Questions and More Questions

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 A/N: Everything "Kimi no Na wa/your name." belongs to Makoto Shinkai, the god of feels.

It was 8 o'clock by the time Mitsuha had arrived back at her apartment. She found Yotsuha sitting at the door with a clearly annoyed face.

"About time!"

"Sorry."

"Ah whatever, make up for it by telling me all about him."

Mitsuha thought Yotsuha would just want to know just a bit about Taki. She was very wrong.

"What's his name? How old is he? How tall is he? Is he actually a she? Tell me! Tell me!"

"Hold on! Let us actually enter first!"

"Fine."

Mitsuha went in for a shower after she got in. When she came out, she found her sister sitting with a devilish grin. This would be a long night for Mitsuha.

"So, what's his name?"

"Taki."

"Full name?"

"Taki Tachibana."

"What do you guys call each other?"

"H-He calls me Mitsuha, and I c-call her T-Taki-kun." Mitsuha's face became very red while saying this.

"Ooh! So are you guys dating?"

"Y-Yes." Mitsuha's blush levels have gone through the roof.

"Wow! How long?"

"S-Since earlier t-today."

"Okay... How long ago did you guys meet?"

"T-This was our second meet-ting since 8 years ago."

"8 years ago? So that means... oh my god, he was your date that day right? When you suddenly went to Tokyo?"

"T-That wasn't a date!" Mitsuha's face could be compared to a ripe tomato at this point.

"Oh yeah I almost forgot, how old is he?"

"Oh um he's 22."

"So you were into younger men all this time? Wait till Obaa-san hears this."

"I-It's not like that! I-"

"Do you like him?"

"Well, yes."

"And does he like you?"

"Yeah. I'm sure of it."

"Then it doesn't matter. I'm happy if you're happy."

"O-Oh, thanks."

Mitsuha had forgotten that Yotsuha can be very sweet if she wants to.

"Oh, also, are you meeting him tomorrow?"

"Yes. What about it?"

"Then take me with you. I want to see him."

"H-Huh? Why is that?"

"I'm still not entirely sure if this Taki guy is worthy of dating you."

"Alright then. I'll tell him about it."

They had dinner and spent time talking about general things like how was their work/studies going, how was Obaa-san, etc until it was time to sleep.


Taki reached his apartment at around the same time Mitsuha did. When he entered, his phone, now connected to wifi, showed an e-mail. It read:

To: Tachibana Taki

Subject: Interview results

Congratulations! You have been accepted into our company, Nippon Architecture , details about your position will be given to you tomorrow. Be sure to come to the same place where you interviewed at 10:00 am on Monday.

He got it. He finally got a job. After months of interviews and rejections, he finally had something to be happy about. Obviously other than reuniting with Mitsuha. Speaking of her, they didn't really plan where they would meet did they. He'd have to ask her, but before that, he needed to shower and moreover, he was getting hungry. They didn't really eat much at the cafe. They spent more time talking, and blushing.

After showering and eating instant ramen from his fridge (Taki really needed to restock his fridge), he got in bed, brought out his phone, and texted to Mitsuha:

Where will we meet tomorrow?

Not long after that, Mitsuha replied:

Do you know where Yoyogi Park is?

Yeah. Been there a few times before. Will we meet there?

Yup. Say, at around 3 pm?

Sounds good.

Also Yotsuha wants to join.

Is that so. Alright, fine by me, been a few years since I last saw her.

And with that, both of them slowly drifted off to sleep.

A/N: Hello readers! As promised, I'm trying to make 2-3 updates per week. Excuse any drop in quality because of this. This is my first fanfic after all. As I mentioned before, I prefer writing in third person and in past tense rather than what I did in chapter 2 and will be sticking to this style until further notice. Also Nippon Architecture is entirely fictional and not a real company. Btw, can anyone suggest a better chapter name? I've had trouble coming up with one and don't think this fits all that well. Thanks in advance!

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