Part Fifteen -A-
The only course of action, to be logical… for once, is to find where Matt went. To figure out where in the hell he
ended up. Running out of the bookstore, I bumped into some really tall guy. "Sorry, mister." I mumbled before
I got a good look at him. He looked like I could know him, but I didn't. He didn't look like anyone I know…
really tall, almost as tall as Matt. He had short brown hair, and dark opal-esque eyes.
"It's all right, Little One." And yes, I heard the capitals in his speech. He bent down to look into my eyes.
"Where are you off to in such a hurry?"
"To uh…" what to say? What to say? That's the problem with time travel… you have to come up with a cover
story, "I'm trying to visit my big brother in Odaiba. Can you tell me where I am now?" I tried to ask that looking
as innocent and little and vulnerable as I could. I hope it worked.
"You're in Minaku-to district." He smiled, putting his hand on my shoulder. "How about I put you on the bus to
Odaiba? Actually, I was on my way there. I have some… business to attend to."
I didn't like the way that he grinned. I didn't like it at all.
"Uh, no thanks, Mister. I was always told as a child to never go with strangers." I said as cooly as possible. At least
under the circumstances.
He bent down even further and leaned forward, close enough so that I could feel his breath, hot, on my face.
"I'm not a stranger, Yamato." He whispered breathily, accenting each syllable.
I tried to pull away, but he had my shoulder in a vice-like grip. "Let me go." I hissed, spitting in his face. "I have
no fucking clue who in the hell you are, so release me at once."
He smirked predatorily, like he'd caught some prize in a game. "You will."
And I felt his hand… cover my mouth… and everything slowly turned white. "No…" was all I managed to get
out before I collapsed.
AN- OK, I lied, maybe not *longer* but at least I'm writing it, ne? Well, I just had some inspiration...maybe I've
just been reading too many Sailor Moon Sailor Stars script translations...I don't know. You'll find out later...
I have two more parts written, but they're short too...and I wanna let this one sink in a little bit before I post what
happens next. I'm sadistic, I know. *^-^*
The only course of action, to be logical… for once, is to find where Matt went. To figure out where in the hell he
ended up. Running out of the bookstore, I bumped into some really tall guy. "Sorry, mister." I mumbled before
I got a good look at him. He looked like I could know him, but I didn't. He didn't look like anyone I know…
really tall, almost as tall as Matt. He had short brown hair, and dark opal-esque eyes.
"It's all right, Little One." And yes, I heard the capitals in his speech. He bent down to look into my eyes.
"Where are you off to in such a hurry?"
"To uh…" what to say? What to say? That's the problem with time travel… you have to come up with a cover
story, "I'm trying to visit my big brother in Odaiba. Can you tell me where I am now?" I tried to ask that looking
as innocent and little and vulnerable as I could. I hope it worked.
"You're in Minaku-to district." He smiled, putting his hand on my shoulder. "How about I put you on the bus to
Odaiba? Actually, I was on my way there. I have some… business to attend to."
I didn't like the way that he grinned. I didn't like it at all.
"Uh, no thanks, Mister. I was always told as a child to never go with strangers." I said as cooly as possible. At least
under the circumstances.
He bent down even further and leaned forward, close enough so that I could feel his breath, hot, on my face.
"I'm not a stranger, Yamato." He whispered breathily, accenting each syllable.
I tried to pull away, but he had my shoulder in a vice-like grip. "Let me go." I hissed, spitting in his face. "I have
no fucking clue who in the hell you are, so release me at once."
He smirked predatorily, like he'd caught some prize in a game. "You will."
And I felt his hand… cover my mouth… and everything slowly turned white. "No…" was all I managed to get
out before I collapsed.
AN- OK, I lied, maybe not *longer* but at least I'm writing it, ne? Well, I just had some inspiration...maybe I've
just been reading too many Sailor Moon Sailor Stars script translations...I don't know. You'll find out later...
I have two more parts written, but they're short too...and I wanna let this one sink in a little bit before I post what
happens next. I'm sadistic, I know. *^-^*