Prologue Yossi, a beautiful girl with short reddish hair, held on to a small bouquet of flowers. She sat on a stone bench waiting for the love of her life to arrive. Flashing her most charming smile to a figure that was now approaching towards her direction, she looked down at her wrist to see the time then turned her attention back to her companion who had just took a seat beside her.
"What took you so long Rika-chan?" She whined sweetly.
"Gomen Yocchan." The tanned girl replied and leaned over to kiss the taller yet younger girl on the cheeks.
"It's ok. Here, for you." Yossi handed Rika the small bouquet of flowers she had bought not long ago.
"Arigato Yocchan!" Receiving yet another kiss on the cheek, Yossi smiled to herself.
The two girls sat on the bench, looking at each other lovingly while chatting away in bliss...
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Chapter 1The story takes place three years ago, back when the two girls were just in their first year of university."Umee! Ojisan, this is the best ramen I've ever tasted!"
A man who was in his mid-forties, with very short dark hair and a fairly fit body, gave a laugh and gave a nod, showing his appreciation.
"Of course it is. It's my father's cooking, no other ramen shop can beat his ramen." Yossi replied casually to, her friend, Satoda Mai's over reaction while she gave her father an assuring smile.
He smiled at the comment by his daughter in delight, as he cut the water from the noodles continuing to serve customers on his cart ramen shop. He was glad his daughter appreciated what he did. When Hitomi's mother, a very beautiful and compassionate lady, passed away, many people whom he had acquainted with had always advised him to get a proper job for the sake of his daughter. That was when Yossi assured her dearest father, that he should do whatever he wanted, and that she would be just fine. The young girl with such a mature mind set, never fussy and never materialistic but a very understanding and caring child. Everyday Yoshizawa Akira thanked god for such a sweet and understanding daughter.
The two lived a simple life together, and they stayed in a small apartment. Yoshizawa managed to pull though just enough for the two of them with his precious street ramen shop which recently, is growing with popularity. His daughter, Hitomi, not wanting to burden her ever so hard working father, works part time at a family restaurant to pay for her university fees. Yossi is a student in Toyo Gakuen, majoring in Photography.
"Gochisosama! We got to go for work now! See ya dad!" Yossi said in a hurry, stood up from her chair and began to rush down the street.
"You didn't even finish your ramen yet!" Yoshizawa bellowed after his daughter.
Mai who was already on Yossi's heels, ran back in to slurp one, maybe two, last mouths full of ramen before running after Yossi.
"Now I'm done. Thanks ojisan! Bye."
"Bye girls!" He sighed and went back to work.
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Yossi ran at top speed down the bustling streets of Tokyo, dodging every now and then to avoid colliding with anyone. That was when she saw it, though the glass window. She had never seen anything so beautiful ever before in her entire life. Black in color, 12 mega pixels, high resolution LCD monitor screen, lens mount with rubber seals around it. The Nikkon D300 attracted so much of Yossi's attention that the short haired brunette couldn't see what or who was in front of her anymore.
Crash!"Ita-i!" A girl screamed with a really high pitch.
Yossi had fallen on her front with her arms supporting her body out of reflex. She looked down to find a very pretty girl with long dark hair laying in between her arms glaring back at her. Yossi stared back at her, thinking that this girl was the most, no maybe the second most, beautiful thing she has ever seen that day.
"Your pretty." Yossi unknowingly said out loud as she continued to stare at the girl's beauty.
"Erm thanks," she blushed at the compliment, "but can you get off me please?"
"Oh.. OH, sorry. Sorry." Yossi got up from the floor and gave her jeans a brush or two wiping off any dirt that attracted itself to her jeans, and then she stretched out her hand to help the girl up from the floor. "Are you ok?"
"Yes, I'm fine." The girl replied, and squatted down to pick up everything she dropped. Sheets of papers with vague drawings of girls and a few colored pens and pencils was scattered on the floor around the two. Yossi joined her to help, "Your drawings are... nice." trying to make small talk, the taller girl stacked the pieces of paper together and handed it over to the girl.
"No it's not.. If you want to lie, lie properly." She said sounding slightly angrily.
"Sorry.. But why draw only girls?"
