Disclaimaa!
I DON'T own any of the Mariamite characters (except sachiko, i make sure she gets her 3 meals) jk, unfortunately.
Hey! I can dream! Tis why I'm here! I am also not held responsible if I disturb or permanently damage any person with my HIDEOUS grammar and spelling of french words. What's with that anyway?? Souer, Soeur, Soooeeeaa! (I googled it to be sure...)
Huzzah! Exciting, exciting! 2nd chapter! I tore myself away from work for an update. Also pretty much planned out the next 2 chapters during my sleepless night (stupid blizzard) and during boooring boring work.
I can take constructive criticism, but only so much LOL!
Enjoy!
When Yumi reached her classroom she groaned inwardly to herself, on the other side of the door she could hear her teachers muffled voice. Crap! It sounded like he was calling the register. Had he got to her name yet?
She quietly opened the door to the classroom a tiny crack and peered in. Only the students closest to her turned their heads towards the distraction. She put her finger in front of her lips indicating for them not to acknowledge her. When the teacher had turned his back to write something on the blackboard, Yumi quietly snuck in ducking low as she made her way towards her seat.
"Nice of you to join us Fukuzawa" The teacher put down the chalk and purposefully turned slowly, knowing he had stopped her in her tracks. Here it comes.
"Ten minutes, Miss Fukuzawa. That's late. Even by your standards" Yumi heard stifled giggles from some of her classmates. She felt the blood rising to her cheeks as her heart rate picked up.
"Gomennasai sensei, something came up that required my urgent attention. My sincerest apologies. It won't happen again." She tried her best, 'You can believe me because I'm a responsible adult' look. Her teacher however, wasn't having any of it.
"To your seat" He pointed in the direction just to humiliate her further. She didn't care. She'd managed to just about squeeze out of that one. She was going to kill Touko at lunch.
Yumi was her usual self throughout class. Bored, fazed out and clearly not paying any attention to her lesson in the slightest. She alternated between counting the tiles on the ceiling to staring out of the window at a pretty standard gingko tree, that had held more of her attention in the past five minutes than her teacher had had all year.
"Fukuzawa!" Yumi's head shot up to search for the owner of the voice that had bellowed out her name. No need. Her teacher was glaring at her, his face quickly becoming a shade of darker crimson with each passing second.
"Continue please" Yumi looked down at her English language book in front of her. She had lost track about 20 minutes ago. She looked up slightly embarrassed to her teacher.
"Sorry sir, I….lost track a moment ago…." She watched him walk behind his desk and search eagerly in one of his drawers. They all knew what was coming next. Yumi was used to it by now, no thanks to Touko. When he had found what he was looking for he marched down to Yumi's table and slammed a slip of paper in front of her. He quickly signed his name and added a time.
"It would be very wise to make it on time Miss Fukuzawa, I may not be here after school hours today but I will be checking with the assigned teacher tomorrow. Understood?" Yumi looked at him sheepishly.
"Yyyeess sir…." The teacher looked up at the students around him. They all turned their eyes quickly back to their books, some mumbling pretending to read on. He looked back at Yumi for one last glare before he walked back to the front of the classroom.
"Let's see…." He scanned a timetable beside his register. "Ah! There we go! Mizuki-san will be taking…detention today" He had to emphasize that for the class didn't he? Not that they didn't already know what the slip was for. Most students dread the sight of them.
Detention
How the hell did I get here? Another detention! What would the others say? Actually… they'd probably scold Touko-chan and tell her to stop getting me into trouble! ARGH! This is frustrating! It's always me… Yumi looked around her, taking in her surroundings. Smaller classroom than usual… less seats. Good to know that discipline was obviously having some kind of positive effect on the pupils. She sighed and looked up at the clock on the wall in front of her. Her detention was for 4.30. It was not 4.48 and there was still no sign of Miss Mizuki. Yumi was getting impatient but she knew she couldn't leave. There was no way she was going to give her teachers any more ammunition to fire at her with. Guess I just have to sit and wait it out. She searched through her bag searching for her third period homework.
Elsewhere…
Ja..pa..ne..se… Sachiko typed slowly, her eyes heavy from her long day of classes. It was her own fault she'd taken on more than she could handle although she would never admit to it. She had a two hour gap before she had to attend her night seminars and already she felt like she could sleep. Classes were for ten hours a day, five days a week. She didn't have class on weekends but that didn't mean she had it free. No, she still had to work her ass off. She wasn't going to settle for any mark in her finals. She had always been the best, the elite. Now was not the time to let her grades slip due to fatigue. She glared at the fuzzy screen in front of her, squinting as she tried to make out the words. It was at times like these that she just wished she could talk with someone. Not about the difficulties she was having obviously. But just to talk. Pointless chit-chat. She missed that. She didn't keep any contact with her friends from Lillian, she couldn't risk it. Every now and again she would talk to Kashiwagi but that was about once, maybe twice a month if she really needed to. Just to get an update on how things were on his end. She found her mind wandering as she stared at the blurry words before her.
Yumi…She shook her head, sat upright and took out her notes. Don't do this to yourself Sachiko.
