Konnichiwa!! Alrighty then. I'm going to florida on this Saturday, so I
won't be able to write a new chapter until Sunday the 24th....sooo....and I
probably won't write on that day because I'll be just getting back! ^-^
Right now I'm listening to the Serial Experiments : Lain soundtrack. I
like it.
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Leaving is Such Sad Sorrow; Chp 3:
Naota frowns watching his dad, "So, it's all right!?"
"Yea, it's all good. I've got shows to watch, things to do. But I'll miss ya." He says, flipping through channels on the t.v.
"Ok," Naota just stands there, kind of surprised his dad would just let him go so easily. But as he sees his dad sitting on the couch watching the t.v., Naota leaves the room and heads upstairs to his room to grab his backpack full of clothes. He is planning to leave during the night on the next train out of town.
He rummages through his backpack to find the only clue he has to tell him Mamimi's whereabouts. A picture of her and a description in a magazine. On the page there is a picture of Mamimi looking as pretty as ever. Her reddish hair has grown a bit and falls behind her shoulders. There is a pink lip gloss on her lips which Naota has never even seen Mamimi with any make up on. In the picture she actually looks happy.
Underneath the photo there is a small article about her becoming a fantastic photographer. And then a description of the young woman. Where she lived. Her thoughts on stuff. Favorite things. And so on and so forth. Naota reads the list again and keeps thinking that he doesn't remember Mamimi liking these things. After all the stuff it tells where she has taken up an apartment. A small town actually close to his own. And Naota plans to head for that town. Hoping to find her amongst the people.
Picking up his backpack, he places it underneath his bed and then his eyes land on the red and black baseball bat on the floor next to his bunk bed. And then he spots the guitar lying next to it. He almost totally forgot about those two things. He looks at them and then tries hard to think if he should bring either. Both are kind of hard to just leave here. And it pains him to think he may be gone the whole summer, if he can't find Mamimi. Finally he decides to bring both and he slides them under his bed with the backpack.
Taking a close look around his room, trying to find anything he may have forgotten, he heads down to the kitchen. Opening the door, he finds his dad standing at the counter packing food into a large brown paper bag.
"What are you doing?" Naota asks.
His dad looks up, "I've packed a few things for you. Bread mostly. But there are drinks, sodas, few snacks, and some other things."
Naota looks surprised, "Um...thanks."
"It's the least I could do." Nandaba Komen says, regarding his son.
Naota moves forward and takes the large bag in his hand, "I hope I can carry it all."
"You won't have to do that. Take the moped. It will be easier than a train." Nandaba Komen says, moving towards the exit of the kitchen.
"Thanks again. I didn't think you'd care that much," Naota replies before his dad can head into the living room again.
"I'm supposed to. I am your father, am I not?" Nandaba Komen says and leaves the kitchen.
Naota stands there in shock before making his way out to the garage where he finds the moped. Looking at the watch on his wrist the hand moves to the ten and Naota straps the food to the back. Then running to his room he grabs all his other stuff and runs back to the garage. He waits a minute as he sees someone coming toward his house down the street. It's Ninamori Eri. She stops at the door and then heads for the garage as Naota's dad tells her Naota is in the garage. Naota sighs and straps on all his other stuff. His pile looks pretty big on the moped.
Ninamori Eri stops behind him, "That's a lot of stuff."
Naota shrugs, "Yea, I guess."
"So, you're leaving in a bit." Ninamori Eri says sadly.
"Yep, I'm almost ready." Naota begins checking out the moped making sure it's safe.
Ninamori Eri sighs, "You're not old enough to ride one of those, are you?"
"No," Naota says, but doesn't seem to care.
"Do you even know how?"
"Yes."
"What if you're caught?"
"I won't get caught. I don't do anything stupid. I won't be caught." Naota says with a bit of frustration.
Ninamori Eri looks down at the ground thinking how badly she wants to come with him, "Um....how are you going to manage on your own?"
