A scarred man with a red metallic thumb crawled out between two boulders. The sun was shining down on his eyes, so he put his hands over them. He stood up. It was the beginning of July, and he hadn't seen the sun yet. He just shaved in his little cave, and he just came out in three days.
"Damn." He said scratching his head. It was five in the morning. He grabbed a black glove from his pocket and fitted it on his right hand. He moved his fingers to get a feel for it, them he moved on. He walked until he reached the shore of the island.
"You got here early for once." He heard a familiar voice say.
"Shut up!" Kazuma yelled back. Ryuho turned. He was standing in front of Kazuma. His two scars under his eyes had gone worst, with smaller scars connecting with it. Kazuma could tell Ryuho cut his hair and shaved.
"So, how long do we wait?" Kazuma asked falling asleep. Ryuho checked his watch.
"Well, for Konomi and Mimori, ten minuets." Kazuma's eyes grew wide.
"I didn't know they were coming! I'm outa here!" Kazuma shouted and turned to limp away.
"Well, for eight years, do you think she'll like you the way you are?" Ryuho asked.
"I don't care!" Kazuma shouted stumbling off. "I just hope she doesn't remember me."
"Hey, Konomi, do you think they remember us?" Mimori asked Konomi while getting a picnic basket ready.
"I hope so." Konomi replied with eagerness in her sixteen year old voice. "Kazuma has to try my new cooking skills!"
"Well, Tachibana said that they'll meet us at the eastern shore so that's where we'll go!" Konomi nodded as she stepped outside. The breeze blew her hair wild. She wanted to see Kazuma more then ever now. Eight years had passed since the fight between Kazuma and Ryuho, and that day was the last she ever saw them.
"What are you doing out here Konomi?" Konomi sighed and turned around to see Omi, the so called "coolest" guy in the village.
"What do you want?" Konomi asked. Omi had long, jet black hair with a white shirt and blue jeans. He walked behind her.
"Just wanted to know how my girl was doing," Konomi turned red with anger.
"I told you a million times! I like someone else!" Omi tightened his hand into a fist, and then loosened it up.
"Is it that stupid alter user that you keep yapping about?" Konomi gritted her teeth.
"He isn't stupid! If you said that to his face he'd kill you!" Omi laughed.
"You know I'm an S class alter user in this village, right?" Omi stated with a grin. "He couldn't take me out if he had an army."
Konomi couldn't hold back any longer. She swung back and smacked her fist into Omi's grinning face.
"Konomi! We're leaving!" Mimori shouted honking the horn.
"Coming!" Konomi yelled back running to get in the car.
"Kazuma."
"No."
"Kazuma!"
"No way."
Ryuho and Kazuma yelled at each other if they should see the girls or not.
"Why not?"
"Because I'm a scarred freak."
"Me too, but I'm showing some backbone!"
"I'll show you backbone!"
"If you had one!"
"I'll show you my strength!"
"If you had some you worm!"
"Now you've done it!"
Kazuma and Ryuho yapped at each other. The sun was shining brightly as if it were laughing at them.
"I don't understand her!" Omi shouted as he punched the kitchen wall.
"All I wanted was her to like me! But she likes that filthy native alter user! Well, I'll show her power! "I'll show them both power!" Omi shouted. His gang just stared at him, sweating, hoping he would not use his alter power.
"Omi lets just calm down and find this alter user." A member suggested.
"No!" I'll make him come to me!"
"Okay Kazuma. Keep your cool, okay?" Ryuho said to Kazuma as a car neared them.
"I'll try, but I hope she still recognizes me!" The car stopped a few yards away. A young teenaged girl stepped out. Konomi looked up to see the man she loved, cared, and dreamed about. His scar under his right eye made a passageway to the left with two lines, and his hair was a little bit longer.
She also noticed he was wearing a full glove, not a fingerless one. But she didn't care about his looks. She ran toward him at full speed. Kazuma stood there, arms wide open. She crashed into his arms and started crying. Tears poured down her cheeks like water falls.
"Kaza-kun! I-I missed you so much!" Konomi said. Kazuma smiled and ran his fingers through her hair.
"I thought you forgot about me." Konomi hugged him even tighter. "How could I Kaza-kun?" Kazuma smiled.
Mimori walked up to Ryuho, tears forming in her eyes.
"Its, nice to see you-
Ryuho hugged Mimori. She replied the same with tears of joy.
"It's nice to see you too."
After five minuets of crying, they sat down to eat.
"So, Kaza-kun, what did you do during the eight years?" Kazuma finished his sandwich. "Fought. These sandwiches are about five percent better."
"Kaza-kun!" Konomi shouted. "What? You want me to lie?"
"So, what about you Ryuho?" Ryuho finished his meal. "Well, I sort of did the same. But I fought cautiously." Kazuma glared at Ryuho.
"What now?" Mimori said afterward. "We go back to our original spots." Kazuma said. Everyone burst into laughter.
"Kaza-kun, you owe me eight years of helping with the farm." Konomi said smiling.
"And Ryuho, you owe me eight years of teaching." Mimori said with the same expression as Konomi.
"But I don't teach!" Ryuho said. "You do now!" Mimori said grinning.
"Uh, well, Konomi, you know there's a thing I have to take care of, you see, and, um, it will take about ten more years and I really can't help with the farm. You understand, right?"
"Not this time Kaza-kun!" Konomi said laughing.
"You better get started!" Mimori said handing Ryuho books.
