16The Dog In The Window
Chapter Six
AGK: Whoo! Spring break! You know what that means!
Shuichi: No, what does this mean?
AGK: I'm going to travel with my grand parents! XD
Yuki: *karate chops AGK* Quit slacking off!
AGK: Owwww. Yuki, that hurt!
Yuki: You're supposed to be writing, not sightseeing, you lazy brat!
AGK: But…I write much faster over break…on the trip…
Shuichi/Yuki: *stare* …How?
AGK: I don't know, but once, I finished an essay and a chapter at a time.
Shuichi/Yuki: *jaws drop*
AGK: Yep. So, if you see this, Divinaty's second chapter may come out very soon.
Yuki: Dammit! Work on one thing at a time and what about the disclaimer, idiot….
AGK : *grumble* I don't own Gravitation obviously. Anywho, ON WITH THE STORY! YEAH!
Yuki: Must you be so loud?
Indiana hung her head. "I'm sorry, Shuichi…" Shuichi looked down at the mess of blonde curls. "What for?" he asked, oblivious to why she was apologizing. "I'm being really picky with the clothes…" So far, they had been in fifthteen different clothing stores and found nothing she liked or looked like they suited her. "That's alright. We've got time. When Yuki focuses, nothing can take him out of it. Besides, Yuki's had you all day and I didn't!" "Shuichi," Indiana smiled slowly. "Right, thank you." "No problem."
Shuichi went on ahead a couple of paces until he noticed she wasn't beside him. "Indi?" he turned back. She was staring to the side of her. Shuichi came up to look what she was looking at. It was a small Gothic Lolita style shop. In the window was a Western tea set, a couple of hair clips with frills and lacey hearts, a large lacey bow and headband-like thing, and a tiny top hat with little roses and lace, but those paled in comparison to the dress that was hanging on the window. The blue and white frills were beautiful in its own lost sense. The corner of the window said: "Custom orders accepted."
"Do you want to look in here?" Indiana gasped at looked at Shuichi. He grinned. "Yes..." "Well then, let's go!"
A bell ringed as they entered. The room looked almost like a garden. Mannequins were sitting in chairs, having tea. Racks of dresses and shelves of hair accessories, stuffed toys and purses were in every part of the store. A small door that said "Dressing Rooms" was elaborately painted. Everything was so peaceful and orderly.
"Welcomes!" a chipper voice suddenly broke the still silence. Shuichi screamed but Indiana turned. A buxom girl with two black braids and round glasses in a black and white dress was smiling at them. "Welcomes to Victor's Dream, my dear friends. My names is Yumie. What are yars?" "Um, I'm Shu-" "Shuichi Shindo?!" Yumie's eyes lit up. "Ohmigosh! I loves ya and yas musics! And I just wants to have yas all for myself and-" "Errm…no…Shun…Shido…yeah. Shun Shido." Shuichi quickly thought of the best alias he could think of. Yumie looked disappointed. "Oh…I'm sorrys," "No, don't be. I get that a lot," Shuichi smiled. Yumie cheered up a bit.
"Well, may I helps you with somethings, Mr. Shido?" "Yes. I'm looking for my…niece here. We've been looking for new clothes and nothing really suits her. We just passed by here and we wanted to look around." "Where is yas niece?" "Right here." Shuichi indicated Indiana who was watching the conversation fold out. Yumie took one look at Indiana before she squeezed her. "Wow! She's so cutes!" Yumie gushed. "How olds are yas?" Indiana struggled a bit before she answered. "T-twelve…" "Really? I would have thoughts yars were youngers!" "…Thank you." Indiana thanked, not sounding grateful for her comment. Yumie let go of her and said to Shuichi, "We'll have to measures her. Ya waits out here." She turned to Indiana. "Sweetie, comes with me." Indiana followed her into the dressing room, holding on to her original body.
"So, yars names is Indiana? Can I calls ya Indi?" Yumie asked, measuring Indiana with a tape measure. "Yes, but I'd appreciate it if you didn't treat me like a five-year-old." "Sorrys, but it was indented to be a compliments." Indiana looked at her. "Am I forgiven?" Yumie asked, guiltily.
