A trip to remember.

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Cherry's hair whipped frantically from side to side, as the wind lashed at her- after all, it was a rather blustery day. Hurrying to the comfort of the shopping mall, she wasn't quite sure what to expect, this being her first visit afterall, but she'd got clear instructions from the secretary's office earlier. Releasing a sigh of both relief and amazement, she looked up at the tall building ahead of her,
Wow...they never had a mall as big as this back at the village...
Sidling into the warmth of central-heating, she looked around questioning where to go first, colours glowed around the entire building- never had she seen so many people in one place at once. There was just so many shops to discover.
No, you have to stay focused Cherry, you can't wander astray.
Hesitantly, she passed many stalls and shops, resisting the temptation to buy any more luxuries. Finally, she arrived as what seemed to be the local music shop, not the average kind filled with CD's and more nowadays tunes, but a more traditional shop: the kind she adored. Looking around, there didn't seem to be anyone around. Smiling to herself, she headed straight towards the piano section...she was getting impatient with the same tunes she'd practised so many times beforehand. Flicking through all the various books, she weakly passed by each one.
Ugh...grade 2...hardly a challenge...
Got this one...got this one....
Too easy...
Finally, she paused at one book reading Nikolaj Girshevich Kapustin: Concert Etudes, flicking through the book, which looked quite complex. Without further thought she carefully placed the other books back on the shelf, and flipped the book over to look at the price-range: £14.99, a fairly reasonable price considering the other books on offer. Looking aound the rest of the shop, she motioned towards a corner, which happened to have a shelf, stacked with CD upon CD...it was outstanding. Looking at the composer from her book, she traced her finger along the line looking for K. After 2 minutes search, she found Kapustin. Sliding it from the shelf carefully, she wiped flecks of dust from it, comparing it to her songbook, it had practically all the songs, and various other ones. Looking at the price, of £4.49, she was flabbergasted, she simply had to buy it...although she didn't have a CD player, she could use it in her PC perhaps, when a certain thought occurred to her. She already knew someone with a CD player, who would put it to as much use as she would. Reminiscing back to the embarassing incident merely a few days before, she sighed.
I think he'd like this...
Going towards the counter to pay, she remembered she'd seen nobody so far in the shop, acting on instinct, she called out,
Hello...? Anybody here?
and knocked on the door at the back of the store. After a moment, a quite small, old man about mid-seventies came through, apologized for the inconvenience, and led her to the counter to pay. Rummaging through her purse, she only had a £20 note, and a fiver. Giving the man it, she got her change and left the store quite pleased, planning what shop to go in next...hoping to buy a drink with her remaining £5 and spare change, before heading back to Whisper Hallow.

He walked around the mall, not really looking for anything specific. He remembered that there should be a music shop around the corner here, and decided to go inside. Who knows, maybe he'd find something new to listen to.

As he turned around the corner he walked right into someone. Being much smaller, the other person fell backwards from the impact, while Ibumoto managed to stay standing, although barely. He looked down and saw the girl who he had encountered in the corridor not long ago.
"You?" He asked, surprised. "You really should watch were you're going." It wasn't meant as an insult, in fact it sounded much better in his head. He cursed himself for his inability to speak to people.

Cherry turned the corner from the music store, humming to herself quietly, lost in her own world, completely ignorant to her surroundings. There was a flicker of green, and she was rebounded onto the ground, her brain remaining to catch up with her,
What the-?
You? You really should watch were you're going.
Somehow the voice sounded vaguely familiar, and the moment she looked up she saw why.
It's him from the other day...
Looking around herself, she picked up her various bags, and belongings, and finally stood up using the aid of the wall. She wasn't really harmed in any way, as far as she could tell, and nothing seemed to hurt up to now. Standing up tall now, she realized how small she was, atleast 4 or 5 inches smaller than he was.
Sorry again, for today...and the other day...
She blurted out,
Are you...well, ok? Nothing harmed?

Are you...well, ok? Nothing harmed?
He chuckled at her.
"I believe that's my line. You were the one falling over." Well, hopefully she didn't take that the wrong way. Damn, did everything he said really need to sound so mean? He only wanted to ask her if she was alright, not insult her.
"So... Are you alright?" He said, handing her a notebook she'd dropped.

She smiled at his reply,
Yeah, I'm fine...thanks. You sure you're alright, though?
She simply wouldn't accept that he was alright, something was just stuck in her mind that he wasn't...she'd always take care of her brothers back at home, no matter what, so she felt she had to do it everywhere else, also...being a control freak was part of her bad habits...

Ibumoto started tugging at is fringe. He hoped that his intimidating appearance didn't frighten her.
"Yeah, I'm fine." Suddenly he realised something. "About the other day, I'm really sorry for my behavior. I shouldn't have been so rude." He bowed his head in an apology.