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女らしいプログラム!
The Feminine Program!
Epilogue : Version One !
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Long, pale skinned fingers bordered by a light-blue sleeve tapped against the new plastic of the table top the girl whose fingers were attached to was currently sitting at. Huffing, annoyed, her green eyes glanced around to all the happy couples sipping away at their order desserts and drinks while she sat alone. Laughter filled her ears as one particular couple's actions seemed to yearn for her attention as the male began to spoon-feed his girlfriend some ice cream from his bowl. Of course, the blonde girl blushed opened her lips timidly while fervently streaking her eyes about to the people around her before feeling the cold of the metal spoon and sugary treat against her red-painted mouth, causing a mess.
Despite that now vanilla was dripping onto her expensive-looking shirt, they both laughed, earning admirable smiles from the other customers of the café.
However, the dark-haired girl watching the lovers was not all that touched by the boy's act. At another time and situation, she would have appreciated the frivolity and the sugary-sweet act, but today just wasn't her day it seemed.
She glared at the digital clock on the large screen on the other side of the busy city street, chiming lightly chiming when both the small and big 'hands' showed two o'clock.
He was half an hour late…
'Oh, let's go to that new café that just opened up in the city! I know you're dying to go there!' Weren't those precisely the warm, joyous words he had said when she told him that she would be off today? Hadn't he come up with this whole stupid idea, much like he always did? She felt so out of placed, and it almost seemed that she was being scrutinized for being without a companion, but she knew it was just her imagination…
"I'll order you the best dessert on the menu!"
'Pfft… Yeah right. Like he's here to even see the menu…' betrayed the memory as her fingers continued to obliviously attempt to 'pierce' the white plastic beneath them.
A soft spring breeze flew into the outside café, rustling the newly-blossoming bushes and cherry blossom trees around the beautiful stone deck. A few petals, she noticed out of sheer boredom, snapped away from the branches of the trees and floated along with the zephyr to only fall in a small, sparkling fountain beside her. The slight rippling of the clear water shimmer in the afternoon sun and somehow, it all brought a faint trace of a smile to her lips.
But he was still late…
And then, as if the Fates foretold of his coming in a simple display of two blossoms floating lazily together as if pulled to each other by some hidden bond, she heard rushing footsteps on the pavement to her right and some yelling.
"Ah! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"
"Oi! Watch where you're going, kid! Tryin' to knock someone over or somethin'?"
Rolling her bright jade eyes, she slowly slid her hands across the mosaic-styled table top. The rough bumps of pieced-together glass scraped against the soft pads of her fingers and her lips twitched thoughtfully at the picture of the Yin and Yang symbol. Even as she heard his hurried running steps, the idea still clung to her mind and her mind played his words from years ago…
"I want her to stay… I-I… I love her, Papa…"
Even after so long, she could still hear every bit of emotion drip from his words and everyday she thought of how lucky she was to have him…
And she was including his habit of being late. She would always think how adorable her partner was when he was flustered from having to run from place to place… Even though it frustrated her at times, she knew that the brunet could be forgetful and now that he had taken up a job alongside his father, he was as busy as ever.
'But he's here with me now, so why bother lingering on his tardiness?' thought Rock playfully.
"I'm sorry, Rock-chan! Papa made me stay to watch over the beginning tests for his new… Hey, Rock-chan, are you listening?"
Looking up slyly, Rock giggled at her flustered Hikari Netto still adorned in his lab coat and nametag, obviously oblivious that he had yet to take them off before he left. He must have looked like some madman running down the street... some probably thought that he had escaped from some psych ward…
"Rock-chan!" Netto proclaimed and exaggerated his annoyance with a stomp of his foot. This only brought more giggles to his partner who then pointed to the café's chalkboard with a lithe finger, a wide, cat-like grin on her cute face. The young man's gaze trailed over to the board where he saw a dozen or more desserts and drinks along with their prices written in colored chalk. Much to his amazement, several of the desserts were more expensive than three full curry combos at '#1 Curry.'
"Rock-chan… why are they so expensive?!" whined the newly-established scientist as he gained the curious glances of the other customers. Turning his head when he heard that giggle once more, he met the gaze of emerald orbs with his dark brown ones. The sun gleamed in her beautiful eyes and highlighted the childish glitter that suddenly appeared in them. For one being so kind and compassionate, Rock could take on a fox-like disposition in almost a second's notice.
"You told me the best dessert, Netto-kun… That vanilla ice-cream treat that the two lovebirds over there are feeding to each other looks good…"
Netto found himself blushing scarlet when he saw the two 'lovebirds' lip-locked and with vanilla trailing down their chins. To his amazement, he was able to pick up on what his ex-NetNavi hinted and when he moved closer towards her with a look of shock and humiliation on his handsome young face, he caught sight of her wink.
"Oh, c'mon, Netto-kun! You did say the best! And don't you think as your girlfriend I deserve the best?"
"W-well… Yes, b-buuut…" Netto brought a hand to his shirt collar and began to stretch the material out. Had it suddenly gotten hotter?
"Fine then!" Rock interjected happily, her sweet 'innocent' smile making the brunet even more uncomfortable. She then turned to the nearest waitress in a movement of light blue fabric and midnight blue tresses and asked for one vanilla treat and one spoon. The waitress glanced between the two, finding them a bit of an 'odd couple' and then went on to obtain the wanted dessert, snickering to herself quietly.
Netto, with his cheeks still reddened and slightly puffed out, sat down sluggishly as his 'girlfriend' began to go on about a variety of different topics and when the treat came out for them to eat, he found it easier with each spoonful to accept the 'mushiness' of their relationship.
After all, he had made the choice to keep Rock-chan with him… He might as well enjoy the wonderful vernal weather, the delicious vanilla ice cream, and the company of the one he cherished deeply beyond all others.
And she would be there, no matter what.
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"I love her…"
"And does she love you, too?"
"Netto-kun… Yes… I… I love you too…"
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End of TheFeminineProgram
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All right, now before everyone goes "oh no!" just wait! IF there is enough feedback that wants a second version, then I will be more than happy to do it! It will be a while… Of course, me and another FF writer cuore ridente (she's so cool! XD) made a deal where we would do one-shots. So it'll be a while before I get around to do the second version.
But, of course, I wish to thank everyone for reading and reviewing! I hope you enjoyed reading this story but, alas, everything must end! So happy holidays!