Pitiful AN: O_o Doh' sorry for taking so friggin' long updating this
story. Busy life you know. Well enjoy chapter 25 guys & gals. Until next
time..later ^_^
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Miki and Anshi arrive at the classy French restaurant. The setting is quiet and cool with light instrumental music playing in the background. The host takes their coats and directs them towards their table.
Being the gentleman, Miki walks over to Anshi and pulls out the chair for her before taking his own seat across from her. They both smile at each other before taking the menu from the host.
"A waiter will be with you two momentarily," the host said before walking away from the table.
"So how do you like the restaurant?" Miki asks breaking his baby blue eyes away from the menu to look up at his date.
"It's nice, I rather like the quiet atmosphere," her eyes darting around the sleek French restaurant.
Miki closes his menu then asks, "I hope you like French Cuisine?"
Anshi chuckles a bit before replying, "Well, I hope so too, because I've never had it before." She continues to glance though the menu.
"Ahh...I am sorry. Maybe I should have stuck to a more traditional restaurant like sushi or something." Miki starts rubbing his eyebrows.
Anshi places the menu down on the table softly. "It's quite alright Miki- kun. No need to apologize. I really don't mine trying new things." She reassures him.
"Really?" The blue-haired teenager counter responds. Anshi nods.
The waiter approaches the table. "Are you two ready to order?" The tall auburn-haired man asks with pen and pad in hand.
"Of course, I'll have the Fondue Bourguignonne and glass of lemonade." Miki says handing over his menu.
"Of course nice choice; and you mademoiselle?" the waiter asks while writing down Miki's order.
"Hmm. I guess I'll have the..." the violet haired girl frowns a bit at the phrase of the dish. "uhm...Terrine de Soumon aux Epihard- Riz Special."
Both Miki and the waiter chuckle at her French pronunciation. "Nice choice indeed mademoiselle; and your drink?"
Anshi blushes a bit then adds, "I will just have a hot tea with honey and lemon, no sugar."
The waiter finishes writing the order and bows. "I'll be back with your entrees shortly."
"So how was my French?" Anshi teases. Miki chuckles then says, "Not bad, but it could use some improvement."
"Well lucky for me I am taking English instead. Perhaps I should have dragged Utena along since she's taking French...well barely." Anshi eyes darken as she starts to fiddle with the napkin thinking of her pink-haired friend.
Miki notices the silence and speaks up. "So how did you and Tenjou meet? I mean she is so popular and you two seem kind of close; even more so than Shinohara-san." Miki inquires.
"Well we sort of just found each other I guess," the violet-haired princess whispers not really paying attention to what she is saying.
"What?" Miki questions not really hearing her clearly.
"Uhm I said Utena-chan gave me a tour of the school and it sort went from there." Anshi corrected.
"Ahh I see," Miki replied uneasily. The waiter suddenly approaches the table. "Your dinner is served." The man places their respected dishes and drinks in front of them.
"Thank you," Anshi and Miki both reply in unison.
They both seem to eat in a somewhat awkward silence; silver forks and knives clinging against fine porcelain dishware.
"So," green eyes meeting blue suddenly, "Wakaba tells me that you have a twin sister." Anshi blurts out of the blue trying to strike up a conversation.
Miki sighs before taking a bite of his food. "Yes, I have a twin sister."
"Oh how come I've never seen her around campus?"
Miki takes a sip of his beverage then answers, "Because she doesn't attend Ohtori Prep." Anshi furrows her eyebrows as Miki continues.
"She attends a boarding school in Tokyo because she was expelled from Ohtori Prep middle school last term."
"I am sorry to hear that Miki-kun. You must really miss her though." Anshi says softly.
"Yes, but she bought it on herself and we do keep in touch by email and phone," he smiles sadly.
Miki perks up a bit. "Well enough about me how's the food?" Anshi smiles, "It is great thanks for bringing me here."
"You are quite welcome."
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A few hours later...
The bronze limousine drives in front of Anshi's house and parks. The finely tailored chauffer gets out of the vehicle and opens the door for Anshi and Miki. They both proceed out the vehicle and walk toward the porch of Anshi's home.
They both stood in front of the doorway uncomfortably as the automated porch light came on.
"I really had an enjoyable first date Miki-kun," Anshi bows.
"Me too, I only wish we could have done more, but unfortunately my dad set a curfew for me so I have to be back home by 10 pm." Miki shrugs.
"Well thanks for the dinner it was great and I guess this is good night." Anshi smiles and turns towards the door.
"Wait Anshi....uhmm," Anshi turns back around suddenly to have Miki warm lips press against hers surprisingly. Not sure what to do in the situation Anshi closes her eyes and tries to go with the kiss, but instinctively a vision of her 'best friend' pops into her head so she pushes Miki away from her.
