So... I completely forgot passports existed when I wrote the first chapter of this story. Docholligay from Tumblr is the only reason I remembered, so... Yeah. This is the next and only chapter I'll ever add to a story? Haha.
"I don't understand," Usagi says as she takes a sip of her third milkshake, "Seiya wrote down your names in the wrong order on the contract, but the names on your ids say it in that order too. Why didn't you just," She pauses for a moment, "correct it when you ordered your passports?"
"I don't know… I bet Kou and Kou would know," Yaten smiles, her eyes going from Usagi and Minako to Taiki and Seiya. "Why is it that the name on my passport is also Yaten Kou instead of Kou Yaten?"
Seiya pushes back in her chair, holding her arms up defensively. "That's Taiki's fault! All her fault— Ow!" She rubs her side, and glares over at Taiki, "don't hit me! It's your fault, too!"
"You can't blame me! It was your fault." Taiki grumbles, grabbing a handful of Seiya's fries. "You had one job, again," She smacks Seiya's hand away when she tries to take back the fries, "and you failed me. I can't believe you."
"So it's all Seiya's fault?" Minako giggles, a small smile on her face. Taiki nods and Minako wiggles her eyebrows at Seiya, who flushes in embarrassment.
"So what happened that time?" Usagi asks, trying not to laugh as Seiya's shoulders slump.
"Look at me, Fighter!" Maker grabs Fighter by the chin, and forces the shorter girl to look up at her. "You fucked up once, but I really need you to not mess up again!" Her grip on Fighter's chin tightens when the other girl tries to pull away. "You have to write Kou as our last names! I've explained it before, in Japan people write their last names first!"
"Why can't you do it?" Fighter groans, shoving Maker back a few steps. "You're the damn genius here, why do I have to do this?" She folds her arms across her chest, leaning against the kitchen table. The last thing she wanted to do was order their stupid passports.
"You remember that concert we did?" Fighter nods. "You remember how it was very important for our careers?" She nods again. "You apparently messed up a little bit more than just our names." Fighter awkwardly takes a step to the side. "And, I need to fix our contract, and…" and the words turn into background noises as Fighter looks around the apartment. God, it's really bare. Maybe they can get a dog, those animals are cool looking. There aren't dogs on Kinmoku. Maybe they can bring a bunch back. Holy shit, what if dogs can be Sailor Senshi, too? "PAY ATTENTION FIGHTER!"
"Why can't Healer do it? She never does anything!" Fighter grumbles, glaring at Healer who is sleeping away on the couch. If she ever tried to sleep like that, Maker would shove her on the floor.
"She's only been asleep for…" Maker glances at the clock on the wall, "ten hours. She needs 13 hours of sleep. But, if you want her to do it, try waking her up." She shrugs, looking down at Fighter who quickly shakes her head. "I mean, the last time you tried to wake her up, you only got a broken nose."
Fighter glares, covering her nose and remembering how Healer's fist felt all those years ago. "Fine, I'll do it. Just tell me what I've got to do."
There are a lot of things Fighter doesn't like. She doesn't like the fact she's without her princess, she doesn't like reading paperwork, and she doesn't like people who crowd her. She is learning that she hates doing the stupid paperwork for passports, too.
It wasn't hard, exactly. Maker had made three folders with all the information she needed to hand the ladies behind the desks, like photos and proof of identification, along with a handwritten note with instructions for her.
It was just so boring.
Time went by so slow, the colors on the wall begin to blend together, and the tick-tick-tick wouldn't stop.
Fighter is going to die here, isn't she?
Alright, it's Kou as the last name, and Seiya as the first name. Last name Kou, first name Seiya. Last name Kou, first name is Seiya.
"Oh, excuse me?"
Last name Kou, first name Seiya. Last name Kou, first name Seiya.
Fighter glances up from her paperwork and smiles at the girl standing in front of her. She looks around the same age as Fighter is, and she's hot.
The girl smiles, and glances around, "Um…"
Last name Kou, first name Seiya.
Fighter raises an eyebrow, tilting her head to the side, "Yeah?"
