Kanami Yuta : Kinro Kansha no Hi
Labor Thanksgiving Day
November 23
He's not here. Again!
The eight-year-old scowled into the distance as she carried the large basket of straw into the barn. That idiot! He promised!
But he always promised. Why was she so surprised? He'd never adjust to an honest living like farming.
Kazuma had indeed promised to be at the farm today. However, he was also nowhere to be seen. Jerk! I even had Ayame-san make special arrangements for him. He'll never change!
Even as she complained mentally, she sighed out loud, wishing he could just be reliable for once. Once! Would it kill him?
"Hey there, Kanami-chan. Missing your significant other?"
"You bet, Ayame-san. He promised, but he still didn't show up. I just can't believe him sometimes... and on today of all days!"
"Yes, men can be unreliable like that! How about we go fix you a cup of hot chocolate before our dinner?" Every year, at around the same time, all the farm workers got together and make a huge dinner, in celebration of another year survived. It had originated from an older holiday observed on the Mainland.
Casting one last long glance at the quickly setting sun, she sighed, turned around, and smiled at Ayame. "Okay."
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Kazuma, beaten but victorious, stepped out of Kimishima's car, hours after Kanami's conversation with Ayame. Making sure he looked relatively cleanly (for Kanami's sake and for the sake of his heath; Ayame would probably beat him if he got blood on her tablecloth), he strode into the large, warehouse-type building confidently. "Hey, Kanami, you still he – OUCH! DAMMIT!" A frying pan aimed straight for his face hit its target beautifully. "What the hell - ?"
An older, slightly frumpy woman shook a fist at him. "Don't you dare come in here like you own the place! If you expect any food, you better apologize right now!"
He mumbled something. "What was that?"
"I SAID, I'm sorry I have to work for such a grumpy old hag like you, Ayame!" he yelled at her. Kanami gasped.
"Kazu-kun! That was so mean! Please apologize. Please?"
"FINE! I'm sorry that I was here late –"
"And that you never showed up for work."
"-AND that I never showed up for work –"
"And that you called Ayame-san a... a... bad name."
"-AND that I called Ayame a HAG."
Kanami looked at him. "Was that so hard?"
He mumbled something again, but this time he was allowed to sit down without being bludgeoned by a cooking implement. Forking some mashed potatoes onto his plate, he looked at the smiling Kanami irately. "What?"
"Thanks, Kazu-kun."
He looked away. "Yeah, yeah. Just eat your food."
She smiled again. True, he probably wouldn't change. But some things were good just the way they were.
No, I'm not dead.
Ah, yes. I luff da shameless fluff, even if it's not RxM.