"JURI-SAMA! JURI-SAMA!" The sobbing Shiori, tears flowing down her cheeks, screamed and ran after the orange haired beauty. Her footsteps were unstable and harsh. Juri walked slowly, her head down, footsteps even and undetectable.
Shiori grabbed Juri's red suit, seeming to rest all her weight upon Juri now. Obviously exhausted and going through an emotional breakdown, her face was flushed and covered in tears. "JURI WHY CAN'T YOU BE MAD AT ME! I TOOK HIM FROM YOU INTENTIONALLY, IT WAS NO ACCIDENT! Oh Juri, you're so stupid, why are you so completely ignorant to everything? Don't you have a brain in that amber fuzz ball on your neck?? WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?"
Juri could only glare down at the convulsing girl for a second or two, and then look off to the left or right of her. She couldn't stand to stare at that beautiful face in so much agony.
"Juri I KNOW you loved him I know it! I can prove it," She exclamined, and grabbed for Juri's locket, hidden under her shirt.
"SHIORI!" Juri suddenly exclaimed, and slapped Shiori across the face.
"Shiori fell to the ground, shaking and quivering. Suddenly, a quiet laugh erupted from her tiny body. It evolved into maniacal outburts of sheer joy. A huge smile crossed her once grief stricken face. Her cheeks were shiny from the tears, but she appeared completely happy somehow. "Juri. Juri Juri Juri." She made a quick grab at the left, and while Juri put her guard up on the left, she snatched the necklace with her right hand.
"SHIORI NO!" Juri screamed, and grabbed at the locket. After a struggle, Shiori managed to open the locket. And her eyes opened wide with disbelief. Juri stopped grabbing for the locket, because she knew it was futile. She towered above Shiori, and looked down at the ground.
Shiori made a small noise, and tears filled her large violet eyes. Her bottom lip began to shake so much, she feared she would throw up. She softly stared at the picture again and again, unable to speak, unable to move.
Juri's big beautiful eyes also filled up with tears. They streamed down her cheeks and dripped softly into the dirt. She sniffled and tried to blink away the pain, to blink away what was happening. Too ashamed to speak, but too proud to run. Just like Juri.
Shiori finally managed to squeak, "Juri… oh Juri…"
Shiori grabbed Juri's red suit, seeming to rest all her weight upon Juri now. Obviously exhausted and going through an emotional breakdown, her face was flushed and covered in tears. "JURI WHY CAN'T YOU BE MAD AT ME! I TOOK HIM FROM YOU INTENTIONALLY, IT WAS NO ACCIDENT! Oh Juri, you're so stupid, why are you so completely ignorant to everything? Don't you have a brain in that amber fuzz ball on your neck?? WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?"
Juri could only glare down at the convulsing girl for a second or two, and then look off to the left or right of her. She couldn't stand to stare at that beautiful face in so much agony.
"Juri I KNOW you loved him I know it! I can prove it," She exclamined, and grabbed for Juri's locket, hidden under her shirt.
"SHIORI!" Juri suddenly exclaimed, and slapped Shiori across the face.
"Shiori fell to the ground, shaking and quivering. Suddenly, a quiet laugh erupted from her tiny body. It evolved into maniacal outburts of sheer joy. A huge smile crossed her once grief stricken face. Her cheeks were shiny from the tears, but she appeared completely happy somehow. "Juri. Juri Juri Juri." She made a quick grab at the left, and while Juri put her guard up on the left, she snatched the necklace with her right hand.
"SHIORI NO!" Juri screamed, and grabbed at the locket. After a struggle, Shiori managed to open the locket. And her eyes opened wide with disbelief. Juri stopped grabbing for the locket, because she knew it was futile. She towered above Shiori, and looked down at the ground.
Shiori made a small noise, and tears filled her large violet eyes. Her bottom lip began to shake so much, she feared she would throw up. She softly stared at the picture again and again, unable to speak, unable to move.
Juri's big beautiful eyes also filled up with tears. They streamed down her cheeks and dripped softly into the dirt. She sniffled and tried to blink away the pain, to blink away what was happening. Too ashamed to speak, but too proud to run. Just like Juri.
Shiori finally managed to squeak, "Juri… oh Juri…"
