Time is an everlasting cycle of change

Hello everyone, Misha-San here. To tell people the truth I have been in a writing slump all summer and don't know which story to write. I was recently working on Kamichama Shakespeare and wrote fourteen pages, but the worst thing possible happened. The scan disk I saved it on erased the chapter so now I have to start all over. So I'm really sad and frustrated. The saddest part that it wasn't the first time that happened, my chapter two for Recovering Lost Memories for Pixie Pop was also erased. So I won't be able to use the scan disk until I get a new one and that means that my updating will be even less than before. (My brother won't let me write on the computer connected to the internet, so I have to use my sister's laptop).

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Time is an everlasting cycle of change. People and feelings are altered as the flow of time continues on. Love and friendships can fade as time goes on and it becomes merely a distant memory from the past. Maybe, just maybe even time cannot break bonds of love and friendship?

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Chapter 1: Taking Notice

Nothing but endless darkness and white mist was around him as he examined his whereabouts. What might send shivers down anyone's spine surprisingly made him feel calm. Why was that? For a few weeks now he'd been having the same dream occur in his sleep, but he never grew tired of it. Occasionally visions of past memories replayed in his dreams, but they were much more different than the ones he recalled and some he didn't even remember at all so he dismissing that as just a trick of his mind.

Someone unknown to him always appeared beside his familiar friends, but the appearance of the body always came out unclear. He soon came to notice that the more he dreamed of that person the more clear it became. This person, after the first week, was in fact a girl. Though that was all he could manage to make out, because as soon as he was even close to seeing her face she would suddenly vanish and he would awaken.

But something was different this time; there wasn't as much blurriness as before. He could see much better in the dense-cool mist and so he decided to walk forward. It might have seemed like hours to him when he stopped; his breath uneven. Something was coming he thought. But what was it exactly?

He suddenly froze in place as he felt something stirring in his heart. Was it relief? Excitement? Or perhaps even happiness? He couldn't tell, but whatever it was; was here now. Slowly he turned his body around with his eyes squinted as he tried to focus all his vision on what was behind him. It didn't take him long to realize that it wasn't a something, but actually someone. It was that girl again and she had her back to him. He instinctively reached out his hand for her and it seemed like she noticed. She turned to face him and smiled in a very peculiar way. The smile was warm, but he could see that it was also a very lonesome one as well. He felt the urge to help this girl, but he didn't even know why. Who was she to him? He noticed that her lips began to move as they formed words, but he could only hear the last part.

"…..Kazune-Kun…." It was they only audible thing she said to him.

"Do I know you?" He said in response as his arm fell to his side. Her smile faded away and she closed her eyes. Small clear tears ran down her rosy cheeks and she did not bother to wipe them away. She turned away from him and walked deeper into the mist.

"Hey wait!" He pleaded. She stopped and slowly turned her face to him.

"What is my name?" She asked softly. Just as he was about to reach her everything flashed brightly and before he knew it he was staring at the familiar ceiling of his room.

"Who are you?" He pressed his arm over his forehead and then turned his head toward the clock on his dresser: 5:27 am. He groaned in annoyance. It was his last vacation before his first year as a high school student and he has spent each morning of it waking up at the exact same time. He was smart enough to know that these dreams started the night of graduation, but he couldn't make a connection. Why would these dreams start now? He doubted that it had anything to do with god transformations since that whole situation was dealt with roughly two years ago.

(Dreams and Regrets was set when they were in the seventh grade and in Japan high schools start after the ninth grade)

He signed with closed eyes. He pushed his bed spread aside and sat at the edge of the bed.

"One more day…" He said. He stood up from his bed and went to his closet to get some dark-wash jeans and a white shirt. He thought about it for a little while and decided to also grab a light jacket since he guessed it was still a bit cold out. He went to the bathroom to splash his face with cold water to drive away any of the tiredness that sleep left him with. Since he would have to wait till around six o'clock for Himeka to wake up he would spend his early mornings reading books in his basement. He made his way to the basement he and noticed something lying on the floor near an empty bedroom. He grabbed the item and saw it was just a photo album, but when he flipped through the pages he saw nothing, but blank pictures.

"I guess they're useless." He opened the door to the room and just threw the book inside carelessly.

