Kaede
That was the first day I walked her home. I also learned that day that she was a germophobe. The train home was very crowded-like, shoulder-to-shoulder crowded. And even though there were no seats left, she refused to hold on to the grab handles or hand bars.
I stood right behind her then. She had her arms wrapped around herself, and her hat partially covered her face.
"Hold on." I whispered and she just shook her head. I kept my eyes on her because I was certain she would fall.
Sure enough on the first stop, the momentum of the train caused her to trip forward, hitting a woman's shoulder, and then fell backward on me. I managed to immediately catch her and helped her back up. She leaned on my arms for support, whispering her excuses and thanks as she stood back up and once more wrapped her arms around herself.
I asked her again to hang onto something, and when she refused again, I pocketed my bottle of soda and held on to her jacket to help steady her.
We got off the train on our stop and walked home. "Ahhh...I feel like I need to take a long bath when I get home!" I didn't say anything. All I could think about was her in the bath. I know, very perverted. After all, she was the first girl I'd ever really spent a lot of time with and had intimate conversations with.
We were nearing her house and she pointed to a convenience store down the street, "You live nearby, don't you, Rukawa-kun? I've seen you in that store a few times, buying your groceries."
I took another sip of my soda and pointed to my apartment building. It was white and towered over a lot of homes so it was easy to spot, "Fifth floor."
"Eh-h? You must have a great view of the city."
I glanced at her, "A great view? I don't know...you'll have to see it and tell me."