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Summary: Edward and Bella go to a Japanese restaurant, but what troubles will Bella get into now…?

Bella's State: Human

POV: Bella

Sushi

"Would you like to come or not?" Edward asked, holding the car door open. I was standing in font of my small house, contemplating whether I would like to be in a 200 mph car. It wasn't a hard choice, but when Edward was thrown into the mix, it could get a bit confusing.

"But…" I looked nervously at my feet.

"Bella, you know I won't crash. Come on," He looked at me pleadingly, "I want to go to dinner with you."

I looked hopelessly into his eyes and I immediately obliged. He knew what he was doing to me, yet he wouldn't stop. As I walked forward, he eased me into the car, holing my hand. He was in the driver seat in seconds.

"So, I was thinking Japanese, just to do something different." He said before backing out of the drive way and going down the road, toward Port Angeles.

Finally, we arrived. I held Edward's hand as I shakily got out of the car. He looped his arm around my waist and guided me to the restaurant. It had a small sign at the top saying Osaka Sushi. Though I didn't know what it meant, I still tried to decipher it as I looked up at the sign.

"Bella, it isn't important." Edward whispered in my ear as I stood in front of the place and stared at the sign. Edward was pulling me toward the door and he must have seen my dilemma.

"Do you know what it means?" I asked, looking up at him. He smiled at me as if it was a stupid question.

"Bella, did you not study geography?" He asked, shaking his head. I just shrugged, "Osaka is a major city in Japan."

"Oh." Realization dawned on me. He nodded and started pulling me toward the door. He held it open as I walked inside. It was dark and was lit with small lanterns made of paper. I vaguely heard Edward asking for a table for two.

The small Japanese women sat us at a small table by the window, secluded from everyone else. Edward pulled out the chair for me, (such a gentleman) and I sat. The woman set down the menus and walked off, her small shoes clapping loudly on the ground.

"How are you going to manage?" I asked, nodding my head over toward the kitchen of the restaurant.

"Like always." He said, shrugging. I then looked down at my menu reluctantly; I never wanted to look away from his face. The names of everything confused me. Yeah, I had been to a Japanese restaurant before, but Charlie or Renee always ordered for me.

"Having trouble?" Edward asked, seeing my confused expression.

"Well, I can't figure-"

"It's okay, I'll order." He cut me off with is finger to my lips. I nodded, though confused. He didn't eat human food, how was he supposed to know what was good?

The waiter came after a few minutes of Edward and I staring at each other. The waiter's voice brought me out of my daze. I looked up reluctantly to see a male waiter. Yes! No lustful stares toward Edward.

"Would you like anything?" He looked at me directly, staring. He had huge arms surely from hours in the gym, and his skin was extremely tan, giving off an orangey-fake glow. I didn't know what to do, so I looked down, blushing. I heard Edward clear his throat loudly and the waiter looked slowly over to him, having an aggravated face on.

"Yes?" he said, seeming as if he was being disturbed.

"Can we have edamame and California rolls? And…what would you like to drink?" He looked at me.

"Just water please." I said quickly, avoiding the waiter's eyes. The waiter nodded and stood there for a minute, just looking at me. I heard Edward growl very quietly, and the waiter sped off.

"That boy is such an…"

"Edward, it's okay." I calmed him, putting my hand on his arm that was resting on the table. He visibly calmed to my touch, and he smiled.

"My Bella, you don't know how much I love you." He whispered, putting his chin in his other hand.

I smiled as started to say something, but the stupid waiter came. He took in my hand on Edward's arm and he scowled. Hey! I have no connection to you, so you have no right to be mad! I moved my arm and he set down these green beans. He finally walked away after looking at me in a scolding manner.

"He kind of annoys me." I gestured with my thumb over my shoulder.

"Don't worry, he annoys me too." Edward growled, looking off past my shoulder.

"Edward." I snapped my fingers in front of his face after a few moments of silence. He looked back at me and sighed.

