Disclaimer and Author's Note:
I don't own Kikaider in any way. I also don't own
any songs or stories mentioned here. Any questions or comments
please feel free to E-mail me at moondaisygirl07@aol.com
or you can also contact me at noelsari@aol.com.
You can IM me if you wish and
if you have time, please
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Oh and thank you guys so much! Jchan401 thanks for your help! Sorry for only putting chapter five. I just need to make some corrections on chapter six! Keep on reviewing and I'll keep on adding chapters! This is great! I love this chapter! I worked hard on it!
Chapter Five
Lost and Found
*Everything was like phantasmagoria. She could see Jiro sitting on a rock by the lake playing his guitar at night. She got close to Jiro and he looked up.
"Mitsuko, don't look at me. Go away," He said softly hurt. He looked sad and was about to get up.
"No, Jiro, I need you! Don't run anymore!" She said, grabbing him by the end of his denim coat. He looked deep into her eyes. She hugged him.
" I don't want to make you suffer. Run Mitsuko. Don't stay here," He said, grabbing her by the shoulders. She shook her head. I'm with Jiro now. I'm never going to leave you here alone.
"I don't want to run. I want to stay with you," She said, holding his hand and he shook his head. He took five steps away from her and she saw a man that looked so familiar in back of Jiro with a gun. He shoot Jiro right on the left temple. It was a horrible sight.
"Oh God," She said, grabbing her face. There was red blood all over the place.*
She woke up from the horrible dream that was haunting her in her sleep. She had tears flowing softly down her cheeks. She looked at the clock. 8:27 A. M was what it read. She had to be at work by nine. Jiro, she thought. Why are you haunting me like this? As she took a quick shower and got ready,
all she thought was about the dream.
Who was that man? Who was the man who killed Jiro? I hope, she thought, this isn't one of those dreams which become reality. That become prophecy. She changed into her uniform which was a tight white short shirt dress, belted to reveal her tiny waist and narrow hips and opened an extra button or two to reveal few inches of her cleavage. She wore white stockings that were below her knees. She wore a perfect amount of perfume and make up. She wouldn't really wear make up because her beauty was natural but hey, there's a first time to everything.
She also wore a white head band. She got out the bathroom and got her white bag with everything she needs. Her father was already down stairs with her brother. He looked very happy.
"I'm going to Hiiramisho's house!" He said, happily. Hiiramisho was his best friend. He was a sweet boy with a kind heart just like Masaru.
She smiled at her brother, " That's good. Did you eat breakfast?" She asked.
"Yup!" Her brother said, happily. It made her happy to him that way.
"Are you going to eat breakfast, Mitsuko?" Her father asked her.
"No. I'm not hungry," She replied.
"Are you sure sweetheart? Not even a cup of orange juice?" He said, in a worried tone.
"No, it's okay. I'll be okay," She insisted.
"If your sure then, I'm going to take Masaru to Hiiramisho's house and you to work. I'll drop you off first," He said to Mitsuko and she nodded.
Her father was a very sweet man but sometimes he just won't get it. Masaru grinned and put on his book bag. Her father grabbed the keys and they went outside. It was a beautiful spring morning. The sweet aroma from the cherry blossom trees around her house was everywhere. A smell so foreign to her that only came by once a year. Or at least this was a time where the smell was more beautiful then the rest of the seasons. She had rose bushes and every type of flower or plant could be found around her house.
The grass was a beautiful green, the cherry blossom trees moved to the left slightly with the wind spreading about it's beautiful aroma, a few petals from the cherry blossom trees danced around her, the sun shined brightly above them, the birds were singing a beautiful melody, the squirrels played around the trees, a mother bird was laying on her eggs while her husband nearby was getting a few twigs to decorate their nest, a bunny was hoping around the rose bushes, and few butterflies flied over the daisies. It was beautiful sight.
