She giggled, hiding her smile behind her hand at the sibling's banter. She eyed the rice balls, barely keeping back the drool. She couldn't remember the last time she ate and she was starving. She took a rice ball and stuffed half of it in her mouth when she heard Tomoyo speak to her. She eyed him widely and nodded her head sheepishly. She swallowed and took a sip of water. "Yeah...She wanted to know how I knew you." She brushed back some of her trade mark hair and grabbed another rice ball.

Tomoyo laughed watching her eat. He just nodded, and took a rice ball. Kasumi took a rice ball and began to nibble at it like she normally did. Tomoyo took a bite of his and swallowed. "When was the last time you ate?" He asked, wishing he had made more, though really there was like 12 riceballs and enough of the sides as it was. Kasumi ate happily, listening to them talk. She was just so happy that her idol was here.

"Ah," she looked off to the side as she thought about it. "Maybe yesterday... I'm not sure." She shrugged and ate some more of the rice ball, reaching for some shrimp at the same time. "I have been so busy lately what with recording the new CD..." Her voice trails off. "Oops, I wasn't supposed to tell. You both can keep a secret,right?" Her phone buzzes in her purse and she sighs, taking it out and looking at the caller ID. Her face freezes for a second before she returns it back to her purse. "These rice balls are amazing." She stuffs her face some more knowing she didn't need to worry about them taking pictures or anything.

Tomoyo frowned. That wasn't a good thing, especially for someone like her. He ate a chip, before taking another bite of his riceball. Kasumi looked back and forth between the two. He blinked when her phone rang. But he nodded to her thing before, and Kasumi nodded so much it was like she was a bobble head. Tomoyo watched her not answer her phone and then compliment him. "Thank you. But don't you need to take that phone call?" He asked. She was a pop star. Every phone call was important, wasn't it?

"Not that phone call." She grinned at Kasumi's antics and ate some more. "So, how long have you owned the restaurant? Your quite young to have so much responsibility if I might add." She heard her phone go off again and ignored it. She knew what was going on and didn't feel the need to confront it at the moment. Somehow earlier the man who had been following her had got a picture of her sitting at the bar talking to Tomoyo. It was the moment when she had smiled at Tomoyo. It was a pretty bad quality picture and her manager had been able to buy it back, but the news was out there now. It was being rumored that Tomoyo was her new love interest. She snickered slightly, lowering her head so they wouldnt see.

Tomoyo laughed. "I don't own it. My family does. I'm just studying it and taking care of it to learn the family buisness so that one day I do take over it. Well, I did just finish highschool." He shrugged. It wasn't that it wasn't a big responsibiliy, it was but he was going into college so he should be able to take care of big responsibilities. He had no idea that he had just became Adaa's "love interest". There was no telling how he'd react to that. But he blinked when she snickered. "What's so funny?" He asked. Kasumi nodded again. "Yeah! Tell me! I want to laugh too!"

"Oh...uh..." She was unable to say no to telling when Kasumi was looking at her like that. "Well, just that...that horrid man from earlier took a picture of me when I was here. The press is saying that you are my new love interest..." She glanced off to the side and luahged nervously. "Im sorry about that, but hey! Maybe you will get even more costumers now because of it." She grinned at him, trying to lighten the situation.

They both just stared at her a blinked. It was silent for a moment, before Tomoyo cleared his throat, a small blush appearing on his cheeks. He pushed his glasses up his nose a bit more. Kasumi smiled. "My brother and Adaa!! Boyfriend and Girlfriend?!" She squealed happily and began to nibble on her riceball again. Tomoyo's eyes widened slightly and he looked at Kasumi and then Adaa. How should he answer to this? Did this mean they were? Or was it a rumor? He was confused, and shocked. The only upside was more customers......

She laughed nervously with Kasumi, her eyes on Tomoyo. "Its just a rumor. I will tell the press tomorrow that its not true..." She looked away trying to figure out what emotion she was feeling. She couldn't possibly like Tomoyo, he was cute, but she didn't have time for that sort of thing. She admired him, but that was it. "So yeah...I should probably get going..."

Kasumi didn't understand what a rumor was but she frowned when Adaa said it wasn't true. "Not true..." She mumbled before stuffing her face. Tomoyo just nodded. Did he feel bad? Yes. Maybe a little sad? Kind of.... Dissapointed? Maybe. He reached over for a hand shake. "It was nice meeting you. Coming back any time." He told her, plastering a smile on his face. He did mean it though. Kasumi nodded to that. "Come again and again and again and again." She told her, hoping she'd come back.

She nodded her head, reaching out to shake his hand. When they touched she blinked at the sudden fizz between them. "Um, well, I will come again. I like the atmosphere here. Maybe because there are no flashes from pictures." She grins and looks over at Kasumi, not thinking about the fact that her hand was still connected to Tomoyo's. "Speaking of pictures. I was wondering if I could get a picture with you Kasumi-chan? I would really like to have one on me cell phone."

