Tezuka's smirk disappeared as soon as he remembered why they were out in the streets in the first place. He broke the hug and pulled her away, she had a questioning face on as he picked up the luggage and dragged it the oppsite way.
"Don't go...stay here in Japan...with me" he slowly said with his back towards her.
Her eyes wondered back onto the wet ground, her hair were dripping wet from the rain, her eyes turned dark again, she was still she couldn't stay here...not even after the kiss...it wasn't right.
"I can't..." she replied in a low and dark tone that she swore it wasn't hers, it made Tezuka turn around and stare are her.
She started to walk towards him and grabbed the luggage from his hands and moved towards the main street, she felt something from behind grab her and stopped her in her tracks. Tear streamed down her soft skin, it made a river like lane all the way down to her chin.
"Please...don't...i can't do this.." she cried...
"Why?" he swung her around like a racket and hugged her just like before, her hair swung around and hit her hard across the pale skin.
"Because you have a girlfriend!" she screamed in his chest as he embraced her.
"What? I don't...i don't have a girlfriend.." he stated while been confused at what she had just stated.
"You don't have to lie! I know! I know everything! You have a girlfriend and her name is Mitsuki and she doesn't even go to Seigaku!" she broken down and started to bend down into a little ball on the ground. Tezuka stopped her and held her tight in his chest as if he was protecting her form the rain.
"You have to trust me...i don't have a girlfriend, i'm not even dating anyone." he whispered, before Hikari could get another word out of her small mouth. It was covered by Tezuka's lips...
Time stopped again but soon started again as the hour glass tipped over. Tezuka held her hand in one of his hands while the other pull the luggage. They moved towards his house. Hikari was still shocked at the sudden kiss, so shocked that she just followed Tezuka and didn't care about where she was going, not even if it was towards a dangerous cliff.
Just as they stopped he dropped her hand, Tezuka reached for his keys in his back pocket. Hikari snapped out of her trance and looked up with questioning wide eyes at the stoic captain.
Her arms hung down by her sides as she slowly looked down again, her eyes were glued to the ground as soon as the front door was opened. A smell of home passed her nose.
"I want to go home..." she whispered in the smallest voice hoping that the man before her wouldn't hear the crack in her tone.
"I'll get a towel for you to dry yourself, you'll get a cold if you stay in those clothes." Without turning around, he jumped into his home, the light shone on Hikari's face, it blinded Hikari's eyes as she stood outside the brown wooden door frame, knowing that with the statement he stated earlier he had no intention of letting her go.
She know that if she said anything more he would get angry wiht that abd temper of his, she turned around to leave the Tezuka residants and her beloved soaked clothes. The stoic male paced towards her and grabbed her form behind and twirled her around to face that handsome face of his. Her hair was soaked...it was flat and had no volume at all since it was still raining. The curls she had before was sparyed with the most trusted hairspray and that has failed her, she cursed silently at how persistant a stunning young man was towards a weakling like her when she was sure that he could get any kind of woman he wanted with that smoking hot body and that handsome face of his. She tried to gte out of his grip but failed miserably.
"Let go of me!" she whispered harshly, you wouldn't call it a whisper it was more like a yelled whisper. Still Tezuka held her like she was a long lost tennis racket that he treasured.
"LET GO OF ME!" she screamed this time and sure the neighbours would have heard that. A no escaped from Tezuka's lips, Hikari's expensive purple bag slipped from her palm to her elbow, a painful sting touched Tezuka's right cheek. A normal slap wouldn't hurt as much but since it was raining the rain made it more effective. His mouth was slighty opened-a sign that he was shocked that Hikari an angel would do such a thing. Tears flew around the hemisphere around them and followed Hikari as she turned to slap him hard across the face. A red stain was left at the spot of the impact. In less then a second the dropps of salted water hit the ground while been joined by another different kind of salted water.
Tezuka's grip loosen around her wrist, she took that split second chance to take her leave. A dark outline of a male was seen with the house light behind him from far away. Hikari wondered around for hours, she was always bad with directions and soon found a small playground. On the left side was the slides and tunnel while on the oppsite side there were a pair of swings. She dropped her bag and headed for a swing, she sat down and stepped back with her feet attached to the soaked dirt under her peep-toe shoes. She lifted her feet which gave her a forward motion making her swing.
Her head was still on focused on the ground, the rain poured down on her harder then ever before. The street light shoned while buzzing bugs took shelter in the trees.
