(May 23th, 2010)
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CHAPTER 15: Bargains

~KPOV~

That morning Hikari woke up from the first nightmare free sleep in a week; Takeru was lying with his arms wrapped around her, still wearing his jeans and green American Eagle t-shirt. Instead of the usual nightmare she suffered from she dreamt of Takeru and things that made her blush recalling them. She shook her head clearing it; he was her best friend, the feelings she dreamt about were just blown out of proportion, until she sorted things about with Daisuke they we friends; the best of friends, the kind that would die for each other. As she pictured Daisuke in her head, instead of the dreaded fear she felt a few days ago, she felt a mixture of feelings; anger, confusion and… love? Hikari decided it was much too early to be thinking of these things; she glanced over to the door to see that it was closed. Then she remembered that her parents knew everything, a wave of ease rush over her knowing she didn't have to relive that experience telling them. It was almost as if Takeru knew she wanted to tell them but wouldn't have to courage to say it out loud. She breathed in and inhaled the lovely scent of a cooking breakfast; she nudged Takeru and he yawned loudly, making her yawn too.

"Five… more… minutes…." He mumbled as his arms automatically flexed drawing her closer to him. She giggled as ruffled his soft blonde hair.

"Don't you want food first?" That got his attention, his stomach growling with hunger; she scowled at him. "Didn't you eat anything last night?"

"Nope. I was too worried about a certain someone to remember to feed myself." he stood up off the bed and stretched his arms up, Hikari noticed he was still in his jeans and tee.

"You didn't change either? Geez TK what am I going to do about you?" He chuckled, smiling at her exposing his white teeth.

"Stop fussing, god you sound like my mother, oh and speaking of her, she'll be coming home soon." Hikari opened her mouth but Takeru put a hand up stopping her. "Don't ask when, even I don't know, she just shows up randomly." She laughed getting up as well and ambled over to him and hugged him.

"Thank you."

"For what? That's what friends are for."

"For everything. You really helped me out when I needed it." She pulled away looking up into his face.

"I'm glad you're feeling better now, you last night you seemed like you didn't have any nightmares, am I right?" She nodded looking pensive, her brow furrowed.

"Yeah, for some reason it feels like things are better now. I feel different and change is going to happen soon, but I don't know what's going to change. It's kind of scary." They opened the door and walked towards the heavenly smell.

"Maybe it'll be for the better, they say things always have to get worse before they get better." She shrugged as they turned the corner.

"I hope so, I think I've had enough worse for--- Oh my god." When they entered the dining room, the table was covered in food; pancakes, fruit, waffles, bacon, sausages and French toast. Tai and Susumu were already sitting down munching while Yuuko brought in a steaming plate of scrambled eggs. They looked over and smiled, waving them towards the table.

"Good morning! Come and eat, you two must be hungry." They slowly wandered over; Hikari was still staring suspiciously at her parents. Takeru sat next to Tai and started to chat with him and Hikari sat beside her father; Susumu reached over and rubbed her back, smiling at her. They were handed plates and Takeru dug in looking like a man eating his last meal. Hikari just stared as how normal her family was acting; everyone was in one room, and not arguing about something. Well this must be a record she thought as she took some French toast and drizzled maple syrup over them. The rest of breakfast was like any other regular family meal, people were pleasant to one another and the food was delicious. Of course Hikari forgot it was a eleven o'clock on a Wednesday and therefore they were missing school and her parents weren't at work. But her parents just said they wanted to have the day off and had already called the school to tell them both Takeru and Hikari weren't going to be at classes. After breakfast Yuuko exclaimed that she wanted to take Hikari out for a girls day out; manicures, pedicures, haircut and clothes shopping while the Susumu pronounced that he had booked a tee time for the three men at noon. Takeru was surprised that he was invited but Susumu explained that since he was already missing school he might as well have some fun doing it. They took the elevator to the underground parkade and walked over to two cars; Susumu took out the keys to a deep red Audi Locus while Yuuko opened the door to a sleek metallic grey Range Rover. Takeru stopped dead in his tracks staring at the vehicles; everyone got into the cars, only Susumu waited, standing the open driver's door. He grinned at Takeru's expression and motioned for him to come over. He slowly moved to the passenger and got in trying not to touch anything; Hikari giggled as she watched them drive away guessing that Takeru would be having a hell of a time for the rest of the afternoon.

