Response to Readers: Kawaii Thief Kitsune, I GOT MORE!!! . Hey coolkitty2. How've you
been? Yes, of course I will start up "You gotta be kiddin me..." It is
rude to start something and then leave my dear readers hanging now,
isn't it? Aw, it's kind of you to worry about my well-being. Thank you
both.

chApter 2: perfect person? No such thing...

Sigh...

Class has just ended. Ugh, my back is so sore from bending down to scribble those notes down. My eyes closed halfway, I started towards the door, out of the building. Isolating myself out on the corner of the campus, I slid down against a tall tree, which happily shaded me from the noon sun. It's lunch time right now, and I was getting hungry.

Growl...

Okay...maybe a lot hungry. I eased back my head, eyes closed to fight off this excruciating hunger, waiting for my dear friend, Bra, to come out. I waited and waited until I thought my butt was flat from sitting so long. I even almost made eye contact with Morimoto Toshi.

Morimoto Toshi...(-.-;;)

The guy that said he supposedly confessed that he loved me. Ever since last year, that boy has been chasing me all over this campus. Even though I recall having at least inch thick glasses back then, he said that those were my charismatic point of my face and still chased me throwing those three words that I cringe even now. Obviously, I have no intention of going out with him. But, I only told this to Bra finally in the beginning of this year, somehow word got around, and Toshi has been avoiding me ever since.

Even though I felt somewhat bad, what can I do? I didn't want him to be dragged around by me with this crush of his and have the hope that I would say yes to a date. And so, it became quite awkward for us. Hm...lunch is almost over...where is that girl?

At that very thought, I suddenly heard heavy running footsteps. I looked up with sleepy eyes and narrowed them even more when I saw before me a huffing Bra, trying to catch her breath.

"Speak of the devil...what took you so long? I waited for so long...my butt is hurting..." Bra broke into a bright smile and waved her hand up and down.

"Sorry, sorry I was talking to my teacher and-"

Not caring what her explanation was due to the now hunger that's killing me, I stood up and waved her off. "Okay, okay, let's go eat, I'm starving!"

Dragging Bra behind, we entered the cafeteria and ordered curry with rice. Laughing at our little chat, we found a table and sat across from each other.

"Hey, Pan, you would not believe who asked me out."

"chew chew Huh?...chew chew...dang this is good..." I was shoving spoonfuls of rice and curry, when I suddenly looked up.

Bra narrowed her eyes in irritation, looking at my big puffy cheeked face full of food and the indication that I wasn't listening.

"Sigh, Morimoto Toshi asked me out!"

"...(o.o)..."

Toshi? Did she just say Toshi? So...does this mean he doesn't like me anymore? Oh thank the Lord...

"Really? That's great! Hope you two go a long way."

"Ha...great? What's so great? Besides, I thought you hated him." I stopped my eating and looked up in thought, little pieces of rice around my mouth.

"It's not that I hate him...he's just...not my type." Bra was drumming her fingers and a hand was tucked under her chin. I....was staring at her untouched food....

"Right. Anyways, I have absolute no interest in him. After knowing how much he chased after you last year, he really proven that he is annoying above my level." I smiled and picked up my spoon again.

"That's all in the past...."

After that, I went back to eating...man, this curry is just perfect. While eating, my hand went up to scratch my head...I didn't wash it for a couple of days now...eh heh.

"You can stop now. I think that's enough seasoning." I stopped and looked up again.

"Huh? What are you talking about? ...chew chew..."

"Your putting dandruff in your curry. Geez Pan, how long has it been since you washed your hair?" Bra snickered and I couldn't help but smile. Only Bra would laugh at me eating food with dandruff. Eck. I stopped scratching my head. But, man...was it killing me! Bra smiled at me with amusement, when suddenly, her azure eyes began to sparkle. I looked at her weird dazed self and slowly followed her gaze in the direction it was staring.

(- -) ( - -) ( -) ( ) (Head turning. Thought it was amusing. x])

Ah...the famous school couple have arrived into the cafeteria. Tatewaki Kyoko and....Briefs Trunks. But, they weren't looking too well. What happened to the bright cheery faces I saw last night?

"I'm so jealous."

I turned back to look at Bra, who was still staring on with envy. I smiled pityingly at Bra and just nodded. Sure, Bra is very beautiful, with long wavy light blue hair and pale skin. But, hanging around with me, the "delivery girl," surely didn't make her quite as popular as she liked. I felt guilty sometimes, but Bra just shakes her head to say she rather picks being my best friend then some school idol.

"You know them too, right? The school's kingka/queenka couple."

"Kingka/queenka couple?" So I was right. Well, obviously Pan...

"Yup, the best looking couple of on campus. Briefs Trunks and Tatewaki Kyoko."

"Yeah..."

