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Part 2 Soft All of the Sudden
"Kiyone, wake up!" Kiyone opened her eyes to find Mihoshi there.
"I made breakfast, Kiyone! For the first time! By myself!" Kiyone
sniffed the air.
"Mihoshi you idiot! You BURNED breakfast!!!" yelled Kiyone. She
got up and went to the kitchen. There was smoke everywhere. When it
cleared up, she saw a big mess. A GIGANTIC mess. Eggs were splattered
everywhere. Charcoaled bread was on the floor. There was flour all
over the place.
"What happened here Mihoshi?!" asked Kiyone.
"It's just a tiny mess, Kiyone. It can be cleaned up..."
"What's so tiny about it?!"
"Um..." Mihoshi bent down. "This toothpick is tiny..."
"Mihoshi..."
{ti ri ti! ti ri ti! ti ri ti!}
Her GP watch was going off.
"Just be thankful, Mihoshi. We gotta go!"
"O...OK..."
They quickly reported to HQ. The chief was waiting for them.
"Officer Kiyone, Mihoshi..." he said. "The prisoner you brought in
yesterday, Yumino Mukiiro, escaped from jail."
"He did?!" asked Kiyone. "That's almost impossible! The Galaxy
Police jail cells are carefully guarded and are reinforced with the
best aside from the Jurain dungeons."
"I can't believe it myself." said the chief. "Since you did a good
job yesterday, I am assigning you to be the one who captures him."
"Yes, sir!" replied Kiyone.
"And I expect a good report on you, Officer Mihoshi."
"You can count on me, chief!" Mihoshi said.
The Yagami was patroling through the universe, in search of Mukiiro.
He was not a regular speeder anymore, he was a top notch criminal.
Kiyone and Mihoshi were looking for days. Reports of Mukiiro robbing
prominent banks came in. Mukiiro was now a robber and the GP had
theories of him going towards space piracy. He had already robbed
a whole planet of its treasures. Even though it was just a small,
remote planet, it was still an important case. Kiyone was scared
that since Mukiiro was becoming an infamous criminal, the HQ might
remove Kiyone from her assignment and let a higher class police cop
handle this case. Just this morning, she got a report that Mukiiro
had taken 645,OOO,OOO,OOO Jurai in cash.
[What happened to you?] Kiyone wondered.
Meanwhile, in Genoma, a gang of three were rejoicing. One had spiked
dark green hair with a patch on one eye. Another had long dark
brown hair tied up. And the other one had dark blue hair with two stray
strands on his face.
"To the ton of money we made!" the brown haired one said.
"No, to our great teamwork!" said the blue haired one.
"No, to Mukiiro!" said the green haired one.
"To everything and everyone!" they all said, raising their mugs to
a toast.
"Can you imagine how much money we made in a week?"
"All thanks to Oserenai."
"Thank ya'll." Oserenai said, who was the one with brown hair.
"And for Mukiiro for the speed." said the green haired one.
"And Natsuri, who rescued me." Mukiiro said, referring to the green
haired one. Mukiiro was the blue haired one.
Mukiiro had just gotten out of prison when he and Natsuri ran into
their friend, Oserenai Mijiku. He was an experienced space pirate.
He convinced the two to become like him. Since then, Oserenai had
made triple of what he got each month. They always had an equal share.
Natsuri loved being a space pirate even though he was just a rookie.
Mukiiro liked it a lot. Being free. Being a rebel. Life was exciting.
But he still had his two desires. His need for speed and need for love.
He could get in touch with his bike anytime but love was hard to find...
especially when he was searching for a particular girl in this great
universe...someone in a completely different world. He was her enemy
and she was his. He could live his proffesion coming and going as often
as he wanted but she was bound by chains of assignments, schedules and law.
Anyway, she wouldn't want him...but why did she ask him those questions?
What did she feel? How come there was such concern in her voice and her eyes.
Why did they shine so much like the heavenly stars?
[Stop thinking about her you baka!] he thought to himself. [Get out of
my head!!!]
