Things that are KAWAII: Kinomoto Sakura (don't get me wrong), Asakura Hana, Wiz and kittens!

Chapter 7 (i am not gay)

I think Hana's head must weigh about ten tons. He was leaning on me and sleeping for half of the journey, which is quite annoying for me and the other passengers because he snores really loudly. I wish I had something to record it with. I don't get these strange people who can sleep anywhere anytime.

Anyway I was just getting up to go and stretch my legs (Translation: get away from Hana's snoring) when I spotted this hippie guy in the corner reading a newspaper and whispering to a couple of pretty girls. Well, he was missing the flower power and platform shoes but he had really long brown hair sort of like Hana's but the wrong colour and not so spiky. He looked up from his newspaper and winked at me. The pretty girls turned round and scowled. I sat down again and blushed.

"Hana. Hana!"
"...forty-eight sheep..."
"Hana!!!! Will you stop clowning around and wake up?! We have to get off here!"
"Oh, sorry," he said, waking up properly and rubbing his eyes. A few smartly dressed people with laptops, the hippie and his girlfriends got off. I grabbed hold of Hana's arm and yanked him off the train. He yawned very loudly, sat down on a bench and went back to sleep. I worry about him sometimes. I spotted Mister Hippie + friends sitting on a bench not too far away. The taller of the two girls, who had long blue hair, was eating a sandwich. My stomach rumbled and I suddenly realised that I was very hungry. To take my mind off things I sloped off to check the board with all the train times on. Hippieman's girly minions were following me. Yes, FOLLOWING ME. Oh dear. I quickened my pace, but being the short little midget I am meant that the girly minions had much longer legs than me (blehh) and had no trouble keeping up.

Just then, Hana came to the rescue.

"Sakura-san? Have you got any money? I'm dying for something to eat...hey!" I dragged him off behind a vending machine.
"Hana-chan, that hippy guy over there has got two girlfriends and they're following me," I whispered through gritted teeth.
"Don't be so paranoid," he said. "I'll go and wait for you on the platform. See ya."
"Hana-!"
It was no use, he'd already run off. Seething, I came out from behind the machine. What I was not expecting was for the girly minions to grab both my arms, shove me in the nearest toilet cubicle and bolt the door. Yes, BOLT THE DOOR. From the OUTSIDE.

This gets better and better.