Still don't own Black Cat. I will own something someday though! Maybe…Possibly?
When it rains, it pours. What did I do to deserve being stood up by Jenos and being forced to spend time with Train? I could be at home, on my couch, drowning my sorrows in a huge tub of ice cream--or counting my money--but nooo. I'm stuck walking through town with Train. I can't even escape because he has a hold on my arm. Not tight enough to hurt, but able to keep me with him. He really is a jerk. I meant every word I said to him. I might not have meant to say it, but I had to say it eventually. I refuse to get attached to him again. He'll just take the bounty for Hendricks and disappear the same way he came. Without a word.
"Rins! Are you listening to me?" Train asked breaking me from my thoughts.
"No Train, but I'm sure you were talking about milk." I muttered.
My hidden strength is definitely being able to use sarcasm with any question. Actually that wasn't really sarcasm. That was an insult, but Train must have thought it was hilarious from the way he laughed.
"I was talking about getting doughnuts, but a nice bottle of milk would be great too."
"You haven't learned your lesson about eating doughnuts around me yet?" I responded.
Years ago, I would have at least smiled by now, but things change. Smiling would mean I forgave him for leaving which I haven't. Smiling would mean he won against my pride.
"My love of doughnuts is greater than my fear of pain." Train responded, and I snapped.
I laughed. Better yet, I laughed until tears were coming out of my eyes. I must have looked like a fool standing in the middle of the street doubled over in laughter, but if I stopped laughing, I'm pretty sure I would cry. Train would never change. He would never take anything seriously including my feelings. Well Mr. Black Cat, two people could play your game.
"Let's go down to the beach!" I exclaimed as I used my free hand to wipe away my tears.
This time I was the one holding his arm and dragging him down the street. It was about time I took control instead of letting him and Jenos get to me, and the best way to do that was to attack the only thing men really had going for them. I went after Train's wallet.
The beach is the reason I love this town, and spend most of my free time here. While downtown looks like a regular ocean front city, complete with tourists, the beach is a year round carnival. There are always several shops and rides set up that change constantly. It's shopping central. Oh and the view of the water is great too.
This month's theme was "Fun in the Tropics." I have no idea who came up with it, but she--yes she--should get a raise. Every shop had some sort of island flavor to it ranging from torches to workers in grass skirts. There was so much to see and not enough time to see it all if we didn't get moving.
While I stopped at every clothing booth, Train went to the food stands. Of course, I had to retrieve him when it was time for checkout. At one point I lost sight of him completely, but when he appeared later, he reattached himself to my arm like he never left. Strange…
We kept up the same routine until we reached the final shop on the beach, a photo booth. I turned around to leave, but Train must have had a different idea. Despite being loaded down with my bags, he managed to grab my hand and drag me inside.
"Train stop!" I shouted, but he ignored me completely.
"I can only afford one picture so make it a good one!" Train commented as he placed the money into the slot.
He draped one of his arms over my shoulder and held up the peace sign with the other just as the camera flashed. I grabbed the picture before Train could get his hands on it and stormed from the booth. The picture showed him smiling while I'm sitting there staring up at him with a love sick puppy expression. He's not getting this picture. Ever.
"Nice huh?" Train commented as he looked at the picture over my shoulder.
"No it's not nice. You could have spent your money on something more worthwhile! Something shiny for me for example." I huffed and moved away.
I hate how he can sneak up on people like that. He was a little too close for comfort that time. I didn't look back, but I knew he was following me since he had all the bags.
"You want something shiny…You got it! I think its dark enough now." Train said and pushed me towards the water.
Everyone was packing up to leave leaving the beach relatively empty. He dropped our, well my, bags and pushed me onto the sand. I tried to leave, but he just stood above me blocking my escape.
"Fine, but make it quick. I have a few last minute details to cover for tomorrow's job." I muttered.
Train nodded and turned one bag upside down and fireworks spilled from it. He was going through some sort of ritual to decide the best angle to shoot the fireworks from when I rolled my eyes.
"Any day now would be great." I commented impatiently.
Train laughed as he lit the first one and ran back to me to watch. The sky flashed a pretty blue, and I couldn't help but smile. The sky really was gorgeous as it lit up and reflected onto the water. Train ran back and forth like that until he lit the final firework.
"This one's supposed to last awhile…" He muttered as he leaned back on to his hands.
The sky changed to a bright pink, then lavender, and who knew what other color because Train's hand was on top of mine. A simple little gesture like that made me forget everything else in the world. Stop beating so fast heart! He's leaving soon. I know he is. So why can't I stop myself from moving closer to him? Why isn't he moving away? Why are our lips only an inch apart?
"Saya…"
Saya…Saya…Saya…He called me Saya…He was thinking about Saya the entire time…They say it's better to have love and lost than to never love at all, but that's a lie. That's the biggest lie in the world! Nothing can be worse than having your world crash down with just one word. One name. I don't even know where I'm running. I just have to get away.
Uh oh…am I hated yet? I'll go get my TrainRinlet fan-shield just in case. This could be Jenos's big break! Or not. I guess we'll see when I decide what happens next.