Hello. If you haven't seen FLCL (Furi Kuri, Fooly Cooly) you should go watch it now. This is my second fic but I changed accounts.
This fic is about Noata thinking about Haruko after she leaves to go and chase Atomsk.
ONESHOT
Enjoy.
Oh yeah! I don't own FLCL blah blah blah.
"Everything is ordinary." Noata thinks, "Ever since Haruko and Mamimi left things have been really quiet around here. I keep telling myself she will come back…but the more I think about it the more ridiculous it sounds. Maybe she will come back for her guitar. Maybe she will come back for her glove. Maybe just maybe…"
Noata rested by the river where he and Mamimi would meet almost every day for years. Now it is just a boring, ordinary river. The autumn wind was rushing around him making ripples in the silent water. Looking up at the bridge he could see people talking and sitting living their ordinary lives. Cars were rushing past not slowing down to get a glimpse of the great view out here. He looked further down the bridge and saw a woman crying. She cried and cried. Noata started to get a stirring feeling in his stomach as he watched. He couldn't stand to watch anymore. Looking at the sky he wondered what Haruko was doing at that moment. Did she finally catch Atomsk? Did she finally get to "eat" him? He looked back at the woman again and saw a man with his arms wrapped around her tight. She wasn't crying as hard now but he could still see the tears falling.
Noata sighed. He got up to make his way back home. Walking up the path to the street he started to remember his first encounter with Haruko. He laughed to himself when he thought about her giving him C.P.R.
Halfway home he saw Canti pretending to be a crossing guard again.
"Canti! Get back to the house we can't have people see you!."
He flew off toward the direction to their home. Off in the distance he saw Ninamori wearing her school outfit still. He put on his hood and started to walk a little bit faster to try to avoid her. He failed.
"Hey, Noata!" Ninamori yelled.
"Ya…?" Noata answered dreadfully.
"You know you look really bizarre wearing a hood." Noata just looked at her. "Anyway I was wondering what you were doing all alone down by the river."
"Thinking ok?"
"Oh, well…ok." A sad look overtook her face. "I guess I should let you get home, I don't want your father getting mad at you. See you later Noata! Oh, by the way…what ever happened to your housekeeper?"
Noata didn't say anything. It made him mad that Haruko just left. He lifted his bat and hit a lamppost with it. His hands stung after hitting it so hard. He wondered if his brother's hands stung like this all the time. He hopes that his brother is doing well in baseball.
Noata didn't like going home sometimes but today it seemed like his only place to go. Rounding the corner he saw the cars parked out in front of their bakery. An ordinary blue Honda, an ordinary red VW, and an ordinary yellow Vespa. He walked into the bakery and went up to his room. He went to go pick up Haruko's guitar but caught himself in the middle of standing up.
"A YELLOW VESPA!?" Noata yelled at the top of his lungs. He ran to the window to take another look and sure enough there it was. Excitement and rage started to grow inside Noata.
"Noa! Dinner." His father yelled.
He ran downstairs into the eating room expecting to see Haruko but she wasn't there.
"Who's yellow Vespa is that outside?" Noata asked. He stuck his finger in the general direction of where it would be outside. But something felt strange. He wasn't touching normal air. He was touching something soft. He turned around and saw Haruko standing there with his finger poked into her chest.
"Hey there Ta-kun. You still got my guitar?"
Ok there it is…how was it?
R&R
TS