Hello! ^^
Sorry that this chapter is a day late. I didn't have time to update yesterday.
Just a heads up; I probably won't be able to update for a while. Finals and AP tests are coming up and my uncle is getting married. I'm gonna be uber busy.
But here is the new chapter. Enjoy. ^^
~Chapter 7~
Burn
"Oh my gosh! I can't believe it! You two are so adorable!"
I groaned. "Yoko…"
"I mean you had only been going out for three weeks when you decided to move in with him a week ago!" Yoko continued babbling as if she hadn't heard me. Lucky for me, she had refrained from using Spitfire's name.
His salon had opened up again and all the girls were talking about it. They were excited that he was back from his long "vacation". If only they knew.
"Maybe I should stop by and scope out his house."
"Yoko."
"Or maybe a should follow--"
"Yoko!"
"What?"
"Shut up."
"Awww, but--"
"So are you guys actually talking about a guy this time?"
I scowled as I turned my head to see Mika standing in front of my desk. "What do you want, Mika?" I sighed.
Mika rolled her eyes. "Well obviously I wanna know if you have I guy."
"And how is that any business of yours?" I asked.
She looked at me as if I was stupid. "Well I have to tell him how sorry I am for him. To be stuck with you must be awful. Especially with that arm of yours." She smirked and I just glared at her. "You won't tell me? Oh well. I'll find out eventually." With that, she turned and skipped away. Yoko and I stared after her. I leaned forward to rest my head on my hand.
"I hate girls." I deadpanned.
Yoko turned to me, face blank. "I'm a girl."
"My point exactly." Yoko feigned hurt and started to pretend cry in a corner. "Oh hush." I said. "Hey, Mika has an appointment at Spitfire's salon tomorrow, right?"
Yoko turned back to me. "Yeah, she's been bragging about it for the past two days. Why?"
"Oh, nothing. I just think that I should pay Spitfire a visit at work tomorrow." A sly smirk made its way to my lips.
Yoko's eyes lit up with mischief. "Can I come too?"
"Sure." I started plotting.
"So, Sarah," Yoko started. I turned toward her. "Have you guys started sleeping together yet?"
I felt heat rise in my cheeks. "Yoko!"
~0*0~
Yoko and I walked into the salon and sat down next to each other in the waiting room. The attendant knew who I was, so she didn't make an attempt to stop me or Yoko. I saw Mika sitting on the far side of the room, dressed up and reapplying her make up for what was probably the three billionth time. Yoko snorted next to me, making Mika turn to us. She looked surprised for a moment, but then glared at us. I smiled and waved before taking out my book and opening it. Yoko and I had dressed casual. She wore a pair of white washed jeans and a sky blue tank top. I wore a denim skirt that stopped at mid-thigh and a crimson T-shirt that purposefully showed off my scar.
It was only about twenty minutes later when I heard Spitfire enter the waiting room, escorting a girl out. I watched him over the top of my book. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Mika stand up, guess she was next. As Spitfire drew closer, I hid my eyes behind my book again. I heard footsteps approach me.
"Well, hello stranger."
I looked up to see Spitfire standing in front of me. I closed my book and placed it in my lap. "Hello."
"Hmmm…something about you seems different from the other girls." He said, softly enough so that only Yoko and I heard him. I shot a quick look a Mika to see her fuming; I guess Spitfire had ignored her.
"Perhaps it's because I don't fawn over you like they do." I replied, just as softly.
Spitfire smirked down at me. "Oh, but we both know that isn't true." I hid the smile I knew he could see in my eyes behind my book. Yoko giggled next to me and Spitfire flashed her a smile. He turned back to me. "So what will it be today, miss?"
"I don't want a haircut." I said.
"Really? Well then perhaps I should make you leave. Coming to a hair salon without wanting a haircut is a serious offence." He replied seriously. The playful glint in his eyes gave him away though; I giggled.
I lowered my book back to my lap rolling my eyes. "Well I suppose I could use a trim."
Spitfire smiled and bowed to me, holding out his hand. "My lady?" I smiled and took his hand, letting him pull me along. I turned back to see Yoko smirking evilly at Mika's fuming. I couldn't help but do the same and waved as I passed her.
Spitfire sat me in a chair and started cutting my hair before he asked, "So what are you really doing here?"
I pouted. "I can't visit you?"
"And you visit me at work because….?"
I sighed, knowing I had been caught. "Fine. There's this girl here who really gets under my skin--"
"Oh, so you're being shallow." He said.
I smiled. "Yep!" My smile changed into a slight frown as I continued. "I also have something I want to ask you."
"Shoot."
"Have you gone to see Kazu-kun yet?" I watched his reflection in the mirror in front of me. He stopped what he was doing and looked up.
He sighed. "I haven't."
"He and his team are having a practice tomorrow at their school."
"And you want me to go?"
"I think it would be a good idea. You really shouldn't hide from him." I said.
"He's probably going to be mad at me. Oh well. I suppose seeing his surprised expression will make up for that." Spitfire replied.
I chuckled as he finished. I stood and turned to him after examining his work in the mirror. "I don't think he'd be mad at you. He'd probably be happy or relieved more than anything else."
Spitfire gave me a quick peck on the lips before leading me out to the waiting room. Yoko stood waiting for me, a smirk still on her face, only this time it was directed at me. I held up a hand in warning. "Not a word." Yoko's expression changed to an innocent one, as if to say 'who me?'
I saw Mika watching us from the other side of the room. I smiled and waved. She stood up and walked over to us.
"What do you think you're doing, Sarah? How dare you!" she exclaimed in a harsh whisper. I just stared at her, cocking my head to the side. "How dare you act so familiar with him! He does not belong to you! He--"
Mika stopped short as Spitfire leaned in and gave me another kiss. This one lasted longer than the first, though. When Spitfire pulled back, Yoko squealed.
"You two are so cute!" She cried, jumping up and down.
I rolled my eyes and turned back to Spitfire. I raised an eyebrow. "Who's shallow now?" He smirked and gave me a peck on the check. "I'll see you at home, love." He said, and then turned and walked away. I turned back to Mika. She stood there, too shocked to move. I couldn't help it; I laughed. "Sorry, Mika. Looks like I win."
"I think you just crushed her dreams." Yoko said.
I shrugged. "She didn't go through what I went through. I was trampled, and, hey, I got back up. She can deal with it. Bye, Mika." Mika just stared at me as I walked out of the salon, Yoko following behind me.
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