[center][h2]Noboru and Aiko Yamamoto[/h2][/center]

Noboru sighed as he kicked pebbles along the sidewalk. He had tried all afternoon to find any clues or hints of the kidnappings, but he had found nothing of importance. No one even knew what he was talking about. The pebbles rolled along the ground, bouncing the more he kicked them. It was a boring day and all Noboru had left to do was sit and wait for Aiko to get done with his job so that they could hang out the rest of the day. Noboru figured it'd be a little bit longer so he decided to do what any normal person would do and run a few laps, possibly a mile or two. He paced himself, starting his run up quite well. He took off in a flash, bounding down the street to wherever his feet took him.

Noboru was making good time. He felt fast and free, with nothing in his way or holding him back. His head was facing down the entire time, so he decided to raise it just a little bit to get a fresh breeze in his face. It felt slow-mo. He lifted his face and [i]she[/i] was there, running the exact opposite of the way he was running. She was a medium distance off, so maybe she hadn't noticed him yet. Now was his chance to get away. He lifted up his shoes to pivot on the balls of his feet so he could get away. A view of the sky came first, followed by the wind being knocked out of him as he smacked into the hard cement. He was probably quite visible to Chiaki by now. He hustled to his feet, charging the way back from where he came. There was only one way to make a smooth, or rather what could be counted for smooth after that fuck up, escape. His feet pounded the ground faster than they ever had before. only a short distance away. So short. His feet pivoted correctly this time, positioning him for a straight shot into the Cafe. Right into the Cafe he went. 

[color=navy]"Aiko! Hey Aiko I need your help!"[/color]