A/N: *kicks self* ; ; I'm so sorry... its been so long since I
updated... and I blame school *burns it* well here's the much awaited next
chapter ^_^; enjoy!
Arashi laid her head down on the soft mattress on her bed. She had been sitting on the floor looking through a photo album Yuzuriha had put together, but she grew weary and tired with regret.
She began to sob silently, longing to hear Sorata's gentile voice again.
"Nee-chan... why are you crying?" echoed a voice in her head.
"B-... Because I'm alone and... I miss you so much... Why did you leave me?"
"I was destined to die..."
"But I can't stand to be without you!"
"You're not without me... You'll always have a part of me with you..."
Arashi placed a hand over the bulge growing out of her stomach. "I wish you could see it grow up..." she said to the voice. She slowly began to drift off to sleep.
*~*~*
Sorata stepped out of the train station in Shinjuku, which to his surprise, was still standing. The summer sky was clear blue and some birds were chirping on nearby buildings. It was the perfect day to meet his maiden... if he knew where the hell she lived. Aside from that, nothing in the world could stop him. Though he wasn't aware of a pair of murderous red eyes staring at him.
// You and I in a little toy shop //
// Buy a bag of balloons //
// With the money we've brought //
// Set them free at the break of dawn //
// 'Til one by one they were gone //
He took his first step onto the sidewalk and felt something. After the "Fuma" incident, he had lost the power to control lightning, yet he could still sense empowered beings... and artificial ones. He could feel heat; it was burning the back of his neck. He turned around and spotted it.
// Back at base, bugs in the software //
// Flash the message //
// "Something's out there" //
// Floating in the summer sky //
// 99 red balloons go by //
Sorata uttered one single word before he bolted down the street.
"Shit."
// 99 red balloons //
// Floating in the summer sky //
// Panic bells, it's red alert //
// There's something here //
// From somewhere else //
The Shiki jolted from the spot and began running after him. If he caught up, Sorata was defenseless. There was no way in hell he could let himself die on the first day of his mission of love. Damnit, he hated being a regular human being.
// The war machine springs to life //
// Opens up one eager eye //
// Focusing it on the sky //
// Where 99 red balloons go by //
His heart was beating so fast as he turned down into a marketplace. It was a good thing that he was still in shape; otherwise he'd be dead. He knew he couldn't run all day but DAMN! The street was busy enough that he could blend into the crowds. He was weaving his way through the mass of people when something grabbed his arm. He was dead.
// 99 decision street //
// 99 ministers meet //
// To worry, worry super scurry //
// Call the troops out in a hurry! //
"Sorata-san, please come with me!" a familiar voice called to him. Sorata turned around and came face to face with someone he'd thought he wouldn't see for a very long time.
// 'This is what we've waited for! //
// This is it boys! This is war!' //
// The president is on the line //
// As 99 red balloons go by //
"K-K-Kamui!?" Sorata gasped. He was soon being pulled into a small Chinese restaurant. He looked back over his shoulder watching for the Shiki. It seemed lost and disoriented in the crowd of people.
"Don't worry, he can't find you in here," Kamui assured him, "This place is being protected by Hinoto's spirit. I'm not quite sure if she's alive or not..."
// 99 knights of the air //
// Are super high-tech jet fighters //
// Everyone's a silver hero //
// Everyone's a Captain Kirk //
Kamui ordered two bowls of chow mein at the counter. The youth at the register brought the order the cook, who was a bit on the chubby side. Once the bowls were ready he brought them to a table and him and Sorata sat down.
// With orders to identify //
// Clarify and classify //
// Scrambling in the summer sky //
// 99 red balloons go by //
"Um... how much do I owe you?" Sorata asked. Kamui waved his hand in protest.
"No, no it's on me..." Kamui's face became serious. "Sorata... we need to talk... about why you're here... about Arashi..."
Sorata's heart sank, as he prayed that nothing had happened to her.
// 99 dreams I have had //
// And every one a red balloon //
// It's all over and I'm standing pretty //
// In this dust that was a city //
// If I could find a souvenir //
// Just to prove the world was here //
// And here is a red balloon //
// I think of you and let it go... //
A/N: well... was it good for being horribly late? ^_^; And Mawee... I'm sry Garage didn't pop up. And for those of you who are wondering who the hell Garage is... it's a long long long long story... anywho R+R PWEASE!
