Hey, iz me, Pockybear! Trying to get adjusted to my life and I forgot all about you guys! I know I'm mean, just tap me on the hand and let's get over it.
Disclaimer: Srys, not good at disclaimer jokes so yes, I own nothing.
On with the story!
-Chapter 2: Silent Understandings-
I should have known…
Sumire Shouda was running through the forest, hands up to her face in an attempt to stop the tears from cascading down her cheeks. The rain drenching her clothes as she sprinted, Sumire feeling the same as the sky. Passing the many trees along the way, the girl felt so…. Lost.
Why was I so stupid?
She just wanted to escape, to crawl into a hole and stay there forever. She wanted to run and forget everything.
I'm so naïve… So weak…
The image burned into her thoughts was all she could think of. She's tried to push it to the back of her mind, but to no success. She had known for a while that his heart wasn't hers and would never be hers. She was stupid to actually having hope that one day he would come to her.
Fighting in a battle in which I knew I had already lost… Pathetic.
They didn't even notice her, mouth gaping. They were lost in their own little world. Arms around each other after what they did that made Sumire go crazy.
I was already crazy in the first place, hoping for something that was out of my reach.
Sumire ran faster and faster, as if there would be a time machine by the end of her run that would take her back to the time where nothing was really certain, and she still was still that naïve little girl.
Even now, I'm still trying to convince myself… I really am hopeless.
She stopped abruptly, tears never slowing, clenching her fists and punching the first tree it came into contact with, Natsume's tree.
Or should I say Natsume and Mikan's tree.
She was numb as she punched the tree continually.
Why.
Pink leaves started falling around her, as if weeping to her.
Why?
The rough bark scared the soft hands she took care of for the moment his hand held hers. The water droplets were making her new wounds sting.
Why?
Her face telling many emotions; sorrow, betrayal, hurt, a longing to tell someone, to have someone holding her tight, telling her that it was alright, that it wasn't her fault for believing in something she knew would never come true, another dream… Broken.
WHY?
She slumped, back against the tree. Closing her eyes, she dreamed back to yesterday, when everything was normal, when everything was clear. And then, all of a sudden she was in some kind of embrace. She recognized him, she could recognize him anywhere.
"Koko, I'm fine, you don't have to-"
But he hugged her tighter.
Don't speak. Please don't speak.
She understood him, as she had done for all the years they have been together. Although, she didn't know how hard it was, smiling all the time while she was in pain. Just to keep his promise to her, it was like her hurting, but ten times worse.
Koko…
She remembered all the times he came to save her from humiliation, defeat, sorrow, like he was saving her now. Her arms slowly felt their way around his waist. She sobbed into his chest as Koko dropped his grin.
I don't want you to hurt anymore. I don't want to see you cry.
He let go for a second to reach into his jacket and brought up a handkerchief. He ripped it in two and tried as gently as possible to tie it around one of her hands. Sumire cringed at the feeling of the wet cloth onto her delicate hand. The same thing happened when he tied up her other hand.
Koko, why are you always helping me? I didn't do anything to help you at all during your times of suffering… Why would you help me, after I turned a cold shoulder to you to march off after Natsume?
As he was about to pull his hand away from her, she gripped it strongly. She looked into his eyes, her jade eyes meeting with his hazel. She wanted to know, she had to know. She had always treated him like trash. Was it just out of friendship, or something more?
I like you.
He could've said what was strapped onto his mind. He could have taken this chance to tell her out loud, to the whole world, that he, not only liked, but loved her. But, she already knew, she could read him like an open book. He took her cheek and held it gently. Sumire's eyes widened, then, turned back into its original size.
I like you too.
Before Koko was about to say something, she took him into a great hug. They stayed like that, in each other's arms, until the rain stopped.
"Why are you two drenched? And, Permy, what happened to your hands?"
*Achooo!* "Trust me, Mikan, it's a long story." *A-a-a-achooooo!*
And this is my comeback! Hope you enjoyed, cause Ima try and post more often! Cya laters!