A/N: I LOVE YOU LADY.... LADY... Umi-chan, you know I can't pronounce those weird elvish names ^_^ Anyway, thank you SO INCREDIBLY MUCH Lady *insert elvish name of my best friend that I'm too lazy to spell out* for the reviews ^_~ Anyway, here's the fifth chapter of story, things are certainly heating up for Yamato and Motoko!! Standard disclaimers apply!! PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW!!
BTW - Go read Umi-chan's story called "Crystal Dagger" in the LOTR section. Not bad for the LOTR-illiterate like myself ^_~
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Quietly and gently, the months passed calmly like water traveling through a creek. As the beginning of December quickly approached, talks of Christmas and of the long holiday that would soon come was all that the students could dream of. The friendship of Motoko and Yamato had grown steadily over the months and rumors came and went of a possible romance. They didn't pay very much attention to it however, because they trusted each other and their feelings. But sometimes, our minds don't always interpret correctly what our hearts are truly feeling....
"Yamato!" Motoko called out to the blonde haired boy in front of her. "Ohayo, Takeru-kun." Motoko joined the two brothers who smiled brilliantly in the morning sun, one smoothly handsome and the other cutely dorky.
"Ohayo, Motoko-chan. Can you believe it's almost Christmas?" TK asked excitedly, his blue eyes shinning in the morning sun.
"Iie... it seems like it was just fall a few days ago..." Motoko admitted.
"I agree, things have really sped along calmly. It's like it wasn't slow, but I didn't seem to notice that change, you know?" Yamato pointed out.
"I think I understand what you mean... I've been so very busy with school work and kendo responsibilities that I just haven't noticed the season change that much..." Motoko explained.
"But man! You notice it outside don't you?!" TK exclaimed as he pulled his coat closer around him. "It's freezing!!"
"You won't notice the weather too much when you and Hikari go out tonight-OW!" Yamato exclaimed as TK punched his arm.
"You promised you wouldn't tell!!" TK hissed, a steady blush rising on his cheeks.
"It's alright, Takeru-kun, I won't tell anyone" Motoko told him with a smile.
"Especially Daisuke! He would never forgive me! And if Jun found out, she might hold Yamato for ransom or something!" TK exclaimed worriedly.
"Don't even bring up the possibility" Yamato groaned.
"Speaking of Daisuke, you two have kind of been at a standstill lately, huh?"
"Well, ever since I knocked him and his disgraceful demon sister into the band room and they got the concussion because they hit the glockenspiel pretty hard... I thought I should lay off..."
"That was pretty funny though..."
"TK!"
"Sorry, Yamato. So what are you two doing this weekend? Going out with any of the others?"
"Iie, Sora and Taichi are going to be out on a date, Koushiro has a computer seminar, Miyako and Ken are going out together, Daisuke has a TV movie marathon to watch, and Iori has a science project. And I have... wait, Motoko, you've never been through downtown Odaiba during the weekend have you?"
"I-Iie... I hear it's fairly crowded there. I figured that maybe I should avoid the area-"
"Why don't you come listen to my band tonight?"
"H-Hontou?"
"Hai! I'd be honored if you'd come out. Afterwards, I'll show you what Odaiba has to offer, alright? Although Jun may tag along..."
"Daijoubu, nothing my sword can't handle" Motoko insisted.
"M-Maybe you should leave that at home" Yamato said with a sweatdrop.
"HONTOU DESU!?!"
"SSSH! Sora! Not so loud!" Everyone turned around to face the two girls who were gossiping throughout chemistry. Recently, the teacher had moved them around and Motoko was lucky enough to be paired with her best friend, Sora.
"A date? Tonight?" Sora asked her excitedly.
"Sora, it's not that big of a deal..."
"Of course it is! You've never been on one, have you?"
"W-Well..."
"I thought so! Come over tonight, alright? If you're going to go to his concert, then Taichi and I will be leaving an hour later.... so you can come over and I'll help pick you out something!"
