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| Over a Sandwhich? (Private Bocchan No killing or fighting) | |
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YuskeFudo
Age : 27 Posts : 69
| Subject: Over a Sandwhich? (Private Bocchan No killing or fighting) Sun 03 Apr 2011, 3:04 am | |
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Over A sandwhich?
Featuring: Bushidoo Yuske And Yamanaka Asako
12:25 pm It was early afternoon inside Kusa's best Lunch Shack the Iorn Samurai owned by the uncle of yuske bushidoo therefore he got free sandwhiches, Today he purposely skipped breakfast just so he would have the drive to make the best sandwhich he had ever made and now he had the tools to do so.The Ingredients sat along the wooden table toasted bread mayo cheese lettuce Ham and turkey all would soon be stacked on top of one another in perfect harmony, Bread cheese Ham Letuce Repeat this time replace ham with turkey and bread goes last Perfection yuske looked upon his master piece and wiped drool from the corner of his mouth onto his napkin he lifted the sandwhich and held it in one hand rotating it glorifying it his cup of polmgranite juice the only drink that could complment the perfect sandwhich. Both hands wrapped around it linking together the sandwhich inched toward Yuske's hungry maw right before he was launched into supreme delight, "Hey Slacker get your narrow behind in here and pick up this sack of potatoes!!" A few of the customers jumped, one knocked over a chair, Yuske slumped and walked into the kitchen slacker was his Aunt Uri's nickname for him he crouched over and picked up the potatoes tossing them into the bag and recived a smack to his head "Don't throw em if there bruised they might not take um then i would tell your mother and she'd take it out of your allowance." Yuske stood and gently laid the potatoes down onto the table and walked out of the kitchen he sighed and thought even though she wasen't the greatest aunt in the world that's how all the women in his family were so he was used to it the key was to "Kill them with kindness" in the words of his father he sat down at his table and before he dug into his lunch another call came this one from the counter, "Yuske come serve these to tables 3, 7 and 12." Yuske slammed his sandwich onto his plate and cursed he stood up and looked at the plates. Curry with cheese Plain curry and A Sandwhich he gave the curry to the elderly man and women although he tried to go as quick as he could but the old man stopped him with a lengthy story which ended somthing like this "And he paid her off with a chicken and i've got the scars to prove it." He trotted over to the last table a lady and her baby the little girl pushed out of her chair and said "Mommy i go potty" the women repiled with a nod., Yuske smiled as the girl rushed to the restroom the women took the sandwhich from yuske and asked for salt when yuske answered no we don't she shrugged him off like a stray fart,
Yuske Trotted over to the table he was sitting at and began to drink his furit punch then stopped he wanted to save the rest for... for.. Somthing was extremly wrong "Where Where!!" He searched relentlessly for it the master piece he had made and was prime to devour was gone dissapeared into thin air gone with the wind he stood tears in his eyes he even began to unsheath his Katana "WHERE IS MY SANDWHICH!!!" quite a few people stared in dismay at the boy wondering what the problem was he stared in paticular at a Girl in a yellow bikini top with a headband "Ninja she had the skills to take it Maybe he did it but why hmm hungry no money free snack ..." "Hey Miss see what happen to my sandwhich?"
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| | | Bocchan
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| Subject: Re: Over a Sandwhich? (Private Bocchan No killing or fighting) Sun 03 Apr 2011, 5:36 am | |
| The hustle and bustle of the streets of Kusagakure was extremely lively. People moved about here and there, going about there daily lives. Like any day in Kusagakure it was beautiful, the many colorful flora seem to bring out the natural happiness in everyone. The warmth of the morning followed into the afternoon, which made it seem even more beautiful. Asako smiled as she finished cleaning the room where she and her brother slept. Asako had her own room, this was true but she just could never sleep without the warmth of her brother. Smiling as she fluffed the downy filled pillow and putting it on the bed gently, she looked around the room and smiled at her work. " Perfect." With the nod of the head the young Yamanaka left the room, closing the door behind her. A small smile came to her lips as she ran towards the door that leads to the outside, passing her father's room which was slightly ajar she stopped and peeked inside. Asako frowned as she saw her father sitting down looking at a picture. Shaking her head Asako continued to make her way to the front door, she knew he was looking at the picture of her mother. " Baka..." The small word she muttered under her breath as she walked out into the beauty and made her way to the Iron Samurai.
