Chapter 3 - What's with the bear?

Japan - 2 years, 3 months, 3 weeks and 5 days ago-ish

Groaning, I throw myself into the chair. Man, I just ran, like, a bajillion miles, and my entire body aches. "Go for a run, she says." I mutter. "It will help with your cramps, she says. Wow mom, such great advice. Now I'm, like, 50% more aching." Yeah, it's that time of the month again, and the cramps have been especially bad. Of course, mom's helpful advice of exercising made it sooooooooo much better (not), and now I am sitting alone at a 2-seater table at the back of a half-empty café, which has the most amazing cake in the world. This will work 500000000000000 x better than mom's idea, I'm sure of it.

Pulling out my purse, I flick through the contents, finding that I have a lot more than expected. ¥700 is very good for me, as I have difficulty saving money, especially when the walk home from school takes me past the candy shop… (drool).

Ahem, so anyway, I'm just sitting here, alone, marvelling at the contents of my purse, when this guy just randomly sits down in the seat across from me. Huh? "Um… can I help you, sir?" I ask, looking up at him.

Dawww, he's kinda cute, in a child-like kind of way. His hair is thick, and an unusual lavender colour that you usually only see in animé. How strange. His large eyes are the same shade as his hair, and he has panda eyes 'Seems like someone needs a good night's sleep'. He's about the same height as me, and just as pale, but I can tell he's a couple of years older than I am. Although, he's carrying a stuffed bear… I think it will be better not to ask.

"Hmm? What? What could you possibly help me with." I don't like his tone of voice. "I just decided to sit here, is that so wrong?!" Sheesh, only been here a minute and he's already trying to start a fight with me! "No No No, there's nothing wrong, it's just that there are so many empty tables, I was just wondering why you sat at mine." He glared at me, with a look of childish contempt. It was the look you might catch that 5 year old giving you, after you made them give the candy back to the kid they stole it from. "The table doesn't being to you-" "-I know it doesn't-" "DON'T INTERRUPT ME! Anyway, I can sit wherever I want to, and a puny human like you can't tell me otherwise." He sat back in his chair with a smug look on his face. Wow. Harsh much. Wait. Human?

I can feel my red-hot anger rising within me, and the (tiny) logical part of me desperately try to squash it down. A fight will definitely not help my situation. Instead, I look down, directing my furious, b*tch-frying glare at the table instead. My furious stare is so intense, I wouldn't be surprised if I started to burn a hole in the wood. I think the rearranged b*tch has noticed my fury. He smirks. "What's wrong with you, human? Is that worthless feeling you're experiencing from being in the presence of a superior being like me getting to you?" He laughs cruelly. Alright, screw logic!

I slam my fist down on the table, and glare up at him. I don't give a sh*t that he's my senpai, or that he's cute, all I can feel is the white-hot, burning rage, intensified by the hormonal confusion already at work in my body. "Alright, listen here you little Sh*t," I hiss. "I don't know who the f*ck you think you are, but you have no right to treat me like that. I have done nothing to deserve this…. Verbal abuse. All I want to do is have some f*cking cake in f*cking peace! So either shut the f*ck up, or leave." He looks utterly shocked that I spoke out against him. He must have thought I was some weak pushover, or something. His glare soon returns, and he opens his mouth as if to speak, before wisely closing but again. "Stupid human. You do not know your place. The only thing preventing me from killing you right now, is the scent of your blood. So sweet…." I think I hear him mutter. However, he's so quiet, and it's such an odd thing to say, I shrug it off as my imagination.

I sigh, and turn to face the boy. "Look, I don't like being angry, and I'm not one to hold grudges. So how about I buy you some cake, and we act like this didn't happen. Then we can both go our separate ways without gaining a new hater." He keeps his glare for a few more seconds, before my offer of cake wins him over, and he smiles at me. It's kind of creepy… like a psycho… I hold back a shiver. "Okay. I like things sweet. Also, Teddy would like some cake as well." I pause for a few seconds before shrugging. Whatever floats his boat. Who am I to judge scary, deranged, psycho bear carriers.

"What do you and Teddy want then?" I ask, handing him the menu. His eyes scan over it quickly, before stopping at the bottom of the list, and lighting up. "This one." He says, pointing to the most expensive thing on the menu. Triple chocolate and toffee cake. You know what, fine. If he and his strange bear want chocolate cake, they can have chocolate cake. But they better f*cking eat it all.

At this moment, a waitress comes over to our table. She has tanned skin, and long, dark blonde hair, with brown eyes. She's taller than me and the purple dude put together, and she has a perfectly white smile that seems to reflect the light right in your eyes. She seems one of those overly-happy people who technically shouldn't exist, because there is no way an actual human being can be that excited about working in a cafe. "Hello, I'm Camilla, what can I get the two of you?" I quickly scan the menu for my own dessert, but I already know what I'm having. "Two slices of Triple Chocolate and Toffee cake, and one slice of Red Velvet cake please." I say, smiling up at her. She seems confused that we ordered 3 slices of cake for two people, but she shrugs it off, and jots down our orders. "Okay. Can I get you two a drink while you wait?" She asks, smiling so brightly that I think she just blinded me. I look over at the side (I just realised that I still don't know his name), and he points to the watermelon milkshake, and holds up two fingers. What's with the sign language, he was talking fine just a minute ago. "Two watermelon milkshakes, and one coke please." She nods, and runs back out to the kitchen.

All is quiet. After a few minutes, Camilla brings us our drinks, and leaves without a word, and smile to rival the blinding power of the sun. Several seconds pass, before I break the silence. "So, I never got your name…" I say, feeling uncomfortable all of a sudden. "Hmm? My name? Usually I don't feel the need to tell people my name, but you're buying me and Teddy cake, so I'll make an exception. I am Sakamaki Kanato." I smile at him. "Please to meet you. I'm Kimura Ri."

*eating cake*

Standing up, we leave the shop together. I half expect him to walk off in the opposite direction to me without another word, but he seems to have other ideas. He walks with me for a minute or two, before grabbing my hand and spinning me round to face him. "Ri, it would be impolite not to thank you for buying us that cake. So, I would like you to know that Teddy and I are most grateful." I laugh, and wave away his thanks. "Any time, Kanato. You and Teddy are most welcome." He smiles at me again, but this time, it's gentler, more sincere, less psychotic.

His purple eyes seem to glow for a moment, and I am suddenly reminded of Ri-squashing b*stard and the one with the manners. How strange. I haven't thought about those two in around 7 months. "Ri, I-" " RI! OI, RI!" I turn around, and see a couple of my classmates walking up the road towards us. I raise the hand that Kanato isn't holding, and wave at them. "Hi!" I turn my head towards Kanato as my friends make their way towards us. "Sorry, what were you saying, Kanato?" He growls, and shakes his head. "It's nothing. I'll see you around." I look over at the fast-approaching teens for a half second, before feeling the pressure around my right wrist disappear. I look over, and Kanato is gone.

sorry, this one is kinda short. Just, bear with, okay (ha ha, get it? Bear with, as in Teddy... No?... I need a life)