Running Away from Hotaru
A Note: Sorry, ulra short chap.
"WHAT?! WHY?!" Karin and Kazune-kun yell at the same time.
Fuka bit her lip. "I can't stay here. Once Hiroshi is out of the hospital, he might come and look for me. I don't want to cause any more trouble. I have done enough bad things here. And now, it holds bad memories for me." She took a deep breath and squeezed a smile on her face. "It's no different like the other places. I just have to move on."
"Fuka…" Karin walked slowly towards her, her head lowered. "Fuka… YOU'RE AN IDIOT!" And with that, she threw out a punch that landed on her cheek.
A Random Conversation out of nowhere…
Kazune-kun: Ouch. That must've hurt.
Fuka: -rubs cheek-
Karin: Huzzah! You deserved it! Anyway, it doesn't hurt that much.
Kazune-kun: That's what you think. I've had many experiences. They're all painful.
Karin: That's because you're a girly man! You're weak!
Kazune-kun: -does a karate move and throws Karin over shoulder-
Karin: ...-twitch-... -groan-...owie…
Kazune-kun: -glares- Call me a girly man and die.
Moral: Never call Kazune-kun a Girly Man.
"Do you think you can just run away? It doesn't help anything! Even if you run away, Hiroshi would find you sometime! Look how he found you this time! And anyway, you have friends here that could help you!" Karin said, her fists clenched. She couldn't believe Fuka was leaving. She didn't know why, but she didn't want her to leave.
Fuka's eyes were brimming with tears. "You're right, Karin-chan… he'll find me again." She covered her face with her hands. "He'll follow me… just like Hotaru is."
Kazune-kun stomped up to her, looking angry.
"You know what?! You're a coward! You're hiding from reality! Hotaru isn't here anymore! Even if you're guilty, you can't mourn for him forever! You have to move on!" He said fiercely, shaking her by the shoulders. "You can't bring back the dead. All you can do is do your best right now and learn from your mistakes. If Hotaru sees you like this, what would he think?"
Fuka snapped back, her eyes wide. "Hotaru is dead! He wouldn't think anything! He can't see me! And it's my fault!" She cried, equally fierce.
"Stop blaming yourself!" Karin stood face to face with Fuka. "You can't live on your guilt forever! If you just hide and think of Hotaru, and cry your eyes out, all you'll do is bring more pain—to yourself, and to the people around you!" Then her eyes softened. "We want to help you, Fuka. Please, stop living in the past."
The hardness in Fuka's eyes melted like ice. Then she put her arms around the two and burst into tears.
The two hugged her back, comforting her. Finally, when Fuka dried her tears, she went home to unpack her bags.
"Fuka… is she really going to be alright?"
"Maybe she never would be. But we could try."
:::::::this chap is only about 500 words. Impressively short. Heh.:::::::
