Himawari-chan, who never visited Yuuko's wishing granting shop, looked upwards. Speak of the devil, the raven haired beauty herself.
Yuuko, whom was flamboyantly dressed as always, had the same amused look on her face that Himawari knew her to have. Her eyes told a different story however, the look of wisdom begginng to boil behind those orange eyes that were so fox-like in appearance. Himawari gave her one of her trademark cute smiles, "Yes, Yuuko-san!"
Yuuko motioned her hand forward, a sly look on her poker face. "It will cost you, Himawari-chan." The younger girl continued to smile, and nodded in response. "I know, Yuuko-san." Yuuko was not someone whom'd work for free, that much Himawari knew. She wasn't aware of why however, Himawari was not quite aware that Yuuko was a "witch"... so to speak.
Himawari's smile faulters as she beings asking her questions though, she wasn't entirely sure that Yuuko, who was so intelligent - at least to Himawari-chan - could answer this one.
"Yuuko-san... I-I've been having ... weird thoughts lately."
Her interest is piqued -- "Oh?" Yuuko relays one black cloth clad hand under her chin. "Yes... oth-other girls seem to have caught my attention..." Himawari's statement is out of character for her, so formally tied together. Yuuko, however, was not faze. In fact, she seemed amused by her faultering. "And you want to know if that makes you odd." Himawari was slightly surprised. Yuuko-san already knew her question.
"H-Hai!"
"Well, there is not for sure answer for that certain question." Yuuko pauses to take a drag from her opium filled tabbacco pipe, her eyes closed. "Some would say yes. Other would say no. And even a few would say they don't know." Yuuko looks into Himawari's eyes before continuing. "Understanding means you know the situation and know how to handle it, or you know that person. However, in that particular situation, there is no understanding or misunderstanding."
Himawari slowly noded, though she didn't quite understand.
"For example..." Yuuko pondered how she can explain this without making things harder for Himawari-chan, finally, she spoke: "To put it simply... everyone has their own answer to that question." That, Himawari understood. "So in the end, it's a worthless question. Only you can decide if that makes you odd or not." Himawari nodded, her smile returning slowly. "Thank you, Yuuko-san. I feel better."
Himawari began putting her shows back on, preparing to leave the shop. Her thoughts, while still no where clear, were a litttle less cloudy than before she spoke to Yuuko. Her smile was as wide as had always been. "About my payment..." Ah, right, Himawari thought, it had completely slipped her mind. Figuring out Yuuko's answer was time-consuming! "What's the price, Yuuko-san?" she asks.
Yuuko, her long raven hair flowing behind her, approaches the younger girl. Her eyes held mystery, and being that close to her made Himawari smell alchohol on her. "This."
Yuuko kissed Himawari.
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