Ova Da Rainbow: HAWAII'S STORY (3)

Heard 'Round The World (Or Just the Islands)

Mid-November, 1966

Why did this happen?

Why?

It was such a nice night too. Such a great time for a midnight walk. Alaska had insisted on it, because it was going to be his last week here. The letters had stopped, everything was fine again,

Oh, I am sorry. You are all probably a bit confused. I got caught up in the moment. We should probably retrace our steps to earlier today, the day it all went down. Good stories start at the beginning, not in the middle of the climax.

Would that be alright?

As mentioned, it was going to be Alaska's last week here, as everything seemed to be going back to normal now, and he was feeling a little bit homesick. But that was in a week. Right now, it was a lazy afternoon, with nothing so much as the feeling of boredom.

Hawaiʻi had informed Yua that they would have to keep their relationship all under wraps, due to not knowing how Alaska would react, but Yua was of the restless sort and didn't like being so secretive.

She had told Hawaiʻi that she would have to tell Alaska before he left, else she keep it a secret forever.

So here Hawaiʻi was, laying on her stomach on the ground, trying to figure out how to word everything, while also playing a friendly game of "Who had the stupidest death to date. Water/Snow Edition."

"I slipped on a rock. Hit my head when I tripped and I woke up when the tide went out with a massive headache and a whole lot of blood stuck in my hair." Hawaiʻi laughed. "Remind me to not try to collect opihi unless it is the hottest day ever and it's low tide."

"That's... something."

"You were the one who asked for the stupidest way I have died." Hawaiʻi said, rolling her eyes. "Your turn."

Alaska frowned, thinking a little, before he smiled. He was sitting with Opae, clearly enjoying himself as he petted her head and baby-talked to her. "I think the stupidest would be... I broke my neck once, shovelling snow. I fell right off my roof, and then, crack, dead on the ground. That hurt a lot."

Hawaiʻi's face pinched together, as she tried to avoid laughing. "Are you serious?" She looked at him sceptically.

Alaska smiled sheepishly, "I am. It was getting really cold out, and I was trying to go fast, so I lost my balance."

Hawaiʻi started to laugh at the very thought of it. "I'm sorry, you actually died because of that? You seem too smart to die like that."

Alaska nodded, grinning a little. "I was being stupid, and I didn't think anything of it until I was lying on the ground."

Hawaiʻi rolled her eyes at him, "You idiot."

Alaska nodded, still smiling. "Yeah, it was a pretty dumb way to die. I would have thought you would have died by drowning or something."

"Nah, ka moana likes me too much for that." Hawaiʻi said, taking an extravagant bow.

"Moana being the ocean, right?"

"Yep. You're getting good at remembering the words my lolo ass throws around." Hawaiʻi grinned at him.

"Opae... that's shrimp, right?"

The other option I thought about was 'Akamai'. It means clever. Sadly, the little lolo-brain here is anything but clever." Hawaiʻi said, before tapping Opae's nose. "You're a little dummy of a shrimp, aren't you?"

"She is a little dummy. Like you sometimes." Yua teased, and Hawaiʻi rolled her eyes.

"Thanks, you make me feel like a million bucks, you know that?"