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CHAP 8 : WHO ARE YOU
CHAP 8 RATING : PG
"Oh my God, isn't that Keisuke Takahashi from the Red Suns?" cooed a girl to her little circle of friends around a shopping cart. Another girl in the group squealed in delight.
"He is so cool! Super cute!" another girl yelped, while dropping the cereal box she was holding. Keisuke was walking swiftly through the aisles looking for the ham he wanted. He had also just noticed his choice of clothing, and pajamas with rubber ducks wasn't what he wanted the public to see him in. With an irritated scowl on his face, he managed to shove a pack of honey ham and cheddar cheese into his mini red basket and marched off to pay for his items. But, just as he would have guessed, he only caught more attention.
"Ahh! Aren't you Keisuke Takahashi?!" the cashier girl practically brawled onto the counter. Keisuke cringed. If there was one thing he didn't like about girls today, it was the bubble headed ones in the morning. He nodded. "Can you please sign your name here?!" the cashier girl grabbed a random magazine easily off one of the nearby magazine racks--which coincidentally had the Takahashi Brothers on the cover. Keisuke arched his brows as the girl fumbled around trying to find a pen. He was in a hurry to make breakfast and he had to put up with his public image...definitely not helping his temper. He reached for his wallet--which he had thankfully remembered, and pulled out a few bills and gave them to the cashier girl. While doing so, he grabbed the pen and scribbled a messy signature onto the magazine. The girl behind the counter watched Keisuke dreamily as he walked briefly to the exit. It was a wonderful exit, for it was encircled by another group of girls cooing at Keisuke. He rolled his eyes and ran to the other exit across the store. There was absolutely no time for a two hour autograph session at the local grocery store. He ran into the parking lot, careful not to drop his ham and cheese, and found his FD. But before he could get into his car, a green Jetta pulled into the parking space next to him.
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"Keisuke! Could you please hand me a bottle of shampoo from the cabinet? We're out! Keisuke?" shouted Ryousuke from inside the shower. "Keisuke? Can you hear me?!" Ryousuke grunted and decided continue on without shampoo.
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Kakumi had ran out of butter and sugar, she rushed to the nearest grocery store and slipped into an empty parking space. She was surprised to find a familiar magazine cover boy stop dead in his tracks with ham and cheese in his possession. He stared at her, dumbfounded. Keisuke Takahashi. The name finally registered in her head. She turned off her engine and got herself out of her car.
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Keisuke was frozen. Last night's winner in the Jetta is also here for groceries...and to see him in pajamas. The young girl emerged from her car freely and acknowledged a warm smile to him. "Hello there. I'm Kakumi from the Candies." Keisuke managed to straighten himself out of his thoughts.
"I'm Keisuke Takahashi, the second representative driver from the Akagi Red Suns." He said with confidence. Suddenly, his pride took over his introduction, "And I challenge you to a race. Are you willing to accept?" he heard himself say, while pointing a finger at her. Kakumi blinked. //A guy in his pajamas with ham and cheese is challenging me. Ha ha. Cute.//
"I will accept, on the behalf of my team."
"It's a deal then. I will see you around." With that, he plopped into his car and started his engine. As he pulled out of the parking lot, a group of girls squealed and tried to run after him. Kakumi laughed and went into the store.
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Ryousuke was adjusting his shirt collar when he heard the garage open. //Did Keisuke go out? Why?// Curiosity surrounded him as he continue to dry his hair with his towel.
Keisuke flung his ham and cheese onto the kitchen counter and started to work rapidly; gathering more ingredients from cabinets, spreading the butter onto the buns, opening packages, chopping things on the cutting board and all the while with food flying everywhere. From afar, he looked like a cook that has gone insane.
"Keisuke, are you okay?" Ryousuke glided smoothly down the stairs, still drying his hair with a small towel.
"Yes bro, your meal is almost done. Give me a sec." Ryousuke watched in amusement as Keisuke sliced both of their English muffins in half. "Here it is." Keisuke handed his brother a plate of burnt food piled up. Ryousuke took the plate with both hands and stared at it.