Last name Kou, first name Seiya.
"Are you Seiya Kou from Three Lights?" The girl blurts out after a few seconds.
Last name Seiya, first name Kou.
"Yes, I am!" Fighter answers, sliding forward a little. Maybe being a celebrity won't be so bad…
"I'm back!" Fighter announces as she slams the front door closed before her. Healer is sitting on the couch, painting her toes, while Maker is typing away on her computer. "I did everything, and we'll get the portpasses in the mail in a few weeks!"
"Passports," Healer yawns, "don't be stupid."
"Shut up, Healer." Fighter yells, tossing her keys on the table. "Don't even talk to me, you should have gotten them, you lazy bum!"
Healer's eyes flick from her toes to Fighter. "Fuck off, Fighter," she says, narrowing her eyes at the youngest.
"I swear I'm going to bash your—!"
"Shut up!" Maker yells, getting up to stand in front of Fighter. "No fighting. Now, you did what I said right? Our last names Kou, right?"
Fighter huffs, "Of course I did! I wouldn't mess up again. I can't believe you don't trust me." She folds her arms across her chest and turns away. "I did everything right, and I even got a date, so shut up."
"What kind of girl is stupid enough to like you?" Healer laughs, throwing a pillow at the back of Fighter's head. Maker grabs Fighter by the wrist so the girl can't jump at Healer. "You're really ugly in that form."
"You're ugly!" Fighter hisses, "You're ugly and mean and rude and stupid!"
"Not as stupid and ugly as you are," Healer smiles as she gets off of the couch. "I'm going to my room," she says, walking out of the room. "Don't bother me, ugly girl."
Maker's grip on Fighter's wrist tightens as a warning. "Just ignore her," Maker whispers once Healer leaves the room. "She's mad that the fire alarm woke her up a full five minutes early." She shakes her head. "Anyways, so you did everything right? You promise?"
"I promise," Fighter grumbles, pulling her wrist away from Maker. "You're Kou Taiki, I'm Kou Seiya, and she's Kou Yaten."
After a few seconds of silence, Maker nods. "Alright… Thanks." She awkwardly folds her arms, before she smiles, "Uh.. I'm going to order food. Do you want something?"
"I'M GOING TO KILL YOU, SEIYA! YOU'RE A LYING PIECE OF SHIT!"
"Wha—?"
"YOU PROMISED ME! YOU PROMISED ME THAT YOU DIDN'T MESS UP!"
"I didn't!"
"YES YOU DID, KOU! GET OUT. OUT, OUT, OUT!"
"But it's snowing!"
"OUT!"
…
"How long are you going to keep her outside?"
"Forever."
"Can I have her hot chocolate?"
"Yes, Yaten, you can have all of her hot chocolate, because YOU DON'T MESS EVERYTHING UP!"
"You messed up because a pretty girl talked to you…" Minako says slowly, trying to contain her laughter. "How do you survive? How have you survived this long in life?"
"Yes, Kou, how have you survived so long?" Yaten asks, smiling at Seiya, who has her head on the table.
"Shut up," Seiya grumbles, kicking Yaten in the leg. "Taiki shouldn't have made me do it, especially when she knows I hate words and love girls."
"You promised me, Seiya," Taiki growls, grabbing Seiya's ear and twisting.
"Oooww!"
"Seiya, it's just a little pain. I thought you were a masochist!" Usagi laughs, wiping the tears from her eyes.
"Wait, what?" Yaten turns her head to look at Usagi, then at Seiya. "Did you two...?"
"Oh my, God!" Seiya groans, slamming her hands on the table before she leaves the table.
"Wait, Seiya, I can hurt you!" Minako exclaims as she jumps out of her seat to follow after Seiya.
Yaten watches as Minako chases after Seiya, then looks at Usagi then Taiki. "Kou really has bad luck, huh?"
Yeah, so let's all laugh at Kou! I wrote this chapter, mostly to fix my mistake, but also for my friend Allison. I hope you didn't forget me!
Please tell me what you think!