Kitchen

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Kitchen

"I have nothing planned, either. Akira left a while ago. Where should we grab the wood?"

Ichirou flexed his fingers, ready to begin working on the apartment at all costs. Although wood wasn't his preference, he again, had to adapt to this new way of living. Marble and porcelain was costly, and would be harder to build either way.

"There's a place not too far from here," he said. "And I should have left over tools at my shop." He did not say specifically what shop it was. "And we can borrow a truck." Then the next question popped up. "Do we need a driver?" Driving a truck is something he's never done before and he was only certified to drive a motorcycle. Useless. Not for girls. :D

In the nick of time, Akira starts running up the hallway, then side kicking the door down, making a heroic enter into the kitchen.

"I heard my name!"

A shop? I should visit it sometime, it's manufacture may be able to link with the family's company. Getting the tools from Shi, and the wood from a local depot. Some nails and screws could come in handy. He dialed a speed number on his phone for a rental truck talking in a speedy, but an authoritative voice.

"I can drive. A truck should be outside in about a little under 10 minutes."

He watched Akira's entry into the kitchen, giving a nod indicating a "hey" as he calculated in estimation to the costs and planned ahead for what they should do.

"Now that you're here," Shi said grabbing Akira's wrist and picking him up by them, "You can help us."

Caught off guard, he started to blink and sweatdropped. He rubbed his chin in thought and radiated a bit of annoyance.

Oh joy... I can work

"Do I have to? I can let you two kids alone," He smiled annoyed while the right side of his mouth twitched.

Ichirou leaned against the counter, the truck waiting outside. His foot tapped impatiently, but not loudly. Instead of paying attention to Akira and Shi, he looked around the kitchen making proper judgement to installing the new furnishings they will be adding.

"It won't take long," Shi said then released Akira. A loud crash noise happened. A man dusted his professional suit who had a french mustache. He adjusted the eye-glass he was wearing. Pieces of the roof landed beside him and he had a parachute bag on him.
"And the roof too," Shi said trying to not let his temper get the best of him. "Well, Akira, we'll trust you to fix the roof," Shi said grinning.

(I'm so evil xD)

Caught off guard once again, he landed on the floor. Dizzy, droll accumulating at the corner of his mouth, barely self-conscious, he started to wonder how he got himself in this situation. The only thing that caught his attention is a man falling down from a parachute.

Hooray... He sweatdropped, he would of made a comment, but he still trying to regain his senses back. He looked at the roof and then back at Shi. He gulped and twitched. He shook his head no quickly, really unmotivated.

Flying butlers out of the sky...hnn...

(I thought we were friends ;w;)

(He must've flown through a couple apartment floors to get to ours xD)

He snickered, watching the vermin inspector land into the room.

"Let's go, Shi."

Ichirou started for the door, dusting the roof bits out of his hair.

(Like he said, literally drop in xD and friends...with benefits and post at the front door, Shi's there xD)

(Okay, ;w; tell me when I get mine later
And Ichirou post there or Akira? Oh most likely Ichirou because I'm stuck here fixing the apartment roof with a bug killer :A;)

Ichirou carried boxes of the appliances he ordered, and set in an empty corner of the kitchen. He proceeded to carry boxes of a rice cooker, mixer, plates, ect. and piled them all up. Afterwards, he dusted off his hands, grabbing a pocket knife to cut open a box and remove its content. He first opened a box of plates, and picked them up by fives, stacking them into the cupboards which were stable.

After unpacking all the plates, he slit open a smaller, but heavy box. It carried high quality utensils like forks, knives, and spoons. He carefully placed them into various drawers, that contained cases for the utensils.

After unpacking already 2 boxes, he saw that there were 4-5 more. He decided to leave it for Shi to work on, picked up his coat, and left the Apartment, locking the door behind him.

Ichirou lead the guests into the Kitchen, flicking on the lights.

Mereni followed Ichirou into the kitchen and stood off to the side.

Kuro walked up to Ichirou and smiled slightly, putting a hand out, "I don't believe I caught your name. I'm Kuro Masaru." He gave a slight bow of his head, he's seen this guy a few times, but never talked to him.

He entered into the kitchen and looked through the fridge and drawers. "Hmm... what are you guys in the mood for? We'll whip something nice up for you guys." He turned to Mereni and smiled, "Say, do you like magic tricks?"

He gestured to the table.

"You all are welcome to sit."

Ichirou's attention turned to Kuro, his hand shaking his.

"Ichirou Izanagi."

Mereni looked at Akira and raised an eyebrow. "I suppose I do. Why?" She sat down at the table in one of chairs.

Kuro nodded to Ichirou and sat down as well. He laughed lightly, " Akira is a grandmaster in magic tricks, believe me, if you like magic, you'll love his tricks. I don't even really like magic and I was amazed."

He blinked at Kuro and laughed along side with him. He scratched the back of his head, sweatdropping but flatter. "I wouldn't say grandmaster, Kuro-san." He smiled and took out a deck of cards and riffled and hindu shuffled it. "It's like dinner and show right? Now Mereni-san, I'm going to misplace a few a cards and I won't stop until you tell me to, so you're in control." Like he said, he started to misplace a few cards from the deck.

Ichirou leaned against the counter, seeing this trick countless times while younger.

Mereni nodded and watched Akira's hands misplace the cards. "Ok stop."