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18 Readers POV
It had been almost three months since Kiku had found you working at McDonalds that day. Kiku had called his family and arranged for them to send all of his things to [city]. He had found a small house (not an apartment! A real house) that he could afford with what he had saved up after two years working at McDonalds (seriously, when the only things you have to buy are food and clothing you get a lot of money saved up in two years). He had also transferred to a college within your state. It wasn't as prestigious or reputable as the one he had left, but he still got a full scholarship and they had all the classes he had wanted to take.
After the first month and a half, Kiku had asked you to move in with him. You didn't stay in the same room, but living in the same house with someone really helped you to learn about them. And the more you found out about him the more you loved him. With your combined income (what you wer
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"_____~! I brought someone to see you!" Alfred called out loudly as he stepped into the room.
"Alfred, she's not here right now." the same voice said as Kiku stepped inside and pushed the door closed. A woman with graying (h/c) hair wearing a apron and wiping her hands on a dish towel came out of what Kiku guessed was a kitchen. Her face reminded Kiku a lot of _____'s. It wasn't so much like hers that he would think that's what _____ would look like when she got to her late forties (at least that's what he guessed her age was. He wasn't entirely sure) , but it was enough that he would bet she was her mother, or at least related to her in some way.
"Oh, who's your friend?" she smiled at Kiku.
"I, er, uh..." Alfred stuttered.
"Kiku Honda." Kiku spoke up, thinking to put it in English order, and bowing.
"Kiku it's nice to meet you! You can call me [mothers name] or Mrs. [last name]. Whichever you prefer." she smiled again and Kiku decided her smile looked almost exactly like _
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"Hey dude, are you okay?"
Kiku looked up and saw a blond haired man with a strange piece of hair sticking up and wearing glasses looking down at him. He had a somewhat concerned, interested look on his face.
Kiku straightened up and looked the man in the eye, intending to say yes. But, the guy looked as if he genuinely cared, and he looked so honest... He couldn't lie to this guy. "I...I don't know."
"Hmm, sounds like you've had it kinda rough huh." the guy sat down on the bench next to him and smiled, pushing up his glasses. "I'm Alfred. You wanna tell me what's wrong?"
Kiku sighed. "It won't help anything."
"Well, maybe not, but it won't hurt anything." Alfred cocked his head and smiled slightly.
Kiku sighed again. "A few weeks ago a girl came to where I worked. One day she seemed very upset so I talked to her and we began to do things together. Then one day she left. She didn't say goodbye or even let me know she was going to leave, she just disappeared. All I knew was t
American!Tourist!ReaderxJapan part 6-Tokyo TouristAmerican!Tourist!ReaderxJapan part 6-Tokyo Tourist2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You walked down the street briskly and cheerfully. Today you were wearing a checkered button up shirt that was open in the front so that the white shirt you wore underneath it was visible, distressed blue jeans, and a pair of cowboy boots. You knew you looked out of place in the getup, but you didn't mind receiving extra glances today.
The entire day had been spent exploring Tokyo. Really you just went on a walk, got lost once or twice and bought a English-Japanese dictionary you had been lucky enough to spot in a shop. You really hadn't spent too much time getting lost though, because you slept until 10am after having an until-midnight-in-Japan-but-even-worse-in-America video chat with your best friend about everything that had happened with the two of you in the last week. She was especially excited to hear about that days events.
Now you were on your way to McDonalds to get an early dinner/late lunch. You had waited until shortly before four so that Kiku would be getting
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Kiku had dropped you off at the door to your hotel room and you had just finished a hot shower. Hair wrapped in a towel and dressed in your favorite pjs you walked back out of the bathroom and went to pick up your dirty clothes to put them away. You were just about to dump them into the bag you had taken to put dirty clothes in when you noticed something and pulled it out of the wad. It was Kiku's red scarf.
"Oh, he forgot to get his scarf." you said out loud in the empty room. You took a deep breath of the scarf again and smiled to yourself, sitting the scarf on the table next to your bed.
