And We Meet Again…
By Mrs. Yoshiko Hatake
10 years later, after Izumi finally pays off her debt completely to Yoshitaka. Everything is serene and she left living with him and is now in Tokyo. But one day Izumi meets Yoshitaka, will she fall in love with him and rekindle their never-was but lost love?
Rated for language.
"Ah……I never knew that freedom could feel so good!" Izumi stretched, she woke up in her bedroom.
"No ties what so ever!" She cheered and jumped out of bed, then down the hall to the bathroom. She was 24 now, she had left everything behind 10 years ago. Mitsuki was off as a producer of a hit tv show. She would watch it every night.
Even over the past 10 years, she cheered happily that she didn't have to wear that ridiculous maid's outfit.
After doing her normal morning routine, she got out from her shower and drying her still short black hair.
She walked over to the tv and turned it on.
"And on today's news……" She didn't pay attention, she was busy fixing her breakfast. Anna was sad that her almost wife had run off when she turned 16 and had paid off the debt completely. So Izumi hadn't heard from her in a while.
She poured some orange juice for herself and set her breakfast of eggs and bacon down at the table in front of the tv. She sat down and took a sip from her orange juice, but what she heard next made her spit it out.
"Billionaire Nakabayashi Yoshitaka-"
Her orange juice was sprayed out all over the tv.
"Has just bought out Asakura toys. The company that has been the biggest company up to date, is now under the ownership of-"
She shut off the tv, and began cleaning the screen of the juice that had hit it. She sighed and sat back down.
"I thought he died, all those years, I never heard about him or from him, thank god, and then all of a sudden he shows up on the news?! Stupid rich bastard." She muttered darkly as she ate her breakfast quickly. It was a Saturday, she owned a bookstore and needed to get there soon. She went to clean her plate and when doing so, she heard the door bell ring. She groaned and walked to open it, when she stepped out her foot hit a large box. She raised an eyebrow and leaned down to pick it up.
There was no return label or anything. Only a name on the card.
Izumi.
She shrugged and took it into the house, she set it down on the counter and opened it. She gasped and stepped away from the box as if it was a weapon of mass destruction. She stuck her head over it again, and pulled out the skimpy maid outfit she had to wear so many times before. Her face went blue.
No, it couldn't have been. I'm living in Tokyo! How could he know where I'm living?! I live in this stupid small little apartment and I get this package? Maybe it's from Mitsuki. Yeah, that's it.
Her mind raced and she sat down in a nearby chair, her hands around the dress.
I wonder if it still fits……Maybe I should try it on? No one is around, besides it probably doesn't fit me.
She laughed and walked into her room and changed into it. The results was a shock to her.
"What?! It's way shorter than before. How did I fit into this all those years ago?!"
She shrugged it off and changed out of the dress and into some casual clothes to wear at the store. She grabbed her bag and ran out of her house making sure to lock the door behind her.
When she got to the bookstore she opened it up and turned on some of the lights and changed the sign at the door before walking into the store.
She wanted a peaceful life, nothing big, nothing to reveal where she could be and etcetera. She wanted to stay as far away from him……But today the package arrived and aroused some emotions that shouldn't have been there.
She sat at the counter, people came in and browsed, bought a book or two from her, and then left, or had a small chat with her about holding a book onto for them or about anything else. She sat there flipping through a magazine about fashion in Tokyo.
The bell rung as someone stepped in.
"Welcome." Was all she said, not even looking up.
Whoever the person was, he or she was very quite. They seemed to be taking their time finally they came to the counter, their face hidden by a stack of erotic novels and manga.
Izumi looked up and twitched involuntarily, regretting again to have ordered all those books. But persistent people finally got her to order them all.
"I-Is that g-going to b-be all?" She let out. The man nodded and set the books down. She raised an eyebrow and began putting in the prices.
"This is a lot of books……" She muttered.
"Yes, well I enjoy reading."
She laughed, "This kind-" she stopped mid-sentence, that voice seemed so familiar. It made her almost cringe in fear to look at the person's face. Hurriedly, she began putting the books away into bags after getting them scanned. When she had gotten to the last book she looked up to see who it was, she gasped and fell out of her chair.
"Y-Y-Y-YOSHITAKA?!" She said loudly that nearly shook the whole building.
"Izumi, you have a loud voice." Was all he said, his sun glasses were pushed up in his hair.
"Shut up! Why are you here?!" She demanded.
He pouted, "That's a rude way to treat a customer, since I am giving you a lot of business." he added.
"I DON'T CARE! YOU CAME HERE ON PURPOSE DIDN'T YOU?! YOU WERE THE ONE WHO SENT ME THAT PACKAGE! WEREN'T YOU?! JUST SAY YOU DID!"
He raised an eyebrow and cocked his head to one side, with an innocent look plastered across his face.
"Don't play dumb!!" She jumped to her feet.
"I swear, I just happened to be going by this city and came across this bookstore. I thought I would get some books. That and it is some research……" He smirked. Almost as if on cue the door opened and the bell rang again.
A tall busty woman with long blonde hair stepped in. She was wearing a skimpy black dress that only reached about three inches above her knees. She was stunning, while Izumi was less than that wearing some jeans and a shirt.
She looked at the girl then to Yoshitaka.
"Meet Hiedi…My future wife." He said.
In a few seconds, as the words came and washed over her, Izumi's face changed. First from questioning the woman, then to shock, then to terror.
"What?! Who on Earth would marry a perverted man like you?!" She snapped.
"Apparently Hiedi. Do you want to know how we met? It's a beautiful story, I'll tell it to you now…"
"Oh, would you look at the time?! It's my lunch hour!"
A few seconds later she was pushing the two out.
"17,000 YEN!" She demanded. Yoshitaka took out his wallet and reached his hand out to give her the money.
She took it and threw the bags out making sure they hit him especially.
"Oh my! Are you alright?!" Hiedi asked, getting to her knees to comfort him.
"Yes, the witch hasn't done much damage."
Izumi rolled her eyes and slammed the door closed.
"This better not be one his stupid plans!" She muttered darkly she changed the sign at the front saying she was out to lunch and would be back in one hour.
"Yoshitaka-sama, was that good?" The blonde asked in the limo they were driving in.
"Yes, everything is starting to fall together." He said, the window was rolled down and had his elbow resting on it while he looked out of it.
Alright, I'm planning on making this a somewhat short little fanfic. I hope you all liked it! I enjoyed the series, even though, I hated all the bad stuff…nudity, 'panty shots', and Pochi attacking poor Izumi, funny but pitty her……