Hello! As you can see I've changed the name from French Kisses to Graceful Escape. I never really liked the first name and this one flows better and fits the story. I love all my readers and reviewers! Thank you all! The second chapter is finally done. Please enjoy!
As usual the translation to the dialogs are at the bottom.
Chapter 2
"Amu!" The nine year old child called as she ran towards her big sister. They were currently at the park. While Ami was running around playing, Amu was waiting for Ikuto Tsukiyomi to call. He is the detective Amu had hired to find the murderer, who killed her parents. They've only spoken over the phone so far and Amu has gotten curious to how he looked like.
"What is it, Ami?" It has been two weeks since their parents death and Ami was almost back to normal. She still cries herself to sleep every night but it used to be much worse. At least she was able to smile again.
"Can we go home now? I'm hungry." Ami said.
That was probably a good idea. It had gotten pretty cold outside and Amu hugged her coat closer to her body for warmth. A soft pink color formed on her cheeks as she walked hand in hand with her little sister back to their apartment.
They had only just walked through the door when the phone suddenly began ringing.
"Allô?" Amu answered.
"Bonjour mon chéri."
"Oh, Claude." Amu said with clear disappointment in her voice.
"Vous attendiez-vous à quelqu'un de autre?" Claude was confused by her tone of voice. She used of be so happy when he called.
"Non, pas vraiment." Amu sighed. "Ce qui est cela vous voulez?"
"Vous êtes libres ce soir? Je ai fait des réservations à notre restaurant préféré." They haven't really seen each other much since her parents death. Amu needed some alone time with her sister Ami, but Claude still called her everyday to see how she was doing.
"Je suis désolé. J'aimerais à mais je ne peux pas trouver un baby-sitter cela en retard et en plus je suis, ni prêt à lui laisser la paix encore." Amu had almost spent every minuet of the day with Ami.
"C'est parfait. Je comprends." You could clearly hear the smile disappeared in his voice.
"Pouvons-nous le faire autre temps?" Amu asked.
"Évidemment. Parlez-vous plus tard?" Claude tried so hard to hide the disappointment in his voice.
"Au revoir."
"Au revoir."
Amu was on her way to prepare lunch for a hungry Ami when only seconds after she hung up the phone, it started to ring again.
"Claude?" Amu answered.
A slight chuckle was heard from the other end. "Qui est Claude? Votre amant?"
"Qui est cela?" The voice was familiar to Amu, but she still couldn't put her finger on it.
"Aww. Je suis fait mal. Vous ne vous souvenez pas de moi?"
That teasing voice she definitely remembered. "Ikuto Tsukiyomi?"
"You really are slow." Ikuto said with a sigh as he changed to English.
"Have you found something new?" Amu wondered as she went in the kitchen to fix Ami a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
"I found some stuff. It's not a lot but at least it's a step forward. Whoever did this was very careful not to leave any trails behind and the police are trying to keep everything a secret so it's hard for me to get close." Ikuto explained.
"Tell me everything you know so far." Amu smiled at Ami as she placed her lunch in front of her on the kitchen table.
"I'd rather not do this over the phone. How about we have dinner together tonight?" Ikuto suggested.
"D-Dinner together?" Amu repeated.
"Yeah. I know you have been dying to how good looking I am." he teased like always does.
"What about my sister?"
"Bring her with you?"
Amu really was curious to what he looked like and it was about time that they meet. "Fine. What time?"
After they discussed the time and location to where they would meet, Amu went to get herself ready for her "date". He still refused to tell what he looked like. He only told her to meet him at this small fancy restaurant at the corner of town and to ask the bartender; he would bring her to Ikuto`s table. This only made Amu more curious. She could barely wait for dinner.
She finally had a excuse to wear her new dress that she bough a few days ago. The second she saw it in the store, she fell in love with it. When Amu was fully dressed, and had done her hair and make-up, it was time to help Ami fix a cute hairstyle. She always asked her big sister to help her. They were both really excited about this since both of them haven't been out to eat for a couple of weeks. It was almost time for them to leave when there was an unexpected knock on the door.
Normally Amu would see through the peephole first to know who it was, but this time she was so occupied with making sure that she had everything she needed in her purse, and just opened the door straight away.
"Bonsoir, mon chéri."
Amu looked up to meet the loving eyes of her boyfriend. "Claude?"
Claude leaned against the door frame with a huge smile on his face, that was before his eyes took in her appearance and he turned slightly confused. "Pourquoi êtes-vous si déguisés?"
Amu figured that it would be best not to give him the entire truth. "Ma sœur et moi sortons."
Claude frowned. "J'ai cru que vous avez dit que vous n'aviez pas le temps."
"Je sais. Je suis désolé mais c'est vraiment important et je promets de le faire jusqu'à vous." Amu said.
"Comment?" I was clear that Claude enjoyed the idea of her doing stuff for him.
"Je pensais cela..." Amu said in a seductive voice as she wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned into him. ".... Je pourrais recevoir un ami mien pour m'occuper Ami pour que vous et moi puissions avoir un jour entier ensemble seul."
Claude was about to respond to her suggestion when they suddenly heard someone pretending to throw up in the background. Both of them turned around to find Ami staring at them with a disgusted expression.
"Nous allons être en retard." Ami informed her older sister, who was currently sticking to her boyfriend like glue.
Amu quickly said goodbye to Claude, with a short kiss before she and Ami hurried to find a taxi.
Luckily they made it there in time. Amu did everything she was told to do. She went to the bartender and he brought her over to a small table in the corner by a large window, where a handsome man was waiting for her. His hair was as blue as the dark night. The beautiful blue locks that fell over his face looked even more amazing under the half moon. The man heard their approach and lifted his gaze to meet hers. His eyes were the same color as his hair but with a more ocean touch to it.
"Amu Hinamori?"
To be continued...
"Hello?"
"Hello my sweetheart."
"Were you expecting someone else?"
"No, not really."
"Are you free tonight? I have made reservations at our favorite restaurant."
"I'm sorry. I would love to but I can't find a babysitter this late and besides I'm not ready to eave Ami yet."
"It's fine. I understand."
"Can we do this some other time?"
"Of course. Talk yo you later."
"Bye."
"Bye."
"Who is Claude? Your lover?"
"Who is this?"
"Aww. I'm hurt. Don't you remember me?"
"Good evening. My sweetheart."
"Why are you so dressed up."
"My sister and I are going out."
"I thought you said that you didn't have the time."
"I know. I'm, but this is really important and I promise to make it up to you."
"How?"
"I was thinking...""... I could get a friend of mine to take care of Ami so that you and I could have an entire day alone."
"We are going to be late."
What is babysitter in French? Let me know. if I have forgotten to translate anything.
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