A peaceful brick mansion. Very beautiful and welcoming. One could from far could even see the carefully taken cared of mansion and HUGE garden all around it. A tall black gate protected their house. Masaru giggled as a petal laid on his nose and she giggled as well. heir father smiled. His happiness was his children. Who he had spend so many years apart from and he wanted to spend as much time with them. For now Mitsuko was not a child but yet not a women.
She was still his little girl under his eyes. She didn't complain of course. Masaru was still a little boy to him. For he was a little boy. And to see them laugh, well that was a blessing to him. Every day of his life he would thank God for giving him such beautiful children filled with laughter, kindness, and so much more. He loved his children for what father wouldn't? They were his pride and joy.
And of course, some mistake of his own almost cost them their lives. But not anymore. He was still an inventor and such but mostly the most beautiful role of his life and of course most importantly, he was a father. Masaru knelt and picked up a daisy and gave it to his sister. She smiled.
"Thank you," She said. He nodded and grinned. Even if her brother could be such a pest and such a child, she still loved him. She had a beautiful bond with him that would never be broken.
They got in the car. And her father drove to the hospital she worked at that was just a few blocks away. He stopped the car in front of the gate and pulled down the window. He dialed a few buttons and the gate opened and he drove on, making sure the gate closed. He drove for about three minutes and drove past the hospital's gates and into the entrance.
"All right. Thank you father and take care Masaru. Play nicely okay? I'll be back by three or four o'clock, okay? Bye," She said giving both her father and brother a soft peck on the cheek.
"Okay honey! Take care!" Her father said.
"I will! Bye!" Masaru said and returned the peck. She smiled and watched the car drive away from her. She put on the jacket for there was a cold breeze about. She, in dismay, walked into the hospital. The first floor was pretty big.
If you ever saw a picture of the whole staff, you'll notice that she is the only one in good shape out of all the women. All the rest of nurses are in their forties or thirties. Everyone in the staff were old except for her, Misaru, and Dr. Takisho. It was a beautiful hospital but she still didn't like it, of course. She walked to a counter where one of her friends, Naomi Shimoura, a thirty-nine year old sweet lady, was behind. She looked bored and she was curling her very straight auburn colored hair with her pencil.
"Hello," Mitsuko said and Naomi immediately came out of her boredom and smiled at her young friend.
" Mitsuko! I was waiting for you. Oh guess what?" She said, trying to hold a giggle. Mitsuko raised her eyebrows.
"Is it good or bad news?" Mitsuko asked, cautiously.
"Um, somewhat," Naomi replied.
"Oh. Ugh, so what is it?" Mitsuko said.
"Mitsuko, your just a little girl. Your not even twenty. A young and sweet girl like you shouldn't frown. It'll give you wrinkles. Oh yes about the news. Misaru wants to talk to you in his office," Naomi said and giggled. Oh no, she thought. I'll never have a good morning. Mitsuko frowned.
"Oh why Naomi? Did he tell you?" She asked in dismay.
"No, he just said to go to his office when you arrived," Naomi said.
"All right then. See you at lunch," Mitsuko said in dismay.
"Hey, it's not like your in trouble," Naomi teased and giggled. Mitsuko gave her a look that said leave-me-alone and Naomi laughed. Mitsuko took the elevator to the third floor where her and Misaru's office was at.
She walked for while, trying to avoid spending too much time with Misaru as possible, until, to her dismay, she stood in front of a tall oak door with the name MISARU YAMAZAKI on it. She sighed and knocked on the door. " Come in," She heard a Misaru's sweet voice say and she went inside. He was sitting behind his oak desk, typing something on his computer and writing some notes on a piece of paper as he talked on the phone.
"All right, bye Mr. Doudijou," He said and hung the phone, " darling, how are you?" He asked, turning his whole attention at her.
"Just fine, Misaru. How about you?" She asked. She was always taught to be respectful and kind to others no matter how much you despise them. Misaru was one of them.
"Great! Oh me? I'm doing good, thanks. You must be wondering why I called you this morning," He said looking deep into her eyes. Why is he making this so hard for himself, she thought. It's simple. Just state the business and I'll be on my way. Then we're both happy. Well, she thought, maybe me. You wouldn't. Misaru, she thought. She nodded and rolled her eyes, thanking God he didn't notice that one.
