Chapter Four: Locomotives
Osaka's ears flattened against the halting train's shrill cry against the tracks. It was not ad bad as when he came into contact with other Units, or when it felt like the girl, Lumina, was calling him.
He only knew this because of the encounter that day. However, here and there he'd felt a pull to go somewhere, coaxed on by a noise only he could hear. But it was always an angry sorrow that the sound carried. A need and hate for happiness that would never come. Osaka took this as the "signature" of him and Lumina's... Call.
But he never found her. It was always gone before he could track it. Once when he had, he'd gotten lost and it took a whole day to get back to his own little warehouse.
As he stood waiting for the announcement of their train's arrival and boarding, he half wondered if the Italian would show while pondering what exactly he was doing there at all. The letter in his pocket, where which his hand was also buried, served as a reminder, and the strange reality kept coming to focus.
Lumina. Where are you? Are you here?
His thoughts rang clear in his own mind, but he could scarcely believe his Gisei would hear them as he'd heard hers... It vanished an instant later when a hand spun him around by the shoulder, and he stood face to face with the Italian he was the Fighter of.
"I'm right here, Naru-san. Don't get yourself in a rut," she huffed, crossing her arms over her still-developing chest.
A sort of short lived relief found the male, and his ears perked a bit. "All right, all right... I've ... I've got the tickets," he murmured in reply, giving a little bow of hello, which she returned.
She wore a grey sweater with black horizontal stripes, and a white pair of jeans. A simple, clean look. Better than his own, which hadn't changed, save that it was newly washed. as he finally looked to meet her gaze again, she gave a dry ghost of a smile, and gestured to the platform.
Understanding, he led them to their boarding platform and handed the tickets to the man whom required them. A quick glance at the two from the ticket-master, and they where waved on board. Inside was spacious enough, and they sat side by side, at first in awkward silence.
The quiet became easier as the train lurched forward, but not until halfway there did the two speak at all. Mostly about the dream-like surrealistic view of their situation... how odd it was to be thrown into it, simply by a mark they both shared apparently. Having been born for one another, as the Seven Moons academy had put it.
The train moved on. The conversation died.
Osaka was left staring at his lap, and Lumina was of no different state until they fell asleep. The train continued on; the two in their unconscious state gradually came together, unaware. Within the next hour, they where close together, leaning on another, into one another. Lumina's head pressed into the curve of Osaka's neck, while Osaka himself rests his skull against Lumina's own.
Author's Note: Here you go, guy's fourth Chapter is up! Revised a bit from on Wattpad... finally up, though. Look out for Chapter Five. That'll be up before this weekend ends! Enjoy, even if it's short.