Surprisingly Hikari had a great time as well; she had her hand and toe nails painted a blood sparkly red and her hair was streaked with under-layers of various browns. As far as clothing she was taken to the designer shops on main street and picked out multiple tops, pants, jeans and jackets. The best thing she picked out was a Chanel white strapless tube satin dress with a sweetheart neckline. The bust had a pleated and padded empire with a layer of pleated fabric that overlaps the front of the dress from the empire line to the bottom hem. The dress tightly hugged Hikari's hips and thighs, and ended above her knees. She couldn't wait to wear it for the upcoming dance; Miyako was going to be over moon when she saw it. Driving back Hikari had changed into washed out blue Guess jeans, a leaf green Dior cashmere v-neck, a soft black leather jacket and gold hoop earrings; she felt a thousand times better now that she'd gotten out and spend time doing about mindless things. They reached the parking lot to their building and saw that her father's car was back; they got back to their condo, taking off new Coach flats her and her mother walked into the living room to see Tai, Takeru and Susumu laughing and drinking a couple beers. Yuuko and Hikari looked at each other, eyebrows raised.

"Men." They spoke in unison then giggled, walking over to join them. The guys looked up and Takeru saw Hikari and choked on his drink, Tai slapped him on the back, chuckling.

"Jesus TK could you be more obvious?" Susumu laughed, Yuuko coming over and pecking him on the lips; Hikari blushed looking down at her outfit.

"Does it really look that bad?" Takeru was still coughing; eyes wide he shook his head but couldn't talk. Tai shook his head, he was plainly amused.

"No Kar, I think you should take that as you've rendered him speechless with your beauty." The rest of the family laughed while Hikari and Takeru blushed furiously.

"So what are you kids up to tonight then?" Yuuko asked from her seat on Susumu's armrest.

"Maybe going to see a movie? I really wanted to see 'Date Night', Miko said it was hilarious." Hikari looked over for Takeru opinion, he had stopped choking now and nodded in approval; he got up and walked over to her; they said their thanks and goodbyes, leaving for the theatre down the road. After the movie they stopped at Coffee Clutch before going to Takeru's place; they sat in two armchairs across from each other by the window noticing that it was starting to rain. They chatted about the movie and other light subjects but Takeru seemed distracted and Hikari said so. He fidgeted with his cup looking at the table in front of them.

"Um no, nothing wrong, I had a great time with your family today; it's just I saw this today and wanted to give it to you." He pulled out a small black velvet box and handed it to her. She opened the lid to a small golden heart-shaped locket, swirling patterns engraved the middle of the front and her initials H.Y. were engraved on the back. She took it out and held it up to the light and notice that there were tiny shards of diamonds decorated the swirls. She tore her eyes away to lok at Takeru; he was rubbing the back of his neck, embarrassed. "I know it's not anything fancy, I just thought that it'd let you know that you're never alone." It was Hikari's turn to be speechless, the necklace was perfect; she leaned over and wrapped her arms him in a tight hug, whispering in his ear.

"Thank you. Thank you for everything. I love it, really it's perfect." She leaned back observing his face. "Where did you get it?"

"There was an antique shop beside a Starbucks we stopped by today and it was in the window; crazy thing was it already had those initials on it." Hikari found the clasp and fastened his around her neck; the chain was longer so the heart fell to the top of her bust. She smiled down at it and then up at Takeru; he cleared his throat and stood up still looking embarrassed.

"So we should probably go before that rain gets any heavier." Hikari stood up too, still beaming at him, as they left the shop Hikari looped her arm through his and squeezed tightly.

They arrived at his empty apartment, chatting away, clothes speckled by the rain. They kicked off their shoes and Hikari took her usual seat on the sofa as Takeru went to get them drinks.

"So what do you want today? Apple juice as usual or fruit…" His voice trailed off; Hikari knelt on the couch and looked over to the kitchen.