"Well, yesterday you were looking for this Jiro who you state to be your brother. Well, when you guys left, I had a chat with you father. I, if you don't mind, asked about this Jiro," He said. Her eyes widened. Could have her father said something that shouldn't be said about Jiro?
"What did he tell you?" She asked, nervously.
"Oh nothing I didn't know. He only showed me a picture of Jiro. He had his arm around your shoulders, you had your arm around his waist, and Masaru was in front of you. You had your hand on Masaru's shoulder. Your dad was in front of Jiro. It was a cute family picture. Well, I'll just tell you what I wanted to tell you. This morning an injured young man came here. By the picture, I could recognize the boy as Jiro-" He said but was interrupted. Her hearts stopped. She felt a mixture of shock and happiness. She jumped up.
"You mean it, Misaru! Where is he Misaru? Please tell me! I want to see him! I want to nurse my bo- I mean, my brother back to health. Please, Misaru!" She said, quickly and desperately. He raised his eyebrows and smiled.
"Your lucky. He's waiting for someone to attend him and well, I'm leaving him up to you. Feel free to take him home tonight if you like. He just came here a few minutes before you. So go to room 17 in the first floor," Misaru said. And to her surprise, she was so happy, that she hugged Misaru tightly.
"Oh thank you Misaru! Thank you!" She said, feeling tears form in her eyes.
"Your welcome," He said, smiling. She smiled back at him and grabbed her bag and went out the room.
Oh Jiro, she thought. Pretty soon, I'm going to see you again. We're going to be happy together. We're going to be able to love each other again. Like in the old days. She giggled, as she took the elevator down to the first floor. Old days? That's something Hattori or her father would say. She walked past a few quiet hall and stopped in front of a tall oak door. She hesitated.
How would he react? Would he run from her? She put her hand on the knob and thought for a while. Only once in a life time. Take it or leave, Mitsuko, she thought. She turned the knob cautiously and pushed the door open.
There a young man sat on a chair. He was looking at the floor. She could see his jacket had a few blood and dirt stains. It broke her heart to see him like that.
"Jiro," She said softly and stood in front of him. His attention went on the beautiful young lady in front of him. She saw as his eyes widened and he gasped.
"Mitsuko? What are- I mean do you work here?" He asked, standing up. She could see he was very weak. His eyes were wide and he looked worried and shocked. He looked deep into her eyes.
"Jiro, sit down. Your in no condition to be standing up. Jiro, where have you been? Are you okay? Don't be stubborn. Sit down," She said, making him sit constantly when he tried to get up. She knelt in front of him and examined him. It was still hard to believe that the man she loved was sitting right in front of her. So long has her heart wanted to see. She was so happy. but why were there blood stains? Jiro is a humanoid so he can't bleed? Or can he? Is it possible? So, he did cry once. That was unbelievable. But actually bleed?
"Mitsuko, it's a long story. I don't know where to start," He said, putting his hand on her left cheek. She blushed. His hands didn't have his usual gloves and she was so surprised to feel the warmth from his touch.
"Jiro, I have all my life to live. Believe me, I think you could tell me this long story and it'll turn out it wasn't that long," She said, " but first, I got to check your wounds."
She had to take off his jacket and shirt. She saw a certain wound that worried her, even if it was the just a tiny wound. She walked a cabinet and found some white gloves which she put on. Jiro just stared at her with no expression. She laid a hand on his shoulder and gasped. His skin! It was so soft! As if it was real. He looked at her with a worried expression.
"What's wrong? Oh, that. Yeah, I got to tell you something that might sound surprising," He said. While she cured is wounds, he told her everything that has occurred in his life since the promise. From his brothers and sisters to how he became human. It was an astonishing story. It was so sad. He looked to sad. He felt very tormented. She hugged her Jiro, softly.
