Life, a cruel mistress
Especially when one has no memory
The First Step In Recovery
Chapter 2
After dragging his pupil to Howard's place with little to no difficulty, the Nomicon looked around and inside the house. The sun had risen two hours ago. Revealing the car to be gone and the home locked up right. The clock inside, when he looked in and at the mantel, read 8 am. No doubt Heidi managed to wake him early and make him leave when she left. This was bad then. Picking the lock would only create more suspicion from Randy. If only the ginger had chosen to skip the first hour of school time!
This meant he'd have to take Randy to his school. The boy was out though and he was sure it 'd be risky if he just showed up with Randy as he was. Nomicon thought out what he could do and sighed. Only one option, pull him and Randy into his book form. Just until Howard came back home. Reluctantly as he held Randy with one arm, he tapped both him and his pupil. Both disappearing in a flash of light. Being replaced by a book on the ground. It was all he could.
Once inside the Nomicon, he put Randy down on a futon and covered him with a blanket. The dojo would keep his pupil safe until Howard was back. Groaning made him shake off his distracted thoughts. He stared at his student as he woke.
Panic in his face as Randy sat up and looked around. Before the Nomicon could speak, he crawled away from him. Words of sorts struggling to get out if his mouth but none coherent to him.
"Do not worry," Nomicon spoke. "I have taken you to my home. We stay until your friend has arrived."
"What friend? I don't have any friends...or family..."
"Randy, please listen," His gentle tone asked.
Randy seemed to calm down but only a little as Nomicon started to speak once more.
"Your friend, Howard Weinerman, knows who you are, who you were. I know you but I am calling on help to make you feel more secured should your trust for me falter," Nomicon told him. "Not only can Howard help but he knows things of you that not even I know of. So please...give him a chance. He is of your age. You grew up together."
"So...this Howard is my friend, from my past that I can't recall...right?"
"Yes," the ninja master smiles.
"And he can help me regain my memories, correct?"
The ninja master nodded, smile still present on his face. Until Randy started to laugh. A slow laugh to almost insane. Whatever the boy found funny, let alone thought was funny, confused him greatly.
"I can buy...that I most likely have a past. I can buy that I maybe had been "ninja" in training with you as my master. What I can't buy is that...I have a friend. If I am a ninja, which I am sure at the moment that I am cause you're a ninja master. Why have friends?"
"Randy, even a warrior needs friends. Friends help with life's challenges and obstacles. They help with keeping one feeling emotions and feelin alive," Nomicon told him. "Even the best of warriors have friends."
"Says a ninja master."
"Yes, you were the one who proved that friendship was an alley even outside of combat," The ninja master stated as he made tea appear next them. "I bet you are hungry and thirsty as well."
Before his pupil could protest, his stomach growled. Demanding food and making the boy look away from him. Nodding his head silently as an answer to his inquiry.
"Then, I will provide food and drink til your friend has returned," He nods.
Randy groaned. It was all he could do as he woke. His body was still drained from that run. The Nomicon, before he passed out, said that a creature drained some of his blood. Alot it seems if he was this exhausted. Somethin he didn't believe. The last thing he remembered was a cold park with the idea of reaching a bench he spotted. Now, as he slowly opened his eyes, he was in a different place. It was oddly decorated.
Looking around without moving his head. His vision cleared more and he saw weapons! Panicking as he sat up and looked around even more. Weapons and weapons and then Nomicon. He tried to speak. To utter protests and questions but nothing coherent came from him. Just sounds is all he could manage.
"Do not worry. I have taken you to my home. We stay until your friend has arrived."
"What friend?" He asked, anger fueling his fear. "I don't have any friends...family..."
"Randy, please listen."
Randy calmed his anger, but he still remained scared. This place wasnt where he wished to be. He didn't want to be here. This place felt wrong, just wrong.
"Your friend, Howard Weinerman, knows who you are, who you were. I know you but I am calling on help to make you feel more secured should your trust for me falter."
Randy didn't say anything. He let Nomicon continue to speak.
"Not only can Howard help but he knows things of you that not even I know of. So, please give him a chance. He is of your age. you grew up together."
"So...this Howard is my friend," Randy repeated.
"Yes," Nomicon said, smiling.
"And he can help me regain my memories, correct?" He asked, hiding his laugh as best he could but starting to fail.
When Nomicon nodded, smile still there. He lost it. Laughing slowly until soon he had some maniacal laugh going. Clearly confusing this ninja master sitting next to him.
"I can buy...that I most likely have a past. I can buy that maybe I had been in "ninja" training with you as my master. What I can't buy is that...I have a friend. If I am a ninja, which I am sure of at the moment cause your a ninja master. Why have friends?," He said without taking a single breath.
It didn't make sense to him that a ninja master would let his student have friends. Most ninja's went on dangerous missions right? Or trained to kill someone or be a hired man for contracts. Randy blinked at those thoughts. Where the hell did they come from? What were half those things he just thought off?
"Randy, even a warrior needs friends. Friends help with life's challenges and obstacles. They help with keeping one feeling emotions and feeling alive. Even best of the warriors have friends."
"Says a ninja master," Randy sarcastic tone said without Nomicon catching onto his sarcasm.
"Yes, you were the one who proved that friendship was an ally even outside of combat."
Nomicon made a tea kettle and two cups appear next to him.
"I bet you are hungry and thirsty."
He went to say no, that he didn't trust him enough to make him food let alone give him a single drop of water. Yet his stomach answers with a high growl. Demanding food before he could say he wasnt.
"Then I will provide food and drink until til your friend has returned."