Asako walked with a steady pace, her mind stuck on her father. Ever since she could remeber he would go into his little withdrawals from the world to cry about mother. This sickened Asako to no end and she always refused to speak to him when he was like that. A small grumble came from her tummy as she realized she was right next to the Iron Samurai. A smile came to her face as she rushed inside, her bluish-Green eyes scanning the place for somewhere to sit. Moving a blond braid that fell loose from her blue cloth she walked over to a seat near the window. Almost a few inches from the seat she frowned when a small child almost knocked her over, shaking her head she smirked " Kids.." Everything seemed fine until " WHERE S MY SANDWICH" A frown came over her as she looked around to see a boy who had unsheathed a katana and soon beagn to look at her. Asako looked back her eyes lowered " I know he does not think---" Her thoughts were cut off by his words of her suspicions. Shaking her head Asako smiled sweetly. " No..I did not take your sandwich....But I would like to buy one, I will buy you one...If ya like." Tilting her head only slightly she took a seat and waited for a waiter to come by, still looking at the boy. |
| | | YuskeFudo
Age : 27 Posts : 69
| Subject: Re: Over a Sandwhich? (Private Bocchan No killing or fighting) Sun 03 Apr 2011, 6:01 am | |
| Yuske eyes were met full on by the woman he was staring at she offered a rebuttal and he was feeling quite stupid when he heard her offer to buy him another sandwhich clearly the woman had money so why would she need to steal a sandwhich, Calmed down he realized how stupid he must have looked there he was standing katana drawn ranting about some sandwhich he looked around the shop the elderly couple looked at him almost terrifyed the woman sat there her daughter now back from the bathroom was snacking on somthing, luckly his uncle and aunt were distracted by the sound of the fryers instead of his screams he turned back to the girl who was a few years older then yuske himself he put kitan back into the sheath and bowed to the women "No i'm sorry it's just i skipped breakfast and was prepared to dig into that sandwhich um would you like somthing on the house of course, Do you mind?." Yuske said as he prepared to sit down he halted when his aunt came out and Slaped him on the head with her wooden spoon "I heard what you just did anything she orders is free and it'll be coming out of your allownce." His aunt's eyes gazed over to the girl and said please forgive him if you need anything he will be your server, Sit down slacker." Yuske abruptly sat down his eyes met the girl's she was quite attractive with her yellow bikini and the blue band around her braided hair then he met her Blue-green eyes they seemed uninterested not even mad or scared about what had happened but she seemed to be thinking about somthing else not daydreaming but thinking about somthing his aunt walked away and said in his ear "If she costs me over 100 bucks it's going to be you and me out side sword to sword Got it?" Yuske shook his head indicating that he understood what she said
He turned back to the woman "I really am sorry i didn't mean to if i did startle you i'm yuske fudo Your?" He extended his hand although he wouldn't blame her if she didn't accept |
| | | Bocchan
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| Subject: Re: Over a Sandwhich? (Private Bocchan No killing or fighting) Tue 05 Apr 2011, 1:40 am | |
| Sitting in her seat with one leg crossed over the other, Asako smiled as the young boy apologized. Her eye blinked as they followed the small child who ran past her a few moments ago. The child seem to be munching on something she did not have before but Asako brushed it off not minding since it was not her business. Her blue-green eyes looked back over towards the boy who asked if she wanted something on the house. Asako opened her mouth tho answer him but before she could get any words out another women came out, Asako smiled and nodded at the women.
Smileing as the boy who called himself Yuske extended his hand she shook it but stood up. " It's ok...I don't have time to eat..I have to go...Maybe I will take a rain check ." Laughing the blond walked out of the store.
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| | | YuskeFudo
Age : 27 Posts : 69
| Subject: Re: Over a Sandwhich? (Private Bocchan No killing or fighting) Tue 05 Apr 2011, 5:20 am | |
| Yuske watched as the attractive blonde left he stood up so she could stay in his view then noticed the same girl who had ran to the bathroom was now snacking on a sandwhich a sandwhich that looked familier "HEY!!"
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