Uhm, so yea this is chapter one, i dont know if the story will be good though too tired to actually think. in some muddled state now, rushed out the first and last parts of this chapter and beta-ed in myself in this weird state of mind.

couldnt even find a proper name of tittle to the story and this chapter. sucks. ALSO PLEASE NOTE iPods and iPhones ussually have synced timings if you have synced them on your com.

Hope it's enjoyable. i'm not very good at this. probably would be able to write a better AN if i wwerent feeling like that. Maybe i'll be better after a bath. anyways.. please review and read!

i'm not sure about the tittle and ratings for now though... i dont know. might venture to M, small chance though cuz last time i tried, com died and i lost the story.

sorry for all the time jumps.. my mind is a bit disorganised now. will be better in the next chapter... hopefully

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the lines in this chapter ussually mean time lapses.

CHAPTER 1-leaving

Something wasn't right and she felt it, it was as if somebody was following her.

She stared at her watch, it was two in the afternoon and it wouldn't be a surprise if some of her fans were following her, after all nobody from school had ever visited her house. Let alone the fact that it was her second time taking public transport back after the two years in her school and many would take the chance to know.

She tensed her shoulders, not wanting to look back; her fans from school were getting more daring and she couldn't help but be more paranoid after finding a camera taped to the top of the cubicle she was in a few days back.

With the help of the side mirror of a nearby lorry she peered at her stalker and caught sight of a familiar green haired junior from one of the more popular sports clubs.

Shizuru tried to find a way to escape, speeding up till she was at a traffic junction in the last five seconds of the green man. Taking the chance, she ran across the road hoping the junior would stop when the light tuned red.

*please stop followi-*

Her thoughts stopped mid way when a screech was heard.

*Tomoe* She stared in shock as the orange cap flew off her juniors head onto the black tar of the road

Red liquid tripped down the front light of the offending truck.

The rain fell down on the bonnet of the car, creating small rhythmic sounds.

Shizuru closed her wine red eyes as she let out a long held in sigh. Not wanting to turn back to look at the place she had just gone to.

It was the funeral of the girl she had caused the death of a few days ago, not exactly what she had needed but it was also a new reason she had given herself to move back to Kyoto.

"Take me home please," she whispered to her chauffeur hoping he would pick it up so she wouldn't have to repeat what she had said.

the car's engines revved to life, replacing the sound vacuum which held the echoes of what Shizuru had said moments earlier.

"Are you sure you want to transfer school and move to Kyoto?", came the soft whisper from her chauffeur

Shizuru didnt reply, afraid her voice would crack. All the chauffeur got in response was the small tear down her cheeks that he saw from the rear-view mirror

Natsuki looked up into the sky the rain stinging her eyes as she fastened her footsteps so as to make it back to the dormitories faster. All she had wanted at that moment was a nice cold bath.

Even though it was raining, the heat was unbearable.

"this trip to the market better be worth it, finding my way around in this city is fustrating" She let out a small growl and tightened her hands around the heavy green-movement recyclable bags she was holding that was filled with a week's worth of food.

A BMW sped pass her, the sheer speed of the car caught her attention.

In curiousity, she peered into the car to try to catch a glimpse of the speeding driver. All she could catch was the glimpse of a 17 looking girl with chestnut locks. The girl had her eyes closed and her head pressed toward the window, even with most of her hair covering her face from Natsuki's angle, Natsuki managed to see a small sparkle of reflection on the side of her cheeks.

Tears.

The thing Natsuki hated the most. Something that was so easy to provoke and yet so hard to stop. Natsuki felt a tug at her chest as she tried to deny the fact that just the word or a picture that involved crying could spoil her entire day. She looked down at the iPod she had strapped to the side of her arm- a habit she had developed when she went for jogs.

11:11. Was imprinted on the bottom screen

Putting her hands together, she made the single wish she had been making for five years. *let it all go away*.

Shizuru stared at the screen of her iphone, repeatedly locking and unlocking it for the sake of taking her mind off guilt. The timing popped up at the top of her screen the fifth time she turned the display on.

11:11.

On habit she clicked the lock and middle button of the phone(to take a screenshot on iPhones and iPods). And closed her eyes once more.

*let it all disappear* was the only thing she had repeatedly said in whispers for the entire minute.

By the time the minute was over, the car had came to a stop, she was home.

