Muse On Ice

10.

I wish Himari and I weren't fighting right now, I really need her artistic touch with my hair and makeup. I try to find a decent outfit, taking a cream coloured off shoulder sweater and some jeans paired with a gold necklace my brother gifted me and a black purse. I let my hair down and straighten it, no fancy waves and sprays like Himari had, but it suffices. I don't want to do much makeup, not like I even know how to do it well, so I slap on some tinted gloss and some mascara.

The taxi pulled into a tall, extravagant apartment building, and I stepped into the sleek lobby. Damn this guy is loaded huh.

  "Suzuka-san?" Yuzuru waved me over to where he was sitting. " You're here early. The dinner doesn't start until 6:30, it's..." he glances at the time on his phone. " 6:10 now."

" I just like being early, I hope I'm not too early." God, why do I have to be early today, couldn't I kill some time at home?

" No, not at all, Brian's upstairs cooking something, come, I'll introduce you." He smiles, leading me to the elevators.

In the elevator, I try to distract myself from the awkward silence by scrolling through my amazon homepage, filled with Mrs. Green Apple merch I've always been dying to get. Retail therapy, am I right?

I hear a small gasp escape from Yuzuru, I look up at him curiously.

"Sorry, I just love Mrs. Green Apple. I've never met someone else who likes them."

Oh. My. Gosh. Can I have an hour long replay of his voice? And how his eyes light up... And he likes Mrs. Green Apple? How else can he be more perfect?

( this is your sign to listen to Mrs. Green Apple
sophia)

" Really? I've been wanting to go to their concerts but I haven't found the time..."
What lies, I've had plenty of time, but the amount in my bank account... not so much.

I watch as he opens his mouth to say something, but gets interrupted by the sound of the lift stopping.

He leads me toward a particularly big door, enters some codes in the keypad and invites me in his home.

We're immediately greeted by the savory smells of food cooking, then a hearty voice.

" Welcome back, kid! Gone for a while, huh," the man says in English, with a thick Canadian accent. He glances at Yuzuru, then at me. " And who's this young lady?"

"Oh, sorry for not introducing myself earlier, I'm Suzuka, Yuzuru's new designer." I bow slightly, smiling.
Huh, I'm surprised my English still held up after coming back to Japan.

" Ah! Yes, Yuzuru mentioned you before. I'm Brian, Yuzuru's ex-coach. Come, come, take a seat." He gestures to the dining table.

I take a seat and Yuzuru follows suit, sitting next to me. He looks at me for a while until I turn to him.

"What?"

"You know how to speak English?"

"I studied in the US so yeah."

He turns back, nodding.

" How are you so good?" He zeroes in on me.

" Practice, I guess."

Brian laughs, turning to Yuzuru.
" You see, you gotta practice."

I look at Yuzuru as he pouts ever so cutely, not making any effort to defend himself.

sorry if this chapter isn't the best, I think I wrote this right after I woke up frm my surgery
-sophia