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Chapter 7: Family Reunion *Cont*
By: Alea
The sun was shining furiously onto him. But he didn't mind. All he cared was the ball, the ball and the net. Concerntrating hard, he placed his feet onto the outer white circle, the three point line. Steadying the ball not too high, not too low, above his head, he flicked his wrist and the bal went sailing into the air in a perfect arc as it sank into the basket with a cutting nice cutting sound.
"Yosh!" He shouted aloud. "One hundreth!"
He lay on the court, exhausted. He didn't care about the burning sensation benieth him. All he cared was that..that.. he didn't know. His mind kept tracking him down towards Chiharu. Her beautiful smile with those blue eyes he could easily lose himself into. These past few months had killed him. Watching Rukawa stroke Chiharu's blond hair. She, holding his hand and what not. Walking along side of them killed not half but everything in and out of his body. He felt like beating Ruakwa down felt like becoming that rival he used to be. And anyway, he probably could beat that fox down.
"I guess I know how Sakuragi feels."
He whispered to himself. Closing his eyes, he recalled that morning. He constantly went over to Chiharu's appartment finding himself being constantly put down. He recalled the present he wanted to give her. The same present that was in his duffel bag now. It's purple wrapping and the lovely lace white ribbon for decoration. He wanted to give it to her sooner so he could have a talk with her. But if he did, he wouldn't know what to say to her.
As he stood in front of her door that morning, he practiced over and over what he was to say. However, the feeling inside him, guilt, put him down. He knew she wouldn't love him. Not the same way she would love Rukawa.
Now, lying back on the court, he felt alone. Felt like he couldn't love anyone but her. He sighed. Openeing his eyes now, he walked over towards his bag and picked up his shirt along the way.
Step by step he felt different emotions. Step by step, he saw her face. Step by step, he lost her.
"Excuse me?"
He shook his head and tried to smile at the young lady who paused in front of the court.
"Oh, are you.." He pointed to the court.
She shook her head vigourously. "No. It's not that... Are you Mitsui Hisashi?"
He smiled placing his hand out. "Yes, I am."
"Yuriko. Call me Yuri."
He took one glance at her and his male instincts took over.
'Damn! Woah.. she's beautiful.'
Blinking twice, he looked at her once again. She wore a blue dress as it collected her curves. Her hair was let down in layers of beautiful black hair as her skin an ivory white. Her eyes a deep blue as her glasses decorated them.
"You're one great player!" She said aloud. "Amazing too. Your past, your skills. You're one great guy!"
He looked down at his feet and chuckled. Looking back at her with a smile.
"Nah." He shook his head. "You play?"
She giggled and gave him a smile that reminded him of.. Chiharu.
"No." She said patting him on the shoulder. "I'm not a great player compared to you."
Smiling back he laughed. "That's what you think?"
She nodded. "I'll see you later then! I've got to pick up my brother."
Walking forward, she waved her hand. "Ja!"
Watching her go, he had to call out after her. "Which school?"
"Ryonan!" She shouted back. "Ja!"
She rushed off and he smiled to himself. Then, frowned. She wasn't Chiharu. She was no Chiharu.
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For the past hour, they sat quietly. Each of them wanting to say a word but nothing came up. Blushing furiously, Sakuragi smiled. Looking back, Haruko sighed and gathered up her strength.
"A..how'd you like basketball now?"
He beamed. A great conversation's bound to happen.
"Oh Haruko-san, It.. it's been great! Especially that they have tensai sakuragi Hanamichi!!! Nyahahahah!"
Haruko giggled and grinned at Sakuragi.
Sakuragi put a hand on the table and breathed a long sigh.
"H..Haruko," Breathing heavily, he looked down at his hands. "Haruko-san, will you..."
"Ah! There you are!"
Sakuragi swirled around an angry red flushed his face as he stared at the intruder.
Haruko got up, smiling. "Ayako-chan!"