"I suppose... I mean, I had just planned on wearing my school uniform-"
"Too conservative! We'll find you something great, Motoko!" Sora exclaimed excitedly. Motoko chuckled and nodded her head.
'I feel like such a silly schoolgirl... talking about boys and dates.... I used to really think things like that were childish... but... I never realized just how much fun it could be. It's more exciting than I though. This... this must be what it's really like to be a real teenager. Not just a Shinmei heir.'
"I-I'm not coming out!!" Motoko exclaimed from behind Sora's door.
"Neh, Motoko, I'm sure the outfit looks very cute!" Mrs. Takenouchi provided as she stood beside Sora.
"Motoko, come on! Let's see it!" Sora called. Reluctantly, Motoko opened the door and the two women's eyes lit up at what they saw. Motoko wore a beautiful black dress which seemed to match her hair well.
"It's so low! I look awful! It's so embarrassing!!" Motoko exclaimed crossing her arms over her chest.
"Oooh, Yamato wouldn't be able to keep his hands off of you!!" Mrs. Takenouchi chuckled.
"Hm... perhaps it is a bit too soon for something like that..." Sora admitted. "Go try a few of the other outfits on." In a few moments, Motoko grumbled and opened the doors again to reveal jeans and a tight-fitting t-shirt.
"I feel like an impertinent punk... I look absurd..."
"It's very modern looking!"
"You'd fit in!"
"I refuse!" In a few moments, Motoko returned in one of the outfits she had picked out: her sister's purple kimono.
"Elegant... but it's not right for a concert" Mrs. Takenouchi told her.
"I agree" Sora nodded in response.
"Figures..." Motoko grumbled as she returned inside. Later, she opened the doors again to reveal tight leather pants and a shiny tank top. "It's twenty degrees outside and you expect me to wear this!! Please give me something I can wear outside and something that doesn't make me look like a hussy!!" Motoko exclaimed.
"Sora, you own an outfit like that?" Mrs. Takenouchi asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I-I..." Sora stuttered nervously. It was a few more minutes before the doors opened again, but this time, Motoko returned with a smile. She wore a sophisticated black turtleneck sweater and a khaki skirt that came down just short of her knees. She wore her own black boots with it that seemed to finish off the outfit.
"It's very sophisticated and it's modern looking too! I like it a lot, Motoko!" Mrs. Takenouchi told her.
"Hai, I think we've found something here" Sora agreed.
"It doesn't expose my bellybutton, my cleavage, or too much of my legs. I'm satisfied" Motoko admitted with a smile.
"Now we have to add make-up!!" Mrs. Takenouchi proclaimed excitedly.
"M-Make-up?" Motoko stuttered.
"Of course! We need to accent those natural features of yours, Motoko" Mrs. Takenouchi insisted.
"I-I refuse! I'm not wearing anything of the sort!!" Motoko exclaimed, backing away slowly. From behind her, Sora grabbed Motoko's arms as she fussed loudly. "Let go, Sora! Don't let her do anything to my face!!" Motoko exclaimed.
"This is for your own good, Motoko!!" Sora exclaimed.
"L-Let go!" Motoko shouted as she attempted to escape from Sora's grasp.
"Hold still... There's no way I'm going to be able to put this blush on you if you keep twisting about."
"I-Iie!! I refuse to be hidden behind a mask of colorful powders!!"
"Well, you want Yamato to notice you, right?" Motoko immediately stopped squirming and her eyes widened considerably as a rapid blush appeared on her face.
"I-I-I-I want nothing of the sort!" she protested bitterly, "It's not even a date!!"
"Oh I wouldn't say that... Yamato asked only you, right?" Sora asked.
"But everyone else was-"
"And he insisted on going other places after the concert?"
"Well, he-"
"And he's going to-"
"Okay, okay!! I get the picture..." Motoko grumbled. She held still and sighed in defeat. "Just don't make me look like a doll..."
Motoko bit her lip nervously as she continued down the street. Everyone seemed to be looking right at her as she continued to walk down the street with their ogling eyes and wide gasps.
