What was I thinking, Suzuka wondered to herself as she sat by the window sill, looking out into the brightly lit moon. She wore her long black velvet hair below her waist with a red ribbon tied onto the end.
"Damn....," she uttered softly as she knocked over a magazine to the floor. She remembered every bit of the scene so well. As if not being able to erase it from her mind. But was it what she had wanted, for Gene to express his feelings in such a manner? Suzuka gently ran her fingers across her lips, reminding about what had happened, that she so well knew, but didn't quite understand.
There was a sudden interruption coming from the door. Suzuka slowly stood up as she walked over to it, pulling it open. She stood startled at who was standing before her.
"Gene," Suzuka uttered, nearly a whisper.
"Hey," Gene replied, as he looked into the room, past her, "I just wanted to talk to you about...about...." Suzuka studied his face, behind the darkness.
"Ummm, let me get dressed," she replied, blushing slightly as she looked down at her quite revaluing outfit.



"So what was it you wanted to talk to me about?" Suzuka questioned, as the two strolled along in an empty park, late at night. Gene continued his pace, without saying a word.
"Well?" she uttered, staring at him.
Gene turned to her, "I'm sorry.....about what happened last night..It's just that...," his voice began to trail off.
Suzuka turned to him, feeling a bit awkward as she did. She sat down gently on a bench, as so did Gene. She turned to him, a distant look on his face as he looked out into the starry night sky.
"Forget about it," she replied, looking down at her hands that grasped on tightly to her kimono. Gene turned to her, a smile upon his face.




Suzuka sat on the couch, continuously changing the channels. But what she was actually doing, was thinking. Thinking of so many things all at once. Had it meant to be so? Was it all just fate that brought her to becoming like this? Suzuka felt weak, something she would have never dreamed or even thought of becoming. Probably the last thing on her mind.
She felt it, every bit of it. Falling, falling deeper into what they called Love. Love...is there actually anything like that? Suzuka wondered, as she slammed the remote onto the coffee table. Letting herself fall back on the comfortable couch. Suddenly, a voice brought her back to reality.
"Hey, Suzuka," Jim said, peering over the couch, "Have you seen Gene? I've been looking for him all day."
She slowly sat up, "No, not that I've seen him anytime today, either." Jim sighed, as he gently plopped down beside her.
"That guy, I swear. Always out......but he hardly goes anywhere without me," he muttered, partially saddened, "Probably girl problems." He sighed.
Suzuka turned her gaze upon him, "'Girl problems'?" Jim looked up at her, as he slowly sat up straight.
"Yea, girl problems. That's usually it, I mean that's what happened the last time," Jim replied, as he grabbed for the remote. Suzuka looked down, pondering thoughts as Jim continued to speak. But she didn't pay attention to what the little boy had to say, instead, she let her mind take over. Suzuka quickly stood up as she walked out the door.