Just One More-story mode!!

yep i made it a story. a messed up girl and a genuinely caring guy.

"Just One More"      

   She looked up at the sky and saw the hot burning sun. Soon enough it would be sunset and she'd have to get out of the town. A new life was waiting for her, almost literally.      

   I'm finally getting out of this hell-hole. she thought, hitching her bag of precious belongings higher on her back. It wasn't much at all really, but she wasn't used to hauling around almost anything at all so it was irritating her shoulders and lower back. I hope no one catches sight of me when I leave. Especially...him... She cringed, slightly depressed.      

   She had decided that since this was to be her last excrutiating day here she would walk all the way to the bus station. So at one in the afternoon she had taken off from the now-empty house that she used to call home. Her neglectful parents had been rightfully put in jail for her mistreatment and she was being taken to live in another town a few miles away. She'd have a new school and a new home that would be paid for her under the government and her money from a part-time job she planned on getting.      

   I wonder if there are any good clothing stores there that I'll be able to work at? she thought, turning onto a street that would take her straight down to the bus station. It would be an hour-long walk but she was determined to walk it all. If she walked to slow she'd come up with a back up plan to take the bus to the station. I'm sure there's got to be something there if that's where the stinking government of all places put me. They just want to look good to the millions of photographers and reporters that were interviewing me...

   "YUI!!" someone called out, and she almost fell over trying to make a run for it. "Hey, wait a second! Where the heck are you going?!"

   "Crap!" she cursed to herself. "Damn it, some freaking teacher told someone I just know it!"

   "Yui!" she looked behind her and he was no more than five feet on her tail. "Would you stop running?!"

   Mother--!! She cursed to herself. She stopped quickly, practically skidding on her feet in doing so and sent a fast but non-lethal blow to his stomach. He stopped, coughed, and grabbed the hand that punched him.

   "Thank you for finally stopping," he coughed, smiling. "Even though you nearly murdered me in the process."

   "Let go or I'll use my foot for another blow to you," she snarled, her chest starting to hurt. "Now for crying out loud! No one was supposed to see me leave anyways!"      

   He let go and she almost started running when she caught sight of his green eyes; concern plagued them and that annoyed her so she stopped mid-stride. He sighed, and held her hand gently this time.      

   "Why not?" he asked, genuinely interested as he always was with her. "Why not even me?"

   Her eyes widened, surprised.

   "What the heck is that supposed to mean?" she asked, confused in what she thought was the worst way: emotionally. "You...no one here really...you know, cared much for me, so I figured that if I left I'd go without a trace. I...made sure that no one even knew I was leaving! How did you even find out?!"      

   He stared at her, a look of practically defeat in his eyes. He tightened his grip on her hand, firm and strong.      

   "It means that I do care about you!" he exclaimed, and the hairs on the back of her neck spiked. Her heart almost literally skipped a beat. "I care enought that I asked the teachers at school where you'd been for the past two weeks and they said that you were on the news and that your parents had finally been taken care of and that you were moving. I had to..." he paused, as if this were surprising even to him. "...I had to find you before you left."      

   She wanted to cry but told herself that that would only make matters worse for her. He was being just as kind as he'd ever been. Just as he'd been when they first met.

 

   I'm going to lose my mind! she thought, trying not to scream into the cold air of the park. If I don't do something...say something! I'll...something will happen to me!      

   "Well, hello there,"      

   She gasped, turned around, expecting a security guard, but found instead a boy about her age staring at her on the swing.      

   "What on earth is someone as pretty as you doing out here so late?" he asked, smiling slightly. "Hm? It's cold out at that!"      

   What on earth are you trying to pull? she thought, but decided that she had nothing better to do since she was alone and cold.      

   "Nothing," she answered, swining slightly back and forth. "Just thinking is all..."      

   He sat down on the swing next to her, and she saw the honest curiosity in his eyes blazing beneath the dim light of the stars and the moon. "Really now? Thinking all alone can be bad for you sometimes."      

   She stiffened, and she felt that this wasn't offensive. She wondered why she'd twitched at these words, but then realized that she was laughing at the cheesiness of the idea.      

   "Really now?" she asked, smiling for the first time in weeks. It felt so foreign to have this wonderful light-hearted feeling inside of her at all. "Why is that, if you don't mind me asking?"      