'The make-up they put on must be hideous! I told Sora I didn't want her lip gloss... shimatta... I should've just worn my uniform. What should I do now? If I go home, I'll be late for the concert... so I guess I have no choice but to keep wearing this... okay, I have to remember to be polite. I can't let my temper get the best of me, I have to forget about using Shinmei techniques, and I have to be home by 11. Pretty simple rules, neh?'
Motoko looked down at the slip of paper Yamato had given and she looked up at the building she stood in front of. She was surprised by the number of young girls pouring into the club. Motoko's nose wrinkled at the length of their skirts (or lack thereof) and the amount of their stomachs they displayed.
"On such a cold winter's night and they wear these things? How undisciplined" she snorted as she mixed in with the crowd and walked in. Motoko was surprised immediately when she walked into the club by the number of people inside. Lights flashed and people danced on the dance floor which glowed an arrangement of colors. People sat around the tables, drinking sodas and eating dinner as they conversed with other friends and laughed over silly jokes. Motoko felt out of place, unsure of where exactly to go.
"Oi! Are you Aoyama?" a voice beside her asked. She turned to her left and saw a young man, his face shrouded in a large baseball cap. "I'm Yutaka, I'm in Yamato's band. I have to have this cap on to hide myself... we're like celebrities in here!! Yamato is busy getting ready, so he sent me to give you the lowdown on this place."
"T-The lowdown?" Motoko asked raising an eyebrow. Yutaka laughed heartily, nearly throwing off his baseball cap.
"Yamato wasn't kidding when he said you were traditional. I'm happy that Yamato found a girl like you" Yutaka told her with a smile.
"Well... we're not exactly-"
"Okay, once the concert begins, fan girls rush onto the dance floor to watch us, they rarely ever start dancing because well, it's sort of like a concert you know? They're all fighting to get to the front so they can even just touch Yamato-"
"That sounds... uncivilized" Motoko told him truthfully. Yutaka chuckled again and tried to calm himself to explain further.
"You're... You're really funny, you know that? Anyway, I'd stay away from there. It's one of the best places to watch from, but it's not worth it. There's too big of a crowd. At the tables, the guys usually sit there and moan and groan about how lucky we are to get this much attention. And in the back are the geeks who are more like wallflowers." Motoko decided against questioning the term "wallflower" for fear of being laughed at, so she decided to continue and listen. "So, just choose where you want to go. We would sneak you in backstage, but the rules around here are really tight. Let's see... what else... oh yeah! Here." Yutaka handed her a small card that she raised an eyebrow at.
"It's a gift card" she remarked simply.
"Yep, you can get whatever you want here with that. Drinks, food, candy, whatever. And one final thing... I hope you didn't bring your sword. They're really particular about that. And don't start any fights, okay?" Yukata told her with a wink. "You look adorable, so Yamato will go crazy when he sees you."
"A-Adorable?" Motoko demanded, her face growing red with anger, which he mistook as a blush.
"No kidding! You look great! Have a great time, Yamato will meet you out here after the show, alright? It was nice meeting you, Motoko-chan!!" Yukata rushed off before Motoko had another chance to speak and she gripped her fists tight.
"Adorable? Motoko-chan?! Of all of the contemptible-"
"Oi! What are you doing her Aoyama?" a shrill voice demanded beside her. Motoko's eyes narrowed and she turned around, her face filled with annoyance.
"Motomiya Jun. I should've expected you'd be here" Motoko snarled. She eyed Jun up and down, rolling her eyes at what she saw. Jun wore a tight-fitting red sundress which would look flattering on her if her hair wasn't as ridiculous as it was. "Are you here to attract wolves tonight, Motomiya? With that outfit, you're likely to find a vulgar pervert like your brother."
"And you think you're so stylish? You look like some smart-*** lawyer!"
"How dare you! You despicable scoundrel, this is the last time I'll put up with your-"
"Ladies and gentlemen!! For your enjoyment tonight, we have the latest teenage sensation... The.... TEENAGE WOLVES!!"
