A/N: ...Yes...I should update this more, I really should. I like it a lot. ^__^ This part is rather short....x_x;
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The resteraunt door rang, a black haired young man dressed in traditional clothing walking in.
"GURE-SAN!"
Cut to, a person, seemingly male, in extravagant clothing with beautiful long silver hair and bright golden colored eyes.
"AYA-CHAN!"
The two stared at each other, each face full of love and happiness. In but a moment, they ran towards each other slowly, sparkles surrounding them, Ayame's long silver hair draping them in a lovers embrace...
PAUSE.
The patrons of the resteraunt looked rather frightened, a spoon clattering to the ground. A lady had collapsed, over in her plate, and was clutching at her heart. The two seperated and grinned at each other, and then sat down at the booth.
"So...Aya...how have you been?" Shigure ignored the chaos behind them as an ambulance roared in the distance and the occupants bustling about behind them.
"Aaa~! Just WONDERFUL, Gure-san! In fact, just the other day a person came to my LOVELY shop and ordered another custom made wedding dress! He was so happy with my work, and he COMPLIMENTED me! And then Mine-san and I.." He rambled on and on and on, never stopping. The writer gave a forced smile, sweatdropping.
"And how's Tohru?" He interruped, coughing slightly.
"Ne? Tohru?" Ayame paused, not fazed at all by the abrupt change in subject, and stared at Shigure. "She doesn't go to my shop anymore, sadly. She should...BUT, she looked SO pretty in that dress that Mine-san made, Gure-san. Just like a princess. You should've SEEN Yuki's face light up~! He certainly DOES take after me..~" He sparkled at the memory.
"Yes, you told me all about it," He laughed, trying to think about Yuki's face lighting up...but in his current condition, he couldn't imagine it. "But how is she coping at the main house?" He looked behind him for a minute..paramedics could be so noisy...
"...Main house? Tohru? Gure-san, what are you talking about?" Ayame straightened up in his chair, blinking.
"Tohru is staying at the main house because of Yuki. Don't you remember, Aya?" Shigure couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive, standing up and leaning on the table.
"Gure-san..." Ayame stared, trembling slightly, amazed at how serious his friend was being. "Tohru doesn't live at the Main House. I was there just yesterday."
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...I hate you...I hate you so much...you make me sick.
Kyou had fled, running to nowhere, just trying to get away from...that thing. It wasn't Yuki anymore, definitely not Yuki. Like the cat's other form.
...got to get away...have to....don't touch me anymore...
What was it? WHY? Why was the kuso nezumi acting like this? Why was he being so..
Akito?
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The resteraunt door rang, a black haired young man dressed in traditional clothing walking in.
"GURE-SAN!"
Cut to, a person, seemingly male, in extravagant clothing with beautiful long silver hair and bright golden colored eyes.
"AYA-CHAN!"
The two stared at each other, each face full of love and happiness. In but a moment, they ran towards each other slowly, sparkles surrounding them, Ayame's long silver hair draping them in a lovers embrace...
PAUSE.
The patrons of the resteraunt looked rather frightened, a spoon clattering to the ground. A lady had collapsed, over in her plate, and was clutching at her heart. The two seperated and grinned at each other, and then sat down at the booth.
"So...Aya...how have you been?" Shigure ignored the chaos behind them as an ambulance roared in the distance and the occupants bustling about behind them.
"Aaa~! Just WONDERFUL, Gure-san! In fact, just the other day a person came to my LOVELY shop and ordered another custom made wedding dress! He was so happy with my work, and he COMPLIMENTED me! And then Mine-san and I.." He rambled on and on and on, never stopping. The writer gave a forced smile, sweatdropping.
"And how's Tohru?" He interruped, coughing slightly.
"Ne? Tohru?" Ayame paused, not fazed at all by the abrupt change in subject, and stared at Shigure. "She doesn't go to my shop anymore, sadly. She should...BUT, she looked SO pretty in that dress that Mine-san made, Gure-san. Just like a princess. You should've SEEN Yuki's face light up~! He certainly DOES take after me..~" He sparkled at the memory.
"Yes, you told me all about it," He laughed, trying to think about Yuki's face lighting up...but in his current condition, he couldn't imagine it. "But how is she coping at the main house?" He looked behind him for a minute..paramedics could be so noisy...
"...Main house? Tohru? Gure-san, what are you talking about?" Ayame straightened up in his chair, blinking.
"Tohru is staying at the main house because of Yuki. Don't you remember, Aya?" Shigure couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive, standing up and leaning on the table.
"Gure-san..." Ayame stared, trembling slightly, amazed at how serious his friend was being. "Tohru doesn't live at the Main House. I was there just yesterday."
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...I hate you...I hate you so much...you make me sick.
Kyou had fled, running to nowhere, just trying to get away from...that thing. It wasn't Yuki anymore, definitely not Yuki. Like the cat's other form.
...got to get away...have to....don't touch me anymore...
What was it? WHY? Why was the kuso nezumi acting like this? Why was he being so..
Akito?