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Chapter Eight
Weird Dinner
A/N:
Dear Loyal Fans,
You might have noticed that mostly in each chapter it rains. I mean as in the setting and everything. Well, the reason I do that is because here in Orlando it's been raining A LOT. You would expect sunny days here! Not! Gee, I haven't even gone to Disney (I really want to see Mickey again!) or Universal Studios (I live very close to those theme parks. And I go very often because I don't have to pay)! This summer it's been very rainy and well summer doesn't really seem like it. And when I write each chapter it's raining! I dunno. I like writing when it rains. It inspires me. Well, lets just get started with Ch. 8! Oh to that certain person who left that negative review, if you paid attention in the last four OVA episodes, the last episode the Fate of Pinocchio, Jiro himself says something like "And with this I become fully human" or something like that. He those become human for your information! Or at least I think..........
Regards,
Yours Truly
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The cold wind blew her hair softly. That was a sign that it was going to rain any time soon. She walked around her garden, examining each plant or flower surrounding her, not having enough words to describe their beauty and importance. Each unique and different from the one next to it. Plants just speak for themselves. She sat on a swing that her father had hung on a cherry blossom tree for Masaru. She watched as the daisies moved softly with the wind. Her nose filled with the exotic smell that the sakura tree produced above her.
The clouds above her turned gray and she watched as the birds landed somewhere safe. She put her hand on top of her chest, something she would do often when she was either worried or in deep thought. It's like even though her true love is finally with her and the happiness she and her family lost was restored, she still felt a sign of dread deep inside her heart.
Mitsuko, in thought: Mitsuko, Mitsuko, Mitsuko, your going to be okay. Nothing is going to happen.
And even if the voice inside her head told her that, she still felt a doubt. Would they be happy or would someone take that away from them?
Mitsuko, in thought: Gill is dead. And this time for sure. No one will ruin this happiness for us.
Or would they? Would some sort of villain come and take someone or something dear away from her?
Mitsuko, in thought: Hopefully not.
She was in deep thought. Trying as much as she could to answer her own doubtful questions. Wondering and wondering what would happen now. She had lost that optimism she used to have when she was small. After all she has gone through, do you honestly think she would be an optimist?
Jiro, from the front door of her home: Mitsuko?
Mitsuko, coming out of her thoughts: Yes Jiro?
Jiro: Shouldn't you come in? I think it's going to rain.
Mitsuko nodded. He was right. Softly a few rain drops fell from the sky. She walked to Jiro, glancing at everything around her until she was inside her warm home. Jiro put a hand on top of her cheek, wiping the rain drops that had landed on her cheek with his thumb.
Jiro, softly: Is something the matter?
Mitsuko, with a quick white lie: No. I'm okay.
Jiro: Oh yeah. Your dad wants to tell you that Misaru and his dad are coming to have dinner with us.
Mitsuko, eyes growing wide: Jiro please tell me your kidding.
Mitsuko felt dread growing bigger every second in her stomach.
Jiro, rolling his eyes: Don't worry I won't hug you or do whatever.
Mitsuko: No, no it's not that. It's just. Never mind.
Jiro: I still have to follow those rules don't I?
Mitsuko, nodding: Yeah...... Gee Jiro, I'm sorry.
Jiro, rolling his eyes and shrugging: It's all right.
Mitsuko, planting a soft kiss on his lips: Thank you Jiro.
Masaru: Oh sis! I need my room cleaned!
Mitsuko, angrily: What the hell- I mean, okay.
Jiro, frowning: Isn't he old enough to clean his own room?
Mitsuko, sarcastically: Yes but I like cleaning my brother's room. What are sisters for?
Jiro: I don't know.
Mitsuko: You weren't supposed to answer that.
Jiro: I wasn't?
Mitsuko: Forget it Jiro.
Jiro: Forget what?
Mitsuko shook her head and sighed.
Mitsuko, in thought: This is going to be a long day.
Mitsuko walked over to a closet which holds all the cleaning items. Once she had everything, she walked up stairs and into her brother's dirty room. It's like the older he got, the dirtier he got. Masaru was leaning on the wall next to his bed, slyly.
Mitsuko gave him a dirty look and she suddenly remembered.
Mitsuko, hitting herself on the forehead: I forgot the mop!
Masaru: No you didn't.
Mitsuko: What are you talking about?
Masaru, walking up to her: Meet your new friend. Actually I think you've been friends for a while.
Masaru handed her an old toothbrush and her jaws dropped, in disbelief.
Mitsuko: You honestly think I'm going to clean the floor with this??? o_o
Masaru: Yeah do you got a problem? =-D
Mitsuko, biting her lip: Oh I'm going to get you so bad, you'll-
Masaru, interrupting her: While I have the bra, you can't do nothing but obey me. ;-D
Masaru grinned and walked out his room leaving his sister baffled with a toothbrush in her hand. =-D
Mitsuko, biting her lip: Better get started.......o_o
Meanwhile.......
