Chapter 4 -
To my dear readers, new and old, after so many years, and thinking loads about it, I have finally decided to continue and finish this story. Readers may have gone from few to nil, but a big part of me is writing this for me, so nyah! If you're a new reader, you might be wondering what the heck is going on: I stopped writing this fic years back cos I was put off by the dumb ending of the otherwise awesome manga, despite the protests of my old readers. So yeah, you're lucky if you're reading this for the first time, and I promise this time I won't leave it undone. To my old readers, in case you're reading this, I apologise again, and hope you still find your way back to this story, lol.
Disclaimer: *Disclaims*
Sitting at one of the tables next to the windows at McDonald's, Kirisawa Fuuko slowly peeled the wrapping off her burger. She glanced up again at the silent but extremely charming young boy sitting opposite her, quietly sipping coke, his eyes now half-concealed by eyelids lined with long eyelashes, vision vaguely tracing the patterns engraved on the table. Fuuko frowned slightly.
"Are you sure that's all you're having?" she said, eyeing the sole cup of coke on the table in front of him. At her remark, Mikagami Tokiya lifted his head. Unfathomable blue green eyes, streaked with dashes of icy grey trained onto her clear sapphire ones. After a while, he opened his mouth, and the straw in it flicked out, causing droplets of coke to fly across the table.
"Yea, if this's all we're having for dinner."
Fuuko looked down at the few tiny droplets of coke that had landed onto her white blouse. "Well yea, this IS what we're having for dinner. Did you think after this I was going to take you to eat at Ginza?" she snapped. (*Ginza is a really posh place to dine and shop at in Japan)
After that, there was silence, where one refused to entertain the other. A few moments later…
"Are you going to eat or what? Cause I'm not buying you anything later," Fuuko huffed.
The boy stuck the straw back into his mouth.
"I don't fancy junk food," he said shortly.
"For your information, Yanagi cut down my weekly allowance to $20 per week so even I have to starve. You're in no place to complain," Fuuko fumed, shoving two pieces of fries into her mouth. Hm… maybe she shouldn'tve sped the other day and got a two hundred dollar fine, in which the payment automatically goes to the Hokage team piggy bank that Yanagi was in charge of. And now this was her punishment.
"Pitiful," he commented lightly, but the tone of scorn was just a tad bit apparent in his voice. At his jeer, the violet-haired young lady stood up and flared.
"Well, tough luck for you too, my dear boy, since you're stuck with me!" she yelled.
Tokiya slowly lifted his indifferent-looking eyes, straw still in his mouth. With his thumb, he gestured around them. Responsively, Fuuko swirled around and caught every eye in the restaurant staring at them. Feeling the heat of anger and embarrassment boiling over her, Fuuko death-glared. "Do I look like a walrus in bikini? GET BACK TO YOUR FOOD!" she hollered.
Immediately, everyone dove back to their food, not daring to find out what would happen if they didn't. Fuuko slumped back into her seat huffily. Great, now they'd think she must be some juvenile mom with her kid who probably didn't even know who his dad was. Stuffing the last bit of burger into her mouth, she finished her drink and chucked her wallet back into her bag.
"Hurry up and finish that," she urged the silver-haired toddler. Seeing Tokiya give her a questioning frown, Fuuko rolled her eyes. "So we can go get you something for your delicate stomach," she explained curtly, throwing in a light taunt.
Tokiya opened his mouth and the straw flicked out again. "I have a decent appetite, that's all," he corrected mildly and jumped off his chair, leaving the half-finished cup of coke. Fishing out her keys, Fuuko reminded herself once more not to bother talking back. It was one of those things that she and Tokiya would never, never see eye to eye on. They soon reached the car park and found Fuuko's green motorcycle, and she lifted Tokiya off the ground by his armpits and settled him onto the backseat.
Catching, on his face, the familiar look of slight distaste at her vehicle, she spoke lightly. "Not everyone can afford a car, Mi-chan." She placed a helmet on his head and fastened the strap under his chin.
"I don't see why you can't just borrow mine." Okay, something about that remark sounded wrong. Somehow, that didn't sound like him.
Too pouty.
Fuuko whistled tauntingly. "Ooo, did I just hear some whining coming from the Mikagami Tokiya?" she laughed.
He scowled in response and Fuuko shrugged. "I don't like trouble, that's why. It's so stressful being in charge of other people's stuff," she explained as she hauled herself onto the seat as well and revved the engine. She turned to face him. "Hold onto my waist."
But Tokiya circled his fingers around the backseat handrails. "I can hold onto these."
Fuuko shrugged. "Suit yourself," she said unconcernedly, and put on her helmet. There was a you-will-regret-it-look on her face that made Tokiya uneasy. And the moment the vehicle abruptly jumped to life and shot forward, the boy at the back had to throw his hands forwards and grab the young lady's firm waist to keep from tumbling backwards off the motorcycle. Swallowing his heart back in place, Mikagami Tokiya felt tricked.
"You don't have to go so fast," he complained, and immediately rolled his eyes at himself. This really wasn't his night, now he was starting to sound like some silly girl scared of a little speed, when he was actually just disliking the speed for countering his reluctance to circle his arms around… okay, around her waist!
He was interrupted presently.
"This is my normal velocity," Fuuko turned back, answering his earlier complaint.
Turning back to face the front, she stuck her tongue out at herself. This wasn't really her usual speed, but Mi-chan didn't need to know.
That's it for this round, it's a short chapter cos it used to be my "departing gift". So, below is my old note, which I will leave here for the credit and benefit of my old readers. But updates will be put up next chapter. See you guys then~
Well, this is it, yea. Hope you all enjoyed it, though I admit it's bloody short. I know it's sudden and I'm still really sorry about all this (especially to "Nobody you know", I bet you're kind of mad now), but I just don't have the confidence to write anymore… But I don't want to kill all your hope guys, if I can somehow find a way to rekindle this confidence and also find a way to continue this, I would. Thank you to the list of people who had supported this fic:
Da*mouse
Xabie
Whitesiren
Haruko1
And also all the rest of my reviewers, thank you. I'll continue reading your fics though!