WHOA IT EXISTS
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Now where did I leave off.
"Dinner is going to be at six!" Ichi shouted after him.
The two spent the rest of the day off on their own, Scott playing with his wardrobe, and Ichi preparing a meal fit for royalty.
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Ichijin finished placing the silver wear on the table in their respectful places, and set out the plates. Next she set out the steaming dishes of food;a large bowl of stuffing, mashed potatoes, gravy, rich jellied cranberry sauce, green beans, a fresh green salad, freshly baked bread, and the Large turkey to top it all off. Everything smelled delicious.
She wandered upstairs to get dressed for dinner; knocking on Scott's door on the way. "Dinner is almost ready." She called out, closing her own door.
"Yeah yeah" he called back. He put on his pants, shirt, and finally his vest, making sure to button it in the right order. He then picked up the white, fluffy object Ichi had handed him earlier. A "cravat" she called it, more like "uncomfortable,". He tightened around his neck, adjusted it a couple times, and looked in the mirror, and wrapped the black capelet wound his shoulders, fastening the silver closure before walking out the door.
Ichi emerged from her room several moments after. She had replaced her usual green dress for a black and purple gown. Her hair was neatly styled with a few pearl clips, and her ears embellished with pearl drop earrings, her small hands were covered in delectate lace gloves; as her wrist held a triple strand of pearls. She brushed her gown off lightly out of habit and headed downstairs to meet Scott and the dinner she had prepared. Looking down she noticed Scott standing down at the bottom. He turned and looked for her.
"I'm coming I'm coming" she exclaimed as she turned and walked down, slowly to be sure not to trip in her heeled shoes. Scott took two steps back and stared. Even her normal, already elegant clothing could not top how beautiful she looked. He could not take his eyes off her as she stepped down, one step at a time.
"Well?" She asked smiling.
Scott spun around quickly to hide his apparent interest and wiped off his chin. "C-can I eat now?" he asked gruffly.
Ichi giggled and met him at the bottom. She walked ahead to the table, taking the covers off of all the bowls and plates. It smelled heavenly. She stood by her chair as her male counterpart walked past her.
"Scott?" She asked expectantly.
"What?" He asked, looking at her as she stood silently by her chair.
"Aren't you going to seat me?" She asked, half laughing.
"Seat.....you?" He paused, quite confused at her strange request.
Ichi covered her mouth and giggled. "You know...Pull out my chair for me and push it back in once I take my seat before you."
"Oh." He quickly walked behind her and pulled out her chair.
"Thank you." She nodded as he pushed her seat in, then taking his own seat. "I hope you like dinner. It took forever." Ichi stated as Scott started for the turkey. She filled her own plate and spread her napkin across her lap as she began to eat.
Scott...on the other hand, made a grab for the turkey leg and started gnawing on it as soon he was able to rip it off the steaming bird.
"Scott!" Ichi cried as she looked up.
"Wuph?" He asked with his mouth full.
Ichi just stared at him in horror. How could anyone be so uncivilized?! She shook her head in disgust and looked down at her plate.
Seeing how much he had upset her, Scott quickly put the leg back and wiped off his face and hands. After putting a large amount of food on his plate, he picked up the same fork Ichi was using and took small bites from his plate. Pleased that he corrected himself, she smiled and continued to eat.
The rest of dinner went off with out a hitch. Scott actually used his fork and mimicked everything that Ichijin had done; wiping her face off after a few bites, pacing herself, using the correct utensils, and clearing her plate before she decided if she wanted any more food. Pleased once again, Ichi smiled up at her guest "It was a pleasure dining with you." She got up and began carrying leftovers to the kitchen to store in the fridge for later.
"Same." He coughed as he reached for his drink. He stood up to assist his hostess with her cleaning. Afterwards he headed upstairs to change.
Ichi thought about the dinner as she cleaned; how handsome Scott looked, and how lovely it was to eat with someone besides herself for once. Something had occurred to her as well. She had never really enjoyed another person's presence as much as Scott's. There was just something about him that made her smile, even despite his crude, uncivilized actions--which would have immediately turned her off from a man if they were someone else.
She finished cleaning and changed out of her fine gown to a simple knee length dress; It was light blue and trimmed in lace around the edges. Ichi walked back downstairs and pulled the pie she had baked from the cool oven. Pumpkin. It was her favorite kind of pie for this time of year. She cut two slices and placed them on small plates. One for her, and one for Scott if he wanted any. She took the dessert with her to the parlor and placed Scott's slice on the coffee table as she curled up on the couch and waited for him.
Scott had changed out of the uncomfortable formal clothes Ichi had made him wear for dinner. He slipped on an old pair of jeans and the black shirt she had given him the day they went shopping. He made his way back downstairs and to the parlor.
"Wow that smells good" he said, sitting down and grabbing the plate. He sat down in a chair across from where Ichi lay and began eating. "You know, I've been thinking..." he trailed off.
"Hmm?" Ichi raised her head as Scott had begun to trail off mid sentence. "What is it Scott?" she asked, bringing another forkful of pie to her lips.
"Well" he cleared his throat and sat down his fork "I've been here for a while...."
Ichi nodded as she swallowed. "Yes almost 2 weeks." she added, smiling.
"Well....like...when I have to...leave.." he studdered as he laid his plate down on the coffee table.
She bit her lip as he brought up the subject of him leaving. The last thing she wanted right now was Scott to leave her before she really got to know him. She set her plate down and sat up, looking at Scott as he continued.
"W-well, I mean, I...don't really have anywhere to go, I mean...I guess I coul--.." he trailed off staring at the ground.
"Scott." Ichi sighed as he looked up at her slowly. "I don't want you to leave." She burst out, wiping her face as she felt a small tear trail down her cheek. She bit the inside of her lip and inhaled slowly. "Please don't leave." she whimpered.
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