He went down the usual steps and made his way to the couch where a half opened book laid. When he sat down he read the book with a bit of laziness. He was anxious for some reason. After ten minutes he just folded the corner of the page and set it aside. He went to browse through all the other books of the library. It was just then that one book caught his eye; a faded blue covered book. When he pulled it out it had an engraving of a rose-pink water lily with green leaves on its front cover, but just as soon as he was going to open it he heard a knock.

"Kazune-Chan!" Himeka called out from behind the door of the basement.

"Coming!" He called back and he placed the book back on the shelf. He rushed up the stairs and slowly opened the door so he wouldn't hit Himeka by accident.

"What is it Himeka?" He said breathlessly.

"I just wanted to tell you that breakfast was ready." She smiled.

He just sighed, "Thanks Himeka." Himeka led the way to the breakfast table and he was surprised to see the large amounts of food there. It seemed more like a feast than breakfast to him.

"Why all of this Himeka?" He questioned as he sat in front the large pot of rice.

"Today is a special day Kazune-Chan." She said even more cheerfully.

"Oh…" He guessed the reason was because school started tomorrow, so he didn't question her any more. He ate a good amount of rice and miso soup, but didn't want any more; even if Himeka insisted.

When he finished he washed the dishes and went to get his wallet.

"I'm going shopping for school stuff, so I'm going to be gone for a while." Kazune-Kun explained.

"Have fun!" Her voice was full of energy that it felt like part of it was being channeled to him.

"Seeya later then." He went to put on his shoes and went out the front door. As expected the wind was still chilly, so he was glad he got a jacket. He walked through the gates and went walking on the sidewalk towards town. Even if it was still early in the morning the town was bustling; the baker was putting on her window display a colorful collection of cakes and other sorts of pastries, the florist and her son were watering their plants in front of their shop, and steams of people were coming in and out of stores. He kept on walking with his hands in his pockets to keep them warm. Not too long after he reached the bookstore on the corner; which was owned by a Mr. Hiroshima since as long as he could remember. The door dinged a loud chime as he went through the door and was soon greeted by the owner and his daughter.

"Good Morning Kujyou-San." The short-haired brunette said shyly. He always suspected that the girl might have like him since every time he looked in her direction she blushed heavily. But for some reason she and no other girl ever held his interest beyond that of a friend.

"Hey Haine." He said politely and she blushed like mad. She was so embarrassed that she scurried of behind a bookshelf with the excuse that she had to work.

"Good Morning Kujyou-Sama." The owner said just as politely.

"Good Morning Sir." He went to go look through large amounts of books. It was true that this store didn't have nearly as many books as the one in his father's library. He considered it better none the less since these books were more understandable and modern. He made his way to the education part of the store and began to scan through the pages of different English and History texts. In the end he got three books; Japanese to English dictionary, a book over the history of Japan, and mathematics strategy guide. He thanked the owner as he purchased the books and left. He made his way thought the crowd to the supply store were he bought a new book-bag and other things he thought he might need. Each time he went in and out the stores it surprised him how busy everything was, but the reason was obvious. Most of the people here were getting ready for the new school year just as he had.

Time went quickly and before he knew it the sun was just a little away from forming its usual sunset. He had completely forgotten about lunch, so he went to just get a soda instead. He decided to tell Himeka that he had already eaten while he was out, because he though it wouldn't be worth making her worry. She always worries too much he thought. He was crossing the bridge over the busy street on his way home when, to his utter dismay, he saw him coming his way. He thought about running back and finding a new route, but it was too late since he had already seen him and was running towards him.

"Oh crap." He said as he turned his body to run…too late.

"KAZUNE-KUN!!" He pounced on his back and all his bags went flying across the ground.

"Get off me you idiot!" He struggled to get out of his grip, but it was useless. Through out these two years it was true that Kazune-Kun had gotten taller and stronger, but that didn't mean he didn't either. Micchi was about five inches taller than Kazune-Kun and that was an advantage for him. He hadn't seen Micchi since graduation, for which he was grateful, but he seemed different. Micchi reluctantly got of him when Kazune-Kun started to use some foul insults against him. They both stood up and brushed their clothes.