"Ah! It's starting!!!" Jun exclaimed as she began to wade through the large crowd that had formed in front of the stage.
"M-Motomiya!!" Motoko growled as a vein looked like it was ready to pop on her forehead. The lights came up abruptly and Motoko set her eyes on Yamato immediately. She fixed her eyes on his and they both seemed somewhat transfixed by what they saw.
'He seems so refined. I thought all these boy bands wore tight fitting are thin clothing.... but Yamato...'
'She looks so elegant... Most girls wear such tight fitting and glittery clothing to these concerts... but Motoko...'
Yamato quickly recovered from his brooding and he picked up his cue.
Sudden anxiety over not understanding myself, it's always aiming for us
We were deluded by secondhand information and useless common sense.
Motoko sighed heavily as she listened to the lyrics, completely absorbed in the concert... until she spotted a familiar boy in the corner of her eye, moping at a lonely table in the corner.
"Motomiya?"
If everyday is tinged with boredom like this, do you even want to go along today?
Instead of pretending to be something we don't know, let's find our reality
The one thing we can't give away, our pride, hidden in our hearts.
Hesitantly, Motoko walked over towards the table where the young boy was sitting at and he glanced up towards her. She was shocked to see nothing but sorrow in his eyes, no mischief, no fire... just empty.
"Motomiya? What in the world are you doing here?" Motoko asked him, taking a seat beside him.
"Get lost. Like you'd ever understand. I'm not in the mood to be pummeled" he growled, smacking his head against the table. Motoko glanced around him to see milkshake cup upon milkshake cup. At least 20.
"I'm not going to leave you here alone. You're so stupid you might do something you'd regret... like have another milkshake. You're going to get sick, I swear" Motoko told him, picking his head up off the table by the strap of his goggles.
"Just let me wallow in my misery!"
Let's start running, not for anyone else, but because it's better than stopping
Cutting through the clear air, turning toward the bright ocean
Oh keep on running, keep on running
Find out your reality.
"Hikari?" Motoko asked raising an eyebrow.
"Am I that pathetic?" Daisuke asked her, a threat of a sob wavering in his voice.
"Motomiya Daisuke! I'm absolutely ashamed of you. You're not making a very good rival for me, you know."
"R-Rival?"
"Well, I have to get you back for the Oba-chan and Busu comments don't I? And your sister... ugh... never mind, don't get me started on your sister" she grumbled. Daisuke smirked weakly as she sat up straight in his chair.
"Here for Yamato? She must've noticed."
"Yeah, she did. She won't be much competition though..."
"You mean, you're admitting that you-"
There's no time to hesitate in front of the new door
Just run up, jump out there, and kick the door down.
If it's you, you can definitely do it.
"You'll keep my secret, won't you? Cheer up, Motomiya, if you keep looking so vulnerable, I can't call you a brute or a scoundrel can I?"
"Hm... I guess not" Daisuke chuckled. "Neh, Oba- ... I mean, Motoko-chan, thanks a lot... I know we don't really get along... but I feel a lot better."
"This won't last forever though you know, Daisuke."
"D-Daisuke? You called me Daisuke?"
"Like I said, it's not going to last forever, understand?" Motoko winked. "I'll keep your wallowing sorrowful moment to myself if and only if you keep my secret. Understand?"
I wrapped up my invisible anxieties in you but your eyes are lost
Your wavering confidence is different than usual, our bodies are trembling.
Because I don't want that type of self, will you hold me in your arms?
It's too early to close your eyes, let's look at our reality
We're not helpless; we'll do the best with our courage.
"Yeah, yeah, I got it... but you know what, Motoko?"
"Hm?"
"I think you look best with Yamato." Motoko softly blushed as her eyes turned back towards the stage, and for a fleeting moment, Yamato glanced her way, smiling gently.
"Hm... arigatou."
