Oooook….. I completely retarded my story up. Ay, its irritating. Ok so heres what happened. I was trying to fix the format the story was in (cuz I written on Microsoft word and it got a gay but when I tried removing the chapter the whole story poofed away but not its all betters! And much more easy to read….hahaha, yeah, so you lovely few people that reviewed for my first chapter….well…… REVIEW IT AGAIN! Compliment me on a job well done… or something… sarah, come back! I'll do a lil something something with george and Isabella just for you!!!! … yeah, I don't know where I shouldve put the ) … but I guess this is a good place!)
Chapter 2
Arashi threw Yukari off of in with sudden, unexpected force. He gasped in surprise and saw how she looked back at him with the same disoriented look upon her face.
"I…I'm sorry. I don't… ", She tried for a smile but only managed halfway. ", I better get going." She hurried, stumbling some, to the door and let herself out.
Yukari ran down the steps and out of the apartment building so fast that she tripped out the door and fell on her knees and hands. Her eyes stung with embarrassed tears mingled with those caused by her scrapped palms and knees.
"Yukari?"
Yukari took a sharp intake of breath when she heard the voice hover above her.
"Are you alright?"
She could see George looking at her from his kneeling stance. He pulled her to her feet and caressed her burning hands in his.
"Why're you in such a hurry? Do you have to be home already? I could give you a ride." His words were gentle to her ears which were no help to ease the guilt surfacing to her head.
"Uh, no. I'll walk. See you later, ok?" She slipped her hands out of his and walked fast down the street.
"Yukari!" George called to her, now from a block away. She looked back to see him yelling something to her. She didn't quite get all he said but waved at him and departed on her way.
She was halfway to her house when she stopped outside a little shoppe and dialed Miwako's number on her cell phone. After a few rings, Miwako's end picked up.
"Hello?"
"Isabella?" Yukari surprised by the receiver.
"Oh, hello Yukari. I'm helping Miwako with her dinner for Arashi. Miwako's…. has her hands filled at the mo…Oh, no dear! Ah, could Miwako call you back?"
Yukari let out a slight sigh. "Sure. Bye." She hung up and stuck the phone into her bag.
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"Who was that?" Miwako asked, her hands covered in some sort of batter and a bowl half empty from spilling on the floor.
"Twas Yukari, darling. Careful now. She sounded a little muffled when she hung up. Here, let me take this. You wash your hands and call her back." Isabella took the bowl from Miwako and cleaned up the mess on the floor.
Miwako wiped her hands off and took her phone, calling back Yukari.
"Hello Yukari! Miwako having a little bit of trouble with Arashi's maaaaaaaahvelous supper tonight but Isabella is helping so very much! Its gonna be lovely!" Her childish voice made a grin come to Yukari's lips.
"Sounds like you're having a good time." She sad softly into her phone.
"But it doesn't sound like you are. What's wrong with Yukari?"
"Nothing. Just a little bit out of it. I went to see Arashi and his band practice. They're really good."
"Yeah, Arashi takes after his pa. Miwako thinks they should perform together but Arashi doesn't seem to think that a very good idea."
Yukari smiled, sadly on her end, thinking of Miwako and her happy ways of living. So carefree and such. "Um, I should probably let you get back to cooking. Hope everything goes well tonight."
She heard Miwako protesting the hang up but Yukari hit the off button anyway.
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"What was Yukari doing here?" George asked, setting his hat on the table in Arashi's apartment.
"She wanted to check out the band." He said, blandly.
"She didn't look too well when I bumped into her outside. What happened?"
"I don't know, man. You know girls get for some unknown reason. And, well, Yukari doesn't seem to like living easy."
George smirked and sat down on the couch, in the spot Yukari had sat when she was there. "And still I can't get enough of her. I don't know what wrong with me but … don't look sad. I'll always leave room for you." He said in a sexy George tone. (he's got a tone named after him!)
"Ah, blow off. What're you here for anyway?" Arashi picked up some trash off the floor and stuffed it in a trash bag.
"A friendly visit is all."
"Yeah, and what'll this friendly visit turn into? Asking me for some sort of favor?"
"Arashi, why do you think so little of me."
"I don't think highly of pervs. Especially one that's always flirting with my girl."
"Don't you feel you get enough of my attention?" George played with the cord from the blinds. "There are just too many people to please. But, anyway, I'll have to please the crowds later."
"What crowds?" Arashi mumbled to himself, knowing George would take no part in hearing that comment had he spoken any louder.
"I want you to do something for me."
"It only figured."
George held a smile on his face and leaned close to Arashi, whispering things softly so that Arashi had to come nearer to hear. And then Arashi understood what was going.
~~~~
The doorbell at Yukari's house rang. She was the only one home for the night as her mother went to her little brother's school for a parent/teacher conference.
Yukari, hearing the bell ring from inside the bathroom, quickly fumbled into her sleepy wear and went to answer the door.
Opening the door just slightly, she felt it being pushed from the other side. All too fast the door was swung open and in front of her Arashi stood, his hair not in his usual spiked up manner but in an intentionally messy sort of way, and his eyes gazed at her in only a way Yukari could wish for George to stare her.
And then she was pinned against the wall under Arashi's large hands. She had a slight recollection of some words she'd said to George popped inYukari's head as Arashi roughly pressed his hungry mouth to hers.