Jiro, in thought: Why'd she get so mad? Those were very hard questions.......
He heard the door to the living room opening and he looked up. Masaru closed the door behind him, looking happy.
Masaru: Hello Jiro.
Jiro, smiling: Hello Masaru.
Masaru: Are you upset?
Jiro: Sort of.
Masaru: About what?
Jiro: Your sister.
Masaru: Oh her. What did she do?
Jiro: She gets mad easily.
Masaru: Tell me about it.
Jiro:I am telling you about it......
Masaru: No, no I mean-Never mind.
Jiro: Oh no. Not you too!
Masaru, a sweat drop forming in the back of his head: Jiro? Are you okay?
Masaru, in thought: Is it me or has Jiro gotten very weird in the past years?
Meanwhile.........
Mitsuko: Almost done.......Only have to scrub this corner with the toothbrush and I'm- Oh no. Why'd you have to brake now? o_o
Mitsuko tried to scrub the floor with what remained of the poor old toothbrush.
Mitsuko: Finally......
Mitsuko let herself fall on her brother's bed, softly. She had finally finished cleaning her brother's room. She sighed.-_-
Mitsuko: I have to get my bra back somehow. Too bad it's in Masaru's pocket......
She sighed and got up and gathered everything.
Meanwhile...........
Masaru had spend a long time explaining to Jiro what is and what isn't a common remark (You know, like don't judge a book by its cover or tell me about it, etc.).
It took Jiro a while to get it.
Masaru: So you see. Mitsuko isn't mad at you. I'm not mad at you. They're just words common people use.
Jiro nodded slowly and Masaru knew he didn't get it.
Masaru: Maybe your better off without using those common remarks.......o_o
Meanwhile.............
Mitsuko had to take a shower after she cleaned Masaru's room. Like it was almost time for dinner, which meant what's his face was coming soon with his father, she had to be ready by then. She had put a tight black sleeveless dress. What color went better with her then black? She also had to put those very uncomfortable black high-heel sandals. This is what people expect of her.
They expected the daughter of a well known inventor (AN: I dunno. Is he an inventor or a scientist? Sorry for interrupting. Again...) to be so elegant. Someone she would never be. After all, she is just an average girl.
Mitsuko: Or am I?
She sighed and got ready for the horrible dinner.
Meanwhile.....
To get his mind off of common remarks, Masaru and Jiro both just read the fairy tale book Etsuko gave to Masaru.
Jiro, confused: I don't get it. How can a girl sleep that long?
Masaru: I dunno. I never really liked Sleeping Beauty.
Jiro: It's like each story ends the same. It's always a happy ending. I wish life was like that. I guess people write fairy tales because they wished we lived in a world like Cinderella's (SP?) or Aladdin's (SP?) despite the truth.
Masaru, in agreement: Uh-huh.
A familiar sweet voice: That's why I don't like fairy tales. They make you realize in what kind of world we really live in. A world of mass destruction and in the end man is going to kill man. Country is going to fight with it's own people. And much of that is happening in Korea. So you see, it's not going to be an earthquake or the end of the world that will end man it's going to be man itself. We can't settle our differences with a talk and yet, we go off to war not realizing that that won't do no good. Innocent people die every day in a war or anything else.
But no one cares until it's someone they love. People have too much pride. They'd rather fight to the end. Fairy tales are just created for children so parents can hide the true world from them. When children grow up, they realize they've been living a lie and get to know what is the true world. And today I realize I was one of those people who would read to their children these fairy tales. After all I went through, I wanted to hide the true world from Masaru. I wanted to keep a distance from him and the world. I wanted him to believe that we lived in the same world Snow White did. But the truth always comes afloat.
Mitsuko was standing by the door. She knew that as much as she didn't like it, all she had just said was the truth. No one likes the truth.
Jiro: I realized that too. I wish it wasn't like that.
Mitsuko, sitting next to him: We all do. But the world is already penetrated with all this hate and sadness. You can't really change it.
Masaru: I thought you said that one voice can change everything.
Mitsuko: Sometimes. It depends. Don't you realize that not everyone is going to agree with you?
Masaru: I guess.
Masaru got up and sighed.
Masaru: I guess I better change........Before that bastard comes.......
Mitsuko: Masaru......-_-
Masaru walked to the door from behind them after he slipped something inside of Mitsuko's dress. She smiled.
Mitsuko, in thought: Masaru......:-D
Mitsuko: Jiro wait a second.
Jiro nodded and she got up and walked over to the door. Once she was out and checked that no one was in sight, she reached for the bra Masaru had slipped inside her dress. She smiled and walked up stairs and quickly put her bra inside her
drawer.
She got out of her room and noticed Masaru was standing outside his door, slipping a green sweater on. She smiled. He looked so adorable trying to put on his cute green sweater and dressed in his cute black pants. She walked over to him. He had finally put on his sweater.
