A/N: YAY FOR CHAPTER 3!!! Ok I've had my fun ^_^ Enjoy!!!
Shigure rubbed his eyes, yawning widely as he entered the kitchen with a languid
"Tohru kuuuuunnnnn~....."
From the table, Kyo bristled. "Tohru's out." He growled, rolling his eyes at Shigure. What an evil, evil child. (A/N: *huggles Kyo* I love Kyo! *sticks tongue out at Kyo-lovers* See, I'm not dissing him in any way ^_^)
Shigure, not being that much of a morning person, or perhaps he just... didn't feel like talking to Kyo at the moment, said "Hrrrrrnghhhhhh....?"
Yuki held up a box of oatmeal, not tearing his eyes from the unappetizing dish in front of him. "We're out of food. Honda-san went out grocery shopping and she'll be back in time for lunch. In the meantime, this is all we have."
Shigure blatantly stuck out his tongue at the oatmeal box, disgusted. "I'll wait till lunch."
Yuki sighed pitifully and Kyo sniffed imperiously at the sad-looking bowl of oatmeal. Annoyed, he knocked the bowl off the table. It fell to the floor with a crash, but luckily it didn't break.
"This stuff is crap!" he burst out angrily. Yuki stared at him as if he were totally pathetic. Shigure snickered unsubtly under his breath. Kyo just sat there, embarrassed and awkward.
The awkward silence was shattered (unlike the bowl ((sorry, I just can't stand the thought that nothing has broken yet, but I didn't want to mess up poor Shigure's house ^_^;;)) which was still ignored on the floor) when the phone rang.
Yuki and Kyo both stared at Shigure, obviously waiting for him to do something... SOMETHING............
Shigure, likewise, stared at them. They stared back. He held his ground but, as always, two against one usually wins. The inu stood up.
"You children are so cruel! Making me go answer the phone... I'm an old man! My back, it hurts! Oh, the pain, /the pain/!"
Yuki stared at him disdainfully. "Just answer the phone."
"Fine..." muttered Shigure, as he stood up and walked out of the kitchen, muttering something about lazy, evil children.
He picked up the receiver, his tired hands fumbling with it for a bit before he managed to get a grip on it and hold it up to his ear.
"Hello?" he slurred.
"Shigure?" Mit-chan's voice came through from the other line.
Shigure's face grew alight with happiness. (Sure, it was a kind of sick, twisted, diabolical happiness, but let's not deny him that, ne? ^_^;;; ) "Mit-chan!"
"Look, I just wanted to say I'm sorry about yesterday. I didn't mean to hit you, and I've been feeling kind of bad. Maybe you'd..." a pause. Shigure waited expectantly. "Maybe you'd like to go out somewhere for lunch?" she finished.
That took Shigure by surprise; normally Mit-chan wanted nothing to do with him. He coughed, before glancing out of the room at the box of oatmeal that Kyo was now stomping on. Squished oatmeal bits flew around the room. (A/N: So much for keeping Shigure's house clean... All that non-bowl breakingness for nothing!) Shigure's stomach growled.
"Er, maybe we could go out for breakfast instead?"
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The coffee shop was teeming with the scent of donuts, and espresso and chocolate... Shigure's mouth watered pathetically. ~Where's Mit-chan?~ he found himself wondering. He was surprised at himself. Now even his thoughts were getting a whiny ring to them. It was just a game, he wasn't supposed to actually /be/ like this! ~Ugh.~ he thought dismally. ~I'll have to tone down the whining just a bit.~
Some thirty seconds of extreme not-whining effort later, he thought, ~I'm not going to push myself that far.~
Being the inu, his sense of smell was very developed. Usually this proved useful, unless he was stuck in a donut-filled coffee shop... NOT EATING ANYTHING!!!!!
~Hurry up Mit-chan!~ his mind whined. He thought for a minute about putting it in check and at least gradually trying to kick the habit, but soon decided that he couldn't be bothered.
Flustered (and wanting a donut more than anything in the world... He'd probably take it instead of a winning lottery ticket, and later say to a very upset Sohma family... "It seemed like a good idea at the time!") Shigure reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a tiny silver cellphone. Trying to keep himself from drooling all over the panel and shorting it out, he punched in Mit-chan's cell number, muttering about food. (and although oatmeal is a kind of food, I must put a disclaimer on this and say that he most certainly was NOT thinking of oatmeal of any kind. Except perhaps in cookie form.)
Just as the call was being sent through, a cellphone rang at the other end of the coffee shop. Twilight zone! Without thinking, Shigure let the theme run through his head before getting annoyed at it because it got old after about five seconds.
And, just as Mit-chan answered the phone with a muffled, "Hello?", the ringing from the other end of the room stopped. Now he was sure Mit-chan was at the other end of the coffee shop. And she hadn't told him! He had been sitting here, holding in the urges to run away with a donut, while she had been at the other end of the room the whole time! How irritating.
Shigure stormed over (though he wasn't really angry and was only pretending to be. He just did that because it was his way of saying 'That was fun! Let's do it again!' Though he probably didn't want to go through another wave of lustful donut-wanting-ness, he just did it anyway.)
Mit-chan looked up at him. "Where have you been?" she asked, not angry but actually looking relieved.
Shigure beamed. "I was waiting for you over there." He said, pointing over to the other end of the coffee shop.
The brown-haired woman blinked. "Why were you over there? I told you to meet me by the door."
"I was by the door."
Mit-chan stared at him. Both were silent.
Don't expect the twilighty zone music to come on now. Because it won't.
There were simply two entrances to the coffee shop. Mit-chan and Shigure just hadn't known that. Amateurs.