"Mukiiro?" asked Natsuri. "What's the matter, dude?"
"Eh? Oh...nothin' really." replied Mukiiro.
"Oh really?" said Oserenai.
"Yeah."
"We might never find him." sighed Kiyone. "What if we get demoted if
we don't find him?"
"They'll probably assign us to another galaxy." said Mihoshi.
"We have just got to find that guy! I'm already low enough, in charge
of the Solar System."
"Genoma is right ahead, Kiyone." Mihoshi said.
"Why would he be in a planet like that? But I am pretty hungry. We
should probably stop for some food."
"Great!"
The Yagami parked at a diner. Kiyone and Mihoshi stepped out and ordered two specials.
"This is good!" said Mihoshi, with her mouth stuffed.
"Don't talk with your mouth full, Mihoshi." Kiyone said.
"Hey, I heard that they were at a bar in Reduki town, just a few miles away."
Kiyone overheard a man saying.
"Really? I hear that the one who escaped had the fastest bike in the universe!"
"Me too. It's more than 6O million lightyears per hour."
"No kidding! But that Galaxy Police ship caught him even at full speed."
These men were talking about Mukiiro. He was definitely the fastest biker she knew and
6O million lightyears per hour wasn't a surprise. He could be more than that.
"Are you two talking about Mukiiro Yumino?" Kiyone asked them. The first one turned to face her.
"Yeah. Were you evesdropping on us?" he said,
"Sorry. But I couldn't help it. I need to know as much as you can tell me about him."
"What are you? Some Galaxy Police officer or somethin'?" the second one asked.
"As a matter of fact, I am, sir." Kiyone replied, showing her identification.
"Well," the first man started. "I heard that he had two other guys with him.
He could be in a bar in Reduki town. Probably the old shack they call 'Frisk Brisk'."
"Is that all?" Kiyone asked.
"That's about it."the man said. "The only other rumors I heard were about his speed
and all that. Statistics."
"Thank you, sir."
"Don't mention it. We two would like to get rid of the likes of him.
There was another rumor of him planning to rob Genoma."
"Very helpful information. 'Frisk Brisk'" The man nodded.
"Just hope you catch him."
"I will." said Kiyone, turning to Mihoshi. "We have to go now Mihoshi!"
"Mmmmm?" mumbled Mihoshi as she choked down on her food. "But I'm not yet done, Kiyone!"
"This is mor important!" said Kiyone as she paid the bill and dragged Mihoshi to the ship.
"I'm so hungry, Kiyone!" whined Mihoshi.
"We have a job to do and a thief to catch. Eat later."
They flew quickly to Reduki town and found Frisk Brisk. It was a secluded little bar between
two alleys. Only men were inside. The only women there were showgirls. Luckily, Kiyone
and Mihoshi had disguises, just in case. There were three bulky men by the counter but
Mukiiro had a more slimer, muscular body. These three were like sumo wrestlers.
Kiyone blushed at the thought of Mukiiro. Then she spotted a group of
three muscular men. She recognized the dark blue savage hair. It was him.
[Mukiiro Yumino...he's here.]
"Kiyone, there he is." Mihoshi whispered, pointing to a big fat
drunken man.
"That's NOT him!" replied Kiyone. She pointed to the real Mukiiro.
"That's him!"
"But he's so thin..."
"He's supposed to be like that!"
"Oh..."
Kiyone and Mihoshi approached the table but were careful that they
didn't notice them. Kiyone heard them talking about their victories
but nothing about any intended robberies. She did know that they were
the right people. Hour after hour, they got drunker and drunker. When
they suddenly fell on the table, Kiyone and Mihoshi dragged them out
slowly. Other people were too busy with theirselves to notice. They
dragged the trio into their ship, each placed in different parts of
the ship and handcuffed. Oserenai was placed way in the back.
Natsuri was in one wing. Mukiiro was in the cockpit with Kiyone and
Mihoshi.
"Mihoshi, I want you to check on the others." Kiyone said.
