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Ge-ge-ge no nyobou 8/26
Aug. 26th, 2010 01:27 pma.k.a. and sometimes you wear black
Fumie and Shigeru sat in the kitchen. Uraki set a large basket of fruit on the table. "Here, this is my sympathy present for you." Fumie said, "Thank you." Uraki walked around and squeezed Shigeru's shoulder. "You're looking much better." Shigeru shrugged Uraki's hand off, and said, "Three days sleeping. I feel much better." Uraki said, "Oh. In that case, maybe you don't need this." He picked up the basket of fruit. "I could always give it to someone else." He set it on the floor.
( black clothes... )
Genbee sat there. Then he said, "He was my son. I should have died, not him. Not my son!" He stared out at the street as a tear rolled down his cheek.
<to be continued>
Fumie and Shigeru sat in the kitchen. Uraki set a large basket of fruit on the table. "Here, this is my sympathy present for you." Fumie said, "Thank you." Uraki walked around and squeezed Shigeru's shoulder. "You're looking much better." Shigeru shrugged Uraki's hand off, and said, "Three days sleeping. I feel much better." Uraki said, "Oh. In that case, maybe you don't need this." He picked up the basket of fruit. "I could always give it to someone else." He set it on the floor.
( black clothes... )
Genbee sat there. Then he said, "He was my son. I should have died, not him. Not my son!" He stared out at the street as a tear rolled down his cheek.
<to be continued>
