I FEEL BETTER. THAT LAST CHAPTER WAS HARD!!!! THE SERIOUS ASPECT HURTS ME AS AN AUTHOR. THIS ONE IS MOR IN PERSPECTIVE, SO READ AND ENJOY! AND YES, AMARAO DOES HAVE EYEBROWS. IN FACT THESE ARE BIGGER, BETTER, AND EVEN MORE RECTANGULAR...
"That was the stupidest thing I've ever heard in my life..." Said Naota, after Haruko had finished her story.
She looked at him coldly. "The truth hurts kid, and you'll feel the burn sooner or later."
"Well I'll be surprised when that does actually happen." He said calmly, shutting his eyes in relaxation. "Besides, if any of that is true, why didn't you bring Kanchi along too? You want to use him, so you just left him there?"
"so what, you think I want him for protection? I got all the protection I need right here!" she reached over and grabbed the neck of her bass. "Why, you think my guitars not up to it?!" she said, feeling threatened.
"Well I don't know OR care. All I wanna know is where the hell we're going."
She smiled at him innocently. "You'll find out."
"Oh yeah, and when will that happen?"
"When we get there!" She said cheerfully, completely erradcating the dark tone of the previous conversation.
Naota sighed heavily and leaned back against the tree and closed his eyes. "I'm going to sleep."
"Already?" Said Haruko, surprised.
"What do you mean already?"
"Well we haven't gotten to the next best thing yet."
Remembering what the next best thing was, Naota scooted further away from her, attempting to give himself room to escape in case she tried anything.
"I think the next best thing will have to be put on hold."
"Oh okay." she said, disappointed.
Amarao sat at his desk with his eyes closed, seemingly in a trance. He had known Haruko Haruhara would go to the boy again, and why.
Kitsurubami knocked on the door.
"Sir, I have the files you requested."
He was silent, still with closed eyes. She waited a second.
"Um, Sir?" there was no response. She opened the door and stepped into the room to see that he was asleep, with his head leaned back in his chair.
"Well," she mumbled to herself, "I might as well tell him now." She set the files on his desk quietly.
"SHE'S HEADED FOR TOKYO!!!!!" she shouted as loud as she possibly could. Amarao's head jerked forward as his chair fell out from behind him sending him to the floor.
"W-what?!" He said startled, regaining his footing and returning to his chair.
"Raharu is headed for Tokyo with the boy." She said innocently. "they were spotted again by the sector 227 post outside of there."
"So," He mumbled to himself. "She's actually running this time. Never thought that she, of all people would run form Atomisc."
"What was that?" She asked.
"Nothing." He replied. "Just a thought." He opened a drawer to his desk and pulled out a pair of large brown rectangles.
Kitsurubami had trailed off of their old subject and began to comment that he "had'nt worn those stupid eyebrows in a long time". As she said this he stuck the rectangles above his eyes, so that they came into place.
"That feels better." He said. Seeing this, Kitsurubami flinched and began to twitch.
"What was it you were saying about eyebrows?" Amarao asked sarcastically.
"N-nothing sir!" she snapped back hastily, annoyed by his regained trait.
He smiled at her. "Just kidding. But I want to get a trace put on her immediately." He said, as though they had never broken away from the original subject. "Get satelites 7, 9, and 23 on her immediately. She doesn't go anywhere without us knowing."
"Anything else sir?" She asked, keeping her eyes as far away from his as possible.
He paused. "Just to be safe send out a drone in offensive. I want to see what this kid's capable of now."
"Yes sir!" She said, leaving the room as quickly as possible.
