Takuma Kakinouchi's Point of View
It was me, seating in a bed and the doctor was just infront of me holding a stethoscope trying to check my heart beats and pulse. He's too careful. I survived for years, and that was so impossible and surelly difficult.
"How am I?" I asked. Doctor Taneda removes the stethoscope in his ear as he answered me,
"Stable. You're alright." I flusked a big smile in my lips and fixed my shirt buttoned it again.
"Great. Then my seventh stay here is over now." I guessed stating the obvious. He turned is back on me trying to fixing something in his table. I stand.
"But come back every two days." he recommended.
"Take your medicine. Avoid exercise." he added.
"Yeah."
"Oh, and no sweets, no salty foods." he muttered. I picked my suits in my bed. Lift my head right and looked at him.
"I know that. Don't nag me." then I walked through the door. Before I reached my hand on it, once again I turned his back on him.
"See you. Bye." and then I left him.
Doctor Taneda's Point of View
He finally turned his back on me. He really thinks his well, I guess so. He made it, I'm so proud of him. But I don't think how far he could hold. But anyways, I'll do my best to make him still.
I chuckled a bit swaying my office chair circled.
"So he's all grown up now." I said to myself. I'm so proud he reached this far.
Takuma Kakinouchi's Point of View
I'm on my way looking for her. I walked, I can't run. The air's so good. I feel every moment as I took a steps. I stopped at a staircase foot as I saw her above it standing and listening something in her ipod. She's wearing the schools uniform like I used to wear. Her hair was tied with pink and it was so cute, no, she's cute. And there was a red shawl rolled in her neck helping her to fight againts the cold. Wearing the short skir and a long leeved socks partnered with black leather shoes and with her bag in her shoulder.