Arashi laid her head down on the soft mattress on her bed. She had been sitting on the floor looking through a photo album Yuzuriha had put together, but she grew weary and tired with regret.
She began to sob silently, longing to hear Sorata's gentile voice again.
"Nee-chan... why are you crying?" echoed a voice in her head.
"B-... Because I'm alone and... I miss you so much... Why did you leave me?"
"I was destined to die..."
"But I can't stand to be without you!"
"You're not without me... You'll always have a part of me with you..."
Arashi placed a hand over the bulge growing out of her stomach. "I wish you could see it grow up..." she said to the voice. She slowly began to drift off to sleep.
*~*~*
Sorata stepped out of the train station in Shinjuku, which to his surprise, was still standing. The summer sky was clear blue and some birds were chirping on nearby buildings. It was the perfect day to meet his maiden... if he knew where the hell she lived. Aside from that, nothing in the world could stop him. Though he wasn't aware of a pair of murderous red eyes staring at him.
// You and I in a little toy shop //
// Buy a bag of balloons //
// With the money we've brought //
// Set them free at the break of dawn //
// 'Til one by one they were gone //
He took his first step onto the sidewalk and felt something. After the "Fuma" incident, he had lost the power to control lightning, yet he could still sense empowered beings... and artificial ones. He could feel heat; it was burning the back of his neck. He turned around and spotted it.
// Back at base, bugs in the software //
// Flash the message //
// "Something's out there" //
// Floating in the summer sky //
// 99 red balloons go by //
Sorata uttered one single word before he bolted down the street.
"Shit."
// 99 red balloons //
// Floating in the summer sky //
// Panic bells, it's red alert //
// There's something here //
// From somewhere else //
The Shiki jolted from the spot and began running after him. If he caught up, Sorata was defenseless. There was no way in hell he could let himself die on the first day of his mission of love. Damnit, he hated being a regular human being.
// The war machine springs to life //
// Opens up one eager eye //
// Focusing it on the sky //
// Where 99 red balloons go by //
His heart was beating so fast as he turned down into a marketplace. It was a good thing that he was still in shape; otherwise he'd be dead. He knew he couldn't run all day but DAMN! The street was busy enough that he could blend into the crowds. He was weaving his way through the mass of people when something grabbed his arm. He was dead.
// 99 decision street //
// 99 ministers meet //
// To worry, worry super scurry //
// Call the troops out in a hurry! //
"Sorata-san, please come with me!" a familiar voice called to him. Sorata turned around and came face to face with someone he'd thought he wouldn't see for a very long time.
// 'This is what we've waited for! //
// This is it boys! This is war!' //
// The president is on the line //
// As 99 red balloons go by //
"K-K-Kamui!?" Sorata gasped. He was soon being pulled into a small Chinese restaurant. He looked back over his shoulder watching for the Shiki. It seemed lost and disoriented in the crowd of people.
"Don't worry, he can't find you in here," Kamui assured him, "This place is being protected by Hinoto's spirit. I'm not quite sure if she's alive or not..."
// 99 knights of the air //
// Are super high-tech jet fighters //
// Everyone's a silver hero //
// Everyone's a Captain Kirk //
Kamui ordered two bowls of chow mein at the counter. The youth at the register brought the order the cook, who was a bit on the chubby side. Once the bowls were ready he brought them to a table and him and Sorata sat down.
// With orders to identify //
// Clarify and classify //
// Scrambling in the summer sky //
// 99 red balloons go by //
"Um... how much do I owe you?" Sorata asked. Kamui waved his hand in protest.
"No, no it's on me..." Kamui's face became serious. "Sorata... we need to talk... about why you're here... about Arashi..."
Sorata's heart sank, as he prayed that nothing had happened to her.
// 99 dreams I have had //
// And every one a red balloon //
// It's all over and I'm standing pretty //
// In this dust that was a city //
// If I could find a souvenir //
// Just to prove the world was here //
// And here is a red balloon //
// I think of you and let it go... //
A/N: well... was it good for being horribly late? ^_^; And Mawee... I'm sry Garage didn't pop up. And for those of you who are wondering who the hell Garage is... it's a long long long long story... anywho R+R PWEASE!