Standing now, he gave Ayako his demonic look. Noticing his reaction and his facial expression, she stepped back a little.
"Uh.. I hope I didn't intrude on anything. Hehe." She said with a frightful smile.
Turning to face Sakuragi, Haruko giggled and turned back. "Oh, nothing much. We were just talking."
'Just TALKING?' Sakuragi repeated to himself. If Ayako didn't arrive just then and there, Haruko would say 'yes.' Or that's what he thought.
As he watched Haruko's back, he turned up and glared at Ayako.
"Um.." Ayako stuttered as she recieved the deathful glare, "Just a party for Chiharu."
Haruko's face lightened up. "CHIHARU'S BIRTHDAY!" She looked at Sakuragi. "Let's go!!!!!"
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"I'd never thought of coming here again."
His hands were clutched into a fist as he stared out the wonderful blue sky. He hadn't liked the fact that he was wasting his money to come to Kanagwa Japan. So what if it was his sister's birthday? It was the worst thought of coming. Anyway, he wasn't even part of the family, he had been adopted at the age of two and was thought he fitted in. But at six years of age, he was heard the news. He heard not face to face but wall to wall. He was asleep that night untuil he had a startling yet scary nightmare. He decided he would visit his mom's room for accompaniment. But when he was about to knock, he heard yelling inside the other room. So he decided not to open the door until he realized what was actually going on. He pressd one ear on the door and listened. What he heard was just as horryfying as his nightmare.
"He's going to be young adult soon." His mother had said softly. "I do agree that he should know who he is. But not at the age of six!"
His father squirmed in his chair. "Listen, darling. If we don't tell him now, there's no tears to be shed later on. And you have to face the facts, he's ADOPTED!"
At the sound of this, the young boy pulled back away from the door and slowly walked back to his room where he sat on his bed sobbing.
After that night, he had never spoken to his parents. And at the age of seven, he ran away for a year where his parents found him at his uncle's. He believed that it was easier if he left for his family would do better without it. Boy how he was wrong! His sisters were posting advertisements all wround Japan and his father, always on oversaeas with his mother, asked everyone he knew to post advertisements on tv and a reward if they found him.
John didn't mind if they didn't find him. Besides, the uncle he was staying with was his real uncle and it felt like home when he got there. He hated Japan especially Kanagawa. This place changed his life. How he was glad that he didn't have to stay there after his parents had died. He went to college in America but dropped out because he didn't like studying. He also didn't want his gay 'Japanese' name. He despised of everything that stated Japan. His sister Chiharu stood happily by. He loved Chiharu the most out of his two sisters because she had the attitude of 'whatever goes does' and that gracious happiness in her. She was such a caring sister and full of energy. Yuri hated the fact that he quit school and reminded him of their father. He also didn't like the fact that she didn't talk much until she had to or she wanted to. Chiharu would do anything for him unlike Yuri. When he was found, the first person to hold in his arms was his lovely sister, Chiharu. The next, his mother, then his father. And the last never gave him anything. Yuri was the oldest, he came second and Chiharu was the youngest. There was only a year apart. 16,17, and 18. He had remembered Chiharu and Yuri jumping about in their old mansion in Kanagawa. He only liked the part with his sisters and nothing else.
Chiharu hadn't seen John for about 9 years and neither has Yuri. He had been a smart kid going to college at the age of sixteen he never came back to Kanagawa and stayed in America for a wholed nine years. He stayed there with his father overseas and the sisters with the mother in Japan. But when he dropped out, his mother and father had thought of it a pity that he did so. And not long after, they came tumbling down a hill in their car. No one knew how they died. John knew that they probably died because of fighting over himself. They were so angry at John when they had last visited him at his appartment. It had been a disappointment to the whole family including granparents, great grandparents, parents, sisters, cousins, uncles, aunties, etc. All except for little blondie, Chiharu. He had remembered clearly in what she said,
"So what? If you dropped out, that's okay. I'll be by your side at all times!" He could see her cheerful smile and that she only trusted and belieived in him. She wasn't blood, but she acted like it.
