I don't want to be like the rest of the world...
He raced down the road on the vespa he had "stolen" off the street. He hardly considered this stealing- he was going to return it, anyway. He wasnt nearly old enough to drive one of these, of course; but come on, even he needed a break every once in a while.
What's wrong with the world today...?
He looked out beyond the water; he realized that he was getting close to the border between this small town and the one next to it. He had never even left the city before... Could he now?
What's beyond this town?
Medical Mechanica's demolished hand still stood in the place, the one thing that was left to symbolize what this town used to be. But to him, it symolized something else- the woman he used to know. The one who caused the downfall of the great hand.
Will I be able to make it...?
What was that hand, anyway? He wondered this while focusing on the lines on the road, slightly more than the road itself. Was it a type of barrier, shutting the town off from everyone else? His brother had gotten through, yes; but he could do anything- even play baseball with the Americans. But even Mamimi, the weakest of the weak, made it through after the downfall of the hand. Did that mean that the invisible force holding them all to this town was gone as well?
I can make it...
He headed towards the end of the town; to places he himself had never reached before. The buildings and stores didn't ring a bell, give or take a few store names his friends had told him about in their earlier journeys through the end of the town- though even they themselves had never made it past the border. It was like travelling through space. Slowly leaving the presence of earth...
Im doing it...
He went faster, towards the sun- he decided he would continue to do this. Continue to chase the sun.
I'll really make it...
Maybe he wouldnt return the vespa after all. Maybe he'd keep it for a while. He might return it. Someday...
I'm almost through...
He sped up again, almost to the physical end of the town... He had almost made it.
I'm... through!
Naota Nandaba raced out of the small town, and dissapeared as a sillouhette in the red sun. Mabase never saw him again…
From the Author:
This is my first entry under this username, and also my first FanFic posted for FLCL. It's just a small clip of what happens after the series to Naota Nandaba- something we ALL want to know. I thought it fit for him to dissapear in a vespa, much like the infamous Haruko Haruhara. Who knows? Maybe he'll run into her someday...
I am also author of the not-quite-known "Plush Files." That story was done on my other account (I've forgotten the password and username... ;) Maybe I'll attempt to bring it back someday!