He launches himself at the tall young man before him, without warning.
Ichi is taller than him by a good inch or two. And faster.
He punches the air as Ichi sidesteps him and lands behind him.
Then a flash of movement. And one of Ichi's pockets vacates.
The clumsy one falls without a sound, the wind knocked out of him.
With that, his body loosens, his eyes rolling.
And I finally find my voice.
"Is he... dead?"
"No. Just probably out cold."
I sway on my knees, but am quickly saved by a strong arm.
"Whoops."
"Ichi..." My eyes start to dim.
"Oh, wow, wow. Don't pass out on me." A cool hand pats my cheek.
I inch my eyes open again and his face is right before mine. I don't even flinch. I don't even care.
I'm just glad that he's here. That he's here with me.
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Rain Catcher
Kısa HikayeAs rain falls, I collect it in my palms. One drop at a time. Unbeknownst to me, my feelings for you slowly collected, drop by drop, until it overflowed, bathing me in emotions. How many drops will it take for us to fully realize our true feeling...
