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Okay, just letting you guys know, I'm copying and pasting all entries into Word and then chaptering them... I'm going to put them in Fanfiction.net as our fanfic together ^-^;; . so yeah, that is all...
OH YEAH! Get Tonoko (Luis), Aya (Zero), Spiral (Enkou), Schu, Yohji (Amanda), and Ken (Naru) to start posting again XD
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[26 Jun 2003|07:02pm] |
Nagi keeps his smile, even though he catches the few glares that Omi throws at him. He continues to hold the door open for Megumi, currently caught up in the conversation.
“The table turned over by itself? How strange… Perhaps today just wasn’t the best of days to attend this restaurant?” he asked, casting a quick glance to Omi and giving him a smirk.
“I apologize if I’ve been holding you back here, Megumi. It seems as if your friend wishes to depart quickly, he said, partially leaning against the opened door now. He bowed and waved his right arm out the door, politely.
“I hope the rest of the evening goes well for you, Miss Megumi. I wouldn’t want to hold you and your friend back for the rest of the evening.”
He flashed Megumi yet another friendly smile.
“Perhaps we shall see each other around some day, ne?”
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[26 Jun 2003|04:30am] |
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Omi continues to let his smile stay on his face as he glares some at Nagi, his fists continue to clentch into a fist. He looks over to Megumi losing his fist and gives her a nod letting her know he is alright "Its just...uh..." tries to think of a excuse "I wanna take you somewhere else now, somewhere really special" he lied in a sense, wanting to leave as quick as possible and would lie just to leave and to get away from Nagi not wanting Megumi to be involved with him.
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[24 Jun 2003|07:35pm] |
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She shook her head, "We didn't turn it over. It just...kind of...Fell over." She sighed at the way that story sounds even if it was honest. Looking over at Omi, she blinked twice at his smile, "We have to leave...? Why is it getting late? I'm sure I've only been talking here for ten minutes at the most. Are you all right, Omi-kun?" She studied his face slowly, trying to figure out what she said wrong this time.
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[24 Jun 2003|05:33pm] |
Looking at Megumi, a smile formed its way onto his face as his cheeks blushed a bright pink, obviously flattered by her words.
“Thank you, Megumi. You’re too kind,” he said. He turned to Omi and forced his smile to stay.
“I’m sorry you’ll have to pay for that table. Why did you turn it over anyways?” he asked in his innocent act. He blinked and tilted his head, hiding his amusement behind that polite mask of his.
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[24 Jun 2003|03:49pm] |
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He blinks some and looks to Nagi and fakes a smile that even himself would believe wasnt fake. He then looks back over to Megumi shaking his head "Did charge me a thing" he answers looking back to Nagi clentching his fists some but continues to fake the smile "Well, we should be going..." he says softly looking back over to Megumi.
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[22 Jun 2003|11:58pm] |
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Tilting her head, she smiled happily as he took the door for her, "You are too polite." She blinked and held her hand to shake his in greeting. "Nice to meet you, Nagi. I'm Megumi." She turned to look at Omi and shook her head. "No, Omi-kun's just my friend." Megumi tugged on Omi's arm slightly "Omi-kun, this is Nagi. He's the like, the most polite person you could probably ever meet and I've only known him for less than five minutes." She beamed happily, but then winced recalling the horrors that happened today. "Thank you for your sympathy, Nagi. That's nice of you to notice." She tilted her head towards Omi, "Did they charge you much?"
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[22 Jun 2003|09:58pm] |
Nagi shook his politely, taking a step beside the girl and holding the door open for her, instead.
“I apologize; I really should’ve been looking to see where I was going. My name’s Nagi, by the way. What’s yours?” he asked, a smile spread across his face as innocent as a child’s.
Just at that moment, Omi stepped up. Suddenly, Nagi wasn’t as calm as before. His eyes opened widely and he forced his jaw from dropping to the floor. Great, he probably recognized him!
“Is this your boyfriend?” he asked, continuing his innocent act as his expression faded to a smile again.
"I'm sorry you two haven't had a good evening," he added.
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[22 Jun 2003|10:46pm] |
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He stood there watching her sighing as she opens the door then gazes the person that knocked into Megumi looking at the two for a momen as they converse then looking back to Megumi wanting to say something but not sure if he should and just let things be as they are. When Megumi and the person stop talking he walks up to her some and places a hand on her shoulder to get her attention wanting to tell her something before she leaves.
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[22 Jun 2003|11:30pm] |
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Stepping back from being run into, she blinked at the boy. Hearing his apology she shook her head quickly, "No, it's my fault... I should have moved. You were probably distracted by the disaster area I caused...Some how. So I should be held at blame not you. You were just doing what every normal person would do at a time like this...Try to figure out what happened." She smiled and held the door open for him, "Are you on your way out? You can go right ahead for being so concious and polite."
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[22 Jun 2003|09:22pm] |
As Nagi walked up to the cash register, he handed the cashier the bill along with the exact amount of change. He nodded politely, as he then turned around slowly, his gaze still back at Omi’s table. The smirk returned to his face. Confused… They were so confused! It was great!
As his attention was there and not into the direction of where he was going, he suddenly bumped into the orange haired girl; Omi’s guest. With a startled gasp, he took a step back and bowed politely.
“I’m so sorry, miss! I should watch were I was going,” he said.