"Okay, so do you know what this is?" He asked.

"No." I said, looking at the steaming green beans.

"This is called edamame. The skin part you don't eat, but there are little bean things on the inside." He held up a green thing to me and I took it. I opened it with my hand and popped in the three beans. I looked up to see Edward laughing quietly.

"What?" I asked, putting down the skin of the bean.

"I have never seen anyone eat it like that. They usually squeeze it out with their mouth." He said, shaking his head and trying to contain his laughter. I scowled and picked up another. I put it in between my lips and tried to squeeze it out, except I didn't taste anything. I took it out of my mouth and saw it had no more beans left.

"What happened to the…?"I started to ask Edward, but he as laughing that kind of laughter where it is so much there is no noise. I smiled at my angle having such a good time, but I was curious why he was laughing. But my thoughts were cut short but a fist pounding down on the table.

"Young lady!" I looked up to see a rather big (fat) women standing at our table, glaring at me. "Please keep your food in your mouth!" She yelled.

"Yeah!" I heard a few voices in agreement. I just looked hopelessly up at the gathering people.

"What do you have to say for yourself?" The lady asked, now a few other people behind her, giving me the same cold stare.

"Um…" I looked over to Edward. He was still laughing! "I'm sorry…" It sounded more like a question than a statement.

"Damn right." A man behind her said and turned back to their table. Everyone reluctantly went back to their dinners, the big lady lastly.

"Edward, I can't believe you didn't help me." I hissed.

"Oh," He was breathing hard now, trying to recover from his laughing. "I'm sorry, it was just too funny. I couldn't take it." He said, starting to laugh again.

"What happened?" I asked. I truly had no clue.

"You were eating…then it went flying…and it…it…" He couldn't finish his sentence because he started laughing again. I rolled my eyes and took my edamame. I peeled it open with my hands and ate it while watching Edward's laughing quiet down, and once he looked at me, start up again.

"Edward, seriously." I said, seeing the waiter making his way over.

"Here are your California rolls." He said, putting them down on the table. "Would you like anything else?"

I looked up and in the corner of my eye, I saw Edward immediately straighten up. I shook my head and the waiter left, eyeing Edward cautiously.

"I don't like him." Edward shook his head. I just rolled my eyes and waited for him to explain this food. I had seen this before, and I think I usually ate it.

"So, this is a California roll." He said, looking at the plate. I nodded and got my chopsticks out of the paper package they were in. I put them nervously in my hand and picked up a California roll. It was about to fall, I could tell, so I put my mouth under it. It dropped in and I chewed with a full mouth.

"Bella, why do you have to be so…" Edward didn't finish his sentence. He just smiled at me. I took another roll in between my chopsticks and started putting it into my mouth. Just as it was an inch away from my mouth, I squeezed it too hard and popped out of my sticks. It flew toward the big lady's table that was mad at me. I saw it in slow motion as it lobbed right into her fake-looking hair. She had a disgusted face as her hand crept up to her hair. Once she found what was in her hair, her face became red with anger. I was so scared I couldn't even look away. The women started looking around the room and then her eyes locked with mine. I stared wide-eyed at her, not sure what to do.

"ARGH!" She yelled and pounded her fists on the table, making everything on it jump a bit.

"Get her out of this restaurant!" She yelled at the top of her lungs.

"Bella, darling, I think it is time to leave." Edward whispered. I nodded, but didn't make a move to get up. Edward tugged on my hand and we started running for the door. We finally got into the car and I went in, slamming the door behind me. Edward was already in the seat next to me. We sat there in silence for a few minutes, me panting from running. From the corner of my eye I saw Edward's face turn to mine. I looked and saw him smiling at me.

"Nice." He shook his head.

A/N: Just wanted to do a little short one. Cute, huh?

So i'm doing this real good story now and i want to finish it before i post it. It will be an acutal STORY not one shots...so if you like my writing, look out for that ;)!

thanks!

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