"I saw him look at you through the whole thing!!! Tell me what's going on between you two!?!" Jun exclaimed angrily, yelling in Motoko's face as the people began to filter out of the club.
"I don't know what you're talking about, Motomiya. I didn't seem to notice..."
"Grr... if you lay even one dry, gritty, pale hand of yours on my Yamato, I'll-"
"Geeze, Jun, let it go" Daisuke complained as he sipped on his last milkshake cup. "Mom wanted us home soon anyway. See you tomorrow, Oba-chan! Ja!" Daisuke grabbed the collar of Jun's jacket, whom continued to squirm relentlessly.
"I'll-I'll get you!!" Jun called out futilely.
"Sayonara, Motomiya" Motoko called out with a small smile.
'I guess Daisuke isn't that bad. He has his own quirks... but overall, I guess he's alright for a pest' Motoko thought to herself with a small grin.
"Oi, so you're the girl?" Motoko was taken aback by the three men who had quickly surrounded her, one of which she faintly recognized.
"See, I told ya she was gorgeous!!" the slightly familiar one exclaimed.
"Man, you are hot..."
"So, you're into kendo, huh?"
"You seemed kinda fiery to me..."
"So traditional too, I think that's cute." Motoko was overwhelmed by the three men giving her comments, so, being Motoko, she resorted to the one thing she usually did.
"You scoundrels have preyed on my delicate heart long enough!!" Not held back at all by her skirt, Motoko leapt into action delivering kicks to the gut and punches smack in the jaw until the last boy had fallen to the floor. "You won't get any of your sick fun out of me" Motoko snarled.
"M-Motoko!!!" a voice called out from a doorway across the room. She turned around and her eyes lit up slightly by the person she saw.
"Y-Yamato..." she responded, a bit of shyness traced in her voice.
"W-We didn't do anything honest..." one of the boys groaned.
"We only came to say hi..." another attempted to say, but Motoko smacked the heel of her boot into his back.
"Lying as well? You vulgar perverts need to be taught another lesson, I suppose" she growled.
"M-Motoko, these are actually my other band members... Takashi, Akira, and I think you've already met Yutaka..."
"I did have that baseball cap on... so I guess it was hard to recognize me without it..." Yutaka groaned. The sweatdrop on Motoko's head was massive, and she paled as though she had seen a ghost.
"I-I-I'm so sorry! I didn't know-"
"It's alright really.... Knowing these guys, they probably brought it upon themselves" Yamato chuckled.
"Easy for you to say..."
"You've never been pummeled by her before..."
"Yeah really..." Yamato ignored their comments and turned to Motoko.
"So, you ready to go? I figured that we'd hit karaoke first, considering what a good singer you are" Yamato told her.
"What do you mean?" Motoko asked him curiously. To Motoko's utter horror, Yamato held up a thin CD single entitled "Flower and Sword: Sweet Blue Days." "H-H-H-How d-d-d-did you get this?!?!" Motoko screeched. "I thought they stopped printing those!!"
"I have a friend at the CD store who gave me this awhile ago... the connection didn't really occur to me until recently though." Motoko thought she was going to have a heart-attack.
'This is my luck... first I'm soft on Motomiya, then I beat up Yamato's friends and now he has that horrid and embarrassing CD from Shinobu's and mine short-lived musical career!! Why must I suffer so?' Motoko thought to herself. Yamato took in the sea-sick looking expression on Motoko's face and began to rethink his strategy.
"Alright, it looks like karaoke may bring back some embarrassing memories... so, how about the aquarium? They have a new giant turtle exhibit-"
"T-T-T-T-T-TURTLE?!?!?!??!" Motoko screeched, her face suddenly concocting fear.
"Alright, so the aquarium is out of the question... wait... I've got a better idea..."
"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!" Motoko screamed as the car pulled over the top of the hill and plummeted down the tracks. Beside her, Yamato was laughing so hard that tears were forming in the corners of his eyes as the roller coaster car traveled upward and into a loop.