She stepped into the half empty 8500 sq ft of land she called home. Tiredly pulling off her school shoes. Walking straight to her room she closed the door softly behind her. It all felt surreal, like a dream she could not escape. She stared at her hands, her eyes tracing the lines on her smooth skin. Some part of her wanted to deny that she was an indirect cause of the accident, as though it had never happened. Even when she tried to tell herself that it was a fact, her heart seemed to deny the whole matter.

"Mai, im home." Natsuki shouted out to a certain girl with flame coloured hair. Dropping the bags of groceries on the table she placed her shoes up on the rack beside her, grabbing a towel before entering the bathroom.

*I'm so useless if I cant even get over something this small after so many years*

She stared into the mirror on top the basin she was leaning against. "so many other people in the world have gotten over things like that so easily, why cant I, too? I'm so fucking useless"

Her attention on her reflection in the mirror was cut of when she heard a shout from Mai outside.

"Let's create a meal to celebrate the end of our trip in Tokyo!"

Next day

The hallways were empty but somehow they still gave of a comfortable home-ish feeling. After all it was the school she had been in for 2 years. Even thought it was only 2, she knew almost every nook and cranny in the area.

She left her homeroom classroom, leaving small post-it note letters under every one of the desks it was her way of saying goodbye to all her classmates, she didnt want to send text messages as she felt that texts were insincere if as compared to writing.

After she was done with all 40 post it notes, she walked toward the student council room, staring down at her white shoes and examining the suddenly interesting floor.

Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath and allowed her memory to lead her to the council room.

The darkness drew in thoughts and memories of the past and plans for the future. The one that took her attention was the thought of how she was going to cope in the environment of the new school she had found for transfer.

It was recommended by a distant aunt of hers, Mrs Kanzaki. An all girls school which had a thru-train programme. It was not as good as her current one, a mediocre average neighbourhood school in Kyoto. Shizuru had chosen it as it has felt the most welcoming out of all the rest she had searched-up, also Her cousin, Reito was the coouncil president in the council of both the school- they shared the same council members. That fact would mean that she would be able to get out of trouble easily, unless the matter got out of hand.

*Reito..* Shizuru thought trying to remember all she could of him back when she had met him when she was younger, hey were distant cousins and hardly talked much after she had moved out of Kyoto at the age of 12.

Her attention was drawn back when her memory had jolted her back into reality, she was infront of the student council room. She grinned at the sense of achievement of being able to navigate with her eyes closed, pulling open the wooden door to the classroom.

Shizuru was back in the classrooms to clear up the things she had left behind, the view of the familiar council room made the fact that all this was going to change feel distant it was the place she felt the most comfortable in even thought it was merely a year since she had taken over.

She looked around the student council room with a soft subtle smile. Looking down at her windbreaker she was wearing, she stared hard at the emblem of her school, a symbol of status among others of her age- an elite school that only accepted the top 1% of the country's educated students. A chance in such a school could only be bought with both intelligence and money. The door opened behind her once again, the cheerful and welcoming smile of her vice president greeted her.

"When you're gone I'll be left alone to lead the entire council, are you sure you want to leave such a post vacant to an under experienced person like me?"

Shizuru turned around, toward the door of the council room where the sound was heard. Her wine red eyes locked with the other's hazel brown in resignation, "my application to the oth-".

Her sentence was cut off half way," must you go?"

Shizuru nodded apologetically.

"If you were strong like everybody has thought of you as then why not stay and stand up where fear and guilt has made you fall?", was the sudden subtle outburst from the president-to-be.

Shizuru ignored the statement and pulled her vice-president close till their bodies touched before giving small kiss on her ear as goodbye.

"I would miss flirting with you for one thing". Shizuru winked and glided out of the room before the latter could react.

Her white- hard based school shoes could be heard echoing on the wooden floor of the corridors. *It's not that I cant stand up. In fact this is the way i'm doing it. I want to be able to face my past without running from it, then will I be able to face the present*

"My absence would probably cause lesser grief to her parents anyway", She said as she stared at the parents of that green haired girl from afar.

hope that was okay.. as for the photo thing, when i had my iPod(2 of which one spoilt and the other was stolen) i would take a picture everytime i saw 11:11 or some timing that felt nostalgic or when i was listening to my fav song and it's name was on display.

It's like saving the feelings in a picture of your front display. and 11:11 is like a timing you can make a wish.

IMPORTANT QUESTION: oh just wondering, how did you all spend you 11/11/2011 11:11:11? :)