Hey, everyone! Here's chapter three! It's not as long as I wanted, but I think it's still pretty good.
And thank you SO much animedream3r for posting on every chapter! In this story Sana is still a little dense, but not as much. Or as hype-hype-hyper. Is it because of her amnesia? Read and find out!
CHAPTER THREE
After they arrived at the studio, Sana was greeted by Naozumi, who had just arrived as well.
"Hello, Sana." He said the flowers and hearts appearing around him again.
"Oh, hello Naozumi!" Sana felt butterflies fly around her stomach. "Are we doing another shoot together?"
"No, unfortunately. Right now I have to meet with a director for a movie. Listen- before I go, I want to talk to you when you're done filming, okay? It's kind of important."
She gasped. 'Important? What could he possibly mean?' She thought to herself. "Um… Yeah, Sure. Of course. See ya afterwards!" Sana followed Rei to her dressing room. 'Wonder what he meant?'
Sana stood on the stage and felt the feeling overcome her again. She felt nervous, but reassured everyone she was fine. Though this was take eighteen. Usually, according to Rei, she could do it in one take. 'Come on, Sana! You only have four lines! Forget that you're dressed as an ice cream cone. Just go out there and have fun!' She smiled again as the director called action.
"Yummi-Yummi ice cream is the best-
It outdoes all the rest!
Yummi-Yummi ice cream made for you and me-
So go get some and you'll see!"
"Cut! Sana, you did it! I'm so relieved." He slumped into his chair. "Now, one more, Tyota."
"I don't have to dress as a car, do I" She asked.
"Hahaha! No, of course not. Just be ready. We'll start shooting in half an hour."
Sana went to her dressing room and sat down. She was a little stressed after all those commercial takes. After changing into her next costume, a red formal dress, someone knocked at the door.
"Who is it?"
"It's me, Naozumi."
"Come in!" She noticed he didn't come barging in like last time, and was grateful.
He came in with actual flowers. "These- are for you."
"Aww, thank you. That's so thoughtful." She sniffed them and laid them on the counter.
"Sana, I need to talk to you."
"About that important thing?"
"Yes. You see, I'm- I'm worried about your privacy. I know there's always reporters and paparazzi, but you should be careful of other people, too."
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"Well, I noticed you seem to be around that one guy a lot, even before your amnesia."
"You mean Rei?"
"No, no. The serious one. I'm scared that he may be trying to get close to you so he can find out about your personal life."
"What exactly are you trying to say?"
"Oh, come on! Go to the store and buy a clue." Babbit said. " He's saying Akito's a spy."
"A spy?! Oh no!" Sana sat, shocked.
"Just be careful. He'll probably try to get to close to you then slowly get the information from you. Look what I saw in this magazine." Naozumi showed her an article that offered a lot of money for authentic information on any famous celebrity, especially her.
She gazed at it then said, "But he doesn't seem like it."
"Sana, they never do. Please don't make the same mistake I did. Listen, if you ever need anything, I'll be there for you. Keep that in mind."
"Mm-hm. Okay."
He smiled at her and said, "I hope I didn't scare you. I didn't mean to. But ever since I found out you and I were both at that orphanage together, well, I felt something. I felt- we were connected somehow. I wanted to become famous in the hopes of finding you. I just don't want anything to happen to you."
Sana smiled back. "Thank you."
"Sana? Can I ask you something?"
"Of course."
"Are you… doing anything next Saturday?"
Her grin widened. Naozumi was asking her out! "No. Why do you ask?"
"I would like to take you to Dodo Land. Just the two of us." (Author's input- couldn't think of anything better!)
"Really? Is that some kind of zoo or something?"
"No. It's an amusement park."
"Won't there be lots of people though?" She asked, referring to the fans that could possibly be there.
"Well, yes, but that's alright. As long as I'm with you." He smiled his award-winning smile as a soft light overcame his model quality features.
"Okay. Ah! I know!" A light bulb came on over her head. "We can wear disguises! I'll be a hula-dancing pig and you can be a real old homeless man who carries his belongings on his back!" She noticed his unsure look. "All we have to do is act like we know what we're doing, and no one will question it!"
"Umm…" He sweat-dropped. "Why don't we just wear something simple? We'll talk about it later. I think you have another commercial to do. I'll call you later, okay?"
"Yeah, okay! See ya next Saturday!" She waved at him as he left. 'How sweet. I like him!' She felt the butterflies again.
Akito Hayama had just arrived home from school when the phone rang.
"Akito! Get that would you?" His sister, Natsumi asked.
He hesitantly went over and picked it up. "Hello?"
"Yes, is this Hayama Akito?" A woman asked.
"Yes."
"Good. I'm Kurata Misako, Sana's mother, and I need to talk to you. Come to my house in twenty minutes. It's very important." She hung up.
'How blunt.' He thought to himself.
Half an hour later, Akito knocked on the door. An elderly lady with an apron opened it. "You must be the Hayama boy. Come in, please."
He walked into the living room and was greeted by a woman wearing an orange and green kimono and a- was that an egg on her head? It popped open and a chipmunk in a butterfly suit came out. This woman was strange. "Come sit down. My you don't look well. Are you hungry?"
"No. You wanted to talk to me?"
"I see. Right to the point. I like that. As you know, Sana has amnesia. According to you, she was hit by a car. This morning she remembered what day it was. At first I thought sleep was what helped."
"And? Why did you need to see me for?"
"I'm getting to that. Sana told me that you came to visit her last night." She came close and leaned toward him, covering her face with a hand fan. "She says you kissed her. If my theory is right, then when you did that, it did something to stir up her brain cells. In any case, by you kissing her it helped to replace pieces of her memory. Do you see where I'm going with this?" She closed her fan and inserted it into her sleeve.
