Chapter seven
Naru opened her eyes. She was greeted with a sight that made her faintly nostalgic. Her room. Her old room, back from before she'd came to the Hinata-sou. The place where she'd taken solace as a child. The only place, she thought, that could bring her any comfort now. She had been wrong. She barely remembered the journey from there to here. She'd spent most of it huddled into a ball in the corner of the taxicab, alternating between torrents of tears and listlessly staring out the window at nothing. She remembered the door of her house, but not the front hallway. She guessed that's where she'd fallen, and that she had been brought inside.
She rolled over slightly, the pain of yesterday returning to her. She closed her eyes, and pulled a pillow over her head, trying to block out the words that kept echoing off the crevices of her mind. (Naru-sempai, I went to have my breakfast in the usual place, and I saw Keitaro-sempai and Motoko-sempai asleep on the roof. Together.) Again and again. She couldn't stop hearing it, for what pillow can muffle the voices inside one's head. She could feel herself beginning to weep again, barely conscious of it, let alone able to prevent it. She didn't care anymore. He was gone; she didn't care for what happened anymore.
All at once, her grief stood aside and her anger came back. She doubled up a fist and slammed it into her headboard, splintering it. She spat horrible curses at Keitaro and Motoko, seething with the injustice of what had happened to her. (She stole him from me. Hell, HE went to her. Motoko... Keitaro... You were my friends. I loved you both, in different ways, sure, but I loved you both. Why would you do this?) She shook her head. This could not be left alone. She dressed quickly, meaning to return to the Hinata-sou; punishment, pain, suffering and torture being first and foremost in her mind. She flung open her door, fully clothed and carrying a small pack of essentials with her, prepared for her journey.
She bumped into a rather diminutive someone. That someone being Mei Narusegawa, her sister. She picked herself up quickly, not wanting to speak to her right now. Her, or anyone. As she walked past, Mei didn't touch her in the slightest. She only said one thing.
"Naru-oneesan, you shouldn't go back there right now. Don't do something you'll regret later. Please, Naru, just stay here today. If you still want to go back and do whatever you're planning to do tomorrow, then I'll let you go and not say a word. Just think about this... Please?" Naru had been slowing down the whole time these words had been coming from Mei, and when she said please, Naru stopped. Her left foot rested on the edge of the stairway to the entrance of her home.
"Mei-chan..." she began, but then stopped. She looked confused, like she'd just had a really good idea fly the coop on her. She tried again. "Mei-chan, I loved him so. Why did this have to happen?" She sat down on the edge of the stairs, and was soon joined by Mei, who put her arms around her for comfort. She clung to Mei like she used to with her Liddo-kun doll, as a young child and even as a teenager. Mei said nothing. Naru said nothing. All desire to cause death and destruction slowly faded, and she made up her mind to leave. Not just then. Her family deserved to see her for a little while, and then she would be off. To precisely where, she knew not, but she doubted that it would be down the street.
Naru sighed. The coming weeks were indeed going to be strange ones. She got up, and explaining to her sister at the same time, made for the phone to call the Toudai student administration's office. She would be taking correspondence for a while.
End Chapter seven
((So, Naru is out of the picture for now. This is not the last you'll see of her, though, although there won't be much more directly involving her until near the end. that's a hint, in case you didn't realize, nyuk nyuk. :P The next chapter will come soon. Give me reviews! I crave them! :D))
Naru opened her eyes. She was greeted with a sight that made her faintly nostalgic. Her room. Her old room, back from before she'd came to the Hinata-sou. The place where she'd taken solace as a child. The only place, she thought, that could bring her any comfort now. She had been wrong. She barely remembered the journey from there to here. She'd spent most of it huddled into a ball in the corner of the taxicab, alternating between torrents of tears and listlessly staring out the window at nothing. She remembered the door of her house, but not the front hallway. She guessed that's where she'd fallen, and that she had been brought inside.
She rolled over slightly, the pain of yesterday returning to her. She closed her eyes, and pulled a pillow over her head, trying to block out the words that kept echoing off the crevices of her mind. (Naru-sempai, I went to have my breakfast in the usual place, and I saw Keitaro-sempai and Motoko-sempai asleep on the roof. Together.) Again and again. She couldn't stop hearing it, for what pillow can muffle the voices inside one's head. She could feel herself beginning to weep again, barely conscious of it, let alone able to prevent it. She didn't care anymore. He was gone; she didn't care for what happened anymore.
All at once, her grief stood aside and her anger came back. She doubled up a fist and slammed it into her headboard, splintering it. She spat horrible curses at Keitaro and Motoko, seething with the injustice of what had happened to her. (She stole him from me. Hell, HE went to her. Motoko... Keitaro... You were my friends. I loved you both, in different ways, sure, but I loved you both. Why would you do this?) She shook her head. This could not be left alone. She dressed quickly, meaning to return to the Hinata-sou; punishment, pain, suffering and torture being first and foremost in her mind. She flung open her door, fully clothed and carrying a small pack of essentials with her, prepared for her journey.
She bumped into a rather diminutive someone. That someone being Mei Narusegawa, her sister. She picked herself up quickly, not wanting to speak to her right now. Her, or anyone. As she walked past, Mei didn't touch her in the slightest. She only said one thing.
"Naru-oneesan, you shouldn't go back there right now. Don't do something you'll regret later. Please, Naru, just stay here today. If you still want to go back and do whatever you're planning to do tomorrow, then I'll let you go and not say a word. Just think about this... Please?" Naru had been slowing down the whole time these words had been coming from Mei, and when she said please, Naru stopped. Her left foot rested on the edge of the stairway to the entrance of her home.
"Mei-chan..." she began, but then stopped. She looked confused, like she'd just had a really good idea fly the coop on her. She tried again. "Mei-chan, I loved him so. Why did this have to happen?" She sat down on the edge of the stairs, and was soon joined by Mei, who put her arms around her for comfort. She clung to Mei like she used to with her Liddo-kun doll, as a young child and even as a teenager. Mei said nothing. Naru said nothing. All desire to cause death and destruction slowly faded, and she made up her mind to leave. Not just then. Her family deserved to see her for a little while, and then she would be off. To precisely where, she knew not, but she doubted that it would be down the street.
Naru sighed. The coming weeks were indeed going to be strange ones. She got up, and explaining to her sister at the same time, made for the phone to call the Toudai student administration's office. She would be taking correspondence for a while.
End Chapter seven
((So, Naru is out of the picture for now. This is not the last you'll see of her, though, although there won't be much more directly involving her until near the end. that's a hint, in case you didn't realize, nyuk nyuk. :P The next chapter will come soon. Give me reviews! I crave them! :D))