@dark-atrox: Not much MaYuki scene here.
@Seigus: No, I should be the one thanking you for reading this crappy fic.
Thank you!
@ShibuyaDokiDoki: Kid's Meal + Mayuyu = Cuteness Overload. =w=b I wonder what this 'New Beginning' is.. *looks around suspiciously*
@arisa03: ; A ; I was actually thinking of making Mayuyu into a mangaka... But my sister keeps on telling me it's Cliched... *sniffle* And yes! Starcraft on 98! Oh God, nostalgia o A o
@oddball: Well either way, we all know how Yuko and Sashihara duo would make a good comic relief team, right?
@BlackRockAnon: Look what you did! Since you told me not to update too fast, I didn't update for a whole week!
Just kidding. xD Thank you for reading again and once again, Please Don't Rip This Fic Off Of Your List. ;A;
@kahem: That's good news, right? xD
@haruhi16: xD Yes! Oshiri Sisters ftw!! And thank you for reading. m ( _ _ ) m
@badsaints: I'm so sorry! ;A; I updated slow! So Sorry! And this Chapter doesn't have much MaYuki too... I'M SO SORRY! I'M SORRY, MORE THAN A DROWN BEETLE!
@immortal_K: When you're done with your finals, make sure to update your fic.
Everyone, I'm so sorry for my late update... My Modem's actually dead right now so I can't get on... ;A; Now I know how Yuki feels... I'm actually using the internet in my mother's office just to update... so please let me slide? ;A; And as usual: Forgive me if this chapter is a little bit... lame. D:Off to the story!
Chapter 4You have entered the ‘Little Mouse’ chatroom as ‘Black’.
Little Mouse (11:32PM): Have you ever had that feeling that fate is slowly drawing people closer to each other?
Black (11:32PM): What an odd welcoming message…
Little Mouse (11:33PM): It’s not a welcoming message; it’s supposed to be a serious question!!
Black (11:34PM): Really? Then why the odd question?
Little Mouse (11:34PM): As if I’m going to tell you.
Black (11:35PM): Oh. Alright, it’s not like I’m really curious anyway.
Little Mouse (11:35PM): Fine, I guess there’s no helping it, since you’re insisting too much… I guess I’ll tell you.“Wait… I don’t think I’m insisting anyone at all…” Yuki muttered to herself as she stared at the message. Heaving out a sigh, she pursed her lips for a second before typing in her reply.
Black (11:37PM): I’m waiting.
Little Mouse (11:37PM): Well you see, just now, I had a quick chat with another girl. Don’t be jealous, Blacky, I still have my interest locked on you. But it’s just that for some reason, without me knowing, we ended up talking about lots of things! …Are you jealous?
Black (11:38PM): I see no reason why I should be jealous at all. So, who’s this girl?
Little Mouse (11:38PM): Gasp! Are you going to hunt her down and kill her out of jealousy?!
Slapping her hand on her forehead, another sigh escaped from the writer’s lips. “This girl… She can be really ridiculous in the internet world… There’s no way someone would go as far as that just because of jealousy right? I’m not even jealous to begin with anyway.” She frowned.
Black (11:39PM): Look, I’m not jealous.
Little Mouse (11:39PM): Alright, alright, I’ll tell you her name, just don’t hurt her okay?Yuki facepalmed again.
Little Mouse (11:40PM): She goes by the username of Center. Cool nick, right?More like another ridiculous one.
Black (11:41PM): Is that all you have to say tonight?
Little Mouse (11:42PM): Eh? Uh… I guess so…?
Black (11:43PM): Alright. I’ll be going to bed then. Good night.
Little Mouse (11:44PM): Eh? Wait—Blacky, you’re actually jealous aren’t you?!Rolling her eyes on ‘Little Mouse’s’ message, Yuki pressed the red ‘X’ button on her browser, closing the whole thing at once. “Like I said… I’m not jealous, idiot…” She sighed inwardly before pressing another program on her taskbar- Microsoft Word.
