Chapter 9- Endure
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A/N: Do I even need to do this anymore? I don't own anything.
But the officers, Gumi's last name (Nemanon), and Chapter 6+'s plotlines.
(WonderRin: Yeah, it is cute... there's a lot more, don't worry. :D)
Blegh, this chappy's short... good thing that all the long chappys are coming up at around... 16? 6 more days!Or possibly seven. :3
Enjoy.
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It was with a wishful, very heavy heart that I accepted the fact that he was going to be gone.
I was wishing against that fact.
Maybe I could win the trial, if I presented...
...the truth.
The cold, sad truth.
But to do that, I needed permission.
Piko's permission.
Just then, I felt a sense of lonliness as I stared at the half moon hovering outside of my window.
I made up my mind within a moment.
I scribbled down a few things on a piece of College Ruled notebook paper, grabbed a water bottle, a few extra things, an orange jacket...
... and I slipped a vanilla and a carrot cake flavoured ice cream each from the fridge.
I put those into the cooler, then slipped out of the house, running as fast as I could.
Lucky me.
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I panted, next to the empty desk beside me. The security cameras were pasted in melted, then hardened jelly.
Quite ingenious.
I ran to the flight of stairs I'd been dragged down earlier, wearing a guard's glove.
I typed in to the pad, 'password123456'. I don't know why they made it so easy.
Is this how they guard all their 'dangerous things'? if so, I would be very unlucky to be locked in for long.
I remembered how to get out- touch the panel next to the passage, then wait.
Hopefully security didn't authorise it.
I ran down the passageway, my hair flying, my headband slipping. I ripped it off, the beat of my feet beciming more frantic as I ran.
I launched myself into the warmth again.
I could feel Piko's surprise at being woken up to being pounced on, and for a moment, he was fully on guard- then, realising it was me, calmed and relaxed.
"Gumi, you shouldn't be here," he hissed.
"I do a lot of things that I shouldn't, and I only got into huge trouble once." He chuckled quietly.
"Still, you shouldn't be here. If they find you, they'll lock you up. I heard it yesterday."
I blinked.
"Well, then, they'd better lock me up with you, because I've got a pipe bomb on me, and if they decide to separate us, I'll use it."
"Gumi!" A mixture of awe and...
...was that fear?
"If they decide to lock us up together, though, it won't be a problem."
"Gumi, I don't want you in here! Don't you see what they've been doing to me? I don't want you to have to look this bloody injured!"
"I already do." I tore off my bandages, which were stuck by means of scabs to my skin, and revealed the mirrored marks. His shock was evident.
"How... they're..."
"Just like yours?" I smiled grimly. "I'm not too fussed about it, really."
"You're bleeding." His voice was whining, trying to make me put on the bandage again.
"It's not that bad."
"It's at least fifty." I blinked in surprise.
"How do you know?"
"Counted. Lost track at fifty- seven."
They'd hurt him this bad?
I remembered, with the all-too-familiar nostalgia, the latchkey transfer student on the last day of school.
In two months, he'd become a monster boy.
And I'd become a total, reckless smartmouth.
In ways, we looked horrid together.
Yet we fit together like pieces in a puzzle.
Harmoniously.
I felt a grim sense of humor, because I was in love with a monster boy.
Who somehow loved me.
Who found every way to love me.
"It doesn't make sense."
"Nothing does... you just follow the path you were dropped onto and let the wind guide you. Don't even try to make out every mystery you can just because it's unsolved."
Dang he was right on...
Just like always.
"Well... one day... maybe we'll.." I finished off, waving a hand.
"...return to the summer?"
"Hell yeah."
"One day."
One day.
When, though, that day would be...
...Neither of us had any idea.
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