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A second ago, all I can hear is the crowd...
Then, they all went mute, hearing only two rhythmic pulses going faster and faster...
Are they... heartbeats?
One's mine, no mistaking it. But the other... can it be hers...?
Time froze at that very moment. It's like everyone else just stopped, leaving me and her ensnared by each others' glance...
Those eyes... Wait... I've seen them somewhere before...
The moon...
The fireflies...
The buzzing of the cicadas...
Her kind face...
And those eyes...
My hands holding her close...
This close...
Fingertips gliding through my cheeks...
Her face moving closer...
Closer...
Closer...
And a whisper...
"Aishiteiru..."
I felt it. I sure did. It seemed so real...
And she's going for a kiss.... A KISS...
...
...
...
I closed my eyes... readying my soul for this kiss... only to be spoiled the crowd noise coming back; and time began to flow again...
What was fate showing me? Is she somehow related to me? Or am I just hallucinating...
So, where was I? Still on that position... Opening my eyes again, I see her... and she does not look happy. Is it me,or am I making the face of someone who's asking for it? Yep, that's the octopus face alright... Ho boy, my 'other self' may want to kill me....
!
She judo'd me...! Or was it jujitsu? Either way, I'm in a world of hurt... She's breaking my arm! Man!
I was about to shout 'uncle' when I heard an applause... She stopped punishing my arm and pulled me on my feet.
Wait... the people rounded up for us? They might've thought we're having an exhibition...
She let go of my hand and bowed to the people...
I, on the other hand, am feeling a heavy head, and cold sweat. I'm pretty sure that I felt a needle poking my shoulder after I pinned her.
I checked the back of my shoulder, and I couldn't be more right...
... and all went black...
~Shinji Masato
Sunday, April 26, 2009
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
First Mission: Fourth Log (Escape)
10:01 AM
One minute I was thinking about a tactic to get away from his guards. And the next minute, he pins me to the ground!
"WATCH OUT!!" he yells.
The impact pushes me down to the ground. My training had provided me the necessary reflex to make sure I fall safely without hurting myself. But in the impact, I had let go of my kunai, the only weapon I had at that moment, and it spun away from me and into the crowd.
I hear a heart beat.
Ba-dum
Loud. Fast.
Ba-dum
And so close…
I turn my face to see his face looking down on me just inches above mine. At this close range I could see the true color of his eyes.
They were dark brown. Just like the ashes of a beechwood tree before it was mixed with water to make ink.
I found it hard not to stare. It’s like staring at the bottom of a pit… As if an inner force is telling me that I will see something in his eyes. So I kept my gaze locked into his and suddenly…
Suddenly…
I saw it.
For a brief moment, I saw his clothing and appearance change. His shirt transformed to a kimono and his face was paler and older. In the same awkward position, he towered over me, murmuring…
“Aishiteru-“
His face slowly moved closer.
He is going to kiss me!
I quickly closed my eyes shut, breaking the connection between us. When I opened them, everything went back as it had been.
And he is still... Sitting. On top. Of me.
At that sudden realization, I quickly grabbed his shirt and performed an escape, ending up in a back mount and pinning him down with my knee. I was about to dislocate his left arm when all of the sudden, the crowd burst into applause. I turned around, and saw that the people at the station were staring at us, clapping at what they thought was an excellent performance of jujitsu.
I scolded myself for forgetting where I was. It was a good thing that the people did not suspect anything. I almost exposed our existence once more. Keeping with the scene, I tapped my victim on his shoulder, signaling him to stand as I released my hold on him. I stood and bowed to the crowd, who applauded even louder. He, on the other hand, staggered as he stood, leaning to the nearby post for support. I guess I overdid it. But it doesn’t matter. I’ll kill him anyways.
I watch him as he clumsily took a bow…
And then fainted!
I grabbed him as fast as I can, preventing him from crumpling into the floor. When I looked at his face, he was paler than before I pinned him down, and his temperature was rising fast. At this distance, I could hear his heart beating slowly every minute. Immediately I knew this is not an effect of our earlier demonstration.
He was poisoned!
But how?
“Hey! Out of the way! What’s going on over there?”
The police! I better make an escape!
Yumi Takai
One minute I was thinking about a tactic to get away from his guards. And the next minute, he pins me to the ground!
"WATCH OUT!!" he yells.
The impact pushes me down to the ground. My training had provided me the necessary reflex to make sure I fall safely without hurting myself. But in the impact, I had let go of my kunai, the only weapon I had at that moment, and it spun away from me and into the crowd.
Sh*t. Defenseless and weaponless!
Ba-dum
A heartbeat.
Ba-dumI hear a heart beat.
Ba-dum
Loud. Fast.
Ba-dum
And so close…
I turn my face to see his face looking down on me just inches above mine. At this close range I could see the true color of his eyes.
They were dark brown. Just like the ashes of a beechwood tree before it was mixed with water to make ink.
I found it hard not to stare. It’s like staring at the bottom of a pit… As if an inner force is telling me that I will see something in his eyes. So I kept my gaze locked into his and suddenly…
Suddenly…
I saw it.
For a brief moment, I saw his clothing and appearance change. His shirt transformed to a kimono and his face was paler and older. In the same awkward position, he towered over me, murmuring…
“Aishiteru-“
His face slowly moved closer.
He is going to kiss me!
I quickly closed my eyes shut, breaking the connection between us. When I opened them, everything went back as it had been.
And he is still... Sitting. On top. Of me.
At that sudden realization, I quickly grabbed his shirt and performed an escape, ending up in a back mount and pinning him down with my knee. I was about to dislocate his left arm when all of the sudden, the crowd burst into applause. I turned around, and saw that the people at the station were staring at us, clapping at what they thought was an excellent performance of jujitsu.
