I’ve been talking a bit with some folks here and there and I noticed some are trying to get me into all sorts of stuff
Sorry, ladies, cuz only ISHIYOSHI ROX MY SOX!!!
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The BIGAKU is now officially, my girl’s theme song
KISS! and KISS! and KI~SS!
We only see each other online… so that sucks but that’s better than nothing… thank GOD for webcams of all resolutions
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Fathers’ Day is coming up… and even if I do seem to be a father-hater (refer to fic
), and I do hate my dad for a lot of shit, he’s still my old man…
Something I learned when I was in highschool was ‘You can never be too old or be too angry to hold your father’s hand’ (unless you’re Yossui on this fic
)
So yeah
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Dunno if I’ll be updating again this week so, I’mma greet our favorite To-chan now… dunno if all people celebrate it on the same day either so whatever…
Happy Father’s day… even if you really aren’t a father
… we wish you are jajajajajajajajajajaja… I wish she’s my dad
To-chan!! Haha (another retarded fantasy)
UPDATE!!!!!!!
At the arrival bay of Narita International Airport, two men were waiting.
“Are you sure the flight is today?” One anxiously asked the other.
“Of course! The Boss reminded me himself.”
“Could she have passed by us without us noticing it?”
“Oi.” The brawnier man rolled up a newspaper getting ready to smack the impatient one.
He held out his hands in defense. “Hey, no need for that…”
Their little exchange was interrupted by the buzzing her the brawnier one’s mobile phone. Upon putting the device close to his ear, he had to pull away almost immediately as he was greeted with yelling and accusation.
He turned away from his companion as he spoke. “Uh, sir, we haven’t called you yet because, Ms. Ishikawa has not yet arrived… … Sir, we’ve been waiting here for six hours. … … …. … There was no advisory that any flight from the Philippines was delayed…. … Sir, we’ve been on the lookout the whole time… …No sir. … … sumimasen… Yes, we should have asked… Yes sir. Yes. Right away, sir…. … …Ye--” Their boss hung up.
The newspaper rolled up in his hand flew onto to the head of his companion just before he talked to some airport personnel.
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Mai walked behind Hitomi as she walked to her condo assisted by Ayaka. The three were debating on how the setup for tonight will go.
“You don’t have to stay tonight, you know? I’ll be okay… Just some fever… By tomorrow, I’ll be up and running again.” Hitomi said, although her appearance told the two she was lying.
“You are not running anywhere, Yoshiko. You will stay at home for the next 48 hours. And Mai and I will be staying over.” Ayaka firmly said.
“No… okay… here’s a deal… you two stay over… and I’ll be at the office tomorrow.” Hitomi negotiated.
“No deal.”
“But Aya and me have something to talk about tomorrow.”
“She will come over to your place tomorrow so you can talk in privacy.”
“Hmmmm…” Hitomi thought about it. “How about… I stay at home and you guys don’t come into my house…”
“No more negotiations for you, Ms. President!” Mai lightly and carefully tackled Hitomi from behind, immediately scolded by Ayaka.
“Don’t be so rough on her. She’s still sick…”
“That was a light tackle!”
“She’s sick, end of story.” Ayaka said as she pulled the key to the condo from her pocket.
They could barely here the prolonged ‘No’ coming from Hitomi as Ayaka twisted the key and the door made that creaking sound again.
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In their hotel room, Miki and Aya were not speaking to each oth—
“Why didn’t you tell me right away that you saw Rika!?” Ayaya asked with slight frustration.
“Didn’t I tell you earlier, I didn’t have a reason to stop her!”
“You could’ve at least stalled her and called for me because I have reason to stop her!”
“What reason is that?”
“Yocchan is our friend. That is reason enough”
“Didn’t you see? Yocchan was letting her go!”
“And she had her reasons to do so… She loves Rika…”
“That’s still not reason enough for me to stop Rika-chan or to call you to stop Rika-chan.”
“What reason would be enough for you?!”
“If she didn’t want to go, and someone was forcing her, I’d keep her from leaving. But she was there, by herself, walking in the airport. She really might not want to leave, but she’s there on her own free will!”
Aya’s eyebrows met. “Great, you’re just confusing me now… She wants to leave… but doesn’t want to leave… but wants to leave? … I’m lost.”
“Just do your business with Yoshizawa and let me have my vacation. I’m tired, I’m going to bed…”
“Oi, Mikitan… … Miki!” Aya called as Miki climbed unto the bed.
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