Guys I re-wrote ittttttttt
I deleted my other account btw as well.
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Chapter 1- Tea.
"Mai, tea!"
Was the first thing I heard as soon as I walked in through the door, in a hurry but still trying to be stealthy. Well that was a failure – at least he didn't comment on my lateness-
"And you're late so hurry it up, or I'll cut your pay". I turned red upon hearing this, and, fully believing he would do such a thing, sprinted to the kitchenette. I threw my coat on the sofa, not bothering to hang it up on the coatrack, and ran into a wall, well a wall of (apparently steel resembling) muscle.
"Oomph!" My breath escaped me, and I started to fall backwards to the hardwood floor, when two strong hands enclosed on my upper-arms. "Oh, um i- tha- you a- ugh." I looked up at my captor, who had saved me from at least a weeks backache, and my cheeks instantly felt warm – oh great, I was blushing fire-engine red and stuttering like a bumbling buffoon in front of him.
Naru.
"Mai, I know I am just that handsome, but do you think you could stop staring at me and get on with what I pay you to do?"
"Yeah, yeah, I'm getting there," he may have saved me but I'm not gonna let him ruin my mood. "Tea, that's all it is with you, you addicted, self-obsessed, British-accented narcissist. It's never 'good morning, Mai, how are you? You seem in a good mood today'…" I continued my ramblings into the kitchenette, without realizing my words had echoed to Naru's ears as he was leaning on one shoulder against the door.
"Good morning, Mai, how are you? You seem in a good mood today." I was shocked, Naru aka Kazuya Shibuya aka OLIVER DAVIS (!) was capable of polite small-talk? I answered him, not wanting to let this opportunity go by.
"Oh, I just got accepted into this super-prestigious school calle-" without realizing.
"Mai, I don't actually care, I'm just hoping it will get me my tea faster. Which, apparently, it does not." I turned around, gasping at my idiotic-ness, to see him smirking at me. I turned red again (wow I really need to learn how to control this) but this time with anger.
"Why don't you make your own tea if you're just going to stand there staring at the kettle?! Because I need to finish this letter to the university, thanking them for their scholarship." I said indignantly.
Naru froze and then (very rudely and dramatically) asked "You got, not only accepted, but a scholarship to a university?" He said, disbelievingly.
"Yes Naru, I did. Is it that surprising?!" I screeched, offended. He shrugged in response, seeming truly lost for words. "That your stupid, naïve little assistant got into the Davis University? Well it's in England so, don't worry, I'll be out of your (perfect) hair soon enough." I replied spitefully, hurt that he really did think of me like that. Well, I shouldn't be surprised – I mean, I've known him long enough.
"Wait, Mai I didn't say that! And did you say Davis U.?" he called after me as I ran out.
"You didn't have to!" I screeched, and, like a 7 year old having a tantrum, slammed the door to my little office room and sat. I was over-reacting, ugh. Tears were rolling down my face – why was I reacting like this … why was I hurt because of something that Naru said? Why!? I had to go home to think about this all. So, I rose from my spot and opened the door, only to find an unconscious body in the middle of the Office's hallway.
Naru! It was Naru; I raced over to him, but midway I stopped in my tracks, why was it so cold? I shivered and looked down at my arms, the flesh already raised in goose bumps. When I looked back I gasped, there was an elderly lady, whose crinkled and worn hands were hovering over Naru's head.
"Hey! What do you think you're doing, lady?!" I almost yelled at her. She abruptly looked up, her blackening eyes looked as if they could see through my soul.
"And who are you, my pretty? Perhaps you are this 'Mai' that this one here dreams about?" she said, gesturing to the man lying in front of her. Her voice was creepier and more eerie than her face.
'Huh? He dreams about me?' I thought, asking no one in particular. "Who are you and what have you done to Naru?" As I said this she stood, her knees cracking in the process, making me wince at the noise.
She started to walk over to me, "I am Yeva, and your sweet 'Naru'," her face twisted, mocking the nickname I had christened him with. "Is absolutely fine. Or, well, he … will be."
"What do you mean, 'he will be'? What do you want?" I felt like throwing something. 'now Mai, calm down and stop imagining feeding the lady's head to your neighbours snake – you know what happened last time you tried that' I consoled myself.
"You'll see, in five years you will re-awaken, with absolutely no memory of him – this also goes for the rest of your 'S.P.R' team," Her lips twisted, mockingly, as she pronounced the letters. "There is only one way to break a curse to me, and you'll just have to figure it out, if you can remember a thing…" she cackled, yes I am being serious, she cackled, insanely.
"Lady, do you want me to take you anywhere? A psychiatric hospital? A dark ditch?" I asked kindly, as I didn't know what would send her to looney-land again. She looked at me under the long 'lashes that framed her eyes, and she smiled manically.
"Goodnight, sweet, try not to hurt yourself trying to remember."
"Wha—"
That's all, and then it became dark.
Black.