Indiana smiled at her. "Of course." "YAY! Thank you, Indi!" "You're welcome." "Ah. Indi, can ya put your hairs to the side. I needs to measures ya shoulders." "Sure, hold on." Indiana put her long pigtails in front of her. "Yumie, your accent. It's rather strange." "Yeah, well. I lived in lots of places for quite a bits. I guess I sorts of picked thems up everywhere. I'm living with my cousin nows to helps pay for schools." "Where do you go to school?" "University of Tokyos. I'm studying Japanese Arts."
"That's an unusual choice." "Who says I can't study Japanese Arts and appreciates Victorian-era fashions?" she asked playfully. Indiana smiled, putting on her dress back on. "Okay, alls done! It's gonna be hard to find a dress yas in yas size, but we'll trys our best." "Thanks again." Indiana thanked as she joined Shuichi in the main room. "No problems!"
Shuichi was chatting with a young man in his early twenties wearing a monocle, long slicked hair in a ponytail and closed eyes. "-And so I think that at the end of Go-hey Indi!" "Hey, Shun. Who's this?" "Oh, this is Takahata." "A pleasure to meet you, Miss. Indiana." "Oh, yes, nice meet you too." "Are you finding everything alright?" "Yes, I suppose so." "Okays, I found somes omega cutes clothes for Indi!" Yumie came out, carrying several dresses.
"Wow, that was a great find! We found a lot of clothes for you! Yuki should be done by now, too." Shuichi laughed, finding the right key for opening the front door. "Thanks again, Shuichi." "No problem at all. Yumie was bit scary but otherwise it was rather fun! Oh! Here it is!" Shuichi unlocked the door. The home opened up to Yuki walking across the hall. "Yuki!" Shuichi dropped all of the bags he was holding and launched himself toward Yuki. "YUUUUU~KIIII-" Crash! Yuki had sidestepped away from Shuichi. "Uhhh, Yuki…he's bleeding…" "Yeah, I know." "Are you done?" "Yeah, why?" "Are you going to make dinner?" Indiana asked. "I guess so. Come on…"
"So, you convinced Yuki to make hot pot?! Indiana! You are the greatest ever!" Shuichi squealed. "Yep. I said that the hot pot that Yuki made the day I was brought looked good." she grinned. "Mmmmm…this is gonna be so good! He makes the best hot pot!" Indiana's mouth began to water up. "And he never makes it, too!" "Huh, really?" "Yeah, it's really hard to convince him to make it. He's got to be in the mood for it, which is like never. That other time he made it was, like, once in a blue moon." "Wow...I…I didn't know that…"
"Hey," Yuki picked up Shuichi by the back collar. "Dinner's ready." He dragged Shuichi to the table, with Indiana following them. As Yuki threw Shuichi in his chair, Indiana climbed up on the chair. As they quickly discovered that morning, she actually needed the same number of manga magazines to sit at the table than when she was a stuffed animal. "It's so embarrassing…" she thought but tried not to make a big deal out of it.
The wide pot took up a good part of the table. Its lid was open, showing the soupy contents. Meat and vegetables floated in the watery soup. The delicious smell of every different ingredient wafted through the air. "It's time to eat!" Shuichi reached across the table and took some meat. Indiana copied his movements and ate what was on her chopsticks. The taste flooded on her mouth. "Mmmmmm." It was delicious! She ate every bit that she picked up. This is great. She knew Yuki was good at cooking, based on Shuichi reactions, but tasting it was something different entirely. She looked at Yuki and Shuichi, who were fighting because Shuichi wouldn't eat vegetables. Whether or not it was intentional or not, the main reason why it was delicious was because of the amount of love in it.
Because she was an impromptu, long-term guest, the dusty guest room was quickly prepared for her. She dropped herself on the rarely used bed. All of her new dresses were put away in the should-be-considered-new dresser. She sighed. Her first day as a human was certainly eventful. Indiana laid back down on the fresh bedding. Now, to sleep. She closed her eyes and squeezed her original body close to her. As she fell asleep, she could hear a strange voice.
"Remember…remember your promise…"
Ok! So, if this is after spring break, it's because of Wi-fi problems. Please review and tell people about the story! Flames ARE accepted, too. Just please tell me what to improve on and what is bad and good about it. I'm desparately trying my best not to make Indiana a Mary Sue!