"Please fasten back your seat belts as you can see that the seart belt sign is turned on. We will be landing in about fifteen minutes, thank you."
"If only there were more people like my sister. I wouldn't have ended up dropping out of school." He sighed once more and grabbed his back pack. Then staring out of the window, he saw a flash of thunder. It had started raining without him even knowing so. Sitting by the window, he looked closely and saw his reflection, he was a mess and he didn't care.
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Yuri sat on a blue plush seat nearest to the entrance from the airplane. She had been waiting for almost ten minutes as she looked out of the window. She looked out and saw men outside in yellow coats as the rain pured down on them. She knew that the plane would drive threw soon. Drive threw, was that even used for a plane landing?
She opened her small sling bag and taken out two small presents.
'What I do for my brother' she thought taking out a pen and the card.
She slowly closed back the sling and placed the presents on the seat beside her. She lowered her head to meet her knees as she drew them closer. She then covered her hands around them and thought how her brother had probably changed temendously.
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He had gotten off the plane 10 minutes later and remenisced what happened right then and there.
"Are you sure you want to do this?"
"Yeah, yeah. Let's go."
It was at an early hour that morning as his REAL uncle looked down at the plane ticket. A sigh slipped out from his mouth as he strode towards the young 'John.' John was a full blooded American but raised in a half American Japanese family. He hated his Japanese name, 'Keichi.' As he spoke that word towards his parents, 'Keichi.' He had hated it.
"What will happen wit ya parents?"
Knowing his uncle for just about two days, he was such a 'worrying person.' He had been so curious about his life in Japan. John only mumbled on how he hated the place and how much he hated being around his parents. His foster parents.
"Who cares!"
Now at seventeen, John realized that leaving his foster parents was no use. For he was going with his father to stay there a couple months later. But how was he to know? He was only seven with rage and anger still inside of him. His uncle had spoke to him that it wasn't his foster parents' fault that they didn't tell him sooner because he was too young to understand. John had just glared at his uncle and didn't say a word. He walked into the airport still shuddering at the memory.
"Damn them. Damn them all to hell." He whispered angrily as he jammed his hands in the pockets of his baggy pants.
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Rukawa smiled at his birthday girl and watched her jump in happiness when her friends arrived. He sat quietly on a seat next to her balcony. As she waved her hands to greet them, he saw the ring shining brilliantly. It meant so much to him when she wore it. It was like as if she belonged to him like he was married..
He shook his head and sighed. There was no way she could put up with Rukawa in marriage. He had this doubt that their relationship wasn't going to last for long for he knew she couldn't stand him. So what if he was mister all star of basketball and all babe magnet. No one really knew the real him. And when they did, or if they do, they'd come to realize he was nothing. Or so he said he was. But she saw him in a different way. She'd fallen in love with the real him. But how long will it last when she realizes that what she sees is nothing but saddness. He coughed a little and turned back to the site of the city. The soft clouds above his head and the blue sky covering the whole city. He put his hands on the railing and rested his chin on his arms. His head filled with 'What if's.
"What if, she doesn't love me?"
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His feet slid across the soft red carpet sloshing a great deal of wet under his feet. He didn't bother waiting for the car lift to go to the airport. It was all a waste of time anyway. If you got feet, use it. His damp hair lofted down upon his face. An upset John, he was.
He made his way through and spotted Yuri lying down, sleeping?
"Oi." He greeted gently kicking her on the left.
She woke slowly and opened her eyes as she gazed into his. She yawned and then shook her head. She hadn't realized who it was at first. But as she sat up straight. She had her hand to her mouth.
"J..J..John?!" She was shocked. He had grown so much and the way he looked, was fascinating. "K..Keichi?"
"I'M NOT KEICHI!" He shouted at her. He then looked down, gazing at his feet for a minute. "You've changed." It was so soft almost like a whisper. But if he knew her she'd pick up on it.