Again, it was nothing but blank. No word, no sentences constructed- hell, not even a mere letter was on it; Just plain white, as usual.
And she blames the café for it.
For some odd reason, after leaving the lively place, she felt as though all of her strength had just left her. After hours of trying to push a stranger away and avoiding multiple attempts of touching her butt or her… assets, surely you couldn’t blame her.
Who, with a right mind, would suddenly start shouting ‘WHAT A MAJESTIC BOOB!’ on her first meeting with another female, anyway?
And now her mood was crushed even more because of that ‘Little Mouse’.
So what if she found another chatmate?
There’s no reason for her to be jealous, right?
“None, none.” Yuki nodded to herself as she stood up from her seat and moved towards the Sofa, dropping herself on it with her face buried on the pillow.
She was only curious, that’s why she wanted to know the ‘girl’s’ name.
Who knows? Maybe that ‘Center’ person really is a guy in reality.
If so, then she has to give Mayu a good laugh on her face.
A little pay back.
That’s right…
Revenge is sweet…
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“Crap…” Was the only thing Yuki could mutter as she stared at her still-alive-and-beaming-with-beautiful-colors PC in front of her, her right palm pressing against her forehead as she heaved out a sigh. Why did this have too happen to her? First, her night was ruined, and now, her morning was ruined as well thanks to this stupid computer.
No, thanks to her stupid carelessness.
Sure, youngsters now a days wouldn’t make a huge fuss about leaving their computer on for the whole night- but for Yuki, doing something like that was suicide. She
is living alone, after all. And most of all, she works as an unsuccessful Writer- which meant that she only had a few money with her. In fact, if her parents would stop giving her some monthly allowance, then she would, without a doubt, turn into nothing but skin and bone.
Yes. She was that poor.
Why did she have to fall asleep on the Sofa anyway?
She sighed.
God must really love mocking her like this.
“I bet he’s laughing up in the heaven right now…”
Her stomach growled.
This really isn’t her day.
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“Welcome~!” Mayu sang with a huge grin plastered on her face as soon as she heard the café’s door open, it grew even more as soon as she noticed who it was. “Yukirin~! Welcome, welcome! Here, take a seat here!” Skipping off to a vacant seat (actually, all of the seat there was vacant), she slightly pulled it for the writer. “Sit, sit~” she smiled at Yuki once again as she slightly tilted her head to the side.
Yuki simply stared at the waitress with both a disgusted look on her face and at the same time, a surprised one. But mostly the former. She kept quiet nonetheless and eventually complied on the girl’s offer. She sat down on the said seat while looking up at Mayu suspiciously, lifting up the menu soon after- while still secretly staring at her suspiciously.
Before Yuki could give her order, however, Mayu skipped to the oh-so-mysterious employee’s only room, sending the poor and already creep out writer a chill down to her spine.
She really should think about cooking breakfast for herself instead.
“Yukirin, welcome.” Sashihara greeted while walking out from the mentioned room. Holding a small notepad and a pen in her hands, the usually cheerful girl approached her with one of those ‘coy smile’ on. “Do you want to make an order now? Or did you forget all about it thanks to Mayuyu’s sudden change of mood?”
“Latter. And what’s with you and Mayu calling me Yukirin?”
Sashihara simply shrugged as a response, dropping her notepad and pen on the table soon after as she settled herself down on the empty seat across Yuki’s. “It’s Yuko’s nickname for you. She announced it as soon as you left. But man… Yesterday must have been a really traumatic experience for you, huh? I’m actually surprised that you still came here despite everything that happened.”
Yuki’s right eye twitched a little as she shuddered from the thought. “Please. Don’t remind me. And what’s up with Mayu?” She shifted her eyes to the employees-only room’s door, shuddering once again as soon as the image of Mayu skipping towards it appeared on her mind again.
“She met someone in the internet. Or at least that’s what she says.”
“Someone in the internet?”
“Yep. Someone who understands her better than anyone else, she said.”
