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"_____~! I brought someone to see you!" Alfred called out loudly as he stepped into the room.
"Alfred, she's not here right now." the same voice said as Kiku stepped inside and pushed the door closed. A woman with graying (h/c) hair wearing a apron and wiping her hands on a dish towel came out of what Kiku guessed was a kitchen. Her face reminded Kiku a lot of _____'s. It wasn't so much like hers that he would think that's what _____ would look like when she got to her late forties (at least that's what he guessed her age was. He wasn't entirely sure) , but it was enough that he would bet she was her mother, or at least related to her in some way.
"Oh, who's your friend?" she smiled at Kiku.
"I, er, uh..." Alfred stuttered.
"Kiku Honda." Kiku spoke up, thinking to put it in English order, and bowing.
"Kiku it's nice to meet you! You can call me [mothers name] or Mrs. [last name]. Whichever you prefer." she smiled again and Kiku decided her smile looked almost exactly like _____'s.
"It's nice to meet you as well Mrs. (l/n)."
"So if she isn't here where is she?" Alfred asked impatiently.
"Um, she's working right now. I'm not sure which job she's at though."
Alfred furrowed his eyebrows and looked up before his face lit up. "I think I know! Bye [moms name]!"
She laughed a little as Alfred literally dragged Kiku to the door. "Goodbye you two! Have a nice day, and tell _____ I said hello!"
"Okay!" Alfred shouted as he jerked Kiku out the door and slammed it behind them, leaving _____'s mother to laugh at them.
Reader's POV
It had been a long hard day but your shift was finally, finally, about to be over. Since you had nothing better to do, and rarely ever had time to do it, you would probably go home and work on homework. Yuck. Not what you wanted to do, not at all. But then, you'd been trying to keep your mind off of Kiku and you'd found that the best way to do that was to keep it busy. You were beginning to get tired though. You weren't sure how long you could keep going.
"God today has sucked!" your coworker groaned.
"Yeah, no kidding." you said under your breath as you finished ringing up the fat redneck that had just ordered. In Japan lots of interesting people might go through McDonalds, but here you seemed to get more fat guys, drunk guys, weirdos, psychos, or just some completely bored person that had no interest in you beyond "food lady."
You hadn't bothered to look up from your cash register when your next customer. "Hi, welcome to McDonalds." you quoted absently.
You weren't really listening but you caught the words "small fry and small drink." The voice sounded odd and vaguely familiar but you weren't interested enough to look up.
"That'll be two dollars and twelve cents." you said, still not registering the guys presence. You would probably go ahead and leave when you were done with this customer. You would go home and say hello to your mother and grab a bite to eat then get to work. The last thing you wanted was to have time to think.
The sound of change clinking as it hit the counter caught your attention, and you picked up the money. Then you noticed something. These weren't dollars. These were yen. You eyes shot up to the guy ordering. There was absolutely no way it could be... but it was. Kiku was standing there smiling at you.
"K-Kiku! What are you doing h-here?" you managed to squeak.
His face looked slightly downcast. "You left without even saying goodbye." it was your turn to look downcast. "Why? Why didn't you at least tell me you were leaving?"
"I... I saw you, that day in the park."
He looked completely confused. "What day? What park?"
You took a deep breath. "The day I left I went on a walk to a little park in the middle of Tokyo, and... and I saw you there with, with this girl. You were hugging her and everything!" You managed to blurt out. There, you said it. It felt a little better to have finally gotten it out in the open, like a weight had been lifted off your chest. The problem was, now the tears were trying to re-emerge. You fought them with all your strength.
Kiku's eyebrows furrowed and he looked as if he was thinking. Slowly a look of revelation crossed his face and he looked up at you, his face showing his relief. "That was my sister!"
"But... I met your sister..." You wouldn't dare let yourself hope too much. Or you'd try not to anyway. It wasn't really working.
"You met Yuki, my youngest sister. The one you saw was Sakiko, the older of my two younger sisters." Kiku explained, looking very happy.
"You mean... you... I... really?"
He nodded. You squealed. Without another thought you ran around the counter and glomped him full force, wrapping your arms around his neck and finally letting your leftover tears come out. Now though, they were tears of happiness. You felt Kiku's arms slip around your waist as you held each other close. You had really missed him.
After a moment Kiku pulled you back and looked you in the eye. "----, I love you _____."
You almost screamed for joy right then. "I love you too Kiku!" You managed to say.
"Wow. Your life is just like a soap opera." You heard your coworker comment. Maybe it was in a way, but now that you had Kiku, you could care less. You loved him, and he loved you. What more could you ask for?
"_____~! I brought someone to see you!" Alfred called out loudly as he stepped into the room.
"Alfred, she's not here right now." the same voice said as Kiku stepped inside and pushed the door closed. A woman with graying (h/c) hair wearing a apron and wiping her hands on a dish towel came out of what Kiku guessed was a kitchen. Her face reminded Kiku a lot of _____'s. It wasn't so much like hers that he would think that's what _____ would look like when she got to her late forties (at least that's what he guessed her age was. He wasn't entirely sure) , but it was enough that he would bet she was her mother, or at least related to her in some way.