"OK, Kiyone." Mihoshi said, going off to check.
Kiyone looked over to the drunken Mukiiro. He looked pretty silly,
with a bubble coming out of his nose. But Kiyone didn't look away
in disgust like any ordinary girl would have done, she just smiled.
Kiyone couldn't take her eyes off the drunken fool. She got an
unfamiliar feeling. It had gotten through all the stress Mihoshi
had caused her, the panic in being demoted, the excitement in being
promoted, the exhaust and everything that Kiyone had no use for.
She just smiled. No one ordered her to do it. Nothing forced her to
do it. She felt light and free and was just plain Kiyone. Then,
Mukiiro's eyes started to open. They fluttered. Kiyone almost jerked
away in surprise. When Mukiiro saw Kiyone, his eyes went wide awake.
Then Mukiiro had felt sleepy again and rested his eyes. Kiyone sighed
in relief. She stood up and went towards him. She lifted her hand to
his mouth and wiped away the saliva on the side of his lip.
"You should learn to sleep more properly." she said. "Even though
you're drunk."
She went back to her seat but never laid eyes off him. She guarded
him like a hawk.
"I'm sorry it had to be like this, Mukiiro." said Kiyone. "But I'm
only following orders...even though...I think I may have grown fond
to you. But next time, you could act more properly and you won't
end up in jail." she paused for a second. "Then we might have gone
on an outing sometime. And maybe you could sleep more properly even
when you had a ton of tea. And I could keep you company in your
dreams."
Then she heard footsteps. It was probably Mihoshi. Then she turned
around and became the normal Kiyone. No more smiling. Then, she
heard Mukiiro groan. She quickly turned around again. Then she saw
his eyes starting to open again and she turned away again. Mihoshi
came in.
"They're locked up tight, Kiyone." she said. "And they're still
asleep."
"Good." replied Kiyone. "Have you given the report yet?"
"But Kiyone..." said Mihoshi, looking confused. "I thought you
said that you were going to do it." Kiyone thought for a second. She
DID say that she would send the report this time.
"I guess...I forgot." she said. But how could she have forgotten.
this was a very serious case and she didn't take it seriously. She
should have sent it right after the thieves were tied up. But she
was busy...talking to Mukiiro.
"I'm sorry, Mihoshi." Kiyone said. "I'll go do it."
[I should stop. Why is this happening? I'm talking to a criminal
and I'm starting to be forgetful like Mihoshi. I think it's...
Mukiiro. What is he doing to me?]
Natsuri and Oserenai woke up in jail, alone. Mukiiro was already
awake and figured out what happened. He was placed in a cell where
there was no windows. He could not see the stars. He had woken up
when he was being brought to the ship, Yagami. He couldn't keep his
eyes open but he heard everything Kiyone said. If he was good, he
could have met her somewhere and he could have asked her out on a
date. But if he didn't do what he was doing, he would have never
met her. She would be swamped with police work. Then he heard
footsteps.
"May I speak with you?" he heard through the door. It was Kiyone.
"Sure." he replied.
"May I come in?" she asked.
"If they let you." He heard a grunt. It was probably from the
jailkeeper.
"You have 3O minutes." he said. The door opened and Kiyone came in.
Footsteps faded away. It was probably the guard going back to his
post.
"What do you want?" Mukiiro asked.
"Nothing, really." Kiyone said. "Just some answers."
"What?" he asked.
"What are you doing to me?" Kiyone said.
"I am doing nothing." Mukiiro replied. "I am only following my
desire."
"What desire?"
"Speed! What did you think?"
"Well, I know you are doing something to me. I just don't know what
it is. You're making me feel...different. I want you to stop. If
I must, I will stop talking to you aor seeing you ever again."
Mukiiro was about to tell her that he didn't care but in reality,
he really did. She brought with her the stars. They were very
important to him.
"I don't know what I may have done to you." he said. "But I think
that you're doing something to me as well."
