@Haruka: Thank You! And Yes, TakaGaki rules. But so does KameMame
Glass Slipper: Chapter 7 – Queen @SBK: Taka is being all morose and cool like 24/7. But aren't all the guys that girls love this type?
@Shiichan: But Eri
IS innocent. God knows what other girls might have done in 3 months
The Kuu + Sayu part in Chapter 8 was supposed to be longer but I chopped the back off as I got stuck writing it. I should be putting it in Chapter 9.
@JFC: The thing with girls is, they can do anything for beauty's sake
You sure got the busting part right
@nana777: I really like ya avatar
Aika will have a bigger role in the coming chapters. As for Lin Lin, she is in the fic as well but her role....gosh, it's funny even as I think about it
@ayase909: I know! That's so sweet right? I love Gaki, as either gender
@ringo-hime: As a Kame fan, you sure seem to want a lot of Ai ne? Not that it isn't a good thing
@stefy: Thanks for the comment. Having you comment is like super rare
@Sukoshi: You had me really worried for that period of time. Glad you're back now. If you're gonna run off for endless days again, you have to let me know okay? Hmmm that sounded weird. Did I just ask to become ya guardian or mom?
27 Dresses@SBK: I found the movie really entertaining too. And while watching it I suddenly remembered TakaGaki saying somewhere they both watched it but not together. Hence the plot of this fic
Need more TakaGaki trivia for new inspiration.
@Shiichan: I hadn't intended to have any Eri in it. But while writing it just popped up
@JFC: I agree, I can't stand watching dubbed dialogue. Makes me cringe n*shudders*
@Sukoshi: I always get amazed by your vocab prowess. I could never think of so many descriptive terms
@stefy: I prefer the turtle and bunny pairing
@Yankii Heart: Sexy bean? LOL that was cute. Okay bye bye for now but see you in the thread again soon alright?
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Glass SlipperChapter 8 - Palace Nearly four hours after she had slipped out of the house, Eri was back on the street where the extensive mansion stood in silence against the rapidly brightening sky. Checking the time on her exquisite Italian brand watch, she remained positive that none of the occupants of the house would be awake at this hour. Twisting open the door knob, Eri stepped inside the hall and winced at the coolness which penetrated the base of her feet. Sometimes having marble flooring during winter might not be such a good idea. As she slowly inched the door shut, a burst of light flooded the living room in an instant. Blocking the light from reaching her eyes with her palm, Eri squinted to see past the harsh illumination. Glaring furiously at her from the bottom of the staircase was the stern face of her grandmother.
"
WHERE DID YOU GO?!?!"
The timid turtle girl shook unconsciously at hearing the matriarch of the Kamei household bellow. Stammering and stuttering in fear, she was unsuccessful in providing an acceptable reply.
Tell grandma where you have been Eri-chan. Pleading with her eyes, her own mother begged Eri to pacify the old lady. She believed that the elderly woman was ill in health and couldn't be aggravated.
Why mother? Why are you treating me like this? Their locked gazes spoke volumes and evidently, the slightly cubby middle aged lady wasn't going to side her daughter. Refusing to utter a word after being disillusioned by her mother's actions, Eri pursed her lips firmly and looked past the women at the family portrait hanging on the wall behind.
If father was around, none of this would happen. Noting her indignant expression, the eldest Kamei woman banged her walking stick against the floor inducing loud crackles of sound.
"Which hooligan have you been going out with? "
"He is NOT a hooligan!"
The high ceilings in the hall resonated Eri's voice many times throughout the area and the servants huddled together at the side hall hushed their low whispering in startled unison. This was the first time they have heard their usually meek young mistress retaliate.
"He has taught you to disobey your family. Doesn't that make him a ruffian?! I brought you up painstakingly as a proper lady and this is how you behave?"
The grey haired woman's eyes flashed with an unmistakable fury and her tone rose menacingly with every word.
"Keiko, she is not allowed to leave her room without my permission. Also, confiscate her phone."
"She will still be attending school?"
Making the enquiry to subtly aid her daughter, the mother of the only child asked nervously.
"She can skip the rest of the school term since the exams are over."
Panicking at realizing she would soon be a prisoner in her own home, Eri protested obstinately.
"You can't lock me up! I have rights!"
Turning stiffly to glare at the future heir of the Ikebana empire, the old lady notify her young granddaughter.
"Your role is to inherit and ensure the continuity of the Kamei business. That is your purpose,
not a right."
