Don't Forget to Remember Me
Chapter 1-I Hate You!
Raimundo's POV
Kimiko Tohomiko's squeal could be heard all throughout the temple.
"Master Fung!" I heard her squeal as she ran into the Grandhall. "Master Fung!" When she reached him she was out of breath.
"Yes Kimiko?" He asked the ecstatic Japanese.
"Can I?" She gasped. "Papa… I really, really want to!" She was still very short on breath.
"Want to what Kimiko?" I was standing by Master Fung when I asked her this.
"Oh right," Kimiko nodded. "Papa got me the best connections. I'll be gone two months and I really, really wanna go!" She hopped up and down.
"Where is that may I ask?" Master Fung queried.
"On tour with my absolute favorite singer!"
"Well," Master Fung thought for a moment. "There hasn't been any new shen-gong-wu in months so yes you may." Kimiko squealed than I said.
"Who are you going on tour with?"
"Marc Brett!" I silently gasped, I had figured it was someone like Hillary Duff or Miley Cyrus but Marc Brett was her one true love. I knew that if she went they would fall in love with each other and that I would be left in the shadows.
"Do you really want to go?"
"Of course."
"But think of it, what would Omi think?" I hadn't really meant Omi. "What about Clay?" Or Clay, but I had to get her to stay.
"I'm sure Omi would love a girl free environment." Kimiko answered. "And Clay won't mind."
"Well what about me? I'd miss you." I knew I had hit a hard subject when I saw her face.
"I'd miss you too but…"
"Please don't go." I said.
"You can't tell me not to go!" Came the quick tempered answer. I knew she was mad at me.
"I asked." I looked at down the girl as she started to upset me.
"Why don't you want me to go?" She yelled.
"I just don't." I hated yelling at her. Kimiko looked to our Master.
"Master Fung!" Master Fung shook his head.
"This is something you must figure out together."
"I'm going." Kimiko said.
"But Kim…"
"No! I'm going Raimundo Pedrosa and there is nothing you can do about it!" She screamed in my face. I grabbed her wrist but she pulled from me away and screamed.
"I hate you!"
"But Kimiko I…" I started as she left the room. "Love you." Master Fung put a hand on my shoulder.
Kimiko's POV
As soon as I saw Marc Brett I squealed and sat across from him in the red hummer limo.
"You're even hotter in person!" And boy was he hot! He had black flimsy hair placed just right over his deep blue eyes. He had a fair complexion but not so that he couldn't get tan, which he was. He wasn't as muscular as Raimundo but I would want his arms around me any day. Marc Brett smiled at me and his dimples made him even cuter.
"Your dad said you were beautiful but…" He paused looking for the right words to say and he finally settled on. "He didn't say you were this beautiful." I let out a light flirty giggle; I figured papa would have shown him a picture of me, but still… I was very flattered by the compliment.
"So," I changed the subject and grabbed my cute yellow purse and undid the wooden button of an outside flap and pulled out Marc Brett's single c.d. of his #1 hit 'Together'.
"Are you gonna be singing this song?"
"Actually we both are." Marc Brett replied.
"I'm going to sing this song with you?" Marc Brett was smiling at my excited smile as he nodded.
"Omigosh!" I squealed. "Marc Brett this means so much to me!"
"Just call me Marc." I squealed again.
"Marc this means so much to me!" All the squealing startled the driver and he rolled down the black separation thingy (hey, I didn't know what it was called).
"Is everything okay back there?" I nodded.
"I'm just overly excited." The driver just shrugged his shoulders and rolled the separation back up.
"Are you ready to practice?" Marc asked.
"Here?" I was starting to get excited all over again. "Now?" Marc nodded and took out a small battery operated boom box and slipped in a c.d.
"My parts are accompaniment and yours have someone singing the lyrics." He pressed play then remembered something else and pressed pause. "Parts where we sing together have two people singing the lyrics." I nodded and after he pressed play I listened as he sang his first part.
"Together we are strong." I heard a woman's voice on the c.d. and sang along. Although I knew all the words so I didn't really listen to the voice.
"Together we'll long." The next word we would sing together, and oddly enough that's what the word was. You know…
"Together." Then Marc sang.
"Together we are tall." And I sang.
"Together we have all." The rest of the song we sang in unison.
"Together, together we are love, together."
Raimundo's POV
It hand been two nights since Kimiko left with that singer and I think I was close to depressed. I knew Kimiko had beautiful singing voice and all though I was mad at her I couldn't wait to hear her on stage. Well, t.v. It was on every network station and half of the cable channels, who knew how many satellite.
According to CNN, which I was watching, the concert was a historical event: Video game guru Toshiro Tohomiko's daughter Kimiko Tohomiko and teen idol Marc Brett on their first night of the tour of the century. I had rolled my eyes at the description, as far as I was concerned it was a spoiled brat breaking my heart while trying to woo her favorite singer. I know that wasn't nice of me, but wouldn't you feel the same?
It was now thirty seconds to midnight and Kimiko and Marc Brett were almost finished with their last song. I listened close to Kimiko's sassy voice as she sang with Marc, maybe I was looking for a clue that she missed me.
"Together
Together we are tall
Together we have all
Together
Together we are love"
All though in that last part they took turns singing this next part they sang together.
"Together you and me
Together we can be
Together you and me
Together we are love
Together woahoo"
I thought Kimiko sounded more beautiful than ever as they went back to taking turns singing.
"Together we are strong
Together we'll be long
Together
Together we are tall
Together we have all
Together we are strong
Together we'll be long
Together
Together we are tall
Together we have all
Together
Together we are love
Together"
Kimiko echoed together and the song ended. I saw Kimiko smile with content and excitement. I couldn't help but smile as well but my smile immediately turned into a frown. Marc Brett had pulled Kimiko toward him and kissed her! The crowd cheered. I tore off his shoe and threw it at the t.v.
"I hate you!" I screamed, although I wasn't quite sure who I was talking to, and then at Kimiko I screamed. "I wish I could forget I ever met you!"