around to face the worried face of Ruki.
"What's wrong? You seem kind of sad," the teen girl said softly.
"Oh, nothing. Just thinking..."
The red-head sat crossed-legged on the floor beside him. She turned the picture frame over and handed it to her boyfriend.
"That's what I wanted to show you, Lee-chan."
Jenrya turned the frameover. It was a picture of a bride and groom kissing. The woman with blond hair and the man with auburn hair looked familiar. Then, oddly, the picture shifted into a different couple. A woman with pink hair and a man with caramel hair were now present. They were kissing, but somehow, only the woman looked happy. However, they both weren't dressed up for a wedding. Instead, they had regular clothes on.
Where'd I see them before? Why do they look so familiar? thought the blue-head.
Suddenly, the teen boy gasped. He shuddered as if cold, icy wind had just blew across his body. His lips turned blue for a brief moment.
It-it-it's them...How'd they get into the picture? The woman had blond hair; not pink!
"LEE!" exclaimed Ruki. She noticed how blue the teen boy had looked just a second ago. The red-head placed the back of her hand on his cheek. It was very cold. "...Lee-chan, are you okay?!"
The other teen looked as if he were in a trance, and his eyes looked exactly like Juri's possessed form (only grey). The boy blinked out of the trance and shivered again. He tried warming up by covering his body with his arms, but that did no good.
He chattered, "...So...cold..."
Immediately, Ruki took action. She ran over to her bed mattress and layed it out on the floor quickly. Still shaking, Jenrya layed the picture frame aside; he crawled inside the covers and tried warming up. Ruki looked down at her bed. The covers shook, which indicated that her boyfriend was still freezing. An idea popped inside the red-head's mind. She frowned at the idea, but she knew it would help out her boyfriend. Quietly, the teen girl slipped inside the covers.
The teen boy was startled, at first, but caught on what Ruki was really doing. The red-head hugged her boyfriend. Jenrya smiled weakly as he felt the warmth of her body slowly transfer to him. He hugged his girlfriend back.
Finally, the blue-head was warm enough to get out from under the covers; Ruki did the same. They both sighed. It was a relief for the couple that both of them were safe and sound. Confusion, once again, struck Ruki with an intense force.
Now, what was with Lee-chan? That was weird...He looked as if he had just seen a ghost; only worser, thought Ruki.
The teen girl eyed the picture frame. She touched it lightly. Then, the girl grabbed the frame and held it close to her chest.
I didn't sense anything...I wonder what got to him, thought Ruki.
"Anyway...Um...Lee, this picture's of...okaasan's and otoosan's wedding..." the red-head trailed off.
The blue-head glanced at his girlfriend with tired eyes. The teen girl furrowed her brows. She was about to ask him a question, but the phone rang from the kitchen, interrupting what she was about to say. Ruki sighed and ran out of her room to answer it.
In the kitchen, Ruki picked up the reciever and walked towards her room.
"Moshi-moshi, Makino residence," Ruki greeted.
The voice asked panickly, "Ruki, is that you?! Is Jenrya there? This is his okaasan. If he's there, can I speak with him?"
Ruki sweatdropped. The panicky voice was Mayumi's. Though, Ruki had never heard his mother speak that way before. The teen girl walked towards her room.
"Hai, Lee-san. He's here, hold on," replied the red-head.
Ruki slid the door open and handed the phone to her boyfriend.
"Moshi-moshi, Jenrya Lee speaking."
"Jenrya Lee! I didn't know that you were going over Ruki's house again! Do you know where Shiuchon's at? She didn't come home yet, and...I'm worried that something might've happened to her!"
The teen gasped.
"Iie, haha. I don't know where Shiuchon could've gone. She should be home by now because that girl never goes anywhere else, being tired from the day. Did you call Hagami, Ketushi, Ichingo, Kokihime, Bo-ram, Omubi, Ringo-"
"YES, I called all her friends; they all said they hadn't seen her...Even that 'Bo-ram' boy...I always see her around him. Gomen nasai, Jen-chan...it's just that I'm worried about her. She was supposed to be home at four, and it's already six forty-five..."
"Six?! Haha, I have to get going now. I think I have an idea where she went. Sayoonara!"
With that said, the blue-head hanged up. His fists were clenched, and Ruki frowned.
"...It's Shiuchon again, right?" asked Ruki.
Without turning around, the teen boy nodded.
"I have to go now...I think I know where she's at," mumbled Jenrya.
Ruki sighed.
She replied, "Okay...ja ne..."
Ruki led her boyfriend to the gate. After saying a quick good-bye, the blue-head left. Ruki closed the gate and locked it, feeling very odd. She wished she could tell her boyfriend everything that happened...But, as usual, they were interrupted. The red-head trodded to her room, sad that he left.
A/N: WOOOOOOOOOO!!!! ^___^ Eight pages!! EIGHT!! The longest chapter I've ever done! Well, what will happen later on?? Sorry that you anonymous people can't review my ficcies anymore...it's definitely NOT that I hate you, it's that one person that I dislike. Don't worry, you could still ask me for my email address if ya want to review about the ficcie, and I'll give ya it! ^__^ BTW, as always, read 'n review!!
Note: I think that this ficcie will end soon...since there are some of you who are just impatient, and can't wait till the end. Also, I'm guessing some of you dunno what their ages are, or the year. SORRY!! Here they are:
Character ages:
Ruki Makino = 14
Jenrya Lee/Lee = 14
Shiuchon Lee = 10
Tsune Akechi = 11
Year = 2005 (present/now)
Note 2: As I said somewhere in the ficcie, here's what those foods are.
Sukiyaki (pro. Skee-ya-kee) - It's kinda like a stir-fry dish. Beef, veggies, and other delightful food added. Then, it's dipped in egg (or so I read somewhere).
Tendon (pro. Tehn-don[as in do, re, mi, fa...]) - It's basically assorted tempura served on top of rice.
Tempura (pro. Tehm-poo-ra) - Fried seafood, mushroom, and veggies (usually it's just veggies and mushrooms). It's first dipped in some type of batter (which consists of water, egg, and flour). The goal is to get the "golden" effect (ya know, like when you fry potatoes [french fries], it gets a golden color).
Miso soup (mee-soh soop [geh...soup = soop]) - Uses 1-2 bundles of somen noodles (I read somewhere to use this), or any type of thin-noodles. It also uses konbu and some red chili paste.
To learn more about these recipes, and other Japanes recipes, go to:
http://www.japanesegifts.com/sukiyaki.htm
http://www.meals.com
....err...heh...that's not the homepage (for the "japanesegifts...", but there are these links that you can click to go to other recipes. ^__^ Happy cooking!! (geh...no, ya don't have to cook 'em!...That is, if ya want to, ya can ^^;;)
~rukimakino