(A/N: Ok . . . I decided to do a shopping chapter for my amusement . . .
hehheh.)
:: Chapter 11 ::
"Here we are, everybody!" Miki waved goodbye to her mother, who drove off. "The mall, the epitome of girls!"
Chihiro and Aiko nodded.
Haku and Hashi just looked puzzled.
"Chihiro . . ." Aiko said, looking over her shoulder, "remind me again why these two guys are tagging along on a girl-inspired ritual?"
Chihiro had a slightly evil grin. "Because, my dear, the girl-inspired ritual requires bag-carriers."
Aiko could not marvel enough at the ingenuity of that idea.
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The group stepped into the mall, and all five mouths dropped open. Miki, Aiko, and Chihiro were astounded at the variety of shops they could choose from. Haku and Hashi were stunned into oblivion on how long they would be here.
"Come on guys, let's go!" Miki squealed, dragging everybody into the nearest store, called "Kawaii Productions."
Immediately, each girl had a dress ready. Miki had chosen a long, midnight blue strappy dress. It worked well with her newly-dyed midnight-blue hair. The silky material fell to her ankles like bright ink.
Aiko had a silver-shaded strapless dress. The multi-toned material shone brightly and shimmered. It also came with a small denim jacket to match.
Chihiro had picked a crimson halter with embroidered hems. The halter straps were made out of a kimono material. It set off Chihiro's pale skin perfectly.
"WAIII! Chihiro, you look so cute! Like an anime character!"
"Aiko, you too, so prettyful! And Miki! WOW!"
Hashi grinned. "We'll be home in ten minutes."
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"WAIIII!!! Look at that pair of shoes, Miki! They'd look SO cute with that dress you got!" Aiko and Chihiro squealed in unison over a pair of black strappy sandles.
"WAI! I know! Let's go!"
Haku and Hashi looked exasperatedly at each other. Each was held down by about seven bulging shopping bags full of clothing and other strictly "girl stuff".
"Haku?"
"Hmm?"
"I feel sick."
"For the first and last time, I feel the same as you."
"Didn't we get the dresses already two hours ago?"
"Yep."
"So what's with the jewelry, shoes, perfume, and this hair iron thing?"
Haku sighed deeply. "It is a female thing. Even as river spirits . . ."
The two sweatdropped deeply at the girls, who were turning the shoe store inside out and upside right, left, and every other direction while looking through every shoe in the entire store. " . . . It is still impossible to comprehend them."
_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_
"So, boys, what do you think?"
The day had started to turn dark, and all three outfits were finally complete, much to the relief of Haku and Hashi. Both had red marks on their hands from the many bags.
Miki stepped out of the dressing room. Her midnight blue dress was now paired with the strappy black stilettos. Never to be a conformist, a punky black spiked choker set off her neck, and blue plastic bracelets of every shade covered both her arms.
Aiko came out next. Silvery material draped off her figure, and a silk flower was pinned on the jean jacket. A silver bracelet clung nicely to her wrist.
Haku and Hashi clapped enthusiastically. Well, partly because that the girls really did look fantastic, but mostly because they feared that they would go and try to change into more outfits. Which would be bad.
Aiko and Miki curtsied. "I take it this is good?"
Haku nodded. "Terrific, splendid."
Hashi gave a thumbs up. "My eyes are dying of happiness."
Aiko grinned. "Then just wait until Chihiro comes. Chihiro!"
A loud thud was coming from the third dressing room. "JUST A MOMENT . . . OUCH! CURSE YOU, HANGER!"
Miki sweatdropped. "We . . . picked rather . . . interesting shoes for her."
"OK, I'm ready!" Chihiro stepped out. Her halter dress hung perfectly off her figure, and red strappy sandals adorned her slender feet. "So? Whatcha think?"
Miki sweatdropped. "Er, I think when guys' jaws drop to the floor, it means that they like it."
Aiko cast a disapproving eye over Haku and Hashi, who were just short of hyperventilating, drool hanging out the sides of their wide open mouths. "Yep, they like it very much."
_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_
"Whew, this has been a long day," Aiko said, walking towards the exit of the mall.
"You have no idea," Hashi muttered.
Miki suddenly stopped in her tracks. "Oh no! Chihiro! You didn't get any jewelry yet! And the entire mall is closing in ten minutes!"
Haku and Hashi looked as if the greatest sin had been committed.
Chihiro, on the other hand, shrugged nonchalantly. "Doesn't matter. I don't like jewelry anyways."
