Beyblade Fan Fiction ❯ Life Goes On ❯ Chapter 2

Phoenix2185- Hello yet again. I am warning you guys now that this is a short chapter. Ok. Now, moving on…   Disclaimer- read chapter 1. & I don’t own Tim Horton’s. (I also know that it’s a Canadian place thing, but pretend that Japan has it ok, lol), and I also own Ioleth Kazamori (I-ol’-eth  Ka-za-more-ee).      Chapter 2     I placed a cup of coffee down in front of Kai as he leafed through the paper. I always found it amusing that he read the paper every morning. The only time that I ever pick it up is when I go to get it when he’s here. He nodded his head in thanks as he took a few drinks before setting it back down. I don’t know how his mouth can handle his coffee that hot. I smiled in acknowledgement over my own cup. “Do you want something to eat?” I asked as I set my cup down and headed over to the fridge. He glanced up from the paper as I searched for the eggs that always evaded me whenever I wanted them but wouldn’t go away when I needed something else. “What are ya making?” He asked with amusement at my attempts to find the stupid eggs. “French toast if I can find the God damned, bloody eggs,” I growled at him as I literally threw the jar of salsa back to its original spot. To further my annoyance, he chuckled at me. My annoyance died away however, because it wasn’t very often that I could get him to let out a laugh of any kind. “Second shelf on the door,” he ‘helped’ out. I looked to where he had said, and sure enough, there were the eggs. I turned my head to stick my tongue out at him as I set them on the counter. “I knew that’s where they were. I was just testing you. Congratulations, you passed!” I chirped as I skipped over to the breadbox to grab a loaf of bread. “Whatever you say Pox.” It annoyed me sometimes that because of all the business meetings he goes to, he slips back to Russian every so often. Lately, instead of calling me Riot or Rye, it’s been Pox, which is apparently Rye in Russian. “Yuppers, ya got that right Baba,” I said grinning at him. I hardly ever call him that, it sounds really stupid. But sometimes I do it just for the hell of it…that and it annoys the shit outa Kai. He scowled at me but I paid him no attention as I when back to makin’ our breakfast. Taking two eggs out of the carton, I expertly cracked them over the bowl I had gotten out. I had worked at the restaurant back home the last year of school and a little while after to make some money. God knew I needed it, especially because I hardly spent any time at home and I hated taking other peoples money. I opened the cupboard above me and reached for the garlic. I put a dash in followed by a little bit of salt and pepper. I sauntered over to the fridge again and took out the vanilla and milk. When I got back over to my bowl I put a half a cap of vanilla and a little milk in with the other stuff, grabbed a fork, and started to mix it all up. I tried to think if I forgot something while I put the milk and vanilla back into the fridge. Cinnamon! I forgot the cinnamon. Walking back over to the bowl, I looked over my shoulder at Kai who was engrossed in his paper again. “Do you want cinnamon in it or no?” “Ya, sure. When did Alicia get here?” he inquired. “Last night, just a little wile before you showed up,” I responded. I snatched the cinnamon up and put some into the bowl. As I was about to twist the cover back on, I changed my mind and added a little bit more. I heard Kai lay his paper down as I flicked the switch on the stove and took some bread out of the bag. The chair scuffed on the floor as he stood up and I heard his foot steps head towards me. I lathered up the bread with the egg mix and put two slices into the frying pan that was already on the stove, cleaned up from last nights ruined rice. I felt Kai place his hands on my waist and made humming noise as if he was trying to figure something out. “Hmmm, about a… 26 waist…” his hands traveled up higher until he got to my hands, then he went to my shoulders. “About a… 42 shoulder…” his hands slid back down my arms, causing a shiver to go through me, before they came to rest under my arms, right by my breasts. I turned around before he could do anything else and looked at him with a raised eyebrow. “Kai, I don’t mean to sound blunt, but what the fuck are you doing?” he smirked before leaning down and giving me a quick peck. “Sizing you for a suit,” he replied to my question. Suit? What the hell did I need a suit for? “Elaborate please.” “I know you’ve been reading up on the business world and that you’ve been going to meetings that allowed the public, and you take notes. I have a meeting here in Kyoto the day after tomorrow and I thought that I’d bring you with me. I’m also quite sure that you don’t have a suit so we’ll have to get you one,” I stared at him for a moment letting what he said sink in. “Really?” I managed to squeak out. I cleared my throat and gave my head a little shake. “Do you really mean it?” I demanded in disbelief. He nodded is head. Holly Fuck!! I’m actually going to a business meeting; a real business meeting, with Kai. This was great……Wait……one little problem. I grinned sheepishly up at Kai before I asked him a question that I had been wondering about ever since Voltaire passed away and Kai took over. “What…kind of business are you in, exactly?” He just gazed at me for a minute with amusement. “Why didn’t you ask me when we first found out that Voltaire was dead?” I shrugged my shoulders. “I figured that it wasn’t any of my business, so I didn’t bother asking. Besides, I’m trying to get over my nosiness.” I grinned up at him as she shook his head at me. “You’re funny, did you know that?” my grin widened. “No I’m not…” I reached up and gave him a light kiss before pulling back, “…I’m hilarious.” He reached down to give me a kiss, but at the last minute, swerved his head back up and sniffed. I calked an eyebrow at him. What was that all about? “Do you smell something burning?” …………ARGH!! “JESUS FUCK!!!! The French toast! Shit!” I really need to stop burning things, I thought grudgingly as I painstakingly pried our burnt breakfast into the garbage can. I turned back to Kai, who was trying his damnedest not to grin at me. “Anyone up for some Tim’s?” I asked him, giving up.         