Mitsuko, giggling: Masaru, I'm sorry to disappoint you but you got your sweater on the wrong way.
Masaru: Shit!
Mitsuko, smiling: Don't say that. I'll help you. Why'd you call off your blackmail?
Masaru: I'm just nice like that. No really, I just didn't want to clean my room.
Mitsuko: What was the toothbrush for?
Masaru, fixing his hair once he had on his sweater: That was just for fun.
They walked down stairs and she giggled.
Mitsuko: Sure Masaru. You try scrubbing your dirty floor with an old toothbrush.
Masaru, laughing: No thanks. What did happen to my toothbrush?
Mitsuko, smiling: I'll buy you a new one.
Masaru, jaws dropped: You broke my toothbrush? I loved that toothbr-
Door: Ding, dong. Ding, dong.
Masaru: Oh the asshole is here.
Mitsuko, hitting him softly on the side of the head: Masaru, shhhh.
Masaru sighed and went inside the living room to tell Jiro to go to the dinning room.
Mitsuko opened the door to reveal Misaru and his father. She smiled a fake smile.
Mitsuko: Hello Dr. Yamazaki! Hello Misaru. How are you gentlemen tonight?
Dr. Yamazaki: Hello darling. We are fine and you?
Mitsuko, smiling: I'm doing great.
Dr. Yamazaki: I heard your brother is here.
Mitsuko, nodding: Uh-huh. Please come in. Oh it's raining?
Misaru: Yes it is. Can you believe the weather lately?
Mitsuko: I know. Please follow me to the dinning room. Oh and be polite. My father cooked the dinner and I'm not going to lie. My father isn't such a great cook.
Dr. Yamazaki: Mitsuko, I bet it's going to be great.
Mitsuko, smiling: Just a warning.
She opened the door to the dinning room and the great smell of food filled her nose.
Mitsuko, TH: I hope it's as good as it smells.
Mitsuko took a seat next to Jiro and Misaru took a seat beside her. Masaru rolled his eyes and took a seat next to Jiro. Dr. Yamazaki took a seat next to her father and smiled.
Dr. Yamazaki: Hello Dr. Komyoji. It's been a long time since we have last seen each other.
Dr. Komyoji, smiling: I know.
Dr. Yamazaki, facing Jiro: So this is your son, Jiro?
Both Jiro and Dr.Komyoji nodded. Jiro nodded in a confused way and she bit her lip.
Jiro: It's a pleasure to meet you.
Dr. Yamazaki: The pleasure is all mine.
Jiro smiled and nodded.
Dr. Komyoji: Well dig in.
Mitsuko had to admit. Her father's cooking was pretty good. It wasn't as good as hers but it was okay. Masaru gave her a look and she shrugged. It was a look that she knew that meant 'what do you think' and she would always respond with a shrug or a nod.
Dr. Yamazaki kept on staring at Jiro with some interest, or so Mitsuko has noticed.
She raised her eyebrows.
Mitsuko: So Dr. Yamazaki, have you started any new projects?
Dr. Yamazaki, turning to Mitsuko: Not in the mean time. But I'm going to start a certain one pretty soon.
Mitsuko, with fake interest: Really?
Dr. Yamazaki: Yes. It's just a small project though.
Mitsuko: That's weird. You usually do big projects.
Dr. Yamazaki: I know.
Mitsuko,in thought: I wonder. Why does he keep on staring at Jiro for?
Masaru must have noticed too because the way he was giving Dr. Yamazaki dirty looks.
Mitsuko, in thought: Wait. He always gives him dirty looks.
The dinner went by pretty fast. Dr. Komyoji had made coffee for them all. They were in the living room, sharing one conversation.
Masaru: Mitsuko, I'm tired. Can you read me a story?
Mitsuko, grabbing her brother's hand: Yes. C'mon Jiro.
Jiro, nodded: Okay.
They walked together out the living room and up to Masaru's room.
Masaru: I'm going to change into my pj's.
Masaru walked in his bathroom with his pj's in his hand. Mitsuko turned to Jiro who was holding the fairy tale book.
Mitsuko, casually: So, what do you think about Dr. Yamazaki?
Jiro: He's an interesting fellow.
Mitsuko, nodding: He is. Did you see anything weird about him?
Jiro, looking at her strangely: No....... That mustache looked kinda weird though. I think he should shave it off.
Mitsuko, rolling her eyes: Jiro.......-_-
The door to Masaru's bathroom opened to reveal Masaru little head poking out.
Masaru: I need a toothbrush.
Mitsuko: Oh yeah. I have to get one from my bathroom.
Jiro: I'll get it.
Mitsuko: If you wish.
Jiro, nodding: I'll be back in a second. No actually in two seconds because a seco-
Mitsuko and Masaru: We get it Jiro. Just get the toothbrush.
(AN: Okay, I know Jiro is kind of weird and is so OOC but I dunno. I thought it was funny if he acted this way. Even if he kinda acts like a complete idiot with no clue. On with the story.......)