"I don't know. I've got money to stay some place. I've got food. I don't really need much else." Naota looks at the keys in his hand.
"Won't you get lonely?" Ninamori Eri asks.
"Once I find Mamimi I won't be lonely." Naota says with lots of reassurance that he'll find her.
"Um....could I come with you? I could keep you company until then. And then I'll leave you alone when you find her. Please....." Ninamori Eri almost begs him.
"No," Naota says blandly, "I need to do this on my own. Stay here with Gaku and Masashi. They'll be bored without you."
"But I don't want to stay. I want to be with you," she finally says straight out.
"Ninamori, no. It's just.....I can't have you come." Naota looks away from her.
"But...." Ninamori Eri can feel more tears in her eyes, "I just want to be near you."
Naota sighs, "I want Mamimi. It just won't work out, ok?"
Tears fall lightly done Ninamori Eri's cheeks, "What about what I want? Doesn't that count for anything?"
"I'm sorry." Naota says, "I told you this afternoon."
Ninamori Eri sniffles and then turns. Her voice suddenly turns a bit angry, "I hope you and Mamimi have a nice time!" She then runs huffily away.
Naota looks after her but just turns back to the moped and hops on. Starting the engine, he looks to where Ninamori Eri ran off to, "I'm sorry." And tossing a note onto his dad's car, saying good-bye, he races off into the night.
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Well, I'm not sure bout this, but I may write one more chapter before I leave for my trip but probably not. I'll probably write it in the car. Did I mention? I have about five stories to work on? Not fan-fiction stories but most real stories. I've already finished writing a whole story about 110 pages or more long and I have to work on editing it in the car. Then I need to work on the sequel for that book. And then I have two other stories I started. And then I'll probably work on this one cause I actually know what I want to happen next unlike my other fan-fics. :) See, I can be pretty serious sometimes. Isn't it awesome? I'm so multi- personalized......whatever that means. :) Wait, I know what that means. Dammit, maybe you shouldn't listen to me most of the time. I can be pretty dumb in the head. :-P
~Love ya all lots
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Leaving is Such Sad Sorrow; Chp 3:
Naota frowns watching his dad, "So, it's all right!?"
"Yea, it's all good. I've got shows to watch, things to do. But I'll miss ya." He says, flipping through channels on the t.v.
"Ok," Naota just stands there, kind of surprised his dad would just let him go so easily. But as he sees his dad sitting on the couch watching the t.v., Naota leaves the room and heads upstairs to his room to grab his backpack full of clothes. He is planning to leave during the night on the next train out of town.
He rummages through his backpack to find the only clue he has to tell him Mamimi's whereabouts. A picture of her and a description in a magazine. On the page there is a picture of Mamimi looking as pretty as ever. Her reddish hair has grown a bit and falls behind her shoulders. There is a pink lip gloss on her lips which Naota has never even seen Mamimi with any make up on. In the picture she actually looks happy.
Underneath the photo there is a small article about her becoming a fantastic photographer. And then a description of the young woman. Where she lived. Her thoughts on stuff. Favorite things. And so on and so forth. Naota reads the list again and keeps thinking that he doesn't remember Mamimi liking these things. After all the stuff it tells where she has taken up an apartment. A small town actually close to his own. And Naota plans to head for that town. Hoping to find her amongst the people.
Picking up his backpack, he places it underneath his bed and then his eyes land on the red and black baseball bat on the floor next to his bunk bed. And then he spots the guitar lying next to it. He almost totally forgot about those two things. He looks at them and then tries hard to think if he should bring either. Both are kind of hard to just leave here. And it pains him to think he may be gone the whole summer, if he can't find Mamimi. Finally he decides to bring both and he slides them under his bed with the backpack.
Taking a close look around his room, trying to find anything he may have forgotten, he heads down to the kitchen. Opening the door, he finds his dad standing at the counter packing food into a large brown paper bag.
