**Pechan can only wish she owned the Rurouni Kenshin characters.
~ Back to Work ~
~~Next week~~
Tokio slept until someone knocked on her door. She groaned, sitting up. She yawned, and the knocker rapt louder.
"I'm coming!! Wait a minute...." she called, and stretched. She tightened her yukata, and pushed her hair back. She walked over to the door, and slid it open. She blinked herself awake, looking at Miss Sae.
"Oh, Miss Sae! What, did you uhh.... did you need something?"
Miss Sae, "and a good morning to you, Miss Tokio."
Tokio blushed, then bowed, "Yeah, sorry. Good morning to you. What's up?
Miss Sae smiled, "Me and the other workers were wondering where you were. I mean, you've been gone for a week. Some people are asking where you are, Miss Tokio."
She yawned, covering her mouth, "I'm sorry. I was very sick lately. But, I'll start working tomorrow."
Miss Sae giggled, "That's good. A policeman's been looking for you."
Tokio didn't need to ask who. "Oh?" she shrugged smirking, " I wouldn't' be surprised if he's looking for arresting me."
"Why is that, Tokio? Did you make him mad?"
"Kinda. I broke into his house."
Miss Sae put her hand to her mouth, "Oh my, I see."
"Yeah. Do me a favor, tell him I'm sick."
She giggled, "You sure don't look sick, Miss Tokio. Come on, let's get working'!!"
Sae grabbed hr hand. Tokio smiled, still sleepy, "Thanks for the motivation, Sae, but I really need to sleep today. I swear, tomorrow morning, boom, I'll be there."
She giggled, "Boom? Can I bet on that?"
Tokio smiled, "I would. See ya tomorrow."
Sae bowed, "Good day, Miss Tokio."
Tokio bowed lower, "Good day, Miss Sae. Thanks for not firing me."
"Fire a great cook like you? Forget about it!!"
Tokio waved good bye to her as she left. She sighed, and closed the door. She stumbled back into her futon, and went right to sleep.
~Next Day~~
Tokio dressed in am icy blue kimono. She tinted her lips and rouged her cheeks. She swept up her hair into a bun, and se tout for the Shirobeko.
"Ah, you're back Miss Tokio!" cheered Sae.
Tokio bowed, "Thank you for visiting me, yesterday. It cheered me up."
Sae put her hand on her shoulder, leading her to the back. "Well, you sure look nice today. Expecting anyone?"
Tokio shrugged, rolling up her sleeves, "No, I was just in my house for a few days. Haven't used the stuff in a while." She tied on an apron, "Got any orders yet?"
"Yes, some tanuki udon. Two bowls, and a plate of sushi."
Tokio nodded, "I'm on it."
After she was done working, she said her goodbye, picked up her tips, and walked out the door, on her way home.
"Well well, this is the first job I've seen you stick with."
She turned, pouting to Fujita. He smirked, "Settled down yet?"
She shook her head, "Not yet. You?"
He raised a brow in question.
She smiled, "I mean, you travel a lot. You can be called a wanderer too, right? You don't belong anywhere, to anyone."
He leaned off the wall, walking beside her, "I'm different. The rules don't apply to me."
"So what have you been up to?"
"Work."
Tokio nodded, "I see........... well, when's you day off?"
"Not anytime soon," he smiled politely, "Did I get your hopes up?"
"Tch. No." **Yes.**
"You're lying."
"Says who?" she pouted.
"You're eyes. They're terrible liars."
She shrugged, "So sue me. I enjoy the company now and then."
"Now and then. Hnh. You're biological clock's ticking like crazy," he smirked.
She pushed him, "Oh, what do you know about it?!! For all you know, I could just be going crazy."
He straightened his jacket, "I don't believe someone like you could go crazy."
She scoffed, "Wanna bet?"
"I believe something happened to you when you were little. Nothing else can push you over the edge."