Kiyone blushed. She hoped he didn't see her face get warmer in the
dark cell.
"I have to go..." she said.
"But I think that I'm getting fond of you too." Mukiiro said.
Kiyone was now getting hot. A sweatdrop rolled down her cheek. She
could burst any second. The pressure was just too much.
"You heard me?!" she asked, turning to face him, still blushing.
"But you were asleep!"
"You presumed I was asleep." replied Mukiiro.
[This is so embarassing!] thought Kiyone. [I should keep my mouth
shout next time.]
"Don't worry." said Mukiiro, in a soothing voice. "I won't tell
anyone. And I think that it was very sweet."
[Sweet?! What's wrong with me?!!!] Kiyone grabbed her head and
kneeled down. Her eyes were shut tight. Something was messing up
her mind. What was with this man? What were the feelings he gave her?
"Are you OK?" Mukiiro asked as he kneeled down next to her. Kiyone
looked up and blushed again. His eyes were so kind now that she could
see them closer. And they were so warm. Mukiiro blushed as well.
Kiyone's eyes were so beautiful. They were truly as bright as the
stars. He lifted his hand to her face but then jerked it away. But
then Kiyone lowered her hands and leaned towards him. They were only
a few millimeters away from each other. Kiyone closed her eyes and
gently kissed Mukiiro on his lips. Mukiiro was suprised at first but
then closed his eyes and both savored the soft kiss. Then Kiyone
heard footsteps and quickly opened her eyes. Mukiiro heard them too
and opened his eyes. Kiyone stood up and leaned on the door. Her
eyes were half terror and half satisfaction.
"Thirty minutes are up!" the jailkeeper said.
"Hurry up and let me out, please!" Kiyone said.
"OK, OK, don't have a cow!" the jailkeeper said as he opened the door
and let Kiyone out. Kiyone looked at Mukiiro for a second and left.
Mukiiro stood up and sat on his bed. He touched his lips. They were
still warm from the kiss. What had just happened? Why did he feel
so good? Why did he go soft all of the sudden?
Part 2 Soft All of the Sudden
"Kiyone, wake up!" Kiyone opened her eyes to find Mihoshi there.
"I made breakfast, Kiyone! For the first time! By myself!" Kiyone
sniffed the air.
"Mihoshi you idiot! You BURNED breakfast!!!" yelled Kiyone. She
got up and went to the kitchen. There was smoke everywhere. When it
cleared up, she saw a big mess. A GIGANTIC mess. Eggs were splattered
everywhere. Charcoaled bread was on the floor. There was flour all
over the place.
"What happened here Mihoshi?!" asked Kiyone.
"It's just a tiny mess, Kiyone. It can be cleaned up..."
"What's so tiny about it?!"
"Um..." Mihoshi bent down. "This toothpick is tiny..."
"Mihoshi..."
{ti ri ti! ti ri ti! ti ri ti!}
Her GP watch was going off.
"Just be thankful, Mihoshi. We gotta go!"
"O...OK..."
They quickly reported to HQ. The chief was waiting for them.
"Officer Kiyone, Mihoshi..." he said. "The prisoner you brought in
yesterday, Yumino Mukiiro, escaped from jail."
"He did?!" asked Kiyone. "That's almost impossible! The Galaxy
Police jail cells are carefully guarded and are reinforced with the
best aside from the Jurain dungeons."
"I can't believe it myself." said the chief. "Since you did a good
job yesterday, I am assigning you to be the one who captures him."
"Yes, sir!" replied Kiyone.
"And I expect a good report on you, Officer Mihoshi."
"You can count on me, chief!" Mihoshi said.
The Yagami was patroling through the universe, in search of Mukiiro.
He was not a regular speeder anymore, he was a top notch criminal.
Kiyone and Mihoshi were looking for days. Reports of Mukiiro robbing
prominent banks came in. Mukiiro was now a robber and the GP had
theories of him going towards space piracy. He had already robbed
a whole planet of its treasures. Even though it was just a small,
remote planet, it was still an important case. Kiyone was scared
that since Mukiiro was becoming an infamous criminal, the HQ might
remove Kiyone from her assignment and let a higher class police cop
handle this case. Just this morning, she got a report that Mukiiro
had taken 645,OOO,OOO,OOO Jurai in cash.