“Someone who understands her better?”
Sashihara shifted her right brow up a little.
This girl sure asks a lot… she thought before shrugging. “Mhmm. She actually just ‘met’ this person yesterday. But she said that she was able to chat with her for two hours straight without even getting one of those ‘awkward silence’ moments. But hell, who cares? Just let the girl be all happy for now. It’ll fly off soon.”
It must be that Center person, Yuki thought bitterly as she turned her attention down to the menu again.
“Ah! It’s that girl with great assets!”
“Somebody kill me…” The writer sighed, dropping her head on the table soon after with a loud “thug” on it. Sashihara jumped a little in response.
“Don’t worry, don’t worry, I won’t do anything on you. I was just playing around yesterday~” Yuko grinned as she walked towards Yuki’s table from god-knows-where-she-came-from. “Sasshi, I see that you’re lazing around on your work time… Tsk, tsk, tsk… I might need to cut that off from your paycheck as a punishment.”
“What!? NO! You can’t do that!! SCANDAL’S CONCERT IS COMING SOON! I WAS PLANNING TO BUY THEIR ULTRA EXPENSIVE TICKET! DON’T DO THIS TO ME, YUKO!”
“Well
I’m sorry” Yuki frowned as she heard Yuko say the last two words in Engrish accent. “But rules are rules, Sasshi. If you slack off, then it’s kssshhhkkk-” The café’s Manager ran her thumb from one side of her neck to the other, “-If you know what I mean. Buuut, if you’re that desperate, I guess I could let you off… But there’s a catch, of course.” She grinned playfully.
She sure says ‘But’ a lot. Yuki thought as she watched the two from her seat. Whatever happened to her breakfast, anyway?
“And… What may that be?” Sashihara cleared her throat, knowing well how her Manager tends to think of ridiculous things such as riding a crocodile or an ostrich, or even trying to fit a hand inside a kangaroo’s pocket. And believe it or not, they have tried all of those already. Thankfully, they were still alive and unharmed.
“Equivalent Exchange.”
“Huh?”
Hearing Sashihara’s response, Yuko heaved out a sigh disappointedly while frowning, “To gain something, one must sacrifice another thing with equal value. That is the law of Alchemy. That’s what Equivalent Exchange i-”
“-But we’re talking about my paycheck, not Alchemy.”
“I know that! I was just trying to relate two different things together!” The midget pouted a little, much to Sashihara and Yuki’s surprise. But her dimpled grin appeared on her face not long after, making the writer sigh inwardly while the waitress cleared her throat for the nth time of the day, “What I want, in exchange for your Paycheck is…” she trailed off.
Both Yuki and Sashihara sat still quietly as they waited for her to continue…
Two minutes passed, but still, Yuko didn’t say anything…
Three…
Four….
Fi-
“Would you just please say it already so I can order my food?”
“You sure are no fun…” Yuko muttered while frowning once again, but this time, her lower lip was sticking out. “Fine. In exchange for you paycheck, Sasshi, This girl over here has to work for the café for a whole week!” Pointing at Yuki accusingly, the midget gave the two a smug smirk, her right brow lifting up as she stared at the two’s reaction; Wide eyes.
Yuki blinked, slowly lifting her right hand up while pointing her index finger to herself and looked up at Yuko with a puzzled look on. Yuko nodded as response. She turned her attention to Sashihara soon after- who had a pleading look on her face which simply yelled ‘PLEASE SAY YES! THIS IS FOR THE SAKE OF SCANDAL!’. The poor writer heaved out a sigh soon after.
“Why me?”
“Because you’re
PERFECT!” Yuko’s reply came fast- with the Engrish accent mixed on it again, much to Yuki’s dismay. It’s not like she hated the accent, it’s just that she found it irrelevant. Rather, annoying. “I mean, just look at yourself in the mirror! With a sexy body like that, big asset and beautiful face, I’m sure that costumers would start flooding in within a second! You’re a must have, Yukirin! A. MUST. HAVE!” She began shaking the girl violently.
