Love Hurricane. Victory Storm

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СКАЧАТЬ She couldn't wait clearing her conscience which was weighing on her.

      “What a sweet smell of biscuits!” a male voice burst out behind them.

      They suddenly turned and saw Kenzo Yoshida's imposing and decorated figure.

      “Daddy!” Kira shouted in the seventh heaven and rushed to hug her father. She hadn't seen him for almost a month. Even if it took just an hour by car to get to the base, Kenzo could go back to his family just a few times a month or even less.

      “Darling!” Elizabeth followed her, running into her husband's arms. “Why are you already back? You said you wouldn't come home before August.”

      “I'm on leave and I've got great news for us all!” the man answered smiling.

      “Tell us everything, please.”

      “We're moving back to Tokyo!” Kira's father exclaimed.

      “What do you mean?” his wife asked puzzled.

      “I've understood me, Ely. They have moved me again, they are sending me back to the American Embassy in Tokyo. Kira, are you happy? You're going to see granny again. I'm sure she is looking forward to hugging you again.”

      “I don't want to go back to Japan!” his daughter burst out, as soon as she realized what that news meant.

      “Kenzo, I've got a job here and I didn't think...”

      “Ely, you haven't understood how the matter stands. This is not something negotiable, it's orders from above and you can say thanks to your dear friend Darren Scott,” the man explained in an icy voice.

      “What a bast...”

      “Don't speak like that in front of the child,” her husband stopped her, as he didn't want his daughter to listen to swearwords.

      “I'm not a child any more and I don't want to go back to Tokyo!” Kira meddled again, on the verge of tears.

      “I want to leave before the new school term begins. I'm going to share my time between home and the embassy, while you can stay at my mother's, like before. I've already contacted Kira's old school and they have place for her! She will just have to pass an exam and she will be able to attend intermediate school” her father went on carelessly, making his daughter get very anxious: she looked on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

      “No, no, no, no, no!” the young girl kept shouting, shutting her ears.

      “Kira, you knew we were going to stay here just for four years!” her father tried to make her use her head, grasping her shoulders, but she started squirming and crying desperately.

      “No, no, no! I don't want to leave! I want to stay here! In Princeton! With Lucas!”

      “I'm sorry, child. But that's impossible!”

      “No, I don't want” Kira shouted her heart out, pushing her father violently away, rushing out of the back door and to the garage to take her bike.

      Her father's reproaching shouts and her mother's desperate ones were completely useless.

      Panting breathlessly and with terror deep inside her heart for what was going on, the girl took her bike and, before her father could get to her, she rushed into the street and started riding it with all her strength: she knew the boy's home was five long kilometers far.

      When she got to the Scott family's sumptuous and majestic villa, all the muscles in her legs were burning and she felt pain in her throat because of the strain.

      Luckily there was a light wind that day, so each tear which had tried to streak down her face, was almost dry before coming out.

      Using the small passage Lucas had made three years before by breaking some part of the fencing, Kira was able to walk stealthily into the villa and ran breathlessly into the house.

      She knew that Lucas' father would never allow her in, as it had always happened in those four years, but she could identify the window of her friend's bedroom, so she ran underneath and called him, with the little breath that was left to her.

      After shouting Lucas's name seven times, she was shaken by tears and fell on her knees on the gravel, praying that it was just an awful nightmare.

      She jumped and suddenly stood up scared when she felt a light touch on her shoulder.

      She feared it might be Darren Scott or her own mother, but luckily, as soon as she turned, she could see Lucas's drawn and sad face.

      She looked at him, trying to wipe away those irritating tears which made the real word around her flickering.

      Lucas had taken the plaster away, so Kira could see his wound among the hair on his eyebrow. However, she was still more shattered by his swollen and red eyes, since she wasn't used to them any more.

      She instinctively looked for a handkerchief in her pocket, so she could wipe away his scared air, but she had forgotten everything when she had run away from home.

      “Kira,” the boy whispered. He felt devastated when he saw his friend crying. That was something unexpected and it made him feel very bad again.

      “Lucas,” Kira burst out, flinging herself into his arms. She held him tight with all her strength, as if she feared the wind could take him away from her.

      She felt Lucas's arms returning her hug and completely embracing her.

      “I'm sorry, Kira,” the boy mumbled dejected, smothering his words through her long and silky hair.

      “Oh, Lucas! Please, forgive me. I don't want to lose you,” Kira sobbed, holding him still tighter.

      “Neither do I,” Lucas was shaken.

      Kira could hear his friend's heart beating faster and faster, while his breathing turned irregular.

      She knew he was crying and that made her broken down.

      She had been looking after him for years and she had got to know him, to love him and support him. So at that moment she couldn't believe what she was going to tell him soon after.

      “My father has been transferred back to Tokyo. He wants my mother and I to go back to Japan with him,” she could say without parting from Lucas, but he suddenly took a step back, as soon as he realized what she meant.

      Kira shivered because of that sudden separation. Then she saw Lucas looking at her with a shattered look.

      “I don't want, but...” Kira tried to explain to him.

      “So don't do it! Don't go. Don't leave me alone...you too. I'm begging you,” Lucas stammered terrified and started shaking. He had already lost his mother and he was going to loose his best friend soon.

      Why were all the women he loved going to leave him sooner or later?

      “I don't want to leave you alone,” Kira stated seriously, trying to recover a bit of clearness.

      “So don't go back to Japan!” Lucas begged her in such a painful voice that СКАЧАТЬ