"What are you doing?" Naota asks.
His dad looks up, "I've packed a few things for you. Bread mostly. But there are drinks, sodas, few snacks, and some other things."
Naota looks surprised, "Um...thanks."
"It's the least I could do." Nandaba Komen says, regarding his son.
Naota moves forward and takes the large bag in his hand, "I hope I can carry it all."
"You won't have to do that. Take the moped. It will be easier than a train." Nandaba Komen says, moving towards the exit of the kitchen.
"Thanks again. I didn't think you'd care that much," Naota replies before his dad can head into the living room again.
"I'm supposed to. I am your father, am I not?" Nandaba Komen says and leaves the kitchen.
Naota stands there in shock before making his way out to the garage where he finds the moped. Looking at the watch on his wrist the hand moves to the ten and Naota straps the food to the back. Then running to his room he grabs all his other stuff and runs back to the garage. He waits a minute as he sees someone coming toward his house down the street. It's Ninamori Eri. She stops at the door and then heads for the garage as Naota's dad tells her Naota is in the garage. Naota sighs and straps on all his other stuff. His pile looks pretty big on the moped.
Ninamori Eri stops behind him, "That's a lot of stuff."
Naota shrugs, "Yea, I guess."
"So, you're leaving in a bit." Ninamori Eri says sadly.
"Yep, I'm almost ready." Naota begins checking out the moped making sure it's safe.
Ninamori Eri sighs, "You're not old enough to ride one of those, are you?"
"No," Naota says, but doesn't seem to care.
"Do you even know how?"
"Yes."
"What if you're caught?"
"I won't get caught. I don't do anything stupid. I won't be caught." Naota says with a bit of frustration.
Ninamori Eri looks down at the ground thinking how badly she wants to come with him, "Um....how are you going to manage on your own?"
"I don't know. I've got money to stay some place. I've got food. I don't really need much else." Naota looks at the keys in his hand.
"Won't you get lonely?" Ninamori Eri asks.
"Once I find Mamimi I won't be lonely." Naota says with lots of reassurance that he'll find her.
"Um....could I come with you? I could keep you company until then. And then I'll leave you alone when you find her. Please....." Ninamori Eri almost begs him.
"No," Naota says blandly, "I need to do this on my own. Stay here with Gaku and Masashi. They'll be bored without you."
"But I don't want to stay. I want to be with you," she finally says straight out.
"Ninamori, no. It's just.....I can't have you come." Naota looks away from her.
"But...." Ninamori Eri can feel more tears in her eyes, "I just want to be near you."
Naota sighs, "I want Mamimi. It just won't work out, ok?"
Tears fall lightly done Ninamori Eri's cheeks, "What about what I want? Doesn't that count for anything?"
"I'm sorry." Naota says, "I told you this afternoon."
Ninamori Eri sniffles and then turns. Her voice suddenly turns a bit angry, "I hope you and Mamimi have a nice time!" She then runs huffily away.
Naota looks after her but just turns back to the moped and hops on. Starting the engine, he looks to where Ninamori Eri ran off to, "I'm sorry." And tossing a note onto his dad's car, saying good-bye, he races off into the night.
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Well, I'm not sure bout this, but I may write one more chapter before I leave for my trip but probably not. I'll probably write it in the car. Did I mention? I have about five stories to work on? Not fan-fiction stories but most real stories. I've already finished writing a whole story about 110 pages or more long and I have to work on editing it in the car. Then I need to work on the sequel for that book. And then I have two other stories I started. And then I'll probably work on this one cause I actually know what I want to happen next unlike my other fan-fics. :) See, I can be pretty serious sometimes. Isn't it awesome? I'm so multi- personalized......whatever that means. :) Wait, I know what that means. Dammit, maybe you shouldn't listen to me most of the time. I can be pretty dumb in the head. :-P
~Love ya all lots