Healing Your Wounds

First Time

You stopped on the sidewalk and looked at Kuroko's house.

You smiled of the thought of Kuroko helping you yesterday.

Then...

Kuroko came out the door and he looked right at you.

'Ah crap!'

You blushed a little and quickly turned to face the other way.

"(L/N)-san?" He ran up to you.

"Y-yes?"

"Um, good morning." He greeted.

'Ah, I forgot my manners!'

You quickly bowed and said, "Good morning, Kuroko."

You both walked to school together.

You felt slightly embarrassed.

'Why am I embarrassed? I should be used to this, back in (hometown) a lot of guys walked me to school while I was on my way home, with some girls too. I should be use to it! But why am I a little embarrassed around him.'

You were in such deep you...uh.....

Bumped into a pole.......

"OUCH!" You winced as you fell flat on your butt too.

"Eto, are you ok?" Kuroko asked as he sweat dropped, while scratching his cheek.

"I told you that you were going straight towards a pole too...." He blinked.

You sweat dropped.

"Ahahahaha, I wasn't listening, I was ah.... daydreaming." You scratched your head a got up.

He blinked.

Talk about awkward.

You got up and tried to laugh it off.

~*~*~*~*~

You were in the middle of class.

You were dozing off and thinking about some other stuff like...

Anime, and stuff... Ya know.

Then you feel asleep in class.

You slept at like 12 or something last night.

Anyways, you were dreaming about the time when you actually went to Tokyo during the summer~

"Mommy, Daddy! We're here!? In TOKYO!?" You shouted in surprise.

"Yes, we are." Your father smiled and ruffled your hair.

You smiled brightly. You were happy to spend time with your family in Tokyo during summer vacation.

Your parents held your hand.

Your father on the right and your mother on the left.

You were spending a few weeks in Tokyo.

~Time Skip(in dream)~

It was time for a summer festival.

You were wearing a yutaka, along with your parents.

But you got separated from them.

You were crying as you were looking for you parents, but by that time, your parents started arguing.

You randomly walked to a pond (or river) and you sat on the grass and cried.

"Ano, are you ok? Where are your parents?" Someone asked.

You knew some Japanese when you were little.

You looked up to see it was.

You couldn't see his or her face.