[What happened to you?] Kiyone wondered.
Meanwhile, in Genoma, a gang of three were rejoicing. One had spiked
dark green hair with a patch on one eye. Another had long dark
brown hair tied up. And the other one had dark blue hair with two stray
strands on his face.
"To the ton of money we made!" the brown haired one said.
"No, to our great teamwork!" said the blue haired one.
"No, to Mukiiro!" said the green haired one.
"To everything and everyone!" they all said, raising their mugs to
a toast.
"Can you imagine how much money we made in a week?"
"All thanks to Oserenai."
"Thank ya'll." Oserenai said, who was the one with brown hair.
"And for Mukiiro for the speed." said the green haired one.
"And Natsuri, who rescued me." Mukiiro said, referring to the green
haired one. Mukiiro was the blue haired one.
Mukiiro had just gotten out of prison when he and Natsuri ran into
their friend, Oserenai Mijiku. He was an experienced space pirate.
He convinced the two to become like him. Since then, Oserenai had
made triple of what he got each month. They always had an equal share.
Natsuri loved being a space pirate even though he was just a rookie.
Mukiiro liked it a lot. Being free. Being a rebel. Life was exciting.
But he still had his two desires. His need for speed and need for love.
He could get in touch with his bike anytime but love was hard to find...
especially when he was searching for a particular girl in this great
universe...someone in a completely different world. He was her enemy
and she was his. He could live his proffesion coming and going as often
as he wanted but she was bound by chains of assignments, schedules and law.
Anyway, she wouldn't want him...but why did she ask him those questions?
What did she feel? How come there was such concern in her voice and her eyes.
Why did they shine so much like the heavenly stars?
[Stop thinking about her you baka!] he thought to himself. [Get out of
my head!!!]
"Mukiiro?" asked Natsuri. "What's the matter, dude?"
"Eh? Oh...nothin' really." replied Mukiiro.
"Oh really?" said Oserenai.
"Yeah."
"We might never find him." sighed Kiyone. "What if we get demoted if
we don't find him?"
"They'll probably assign us to another galaxy." said Mihoshi.
"We have just got to find that guy! I'm already low enough, in charge
of the Solar System."
"Genoma is right ahead, Kiyone." Mihoshi said.
"Why would he be in a planet like that? But I am pretty hungry. We
should probably stop for some food."
"Great!"
The Yagami parked at a diner. Kiyone and Mihoshi stepped out and ordered two specials.
"This is good!" said Mihoshi, with her mouth stuffed.
"Don't talk with your mouth full, Mihoshi." Kiyone said.
"Hey, I heard that they were at a bar in Reduki town, just a few miles away."
Kiyone overheard a man saying.
"Really? I hear that the one who escaped had the fastest bike in the universe!"
"Me too. It's more than 6O million lightyears per hour."
"No kidding! But that Galaxy Police ship caught him even at full speed."
These men were talking about Mukiiro. He was definitely the fastest biker she knew and
6O million lightyears per hour wasn't a surprise. He could be more than that.
"Are you two talking about Mukiiro Yumino?" Kiyone asked them. The first one turned to face her.
"Yeah. Were you evesdropping on us?" he said,
"Sorry. But I couldn't help it. I need to know as much as you can tell me about him."
"What are you? Some Galaxy Police officer or somethin'?" the second one asked.
"As a matter of fact, I am, sir." Kiyone replied, showing her identification.
"Well," the first man started. "I heard that he had two other guys with him.
He could be in a bar in Reduki town. Probably the old shack they call 'Frisk Brisk'."
"Is that all?" Kiyone asked.
"That's about it."the man said. "The only other rumors I heard were about his speed
and all that. Statistics."
"Thank you, sir."