I scolded myself for forgetting where I was. It was a good thing that the people did not suspect anything. I almost exposed our existence once more. Keeping with the scene, I tapped my victim on his shoulder, signaling him to stand as I released my hold on him. I stood and bowed to the crowd, who applauded even louder. He, on the other hand, staggered as he stood, leaning to the nearby post for support. I guess I overdid it. But it doesn’t matter. I’ll kill him anyways.
I watch him as he clumsily took a bow…
And then fainted!
I grabbed him as fast as I can, preventing him from crumpling into the floor. When I looked at his face, he was paler than before I pinned him down, and his temperature was rising fast. At this distance, I could hear his heart beating slowly every minute. Immediately I knew this is not an effect of our earlier demonstration.
He was poisoned!
But how?
“Hey! Out of the way! What’s going on over there?”
The police! I better make an escape!
Yumi Takai
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Fate is playing tricks on me...
"Mister, I believe this is yours~"
That sweet sweet voice echoed around my head...
Jackpot!
Detailed kunoichi wear; seemingly-realistic ninja equipment; that glance... She's an angel, in ninja clothing. And she has something I nearly died for...
It seems like my luck's beginning to change already!
Taking the ticket from her hands, my excitement clouded my rationality and started being all over the place...
... and glomped her...
"HOMIGOSH! THANKYOUTHANKYOU!!!"
My heart felt like dancing for 3 seconds, until I finally thought of letting go: a little longer and she might think I'm harassing her...
If I had an 'other self,' he'd be going facepalm right now.
"OH SH*T!"
But I can't help but be totally fascinated by her outfit. She makes a really convincing kunoichi: not just her clothing, but her style as well. Wonder which character she's cosplaying? Forgetting the decency to introduce myself, my enthusiasm got the best of me as I asked:
"That's the most amazing and detailed ninja costume I've ever seen! And that kunai! It looks so real! Who are you cosplaying?"
...
...
...
Instead of an answer, I got a confused facial expression from her. Doesn't she know what I'm talking about? Or I might have scared her with my stunt earlier. (Yeah, way to go, doofus!)
!!!
There was this heavy feeling that swelled inside my chest; I felt malice, and hatred, and bloodlust, one that would torture my heart, and it's growing more and more intense by the second.
And that hatred... is being projected to... her... the one I just glomped...
"WATCH OUT!!"
Someone's out to kill her. I just know it. My instincts told me. But why are they acting up now, of all times?
I shoved the kunoichi-cosplayer, pinning her to the ground.
I felt it twice now, twice in a single day. Is fate playing tricks on me again?
...
The 'heavy feeling' stopped... only to be replaced by the feeling I do not usually feel... the WTF feeling...
This face-to-face, body-to-body experience only happens in anime, wherein either guy or girl stumbles, either accidentally or intentionally, to their love interest, pinning one on the other and gets their logic haywired for about 3 seconds or so. The haywiring of logic is also known as the WTF feeling, or the sandwich of both heaven and hell, wherein you don't know if you feel wrong, or right, or both.
I haven't viewed a girl's face this close before... Is it me or are her cheeks getting redder?
And angrier... oh no...
Yep, my 'other self' is currently doing the headdesk.
~Shinji Masato
That sweet sweet voice echoed around my head...
Jackpot!
Detailed kunoichi wear; seemingly-realistic ninja equipment; that glance... She's an angel, in ninja clothing. And she has something I nearly died for...
It seems like my luck's beginning to change already!
Taking the ticket from her hands, my excitement clouded my rationality and started being all over the place...
... and glomped her...
"HOMIGOSH! THANKYOUTHANKYOU!!!"
My heart felt like dancing for 3 seconds, until I finally thought of letting go: a little longer and she might think I'm harassing her...
If I had an 'other self,' he'd be going facepalm right now.
"OH SH*T!"
But I can't help but be totally fascinated by her outfit. She makes a really convincing kunoichi: not just her clothing, but her style as well. Wonder which character she's cosplaying? Forgetting the decency to introduce myself, my enthusiasm got the best of me as I asked:
"That's the most amazing and detailed ninja costume I've ever seen! And that kunai! It looks so real! Who are you cosplaying?"
...
...
...
Instead of an answer, I got a confused facial expression from her. Doesn't she know what I'm talking about? Or I might have scared her with my stunt earlier. (Yeah, way to go, doofus!)
!!!
There was this heavy feeling that swelled inside my chest; I felt malice, and hatred, and bloodlust, one that would torture my heart, and it's growing more and more intense by the second.
And that hatred... is being projected to... her... the one I just glomped...
"WATCH OUT!!"
Someone's out to kill her. I just know it. My instincts told me. But why are they acting up now, of all times?
I shoved the kunoichi-cosplayer, pinning her to the ground.
I felt it twice now, twice in a single day. Is fate playing tricks on me again?
...
The 'heavy feeling' stopped... only to be replaced by the feeling I do not usually feel... the WTF feeling...
This face-to-face, body-to-body experience only happens in anime, wherein either guy or girl stumbles, either accidentally or intentionally, to their love interest, pinning one on the other and gets their logic haywired for about 3 seconds or so. The haywiring of logic is also known as the WTF feeling, or the sandwich of both heaven and hell, wherein you don't know if you feel wrong, or right, or both.
I haven't viewed a girl's face this close before... Is it me or are her cheeks getting redder?
And angrier... oh no...
Yep, my 'other self' is currently doing the headdesk.
~Shinji Masato
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