It's been five years since the team of the outlaw star found
the secrets of the galactic lay line.
They were traveling in the middle of outer space, waiting
for some job to fall into their lap.
"That wouldn't be a problem if you didn't eat everything," Jim complained under his breath, rolling his eyes.
"I heard that, Jim," she hissed.
"Ooh, yeah, forgot about how good your ears are,"
Jim tapped the controls.
"The closest station is Symka5," Gillian informed. "By 800 kilometers."
"We are?" Jim asked, "let's go there!"
"Why are you so hyped up about that place, Jim?"
Jim tightened his hands into fists and whirled to look at
Gene, "We don't have enough fuel to fly all around space to find the
perfect space station when there's a fine one closer to us!"
"I agree with Jim," Suzuka said mildly.
"I just gave you one!" Jim snapped.
"Well, I guess you'll just have to fight me, won't you?" Gene teased.
"Fine, I will!"
They leaned forward and began glaring.
"Can't they settle down for just five minutes?" she asked.
"We are going to Symka5 at that's final!" Jim
hollered, putting him in a headlock.
"I guess that's what you get for teaching him everything you know, Gene," Suzuka said.
"Okay, okay," Gene wheezed, "we'll go, we'll go!"
"Yes!" Jim let go of Gene so he could breathe.
As soon as they landed, Jim hurried out of the ship, placing his sunglasses on his face.
"Where does he think he's going?"
"Don't you dare," Melfina said behind him.
"What?" he asked, spinning around.
"I know what you were thinking," she said with her
arms crossed in front of her.
"No, of course not," he mumbled.
"Sounds great to me," Aisha said cheerfully.
"We're not bringing you!" Gene growled.
Aisha's smile disappeared, "hey!" she tried to claw his face off and Melfina pulled her hand down.
"Oh, we'd love to have you, Aisha," Melfina
"Why, thanks!" she smiled at Melfina then glared at Gene, "at least someone here knows how to be polite!"
"How 'bout you, Suzuka?"
"Oh, no thank you," she replied.
"I'm starved," Aisha laughed, "let's find a good place for some lunch!"
Jim looked at his watch.
"Maybe she'll come this time," Jim whispered.
He had always wondered whatever happened to Hanmyo after
that battle with the mysterious spaceship.
"Jim!" Hanmyo cried, running to the entrance of
the park, where he stood.
"Hi, Hanmyo," Jim said.
"They like you, Jim," Hanmyo giggled, "and I
like you too!"
Jim looked up at her in surprise as she jumped on the edge and beckoned him to approach her.
"Come here, Jim," she said.
He smiled and walked to her.
"Dance in the fountain with me, Jim," she said, holding her hands out.
It made him laugh slightly, "what, dance in the fountain?"
"It will be fun," she insisted, "please?"
He shrugged and climbed into the fountain with her.
"I thought it was rather refreshing," she said, bending down and splashing some water on him.
She laughed and began running around the fountain.
"Gotcha!" Jim yelled, clasping his hands on her arms.
"Oh!" she gasped.
Their eyes locked for a long moment.
"That was fun," Hanmyo said finally.
"It was," Jim admitted, "except for being wet."
"Hey, do you want to see my space ship?"
"Sure," he said.
Hanmyo smiled and pulled on his hand.
"This is my ship, the Torato," she said, "What do you think of it?"
Jim stopped short, "you pilot that?"
"Yes," she nodded.
"B-by yourself?" he questioned.
"No, Kemi and Mata help me," she replied.
He didn't answer.
"Jim, what's the matter?" Hanmyo said.
"Y-you fought the outlaw star, earlier?" he mumbled.
"But you didn't win," he said, "your ship exploded and Gene won…then, that means…you're, you're dead!"
"Dead?" she whispered and began to fade.
"This can't be happening, this can't be
happening," Jim repeated.
"Hanymo!" Jim yelled, jerking awake.
"I said I'd be here.
"Hanmyo?" he turned around and saw a translucent, ghostly young Hanmyo.
She was floating right above the water.
"You know it's me?" he asked, "after all these years?"
"Of course I remember," she mumbled.
Jim sighed and looked at the blossoms.
"I come here every day at 1 o'clock, waiting for you to
"Five years," he said.
"You look handsome, Jim," she sighed, almost guiltily, "too bad I never got to grow older, so you can see how pretty I'd get."
"I always thought you were pretty," Jim said.
"I'm sorry," she whispered, floating closer to him, "I didn't tell you what happened to me."
"Don't bother," he said, walking to her, "I already know."
"How?" she asked.
"I-I was there," he stammered, "I should've
told you this before we made the next appointment to see each other.
"Jim, I don't understand," she mumbled.
"Hanmyo, I," he choked and forced the next
sentence out, "I just woke up from a dream.
"The Torato?" she asked.
If she could still breathe air, she would've taken in a big
gasp right now.
"It's true, Hanmyo," Jim said.
"I don't know," Jim replied.
"I should've told you about me too," she
"You're part of the Anta Seven?" he mumbled.
"I've missed you, Jim," Hanmyo whispered, tears
that weren't even real trailed down her cheeks.
"I've missed you too," he admitted, his voice breaking.
Hanmyo floated backwards to the fountain and he followed
"Hey, wait!" he cried, "let's dance in the water fountain!"
"But Jim," she protested, "I can't feel the water under my feet."
She smiled, "all right."
They began to dance in the fountain and chase each
"I've dreamed of this moment," Jim breathed.
"Jim," she said softly and stepped back, "It was fate."
She smiled and splashed him to keep him from being so
He chased her around the fountain again.
"No, don't go," he begged.
"Goodbye, Jim," she whispered, going invisible, out of sight and never to be seen again.
Jim looked down at the water sadly then got out.
Aishia jumped back five feet.
"What were you doing, Jim," Gene demanded, "dancing in a fountain?"
Jim gasped, "Were you spying on me?"
"So you were dancing in a fountain?" Gene cracked a grin.
"Why didn't you come with us?" Aisha said, "You could've ate something!"
Jim looked slightly hurt, "excuse me," he
He pulled on a dry pair of jeans and a black T-shirt.
"Are you all right, Jim?" Melfina asked.
"I'll be okay," he replied, pulling out his laptop to make him look like he was busy, "we can take off now."
Jim tried not to cry.
"So, did you see your dream girl?" Gene pried.
"She's dead," he said flat out.
Jim figured he might as well be open about it.
"Are you serious?" Gene asked.
Jim closed his eyes for a second, "would I lie about
something like this?
"Oh, how sad," Aisha sighed, "now I've lost my appetite."
"Hey, cheer up," Gene said, leaning over and
placing his hand on the top of his head.
"I'll never see her again," Jim mumbled.
"Hasty to get here, now you're hasty to
They took off and Jim took one last look at the image of the