Ok then... Part of this chapter is based on an urban legend which means: IT. CAN. NOT. HAPPEN. I don't want you guys to hound me about it.
And this chapter is dedicated to the lovely Yamazaki Hikaru who made me a story banner
Banner: http / yamazaki-hikaru. deviantart. com/ art/ Story-Banner- 94184087
On a side note, I accidentally made Hitomi's mother have the same birthday as Mori. Blooper on my part. And lastly, I really need a beta...
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Chapter 31
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Slurp.
I stirred slightly from my slumber and rolled over. It was too early for things like being licked.
Slurp.
"Stop it Niku..." I swiped blindly at my dog, and missed him entirely.
Slurp
A slimy tongue went up my nose.
"FUCK!" I opened my eyes and swung my foot, intending to kick the short pug, only to come into contact with a much more solid form. A large reddish dog stared at me. I stared back.
Slurp.
I sighed and pushed the dog away.
Another gift from Denjiro no doubt... I guess I'm going to give him a call.
The dog jumped onto my bed (ruining my comforter) and collapsed next to me. I untied the customary Love Denjiro ribbon from around his neck and he plopped his head on my stomach. I yawned and scratched him behind the ears. I looked around. Niku wasn't in my room and that surprised me. I looked at the big dog.
"Did you eat Niku?" I asked him. He was the exact opposite of my small pug. Massive, muscular and slightly scary opposed to Niku, who was tiny, fat, and not especially impressive. But still, he was a beautiful dog, solid red, with a shiny coat and big brown eyes. I looked at the clock.
9:00 AM... Holy shit! I'm late!
I scrambled out of bed frantically and over to the closet, tripping over things as I went, I reached out for the handle to the door when a thought struck me.
It's Friday... we're off...
I looked up at the ceiling.
Please God, can I go one day without kicking myself in the head or stuffing my foot in my mouth?
Niku crawled out from under my bed and barked at me. I turned.
"There you are Niku." I said to him. I scooped him up into my arms and smelled a disgusting odor. I sniffed him and recoiled, holding him at arm's length.
"You smell..." He looked at me and panted. I scrunched up my nose.
"And your breath is terrible. You need a bath." I looked over at the dog on the bed.
"You too." He looked over at me with doleful eyes.
I suppose I really ought to give him a name...
I sat down on the bed with Niku.
Let's see... Yuji... Kenta... Akira... Arata... Daiki... Tetsuya... Kyo... oh I know!
I looked at the dog.
"Your name is Toshi." I said. The dog wagged his tail at me.
"Toshi it is then..."
I got up and pushed the heavy curtains away from the window. The sky was gray and gloomy outside and I smiled. It was a perfect day to invite Nekozawa over. I turned and started the search for my tiny cell phone. Before long I had searched under my bed, behind Madame Monet en costume japonais on the wall, behind my dressers and the vanity. The cell phone was nowhere to be found.
Stupid accursed instrument of evil...
I sighed.
Fine! I'll use the house phone!
I picked up my phone, dialed Nekozawa's number, and waited patiently for him to pick up.
"Hello?" he said.
"Hey Nekozawa."
"Oh, hello Hitomi."
"So anyway, it's kinda dark out today. Wanna come over? I'm gonna give my dogs a bath."
"I... don't think so."
"But why not?" I whined.
"I don't really like dogs..."
"But I need your help. Come on, it'll be lots of fun."
"Eh..."
"I have pineapple."
"Well... all right... I'll be over in an hour" he said.
"All right. See ya then." I said and hung up the phone.
Ok, time to get ready...
Subconsciously, I wanted to follow the twins' advice about beauty and stuff. I sat down at my vanity, grabbed my comb and began the arduous task of combing my hair. I must have had about two and a half feet of hair, as I'd been growing it out since I was eleven. Niku rushed over to me. This was his favorite part of the day, since he liked to eat my hair. Somehow he found a way to haul his chubby body off the ground and started snapping at the strands of my hair. I sighed and pushed him away.
"You're really ugly; you know that, don't you?" I said.
He looked back at me with a you-are-too look. I sighed and looked in the mirror. It was true, I was ugly, just like he said.
"You're right." I said and sat the comb down.
I need a haircut...
And I had an idea. An incredibly stupid, reckless, and crazy idea. I was going to cut my own hair. I'd wanted to do it since I was a little girl. I grabbed the scissors out of my vanity drawer and smiled wickedly. I grabbed one of the long locks and slowly... very slowly... cut it off.
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Mori had a bit of a problem. Well actually he had a huge, disastrous problem.
He had nothing to wear.
At least thirty different articles of clothing were strewn across his bed and he didn't think Hitomi would like a single one of them.
"Don't worry Takashi. I'm sure Hitomi-chan is going to love whatever you wear." Hunny said happily as he fiddled with Bun-Bun's ears. Mori sat down heavily.
"I'm sorry Mitsukuni."
All Mori really wanted was for things to go well on his date. He wanted to impress the girl he loved, have her love him back. Was that really too much to ask?
Now you readers may be wondering exactly what made Mori love Hitomi. Since Mori really isn't one for words I'll tell you. Mori wouldn't say that Hitomi was beautiful, not in the conventional sense of beauty anyway (aside from the fact she has double eyelids). She was just oddly... sensual, wasn't exactly the right world but it was close. There were subtle things about her, things that even she never noticed. The slight turn of her ankle when she walked. The dip in her elbow. The curve of her hips. The way her knee was slightly pinker than the rest of her leg. How she crossed her legs at the ankle. These were all very subtle things, but then, Mori was a subtle kind of guy. He also wouldn't exactly say she had a winning personality or that she was witty. But he could tell that she was truly kind at heart.
"Takashi?"
"Yes Mitsukuni?"
Hunny looked a little bit sad.
"If you and Hitomi started dating would that mean that you'd leave me out?"
Mori's stomach dropped out from under him.
"Of course not Mitsukuni." Mori said as he frantically tried to comfort Hunny.
"Good." Hunny said as he tried to look happy and play with Bun-Bun's ears again. But he couldn't help but be a little sad. Mori was starting to drift away. Just a little.
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I put my cigarette out in one of the glass ashtrays hidden in my drawer. I looked at my hair cut. I was quite pleased with it. I shook my head, pleased that all the extra weight was gone. There was a knock at the door.