Once Jiro left the room, Masaru turned to his sister.
Masaru, scratching the back of his head: I'm sorry if I'm insulting your boyfriend Mitsuko, but Jiro has been acting kind of weird lately.
Mitsuko: I know. o_o
Masaru: He thought you were mad at him.
Mitsuko: Me? Mad at him? 0_0
Masaru: Yeah. He thought that when you said never mind, he thought you hated him for some reason.
Mitsuko: Jiro......
The door to Masaru's room opened to reveal Jiro, empty handed. Masaru and Mitsuko raised their eyebrows.
Mitsuko: Jiro, where's the toothbrush?
Jiro: About that. What's a toothbrush?
Masaru and Mitsuko both felt a sweat drop form on the back of their heads.
Masaru: Never mind, I'll get it.
Masaru shook his head and walked out his room.
Jiro: I'm so stupid.
Mitsuko bit her lip and tried to hold a laugh.
Mitsuko: Of course not Jiro. Your not stupid.
Jiro: Really? ^-^
Mitsuko, gaving Jiro a soft kiss: Uh-huh.
A smooth voice: When did my room become the make out room?
Masaru smiled as he leaned on his door.
Mitsuko, blushing: Masaru.....
There was a knock on the door and Mitsuko took a few steps away from Jiro so they wouldn't look suspicious. Masaru sighed and opened the door.
Masaru: What the hell do you want?
Mitsuko: Masaru! Hello Misaru, can I help you?
Misaru: Well, I just wanted to say good-bye.
Mitsuko, with a white lie: Oh yeah of course. Goodbye Misaru. It was nice having you here.
Misaru: Yes of course. I was our pleasure being here. It was also a pleasure seeing Jiro again.
Jiro nodded and Masaru rolled his eyes.
Masaru: Well that's all for tonight, Yamazaki. Please show yourself to the front door and get the hell out of here.
Masaru closed the door in his face and smiled.
Mitsuko: Masaru your so rude.
Mitsuko opened the door but she heard her father saying good-bye and closing the front door. She closed her brother's door and took a sat on a chair next to Masaru's bed. Jiro was sitting on Masaru's bed, next to her.
Jiro, frowning: Mitsuko, I know he's your boss and everything but you don't have to act so flirty around him.
Mitsuko stared at Jiro with amazement.
Mitsuko, in thought: I didn't know Jiro could have jealousy.
Masaru: Oh, that's the understatement, Jiro. Mitsuko hates his guts.
Jiro: Why does she hate his guts? What have his guts ever done to her?o_o
Mitsuko giggled and Masaru bit his lip.
Masaru: That means she hates the guy.
Mitsuko: I don't hate him. I just don't like him the way he likes me.
Jiro: The way he likes you?
Mitsuko: Jiro, Misaru has the same feelings you have for me.
Jiro: He likes you? As in love you?
Mitsuko: Umm......
Masaru: Take that as a yes.
Jiro, frowning: Do you like him?
Mitsuko: Of course not! I love you!
Jiro: But the way you act around him. And why'd you tell him I'm your brother?
Masaru, excitingly: Ohhh, this is like that one episode of Oprah or Jerry Springer
( Sp?)! The love triangle! This is great.
Mitsuko, angrily: MASARU! This is real life not one of your shows!
Masaru: Hello! My shows are real. They're based on real life happenings!
Jiro: Are we talking about shows all of a sudden?
Masaru was just sitting there, enjoying the sight if his sister fighting with her Jiro. He smiled.
Mitsuko, angrily: We're not talking about shows. And we're not talking about Misaru! As a matter of fact, we're not even talking!
Mitsuko got up and walked out Masaru's room, slamming the door behind her. Masaru and Jiro were left in the room, stunned.
Masaru: What just happened?
Jiro: I don't know but I'm going to check on her.
Masaru nodded and Jiro left the room, silently closing the door. He was about to go in Mitsuko's room when the door rang. Jiro frowned.
Jiro, in thought: Who can that be?
He shrugged and then decided to open the door. He unlocked the door and opened it, surprised and shocked to see the person.
Jiro: It can be......It just can't be!
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Dear Loyal Fans,
Who is it? I don't know. Just kidding. But if you want to find out, you'll have to review and be patient. I'm going to school on Monday! Yay! The good thing is, I won't be bored anymore. The bad thing is, updating is going to get slow. Hey, to a good side, there's always a bad side. It's normal. Oh well. Well, thanks a lot for all the reviews. 40 something reviews. Whoa, I wasn't expecting that. Can my story be that good? Nah. It's just an average story made my average me. Well, I'm have the next chapter on ff.net as soon as I can.
