Alcohol Aftermath
Albert Diyosa
Thank you, Lizza-chan for the review. :D I greatly appreciate it.
Summer is nearly over. La, la, la, la, laaaaa… back to reality again. :l
Disclaimer: I do not own GTO, and so do you. Sad but true.
Nota Bene: The statements enclosed in parentheses are Tomoko's messages while statements having a colon before them are Yoshito's. The italicized statements are for the characters' thoughts.
Chapter 5
Before this alcohol-crazed and nicotine-induced party started, the formulation of a class reunion occurred. A simple online invitation, a host, and guests did the trick to make it happen. It was all so sudden, but what the heck.
Life after three years of paying his own bills, living solo in an apartment, employment and monthly reunions with Onizuka at his own home inside Seirin High's storage room made Yoshito wiser both intellectually and humanly. He could have been an Advanced Mathematics professor in Toudai, or a Robotics Engineering adviser, but he chose to be a full-time web designer. He thought his parents would not take his decision seriously, considering that, his father was a doctor and his mother was a school director, but they supported him all the way.
Now, he sat on a comfortable computer chair, swiveling it, as a kid would do in a fast food chain, doing layouts, and sometimes hacking websites to kill time. His Photoshop business with his high school teacher ended, and he was the one who chose to end it. He used to surf porn, but later finding that it did not make him happy for a bit or a real man. Porn, for him, was trespassing to the private lives of ordinary people and a sign of insecurity. Well, he could have at least realized that during his teen years.
Yoshito came upon an unused desktop icon on his computer. He clicked it and logged on. It had been years since he last IM-ed someone. Even if his job concerned computers, he could not leave his assignments because of his love and dedication to his web-designing fetish, which was why he had not IM-ed since. He had his mobile phone, sure, but he did not have all the numbers of his high school classmates.
His status was available. A window popped-out.
(Kikuchi-kun!)
He looked at who sent the message and saw that it was from his classmate, Tomoko, the now famous celebrity.
(Finally, you've logged in.)
(I have news for you)
(For the whole class, actually)
Yoshito smiled. It was sweet for Tomoko to welcome him warmly, even online.
:Oi, Nomura-san
:Glad to hear from an old friend.
:What's the news?
He replied.
"Hey, Kikuchi-san, we're going to eat lunch outside. Do you want to join us?" One of his officemates peered on the door of his office. He received an answer from Tomoko, but he had not read it yet.
"Thanks for the offer, but I'm kind of busy catching up here, so off you go." He smiled. His officemate shrugged then left. He read Tomoko's message.
(Kikuchi-kun, let's meet tomorrow for lunch!)
(I'll tell you everything.)
He checked his schedule for tomorrow. Good. He had no commitments for tomorrow.
:Sure, let's meet up.
:I figured I haven't gotten out with anyone yet
:It's a date then
He felt like he could hear Tomoko's squeal in his mind.
(I'm so excited to see you tomorrow!)
(Thank you, Kikuchi-kun. If only I could kiss you, I would right now!)
(Let's meet at Inokashira Park, 12 noon. I'll see you!)
That ended there. Tomoko signed out. Yoshito thought her break time was over. He went back to working again
It was tomorrow.
Yoshito showed up ten minutes before 12. He sat on one of the benches in Inokashira Park, looking intently at people who would seem like his old classmate. All that he could recall about Tomoko's physique was her undeniably and noticeably healthy breasts. He could have thought of anything like long brown locks, but he could not shake the fact that it was her trademark.
He saw someone dressed casually, in fact, as casual and as comfortable as his outfit for the day, running towards his direction. Her layered brown hair has gotten shorter, reaching only up to her neck, and my, oh my. Those healthy—it could only belong to one person.
"I'm sorry for being late for three minutes or so, Kikuchi-kun!" Yes, it was Tomoko.
Yoshito felt his lips smiled. She had grown so much he hardly noticed it was she! It had been a long time indeed.
"That's nothing, Nomura-san. Let's go eat." He stood up, and they started walking.
They found a small, but cozy cart that sold quality ramen. They talked about their careers, and how Tomoko found college fun and how she got a degree in Landscape Architecture. Yoshito laughed at her behind-the-scene stories about the shows she was in and her upcoming movie. Tomoko was still amazed by his smartness, but surprised when she heard that he chose to be what he was now. She had always thought he would end up a mad scientist, or something and he just laughed.
Oh yeah, Tomoko's family owned a ramen store, but it closed down when Tomoko's career became stable. She bought her parents a house in Okinawa, where she usually spent most of her time, and since then, they lived there. The ramen house they owned was now an ordinary residential place.
"I just remembered; your family used to own a ramen house somewhere here, right?" Yoshito said as he chewed the ramen.
Tomoko slurped the noodles that were hanging outside her mouth. "Yes, but papa and mama are old now. They need to rest, so I bought them a house in Okinawa, where they now live. I told them that it's my turn to earn money for them, and thankfully they agreed." She played with her ramen for a while, resting her chin on her left palm. "I want to be with them 24/7, but my work does not permit me, so I visit them every chance I get!"
Even if she had grown, she was still the same Tomoko, ever innocent, and ever seeing the world in the eyes of a child. Yoshito admired her for that.
"Let's go back to business, Nomura-san." He scooped with his chopsticks a good amount of noodles. "What is this news you told me about yesterday?"
Nomura chewed her ramen and swallowed them before replying. "Well, the whole class had not seen each other for God knows how long, so I thought it would be nice to have a get-together in Okinawa, at my villa there, all expenses will be paid by yours truly."
Yoshito could not help but gape. He had to guide his jaw to close his mouth. "In Okinawa and all-expenses paid by you?" He could not believe it. "That's insane, Nomura-san!"
Tomoko giggled. "No, it's not insane. It's fun!" She did not seem to get what Yoshito meant when he said it was insane. "It's a good chance of catching up with the rest of the class."
"I can't believe you." He shook his head in disbelief.
"You have to believe me! Urumi-chan's coming!" Tomoko tugged the sleeve of his shirt repeatedly.
'Urumi's coming? Hey, now wait a minute—' Tomoko got him there, but how did she knew about his deep, dark secret? "Hey, Nomura-san, did I hear you right? Is Kanzaki coming?"
She giggled. "I knew I can make you come because of her. I knew it all along." She teased, waving her pointing finger at him. "You like Urumi-chan, but you don't want to admit it. You're shy!"
Yoshito blushed beet red, half from embarrassment and half from Tomoko mentioning Urumi's name.
"Come on now, Kikuchi-kun! This might be your chance to get to know her more." Tomoko was now begging, as a child would do to make her parents buy her the biggest doll in the toy store. "Please say yes. Please say yes!"
He could not stand her begging any longer, so he said, "Sure, I'm coming, if that makes you happy." He finished the last of his ramen, still blushing.
Tomoko squealed like a high school girl. "It won't make me the only person who will be happy. I'm sure you'll be happy, too!" She flashed her sweetest smile at him. "We'll have lots of fun there, I promise!"
Yoshito sighed. 'Yes, we will have lots fun of fun there.'
End of Chapter 5
I just thought it would be nice to place the actual beginning of the story in the middle, to break the routine of stories. In addition to that, I thought it would also be fun to cut the thrill in the story even for just a chapter. It will resume, though. :D
I am beginning my countdown until school starts. I will miss bumming.