Hia! This is my first fanfic that I thought of so please be sure to leave a review, good or bad!

~Btw this takes place in the 1400th century (My estimate on ANS's time.) and a long time after Shirayuki and Zen are no longer together. In fact, it's Obi and Shirayuki that are together. Kiki and Mitsuhide are also together in this fan fic soo yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.

NOW FOR THE STORY!

Kanata woke up to her phone buzzing. She opened one eye to look at the window across from her with its drapes drawn. It was still dark out. Why would anyone call her at this time of night?

Nevertheless, she groaned as she sat herself up and rubbed her eyes as she grabbed her phone.

She had to blink a couple of times before she could readjust to the newfound light-source.

It said that her best friend's mother had called her at least a dozen times.

What could she want with me? She thought grumpily as she pressed "Call Back" on her phone and pressed it to her ear.

"Hello? Mrs. Yoko? What seems to be the prob-"

"KANATA, CHIYO IS GONE!" Mrs. Yoko screamed, interrupting her.

Kanata held the phone a bit away from her ear. Well, now I'm awake.

Chiyo was Kanata's childhood friend since they were in daycare. They always hung out with each other since they got along so well. There was a difference between them, though- Chiyo was always irresponsible and reckless while Kanata was responsible and always thought everything through before making a decision. Kanata still didn't get how Chiyo got into the same university as her and graduate!

She put the phone back towards her ear.

"What do you mean she's gone?" She asked.

"SHE'S GONE. SHE CALLED TO SAY THAT SHE WAS COMING FOR A VISIT. THAT WAS SEVEN HOURS AGO AND I HAVEN'T HEARD FROM HER SINCE! NO ONE I'VE CALLED HAS EITHER!"

She flinched, still not use to the loud noise.

"Relax, she probably just forgot to turn her phone notifications on again like she did before and fell asleep. She'll apologize tomorrow, but for now, just try to calm down and take some Tylenol."

I know I need Tylenol for this massive headache, she thought.

Mrs. Yoko took a few deep breaths and was silent for a moment.

"Yes, I suppose you're right." She finally said quietly. "I just can't help worrying about her is all. I don't think I'll be able to sleep tonight not getting a call from her..."

Kanata sighed, giving up. "If you would like, I could go try and check up on her at her house-"

"Would you?!" Mrs. Yoko interrupted, obviously grateful for the small offer.

"Yeah, sure. She's only a block away from me. I'll just drive there fast and check on her. I'll also tell her to call you before I leave."

Right after I give her a piece of my mind! Who does she think she is, worrying people who care for her and waking me up at four in the morning?! She KNOWS I'm not a morning person!

"Thank you!" Mrs. Yoko replied. "Honestly, you're like the responsible daughter I've never had!"

"You're like the worrying mother I've never had, too," Kanata whispered, meaning every word.

It was true. Kanata was never met her mother but was raised by her father. Apparently, her mother had disappeared shortly after Kanata's first birthday, even though everyone had said her parents were madly in love with each other. Search parties were formed for months after her disappearance, but no one found any trace of her. Although this wounded her father greatly, he still loved her dearly and tried the best he could to give her the best childhood. Unfortunately, he ended up dying soon after Kanata graduated high school. Ever since then, Mrs. Yoko had treated her like a second daughter.

After a moment, she realized that Mrs. Yoko had hanged up right after before she said that so she never heard it. Nor will she ever.

Kanata flopped back down on her bed, resting her eyes for a few seconds before jumping off and bolting out the front door, grabbing her purse as she did.

If she didn't get up fast, she would never get up at all. She had to do it fast so the adrenaline could kick in a bit and remove her tiredness.

She eventually landed up in the driveway to her apartment and jumped on her motorcycle. She grabbed the keys out of her purse before she swung her purse over her shoulder as she drove off into the dark night, her motorcycle headlights the only light guiding her.

After a minute or two, she landed up at Chiyo's apartment.

She jumped off her motorcycle, sprinting all the way to the second floor to get to her apartment.

She knocked, now all jumpy and antsy.

After a few knocks, she realized that she wasn't going to answer, so she twisted the doorknob. To her dismay, the door opened without any sign of hesitation.

Talk about irresponsible! She thought. Leaving your door open in the night and through to the morning is definitely testing your neighborhood a little too much!

She practically hit herself in the face with the door as she ran inside the apartment, making a left towards Chiyo's room.

She opened Chiyo's bedroom door so fast and loud that she thought someone was going to come up and tell her to stop making so much racket or they'll call the cops.

"CHIYO, YOU BETTER HAVE A GOOD-"

She stopped herself midway. She couldn't see Chiyo anywhere in the room.

She frantically went around the whole apartment, opening every door, uncovering every blanket, and turning off the lights as she went.

She finally went back to Chiyo's room and plopped herself on top of her bed.

"Where could she be? At a party?" She muttered, cupping her face with her left hand.

She quickly jumped up when she heard a phone beep.

Kanata looked at the dresser. Sure enough, Chiyo's phone was there. Plugged in, fully charged.

Kanata unplugged it and surfed through her messages.

She sure did get a lot of calls and messages from her mother, but nothing out of the ordinary was there...

She then went to Instagram and checked her latest post, six hours ago.

It was a picture of Chiyo smiling with a manga book.

Kanata squinted. From what her Japanese Kanji classes have taught her, it was "Akagami No Shirayuki-him."

Can't wait to read this! I just got it today and it looks SOOO CUTE! I only have one hour, though, because I have to go visit my mother soon. Talk to you later once I finish reading it! The post read.

Kanata pressed the power button and tossed it somewhere on the bed, frustrated.

That didn't help me know her whereabouts at all! She thought furiously, rubbing her head frustratingly.

Then, when she glanced at the floor, the manga book Chiyo was reading was right there. On the floor. In a tent-shape as if she just dropped it without giving it a second thought.

Kanata cautiously picked it up, closing it to look at its cover.

It had a girl with crimson red hair smiling back at her, carrying an armful of maps. She wore clothes that look like they were from the Middle Ages. It really did look like something out of a history book, but in manga style.

Kanata quickly flipped through the book, scanning the pages to see if Chiyo had left a note. As she got near the end, she realized that Chiyo wouldn't be the type to leave little clues to a scavenger hunt all over the place to help find her.

Then, as she finished that thought, she landed on a blank page.

Weird, she thought. Don't they usually finish these drawings before they publish these? Otherwise, it was just a rip-off.

Then, the page started drawing itself. Ink, coming out of nowhere, began to swirl that way and this way as it started to form a picture.

As if that wasn't creepy enough, it drew a picture of her! She had to admit, she looked cute in manga form, but it was still weird! It then drew a guy with white hair. The two figures smiled back at her.

After that it wrote some words but it was tiny so Kanata leaned in and squinted to get a better view.

Suddenly, the page started twisting and formed a hypnotizing circle design. She felt herself being pulled in by some unknown force and tried to resist but found out she had lost all control of her body!

Why is this happening to me?! What did I do to deserve this?!