Kai pulled out of the drive-through as I opened the tab on his coffee and handed it over to him. He took it form me, and took a quick sip before switching his signal light on and taking a sharp left. I set my own in the cup holder, not opening it yet, as I reached in the bag to get my sandwich. “Do you want yours now?” “My hands are kinda full at the moment; I’ll eat it when we get to Frasier’s. Turn the radio on please.” I set the bag with his sandwich in it on the floor before turning on the radio. He apparently had wanted to listen to the news, because it was just getting over and he cursed. “You can always catch it later you know,” I told him after I had swallowed a bite of my forest ham sandwich. “I didn’t want to hear the news, I wanted to check how the stocks were doing, and they only say them once in Saturdays.” “What did you want to hear the stocks for anyway? And weren’t they in the paper that you were reading?” This sandwich is really good. I should get them more often. “The ones in the paper were Thursday night’s closing prices. I wanted last nights. Oh well, I can get them later.” “You didn’t answer my question.” “What one? Fuck! Watch where you’re going ya prick!” he yelled as he honked the horn at some guy in a half ton that pulled out in front of us. Sometimes, Kai can be the definition of ‘Road Rage.’ “Why did you want to know what the stocks were?” “Voltaire was in charge of a major oil refinery back in Russia. This past week, the price has been going down, which isn’t good for us. If it goes down too low, we might have to sell; and the way that stocks go, after we sell some shares the price is likely to go back up.” He took a right this time and then reached over to turn the radio off so I could hear him better. “There’s also another company, the one that we’re having the meeting with, that’s trying to buy us, but like hell I’ll let that jackass take over.” Oil. Kai was into the oil industry? Small wonder why Kai’s family always had money. “What exactly is this meeting about and what am I going to be doing?” I finished my sandwich and brushed the crumbs off of my favorite t-shirt. I was blue, and in red print it said: ‘F_CK Y _ _ ...Wanna buy a vowel?’ “The owner of the other company, Ioleth Kazamori, wants to have another meeting discussing terms for us selling. He can’t seem to get it through that thick skull of his that I’m not going to sell. You can take notes if you want, or just listen. If you pick up on something important, or you want to say something, you can go right ahead.” This Ioleth guy sounds like a real airhead. Kai finished his coffee as we drove into the parking lot of Jack Frasier’s, a suit store that I don’t really want to go into. I still hadn’t touched my coffee. I got it black so I could put my stuff in it and heat it up when we got back to the apartment. Kai reached over the center console and grabbed his sandwich before getting out and waiting for me so he could lock the doors to his new silver 2006 Ford Expedition. He had gotten it about two weeks ago now I think. It was fully loaded (power locks/power windows/power seats/ power mirror ext.) with comfortable black leather interior. My favorite parts of it are the six CD changer/stereo, and the LCD display. I hopped out before Kai got too impatient with me and walked around to join him. He started towards the store as I mumble insanities at the store before me. I’m not very fond of shopping, especially for dressy clothing. As we walked through the door, a woman that looked to be in her late forties came over to us. “Good morning Mister Hiwatari. How may I help you?” He apparently likes to go suit shopping often. “I’m looking for something for my girlfriend here. I have a business meeting the day after tomorrow. She needs something to wear.” She nodded in response as she eyed me up and down. Another thing that I don’t like about shopping... She gestured for me to follow her. I sent Kai a killer glare, but he didn’t seem to notice because he was too busy eating his sandwich and looking at ties. The lady when over to a rack of suits and skimmed over the labels on them before coming to one that she thought would fit me. “Here, go try this one on dear. The changing rooms are just over there. Come out when you’re done so I can see. And don’t worry if they don’t fit perfectly, we can always alter them.” I took the bag that held the suit and went into one of the changing rooms that she had pointed out. I slowly unzipped the zipper on the bag and carefully pulled out its contents and hanging it on a hook. I reached down and grabbed either sides of my t-shirt and pulled it up over my head. I took the blouse out and put in on first. As I buttoned up the buttons, I regarded myself in the mirror. I still wasn’t very tall, even though I had grown a few more inches. My hair was as long as ever and it seemed to have gotten a little darker, making the red streaks stand out even more. I wasn’t as shapely as some of my friends or some girls my age that’s for sure, but I did have what was need where it was needed. It wasn’t until I had pulled the jacket on, that I noticed that it was suede; beige suede…gross. I buttoned the two big buttons up anyway and pulled up the skirt. I hate skirts too. When I walked out of the stall, I think the look on my face told the poor woman that I didn’t like it. She held up a finger to tell me to wait a sec, and she disappeared for another moment. When she got back, I started the process all over again. The next one that I tried on, the sleeves were a mile to long and it was too tight across the chest. The one