10/27/10 リン雨
I was right when that nagging voice in the back of my head told me that I would see her again. It was more than a month later when I was stuck running errands for my father when we ran into each other.
Literally, on Satoko's end. She was chasing a rather fast Yanma, and forgot to pay attention to where she was running. We both fell to the ground as we collided, tumbling in the dust in a cartoon-like fashion before we stopped. The Pokémon had flown away, and Satoko growled at its new absence.
It felt nice, talking to her again. I ignored my fathers errands for the time, going to the closest café to buy lunch. Satoko had a dozen some stories to tell, which she told between the two of us sharing each others' food. Her adventures were comical, even when she seemed to be telling a sadder story. She was full of emotion, full of life.
My mind froze, imagining her lifeless body. My skin crawled with a sudden chill.
"You okay?" Satoko had a hand in front of my face, snapping to get my attention. "You look like something just really scared you."
I smiled, reaching over her arm to her plate to steal a French fry from her. "I'm just fine!"
An expression of anger and shock crossed her face before she threw two more French fries at me.
People stared at us as we laughed. It was worth wasting three hours of my day to spend it laughing with Satoko. It was worth my cheeks hurting from smiling so much.
It was worth my father's rage when I returned home, errands unfinished.
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Until next time, nakamatachi.
~RS