"….Every time our lips touch, you'll die a little death…"
At that present moment, Yukari, herself, felt herself dying
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annnnnnnnnd?????? Ha, I always laugh when I write stuff like that. Tis so funnies. Well, y'all tell me what cha think! I need some reviews to replace those I lost! Oh, the tears r still spilling over that mistake… Give me some luvin! Isn't there a brand of bread with luvin in it…? FUEL'S NEW CD IS COMING OUT IN 53 DAYS! Better be good is all I got to say….. peash!
Chapter 2
Arashi threw Yukari off of in with sudden, unexpected force. He gasped in surprise and saw how she looked back at him with the same disoriented look upon her face.
"I…I'm sorry. I don't… ", She tried for a smile but only managed halfway. ", I better get going." She hurried, stumbling some, to the door and let herself out.
Yukari ran down the steps and out of the apartment building so fast that she tripped out the door and fell on her knees and hands. Her eyes stung with embarrassed tears mingled with those caused by her scrapped palms and knees.
"Yukari?"
Yukari took a sharp intake of breath when she heard the voice hover above her.
"Are you alright?"
She could see George looking at her from his kneeling stance. He pulled her to her feet and caressed her burning hands in his.
"Why're you in such a hurry? Do you have to be home already? I could give you a ride." His words were gentle to her ears which were no help to ease the guilt surfacing to her head.
"Uh, no. I'll walk. See you later, ok?" She slipped her hands out of his and walked fast down the street.
"Yukari!" George called to her, now from a block away. She looked back to see him yelling something to her. She didn't quite get all he said but waved at him and departed on her way.
She was halfway to her house when she stopped outside a little shoppe and dialed Miwako's number on her cell phone. After a few rings, Miwako's end picked up.
"Hello?"
"Isabella?" Yukari surprised by the receiver.
"Oh, hello Yukari. I'm helping Miwako with her dinner for Arashi. Miwako's…. has her hands filled at the mo…Oh, no dear! Ah, could Miwako call you back?"
Yukari let out a slight sigh. "Sure. Bye." She hung up and stuck the phone into her bag.
~~~~
"Who was that?" Miwako asked, her hands covered in some sort of batter and a bowl half empty from spilling on the floor.
"Twas Yukari, darling. Careful now. She sounded a little muffled when she hung up. Here, let me take this. You wash your hands and call her back." Isabella took the bowl from Miwako and cleaned up the mess on the floor.
Miwako wiped her hands off and took her phone, calling back Yukari.
"Hello Yukari! Miwako having a little bit of trouble with Arashi's maaaaaaaahvelous supper tonight but Isabella is helping so very much! Its gonna be lovely!" Her childish voice made a grin come to Yukari's lips.
"Sounds like you're having a good time." She sad softly into her phone.
"But it doesn't sound like you are. What's wrong with Yukari?"
"Nothing. Just a little bit out of it. I went to see Arashi and his band practice. They're really good."
"Yeah, Arashi takes after his pa. Miwako thinks they should perform together but Arashi doesn't seem to think that a very good idea."
Yukari smiled, sadly on her end, thinking of Miwako and her happy ways of living. So carefree and such. "Um, I should probably let you get back to cooking. Hope everything goes well tonight."
She heard Miwako protesting the hang up but Yukari hit the off button anyway.
~~~~
"What was Yukari doing here?" George asked, setting his hat on the table in Arashi's apartment.
"She wanted to check out the band." He said, blandly.
"She didn't look too well when I bumped into her outside. What happened?"
"I don't know, man. You know girls get for some unknown reason. And, well, Yukari doesn't seem to like living easy."
George smirked and sat down on the couch, in the spot Yukari had sat when she was there. "And still I can't get enough of her. I don't know what wrong with me but … don't look sad. I'll always leave room for you." He said in a sexy George tone. (he's got a tone named after him!)
"Ah, blow off. What're you here for anyway?" Arashi picked up some trash off the floor and stuffed it in a trash bag.
"A friendly visit is all."
"Yeah, and what'll this friendly visit turn into? Asking me for some sort of favor?"
"Arashi, why do you think so little of me."
"I don't think highly of pervs. Especially one that's always flirting with my girl."
"Don't you feel you get enough of my attention?" George played with the cord from the blinds. "There are just too many people to please. But, anyway, I'll have to please the crowds later."
"What crowds?" Arashi mumbled to himself, knowing George would take no part in hearing that comment had he spoken any louder.
"I want you to do something for me."
"It only figured."
George held a smile on his face and leaned close to Arashi, whispering things softly so that Arashi had to come nearer to hear. And then Arashi understood what was going.
~~~~
The doorbell at Yukari's house rang. She was the only one home for the night as her mother went to her little brother's school for a parent/teacher conference.
Yukari, hearing the bell ring from inside the bathroom, quickly fumbled into her sleepy wear and went to answer the door.
Opening the door just slightly, she felt it being pushed from the other side. All too fast the door was swung open and in front of her Arashi stood, his hair not in his usual spiked up manner but in an intentionally messy sort of way, and his eyes gazed at her in only a way Yukari could wish for George to stare her.
And then she was pinned against the wall under Arashi's large hands. She had a slight recollection of some words she'd said to George popped inYukari's head as Arashi roughly pressed his hungry mouth to hers.
"….Every time our lips touch, you'll die a little death…"
At that present moment, Yukari, herself, felt herself dying
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annnnnnnnnd?????? Ha, I always laugh when I write stuff like that. Tis so funnies. Well, y'all tell me what cha think! I need some reviews to replace those I lost! Oh, the tears r still spilling over that mistake… Give me some luvin! Isn't there a brand of bread with luvin in it…? FUEL'S NEW CD IS COMING OUT IN 53 DAYS! Better be good is all I got to say….. peash!