The tanned girl rolled her eyes and replied, "It's called fashion designing."
"Oh."
"I'm Yoshi-" Yossi opened her mouth, wanting to continue their little conversation and introducing herself when she heard someone shouting at them.
"OI! What are you doing? You'll be late!" Yossi glanced at the familiar voice and noticed Mai finally caught up with her then zoomed past her towards the family restaurant. She looked at her watch and her eyes widened. "Yabe-e!!"
"Er.. Sorry about just now. I’m really sorry. Bye!" She apologized for the umpteenth time and went dashing off towards Mai's direction, leaving the girl who confusingly waved goodbye to Yossi.
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"I'm home!" Rika shouted to no one in particular, announcing her arrival like she always does while she took off her heeled shoes and stepped into the two storied house.
"You’re late. Where have you been?" The voice of a woman shouted back.
"Mama... I was only ten minutes late." Rika said as she walked over to her mother in the kitchen and stood beside her at the kitchen stove taking a peek into the pot which her mother had been busy stirring.
"Ten minutes is still late, you never know what can happen in ten minutes. You could get kidnapped or meet some bad guy. So, what did you do, with who and why were you ten minutes late?" Rika's mother nagged.
"Relax Mama, I'm here now aren't I? See, " Rika smiled at the mother while she wrapped her arm around the slightly shorter and plum lady, "no one kidnapped me. I just missed the bus and had to wait a little longer that’s all."
"Hmm.. Really? Then next time call if you miss the bus. So I wouldn't have to worry so much."
"Hai hai, ok Mama." Rika assured her mother and peered into the pot once again taking whiff of it's aroma. "Mmmm! Curry! Yatta!"
"Yes, I'm cooking your favorite beef curry, so go clean yourself up before dinner." She said with a slightly strict tone.
Rika smiled happily and planted a kiss on her mothers left cheek as she removed her arms from her mother's shoulders and ran out to the living room towards the staircase, she greeted her father who had just came home before dashing up into her room.
"So Rika-chan, how was your day?"
"Oh it was great Papa! Shibaccha-"
"Rika, don't talk with your mouth full. It's not lady like at all." Mrs Ishikawa interrupted Rika as she sat on the chair is a very poised manner.
The family of three sat at the dinning table eating together. Rika was brought up in a fairly rich family, with a father who dotes on her very much and a mother who has protective over Rika. She had grown up with everything she need and didn't need. In other words, one might claim Rika to be a spoiled child as she could get what ever she wanted, when ever she wanted. Yet she did not have such qualities of a spoilt child due to a strict upbringing by her mother who was a very conservative lady who believed girls should behave elegantly, treat everyone with respect, and be loyal to their loved one always.
"Yes Mama, sorry."
"Now you can go ahead and continue your story. I am sure you father wants to know what happened to his precious daughter today." The lady smiled at her husband and quietly continued with her dinner.
Rika told everything that happened that day to her father happily. Even though it was through their dinner time, Rika just loved how her father would spare time from his busy schedule just to listen to her ramble about simple things like how her day was. She went on about her day in school as a fashion design student in Toho Gakuen, how her best friend Shibata Ayumi was just in the school beside hers, and also about the incident that happened on her way home.
"What? Someone crashed into you making you fall down, and you didn't do anything about it? Are you hurt? Did that guy do anything to you? How ungentlemanly of him to crash into a girl like that. He had better not lay a hand on my daughter or I would personally go to the police and..."
"Mama? I'm fine, it was just an accident. That person wasn't looking straight that’s all." Rika assured her mother who surprisingly over reacted. She didn't bother to correct the gender of the person who had crashed into her either since she knew she'd never see her again. But then Rika just couldn't help notice how dashingly handsome the girl looked when she kept staring at Rika.
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Adding on to the(slowly increasing) series of unfinished stories I have...
Well this one is IshiYoshi gentei(ONLY) in other words it's overloaded with, my favorite, IshiYoshi-ness.. Still contemplating between making this a short 4 or 5 chapter story or dragging it a little longer to like say.. 20 chapters? -Opinions needed please!-
*Chapter 2 up tomorrow*
Topic: Together Forever (Read 9040 times)