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Kikuchi walked into what was supposedly her room, it wasn't, it was Gurdy's. She was tired and didn't care, a bed was a bed after all. Taking off her hat and shoes she lay down on the bed, shutting her eyes instantly with a deep sigh.
What was the name of the blonde boy? What was his name? Kikuchi might've known deep down, maybe she just couldn't admit it in front of the swindler?
Burying her face in his pillow she gave a grumble before he walked in...
"Are we to be switching rooms for the night?"
Kikuchi didn't answer...
"Are you feel well, Miss Kikuchi?"
Kikuchi didn't answer...
Gurdy began to worry of course, he rushed to her side, shaking her gently, "You're sick, aren't you? Being outside in the night was a bad idea..."
"...I'm fine... oi..." she muttered, muffled against the pillow though still audible.
"Then why so quiet?" Gurdy asked.
"I want to place a name..."
"You can always think on it in the morning when--"
"No. I want to place a name now Gurdy... I want to see him again to say sorry for forgetting about our promise..." she said, "And maybe I can get his word on why he never came back..."
Gurdy crawled onto the bed and laid beside her, "I assure you... it will come to you when the time is right..."
She wrapped her arms around him, laying her head on his chest, she could hear his heartbeat, "Recite the rest of the poem...? The one about the lost treasure in the desert...? Please...?"
"Anything for you Miss Kikuchi..."
"Lightning brings a cactus pain,
Now it all begins again.
Of crumbled inn few reminence,
Its faulty beams cannot be missed.
Lonely mushroom bursts to flame,
Otop the sands that quicksands claim.
Three rocks await the winter's kiss,
One by one, they find their bliss.
And in the end shall bloom a flower,
Sacred light reveals its power."
Kikuchi walked into what was supposedly her room, it wasn't, it was Gurdy's. She was tired and didn't care, a bed was a bed after all. Taking off her hat and shoes she lay down on the bed, shutting her eyes instantly with a deep sigh.
What was the name of the blonde boy? What was his name? Kikuchi might've known deep down, maybe she just couldn't admit it in front of the swindler?
Burying her face in his pillow she gave a grumble before he walked in...
"Are we to be switching rooms for the night?"
Kikuchi didn't answer...
"Are you feel well, Miss Kikuchi?"
Kikuchi didn't answer...
Gurdy began to worry of course, he rushed to her side, shaking her gently, "You're sick, aren't you? Being outside in the night was a bad idea..."
"...I'm fine... oi..." she muttered, muffled against the pillow though still audible.
"Then why so quiet?" Gurdy asked.
"I want to place a name..."
"You can always think on it in the morning when--"
"No. I want to place a name now Gurdy... I want to see him again to say sorry for forgetting about our promise..." she said, "And maybe I can get his word on why he never came back..."
Gurdy crawled onto the bed and laid beside her, "I assure you... it will come to you when the time is right..."
She wrapped her arms around him, laying her head on his chest, she could hear his heartbeat, "Recite the rest of the poem...? The one about the lost treasure in the desert...? Please...?"
"Anything for you Miss Kikuchi..."
"Lightning brings a cactus pain,
Now it all begins again.
Of crumbled inn few reminence,
Its faulty beams cannot be missed.
Lonely mushroom bursts to flame,
Otop the sands that quicksands claim.
Three rocks await the winter's kiss,
One by one, they find their bliss.
And in the end shall bloom a flower,
Sacred light reveals its power."