Mowatte Mabase
Chapter 3: Lullaby
-Sleepy Head-
.:. Mindlessly steering, lead solely by instinct Naota drove the Vespa. He accelerated to a dangerous speed as the rain splattered his tear-stained face and the wind constantly challenged his balance. He soon found out no matter how fast he sped or how far he went he couldn't put the past behind him. Not willing to admit this he drove all night until dawn, completely soaked, his hands covered in blood and tired as hell. Barely awake, he found himself at the coast. Haruko has taken him there before, to this same exact spot. Sighing and cursing himself for leading him to this spot of all places, he parked his vehicle, curled up on a bench by the side of the road and allowed the only comfort in his life, sleep, to claim him.
.:. When he finally awoke it took a moment for him to realize where he was. A gull cawed overhead and behind him waves lapped the ocean's shore. Feeling quite dizzy but never giving a thought to his personal well-being, he staggered to the Vespa and with difficulty started it up. He had nowhere to go but to whence he came from. As unwelcoming as it was, and as much as he wished to stay away from that vile place for the rest of his life, he headed back to the place he once called home… Possibly for the last time.