The room was beautifully lit with the sunshine coming in from the window. The beeping of the machine could be heard. Amaya found it quite anoying.
"Let see," Amaya thought to herself. "What can I last remember? The boy on the floor, Kenji, me almost passing out, something or someone picking me up, running, putting me down, Shi-!"
"GAHH!!"
Amaya was about to get up from where she was lying down but couldn't as a sharp pain shoot through her veins to her brain. Even when she yelled, or so tried to yell, only her 'sore-throat-voice' could be heard.
The door opened. Amaya laid as stiff as a stone. Only her eyes remained wide open starring at the ceiling. For some reason, she didn't care to see who was that. The person didn't say anything either. There was a sound of a tray with things on top put down on the table at the side of her bed. The person sat down beside her bed. Amaya closed her eyes.
She heard water sounds from the side where the person sat. Something cold suddenly was laid on her forehead. It was like a wet handkerchief.
“You-” the person began but stopped. A long pause.
“What d’you want?” Amaya asked him in her close-to-whisper voice.
“…”
“Why keep helping me?” she said. Obviously, that was Shiro.
“Why shouldn’t I help a friend?” Shiro replied.
Another long pause. Amaya tried to lift her hand to take off the handkerchief. She couldn’t seem to move. Every part of her body was aching badly.
“You should try to limit your movements. Doctors say you’re hurt terribly by those punches and kicks.” he explained.
Amaya managed to turn her head slightly which she regretted later on because it hurt like crap and she had to stay in that position until Shiro offered to help her turn it back. She looked at him. His right hand was bandaged with plaster of paris and a sling across his shoulder. His face edged with some kind of weird expression which Amaya translated it as concern. Since this boy didn’t have a proper life, I guess he also has problems trying to express himself. Amaya thought.
“You… can’t get any… better than this.” she stared at him.
True, of course. Besides the sling for his hand, he had a bandage round his forehead.
“Well, this is what I get for having a troublesome friend,” he said.
Of course, that was not the wisest thing he had ever said, for if Amaya wasn’t in her situation, she would have flew at him and I wouldn’t describe what she did or this story will be rated ‘violent’.
“Then why have this friend?” she could only say.
“Because this friend’s worth helping.” he answered bluntly.
Amaya looked over the other side of the room out of the window. Shiro knew he said something he shouldn’t have said. He wanted to apologise but the word couldn’t come out.
“Do you want to…” Amaya paused.
“What?”
“Go for the camp? Or are you going?”
“There’s a camp?”
“School camp. But not many people going.”
Shiro looked at the floor. He couldn’t possibly come out with that kind of money to go for the camp.
“There isn’t any closing date since there is so little people going.” Amaya added as she felt her voice coming back. “You could get a few extra money from working part time you know? It’s in a week’s time and the camp fees are only 70 dollars.”
“I’ll see first.”
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Camp day.
“Amaya, how many people do you think will be going for this some sort of abandoned camp?” Narumi asked her as they walked towards the school.
"Let's see.. Around 23 people?" Kazuki replied.
"Hi Amaya." Amaya said to Kazuki.
"Huh?"
"Narumi asked me and you answered, so I guess you're Amaya." she said with a smirk.
"Funny."
They chatted all the way to the school. When they reached the school, true enough like they expected, there were only a few out of the whole school who came.
The teacher in charge marked their attendance and they moved to a corner and waited. Amaya sat on her lugagge and looked around to see whether she knew any faces.
"Hey, guess who, Amaya." Narumi pointed out to her.
"What?" she glance at where he pointed. It was Shiro, and Akira!
"Oh wow! He came after all huh?" Kazuki nudged her.
"What was that for?"
"That nudge?"
"Yes."
"*ahem* You like him right?" he said in a whisper.
"Seriously." she looked at him with a frown. Kazuki just laughed.