Finding Him
Chapter 18 : Life As It Was
by : Sakeena deathstalkker@yahoo.com


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The Inoue syndicate should come to an end. Ran and the rest were given mission to do so, but it should take some time before they could be prepared.

As for me, I came home to find Aya there, waiting. She must really like me to burst into tears in seeing me alive. As Reira had said, she barely remembered anything about that night but her memory about it were improving day by day and she had remembered half of it already. And the flower shop? It seemed the same - the flowers and the people, except for Jun the biker who stopped visiting it. At least according to Kudou's narration as he and Erinko visited me one night. They all welcomed me back. Omi and Yuki both gave me flowers to welcome me and even visited me while I let my shots heal, maybe even grateful to what I did. I told him I only did what I have to, and it was the truth. Both of them had regained living the way they used to. Hidaka was there too, but with no Jun.

Right after I was healed, I decided to start teaching at the dojo once again and continue to finish the last semester of my college. Ran was a little anxious to let me and Aya out of his sight so we decided to go on with our lives after the syndicate had collapsed.

Reira Nishida had disappeared. I had no trace of her and I often wondered what had happened to her after the day I saw her by the bridge.

I visited Sakura a visit at her house. She had been taken out of the hospital but needed to use crouches. It took all the courage to see her again, but the pleasant girl forgave me, and I knew from the way her eyes looked that she meant it from the bottom of her heart.

Before I left, she took my hand as we sat down next to each other and looked up to meet my eyes. "Take care of Aya. I mean Ran."

"I will. Promise."

"Thanks."

I left. Yuki paid me another visit that day. She confessed to me about how she felt for Omi and was asking advice. She knew Omi was hiding something from her and she wanted to know what it was. I just placed a hand on her
shoulder. "If he doesn't wanna tell you then don't push him. But I have a feeling whatever it is, you'll find out pretty soon." I grinned at her.

She still looked pretty troubled. "I'd like to give him something. Would it be too forward?"

I thought about it. "I don't think so."

She left, looking a lot happier.




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