"Argh!" she shook her head again with a little more force. She'd been doing that a lot lately. When things got too much for her and she was feeling under pressure she always found herself thinking of her petite-soeur. She remembered fondly of the times she had spent with Yumi at her summer house and at sports day. How they had danced. How they had sat up most of the night drinking tea and just… talking. Not about anything in particular just mindless chatter. The best kind.
Maybe someday Yumi, we can be together. If you just find it in your heart to wait a little… Her thoughts were interrupted when her mobile suddenly went off beside her pulling her back to reality.
Yumi was nearly finished her homework when she looked up at the clock. 5.36. So much for Mizuki-san…Well! Almost time to go. I wonder if they'll think I just left and didn't sit the entire punishment. As long as I don't get another…She remembered the time Sachiko had made her clean the entire room in the Rose mansion because she had interrupted her in front of the entire meeting and embarrassed her. She smiled to herself. She found herself thinking of her onee-sama a lot recently. America was a long way away. She never found out why Sachiko had decided to leave, but she did wonder if it was her that had to or wanted to go, could she have left her onee-sama behind? I'm doing it again…I can't keep doing this to myself or to the others. She couldn't help it. And soon she found herself pulling her mobile out of her bag by one of the straps Sachiko had given to her for her birthday. A little miniature panda. It was supposed to have been a joke but Yumi cherished it and whenever she was missing her, she would take out her mobile and aimlessly roll her most precious gift around in her hand. Onee-sama…And before she could think, Yumi had dialed Sachiko's number and heard the dial tone ringing.
Yumi…Sachiko lifted her mobile in her hands and watched as the name flashed on and off. Yumi…Yumi…Yumi…Yumi… She closed her eyes and set her mobile back onto the desk in front of her. How could she answer? She didn't know what to say…
She hadn't picked up again. Yumi's heart sunk. Voicemail again. She left a short message trying hard not to stutter or worse, cry. She angrily snapped her phone shut and threw it in her bag before grabbing her books and storming out of the classroom. She hates me. It's the only explanation. Not once has she picked up.
Sachiko's eyes welled up as she looked at her phone now dark and silent in front of her. The flashing name had gone. She strangely felt a sense of comfort when she even seen Yumi's name. Yet she couldn't bring herself to say it out loud. Her phone suddenly flashed with a message. Voicemail? Yumi had rung Sachiko on many occasions after she had left but she had never left a voicemail. The only way Sachiko could bring herself to listen to it was to tell herself that there had to be something wrong. Why else would she leave one now and not before? That… and she so desperately wanted to hear her voice again. It wasn't wise she knew. But she missed it so. Her uneasiness when she had something to ask Sachiko. Her eagerness when Sachiko asked something of her. Her surprised squeals and giddiness when Sachiko rung her unexpectedly after school. Or when Sachiko touched her cheek. How she would stutter and mix up her words to say something that was completely incoherent. She needed to hear that voice. Her Yumi's voice. She dialed her voicemail and listened to the electronic voice on the other end spell out the number that had called s.l.o.w.l.y. Followed by the latest and best deals to switch to for prepaid mobiles. Lady would you just shut the…
"Onee-sama?"
She stopped what she was doing. Everything had stopped. Yumi? Is that you?
"Onee-sama I…"
Sachiko's heart screamed. Her head pounded. Without meaning to she began to answer to herself. Her tears flowing freely. Yumi! Yumi I can hear you!
"Iii…mm in detention…I mean I uh…argh stupid ss..stupid…"
Sachiko burst out laughing. Oh Yumi…
"I'm, I mean, I'm actually…um no well I actually am in detention but uh that's not what I called for…obviously…uh…"
Sachiko smiled widely. Her Yumi was so adorable at times. Always tripping over her own words. She honestly hadn't thought much into it but she had a feeling. No. She knew she made her uncomfortable but she wasn't sure why. She heard Yumi mumble something before she finally spoke again.
"I…I miss you, I know I was selfish and childish and I didn't…listen to you when you tried to explain to me but I just…I need to know why. Is it... I mean was it because of me that you left? I don't know anymore…I just…miss you…no I need you…ugh what am I saying?"
Sachiko's eyes were racing around in a flurry trying to process everything she was hearing and trying to make sense of it.
"I guess I have nothing left to lose do I?"
Sachiko wondered if she was talking to her or to herself at this point.
"I just wanted to say that I miss you and that I …."
[Beep]
"What?" Sachiko looked down at her phone. No nnnnno no no!!
"End of messages"
YOU AGAIN!! This is your fault!! I'm gonna come down there and…
"Thank you for using KDDI, if wish to add…"
Sachiko snapped her phone shut. She paced her room back and forth in agitation. Should she ring back? You can't. You told yourself that you were doing this for the best. If you go ringing and you talk to her…Sachiko cut her thinking short and picked up her phone once again and dialed the number, tapping her foot in anticipation.
"Um yes, hello this is…Ogasawara Sachiko speaking. I was wondering if it might be possible to speak to Kashiwagi Suguru please…..thank you."
"Kashiwagi speaking…"
"It's me." Sachiko said sitting down in front of her dresser. She picked up a picture of her and Yumi. Smiling she nodded to herself in satisfaction.
"Sugu-chan…...I'm coming home"
Well there ya have it! Hope you guys enjoyed the second chapter because believe me, we're only getting started!
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Till next time. Which will be soon!
Imotaku2 xx