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TO BE CONTINUED
CHAP 8 : WHO ARE YOU
CHAP 8 RATING : PG
"Oh my God, isn't that Keisuke Takahashi from the Red Suns?" cooed a girl to her little circle of friends around a shopping cart. Another girl in the group squealed in delight.
"He is so cool! Super cute!" another girl yelped, while dropping the cereal box she was holding. Keisuke was walking swiftly through the aisles looking for the ham he wanted. He had also just noticed his choice of clothing, and pajamas with rubber ducks wasn't what he wanted the public to see him in. With an irritated scowl on his face, he managed to shove a pack of honey ham and cheddar cheese into his mini red basket and marched off to pay for his items. But, just as he would have guessed, he only caught more attention.
"Ahh! Aren't you Keisuke Takahashi?!" the cashier girl practically brawled onto the counter. Keisuke cringed. If there was one thing he didn't like about girls today, it was the bubble headed ones in the morning. He nodded. "Can you please sign your name here?!" the cashier girl grabbed a random magazine easily off one of the nearby magazine racks--which coincidentally had the Takahashi Brothers on the cover. Keisuke arched his brows as the girl fumbled around trying to find a pen. He was in a hurry to make breakfast and he had to put up with his public image...definitely not helping his temper. He reached for his wallet--which he had thankfully remembered, and pulled out a few bills and gave them to the cashier girl. While doing so, he grabbed the pen and scribbled a messy signature onto the magazine. The girl behind the counter watched Keisuke dreamily as he walked briefly to the exit. It was a wonderful exit, for it was encircled by another group of girls cooing at Keisuke. He rolled his eyes and ran to the other exit across the store. There was absolutely no time for a two hour autograph session at the local grocery store. He ran into the parking lot, careful not to drop his ham and cheese, and found his FD. But before he could get into his car, a green Jetta pulled into the parking space next to him.
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"Keisuke! Could you please hand me a bottle of shampoo from the cabinet? We're out! Keisuke?" shouted Ryousuke from inside the shower. "Keisuke? Can you hear me?!" Ryousuke grunted and decided continue on without shampoo.
---
Kakumi had ran out of butter and sugar, she rushed to the nearest grocery store and slipped into an empty parking space. She was surprised to find a familiar magazine cover boy stop dead in his tracks with ham and cheese in his possession. He stared at her, dumbfounded. Keisuke Takahashi. The name finally registered in her head. She turned off her engine and got herself out of her car.
---
Keisuke was frozen. Last night's winner in the Jetta is also here for groceries...and to see him in pajamas. The young girl emerged from her car freely and acknowledged a warm smile to him. "Hello there. I'm Kakumi from the Candies." Keisuke managed to straighten himself out of his thoughts.
"I'm Keisuke Takahashi, the second representative driver from the Akagi Red Suns." He said with confidence. Suddenly, his pride took over his introduction, "And I challenge you to a race. Are you willing to accept?" he heard himself say, while pointing a finger at her. Kakumi blinked. //A guy in his pajamas with ham and cheese is challenging me. Ha ha. Cute.//
"I will accept, on the behalf of my team."
"It's a deal then. I will see you around." With that, he plopped into his car and started his engine. As he pulled out of the parking lot, a group of girls squealed and tried to run after him. Kakumi laughed and went into the store.
---
Ryousuke was adjusting his shirt collar when he heard the garage open. //Did Keisuke go out? Why?// Curiosity surrounded him as he continue to dry his hair with his towel.
Keisuke flung his ham and cheese onto the kitchen counter and started to work rapidly; gathering more ingredients from cabinets, spreading the butter onto the buns, opening packages, chopping things on the cutting board and all the while with food flying everywhere. From afar, he looked like a cook that has gone insane.
"Keisuke, are you okay?" Ryousuke glided smoothly down the stairs, still drying his hair with a small towel.
"Yes bro, your meal is almost done. Give me a sec." Ryousuke watched in amusement as Keisuke sliced both of their English muffins in half. "Here it is." Keisuke handed his brother a plate of burnt food piled up. Ryousuke took the plate with both hands and stared at it.
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TO BE CONTINUED