(Kai)
"Mr. Raydo Reifuto."
"Mrs. Yukino Uhibi."
We shook hands and he put his briefcase down and sat down across me.
"Your Mr. Minamoto's secretary coming to fill in for him-am I correct?" He mused, pulling out some papers with lots of words and they looked really boring.
"Quite right…and your Mr. Minamoto's manager…nonetheless, my manager…so what was it you are introducing me to?" I took a glance at the papers.
"I came to talk about when he leaves, what his job will be and the whole salary." He folded his hands together and put on thick glasses.
"As I was told…." I pulled out a notebook and pen, he raised his eyebrows in approval. "Very good, Mr. Minamoto has taught you the basics of filling in. He has a good taste in employees I see… Anyway, tomorrow he'll be leaving by train—all the flights are booked for that one day…."
"Oh really?" I tried to be amused. That had been our work, we had messed with his phone and computer to think all the flights were booked.
"At 6:45 am at Shibuya train station." He informed me; I nodded and wrote it down.
"He should bring supplies for a week, and tell him that the train will obviously be going over water so if he get's seasick bring some vitamins."
"Will do sir." I flashed a quick smile which was the signal for Koichi to come.
"Hello sir, ma'am, could I get you anything? Please, look at our appetizer menus." Koichi pushed a menu in his face, as he carefully slipped the crucial 5 papers we needed and slid them under his tray.
I gave him a quick smile and nod.
"Thank you for the offer but I'm fine thank you very much." He passed Koichi his menu.
Koichi nodded and left.
"So…as I was saying…." Then he continued on, talking about what Mr. Minamoto would be doing when he was in Canada, which I really wasn't interested in considering the whole point of this was to prevent that very thing.
Suddenly I heard a big clash and a too familiar voice from the other side of the restaurant. "I'm so sorry!" Koichi….
(Takuya)
"No sweat it buddy, er…it's fine, really…." I took the napkin full of spaghetti and put it on his tray, he used the plate to block his face as he ran towards the kitchen…weird guy.
"The employee's here…well that one anyway…is weird…."
"He looked like he wanted to hide something from us…maybe he's really self-conscious or something and he thinks he's ugly."
That's probably how it would've gone if we weren't on a date. But no, we were going to this restaurant as more than friends and all I could manage to say was. "Uh…weird."
"Y-yeah…." Zoe blushed and looked down at her napkin.
"Er…so…what took you so long when I was battling the Surenmon earlier? I was getting scared…."
"Oh, well, I was already tired from a long day of school and all then I heard your voice calling me and something inside of me made me go really, really fast and then the next thing I knew I was firing phyro darts at the Surenmon and you were just smiling at me…." I was surprised at how casual I sounded when what I had just said was so personal…but the weirdest thing was…I didn't feel embarrassed about it.
"Really? Oh, Takuya that's so—I can't find the word—bellisimo? No, bella? Maybe…it's so close to—really, really, really, really sweet…." She gave me a warm smile.
"Yeah…."
"Er…here's another napkin sir, and of course…you're spaghetti…."
The weird employee gave me a fresh white napkin clean of spaghetti and a neatly made spaghetti dish.
"Thanks buddy." And once again he disappeared with a tray hiding his face.