Chapter Two: Saturday at 2:30 (Sana's POV)
Disclaimer: I do not own Kodocha.
"What?" Rei exclaimed. "You can't go on a date with Naozumi!"
"Why?" asked Sana. "Just because you're my manager doesn't mean that you can't hog me to yourself."
"Remember last time when we were up in the mountains and those girls injured your leg because they were jealous?" asked Rei. "And the media is trying get you in a photo together. So why should you date Naozumi when you could get hurt?" Rei asked
"I want to date Naozumi and you can't stop me!" screamed Sana.
Rei just wants me all to himself for commercials and movies and other stuff for publicity. He's always been this way perhaps I should get Mama to fire him. . . Na!
And sot hey bickered on and on until Miss Kurata (Sana's mom) bonked them on the head three times with a mallet
"You two shut-up! I'm trying to work on my manuscripts." yelled Miss Kurata.
Then Shimura came in to announce that Naozumi was here.
Sana ran straight out the door to greet him.
"Hey, Nao!"
"Hello, Sana-Chan!"
"So where are we going?"
Naozumi thought for a little bit.
"Well? What's taking you so long to decide? They're have a lot of good places here."
"For one thing, magazine reporters will do just about anything to get a picture of us together. And a lot of the places here is where actors and actress' eat." Naozumi replied.
"What about the new fast food place?" asked Sana.
"That'll be okay."
So they waited for about an hour and got out. Unfortunately, a magazine reporter saw them and took a picture. They were lucky because somebody blocked his view.
Sana had ordered a cheeseburger and Naozumi a hamburger.
When they were looking for a place to sit, they saw Aya and Tsuyoshi.
"Oi! Aya! Tsuyoshi!"
"Look it's Sana-Chan!" said Aya.
"Sana-Chan come sit with us!" yelled Tsuyoshi.
Sana and Naozumi sat with them.
"Tsuyoshi, next time don't yell." said Sana
"Why?" asked Tsuyoshi.
"Because magazine reporters are trying to get me in Nao in a picture together" replied Sana.
Then Sana's friend, Matsui Fuka came in with bad news.
To be continued. . .
A/N: It's so short! Again because of laziness.