Anshi shakes her head and takes a deep breath. "I am sorry Miki I have to go," her voice sounding a bit shaky.
"I am sorry I didn't mean to spring upon you like that...I just," the blue- haired genius looks up into the dark blue sky as the full moon brighten it.
Anshi places her nervous hand upon the door handle then says, "Don't apologize it's not the kiss or you, it's me. I just...I mean I felt strange." She exhales once more.
Miki starts to sport a confuse expression. Not sure what to say to her suddenly awkward ness. He starts to reach out to her, but decides against it once he glances at his watch. It is 9:21 pm.
"Good night Miki-kun," Anshi said quickly and enters the house.
Miki stands at the door for a few seconds. "Uhm good night to you too," he whispers, but she had already disappeared.
Miki turns on his heels and then heads to the limousine. "I wonder what's going on with her. Was my kiss that bad?" he thought.
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Anshi closes the door silently and tosses her coat and purse on the rack and takes off her shoes. Her heart is beating fast for some weird reason.
"What's going on with me?" she ponders. "Why did I think about Utena when Miki kissed me minutes ago?" Anshi passes her fingers though her long violet tresses subconsciously. "I am so confused," she mutters.
"A-chan you're home already?!" Her father shouts from his office room.
Anshi smiles timidly and walks towards the room. She stands in from of the doorway and brushes her long hair behind her left ear lightly. "Yes I am back otou-sama."
"So how was it?" The purple-haired man swerves his body around in the huge leather office chair and smiles at his daughter.
Anshi folds her arms over her chest and leans against the archway. "It was nice." She replies fixing her emerald eyes on the computer screen in front of her father.
The older man smiles then turns back around and begin typing again. "I am glad you enjoyed yourself. Kaoru Miki seems like a nice young man."
"Yes he is," Anshi said sadly. "So what are you working on?" She asks.
"Oh, I am just uploading some assignments and grades for my philosophy students." He answers back.
Anshi furrows her eyebrows and then asks, "Otou-sama would it be okay if I go over to Utena's house. I really need to talk to her about something?"
"Well it's kind of late, but I guess it's okay since it is the weekend," her father states still typing on his desktop computer.
"Oh, thank you otou-sama," Anshi runs up and hugs him tightly around the neck.
"You are welcome. Are you spending the night?"
"I don't know, but I will call and let you know if I decide to," Anshi said leaving the room toward the staircase.
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TO BE CONCLUDED..
Chapter 26: Truth and Confession
Miki and Anshi arrive at the classy French restaurant. The setting is quiet and cool with light instrumental music playing in the background. The host takes their coats and directs them towards their table.
Being the gentleman, Miki walks over to Anshi and pulls out the chair for her before taking his own seat across from her. They both smile at each other before taking the menu from the host.
"A waiter will be with you two momentarily," the host said before walking away from the table.
"So how do you like the restaurant?" Miki asks breaking his baby blue eyes away from the menu to look up at his date.
"It's nice, I rather like the quiet atmosphere," her eyes darting around the sleek French restaurant.
Miki closes his menu then asks, "I hope you like French Cuisine?"
Anshi chuckles a bit before replying, "Well, I hope so too, because I've never had it before." She continues to glance though the menu.
"Ahh...I am sorry. Maybe I should have stuck to a more traditional restaurant like sushi or something." Miki starts rubbing his eyebrows.
Anshi places the menu down on the table softly. "It's quite alright Miki- kun. No need to apologize. I really don't mine trying new things." She reassures him.
"Really?" The blue-haired teenager counter responds. Anshi nods.
The waiter approaches the table. "Are you two ready to order?" The tall auburn-haired man asks with pen and pad in hand.
"Of course, I'll have the Fondue Bourguignonne and glass of lemonade." Miki says handing over his menu.
"Of course nice choice; and you mademoiselle?" the waiter asks while writing down Miki's order.
"Hmm. I guess I'll have the..." the violet haired girl frowns a bit at the phrase of the dish. "uhm...Terrine de Soumon aux Epihard- Riz Special."
Both Miki and the waiter chuckle at her French pronunciation. "Nice choice indeed mademoiselle; and your drink?"
Anshi blushes a bit then adds, "I will just have a hot tea with honey and lemon, no sugar."
The waiter finishes writing the order and bows. "I'll be back with your entrees shortly."
"So how was my French?" Anshi teases. Miki chuckles then says, "Not bad, but it could use some improvement."
"Well lucky for me I am taking English instead. Perhaps I should have dragged Utena along since she's taking French...well barely." Anshi eyes darken as she starts to fiddle with the napkin thinking of her pink-haired friend.
Miki notices the silence and speaks up. "So how did you and Tenjou meet? I mean she is so popular and you two seem kind of close; even more so than Shinohara-san." Miki inquires.
