An akward silence overtook the dinner table while Tenshimi was trying to explain the wings on her back were strictly just because she had gotten back from a party, someone had put them on their and she was having trouble getting them off. The family with her offered her a room for the night, figuring she might be in some kind of trouble. Her heart was beating in what seemed to be saying "Shinji" over and over with such a deep passion; that alone she drew courage from. She asked if she could stay until the rain passed over, after in which she would be no more trouble. For these kind people to take in a complete stranger and even offer a room was alone a big help to her. The father took a bite of the steak on his plate, making grunting noises indicating the flavor of the food was well cooked. "So where are you originally from?", The mother asked. Tenshimi wanted to tell her the truth but she couldn't; she paused for a second awating the food from her mouth to be swallowed. "I'm originally fro~" is as far as she got when the child interupted her to say thanks for her action earlier. Tenshimi simply nodded, as not much else could be said. "Is there somewhere we can give you a ride back to?" the husband asked Tenshimi with a deep concerning voice. She thought about it for a second and knew that tommorow was a school day,"I go to Mirai high school if you don't mind. It is somewhere in Tokyo but I'm not sure where." "We can find it and we will drop you off tommorow, until then why don't you stay here for the night.." The mother insisted. Tenshimi thought that to be a relitively good idea seeing as how she didnt know where she was or how to get back. "I will, thank you.."

A smile came from her face that seemed almost like she had a twinkle of hope, even if it was overall going to be shortlived. She didn't have much time left and was going to reap the consequences of her selfishness what looked like a little earlier than what she had planned. At least she had given Shinji and his family riches to live happily after she was gone. She was building up a hope that someone battleing with a kind of cancer would have.. It was that unsure feeling, that hole in your heart. She hated that feeling, part of the reason she was already believeing what would happen to her next; and it wasn't anything good. She couldn't help but to think of Shinji as the rain was crashing violently into the roof. Kind of like when she would tell him, she thought. But how does she say goodbye to the one person who makes her life whole? It didn't matter, it was inevitable.

"May we be excused?", the children asked. the parents nodding in agreement with eachother before telling the kids they can go. As they run off the sound of children running off to play reminds her of her younger days with Shinji, before they were torn apart by fate. "Well let us show you to your room." The father spontaniously said. His wife stood to the side cleaning up the table and when Tenshimi tried to help was turned away. She didn't want to leave the house and just be a burden, she wanted to help with something to show her appreciation. "Here we are, it's kinda small but it should do for a night." She looked in astonishment at the way the room had been decored, it was like a boys room. Almost like someone had lived her before hand; they probably moved out, she thought. The father shut the door slowly and left her at peace. In front of her was a mirror; and when she looked at it with her eyes gazed into it deeply she told herself she was going to be ok. That everything was going to be ok, that she would one day see him again, knowing even then it was a lie.

Shinji had no choice but to head home, the rain was getting too severe to go looking for someone he doesn't have a starting point for; it was like searching the moutains for a penny. The raindrops hitting his head were so big in proportion it felt like it was hailing lightly. He took shelter under a giant oak tree holding his hand out hoping to catch a ride home. He watched hopelessly as car by car passed him up, his eyelids growing heavy and his body weak. He was dozing off for a few seconds standing perfectly still before waking up and realizing he had his hand out repeatedly. He looked around him and looked with hopes to elsewhere take shelter. His eyes very carefully scan the area around; making sure to to keep his hand held out for a ride.

The cathdral building was always an option; seeing as how he hadn't gone far when the rain suddenly started violently pouring down. His mind was filled with so much to tell the girl he loved. He had gone over ten years without seeing her, but wasn't even sure right now if he ever would again. The old man was tyring to write something on the board, something important; he was sure of the meaning however, even if it wasn't written. He was wishing she wouldn't have given the money to them because her time was worth so much more. He thought it to be good to talk to the old man again, but not yet he thought. He had to make sure what he heard the first time was true before stepping foot into a new set of truths.

The clouds in the greyest of skies roared loudly with the sound of thunder, followed shortly by a strike of lightining. Shinji knew himself to be safe, in his science class he learned to take refuge underneath trees in case of a storm; with his raincoat around him and the umbrella he was given he was fighitng off the pouring rain a drop at a time. How were Yuna and Sakurai doing he wondered; if they had more progress then in his own desperate search.

Tenshimi knew it to be too early to go to bed; so instead, being in a new place she decided to explore it a bit. She wasn't the snooping type, but it was there fault for leaving everything out. She looked across the room at a brown, rectanglar shaped music box that grabbed her attention. It matched the room's color of an ocean blue rather well she thought. The walls were glimmering with a beauty on the surface, and yet appeared as if they contained a secret beyond what the outside held. The windows had a shape of almost saddened eyes; looking outside she wondered if this is what it must be like to be beautiful on the outside and be so sad on the inside; she wondered if this is what Shinji saw when he looked into her eyes for the first time. From leaning over the window she attempted to grab the music box. She opened it but soley in vein, nothing was working. Was there an On/Off switch hidden somewhere, perhaps it needed batteries or something. It was just one more thing in her life not going to work for her. She gently set it down upon the dresser it was so quietly displayed.

Suddenly she heard a knock on the door, she quickly rushed to the bed and sat in an upright position; she didn't want to be caught snooping around with things that weren't hers. After getting comfortable she responded with a soft and gentle, "Please come in.." It was just the mother of the household coming to offer her a bath and a fresh change of clothes, in which she gratefully accepted.

Shinji sat all alone wondering if he should just run away, being already on a different part of town. He didn't want to be a burden to his mother anymore, to Tenshimi, the girl who's heart he so longed for, to anyone. He couldnt do that though, he was only a month away from graduating. His graduation was important, then he could get a job and help his mother in the way she deserved it. Sometimes problems just seemed so much easier running away from them instead of facing them. Life was about the choices one makes, the actions determined by one's firmly planted heart; a decesion. Now was his decision time, the time most important in a young mans' life. Now was the time he would stand, even in the crashing rain opposing him. He was going to summon up as much courage as he had from his heart and stay firmly grounded moving forward with faith; the faith he was going to find her, to love her, .. to keep her forever in his heart.