Blue Part Two
By Chash
Yes, I am well aware that Sana will be the most bizarre bride ever. Keep in mind, this is Sana we're talking about. Thanks to my ff.net reviewer, Kuroi aka CreatiStar. 'Course I remember you ^__^ Thanks for reading. From this point on, any conversation that's in Japanese will be in very bad Japanese (let's not knowing Japanese and enjoy!). Translations are at the end.
Brides were supposed to be nervous. And, Naozumi supposed, in her own unique way, Sana-chan was nervous.
This nervousness manifested itself as the biggest case of hyperactivity Naozumi had ever seen Sana-chan have. Hayama-kun was being more patient and loving than Naozumi would have thought, reassuring Sana-chan with amazing calm and patience. He supposed once they were engaged there was no reason Hayama would not act as if they were in love, but somehow… he had doubted that Hayama would. Wishful thinking, he supposed.
"Stop moping," whispered Ken with a smile, bopping Naozumi in the back of the head as he passed. Naozumi scowled at him.
"I'm not moping."
"She'll get mad if you're unhappy."
"I know. I need to get four things for her."
"Really, what?"
"Something old, something new, something borrowed and something blue. She likes that saying."
"She would, wouldn't she? Will you be all right on your own?"
"Yeah, you don't have to help out. Go visit your family or something, I know you haven't seen them in ages."
"Fine, Nao. I'll be back later."
Ken waved and wandered off and Naozumi looked at the list. Something old…
He hadn't been here in years. The old Kurata house looked exactly the same. Sana-chan and Hayama lived nearby, but not within the house, which surprised Naozumi. He remembered, once upon a time, that Sana-chan's husband would live in the house with her mother. However, they must have agreed to simply live somewhere else. He didn't really care. He was here looking for Sagami-san, who still lived here because it was his home more than anywhere else in the world.
"Sagami-san?"
"Ah, Kamura-kun! Nani?"
The Japanese disconcerted Naozumi, for even Sana-chan had spoken English at their last meeting. Naozumi simply spoke in English, for at this moment Japanese took more effort to speak.
"Do you have the burrucha? I noticed Sana-chan doesn't wear it anymore."
"Aa! I do," said Sagami-san, following the English with difficulty.
"Gomen nasai, Sagami-san. Nihongo wa ii desu."
"Kore," Sagami-san said simply, handing Naozumi the burrucha.
"Arigatou gozaimasu," replied Naozumi, bowing.
"Dou iteshimashite."
Naozumi waved and he was off. He looked down at the burrucha in his hands. It was old enough, he hoped. He needed something new now, but he had no idea what he should buy.
So he decided to find Ken and ask him.
"Thanks for getting me out of there, Nao. Now I remember why I don't go and visit my family more often."
Naozumi had found Ken being grilled by his parents on the subject of his love life. He had been on the point of leaving when Ken sent him a pleading look, willing him to help. He had not been able to resist and therefore dragged Ken out to look for something new for Sana.
"Shouldn't some of these already be on her wedding dress?" asked Ken, raising his eyebrow.
"She said those didn't count."
"So what should we buy for her?"
"Does she need anything for her dress? Maybe a veil…?" Ken suggested. Naozumi shook his head.
"She has all that already. Maybe some jewelry…"
"Let's see what they have here, okay?" suggested Ken, motioning to a jewelry store. They wandered in and looked around. Ken snickered at something.
"What is it?"
"I can't believe a nice classy jewelry store has this!" he held up a pin of what looked like a yellow teddy bear with wings.
"It's cute! She'd like that. Let's get it for her."
"Most women wouldn't wear a Kero-chan pin to their wedding."
"Sana-chan is not most women," said Naozumi firmly and purchased the pin. "We need to borrow something."
"Isn't that thing," Ken motioned at the burrucha, "old and borrowed?"
"Sana-chan said nothing should be both. So what does she need that we could borrow?"
"A lovely hat?" inquired Ken, stretching his arms behind his head. Naozumi shrugged.
"It's so hard to tell with Sana-chan. I'll probably get the wrong thing."
"No, you won't. She gave this to you because she trusts you. From what I saw of her, she'll be happy as long as it's from you. So loan her something of yours."
Naozumi considered this. "That's a good idea, but what?"
"What would she like?"
Naozumi thought. "Does it have to be clothes?"
"You know her better than I do."
"I bet it would make her happy if I loaned her my trumpet to carry down the aisle… She'd blow it at the end and it would make her smile," said Naozumi, a wistful expression on his face. Ken nodded.
"I'm sure she'd like that. It sounds very Sana-chan to me," said Ken gently. Naozumi nodded.
"I should go pick it up at the Kamura Institute. Would you like to come?"
"Sure! After all, you saw my family badger me, I feel I should see you with yours," smiled Ken. Naozumi smiled back.
"Of course."
"Ah!" Something occurred to Naozumi halfway to the Kamura Institute.
"What is it?" asked Ken, cocking his head.
"I need something blue."
"A lot of things are blue. You could pick something up off the street and she'd probably enjoy it."
"I wouldn't do that."
"Of course you wouldn't. You aren't the type to abuse that kind of power. She's going to need people like you and Hayama-san around."
"Sana-chan can take care of herself," said Naozumi confidently. Of course Sana could take care of herself. She had been for as long as he'd known her. Although… he suspected, though he hated to admit it, that Hayama might take care of her too. "And if she can't then Hayama-kun will."
"You sound bitter, Nao."
"She is his to protect. I wonder what I should get for her that's blue…"
"How about you…?" Ken muttered under his breath. Naozumi looked at him sharply.
"What did you say?" he asked, although he knew. Ken smiled brightly.
"Nothing!"
Naozumi blinked. He knew that smile.
It was Sana-chan's smile.
tbc.
Japanese translations:
Nani? – What? (this should be more polite, but it isn't. Pretend they're on better terms)
Gomen nasai… nihongo wa ii desu – sorry… Japanese is fine.
Kore – here
Arigatou gozaimasu – thank you very much (and Nao is prolly more polite that he needs to be. I guess it balances)
Dou iteshimashite (hopefully spelled right) – you're welcome