Kazuto shook his outstretched hand and thanked him. He really
wanted to ask Akira what she says, but does not know
how to ask. So until now Kazuto was not quiet.
He drew a deep breath and turned toward Keiko Ishida now standing
beside him. Akira already meyatakan feelings to Keiko. Do Kazuto
already too late? Impossible. No way ...
"By the way," Keiko said without taking his eyes from the photos
displayed, "if Sensei had come here?"
Why did the girl suddenly asked about Akira? "It's already been here," said Kazuto
absently.
Keiko looked at him and grinned. "Oh, yes? How did he respond
about this exhibition? "
She was still like Akira. That thought Kazuto once he saw
the face Keiko beaming. At that moment he suddenly felt excited.
She was still like Akira. What should he do? What to
do?
What should I do so that you can see?
When Keiko turned to her with a look of surprise, he realized he
had said what he was thinking before.
* * *
Keiko thought he had misheard. "What?"
Kazuto was not immediately answered. The man just looked at her with an expression
confused and morose. After a short pause, Kazuto sighed,
stuffing his hands in his pockets, and asked, "What should I do
so that you can see me?"
For a moment Keiko could not find his voice. He could only stare at
Kazuto without blinking. His breath caught and her heart started pounding.
"Actually, I've never asked you," said Kazuto with a
small smile. "But you did not answer me."
Oh, yes. Keiko remember. Keiko remember it vividly, as if everything was new
yesterday. Christmas Day. Train station. He would take a train that will
take him to Kyoto when Kazuto stop and ask questions
of it. If you can forget Akira ... and started to really see me?
"I knew it was not the right time," said Kazuto, then chuckled. He
looked around the exhibition room filled with people. "Actually,
now is not the right time. The place is also inaccurate. But I guess I
should say it now. "
Keiko did not even realize there are people around them. He could not see
anything other than Kazuto. He could not hear anything but the sound of Kazuto. He still
can not breathe normally due to too excited and he was holding his breath
waiting for what will be said Kazuto next.
Eye Kazuto dark staring eyes straight and Keiko almost sure he
saw his own shadow reflected there.
Kazuto sighed and said with low tone but firmly, "I
like you, Keiko Ishida." Then he shook his head slowly. Her eyes were still fixed on
the eyes Keiko. "No. I guess the truth is I love you. "
The world stopped. At least Keiko felt her world stopped turning right
at that moment. The whole universe stops. No sound is heard in addition to the echo
remains of the words of Kazuto earlier.
"What should I do so that you can take me?" The voice that whispered Kazuto
and audible again.
No, thought Keiko. No ...
Thunderous applause sounded through the fog that blanketed the head
Keiko. He blinked and looked around. The exhibition visitors clapped
his hands and looked at Kazuto with a grin.
Keiko apparently realized that time Kazuto asked to come forward to
give a bit of a speech and answered questions from reporters. A
woman holding a microphone and looks like one of the people
responsible for organizing the event waved Kazuto.
"Kazuto-san, it looks like he called you," murmured Keiko.
Kazuto down, exhaled heavily. "At a time like this ...,"
he muttered quietly. But he quickly raised his head, squared her shoulders and
turned around. A broad smile on his lips already when he was strolling
pace is still rather unbalanced-toward the woman holding a microphone, accompanied by
the applause of everyone.
"I told you he's great," said Haruka suddenly was standing beside the
right Keiko.
"I know," said Tomoyuki standing on the left side Keiko. "I just
did not think he was famous like this."
Keiko turned and looked at the two brothers took turns. "Oh, Oneesan ...
Tomoyuki-kun ..."
Haruka's arm gently nudge Keiko. "He's cool, is not it?"
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