Yuzuha, with persuasion from her two sons, gave me the rest of the week off, but explained that she expected to see me bright and early on Monday morning. When I told her that I was always early, she smiled and said, "I know."
Kiyomi told me that today was not only a work free, but a Tamaki and Kyoya free day. First, we were going to get our hair done, and then we were getting our nails done. After that, we were going to go to my place and work on Dad's party. Today would be good for me.
"How did you and Mitsukuni end up together, Kiyomi?" I asked as we were on our drive to the hair salon. I never asked her before, and I kind of want to know.
She smiled, "It was really spontaneous, actually. After we all graduated, Honey had matured and asked that we all call him Mitsukuni. It wasn't until about a year after graduation. He just called me up one night and asked if I'd like to go out. He took me out for dinner at this beautiful restaurant, and we talked. For hours. About everything from high school to what movies we loved. I knew then that there would never be anybody else out there for me. Mitsukuni was the one- the only one, that I could ever, truly love."
"That sounds so amazing, Kiyomi! Oh, goodness. I don't know how you did it. You got my fairytale ending, not yours," I let out a sigh.
Kiyomi took my hand, "And yours was a lot more fun, too."
I remember the evening of her party, we were up in her room, talking about our perfect fairytale endings.
"Then, what is yours, Kasumi?" She asks. Wow, it's been a long time since she's actually called me Kasumi.
"Well, mine isn't a knight-in-shining-armour or a Cinderella story. Mine is realizing I'm in love with somebody who won't let me down." I explain actually smiling with the picture inside my head.
"That's cute, but I think you'd enjoy my fantasy more." Kiyomi states happily.
Turns out that I didn't. Not one bit. It was good for a while, but now, it's just heart-wrenching. For all three of us. Stop! This is a no-stress day!
"I'm really happy for you, Kiyomi. I'm glad that everything worked out for you."
She gave my hand a squeeze, "And I hope that, eventually, it works out for you, too."
Talk about perfect timing. The car pulled up to the curb after those words left her mouth. Kiyomi basically hauled me out of the car.
"What are you going to get done?" my sister asked me this as we walked into a favourite hair salon around.
"I don't know. Since I have to have photos taken of me about once or twice a week, I can't go too crazy. Just something simple."
Kiyomi thinks for a moment, "Oh! I have an idea! You could get a blonde dip dye done! It's look really cute on you!"
"You think so?"
"Yeah I do! And if not, you can get it dyed back to your original colour, on me."
"Alright. I guess I'll try it," I told my hairdresser what I wanted some, and she set off to work.
Kiyomi was getting the tips of her hair dyed a different colour. Pink, I think. Like highlights, but not. Your only 24 once, I guess.
"Do you like it?" The hairdresser asked me once my hair was done. She had kept me busy with casual conversation.
Oddly, I do, "It's great, thank you."
My sister glances at me, "Kasumi, you look so good!" The hairdresser was taking off the little tinfoil pieces in her hair. It was a light pink; it was cute.
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The City Didn't Make Me Fall (OHSHC)
Fanfiction[Sequel to Your Tricks Won't Make Me Fall!!] Seven years have passed since Kasumi went away, and she's finally ready to return home. She thought she would go home as soon as she turned 18; when the choice was hers. One of the universities that Yuzu...