"Sorry Chap just missed you so much." Micchi said as he brushed through his hair… his hair??

"Nishikiori…what happened to your hair?" Kazune-Kun blurted out without thinking. Micchi got excited as he was obviously waiting for him to ask.

"I'm so glad you noticed, while I was in England…" He was cut off.

"England?!" Kazune-Kun didn't hear about this at all. Not that he minded, but it made sense for why he hadn't seen him.

"Guess I didn't tell you," he laughed nervously, "Sorry about that chap."

"It's not like I care." Kazune-Kun responded coolly.

"Well sorry anyway, but as for my hair," he pointed at his head, "I thought it would be a good change since I'm finally going to high school." Kazune-Kun examined his hair closely and it was definitely different. Micchi had cut his hair shorter. This time instead of it being shoulder length it was cut up just at his ears and his hair around his forehead was brushed slightly to his right side. To tell you the honest truth he looked just as good or even better then he had before; more stylish you could say. Kazune-Kun just shrugged as Micchi looked anxious for an answer.

(Misha-San: If you want to picture it better think something like Yuki from Fruits Basket, or Zero/Kaname from Vampire Knight or Amamiya-Kun/Ryouta/Yuuki from Pixie Pop or Ren from Kon Kon Kokon or Shizumasa-Sama from Gentlemen's alliance. The options are pretty much endless, but these guys were the inspiration for Micchi's new hair style.)

"What do you think Kazune-Kun?" His voice was whiny.

"Its fine I guess." There was no way he would complement him, because it would just go to his head. Micchi's eyes were sparkling at his response and he did exactly what he didn't want to do.

"Really?! I was worried it looked odd, but now I am so happy!" He was practically jumping up with joy.

"Whatever." He made his way to pick up his bags when Micchi spoke again.

"I miss her very much chap." His voice did a complete one-eighty from when he last spoke.

"Miss who?" He said after all his bags were in his hands. Micchi smiled as he leaned against the rail.

"You'll find out soon enough." Kazune-Kun was really confused; who ever she was it wasn't Himeka or Miyon since he knew he could see them whenever he pleased.

"Just tell me already." He said with annoyance heavy in his tone.

"Sorry, but I find it more interesting this way." Micchi had that mischievous smirk on his face. Kazune-Kun glared at him and sighed.

"Whatever, I'm going home." He heard Micchi chuckle under his breath as he left. Must be some inside joke or something Kazune-Kun assumed. The sun was setting at this point and Kazune-Kun paced himself, because Himeka would probably faint with worry if he was late. Somewhere along the way he froze in place and he turned to his right where a dense forest stood before him. Something bright caught his eye when he glimpsed at the sky. Some of the few clouds left had formed a perfect circle in the sky and that was really unusual. What was wierder was that the clouds seemed to shimmer against the pale shades of pink from the sunset. He involuntarily took one step toward the vast green maze and the sky became even brighter. He looked up and for an instant it shot down a white beam. Just seconds later the ground started to shake beneath him and when he looked up at the sky it was normal again. He held on to a tree for support, but it didn't last long and everything was still.

"Earthquake?" He thought. It was a rational thought, but earthquakes don't happen around this area and what did those weird clouds have to do with it?

He thought of Himeka and decided to go check up on her, but something stopped him. A distant voice seemed to call out his name from the depths of the forest. He hesitated for a moment before deciding to leave his things hidden near a tree where he could get them later and he ran into the forest. His first thoughts were that someone he knew was in the forest and calling out for help when that person saw him. And that led to him thinking that person was injured and in need of help, so what other choice did he have except to help that person. As he ran through the dark green maze he could hear that the direction he was heading was leading him closer to the voice. It took him a little while to find his way to a clearing in the forest. He bended over as he tried to control his breathing. He only bended his head up and was shocked and I do mean shocked.

"What the heck?" He said as he stood upward and took a step back from the surprise.

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Yay my first ever sequel, but I'm not too sure what my official title should be. So I will probably be changing it as the story continues. You can all send me ideas if you like and if I get a really good one I will…got it! I will send a special copy of an upcoming chapter the day before it's posted. Hope that's a cool reward for helping me out on the title.

Misha-San

P.S. Option for new stories can also be voted on my profile too.