"MOTOKO!" Yamato yelled over the other peoples (and Motoko's) screams.
"Y-YES, YAMATO?!" she called back.
"IS THIS ANY BETTER?!" he exclaimed over to her. As the car began to travel towards the corkscrew tracks, Motoko's grin spread across her face and she smiled.
"THIS IS MOST FUN I'VE HAD IN A LOAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Motoko exclaimed as the car spun around in the downward corkscrew. Although Motoko was distracted by fearing for her very life, she was also in charge of the task of keeping her skirt down. Within a few minutes, the car came to a grinding halt back into the station, with Motoko looking as though she had come from hell and back.
"Motoko? Motoko? Are you alright?" Yamato asked her worriedly. Her entire face was a mix of complete shock and utter horror as he shook her by the shoulders to snap her out of her daze.
"Y-Y-Yamato? That was... it was... the absolute most thrilling thing I've ever ridden on in my life! Let's get back in line!" Motoko exclaimed as she grabbed his hand and took off for the lines again.
"M-Motoko! S-Slow down!" Yamato exclaimed, fighting off of a blush. "Let's get something to eat first, okay? I'm starving!" Yamato exclaimed.
"Well, alright. Only if I can try this "cotton candy" that everyone has been carrying around with them" Motoko insisted, her eyes shinning in the evening stars. Yamato chuckled and grinned from ear to ear.
"Yeah of course! That's a small amount compared to the pile of food I'm going to buy!" A few minutes later, Yamato sat down with three hot dogs and two orders of fries, and Motoko sat in front of him eating her cotton candy.
"I don't remember a time when I've felt this exhilarated" Motoko admitted quietly.
"It was your first time on a roller coaster right? That will certainly do it to you. The Odaiba Christmas festival is something else..." Yamato chuckled.
"I hope that I can come back someday..." Motoko admitted.
"Of course you can! I'll bring you back as many times as you like!!"
"H-Hontou?"
"Yeah, we'll even go in the spring when they shoot off fireworks and the fireflies light the path in front of you like the stars in the sky... it's amazing" Yamato told her.
"I'd.... I'd love to do that" Motoko told him with a blush.
"Yeah... me too..."
"Y-Yamato, what time is it?"
"Almost 11 o'clock."
"Eleven already? The evening went so fast..."
"Between the concert, bumper cars, log floom (do they have these in Japan? *shrugs*), the battering ram ride (I wonder if they have these either...), and the roller coaster, it's been an adventure. But you know something we haven't ridden yet?"
"What's that?"
"The Ferris Wheel."
"T-The Ferris Wheel?" Motoko asked him.
'I've heard stories of this Ferris Wheel... I hear it's quite the romantic ride... I'm not really sure about this...' Motoko thought to herself. "Well, if it's something you would like to ride..."
"You'll like it, come on, we'd better get in line now if we're going to get you home in time!"
The attendant locked their car door and the Ferris Wheel began to ascend upward, startling Motoko a bit. She looked out the window and the things below began to grow smaller and smaller...
"Is it always this slow?" Motoko asked him, not meaning to sound whiny.
"Yeah, most Ferris Wheels are. It makes it a comfortable ride..." Yamato told her.
'C-Comfortable? What does he mean by that?'
"Motoko, look." Outside, a tiny flake of snow hit the window, and it was followed by many more. The tiny flakes began to fall heavily, slowly coating the fair ground in it's white wonder.
"It's beautiful..." Motoko commented, her eyes softening at the gentle snowfall.
"It is... it's very beautiful..." Yamato agreed, but he wasn't looking at the snow. Motoko blushed heavily as she felt his eyes stare at her intently, and it slowly peeled away the hard layers around her heart. "Motoko. There's.... there's something that I need to tell you..."
'My heart is beating so fast...'
"Y-Yes, Yamato?" Motoko asked his, turning from the snowfall towards him. The lights from the fair ground reflected in his eyes softly, as he began to gather his courage.
