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CHAPTER VI

Shige decided to approach her.

It has been a week since the art exhibit ended. The day after their first meeting, he heard from Kei that she only stayed at the art exhibit for one day. The art exhibit was a three-day event.

He remembered how excited he was to go there the next day. Just to be disappointed knowing another artist has replaced her booth.

Now, after a week, he was there at the cafe, silently drinking his Frappe, when he saw her. She was at the counter pointing at the cakes on the display.

He decided to approach her. It’s not gonna hurt to greet her, right?

And much as he hates to admit it, he was missing her company. He missed her funny wits, her antics, her smile, her twinkling eyes when smiling, how she always catch him off guard because he was staring at her and–wait!

He stopped walking. What the hell’s happened to him? What’s with the smile, eyes and everything?! Why did he ever thought of that?! More importantly, where did the words ‘he missed her’ came from?!

He shook his head and decided to approach her still. So, he continued walking.

“Yuki?” he started. When she looked at him, he swallowed.

“Shige!” she said, smiling. “It was nice seeing you here. Are you with someone?”

He shook his head abruptly. “No, no one.”

“Oh, I see. What do you want? Pick, it’s my treat.” she was starting to take out bills from her wallet when he stopped her.

“I’ll pay,” he said. “One mocha slice, please.”

“Huh? No way!” she declined. “I told you, it’s my treat so I’ll pay.”

“But I insist.” he lowered his head to her ears and whispered, “It’s not good for my handsome and gentleman image if I let a woman like you pay for me.” he smiled knowingly.

She chuckled. “Shut up! Okay fine, Mr. Handsome and Gentleman, I’ll let you pay for now but next time, I’ll be the one paying, understand?”

Yes! There’s a next time! He smiled. “Crystal clear,”

“Good. So, uh, where do you want to eat these? Here or you’re taking ’em home?”

“Have you had lunch?” he asked, to prolong the conversation.

She raised the paper bag from the certain cafe. “This is my lunch.”

His eyes widened. “What? A cake for lunch? Nuh-uh, I won’t allow that. Where do you want to eat?”

She chuckled once more. “Hey, it’s not as if we’re on a date, y’know.”

“It’s not healthy to just eat cakes for lunch!” he insisted.

I’ll never win on this. She sighed. “Okay, how about this, let’s take out food. I mean, real food. And eat them at my house. What do you say?”

More than okay! He wanted to yell that but instead, he stayed calm and answered, “Sure, let’s do that.”

And off they went.

– TBC –

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CHAPTER V

“What would you like to have, Yuki?”

She smiled abruptly and looked at the menu hung on the wall. “A beef ramen, I think?”

Kei nodded. “Okay. You two, the usual?” the two nodded. “Please, wait for fifteen minutes. Thank you.”

“I can’t believe Koyama-san owns this,” she murmured as she roamed her eyes around the place.

“His family does,” Shige added.

She smiled. “Wow. And he also owns the art gallery, right?”

“Yeah, that was his dr–” Shige’s explanation was cut off by someone who just came.

“Uncle, where’s Kei?”

“Inside. He’s preparing ramen for them,” Kei’s father pointed his lip to them.

“Ah, Shige and Tegoshi! What are you guys doing here?”

“Eating, obviously.” Tegoshi answered and laughed. “And you?”

“I was nearby so I decided to visit.” he said and sat beside her.

“Uh, Yuki, that person with no manners is unfortunately our friend. He’s Masuda Takahisa. People call him ‘Massu’. Massu, she’s Yuki, an artist at Kei’s art gallery.”

“Nice meeting you–”

“Massu,” he said, cutting her off.

She smiled. “Massu,”

“Oh, Massu, you’re here. Wait, I’ll go get your usual,”

“Thanks, Kei.” Massu said.

After a few minutes, Kei came back with Massu’s bowl of ramen and they started eating.

“Itadakimasu~~!” they all chorused.

~*~*~*~

“Aaah, I’m so full!” Tegoshi exclaimed.

“Me, too!” Massu agreed while he stretched his arms.

“Yuki, where do you live?”

“Just two blocks away, why?”

