*UPDATED* Too/Aya/Yuu Aftermath. Set 5-6 years after series. Aya reunites with an old friend and something more. *UPDATED*
Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Angst - Chapters: 5 - Words: 2,981 - Reviews: 10 - Favs: 3 - Updated: Mar 22, 2003 - Published: Nov 13, 2002 - id: 1065163
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Nudge.
"Excuse me?"
Nudge.
"Sir?"
Pinch. That did it. Yuuhi jumped in his seat, causing his tray full of food to fly and decorate all its contents on...a not so happy girl. He gulped as he got a good look at her. A-not-so-happy-cute-and-attractive-girl to be specific, who had her hands on her hips in a rather intimidating stance. Her tangy orange hair complimented her milk white skin, contrasting beautifully against her emerald eyes. It would've taken his breath away...if it weren't for the noodles and white rice that garnished her entire number. He took in the girl's rather steamed form, and if he weren't the particular reason for this girl to be ticked off, he would've laughed cause the scene looked like something out of a cartoon. Steam was practically fuming out of her ears.
He leaned forward from his window seat, handing out his hanky as he offered lamely. "Sorry?" He closed his eyes, waiting for the blow.
But to everyones surprise, and by everyone, that included the other passengers and flight attendants watching the scenario, the young teen didn't smack him. Instead, she giggled.
'Did she just giggle?'
He opened his eyes slowly, one at a time, and watched as the girl smiled, taking his hanky and wiping away what was left of his lunch on her clothes.
"Don't worry about it!" She smiled and said in horrible Japanese. She gestured to the seat next to him. "May I join you?" Again, she sounded like she had marbles in her mouth as she spoke in an obvious foreign tongue, sounding more like gibberish than anything else.
"No. Please, go ahead." He smiled, speaking in perfect English.
The girl's eyes practically lit up at the sound of a familiar tongue as she giggled some more, plopping herself down next to him.
"Oh my god! Finally! Someone who can speak English!"
He shifted in his seat, amused. "What do you mean? A lot of people speak English here."
"Yeah well, most of the people I've met either don't or they do, but don't wanna talk to me anyway!" She laughed, saying in an American accent. She flashed him a cute smile, only adding to her youthful beauty. He had to admit it. She was cute. Really cute. "My name's Delia." She said, extending her hand.
He smiled. "Yuuhi."
Delia quirked an eyebrow, her mouth parting liking a fish. "What?" She giggled, shaking his hand briskly. "Oh god, I don't think I could say that!"
He couldn't help but laugh himself. "It's pronounced YOO-HE."
"Yoo-he?"
He nodded.
"Yuuhi!" She laughed again.
Yuuhi smirked, slowly letting go Delia's hand. 'She's kinda ditzy...heh.'
Delia blushed, looking away, all the while giggling. "You must think I'm a total ditz or something..."
He choked and sweatdropped, as he stuttered. "Eh? I..uh..w-well.."
"It's cool. I mean, I'd rather hang with you anyway. The other dude I was sitting with earlier was a total perve! How do you say it..ecchi?" A thoughtful expression appeared on her face as she continued to over analyze. "And he kept trying to touch me too! Looking at my chest and all that."
Yuuhi blushed, his own eyes flickering back and forth between the redhead's green and the topic at hand - her chest. "Um..I..."
"You're a whole lot cuter than him too." She added with a rather provocative stare and a flirty wink.
He gulped, his face he knew was flushed a bright red. "Uh.."
"So," she cut him off once again. "Do you have a girlfriend?"
The question caught him off guard as his eyes widened and he choked.
Delia cringed at his reaction, her hands tensing with his and slowly letting go. She looked away, embarrassed on having tread on a touchy subject.
Sorry, I didn't mean-"
"No!" He grabbed her hand, squeezing it for comfort. "Don't be. Sorry I mean. It's just, it kinda surprised me ya know?"
He sighed in relief as Delia finally looked up, a soft smile playing out on her face. "Alright then." She giggled, scooting closer towards him in her seat. "Do you?"
"Do I?
"Have a girlfriend...or something?"
He paused and really thought about the question. He exhaled slowly, finally answering the question with a far off expression on his face.
"Or Something..."
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A/N: Alright, I know, real short update. I'm sorry. I also would've updated about a week ago but my computer crashed on me, along with the next two parts of this fic. (Why does that always happen??) *pouts* Anyway, thanks for the reviews so far. Like all authors would say, keep 'em coming! They're like fuel to my fire! ^^
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