You then crawled into bed and clicked on the tv, flipping channels for a while until it landed on some anime. You turned the volume down so that it was just a low drone, some noise to help you sleep. You didn't like telling people this but you never had been able to sleep alone without some sort of sound. Your mother knew this, as did a few of your friends (exboyfriend Alfred included),
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13 Readers POV
You were feeling a tad bit melancholy. You would be leaving Tokyo tonight and heading back to the USA and your old life of work, study, eat, study, work, work and sleep. Not the most exciting life ever and you didn't even have a boyfriend back there anymore. Although you were now thoroughly over Alfred. He was a great guy, but he wasn't your guy. He was your friend. Your best friend. A sweet lovable puppy dog. But not your man. If anyone was for you it was Kiku. He was the best guy you'd ever met you'd decided.
You were heading to a little tiny park you had found early on in your trip, one of the few places you had been to without Kiku. There were only a handful of trees and a tiny little pond with a cute little bridge over it. It really was just a tiny green dot in the mass of buildings known as Tokyo.
There were a few people around; one young man sitting next to a tree with a laptop in his lap, three girls sitting on the only bench laughing together, a young coup
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You walked down the crowded streets of Tokyo, trying to convincing yourself you weren't homesick. Three months ago, you and your boyfriend Alfred had planned this four week trip and spent a good bit of money reserving a nice hotel room in the gigantic city. That was before, when Alfred had still claimed he loved you. A little over a month ago, Alfred had taken you out to a nice restaurant and told you that he had met and fell in love with a British girl named Alice. You were both going to cancel your trip to Tokyo, but after a day you decided that you would just go by yourself. Alfred and you broke up on good terms and you still talked to him every once in a while, but now you felt very alone, especially being in the biggest city in the world without knowing a single person or a word of Japanese.
You sighed and continued pushing your way through the busy street. Being the patriotic American you were, you had gotten off the plane dressed in a dark blue shirt with a giant sta
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After your day at the art museum Kiku took you out to dinner. The restaurant looked to you like a traditional Japanese type place, but due to your lack of knowledge of things Japanese you weren’t entirely sure. (A/N Ok, since I have no idea whatsoever about how Japanese restaurants are owned I am just going to pretend it’s pretty much like American ones.)
When you got menus you were extremely pleased to see that many of the dishes had pictures next to them. “Oh good!” you exclaimed.
“What is it?”
“There are pictures on this menu! So I don’t have to ask you for translations of everything. Not that I have a problem with that.”
He smiled. “I’ve been here several times and I remembered that there were pictures on the menu. I thought that you might like to not feel entirely helpless.”
He was pretty quick to figure you out it seemed. “Thank you, for everything.” You smiled your best smile.
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Since you couldn't read Japanese you had no idea what the store you were at was called, but by looking at the display in the front window it was clearly an electronics store.
"Why are we here?" you asked as he led you through the doors.
"We're going to get you a new camera."
"What? But... But I don't have enough money for that."
"You can worry about that later." he walked to a table that showcased many different brands of cameras.
You reluctantly followed him and watched as he examined them. It wasn't that you didn't want a new camera, and you probably could afford one. The problem was, if you wanted to buy much souvenir wise on this trip and get a new camera you would have to get a cheap camera, and you really didn't want a piece of junk you would have to replace with a more expensive one after you got home. The last thing you wanted was to waste your money.
You picked up a tiny pink camera that probably had horrible quality and didn't want to turn on, and examined it. It
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Just as the man rested his finger on the button, you decided that his eyes looked shifty. His clothing didn't look exactly high class either. At any rate you smiled your brightest smile as he snapped the picture.
Right as you and Kiku began moving back towards the man to get your camera back the man smiled and darted. Your mouth dropped open and you almost face palmed. Were thieves more common in Japan or was your luck really that bad?
You started running after the man at the same time as Kiku did, but he quickly overtook you. Since his legs were roughly the same length as yours you were somewhat surprised, but you just kept running. Within moments Kiku was several yards ahead of you and the thief was throwing worried glances over his shoulder at the speed demon behind him.
