Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Dream is so close to me

Airi stood by the phone booth as the simple spring rain lightly feel. The pavement rippled with every drop and she could see herself through the reflected trees.  The rain dripped off her umbrella, once a shade of dark grey the rain had melted it into a black, the white underside was staring to change as well. She may have felt the almost cold that surrounded her if it weren't for Michio.  

Perhaps hoping was out of the question now, but even as he walked away from her, she wondered perhaps it wasn't to late to wonder. The pavement had not yet absorbed the rain and it fell onto the mirror like surface more like a mist now, than it had when she had been trapped in the phone booth. Forced to wait it out she hadn’t stood there for long before he appeared over the road’s horizon. 

Ever unfazed by the rain as always, she though he would just continue down the road.  She thought he would just go on with his usual swagger, bag hung on one side casually gripping the umbrella in a way that honestly didn't do him much good. She couldn't help but press her face to the glass, but she looked away as he approached. At first she though he would pass her so she turned away. Then behind her she heard the click on the door. A red sleeved arm reached beside her and forced a second umbrella into her hands and then the door shut again.  Unsure of what to think she just stood there a minute, then she made up her mind. 

He supposed it was worth it after all. As he heard the sound of the door opening behind him. Still he kept up with his pace. The umbrella opened, the reflection before him. She smiled a bit. Perhaps she was right to wonder.  The rain faded to mist as she stood, and the trees shifted beside her. A spray of mist engulfed her with the changing wind, but she took no notice. A warmth around her was all he felt as she heard the rain drip from the trees, to her umbrella, then to the ground. Rippling around her shoes, it dissipated into the mirrored pavement. Barely audible he walked away, and she left him to his own thoughts. Yes, she was right to wonder and perhaps hoping wasn't out of the question either.

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