Dreams
"Promise me, Len. Promise me that you will make this dress for me when our dreams are fulfilled... I want to be the first person to wear one of these wonderful creations of yours... I like yo..."
'Beep! Beep! Beep!'
"Ahhhh!" Len screamed and stumbled out of bed.
The morning sunlight shone into his eyes as he stared out of the window. He squinted.
"It's Monday... again."
Chapter 6: Orange Pudding
Rin opened the staff locker and inserted her file of reports into it. She could not believed that she had spent the whole weekend trying to complete them. It was not her fault. It was her father who kept calling her to rewrite them over and over again until they were that of his standard. She felt that everything he had done was ridiculous.
"Good morning, Rin! How's your weekend?"
Rin turned around and saw Miku standing behind her with a large smile. Miku stooped down and opened the other staff locker so that she could also put her work inside.
"Not good at all. My crazy father made me rewrite the reports until he was satisfied with them," Rin replied with a sulking face.
Miku giggled and patted her friend's back comfortingly.
"Cheer up, Rin. I'm sure that your father is doing this for your own good," Miku said and began to comb Rin's silky hair.
Rin pouted and whined, "I hate writing reports! I hate Law! I hate my father! I hate..."
"Calm down, dear."
"Miku, I want to play truancy!"
Miku stopped combing her hair and gaped.
"You tried to do that before but failed," she stated in disbelief. "You know, your parents have some sort of power which can convince the principal not to expel you. Basically, your efforts are fruitless."
Shaking her hand off her head, Rin grunted, "You're not helping me at all."
"I'm stating facts."
Rin grunted again and walked ahead, leaving Miku behind. Sighing, all Miku could do was to shake her head hopelessly. What could she do to help her poor junior?
She ran and caught with Rin.
"Hey, are you free in the evening?"
"Yeah... wait. Don't tell me that you want me to hang out with you guys in the pub again! No thanks. You know that I don't drink," Rin hissed and narrowed her eyes at Miku.
Miku laughed and replied, "Relax, Rin. I was just asking. Besides, I wanted to ask you if you would like to hang out at Kaito's house. Everyone is going there."
"What for?"
As she rubbed her chin, Miku thought very hard and answered softly, "I guess we will be playing games. I heard that his parents will be back home very late today so we can hang out at his place."
Rin slowly processed the information in her head and nodded silently. She did not mind going to Kaito's house at all. After all, she wanted to stay away from home as long as she could.
She smiled gleefully and asked, "Who is going?"
"Of course, it's the same group of people," Miku instantly replied and stared at her with a questioning look. "Why are you asking this obvious question?"
Rin blushed and looked down on the floor.
"Is... Is that Kaga... Kagamine guy coming too?" she stuttered as she clutched onto the hem of her shirt tighter.
"I don't think so," Miku wondered aloud and gave Rin a smirk. "I know! You like your replica!"
"What?" Rin shouted and frowned at her with a flustered face. "I don't like him! He is so annoying! I am so happy that he is not coming with us. You know what? You should see his smile. Don't let his smile fool you! He may look innocent, but he is actually very bad. He will stare at you like some pervert or pedophile. Seeing him one more time will make me puke and... and... my hair will stand..."
Miku placed her finger over Rin's mouth and interjected, "Okay, okay. I get it. You do hold a terrible grudge against that person, though it was only your first meeting with him that night. Moreover, the two of you did not even talk to each other at all! I wonder how he managed to annoy you till the point where you hate him."
Rin blinked. No, Miku was wrong. That night was not their first meeting. Neither did they not talk at all! They had met each other before that and she even tried to convince him to drive her back home that night after everyone had left.
Not only that, she knew something about him which annoyed her the most.
It was his voice, his sexily husky voice.
Shaking her head to clear her thoughts, she said, "Let's forget about that useless guy! So, what games will we be playing?"
"Hmm... Who knows?" It was Miku's turn to blush. "I hope we will be playing strip poker."
Upon hearing this, Rin gawked at her.
Ignoring the response received from her junior, Miku cupped her reddish cheeks and chirped happily, "I want to see Kaito's bare chest again!"
-:-:-:-
"Kagamine, what do you have today?" An excited old man in his late fifties sat next to Len who was taking out a few containers from a plastic bag. "What are these orange things?"
"Orange puddings," Len answered proudly. "My mother made them and she wanted my colleagues to have a taste of her cooking."
"Oh! Does that means I can have one?" the old man asked eagerly.
Len nodded. The old man thanked him and grabbed a small container for himself. Then, three more cab drivers joined in and tried the puddings.
"The pudding is delicious. Your mother deserves a brownie," one of them commented and patted Len's back. "How's your mother by the way?"
"She's doing pretty fine, but the doctor said that she should not engage herself in strenuous activities or else, she will have a relapse. Thanks for your concern," Len said with a small smile.
"You are such a mature boy. Your mother is very lucky to have a son like you."
"Yeah. I wish my son could be like you, Kagamine. My son only knows how to suck my money out of my pocket. He's good for nothing, honestly."
"Me too. My two grown up children only know how to stick her hands out and ask me for extra money. They should start learning how to spend their own money wisely."
"My daughter is the worst. She don't even pay me a visit, not mentioning about her giving her supposedly-retired father some money. Look at me now. I am already seventy-one years old and I am still working as a cab driver."
Len looked at them and smiled again. He was glad that he was a good son by making the right choice for taking his mother's place as a sole-breadwinner of the family. He chuckled silently to himself. It really did make him sounded like a mature person, more like a father, who had a huge family to take care for.
"Kagamine," a man interrupted his thoughts and pointed at an untouched pudding. "Aren't you going to eat it too?"
Len blinked and let out a chuckle. "It's for you guys. Take it if you want."