after that I turned away as soon as I saw it because it was the forbidden color white. Where the third try is usually the charms, it was anything but this time. It looked like something that my deceased grandmother would wear to a wedding. It was black with pink and blue flowers on the coat. The forth one that the lady brought, who by now I knew as Ferine, was a blue suit that would have looked perfect if I was going to a doctors meeting. “This is useless,” I complained as I flopped down in one of the chairs. “Just try on one more. I think you might like this one,” she handed over another bag and into the stall I went. When I came back out, Kai was standing there. He smirked when I came out. Apparently he likes it too. That’s good. This one was actually good, I had to admit. The main top was white and the sleeves ended between my wrist and elbow. It had a low, but not too low, v-neck that closed with two buttons; one above the breasts, and one below, so I had to where a camisole under it. All down the front and around to the back, the material was frilly. It came with a normal, black jacket. The pants fit just right, they weren’t too long, and they weren’t too short. There was a 2 ½ inch slit at the hem line on each leg. All I needed now was a pair of dress shoes. I looked back at Ferine and gave a smile. “You were right, I like this. I’ll take it.” Kai purchased what I had picked out, we drove around the city for a little while, occasionally going into stored to look at shoes or get something that was needed for the apartment. By the last shoe store we went in, Kai was starting to get really annoyed with my fussiness and I was getting frustrated with not being able to find a half ass decent pair. I finally found a pair that I liked just as we were going out. I stopped right in my tracks causing Kai to bump into me followed by a few choice words. I looked over my shoulder and gave him a disapproving look but he just raised an eyebrow. I walked over to pair that had caught my attention. They were black with a 3 1/2” heel; but not a skinny heel. They were high in the back and got smaller the closer you got to the toes. It had five straps that went across your foot and a pretty leather flower on the straps. I grabbed the pair of sevens first and tried them on. When I got them on, I stood up to see how they felt and looked. They were a little snug so I sat back down and looked to Kai who was looking around the store. “Earth to Kai, come in Kai. Kai!” His head snapped back towards me and he gave me a questioning look. I rolled my eyes at him. “Can you get me a size eight in these please?” “Remind to never go shopping with you again,” he grumbled as he handed me the box and put his hands in his pockets. I put the eights on and stood up again. I could feel Kai’s gaze on me as I walked a few steps before I turned back to ask him what he thought. I was met with a hilarious sight. He was looking back and forth between me and the shoes with wide eyes and his mouth open a little. “Kai, are you okay?” He just blinked at me. “You should wear high heels more often. At least then I don’t have to get a kink in my neck looking down at you when you’re talking.” “HaHa,” I laughed dryly. I sat back down and put the shoes back in the box. I paid the cashier after giving Kai a dirty look. The bastard just grinned at me. Sometimes I wonder why I went out with him in the first place. We drove around town some more as I listened to Kai tell me the lesser important things that I would need to know for the meeting. He also told me that if I didn’t get in the way during the meeting, then he might take me to some more so that I can get the hang of it. When I had started to take an interest in business, Kai had asked me why I just did go to school to learn all that stuff. I had told him that I had just finished 12 years of school and there was no way in hell I was going back. That had been another rare time when he had laughed. Now that I think about it, all the times that he laughs, are at me… The rest of the day went by pretty uneventful. Then around 8 o’clock, an idea stuck me. “Kai, let’s go see a movie. I haven’t been to the theater in ages. Please?” I begged him with my puppy dog eyes. “What one would we go see?” I thought about it for a second before giving up and going in search of the news paper. “We could go see the Longest Yard,” I yelled from the bedroom where the paper was. “What?” And they say I have bad hearing… I walked back out the kitchen where Kai was doing some paper work on the table. “I said we could go see The Longest Yard.” I looked up from his paper and shrugged. I couldn’t stop the big grin from crossing my face. I had wanted to see this movie the second I had seen the preview for it. “What time does it start?” “9:40,” I answered him after looking back at the paper. “I guess so then,” he mumbled under his breath. He doesn’t exactly like going to see movies. He once told me, “Why bother paying $20 to go see a movie with people sitting in front of you blocking your view, and a guy with dill pickle popcorn beside you, when you can wait for it to be released on DVD, get the bonus features, and watch it in the comfort of your own home?” I had simply blinked at him. I like dill pickles. “Well we better get ready then. It takes a while to get to the theater and then we have to buy our tickets and get our seats. Why are you looking at me like that?” He had an eyebrow cocked and a scowl on his face. He let out a sigh before standing up and going to the bedroom to get changed. “Thank-you,” I called out after him.       phoenix2185- hey. I hope you liked it. I have a good reason for why this chapter is short and why I take so damn long to update. I am suffering from the dreaded writers-block. I had this much typed and I’m really stuck so I thought I would post what I had done. Yet again, I’m sry.   R&R                                   &nb sp;                    &n bsp;