"Akira!" called 18 year old Megumi Himura as she ran towrds her best friend's house, well running as best one could in a floor length blue kimono and dress sandals.
The boy, 19 year old Akira Mitsuki looked down at the object of his affection from his precarious perch in the roof of his home.
"Hey Megumi, what's wrong?" he inquired.
"Akira, I need help with the shopping today." She would a small square of paper at him.
Akira stood suddenly "You want me to come?"
"Would I be here if I could do it myself?"
"I guess not, but what about Kenji?"
Megumi glared at him, her amber eyes angry.
"Kenji was being a jackass like usual, so do not speak to me about him." the girl spun around and stomped to the end of the driveway her long loose black hair jerking with each stomp of her sandles.
"Are you coming, Akira?" Megumi called.
Akira jumped, landed near the impatient girl's feet.
"Let's go."
 Aliryia202 · Fri Sep 01, 2006 @ 08:09pm · 0 Comments |
