Chapter 11- Answer My Call
Later that morning there was a knock on the door. Csaza opened the door, "yeah?"
"Uh, hi. Is Dom home?" Omi asked.
"Yeah, hold on," Csaza opened the screen door. "C'mon in."
Omi entered the house. He looked around. It really was an Americanized apartment. On the wall he saw pictures of what he decided were the people in her group. One in particular caught his attention. It was of Dom, he guesssed it was an old one. It was a picture of her and the rest of the group. They were in grey uniforms and all of them looked very proud of themselves, but each one seemed a little depressed on the inside.
"Hey, Dom," he heard Csaza call up the stairs. "Someone's herer to see you."
" 'kay, I'll be down in a minute," Dom called back.
Csaza came back around the corner. He didn't know why, but his big brother mode kickedi n. "So," he said. "You're the Omi guy?"
Omi hesitated a moment. "Uh, yeah."
"Heh. Dom was right. Look," Csaza started.
Omi heard footsteps coming. He looked behind him, in the doorway of what was probably a living room, there was another guy. He was leaning on the door frame.
"Don't mess with Dom. Youhurt her and you're dead, got it?"
Uh, g-got it."
"Good," Csaza let a gently smile cross his face. "I thoguht we would come to an agreement."
"Who's here?" Dom asked as she was coming down the stairs. "Oh, Omi. Hi."
"Hey."
"Me and Dymetrio are going to go to the store. You want anything, Dom?"
"We need some more shampoo. Erika got into it last night and this morning it was all over Tom. Just grab me a pack of gum and some cola."
"Okay. Keep an eye on the girls," Dymetrio said as they walked out the door.
"You have babysitting duty I take it?" Omi asked.
"Yeah. Alex and Erika."
"Oh, I was gonna see if you wanted to come over for a while."
"I dunno. I can't exactly leave them here. They'd probably kill Tom, which isn't exactly a bad thing."
"You could bring them with."
"Well, let's go ask, I guess." Dom said. She turned and headed back up the stairs. Omi hesitated, he didn't know if there were any more guys in the house, and though he really liked Dom, he didn't really wanna get threatened by any more friends. Any way, he followed her upstairs.
They reached a room with a lock on the outside. Dom knocked, unlocked the door, then opened it. Inside, he saw the girl he met, Alex, sitting on the floor with a dog, playing a gameboy. "Hey, Alex," she looked up. "You wanna come over to Mi's with me?"
"Eh, I guess. Only if we stop by the video store before we come home."
"Sure. Get ready to go while I go get Erika." Dome and Omi walkedo ut of the room and down the hall. They went into another room with two beds, on one was an extremely large bag of sugar that was about half-empty. "Oh, no." Dom said when she saw it. She almost knocked Omi over as she ran out of that room and into another a few dooes down.
Omi ran after her. When he got into the room Dom was already half-way out the window. "Dom, what are you doing?"
"Erika will be on the rooma nd nearly tossing Toma nd Dyllan off if I don't get up there. Gimme a boost." Omi crossed the room and leaned half-way out of the window. He took Dom's waist in his hands and lifted her up to where she could climb fully onto the roof. His hands slide down her legs as she pulled herself over the edge.
Once she was up on top of the room Dom moved quickly to find Erika nad the others. She crossed over to the other side. Surely enough , there was Erka and she was trying to hit Tom and Dyllan with abroom. Tom and Dyllan were both on top of the chimney, rotating with Erika's rythmic swings. It looked like some sort of native dance, quite funny, but very dangerous. "Erika, hey, you wanna go over to Omi's with me and Alex?"
Erika paused for a moment and looked at Dom, her head tilted to the left. "You said he had cute friends, right?"
"A couple." Only Ken and aya is what Dom was thinking.
"I'm coming." Erika dropped the broom and followed Dom back to the edgwe by the widnow. Erika climbed back in first and Dom followed.
For a moment Dom and Erika watched Omi stare at a picture on Dom's beside table. "something interesting?" Dom asked.
"Oh," Omi jupened. "Just looking at the picture."
"Hey, I remember that day. Don't you, Dom?" erika said.
"Yeah. I do." Dom siad awaiting the embarassing story.