"Don't mention it. We two would like to get rid of the likes of him.
There was another rumor of him planning to rob Genoma."
"Very helpful information. 'Frisk Brisk'" The man nodded.
"Just hope you catch him."
"I will." said Kiyone, turning to Mihoshi. "We have to go now Mihoshi!"
"Mmmmm?" mumbled Mihoshi as she choked down on her food. "But I'm not yet done, Kiyone!"
"This is mor important!" said Kiyone as she paid the bill and dragged Mihoshi to the ship.
"I'm so hungry, Kiyone!" whined Mihoshi.
"We have a job to do and a thief to catch. Eat later."
They flew quickly to Reduki town and found Frisk Brisk. It was a secluded little bar between
two alleys. Only men were inside. The only women there were showgirls. Luckily, Kiyone
and Mihoshi had disguises, just in case. There were three bulky men by the counter but
Mukiiro had a more slimer, muscular body. These three were like sumo wrestlers.
Kiyone blushed at the thought of Mukiiro. Then she spotted a group of
three muscular men. She recognized the dark blue savage hair. It was him.
[Mukiiro Yumino...he's here.]
"Kiyone, there he is." Mihoshi whispered, pointing to a big fat
drunken man.
"That's NOT him!" replied Kiyone. She pointed to the real Mukiiro.
"That's him!"
"But he's so thin..."
"He's supposed to be like that!"
"Oh..."
Kiyone and Mihoshi approached the table but were careful that they
didn't notice them. Kiyone heard them talking about their victories
but nothing about any intended robberies. She did know that they were
the right people. Hour after hour, they got drunker and drunker. When
they suddenly fell on the table, Kiyone and Mihoshi dragged them out
slowly. Other people were too busy with theirselves to notice. They
dragged the trio into their ship, each placed in different parts of
the ship and handcuffed. Oserenai was placed way in the back.
Natsuri was in one wing. Mukiiro was in the cockpit with Kiyone and
Mihoshi.
"Mihoshi, I want you to check on the others." Kiyone said.
"OK, Kiyone." Mihoshi said, going off to check.
Kiyone looked over to the drunken Mukiiro. He looked pretty silly,
with a bubble coming out of his nose. But Kiyone didn't look away
in disgust like any ordinary girl would have done, she just smiled.
Kiyone couldn't take her eyes off the drunken fool. She got an
unfamiliar feeling. It had gotten through all the stress Mihoshi
had caused her, the panic in being demoted, the excitement in being
promoted, the exhaust and everything that Kiyone had no use for.
She just smiled. No one ordered her to do it. Nothing forced her to
do it. She felt light and free and was just plain Kiyone. Then,
Mukiiro's eyes started to open. They fluttered. Kiyone almost jerked
away in surprise. When Mukiiro saw Kiyone, his eyes went wide awake.
Then Mukiiro had felt sleepy again and rested his eyes. Kiyone sighed
in relief. She stood up and went towards him. She lifted her hand to
his mouth and wiped away the saliva on the side of his lip.
"You should learn to sleep more properly." she said. "Even though
you're drunk."
She went back to her seat but never laid eyes off him. She guarded
him like a hawk.
"I'm sorry it had to be like this, Mukiiro." said Kiyone. "But I'm
only following orders...even though...I think I may have grown fond
to you. But next time, you could act more properly and you won't
end up in jail." she paused for a second. "Then we might have gone
on an outing sometime. And maybe you could sleep more properly even
when you had a ton of tea. And I could keep you company in your
dreams."
Then she heard footsteps. It was probably Mihoshi. Then she turned
around and became the normal Kiyone. No more smiling. Then, she
heard Mukiiro groan. She quickly turned around again. Then she saw
his eyes starting to open again and she turned away again. Mihoshi
came in.
"They're locked up tight, Kiyone." she said. "And they're still
asleep."
"Good." replied Kiyone. "Have you given the report yet?"
"But Kiyone..." said Mihoshi, looking confused. "I thought you
said that you were going to do it." Kiyone thought for a second. She
DID say that she would send the report this time.