She stopped. He turned, calmly eyeing her. "Did I say something wrong?"
Her bottom lip quivered, as she glared, "Don't ever talk about.... don't you talk like.... like you know me, you jerk."
He narrowed his eyes at her. He had to admit, he was rather curious about what happened to her. Every time he mentioned something he noted about her personality, she flared up on the offensive. He admitted it was something he didn't like about her. But, it did make people stop asking about her past. He found it somewhat unfair, that he could just skirt around the question. But if she ever did something like, oh say, break into his house, he was the one at fault.
He sighed, "Women......"
"What was that?" she asked.
Which brought his next question. "Perhaps maybe now you can tell me why you were in my house?"
She sighed, walking ahead of him. "Maybe I got lonely?"
"I thought you liked living alone."
She shrugged, laughing, "I change my mind a lot."
"You let it wander."
She sneered, "Boy, do you love that word."
He shrugged, "I've certainly met my share of them." He looked up, "Is that your house?"
She grinned, "Yeah. This is the rickety little hut I call home. Cozier than it looks."
He smiled at her. He placed back on his cap, "Well, I will say good day to you, Miss Tokio."
She was already at her door, opening it, she looked over her shoulder, "Hmm? You won't come in?"
Now that was strange. There was something about the tilt of her head and inclination of her voice that made him want to stay. Her emerald eyes glittered in question, and her lips had puckered into a defeated pout. He should ask if she did that on purpose. Because it certainly would work on an average man.
He smiled politely, "I thank you, but no. I must be getting back to work."
"Why did you walk me home?"
"Why not? You might have gotten attacked otherwise."
She laughed flatly, "Oh ha ha, very original."
He bowed, and turned away.
She sighed, and called after him, "You be careful too!!"
He nearly laughed. Now that was something. Nobody ever worried for him. Everyone he worked with knew he could get the job done. And come back alive. He had always survived every life or death situation thrown at him. Still, he had to say, her worry somewhat ..... somewhat lifted a slight burden on his shoulders. How odd.
~ Back to Work ~
~~Next week~~
Tokio slept until someone knocked on her door. She groaned, sitting up. She yawned, and the knocker rapt louder.
"I'm coming!! Wait a minute...." she called, and stretched. She tightened her yukata, and pushed her hair back. She walked over to the door, and slid it open. She blinked herself awake, looking at Miss Sae.
"Oh, Miss Sae! What, did you uhh.... did you need something?"
Miss Sae, "and a good morning to you, Miss Tokio."
Tokio blushed, then bowed, "Yeah, sorry. Good morning to you. What's up?
Miss Sae smiled, "Me and the other workers were wondering where you were. I mean, you've been gone for a week. Some people are asking where you are, Miss Tokio."
She yawned, covering her mouth, "I'm sorry. I was very sick lately. But, I'll start working tomorrow."
Miss Sae giggled, "That's good. A policeman's been looking for you."
Tokio didn't need to ask who. "Oh?" she shrugged smirking, " I wouldn't' be surprised if he's looking for arresting me."
"Why is that, Tokio? Did you make him mad?"
"Kinda. I broke into his house."
Miss Sae put her hand to her mouth, "Oh my, I see."
"Yeah. Do me a favor, tell him I'm sick."
She giggled, "You sure don't look sick, Miss Tokio. Come on, let's get working'!!"
Sae grabbed hr hand. Tokio smiled, still sleepy, "Thanks for the motivation, Sae, but I really need to sleep today. I swear, tomorrow morning, boom, I'll be there."
She giggled, "Boom? Can I bet on that?"
Tokio smiled, "I would. See ya tomorrow."
Sae bowed, "Good day, Miss Tokio."
Tokio bowed lower, "Good day, Miss Sae. Thanks for not firing me."
"Fire a great cook like you? Forget about it!!"
Tokio waved good bye to her as she left. She sighed, and closed the door. She stumbled back into her futon, and went right to sleep.
