Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction ❯ Samurai Sushi ❯ Vol 3: Chap. 20: Iceland Meets Canada ( Chapter 20 )
[ P - Pre-Teen ]
Iceland Meets Canada
He's a weird guy. Amethyst can't get him. She met him on a Saturday
in her calligraphy class. Her first reaction was a rather confusing
one.
“Uh…” Amethyst began with as a response.
“What?” He gave her a big, goofy grin.
“Do you know how to get to the station?” the man asked.
At least she believed that's what he said. “Station sounded
rather tangled and butchered.
“The station?” Amethyst asked.
“Yes.”
“Okay…” she said. Amethyst's eyes darted around
the hallway. “Well,” she said. “The `station; is
back that way.” The teenage girl pointed behind her. He
looked down said direction.
“It is?” he asked.
“Yes,” Amethyst said, nodding. The man wildly hugged
her. He want too fast for her to understand. However, she caught,
“Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” Amethyst
nervously laughed.
“You're welcome, I guess…” she mumbled. The
Icelandic girl looked around for an escape.
“Uh… can you let go now?” she asked. The man
looked up at her.
“What?” he asked.
“Let me go,” Amethyst repeated. “This getting
awkward.”
“Oh,” the man repeated. “My bad.” He put
her back on the ground and released her. “Bye.” He
walked down the directed path. Amethyst gave him an awkward
wave.
“Bye,” she mumbled. She thought that was the end of
that.
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Around lunch time, Amethyst went out to look for ramen. She headed
down to a hidden shop downtown.
“Hello?” the Icelandic girl asked, poking her head
through the curtains. Shinji, the cook, looked up from behind the
counter.
“Oh, Amethyst-chan!” he greeted her. “It's so
good to see you again. What can I get you today?” Amethyst
breathed out.
“The usual,” she said.
“Coming up,” he said. The Icelandic girl took a seat at
the bar. She still couldn't get that weird man out of her head.
Where did he come from? It didn't sound like he was American, but
it didn't sound like he came from anywhere else. Amethyst frowned
in thought. Damn it! This is so annoying!
Suddenly, she became aware of someone sitting next to her.
“Huh?” she asked herself. Amethyst's eyes glanced to
her right. Low and behold, there he was! The man sat, raising his
hand.
“Excuse me!” he said. “Excuse me.” Shinji
walked over to him.
“Yes?” he asked.
“What is today's special?” the other man asked. The
cook gave him a strange look.
“What?” he asked.
“What is today's special?” the man asked again. Shinji
blinked at him.
“I'm sorry?” he asked. They both turned to Amethyst.
She blinked at them both.
“What?” she asked. The customer looked at her with big
eyes.
“Help me?” he pleaded.
“Huh?” she asked. The man gave her puppy dog eyes. The
teenage girl sighed aloud. She ended up helping the guy out.
“Thank you so much!” he said once he got his ramen.
Amethyst gave him an odd look.
“Who are you?” she asked. The man looked up at her with
noodles hanging out of his mouth.
“Hm?” he asked.
“What is your name?” Amethyst asked. He lowered his
chopsticks.
“Joseph,” the man said.
“Joseph?” she repeated.
“Yes,” he said. “And you are?” She picked
up her chopsticks.
“Amethyst,” she answered. Joseph tilted his head.
“That's a weird name,” he commented. Amethyst
frowned.
“My name's weird?” she asked sharply. “Well you
talk funny!”
“I do not!”
“Yes, you do!” Amethyst snorted. “Where are you
from, anyway?”
“Canada,” Joseph answered in pride. Amethyst gave him a
blank stare.
“Huh?” she asked.
“I'm Canadian,” he said.
“Are you serious?”
“Yes, I'm half-French.”
“Oh…” Suddenly, her phone buzzed. “Excuse
me.” Amethyst looked down at her phone. She finished her
noodles in quick slurps.
“I've got to go,” she said. “It's an
appointment.” Amethyst paid her bill before skating off.
Joseph gave off a curious look.
What a strange girl, he thought. Before he knew it, Joseph
finished his lunch, paid the best that he could, and followed after
the Icelandic girl. He would end up back in the Meji Era over the
red bridge.
“What is this place?” he asked. Amethyst looked at him
with big, panicked eyes.
Owari