Yuri sighed and stood up. "So have you. You're.. you're tall."
They had never seemed to have a brother sister relationship that they had with Chiharu.
"You're wearing glasses." He pointed out his mind, somewhere else.
She nodded clearly. "Yeah. And.. you're soaking wet John!"
He took a glance at his clothes and shoes then with a shrug, "So? It's not like anybody cares."
He walked over to the conveyer belt and watched the many bags stroll past him. He put his hands in his damp pockets of his pants and waited.
Yuri was about to walk over when she realized how much *cuter* he had grown to be and such a slim body with his blond dreadlocks to mention. He may not be her type but was surely attractive to any type of girl.
Yuri shook her head. What was she thinking? After all, it is her brother she's talking about. Grabbing her bag and presents, she walked over to her 'adopted' brother.
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He had arrived there in front of her door. Carrying a present in hand with a smile upon his face but soon, it disappeared into a frown. He had been standing there for countless minutes, or even hours. He couldn't face her, but he had to. He had to tell her he was at least sorry about how he had greeted her when she had first arrived. It was too much to her for her first welcome. He had made a fast move on her and ruined her. Ruined 'them.' He knew from Hikoichi that Chiharu and Rukawa were together. After all, Hikoichi did know everything.
He shifted his feet and slid his hand through his spiky hair. Staring down at the present, he sighed. He knew he couldn't do it. He knew Rukawa would kill him if he did. And he knew that his heart would be broken once again if he saw Chiharu.
So he placed the present down in front of the doorstep and ran. Ran away before he had to do that all over again.
He didn't notice but as he ran, the wind swept the card under the door and into the hands of Chiharu.
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Is it okay..? Tell me wht ya think in tha Review section.. It seems to be a bit* Too much or too boring... that's wht a friend of mine said..
well, it's up ta ya.. REVIEW!
Watch out for chappie 8*~!
Chapter 7: Family Reunion *Cont*
By: Alea
The sun was shining furiously onto him. But he didn't mind. All he cared was the ball, the ball and the net. Concerntrating hard, he placed his feet onto the outer white circle, the three point line. Steadying the ball not too high, not too low, above his head, he flicked his wrist and the bal went sailing into the air in a perfect arc as it sank into the basket with a cutting nice cutting sound.
"Yosh!" He shouted aloud. "One hundreth!"
He lay on the court, exhausted. He didn't care about the burning sensation benieth him. All he cared was that..that.. he didn't know. His mind kept tracking him down towards Chiharu. Her beautiful smile with those blue eyes he could easily lose himself into. These past few months had killed him. Watching Rukawa stroke Chiharu's blond hair. She, holding his hand and what not. Walking along side of them killed not half but everything in and out of his body. He felt like beating Ruakwa down felt like becoming that rival he used to be. And anyway, he probably could beat that fox down.
"I guess I know how Sakuragi feels."
He whispered to himself. Closing his eyes, he recalled that morning. He constantly went over to Chiharu's appartment finding himself being constantly put down. He recalled the present he wanted to give her. The same present that was in his duffel bag now. It's purple wrapping and the lovely lace white ribbon for decoration. He wanted to give it to her sooner so he could have a talk with her. But if he did, he wouldn't know what to say to her.
As he stood in front of her door that morning, he practiced over and over what he was to say. However, the feeling inside him, guilt, put him down. He knew she wouldn't love him. Not the same way she would love Rukawa.
Now, lying back on the court, he felt alone. Felt like he couldn't love anyone but her. He sighed. Openeing his eyes now, he walked over towards his bag and picked up his shirt along the way.
Step by step he felt different emotions. Step by step, he saw her face. Step by step, he lost her.
"Excuse me?"
He shook his head and tried to smile at the young lady who paused in front of the court.
"Oh, are you.." He pointed to the court.
She shook her head vigourously. "No. It's not that... Are you Mitsui Hisashi?"
