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Chapter 8 – Tea time
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Rin opened her eyes again and looked into the sunny garden outside. A bee on its way to the next full-blooming flower flew past the wide open shoji-doors, the sounds of the insect unnaturally loud in the serene silence of Kazuma's dojo.
She looked down into the cup of tea in front of her. It was not the best brewed tea, but it was brewed with love. Haru had prepared it, insisting that she was still too weak and should rather rest than 'running around the dojo', as he had put it.
Her argument, that she would simply walk to the kitchen and back fell on deaf ears.
She knew that Haru was worried about her and so she didn't argue further. She simply let herself been taken care of for once.
She hated being a burden and so she didn't show her weakness in front of other people, but with Haru it was different.
He knew her, almost a little too well sometimes.
She took a sip of the tea. He had used too much tea leaves and the liquid was bitter, but she appreciated the rich taste and the warmth that settled in her stomach.
She smiled at Haru, who set at the opposite side of the table and who, until now, had been just as lost in thoughts.
He took a sip of the tea as well and grimaced. She smiled and took another sip.
For a moment she wished that she could freeze time like this – sunshine, peace and Haru by her side. She wanted this for ever. She wanted to stay by his side for the rest of her life.
She felt his hand on hers and she looked up to meet his eyes again.
The eyes were a window to the soul. Haru's eyes always reflected his emotions and so she could read the message in them as plainly as if they were written on paper.
In his eyes she saw a promise.
For ever.
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The End
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