Hello, I'm back again! Didn't I say I will put this on my first priority? Anyway, I'm sorry for the late updating but I couldn't resist the reality examination, can I? Study first than update the story. I miss you guys a lot! Anyway, I'm sorry to say but I do not want to claim SDK as my own because I don't own it. One more question, can you guys by any chance tell me who is the living one in the final episode of SDK because I seem to not to understand it all. I'm lost, Help Please!
Stomp… Stomp… Stomp…
The very hand of the career woman pushed the door to open. Swings… swing… and it creaked. She stepped in and was a bit disappointed only to find the bed emptied. On the table next to the bed was a note saying that he had gone home. She folded the paper and placed it in her wallet that was full with his previous notices; the same words from the same person were printed on each of the papers.
She was about to walk out from the room when she stopped to see Tokito coming in to make the beds. "Long time no see, Sakuya", she said at the woman who used to go in the same university with her. The difference between them was Sakuya worked as a successful doctor and Tokito was only a uniformed nurse.
Sakuya didn't reply, as if Tokito had never asked her any question and left the room in hurry. The wooden heel of her shoes echoed a loud sound along the corridor as she sprinted her way back to the car park.
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Yuya looked at the red light that was marking the stops at every station. Soon enough, she could leave the train and headed for the nice cosy bed to rest her tired legs. Of course she couldn't resist any seat that was available but the real crisis was; there wasn't any seat unoccupied by anyone. She glanced at the old lady, the granny who she had given up her seat to. It wasn't the old lady that annoyed her so much; it was the guy who was sitting next to her; the temporary roommate or to be more precise, ward mate.
Her feet were aching and her heart was longing to hurt him right in his face. His selfishness was indescribable and for a man, that should cut off his good reputation amongst the women. "Mr. Akito, please be a gentleman. You should at least let a girl like me to sit", she requested, hoping that Kyo would at least gave her the chance to sit.
The man only looked at her with one eye just for a few seconds before continuing to scan through the daily newspaper that he had bought from a paperboy in front of the hospital. This action offended her so much and in anger, she stepped on his feet hard. He groaned out loud with his eyes gazing crossly at Yuya.
'Huh, take that as a present for ignoring me', she thought.
The old lady who had been watching the two of them chuckled. She tilted her thick glass to have a better look at the two young people.
"Say, the two of you are babyish", she spoke to Kyo. She grabbed her handbag and her hand busily hunted for something in it. It was a while later when she took out a very gorgeous trinket from her bag. The base was made from pure gold; the pin was made of chaste silver. There were two fiery phoenixes facing each other as if they were dancing and a glistening ruby stone shone in the middle of the pair. It was very beautiful.
"This was given to me when I first went to a dance with a man that I barely know", she spoke softly
She put the trinket in Kyo's hand. Then, she gave a tiny cackle. "I do not need this any more. Take it and use it when you need it", she whispered to him and rested her back on the pea-cock blue cushion seat. Kyo looked at the trinket and then the granny; she was smiling peacefully.
"Granny, I think you have misunderstood us", he said but the old lady was not replying. She stared at the door, just at the door and nowhere else as if she was floating somewhere else which was out of his reach. Kyo touched her hand. Hers was cold.
He tried to call the old woman again and checked her pulse. Her breathing had brought to a halt; her face was very pale and lifeless. Indeed, she had departed to leave the world on the train, yet at ease. Kyo tightened his hold of the trinket. He turned to Yuya and pulled her down.
"What's the big deal?" she growled angrily and gritted her teeth like a dog barking. "I need your help, woman!" he hissed a reply. Yuya pulled herself away from him and she took her revenge by ignoring him back.
"Woman!" he grabbed her hand as she tried to move away from him. Yuya struggled to let go of her hand. However, the man had more power against her weak body. She flung back and was shocked to find herself in his cordial arms.
His warmth breathe was heating her forehead; her heart was thumping violently. Realising the fact that they were both married, she immediately pushed him away as far as she could. "Baka!" she shouted out loud which caused the other passengers to pay attention to the pair.
She backed away a few steps from him. The shocked expression remained carven on her face for a few minute. On the edge of her emerald eyes, tears were forming. She wiped with her hanky but the crystal clear water wouldn't stop flowing. When the entrance slide opened, she quickly marched her way out from the coach.
Inside, she was hurting. Inside, she was suffering. It was like a sudden explosion of an unwanted emotion; an explosion that almost split opened her heart. The feeling, the emotion… those were storming aggressively in her soul; in her mind and in her body. She was losing her judgement and her control over herself for the reason that she could hardly understand why.
It wasn't because she hated the incident; it was because she didn't dislike it. The feeling of being so close to each other with Kyo was so different from being together with her husband. Inside, she was afraid that she might have gradually….
This is a very short one I think. Anyway, I have to catch up with some other stuff. I've gotten pretty busy lately.