"I guess...I forgot." she said. But how could she have forgotten.
this was a very serious case and she didn't take it seriously. She
should have sent it right after the thieves were tied up. But she
was busy...talking to Mukiiro.
"I'm sorry, Mihoshi." Kiyone said. "I'll go do it."
[I should stop. Why is this happening? I'm talking to a criminal
and I'm starting to be forgetful like Mihoshi. I think it's...
Mukiiro. What is he doing to me?]
Natsuri and Oserenai woke up in jail, alone. Mukiiro was already
awake and figured out what happened. He was placed in a cell where
there was no windows. He could not see the stars. He had woken up
when he was being brought to the ship, Yagami. He couldn't keep his
eyes open but he heard everything Kiyone said. If he was good, he
could have met her somewhere and he could have asked her out on a
date. But if he didn't do what he was doing, he would have never
met her. She would be swamped with police work. Then he heard
footsteps.
"May I speak with you?" he heard through the door. It was Kiyone.
"Sure." he replied.
"May I come in?" she asked.
"If they let you." He heard a grunt. It was probably from the
jailkeeper.
"You have 3O minutes." he said. The door opened and Kiyone came in.
Footsteps faded away. It was probably the guard going back to his
post.
"What do you want?" Mukiiro asked.
"Nothing, really." Kiyone said. "Just some answers."
"What?" he asked.
"What are you doing to me?" Kiyone said.
"I am doing nothing." Mukiiro replied. "I am only following my
desire."
"What desire?"
"Speed! What did you think?"
"Well, I know you are doing something to me. I just don't know what
it is. You're making me feel...different. I want you to stop. If
I must, I will stop talking to you aor seeing you ever again."
Mukiiro was about to tell her that he didn't care but in reality,
he really did. She brought with her the stars. They were very
important to him.
"I don't know what I may have done to you." he said. "But I think
that you're doing something to me as well."
Kiyone blushed. She hoped he didn't see her face get warmer in the
dark cell.
"I have to go..." she said.
"But I think that I'm getting fond of you too." Mukiiro said.
Kiyone was now getting hot. A sweatdrop rolled down her cheek. She
could burst any second. The pressure was just too much.
"You heard me?!" she asked, turning to face him, still blushing.
"But you were asleep!"
"You presumed I was asleep." replied Mukiiro.
[This is so embarassing!] thought Kiyone. [I should keep my mouth
shout next time.]
"Don't worry." said Mukiiro, in a soothing voice. "I won't tell
anyone. And I think that it was very sweet."
[Sweet?! What's wrong with me?!!!] Kiyone grabbed her head and
kneeled down. Her eyes were shut tight. Something was messing up
her mind. What was with this man? What were the feelings he gave her?
"Are you OK?" Mukiiro asked as he kneeled down next to her. Kiyone
looked up and blushed again. His eyes were so kind now that she could
see them closer. And they were so warm. Mukiiro blushed as well.
Kiyone's eyes were so beautiful. They were truly as bright as the
stars. He lifted his hand to her face but then jerked it away. But
then Kiyone lowered her hands and leaned towards him. They were only
a few millimeters away from each other. Kiyone closed her eyes and
gently kissed Mukiiro on his lips. Mukiiro was suprised at first but
then closed his eyes and both savored the soft kiss. Then Kiyone
heard footsteps and quickly opened her eyes. Mukiiro heard them too
and opened his eyes. Kiyone stood up and leaned on the door. Her
eyes were half terror and half satisfaction.
"Thirty minutes are up!" the jailkeeper said.
"Hurry up and let me out, please!" Kiyone said.
"OK, OK, don't have a cow!" the jailkeeper said as he opened the door
and let Kiyone out. Kiyone looked at Mukiiro for a second and left.
Mukiiro stood up and sat on his bed. He touched his lips. They were
still warm from the kiss. What had just happened? Why did he feel
so good? Why did he go soft all of the sudden?