Tomoyo almost froze when her hand touched his. You could swear that there must have been a small elecrtic shock between them. Kasumi grinned happily. "Me too!! Wait right here!" She pushed Tomoyo's hand away from Adaa's to climb over his lap, jump down and run into the office. She took Tomoyo's cell phone and brought it. "This is Tomoyo's cell phone but he lets me borrow it." She handed it to Tomoyo and stood on the booth next to Adaa to be leveled with her. She demanded that Tomoyo take a picture. Rolling his eyes he flipped open the phone, set it to camera and waited. "Say cheese." Kasumi grinned, her eyes squinting closed. "Cheese!" Click.

Adaa blinked and looked away when her hand was pushed from Tomoyo's. She rubbed her hands together slightly till Kasumi jumped up on the booth next to her. She put an arm around her and leaned her head towards her's. She smiled, not her trade mark one, but the special one reserved just for Tomoyo at the phone. "Cheese." After the picture was done being taken she took out her own phone. "Could you send me the picture Kasumi-chan? I will give you my number."

Kasumi nodded and reached over, taking the phone (more like snatching) from Tomoyo. Tomoyo hadn't seen that smile anyone. He just sat there, letting the two do whatever he wanted. Though he found it really hard to believe that a famous pop artist wanted to talk over the phone and have a picture of his little sister. But there they were, doing that. Kasumi sent the picture to Adaa over a text, after getting her number. She then set the picture to Tomoyo's screen saver. For a 6 year old she knew how to use the phone better than Tomoyo did. It was ridiculous....

Kasumi hugged Adaa. "Promise you'll come back?!"

Adaa was actually having a lot of fun. Kasumi was a fan, but she also treated Adaa like a person and not an object for her to covet. She grinned and hugged her back. "I promise to come back. And maybe you and I could to the amusement park sometime." She laughed and ruffled Kasumi's hair. "Well I do need to get going. Thank you so much for your hospitality." She bowed to them and started towards the door. Her house was not too far away, but it was getting later and she didnt want to walk too late.

Kasumi nodded, beginning to nod like a bobble head again. Tomoyo chastised her about breaking her neck and she just laughed. Tomoyo nodded and watched her beginning to walk out. But he noticed it was getting dark. "Do you need a ride home?" He asked, standing up. Kasumi jumped down and nodded. "Tomoyo's a great driver! He was only in one accident and he said the person was a mother f-" She was cut off by Tomoyo's hand and a nervous laugh. He'd been talking to his brothers and she hadn't been suppossed to be listening.

She stopped, turning around. She raised an eyebrow at Tomoyo after hearing Kasumi's short speech. "I dont want to be a bother...plus you still have to finish closing and such. Thank you, I will be fine." She smiled at them both and bowed again as her phone rang. She sighed and rolled her eyes as she took it from her purse. She answered it, waving to them as she left.

"No, I thought I told you I wouldn't do it. No! Stop pressuring me," her voice floated back as the door closed. She continued the conversation as she walked down the sidewalk. "No. How many times do I have to tell you? I'm not going to do it."She pauses as she listens. "Its precisely because he is my father that I wont. Dont push something you know nothing about. I said no and I mean no. Good night." She angrily ends the call, tossing it back in her purse. She huffs, crossing her arms as she throws herself against the wall to lean against it.

Tomoyo just nodded. When Adaa was gone he turned Kasumi around. "I told you not to say that word, Kasumi." Kasumi pouted but otherwise helped Tomoyo when he began to clear the table, all the food gone. After they finished clearing it, they added it to the dishes they were already washing and finished up. After all the dishes were done, they cleaned up everything and went to the office, where they got both their things and then closed up for the night, locking the door behind them. Tomoyo held Kasumi's small hand while he lead her to his car right infront of the restuarant. He buckled her into the back, listening to her complaining about hating the back and yadda yadda. Then he got into the drivers side and started the car.

Adaa arrived at her house, entering the small building and throwing her keys to the side. She tiredly changed her shoes for slippers and made her way to the bedroom she arrived to the bed where she collapsed and fell in to a dreamless sleep. The next morning she woke with a crick in her neck and blissfully sated on sleep. She smiled and stretched, going to get ready for the day. It was early enough that she didnt have anywhere to go for a couple hours. "I wonder if Tomoyo is at the restaurant yet? No...its too soon to go back now." She rubbed the back of her neck as she left her house heading towards her car. She would go to her managers office where they could go over what she was going to say today to the press.

