Hope Stronger than Sorrow
Chapter 3
Longest chapter yet, hope you enjoy.
Sakura: Hoe?
Usagi: Hush, Sakura-chan.
Part 3
Tomoyo, Usagi, and Sakura walked out of the building, smiling. Usagi and Sakura were ready to start walking when Tomoyo smiled and said,
"Today is my treat for the both of you. I brought my limo along for the three of us. Let's go, and we'll be able to do whatever it is that we wish."
Usagi smiled, and Sakura sweat dropped.
"You'll never change, Tomoyo-chan."
"Say it, for me, just one more time!! O-negai!"
"Hoe?" Sakura said in confusion.
"Arigato!!" Tomoyo squealed, pulling out a digital camera.
"Old habits die hard, ne? Poor, poor Sakura-chan," Usagi teased. Then she found a camera stuck in her face as well.
Usagi smiled, and gently shoved the camera out of her face as she started to giggle, and she grabbed Sakura and hurriedly jumped in the limo, to leave a laughing Tomoyo behind. Tomoyo knocked on the window, and Sakura shook her head in a negative manner. Tomoyo smiled, turned off her camera, and stuck it in her bag. Usagi complied by opening the door.
Tomoyo scooted in beside them and smiled gently.
"I see. No fun! Both of you are party poopers."
Usagi started to laugh out loud.
"I haven't heard the phrase 'party pooper' in such a long time! My goodness, you are great. I'm glad you aren't stuck up like the rest of them."
"Oh, Gomen, I didn't hear you," Tomoyo faked, a snobbish air in her tone.
Sakura laughed as Usagi face faulted and Tomoyo giggled behind her hand.
The driver drove them to a very well known restaurant, and everyone in there ran up to Tomoyo when she walked in. She smiled prettily at them, and waved to a couple of people. She gestured for Sakura and Usagi to walk in and they did. Three stunning young women, in one place, and they weren't models. Most of the guys started to drool when they walked in, and they completely fell over when Usagi sat down, and let her hair fall down her back. She claimed that the hairstyle was pulling her head. Sakura laughed, because she knew that Usagi was just making the guys drool.
Sakura's honey-brown hair fell neatly just above her shoulder, her bangs were framing her face, and her emerald eyes sparkled. She had a spiral design where her hair parted, and she had a red clip under her hair, to keep it back. She had on a clear lip-gloss, and a thin layer of powder. She and Usagi both were single, and they weren't looking. But Usagi was always saying,
"What's the point of being single if you can't have fun doing it?"
Sakura caught the gist of what Usagi meant by that, and she got the phrase, or the motto, or whatever Usagi wanted to call it from a friend. Aino Minako, Sakura thought it was. She had yet to meet any of her friends, but Usagi talked of them fondly. She had met her itouto and his girlfriend, Tomoe Hotaru. A very sweet couple if she did say so herself.
Sakura folded her hands neatly in her lap, and let Usagi laugh as she swept her long hair behind her back. She thought back to something Tomoyo had told her years before.
"How unusual it is to have such brilliant green eyes, Sakura-chan. You are stunning, and your natural beauty attracts all. You most definitely have that natural charm, and now, you have an exotic beauty to go along with it. I can rightly say there aren't many green-eyed Japanese. And your friend, Tsukino Usagi-san, she is most definitely a unique one; gorgeous blonde hair and cerulean blue eyes. Goodness, Sakura-chan, how I wished I looked like the two of you!"
Sakura had blushed then, and she kept her mouth shut about Usagi-chan. She knew that Usagi had an undeniable beauty that not even she could maintain, yet, her innocence and her naïve nature definitely rivaled Usagi's.
"Sakura-chan, did you notice anything peculiar when we walked in?" Usagi asked.
"Iie, not really. Although, I did notice the fact that you let down your hair, kind of tossed it from side to side, smiled, swept your hair back with your fingers, and sat down. That, I did notice. I think that is the only peculiar thing that I did notice," Sakura answered to Usagi.
"Eh… hehehe…. I guess I got caught up in the moment. Anno… Tomoyo-chan, could you hand me a menu o-negai, arigato."
Usagi flipped through the menu, and her eyes widened over the delicacies. She smiles gently, and Sakura firmly shakes her head.
"Just lunch, Usagi-chan. Not the menu."
"Hai, hai. I'll take the Odangos. Those are most definitely a favourite of mine," she started to smile at a memory she seemed to be reminiscing about.
