Okay, I need to first say this I am so incredibly sorry for not posting in probably a year now... I hope you still want to read this. My only excuse I have is that I just recently graduated so I wanted to make the most of my last summer before I started college, but I am back and will try my best to keep up with this story I promise! Anyway, enjoy this next , very late, chapter!

Disclaimer: I do not own any of this but my own made up characters.

My eyes started to flutter open as I started to wake up. I yawned and stretched then rubbed my eyes. Blinking I realized my glasses weren't on because everything around me was fuzzy and was blending together. I reached over and grabbed them putting them on. I sat up and swung my feet over the edge of the bed yawning again then the memory of last night hit me and I began to form a huge smile on my face. Kiki was finally coming back to become Kiriko's permanent witch. I couldn't contain my excitement and ran to the bathroom to take a shower and get dressed for the day.

After I finished getting ready I ran to the kitchen grabbed an apple and ran to the garage where my bike was. I hoped on it and rode out to the bakery where Kiki used to live with a woman named Osono. I took a bit of my apple as I rod down the street and looked around. A lot has changed since Kiki was last here. They finally finished the rebuilding of the clock tower that was ruined because of the accident that almost took my life... That was still hard to think about and I still get nightmares but only once a week at most. The dirigible was still getting fixed but I heard a rumor that it was going to be finished sometime next summer and be ready to fly again. The Captain offered to take me back up when the time came, but I told him I would think about it because I was still a little nervous about going on it again, and my mom was a whole other ordeal I would have to get passed before I could even consider the idea. She kind of freaked out and almost didn't let me finish my plane that I was building with the club members but after I was able to calm her down she finally let me continue to help. It's going to take me weeks to convince her that I will be fine going onto the dirigible again.

I sighed at the thought and took another bit of the apple. Maybe with Kiki coming back she will loosen up a bit. Mom has always liked Kiki, hell when she found out Kiki was leaving she immediately started crying and said that she was going to miss her baking buddy. Leave it to my mom to mss someone because she won't have any help baking anymore. And won't accept my help because I somehow manage to mess up something. Don't get me wrong I can cook for the most part but when it came to baking I might as well have been a fish trying to walk on land.

As I finished my apple and threw it away in a trash that I rode by I realized I was at the same beach that Kiki and I had crash landed on when she came over to deliver the bread I ordered and her friend Osono had left a not with it saying that I needed to show Kiki a good time if I wanted to get anywhere with her. That advice came in handy because after the crash landing we ended up talking for a while until my other friends drove up and she walked away angry. I still don't know why she got so mad that day. I asked her a few times but she never answered me and would change the subject. Oh well, we still became friends after that so I won't complain. Suddenly I hit a rock that was on the sidewalk and was pulled out of my thoughts. I looked around and noticed that there wasn't as many people around as usual and that I was in a part of the town that was way more run down. Realization hit where I was and I felt my hands start to tremble. I started to pick up the pace and rode my bike as fast as I could to get the hell out of this place. I guess I wasn't fast enough though because I heard a pop and I lost control of my bike crashing onto the ground. When I opened my eyes and tried to move I wince in pain and looked at my elbow then my knee. I scraped both of them pretty badly and there was blood running down both my leg and arm but that was not what I should be worried about right now. I looked around to see who had popped my tire then my the tire and saw a nail sticking out of it. I felt my heart race and I knew that I needed to get out of there as fast as possible, I stood up and turned to run ditching my bike but before I could even take a step I was face to face with a boy a little older than me wearing black pants and jacket with a green bandanna over his mouth and nose. He had a menacing look in his eyes and was swinging a bat in his left hand. Every fiber of my being was telling me to run but when I turned to do so I was met with another guy that was much taller, and was extremely built. I clenched my fist in fear knowing there was three more guys coming out completely blocking my escape.

I turned to look at the first guy I ran into " Look, I don't want trouble I will just get my bike and go" I said but the guy in front of me just chuckled "what you mean that bike?" He said then nodded his head towards another guy that had my bike in his hand then through it in the nearest dumpster. This is not going to end well if I couldn't find a way to get out of here and fast. I heard all of the other guys start to laugh and then I felt a sharp pain go through my head and crumpled to the ground. The guys surrounded me and the last thing I remember was them punching and kicking me and an intense burning feeling in my thigh before I passed out.

The sound of a repetitive beeping sound woke me up, but I was afraid to even open my eyes, mostly because I had an intense headache and with just the little bit of movement I made I knew that my entire body was sore or worse. I noticed that there was a warmth to my right hand that felt really comforting and was what ended up making open my eyes to see what or who it was. I looked but realized I need my glasses to see better because what I saw was a brown and purple blur. I closed my eyes again and saw the face of the guys that attacked me. I tightened my hand around whoever was holding it and the other around the sheets and felt myself start to shake again. My eyes shot open when I heard the door open and I looked in the direction as I waited to see who came into the room, even though I couldn't see anything but blurred version of whoever was now in front of me "Tombo!"

O-O This ending though... Poor Tombo. I hope you enjoyed! Sorry this is a bit short but Next one should be longer... hopefully anyway. Have a nice weekend!