Chapter nine
'"Come on!" Miki laughed, her hand high above her head as she waved at Ginta to come cross the road. Her head felt clear and figured out. She was bursting with a newfound understanding. Ginta gripped the large basket.
"I'm coming, I'm coming," he said, taking a step to the edge of the street. "But I'm waiting for the pedestrian sign to go on to green."
"There's no car coming!" Miki said. "I don't have all night!"
Shadows were cast all over Ginta's doubtful face, as if it were a sign of what was about to come. She gave a quick look at his side, the seeing that really, there was no vehicle, and he stepped on the road, his eyes focused on Miki. He was halfway when she suddenly turned white. Her mouth formed silent words.
Ginta looked closer. It looked like she was silently screaming : "Get back!"
He opened his mouth to ask her what she was talking about when some pressure hit his right side. The basket collapsed from his arms. He didn't even feel a little pain, just a slight sense of surprise and incomprehension. Even when he was on the stretcher, unconscious, being carried to the hospital, even as he drew his last breath, his closed eyes were relaxed, and his hair was still a little on end, and his mouth was slightly open in revelation, as if he was planning to take his surprise to the other world with him.
"Miki!" her mother shouted through the door. "Are you alright, honey? The funeral....is.....tomorrow, alright? Miki, open the door...."
Miki got up and opened the door like her mother had requested. Yuu stood beside her mother, crossing his arms and looking at her, concerned.
"Are you okay?" her mother asked again, offering a hand. Miki shook her head.
"Mom, I'm okay." She gave a wan smile. She closed the door, and walked over to her bed. She flopped over and closed her eyes..........
'"Come on!" Miki laughed, her hand high above her head as she waved at Ginta to come cross the road. Her head felt clear and figured out. She was bursting with a newfound understanding. Ginta gripped the large basket.
"I'm coming, I'm coming," he said, taking a step to the edge of the street. "But I'm waiting for the pedestrian sign to go on to green."
"There's no car coming!" Miki said. "I don't have............''
'"Come on!" Miki laughed, her hand high above her head as she waved at Ginta to come cross the road. Her head felt clear and figured out. She was bursting with a newfound understanding. Ginta gripped the large basket.
"I'm coming, I'm coming," he said, taking a step to the edge of the street. "But I'm waiting for the pedestrian sign to go on to green."
"There's no car coming!" Miki said. "I don't have all night!"
Shadows were cast all over Ginta's doubtful face, as if it were a sign of what was about to come. She gave a quick look at his side, the seeing that really, there was no vehicle, and he stepped on the road, his eyes focused on Miki. He was halfway when she suddenly turned white. Her mouth formed silent words.
Ginta looked closer. It looked like she was silently screaming : "Get back!"
He opened his mouth to ask her what she was talking about when some pressure hit his right side. The basket collapsed from his arms. He didn't even feel a little pain, just a slight sense of surprise and incomprehension. Even when he was on the stretcher, unconscious, being carried to the hospital, even as he drew his last breath, his closed eyes were relaxed, and his hair was still a little on end, and his mouth was slightly open in revelation, as if he was planning to take his surprise to the other world with him.
"Miki!" her mother shouted through the door. "Are you alright, honey? The funeral....is.....tomorrow, alright? Miki, open the door...."
Miki got up and opened the door like her mother had requested. Yuu stood beside her mother, crossing his arms and looking at her, concerned.
"Are you okay?" her mother asked again, offering a hand. Miki shook her head.
"Mom, I'm okay." She gave a wan smile. She closed the door, and walked over to her bed. She flopped over and closed her eyes..........
'"Come on!" Miki laughed, her hand high above her head as she waved at Ginta to come cross the road. Her head felt clear and figured out. She was bursting with a newfound understanding. Ginta gripped the large basket.
"I'm coming, I'm coming," he said, taking a step to the edge of the street. "But I'm waiting for the pedestrian sign to go on to green."
"There's no car coming!" Miki said. "I don't have............''