"Trunks has a rival though. Shizuke Keita. Both of them are nice, sweet mannered, handsome...Kyoko is lucky." I almost scoffed out loud. I don't know about this Keita person, but from what I saw last night, Trunks is far from being sweet mannered, nice...well, maybe handsome.

"Speaking of couples, you want to go to a meeting with me? A friend of mine said she can hook us up with guys from Dondo Ji College. Let's go!" (Meeting means when a group of boys and girls, average about 5, all go on a blind date. They introduce themselves and at the end, they pick whoever wants to be with who. It's kinda fun.)

"Well..." A meeting? I have never gone to one before. O fcourse Bra has, being as perfect as she is, but...my job...Bra saw my hesitation and frowned slightly. Then smirked. What is she planning....

"Are you backing out? Do you think you're in a situation where you can refuse this? A 20-year old who has yet to have a boyfriend...tsk tsk...you...chicken?"

And a hit on my pride. I hate to back out of a silent challenge. Fine...she wants me to come? I'll show her I can do it.

"Fine. Tell me when and where." Bra smiled and patted my shoulder.

"Atta girl! I'll get the when and where, you just get your cute little butt all dolled up on time. I'll call you." And with God-given speed, Bra finished her curry and zoomed out the door with a wave. Me...I sat alone finishing up my curry that has yet to be finished, scratching my head.

(.. ;;) (Imagine the semi-colon is an arm, scratching her head. x])

------------------

I just came back from a late night delivery, and I found my uncle was in the kitchen, deep-frying some shrimp dumplings for me to eat. Sigh...I walked over to him, grabbed the spatula, ignoring his surprised face, and began shuffling around the dumplings in the pan.

"Pan, it's okay, I'll do it. You must be tired from the long ride." I shook my head vigorously and was still shuffling the dumplings, ignoring the hot grease spraying on my skin.

"You're tired from today. I'll dot it. It's for me right? I can handle it." While we were bickering, the student that worked part-time at our restaurant called me out.

"Pan, there's another delivery! 5 bowls of beef stew."

Five bowls? Who in the world would eat 5 bowls of beef stew this late at night? But, uncle was delighted and began to prepare the order. Another order meant more money.

After it was done, I strapped the tin container containing the meal once again on my moped. My uncle came out and smiled. "Drive safely!" I nodded my helmet head, and drove off.

I looked at the address again.

-----------

Hyundai Villa 3rd Floor Room 15

-----------

I remember this address...Ah. Trunks and Kyoko's house. Er...well, don't know whose house is whose. They were together after all. Why are they ordering so much this time? Looks like they like food...

I drove down the familiar path and stopped in front of the grand apartment. This building never cease to amaze me. I once again rode the elevator...damn the music. Arriving on the 3rd floor, I walked up to Room 15 and rang the doorbell. Woah. It's like dejavu. But, one thing's that different this time was that no high-pitched voice was heard, but was Trunks, and he wasn't looking too well. He looks like a total different person. Without him smiling and looking all angry and...sad?

He glanced at me with narrow eyes and stalked off inside a room. Probably getting his wallet. Remembering my duty as the deliver person, I went inside and started to set out the dishes from the container. And my guess was right. Trunks came out with a black leather wallet in his hands. I couldn't tell exactly what he was doing, fumbling around. The lights weren't on, I just noticed, pitch black, only the opened door engulfing the entryway with dull orange hall light.

This is kind of...eerie.

"Kyoko...." I looked up surprised at his dull husky voice, but didn't see Kyoko anywhere.

"Kyoko...Kyoko..." I knew for sure Kyoko wasn't home. What if he's crazy? I started to feel a little creeped out.

"Kyoko....How could you...Do you...like that bastard more than me? Is he...better than me?"

His voice was shaking and he then slowly fell on his knees, the wallet toppling out of his hands. Then the rest of his body fell onto the ground. I didn't know what to do. Here I am standing, quirking my eyebrow thinking he's nuts and he just...falls. Why is he doing this? Shoot, I better just quickly get the money and get the hell out of here.

"Um...hey..." He didn't look up and I started to slightly poke him with my foot. "Hey.."

He looked up at me with blank eyes. He tossed the wallet next to my feet. "Have it all." I snorted. Trying to look cool or something?

"Hey..." I don't know what else to say, but 'hey.' "Have it all. I don't need it. I don't....Just bring her back to me...that bastard Keita...he..."

I ignored him, thinking he is completely whacked in the head and grabbed his wallet. Since I have good morals, I took out enough for 5 beef bowls. I tossed the wallet back at him, next to his head. His lavender hair hid his eyes, but I saw something sparkle. Was that...a tear? I just left without another word, gently closing the door behind me.

There ya have it. There is not such thing as a perfect person. He's good- looking and rich and all that, but he's a bit psycho.

As I rode my moped back to the restaurant, I couldn't help wonder what happened to Kyoko and Trunks. He acts like a person who just got dumped....No way. They were so lovey dovey since yesterday.

But, you never know.


Review