A/N- I have decided to use a tactic another author uses that seems to work.
Until I get 10 reviews, I will not put up another chapter. Sorry, but
that's the way life is!
Chapter Two
Tohru was exhausted. Who knew college would be so difficult? But she had been right. There were quite a few hot guys.... Tohru hit her head.
Stop thinking about that! It's so unlike you! She yelled silently to herself.
Tohru got back to work on her essay. She couldn't believe that the teacher had given homework on the first day! And a 500-word essay on the Roman Empire to boot! Professor Sohma was a difficult teacher. Sure, in class he gave little work. But at home, it was tedious.
She finished half her essay and decided she was hungry. Tohru walked into her small kitchen and looked through the cupboard. Empty. That's right! She was supposed to go shopping... Question was: With what money? She was broke.
After hunting around a bit, Tohru found a pack of ramen, a pot, a bowl, and a pair of chopsticks. Filling the pot with water and putting it on the stove, she sat down on her counter top.
"Life is just too hard. Too hard to bear!" She exclaimed out loud. "It took me years to get over the accident and to get into Tokyo University. I can't quite now!"
FLASHBACK
Tohru screamed. The car was headed right towards her. A black Sedan was coming full speed toward Tohru. She was laying on the ground, in the middle of the street. What was she doing there? People around her were asking. Simple, she mentally answered them, I was trying to get my cat out from under the car, where she was hiding.
Suddenly, a blur of red and a hard landing later, Tohru was knocked unconscious. She woke up hours later, alone in a hospital bed. She had no memory of anything that had happened in the past. None, whatsoever.
For months afterward, Tohru focused all her energy on catching up with her schoolwork. It had taken her seven years, but she was finally back to herself.
END FLASHBACK
Tohru jumped out of her thoughts. Her ramen was done and was about ready to burn. She quickly turned off the burner and poured the dinner into her bowl. She took the bowl back to her room and continued working on her essay.
The ramen lay forgot at the side of her computer as Tohru roused herself awake. She took a look at her digital clock and groaned. It was 4:32 in the morning. She rubbed her sleep encrusted eyes and checked the computer screen. Well, at least the essay was done. She printed it out and saved her work. Shutting down the computer, Tohru brought her uneaten dinner into the kitchen and dumped it out. Stumbling back into her room, she tried hopelessly to get back to sleep.
When that didn't work, Tohru heaved herself up and went into the bathroom. As hshe got ready for today lessons, she thought again of the mysterious stranger she had bumped into yesterday, and hoped she would bump into him again.
Tohru, actually a little early today, walked out of her apartment and locked the door. Today, she would take her time, relax, and grab something to eat on her way to school. Turning around, she spotted the man from yesterday. He had on the same hat, but no glasses. Tohru decided that she should probably go and apologize, maybe see if he would accept a cup of coffee at the café down the street as an apology.
She walked over and tapped the man on the shoulder. She hadn't realized how tall he was yesterday. As he turned around, she noticed that he was, indeed, wearing his sunglasses. She was disappointed.
"Excuse me, sir, but I just came to apologize for bumping into you yesterday because I was in a bit of a hurry and wanted to get to class on time and I didn't see you walking by and I hope you can forgive me and maybe we could get a cup of coffee at the café down the street my treat as a way to ask for forgiveness..."
He held up a hand to stop her. "Don't worry about it. It was my fault too. I wasn't paying attention. Don't worry about it." He said.
As he started to walk away, Tohru finally gained back her thoughts. The voice, deep and smooth, rang in her head. Where did she remember it from?
Looking at her watch, Tohru realized that her little off-course, spur of the moment decision had made her late again. She rushed off to class, hoping once more, to get there on time.
Chapter Two
Tohru was exhausted. Who knew college would be so difficult? But she had been right. There were quite a few hot guys.... Tohru hit her head.
Stop thinking about that! It's so unlike you! She yelled silently to herself.
Tohru got back to work on her essay. She couldn't believe that the teacher had given homework on the first day! And a 500-word essay on the Roman Empire to boot! Professor Sohma was a difficult teacher. Sure, in class he gave little work. But at home, it was tedious.
She finished half her essay and decided she was hungry. Tohru walked into her small kitchen and looked through the cupboard. Empty. That's right! She was supposed to go shopping... Question was: With what money? She was broke.
After hunting around a bit, Tohru found a pack of ramen, a pot, a bowl, and a pair of chopsticks. Filling the pot with water and putting it on the stove, she sat down on her counter top.
"Life is just too hard. Too hard to bear!" She exclaimed out loud. "It took me years to get over the accident and to get into Tokyo University. I can't quite now!"
FLASHBACK
Tohru screamed. The car was headed right towards her. A black Sedan was coming full speed toward Tohru. She was laying on the ground, in the middle of the street. What was she doing there? People around her were asking. Simple, she mentally answered them, I was trying to get my cat out from under the car, where she was hiding.
Suddenly, a blur of red and a hard landing later, Tohru was knocked unconscious. She woke up hours later, alone in a hospital bed. She had no memory of anything that had happened in the past. None, whatsoever.
For months afterward, Tohru focused all her energy on catching up with her schoolwork. It had taken her seven years, but she was finally back to herself.
END FLASHBACK
Tohru jumped out of her thoughts. Her ramen was done and was about ready to burn. She quickly turned off the burner and poured the dinner into her bowl. She took the bowl back to her room and continued working on her essay.
The ramen lay forgot at the side of her computer as Tohru roused herself awake. She took a look at her digital clock and groaned. It was 4:32 in the morning. She rubbed her sleep encrusted eyes and checked the computer screen. Well, at least the essay was done. She printed it out and saved her work. Shutting down the computer, Tohru brought her uneaten dinner into the kitchen and dumped it out. Stumbling back into her room, she tried hopelessly to get back to sleep.
When that didn't work, Tohru heaved herself up and went into the bathroom. As hshe got ready for today lessons, she thought again of the mysterious stranger she had bumped into yesterday, and hoped she would bump into him again.
Tohru, actually a little early today, walked out of her apartment and locked the door. Today, she would take her time, relax, and grab something to eat on her way to school. Turning around, she spotted the man from yesterday. He had on the same hat, but no glasses. Tohru decided that she should probably go and apologize, maybe see if he would accept a cup of coffee at the café down the street as an apology.
She walked over and tapped the man on the shoulder. She hadn't realized how tall he was yesterday. As he turned around, she noticed that he was, indeed, wearing his sunglasses. She was disappointed.
"Excuse me, sir, but I just came to apologize for bumping into you yesterday because I was in a bit of a hurry and wanted to get to class on time and I didn't see you walking by and I hope you can forgive me and maybe we could get a cup of coffee at the café down the street my treat as a way to ask for forgiveness..."
He held up a hand to stop her. "Don't worry about it. It was my fault too. I wasn't paying attention. Don't worry about it." He said.
As he started to walk away, Tohru finally gained back her thoughts. The voice, deep and smooth, rang in her head. Where did she remember it from?
Looking at her watch, Tohru realized that her little off-course, spur of the moment decision had made her late again. She rushed off to class, hoping once more, to get there on time.