   "Oh, just that," he explained. "If you think about important things all on your own, you'll probably feel like you're all alone. No one such as yourself, much less no one in the world, should ever have to feel that way at our age."      

   "...Eh?" she was surprised by his philosophical speech. "Uh, I suppose so." she really couldn't help but agree with him. She'd been alone and out there in the cold for over an hour and was starting to wonder when she would just finally snap and lose the rest of her sanity. "So what should I do to not feel all alone as you put it?"      

   "I have an idea, and it usually works," he said, smiling again. "Share it with others. Doing that can help loads, especially when they try and help you out."      

   "Uh..." she had expected something a little better, though she had no idea why . "...Um, believe me, that hasn't helped me really at all."      

   "What about talking with friends?" he asked.      

   "Pfft!" she gasped, realizing this might sound somewhat rude. She cleared her throat. "Um, I don't have any."      

   "Eh?!" he looked the most flabbergasted she'd ever seen someone look. "How come? There has to be someone that you talk to! Teachers, counselors, random people, someone!"      

   "Nope," she said, shrugging. "There's no one out there that'll listen to a kid seriously anymore so I just don't say anything anymore. Although that's not helping me much, I feel I'd rather just live on my own or something soon. There's no one in my family that wants...to..." she realized what he was getting at and wanted to smack him for it. "You're making me talk about it aren't you?"      

   "No, actually, you got to it before I could ask you to," he said, smiling happily. "This is good, you actually talking to someone." She blushed. "Don't be embarrassed about it, it's really ok to talk it out with other people. I may be a complete stranger to you, really, but if talking to me will make you feel better, I'm more than happy to listen to you."      

   She felt her heart was starting to implode and that her eyes were watering up.      

   What's up with him?! she looked down at the wood chips of the park ground. A complete stranger is right...but why on earth a complete stranger like me? Can't you see the darkness?      

   She looked at him, trying hard to cover the fact that she was starting to smile again. He seemed to be glowing in the darkness, with the help of the stars and the moon he was almost emanating a most beautiful aura. She wanted to hold him and cry on his shoulder, but she knew that if she did this she'd probably just make a fool of herself in front of him. He was awfully cute at that, despite the amazingly dull light surrounding them.      

   "It's ok," he said, standing from his swing and kneeling down in front of her, causing her to stop swaying on her own. "You really can talk to me if you need to."      

   She felt her heart break and bloom into a glass flower. She felt the tears flow from her cheeks and couldn't stop them. He suddenly held her in his arms and she didn't feel the need to throw him off like she would any other day to a guy, she let him hold her, and she gripped his shirt tightly, crying as loudly as she pleased into his chest. All he kept saying was that it was ok and that she could cry for as long as she wanted, he didn't mind. This went on for a good five minutes or so before she managed to gain some control and quiet herself so as not to attract any attention if anyone was walking around at all at two in the morning. Another ten minutes of embarrassing hiccups and tears passed by and she finally regained enough control to stop crying. She lifted her hand to wipe away the tears but he stopped her hand and wiped the tears away himself. This almost sprang to life new tears but he smiled and she felt that melt away.      

   "Will I see you again?" he asked, noticing her shivering.      

   "If you're willing to get up at one in the morning," she answered, standing and walking to the park exit. "I guess so."      

   He smiled and she smiled back.

 

   "Look!" she said, gulping away the annoying lump forming in her throat. "I'm...honestly glad you feel that way. Really, I am! But I can't stay in this town anymore. I'll come back one day, I'm sure of that, but for now I can't stay here. I've got a whole new life waiting for me at another town, and I can't miss an opportunity this big."      

   He looked stunned, as if she'd hit him in the face, but he shook it off lightly and just smiled at her again, sadly this time.      

   "I see," he said, sounding understanding but sad. "I...see. Yeah, you kind of do need to get out of here, what with all of the bad memories you have of this place."      

   Now she felt as if she'd been smacked, and retaliated at the point before she could stop herself.      

   "Not all of my memories of this town are bad, damn it!" she yelled, not caring if it attracted any attention at all. "If anything you're going to be the only good thing about this town, Haru!"      

   His eyes widened, for she almost never called him by his first name. She had almost never said his name except for the first time he'd told her it. She was desperate though to make him know that she cared for him plenty.      

   "Haru," she felt like crying but forced the lump to stay away from her. "I will come back. I'll only come back because of you..."      