Tomoyo woke up early like usual and woke Kasumi up, since she had decided to sleep with him that night. All night she stared at the phone of the picture of her and Adaa. It drove him crazy.... But since she was smiling he didn't say anything. He helped her pick out clothes, a white long sleeved shirt and a brown dress over, and helped her fill her bookbag with things she wanted before getting ready himself. He grabbed his bag and silently left to the restaurant. Where he made them breakfast and then let her color in the office while he worked at the computer in the office.

She stared at all the microphones pointed at her with languid eyes. She was known for her laid back grace in the celebrity world. TV cameras and other recorders were pointed at her also. She smiled slowly at them all as she folded her hands in front of her on the table. Her manager finished with the introductions and then the questions were directed at her.

"Miss Adaa! Miss Adaa! Permit me a question? Who is the man in the picture? Is he your boyfriend? Your lover," asked an excited journalist.

"Ah, that boy..." she said, speaking in a lazy tone. Her voice had a slight seductive edge to it that always endeared her fans to her. "He is the owner of that Restaurant. A lovely place,yes?" She smiles charmingly at them. "He kindly gave me a glass of water. That is all." She shrugs her slim shoulders, the pale skin contrasting nicely with the simple white dress she wore.

"Then is there nothing going on with you two?"

"Nothing." She hid the sudden pain that appeared in her heart. Why did that hurt to say so much?

"Miss Adaa! Why is it then, that you went back again that night?"

Adaa didn't let the surprise she felt show on her face. She hadn't realized that they knew that too. "I wanted to warn him of the rumors that were going around."

"Then why didn't your manager just call? Why did you go personally?"

Adaa was starting to get annoyed with this reporter. They were trying to make something out of nothing. "I felt that it was my responsibility and he should be respected enough for me to at least go and tell him then a simple phone call. I was taught courtesy. Were you," she asked the journalist. She nodded her head to the manager who then started to close the proceedings. Adaa stood gracefully, her dress winging around her legs as a breeze came through.

"Thank you all for coming." She bowed slightly and then left. She needed to get out of there. She felt like she couldn't breath. Her heels clicked on the sidewalk as she walked briskly down it, ignoring the stares and murmurs from the crowd. Before she realized it she found that she was heading toward the restaurant.

Tomoyo got a phone call from his parents to do a few errands and he nodded. He told him he'd do so, before grabbing his things, and then helping Kasumi put her book bag on. He picked her up and walked outside. He locked the door and turned around only to have a bunch of people around him and his sister, taking pictures that could blind him and asking questions. He looked at them panickly unsure what to say, and his sister was hiding her face into his shoulder, holding close. "I uh....... No comment?" He didn't know what to do. All he wanted was for them to go away and for him to be able to go do his errands that his parents had called for him to do. He heard his sister whimper and he frowned. He placed a hand on the back of her head lightly. "Look. You all need to go away. You're scaring my sister." He pushed passed them, though they seemed to not care, all asking questions. Questions he couldn't pick out because they all screamed it at the same time. He actually made it to his car and got in, buckling them both in since Kasumi was too scared to move away from him. He started the car, except he couldn't go anywhere before they were all surrounding his car. He groaned and whispered to Kasumi that everything would be alright.

Adaa saw the group of reporters swarm Toyomo and Kasumi and her anger grew. How dare they, didnt they realize they were scaring Kasumi? She narrowed her eyes and strode forward. Adaa was known to be charming and graceful in the celebrity world, but no one got on her bad side. When she lost her tempter all better watch out. She arrived next to the car and used her singer trained lungs to call out, "Well, look at the scavengers." They all turned and rushed at her in a mass, leaving the car open to leave. She didnt even glance over at Tomoyo as she sent a text, telling them to leave now.

"So you find it enjoyable to scare little girls? I believe that is frowned upon in most societies," She drawled, examining her finger nails. This was an Adaa that Tomoyo and Kasumi did not know, but it was an Adaa that all the world knew. She raised her eyes, the piercing amber shooting down each and every reporter. "How dare you. Leave now." Her voice didn't raise, but the power behind was apparent. Some more flashes went off, but they left. It would cost them their jobs if they didn't. She kept her sarcastic demeanor till every reporter was gone and then it dissolved in to worry.

Tomoyo saw Adaa arrive and was a little surprised. He got her text and did as it said. He hurriedly pulled out and left to the grocery store where he got a few things, and then to the dry cleaners where he picked up some clothes. By now, Kasumi was doing better. He left her at home which she was fine with and then went back to work. He had a small headache, and was sure in the office he'd have some pain killers. He parked his car infront of the store and got out. He locked the door and walked to the restaurant door, unlocking it and opening it. He began to walk in, glad the reporters weren't there anymore. But he hoped Adaa was okay...

She sat at home in sweats and a baggy t-shirt debating if she should call or not. Sighing and banging her head against the table she dialed his number and listed to it ring. ((haha, short post))