Chapter One- Mysterious Meet



Gotta hurry... gotta make it in time...

    "I bet Genrou's gonna be late, if he even comes at all!"

   "I'll be there, in fact, I'll be five minutes early!"

   I'll show him.

  I hurried along the street, trying to make it in time to Miaka's house for the party.  

    I was running so fast along the sidewalk that I wasn't even paying attention to where I was going.  Obviously, or what happened next wouldn't have happened.  

    I ran right into this chick.

    "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry!"

    I looked down, she was there, on the ground looking up at me.

    "Yeah, uh, me too." I pulled her up with one hand.  

    She picked up her books from off the ground, then she smiled and looked at me.  "Uh, you look like you're in a hurry."

    I stared beyond her at the road, "Uh... yeah..." Then I looked at her.  She was probably younger than me. She had dirty blond hair flowing a little past  her shoulders and she had these blue eyes that were so deep.  They seemed to be able to look at anything and receive its full depth.   Kinda creepy, but I got lost in them for a moment.  I think I felt my heart flutter.  

    She continued looking at me and I continued to look into her eyes.  Then, finally, I shook it off.  "Well, uh, I... gotta get going."  

    Imagine, me, getting lost in some freaky girl's eyes... pft.  That didn't happen.

    She blinked and continued to smile, "All right, but can I ask you a quick question?"

    Was this girl insane?  Maybe she has magical powers or something.

    I looked at her, with my own golden eyes.  "Err... what's that?"

    "What's your name?"

    Okay, now I was really getting scared. I tried not to look into her eyes. She might be reading me or something.  What?  That's stupid.  Just tell her.

    "Uh..., it's Genrou."

    "Well, Genrou, it was nice meeting you.  I hope you get where you're going.  Be careful."  She winked at me and then continued walking past me.  

    I just stood there for a while, dazed.  Then I continued my way, walking slower, and staring at the ground.