Bye,
Yours Truly
P. S I know, I know. I'm so sorry for this chapter's shortness. I'm sorry. Oh and thanks for the many of you who reviewed about that one girl's mean little review. Oh I feel so special! lol
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Chapter Eight
Weird Dinner
A/N:
Dear Loyal Fans,
You might have noticed that mostly in each chapter it rains. I mean as in the setting and everything. Well, the reason I do that is because here in Orlando it's been raining A LOT. You would expect sunny days here! Not! Gee, I haven't even gone to Disney (I really want to see Mickey again!) or Universal Studios (I live very close to those theme parks. And I go very often because I don't have to pay)! This summer it's been very rainy and well summer doesn't really seem like it. And when I write each chapter it's raining! I dunno. I like writing when it rains. It inspires me. Well, lets just get started with Ch. 8! Oh to that certain person who left that negative review, if you paid attention in the last four OVA episodes, the last episode the Fate of Pinocchio, Jiro himself says something like "And with this I become fully human" or something like that. He those become human for your information! Or at least I think..........
Regards,
Yours Truly
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The cold wind blew her hair softly. That was a sign that it was going to rain any time soon. She walked around her garden, examining each plant or flower surrounding her, not having enough words to describe their beauty and importance. Each unique and different from the one next to it. Plants just speak for themselves. She sat on a swing that her father had hung on a cherry blossom tree for Masaru. She watched as the daisies moved softly with the wind. Her nose filled with the exotic smell that the sakura tree produced above her.
The clouds above her turned gray and she watched as the birds landed somewhere safe. She put her hand on top of her chest, something she would do often when she was either worried or in deep thought. It's like even though her true love is finally with her and the happiness she and her family lost was restored, she still felt a sign of dread deep inside her heart.
Mitsuko, in thought: Mitsuko, Mitsuko, Mitsuko, your going to be okay. Nothing is going to happen.
And even if the voice inside her head told her that, she still felt a doubt. Would they be happy or would someone take that away from them?
Mitsuko, in thought: Gill is dead. And this time for sure. No one will ruin this happiness for us.
Or would they? Would some sort of villain come and take someone or something dear away from her?
Mitsuko, in thought: Hopefully not.
She was in deep thought. Trying as much as she could to answer her own doubtful questions. Wondering and wondering what would happen now. She had lost that optimism she used to have when she was small. After all she has gone through, do you honestly think she would be an optimist?
Jiro, from the front door of her home: Mitsuko?
Mitsuko, coming out of her thoughts: Yes Jiro?
Jiro: Shouldn't you come in? I think it's going to rain.
Mitsuko nodded. He was right. Softly a few rain drops fell from the sky. She walked to Jiro, glancing at everything around her until she was inside her warm home. Jiro put a hand on top of her cheek, wiping the rain drops that had landed on her cheek with his thumb.
Jiro, softly: Is something the matter?
Mitsuko, with a quick white lie: No. I'm okay.
Jiro: Oh yeah. Your dad wants to tell you that Misaru and his dad are coming to have dinner with us.
Mitsuko, eyes growing wide: Jiro please tell me your kidding.
Mitsuko felt dread growing bigger every second in her stomach.
Jiro, rolling his eyes: Don't worry I won't hug you or do whatever.
Mitsuko: No, no it's not that. It's just. Never mind.
Jiro: I still have to follow those rules don't I?
Mitsuko, nodding: Yeah...... Gee Jiro, I'm sorry.
Jiro, rolling his eyes and shrugging: It's all right.
Mitsuko, planting a soft kiss on his lips: Thank you Jiro.
Masaru: Oh sis! I need my room cleaned!
Mitsuko, angrily: What the hell- I mean, okay.
Jiro, frowning: Isn't he old enough to clean his own room?
Mitsuko, sarcastically: Yes but I like cleaning my brother's room. What are sisters for?
Jiro: I don't know.
Mitsuko: You weren't supposed to answer that.
Jiro: I wasn't?
Mitsuko: Forget it Jiro.
Jiro: Forget what?
Mitsuko shook her head and sighed.
Mitsuko, in thought: This is going to be a long day.
Mitsuko walked over to a closet which holds all the cleaning items. Once she had everything, she walked up stairs and into her brother's dirty room. It's like the older he got, the dirtier he got. Masaru was leaning on the wall next to his bed, slyly.
Mitsuko gave him a dirty look and she suddenly remembered.
Mitsuko, hitting herself on the forehead: I forgot the mop!
Masaru: No you didn't.
Mitsuko: What are you talking about?
Masaru, walking up to her: Meet your new friend. Actually I think you've been friends for a while.
Masaru handed her an old toothbrush and her jaws dropped, in disbelief.
Mitsuko: You honestly think I'm going to clean the floor with this??? o_o
Masaru: Yeah do you got a problem? =-D
Mitsuko, biting her lip: Oh I'm going to get you so bad, you'll-
Masaru, interrupting her: While I have the bra, you can't do nothing but obey me. ;-D
Masaru grinned and walked out his room leaving his sister baffled with a toothbrush in her hand. =-D
Mitsuko, biting her lip: Better get started.......o_o
Meanwhile.......