"Well we sort of just found each other I guess," the violet-haired princess whispers not really paying attention to what she is saying.
"What?" Miki questions not really hearing her clearly.
"Uhm I said Utena-chan gave me a tour of the school and it sort went from there." Anshi corrected.
"Ahh I see," Miki replied uneasily. The waiter suddenly approaches the table. "Your dinner is served." The man places their respected dishes and drinks in front of them.
"Thank you," Anshi and Miki both reply in unison.
They both seem to eat in a somewhat awkward silence; silver forks and knives clinging against fine porcelain dishware.
"So," green eyes meeting blue suddenly, "Wakaba tells me that you have a twin sister." Anshi blurts out of the blue trying to strike up a conversation.
Miki sighs before taking a bite of his food. "Yes, I have a twin sister."
"Oh how come I've never seen her around campus?"
Miki takes a sip of his beverage then answers, "Because she doesn't attend Ohtori Prep." Anshi furrows her eyebrows as Miki continues.
"She attends a boarding school in Tokyo because she was expelled from Ohtori Prep middle school last term."
"I am sorry to hear that Miki-kun. You must really miss her though." Anshi says softly.
"Yes, but she bought it on herself and we do keep in touch by email and phone," he smiles sadly.
Miki perks up a bit. "Well enough about me how's the food?" Anshi smiles, "It is great thanks for bringing me here."
"You are quite welcome."
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A few hours later...
The bronze limousine drives in front of Anshi's house and parks. The finely tailored chauffer gets out of the vehicle and opens the door for Anshi and Miki. They both proceed out the vehicle and walk toward the porch of Anshi's home.
They both stood in front of the doorway uncomfortably as the automated porch light came on.
"I really had an enjoyable first date Miki-kun," Anshi bows.
"Me too, I only wish we could have done more, but unfortunately my dad set a curfew for me so I have to be back home by 10 pm." Miki shrugs.
"Well thanks for the dinner it was great and I guess this is good night." Anshi smiles and turns towards the door.
"Wait Anshi....uhmm," Anshi turns back around suddenly to have Miki warm lips press against hers surprisingly. Not sure what to do in the situation Anshi closes her eyes and tries to go with the kiss, but instinctively a vision of her 'best friend' pops into her head so she pushes Miki away from her.
Anshi shakes her head and takes a deep breath. "I am sorry Miki I have to go," her voice sounding a bit shaky.
"I am sorry I didn't mean to spring upon you like that...I just," the blue- haired genius looks up into the dark blue sky as the full moon brighten it.
Anshi places her nervous hand upon the door handle then says, "Don't apologize it's not the kiss or you, it's me. I just...I mean I felt strange." She exhales once more.
Miki starts to sport a confuse expression. Not sure what to say to her suddenly awkward ness. He starts to reach out to her, but decides against it once he glances at his watch. It is 9:21 pm.
"Good night Miki-kun," Anshi said quickly and enters the house.
Miki stands at the door for a few seconds. "Uhm good night to you too," he whispers, but she had already disappeared.
Miki turns on his heels and then heads to the limousine. "I wonder what's going on with her. Was my kiss that bad?" he thought.
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Anshi closes the door silently and tosses her coat and purse on the rack and takes off her shoes. Her heart is beating fast for some weird reason.
"What's going on with me?" she ponders. "Why did I think about Utena when Miki kissed me minutes ago?" Anshi passes her fingers though her long violet tresses subconsciously. "I am so confused," she mutters.
"A-chan you're home already?!" Her father shouts from his office room.
Anshi smiles timidly and walks towards the room. She stands in from of the doorway and brushes her long hair behind her left ear lightly. "Yes I am back otou-sama."
"So how was it?" The purple-haired man swerves his body around in the huge leather office chair and smiles at his daughter.
Anshi folds her arms over her chest and leans against the archway. "It was nice." She replies fixing her emerald eyes on the computer screen in front of her father.
The older man smiles then turns back around and begin typing again. "I am glad you enjoyed yourself. Kaoru Miki seems like a nice young man."
"Yes he is," Anshi said sadly. "So what are you working on?" She asks.
"Oh, I am just uploading some assignments and grades for my philosophy students." He answers back.
Anshi furrows her eyebrows and then asks, "Otou-sama would it be okay if I go over to Utena's house. I really need to talk to her about something?"
"Well it's kind of late, but I guess it's okay since it is the weekend," her father states still typing on his desktop computer.
"Oh, thank you otou-sama," Anshi runs up and hugs him tightly around the neck.
"You are welcome. Are you spending the night?"
"I don't know, but I will call and let you know if I decide to," Anshi said leaving the room toward the staircase.
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TO BE CONCLUDED..
Chapter 26: Truth and Confession