At that exact moment, a small wooden cart was being pushed past by an elderly woman. Delicate jewelry hung from the hooks, swinging gracefully.
"Excuse me, ma'am!" Miki stopped the woman, who blinked bemusedly. "Young ones, what have you called me for?"
"I know you're cleaning up, but would you please consider letting us buy a small piece of jewelry for our friend here?"
The old woman smiled a toothy grin and put a wedge in front of her cart's wheels. "I never say no to customers!"
All five of them browsed around, fingering the chains and pendants. Haku took a small silver chain with a star. "I think this will work well, Chihiro."
Hashi stuck his head around the cart and made a face at Haku. "As if. Look what I found!" he proclaimed, holding a silver chain with a crescent moon.
"Younger brother, mine is miles superior to yours."
"In your dreams, femmy boy."
Haku scowled. "You look the same as me. Femmy boy yourself."
"Well, at least . . ."
"STOP!" Miki yelled, stopping Hashi mid-insult. "Instead of having an insult bash, why not let Chihiro choose?"
Chihiro sweatdropped when Haku and Hashi both turned around, grinning genially at her. "Uh, guys . . ."
"Chihiro," Haku crooned, "Wouldn't you love a star to adorn your neck?"
"Darling," Hashi said sweetly, "this moon would look fabulous on you, right?"
Chihiro backed away slowly . . .
"Hey, Chihiro!" Aiko beamed. "Look what I found!" She held up a silver, almost translucent chain in the shape of a choker. A while oleander crafted from glass dangled from it, shimmering in the light.
"Wow!" Chihiro ran over, two disappointed boys behind her. "That's perfect! Thanks, Aiko!"
Aiko grinned. "No problem. But . . . what's wrong with them?"
Chihiro looked in the direction Aiko's head nodded to. Haku and Hashi were sobbing passionately, each clutching a silver chain. "It must be a river spirit thing."
~~ end chapter ~~
Kind of a semi-fun, added-in thing, ne? =) I'm sorry for not updating sooner . . . but really, time is a precious thing for me. And I never have enough of it.
This story is posing a problem for me . . . I have no clue how to end it. So, for now, it's just a fun project, going on and on until I can figure out a way to end it. =)
:: Chapter 11 ::
"Here we are, everybody!" Miki waved goodbye to her mother, who drove off. "The mall, the epitome of girls!"
Chihiro and Aiko nodded.
Haku and Hashi just looked puzzled.
"Chihiro . . ." Aiko said, looking over her shoulder, "remind me again why these two guys are tagging along on a girl-inspired ritual?"
Chihiro had a slightly evil grin. "Because, my dear, the girl-inspired ritual requires bag-carriers."
Aiko could not marvel enough at the ingenuity of that idea.
_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_
The group stepped into the mall, and all five mouths dropped open. Miki, Aiko, and Chihiro were astounded at the variety of shops they could choose from. Haku and Hashi were stunned into oblivion on how long they would be here.
"Come on guys, let's go!" Miki squealed, dragging everybody into the nearest store, called "Kawaii Productions."
Immediately, each girl had a dress ready. Miki had chosen a long, midnight blue strappy dress. It worked well with her newly-dyed midnight-blue hair. The silky material fell to her ankles like bright ink.
Aiko had a silver-shaded strapless dress. The multi-toned material shone brightly and shimmered. It also came with a small denim jacket to match.
Chihiro had picked a crimson halter with embroidered hems. The halter straps were made out of a kimono material. It set off Chihiro's pale skin perfectly.
"WAIII! Chihiro, you look so cute! Like an anime character!"
"Aiko, you too, so prettyful! And Miki! WOW!"
Hashi grinned. "We'll be home in ten minutes."
_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_
"WAIIII!!! Look at that pair of shoes, Miki! They'd look SO cute with that dress you got!" Aiko and Chihiro squealed in unison over a pair of black strappy sandles.
"WAI! I know! Let's go!"
Haku and Hashi looked exasperatedly at each other. Each was held down by about seven bulging shopping bags full of clothing and other strictly "girl stuff".
"Haku?"
"Hmm?"
"I feel sick."
"For the first and last time, I feel the same as you."
"Didn't we get the dresses already two hours ago?"
"Yep."
"So what's with the jewelry, shoes, perfume, and this hair iron thing?"
Haku sighed deeply. "It is a female thing. Even as river spirits . . ."
