WALLFLOWER REUNITED

chapter 9

By: K'onix

Suna stuck around for a while, talking with Mia. She had wonderfully embarrassing stories of Kyohei that made him blush wildly. Poor boy, didn't know what he was getting himself into.

After a few stories, he excused himself to the restroom for some privacy. Suna giggled watching Kyohei scramble away. As soon as he was out of hearing distance, though, Suna stopped. Turning to Mia, she demanded information on Rachel.

"Ah, Rachel," Mia said, as if remembering something. "Now there's a doll if I've ever seen one. Terribly sweet girl; hard to hate her"

"Not that hard," Suna grumbled, slouching in her chair. That was not the words she wanted to hear. Something along the lines of, "I hope he dumps her soon!" or "You mean he's still seeing her!" would have been nice.

"Don't you like Rachel, little beauty?" Mia asked concerned.

"I was kinda hoping that he'd get with someone else," Suna confessed. "There's this girl that's absolutely perfect for him. Rachel ruins it all."

"The Fried Shrimp girl," Mia winked, "I should have known."

Suna gasped. "You mean you knew that it was a girl?"

"There's only one way to get to Kyohei, and that's through is stomach. I knew that if he loved the food that much, it must have been a girl."

Suna smiled at the old woman. "Yeah, well, the plan is gone now. There's nothing that can happen with Rachel around...hmm, that rhymes."

"Silly girl," Mia shushed, "There's always a way. I don't ever want to hear that tone again."

"Well, what am I supposed to do?" Suna asked, "Drive Rachel out of town."

"Until Kyohei loves Rachel, there should always be a plan," Mia explained.

Suna studied Mia. "You know, for someone who loves Rachel, you're pretty supportive of someone you don't know."

Mia gave a smiled that Suna could only describe as all knowing. "The day Kyohei talks about Rachel's fried shrimp, then I'll give up."

Suna giggled, firmly planted in her ways to bring Kyohei and Sunako together.

Later, the two said goodbye to Mia and got back into the car. Kyohei drove them home with the radio blaring. Music pounded through speakers as Suna and Kyohei sang along badly. Suna danced in the front seat, her blond hair flying everywhere. As the commercials came on, Kyohei turned it down.

"Ah, I love that song," Suna panted, out of breath from singing so loud.

"I could tell," Kyohei laughed, "I thought you were going to blind me with that hair of yours."

"Hey! My hair isn't that long," Suna defended herself. So what if she got a little wild?

"Yeah, sure. It's almost as long as Sunako's." Kyohei told her. "Did you know that she almost strangled someone with her hair?"

Suna looked at him with shocked eyes. "Who?"

Kyohei shrugged, "Just some guy,"

Scoffing at the statement, Suna rolled her eyes. "What'd you do?"

Kyohei had the decency to look offended. "I did nothing! In fact, I'm the one who stopped her from killing the guy!"

Suna didn't believe him. She knew for a fact that Kyohei held the record for the person Sunako tried to kill the most. Suna even that he held that record with pride, knowing that he could piss her off like no other.