"Ahem!" a loud voice brought Dirk and Hotaru out of their comfortable silence and they turned to look at the intruder. Hotaru gasped as she looked at her mother standing just a few feet away from her, "Okaa-san..."
"What are you doing out here, Hotaru? Who is this man?" Fuuka demanded as she pointed an accusing finger at Dirk ad glared at her daughter.
Hotaru quickly let go of Dirk's hand and looked down at her feet. Despite feeling terrible about letting go of his hand, she spoke quietly, "Gomensai...okaa-san."
Huffing she turned and glared at Dirk, giving the joint still in his fingers an even harder glare before turning back to her daughter, "We must be going, Hotaru. We must not miss our dinner with the captain." Quickly, grabbing Hotaru's wrist, she turned and started walking off half-dragging her daughter away.
Hotaru, as she was being led away, turned back to Dirk and mouthed an "I'm sorry," with a sad look on her face before turning around and following her mother.
Dirk watched the women dissapear into the cabin area, before turning back to the ocean. Taking one last look at the joint, he flicked it into the ocean, having lost the desire to smoke even the joint.
"This sucks..." Dirk stated simply as he relished the feeling of touching Hotaru soft hands before he stuffed his hands back into his pocket and walked away from the scene. |