The two sweatdropped deeply at the girls, who were turning the shoe store inside out and upside right, left, and every other direction while looking through every shoe in the entire store. " . . . It is still impossible to comprehend them."
_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_
"So, boys, what do you think?"
The day had started to turn dark, and all three outfits were finally complete, much to the relief of Haku and Hashi. Both had red marks on their hands from the many bags.
Miki stepped out of the dressing room. Her midnight blue dress was now paired with the strappy black stilettos. Never to be a conformist, a punky black spiked choker set off her neck, and blue plastic bracelets of every shade covered both her arms.
Aiko came out next. Silvery material draped off her figure, and a silk flower was pinned on the jean jacket. A silver bracelet clung nicely to her wrist.
Haku and Hashi clapped enthusiastically. Well, partly because that the girls really did look fantastic, but mostly because they feared that they would go and try to change into more outfits. Which would be bad.
Aiko and Miki curtsied. "I take it this is good?"
Haku nodded. "Terrific, splendid."
Hashi gave a thumbs up. "My eyes are dying of happiness."
Aiko grinned. "Then just wait until Chihiro comes. Chihiro!"
A loud thud was coming from the third dressing room. "JUST A MOMENT . . . OUCH! CURSE YOU, HANGER!"
Miki sweatdropped. "We . . . picked rather . . . interesting shoes for her."
"OK, I'm ready!" Chihiro stepped out. Her halter dress hung perfectly off her figure, and red strappy sandals adorned her slender feet. "So? Whatcha think?"
Miki sweatdropped. "Er, I think when guys' jaws drop to the floor, it means that they like it."
Aiko cast a disapproving eye over Haku and Hashi, who were just short of hyperventilating, drool hanging out the sides of their wide open mouths. "Yep, they like it very much."
_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_
"Whew, this has been a long day," Aiko said, walking towards the exit of the mall.
"You have no idea," Hashi muttered.
Miki suddenly stopped in her tracks. "Oh no! Chihiro! You didn't get any jewelry yet! And the entire mall is closing in ten minutes!"
Haku and Hashi looked as if the greatest sin had been committed.
Chihiro, on the other hand, shrugged nonchalantly. "Doesn't matter. I don't like jewelry anyways."
At that exact moment, a small wooden cart was being pushed past by an elderly woman. Delicate jewelry hung from the hooks, swinging gracefully.
"Excuse me, ma'am!" Miki stopped the woman, who blinked bemusedly. "Young ones, what have you called me for?"
"I know you're cleaning up, but would you please consider letting us buy a small piece of jewelry for our friend here?"
The old woman smiled a toothy grin and put a wedge in front of her cart's wheels. "I never say no to customers!"
All five of them browsed around, fingering the chains and pendants. Haku took a small silver chain with a star. "I think this will work well, Chihiro."
Hashi stuck his head around the cart and made a face at Haku. "As if. Look what I found!" he proclaimed, holding a silver chain with a crescent moon.
"Younger brother, mine is miles superior to yours."
"In your dreams, femmy boy."
Haku scowled. "You look the same as me. Femmy boy yourself."
"Well, at least . . ."
"STOP!" Miki yelled, stopping Hashi mid-insult. "Instead of having an insult bash, why not let Chihiro choose?"
Chihiro sweatdropped when Haku and Hashi both turned around, grinning genially at her. "Uh, guys . . ."
"Chihiro," Haku crooned, "Wouldn't you love a star to adorn your neck?"
"Darling," Hashi said sweetly, "this moon would look fabulous on you, right?"
Chihiro backed away slowly . . .
"Hey, Chihiro!" Aiko beamed. "Look what I found!" She held up a silver, almost translucent chain in the shape of a choker. A while oleander crafted from glass dangled from it, shimmering in the light.
"Wow!" Chihiro ran over, two disappointed boys behind her. "That's perfect! Thanks, Aiko!"
Aiko grinned. "No problem. But . . . what's wrong with them?"
Chihiro looked in the direction Aiko's head nodded to. Haku and Hashi were sobbing passionately, each clutching a silver chain. "It must be a river spirit thing."
~~ end chapter ~~
Kind of a semi-fun, added-in thing, ne? =) I'm sorry for not updating sooner . . . but really, time is a precious thing for me. And I never have enough of it.
This story is posing a problem for me . . . I have no clue how to end it. So, for now, it's just a fun project, going on and on until I can figure out a way to end it. =)