(I'm gonna use letters for chapter names later on since I'm bored with numbers (:)

Miyuki and I were heading towards our lanlord's cafe, when she yelled right next to my ear and pointed to a cute cake shop. She dragged me in.

"Hey, maybe we could get a few cakes for our landlord?" she asked without looking up. That's weird, I'm the one who's obsessed with sweets, here.
Starting to drool at the sight of so many cute cakes, I lean towards them as well.

"Do you want something?" I heard perfect Japanese above me and we both look up to see a boy around my age standing behind the counter, looking annoyed. He had messy light chocolate brown hair and eyes. I think he works here, but he isn't smiling at all.

After not answering for sometime, I was observing him, Miyuki was just shy to talk in general, he said: "which one do you want?"
Looking back down at the cakes, I pronounce the labels, "cheesecake, a strawberry shortcake, four fruit tarts, a Mont Blanc...and...a chocolate cake."

That's kinda a lot when I think about it, but they just all look so delicious!

"You're getting eight?" he ask surprised, then mumbled, "...I don't know how you girls can eat so much of this. I hate cake."

But he works at a cake shop....

Then he smirked: "you'll get fat if you eat all these."
While Miyuki showed a startled expression, I roll my eyes at him and say, "just pack 'em up."

"Okay, so the first person I meet in Tokyo is a first-class-jerk." I say after we continue our way to the cafe, "...can't wait for life."
"C'mon, don't say that." Miyuki said cheerfully.
"Uh-huh, you've room to talk." I say sarcastically.

Before she could think of a comeback--which she usually can't--someone yelled to us from behind: "You! Pay for your food!"
"My food?" we turn around and see a man with coco brown skin and a moustache. Who's this weirdo? I thought. "Girl, you no eat and run!" he said in Japanese with a thick accent. Then, the strange dude tackled Miyuki to the ground with a shriek.
A grin spread across my face as I viewed a football tackle. Yeah, I can be so heartless, sometimes.

"Y-you've got the wrong person!" Miyuki says in Japanese in a panic. She looked at me for help but the grin on my face just got wider. I stand at the side cross-armed and amused like this was none of my business at all.

"Pay your money, now!" the weirdo shouted in her face. Okay, now this is getting a bit too far.... My expression became serious as I went over and grabbed his neck from behind and threw him off of Miyuki.
"Wahhh!" he sailed head-first into a telephone pole.

"Um...are you okay?" someone asked, and I see a really tall boy with gangster hair and a black jacket.
While I checked the guy out, Miyuki seems to be frightened by him. He probably looks scary to her.

"Hey, your knee is hurt!" he then says dramatically. I glance down and sure enough, her knee was scraped. He scooped her up: "Okay, I'll take you to my place and patch you up."

Once again, I was amused while Miyuki can't get any paler.

"Besides, it's illegal to dine-and-dash, y'know." is he seriously lecturing her while carrying her in his arms? Interesting.

"Ryu, wait!" another someone called from behind, it was the florist, he said: "this girl didn't dine-and-dash! They were at my shop just a few minutes ago, you've got the wrong person!"
"What?! Dang it, Annan!" the gangster-like guy let the pale-looking Miyuki down.

"Hi, I'm Haruki Tanemura." the florist says, "are you...Miyuki and Mitsuko?"

Alarmed, I step back from him and pulled Miyuki with me. Then, finally out of her trance, she yelled: "Haruki?!"
Ugh, she's probably having flashbacks right about now. I think, annoyed, why can't I remember anything?

"Ah! Miyuki! I thought it was you!" Haruki smiled brightly, "and this is Ryu, Ryuzo Hatta. Do you remember him? His family runs Hatta Produce."
She shook slightly at the mention of his name and attentively glanced at him several times. What's going through her mind? I thought, she looks distant.

"And...Mitsuko?" Haruki turned to me, but I shook my head, "I am Miyuki's cousin." I probably sounded werid.

He looked slightly disappointed, then started talking with Miyuki.
"Black Ship? That's Johji's place." he said, "I know where it is, follow me."
He began walking, and Miyuki followed along without a thought. I sigh and follow her.

Wow, this place is so retro! I think as we step inside the cafe. I met Johji Chakura, the owner of Black Ship, who was a distant relative of aunt Joyie.

"She used to live here when we're all little," Haruki said as he motioned to Miyuki.
Johji: "Oh really? Then do you know Tak?"
Miyuki and I turn to the corner of the cafe and there was boy with silver gray hair sittng there, also in a black jacket, and is reading a comic. He was so quiet I didn't even notice him.

Haruki: "Oh, hey, Takeshi! Didn't know you were here!"
"Hey." he replied simply, then put down the comic, and looked at me, "...who's that?"

"Mitsuko," I say, then nod my head towards her and say, "Miyuki."
"Mitsuko...." he mumbled, "Little duck...."
Haruki: "You remember him? It's Takeshi Yuno. His family runs Happy Waters, the bathe house."

Miyuki: "Takeshi...?"
"The fast runner?" I blurted without thinking. Where'd that come from?

Just then, I heard the door chime ring and all of our attention turns to the main entrance.

"Yo, Jo. I brought you some cake."
Mitsuko: "Whoa, it's the jerk from that bakery!"
"You're the cake gobbler...and you seriously ate all those cakes? You look twice as fat." he said with a smirk. So rude!

Johji: "Easy, Ichigo, be nice to girls."
Miyuki: "Ichigo?"
Huh, we just keep on bumping into 'old friends' here, aren't we? Too bad they're not old friends to me!

And soon the jerk realized it too, he looked at me, "Mitsuko Takahashi..?" Apparently, I'm supposed to know this guy. I waved distantly at him.

"Oh! BTW where's Richy?" Miyuki suddenly says, mixing the two languages,
Ryu: "Huh?"
My fist clenched slightly, Miyuki knows everybody here, but they're all new to me.
Haruki: "...Richy..?"
"You know, she's that really cute girl with pale skin and is a year younger than me...."
Ryu: "...'she'?"
"Her mom used to teach piano lessons, come on!" she says in an uncharacteristically loud voice.
Haruki: "Are you talking about--"

"--me?" someone finished Haru's sentence. The boy stood up from a chair at the counter and walked to us. He had dirty blonde hair and hazel eyes, wearing a bluish green uniform with a red tie. He's really good-looking. But he's a 'he'.

Johji: "I was wondering why you were being so quiet, Rihito. You were waiting to make a dramatic entrance, weren't you."
The boy smiled and said: "Haha, I just had to say something since she started talking about me."

I'm seriously confused right now.

Miyuki had a really dumb look on her face as she stammered, "um...I was...my friend, Richy...."
Haruki: "Okumiya, Rihito is Richy...."

"So are you a guy or a girl?" I speak up.

Rihito looked surprised for a second, then grinned at me as well, "Mitsuko? I see you both are still beautiful."
I raise an eyebrow at him while Miyuki blushed.

Miyuki was muttering something I can't hear, and Rihito started talking to her: "if you're wondering, I've always been a boy."
"What?!" she said even louder.

Distracted, I tuned what else they said out and started wondering off on my own. Let's see, I'm supposed to be staying upstairs in this cafe, maybe I could go check it out.

Everybody's attention was on Miyuki and Rihito so no one noticed me slipping upstairs.

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