Under my umbrella

I looked out the window. It rained. I heard a soft sigh.

Yesterday it was still nice and I actually thought that I could go play basketball today. But nothing more came of it now.

I slowly left the room with the others and went to the elevator. The others, who had walked faster than me, waited there for me and stopped the elevator for me. Thanks I got in and drove down with them.

Once at the bottom we went straight to the exit. However, I was slower than the others who were kindly waiting for me again. But when we left the building I stopped under the small ledge that gave me protection from the rain.

“Don't you have an umbrella with Ueda?” Kame, who always looked after me, had turned to me. I just shook my head in response.

"Shall I give you mine?" he asked me further, but again I just shook my head. What good would it be if he gave me his umbrella? He had to go in a different direction than me so we couldn't even go together. And if he gave me his umbrella, it would get wet. So the whole thing wouldn't make sense.

"The rain will stop right away. I'll wait so long." I said only briefly. Kame smiled at me, then turned away from me and went home.

I waited a while, but the rain wouldn't stop. So I just decided to go.

I felt the cold and wet rain on my skin as I left the ledge. He was stronger than I thought. I would surely get soaked quickly and not come home even a bit dry. But I didn't want to wait any longer. And since I had already walked a bit, it would have been stupid to turn around. So I just kept walking normally.

The people around me didn't notice me, which was probably better. Because now I really couldn't use fans. I just wanted to go home, change my clothes and take a warm bath.

I suddenly felt strange. I was still cold from the rain that made me a little wet. But the persistent rain did not make it worse, as it should have been.

I looked up and saw a red umbrella overhead. Immediately I followed the bracket to the handle that was held by a dainty hand. Then I slowly raised my gaze and looked the person in the face.

It was a girl. Not much older than me. She had lovely long brown hair and lovely big brown eyes. You could tell immediately that she was a foreigner.

She smiled at me and asked me in a broken Japanese and foreign accent: "Daijoubu?"

I automatically smiled back and nodded. I wondered if she lived here. After all, there were many foreigners in Shibuya.

Suddenly I saw her face grimace. It looked like she was thinking about something.In the next moment, words came out of her mouth that had no connection. Apparently she wanted to tell me something, but couldn't speak Japanese.

"Do you speak English?" I asked her as soon as I noticed. Again she smiled at me and immediately said "Yes!" In a somewhat louder and relieved voice.

At that moment I was happy that I had learned English and French. As you can see, it was a great help to me after all.

Now that we both knew we could understand each other through English, she asked me where I lived. Immediately I wondered if she knew me and maybe even was a fan. Unfortunately, that has often been my thought lately, which made it difficult for me to meet new people.
"You don't have an umbrella, right? I will bring you home. I have enough time." Again she looked at me with a sweet smile.

I wanted to say that she didn't have to do that. But I couldn't get the words out and so we ended up going to my home together under an umbrella.

We talked on our way and I found much beyond them. I also told her a lot about myself, except that I was a member of Kat-tun.

I was too scared that it would affect our conversation. It was just too good that I wanted to destroy it.

Since I didn't want to let her hold the umbrella all the time, because I was taller than she and she had to hold her hand up high, I took it from her, our hands touching for a short time. I felt how cold her hands had become from the bad weather.

It was only autumn, but at that time I always had gloves and a scarf with me. After all, it always rained a lot during this time of year and as a singer I had to take care of my vocal cords.

I took the gloves out of my jacket pocket and handed them to her. Immediately she just looked at me questioningly. Again I had to smile at her look. Did I find foreigners so amusing?

"Take it. Your hands are cold." Again I held out the gloves to her with my right hand, as I was holding the umbrella with my left hand. This time she accepted it with a thankful smile and put it on.

They were too big for her, but that was no wonder with her small and delicate hands.

I became more and more likeable to her and I was able to speak to her more and more openly. It was a nice feeling to be by your side. The whole time I couldn't suppress the smile on my face.

When we stood in front of the entrance gate of my house, a slight feeling of sadness came over me. Since I knew that I had to say goodbye to her now.

I quickly left her umbrella and ran under the ledge of my house. I turned around to ask her if she didn't want to come in for a moment, because that way I could spend some more time with her.But when I turned around I was disappointed to find that she was no longer at the entrance gate.

I quickly ran out into the rain and into the street again. I looked around for her in all directions, but could no longer see her. Was she just leaving like that?

Only now did I realize what a fool I had been. I asked them so much, but not their names. How should I find her there again to say thank you?

I went into the house sad and disappointed. Now I was soaked because I had been outside for so long. But I didn't think it was worth going home under the red umbrella. After all, I had probably had the best twenty minutes of my life.

I walked slowly through my house. But I didn't go to the bathroom like I had intended. Instead, I went to my room and sat on the floor. Loud I heard a sigh from me.

I knew I wanted to see her again. No, I had to see her again.