1 The Second Impact
She ran, and she knew he had seen her running. She had hoped to get away without him noticing, but he had noticed, and he was now following her. She didn't have to look behind her to know that he was. There was a moment back there where he had been close, dangerously close, and she had run faster than ever, wanting to get away. She had done it, apparently, and was about to stop for a while, when she heard his voice again.
"Akaiii-" Dear God, he was this close, again! She started again, but stumbled a bit, allowing Kiyota to almost reach her hand.
"No!" She pulled away, and ran, her heart hammering in her chest and a voice, a voice inside of her, telling her she had to get away, away from him, away from the heavy and awful burdens of her suppressed heart.
"Akai!"
"NO!" She was crying again, crying openly and freely, and still she ran, ran out into the rain, ran out into the darkness and promised oblivion of the night.
"AKAI!!"
2 A pause… an age that ended too soon to be called an age…
Akai ran for what seemed like miles. She would've kept on running until she fell off the edge of the world or her feet fell from her legs, whichever came first, but she slipped on a puddle on a sidewalk in nowhere, which could in her state of mind rightfully have been called no man's land, and (possibly) sprained one of her ankles (slightly). She could not have gone on, would have not gone on, and it was rightfully so, the stars were watching anyhow and it was too late, too late, he- they had seen right through her and now she was going to have to face him. She begged the watching stars not to let that happen…
…But of course, he caught up with her, truly and finally.
She ran, and she knew he had seen her running. She had hoped to get away without him noticing, but he had noticed, and he was now following her. She didn't have to look behind her to know that he was. There was a moment back there where he had been close, dangerously close, and she had run faster than ever, wanting to get away. She had done it, apparently, and was about to stop for a while, when she heard his voice again.
"Akaiii-" Dear God, he was this close, again! She started again, but stumbled a bit, allowing Kiyota to almost reach her hand.
"No!" She pulled away, and ran, her heart hammering in her chest and a voice, a voice inside of her, telling her she had to get away, away from him, away from the heavy and awful burdens of her suppressed heart.
"Akai!"
"NO!" She was crying again, crying openly and freely, and still she ran, ran out into the rain, ran out into the darkness and promised oblivion of the night.
"AKAI!!"
2 A pause… an age that ended too soon to be called an age…
Akai ran for what seemed like miles. She would've kept on running until she fell off the edge of the world or her feet fell from her legs, whichever came first, but she slipped on a puddle on a sidewalk in nowhere, which could in her state of mind rightfully have been called no man's land, and (possibly) sprained one of her ankles (slightly). She could not have gone on, would have not gone on, and it was rightfully so, the stars were watching anyhow and it was too late, too late, he- they had seen right through her and now she was going to have to face him. She begged the watching stars not to let that happen…
…But of course, he caught up with her, truly and finally.