Quantum Leap - Vol. 3 I Will Wait For You On The Other Side

C008 Checking Out The Wares

Kagome's...*AHEM* I mean Akira's face immediately lit up and she blushed on both sides of her cheeks. She can not describe the feelings at the moment whether she had been groped or just treat it as part of me pulling a prank on her. I wondered how the original Shiro would have reacted but from the Akira's look, she seemed t have liked the way the relationship had been progressing so far. 

I was wondering about what she had in her mind, and as being an introvert, we were left to be guessing what she had in her mind all the time. Unless she opened up her mind and mouth, we would then knew what she wishes to convey. By God...!!! We are all not mind readers, Akira...!!!

What could I say right now? Right after I had made the grope earlier, Akira's was left with all smiles on her face. As for me, what I could describe was her butt cheeks were definitely firm and nice...! Hahaha...!

We left the alleyway as we nursed the styrofoam cups as we walked next to each other as we headed to the train station that we had alighted last night. We hopped to the counter and tapped our passes as we entered the gantry that led to the train platform.

Since there would be no food and drinks allowed on the platform, we quickly finished up our drink right after entering the gantry as one of the Station Master managed to stop us from entering the train platform while we were holding on to the styrofoam cups. 

After we had disposed of the styrofoam cups, we proceeded to the platform and waited for a short while before our train arrives. It finally came and the ride was only mere minutes away. We alighted at Ozone Station and walked to school. It was still early in the morning and the commercial district within Ozone Station was still sleeping. The only things that make up the liveliness were students from different public and private schools nearby that made their stop there as they chatted noisily right after they exit the trains.

Well, what do you expect from the students who greeted their peers as they had never seen each other for years...Hahaha...!!!

We walked down Ozone Station and made our way towards Shindeki Park, as there were some Town Council workers in overalls and yellow hardhats were unloading some 20-foot long metal posts from the back of a truck. They had drilled a hole on the ground and had erected the 20-foot long metal poles before pouring cement into it to make it sturdy.

There was a small pulley on the post and soon the workers set up a banner in between each metal posts. The banner mention "No erection of notices and boards without the permission of the Town Council."

How ironic to put up such atrocious banner to state such an announcement.

We reached the school and I accompanied Akira to the school's canteen. I bought 2 hot drinks while she plopped herself down on to the canteen's chair as she reached into her school bag and retrieved her paperback novel. I can not help but noticing her read the book for a few pages and then turned the pages back and re-read them once again.

It was as though she was having some difficulties in comprehending the words or maybe the storyline that she had to keep on repeating what she had read and had to re-read them once more. "Is the book alright, Akira? It seemed that you keep on re-reading the past chapters as if you had some parts which you cannot understand."

Akira smiled back at h=me as she peered above her paperback that she was reading and replied, "Hush...Shiro. There was this part of the story that I would need some time to read and re-read them. It is not that I have difficulties in understanding the plot or storyline but I was gripped by the development of the story. I cannot tell you right now but I feel like I was part of the development in this character that the writer had depicted."

I nodded my head and wondered that kind of developments that could have gripped this girl's attention. It was already 8:30 am when she finally closed the paperback novel and inserted a bookmark she had made using pieces of the wrapping paper as origami and had shaped it like a palm-sized heart. 

"Time to head back to class right now. We have 15 minutes to prepare ourselves for the lessons." She highlighted to me as soon as she slipped the bookmark into the pages that she had stopped and then slipped the paperback novel back into her school bag. She slowly stood up, thanked me as she bowed to me and went back to her respective class. I wondered why she had thanked me for once again and it is hard getting used to having your girlfriend that kept on bowing to you ever so often. 

I replied her by holding up my right hand and shaped it like a beak of a bird, and made some biting movement at the same time as I commented, "MMUUAAKK...! MMUUAAKK...!! MMUUAAKK...!!!" Akira looked back at me in horror this time and she held on to the edges of her short school skirt and ran back to her class in such a comical way with her arms flailing in the air and shrieking as if a Yokai was not on her heels...

If someone were to make a cartoon strip out of this series, there would definitely be some explanation and question marks all over Akira's head at the moment...Hahaha.

=*=

There were definitely no cliches about school life except for books, studying, dreadful homework as well as monstrous teachers who would spew out greenish coloured slime when the students failed to reach a certain standard right after taking a pre-assessment handed by the teachers themselves. I wanted to actually jump in straight to the juiciest parts that would interest all of you.

Wednesday, 10th May 1995.

Time: 3:15 pm

The bell rang indicating the end of the regular school hours. Once again I looked and re-confirmed that I had a futsal practice for about an hour from 3:30 pm to 4:30 pm at the school's grounds. There was a marked calendar underneath my desk that shows a big red "X" on the coming Saturday and the word "Match" in red was across it.

"Hey Shiro, you did not bring your futsal gear again? You have a locker there in the grounds and I think you might find the spares that you had usually worn over there." One of the students approached me once we heard the bell ring, indicating the end of the class as the rest of the students went about to pack the classroom neat.

"Thanks... Yeah, I did not bring any gear with me. You with me at the futsal training grounds, yes?" I replied as I noticed that the student that had greeted me was wearing a jersey underneath his school uniform as he flashed his thumbs up at me and he went right off the classroom, leaving me to wonder where the hell is the futsal grounds and where am I going to find my own locker once I get there. Don't tell me I had to open and search every single locker once I get there...?!?!