“But- I- Already- have- a—work! AND WOULD YOU PLEASE STOP SHAKING ME!?”
“Oh… How sad then, it seems like you’ll have to say goodbye to half of your paycheck, Sasshi.”
Yuki frowned. Is this supposed to make her feel guilty? A double sided blackmail? If it is, then this midget sure knows how to stir people’s feelings around.
“Yukirin… Please do it for me! I’ll do anything you want! Anything! If you want to play my Xbox then I’ll lend it to you without any second thoughts! PSP? PS3? PS2? Or even the old Playstation?! Maybe a Nintendo fancies you? Just please don’t make her cut my Paycheck! I NEED to watch the concert, Yuki, a concert only happens once! Please, please, please!” Sashihara suddenly knelt down on the floor with her head bowed down. “I won’t stand up unless you say yes, Yukirin. So please say Yes!”
Slapping her forehead mentally, Yuki heaved out a sigh again and turned her head to Yuko- who until now still had a devious grin plastered on her face. If only she wasn’t a midget, then Yuki would have been sure that she was the devil already. Well, height and the Devil have no connection at all, but the Manager’s height just honestly makes her look like a mischievous kid in Yuki’s eyes. Yep, a spoiled and childish brat.
The writer gulped. She knew she was going to regret saying this sooner or later, but what choice does she have? If she says no, then this crazy wota before her would continue on kneeling down- and she’s sure that even a new costumer wouldn’t detach her from the floor. So she
has to say yes. And most of all, she doubt that her guilt would spare her if ever she says no and leaves Sashihara crying.
Why did she have to be so kind anyway? She sighed.
“Just for a week?” Yuki shifted her eyes to Sashihara then to Yuko, frowning a little.
“Just a week.”
Sighing yet again for the nth time, the writer nodded her head a little. Yuko smiled happily in response, but didn’t say anything. She wanted to hear that word from the tall girl’s lips. That sweet word which starts with the letter Y and spelt Victory to the midget’s ears. “I’ll do it.” Yuko’s smile dropped down. And she wanted to hear ‘Yes’ too.
“YUKIRIN, I LOVE YOU! I REALLY DO! MARRY ME!” Sashihara tackled the writer down as soon as she stood up, making both of them fall down with her ontop of the writer. She hugged the female tightly- up to the point where Yuki was close to choking. “I love you, I love you, I love you! I swear, with all my heart, you’ll be the only girl I love! Not in a gay way, of course but still, I swear, aside from my mother, I love you!”
“Y-You swear too much, Sashihara...” Yuki coughed while trying to pull the girl’s arm away from her neck. To her dismay though, doing that only made it worst. “H-Hey, hey! I- I can’t breathe! Let go of me already!”
Yuko, who was standing right behind Yuki, looked down at Sashihara quietly and smirked. “With this… We have successfully transmuted something, eh, Sasshi?”
Sashihara continued on hugging the tall female. She placed her hand behind the girl’s head soon after before looking back at Yuko, giving her a smile as well, “It’s a success, then. Our ‘Alchemy’, that is.”
Successfully pushing the wota of a waitress off of her, Yuki rubbed the back of her neck, clicking her tongue quietly before standing up and walking off to her seat. “Look, I don’t know and care about what this ‘Alchemy’ you two are talking about is, but-” Her stomach finally made its final growl. “-I’m hungry already…” She quietly dropped her head on the table before her with her forehead resting by its edge. “By the way, where’s Mayu?”
Yuko blinked and looked around the café, finally noticing how the youngest waitress was missing the whole time. “Shiriri-chan? Don’t know… Must be in the Employees Room, chatting with her newly found friend?”
“Oh, her.”
“Ohoho! What’s this, are you jealous?!” A grin immediately made its way to the midget’s feature, making her now temporary employee frown.
Yuki literally facepalmed while sighing loudly.
“I’m not jealous, idiot.”
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