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"Sigh, she loves me not, again." He muttered as he tossed the now petal free flower onto the cafe's table. Five other similar flowers lay near it. A tiny vase that was once filled with petite flowers was now empty. He begin to drum his fingers on the table, staring at his untouched sandwich.
"You can start off by stop talking to sanwiches."
A voice said from behing him. Domon turned immediatly, but saw no one. A shadow then fall across his head, and he knew at once who it was. He gave the chair next to him a hard shove with his foot, and watched glee-fully as Recca landed on the sidewalk. At least that was what he had hoped to see. To Domon's dismay, Recca, trained ninja he was, landed on his feet.
"We ninjas always land on our feet. Try to remember that pig-nose." Recca told him, a smug look on his face. A surge of annoyance rose up inside him, and Domon got ready to punch the look off his face, when he recalled he was in need of Recca's help. Desperately. His fist stopped half-way, a hair's breath away from Recca face. Domon slowly lowered it, giving him a forced smile.
"Too chicken to puch me pig-nose?"
His temper flared up inside him again, but Domon willed himself to calm down.
"Recca is supposed to help you, do not hit him Domon. Cool down Domon, cool down."
Domon murmured to himself. After a while, he looked up at Recca.
"Hello Recca, my good friend, how about helping an old pal with something?"
Recca gave him a curious look, no sure if that sugar-like voice was real.
"Help you? With what?"
"Err...you know..."
Sputtering, a faint blush appeared on Domon's face. Recca smiled knowingly.
"I see...someone has girl troubles huh?"
Domon nodded, his blush turning to a deep red.
"So will you help me? After all, you've got a girlfriend yourself..."
It was now Recca's turn to turn crimson. Even if he and Yanagi were now an offical item,(and a cute one too!) that didn't mean he was some sort of 'expert' on the love field did it? He hoped not.
"Domon, its not like that. You can't well...just learn it like a book. You've got to erm... experience it for yourself. I can't teach you how to win someone's love..."
"Oh..."
A look of disappointment showed on Domon's face.
"Thanks for trying to help anyway, Recca."
He turned away from Recca, and signaled the waiter to bring the bill.
"Hey, just because I said that doens't mean that I won't help you..."
Help you. The very words he wanted to hear. He jumped up and engulfed Recca in a bear hug.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank..."
"Alright already! Let me go!"
His face a pale white, Recca was squirming in Domon's arms, trying to get free. Domon let him go, and caused Recca to land on the ground.
"Ohh...that hurts...if you ever do that again pig-nose, you can forget about my help."
"Ok, ok, so can we start?"
Domon whined(sorta). Recca waved his hand absent-mindedly. In his fit of happiness, Domon knocked over the little vase on the table. It hit the floor with a sickening crash. The waiter which had brought the bill over scribbled something on to the paper before handing it to Domon.
"That would be $5 extra for the vase."
Domon winced, and paid him. He then turned back to Recca.
"So what's the first
step?"
"Simple. ask her out."
Recca answered, as
though it was the simplest thing in the world to do.
"Err...and how do I do that?"
Was he talking to a baka or what? Recca tugged at Domon's shirt.
"C'mon, follow me..."
He told Domon, dragging him down the road towards Fuuko's house.
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