   Oh man, she thought, feeling the blush coming on. That must've sounded so extremely corny.

   He stared at her, and he blushed too. At first she thought he might be getting red from the heat, but she noticed that he looked at the ground and was closing in on her. He held her, and she wanted to make him let go. He was making it hard to leave and she almost couldn't blame him for it.      

   "Can I at least walk with you to wherever you're going?" he asked.      

   "Sure," she answered, never letting go of his hand. "I'm heading to the bus station by foot since my ride doesn't come for a while."      

   "Plenty time," he said, leading the way suddenly. "I want you to walk all the way there with me, and no stopping unless we absolutely have to."      

   "Uh, sounds good to me." she said, smiling. "I don't want it any other way now."      

   The whole way there she held his hand and he held hers, talking to her about how worried he'd been. She felt slightly embarrassed that she had someone who cared for her this much at all. She'd become so accustomed to being the outcast in her family and her life that she'd stopped thinking about the very idea of "caring." She wandered around in life as a lonely being, with no one to talk to. Yet here she was, walking and holding this guy's hand and he was telling her with so much passion how much he'd cared for her well-being.      

   Was I not so lonely after all? she wondered as she looked up at him. I suppose not the whole time...

   "You...mean a lot to me, you know," he said, snapping her from her thoughts. "I know that may sound weird since we met in such a strange way, but despite the fact that I had the intention of being your friend...I felt like being much closer to you."      

   The image of that time when he'd leaned towards her on their swings and kissed her cheek ever so lightly flashed into her mind and she blushed yet again. Why did it have to be so hot today?      

   "Why though?" she asked, "I'm nothing that special. I'm one of those kids that has the wrong family and ended up at the same place as you totally by chance. I'm still surprised you ever came back the next night."         He chuckled, knowing that she'd felt that way since she'd seen him sitting at a swing waiting for her. She'd never felt the way she did about him before in her life for really anyone, so she couldn't believe someone such as him could have happened to her in her lifetime.      

   "I felt quite compelled to go back and see you," he said. "I felt that if I didn't, I'd regret it for the rest of my life. Also, I was afraid you might do something a bit rash, you know. You were..." he paused and stopped walking, staring off into space for a second. She almost asked what was wrong when he leaned his head on hers. "I couldn't leave such a pretty glass flower to break all alone like I thought you would if I didn't go back."      

   How does he talk like that?! she thought, annoyed. Every single time he talks that way I want to start crying or something!

   She leaned against his chest, suddenly sad that she was leaving this wonderful caring person behind. She felt she would definitely come back just for him and nothing else.      

   They continued walking, and as they neared a fast food resturant the time had been left at half an hour more until she needed to be at the bus stop to catch her ride to a new home.      

   "Let's get something to go and we'll take the bus there, Yui," he said. "If anything we'll make it fifteen minutes early and have enough time to eat at the bus station while we wait together."      

   "Together" she heard him say. She felt in her burning heart that that was all she'd wanted to hear from someone, "together". She'd wanted to be together with a person, be included in something. Someone watching above or somewhere out there had granted that wish for her and sent her Haru. If she was glad for anything, she was glad that he was introduced to her life.      

   "Yeah," she answered, smiling again. "I'd like that."      

   He stared at her, mystified by the wonderous smile that now shown on her face. She blinked, confused, and cocked an eyebrow questioningly. He laughed it off and took her with him to order food. Once ordered, they returned outside just in time for a bus to stop and take them; they'd had the joy of running out of the crowded resturant and just barely making it onto the bus before it closed its doors and rode off.      

   As they rumbled towards the bus station, Yui took it upon herself to lay on Haru's shoulder, a meager attempt at showing the affection she felt for him, too. He layed his head lightly on hers and still held her hand as he had been all the walk and ordering the food and running up to the bus. The speakers on the bus called that they were now at the bus station and they got off quietly. He had calculated right, they did indeed have fifteen minutes to wait for her scheduled bus to take her to the new town. They sat at an outdoor table and ate, talking about the food. Eventually they managed to scarf most of it down along with the drinks, that's when Yui felt that she'd start talking right then before the bus came and she didn't have enough time to say anything at all.      

   "So, what on earth are you going to do with your new life?" Haru beat it to her though.      