Suddenly, in a move that reminded you of tackles you had seen used in football (american football of course) games before, Kiku launched himself at the considerably larger man. Throwing all his wei
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"Hi Al." you said tentatively into your phone. It was the day after you had found a McDonalds near your hotel and not much had happened since then.
"How are you doing? Are you enjoying Tokyo?"
"Yeah, it's awesome." you lied.
"Hmm." Alfred probably didn't believe you. You don't date someone for a year and not learn some things about them. "Well... I'm glad." it seemed he decided not to pursue it. Thankfully.
"So, how is it going for you and um, Alice?"
"I'm glad you asked!" his voice brightened a lot, and in that moment you knew he was more in love with her than he had ever been with you. "It's going really well."
"Oh?" your heart sunk a little. You thought you were completely over him, but maybe you weren't. After all, he was the most serious relationship you'd ever had. In fact, he was the only guy you had ever actually contemplated what it would be like to marry.
"Yeah! Actually, that's why I called. Yesterday..." he paused for a moment and you could just feel hi
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Kiku sighed when the yellow taxi cab finally showed up at the airport. He hadn't thought it would take so long. Ever since he decided to come to America a week before time had seemed to drag on anyway so maybe it didn't take as long as it seemed.
"Where you going buddy?"
The guy started driving and looked at Kiku curiously in the mirror. "You're not from around here are you?"
"No, I live in Tokyo."
"Tokyo huh? I'd rearry rove to go there." he said and guffawed afterward. Kiku frowned at the mirror. "What, do you not rike that?" he cackled.
Kiku sighed. This was going to be a long ride.
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It had taken some effort, but after a week he could play that song on the piano with no mistakes. It's a good thing he knew how to play by ear, because he hadn't been able to find sheet music for it.
Now, he was bringing _____ into his parents apartment where his piano resided. It wasn't like he had enough room for it in his apartment after all.
"Where are we?" _____ asked as they stopped at a door.
"This is my parents apartment. I don't have enough room for all of my things in mine so much of it is still here."
"Oh. But why are we here?"
He was about to open his mouth to answer when the door flew open. Yuki stood at the door smiling at them. "Hello onii-san." she smiled.
"Hello nee-chan. This is _____-san."
A sly smile spread across her face and she bowed. "Nice to meet you _____-san."
"_____-san this is my little sister Yuki."
"Hi Yuki!" _____ gave a little wave.
Yuki's eyes widened for a moment and then the grin came back into place.
Yuki was a bit sho
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It had been a week since the day you and Kiku had had what you liked to think of as your first official date. Since that day Kiku had spent a lot of time with you. On the days he worked he would take you out to dinner or something, and on the days he didn't have to work he would spend the entire day with you, showing you a lot of the best points of Tokyo.
You were beginning to wonder how you were going to be able to go back to America. Your relationship with Kiku was still undefined, and you hadn't yet done anything beyond holding hands, although he had stopped asking permission to do so. Even though all you had done so far was hold hands you weren't worried that he didn't feel the same way you did. Of course there was a certain amount of uncertainty but you could almost see your relationship becoming closer.
Today, Kiku didn't have to work so he was taking you shopping around the city. So far you had only bought a small box and a kimono. He had bought you a hair pin.
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Kiku's knuckles gently rapped on the hotel door. When _____ didn't respond he knocked harder. Still no answer. He frowned. She never took this long to answer. He waited for a few minutes then tried again. There was still no answer so he thought that maybe she went out somewhere. Perhaps the employee at the desk would know.
After he got back down to the main floor he quickly walked towards the Mai desk. There was a short line so he stood in the back of it, feeling anxious and impatient but keeping a mostly stoic look on his face.
When his turn finally came he stepped up to the desk "Excuse me, but do you know if _____ _______ has gone out?"
The man pursed his lips and thought for a moment. "Oh yes! I remember her. She checked out."
Kiku was completely shocked. "What?"
The clerk nodded "Yeah, last night."
