I JUST WANT TO SAY THAT TODAY, JUNE 20, 2008, I CLICKED THE LINK TO BE 4414th VIEWER OF THIS THREAD!!!!
I JUST WANT TO COMMEMORATE THIS SINCE I WASN'T THE 1444th PERSON... BECAUSE THIS IS AN ISHIYOSHI FIC AND I AM AN ISHIYOSHI WORSHIPPER (YOSHI-ISHI)
THANKS TO ALL WHO HAVE VIEWED MY THREAD... (i probably viewed this myself around 1000 times so to everyone else who actually visited and was added to the counter, thanks)
2 is Ayaka right? Oh damn, are we having a second set of FYI in here?
yes, mai is on 3 and ayumi is on 4... but no... because I have no plans of having my back painted with a target and have knives thrown at me... and because i love you, tito... we go to F.Y.I for the angst and "what is love?" ... we go here for sugary sweetness and "i hate yossui's dad"
Why can't Yossi just answer the question????
because...
Her past with Miki wasn’t exactly pleasant and she didn’t like talking about it—she didn’t even like thinking about it.
can I say awww too.?. awww there you go... and very optimistic, go Rika
and not so optimistic, okay maybe I'd do the same if my rabu-rabu would not give an answer too
... me too...
UPDATE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
“… Yes… It’s okay… I understand… Please don’t tell Hicchan… I just got worried… Hai… Thank you.” Rika hung up her phone just in time as she heard Hitomi’ key slide in the keyhole. Whatever she asked Ayaka over the phone didn't matter now. She had to devote her time and attention to her To-chan who was famished and tired.
“I’m back, Ka-chan!” Hitomi yelled into the room. She glad that her car was really downstairs and she was now back in the flat alone with Rika.
“To-chan, dinner is ready!” Rika yelled back, beckoning Hitomi to the table.
She brought out the golden brown breaded fried chicken to the dinner table where Hitomi was already seated, waiting for the food. “I didn’t cook rice anymore. You had too much spaghetti for lunch.”
Hitomi protested, preferring to eat carbs with chicken. “Aww, Ka-chan…”
“You're going to get fat…”
“Fine… No rice for me tonight…” Hitomi answered, defeated by the thought of losing her tight abs.
“Good.” Rika brought out glasses and a pitcher of orange juice on a tray before finally seating herself across Hitomi on the table. Hitomi ate with her hands while Rika carefully deboned the chicken with her fork and knife on plate before devouring the morsel of chicken, very much like how a lady would.
“Ka-chan…”
“Hmm? What is it, To-chan?”
Out of the blue, Hitomi asked, “… Why are you so beautiful?...” Hitomi lovingly looked at Rika cupping her own face with her clean hand and her elbow on the table.
Rika blushed. That was the first time Hitomi looked at her like that. Like a lovesick puppy. “It must be the dress… … … keep your elbow off the table. That’s improper.” She just had to hide the giddiness she felt inside.
She ignored Rika’s scolding and kept on complementing Rika. “… I love your eyes… and your lips… It’s the perfect shape… I just love everything about you…”
“To-chan…”
“Well, it’s true!”
“… What do you want?”
“What do I want?”
“Yeah… You, complimenting me like this? There’s got to be something you want to ask from me…”
“No… I didn’t think of that—” Hitomi perked up.
Rika quickly cut her off before she actually asks for something. “Well then, the offer is up…”
“Hey… no fair…” Hitomi just figured out something she wanted from Rika.
“If you’re not asking anything from me for your compliments… the offer shouldn’t matter to you…”
Hitomi was bummed but Rika was right. “… I really just wanted to tell you how beautiful you are… When I was downstairs checking the car, I couldn’t keep my mind off you…”
“… I was thinking of you too…”
“Really?”
“Yes… I think about you all the time..."
Hitomi took the last bite off the last chicken wing. “Well, that just made me very happy…”
The two of them stared at each other for a few minutes without saying a word. Hitomi quickly stood up and leaned across the table to kiss Rika on the forehead. “… I love you… Ka-chan... ”
“To-chan… … I love you too…”