Chris- And so the plot gets thicker. Once again im home alone and
bored, so I remembered this story. Yay!
Well, Ive gotten many good reviews, yayness! Not so much for my spelling though, heh, which all of you should know by now. (Dont worry, I failed my second grade spelling test, so dont be worried) Im going to try and make this chapter longer, so dont ya'll hurt me now. kicks keyboard Stop mistyping my words!!!!
In other news I did get my OVA's! Oi, wonderful wonderful OVA's they are... but a bit odd... Thinks of my favorite character Tohma Seguchi trying to speak english and shudders Evil evil english... Bad dubbing! Bad Bad Dubbing!!!!
Well, onto the show!
Chapter 8
Sora had begun to get used to Bear. He wondered though, if Bear knew that he was the same Sora from 'The World'.
At the moment the older man was in the kitchen, cooking real food for someone for the first time in what seemed like ages. He usually only cooked simple foods for himself, nothing special, and went back into hybernation in his room to write. It was enjoyable to be able to cook for another person, especially a young child. How he missed his real children...
A tug at his shirt sleeved drove him out of his thoughts. Looking down, Bear smiled.
" Yes?"
Sora looked up at him, then went on his tip toes so he could see into the food pot. " What are you making?"
" Just a soup. Get along now and relax, I will be in shortly."
Sora nodded and stepped out. With a smile Bear turned back to his food, taking a sip from the broth.
' Hmm, perfect.'
He let it sit to cool and walked into the living room. Sora sat on the couch, curled up in a blanket and staring at the fire. Bear didnt much believe in televisions, although he owned one in his room. He usually olny used it for old movies and the weather channel though, so he never spent the time to get one in the living room. If Sora was going to stay with him for a while he ought to make a note of getting one soon.
" So," Bear started. " Where do you live? Do you need a place to stay a while? Maybe I ought to call your parents."
Sora's head shot up and his eyes widened. " No!"
Taking a step back bear laughed nervously, raising his hands up in mock defense. " Alright alright already. Shesh."
Sitting down next to him he patted the boy on the head. Sora said nothing to the slight bit of affection, save for the slight wincing as the hand come down on him.
" So when is dinner?" He mumbled.
Bear smiled as he got the hint. " Coming up master."
He stood again and walked back into the kitchen, grabbing out plates. Dipping the spoon into the soup he began to pour some of the mixture.
Rain pounded down on the ceiling above him. With a grin Bear closed his eyes. He loved the sound of patting rain. For some reason it calmed him.
' Except then...'
He shook his head, he wouldnt began thinking that way. Stepping back he held the hot bowls, the stinging sensation begining to annoy him.
Someone moved from outside his window. Placing the bowls on the table Bear stared out, trying to look through the rain and darkness.
A woman, a young girl, stood just beyond his bushes, staring out at him through binoculars. Dispite himself he smiled.Grabbing his coat, he placed the hoody over his head, opening the front door.
" Yes?" He laughed through the rain.
The girl looked started. He instantly recognized her as the girl who had fallen into his house earlier. Bringing up a hand he waved.
" Come on in!" He called to her.
She looked as if she was about to turn and run, but decided against it. Slowly she stood and walked over, he clothesdrenched and hair matted. She smiled up at him as he led her in, a nervouse smile, but a smile non the less.
" So, whats your name?" He mumbled, grabbing another bowl.
" My name is Mimiru."
Bear stopped, looking back at her with wide eyes. Slowly he took off his jacket and place it on his chair. " Mimiru huh?"
She nodded. Looking up his mind began to work. ' Sora? And Mimiru?'
Placing a smile back on his face he handed her a bowl of soup. " Come on, go sit in the living room, I'll go get a blanket."
Short, but I'm kinda talking on the phone with two people and its a bit hard, so dont worry if things are outta wack. Please review while I stare lovingly at my Tohma... Tohma... Tohma... shakes head sorry bout that. Well review! And once again, I love getting e-mails from reviewers, so if ya get the chance give me a buzz! residentevilfan267cartooners.com . Im starting this new idea where I think they should place a chat room here for all the writers, so share ideas. Come on everyone, join!!!