~Next Day~~
Tokio dressed in am icy blue kimono. She tinted her lips and rouged her cheeks. She swept up her hair into a bun, and se tout for the Shirobeko.
"Ah, you're back Miss Tokio!" cheered Sae.
Tokio bowed, "Thank you for visiting me, yesterday. It cheered me up."
Sae put her hand on her shoulder, leading her to the back. "Well, you sure look nice today. Expecting anyone?"
Tokio shrugged, rolling up her sleeves, "No, I was just in my house for a few days. Haven't used the stuff in a while." She tied on an apron, "Got any orders yet?"
"Yes, some tanuki udon. Two bowls, and a plate of sushi."
Tokio nodded, "I'm on it."
After she was done working, she said her goodbye, picked up her tips, and walked out the door, on her way home.
"Well well, this is the first job I've seen you stick with."
She turned, pouting to Fujita. He smirked, "Settled down yet?"
She shook her head, "Not yet. You?"
He raised a brow in question.
She smiled, "I mean, you travel a lot. You can be called a wanderer too, right? You don't belong anywhere, to anyone."
He leaned off the wall, walking beside her, "I'm different. The rules don't apply to me."
"So what have you been up to?"
"Work."
Tokio nodded, "I see........... well, when's you day off?"
"Not anytime soon," he smiled politely, "Did I get your hopes up?"
"Tch. No." **Yes.**
"You're lying."
"Says who?" she pouted.
"You're eyes. They're terrible liars."
She shrugged, "So sue me. I enjoy the company now and then."
"Now and then. Hnh. You're biological clock's ticking like crazy," he smirked.
She pushed him, "Oh, what do you know about it?!! For all you know, I could just be going crazy."
He straightened his jacket, "I don't believe someone like you could go crazy."
She scoffed, "Wanna bet?"
"I believe something happened to you when you were little. Nothing else can push you over the edge."
She stopped. He turned, calmly eyeing her. "Did I say something wrong?"
Her bottom lip quivered, as she glared, "Don't ever talk about.... don't you talk like.... like you know me, you jerk."
He narrowed his eyes at her. He had to admit, he was rather curious about what happened to her. Every time he mentioned something he noted about her personality, she flared up on the offensive. He admitted it was something he didn't like about her. But, it did make people stop asking about her past. He found it somewhat unfair, that he could just skirt around the question. But if she ever did something like, oh say, break into his house, he was the one at fault.
He sighed, "Women......"
"What was that?" she asked.
Which brought his next question. "Perhaps maybe now you can tell me why you were in my house?"
She sighed, walking ahead of him. "Maybe I got lonely?"
"I thought you liked living alone."
She shrugged, laughing, "I change my mind a lot."
"You let it wander."
She sneered, "Boy, do you love that word."
He shrugged, "I've certainly met my share of them." He looked up, "Is that your house?"
She grinned, "Yeah. This is the rickety little hut I call home. Cozier than it looks."
He smiled at her. He placed back on his cap, "Well, I will say good day to you, Miss Tokio."
She was already at her door, opening it, she looked over her shoulder, "Hmm? You won't come in?"
Now that was strange. There was something about the tilt of her head and inclination of her voice that made him want to stay. Her emerald eyes glittered in question, and her lips had puckered into a defeated pout. He should ask if she did that on purpose. Because it certainly would work on an average man.
He smiled politely, "I thank you, but no. I must be getting back to work."
"Why did you walk me home?"
"Why not? You might have gotten attacked otherwise."
She laughed flatly, "Oh ha ha, very original."
He bowed, and turned away.
She sighed, and called after him, "You be careful too!!"
He nearly laughed. Now that was something. Nobody ever worried for him. Everyone he worked with knew he could get the job done. And come back alive. He had always survived every life or death situation thrown at him. Still, he had to say, her worry somewhat ..... somewhat lifted a slight burden on his shoulders. How odd.