"We're full. Thank you very much, boy. You can have it instead."
Len gave them a warm smile and put the pudding back into the plastic bag. He guessed he would eat it after dinner as dessert. It did not matter if it turned watery as long as he could have the first and last try of his mother's orange pudding.
This was how he loved orange puddings ever since he was a child, not to mention about his love for banana cakes yet.
-:-:-:-
"As you know, 'Beyond Reality' the live action movie is going to be a blockbuster of this year. After receiving many positive responses for this romantic mystery anime series, TV Productions has decided to make it into a live action movie, starring Luka Megurine as Madam Tsu the female leading role of the series."
His breath hitched.
"It is going to be Luka Megurine's first time acting in a movie. I bet all of you are wondering what our favourite model's responses are after she knew about her first involvement in the acting industry. So here, I have invited Luka Megurine to tell us about her feelings and expectations of this movie. Let's welcome our star- Luka Megurine!"
"Good evening, everyone! This is Luka! As what our dear radio speaker has said just now, I will be acting in 'Beyond Reality' movie. I am obviously excited after being told that I'm given a role in that movie. Furthermore, it's a leading role and that movie is actually adapted from my favourite anime. Oh my gosh! It's my first time acting in a movie so I am, of course, extremely nervous. I hope that the director and the rest of the cast will be more patient with this little newbie."
"Of course, they will..."
He pressed a button and deliberately turned off the radio. He continued to look ahead without saying a word while the passenger behind him was glaring at him.
"Can you please turn the radio back on again? I want to listen to Luka's interview," the passenger said in a low tone.
He did not hesitate even for a moment despite how guilty he was, but instead, he replied calmly, "I'm sorry, Ma'am. My radio has spoilt. I apologise for this cause..."
"Liar. I saw you turning it off."
"Because it's spoilt, Ma'am."
"How rude you are, young man!" she shrieked and pointed her finger accusingly behind his head. "I bet your parents did not raise you up well. Oh, wait a moment. Maybe that's why you are working as a cab driver at such a young age. How old are you?"
She looked at his personal information at the side of the window panel and laughed.
"You are twenty-one this year. You're so young, just like my son who is currently studying in university. Your parents..."
"Are you done?" he interrupted her as he pulled the cab to side of the road near the pavement and halted.
The passenger continued angrily, "Even your attitude is so rotten. Well, what can I expect from a typical cab driver?"
"Ma'am, I'm sorry that my radio has spoilt," he lied and looked at her with a poker-face.
The passenger was already fuming with anger. She took out her purse and threw the money at him, allowing the notes to scatter around the front seat.
"I'm out of here!" she yelled as she alighted his cab and slammed the door shut, rocking the vehicle a little.
He was so sure that he would definitely sue that woman if he were to find out that the door was damaged by her. For some reason, that woman's 'nice' attitude, or so she could have thought, reminded him of someone. He shuddered. Bad thoughts must be dispelled!
He stepped on the accelerator and drove off to a nearby place to have his dinner. Upon arriving at an old ramen stall, he got out of his car and approached the stall. After placing his order, he quietly sat on a stool and waited patiently until he heard someone gasp loudly behind him.
He turned around, having face to face with his exact annoying replica. She was gawking at his features while blushing very hard. Her jaw was hanging, as if she was extremely shocked to see him. Maybe he was undergoing some sort of body mutation right before her eyes. Otherwise, he was sure that he was not that interesting to be looked at this way. After all, this was their fourth meeting.
"Hello, Miss Kagamine. It's nice to meet you again," he greeted with a fake cheery smile.
Her face turned redder and she snarled, "What are you doing here? Why are you here?"
He stared at her and answered in an annoyed manner, "I'm having dinner here. Do you have a problem with that?"
"N... No... but... but why do I keep meeting you out of nowhere? Are you stalking me? Oh my goodness! A cab driver is stalking me!" She became hysterical all of a sudden and he guessed that he was right after all; she was bipolar.
"I just happened to stop by this place to have my dinner here, Miss. Don't think too much about it. After all, this is a small world, don't you think so?"
She bit her lips in defeat and sat down next to him.
"I was... shocked... to see you again," she muttered and looked at him. "Why are you... having your dinner... at this hour?"
He continued to stare at her in disbelief. She was indeed bipolar. She could suddenly turned all meek and shy within seconds. What was wrong with her?
"I was working just now," he replied. "And what about you? Why is a little girl like you wandering around so late at night?"
"I was fooling around at Kaito's place... with others, I mean."
His mouth formed into an oval shape as he nodded. The ramen was served as well and he began to dig in, ignoring the existence of the lady beside him. However, after awhile, he noticed that she was still next to him studying the bowl of ramen. It was as if that the ramen was undergoing mutation right before her eyes too.
She was a weird person to begin with anyway, he thought to himself.
"It's rude to stare at people when they're eating. Are you hungry?" he spoke in a low harsh tone.
Her face turned bright red again and she immediately stuttered, "I... I'm no... not sta... staring... at you! I'm not... not... I... want..."
He raised his eyebrows in amusement, even though he had no idea what she was talking about. Just then, he remembered about the orange pudding which was in the plastic bag sitting next to him. He gingerly untied the knot and took out the container out of the plastic bag. Then, he placed it on the table in front of the flustered lady.
"Here," he said. "Have a try if you're hungry. It's homemade, by the way."
She stared at the pudding, then back at him with a frightening facial expression; her eyes were piercing right into him and she was gritting her teeth, as if she could pounce and bite him anytime soon. How scary!
He sighed. What had he seriously done wrong to her to make her hate him so much? Moreover, he believed that the cigarette which he had confiscated from her on their first meeting was not the cause of her overwhelming hatred for him...
Or was it?
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