Chapter ~2~

(Hikari's POV)

I stood at his door, holding the shirt he lent me. He was the only guy that helped me instead of passing by, clearly ignoring me. The door opened and he appeared from behind it. "Hikari... Hey. What's up?"

 

"Um... Here's your shirt. Thanks for letting me borrow it." I said, handing it to him.

 

"No problem."

 

Come on, ask him. I thought. It's just coffee. It's not like it's a date or anything. Then why do I feel so nervous? "Was there something else you wanted?" he said,

throwing his shirt on the couch.

 

"Um... I was wondering if you wanted to go get some coffee. As a thanks for last night."

 

He nodded. "I don't have to work until later so, yeah."

 

I smiled. I didn't think he would want to, but he did. He came out and shut the door. He locked it and put his keys back in his pocket. "After you." he smiled.

 

We sat in a small cafe just a few streets away from our apartments. We were sipping at ice water while our coffee was being made. "Why did you help me?" I poked at

the ice cubes in my glass.

 

"What do you mean?"

 

I looked up at him from my glass. "Four people walked by, seeing what that man was doing and didn't even bother to help. Why did you?"

 

"I'm not the kind of person that ingores people that need help."

 

"That still doesn't answer my question. Why did you care enough to stop and help me?" I nearly shouted.

 

He sat there quiet and then spoke. "It doesn't matter why."

 

"Well it matters to me!" I said, a hint of anger rising in my voice.

"I don't have to explain myself!" he shouted and everyone stared at us. He stood up. "Especially to some s**t I barely know." He pulled out a five dollar bill, leaving it on

the table and walked out of the cafe. I sat there absently and people started to whisper.

 

"What a horrible thing to say to a girl." the women that took our order said. "Are you okay?"

 

I nodded and sipped at the coffee she placed in front if me. "I'm fine."

 

She walked away and tears started to fall. I don't know what I did to make him get so angry. I just wanted to know why he helped me. I didn't say anthing wrong did I? I

abandoned my coffee, got up, and left. I walked slowly down the street the apartments were on, still trying to think of what would have made Aiden mad and came up with nothing. Okay, so maybe I shouldn't have sounded so angry, but I didn't say anything wrong... I'm sure of it. I stopped when I made it to my apartment. I unlocked the door and just stood there. But if I didn't say anything wrong, why did he get mad? A gentle breeze caressed my cheeks and I shivered. It's fall already and the only thing cold, is the breeze.

 

"Excuse me" I heard someone say from above me in japanese. I backed up a few steps and saw a little girl about five, looking over the railing of the second level. She

didn't look japanese though. "You speak japanese?"

 

She nodded. "My step-mom can't speak english so, my daddy taught me how to talk to her in her language."

 

"I see. What is it, that you wanted?"

 

"Some lady was knocking on your door. She said she was your mommy and told me to tell you that she would be back in a while."

 

I smiled. "Thank you, sweetie."

 

"You're welcome." she said, returning the smile.

 

I opened the door and walked inside. I shut the door and went and sat over on the couch. I rubbed my chest. Why does it bother me so much that Aiden's mad at me?

Could it be it be that I like him? But I hardly know him. And it's clear he doesn't like me. I sighed and kept rubbing my chest. There was a knock at the door. "It's

unlocked." I said, in english. I smiled and stopped rubbing my chest. My mom walked in and shut the door behind her. She sat the bag she had on the table and sat in

the chair next to the couch. Her hair was different. It was short and wavey with a hint of red in it. Dad always told me that I look just like her and that I would stay

beautiful forever. "You changed your hair." I said.

 

She nodded and smiled. "I thought it was time for a change. Your father likes it. Says it looks good on me."

 

"It does."

 

She looked at me and frowned. "Sweetheart? Are you doing ok? You look pale."

 

"I'm fine. Just tired."

 

"You haven't been over doing it have you? No jogging and such? And you go to see your doctor regularly?"

 

"Yes, mom. I do all that. Minus the jogging. You could just call and see if I'm doing okay, you know. "

 

"But I like to see that you're okay with my own two eyes. What if something happened to you and I wasn't here? Or you couldn't get to the phone?" she said.

 

"I'll be fine. Don't worry." I reassured her.

 

"I'm your mother, Hikari. It's my job." I gave up. That's one thing about my mom, most people get annoyed by. She has a habit of worrying too much. I don't mind it too

much though. I'm just glad she thinks about me. I looked out the window. It started to rain and I frowned slightly. I wonder where Aiden is. I hope he isn't walking in the

rain...

Author's Note

So there you have chapter 2. As I write each chapter, and Aiden and Hikari are being more.. devolped i guess you'd say, I'm starting to wonder about Hikari. Even Though she is my character, i'm not to sure how to feel about her. What you you think?