A/N: Well, how else was I s'posed to end it? ^_^; Gomen the ending was stupid!!!
Shigure rubbed his eyes, yawning widely as he entered the kitchen with a languid
"Tohru kuuuuunnnnn~....."
From the table, Kyo bristled. "Tohru's out." He growled, rolling his eyes at Shigure. What an evil, evil child. (A/N: *huggles Kyo* I love Kyo! *sticks tongue out at Kyo-lovers* See, I'm not dissing him in any way ^_^)
Shigure, not being that much of a morning person, or perhaps he just... didn't feel like talking to Kyo at the moment, said "Hrrrrrnghhhhhh....?"
Yuki held up a box of oatmeal, not tearing his eyes from the unappetizing dish in front of him. "We're out of food. Honda-san went out grocery shopping and she'll be back in time for lunch. In the meantime, this is all we have."
Shigure blatantly stuck out his tongue at the oatmeal box, disgusted. "I'll wait till lunch."
Yuki sighed pitifully and Kyo sniffed imperiously at the sad-looking bowl of oatmeal. Annoyed, he knocked the bowl off the table. It fell to the floor with a crash, but luckily it didn't break.
"This stuff is crap!" he burst out angrily. Yuki stared at him as if he were totally pathetic. Shigure snickered unsubtly under his breath. Kyo just sat there, embarrassed and awkward.
The awkward silence was shattered (unlike the bowl ((sorry, I just can't stand the thought that nothing has broken yet, but I didn't want to mess up poor Shigure's house ^_^;;)) which was still ignored on the floor) when the phone rang.
Yuki and Kyo both stared at Shigure, obviously waiting for him to do something... SOMETHING............
Shigure, likewise, stared at them. They stared back. He held his ground but, as always, two against one usually wins. The inu stood up.
"You children are so cruel! Making me go answer the phone... I'm an old man! My back, it hurts! Oh, the pain, /the pain/!"
Yuki stared at him disdainfully. "Just answer the phone."
"Fine..." muttered Shigure, as he stood up and walked out of the kitchen, muttering something about lazy, evil children.
He picked up the receiver, his tired hands fumbling with it for a bit before he managed to get a grip on it and hold it up to his ear.
"Hello?" he slurred.
"Shigure?" Mit-chan's voice came through from the other line.
Shigure's face grew alight with happiness. (Sure, it was a kind of sick, twisted, diabolical happiness, but let's not deny him that, ne? ^_^;;; ) "Mit-chan!"
"Look, I just wanted to say I'm sorry about yesterday. I didn't mean to hit you, and I've been feeling kind of bad. Maybe you'd..." a pause. Shigure waited expectantly. "Maybe you'd like to go out somewhere for lunch?" she finished.
That took Shigure by surprise; normally Mit-chan wanted nothing to do with him. He coughed, before glancing out of the room at the box of oatmeal that Kyo was now stomping on. Squished oatmeal bits flew around the room. (A/N: So much for keeping Shigure's house clean... All that non-bowl breakingness for nothing!) Shigure's stomach growled.
"Er, maybe we could go out for breakfast instead?"
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The coffee shop was teeming with the scent of donuts, and espresso and chocolate... Shigure's mouth watered pathetically. ~Where's Mit-chan?~ he found himself wondering. He was surprised at himself. Now even his thoughts were getting a whiny ring to them. It was just a game, he wasn't supposed to actually /be/ like this! ~Ugh.~ he thought dismally. ~I'll have to tone down the whining just a bit.~
Some thirty seconds of extreme not-whining effort later, he thought, ~I'm not going to push myself that far.~
Being the inu, his sense of smell was very developed. Usually this proved useful, unless he was stuck in a donut-filled coffee shop... NOT EATING ANYTHING!!!!!
~Hurry up Mit-chan!~ his mind whined. He thought for a minute about putting it in check and at least gradually trying to kick the habit, but soon decided that he couldn't be bothered.
Flustered (and wanting a donut more than anything in the world... He'd probably take it instead of a winning lottery ticket, and later say to a very upset Sohma family... "It seemed like a good idea at the time!") Shigure reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a tiny silver cellphone. Trying to keep himself from drooling all over the panel and shorting it out, he punched in Mit-chan's cell number, muttering about food. (and although oatmeal is a kind of food, I must put a disclaimer on this and say that he most certainly was NOT thinking of oatmeal of any kind. Except perhaps in cookie form.)
Just as the call was being sent through, a cellphone rang at the other end of the coffee shop. Twilight zone! Without thinking, Shigure let the theme run through his head before getting annoyed at it because it got old after about five seconds.
And, just as Mit-chan answered the phone with a muffled, "Hello?", the ringing from the other end of the room stopped. Now he was sure Mit-chan was at the other end of the coffee shop. And she hadn't told him! He had been sitting here, holding in the urges to run away with a donut, while she had been at the other end of the room the whole time! How irritating.
Shigure stormed over (though he wasn't really angry and was only pretending to be. He just did that because it was his way of saying 'That was fun! Let's do it again!' Though he probably didn't want to go through another wave of lustful donut-wanting-ness, he just did it anyway.)
Mit-chan looked up at him. "Where have you been?" she asked, not angry but actually looking relieved.
Shigure beamed. "I was waiting for you over there." He said, pointing over to the other end of the coffee shop.
The brown-haired woman blinked. "Why were you over there? I told you to meet me by the door."
"I was by the door."
Mit-chan stared at him. Both were silent.
Don't expect the twilighty zone music to come on now. Because it won't.
There were simply two entrances to the coffee shop. Mit-chan and Shigure just hadn't known that. Amateurs.
A/N: Well, how else was I s'posed to end it? ^_^; Gomen the ending was stupid!!!
