Listening to "Overlap", "Shinkan Akunadin"
Chapter2:
"That smell...it smells like the sun...and...sand?" Charon slowly opened her eyes. She bent her elbow and used it to help herself up. She looked around the room, she was looking for what was causing that smell. "It has to be...!"
The door to the room opened and the strange smell disappeared; the boy with the white hair popped his head into the room and smiled when he saw that she was awake. "Oh, good, you're awake!" He walked in and she noticed that he was holding a tray of food. It was the most food she had seen in a long time! Her mouth watered at the sight of it; she wanted to tackle him and eat every bit of it, but figured he would throw her back out on the street if she did something like that.
"Here. I figured you were starving, by the looks of it anyway!" He exclaimed, gesturing toward her thin frame. The previous night, after she had fainted, he had dressed her in some of his own clothes and threw hers away; he figured she would be warmer and more comfortable in some new clothes.
She noticed the change of clothing and blushed furiously. The boy set the tray of food on her lap, "Go on, eat up! You'll need the energy!"
Charon smile, "Th-Thank you!" Her voice squeaked, but only because she rarely used it. She dug in and showed no mercy as she literally attacked the bacon and eggs; she didn't even bother using a fork.
The boy watched her in amazement, "W-Wow! You must be really hungry! I'll go make some more!" He guickly got up and hurried out of the room. That was when she noticed the smell again.
"Wh-who's there?" She asked nervously as she looked around the room. She didn't receive an answer, but instead, felt the bed sink right at the end of her feet—the only problem was, the bed didn't even look like it had sunk in.
Now she was sure there was one there! "Who are you?" She asked; to anyone else, they would think she had gone crazy, maybe she has, but she knew she was talking to someone; she could feel it.
The boy came back into the room with even more food than he had before; and once again, the smell disappered as soon as he entered. "Here you go!" He set the tray down again and backed up a bit so he wouldn't get hit by the bits of bacon and such that was flying everywhere in her attempt to eat as fast as she could.
She finally finished and looked up at the boy; he took the tray and set it on the floor next to the bed then placed himself on the bed next to her. "How are you feeling?"
"F-Fine..." Her voice was quiet; the smell was back in the room again, but not as strong as before.
"What's you name?" Mine's Bakura Ryou! Most people call me 'Bakura', but you can call me Ryou!"
"M-My name is Charon...I don't know my last name..." She replied, her eyes were once again glazed over. She was so little when she last saw her parents that she wasn't really she if they even existed.
"Oh. Why is that? I thought everyone knew their last name." Ryou stated; he noticed that Charon didn't really feel up to talking, "Well, rest up, because I was planning on taking you over to Yuugi's tomorrow to meet everyone!"
Charon nodded and laid down as Ryou exited the room. He looked back before turning off the light and shutting the door.
"Touzoku Ou..." Charon muttered in her sleep and then woke up suddenly; there was a strange sound coming from the corner of the room.
That's when she smelled it—"Who are you? Sh-show yourself!"
A cold laughter filled the room and then, as if it never happened, the laughed and smell disappeared.
Later that morning...
Charon laid in bed staring at the ceiling; she could hear Ryou making breakfast.
She swung her legs over her the bed and placed her feet onto the floor; she was unsure if she should try to walk yet, after all, she did collapse the previous day. As she stood up, she noticed that her legs were shaking terribly, so she sat back down and tried again. She stood again; her legs were still a bit shaky, but not as bad as before.
She slowly made her way downstairs and felt something brush up against her. She immediately turned around only to be looking at nothing.
Charon wearily turned back around and continued walking downstairs and into the kitchen. Ryou was standing in front of an oven when he turned to see Charon standing in the doorway.
"Ohayou!" Ryou exclaimed as he turned back to the stove and flipped a pancake.
"O-Ohayou." Charon looked around the kitchen and noticed a refrigerator on her right, the sink on her left, and the oven in front of her.
His apartment was pretty big, comparing it to most other Japanese apartments. Most apartments consisted of only one room with a tatami mat as the floor. Unless the apartments changed since she was little.
Ryou stacked the pancakes onto the plate that was on the counter next to the stove and placed it onto the table, "Go on, eat up! You'll need your energy today!"
Charon slowly sat down, feeling uncertain, and began eating her pancakes. "This is really good!"
Ryou blushed and replied, "T-Thank you!"
Charon suddenly looked around, it's presence was now stronger than ever! She looked at Ryou only to realize that there was something different about him. His hair seemed more wild and his eyes were shadowed, so she couldn't see them.
"So beautiful! So dark! SO POWERFUL!!" He laughed—it was the same laugh she had heard this morning! It caused the hair on the back of her neck to stand up. He looked as though he was about to launch at her—she could now see his eyes—they were sharp and she felt as though he was piercing her soul. As he was about to jump at her, something seemed to stop him and the Ryou she knew was back.
"Th-That must've been who had been watching me...!" Charon said to herself as she stared at Ryou.
"Huh? What do you mean?"
Charon hesitated, realizing that she had said it aloud, "N-Never mind! Anyway, what were we going to do today? You said something about meeting your friends?"
"Yeah, but you need to get dressed." They walked upstairs, and, little did Charon know, but a certain spirit had been listening in to their conversation.
