Ah, I can't say I was too happy with the last chapter. It didn't seem to get a reaction out of anyone.
I hope you think this one is just a tad better!
Disclaimer: I don't own D. Gray Man, and all the little bits and pieces that come with it…..D:
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Ding-dong
The doorbell rang and Borace walked quickly to the foyer to go get it. I peered down from the top of the stairs and then turned around to take a look at the grandfather clock at the base of the stairs. It read 7:30, they were perfectly on time. Standing in the doorway was a woman that looked very much like Kanda, and a man with frizzy white hair and a beard and of course, my lovely fiancée to be, Kanda Yuu. My mother ran, well walked fast, she says that a lady should never ever run, its rude, she walked quickly over to greet them. "Welcome! Hello, I'm Elizabeth Walker. Oh you must be Mrs. And Mr. Kanda!" She shook their hands.
"Well actually," The man with the frizzy beard started. "Yuu is my step son. I'm Froi Tiedoll." He said warmly.
The Japanese woman spoke quietly. "I am Yuu's Mother, my name is Yuki." Then she bowed.
"Oh, well, welcome! Welcome." My Mother said happily, then my father walked down the steps. "Oh Lynne, the guests are already here! I'm so sorry if I seem rude for being late. I'm Alice's father, Mana Walker." He shook their hands. "Its so nice of you to be here." Borace then took their coats, including Kanda's mind you, I noticed he hadn't said much since he came. But that was alright with me, because tonight, I was going to do the talking.
-First Course-
"So, its great to finally meet you, Mrs. And Mr. Kanda!" I stuck my hand out very un-lady like and fiercely shook both of their hands. Mother gasped. "Alice!" she silently muttered as she sucked in her breath. Oh, and I made sure to let them shake "the" hand. If you know what I mean. They paid no attention, the only reaction I got was from the man, oh what was his name? Oh, yes, Mr. Tiedoll. He kinda coughed and whistled. "That's a strong shake you're daughter's got there." My Mother looked strangely at him. "She could be a good CEO." My Mother kept staring at him. "Lots of hand shaking." He quickly added.
Father laughed. "Oh, yes. We're thinking of letting her take the business after I. Perhaps you have heard of it? Walker and Associates?" Before they could answer though, Borace walked in, "Mister, the table is set and ready." He bowed.
"Oh thank you Borace!" My Mother said cheerfully. "Please, lead the way."
I started to run before Borace. "Its okay Mother! I'll lead the way!" I practically yelled. That breaks two of Mother's rules. Don't yell, don't run. Especially don't run. That one's a biggy, she always says. "Our house is not a racetrack; you are not a racer, do not run in the house. It is rude and un-lady like."
My Mother practically fainted of shock. "Alice!"
Tiedoll was the first to speak after I had run before them. "You know, Yuu, is very into running, he runs practically every morning! It is good exercise."
Darn! My plan wasn't working. The Japanese lady was quietly conversing with Kanda and looked my way a few times. He even smiled a tiny smile. It was so small you wouldn't have seen it if you hadn't squinted, I wasn't sure if it really was there, I think it was though.
I looked down embarrassed. Borace broke the silence. "Mrs. Walker?" He gestured towards the room. "Please."
My Mother walked in leading the rest of the guests, being Kanda and his family. "This is our dining hall. We usually use it only for special occasions. But this is special enough to me!" She exclaimed. Mr. Tiedoll, and Mrs. Kanda looked over the lavishly decorated dining room. "Those pictures," He started. "Oh, they're beautiful. Who painted them?" He asked making his way over to the pictures that I had painted of our back garden in the spring. "Oh that? That's nothing, Alice painted it."
"Actually," Kanda said, before I could say anything. "I think they're very nicely done."
I looked at him suspiciously. "I painted them recently. They're of our back garden a few weeks ago. Father took the time to make a frame for it." Mrs. Kanda smiled. "That's very kind of him, they're very pretty."
We all sat down, Father on the far end of the table, Mother on the other end, Kanda next to me, and Mr. Tiedoll and Mrs. Kanda next to each other.
"So, Mr. Tiedoll, how did you come to meet this fine miss?" My Mother asked politely.
"Well you see, I am an artist,"
"Oh, you are? I can tell, no wonder you were interested in Alice's work." My Mother interrupted, I don't think she meant to though.
"Yes, and I went to Japan to expand my art collection, while I was there, I met Mrs. Kanda here. She was a single mother, and well, then we got married and what not." Mr. Tiedoll finished his story.
"Mrs. Kanda," My Father faced the woman. "Did your past husband pass away?"
"Oh, no, he was of, ah, how do I put this, he did not have a good temper." Her eyes went glassy. "So we got divorced."
"It wasn't a good experience I guess." I shrugged. My Mother threw me an angry look, I just shrugged again, "What? It's true."
Borace came in with a bunch of other waiters, "Tonight, we shall serve a ten course gourmet Thai dinner. First course: Beluga Caviar."
The waiters walked in with silver platters, they set each small plate in front of us. "Oh, Borace, thank you so much! I hope I hadn't put to much pressure on you to put this together!" My Mother said apologetically. "No, no. It was no trouble at all, it is my pleasure to serve you Miss." He bowed. "Well, Mr. Tiedoll, Mrs. Kanda, go ahead and taste it." She said gesturing to the caviar. Before everyone could pick up their forks, I wolfed the small amount of caviar down. "Yum, that was delicious." I exclaimed. My Mother was red with anger. My Father was white with surprise. Kanda raised an eyebrow, Mr. Tiedoll stared at me strangely. And Mrs. Kanda gasped.
It was deathly quiet.
My Mother took a deep breath. "Well," She tried to compose herself. "Please, eat, eat." She coaxed, trying to get everyone to stop staring at me. I could tell she was trying hard to not yell at me or something. The three guests slowly ate the caviar. And not a word more was uttered about it.
I turned to look at Kanda, who was sitting next to me, he had not given the outburst much thought, I don't think he cared even, and that made me angry. I mean, hello? I'm trying to force you out but you stubborn sack of vanity just will not go! Just confess and leave like the rest of them! If it goes to far, then the heartbreak will be even worse! Wait, what was that? What heartbreak? I don't love him! I don't! That's why I don't, I don't love him.
Do I?
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Ah…sorry for the late update, but I suppose it doesn't matter since no one is reading this anyways. But what do you think?
Does she love him?
~Byrdie