Kei shrugged and patted Shige’s shoulder. “Do you mind taking her home? Your way’s there, too, right?”

“Huh? Ah, yeah, sure. How about those two?”

“Massu’s going to stay at Tegoshi’s place. So, he’s going that way, too.” Kei smiled mischivously.

“Me?” Massu pointed himself. “Why would I stay at Tegoshi’s place?”

“Because I asked you,” Tegoshi said, unexpectedly overeager to convince Massu.

“I don’t get it but okay,” he hung his arm around Tegoshi’s shoulder. “Let’s go!”

She and Shige started walking, too. To the other way.

She smiled. During their meal, those four never stopped teasing each other and laughing at one another’s misfortunes. She just met them but she felt like she had known them forever. Maybe because they never let her feel out of place. Especially Shige. Her smile widened. He always made simple ways to insert her into the conversation. He also told her the stories behind their teasings and more.

She felt her heart warmed. She had never felt so welcomed by people she barely know. They were better than her family.

At that thought in mind, her smile faded away. And Shige noticed. She didn’t notice that he had been looking at her all this time.

“What’s wrong? Are you okay?” he asked her with genuine concern.

“Huh?” she absentmindedly faced him. And blushed. “Ah, yeah, I’m fine!”

“Chill, I was just asking,” he said, chuckling.

“What’s funny?”

“Nothing. Was I laughing?” he asked, smiling widely.

“Yes, you’re chuckling. Why?”

“Nothing, I told you.”

“Okay,”

She looked down but she felt his eyes on her. So, she looked at him. And it was too late for him to avert his eyes.

She smiled and stopped walking. “What?”

He shrugged. “Nothing,”

“Nothing yet you keep looking? It’s rude to stare, you know,”

There, under the dim moonlight, she saw him blush, if ever guys were capable of blushing.

“I s-said n-nothing! L-let’s just go!” he stammered.

She giggled silently.

 

– TBC –

CHAPTER IV

“Thank you so much, Koyama-san, for giving me this opportunity.” Yuki bowed as she thank the owner of the art gallery, Koyama Keiichiro, who was now having his rounds around the art gallery.

It was closing time now. And she’s very happy and contented. A lot of art aficionados appreciated and praised her work. Some even offered her a large sum of money just to buy her paintings. And some gave her their business cards and offered her job. But she politely declined all of them.

“Nah, I should be the one thanking you. Your artworks were a blast. Lots of art lovers asked me to buy your paintings. They thought that because I’m the owner, you’ll easily give in.” he laughs. “As if you’re that easy,”

She smiled. “I’m flattered. Thank you. By the way, uhm…” she took out a notebook-sized painting wrapped in a white paper. “…this one’s for you,”

“For me?” he looked surprised as he took the painting from her. “I thought you’re not selling your works?”

She shook her head. “I’m not. That is my token of appreciation. It’s small, though.” she laughed. “And rushed. I’m sorry for that,”

He smiled. “No, it’s fine. I mean, it’s fantastic. You’re the only one who remembered to give me something like this.” he raised the painting. “Thank you very much for this,”

“No, thank you,” she smiled.

“Kei, what’s taking you so long?! I’m very hungry now!” a familiar voice behind them exclaimed.

She saw him walk towards them. He was with another guy.

“Oh, I totally forgot about, Shige.” Kei said flatly.

“Shut up. What’s taking up your time?”

“Not ‘what’ but ‘who’, I guess.” the guy who was with Shige teased.

“Ah, Yuki!” Shige exclaimed.

“Good evening,” she greeted them.

“Good evening, too…”

“Yuki. Edanga Yuki,” she smiled.

“Ah, I’m Tegoshi Yuya,”

“Oh, nice meeting you, Tegoshi-san.”

“Tegoshi would be fine. Please, remove the ‘san’. Thank you,”

She giggled. “As you say so, Tegoshi. Please, call me ‘Yuki’. Thank you,”

“Okay, kids, we’re taking too much of Yuki’s time. Let’s go.” Shige looked at her. “Thank you for talking with us.”

Kei stopped walking and faced her. “Hey, why don’t you join us for dinner?”