The more rain, the more tears she shared, it was as if the rain was sharing it's sorrow with her too. A legend she heard from her aunt was about two lovers, the legend and herself shared the same situation, the legend had said that any couple found kissing in the cold rain was bound to be intertwined and will stay together no matter what happens, she first believed in such a silly thing. They shared two kisses in the rain and yet nothing's happened, the legend was just someone's imagination.
A silly imagination will forever stay an imagination, nothing fake will come true. She laughed at herself for believing in such a thing in the first place. Her eyes snapped open as her heart started to beat slowly-slower and slower by the passing second, she started having trouble breathing. Her hands left the metal chain and found her chest. She fell forwards and laid there cold on the wet sand. Her chest was tight.
'No...please, not this again...please...why must i suffer this pain...for once i want to be...normal'
"Please..." she glared at the shining light above her, the light was so bright before and now...it started to get darker and darker by every breathe she breathed in and out. Slowly, yet painfully...her sight got darker and darker until it was pitch black...
A long hour has passed and Hikari woke up from her cold and painful slumber, she tried her best to stand up but her legs were like freshly made jelly, she could have swore that someone took out her bones and left her pile of skin laying around. She had a massive headache, unmoveable legs and a bag that was miles from where she was. The bag was actually a few feet away from her but since she was so dizzy and weak it felt like miles.
She crawled slowly over to her bag where her phone was...she must have blacked out for hours, it was completely black outside, the only light around the park was the lonely street light post. The rain seemed to have stopped but the area and her cloothes were still damp. If she doens't get out of here fast she could even end up in hospital with a high fever for been in wet clothes for so long.
The grabbed her bag roughly and quickly looked for her pink phone. She scanned through the contacts list and pressed the green phone botton when she found her home phone number. The ringing began...one after another and another which was followed by another, no one seems to be picking up the stupid phone. How can they sleep when a phone that is as loud as a train is ringing in the house?
Maybe someone forgot to put it back onto it's charger, or maybe that just wouldn't care if she's in a life or death situation.
Ryoma's phone had been taken to the phone repairs because a certain someone with two years of tennis experience messed it up, when he said he had two year of phone repairing experience when he clearly hadn't. So there was no point in calling Ryoma.
Just as her luck couldn't get any better, the group of men that harassed her the other night found her laying alone in the park.
Pictures of the past events that happened bewteen the group of men and Hikari came racing back into her mind, her eyes widen in terror. Her night just couldn't get any better can it?
'Why am i always like this? Why am i always running into trouble like this? I hate it! I hate my life! I hate everything! Nothing ever goes my way! Nothign good happens to me...my hopes and dreams gets dropped and crushed! Why was i even born to begin with? Is this what i get for been born and brought into this world?'
She laid back down onto the damp land waiting for the group of men to have their fun with her now that she was weak and very vunerable. Her heavy lids took over and tears rolled down her pale face. She was ready for what would come next, the day was throwing the wrostest of it's kind at her and the day has yet to end. Maybe she won't get a happy ending after all, the happy ending she's been dreaming about with her knight in shining armor ever since she was five years of age.
She's been spoilt ever since she was young and has put others in tough times, maybe this is what she really gets, getting raped and then die from a stupid high fever. Her skin were boiling hot and her cheeks flushed red in a matter of second, her fever getting worser and woser. Nothing could get her back onto her feet now...nothing.
As soon as she had fully closed her green eyes, she blacked out again. She was now seeing herself floating in a pitch black empty field. She balled herself up mainly because she had nothing on. Her arms hugged her leg close to her body. Protecting them from any harming object, it was quiet...very quiet, too silent! Her two big green orbs seemed to be the only thing that was coloured in this big emptiness.
She scanned the blackness, white shadows started to appear in front of her river green eyes, a scene came before her. She was in one of the main streets of Tokyo, the traffic was busy and loud. People talking, laughing, smiling, crying, hugging and kissing. She really was alone, everyone had someone who they could talk to when they were in their worst moments, but for herself...she had no one, no one was willing to sit down and listen to her talk for hours.
Everywhere, someone was busy with another. No one had time for her anymore, even her uncle and aunt were too busy with their own kids. She 'visited' them in her early years but that 'visit' turned into a long long stay. She stayed at their house for days, years. It was when that freak accident hit her and then that was when everyone noticed her again, she didn't want to connect herself up to a machine everynight for the rest of her life just to make sure she doesn't stop breathing during her sleep.
She wanted to be tugged into bed by her parents everynight, she missed them and yet they left her. Everyone left her on this horrible land for her suffer the elements of loneliness, depression and different other hard-to-explain emotions.