Disclaimer: As I have said, I don't own RK and everything related to it! I do not wish to screw their characteristics but to screw them is for the story ok? (Um...different meaning of screw, ok?)
Chapter 5Kaoru slumped on her bed as she threw her bag on the floor. Her hands fiddled on the bandage that wrapped her arm, it was painful but she could still bear it.
She took her phone from her bag and looked at it. There was a message, from Sano.
She smiled at the phone as she opened the message by pressing a few buttons. The message made her smile but a call would be very much delighted.
She read the message, murmuring. "I love you, Kaoru…be fine and good night. kiss…"
Putting down the phone on the small table near her, she sighed happily. Sano's message was calming…he was always like that.
"I love you too…" she murmured. She couldn't reply to the message, she was lazy to. And besides, Sano understands.
Kaoru spun around in her bed, facing the ceiling. Closing her eyes, she let the dreams invade her mind.
The red-head was lying on his bed, reading a textbook. He loved reading yet sometimes, there wasn't any time for him to read a lot. A lamp rested on a table just beside him, its light hit the book, letting the reader see. It was dark in his room but the lamp helped him do what he wishes to.
His eyes read slowly, letting him understand more on what he was reading.
His concentration snapped instantly when he heard a soft knock on his door. Standing up, he left the book and walked towards the door, flicking his bedroom lights open. As he turned the knob, he pulled the door open only to see his mother standing in front of him.
"Okasan? What are you doing? You should be resting!" he told her, taking her shoulders in his hands.
His mother was not that really old but she was sick. Doctors told the family that she has some sort of sickness called cholera and the cure is hard to find.
Helping his mother walk, Shinta let her sit down on his bed.
"Okasan…" he murmured.
His mother looked at him with innocent eyes, she was smiling. Shinta sat down beside his mother as he took off his glasses and rested them on the table.
"Shinta…" his mother whispered, cupping her son's cheeks.
"Yes?" he asked. His eyes widened on the sudden call of his name. He touched her hand, it was thin and pale…she really is sick…and there may be no cure.
"I want you to take care of the family if ever some thing happens…" she said, smiling at her son.
Shinta was confused, is she going to die already.
"Okasan, what do you mean?" he asked, putting down his mother's hand along with his.
His mother smiled once more, her son was too innocent yet loving. He was the most timid man she's ever met in his entire life.
"Nothing, dear…" she replied. "I just had a bad dream and it might come true…"
"It's not going to be, okasan…" he confronted her, "It's just a dream…"
His mother looked at the ceiling for a moment then at him. "They say dreams do come true…" she mumbled.
Shinta was beginning to worry. 'Okasan's getting old.' He thought.
His mother stood up and made her way towards the door. She switched the lights off and took the doorknob in her hands. Before she closed the door, she looked at Shinta then she smiled.
Shinta smiled back, his innocent smile made his mother comfortable and it was pleasing to everyone's eyes…except Kaoru.
"Good night, Shinta dear…" his mother said.
"Good night…"
His mother closed the door.
Shinta looked at his textbook and stared at it blankly for a moment. Why did his mother tell him that?
Taking the book, he closed it and placed it on the table, beside his glasses.
He tuck his self on his bed, it was soft, warm and soothing. The winds blew hard outside and Shinta expected that it would rain tomorrow but it didn't. he looked on his left and turned the lamp off then he closed his eyes and began dreaming…
Shinta… I want you to be strong… Who are you? Want do you want form me?Please be strong…please…
I will…I will be strong…I must be….
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