No Longer Existing

chapter one: Akina Turusami

It was the last period of the day and Yami and his friends had english. Their teacher had assigned an assignment. They were assigned to make up an obituary. Most of the students found it rather hard, for english wasn't their best subject. Tea had shot her hand up and asked, "Can we have some newspapers? It would be easy for us to understand and do an obituary."

The teacher had gone outside and came back a couple of minutes later, with a handful of newspapers. Each newspaper was a different year and Tea managed to grab last year's newspaper. "Hey Tea! Wanna get another one for me?" Joey asked

"Yeah me too!" Tristan said.

"Guys, why don't we just share? Besides, everyone practically grabbed most of them."

Yami had already been looking at one, not really paying attention to his friends argue. Everyone was so talkative, except their group. Actually, they were usually the loudest because of Joey and Tristan. But they seemed more mesmorized in the obituary section. "Hey guys, what's with the sudden change?"

"Some girl died because of giving birth." Tea said sorrowfully.

"Yeh and she ain't bad lookin' either." Joey manages to say.

"Yo Joey. Don't be checking out dead girls. It's not right." Tristan laughed.

Could this be? Could they be talking about her? Yami thought.

He asked, "Is her name Akina Turusami?"

"Yeah. How'd ya know?" Joey asked.

Yami seemed more quiet than ever. He had remembered everything. He had still kept their fond memories, even though she said to forget.

"Hey Yami! You okay?" Tea wondered.

"Yeah buddeh. Do you need somethin'?" Joey asked.

"I'm all right. Don't worry about me, I'm fine." he answered, quietly.

"You sure?" Tristan asked, agitated.

"Yes. It's nothing really."

The bell was about to ring and Tea had taken the clarification of Akina Turusami. As they left, they had asked each other if they wanted to go out. But Yami had declined. He decided he'd better get home. On his way home, he had thought about Akina. Akina was more the friendly and innocent type. She had blissful, expressive blue eyes. Her hair was mid-back, layered and black. She had cute dimples and a perfect smile that made Yami always feel happy. It had been about 2-3 years ago and Yami had clearly remembered the first day they met. Yami had been wandering around the school, and had accidentally bumped into a girl. "O-oh s-sorry about that." he said repently.

The girl bent down to pick up her books. He came to gather them too. She had replied, "That's okay. By the way. My name's Akina Turusami. I'm a new student."

"He looked up and she smiled. He had blushed and said, "M-my name's Yami Moto."

"Well hello Yami. I was wondering, maybe you could show me around just a bit. I haven't really been here and I don't really know my way around. So, what do you say?" she asked suppliantly.

"Sure. But I'll have to make it quick. I have a class in twenty minutes."

Yami had taken her books and showed the way. Spending almost fifteen minutes, he told her he had to get back. As he was about to leave, Akina said cheerfully, "Maybe we'll go out someday."

He stared at her again and smiled. "Yeah, maybe."

They waved bye to each other and Yami was on his way to his next class. As two months passed, Yami and Akina were closer than ever. Though, he had wondered where she was getting the small and long cuts and black splotched bruises on her arms. "Hey Akina, where are you getting all ot those cuts and bruises?"

"They're nothing. It's not important."

"You can tell me. You trust me don't you?"

"Yeah, I do. It's just that..."

He slowly placed his hand on hers and stared at her harmonious blue eyes."I want to help you Akina. If I don't know what you're struggling with, you'll keep on struggling. I don't want you to suffer anymore."

Little by little, tears ran down Akina's eyes. Never before, had he seen her cry. It had looked as though she had been through so much pain. "Do you want to talk about it? I won't force you." He felt sorry.

"It's about time. You don't know how much it hurts to remember all the pain I've been through..."