He smiled placing his hand out. "Yes, I am."
"Yuriko. Call me Yuri."
He took one glance at her and his male instincts took over.
'Damn! Woah.. she's beautiful.'
Blinking twice, he looked at her once again. She wore a blue dress as it collected her curves. Her hair was let down in layers of beautiful black hair as her skin an ivory white. Her eyes a deep blue as her glasses decorated them.
"You're one great player!" She said aloud. "Amazing too. Your past, your skills. You're one great guy!"
He looked down at his feet and chuckled. Looking back at her with a smile.
"Nah." He shook his head. "You play?"
She giggled and gave him a smile that reminded him of.. Chiharu.
"No." She said patting him on the shoulder. "I'm not a great player compared to you."
Smiling back he laughed. "That's what you think?"
She nodded. "I'll see you later then! I've got to pick up my brother."
Walking forward, she waved her hand. "Ja!"
Watching her go, he had to call out after her. "Which school?"
"Ryonan!" She shouted back. "Ja!"
She rushed off and he smiled to himself. Then, frowned. She wasn't Chiharu. She was no Chiharu.
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For the past hour, they sat quietly. Each of them wanting to say a word but nothing came up. Blushing furiously, Sakuragi smiled. Looking back, Haruko sighed and gathered up her strength.
"A..how'd you like basketball now?"
He beamed. A great conversation's bound to happen.
"Oh Haruko-san, It.. it's been great! Especially that they have tensai sakuragi Hanamichi!!! Nyahahahah!"
Haruko giggled and grinned at Sakuragi.
Sakuragi put a hand on the table and breathed a long sigh.
"H..Haruko," Breathing heavily, he looked down at his hands. "Haruko-san, will you..."
"Ah! There you are!"
Sakuragi swirled around an angry red flushed his face as he stared at the intruder.
Haruko got up, smiling. "Ayako-chan!"
Standing now, he gave Ayako his demonic look. Noticing his reaction and his facial expression, she stepped back a little.
"Uh.. I hope I didn't intrude on anything. Hehe." She said with a frightful smile.
Turning to face Sakuragi, Haruko giggled and turned back. "Oh, nothing much. We were just talking."
'Just TALKING?' Sakuragi repeated to himself. If Ayako didn't arrive just then and there, Haruko would say 'yes.' Or that's what he thought.
As he watched Haruko's back, he turned up and glared at Ayako.
"Um.." Ayako stuttered as she recieved the deathful glare, "Just a party for Chiharu."
Haruko's face lightened up. "CHIHARU'S BIRTHDAY!" She looked at Sakuragi. "Let's go!!!!!"
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"I'd never thought of coming here again."
His hands were clutched into a fist as he stared out the wonderful blue sky. He hadn't liked the fact that he was wasting his money to come to Kanagwa Japan. So what if it was his sister's birthday? It was the worst thought of coming. Anyway, he wasn't even part of the family, he had been adopted at the age of two and was thought he fitted in. But at six years of age, he was heard the news. He heard not face to face but wall to wall. He was asleep that night untuil he had a startling yet scary nightmare. He decided he would visit his mom's room for accompaniment. But when he was about to knock, he heard yelling inside the other room. So he decided not to open the door until he realized what was actually going on. He pressd one ear on the door and listened. What he heard was just as horryfying as his nightmare.
"He's going to be young adult soon." His mother had said softly. "I do agree that he should know who he is. But not at the age of six!"
His father squirmed in his chair. "Listen, darling. If we don't tell him now, there's no tears to be shed later on. And you have to face the facts, he's ADOPTED!"
At the sound of this, the young boy pulled back away from the door and slowly walked back to his room where he sat on his bed sobbing.
After that night, he had never spoken to his parents. And at the age of seven, he ran away for a year where his parents found him at his uncle's. He believed that it was easier if he left for his family would do better without it. Boy how he was wrong! His sisters were posting advertisements all wround Japan and his father, always on oversaeas with his mother, asked everyone he knew to post advertisements on tv and a reward if they found him.
