Chapter 4 – Feelings
Dear Tombo,
I wish it wasn't true myself. I hate being so far away from the city, and it's getting harder. My Grandmother arrived about a week ago. She used to be a gypsy witch, before witches started living in one place and being the resident witch of their chosen town. She says she's going to be teaching me fortune telling, and, of all things, dancing. I don't know if my grandmother will be the greatest dance teacher, but I suppose we'll see. She was supposed to be the best back in her day. Mother says that she's taught me everything she can, and has passed on my training entirely to my grandmother. I just wish she could have come to live with us a year ago so I could be back with you and everyone else in the city.
I loved the scrapbook! I spent hours flipping through all the pages, looking at the pictures and reading the quotes. I loved the personal notes people put in occasionally. It was like receiving a big band-aid to make the next year easier. My favorite are the pages filled with collages of you and me making funny faces. We are a couple of crazy looking kids in there! By the way, where did that picture of us sitting on the beach come from? Since both of us were sitting on the beach, who took the picture? I think there was a spy that day; I hope we weren't talking about anything too personal!
And for the record I've grown myself, I could still be taller then you! Has your voice changed yet? Oh I can't wait to hear that! I hope I get back when your voice is still squeaking, I don't want to miss it.
It's cool that we both have a dance coming up, mine is only in a week and half now. You haven't taken a girl anywhere before though? You asked me to that one party when I first got there! Was I…was I actually the first girl you'd really asked on a date? I was asked by a few guys to my surprise. I'd already agreed to go with a guy from the next town though. The girls here say he's the best catch and don't see why I don't have a crush on him like all the other girls around. I gave them as many excuses as I could, but they wouldn't buy it. Finally I told them what I am now telling you.
I really really like you Tombo. Actually, I think love you. I have for ages and ages! I didn't know how to tell you, and then I was leaving and I didn't want to say it in a letter…but now that I have to wait a whole other year, I decided not to wait. And at the same time, I wish I didn't like you so much, because I can't be with you for such a long time. Even if you don't like me the same way, being around you is better than being without you at all.
Remember that flight we took right before I left? And I told you that you were the reason I got my powers back? I wasn't entirely honest in my reasoning. You see, you are my inspiration. When you're around, I feel like I can do anything. Knowing that you believe in me means more than I could ever put into words.
And now that I have poured my heart out onto paper, I'm going to put this in the mailbox before I lose my nerve.
Kiki
P.S. I love, love, love you. Oh it feels so good to finally say it!
Dear Kiki,
The mailman is going to be here any second, so I'll be sending a second letter later on when I have time to write it. For now:
I love you too!
Tombo
Dear Kiki,
Sorry about that, rather confusing I know. Well, I hope not too confusing. I hope you at least got the gist of the message at least. Which was that I love you too. The only reason I didn't send this longer letter right off is because the mailman was on his way, and I wanted to make sure you got that message as soon as possible.
I liked you the moment I first saw you fly overhead when you first arrived in the city. That's why I rescued you from that traffic cop and why I kept trying to talk to you. I don't know when that liking turned into more, but it did. I was planning on telling you that last night you spent in the city. And right before you left I really really wanted to kiss you. But I wasn't sure if you felt the same. Now I feel stupid, not only because you're gone so much longer than we'd hoped, but because you actually love me too.
And I really want to kiss you now…
Well, to distract myself, I will be entirely honest about my jealousy of that catch you got to escort you to the dance. I wish that was me instead. To answer your question, yes that was the first time I'd ever asked any girl on a date. I'd gone to parties and stuff before, but usually that was with a group of friends, girls and guys alike. I hope your grandmother can teach you dancing, because then I could take you to all the cool dance clubs I know of. Both the classical and modern. My school has a dance class which we all have to take. I can now waltz with the best of them, and salsa isn't too hard so far. Blues dancing is my favorite, I'll teach you if your grandma doesn't.