Sakura stared at her menu, and she had the strangest feeling to get dim sum. So, that is what she got. Tomoyo got phö, a Vietnamese dish. Many people started to look at the three beautiful young ladies who were eating these dishes at the restaurant, and then, finally, some models noticed who Tomoyo was, and they ran up to the table, and Sakura and Usagi calmly stared at the dimwitted young women, and smiled nonchalantly when they tried to introduce themselves to them. They gave them a business card and proclaimed that they would probably need it some day. Usagi and Sakura enjoyed a private joke as Tomoyo patiently answered their questions. She started to grin like the devil when she got this look in her eye.
"Hai, my friend Sakura here was the one that used to model my clothes for me. She is here with her associate, Tsukino Usagi, who—at one time—also modeled my clothes for me."
The models crowded around Sakura and Usagi, wanted to shake their hands, proclaiming that they were the first models to shake hands with the very first models who put on Daidouji Tomoyo's creations. They squealed in delight as Usagi and Sakura smiled brightly at them, and then promised to give "interviews" later, but please let them eat their meal in peace. The models happily obliged.
Usagi sat with her wits about her, and she smiled at Tomoyo, who seemed to be having a nervous breakdown.
"They are disturbing my time with Sakura-chan! How dare they, I may not even make clothes for these insolent models again. This is definitely rated the better lunches if it weren't for those, those, those overly thin super models!"
Usagi smiled at Tomoyo's predicament. She looked down at her petite body; she wasn't overly thin, hopefully. Tomoyo smiled cheerfully, at the seemingly oblivious Sakura, who stared at the menu intently.
"I want something exotic for dessert. I know, chocolate!"
"Chocolate isn't exotic, Sakura-chan," Usagi said.
"It is if I don't eat it often, unlike you, Usagi-chan," Sakura said teasingly.
"I can't help it if I have a sweet tooth!" Usagi proclaimed loudly.
The waiters, who were busily watching the three young women, who were currently having a friendly debate, missed the delicate food they were carrying, and dropped it all over one customer. The person stood up, and stared at the insolent young waiters.
"I have a right mind to call your manager, and have you all fired."
But, this did not waver the young men. They merely pointed to the three young women, who were now trying to look inconspicuous. The person the spilled they food on, nodded, and said,
"Then, I would like for you to pay my dry cleaning bill. That is it, unless you'd like to be fired?"
The young men shook their head in a negative manner, and smiled. Pulling their money together, which didn't seem to be enough to pay the bill, so it seemed. Usagi smiled calmly, because it was partly her fault. She did entice them to not pay attention. She went up to the three of them and bowed.
"Watashi wa, Tsukino Usagi. Gomen nasai for the spill…."
"Son Gohan. This is my partner, Briefs Trunks."
"Well, Gomen nasai, Son-san and Briefs-san. Waiters, o-negai, since it seems to be partly my fault, I'll pay for the majority of the bill. It also seems you got it on his partner, Briefs-san. That's quite all right as well, I'll pay for the majority, if not all."
The two waiters nodded enthusiastically, all the while looking at her breasts. Usagi caught on to this quickly.
"Excuse me, it's very unprofessional to nod with your mouth agape, and you looking in the general direction of my breasts. Is there something you see that you like? I can most definitely assure you that no one takes to that kind of sexual harassment."
The waiters looked up, shocked. Their faces were a burning red, and Usagi smiled. She bowed again to Son Gohan and Briefs Trunks.
"Gomen nasai, again. Arigato for not getting them fired. It's quite unjust, in my book."
"What makes you think you know so much about 'just' and the 'law' Tsukino-san?" Gohan asked.
"Perhaps it is the reason that I'm a very successful lawyer, owner of the firm known as Lumings. Ever heard of it?"
"H…hai, I have. You, are, anno… you are our lawyers, to be precise," Gohan said.
"Aa. That's great, demo, excuse me, I have to join my friends. I'll be sure to chat with you sometime. We have the finest lawyers. Stop by one of the regional offices sometimes. There's one in Tokyo, New York, Hong Kong, Los Angeles, and Chicago. There are smaller firms and corporations of us all over the world. We'll have to chat sometime."
"I didn't know a woman came up with the firm Lumings. That's unpredictable," Trunks commented.
"No, two women, and if you think that women couldn't do that, you are very much mistaken. Now, if you'll excuse me, good day, gentlemen."
