All right! Wee! I've finally written the second part to darling.
Izzy: People seem to like it, and anyways, you can't just make it stop where I die!
Yolie: But you didn't die!
Izzy: I know that and you and Miaa know that, but the people reading this don't.
Miaa: Well, now you know.
What happened last: Suddenly, a large bomb dropped on their boat, exploding on impact.
'Wait for me' was the last thing Izzy thought.
Darling
"Yolie. You have to look at this." Kari said solemnly.
Yolie turned, eyeing her distraught friend. Her eyes dropped to the newspaper, which Kari had given to her.
Headline:
RUSSIA BOMBS JAPANESE BOATS
The article continued, until she noticed the missing/dead people list. She skimmed down the names.
And there it was. Izzy Izumi. He was dead.
"But, he promised" She managed to say before breaking down.
Yolie wouldn't allow a funeral. She couldn't bear it. All her hopes and dreams, gone.
3 weeks later, Kari grabbed Yolie, "You know what you need? A vacation! It's this hill. We need to clear your mind. TK bought tickets to New York City, to let all your hopes and dreams alone for a while and have fun!"
Yolie really didn't have a choice, so she went along with them.
*********Time Whoosh**********
Izzy opened his eyes, "What happened?"
He was in a cabin. He looked over to his right, finding an old woman tending to a large gash on his side.
"I don't know. I hoped you'd tell me. I go for a jog along the beach, and I find you unconscious in the sand." She replied, not looking up.
"I can't remember. All I can recall was a dark, dreadful place, but there was a light… somewhere…Yolie!" He jumped at the remembrance, but then felt his wound take over his emotions.
"Take it easy. So, what's your name?" She asked, serving him some hot soup.
"Izzy. Izzy Izumi. Who are you?" He asked, still pondering his memory.
"Call me Jade."
The next few weeks were slow recovery. But soon, he was walking, only having to limp a little. One thing that had not changed, however, was that he still could not remember why he had left Yolie. He remembered bits and pieces of the leaving scene, but just barely. But why had he left? Where did he promise he'd come back from?
*********Time Whoosh**********
Lonely and unwanted, Yolie made her way downtown with Kari and TK, who was enjoying the trip a whole lot more than she was. As they entered another store, Yolie told them she'd meet them later. She walked don the busy streets, which seemed all too far away from her.
Yolie couldn't shake him from her mind.
'I'm never, never going to see him again? But, I remember… the way he always looked at me and smiled… he always told the truth… I just miss the texture if his hair, the soft plush of his read hair against my shin… He promised… but he's gone. He lied! He lied to me!'
Silent tears fell from her eyes, but no one stopped to dry them.
'Izzy would have. He would have told me, "Yolie, you're to beautiful to cry. Please, stop crying, before I cry for you." Then we'd start crying together, until I couldn't bear to watch him cry for me any longer. He was always so distraught when I cried, like it was the end of the world. Izzy, I love you. Come back! You didn't deserve it! You don't deserve to die! Let me die too!'
The world around her was bleak, gray, and hopeless. Yolie was walking like a blind, drunken man. She remained silent, but she was screaming inside.
Out of the blue, (Or rather, gray) a flash of red caught her eye. Instinctively, she jerked her head up. But nothing was there. All was still bland and helpless.
'Great, now I'm seeing things. Seeing Izzy. This is too much. Don't do this to me. Enough Hallucinations. Make it stop!'
That was the 3rd time she'd "seen" him that day. Luckily, Kari and TK showed up, and the 3 of them went to a coffee shop.
*********Time Whoosh**********
Jade had decided that it was probably time to ring him back to reality, and brought him through the streets of New York City, near her cabin. Izzy thought he'd never seen this many people ever, but then, his memory was tweaked a bit.
All he could think about was this Yolie, and how he left her. But he didn't know when, where, or why. He was thankful that he at least remembered their names. Small things came back to him, like what his favorite ice cream was. But no memory came with it.
Jade had bought him some other clothes than the rags he had been walking around in, now unrecognizable. She was very sweet, but couldn't help him in what he really needed. Sometimes she said that he had a Japanese accent, but he told her he didn't know Japanese. Or maybe he did?