Well, Ive gotten many good reviews, yayness! Not so much for my spelling though, heh, which all of you should know by now. (Dont worry, I failed my second grade spelling test, so dont be worried) Im going to try and make this chapter longer, so dont ya'll hurt me now. kicks keyboard Stop mistyping my words!!!!
In other news I did get my OVA's! Oi, wonderful wonderful OVA's they are... but a bit odd... Thinks of my favorite character Tohma Seguchi trying to speak english and shudders Evil evil english... Bad dubbing! Bad Bad Dubbing!!!!
Well, onto the show!
Chapter 8
Sora had begun to get used to Bear. He wondered though, if Bear knew that he was the same Sora from 'The World'.
At the moment the older man was in the kitchen, cooking real food for someone for the first time in what seemed like ages. He usually only cooked simple foods for himself, nothing special, and went back into hybernation in his room to write. It was enjoyable to be able to cook for another person, especially a young child. How he missed his real children...
A tug at his shirt sleeved drove him out of his thoughts. Looking down, Bear smiled.
" Yes?"
Sora looked up at him, then went on his tip toes so he could see into the food pot. " What are you making?"
" Just a soup. Get along now and relax, I will be in shortly."
Sora nodded and stepped out. With a smile Bear turned back to his food, taking a sip from the broth.
' Hmm, perfect.'
He let it sit to cool and walked into the living room. Sora sat on the couch, curled up in a blanket and staring at the fire. Bear didnt much believe in televisions, although he owned one in his room. He usually olny used it for old movies and the weather channel though, so he never spent the time to get one in the living room. If Sora was going to stay with him for a while he ought to make a note of getting one soon.
" So," Bear started. " Where do you live? Do you need a place to stay a while? Maybe I ought to call your parents."
Sora's head shot up and his eyes widened. " No!"
Taking a step back bear laughed nervously, raising his hands up in mock defense. " Alright alright already. Shesh."
Sitting down next to him he patted the boy on the head. Sora said nothing to the slight bit of affection, save for the slight wincing as the hand come down on him.
" So when is dinner?" He mumbled.
Bear smiled as he got the hint. " Coming up master."
He stood again and walked back into the kitchen, grabbing out plates. Dipping the spoon into the soup he began to pour some of the mixture.
Rain pounded down on the ceiling above him. With a grin Bear closed his eyes. He loved the sound of patting rain. For some reason it calmed him.
' Except then...'
He shook his head, he wouldnt began thinking that way. Stepping back he held the hot bowls, the stinging sensation begining to annoy him.
Someone moved from outside his window. Placing the bowls on the table Bear stared out, trying to look through the rain and darkness.
A woman, a young girl, stood just beyond his bushes, staring out at him through binoculars. Dispite himself he smiled.Grabbing his coat, he placed the hoody over his head, opening the front door.
" Yes?" He laughed through the rain.
The girl looked started. He instantly recognized her as the girl who had fallen into his house earlier. Bringing up a hand he waved.
" Come on in!" He called to her.
She looked as if she was about to turn and run, but decided against it. Slowly she stood and walked over, he clothesdrenched and hair matted. She smiled up at him as he led her in, a nervouse smile, but a smile non the less.
" So, whats your name?" He mumbled, grabbing another bowl.
" My name is Mimiru."
Bear stopped, looking back at her with wide eyes. Slowly he took off his jacket and place it on his chair. " Mimiru huh?"
She nodded. Looking up his mind began to work. ' Sora? And Mimiru?'
Placing a smile back on his face he handed her a bowl of soup. " Come on, go sit in the living room, I'll go get a blanket."
Short, but I'm kinda talking on the phone with two people and its a bit hard, so dont worry if things are outta wack. Please review while I stare lovingly at my Tohma... Tohma... Tohma... shakes head sorry bout that. Well review! And once again, I love getting e-mails from reviewers, so if ya get the chance give me a buzz! residentevilfan267cartooners.com . Im starting this new idea where I think they should place a chat room here for all the writers, so share ideas. Come on everyone, join!!!