I take a look at my schedule once more and it takes a no brainer to understand that its a futsal match with some neighbouring schools that would be held on that Saturday the players would need to practice, practice and practice to make everything perfect. Actually perfect is not the term to be used but to ensure we were all fit and in the form to challenge the defending champions of last year...!

I placed my chair on top of my table and removed the school bag fro underneath it as I headed towards the exit. I took out my phone and sent an SMS to Akira to inform her that I had futsal practice later on and asked if she wanted to tag along with me. 

[Akira] Sure...I will be there. I got nothing on for today and I have the paperback novel to accompany me. See you at the grandstand.

[Me] Alright then, see you there too.

After I had received her reply, I went straight off to the school's sports complex towards the futsal grounds and managed to locate my locker and retrieved the futsal gear. The coaches there had ensured that the gear that the players had worn the other week had been laundered as the gear was then returned back to the respective lockers. Each locker had a name and that was one of the reasons why I could locate mine with ease.

IF NOT HOW IN THE WORLD WOULD I BE ABLE TO LOCATE THE LOCKER, AM I RIGHT?

I quickly changed into my gear in the locker room and was wondering that it was quite a coincident that I had hung my boots in the real world. I can't be kicking a football after the age of 35, am I right? So, I and my friends had decided that our generation of players had to give way to the younger and more fitter players. 

This time it was different. I had exchanged with a younger and fitter body, despite having a shorter stature than the original mine. However, since I was familiar with football and right now am going to play futsal where there would be a linesman missing from the arena, the game played would be almost identical. There would not be any offsides and out of bounds so the game would be played at a much faster pace than ever.

"Time to see how fit this Shiro would be since it would be a test. If he fumbles than I don't think he would make it to the top selection team and be on the reserves bench instead." I thought to myself as I came out of the locker room and decided to do some stretching and run a few laps on a short burst and long stride instead.

After I had run those circuits, I sprinted around for one lap before I turned into a jog on the next one. I watched the others who were juggling the balls with the head and legs and found that these players were indeed gifted. I guess I would let the coach decide on who would make it to the top selection. 

*PREET*

*PREET*

A coach blew on his whistle and every player congregated around him as he gave us a certain set of instructions and to weed out those who would be in the top selection team and those who would be in the reserves. 

"Alright, listen up. As usual, 5 on 5 for this training session and we would have a 15 minutes match each before half time for 5 minutes in between. Now, those in defence would be..." The coach then called out those names and mine was called and would be playing in attacking defence. It could be considered as a Midfield position and it was quite crucial as I would be the playmaker that would determine between victory and defeat. 

"THE MATCH STARTS NOW...!!!" The coach called out to all players once everyone was in their positions. He then blew his whistle and we soon kicked off from the centre as the opposing team had won the coin toss. I managed to steal a glance and saw Akira, who was sitting right at the goalie's enclosure position, as she lifted her head once in a while after she had removed her nose from the paperback that she was reading and waved at me to indicate she had some attention for me after all. 

I waved back to Akira and one of the players thought that I was asking for the ball and passed a direct ball to me but alas, the ball was not intercepted by me at all. The player that had passed the ball to me facepalmed himself as the opponent managed to capture the ball from my feet.

"SHIRO...WAKE UP...!!!" The coach hollered from the sides and his voice travelled like a soundwave and hit my ears like thunder...!

"Sorry, Akira. I have to play some futsal now and I need to have my fullest attention right now." I thought to myself as I challenged and wrestled the ball away from the opponent that had intercepted the ball earlier.

"THAT'S MORE LIKE IT, SHIRO...BE MORE LIVELY OUT THERE...!!!" The coach bellowed his booming voice once again and I wondered how the other players would feel if the coach was literally screaming down our throats. Hahaha...!

=*= 

Then there was this girl - a leggy, slender and quite an eye-boggling and lips smacking set of breasts that her 30B cup bra could not contain the heavenly mounds of flesh that wished to burst out from the tight white school's blouse that she was wearing. 

Everyone could see the straining buttons on her blouse that was simply waiting to be popped and some Otaku would be able to treasure that button for life and worship it like it was a long lost treasure. The bulge and cleavage of her breasts were accentuated by the half cup design of her black coloured lacy bra that she wore underneath the white school blouse.

Watching her sauntering in made every player on the court lose their concentration and that involves the coach as his Adam's apple was bobbing up and down when he swallowed his saliva. This particular busty girl had a slim waist about 24" and a fairly firm and jiggly butt that swayed vivaciously as she walked about the futsal arena. 

As the busty girl sauntered near to the sidelines, she exudes a kind of exuberance that whenever a player was near her, he cannot help but leaned against the sidelines to either if she was waiting for someone in the futsal arena or off the arena as well.

All the busty girl did was ignore all the players that tried to come near her and nothing was exchanged between her and the players. I knew if I were to approach the busty girl, I would be reprimanded by Akira for looking at other girls rather than her. Luckily Akira was an introvert person and I don't think she would voice out her displeasure if I were to look around and check out the wares, wouldn't she?