Hello readers! I am sososososososo sorry that I haven't posted in literally AGES. It's winter break now so I was able to write more. If we're lucky, I'll get another chapter out before I go back to school! Big action coming in chapter eleven, by the way.
Thanks to shannonb7593 for getting my sorry butt back over here!
Now enjoy chapter nine.
Nearly half an hour later, their meal arrived, the waitress struggling under the weight of the mounds of food that the teenagers had ordered. "Here you are," she said with a forced smile, lowering their plates to the table and rushing off as fast as she could.
"Now, this is going to be an organized competition," Satoshi announced. "Yoshiki, you're the referee." The blond nodded resolutely.
"He's biased!" Naomi complained.
"I will be the most neutral referee you have ever seen," Yoshiki promised, crossing his heart.
"You'd better be."
After the plates of food were organized in front of them and Ayumi had scooted away from the "splash zone", Yoshiki counted down from three and the two competitors chowed down.
By the time they reached the last plate, Naomi and Satoshi had slowed down considerably. Satoshi had soy sauce smeared on his chin, along with a streak that was mysteriously located just above his right eyebrow. Naomi had taken the more elegant route, choosing to swipe at her face with a napkin as she chewed. Ayumi sat cringing at the amount of food they had already ingested - she surely would have been sick by now. Yoshiki's emotions were equally divided into wonder and disgust.
I'm not trying that anytime soon, both spectators thought.
A few minutes of laborious chewing and scraping of plates followed, Yoshiki watching closely so he wouldn't miss the big finish. And the first to swallow their last bite... was Naomi!
Less than a split-second later, Satoshi gulped down his final piece. "I did it!" the brunette crowed, pumping his fist in the air.
"I did it first!" Naomi replied, equally cheerful as she wiped the soy sauce from his forehead with an unused napkin.
Satoshi frowned. "No, I'm fairly sure I won... Yoshiki?" He turned to his friend questioningly, raising a tawny brow.
Yoshiki stroked his chin. "Let's see the instant replay," he joked. "Hmm... Seems like Satoshi finished first!"
"WHAT?!" Naomi and Ayumi shrieked indignantly. Yoshiki cowered under their glares.
"You heard him," Satoshi said confidently. "I finished first."
"Are you sure about that, Kishinuma-kun?" Ayumi asked in a sultry voice, staring into his grey eyes with her dazzling blue ones half-lidded.
"Ah, n- I, uh- you-" Yoshiki stumbled over his words, struck speechless by her sudden allure.
"Kishinuma-kun... Didn't Naomi win?" Ayumi purred, so close that her sweet-smelling breath tickled his ear. She was rewarded with a sharp intake of breath and a small noise that could be construed as agreement.
"I thought so."
Satoshi was outraged. "She used her feminine wiles! There's no feminine wiles in eating competitions!"
Naomi shrugged, looking at Ayumi admiringly. "If it works, it's allowed."
"That's a terrible motto," Satoshi grumbled, but he relented. He had already been beaten at bowling, after all; he might as well have lost at eating too.
"Sorry, Satoshi," Yoshiki said sheepishly, a deep blush across his cheeks.
"You couldn't help it," Ayumi replied with a smug grin on her face, nudging him teasingly.
"Could so," the blonde mumbled, rubbing the back of his head with embarrassment.
"Of course," Naomi pretended to humor him.
"Anyway, let's eat quickly, Kishinuma-kun," Ayumi said. "After all, I haven't forgotten your punishments for losing at bowling."
The boys groaned while Naomi and Ayumi high-fived.
"What do you have planned, you mastermind?" Naomi wondered under her breath.
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