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"Why the secrecy Aika-chan?"
Sitting in the living room of the small apartment, Sayumi bemusedly asked the teenager who had rushed off into her bedroom to retrieve something. Left alone, Sayumi surveyed closely every detail of the cramped area. A few pieces of cheap standalone furniture littered the unit and there was none of the intricate ornaments that her own home displayed. The Michishige family belonged to the upper middle class and her father loved to spend his savings collecting antique clocks and watches.
Reappearing minutes later with a huge grin plastered on her childish face, Aika balanced a flat white package in front of her as she knelt down in front of the elder. With an impish wink, she flipped open the cover to reveal a glittering black satin gown inside the box. Taking in a sharp breath of air at seeing the expensive garment, Sayumi covered her mouth with her hand in stunned surprise.
"It's beautiful."
Glancing up at Aika who was still holding onto the box, Sayumi questioned.
"Why do you have this?"
"Come, we have to get you dressed."
Purposely avoiding Sayumi's query, Gaki's sister worked swiftly to help the long haired one slip into the slinky number. After she was done, they both stood staring at their reflections in the full length mirror. Aika was the fist to speak upon resealing her agape mouth. Sayumi's long flowing tresses were pinned up, leaving a few choice strands dangling by the side of her face. The moonlight shining in through the room window reflected flawlessly on her silky white bare arms and her elegant exposed neck was extraordinarily inviting. The image was no doubt ravishing and even Aika felt compelled to protect such a perfect creature.
Kuu is lucky I'm not a guy. I would so beat him at chasing after Sayumi-neechan.Smirking mischievously, Aika shooed Sayumi downstairs and into the awaiting car. Slamming the door close before she could further protest, the shorter waved happily to the confused face peeking out of the rear windshield.
"Enjoy yourself Sayumi-neechan!"
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I wonder what he is doing. Staring beyond the glass panels enveloping the café, Eri's mind was filled with only Gaki as she watched the sun sink lower behind the layers of greenery prior to disappearing completely. Nestled at the back of the prestigious hotel where human traffic was little except during meal times, Eri sat alone taking dainty sips from her aromatic cup of cappuccino.
This forced meeting with her fiancé was a precautionary measure on the elderly woman's part to ensure nothing else could come between the prearranged marriage. If Eri had her way, she would have never have consented to any of this. On the other hand, since she was given the opportunity to see this mysterious stranger ahead of time, she would make use of the occasion to tell him once and for all that there was no way she was going to marry him willingly. There was already someone else occupying her heart and he was the only person she wanted to spend the rest of her life with.
Determined to outright reject this guy no matter what his response might be, Eri set the white ceramic cup she was holding back onto its matching saucer. Halfway through dabbing at her lips with a napkin, her head started to feel heavy. The scene she saw through her eyes rocked from side to side and the waiter standing at the far end of the room split into double images. Failing to clear her vision after shaking her head hard, Eri used her free hand to massage at her temples. Nevertheless, the soothing action did little to alleviate the numbness she was suffering from. Her grip of the napkin loosened and as the red handkerchief printed with the words 'Palace Hotel' in golden fonts floated gradually to the carpeted floor, Eri's arm fell limp from the chair and her head lolled sideways.
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Shielding her head from the roof of the taxi with his hand while they were getting out, Jun proceeded to half carry Reina out of the vehicle. Having rummaged through her purse for an address, he had gotten it from her ID card. While the act was somewhat intruding and rude, he had no choice but to do so seeing that she was so drunk a raging fire wouldn't succeed in rousing her. Reina's entire body reeked of alcohol and Jun wondered what her family's reactions would be at seeing her in such a state.
As his eyes got slowly accustomed to the darkness of the night, he realized the building they were standing in front of was much more than a mere single storey home. The structure covered such a vast expense of land in Tokyo where real estate cost its weight in gold that it was relatively obvious Reina came from a well to do family.
Swallowing hard at the "welcome" he would be receiving at seeing the rich girl to her palace-like home, Jun braced himself and lifted one of the mental rings serving as knockers on the intricately designed gate. After waiting for a short duration, still no one came out to receive them. Deciding to enter the compound without permission, Jun pushed open the gate amid creaking sounds caused by the un-oiled hinges. The abrupt silencing of the crickets and the faint rustling of footsteps approaching at great speed made Jun's ear twitch. However, before he could react, the gleaming blades of several samurai swords were already angled precariously at the flesh of his neck.
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