My voice was done changing a while ago, and I'm not sorry that you missed it. Thinking back on those days when my voice would break and squeak is a nightmare that I would very much like to forget. And you'll never remember it, so ha!
Anyway, school's starting soon, I should probably get biking. I can get there pretty fast if I take the back roads. Can't wait to get your letter, I love you so much!
Tombo
Dear Tombo,
You have no idea how happy I was to get your letter. At first I was afraid you were upset when I saw how short it was. But then I was so happy that I shouted for joy and woke up anyone within a five mile radius. Thankfully it was the afternoon, so I was only waking those taking naps. Like my grandmother I found out, can you say yikes? And your next letter isn't here yet, I just started writing my reply already, hehe.
Ok, two days later, same letter! I can't believe the post is so slow! Anyways…
I really wished you had kissed me. I remember right before I left I thought you were going to, and I was really sad when you didn't. I'm trying to convince my parents to let me come for a visit, cross your fingers! Actually, dad just got home, let me go use my feminine wiles to let me come.
Yes!!! He said yes! Oh this is so exciting I can't put it into words! I have to wait until next weekend; I might arrive before this letter does hehe! Wouldn't that be great? That you're reading this letter, then you look up and I'm standing at the gate to your yard? Oh I can imagine it now…
Well, there's only one problem. If I get to visit you I have to stop skiving on fortune telling lessons with grandmamma…nuts. Oh well. She'll make me work my tail off to catch up with all the lessons I've missed too darn it. Well I should go do that, I'll be seeing you soon! Love you tons!
Love always,
Kiki
Tombo, being who he was looked out the front window the moment he got Kiki's letter. He'd been hoping that her prediction was true, but it unfortunately wasn't. The only person at the gate was the mailman. Tombo had met him at the gate to ask if there was any mail for him, and taken Kiki's letter right back inside without bothering to take anything else. The mailman was chuckling and putting the rest of the mail in the box, probably guessing what was going on.
He sat in the window sill, a happy smile on his face. To think that she was coming to visit! It was more exciting than he could take! He hopped up from his seat, too much energy to sit still. He went to his room and changed into shorts and a t-shirt. He stopped to look in the mirror for a moment, wondering how different he'd look at Kiki. His body had filled out, and his face had lost its boyish roundness. But according to his mom his smile was still the same goofy grin he'd always had. He grinned in the mirror and laughed at how right she was. No longer an awkward boy, he was now a sixteen year old young man, but his character was still the same as always. He stopped then. The dance was tonight, what if Kiki came tonight? He dashed downstairs again.
"Mom!" he called. "Mom where are you?"
"Out back honey!"
"Kiki's coming!" he shouted hopping down the backyard steps and hugging his mom from behind for a second befor going to their garage and getting out his bike.
"She is? When?"
"This weekend, but I'm worried she may come during the dance." His mom smiled a smile he didn't understand and nodded.
"I see. Well, you can't let your date down, I suggest you go. If she comes while you're out we'll let her know. She'll have a chance to go visit Ohono that way." Tombo grinned at his mom.
"You just have everything all planned out don't you? Right, well I'll be back in an hour, you'll need to help me tie my tie!" he shouted as he wheeled his bike out of the yard and down the nearby street.
"You have no idea." The woman muttered, turning towards the shed. "You can come out now Kiki." She called. Kiki, giggling furiously, came out from behind the shed, joining Tombo's mother at the table for lemonade once more. She'd arrived about an hour before, and had been spending it out here as Tombo had slept in late.
"I'm guessing you have a plan then?" she asked, sipping from the second glass of lemonade that Tombo hadn't even noticed.
"Yes I certainly do." Tombo's mother said, and leaned forward to explain her idea to her son's closest friend.
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Yay, my author notes can be in Italics again! I no longer have any idea how long this fanfic will be, so if you hate it hope it's short, if you love it hope its long :P
I drew a picture of my version of Kiki, link can be found in my profile!
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Your Humble Authoress,
Whisperwings