Jiro, in thought: Why'd she get so mad? Those were very hard questions.......
He heard the door to the living room opening and he looked up. Masaru closed the door behind him, looking happy.
Masaru: Hello Jiro.
Jiro, smiling: Hello Masaru.
Masaru: Are you upset?
Jiro: Sort of.
Masaru: About what?
Jiro: Your sister.
Masaru: Oh her. What did she do?
Jiro: She gets mad easily.
Masaru: Tell me about it.
Jiro:I am telling you about it......
Masaru: No, no I mean-Never mind.
Jiro: Oh no. Not you too!
Masaru, a sweat drop forming in the back of his head: Jiro? Are you okay?
Masaru, in thought: Is it me or has Jiro gotten very weird in the past years?
Meanwhile.........
Mitsuko: Almost done.......Only have to scrub this corner with the toothbrush and I'm- Oh no. Why'd you have to brake now? o_o
Mitsuko tried to scrub the floor with what remained of the poor old toothbrush.
Mitsuko: Finally......
Mitsuko let herself fall on her brother's bed, softly. She had finally finished cleaning her brother's room. She sighed.-_-
Mitsuko: I have to get my bra back somehow. Too bad it's in Masaru's pocket......
She sighed and got up and gathered everything.
Meanwhile...........
Masaru had spend a long time explaining to Jiro what is and what isn't a common remark (You know, like don't judge a book by its cover or tell me about it, etc.).
It took Jiro a while to get it.
Masaru: So you see. Mitsuko isn't mad at you. I'm not mad at you. They're just words common people use.
Jiro nodded slowly and Masaru knew he didn't get it.
Masaru: Maybe your better off without using those common remarks.......o_o
Meanwhile.............
Mitsuko had to take a shower after she cleaned Masaru's room. Like it was almost time for dinner, which meant what's his face was coming soon with his father, she had to be ready by then. She had put a tight black sleeveless dress. What color went better with her then black? She also had to put those very uncomfortable black high-heel sandals. This is what people expect of her.
They expected the daughter of a well known inventor (AN: I dunno. Is he an inventor or a scientist? Sorry for interrupting. Again...) to be so elegant. Someone she would never be. After all, she is just an average girl.
Mitsuko: Or am I?
She sighed and got ready for the horrible dinner.
Meanwhile.....
To get his mind off of common remarks, Masaru and Jiro both just read the fairy tale book Etsuko gave to Masaru.
Jiro, confused: I don't get it. How can a girl sleep that long?
Masaru: I dunno. I never really liked Sleeping Beauty.
Jiro: It's like each story ends the same. It's always a happy ending. I wish life was like that. I guess people write fairy tales because they wished we lived in a world like Cinderella's (SP?) or Aladdin's (SP?) despite the truth.
Masaru, in agreement: Uh-huh.
A familiar sweet voice: That's why I don't like fairy tales. They make you realize in what kind of world we really live in. A world of mass destruction and in the end man is going to kill man. Country is going to fight with it's own people. And much of that is happening in Korea. So you see, it's not going to be an earthquake or the end of the world that will end man it's going to be man itself. We can't settle our differences with a talk and yet, we go off to war not realizing that that won't do no good. Innocent people die every day in a war or anything else.
But no one cares until it's someone they love. People have too much pride. They'd rather fight to the end. Fairy tales are just created for children so parents can hide the true world from them. When children grow up, they realize they've been living a lie and get to know what is the true world. And today I realize I was one of those people who would read to their children these fairy tales. After all I went through, I wanted to hide the true world from Masaru. I wanted to keep a distance from him and the world. I wanted him to believe that we lived in the same world Snow White did. But the truth always comes afloat.
Mitsuko was standing by the door. She knew that as much as she didn't like it, all she had just said was the truth. No one likes the truth.
Jiro: I realized that too. I wish it wasn't like that.
Mitsuko, sitting next to him: We all do. But the world is already penetrated with all this hate and sadness. You can't really change it.
Masaru: I thought you said that one voice can change everything.
Mitsuko: Sometimes. It depends. Don't you realize that not everyone is going to agree with you?
Masaru: I guess.
Masaru got up and sighed.
Masaru: I guess I better change........Before that bastard comes.......
Mitsuko: Masaru......-_-
Masaru walked to the door from behind them after he slipped something inside of Mitsuko's dress. She smiled.
Mitsuko, in thought: Masaru......:-D
Mitsuko: Jiro wait a second.
Jiro nodded and she got up and walked over to the door. Once she was out and checked that no one was in sight, she reached for the bra Masaru had slipped inside her dress. She smiled and walked up stairs and quickly put her bra inside her
drawer.
She got out of her room and noticed Masaru was standing outside his door, slipping a green sweater on. She smiled. He looked so adorable trying to put on his cute green sweater and dressed in his cute black pants. She walked over to him. He had finally put on his sweater.
