Air: Finding the White Winged Girl
Disclaimer: I, xiaohitsugaya, do NOT own the anime AIR and is not associated with the creators and/or publishers of Air. This story is based on the anime AIR with the storyline belonging to me. Misuzu, Yukito, etc, however, belong to the creators of Air.
Between Hikito, Misuzu, and Author
Misuzu: So … where is this story headed?
Hikito: No comment … ask mommy-Xiao
Xiao: "mommy" Xiao? You dare speak about the one who created you! -grits teeth-
Misuzu: Hello? Someone answer MY QUESTION … PLEASE!
Xiao: You'll find out in this chapter, the next chapter, the chapter that follows, and the chapter that follows the next chapter and … continues the pattern
Misuzu + Hikito: O.O Okay … we get it
Chapter Three
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"Hikito, come here," Hikito's mother said.
"What is it?" Hikito asked as he walked over to his mother.
"I'm going to tell you a story, one that has been passed down from generation to generation. It is a very interesting tale, so get comfortable," his mother replied with a hint of a giggle in her voice.
And so, the night began as Hikito's mother told him of the tale that had been passed down from generation to generation. Yes, this was the tale of Misuzu and Yukito. Hikito smiled as his mother weaved about the tale of both Misuzu and Yukito and eventually, his eyelids began to droop. Hikito's mother looked down at Hikito after finishing the tale and she giggled softly.
"Goodnight, Hikito-chan. Sleep well my son," Hikito's mother said.
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Hikito opened his eyes and looked up at the ceiling of his room.
"Was that a dream?" Hikito thought to himself. It had seemed to him that it was more of a flashback from the past then a dream. Suddenly, a knock from downstairs could be heard. Hikito sat up, abruptly, on his bed. He flicked on the light to his room and went downstairs.
As he went down the hallway to the stairway, Hikito glanced at the alarm system.
"The alarm is off … I thought I turned it on when I got home. Oh well," Hikito said to no one in particular. After running through the darkness and back home, his mood had changed entirely from the happy-go-lucky Hikito that all of his neighbors knew.
Hikito peered through the eye hole in the door but could not recognize the one who was standing at the doorway. Perhaps it was a stranger who had stumbled upon his home?
"Can I help you?" Hikito asked in a meek but stable voice.
"Hikito Kishimoto? Is that you?" asked a soft and soothing voice.
"Who is it and how do you know my name?" Hikito replied, leaning against the door.
A strong wind began to gather outside and the howling of a wolf could be heard. Hikito jumped at these sounds, for they were all new to him. Never had he heard such a strong wind and howl of a wolf before in his life. Could this be a sign that meant that whoever was outside was the one he was suppose to meet to go to the Ruins of Duran? Perhaps the person standing outside was a messenger from Misuzu?
/What shall I do? \ Hikito thought to himself. It began to feel like decades as Hikito thought of what he should do. Open the door and talk to the stranger, or leave the door locked and just go to sleep? -So many undecided questions floated around Hikito's mind like the wonderful scent of fresh garlic bread.-
Hikito took a deep breath and decided upon one of the two choices he had.
-He turned around and slowly unlocked the door … -
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Author: Okay, that was strange. As for the first sentence with a – and -; I haven't the slightest idea on why I compared it to something like that. Does it make sense to you? X.x Please comment!
Also, the last sentence – credit goes to my best friend, Alex, for the help with making the final remark. Thanks Alex-kun!
-December 20, 2005
