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So if you're ever feeling down, Grab your purse and take a taxi
A laugh escaped Hotaka's lips, and he turned to see if this man was serious."Trouble? Don't you know anything? I was the one who created the little 'tests' that you go through to become a Valentine." He turned and gave the man a dark look, "I created the Valentines, and I agree I don't want any trouble either." He stood, squaring his shoulders and looking down at the man. "So, who do you come from then?" he asked, indicating to the man's gang. He noticed the same sleazy waiter that had been staring at Kumi, watching them. He glared at him, not in the mood for some low-life like him to be involved.
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 2:49 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 3:45 pm
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Leading on the action Caught in a cell phones rays Bleeding on a sofa, Staring at the waistline
Sat in the Grand Living room, on a posh green Upholstered Divan, Kumi sat with grace and a large grin upon her face. Her mother on another Green Upholstered Divan, on the opposite side of the Large glass coffee table, that separated them. There was silence from them both, only the noise that came from Kyo, was echoing in the room. Kumi sat like a proper lady in the presence of her Parents, as they were that sort of people. So, Is my Kimono That i Ordered Here Yet, That is part of the reason why i came, Kumi said to break that thin silence between them. Yes it is in your room, and may i ask, but how is your Work Kumi's mother emphasized the work, as she did not believe, that what Kumi did was right, and should be called work. But she also respected Kumi's choices, unlike her father who just abandoned her completely. Kumi sighed, Thank you, and it is good, although i will have to leave soon, as i have assignments and paperwork to take care of, Kyo let out a whine before shouting Kumi-chan, Don't leave me again! Kumi gave a sympathetic look to kyo, as she shook her head, Im sorry kyo-chan, i have to as i cannot return home now, She trailed off, as the word home appeared. Her mother gave her a look, as if to say please do, but she knew she couldn't abandon Hotaka, as he needed her, and she needed him.
With not another word Kumi left the room, with Kyo running circles around her, and her mother following from behind her, as if she was a ghost, not saying anything. Usually Kumi's visit's were more, happy and lively. Kyo ran off towards his room, and Kumi's mother sighed, That boy, ... and Kumi honey, i will be in the drawing room if you need me, and your father should be home any minuet soon. Kumi sighed, at the mention of her father. She headed on towards her room, which was locked. She pulled the key from her sash, and unlocked her door violently, as she seen the Kimono spread across her bed. The only other person with a key to her room was her mother, The only other person she could trust in the house. She swiftly and quickly went in, grabbed the kimono, and left locking it behind her.
Her bare feet, making noises as she slowly moved down the long corridor. Her eye's closed, so that no eye contact was made, she stopped, as her father did. They had already passed each other, but that was how they spoke, never face to face. I told you, you aren't allowed guns in this house, and as long as you continue to waste your life, wasting lives, you aren't permitted to be under this roof. Kumi's fist clenched, as she gritted her teeth. Her father made her unbelievably angry. Her hand placed within her sash, as if she wanted to shoot. I will do it someday, but not until Kyo is old enough to take over, She thought to herself, before replying with a stern, but annoyed tone, It is none of your business, as i am no longer daughter, do you remember? and since i am not your daughter, i was invited by my own mother, to see my family that i care about, and also pick up something, so it is non of your business, why i am here, Kumi held tight onto the Kimono that was slung over her arm, as her shoulder became bare. Her tattoo showed as clear as day, and her fathers face turned monster like as he let out a roar, What have you done to yourself? Kumi, I still may not recognize you as my daughter, but to have someone, bare the name of this household, and do something to yourself like that is unacceptable, His harsh tone, that Kumi ignored, stuck within her head, as she continued down the corridor, to say Farewell to her mother, Her father calling after her, she continued to ignore him, on purpose.
With her farewells said, and in the car, all that Kumi could think about was her father, roaring at her like that. It was her choice on what she did to her life, as they pulled up outside the motel, Kumi entered it as she handed her kimono to a near by employee, and told them to take it up to her room. She waltzed up to the receptionist, and smiled one of her fake smiles, Has Hotaka arrived back yet? She said to her as she wanted something to do. The receptionist, shook her head, as kumi took out her phone, She took it into the hall as she called him. she leant against the wall, waiting for an answer.
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Posted: Sat Sep 04, 2010 8:22 am
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His phone began ringing and vibrating off his hand in the pocket with the switchblade. Taking the knife out and placing it on the table along with the rose, he answered. "Kumi." He hadn't needed to look at who was calling to know it would be her."No. I'm still at the cafe." Keeping the phone to his ear, he picked up the rose, and tore it up, dropping the torn petals on the ground.
"Put the gun away, I'm not looking for a fight. Do you think that I'm cocky enough to start a fight in neutral territory?" Hotaka shook his head his voice mocking, almost though he was laughing as he noticed the mans hand in his pocket, reaching for a hidden weapon, a gun was just a guess. He pushed the knife into his pockets, and stood up, pressing crinkled money on the the table, taking the balanced phone from his shoulder to hold it to his ear.
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Posted: Sat Sep 04, 2010 8:44 am
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A misty voice on the other end, turned out to be Hotaka, he was saying things like, put the gun down and stuff like that. Kumi shook herself, as she hung up. Stuffing her phone into her sash, she sprinted out of the Motel, and back down the road to the cafe. Leaping and jumping, whilst running, bent over and her hands flapping behind her, as it gained her more speed. There was al ot more broken glass, and needles from when she went there this morning. God, how many druggies live in places like this its atrocious, She shook her head, trying to focus back on where she was going, and what not to step on. Kumi's mind span as she approached the cafe, slowing down to a fast walk, with one of her hands in her sash. With the other hand, she pushed open the door, that lead to a smoke filled room, where a show down was taking place.
Kumi shivered, as a tall mysterious stranger, stood with his hand in his pocket, and Hotaka's laid back, solutions, where being thrown at him. With her hand in her sash, Kumi would be as suspicious, of drawing her weapon than anybody else. With a sharp eye on them both, she didn't want to raise suspicion, about her being with Hotaka, so she kept low, pretending to come and eat at the restaurant. She took a seat, opposite Hotaka, where she sat before, and opened up the menu, and scanning it carelessly, as she watch the fight unfold?
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Posted: Sat Sep 04, 2010 5:22 pm
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