A/N: tnx for reading XD
If you wanna know what they're sayin' you could google it, but I guess there are some lines translated by Megumi, if she knows. Or anyone could translate it.
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Megumi's P.O.V.

I inhaled deeply, feeling the cold, but nice feeling in Paris, the city of love.

"It's sooo nice here!" our friend exhaled loudly. "I sure hope my little sis is here." she said, looking away. She brought her cheerful smile back up, avoiding the loneliness.

"Let's go?" she asked, looking somewhat baffled. "Sure. Oh, have you learn French yet?"

She nodded happily, "Yes, I've learned so much." I frowned.

"Good for you..." I trailed off, and walked with hand in my pocket, and the other on my luggage.

"Hey, wait!" She said, catching up.

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We got in on the hotel lounge. It's not that big, yet not that small.

I just miss how big Tres Spades is.

"Bonjour, mademoiselle!" A guy greeted us. I bowed my head slightly.

"Que puis-je vuos aider?"

What?

"Nuos avons juste besoin de nos clés de la chambre." my friend spoke professionally.

Woah, so cool!

The guy gave us our keys, smiling.

"Merci." my friend said.

I copied her. "Merci." I think that means thank you.

"Est -il autre chose dont vous avez besoin?"

My friend shook her head. "Non."

We quickly left, and headed to our room. "What did he say?"

"He said if there's anything we need." She answered.

"Oh, okay." I said. Then, placed my things beside my bed.

I plopped down, and snuggled the fluffy white pillow.

It's so soft.

I squeezed it tight, bit it hard, and threw it briskly to my friend.

"Hey, no pillow fighting!" She declared.

I pouted.

"Aish...! That's a waste. Don't be such a kill joy!"

"Yep I am, 'cuz pillow fighting is not my thing, but we can still enjoy our stay here."

She pondered about what to do. Then she thought of something.

"Y'know we should go somewhere, like take a walk." she suggested.

I nodded "Sure, why not?"

We went outside the hotel, walking on the sidewalk.

We went father than we thought, and found ourselves lost.

"Let's ask someone."

My friend nodded, but at that moment, a café attracted her attention. I looked intently at the café, and saw the alined pastries inside.

"Wow... let's go inside!" But, I stopped my tracks when I realized it was a high-classed café. A piece of cake worths 10 euro. Which is 1448.13 yen!

"Let's not go there." I faked a laugh, rubbing the back of my neck.

"Wait! But the food looks rather delicious!" My friend exclaimed. I shook my head vigorously, and pulled her away. "I can buy that kind of food! I can treat you!" She said.

"Maybe today's not the time. Maybe tomorrow." I said, still dragging her.

"Nooooo!!! Au revoir, mon amour!" She said.

I chuckled.

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We sprinted our way back from where we came from, and lucky enough, we got back to the hotel.

"When can we see Alexie? Heh, that rhymes." my friend said

"I dunno. Before the wedding, I guess." I said.

My eyes travelled around the room, pondering.

"What are you thinking?" She asked somewhat teasingly. I waved my hands dismissively, shrugging her off.

I sat down on the bed, covering my face with the pillow like a little kid.

Eisuke's P.O.V.

I got off my jet, and headed to the hotel I'm staying. It's not hard for me to get a reservation, 'cuz what the hell, I'm Eisuke Ichinomya!

I headed to the streets where my girlfriend is. Obviously, I know, because of the GPS.

I didn't came up to her, instead I watched her from afar.

She's in front of Café de Parisian.

I listened to what she's saying.

"Wow... Let's go inside!" But, she stopped.

"Let's not go there." she said, faking a laugh.

"Wait! But the food looks rather delicious!" Her friend stated. I knew Megumi wouldn't go there. Megumi dragged her friend away, who was screaming. "I can buy that kind of food! I can treat you!"

"Maybe today's not the time. Maybe tomorrow." she said.

Megumi wants to eat there, huh? I grinned.

I went inside the café, and asked a lady working there. "Où est le propriétaire de ce lieu?" Of course I knew how to speak French. The lady called the manager confusely, and said what I said.

The manager spoke, "He's upstairs, sir." He noticed I'm japanese, so he spoke japanese. "Why do you need to see him sir?"

I crossed my arms. "You don't have to know." I arrogantly said. "Je suis désolé, monsieur." The manager apologized.

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A/N: Sorry if the story's bad. Anyway tnx for reading.

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