"Oh Jiro," She said. She felt cold tears on her shoulder as her love cried. He slipped his arms around her waist. It was like the only thing that mattered to them was each other. They comforted one another just by being close to each other. No word could ever describe this moment. Their actions was what mattered.
"Your coming home. I want you with me. I'll help you become stronger," She said, as she saw him calm down. She looked up at him as he stood straight but kept his arms around her.
"Mitsuko, I don't want to hurt you," He said, softly. His eyes, she thought. They don't show any sort of emotion.
"Your not hurting me. I was hurt without you but know I feel better. I need you Jiro. Now, all we need is each other," She said. She did something she didn't think she'll be able to do again. She leaned closer to him and kissed him softly. To her surprise, he actually returned the kiss. She felt all these emotions that she couldn't put her finger on. Must of all, she felt love. She got what she wanted. His love and affection. All she ever wanted was already given to her. An early Christmas present, you can say. All given to her in a neat parcel.
"Is this a sort of affection? To touch someone's lips with their own?" He asked.
She smiled. So innocent, she thought. Exactly like a child." Yes, Jiro," She said and now, he, was the one who kissed her. She felt butterflies in her stomach. A sort of excitement grew deep inside her. Everything, she thought, is going to go back to normal. Just like in a fairy tale. Or so she thought. *
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NOTE: Hope you guys liked it! Once again, I apologize for making this chapter so short! A chapter is coming up though. I might have to change the rating if you know what I mean. Review and tell me If I should add this 'scene' to chapter six! I respect everyone's thought to add this 'scene,' so please tell me if I should. I'm not sure of this yet though because I'm not so good at these 'scene.' Hope you guys get what I'm saying!
Bye,
me
(P. S I won't add chapter six until I get your reviews on this certain 'scene.' I just care so much about my fans, I don't want to make a bad choice to add this and lose fans. You guys mean lots to me! So please review! Oh yeah, some people left some complaints that they couldn't read my story because I wasn't pressing ENTER after a different person spoke. I'm sorry! I'm new to this! So hang on there! Ch. Six and above will be good! I promise! Sorry for making this note so long!)
I don't own Kikaider in any way. I also don't own
any songs or stories mentioned here. Any questions or comments
please feel free to E-mail me at moondaisygirl07@aol.com
or you can also contact me at noelsari@aol.com.
You can IM me if you wish and
if you have time, please
review!
Oh and thank you guys so much! Jchan401 thanks for your help! Sorry for only putting chapter five. I just need to make some corrections on chapter six! Keep on reviewing and I'll keep on adding chapters! This is great! I love this chapter! I worked hard on it!
Chapter Five
Lost and Found
*Everything was like phantasmagoria. She could see Jiro sitting on a rock by the lake playing his guitar at night. She got close to Jiro and he looked up.
"Mitsuko, don't look at me. Go away," He said softly hurt. He looked sad and was about to get up.
"No, Jiro, I need you! Don't run anymore!" She said, grabbing him by the end of his denim coat. He looked deep into her eyes. She hugged him.
" I don't want to make you suffer. Run Mitsuko. Don't stay here," He said, grabbing her by the shoulders. She shook her head. I'm with Jiro now. I'm never going to leave you here alone.
"I don't want to run. I want to stay with you," She said, holding his hand and he shook his head. He took five steps away from her and she saw a man that looked so familiar in back of Jiro with a gun. He shoot Jiro right on the left temple. It was a horrible sight.
"Oh God," She said, grabbing her face. There was red blood all over the place.*
She woke up from the horrible dream that was haunting her in her sleep. She had tears flowing softly down her cheeks. She looked at the clock. 8:27 A. M was what it read. She had to be at work by nine. Jiro, she thought. Why are you haunting me like this? As she took a quick shower and got ready,
all she thought was about the dream.
Who was that man? Who was the man who killed Jiro? I hope, she thought, this isn't one of those dreams which become reality. That become prophecy. She changed into her uniform which was a tight white short shirt dress, belted to reveal her tiny waist and narrow hips and opened an extra button or two to reveal few inches of her cleavage. She wore white stockings that were below her knees. She wore a perfect amount of perfume and make up. She wouldn't really wear make up because her beauty was natural but hey, there's a first time to everything.
