~Flashback~
“Hey wait up Hyoma” Young Ginga yelled chasing a young Hyoma. “Catch me if ya can!” Hyoma laughed. Hyoma began to climb a bold Green leaf evergreen 木, ツリー Ginga followed, but によって then Hyoma was at the end of the only 木, ツリー branch. “Betcha can’t come over here!” Hyoma commented. “Wanna bet!” Ginga shot back running across the branch, but slipping and falling off the 木, ツリー in the process; falling face first. “Oh No, are あなた ok Ginga?” a worried Hyoma asked. Ginga spit some 草 outta his mouth. “Yeah” Ginga 発言しました barely managing to get up and smile. “Hey Ginga, Ginga, Ginga, Ginga” Hyoma repeated.
~End Flashback~
“Ginga, Ginga!” Madoka 発言しました shaking Ginga’s shoulder. Ginga jumped slightly. Ginga was surprised at first, but then became serious. They both looked at each other stern now. “Um…Madoka?” Ginga asked. “Yeah?” Madoka responded, a bit confused. “I wanna 表示する あなた something…” Ginga claimed. “Oh, ok” Madoka agreed while nodding, still a tiny bit confused
-Outside-
They both ran a 上, ページのトップへ speed. Madoka began to pant and let her hands rest on her knees. “Wait a 秒 Ginga, where the hell are あなた taking me anyway?” Madoka asked. “You’ll see” Ginga responded lifting Madoka up for a piggy-back-ride.
“There it is” Ginga smiled. Madoka awed and stared at the rather big and old tree, yet it maintained its sturdiness. Ginga let Madoka off his back and put her down gently. He then began to climb the tree. He had a better grip sense he was younger. Madoka took a last look at the 木, ツリー before taking Ginga’s hand which welcomed her up the tree.
They both walked onto the only branch on the tree. Ginga was smart this time and kind of tight-rope walked on it. Then they both sat down. Madoka looked down and let out a slight yelp. “Yeah あなた might not wanna look down” Ginga added. “That’s an understatement!” Madoka claimed. “Why did あなた bring me up here anyways?!” Madoka added. Ginga looked up thinking of what to say first.
“The story begins when I was little, when I still lived here in Koma…” Ginga began.
~Flashback~
“You shouldn’t play on that tree, Ginga” Ginga’s mom scolded. “But mommy, I 愛 that tree!” A little Ginga complained. “I don’t care, don’t play on that tree! That’s final!” Ginga’s mom yelled. Ginga frowned as if about to cry.
~End Flashback~
“Somehow I managed to keep climbing this tree… Without having my mom catch me.” Ginga added. Madoka seemed to be drawn to Ginga’s story it was either that または the fact his flaming red hair seemed to shimmer in the sunset.
Ginga looked at Madoka. “Madoka…” Ginga said. “Huh?” Madoka asked snapping back to conciseness. “What were あなた looking at?” Ginga asked. Madoka’s eyes widened and she coughed something into a fist. “Excuse me?” Ginga continued. Madoka coughed into her fist again. “I can’t hear you, Madoka” Ginga exclaimed getting closer. “Your hair…” Madoka whispered. “My hair? What about it?” Ginga asked. “Nothing it’s just… the way it shimmers in the sunset…” Madoka commented. “You mean あなた were…?” Ginga asked. They both paused and Madoka nodded. They both remained still not a single feather could distract them until they leaned in… and kissed.
