American!Tourist!ReaderxJapan part 7-Tokyo Tourist

Readers POV

Just as the man rested his finger on the button, you decided that his eyes looked shifty. His clothing didn't look exactly high class either. At any rate you smiled your brightest smile as he snapped the picture.

Right as you and Kiku began moving back towards the man to get your camera back the man smiled and darted. Your mouth dropped open and you almost face palmed. Were thieves more common in Japan or was your luck really that bad?

You started running after the man at the same time as Kiku did, but he quickly  overtook you. Since his legs were roughly the same length as yours you were somewhat surprised, but you just kept running. Within moments Kiku was several yards ahead of you and the thief was throwing worried glances over his shoulder at the speed demon behind him.

Suddenly, in a move that reminded you of tackles you had seen used in football (american football of course) games before, Kiku launched himself at the considerably larger man. Throwing all his weight into it, he slammed into the man's shoulders, both of them going down. Luckily the camera didn't hit the ground, cushioned by the man's hand which was still clutching it.

Kiku pulled his knees onto the man's back, pinning him down, and then his fingers slowly made their way up the man's neck until they rested on two points at the base of his skull. The man stopped squirming. Kiku then leaned forward and said something in a low voice that you couldn't hear clearly, and even if you could you knew you wouldn't understand it.

After that the man slowly opened his hand and Kiku took the camera out of it. "Arrigato." Kiku said in a cool voice, and he got  up off the man's back and walked back to you smiling and holding out your camera. "I promise you, Japan isn't entirely filled with camera theives."

"Thank you Kiku!" You laughed, taking the camera from him. You made a mental note not to get on his bad side.

The two of you continued on your walk and you giggled a little. "So, that first move there, did you learn that in Judo or Karate?"

He laughed a little also "Taekwondo actually."

"Really?"

"No, not really, but I do know all three of those."

"You do?"

"Yes."

"Do you know any more?"

"I also know Kendo and Aikido.

"Whoa. That's a lot of martial arts. Are you any good?"

He looked down. "I... I am pretty high level."

"Like, a black belt or something?" He nodded.

"Wow! That is absolutely incredible!"

"It's nothing really." he was quickly turning a lovely shade of red.

"Nothing? Are you kidding me? You're like, better than Chuck Norris or Jackie Chan or something!"

He just smiled shyly and shook his head. Judging by the tomato color in his cheeks, he didn't seem to like being praised too much.

"You know, you don't have to be so modest. You should be proud of your skills."

"I am proud, but I don't see any reason to brag about my abilities."

"Nobody likes a braggart I guess. But still, I don't think anything you every say could come across as bragging."

He smiled at you again. "That's probably not true."

"Well, I haven't known you for very long, but I still can't imagine anything you say sounding like you're bragging." He just smiled and changed the subject.

>~time skip~<

It was getting dark in the park. The shadows of the cherry trees had almost disappeared but you couldn't bare to leave yet. A few employees had come out and set up traditional Japanese paper lanterns (A/N Okay, so, unlike the park itself which is real I don't think this is. I mean, I don't even know when that park closes. By the way, If you want to know what it looks like google it. It's really pretty.), which provided a soft light that was excellent for taking pictures. You had even convinced Kiku to pose for you several times. He was a great model.

Now the two of you had found a small bench nestled between two big pink trees with three or four lanterns hanging in them so that the atmosphere wasn't too dark.

"So, how big is your family?" Kiku asked.

"Well, I don't actually have any siblings, and my dad left my mom and me when I was twelve."

"Oh, I'm sorry about that."

You shrugged. "It's okay, I'm over it. He never really was that great anyway."

"But it still must have hurt."

"I guess so." You admitted. "So how about you? How many people are in your family?"

"Hmm." He said looking up at the sky, "There is my parents, my older brother, my four younger brothers and my two younger sisters."

"Wow. You have a huge family."

"There are quite a few of us."

"Do you mind me asking how your family could possibly afford so many children and two apartments in Tokyo and a house in um... somewhere else?"

"Shuzenji. I don't mind. My parents own a small but sucessful video game company."

"Really?"

"Yes. They have had it for more than twenty five years, but it only really started becoming known around fifteen years ago."

"Oh." you said, somewhat dumbstruck. You never would've guessed that. "Wait! If your parents are so rich, why are you working at McDonalds?"

"I have a full scholarship for bio-mechanics. My parents offered to pay for me to have my own apartment but I would have to pay for anything else I need, so I got a job."

"But, why McDonalds? I don't know about here in Japan, but in America, McDonalds is usually a place where people who have little or no education work."

"Well, I don't believe any job is underneath me, and as you know, you are prone to meet many interesting people."

"That makes sense."

"Do you have any plans for your future?"

"I'm... I'm working on it." you said, feeling ashamed.  He was so obviously smart and talented and incredible in every way and you were so... not. "I'm not entirely sure what I want to do yet so right now I'm taking basic courses at a local college. I think I'm leaning towards graphic design or photography though."

"That's interesting. Just be careful that you don't pick a job you'll end up hating."

"Mm, yeah I know. That's the problem. I don't want to end up doing something I hate but I need to pick my major soon. I can barely afford the tuition as it is, and there is no way I'll take out a student loan. My mom did, and she still hasn't entirely payed it off. But between you and me, what I really want to do is see the world. I really want to see my own country too but so far the farthest I've gone from home -besides here- is a small theme park in the north of my state."

Kiku smiled and sighed up into the air "I would like to do the same. I have traveled a great deal in Japan, but I have never been to a foreign country."

A thought struck you and you almost said it out loud before you caught yourself. This was only your second day really knowing this guy and despite how much you liked him suggesting that you could travel the world together sounded stupid and nieve even to you.

"Where do you live?"

"Oh I just live in (city) (state). It's nothing special for most people, but I've lived there my whole life. (A/N If you don't live in America don't worry about it. Just make up a city and if you know a state pick one. Or if you don't want to make up or pick anything don't feel any pressure to, it's really not that important.)

"I'm sure it's very special," he paused for a moment and you could almost swear he was blushing again "if-if you live there." it was your turn to blush.

A cool breeze blew and you involuntarily shivered. "Are you cold?" He asked you.

"No." you said and shivered again.

He gave you a concerned look. "Yes you are. You should take better care of yourself." He stood up and you followed suit. "Here." He took off his red scarf and handed it to you. "It's not much but maybe it will help some."

"You didn't have to do that." you said, taking the scarf and wrapping it around your neck. It smelled slightly of a cologne. You took a discrete deep sniff and almost sighed. It smelled nice and reminded you of him. "Don't you need it?"

"No I'm fine. We should probably go now." he said, looking up at the bright, three quarter moon.

You sighed but nodded. "Yeah, I guess it's pretty late."

He nodded "Probably."