Overseas Miracles
Chapter 27
Inescapable Truth
-Cellular phone alarm rings-
The blaring noise was the most annoying thing that France didn't want to hear first thing in the morning especially when he had a very busy night. Unwillingly, he reached out for his phone somewhere on the bed and blindly pressed any key button to make it stop. Minutes later, he cursed begrudgingly for he cannot go back to sleep at all. 'It's still 7:00 in the morning. Dammit!'
This time, a phone call came up. "Curse this morning!" he grunted and viciously took his phone and forcedly pressed the answer button, not looking who exactly was calling him.
"What?" he sneered, receiving a familiar chuckle from the recipient.
"Hey, I guess someone woke up at the wrong side of the bed. Chill down, France." His mother said.
"Oh, I'm sorry, mom. I was not checking who it was, thinking that it was my manager who is going to remind me about my job for the weekend." He murmured, relaxing himself from his temper.
"I see, your manager worried too much if you did forget your jobs. You know that will be 5 days later, right? It's too far. Well, I can't blame you. My child always thinks that education is the top priority." She laughed proudly. "Okay, let me guess, is that the one with your uncle Kuu with who is playing as the protagonist." She presumed.
"Uhuh. It's just a guest appearance anyway. Is there something you need from me, mom?" he asked as he rubbed his sleepy eyes and lazily lay down back on the white fluffy pillow.
"About that, I just want to let you know that your father is coming back from Ireland and I want you to be here at home by eight o' clock in the evening. Let's have a welcome dinner for him." She said.
"Really, mom?! That's great! It's been a month already. Why didn't he inform me about this?" he inquired suspiciously.
"Well, since our baby France is a little bit of busy for the whole week spending time with his newfound girl and worst of all, he even spent the night in her place, I just told him that he can't just call you at any time he wishes." She said jokingly knowing that this could fluster him to no end. For sure, this would make her son wide awake and shout.
"Mom! She's not my girlfriend! You know well that we are very determined to give our best for our theatre arts. It's not my fault that Mr. Homo-Gay Perfectionist paired us for this task. I'm not inside her bedroom or anywhere near her this time. Plus, she's not my type. Also, we hated each other and we would never agree to each other if we oppositely like or dislike new ideas." He exclaimed profusely while strutting hysterically back and forth from both ends of the bedroom.
"Wow, you're denying that much, huh? Well, it can't be helped. People say; the more you hate, the more you love." She laughed at his little speech.
"MOM! Stop teasing me! It can't be helped, okay?" he heave exasperatedly.
"I knew it! You really did like her." She said in victory.
"Didn't I just say that I don't like her, mom?" he inquired in his monotone voice.
"Yes you did but I you can't fool your mother, France. And you clearly know that." She said bluntly.
France sighed in tiring defeat knowing that he doesn't stand a chance to deny what his mother had precisely said. He admits. For the past days with Kyoko, the wind had leaded him to the opposite direction of his intentions.
"France, dear are you there?" his mother called.
"Yeah, mom." He exhaled noisily.
"So, how was the progress of your assignment? You're going to present it this afternoon, right?" she asked.
"Yes, We had already edited some parts for our video until 2 o' clock in the morning." He said.
"Huh? I thought you are going to present it as an on-stage play…" she inquired thoughtfully.
"About that, he said that he won't have the time to do some scheduling for the entire class to present in every meeting. This time he had changed his mind to have our assignments video-taped. He wants a cinema type now. Thanks to my friend, Evan. He had lent us the studio for free and he even volunteered to film us." He explained earnestly.
"Oh, I see. I understand Mr. Jacob's reason anyway. Lately, he had received lots of movie offers. Maybe that could explain why he wants the whole class to show their tasks. Theatre arrangements take a lot of time and energy anyway." She rumbled.
"I agree, mom. Girls can't help falling on his charms. Sad to say that he is a 'Mr. Homo-Gay Perfectionist" France said jestingly.
"So, how long have you been holding yourself for the past few days with her?" he could sense his mother grinned evilly on the line.
"What are you trying to imply, mom? We kept on quarrelling over our ideas. Yeah, the worst team of all." He said sarcastically.
His mother waited for him to speak more.
"On the other hand, we did manage well in the end. I'm so blessed to have a partner like her. She's so talented that she could easily speak and perform her movements unpredictably. It seems like I was totally washed over by a tidal wave due to the intensity of her acting. There was one part she had even leaded me without knowing! In the end, we didn't follow what was written on our script!" he laughed jokingly. France remembered the time wherein he can't hold the urge to kiss her even if the scene didn't require it. He had been cursing their teacher of assigning them such an erotic concept. There was even the time he blushed just because of the oozing allure that she emits when she looked at seductively straight in the eye as she crossed her long sexy legs while on the love seat.
"Is that so? Earlier, you were irritated of how you don't get along with each other and now you're telling me that she's the best partner that you could ever wished for. Which one is the truth, France, hmm?" his mother rambled non-stop.
"Mom… I…-"he was immediately interrupted.
"Oh, look at the time! France, I have to hang up. I am expecting guests to arrive soon so I have to clean up" she said.
"Okay, mom." He said.
