Now outside our respective houses, I turned to Victor and waved before running into the house. My mother was cleaning up the counter, and I could smell my father making katsudon in the kitchen. My mother's head snapped up from the counter as I shut the door. She sighed in relief."Yuri, there you are. Put your robe on and start putting menus on tables, please." I nodded and hurried up to my room. I tossed my duffel onto the floor and threw open my closet door to get the olive green robe that served as the uniform for our hot spring. I quickly stripped down and redressed myself. I checked myself in the mirror, adjusted my glasses and gave my messy black hair a quick comb. As I went down the stairs to the public area of our house, I could hear my older sister groaning in her room.
I hope she isn't too badly ill. Then again, she might just be hung over.
I grabbed the stack of menus that my mom held out for me as she thanked me loudly before rushing into the kitchen.
I spread the laminated papers through the tables and picked up the remote to the big TV and turned it to the sports channel. I checked the time. Exactly 8:30. Opening time.
"Mom, should I go put the sign outside? It's opening time." I called into the kitchen and mom poked her head from the kitchen.
"Oh! Yes, please, I'd nearly forgotten. Thanks again, Yuri,"
"No problem." I grabbed the 'open' sign from beside the front door and slipped on my shoes to put it in the yard. I slid open the door and felt the chill of the wind on my face. Good thing these stupid robes are so thick.
I strode to the end of the walk and shoved the sign into the grass. Suddenly I got the feeling of being watched... I looked across the street and saw Victor looking at me through his window. He had a mug of coffee and he was just looking out the window. It was like he was spacing out, but his eyes were fixed right on me.. I felt the warmth on my cheeks and quickly rushed back to the house.
I looked back towards his house before I went in. I could have sworn I saw something pass by the window.. Something blue? Weird..
I took my shoes off and walked back into the house. Mom was back at the counter now. Her brows furrowed when she saw me.
"Why are you blushing like that, Yuri?" I didn't really know what to say.
"I-I'm not! Its just c-chilly outside, that's all." She raised an eyebrow, but didn't ask any more questions. I sat down in a chair by the TV and sighed.
I probably looked so stupid in this dumb robe... In front of Victor, too! Jeez, my luck is the worst... Wait, why should that even matter?! Augh! I need to stop. He. Will. Never. Like. You. Yuri. You're just a piglet, and he's like a wolf or something. He is way out of my league- Yuri! I told you to stop having gay thoughts! Oh, I'm arguing with myself again.. Jeez. I'm so weird.
I laid my head in my hands and tried to stop thinking about it. Then, the ringing of the front door bell made me look up. My eyes widened when I saw who was at the door.
It was a short, pale, girl, with purple and blue hair. She had big, wide framed hipster glasses. She wore jeans and an oversized sweater with 'Fudanshi' printed on the front. I immediately blurted out without thinking.
"Lola?!" She looked up at me and smiled shyly. In a quiet, unsure voice, she said,
"Surprise?" I immediately ran over to her and asked,
"What in the world are you doing here, Lola?" She stepped out of her shoes and stepped up the ledge.
"Well, when you told me where you were moving to, I decided to keep it a secret that.. I lived here too!" I smiled wide. I had known Lola for years on the internet, but I had never met her in person until now. She was my best friend, though she was a grade lower than me.
"Well, come in, dummy!" I said. She stepped up the ledge and we sat down at a table together.
"I'll go grab you a coffee. Two sugars, right? It's on the house." She smiled kindly and rested her head on the table.
I hurried into the kitchen and returned with her coffee. Nobody else was coming in, so I sat down across from her. Suddenly, she looked like she remembered something important and clapped her hands together excitedly.
"Oh! I just remembered! You know the guy I've been shipping you with since I first met you?" I rolled my eyes and nodded. How could I forget? "Well, now I can introduce you! His name is Victor Nikiforov."
When she said that, I immediately started choking on my own breath. When I calmed myself, she was looking at me suspiciously.
"I met him already! We're friends, but he most definitely does not like me." She got a devious smile on her face as I felt the blush spread over my cheeks.
"Even if that is true, which it most definitely is not, is a certain someone else feeling some love? Someone who wears blue glasses, perhaps?" Her smile got bigger and bigger as my blush got brighter and brighter. I crossed my arms on the table and buried my red face in the green cloth.
"Shuddup." I muttered through my arms. She squealed and clapped her hands together, nearly knocking her coffee over. She grabbed my hands from across the table and clasped them tight.
"Oh my gosh, it is true! I knew it! I swear on Castiel's grace, I will make. This. Happen." I shook my head as my blush faded away.
"Okay, multiple things wrong with that. One. Even if you are right about my emotions, Victor is probably straight. Two. How would you even ensure something like that?" She shrugged with a smirk.
"One. I am right about your emotions. Two. He is most definitely gay. Three. You may not know this, but the guy's a total sucker for his little sister." She said with a wink. I knitted my eyebrows, confused.
"Little sister? I didn't even know he had a sister. Are you friends with her or something?" She collapsed in giggles at my confusion.
"Aww, he didn't tell you about me? I'm hurt." I was still really confused and rolled my eyes at her sarcasm. "Oh, Yuri, you can be so, so dense. I'm not friends with his sister. I am his sister."
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FanfictionVictuuri because I am trash. Probs super bad, but whatever. School fic, maybe some dark stuff because depression, etcetera. Enjoy. or don't. I've given up on life. So whatever.