A/N: My second chappy is complete! Yay! *Applauds* Thanks for reading, and
plz, plz REVIEW! Constructive criticism always helps!
DC: I own this story, but not the Sailor Senshi that are involved save for the three.
It was a good month or so before I went to Woomi Sushi again. I immediately recognized two out of the three to be my beloved friends, Hiromi and Yuna.
"Where's Yoshiko?" I asked.
"She didn't tell you? She switched her schedule to afternoons because she has to look after her children in the evenings now." Hiromi said.
"I really liked the last chapter that you did." Said Yuna, "but you spelled my name wrong. It's Yuna not Yuma."
I scoffed. "Well," I drawled out, "excuse me for not seeing correctly. I could have sworn that your name badge read Yuma." I huffed.
Shortly after they left, the waitress that took Yoshiko's position came over.
"What can I get you to drink?" she asked.
"Well actually, I believe we're ready to order. Right guys? Chieko-chan, why don't you go first?" otou-san said. I sweatdropped.
"Okay. I will have the Chicken Teriyaki and Mixed Tempura." I stated.
My parents ordered their meals and we all said "Green Tea" in unison when it came to "What would you like to drink?"
We ate our meal in silence. The only noise that we could hear was that of Japanese music playing in the background and the talking of the other families by us. We seldom talked, save for the rare occasion when the waitress came by or one of my friends stopped for a brief chat. When we were through with our meal, Yuna and Hiromi stopped to clear the table off.
"Sorry we haven't talked much, Chieko-chan. It has been busy tonight."
My dad looked around the room as Yuna and Hiromi apologized.
"I thought that this was one of the days that it wasn't busy."
Laughter could be heard from Yuna and Hiromi.
"I know. It normally is not this busy." Said Yuna.
"Oh well. I suppose that you two should get back to work before HE gets ticked off and starts yelling bloody murder at you two." I said. They sweatdropped.
"Chieko-chan, turn around. Do you see any of the chefs wearing a white outfit?" Hiromi said. I turned around.
"Huh? What are you talking about? Oh! I see. You have some new employees here don't you? He is not here? Darn it all. I was going to ask him if he liked being the "bad boy" in the story." I pouted. They left and after a few minutes the woman came by and asked if we wanted anything else. My mom said "Some more Green Tea please" and I said "Green Tea Ice Cream!" she came out with my mom's Green Tea in a minute and then went back and brought me my Green Tea Ice Cream.
"Ummmmmm." I said as I indulged myself in it. It's bittersweet flavor picks up my tastebuds when I have not had anything as semi-sweet throughout the day.
"Are you enjoying that?" I heard my dad ask. I nodded my fist "yes".
"Good, because we have to go back home as soon as you finish that." He said pointing to my bowl. True to his word, as soon as I was through, he got the bill and paid for it. I stayed behind to talk with Hiromi and Yuna about me working on the next part of our venture. It must have been a good five or so minutes, because when I got in the car, my dad was muttering something along the lines of me "being like my grandfather, Shinichi Endo."
"I can't help it." I said.
"What are you jealous or something? Zeesh. Why are you so uptight all of a sudden? You'd think that you would have something better to do than to mock me." I huffed.
"Yeah, yeah. Whatever." He than turned to my mom and started talking about stuff that I had no idea what it was which really bored the crap out of me, so I put on my headphones. I could still hear them even with the sound all the way up. They were talking about Starbucks™ sometime later on in the conversation and my ears perked up.
"Ohhhh. Starbucks™ can I please get a Chocolate Brownie Frappachino?" I pleaded. For a minute I thought that they were going to let me get one, but I suppose I was wrong.
"No. You know better than to have a coffee drink this late." My dad scolded. I scoffed as I looked at the clock. It was only eight twenty-four in the evening and he was calling it late.
"It is not even nine o'clock you guys. Please?" I tried to sound as sweet as I could, but it did not work. I could tell that my dad was getting pissed off as the seven corners of hell itself, so I immediately ceased the begging. 'Damn it all to hell.' I thought. I just slouched in my seat and began to fingerspell every imaginable cuss word that I could recall. My parents went back to their conversation and I sat there listening to my music. By the time that we got home, I just wanted to isolate myself from them and I bolted up the stairs. Then, as if I was not already about to burst, my mom reminded me that I had to "take a shower". I was already really pissed and she was pushing the envelope, big time. By the time that I was in the shower I was really pissed off and the more my parents wanted to make me speak, the more that I wanted to cuss, flip them off, do any and every brutal thing imaginable. I even thought of leaving and going to San Francisco. I would have gone too, but then I would miss hanging out with my friends or whatnot and I did not want to ruin our friendships. I could not wait until our next visit to Woomi Sushi and I was all ready beginning to think of ways that I could make my parents suffer.
