Hello all. Sorry it's taken me so long to write. But I'm home sick today so
I thought it's a good a time as any to get some writing done no? So hold
onto your thongs here we go!
The Other Daughter
Part Three
Yoru stumbled into her apartment early in the morning. She could barely keep her eyes open as she discarded her sword, and pulled her clothes off. She had just pulled the blankets over her head when the phone rang. Yoru muttered a curse from her home world then answered it.
"Hello?"
"Is this Yoru?"
"Yup, what can I do for you?" She reached out to the table in front of her for a pad and a writing utensil. The call was probably a client.
"Yoru!" said the called. "It's Kurama from the other day remember?"
The red haired guy who gave her his shirt? She remembered.
"Oh, hi," said Your. "What's do you want?"
"I was wondering if you wanted to grab something to eat with me later tonight. Do you know where the Facade Bistro is?"
"Um yeah, uh sure, I'm free tonight."
"Great, I'll see you there at like seven o'clock?"
"Yeah sure." Yoru clenched her jaw to keep from yawning. The sudden awake she had gotten by the phone's ring tone was fading fast.
"Okay, see ya," said Kurama.
"Bye." said Yoru hanging up the phone. She lay back down. Asleep before her head hit the pillows.
That night Yoru entered the Bistro a few minutes past seven. Kurama was seated and waiting for her.
"Hi." He said as she sat down across from him.
"Hello," said Yoru.
A waitress came over and gave Yoru a menu and a glass of water. Silence fell over the table. Soon they ordered and sat looking anywhere but at each other.
"So..." said Kurama "What do you do for a living anyways?"
"Um...What do I do?" What was she supposed to say? Oh yes I kill people. "I work you know like odd jobs and stuff."
"Yeah that's what my friends and I pretty much do also."
"The ones that were with you in the store he other day?"
"Yeah."
The food came and they ate in silence. Soon they were done and sitting the same way they were earlier that night.
"I know," said Kurama. "Let's go dancing."
"U m okay, that's.....okay." said Yoru.
Kurama took her hand and they walked down the sidewalk a few buildings down to where the dance club was.
"This is my favorite place," said Kurama as they walked in. "They have the best music and the best Sake."
"Hey aren't those you friends?" Yoru pointed to a table where Hiei and Boku sat with a Sake bottle. "We don't have to be here," said Kurama.
"I don't mind. You said you wanted to dance."
Yoru wasn't sure about the dancing style in this place but she easily adapted herself to it. Kurama was a great dancer. It seemed he was dancing with everybody. Okay, thought Yoru, He is dancing with everybody on the dance floor accept me.
She slipped off the floor and ordered a sake and sat down. After a while Kurama looked up and she waved at him. His eyes went kind of wide and he looked to see that he wasn't dancing with Yoru anymore.
"Sorry," he said as he sat down. "Most girls would leave if I did that to them."
"Oh I guess it doesn't bother me. That's kind-of the way it is where I come from. It doesn't matter who your date is and who your dance partner it. Unless you're married. Usually."
"Oh. Would you like another Sake?"
"Sure."
Yoru woke up the next morning. It was still kind of early. The sun had just risen a little while ago. Last night had been her date with Kurama. She couldn't really recall what had happened after the thing at the dance club.....Yoru looked out the window. Why was there a strange car in her driveway? And why were her clothes, well, everywhere. She picked up a shirt. That wasn't hers.
Oh no.
Yoru looked back at her bed. There was a tuft of red hair sticking out from the blankets.
Oh no no no! Thought Yoru. What if he found where I hid my sword? What if my phone rang during the night with a client? What if we......no no no no! This can't be happening! How could I have betrayed myself like this?
She went to get some water and drank it with shaky hands. She felt a pair of strong arms wrap around her and his press against her neck as he nuzzled his head against her shoulder.
Well, she thought, now at least one thing was for certain.
Alrighty that's part three. All reviews are welcome and my other stories are in need of review also mmmkay?
The Other Daughter
Part Three
Yoru stumbled into her apartment early in the morning. She could barely keep her eyes open as she discarded her sword, and pulled her clothes off. She had just pulled the blankets over her head when the phone rang. Yoru muttered a curse from her home world then answered it.
"Hello?"
"Is this Yoru?"
"Yup, what can I do for you?" She reached out to the table in front of her for a pad and a writing utensil. The call was probably a client.
"Yoru!" said the called. "It's Kurama from the other day remember?"
The red haired guy who gave her his shirt? She remembered.
"Oh, hi," said Your. "What's do you want?"
"I was wondering if you wanted to grab something to eat with me later tonight. Do you know where the Facade Bistro is?"
"Um yeah, uh sure, I'm free tonight."
"Great, I'll see you there at like seven o'clock?"
"Yeah sure." Yoru clenched her jaw to keep from yawning. The sudden awake she had gotten by the phone's ring tone was fading fast.
"Okay, see ya," said Kurama.
"Bye." said Yoru hanging up the phone. She lay back down. Asleep before her head hit the pillows.
That night Yoru entered the Bistro a few minutes past seven. Kurama was seated and waiting for her.
"Hi." He said as she sat down across from him.
"Hello," said Yoru.
A waitress came over and gave Yoru a menu and a glass of water. Silence fell over the table. Soon they ordered and sat looking anywhere but at each other.
"So..." said Kurama "What do you do for a living anyways?"
"Um...What do I do?" What was she supposed to say? Oh yes I kill people. "I work you know like odd jobs and stuff."
"Yeah that's what my friends and I pretty much do also."
"The ones that were with you in the store he other day?"
"Yeah."
The food came and they ate in silence. Soon they were done and sitting the same way they were earlier that night.
"I know," said Kurama. "Let's go dancing."
"U m okay, that's.....okay." said Yoru.
Kurama took her hand and they walked down the sidewalk a few buildings down to where the dance club was.
"This is my favorite place," said Kurama as they walked in. "They have the best music and the best Sake."
"Hey aren't those you friends?" Yoru pointed to a table where Hiei and Boku sat with a Sake bottle. "We don't have to be here," said Kurama.
"I don't mind. You said you wanted to dance."
Yoru wasn't sure about the dancing style in this place but she easily adapted herself to it. Kurama was a great dancer. It seemed he was dancing with everybody. Okay, thought Yoru, He is dancing with everybody on the dance floor accept me.
She slipped off the floor and ordered a sake and sat down. After a while Kurama looked up and she waved at him. His eyes went kind of wide and he looked to see that he wasn't dancing with Yoru anymore.
"Sorry," he said as he sat down. "Most girls would leave if I did that to them."
"Oh I guess it doesn't bother me. That's kind-of the way it is where I come from. It doesn't matter who your date is and who your dance partner it. Unless you're married. Usually."
"Oh. Would you like another Sake?"
"Sure."
Yoru woke up the next morning. It was still kind of early. The sun had just risen a little while ago. Last night had been her date with Kurama. She couldn't really recall what had happened after the thing at the dance club.....Yoru looked out the window. Why was there a strange car in her driveway? And why were her clothes, well, everywhere. She picked up a shirt. That wasn't hers.
Oh no.
Yoru looked back at her bed. There was a tuft of red hair sticking out from the blankets.
Oh no no no! Thought Yoru. What if he found where I hid my sword? What if my phone rang during the night with a client? What if we......no no no no! This can't be happening! How could I have betrayed myself like this?
She went to get some water and drank it with shaky hands. She felt a pair of strong arms wrap around her and his press against her neck as he nuzzled his head against her shoulder.
Well, she thought, now at least one thing was for certain.
Alrighty that's part three. All reviews are welcome and my other stories are in need of review also mmmkay?