Author's note: I promise the story will speed up soon.
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon.
In August, Lita stood back and surveyed her newly acquired apartment. Her empty apartment. Her sisters had taken Tokyo by storm and left the local boys drooling in their wake. They returned to their respective places leaving Lita alone in Tokyo. It was August three and she was starting classes the next day. She shook her head when she thought of how fast the summer went by. Lita shut off the all the lights and turned the lamp on in her bedroom and prepared herself for bed.
At six o' clock in the morning, she rolled out of bed and shut her alarm off. As she was taking a shower, she heard the phone ring.
"Who the heck would call me so early in the morning?" She fumbled with her towel as she ran to pick the phone up.
"What!"
"Um…no hello for your favoritest, favoritest sister?"
"Serena! What are you doing up so early?"
"What are you talking about? Its four in the evening."
"Oh I forgot about the time change." Lita cradled the phone between her ear and shoulder as she dried herself off.
"Oh Lita, I wish you were here! I tried cooking breakfast this morning to try to cheer everyone up but, um…I burnt the water."
Lita burst out in laughter picturing Serena's face screwed up in consternation, confused in the kitchen.
"Hey, if you look in the second cupboard to the left…"
"The one with rolling pinny thing?"
"Yah, I left a bunch of my recipes in there on a note card and easy to read. Easy enough for you and Mina…"
"Hey, what are you saying?"
"I didn't say anything. I'm not the one who cracked eggs in to the cookie dough and left the shells in."
"Hey that was a long, long time ago"
"Um try, five months ago."
"Whatever." Serena exhaled in mock frustration "I was just calling, like the good sister I am, to see how you were, and you had to go and throw insults at me and all…I hate to resort to this. I'll have to make you talk to Rei." Here, she sighed a sigh of disappointment, and Lita could almost see her head shaking and her brow wrinkling. Lita heard Rei mumble in the background…
"Give me that phone" thud, Lita surmised that Serena was probably whacked by the Resident Hothead, as the gang liked to call her.
"Hey Lita, whassup?"
"Um, well I am going to put my green underwear on, you know with the pink flow…"
"Okay, TMI….whassup…in general?"
"I'm getting ready to go to school"
"First day huh. Hey, how about I call you back later, like tomorrow morning or something. Catch up with you when you're not so busy"
"Sure. Love you Rei. Tell the Hooligans I love them."
"Will do."
Lita felt infinitely better for that little touch of home.
At seven thirty, she clambered into her new little Japanese car and drove down the street to the school.
Her first class, Basic Food Knowledge, went relatively well. A bit of a drag, but good. She looked forward to Culinary Arts Practicum at four. She had been assigned to work at a local restaurant. She would start out bussing tables, later waitressing and moving her way up the "food service chain." She walked up to the restaurant doors and took a deep breath. She walked up to the hostess and told her her name.
"Oh yes Rih-ta?" the young lady said haltingly. Lita smiled reassuringly and the girl led her to the back office. As they neared the manager's office, Lita heard two angry voices issuing from behind the doors.
The hostess looked at Lita and motioned to a chair next to the door. The hostess then stepped into the room where the shouting abruptly stopped. The door swung open and Lita saw a foot step from behind the door. The foot was followed by very long leg and powerful thighs encased in standard chef's white. She followed the muscular thighs up to a small waist and broad shoulders brushed by a long, brown pony tail. The muscular man was clenching a chef's hat and as he said a few words into the office, he shoved the hat onto his head and turned to face Lita. Lita inhaled when his deep hazel eyes met her own green ones. For a second, Lita saw nothing else. The man blinked and moved past her into the kitchen. Lita exhaled a breath she hadn't realized she was holding in.
Hoo boy. Hatcha-cha… her musings were interrupted when a soft tenor voice called her name.
"Rih- ta?" the small Japanese man asked. Lita nodded and stuck her hand out.
"Yes I am Li-ta…" slightly emphasizing the L though she knew that she was in Japan and Ls were really non-existent. "I am very excited about working here."
