-_Taisuke_-
We got onto the train and I sighed a little and relaxed in the seat next to Miyuki after closing the door to our couch. I ran my fingers through my chestnut brown hair and sighed again. Sometime’s you don’t realize how much you like your own hair color until you have to change it.
I heard sniffling coming from Mi and I looked down at her slightly to see her crying. I rubbed her back trying to calm her down. “I’m sorry…I know it’s hard…I’m sorry I’m not strong enough right now that I couldn’t help Kuori…it was terrible timing for getting sick.” I said. I know that I couldn’t get her sick because it wasn’t a normal sickness, but I just didn’t know what to do. Sometimes Kuori was much better at consoling someone then I was.
Mi shook her head and whipped her tears away. “No, don’t apologize. I know I shouldn’t be crying and that Kuori would want me to be strong.” She stated.
“I promise that we’ll find him. No matter what we’ll bring him back and we’ll get everything figured out together.” I told her.
She nodded, “So where are we going to go when we get to Europe?” She asked me quietly leaning against me.
“Kuori and I have some relatives that live in London. That’s actually where Kuori’s parents and mine are staying. We’ll go there first and let them know what’s going on. It’s only right for them to know and for them to be cautious when they head home.” I answered putting an arm over her shoulder.
“You sure that we’ll be safe there?” she asked.
“To be honest I don’t know. Even though I was apart of the force that was after Zero I don’t even know how deep or far their connections spread.” I said and I knew that was not the answer she really wanted to hear.
A silence fell between us for what felt like hours when she finally spoke up. “How are you feeling?” She questioned.
“I could be better. I still feel a bit light headed, but I’ll be okay. When we get to the city if it’s too late we’ll find a motel or somewhere to sleep for the night.” Considering that it was almost a ten-hour train ride to the city I chose we would be exhausted by the time we got there.
“No we should just get on a plane and head to London as soon as we can. We can sleep when we get to your relatives house.” Mi said determined.
“Y-you sure? That’s over twenty-four hours that we’ll have to be awake, that’s not including the time change that we will be going through so we may end up being up even longer considering that my relatives live.” I stated.
She nodded, “I’m sure. I can do it! I promise.” She said.
Then again if they figured out that we were going to this city they would probably assume that we were going to get a hotel or motel somewhere because if they were viewing the tapes they would know that I was sick and I would need to rest. So even if it makes me worse I could sleep it off when we get to my relatives…hopefully. I pray that staying up for so long won’t just make it worse in the long run. “Alright, then that’s what we’ll do.” I agreed.
“Why don’t you try to sleep Tai.” Miyuki suggested.
I shook my head a little, “I’ll be alright. I’m feeling better.” I smiled at her.
“You look exhausted though.” She commented.
“I promise I’ll be alright.” I reassured.
To be honest I was afraid to fall asleep because when I’m sick I sleep like a rock and no one can get me up until I get myself up. I didn’t want anything to happen if I did fall asleep. I’ll wait till we’re safe at my relative’s house with my aunt and uncle and my parents. A silence fell between us for about an hour or so as we looked out the window. Occasionally we would point out a landmark as we passed by it.
“Attention all passengers we will be arriving at our final destination shortly.” The conductor said over the loud speaker.
I got up and closed the blinds to our cart and walked back over to my bag and opened it up.
“What’s wrong?” Mi asked.
“I have to change. I don’t look close to my passport picture.” I answered just double-checking that I had my passport. If I didn’t have it we wouldn’t be going anywhere. “You have yours right?”
Mi nodded, “I haven’t taken it out of my bag since we went to Paris.” She answered. “But what if someone sees you?”
“I’ll change my hair style a little.” I replied “Trust me I’d rather not be myself right now with what’s going on, but I don’t have a choice.” I mentioned then turned to face my reflection in the dark window I got my hair back to it’s normal color but I kept it short. Usually the most that could change from a passport is the length of your hair. It was a risk but there was no other way right now. “Well what do you think?” I asked her.
She blinked a few times “Your hair, your beautiful hair…” She started.
“I know I had to “chop” it off.” I said making the air quotes with my fingers.
“But…but…” She muttered.
“Do you want me to make it really long instead?” I asked. I figured that making it short would be the more logical answer since my hair does grow fairly fast but not that fast.
“No, it’s just a shock.” She put a hand on my cheek, “You look even more like him.” Mi stated.
“I know, that’s why I always kept my hair longer so that the family would be able to tell us apart.” I answered.
“What should we do with my hair? Should I cut it?” Miyuki asked me.
“I think you’ll be fine if you just put your hair up.” I told her. Besides I think that Kuori would kill me if I just let you slice off your hair and he found out.
“But I don’t want us to get caught.” She said.
“We won’t. We’ll be fine. Stop worrying so much. They don’t have you on record so you’ll be fine. Besides I doubt that they even know what you look like or that you have any relation to us what’s so ever.” I stated.
I must have hurt her feelings because she looked down at her lap. “Okay…” She muttered quietly to where I could barely hear her.
I’ve been doing great. This is probably a good reason why I’m not dating anyone. “Don’t be like that. I wasn’t saying it to be mean I was saying it as a good thing Mi.” I said even though it’s probably just going to make things worse.
“We are now arriving at our final destination.” The conductor said.
I zipped up my bag and tossed it over my shoulder. “Come on.” I said and I heard her get up and follow me silently.
We stopped at a gas station near by the train station so that I could withdraw some money for the plane tickets. Since they will more then likely be tracing my credit card and my debit card I needed to do this as soon as possible so that way it will hopefully draw them away from the air port if they are looking for me.
“Should we take the bus or subway?” Miyuki offered.
“I think we should walk. I know that one of the other would get us to the air port faster, but I would rather be safe then sorry. There are only a certain number of buses that go to the air port and the subway is underground.” I mentioned.
“Alright.” Miyuki nodded and we started our walk to the airport. “What is the rest of your family like?” She asked.
“Everyone is nice. My cousins are a bit hyper active, but what do you expect from a six and eight year old.” I answered.
“OH, They’re just little kids!” She said all sparkly eyed.
This made me chuckle a little bit. “So you like kids?” I asked her.
“Of course, they have such squishy faces and they are adorable when they sleep.” She cooed holding her cheeks. I swear if this were an anime there would be little hearts and a pink background behind her.
“They are cute when they sleep and aren’t pulling my hair.” I laughed lightly. “Oh right before I forget.” I said and bent down to whisper in her ear. “The relatives that we’re visiting don’t know about the curse so we have to keep that on the down low.” I straightened up and smiled.
“Alright, I can do that.” She smiled back at me. “Are you taller on purpose?” She asked quietly.
“Hua? Oh…” I laughed shyly and rubbed the back of my neck. “My bad…” I said as we got to the airport. Getting to places always goes by a bit faster when you are having a good time and not worrying about whatever you have to worry about. We looked at the plane departures and there was one that was going to leave for London in a half an hour. Hopefully we would still be able to get tickets and catch the flight before it leaves.