Mitsuko, giggling: Masaru, I'm sorry to disappoint you but you got your sweater on the wrong way.
Masaru: Shit!
Mitsuko, smiling: Don't say that. I'll help you. Why'd you call off your blackmail?
Masaru: I'm just nice like that. No really, I just didn't want to clean my room.
Mitsuko: What was the toothbrush for?
Masaru, fixing his hair once he had on his sweater: That was just for fun.
They walked down stairs and she giggled.
Mitsuko: Sure Masaru. You try scrubbing your dirty floor with an old toothbrush.
Masaru, laughing: No thanks. What did happen to my toothbrush?
Mitsuko, smiling: I'll buy you a new one.
Masaru, jaws dropped: You broke my toothbrush? I loved that toothbr-
Door: Ding, dong. Ding, dong.
Masaru: Oh the asshole is here.
Mitsuko, hitting him softly on the side of the head: Masaru, shhhh.
Masaru sighed and went inside the living room to tell Jiro to go to the dinning room.
Mitsuko opened the door to reveal Misaru and his father. She smiled a fake smile.
Mitsuko: Hello Dr. Yamazaki! Hello Misaru. How are you gentlemen tonight?
Dr. Yamazaki: Hello darling. We are fine and you?
Mitsuko, smiling: I'm doing great.
Dr. Yamazaki: I heard your brother is here.
Mitsuko, nodding: Uh-huh. Please come in. Oh it's raining?
Misaru: Yes it is. Can you believe the weather lately?
Mitsuko: I know. Please follow me to the dinning room. Oh and be polite. My father cooked the dinner and I'm not going to lie. My father isn't such a great cook.
Dr. Yamazaki: Mitsuko, I bet it's going to be great.
Mitsuko, smiling: Just a warning.
She opened the door to the dinning room and the great smell of food filled her nose.
Mitsuko, TH: I hope it's as good as it smells.
Mitsuko took a seat next to Jiro and Misaru took a seat beside her. Masaru rolled his eyes and took a seat next to Jiro. Dr. Yamazaki took a seat next to her father and smiled.
Dr. Yamazaki: Hello Dr. Komyoji. It's been a long time since we have last seen each other.
Dr. Komyoji, smiling: I know.
Dr. Yamazaki, facing Jiro: So this is your son, Jiro?
Both Jiro and Dr.Komyoji nodded. Jiro nodded in a confused way and she bit her lip.
Jiro: It's a pleasure to meet you.
Dr. Yamazaki: The pleasure is all mine.
Jiro smiled and nodded.
Dr. Komyoji: Well dig in.
Mitsuko had to admit. Her father's cooking was pretty good. It wasn't as good as hers but it was okay. Masaru gave her a look and she shrugged. It was a look that she knew that meant 'what do you think' and she would always respond with a shrug or a nod.
Dr. Yamazaki kept on staring at Jiro with some interest, or so Mitsuko has noticed.
She raised her eyebrows.
Mitsuko: So Dr. Yamazaki, have you started any new projects?
Dr. Yamazaki, turning to Mitsuko: Not in the mean time. But I'm going to start a certain one pretty soon.
Mitsuko, with fake interest: Really?
Dr. Yamazaki: Yes. It's just a small project though.
Mitsuko: That's weird. You usually do big projects.
Dr. Yamazaki: I know.
Mitsuko,in thought: I wonder. Why does he keep on staring at Jiro for?
Masaru must have noticed too because the way he was giving Dr. Yamazaki dirty looks.
Mitsuko, in thought: Wait. He always gives him dirty looks.
The dinner went by pretty fast. Dr. Komyoji had made coffee for them all. They were in the living room, sharing one conversation.
Masaru: Mitsuko, I'm tired. Can you read me a story?
Mitsuko, grabbing her brother's hand: Yes. C'mon Jiro.
Jiro, nodded: Okay.
They walked together out the living room and up to Masaru's room.
Masaru: I'm going to change into my pj's.
Masaru walked in his bathroom with his pj's in his hand. Mitsuko turned to Jiro who was holding the fairy tale book.
Mitsuko, casually: So, what do you think about Dr. Yamazaki?
Jiro: He's an interesting fellow.
Mitsuko, nodding: He is. Did you see anything weird about him?
Jiro, looking at her strangely: No....... That mustache looked kinda weird though. I think he should shave it off.
Mitsuko, rolling her eyes: Jiro.......-_-
The door to Masaru's bathroom opened to reveal Masaru little head poking out.
Masaru: I need a toothbrush.
Mitsuko: Oh yeah. I have to get one from my bathroom.
Jiro: I'll get it.
Mitsuko: If you wish.
Jiro, nodding: I'll be back in a second. No actually in two seconds because a seco-
Mitsuko and Masaru: We get it Jiro. Just get the toothbrush.
(AN: Okay, I know Jiro is kind of weird and is so OOC but I dunno. I thought it was funny if he acted this way. Even if he kinda acts like a complete idiot with no clue. On with the story.......)
