HEY AGAIN! AIN'T I ON A STREAK HERE? LOL-YA I KNOW EACH ONE IS LIKE REALLY SHORT BUT THAT'S THE MOST I CAN DO AT A TIME BECAUSE MY MOM FREAKS OUT ABOUT ME BEING ON TOO MUCH -.- YYYYYA-OK WELL HERE YA GO, ENJOY
KITTIE
Mistuko came back about 20 minutes later with the parking receipt only to find her father and her brother pigging out on ice cream in the food court. "SO THAT'S WHERE YOU'VE BEEN!" she yelled after sneaking up behind them. "AH!" the two screamed together. Mitsuko just grinned and giggled a little. Masaru and Den were just sitting there looking ever so guilty. "Hm, it seems as though I've caught you two red handed," she went on "You two, come on. We should be getting home. Mr. Hattori and Etsuko will be there soon." Masaru and Den nodded between bites. "Okay" Came their muffled voices from stuffing their mouths full of ice cream to try and hurry up a little.
About 2 minutes and several napkins later, Masaru and Den were done and the three of the Komyojis' were on there way home again. Mitsuko was driving since the doctor in America suggested Den didn't drive for another month or so. They wanted to make sure he had full control of all of his nerves again first. Mitsuko had bought a "Linkin Park" CD at one of the air port shops and was listening to it, her father didn't mind it much but he wasn't crazy about them. She was half into the music and half zoned out. She didn't even realize she almost passed her street. Her father had to tell her to turn. When she turned onto the street all the memories came back to her, and she seemed to wince a bit.
They turned the corner to see their house as they left it, perhaps a few more cob webs maybe. The yard was filled with about 3 moving trucks. As they turned in the car went silent, nobody moved, nobody spoke. They pulled in and the car stopped. They got out looking at the house where it all happened. Mitsuko just sat there looking around. "Come on now kids, our guests will be here soon and we need to get as much done before they come. Well, about an hour passed and they were all sitting in the living room, Mitsuko sprawled on the couch, Masaru on the love seat, and Den in his chair.
All of a sudden the phone rang, Mitsuko, seeing no one getting up, decided to just let it ring and let the answering machine pick it up. She sat there quietly listening to see if anyone would leave a message. About 2 or 3 seconds went by before they heard a man's woman's voice come on saying, "Hey Mitsuko, it's Etsuko, We'll be there around 6 or so now, we have to run a few errands first. Don't worry about cooking dinner. We've got you covered on that. We'll see you then." Then they heard a beep of the message machine. Mitsuko looked at her father and brother, "Well, now we have more time to get things ready I suppose." Den and Masaru both glanced at her tiredly and half-way smiled.
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Den got up out of his chair and started for some more boxes, "Father, why don't you just stay seated for a little while longer and I'll get these boxes? You need to rest up more. After all, you did just get out of the hospital." Mitsuko said caringly. "Yes hun, I will in a few minutes I just wanted to go through a few boxes anyways." He said back to her. Masaru decided to go up to his room and unpack a little more too. He went running up the stairs. Mitsuko and Den were left alone in the living room together now, Mitsuko looked at Den a little hesitantly and he noticed. "Mitsuko," he began worried, "is there something you want to talk about?" She starred at him for a moment longer, "Um, well, actually yes Father there is. Did Mr. Hattori or anyone ever tell you everything that went on during those 9 months?" "Well, some, but I do believe he left out some parts. Why?" he asked puzzled. "Oh, okay. I was just thinking about it and you know what?" she said with innocence in her voice. "What dear?" he asked so curious now that he could barley contain it. "We owe so much to Jiro for what all he has done, and this is how we repay him? Leaving him after the battle, after he saved our lives. Leaving him when he needed us the most. Father I feel so bad." She now started to cry. Den took her into his arms and whispered into her ear "Mitsuko, I know how hard it must be on you. I hate it too, but we've been through this. We're home now and if he still needs us he'll come. Our doors are always open to him and he knows it." It seemed to sooth her. She stopped cry as much. This satisfied Den enough. He hated to see his daughter so hurt.
It was now 5:30 pm and the Komyoji's were all still working on the unpacking when Masaru heard a car come up the drive way " Mr. Hattori is here!" he shouted before hearing another vehicle coming. "Could it be!" he whispered in amassment and excitement. By this time Den and Mitsuko came into the front room where the door was. Mitsuko stood in front of the little mirror in a small table by the door fixing her hair. They saw a flash of lights go by the window and then turn off. Then amazingly they saw another flash of light go by the window. Mitsuko, Den, and Masaru all three looked at each other puzzled. Masaru flung the door open and ran outside to greet the guests. Mitsuko turned on the front porch lights and winced her eyes to see if she could get a better view of who all was out there. She saw a yellow bug by the garage, "Hm, that's Mr. Hattori," she said moving on the next vehicle with her straining eyes, " and that's…" she began "Oh My God!" she screamed inside. She saw that the other vehicle was the yellow motorcycle they had left in the apartment garage of Mr. Hattori and Etsuko. Jiro's motorcycle. In an instant, she knew exactly who that driver was. "JIRO!" she screamed as she ran to the man. The man only turned and looked into the darkness at the woman running full speed towards him…………………………………..
Well ya'll…..that's all for now….sorry about the delay I've been grounded for the past week for getting detention again for calling my NOT-SO-FRIENDLY coach a few choice names to her face-lol-anyways I hope you like it so far- tell me what you think on IM out till next time
Kittie