Your Never Safe
By: Keitaro Urashima
Chapter Eight
Naru walked into Motoko's room and was surprised to see her on a computer. "What are you doing?" She asked her politely. "I umm... I'm just on a chat room... Hows your chest?" Motoko replied. "Its feeling good... Much better now... I thought it wouldn't feel this good after a week, but I still have a long way to go." Motoko nodded. "Whats up with the chat room? It seems like your enjoying it..." Motoko turned around and faced Naru. "Well, its some sort of chat room about Hinata-Sou I guess... Its so cute too, apparently I have a fan!" Naru giggled and walked out and went to Mitsune's room. "Hey, Kitsune..." Mitsune turned around from writing in a diary, which Naru did not know she had, and smiled at her. "Hi Naru." Naru shrugged. "How are you doing?" "Well... Not bad... How are you?" Naru smiled. "Great! ... Well, i was just checking up on you and Motoko..." Mitsune just looked at Naru. "Well uhh... I'll see you later."
*** "Kanako, what are you doing?" Graham asked her. Kanako was busy in the wash room. Graham had no clue what she was doing. "Just a minute..." She replied. A few seconds later, the door opened and Kanako stood there in some vey revealing clothes. Graham smiled. "And whats this?" Kanako smiled back. "Oh... I just thought I'd slip into something comfortable..."
***
"Aww... He's too kind..." Motoko said to herself.
@Motoko Whats this thing by my name? Shingo Motoko-Fanboy gave you ops. ZEN I want ops! otohime-San Spin the wheel! Type !wheel to spin! @Motoko Oh... Well, that was kind of him... @Motoko-Fanboy :D @Motoko Whats that? A colon and a D?
"What a confusing person... But he's so nice.... Huh? Whats he saying now?" As Motoko read the screen, she couldn't help but blush. Just then, Keitaro walked in. Motoko ripped the monitor out of the wall. "Motoko-chan? What on Earth??" "Uuhh... Urashima.. I'll need your computer for a little while..." Keitaro blinked. "Alright, but I'll need it later. It helps me manage the rent." "Another question... How much are one way tickets to Japan? Do you know?" She asked him. Keitaro blinked again. "Yeah... But why on Earth do you want one way tickets to Japan?"
*** The waves crashed upon the empty beach. A small fire roared on shore. Beside it, an ushaven man roasting fish. "I feel so barbaric... I don't have access to anything here.... But until I get a raft built this will have to do..." He mumbled to himself. He reached into his wet jeans and pulled out a picture and looked at it. "Motoko Aoyama... Kentaro Sakata... And those others...." He crumbled the picture and threw it in the fire. "When I get back to the mainland, I will kill you with my bare hands..." The man looked at his chest, four bullet sized holes were there, half healed. "Once I'm healed... You will wish you were never born!"
End
Chapter Eight
Naru walked into Motoko's room and was surprised to see her on a computer. "What are you doing?" She asked her politely. "I umm... I'm just on a chat room... Hows your chest?" Motoko replied. "Its feeling good... Much better now... I thought it wouldn't feel this good after a week, but I still have a long way to go." Motoko nodded. "Whats up with the chat room? It seems like your enjoying it..." Motoko turned around and faced Naru. "Well, its some sort of chat room about Hinata-Sou I guess... Its so cute too, apparently I have a fan!" Naru giggled and walked out and went to Mitsune's room. "Hey, Kitsune..." Mitsune turned around from writing in a diary, which Naru did not know she had, and smiled at her. "Hi Naru." Naru shrugged. "How are you doing?" "Well... Not bad... How are you?" Naru smiled. "Great! ... Well, i was just checking up on you and Motoko..." Mitsune just looked at Naru. "Well uhh... I'll see you later."
*** "Kanako, what are you doing?" Graham asked her. Kanako was busy in the wash room. Graham had no clue what she was doing. "Just a minute..." She replied. A few seconds later, the door opened and Kanako stood there in some vey revealing clothes. Graham smiled. "And whats this?" Kanako smiled back. "Oh... I just thought I'd slip into something comfortable..."
***
"Aww... He's too kind..." Motoko said to herself.
@Motoko Whats this thing by my name? Shingo Motoko-Fanboy gave you ops. ZEN I want ops! otohime-San Spin the wheel! Type !wheel to spin! @Motoko Oh... Well, that was kind of him... @Motoko-Fanboy :D @Motoko Whats that? A colon and a D?
"What a confusing person... But he's so nice.... Huh? Whats he saying now?" As Motoko read the screen, she couldn't help but blush. Just then, Keitaro walked in. Motoko ripped the monitor out of the wall. "Motoko-chan? What on Earth??" "Uuhh... Urashima.. I'll need your computer for a little while..." Keitaro blinked. "Alright, but I'll need it later. It helps me manage the rent." "Another question... How much are one way tickets to Japan? Do you know?" She asked him. Keitaro blinked again. "Yeah... But why on Earth do you want one way tickets to Japan?"
*** The waves crashed upon the empty beach. A small fire roared on shore. Beside it, an ushaven man roasting fish. "I feel so barbaric... I don't have access to anything here.... But until I get a raft built this will have to do..." He mumbled to himself. He reached into his wet jeans and pulled out a picture and looked at it. "Motoko Aoyama... Kentaro Sakata... And those others...." He crumbled the picture and threw it in the fire. "When I get back to the mainland, I will kill you with my bare hands..." The man looked at his chest, four bullet sized holes were there, half healed. "Once I'm healed... You will wish you were never born!"
End