Chapter 5: Ataru's Dream
"....darling....darling...." an echo-y voice called him. it was Lum.
"hah! i got you now!" he yelled as he went to grab her horns. he caught her and she looked up at him, but it wasn't her. he didn't recognize the girl's face. nor could he really see it. it was shadowed.
"who are you??" Ataru inquired.
"you don't know?" the mysterious girl smiled and disappeared from his arms.
Ataru was running, running from all his fears and problems. like how he didn't do too good in school, and the way he acted sometimes, and his fear of losing Amaiko to some one else. losing her to some hotshot like Mendo. just then she appeared.
"man, that movie was awesome!" Amaiko said. "my favorite parts were the swordfighting scenes."
"yeah, those were pretty cool. especially that one where the guy chopped off the other guy's head."
"oooo, that was a disgusting part, Darling."
"what?!" he jumped.
"i said that it was a disgusting part, Ataru."
"you mean you didn't call me darling?"
"no, i've never called anyone that in my life! Ataru...are you feeling all right? it is rather hot today."
"i'm just fine."
"okay, Ataru," she disappeared into a light.
"hey wait!" but she was gone.
then the light shined all over the place, and he saw someone standing off in the distance. he ran to the person. it turned out to be Lum again.
"Darling, i am gone this way..." she turned around and looked at him with sad eyes.
"Lum......"
Ataru snapped awake.
"what was that all about?" he said to himself outloud. he dwelled on his dream for a minute. who was the mysterious girl who disappeared from his arms? he felt like he had known her for a long time. but he didn't know who she was at all. she seemed to know him though. and what did Lum's words mean? "i am gone this way..."? the part with Amaiko in it was nothing. it was just a memory from yesterday. the rest was all a mystery to him. he turned and looked at his clock.
"aw man, 3:00? how am i ever gonna get by in school tomorrow?" he turned back around and tried to go back to sleep, without much success.
"....darling....darling...." an echo-y voice called him. it was Lum.
"hah! i got you now!" he yelled as he went to grab her horns. he caught her and she looked up at him, but it wasn't her. he didn't recognize the girl's face. nor could he really see it. it was shadowed.
"who are you??" Ataru inquired.
"you don't know?" the mysterious girl smiled and disappeared from his arms.
Ataru was running, running from all his fears and problems. like how he didn't do too good in school, and the way he acted sometimes, and his fear of losing Amaiko to some one else. losing her to some hotshot like Mendo. just then she appeared.
"man, that movie was awesome!" Amaiko said. "my favorite parts were the swordfighting scenes."
"yeah, those were pretty cool. especially that one where the guy chopped off the other guy's head."
"oooo, that was a disgusting part, Darling."
"what?!" he jumped.
"i said that it was a disgusting part, Ataru."
"you mean you didn't call me darling?"
"no, i've never called anyone that in my life! Ataru...are you feeling all right? it is rather hot today."
"i'm just fine."
"okay, Ataru," she disappeared into a light.
"hey wait!" but she was gone.
then the light shined all over the place, and he saw someone standing off in the distance. he ran to the person. it turned out to be Lum again.
"Darling, i am gone this way..." she turned around and looked at him with sad eyes.
"Lum......"
Ataru snapped awake.
"what was that all about?" he said to himself outloud. he dwelled on his dream for a minute. who was the mysterious girl who disappeared from his arms? he felt like he had known her for a long time. but he didn't know who she was at all. she seemed to know him though. and what did Lum's words mean? "i am gone this way..."? the part with Amaiko in it was nothing. it was just a memory from yesterday. the rest was all a mystery to him. he turned and looked at his clock.
"aw man, 3:00? how am i ever gonna get by in school tomorrow?" he turned back around and tried to go back to sleep, without much success.