   "Um, I guess live it," she said quite plainly, making Haru laugh softly. "Honestly, that's all I think I can do. I'm going to get the rest of my education and then come back here and..." she swallowed down some of her soda to help get rid of the godforsaken lump. "...maybe live in a new apartment or something."      

   "Would you like to live with me?" he asked, honestly curious yet again. "I wouldn't mind you know. In fact, I really hope you'll at least live near me. I'm scared that no matter how much better you feel after all of this, you might feel bad about coming back here."      

   She nodded, and she had thought much about this already. "Yeah, I know. If anything though, I might just come to live with you." She smiled when he looked absolutely elated. "Yeah, that'd be nice, Haru. I'll seriously consider it. If anything, maybe I'll come visit you some time after I get settled."      

   He blinked, surprised. "R-really?! You think you could do that?"      

   "Sure, why not?" she said, smiling even wider. "Once I'm starting to feel a little bit better where I am, I'll think of coming to see you, ok? That's all I'll be able to do, if anything. I'd like to go to the park too, just to think about it all, you know?"      

   "That'd be awesome!" Haru said. "Um, oh! Can I get some number of yours? Do you know what it'll be when you get there?"      

   "Uh, actually, I have no idea," she answered, and he looked slightly disheartened. "Can you give me a number of yours? I'll call you whenever I get the chance. Or do you have an e-mail?"      

   "Ah, yeah I have both of those!" he exclaimed. "Do you have something I can write it on?"      

   "Sure," she pulled out a pen and scrap of paper from a folder she'd compiled together of all the things that the government people had told her to keep with her when she arrived at the town. He wrote down both, and even drew small cartoon figures on it.      

   "For when you want to think about me," he said. It was a picture of chibi versions of themselves. holding hands under the sun that was still beaming down on them. "You know?"      

   She smiled and practically flew to him. She gave him a hug, and it felt awkward to her because she wasn't very used to giving or even getting hugs. Nonetheless she hugged him, more heartfelt than anything she'd ever done. He hugged her back, and she could feel him starting to cry into her shoulder. She backed her head back to make certain of this, and yes, he had tears going down his cheeks.      

   "Sorry, I'm just really going to miss you," he said, and she wanted to start crying again. "First hug you've ever given me...that you weren't crying about."      

   She kept down the crying, and smiled again. He'd never seen something so beautiful as her smile.         Just as what they felt was the finale coming up, the speakers surrounding the building announced her bus's arrival. She laughed into his shoulder, the suspense of what she thought about the come between them flushing out in her laughter. He laughed too, realizing that it was just that funny.      

   They threw away their trash, and just as she was turning to go to the bus, he grabbed hold of her into another hug and did just what they'd wanted. He kissed her lightly on her lips, not wanting to startle her by the sudden gesture. Yui didn't know what else to do, and she felt no need to push him off like she might have any other day, so she kissed him back.

   This feels so strange... she thought, holding him closer. I've never felt so...at peace like this before. Is this what they call...happiness? I wonder.

   She broke the kiss and hurried with his hand still clasped to hers towards the bus. Just as they neared the parting doors, she turned around and looked him in the eyes. He seemed torn between letting her go and forcing her to stay, and she couldn't help but admit that she felt the same way right then about herself. She kissed him again, before she left.      

   One more touch, she thought, holding his hand. One more squeeze. With her other arm she held him close as he did the same. One more kiss before I leave...

   They broke off at the same time and she just smiled as best she could. He smiled back, both straining to leave an image of happiness in the other's mind to remember for when they were apart.      

   "I'll see about calling you," she said, turning and slowly letting go of his hand.      

   "Thanks," he said, their hands falling limp as she walked away. "For everything, really."

   She blinked, but figured that it meant he was glad to have met her. She nodded, and boarded the bus.      

   Wait for me, so-called happiness. she thought, smiling sadly out the window, waving as it drove off and she saw him wave back from inside the building. I'll come back someday. Another day for good.

Author's Note

i honestly thought it wouldn't have taken this long to do but oh well. it is kind of long...oh well though! i made it! randomness is my forte at random moments ^-^

Reviews

[Adventerous Amy]

i agree with D.Chee if i could i'd think of better words and maybe do a better review than D.Chee!!!!!
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[djeehc09]

that's freakin awesome! The story feels really down to earth, like I can just imagine a person exactly like this. Though I'm not sure if the guy's personality is so realistic... If only there were such guys...