Yolie entered his thoughts again. She often did.
'Yolie, where are you? I love you. I don't know why, but I remember seeing your face. So happy, but then suddenly so hurt. I was leaving. But man, where to? Did you love me? Do you? Area you married? Did you cut your hair? I hope not. It's beautiful this way. Wait for me. That's what I told you, didn't I? And you said- I don't know what you said. Geeze, why can't I remember? I'm sure you're voice is beautiful, just like you. I bet-' His thoughts were broken, when Jade asked him something.
"What?" He asked, blushing a little.
"I asked if you wanted to go to another store, or would you rather go home?" She smiled, just like a warm grandmother.
"Let's go home." Izzy said, smiling at the small, but tough, old lady.
*********Time Whoosh**********
A few days later, Yolie left the hotel they were staying at, saying she was going out of a walk. It was getting dark, but that didn't stop the stream of people.
The slightly chilly weather enveloped her body, and she smiled, breathing in the semi-polluted air. Not beautiful, but it was different than at home. Where everything felt, smelled, and tasted like Izzy. Here, was different, strange from what she was used to. For the best, though.
She stopped in a small diner, called the La Mien Alcove. She wasn't very good at French, but her English was fair. Hopefully, she wouldn't have to talk much. She sat in a booth, far in the back, and awaited her waiter. (Sad joke, I know)
When he arrived, she ordered a Latté (I don't know how to spell it) and sat back in her chair.
And once again, she saw a rustling red head. Yolie shook her head, trying to get rid of the image of her head. But it became larger, as the waiter revealed the head to have shoulders, a body, and legs. He was walking with a woman, clearly worn out.
*********Time Whoosh**********
Izzy and Jade had been looking all over New York City, looking for someone named Yolie. In every phone book, on the Internet, but no one by that name. He didn't seem to be anywhere either.
They had stopped at La Mien Alcove for a bite to eat before heading back home. Izzy was discouraged, but wanted to have hope. Be strong. For Jade, if no one else.
Izzy sat down in a booth, opposite Jade, and started to speak when a young woman with long, violet hair ran up to them.
"Izzy? Izzy, it that you?" She said exasperatedly in Japanese.
But he understood. He knew Japanese after all. He glanced at Jade, who beamed, tears in her eyes, although she had no ideas what the woman had said.
He took another look at the girl. She had small glasses, long, purple hair, and chocolate brown eyes. It was Yolie.
"Yolie? Are you Yolie?" I answered back in Japanese.
Her eyes were brimmed with tears, and she flung herself on him, "Yes! Izzy! It's me! Yolie! The papers said you were dead! Izzy, oh, I missed you so much! I can't believe it's you!"
She kissed him on the lips, which caused him to blush, but enjoyed it anyways.
*********Time Whoosh**********
He pushed her away gently and asked, "Yolie? What are you talking about?"
Yolie realized that the old woman had conveniently left.
'He, he doesn't know? Does he remember? Does he still love me? Oh, I can't believe I kissed him!' She thought, mentally smacking herself.
"Izzy, it's me, Yolie. Don't you remember?" She asked, horrified.
He replied, "I remember you, but why was I in the papers? Why did I leave you? I love you, but I don't remember anything else."
She sighed, relived that he still loved her, "Izzy, you went away to war! WW3, remember? You went 3 years ago. You left in a helicopter, and you promised me that you'd come back, that I waited for you. I waited Izzy, and you finally came back!"
*********Time Whoosh**********
Suddenly, he remembered. He remembered everything. That the bomb dropped, as he blacked out.
He whispered, "And you said, 'I promise Izzy. I'll wait for you."
Her eyes sparkled, and she let tears of joy fall. She lunged at him once again, and whispered, "I love you" as they pulled each other into a long and happy moment.
End
Done! Much better then the first ending, don't you think? Yeah, I decided this was a second chapter, not a sequel.
Izzy: Am I really THAT sad?
Yolie: Hey! I thought it was beautiful!
Miaa: Besides, would you rather it be Kenyako or Koumi?
Both: No!
Miaa: KOUYAKO FOREVER!!! Bye! ~Miaa