"You and Csaza were doing that kareoke contest in the middle of it Csaza threw out his armsand knocked you right off the stage. You landed right on that cute guy's lap. Then he thought you really liked him and he wouldn't let you leave until you gave him a big hun and a big ol' kiss!" Erika giggled. Dom looked to the floor completely embarassed.
"Seriously? You had to?" Omi asked.
"Ya…Yeah." Dom said a light pink tint crossing her face.
"Let's go," Alex said. "I'm getting bored. OH, and Seymour pissed on Tom's bed. Don't tell him."
"Yeah, okay," Erika said.
"Dom, why are you blushing? Oh, Erika told the kareoke story."
"Yeah. Uh, can we go now?" The four of them headed off to the flower shop. When they got there the place was flocked with fangirls.
"Look, it's Omi! Omi! What's he doing with those girls!"
"Oh, Omi!" Ouka yelled, a girl who had lived in Tokyo for almost with months, but thinks she owns the world.
"Oh, no," Omi siad.
Ouka walked right up to him and gave Dom, Alex, and Erika a dirty look. "Omi, I was wondering if you would like to come with me to the new dance club?"
"I'm sorry, but I'm already going with Dom,"Omi said.
Dom looked at Omi a little confused, but got he point that he didn't like this girl.
"Oh," Ouka said. "And this Dom character is who?"
"Me," Dom said.
"Uh huh," Ouka said looking at Dom's outfit. Dom didn't think her outfit was that bad. She was wearing a black tank top with a pair of baggy, black Jncos. It was dressed down compared to Ouka. Ouka was wearing a hot pink, overly tight t-shirt with a pair of black capris, and hot pink heels. Dom and alex thought they were going to go blind from the sun reflecting off of her top.
"Is there a problem?" Dom asked.
"Uh, no. Well, I guess we'll see each toher at the club then, hmmmm?" Ouka asked.
"Yeah, we'll see ya tonight." Omi said nervously.
"Well, goodbye Omi. Ummm….Dom, was it? Goodbye."
After Ouka had driven away in her Barbie pink covertable, Omi turned to Dom. "You have gotta come with me to the club tonight, please?" Omi begged.
"You really don't like that girl, do you?" Doma sked.
"No. She's lived here for eight months and she thinks she owns the world. She even thinks she owns me."
"I've lived here for like two weeks and I"ve ruled the world since I was fifteen," Alex said. "Just leave that bitch to me, she's goin' down." Alex and Erika started talking about plans for way to kill Ouka.
"So will you go with me tonight?" Omi asked.
"I guess I could," Dom said.
"Let's get inside, if we can get inside."
"I have an idea," Dom said. "Hey, Erika, Alex, c'mere. Do you two wanna have some fun?"
"Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!" erika said hyped up.
"What'd you have in mind?" Alex asked.
"Well, we do need to get inside." Dom said.
"Uhmmm?" Erika made a noise.
"Oh, yeah," Dom reache dinto her pocket and pulled out two sugar cubes. "here," she tossed them to Erika nad she munched them down. "Erika, attack."
Erika ran at the girls. Alex walked, but made her point known. After five minutes of terror, all the fangirls had run away. Ken and Aya couldn't have been happier. Yoji was disappointed.
"Hey, now that this place is empty we have three extra judges, Aya. What do you say we have our cook off, hmmm?" Ken asked.
"Sounds good to me. Stirgru? Dom, Omi, get in ehre we need you guys and Dom's friends to judge the cook off," Aya said.
"Awe man," Omi siad. "Let's go find a fire extinguisher."
Everybody went into the kitchen. Aya and Ken put on their cooking aprons. Everyone else tooka seat around the kitchen table.
"Let the best man win," Ken said.
"Just try not to burn the kitchen down," Aya said.
The contest began. Ken and Aya became Iron Chefs. Erika leaned over to Dom, "You were right. He does have some cute friends. Ooh, especially that red head. What's his name?"
'Aya," Dom said. "Maybe I can hook you two up if I takl to Omi."
"eh, but they're our enemies."
'So, you'll go on a couple of dates, nothing permanent, and as long as we don't get too attached we'll be fine."
"Okay."
-Twenty minutes later-
"Omi, get the fire exstinguisher!"
Omi spayed the coupurd that had caught on fire. "Well, Ken, you've done it again. Looks like I'm still the best cook. Better luck next time."