“Eh? Me?” she pointed herself.

“Yes, you. Let’s go!” Kei said and the pulled her with them.

 

-TBC –

CHAPTER III

“I’ll just make a call. Take care here,” he told his hired helper and went out.

He has been dealing with those women for half an hour now. And truth to say, he’s really irritated.

He was busy dialling his friend, Kei’s number when someone approached him.

“Ah, excuse me, can I ask something,” she asked shyly.

He looked at her. She’s cute. For her age, I guess, he thought. She stood for about 159cm. Just a little below his shoulders. Her curly locks were a bit messy, and her chocolate orbs show nervousness, uncertainty and tiredness.

“What is it?” he asked back.

“Do you know where booth number fifty-six is?”

The empty booth! He immediately thought. “Mine’s number fifty-seven so, maybe yours is beside mine. Mine is over there,” he pointed his booth. “I think yours is there,” he pointed the one beside his.

She sighed in relief. Thank God I found it already. She faced him and smiled. “Thank you, uh, Mister…?”

“Kato. Kato Shigeaki,” he smiled and offered a hand.

She accepted it and smiled back. “Endangal. Yuki Edangal. Thank you for helping me, Kato-san.”

“Shige would be fine,” he smiled.

“Then, Yuki would do, too.” she said and let go of his hand. But to her surprise, he didn’t do the same. “Uh, Shige, my hand?”

“Wha–oh, sorry. Nice meeting you, Yuki.”

“Same here. Thanks again. Bye,”

“Yeah, bye!”

 

– TBC –

CHAPTER II

“You can put that there. Beside the picture of the Tokyo Tower. There,” he took a couple of bills from his wallet and gave it to the person who helped him design his photo exhibit. “Thank you so much,”

He roamed his eyes around the whole gallery. One of his friends owned this and since his friend knew that he was into Photography, his friend asked him to exhibit his photographs. And he accepted so, here he is.

The whole place was filled with different types of artists. There were sculptors, painters, photographers like him and the likes.

His eyes landed on the place beside his. Hmm, the person is not here yet. To be late at the very first day. He shook his head.

“Well, time to start.” he muttered after looking at his watch.

A minute or two, people, especially women started gathering to his place and admired his works.

~*~*~*~

“Argh! This is so not you, Yuki. You were never late in any call times!” she complained to herself.

Actually, she’s not really late. In fact, she’s half an hour early but due to her being directionally challenged, she had been going in circles around the huge place.

“Why now? This is your very first day, you idiot. Your chance to show the world what you’ve got. And you just messed it up.”

Her cellphone rang. She immediately answered it. “Hello?”

“Edangal-san, where are you? Are we going to deliver the paintings there now?”

Her eyes widened. My paintings! She totally forgot about her artworks. Earlier this morning, she had her artworks framed and asked them to deliver it to the art gallery since she can’t carry those alone.

She bit her lower lip. “I’m really, really sorry. And yes, you may deliver it now. My booth’s number fifty-six. Yes, thank you very much.”

She once again looked around and saw a man busy texting or whatever. She decided to ask for help.

– TBC –

A/N: This fanfiction is for my mommy Yuki and her one and only Kato Shigeaki. Loveyou, Mama!

CHAPTER I

The night was exceptionally chilly since the season’s in the middle of Summer.

Still, the cold weather didn’t stop people from busting through the large crowd going to and fro.

Tokyo City was at its colorful that night. And being born in the city, she has never stopped admiring the beauty of Tokyo especially at night. And that’s her current subject for her last artwork piece.

“Aah…” Yuki yawned and stretched her arms as she stood up to refill her cup with coffee, for the nth time.

She was going to stay up late. She have to. Tommorow’s the opening of Ohana Gallery. And that gallery will exhibit her artworks. That’s why she’s working so hard today.

She was a born artist. Painting has been one of her hobbies but she never turned it into a work. Her pieces were always ‘not for sale’ and always ‘just for display’.

“Ah, just the finishing touches more and you’re good to go.” she murmured and drank the coffee.

“Time to work, Yuki.” she said to herself and continued where she left off.

– TBC –