Usagi walked off, very much peeved. She'd have to do a file search on Son Gohan and Briefs Trunks. She sat back down at the table, and their food and drinks were already there. She looked questioningly at Sakura and Tomoyo, and they just smiled sweetly as they proclaimed that she was busy, and ordered the Odangos for her.
She smiled at them, and dug in, while they chatted about what just occurred.
"Can you believe those insolent pigs? The four of them! The two young men looked at my breasts, and the others just downsized women. I'll show them, I'll send them a statement on their monthly occurrence letter!"
Sakura smiled, and she sipped at her drink.
"It's always like you, Usagi-chan, how you seem to fall for the wrong ones each time."
Usagi pouted, and crossed her arms, her golden hair getting in front of her face. She blew at it, and some of the strands seem to float to the side of her face.
"Must you always tease me?"
"Hai, Usagi-chan! I always tease my Sakura-chan, and she can't say anything because if she did, then she'd have to wear my costumes again! I love to sew, to bake, and one day, I hope I can film great movies, and once again name them after my Sakura-chan!" Tomoyo said, laughing.
Usagi smiled once more, and called a waiter over again.
"Arigato for the great lunch, and now we'd like to have desert. Chocolate something for me, doesn't matter what, you decide, and they'll have a Banana's Foster," Usagi said for them.
The waiter nodded, and scurried off to deliver their orders to the chef.
Sakura looked over towards where the "pigs" were supposed to be, and she didn't see but one of them. The dark-haired one was the only one she saw. She turned when she heard the scraping of a chair against floor, and she saw the lavender haired beauty sitting down. She sat there, her hands over her mouth in a "kawaii" fashion. Apparently, they hadn't been with Lumings for long, because they haven't heard of Tsukino Usagi and her temper.
"It is now my turn to apologize, Tsukino-san. Gohan-kun has heard of you, and he'd very much so like for you to join him and I for dinner, tomorrow night. If that is quite all right with you, of course!"
"Meet my associate, Briefs-san. This is Kinomoto Sakura, and you just invited me to dinner on my business' behalf. It is very well hers, too. She is more apart of it than I am."
"Iie, I am not."
"And, Briefs-san, if you invite me anywhere, it is strictly on business, which I don't normally do with clients anyway. We make a private meeting at my office, and that is it. Never had I gone out to dinner with just two people, unless I was merging firms. Strictly business, and she is there, or I'm not."
"Absolutely! I wouldn't dare dream of either of you not being there. Then, we'll meet at the regional office, in Tokyo, at seven p.m. sharp, tomorrow evening."
"Hai. See you then. Sayonara," Usagi practically waved Briefs Trunks off.
Tomoyo started to squeal; she looked at both Usagi and Sakura with admiration.
"Do you know who Son Gohan and Briefs Trunks are?" Tomoyo asked with enthusiasm.
"Iie…." They both trailed off, slightly unaware of what they were getting themselves into.
"They own the Capsule Corporations!!! They sponsor my fashion shows, and, Briefs-san is a MAJOR Bishônen! So is Son-san, and the younger Son-san, and the eldest Son-san, but, of course, he is married, Demo, he is GORGEOUS!! He is getting a divorce to his wife, Chi-chi, and for that, I am terribly sad. Because I know how it is without both of your parents," Tomoyo said calming down towards the end of what she was saying.
Usagi nodded sadly for them, never experiencing a place without love, where a bitter divorce was proclaimed. Sakura never lived without love, much like Usagi, but she did live without her mother, who died when she was only three.
Their desert came, and they quickly finished their treats. Tomoyo called someone oh her cell and a limousine came up to the front. Usagi paid for the bill, Sakura got the tip, and Tomoyo got a free lunch.
As they pulled back up to the firm, Usagi gave Tomoyo a kiss on the cheek and a hug, and Sakura did the same. Tomoyo nodded, and smiled prettily. She said that tomorrow, they must do the same thing. Of course, they agreed.
"Ja ne, Tomoyo-chan!"
"Bai Bai, Usagi-chan, Sakura-chan!" Tomoyo waved, as the limousine pulled off, her hand waving through the sunroof.
"It's been a long morning, Sakura-chan," Usagi said as they walked in the building.
Sakura noticed flowers on her desk and Usagi's desk.
"Hai, it has, Usagi-chan. It has."
End chapter 3
I hope you liked it. Talk to ya soon, minna-san.
