From A Different View ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ "Oh! It's just as beautiful as I remember it!" It was a proud day when Elena finally got the chance to see Japan again. To see a country so small in comparison to her homeland of Kenya, but rich with both vitality and culture. The last time she had come here it was amazing. And she knew that this time would be no different. Maybe even better than her first visit! A charmed Elena stood astride an equally charmed Narumi. Though Narumi might not have been feeling the same charm for the same reason. Between the two of them they carried two pieces of luggage. A brown suitcase and somewhat of an expensive looking rucksack. The two stood at the doorway to Narumi's home on the outer edges of Shibuya. And while Narumi scuffed into her pockets to fish out her key, Elena held a hand to her forehead to block out the vision of the sun. And thus get a better look at her surroundings. This place itself was a residential area, lined with houses as far as the eye could see. But Elena felt so comfortable here. The cab had taken a while to reach Narumi's house from Narita Airport, but thanks to that, Elena got to see a few areas that she hadn't really taken notice off during her previous visit. One thing that she demanded that she do when she reached Japan was to have Narumi take her to the legendary 'Shinjuku'. Elena had heard much of the uber-district but it was one of the places that she didn't get to see on her last trip to Japan. This time would be different though. This time she would really enjoy anything and everything this wonderful nation had to offer. After a bit of a struggle, Narumi found her key. The teen pulled it from her pocket and slotted into the keyhole of her door. It un-clicked the lock, providing entry into the two-floor semi-detached house. "Finally," Narumi said, lifting Elena's rucksack and walking indoors, "I thought we'd never get here after that long cab ride." Elena smiled cheerfully and lugged her moderately-heavy suitcase inside the front door. She closed that door behind her and then put down the suitcase. The second that she did, Elena kneeled downwards and began untying the shoelaces of her shoes. Narumi paused for a quick second and then looked back, seeing her Kenyan friend peel those shoes off. "Um... Elena?" She said questioningly, "Why are you doing that?" When the final of the two shoes came off, Elena's toes were left wiggling in the fabric of her cotton white socks. "Taking my shoes off, what else? I can't disrespect your humble home by walking around with my shoes on. That wouldn't be right." Narumi giggled to herself. Elena was always so devastatingly cute. "It's okay! You don't have to worry about things like that. Japan is still the same old country it was before but my folks aren't as traditionalist as most people make them out to be. You won't insult me or them by wearing your shoes indoors. Just so long as they're clean." Elena tilted her head to the side. "...So it's okay for me to wear my shoes in here...?" "Of course it is," Narumi assured, adjusting her glasses, "Now stop being so finicky about little things like that. We need to get you all settled in. There's a festival tonight and we should be getting ready for it." "A festival?!" Elena repeated excitedly, "Oh that sounds wonderful, Narumi! I still have my kimono from my last trip to Japan! I'd love to wear that when we attend the festival!" Well that was settled. Elena grabbed her suitcase with all her martial arts strength and began a march upstairs. After spending more than a few months together during Elena's trip to Japan last summer, she knew her way around Narumi's household. The second bedroom to the left was the spare bedroom. The one that Elena had lived in before. Narumi slung Elena's rucksack over her petite shoulder and followed after the taller girl. With a little blush on her face. To be perfectly honest... Narumi had been longing to see Elena again. They had been pen pals for over two years now. Narumi and Elena had exchanged letters and pictures hundreds of times. But things were fast becoming... different for Narumi. In the past this was just a fun way of communicating with a person in a foreign land. A casual exchange between two distant friends who simply wanted to share in each other's culture. That had been the norm. But when they finally met face-to-face last summer; all that had changed. They had seen each other in the flesh. And all Narumi's doubts and fears went away. When communicating with someone you've never seen before, you always worry (or at least assume) that when you meet with this person, they will be completely different from the impression you initially had of them. With Elena there was no such problem. She was very much the definition of a true woman. Completely honest, kind, magnetic and heartbreakingly innocent. Not to mention incredible beautiful. Something Narumi had dwelled on more than once. And so this first meeting changed their relationship forever. At least in Narumi's case. The unexpected had happened. She had found herself falling for the taller girl. So much so that she was a wreck when Elena left to continue her travels. From time to time, Narumi could remember waiting at the door every morning to see if a letter had come from Elena during the early morning post. And she could clearly remember the disappointment she felt when no such letter arrived. So when Elena asked if she could come visit again a short half-year after her first vacation to Japan; Narumi was more than willing to grant the request. Hence her current excitement. She would make the most of her time with Elena. Of that, Narumi was certain.
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