She also wore a white head band. She got out the bathroom and got her white bag with everything she needs. Her father was already down stairs with her brother. He looked very happy.
"I'm going to Hiiramisho's house!" He said, happily. Hiiramisho was his best friend. He was a sweet boy with a kind heart just like Masaru.
She smiled at her brother, " That's good. Did you eat breakfast?" She asked.
"Yup!" Her brother said, happily. It made her happy to him that way.
"Are you going to eat breakfast, Mitsuko?" Her father asked her.
"No. I'm not hungry," She replied.
"Are you sure sweetheart? Not even a cup of orange juice?" He said, in a worried tone.
"No, it's okay. I'll be okay," She insisted.
"If your sure then, I'm going to take Masaru to Hiiramisho's house and you to work. I'll drop you off first," He said to Mitsuko and she nodded.
Her father was a very sweet man but sometimes he just won't get it. Masaru grinned and put on his book bag. Her father grabbed the keys and they went outside. It was a beautiful spring morning. The sweet aroma from the cherry blossom trees around her house was everywhere. A smell so foreign to her that only came by once a year. Or at least this was a time where the smell was more beautiful then the rest of the seasons. She had rose bushes and every type of flower or plant could be found around her house.
The grass was a beautiful green, the cherry blossom trees moved to the left slightly with the wind spreading about it's beautiful aroma, a few petals from the cherry blossom trees danced around her, the sun shined brightly above them, the birds were singing a beautiful melody, the squirrels played around the trees, a mother bird was laying on her eggs while her husband nearby was getting a few twigs to decorate their nest, a bunny was hoping around the rose bushes, and few butterflies flied over the daisies. It was beautiful sight.
A peaceful brick mansion. Very beautiful and welcoming. One could from far could even see the carefully taken cared of mansion and HUGE garden all around it. A tall black gate protected their house. Masaru giggled as a petal laid on his nose and she giggled as well. heir father smiled. His happiness was his children. Who he had spend so many years apart from and he wanted to spend as much time with them. For now Mitsuko was not a child but yet not a women.
She was still his little girl under his eyes. She didn't complain of course. Masaru was still a little boy to him. For he was a little boy. And to see them laugh, well that was a blessing to him. Every day of his life he would thank God for giving him such beautiful children filled with laughter, kindness, and so much more. He loved his children for what father wouldn't? They were his pride and joy.
And of course, some mistake of his own almost cost them their lives. But not anymore. He was still an inventor and such but mostly the most beautiful role of his life and of course most importantly, he was a father. Masaru knelt and picked up a daisy and gave it to his sister. She smiled.
"Thank you," She said. He nodded and grinned. Even if her brother could be such a pest and such a child, she still loved him. She had a beautiful bond with him that would never be broken.
They got in the car. And her father drove to the hospital she worked at that was just a few blocks away. He stopped the car in front of the gate and pulled down the window. He dialed a few buttons and the gate opened and he drove on, making sure the gate closed. He drove for about three minutes and drove past the hospital's gates and into the entrance.
"All right. Thank you father and take care Masaru. Play nicely okay? I'll be back by three or four o'clock, okay? Bye," She said giving both her father and brother a soft peck on the cheek.
"Okay honey! Take care!" Her father said.
"I will! Bye!" Masaru said and returned the peck. She smiled and watched the car drive away from her. She put on the jacket for there was a cold breeze about. She, in dismay, walked into the hospital. The first floor was pretty big.
If you ever saw a picture of the whole staff, you'll notice that she is the only one in good shape out of all the women. All the rest of nurses are in their forties or thirties. Everyone in the staff were old except for her, Misaru, and Dr. Takisho. It was a beautiful hospital but she still didn't like it, of course. She walked to a counter where one of her friends, Naomi Shimoura, a thirty-nine year old sweet lady, was behind. She looked bored and she was curling her very straight auburn colored hair with her pencil.