A/N: Okay, so what did you guys think? Like it? Hate it? Comments? Questions? You guys are the reason I love to write stories! ~Ami
DC: I own this story, but not the Sailor Senshi that are involved save for the three.
It was a good month or so before I went to Woomi Sushi again. I immediately recognized two out of the three to be my beloved friends, Hiromi and Yuna.
"Where's Yoshiko?" I asked.
"She didn't tell you? She switched her schedule to afternoons because she has to look after her children in the evenings now." Hiromi said.
"I really liked the last chapter that you did." Said Yuna, "but you spelled my name wrong. It's Yuna not Yuma."
I scoffed. "Well," I drawled out, "excuse me for not seeing correctly. I could have sworn that your name badge read Yuma." I huffed.
Shortly after they left, the waitress that took Yoshiko's position came over.
"What can I get you to drink?" she asked.
"Well actually, I believe we're ready to order. Right guys? Chieko-chan, why don't you go first?" otou-san said. I sweatdropped.
"Okay. I will have the Chicken Teriyaki and Mixed Tempura." I stated.
My parents ordered their meals and we all said "Green Tea" in unison when it came to "What would you like to drink?"
We ate our meal in silence. The only noise that we could hear was that of Japanese music playing in the background and the talking of the other families by us. We seldom talked, save for the rare occasion when the waitress came by or one of my friends stopped for a brief chat. When we were through with our meal, Yuna and Hiromi stopped to clear the table off.
"Sorry we haven't talked much, Chieko-chan. It has been busy tonight."
My dad looked around the room as Yuna and Hiromi apologized.
"I thought that this was one of the days that it wasn't busy."
Laughter could be heard from Yuna and Hiromi.
"I know. It normally is not this busy." Said Yuna.
"Oh well. I suppose that you two should get back to work before HE gets ticked off and starts yelling bloody murder at you two." I said. They sweatdropped.
"Chieko-chan, turn around. Do you see any of the chefs wearing a white outfit?" Hiromi said. I turned around.
"Huh? What are you talking about? Oh! I see. You have some new employees here don't you? He is not here? Darn it all. I was going to ask him if he liked being the "bad boy" in the story." I pouted. They left and after a few minutes the woman came by and asked if we wanted anything else. My mom said "Some more Green Tea please" and I said "Green Tea Ice Cream!" she came out with my mom's Green Tea in a minute and then went back and brought me my Green Tea Ice Cream.
"Ummmmmm." I said as I indulged myself in it. It's bittersweet flavor picks up my tastebuds when I have not had anything as semi-sweet throughout the day.
"Are you enjoying that?" I heard my dad ask. I nodded my fist "yes".
"Good, because we have to go back home as soon as you finish that." He said pointing to my bowl. True to his word, as soon as I was through, he got the bill and paid for it. I stayed behind to talk with Hiromi and Yuna about me working on the next part of our venture. It must have been a good five or so minutes, because when I got in the car, my dad was muttering something along the lines of me "being like my grandfather, Shinichi Endo."
"I can't help it." I said.
"What are you jealous or something? Zeesh. Why are you so uptight all of a sudden? You'd think that you would have something better to do than to mock me." I huffed.
"Yeah, yeah. Whatever." He than turned to my mom and started talking about stuff that I had no idea what it was which really bored the crap out of me, so I put on my headphones. I could still hear them even with the sound all the way up. They were talking about Starbucks™ sometime later on in the conversation and my ears perked up.
"Ohhhh. Starbucks™ can I please get a Chocolate Brownie Frappachino?" I pleaded. For a minute I thought that they were going to let me get one, but I suppose I was wrong.
"No. You know better than to have a coffee drink this late." My dad scolded. I scoffed as I looked at the clock. It was only eight twenty-four in the evening and he was calling it late.
"It is not even nine o'clock you guys. Please?" I tried to sound as sweet as I could, but it did not work. I could tell that my dad was getting pissed off as the seven corners of hell itself, so I immediately ceased the begging. 'Damn it all to hell.' I thought. I just slouched in my seat and began to fingerspell every imaginable cuss word that I could recall. My parents went back to their conversation and I sat there listening to my music. By the time that we got home, I just wanted to isolate myself from them and I bolted up the stairs. Then, as if I was not already about to burst, my mom reminded me that I had to "take a shower". I was already really pissed and she was pushing the envelope, big time. By the time that I was in the shower I was really pissed off and the more my parents wanted to make me speak, the more that I wanted to cuss, flip them off, do any and every brutal thing imaginable. I even thought of leaving and going to San Francisco. I would have gone too, but then I would miss hanging out with my friends or whatnot and I did not want to ruin our friendships. I could not wait until our next visit to Woomi Sushi and I was all ready beginning to think of ways that I could make my parents suffer.
A/N: Okay, so what did you guys think? Like it? Hate it? Comments? Questions? You guys are the reason I love to write stories! ~Ami