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[22 Jun 2003|11:08pm] |
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Megumi sighed, removing her hand from her forehead, "No, Omi-kun." She shook her head slowly, "I'd rather just go home...I'm not that hungry anymore..." She folded her arms across her chest and shrugged her shoulders slightly "I'm sorry for such a horrible evening." Millions of thoughts flew through her head about what could have happened. She began moving towards the door. "I'll see you tomorrow at school...If you're charged for anything I'll pay for half, all right? I'll feel too bad otherwise. Thank you for everything." She smiled slightly and began opening the door.
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[22 Jun 2003|10:05pm] |
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Looks around some then looks back to Megumi, removing her hands and slowly lifts up her head then smiles to her "Lets go eat shall we?" he asks her still smiling to her still having her hand into his hand holding it gently. Looking back to the tables that were on the ground now wondering what could have caused it but doesnt think to much on it and looks back to Megumi waiting for her answer.
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[22 Jun 2003|10:23pm] |
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The shock of the table toppling caused her to yelp slightly. She looked at Omi and to the table "It wasn't like that before...It wasn't even shaking slightly. I don't understand! This is awful." She looked around, scanning the facial expressions of the people around them. "Umm..Sorry for the disturbances?" Her eyes rise to see three waiters rushing over and looking at the damage that was done. She gulps slightly and sighs, lowering her head and putting her hand over it.
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[22 Jun 2003|08:26pm] |
Nagi had to use a lot of self control to hold back his laugh of amusement. Everything from that little incident went so well! Nobody suspected him, mostly because nobody saw him. He mentally congratulated himself for training his mental capabilities to perform such acts.
Continuing to devour the cheesecake, and just about finished, he cast another glance behind him at the two at the table. Should he or shouldn’t he? Of course he will. Omi was a poor victim in his little game of ‘guess’.
His eyes locked onto the table, and with a quick whip of his head, he table shook violently, then suddenly, toppled over onto the floor. Neither Omi nor his guest were harmed; in fact, they were still standing in their chairs as the furniture was literally tipped over, sending its contents onto the floor. The people who were either dining or waiting to dine all through-out the restaurant instantly cast their surprised gazes onto the couple. The expressions on their faces were priceless. Nagi began to wonder if they would have to pay for that. If so, they’d be paying for something he did. He turned back to his plate and couldn’t help but chuckle a little louder then before. Quickly, he finished the rest of his cheesecake and dabbed his lips with the napkin again, waving over the waiter for the bill. As soon as he received it, he stood up and casually strode over to the cashier, a wicked smile befallen onto his seemingly innocent features.
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[22 Jun 2003|09:10pm] |
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She happily followed Kem to his motorcycle as her dress gently blew in the wind, after she got on the bike, she made sure the kitten was okay and wrapped her arms around Ken's waist firmly. When they finally got into the store, she noticed how empty looking it was, wondering why it wasn't so crowded, but she didn't mind/care, she was happy to be with Ken without those fangirls and whatnot. "I'm happy it's not a busy afternoon," she smiled softly and sat behind the counter with the kitten purring up a storm near her feet. The kitten watched as Ken was tying his apron, the kitten watched the string and ran over to Ken trying to jump at it. Sota watched and giggled as the kitten was playing around.
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[22 Jun 2003|09:11pm] |
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Omi nods "I saw" he said answering her first question. "I believe I have" answering her next question. He kisses her forhead where she got hit hoping it would make her feel better. "I saw it thrown but I didnt see who did it" he said lying. "Let go back to our seats" he said reaching out taking her hand gently holding it in his hand gently to comfort her.
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[22 Jun 2003|06:45pm] |
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Ken got up and led Sota (once again) to his motorcycle. After plunking the extra helmet on her head and tightening the chinstrap, he put his own on and swung his leg over the side of the bike. After making sure that Sota and the kitten were safely on the back, he burned off down the street. Within a few minutes they had reached the flowershop. After dismounting, he gently assisted Sota in doing so as well. He walked into the shop, the bells over the door gangling as he entered. As he held the door open for Sota, he noticed that the shop was not as busy as he'd expected - a good thing, seeing as he wasn't sure how the kitten would react if there had been masses of people mulling about the store. "Well Sota...looks like we might be in for a slow afternoon." he commented while tying up his apron.
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[22 Jun 2003|09:45pm] |
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"Did you SEE, Omi-kun?! It just..flew at me! Someone threw it!" She blinked a few times and tilted her head "Oh, by the way...Did you decide what would be a good meal from here? It's kind of relevance because of the whole...menu thing." She smiled sweetly and then went back to her whining, "It really, really hurt! Someone in here has no manners. I mean, they just had to cause this...It's the kind of person who screams in a library! It's pure evil! Pure EVIL! And someone in here had to have done it! Unless the menus here are demonic...Omi-kun, did you see any menus being thrown? I would like to return the menu and the favor to whomever!"
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[22 Jun 2003|07:45pm] |
Lifting his glass of water to assist in swallowing down the thick, creamy cheesecake, Nagi sent his eyes into the directions of sudden loud yells; from the same female voice as earlier. He set his glass down delicately onto the table and lifted his napkin, dabbing his lips quietly.
Setting his napkin down again, he looked over towards the orange-haired girl and smirked somewhat. What a scene she was creating… And it was all his fault. No worry, of course. He certainly didn’t feel any guilt from it. Gradually, he picked up his fork again and sliced another piece, bringing it up to his lips and into his mouth, setting a performance as innocent as any other customer at the restaurant.
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