"Hello," Mitsuko said and Naomi immediately came out of her boredom and smiled at her young friend.
" Mitsuko! I was waiting for you. Oh guess what?" She said, trying to hold a giggle. Mitsuko raised her eyebrows.
"Is it good or bad news?" Mitsuko asked, cautiously.
"Um, somewhat," Naomi replied.
"Oh. Ugh, so what is it?" Mitsuko said.
"Mitsuko, your just a little girl. Your not even twenty. A young and sweet girl like you shouldn't frown. It'll give you wrinkles. Oh yes about the news. Misaru wants to talk to you in his office," Naomi said and giggled. Oh no, she thought. I'll never have a good morning. Mitsuko frowned.
"Oh why Naomi? Did he tell you?" She asked in dismay.
"No, he just said to go to his office when you arrived," Naomi said.
"All right then. See you at lunch," Mitsuko said in dismay.
"Hey, it's not like your in trouble," Naomi teased and giggled. Mitsuko gave her a look that said leave-me-alone and Naomi laughed. Mitsuko took the elevator to the third floor where her and Misaru's office was at.
She walked for while, trying to avoid spending too much time with Misaru as possible, until, to her dismay, she stood in front of a tall oak door with the name MISARU YAMAZAKI on it. She sighed and knocked on the door. " Come in," She heard a Misaru's sweet voice say and she went inside. He was sitting behind his oak desk, typing something on his computer and writing some notes on a piece of paper as he talked on the phone.
"All right, bye Mr. Doudijou," He said and hung the phone, " darling, how are you?" He asked, turning his whole attention at her.
"Just fine, Misaru. How about you?" She asked. She was always taught to be respectful and kind to others no matter how much you despise them. Misaru was one of them.
"Great! Oh me? I'm doing good, thanks. You must be wondering why I called you this morning," He said looking deep into her eyes. Why is he making this so hard for himself, she thought. It's simple. Just state the business and I'll be on my way. Then we're both happy. Well, she thought, maybe me. You wouldn't. Misaru, she thought. She nodded and rolled her eyes, thanking God he didn't notice that one.
"Well, yesterday you were looking for this Jiro who you state to be your brother. Well, when you guys left, I had a chat with you father. I, if you don't mind, asked about this Jiro," He said. Her eyes widened. Could have her father said something that shouldn't be said about Jiro?
"What did he tell you?" She asked, nervously.
"Oh nothing I didn't know. He only showed me a picture of Jiro. He had his arm around your shoulders, you had your arm around his waist, and Masaru was in front of you. You had your hand on Masaru's shoulder. Your dad was in front of Jiro. It was a cute family picture. Well, I'll just tell you what I wanted to tell you. This morning an injured young man came here. By the picture, I could recognize the boy as Jiro-" He said but was interrupted. Her hearts stopped. She felt a mixture of shock and happiness. She jumped up.
"You mean it, Misaru! Where is he Misaru? Please tell me! I want to see him! I want to nurse my bo- I mean, my brother back to health. Please, Misaru!" She said, quickly and desperately. He raised his eyebrows and smiled.
"Your lucky. He's waiting for someone to attend him and well, I'm leaving him up to you. Feel free to take him home tonight if you like. He just came here a few minutes before you. So go to room 17 in the first floor," Misaru said. And to her surprise, she was so happy, that she hugged Misaru tightly.
"Oh thank you Misaru! Thank you!" She said, feeling tears form in her eyes.
"Your welcome," He said, smiling. She smiled back at him and grabbed her bag and went out the room.
Oh Jiro, she thought. Pretty soon, I'm going to see you again. We're going to be happy together. We're going to be able to love each other again. Like in the old days. She giggled, as she took the elevator down to the first floor. Old days? That's something Hattori or her father would say. She walked past a few quiet hall and stopped in front of a tall oak door. She hesitated.
How would he react? Would he run from her? She put her hand on the knob and thought for a while. Only once in a life time. Take it or leave, Mitsuko, she thought. She turned the knob cautiously and pushed the door open.
