U is for Umbrella for Two
Don't you just love raining days? You get to share am umbrella with the person you like. (Young Jun and Hikari)
"Aww, it's raining!" said a disappointed Jun. He was on his tiptoes looking out the raining window, the ledge just below his eyes.
Hikari walked over behind him, tilting her head. "A-are you gonna go home in the rain?" she asked, clutching tightly the umbrella in her hand.
"Yeah! I'm a guy, Hikari! We can handle things like this!" he said confidently, clutching his fists together, smiling at the boy.
She shied back a little. "U-umm...s-since we need to get home soon or our moms are gonna yell at us, w-would you just...like to use...my umbrella w-with me?"
He looked blankly at the girl, wondering if she even heard what he was saying about being a guy. "Hikari, I–"
CRASH! A white bolt crashed down on the ground, as the girl screamed.
"Hikari! I'll go with you!" he yelled, grabbing her hands. "We'll go together!"
"O-okay," she whimpered.
"I'll see you two tomorrow, right?" asked Kouki, sending them off as they all stood by the door.
"Not even if there's a tornado!" they both exclaimed, smiling brightly at the boy, who was also happily smiling back, his round cheeks red.
Hikari held the umbrella, their shoulders touched, splashes could be heard as their small feet stepped in the puddles of rain water. Their play time with Kouki had come to a quick end.
They stopped right before their small town, or rather Jun abruptly stopped. "Hikari!" he yelled, turning face the girl. "I'm a man so I don't need you to help me any further!" he said, his face all red.
"Umm, okay? But, you'll catch a cold," she tilted her head.
"Only idiots catch colds! I'm not an idiot so don't worry!" He ran off toward his house.
"It's idiot's can't catch colds."
~: A few years later :~
She looked down at the boy and sighed, remembering that one time when they were young. "Idiots can't catch colds? Guess that sayings wrong too." She gently patted his head, smiling down at the boy.
"S-shut up, Hikari. Is that anyway to treat a sick person?" His face was flushed, and he was barely conscience.
"Should I apologize?"
"Yes, you should!" he yelled, jumping up.
She laughed at the boy, pushing him down the on the bed. "Sweet dreams," she said with a small peck on the cheek, leaving the boy blushing on the bed.
-The End-