The sudden sound of tires in the driveway made me jump up. I knew it was Jensen and Kami coming back, their date must have been cut short. She better not have been worried about me. I swear, if she was I am going to murder her, bring her back to life only to murder her again!
I glanced at the clock as I was exiting Kami's room. 10:30. Three hours after they left. Huh, I guess it wasn't cut short. I must have dosed off. Weird. I never dose off.
I waited in the entryway for Kami to come inside. I didn't want to open the door, so that they could have their privacy outside. Normally I would have totally ruined it, but this time I figured I'd be nice and give them some make out time since that was what Jensen was complaining about in the first place. I really can't believe Kami didn't fight me all that much when I told her I was staying. Normally if I said I was staying, she would demand that I go too and if I still said I wouldn't go, she would say that she wouldn't go and she would stick to it. I am glad that she didn't do that this time. Maybe it was because most of the time her parents are home.
Kami finally came in. She told Jensen goodnight one last time, and closed the door. She turned around holding a Primrose bouquet, her favorite flowers. Her cheeks flushing when she saw me standing standing there.
"How was it? Did you have a good time?" I asked.
"Yeah I did. You should have gone though. You would have had a good time too, instead of being bored here."
"Yeah, because being a third wheel is just so much fun!" I rolled my eyes and smiled at her. "You don't need to worry about me and you need to spend some time with your boyfriend without your best friend. I mean when is the last time you spent ten minutes outside your front door making out?"
Her eyes widened a little bit and a light shade of pink came across her cheeks. "A long time."
"And why is that?" I asked her, and without waiting for her response I continued, "I'll tell you. It's because you keep bringing me with you and you won't even kiss him while I'm there, which I don't get. I wouldn't mind and you know that Jensen wouldn't either. Everyone in the world knows that. You really don't need to be embarassed. You tell me every little detail the few times I don't go with you anyway."
"Well it's just that I feel bad if your left behind. I don't want you to be bored or anything. And as for the kissing thing, well I don't want it to be awkward for you."
Again I rolled my eyes. "Kami, how many times have I told you that it doesnt matter to me? I. Dont. Care."
"I know."
"Well I'm not coming with you anymore." Like a three year old, I stuck my tounge out at her. We laughed and I said, "Then you can shove your tounge down his throat all you want."
"Raine!" Kami squeeked. Again with the embarrassment. Geez, she really needs to just get over it.
I started laughing again and she joined me.
When we finally calmed down she filled me in on everything about her night.
On the way to the restraunt he stopped and got her the Primrose. She said that she only told him once quite a while ago that those were her favorite flowers and he had only gotten them for her once before.
I still remember the one time that I asked her why her favorite flower was a Primrose. It was a few years ago, and we were standing in her grandmothers shop. Her name was Emiko, she was beautiful even in her old age. She always allowed Kami and I to browse her shop and she would always teach us the meanings and names of all the different flowers she had. I still to this day miss her and her teachings.
I asked Kami why the Primrose was her favorite flower. I asked her why out of all of the beautiful flowers that surrounded us every day of our lives, why that one flower stood out in her mind the most. She told me that it was her favorite because it was beautiful in more ways then one.
"Why in more ways then one?" I had asked her.
"The Primrose is not only beautiful and different on the outside with its golden center and colorful borders, but it also has a beautiful meaning. Obaasan Emiko taught me that." She smiled to herself as if remembering the conversation with Emiko.
"What does it mean?" I asked.
Kami's cheeks redened as if she was embarassed of what her answer to my question would be. "It means 'I can't live without you'."
"Wow, if a guy ever gave me that flower and knew what the meaning of it was, I think I would die out of happiness."
She nodded. "That is why it is my favorite flower. What is yours?"
"It is actually one that Emiko just showed us the other day. Its the Camellia, meaning 'longing for you'. It is the only one that stuck with me all through that night, and I just knew that it was my favorite."
That is the only part of the conversation about flowers that I remember with Kami. I have always remembered what she told me about the Primrose.
After getting her the flowers, he brought her to Olive Garden, a place she absolutely loves where she ordered Grilled Shrimp Caprese, her favorite dish of all time, and he ordered his usual Chicken Alfredo. After they left Olive Garden, he took her to the plaza where they got ice cream and walked around holding hands and talking.
"He told me something kind of deep while we were walking." Kami told me.
"What did he say? Was it how much he loves, adores, and cherishes you?"
"No. It wasn't even about me. He basically told me that he is scared about the fact that he hasn't specialized yet. He told me that most specialize around the age of twelve. I didn't know it bothered him that much. I mean, I knew it bothered him, but I didn't think that he thought that much about it. I guess I should have realized it sooner because it's who he is."
I have to admit, my brother sure does know exactly what to do for Kami. She already forgot that she was mad at him for what he did to me. Thank god.
There wasn't much to the date, but just being together was enough for both of them. They are both completely love struck. It's kind of cute when I don't think about the fact that it's my brother.
Kami declared that she was completely beat so we headed upstairs to her bedroom for bed. In each of our houses, we have a drawer of clothes for the other. Neither of us ever have to bring clothes over to the others house. It's great not having to carry a bag with me practically every day.
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Sorry. I know its short and nothing exciting happens, but I wanted you to see another side of Jensen, the sweet side a little bit. :) Hope you liked it. Please Comment
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