"Oh, who's your friend?" she smiled at Kiku.
"I, er, uh..." Alfred stuttered.
"Kiku Honda." Kiku spoke up, thinking to put it in English order, and bowing.
"Kiku it's nice to meet you! You can call me [mothers name] or Mrs. [last name]. Whichever you prefer." she smiled again and Kiku decided her smile looked almost exactly like _____'s.
"It's nice to meet you as well Mrs. (l/n)."
"So if she isn't here where is she?" Alfred asked impatiently.
"Um, she's working right now. I'm not sure which job she's at though."
Alfred furrowed his eyebrows and looked up before his face lit up. "I think I know! Bye [moms name]!"
She laughed a little as Alfred literally dragged Kiku to the door. "Goodbye you two! Have a nice day, and tell _____ I said hello!"
"Okay!" Alfred shouted as he jerked Kiku out the door and slammed it behind them, leaving _____'s mother to laugh at them.
Reader's POV
It had been a long hard day but your shift was finally, finally, about to be over. Since you had nothing better to do, and rarely ever had time to do it, you would probably go home and work on homework. Yuck. Not what you wanted to do, not at all. But then, you'd been trying to keep your mind off of Kiku and you'd found that the best way to do that was to keep it busy. You were beginning to get tired though. You weren't sure how long you could keep going.
"God today has sucked!" your coworker groaned.
"Yeah, no kidding." you said under your breath as you finished ringing up the fat redneck that had just ordered. In Japan lots of interesting people might go through McDonalds, but here you seemed to get more fat guys, drunk guys, weirdos, psychos, or just some completely bored person that had no interest in you beyond "food lady."
You hadn't bothered to look up from your cash register when your next customer. "Hi, welcome to McDonalds." you quoted absently.
You weren't really listening but you caught the words "small fry and small drink." The voice sounded odd and vaguely familiar but you weren't interested enough to look up.
"That'll be two dollars and twelve cents." you said, still not registering the guys presence. You would probably go ahead and leave when you were done with this customer. You would go home and say hello to your mother and grab a bite to eat then get to work. The last thing you wanted was to have time to think.
The sound of change clinking as it hit the counter caught your attention, and you picked up the money. Then you noticed something. These weren't dollars. These were yen. You eyes shot up to the guy ordering. There was absolutely no way it could be... but it was. Kiku was standing there smiling at you.
"K-Kiku! What are you doing h-here?" you managed to squeak.
His face looked slightly downcast. "You left without even saying goodbye." it was your turn to look downcast. "Why? Why didn't you at least tell me you were leaving?"
"I... I saw you, that day in the park."
He looked completely confused. "What day? What park?"
You took a deep breath. "The day I left I went on a walk to a little park in the middle of Tokyo, and... and I saw you there with, with this girl. You were hugging her and everything!" You managed to blurt out. There, you said it. It felt a little better to have finally gotten it out in the open, like a weight had been lifted off your chest. The problem was, now the tears were trying to re-emerge. You fought them with all your strength.
Kiku's eyebrows furrowed and he looked as if he was thinking. Slowly a look of revelation crossed his face and he looked up at you, his face showing his relief. "That was my sister!"
"But... I met your sister..." You wouldn't dare let yourself hope too much. Or you'd try not to anyway. It wasn't really working.
"You met Yuki, my youngest sister. The one you saw was Sakiko, the older of my two younger sisters." Kiku explained, looking very happy.
"You mean... you... I... really?"
He nodded. You squealed. Without another thought you ran around the counter and glomped him full force, wrapping your arms around his neck and finally letting your leftover tears come out. Now though, they were tears of happiness. You felt Kiku's arms slip around your waist as you held each other close. You had really missed him.
After a moment Kiku pulled you back and looked you in the eye. "----, I love you _____."
You almost screamed for joy right then. "I love you too Kiku!" You managed to say.
"Wow. Your life is just like a soap opera." You heard your coworker comment. Maybe it was in a way, but now that you had Kiku, you could care less. You loved him, and he loved you. What more could you ask for?
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So here you go guys! The last chappie! Next is the epilogue then we'll move on to the sequel! It's so exciting! I'd start working on it now but right now I'm kinda tired.
Anyway, I'm already working on the next stories, so those plus the sequel, plus my school work, plus the stories I was doing before equals a ton of work. But that's okay, it's good to be busy. Love you guys! Thanks for all your comments and such, I know I've said this before but it really means a lot to me.
part 1:[link]
Epilogue:[link]
That's it for today!
Oh have y'all seen the Ain't nobody got time for that video on Youtube?
Anyway, I'm already working on the next stories, so those plus the sequel, plus my school work, plus the stories I was doing before equals a ton of work. But that's okay, it's good to be busy. Love you guys! Thanks for all your comments and such, I know I've said this before but it really means a lot to me.
part 1:[link]
Epilogue:[link]
That's it for today!
Oh have y'all seen the Ain't nobody got time for that video on Youtube?
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LOL DAT COWORKER!!! KAWAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I FUCKING LOVE THIS SO MUCH!!!! I CRIED OF HAPPINESS RIGHT THEN AND THERE!!!!