"Bye, son. Say hi to your aunt Lily and uncle Kuu. Oh, don't forget to give your girlfriend a good morning kiss! Also, you can invite her for dinner. I've been talking about her to him some time ago. Bye bye baby!" and then she finally hung up, leaving France gaping like a gold fish.
"Geez, you're such a tease, mom." He mumbled as he punched the words on his phone to send it to his mother.
Someone knocked on the door and opened it slowly.
"Oh, I see you're already up. Good morning, Ceecee. Just go down stairs for breakfast, okay? I think Kuu is almost done with it." Julie said with a bright smile.
"Good morning, Aunt Lily. Okay, I'm going down in a minute." He said as he stood from the bed and get ready to wash and change.
As he took the flight of stairs down to the living room, he could smell the savory taste of food. He guessed that there were sautéed onions, garlic, ginger, tomatoes and other spices. He wondered what his uncle is cooking right now. As he reached the dining hall, he was stunned to see his uncle Kuu crying on the table.
"Uncle Kuu, what's wrong?" he asked in wonder.
"Oh Ceecee! You can't believe that my daughter went against my wishes!" he wailed childishly.
"Kyoko?" he said in confusion
"She's in the kitchen right now. Oh I just don't know what to do to her when it comes to this." Kuu placed his hand on his forehead. With that, France went to the kitchen to see what's really going on.
"Kyoko, how dare you disobey your father?!" He shouted at from the kitchen entrance.
"Eeeek!" Currently, she is placing the vegetables on the frying pan and it startled her when one of the vegetables slip from the chopping board and accidentally hit her hand at the edge of the frying pan.
"Oh my god, you burned your hands!" France quickly rushed for her aid.
By then Kyoko is now holding her burnt hand under the cool running water.
"Are you okay? I'm sorry if I did startle you. Let me see." He said in worry as he held her hand to see the burnt part.
"No! It's nothing. It's just very small. It's not even evident." She protested quickly.
"No… wait here. I'll get you some cream." He said and searched for the first aid cabinet.
"That's weird. He just shouted at me and then here he is now very concerned with my little burn. What a strange person." Kyoko thought.
"Here, let me put some cream." He said as he pressed out a little amount of cream on his finger and spread it on her affected skin.
"Ouch." She yelped at the contact.
"Oops. I'm sorry. I'll apply it gentler this time." He said smilingly.
"Whaa… His smile is so handsome. Duh. For a stupid boy like him, he still even has a gentle side." She wondered.
"There. I'm really sorry, Kyoko. It seems that you were too focused on what you were cooking. But wow. You can really cook?" he asked in a little excitement.
"Yeah, it's been my hobby since I started when I was 2 years old. I think?" she looked up the ceiling as if remembering when exactly did she started.
"Wow… That's great. Now tell me. What did you do to make your father Kuu cry? He said you had disobeyed him." He asked firmly.
"Oh, that. Well, I just forbid him to come into the kitchen this morning. I have been telling him before that I will be responsible to cook for today's breakfast but then he was not keeping his words lately and then since he has a busy day, I just want him to rest for a moment and…" she mumbled the rest of her words silently.
"Okay, I get it. Now you have received your karma for not allowing him in the kitchen." He said jokingly.
"Say that to your bad mouth!" she spat. France could feel it again. If he argued more, then they will end up fighting all over again.
Expecting a violent objection from him, he just sighed instead. Kyoko was readying herself for it.
"I'm really sorry about that." He frowned. "Let me cook instead." He added and took the ladle from the pot.
"You'll cook?" she asked. She was stunned to hear him say that he would voluntarily cook.
"You heard me. Don't underestimate me. I know how to cook. It is one of my skills by the way. I see, you're cooking fried rice with various vegetables. That's healthy. Why don't we add some more spices?" He said as he slowly stirred soup.
Kyoko just kept on gaping at him. She couldn't believe what she just discovered. Thinking that he is some kind of a spoiled brat, what she is witnessing right now is that France is now skillfully mincing small onion leaves and ginger. He threw them all in the pot and took a sip from it.
"Hmm. Try to taste it. It's good!" He offered the metal ladle to the still gaping Japanese girl.
"What? Have you fallen for me more?" He asked with a sexy grin.
"Whaaat?!" she managed to returned to her senses. She grabbed a spoon near her and took a taste from the pan. There is no way she is going to use the ladle he just used for tasting. As she brought the spoon partly filled with fried rice to her mouth, she blows it a little to cool down and slowly tasted it. She can't believe what she just tasted.
"Yes, you're right. It tastes good! I didn't expect you can be good at this." She praised as she gave him a big thumbs up.
'How can you be too cute? All I want to do right now is t hug and kiss you all day if you let me.' he thought wishfully as his heart fluttered at her compliment. Plus, he felt like he was brought to cloud nine when she smiled at him with such pure innocence.
AUTHOR's NOTE:
It seems France is the star in this chappie… *laughs*
Hey readers! It's been a while but I guess this may be the last chapter for a while or I'll add one or more before our class begin again in our university.
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Maybe my next update will be sadly during Christmas vacation. I have five days to go… See yah soon!
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