John didn't mind if they didn't find him. Besides, the uncle he was staying with was his real uncle and it felt like home when he got there. He hated Japan especially Kanagawa. This place changed his life. How he was glad that he didn't have to stay there after his parents had died. He went to college in America but dropped out because he didn't like studying. He also didn't want his gay 'Japanese' name. He despised of everything that stated Japan. His sister Chiharu stood happily by. He loved Chiharu the most out of his two sisters because she had the attitude of 'whatever goes does' and that gracious happiness in her. She was such a caring sister and full of energy. Yuri hated the fact that he quit school and reminded him of their father. He also didn't like the fact that she didn't talk much until she had to or she wanted to. Chiharu would do anything for him unlike Yuri. When he was found, the first person to hold in his arms was his lovely sister, Chiharu. The next, his mother, then his father. And the last never gave him anything. Yuri was the oldest, he came second and Chiharu was the youngest. There was only a year apart. 16,17, and 18. He had remembered Chiharu and Yuri jumping about in their old mansion in Kanagawa. He only liked the part with his sisters and nothing else.
Chiharu hadn't seen John for about 9 years and neither has Yuri. He had been a smart kid going to college at the age of sixteen he never came back to Kanagawa and stayed in America for a wholed nine years. He stayed there with his father overseas and the sisters with the mother in Japan. But when he dropped out, his mother and father had thought of it a pity that he did so. And not long after, they came tumbling down a hill in their car. No one knew how they died. John knew that they probably died because of fighting over himself. They were so angry at John when they had last visited him at his appartment. It had been a disappointment to the whole family including granparents, great grandparents, parents, sisters, cousins, uncles, aunties, etc. All except for little blondie, Chiharu. He had remembered clearly in what she said,
"So what? If you dropped out, that's okay. I'll be by your side at all times!" He could see her cheerful smile and that she only trusted and belieived in him. She wasn't blood, but she acted like it.
"Please fasten back your seat belts as you can see that the seart belt sign is turned on. We will be landing in about fifteen minutes, thank you."
"If only there were more people like my sister. I wouldn't have ended up dropping out of school." He sighed once more and grabbed his back pack. Then staring out of the window, he saw a flash of thunder. It had started raining without him even knowing so. Sitting by the window, he looked closely and saw his reflection, he was a mess and he didn't care.
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Yuri sat on a blue plush seat nearest to the entrance from the airplane. She had been waiting for almost ten minutes as she looked out of the window. She looked out and saw men outside in yellow coats as the rain pured down on them. She knew that the plane would drive threw soon. Drive threw, was that even used for a plane landing?
She opened her small sling bag and taken out two small presents.
'What I do for my brother' she thought taking out a pen and the card.
She slowly closed back the sling and placed the presents on the seat beside her. She lowered her head to meet her knees as she drew them closer. She then covered her hands around them and thought how her brother had probably changed temendously.
*^*^*^*^*^*
He had gotten off the plane 10 minutes later and remenisced what happened right then and there.
"Are you sure you want to do this?"
"Yeah, yeah. Let's go."
It was at an early hour that morning as his REAL uncle looked down at the plane ticket. A sigh slipped out from his mouth as he strode towards the young 'John.' John was a full blooded American but raised in a half American Japanese family. He hated his Japanese name, 'Keichi.' As he spoke that word towards his parents, 'Keichi.' He had hated it.
"What will happen wit ya parents?"
Knowing his uncle for just about two days, he was such a 'worrying person.' He had been so curious about his life in Japan. John only mumbled on how he hated the place and how much he hated being around his parents. His foster parents.
"Who cares!"
