Fire and Ice –Satoshi's Thoughts
She is my Kasumi, my Waterflower. I often wonder why I love her so much. She isn't beautiful like her sisters, Nurse Joy, or Officer Jenny. She is pretty in her own way. Kasumi treats me okay most of the time, but Nurse Joy treats me good all the time.
It is funny with Kasumi-Chan. One night, she kissed me, just brushing her lips against mine. After that, I tried to hold her hand, and she threw me into the bushes. It is difficult to believe that she is following me out of spite when I look into her eyes. Sometimes when she's happy, they sparkle, like an ocean on a sunny day, and regard me with warmth and affection. Sometimes, they are full of concern. When Kasumi is angry her eyes are full of fire and ice. I ask myself how fire and ice can exist together. Kasumi made it possible. In her eyes, anything can exist together. In some ways, it reminds me about how much I love her.
I am the fire, giving her warmth and affection, and she is the ice, acting like she doesn't care. But when she turns her eyes on me, I know she thinks differently. I want to tell her what I feel but I'm afraid. Not because she is older than me, but because I'm am afraid she will act like ice. She is not always ice. So I will wait until she warms to me, and I'll wait forever. We have already been traveling together for awhile, and the ice has started to melt. She is my Kasumi, my Waterflower, the one whom I love.