Saiyuu no Ryokou: The Continuing Adventures of Yuriko, Issue 24
- Saiyuu no Ryouko: The Continuing Adventures of Yuriko
The Story So Far: Midori and Yuriko have had a long day and shared a
few old secrets. Yuri learned that being part of a large family isn't
at all what she expected. Now the night offers her another surprise.
Volume 2, Issue 8
"Sounds in the Night"
"So?" Yuriko prompted.
"So, what?" Midori murmured into her neck.
"Not so 'what' so 'who,'" Yuriko nudged her lover slightly. "Don't
leave me hanging. I asked you about your family finding out about you.
Or don't you want to tell me?" She knew that Midori knew what she
Midori yawned. "I'm totally exhausted. I'll tell you, but it's a long
story. How about another time?" She yawned again, this time with an
audible pop from her jaw. "Ow."
Yuriko grinned. "Okay, some other time then. Good night." She leaned
over for a kiss, but Midori had rolled over and was asleep before the
light was out. Yuriko contented herself with a kiss to the back of her
lover's head and smile in her direction.
As tired as she was, Yuriko did not fall asleep immediately. The
strangeness of the room, the lack of city sounds outside, and the
unfamiliar bed beneath her kept her awake for a little while.
She stared up at the ceiling, thinking about her life in general, and
today in specific. She looked within herself for discomfort or
unhappiness and was moderately surprised to find neither. It wasn't
just that Midori's family was nice they were, of course but
neither were they pretentious. Yuriko thought over the day's events
and nodded. These were real people; people she had already begun to
like and could easily come to care for. She yawned and relaxed back
onto the pillow. Yeah, she thought as sleep overtook her, and Mari
would really like Misono...
Yuriko dreamed that she was getting married. Mariko walked her down
the aisle and Midori waited for her at the altar, but when she
arrived, it was Hachigoro, and he held out his hand to her. She
hesitated for a moment, and he smiled wryly, asking her if it was okay
if they lived in an experimental home. Yuriko pulled off her veil, but
the entire dress came with it and now she wore a tuxedo and she danced
off with Mayumi, while Midori stood by, crying.
Yuriko woke herself with a start. Her heart was pounding, her pulse
loud in her ears. She took deep breaths, trying to calm her nerves...
until she heard the sound. A sob. It was the same sound from within
her dream. The image of Midori crying froze her limbs for a long
Yuriko sat up, instinctively reaching for her lover, but the writer
was fast asleep, breathing heavily. She breathed a sigh of relief
she must have imagined the sound. It might have been an owl, or some
other night animal...
She heard it again. A muffled sob, followed by a long, shaky breath.
It seemed to be coming from outside. Yuriko slid softly from the bed
and walked to the widow. The pane was open slightly to let in the
cooler night air; Yuri leaned down to look through the crack, but
without her glasses everything was a blur. There might have been a
figure standing under a tall pine tree, but she couldn't be sure.
She squinted for a long moment, but there were no further sounds, and
the figure that might have been there wasn't moving. Yuriko stifled a
bone-shaking yawn even if there was someone out there, there wasn't
much she could do about it, anyway. Making her way back to bed, Yuriko
wrapped herself around Midori and fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.
To Be Continued
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