Last Once
Japan International Airport
Tokyo, Japan
17 November 2066, 09:49
"Thanks for the heed. Oh, Yuhya? He's somewhere there… He's talking with father. He's also waiting for a cab to take us to the unit… Yes, we are safe here. I feel a little bit dizzy, though, after a few hours' trip… I don't think so. I'll try, if Yuhya won't get in trouble… He's distracted after what happened to Kouya… I guess so…"
She held tight to her mobile phone. A call from the USA was still passing on to her mobile.
Everybody paid no attention to the passersby, excluding the departure announcements and other flight subjects.
With that, she kept on conversing with her mother through the cellular. She stared at walls to walls, ceilings to doors, the passersby, the luggage she had, and eventually to… a sheet of paper beside her left shoe.
She gave it a straight look and regained it after a while. The paper stayed for long and she was reluctant to mind it like she cared. Japan International Airport could never be as busy as that time when passengers leave and board. "Lilika," her mother's voice from the other side of the world was then transmitted to her ears once again. "What time is it there now?"
She gazed at her wristwatch and began to chuckle. She had noticed that she was reading the time in New York. She almost forgot to change the hours in her watch, if not for her mother's inquiry. She then realized that she was in a GMT +9:00 time zone. "I forgot to change the time, mother." She let her eyeballs run from side to side to find for a time device giving the exact hour in Japan. She sympathetically gazed to her left, and alas, it's telling her something…
"Oh, I found a clock here. It's telling me that it's…" Her eyes found another pair of deep brown, staring into hers with bliss, without hesitation. Her eyes unwillingly outran the chilling looks of the lad just a few meters away from her. "It's… al… almost ten daylight." She could hardly rebuke a word. She then found him flinching away from gawping. As a result, she, too, tried to glance no more. But it proved to her that there was an attraction, like a magnetic field encompassing the two of them. She intentionally turned her body sideways left to make a review. She saw him and both of them were plainly looking into each other's eyes.
She recoiled. There was a break free with her mother's conversation and hers. There was a magnet which continued on pulling her eyes to this one striking man standing on one part of the building. He was extremely handsome, she admitted to herself, but what about Yuhya Marino?
The quixotic hiss of the wind somehow disappeared. She promised to look for a last once, but the crowd demurred. She could hardly see the man in the red jacket. She raised her head to catch his deep brown eyes but it gave her injustice.
"Lilika," a man who stood in front of her started to talk. He grasped her right hand with a comforting touch and he tried to catch her emerald eyes. "Let's go. The cab will take us there. I called your father, and assured him that I'll take care of you."
She felt something extraordinary, maybe because she felt pressure from the injustice for… a last once. "It's so nice to hear that from you. But it's I who's supposed to say that." She gently gazed from his brown hair down to his just as dark-colored eyes. "Yuhya."
/To be continued…/
Authors' Notes:
Mara – Well, my part ends here… for now. The next chapter's for Kazie to work on, right? Please review and let me know what you think of my writing! I just started writing, so I need lots of advice and all the help I can get. Thank you.
Kazie – Yup, it's time for the procrastinator to get to work again – yours truly. Anyway, I – we – hope you liked that chapter. Since I'll be doing all the technical and action blah blah, I'm leaving the romance mush to Mara; so if the chapter involves a couple, you can be sure it's her doing. Unless, of course, it's stated otherwise. Please review!
Japan International Airport
Tokyo, Japan
17 November 2066, 09:49
"Thanks for the heed. Oh, Yuhya? He's somewhere there… He's talking with father. He's also waiting for a cab to take us to the unit… Yes, we are safe here. I feel a little bit dizzy, though, after a few hours' trip… I don't think so. I'll try, if Yuhya won't get in trouble… He's distracted after what happened to Kouya… I guess so…"
She held tight to her mobile phone. A call from the USA was still passing on to her mobile.
Everybody paid no attention to the passersby, excluding the departure announcements and other flight subjects.
With that, she kept on conversing with her mother through the cellular. She stared at walls to walls, ceilings to doors, the passersby, the luggage she had, and eventually to… a sheet of paper beside her left shoe.
She gave it a straight look and regained it after a while. The paper stayed for long and she was reluctant to mind it like she cared. Japan International Airport could never be as busy as that time when passengers leave and board. "Lilika," her mother's voice from the other side of the world was then transmitted to her ears once again. "What time is it there now?"
She gazed at her wristwatch and began to chuckle. She had noticed that she was reading the time in New York. She almost forgot to change the hours in her watch, if not for her mother's inquiry. She then realized that she was in a GMT +9:00 time zone. "I forgot to change the time, mother." She let her eyeballs run from side to side to find for a time device giving the exact hour in Japan. She sympathetically gazed to her left, and alas, it's telling her something…
"Oh, I found a clock here. It's telling me that it's…" Her eyes found another pair of deep brown, staring into hers with bliss, without hesitation. Her eyes unwillingly outran the chilling looks of the lad just a few meters away from her. "It's… al… almost ten daylight." She could hardly rebuke a word. She then found him flinching away from gawping. As a result, she, too, tried to glance no more. But it proved to her that there was an attraction, like a magnetic field encompassing the two of them. She intentionally turned her body sideways left to make a review. She saw him and both of them were plainly looking into each other's eyes.
She recoiled. There was a break free with her mother's conversation and hers. There was a magnet which continued on pulling her eyes to this one striking man standing on one part of the building. He was extremely handsome, she admitted to herself, but what about Yuhya Marino?
The quixotic hiss of the wind somehow disappeared. She promised to look for a last once, but the crowd demurred. She could hardly see the man in the red jacket. She raised her head to catch his deep brown eyes but it gave her injustice.
"Lilika," a man who stood in front of her started to talk. He grasped her right hand with a comforting touch and he tried to catch her emerald eyes. "Let's go. The cab will take us there. I called your father, and assured him that I'll take care of you."
She felt something extraordinary, maybe because she felt pressure from the injustice for… a last once. "It's so nice to hear that from you. But it's I who's supposed to say that." She gently gazed from his brown hair down to his just as dark-colored eyes. "Yuhya."
/To be continued…/
Authors' Notes:
Mara – Well, my part ends here… for now. The next chapter's for Kazie to work on, right? Please review and let me know what you think of my writing! I just started writing, so I need lots of advice and all the help I can get. Thank you.
Kazie – Yup, it's time for the procrastinator to get to work again – yours truly. Anyway, I – we – hope you liked that chapter. Since I'll be doing all the technical and action blah blah, I'm leaving the romance mush to Mara; so if the chapter involves a couple, you can be sure it's her doing. Unless, of course, it's stated otherwise. Please review!