There a young man sat on a chair. He was looking at the floor. She could see his jacket had a few blood and dirt stains. It broke her heart to see him like that.
"Jiro," She said softly and stood in front of him. His attention went on the beautiful young lady in front of him. She saw as his eyes widened and he gasped.
"Mitsuko? What are- I mean do you work here?" He asked, standing up. She could see he was very weak. His eyes were wide and he looked worried and shocked. He looked deep into her eyes.
"Jiro, sit down. Your in no condition to be standing up. Jiro, where have you been? Are you okay? Don't be stubborn. Sit down," She said, making him sit constantly when he tried to get up. She knelt in front of him and examined him. It was still hard to believe that the man she loved was sitting right in front of her. So long has her heart wanted to see. She was so happy. but why were there blood stains? Jiro is a humanoid so he can't bleed? Or can he? Is it possible? So, he did cry once. That was unbelievable. But actually bleed?
"Mitsuko, it's a long story. I don't know where to start," He said, putting his hand on her left cheek. She blushed. His hands didn't have his usual gloves and she was so surprised to feel the warmth from his touch.
"Jiro, I have all my life to live. Believe me, I think you could tell me this long story and it'll turn out it wasn't that long," She said, " but first, I got to check your wounds."
She had to take off his jacket and shirt. She saw a certain wound that worried her, even if it was the just a tiny wound. She walked a cabinet and found some white gloves which she put on. Jiro just stared at her with no expression. She laid a hand on his shoulder and gasped. His skin! It was so soft! As if it was real. He looked at her with a worried expression.
"What's wrong? Oh, that. Yeah, I got to tell you something that might sound surprising," He said. While she cured is wounds, he told her everything that has occurred in his life since the promise. From his brothers and sisters to how he became human. It was an astonishing story. It was so sad. He looked to sad. He felt very tormented. She hugged her Jiro, softly.
"Oh Jiro," She said. She felt cold tears on her shoulder as her love cried. He slipped his arms around her waist. It was like the only thing that mattered to them was each other. They comforted one another just by being close to each other. No word could ever describe this moment. Their actions was what mattered.
"Your coming home. I want you with me. I'll help you become stronger," She said, as she saw him calm down. She looked up at him as he stood straight but kept his arms around her.
"Mitsuko, I don't want to hurt you," He said, softly. His eyes, she thought. They don't show any sort of emotion.
"Your not hurting me. I was hurt without you but know I feel better. I need you Jiro. Now, all we need is each other," She said. She did something she didn't think she'll be able to do again. She leaned closer to him and kissed him softly. To her surprise, he actually returned the kiss. She felt all these emotions that she couldn't put her finger on. Must of all, she felt love. She got what she wanted. His love and affection. All she ever wanted was already given to her. An early Christmas present, you can say. All given to her in a neat parcel.
"Is this a sort of affection? To touch someone's lips with their own?" He asked.
She smiled. So innocent, she thought. Exactly like a child." Yes, Jiro," She said and now, he, was the one who kissed her. She felt butterflies in her stomach. A sort of excitement grew deep inside her. Everything, she thought, is going to go back to normal. Just like in a fairy tale. Or so she thought. *
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NOTE: Hope you guys liked it! Once again, I apologize for making this chapter so short! A chapter is coming up though. I might have to change the rating if you know what I mean. Review and tell me If I should add this 'scene' to chapter six! I respect everyone's thought to add this 'scene,' so please tell me if I should. I'm not sure of this yet though because I'm not so good at these 'scene.' Hope you guys get what I'm saying!
Bye,
me
(P. S I won't add chapter six until I get your reviews on this certain 'scene.' I just care so much about my fans, I don't want to make a bad choice to add this and lose fans. You guys mean lots to me! So please review! Oh yeah, some people left some complaints that they couldn't read my story because I wasn't pressing ENTER after a different person spoke. I'm sorry! I'm new to this! So hang on there! Ch. Six and above will be good! I promise! Sorry for making this note so long!)