Minamo screwed up her eyes in pain, clutching her stomach as she was wheeled into the ambulance.The pain had become incandescent,engulfing her abdomen in searing flames, filling her deep cobalt-blue eyes with iridescent, pearly tears. Sweat had flattened her hair to her head and one of the clasps that she used to keep it in place had fallen out.

A male paramedic with long, curly hair leaned over her and, indicating Yukari, asked;

"Would you like her to come with you?"

When you are in Minamo's state, you really don't want someone like Yukari as moral support. A blank look of pure horror plastered itself onto Minamo's pale features.

"Uh... she might break the equipment!"

The paramedic nodded. "I understand. Hey, Miss Tanizaki!" Here, Yukari quickly spun round at the mention of her name.

"Would you like a lift home? You can sit upfront and play with the siren..."

Yukari nodded and ran towards the front of the huge ambulance. This sounded far too good to be true!

In the ambulance, Minamo lay quietly on her stretcher. "Now, here's a list of three things which might've caused you to collapse." The paramedic handed Minamo a form with her name on it. "They're in English so it'll just be your private information." Minamo sweatdropped.

"Uh... I can't speak very good English..."

"Don't worry about that, I'll help you if you don't understand."

Minamo smiled. "Thanks..."

"Don't mention it. Now, do you have any medical conditions that might complicate things?" Nyamo told him of one that she knew of. Then the paramedic, surprised at how everything fitted together now said; "Well, that makes things easier! I definitely think that we can cross these two out!"

Just then, they arrived at Yukari's house, and she jumped out of the ambulance and onto the pavement.

Nyamo tried to get her tongue round the remaining conclusion.

"Uh... What does 'pōsibōru misukarejo' mean?" She was having trouble pronouncing it.

However, even if Nyamo didn't know what it meant, Yukari did, and Yukari had a fiendish imagination that was going to put her friend in deep trouble...

I think this will be the last cliffhanger,it had far too much dialogue, and I went a bit poetic at the beginning. As for the Engrish, say it aloud and you might guess what ails Kurosawa-sensei. Go on, have a guess, press teh review button. If you all reviewed, I'd have around twelve times more reviews. Anonymous reviewers; I don't bite. Constructive critics; you make me sad. :(

'Kay then, do it. DO IT DO IT DO IT. (review the story, pervert!)