Kiku frowned and slowly left the desk. Had she gone home? Of course she did; where else could she have gone? But why? Why hadn't she told him? He didn't even have
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You sat there and stared at your cold French fries. You had been hungry, or at least you had thought you were until you got the food. Now that you had it in front of you, the thought of eating it was completely revolting.
You bit your lip as your arm throbbed. Your legs had mostly recovered by now but for some reason your arm still hurt.
"_____?" your head jerked up and you saw Kiku. Now he was dressed in a red shirt and a white jacket with white jeans and red converses instead of the McDonalds uniform.
You smiled a half hearted smile "Hi Kiku." he blushed again but not quite as badly as last time.
"May I sit here?" he gestured to the other chair at your table.
"I guess." you said.
"Are you okay?" he asked after a moment of awkward silence. "You haven't touched your food."
"I'm fine! Can't I not eat if I want to!? Is there anything wrong with that!?" you hadn't meant to raise your voice, but this day was really terrible.
"I don't suppose you have to if you don't want to, bu
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12 Readers POV
There was something on your stomach. Something semi heavy. You cracked your eyes open, blinking and squinting at the bright morning light. When your eyes adjusted enough for you to look around you sat straight up, making whatever it was on your stomach tumble down. This wasn't your hotel room. Your hotel room didn't have that window or those color walls, or screen doors, or such a low bed.
You looked down and saw an angry cat glaring at you. Slowly your confusion and fear melted away and your heart returned to its normal pace. You were at Kiku's parents apartment. Last night you had fallen asleep listening to him play the piano. He must have decided not to wake you up.
Neko kept glaring at you so you reached out one hand and scratched his cheek absentmindedly. He instantly started purring and leaned into your touch. "Oh you like that huh?" you laughed lightly at the happy little cat. Suddenly his ears parked up and he trotted out of the small open space in the scr
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You stepped inside the room and jumped a little when you heard Kiku shut the door. When you turned around he seemed to be looking around your room so you took the opportunity to try and size him up. He was around your height and was slender. Living in Japan he probably knew at least a little of at least one martial art. Also, when he was wearing his short sleeved uniform at McDonalds, you had seen his arms. They weren't bulky, but you had seen he had decent sized muscles. Considering everything, you decided you would probably have a very slim chance of being able to fight him off if he were to attempt to force himself upon you. Even worse, at this time of day not many people would be in the hotel, so if you were to scream odds were that no one would hear you.
You suddenly realized Kiku was looking at you with a questioning look on his face. You blushed. He had caught you.
Finally he cleared his throat. "Why don't you change into a different shirt?"
"Alright." you said, givi
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You were late. Very late, and you knew that the teacher would not be impressed. Your bag smacked against you with every step as you ran down the road, (h/l)(h/c) hair falling in your face. You had to pass by the library to get to your school, usually stopping in if you had the time. Unfortunately, this morning that was not an option. As you passed, however, you suddenly bumped into someone, your hair blocking your view. You accidentally dropped your bag and then realise that the person, whoever was coming out of the library, had dropped their books.
Oh my god, I am so sorry! you said, crouching to gather the books for them. You smiled at the cover of each, recognising the characters from some of your favourite manga books, ones you owned at home.
You stood and turned to look at the person. A Japanese teen, looking about your age, was bright red in the face with embarrassment. His black hair was a little messy, but had an eye-catching shine to i
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"Darn it!" the director yelled, stamping her feet and pacing on the stage. "How could he abandon us like this? The play is tonight!" The girl direction the play was a young Hungarian girl named Elizabeta with a vicious temper, and beautiful hair.
You cleared your throat a little "Well, I don't think he wanted to wreck," you said, fiddling with the cream colored costume you were wearing. Your college had a small drama club, so when they were going to have a big play they would usually hold auditions. For a change of pace, you tried out expecting to get the part of an extra. Instead, you landed the main role, Juliet. Luckily, they'd decided to do an abridged version that cut out a lot of Romeo's whining, and some of Juliet's sighing, so you actually managed to memorize the entire thing, and had been doing fairly well. You had even set it up with the Romeo so that the two of you wouldn't even actually have to kiss. You hadn't even kissed Kiku yet, so there was no way you'd be
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The hulking mountain in front of you was covered in white. Completely smothered in it. It looked really cold up there. And Alfred was planning on dragging you through it. Why, oh why, had you ever agreed to this? Apparently it took quite a while for Mt. Glacier to thaw from winter. Typical. Sooo typical.
