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Hello, Pretty Lady
Who: Sakon, Sakura, Ukon
When: July 21, evening
Where: HanaHana Sushi restaurant
What: The twins happen across a lady Ukon is sure he knows, if only because of the color of her hair
Rating/Warnings: PG-13 for languages

Sometimes, when Sakon was too lazy to cook and Ukon just didn't feel like it, the twins went out to eat. Tonight was Sakon's night to choose the place to go, as they switched off every-other-meal and he chose a sushi restaurant. He was craving the stuff for some strange reason so off they went to the restaurant. Sakon drove, the music blasting from the radio that nearly knocked his elder brother's ears out of his head. Ukon hated his brother's loud music, the headache inducing sounds that caused the car itself to quake. It was not necessary at all.

So Ukon was glad to get out of the car upon arrival. Sakon dropped him off at the entrance to get a table while he pulled around to park. It was a small place and he didn't want to risk that cluster of people walking up the sidewalk taking the few tables left. Ukon managed to grab a four-person table by the window; it was all that was left open. He ordered a water for himself and a cola for Sakon from the bar across the room before sitting down.

When his brother arrived, the two looked at one another before finding somewhere else in the room to stare at. At least Sakon could be quiet for the time being. But, oh, he saw a waitress across the room with dyed hair and smirked. "Look," he said in a hushed voice, causing his twin to turn his head. "That chick thinks she's so fuckin' hot, coloring her hair. Looks like shit, really. Or she craves attention. I'm willing to bet on it."

Blinking languidly, Ukon looked over the female before raising a brow. "Willing to bet dinner?" he asked. "'cause here she comes."