Fuwa fuwa tsuroiro Ichigo the 3rd of the 5th generation
The end of a bento and the start to a new friendship(tool)
As I walked outside the school checking out the surrounding, the school garden happened to catch my eyes. The flowers bloomed and dance in the opened air filling the fields with a splendid selection of colors, being lead by the warm gentle air that kindly blew a gust of wind, lifting fallen petals into the air, creating a beautiful scene, like a ballroom dance. Along all of this there was the smoothing sound of the tiny birds, that hopped with joy and delight, singing a song of welcoming from the bottom of their tiny hearts. Lastly the true reason why I had the urge to come to the garden was because of the beautifully set table and chair, like a small tea house, that shine and glittered under the rays of the sun. A familiar voice penetrated my thought, “oi! Ichigo, stop looking at the garden and grab a seat I’m getting hungry, you know, and anyways you must be tired of walking(she never listens to me I say wear normal heels, but noooooo all she does is have these giant five feet heels made instead.........even though it does fit her well.......). I looked at Himitsu who is currently being carried by me(bunny mode) and said, “yea yea, I’m getting there” As I approached the table I noticed how neatly made the design was, a combination of white and black with a hint of silver swirls, simple and yet so sophisticated. You may be asking why go through all the trouble just to see the chair and table in a garden? Well the answer is quiet simple, as a follower(or just a person who really loves it) of lolita style clothing, being able to sit and eat sweets in such a surrounding is wonderful......and beside I was a little on the hungry side, and so was Himitsu. As I placed Himitsu on the table, he watched (and drooled) as I grabbed a seat and was pulling out our bento from my little purse. As I placed it on the table I asked him, “wouldn’t it just be better if you transform into your human form to eat? There’s another chair you know.” the little cute bunny (Himitsu) looked up at me and said, “what? You don’t want to feed me?.........teh fine if you insist that much, here I go, hehehee”. The bunny began to glow as a blinding light surrounded him (as this was happening I whipped out some shades, Fuwa Fuwa sunshade they cut through the brightest light, just don’t wear them while walking. Trust me or you’ll end up like the guy in the background who sounded like this, “AAAAAAAAHhhhhhhhh the liggggggghhhhht, it BBBBBBBUUUUURRRRNNNS!!!”...... don’t want to become blind at such an age) the light began to move from the table to the grass field. Then the light grew in size and it also began to fade away, to reveal a teenager who’s slightly taller than average , with black and white Ouji style clothing, with hair that’s painted a passionate red. As he opened his narrow eyes, the color of a cold silver was shown. He stood in a cool and calm pose combing his hair with a comb that had the words “I LOVE NIME” on one side and on the other side it read, “I M GMER” (the A’s were scratched off....... but I don’t know why).Then he spoke, a low and cool voice escaped toward my ears, “man, it’s been awhile. I was getting to used to that other form....... oh and another thing, did you pack my sweet carrot cake in the bento?” I looked away, and continued to open my bento, as I said, “.....No......” he falls to the ground dramatically while holding onto his hair and doing a death wale, “NNNnnnnnnOooooooo” after a few minutes he came to, “but you did buy my bento right?” I picked up the napkin from the table, and cleaned my mouth, while saying, “....No......” As those words hit his ears, tears began to fill his eyes, but before he could say anything, I whipped out a specially decorated bento box, and say, “heheheh, calm down would you and let me talk. What I was saying is that I didn’t buy your bento, instead I made one for you..... so cut the tears would you (beside what kind of master would I be if I don’t feed him.......anyways it such fun joking with him, or better yet teasing him)”. Himitsu’s tears stopped and was left with a shocked expression, as he quickly ran towards me and hugged me (even though to me it felt me like a choke, but I’ll let it past for today, just because he was hungry), “Ichigo!!!! you’re soooooo KAWAIIIIII!!!!”. All I could say was, “hurry up and eat your food, or that’ll be you last meal”. He skipped towards the chair across of me, while humming some tune to some music. He sat down and opened up his chop sticks, as he placed the food in his mouth the only reaction he gave was a tearful eye, as he said, “ this is soooooooo GOOOD!”. after a minute or so, I heard foot steps coming my way, I didn’t worry to much because there’s nothing out there that can take me down. The step became louder, and from the brushes came a teen girl dragging a guy who was k.o. and who was at the same time chewing on her skirt. The first thing I thought was, “great she must be like a caveman, what she likes she bags, and what makes things worst, the guy was starving to death” she stopped right in front of us and said, “UH?”. the guy looked pitiful and useful, so the next thing that crossed my mind was, “HOHOHOHOHO, I can use this pitiful sap, to do my bidding”. So I offered some food (had some extra bentos....... ten to be exact...what? I can leave home knowing that where I’m going there might not have food, and beside I get hungry on the way.) That’s when the girl introduced herself and what she called her master. I too did the same (while having Himitsu clinged on to me.....waaaaay too over protective). At that moment, we made two new friends who was going on the same mission like me, but all I thought was, “two new tool to use......YAY!”
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