"TK?" He was staring at a piece of paper on the fridge with one hand on the door handle; his eyebrows were furrowed in confusion. "TK? Is something wrong?" She got up and strolled over to him and placed a hand on his forearm shaking it gently. "Hello? Earth to TK?" He snapped up and then re-focused his eyes on her,

"Sorry, its just Matt must've left a post-it note saying there was an envelope in the mail for me. But I'm not expecting anything, I haven't ordered anything in ages and university acceptances aren't until the New Year." She spotted to envelope on the kitchen counter and handed it to him.

"Well, you'll never know until you open it." The crisp white envelope was addressed to Takeru with no return address; it weighed nearly nothing so he figured it wasn't anything huge. He sighed, ripped the top open and removed a single sheet of paper neatly folded in three. He opened it read a letter from a delivery service indicating that something had arrived for him and was to be picked up at the location provided on the letter. "Well that's weird… Let's go pick it up!" He stared at her, face still sceptical.

"I don't know, it seems kind of strange doesn't it, I mean, I'm not expecting it." She snorted and dragged him to the entry hall throwing a dry leather jacket at him, she took her new jacket and shrugged it on.

"It's not that late, and it's got the seal of a mail company I don't think that someone sent you a bomb. Anyways I think this street is over on the main street not far from here!" He gave up grabbing an umbrella and he gently wrapped an extra scarf around her neck, brushing her cheek. She smiled, bouncing up and down with excitement. "This is so exciting! I always love getting mail especially packages! Oh especially surprise ones! You're so lucky! I never get mail anymore, it sad really…" She blabbered on as they made their way through the rain with their black umbrella linking arms.

Walking down the main street was always beautiful when it started to get dark, the buildings and ads on the giant screen would light up painting the walls with rainbow colours. Finally Takeru stopped, looking at the letter with the address he was suppose to go to, he glanced at the shop then double checked the letter again in disbelief. They stood in front of the BMW shop, glossy cars that he could never afford shining out at them. Hikari frowned up at him puzzled,

"Is there a reason why we stopped?" He pointed at the letter,

"I think… this is the address we're suppose to be at…" They were both thoroughly baffled the rain pounding on their umbrella.

"Well… let's go in I guess and find out what you need to pick up." She took him by the hand and pushed through the glass doors, Takeru towing behind her. A handsome man in a black suit walked over, looking them up and down, and not looking impressed as he noted their age.

"Is there something I can help you with?" It seemed more of a threat then a question. Takeru lifted the letter and held it out for the salesman to see.

"I'm here to pick something up apparently." The man took it, reading it over understanding dawned upon his face and he nodded, replacing his disapproving smile with a welcoming one. He shook Takeru's free hand enthusiastically, "Mr. Takaishi, we're been expecting you, you're order came in just this morning, I hope you haven't been waiting. Please follow me" He spoke feverishly with a trace of reverence, like Takeru was a celebrity or something. Takeru raised an eyebrow at Hikari and she giggled, covering her mouth. He took them around the back of the front desk, leading to what Takeru assumed was the garage, but the salesman left them there a moment promising to be back in a moment with the manager.

When the manager came he warmly shook both their hands and went over to the large door with a keypad where the punched in a code and scanned his finger. A beep and the door clicked open, he motioned them through the large metal door where they saw huge columns of cars more beautiful then the ones in the show rooms. The manager walked down the middle of the aisles speaking to them, his voice echoing through the massive storage room.

"Now, as protocol I ask that you don't take any photos or video recording for obvious reasons." They followed the manager in a daze, gazing at all the vehicles. Hikari spoke up,

"What do you mean for obvious reasons? Aren't they just cars?" The manager laughed at her lack of knowledge.

"No Ms. Yagima, all these cars haven't been released to the public yet, some are next years models and others are sample models for two or three years down the road." Finally they reached the end and stopped, still staring around with amazement. "So what do you think Mr. Takaishi?" Takeru looked at him confused,

"Well it's all very interesting but what does this have to do with this letter?" The manager laughter boomed as he clasped Taker's shoulder.