Once Jiro left the room, Masaru turned to his sister.
Masaru, scratching the back of his head: I'm sorry if I'm insulting your boyfriend Mitsuko, but Jiro has been acting kind of weird lately.
Mitsuko: I know. o_o
Masaru: He thought you were mad at him.
Mitsuko: Me? Mad at him? 0_0
Masaru: Yeah. He thought that when you said never mind, he thought you hated him for some reason.
Mitsuko: Jiro......
The door to Masaru's room opened to reveal Jiro, empty handed. Masaru and Mitsuko raised their eyebrows.
Mitsuko: Jiro, where's the toothbrush?
Jiro: About that. What's a toothbrush?
Masaru and Mitsuko both felt a sweat drop form on the back of their heads.
Masaru: Never mind, I'll get it.
Masaru shook his head and walked out his room.
Jiro: I'm so stupid.
Mitsuko bit her lip and tried to hold a laugh.
Mitsuko: Of course not Jiro. Your not stupid.
Jiro: Really? ^-^
Mitsuko, gaving Jiro a soft kiss: Uh-huh.
A smooth voice: When did my room become the make out room?
Masaru smiled as he leaned on his door.
Mitsuko, blushing: Masaru.....
There was a knock on the door and Mitsuko took a few steps away from Jiro so they wouldn't look suspicious. Masaru sighed and opened the door.
Masaru: What the hell do you want?
Mitsuko: Masaru! Hello Misaru, can I help you?
Misaru: Well, I just wanted to say good-bye.
Mitsuko, with a white lie: Oh yeah of course. Goodbye Misaru. It was nice having you here.
Misaru: Yes of course. I was our pleasure being here. It was also a pleasure seeing Jiro again.
Jiro nodded and Masaru rolled his eyes.
Masaru: Well that's all for tonight, Yamazaki. Please show yourself to the front door and get the hell out of here.
Masaru closed the door in his face and smiled.
Mitsuko: Masaru your so rude.
Mitsuko opened the door but she heard her father saying good-bye and closing the front door. She closed her brother's door and took a sat on a chair next to Masaru's bed. Jiro was sitting on Masaru's bed, next to her.
Jiro, frowning: Mitsuko, I know he's your boss and everything but you don't have to act so flirty around him.
Mitsuko stared at Jiro with amazement.
Mitsuko, in thought: I didn't know Jiro could have jealousy.
Masaru: Oh, that's the understatement, Jiro. Mitsuko hates his guts.
Jiro: Why does she hate his guts? What have his guts ever done to her?o_o
Mitsuko giggled and Masaru bit his lip.
Masaru: That means she hates the guy.
Mitsuko: I don't hate him. I just don't like him the way he likes me.
Jiro: The way he likes you?
Mitsuko: Jiro, Misaru has the same feelings you have for me.
Jiro: He likes you? As in love you?
Mitsuko: Umm......
Masaru: Take that as a yes.
Jiro, frowning: Do you like him?
Mitsuko: Of course not! I love you!
Jiro: But the way you act around him. And why'd you tell him I'm your brother?
Masaru, excitingly: Ohhh, this is like that one episode of Oprah or Jerry Springer
( Sp?)! The love triangle! This is great.
Mitsuko, angrily: MASARU! This is real life not one of your shows!
Masaru: Hello! My shows are real. They're based on real life happenings!
Jiro: Are we talking about shows all of a sudden?
Masaru was just sitting there, enjoying the sight if his sister fighting with her Jiro. He smiled.
Mitsuko, angrily: We're not talking about shows. And we're not talking about Misaru! As a matter of fact, we're not even talking!
Mitsuko got up and walked out Masaru's room, slamming the door behind her. Masaru and Jiro were left in the room, stunned.
Masaru: What just happened?
Jiro: I don't know but I'm going to check on her.
Masaru nodded and Jiro left the room, silently closing the door. He was about to go in Mitsuko's room when the door rang. Jiro frowned.
Jiro, in thought: Who can that be?
He shrugged and then decided to open the door. He unlocked the door and opened it, surprised and shocked to see the person.
Jiro: It can be......It just can't be!
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Dear Loyal Fans,
Who is it? I don't know. Just kidding. But if you want to find out, you'll have to review and be patient. I'm going to school on Monday! Yay! The good thing is, I won't be bored anymore. The bad thing is, updating is going to get slow. Hey, to a good side, there's always a bad side. It's normal. Oh well. Well, thanks a lot for all the reviews. 40 something reviews. Whoa, I wasn't expecting that. Can my story be that good? Nah. It's just an average story made my average me. Well, I'm have the next chapter on ff.net as soon as I can.
Bye,
Yours Truly
P. S I know, I know. I'm so sorry for this chapter's shortness. I'm sorry. Oh and thanks for the many of you who reviewed about that one girl's mean little review. Oh I feel so special! lol
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