"Motoko, I lo-" BAM! The cars of the Ferris Wheel shook greatly as they came to a sudden and grinding halt... and wouldn't you guess it, Motoko fell straight into the arms of Yamato. From the sudden movement, Yamato had caught her around the waist, and her knees were now sitting in his lap with her arms hanging loosely around his neck. Motoko's heartbeat was now in her throat as she looked down at the young man holding onto her. "G-Gomen nasai, Motoko! I-I didn't mean-" Yamato stuttered as he tried to loosen his grip, but Motoko gripped firmly around his neck, and the warmth on his flustered cheeks slowly spread down his neck.
"I-I like this... I like this feeling..."
"M-Motoko?"
"Yamato... what I... what I want to say is..."
'I'm going to tell him...'
'I'm going tell him now...'
'I'm going to tell him that I love him....'
"Yamato... I-I'm in lo-"
"I KNEW IT!!!!!! I KNEW THERE WAS SOMETHING GOING ON!!!" But the sheer shock of the voice, Motoko loosened her grip and fell on her bottom on the floor of the Ferris Wheel. In the car below, Jun Motomiya stood with a megaphone in her hand, and dressed in a black outfit.
"J-Jun!!!! What are you doing here?!" Yamato exclaimed angrily. "Have you been following us?!"
"OF COURSE I HAVE!!! THAT LITTLE BRAT IS STEALING YOU FROM ME, YAMATO!!" The Ferris Wheel started up again, and the intercoms around the fair stopped playing the theme music.
"Attention all people on the Odaiba Fair Grounds. Due to the heavy snow, we will be closing the park early tonight. As a token of apology, your ride home on either a bus or by subway will be for free. Please take a pass with you as you exit the gates. Thank you and have a safe trip home!"
"Yamato, I hope you're a good runner" Motoko told him as their car passed the highest point of the wheel.
"Why do you say that?"
"Take a look behind you." Yamato looked back behind him to Jun, who's eyes looked like they were glowing violently red.
"Y-Yeah, that's self-explanatory..." Just as their car reached the bottom of the ride and the attendant opened their doors, the two high school students jumped out of the car and made a mad dash for the exit.
"Hmm, wonder what that was all about?" the attendant wondered as he pressed the button for the next car. "Okay, miss, you have a safe and.... oh my..." The attendant froze as the girl with the glowing eyes jumped of her own car and began to scream into her megaphone as she ran.
"I'M NOT DONE WITH YOU YET, AOYAMA!!!" she screamed.
"Motoko!" Yamato called out between pants and gasps. "Can't you just blow her off like all of the other times?!"
"I can't! I don't have my sword!!" Motoko shouted.
"Oh this is fabulous... just fabulous..." The two continued to run through the amusement park, and grabbed two passes for the metro station on their way out. By the time they reached the street corner, they were hauling towards the metro station, but Jun's rants on her megaphone seemed to get closer and closer.
"We're almost there!!" Motoko called out. The two quickly ran down the stairs of the subway and ran their passes through the electric gates which opened so slowly.
"CLOSE THE DOORS!" Yamato exclaimed to the subway operator who was looking back from his car. As if by miracle, the subway operator heard them and they slipped onto the subway right as the doors closed. Right as the car began to pull away, Jun ran into the station, her eyes still boiling as they pulled into the tunnel.
"I-I think we're alright now..." Motoko sighed as she collapsed onto a seat. Yamato, who looked equally tired, fell into the seat beside her and caught his breath back.
"Oi, Motoko..."
"Yeah?"
"What was it you were going to tell me on the Ferris Wheel?" Motoko's cheeks (yes, surprise, surprise) flared up quickly and she abruptly turned towards the window.
"It's nothing... We can talk about it later..."
A/N: Wow, that felt long. I don't think Motoko was really in character in this chapter, but I'm also trying to illustrate some change in her, so that probably why it turned out like it did. Okay, the song above that Yamato was singing was actually one of the ones that the Teenage Wolves sing in the TV series! Wow! ^_^ Let me know what you thought by reviewing!!