Alice noticed your look of utter astonishment and partial fear and walked over to you, her thick hiking boots thumping on the ground as she came. For a while she stood silently beside you, looking at the mountain with that deadpan look of hers.
“Are you scared?” she finally asked, turning her head only slightly to look at you.
“Haha, me? Of course I’m scared! I’m terrified! Just look at that mountain!” you cried, pointing towards it. “It’s enormous, and there’s snow all over it!”
She chuckled quietly and pointed towards an area lower on the mountain. “If you look closely, you can see the snow is meltin
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You groaned and flipped over in your bed, grabbing your pillow and covering your head in the process. The soft knocking didn’t stop though. Quiet. Steady. Driving you absolutely insane. Kind of like Chinese water torture. You pushed the pillow up a tiny bit and glanced at your clock. 3:32 am. Way, way too early for anyone to be awake.
Groaning yet again, you shoved the pillow away and made a move to get up. You threw your legs over the side of your bed and stood up. You went to take a step and realized a second too late that your blankets were wrapped around your legs. With a loud thump you hit the floor and you considered staying there and just going back to sleep. Until you heard the doorknob turn.
You watched Kiku’s feet hurry across your room and squinted your eyes at the harsh light coming from the hallway. Kiku’s knees suddenly appeared close to your face, and you, without moving your head, looked up at him. His dark eyes were shining worriedly down at you in th
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A new day brought on by a magnificent sunrise and birds chirping happily.
At least that's how it would start in a perfect world.
But seeing as how it isn't, instead you woke up to the always unwelcome screeching of your alarm clock. After finally managing to shut it off, you open your eyes where your vision is greeted with the amazing sight of rain: nothing but rain and clouds colored in a depressing gray.
Actually, the weather described how you felt perfectly.
Today was your birthday. Usually that would make you estatic beyond words. But it just wouldn't be the same without..
My sweetheart, you finished in your thoughts as a melancholy sigh passed your lips.
You glance at a picture next to your clock of your dear husband of nearly two years, Kiku Honda.
You loved this man with all of your heart and soul. When you first told others about him, some were very happy for you
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"italics" - English sentence that are supposed to be Japanese
"bold" - English sentence that are spoken in English
and now, the story!
Today is a weekend, and everyone is hanging out with their friends and loved ones, probably, having the time of their lives. Well, everyone except you, apparently your schedule has been taken by a certain Japanese boy named Kiku Honda.
And before one might conclude wrongly… NO, IT IS NOT A DATE! Unfortunately, you’ve been asked to tutor this well-mannered man and help him improve his English grammar skills, today is your third day of tutoring actually. Sucks to be you, right? Well~ not really, kekekeke. Date or not, he’s kinda sweet AND cute, and you don’t mind spending most of your time with him *wink wink*.
And your lesson for today: Simple Sentence
"So Kiku-chan, what is simple sentence again?" You asked him
"A sentence that contains a subject and a verb. It is also called an independent clause and
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On the First Day of Spring: JapanxReader
I walked down the hallway of the unfamiliar place. My slippers are making tapping sounds as they meet the wooden floor. I took a deep breath as I face the door, sliding it open and letting the light lit my face. I was greeted by a few stares from the girls inside. I’m so nervous that I feel a ball of coldness in my stomach. I’m only eight years old.. Too young to be in this place, but it is a poor young girl’s destiny to be sold for the sake of their family. I heard a giggle; I looked up to be greeted by a smiling girl with green orbs. She has this green eyes; she wears a green kimono with a yellow sash. Green looks good on her; it made her look easier to approach, maybe because the color is relaxing? Her brown hair is tied up tightly behind her head, and it is adorned by three golden hairpins.
“Hello there, why don’t you come inside.” She said in a calm, motherly voice.
“A new part of a family!