"That letter is instructions for me to give you this" He pointed to a gleaming metallic black and silver motorcycle with magma red streaks that resembled the K1300S he had seen in the last Motorcycle World magazine he got every month; but this one looked more detailed and established if that was even possible. It had to be the most gorgeous bike he'd ever laid eyes on; he'd been saving up for a motorcycle for years, but still didn't have a fraction of what it would take to buy a half decent bike. For some reason, this was what he was supposed to pick up? Whoever sends it knows me, or at least my addiction for motorcycles. The only people he had told about his dreams for a bike were Hikari, Hudson, his family and a few friends from Gosen. He couldn't imagine any of them being able to afford to buy a bike like this; he estimated it to be about the price of his rent for at least five years. He eyed the manager suspiciously,

"You're joking right? Who sent it?" He shook his head, "I'm sorry but no letter came with it and I can't give out the billing information, it's confidential. This is the model for 2013, it's not even on the market, in fact, it hasn't been released to the press yet. You're a lucky man." Takeru was completely baffled as he eyed each feature, he would kill for a bike, any bike. But to get such a prestigious bike from an anonymous benefactor, that would be like stealing.

"I'm sorry but I can't accept this, it's too much." The manager looked at Takeru like he was an alien.

"I'm apologize sir, but it's already been paid for, the buyer specifically said that if you didn't take it, we were to throw it out." He saw the horrified look on Takeru's face, smiling slightly. "Obviously they must've known you wouldn't accept it. Here are the keys and the helmets that came with it." Something he tossed at him glistened silver, reflexes made him catch the single silver key and a BMW keychain with an inscription on the reverse side:

Takeru Takaishi

BMW K3500RS Sport 2013

Hikari looked up at Takeru who was staring, jaw dropped at the motorcycle; she nudged him until he finally closed his mouth again. The manager waited for Takeru to compose himself, then handed a sleek black motorcycle helmet with a reflective lens and a smaller more normal looking helmet to Hikari. Finally Takeru stepped forward and grazed his hand over the sleek glistening paint; then he got on sticking the keys in the ignition. The bike roared as he started the engine, the halogen lights lit up the entire wall making it glow. Takeru looked up excitedly at Hikari and motioned for her to join him; he skipped over and gracefully mounted the bike behind him, putting on her helmet. The manager grinned and shook Takeru's hand,

"It was good doing business with you, any questions feel free to stop by anytime." He hit a large button on the wall and the storage door opened to reveal the busy main street; it had stopped raining during their time there. Takeru put on his helmet, pushing down the lens then pressed the accelerator, sending the bike forward on the street. Hikari squealed and held onto his waist as they moved down the main street. He couldn't believe how smooth it shifted gears; it felt like they were gliding. They drove around the roads until the traffic started to thin and the moon was bright in the sky. He was on top of the world, he couldn't have been happier; a state of the art bike under his fingers; he grinned to himself and sped up, making his way to Hikari's condo. He turned off the bike in the circled driveway in front of her building, taking of his, then her helmet. He walked her to the lobby door, still staring at the bike; he shook his head in disbelief.

"I don't get it, who would send such a thing, I mean, nobody that knows I have my licence could possibly afford such a thing. And even if they could why would they give it me?" Hikari looked up at him, beaming.

"You always sell yourself short you know, you don't realize what a catch you are; you're funny, talented, selfless and of course a sexy beast." She chuckled, opening the glass door and holding it open with her foot. "You done so many good things for people, someone's probably sending you a thank you. Now stop thinking about it and just enjoy it. I can't wait until you bring it to school tomorrow." She grinned and waved as the door swung shut; he too couldn't wait until tomorrow, Hudson was going to freak. And with that thought we drove home, parking it in the underground parkade below his building and went to bed, happy as could be.

Author's Note:

Who sent the bike? Hmmmmm you'll have to read on to find out!

Annnnnnnd for those who would like a visual of Hikari's white dress, Google image: white-strapless-pleated-evening-prom-party-satin-womens-mini-dress

And for the motorcycle I based TK's bike on the BMW K1300S in the Sapphire Black/Granite Grey/Magma Red colour.

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