Now at seventeen, John realized that leaving his foster parents was no use. For he was going with his father to stay there a couple months later. But how was he to know? He was only seven with rage and anger still inside of him. His uncle had spoke to him that it wasn't his foster parents' fault that they didn't tell him sooner because he was too young to understand. John had just glared at his uncle and didn't say a word. He walked into the airport still shuddering at the memory.
"Damn them. Damn them all to hell." He whispered angrily as he jammed his hands in the pockets of his baggy pants.
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Rukawa smiled at his birthday girl and watched her jump in happiness when her friends arrived. He sat quietly on a seat next to her balcony. As she waved her hands to greet them, he saw the ring shining brilliantly. It meant so much to him when she wore it. It was like as if she belonged to him like he was married..
He shook his head and sighed. There was no way she could put up with Rukawa in marriage. He had this doubt that their relationship wasn't going to last for long for he knew she couldn't stand him. So what if he was mister all star of basketball and all babe magnet. No one really knew the real him. And when they did, or if they do, they'd come to realize he was nothing. Or so he said he was. But she saw him in a different way. She'd fallen in love with the real him. But how long will it last when she realizes that what she sees is nothing but saddness. He coughed a little and turned back to the site of the city. The soft clouds above his head and the blue sky covering the whole city. He put his hands on the railing and rested his chin on his arms. His head filled with 'What if's.
"What if, she doesn't love me?"
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His feet slid across the soft red carpet sloshing a great deal of wet under his feet. He didn't bother waiting for the car lift to go to the airport. It was all a waste of time anyway. If you got feet, use it. His damp hair lofted down upon his face. An upset John, he was.
He made his way through and spotted Yuri lying down, sleeping?
"Oi." He greeted gently kicking her on the left.
She woke slowly and opened her eyes as she gazed into his. She yawned and then shook her head. She hadn't realized who it was at first. But as she sat up straight. She had her hand to her mouth.
"J..J..John?!" She was shocked. He had grown so much and the way he looked, was fascinating. "K..Keichi?"
"I'M NOT KEICHI!" He shouted at her. He then looked down, gazing at his feet for a minute. "You've changed." It was so soft almost like a whisper. But if he knew her she'd pick up on it.
Yuri sighed and stood up. "So have you. You're.. you're tall."
They had never seemed to have a brother sister relationship that they had with Chiharu.
"You're wearing glasses." He pointed out his mind, somewhere else.
She nodded clearly. "Yeah. And.. you're soaking wet John!"
He took a glance at his clothes and shoes then with a shrug, "So? It's not like anybody cares."
He walked over to the conveyer belt and watched the many bags stroll past him. He put his hands in his damp pockets of his pants and waited.
Yuri was about to walk over when she realized how much *cuter* he had grown to be and such a slim body with his blond dreadlocks to mention. He may not be her type but was surely attractive to any type of girl.
Yuri shook her head. What was she thinking? After all, it is her brother she's talking about. Grabbing her bag and presents, she walked over to her 'adopted' brother.
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He had arrived there in front of her door. Carrying a present in hand with a smile upon his face but soon, it disappeared into a frown. He had been standing there for countless minutes, or even hours. He couldn't face her, but he had to. He had to tell her he was at least sorry about how he had greeted her when she had first arrived. It was too much to her for her first welcome. He had made a fast move on her and ruined her. Ruined 'them.' He knew from Hikoichi that Chiharu and Rukawa were together. After all, Hikoichi did know everything.
He shifted his feet and slid his hand through his spiky hair. Staring down at the present, he sighed. He knew he couldn't do it. He knew Rukawa would kill him if he did. And he knew that his heart would be broken once again if he saw Chiharu.
So he placed the present down in front of the doorstep and ran. Ran away before he had to do that all over again.
He didn't notice but as he ran, the wind swept the card under the door and into the hands of Chiharu.
*^*^*^*^*^*
Is it okay..? Tell me wht ya think in tha Review section.. It seems to be a bit* Too much or too boring... that's wht a friend of mine said..
well, it's up ta ya.. REVIEW!
Watch out for chappie 8*~!