The bright, sharp light cut through the dark, crisp night air like a
knife through butter. The roar of the engine echoed throughout the garage.
He could feel the vibrations of the bike flood through every inch of his
body as he revved the engine. He loved it. Slowly, Shin pushed his band
new Kawasaki model ninja motorcycle out of the darkness and onto the
brightly lit streets of Tokyo. It was very expensive, but after selling
his old scooter and a few month's worth of paychecks he was finally able to
afford it. It was black and blue, matching his helmet, and it had been a
long time since he left home. Early autumn soon became early winter. It
was difficult adjusting at first, but within a week life seemed to return
to normal. Except the desire to be with a woman has left his mind. He
kept replaying that one night of love and passion with Hiryuu in his head,
and the constant reminder of her warmth kept him from looking for another
to take her place. He thought no one else could match up. Sometimes
during a dark and lonely night, much like this one, he'd remember how much
he missed her.
Bright lights of every color flashed past his sight as he carefully weaved his way through the local traffic. Occasionally he'd gaze at the masses of people on the sidewalks, one or two individuals would be looking back. Slowly the bright lights passing him became dimmer, and eventually they vanished almost completely. Neon lights turned into the bright full moon, the lamp posts turned into trees, and the tall buildings morphed into the starlit sky. Colder air whipped against his black jacket, and he started to wish he brought gloves. But the clean smell of nature made him appreciate leaving the tight streets of the city even more. Even though it had been a long time since he left home, it's been even longer since he's been at Nasuti's. Things started to become familiar, and pretty soon he found a familiar driveway.
The roar of the motorcycle echoed through the quiet lakeside forest, disturbing the sleep of a few animals. Including Byakuen. His fluffy ears twitched slightly, and he groggily raised his big fluffy head. He blinked his eyes a few time as his pupils adjusted to the bright light of the front living room, and he groggily got up on all fours to walk over to the big window to see what was making all the noise.
"What is it Byakuen?" asked Touma, taking a small sip of his coffee. "Is it the youja again?" he smiled.
"If I see another youja solider I'll kill myself!" laughed Shuu. "Dammed youja." Ryo was over by the window checking outside as well, gently patting his hand on the huge tiger's head.
"It's not the youja." Ryo smiled. "It's Shin!"
"It's about time too!" shouted Shuu, jumping up from the couch and headed out into the hallway and towards the front door. Quickly, Touma, Ryo, Byakuen followed. Carefully, Shin parked his motorcycle and rested it on its kickstand. He then raised his left leg to try to climb off, but he stumbled right off and tumbled onto the ground. He could hear his friends laughing as they watched him on the porch, and he blushed slightly with embarrassment. Brushing himself off, he stood up and smiled at them and waved. He took off his helmet and shook his head slightly. Taking a deep breath, he looked around. He missed this place too, it held so many of his memories. But what he was really glad to see was three of the greatest friends anyone could have standing on the porch, along with a huge, faithful white tiger.
He made his way over to the front steps, where his friends greeted him. He could have cried he was so happy to see them, and hearty hugs were not forgotten.
"I missed you guys so much." he sighed. He had a lot to tell them. And there was a lot they had to tell him.
Bright lights of every color flashed past his sight as he carefully weaved his way through the local traffic. Occasionally he'd gaze at the masses of people on the sidewalks, one or two individuals would be looking back. Slowly the bright lights passing him became dimmer, and eventually they vanished almost completely. Neon lights turned into the bright full moon, the lamp posts turned into trees, and the tall buildings morphed into the starlit sky. Colder air whipped against his black jacket, and he started to wish he brought gloves. But the clean smell of nature made him appreciate leaving the tight streets of the city even more. Even though it had been a long time since he left home, it's been even longer since he's been at Nasuti's. Things started to become familiar, and pretty soon he found a familiar driveway.
The roar of the motorcycle echoed through the quiet lakeside forest, disturbing the sleep of a few animals. Including Byakuen. His fluffy ears twitched slightly, and he groggily raised his big fluffy head. He blinked his eyes a few time as his pupils adjusted to the bright light of the front living room, and he groggily got up on all fours to walk over to the big window to see what was making all the noise.
"What is it Byakuen?" asked Touma, taking a small sip of his coffee. "Is it the youja again?" he smiled.
"If I see another youja solider I'll kill myself!" laughed Shuu. "Dammed youja." Ryo was over by the window checking outside as well, gently patting his hand on the huge tiger's head.
"It's not the youja." Ryo smiled. "It's Shin!"
"It's about time too!" shouted Shuu, jumping up from the couch and headed out into the hallway and towards the front door. Quickly, Touma, Ryo, Byakuen followed. Carefully, Shin parked his motorcycle and rested it on its kickstand. He then raised his left leg to try to climb off, but he stumbled right off and tumbled onto the ground. He could hear his friends laughing as they watched him on the porch, and he blushed slightly with embarrassment. Brushing himself off, he stood up and smiled at them and waved. He took off his helmet and shook his head slightly. Taking a deep breath, he looked around. He missed this place too, it held so many of his memories. But what he was really glad to see was three of the greatest friends anyone could have standing on the porch, along with a huge, faithful white tiger.
He made his way over to the front steps, where his friends greeted him. He could have cried he was so happy to see them, and hearty hugs were not forgotten.
"I missed you guys so much." he sighed. He had a lot to tell them. And there was a lot they had to tell him.