unako's past 2/3

Back again at square one. I was sent away to this big city called Tokyo. Left all by myself with not a clue of what my Aunt Mine looked like. It was too late to turn back because my parents had already sold off our house and were on their way to France.

I stepped off the train and was immediately surrounded by a big group of people. I looked around helplessly for some sort of clue of as to whom my aunt was or what she looked like. I saw so many people pass and meet one another. Hugging, smiling and socializing. When will I ever be able to become like that? At this point I never realized just how lonely one could feel in such a place with so many people. It vexed me.

I looked across to the other train platform where people waited. Maybe my aunt was there. I tried to peek across the train tracks to the other side but people stood in the way. I jumped in the air but still, I was too short. When I finally squeezed through the crowd I smiled triumphantly but then oddly I felt hands pressing against my back, edging me forward. My smile faded slowly as I realized my body began to fall forward and the loud sound of an oncoming train rattling and vibrating on the metal tracks could be heard. I panicked but it was too late... So this is the end. The last thing I saw was a group of friends idly chatting and laughing amongst themselves and the many people on the platform who didn't even see one girl as she falls onto the tracks... Pitiful.

I started to see a light and a warm and calming feeling came over me. So this is how it is… I can only reach happiness beyond the grave.

Everything was silent. I didn't even feel like crying anymore. The rain had already taken that away from me, at this point I welcomed death.

Then a hand reached out to me, soft and strong.

"Are you okay?" I heard a voice ask.

I opened my eyes slowly as I found I was on top of someone with everyone around use staring disapprovingly.

"I'm sorry..." I said trying to stand but ended up falling back into his arms. My legs wouldn't let me get up. "I... I'm sorry." was all I could say through a trembling voice I didn't even know was my own.

And weirdly this boy who I just met and knew nothing about felt more homely and secure than any other home had in a long time. "It's okay," he said softly, "you can cry if you want to."

I was shocked to hear him say this because I hadn't even known that my whole body was shaking to hold back my tears.

He patted my back comfortingly and tears streamed out of my eyes like a river, they just didn't stop. I couldn't stop. I glanced only once into the train tracks and saw that my bag had fallen in. The same bag that had carried my old school uniform and cellphone. This really was going to be square one.

When I finally finished crying I realized that the boy had carried me to a nearby park.

"Um, you can put me down now," I said quietly.

He smiled brightly, "but you're the maiden in distress. How can a gentleman like me leave a cute girl like you alone to cry?" He said goofily.

I blushed a deep red, "please just put me down." He stared at me seriously, "well as long as you don't cry again."

I thought about it for a moment then nodded and he smiled again brightly.

He gently place me down on a park bench, before standing in front of me. I looked down at my feet for awhile. Just the thought of the train running over my bag which held the memories of my past...

"Hey! Didn't I say not to cry!" he yelled into my ear breaking my train of thought. "I'm not!" I yelled back. And when he grinned, I couldn't help but grin back.

"Hey, why don't we do something fun. My treat," he ordered. Not even asking me first, he started pulling me towards the movie theater.

"Wait, I really can't accept something like this," I said fumbling over my own feet to keep up with his stride. "Don't complain. Gentleman are supposed to treat every cute girl like they're special. Come on," he said as he pulled me along. Rendering me speechless as crimson color began to creep over my cheeks.

We got into the theater and there was a selection of movies. "Which one?" he asked me.

I glanced over the movies and saw, a sad pet movie, a romance movie, a pervy movie, a comedy movie and a horror movie. I looked back at him. "Hurry up," he said, edging me on. I paused before answering, "I could use a good laugh."

He cracked a grin,"I like your thinking." He turned to the booth people and said, "two tickets for the movie Saw." I almost did a double take.

What?! Saw?! Was he insane?!

He started to drag me into the theatre after we got our tickets. "Great selection! This is going to be hilarious," he laughed already getting excited.

I stared warily at this crazy boy.

We sat down in relatively good seats and not even ten seconds into the movie this guy was laughing at every stupid move and murders that happened. More than half the people left after pissing their pants. And I was practically curled up in a fetal position. "Come on Sunako, laugh!" he said through fits of laughter.

I stared at the black haired boy with awe. Just what was so funny about this? I stared at the movie and realized something. Maybe it was okay to laughing at mistakes and learning from them. Maybe it's okay to laugh everything out when you feel the most miserable.

I looked at this boy who was laughing so hard he was in tears and I slowly opened my mouth and laughed too. Everything was just so funny.

We came out of the theater with red faces and many creeped out stares from the other people.

"Whoa that was fun," he said after stretching out the tension in his muscles from sitting in the theater seats for 2 hours.

I smiled brightly. "It was," he stopped and looked at me. "What?" I asked slowly.

He turned slightly pink, "you look beautiful when you smile," he said, returning a twice as beautiful smile back at me.

I felt my heart squeeze in a sort of manner that I had never felt before. We walked for quite a long time and even though most of the way was filled with silly grins and small talk, It filled me with one of the greatest feelings I had ever experienced.

Then a moment came where he pat me on the back with a strangely familiar feeling.

"Well, I'll be seeing you Sunako," he said. Then, just when I was about to object and tell him to wait I heard a cry from someone in behind us, "Sunako!"

I turned to see who was calling my name. A beautiful woman with long brown hair and purple eyes came running towards me with tears in her eyes. "Aunty Mine?" I asked before I was embraced by the supermodel like woman. "Sunako, I was so worried something might have happened to you! Are you alright?" she cried, holding me so tightly I thought I was going to die.

I laughed, "I'm okay Aunty Mine. My friend brought me home," I said, but when I turned around… I found that the boy I had shared so much happiness with, had slipped through my fingers.

But I smiled anyway, remembering his last words, "I'll be seeing you… Sunako."