Just Once
Disclaimer : I don't own Cyborg 009
Chapter Two
Jet sighed, looking out the window of Kezumi's living room to the figure standing on the cliff that was a clear veiw.
"What's her problem?"
He muttered, blinking as he relized that G.B. was in there with him.
"Do you think she's cold out there in a t-shirt and shorts? After all, it is getting awfully close to winter."
The cyborg said, smirking.
"Don't you be getting any ideas."
Jet growled, flicking the older an on the head before walking into the kitchen, just as the girl dissappeared.
~*~
A young girl, around the age of thriteen, smiled, following her older sister as they heading out of the small cafe.
"Ne, Imouto, what are you looking at?"
The girls firey orange eyes glazed over, a slight breeze caught the thin silver chain around her neck to tug in it, it was blowing in one direction and only one direction.
"Aikuchi..."
The girl whispered, watching the chestnut haired girl, the blueish purple highlights she could make out from a mile away. The girl turned a bit, inly enough for the younger one to catch a glimps of greyish silver, a metal texture that she would never forget......The metal of a dagger.
Disclaimer : I don't own Cyborg 009
Chapter Two
Jet sighed, looking out the window of Kezumi's living room to the figure standing on the cliff that was a clear veiw.
"What's her problem?"
He muttered, blinking as he relized that G.B. was in there with him.
"Do you think she's cold out there in a t-shirt and shorts? After all, it is getting awfully close to winter."
The cyborg said, smirking.
"Don't you be getting any ideas."
Jet growled, flicking the older an on the head before walking into the kitchen, just as the girl dissappeared.
~*~
A young girl, around the age of thriteen, smiled, following her older sister as they heading out of the small cafe.
"Ne, Imouto, what are you looking at?"
The girls firey orange eyes glazed over, a slight breeze caught the thin silver chain around her neck to tug in it, it was blowing in one direction and only one direction.
"Aikuchi..."
The girl whispered, watching the chestnut haired girl, the blueish purple highlights she could make out from a mile away. The girl turned a bit, inly enough for the younger one to catch a glimps of greyish silver, a metal texture that she would never forget......The metal of a dagger.