"You want me to kiss her again?"
"Why, yes."
"If I did then she'd probably hit me again."
"That's a risk I'm willing to take. But, you should romance her to be on the safe side."
"How would I do that?"
"I know!" Misako's editor came in.
"Eavesdropper!" Babbit exclaimed.
The editor continued, "I did this with my last girlfriend. Let's see… I gave her a box of cordial cherries, and a rose and… a mysterious love letter!"
"That sounds like an excellent idea!" Misako said.
"What happened to her?" Akito asked.
"Well… she thought the letter was from someone else so she went with him instead."
"Then sign the letter with your own name!" She said excitedly. "I like you… I think I'll
write that script for you now."
"Oh thank you! My job is saved!"
"Do you think this will really work?" Akito asked.
"Of course. If you actually mean it, which I'm sure you do, then it will work like a charm! This is all so exciting… keep up the good work! If you'll excuse me, I have a story to write." The chipmunk, Maro, slid down the woman's face then scrambled back up. She, meanwhile, jumped into her little red car and drove to her room/office.
"Nice of you to come, Hayama." Mrs. Shamura led him to the door then bowed. He bowed his head in return, then went out.
Groups of reporters were gathered outside the gates. "Look! There's a boy coming out of Sana's house!" "You there! Why are you at the Kurata residence?" Are you Sana's boyfriend?" What can you tell us about your relationship with her?" "Are you two close?" The flashing continued as Akito ignored them.
They finally silenced when he said nothing. He walked past them as though they weren't even there.
"I wonder what his problem is?" "Do you think he's deaf? Or blind? He's got to have seen us." "He can't be blind because he's not walking into anything."
When Akito was past them, he jumped unto his bike and pedaled to the dojo. 'To be asked to kiss somebody, especially by their mother… that's odd enough. But, it is to help Sana with her amnesia.' He smirked. 'Imagine that. A kiss to get someone's memory back. Looks like I get the long stick- again.'
When he went home that night, the smell of supper wafted to his nose. It was ramen, again.
"Do we always have to eat this stuff?" He asked as he sat down.
"If you don't like my food, then you should cook!" His sister snapped.
"Kids, I'm home." Mister Hayama walked through the door. "Mmm… having ramen again? My favorite."
"Well I'm glad someone appreciates my hard work. My idiot brother can't seem to grasp the concept of liking something."
'A lot you know.' Akito thought to himself.
"He likes sushi."
"And that's it!"
Right then the phone rang. Mr. Hayama and Natsumi chorused, "Akito?"
Akito looked up, dull-eyed. "What?"
They glared at him.
"Alright, alright." He went over to it. "Yeah?" He asked into the receiver.
"Hey, Akito! Guess what? I just got tickets for Dodo Land!" It was Tsyoshi, very excited.
"Yay for you." He said sarcastically. "Why are you telling me?"
"I want you to come!"
"Take Aya."
"I already asked. She's going out of town next weekend."
"Sana?"
"No. Aya'd get jealous."
"Don't you think it would be a bit- awkward?"
"Why? It's u-us…?"Akito could feel Tsyoshi blush through the phone. "Heh! Oh, I see! He-hum! That's okay. We're just friends, though! It's nothing like that!"
"Nothing like what? I didn't say anything."
"Well, you had said that- oh, never mind. Will you come? It's next Saturday."
He thought for a second. "Yeah, sure." He had nothing else to do.
"Great! See ya there at ten!" He hung up.
Akito went and sat back down.
"Who was that? Was it your girlfriend?" Natsumi teased.
"No." He finished eating then put his dish in the sink.
Natsumi stared at him, shocked. "Wha-what was that??
"What was what?"
"That! You just cleaned up after yourself! Akito, are you feeling okay?"
"If I had cleaned up after myself, I would have washed the dish." He stated, then went to his room.
"Rrrgh! He's such- such a mood spoiler!" She finished cleaning off the table.
"I think it's a good change. Ever since that Sana came into our lives, she sure has moved him. She always brings such a nice feeling when she's around." Her father said.
"I suppose. I still feel bad blaming mom's death on him. I guess that's what made him such a… a hard-brain."
"Funny- I always saw him as a bad-ass."
"Dad!"
"I can say it, I'm an adult. Just you don't- okay?"
She nodded. She had never heard him use bad language before.
Meanwhile, Akito sat in his room, thinking. How would he do this romancing stuff right? Sure, he liked Sana a lot, more than just a friend, but to outright tell her? He wasn't so sure. But in order to help her he had to do this. He remembered earlier when she automatically knew which bag went where. Could that really be from him kissing her? Perhaps. He would wait until tomorrow to see if she remembered anything else. For now, he took his bag from his backpack and looked inside. A new mp3 player, complete with batteries and a headset, stared back at him. A note was attached.
'Hayama, you really are a good student. But please, on my behalf, don't torture the
others any more.
-Miss Mitsuya'
'You got it.' He thought. He put the player into his pack as an idea came to him about the new teacher.
Sana walked into the house, exhausted. Mrs. Shamura came in. "Dinner's ready." She said.
After supper, Sana took a shower and got ready for bed. She walked by Mama's room and saw a marker board on the door that said, "I'm working on my manuscript, don't bother me. OR ELSE!"
Sighing, she went to her own room and laid down. Things were happening so quickly. She grabbed her music maker and sang a slow song.
"Ti-ime, oh ti-ime,
See how quickly you go by-y.
Ti-ime, oh ti-ime,
Won't you slow do-own?
You took my mind,
You sped me by,
Now you're gonna pa-ay.
On second thought,
I'll just wait,
And see what goes o-on."
She leaned back against her pillows and slowly drifted to sleep as a plan began to form on how to get her old teacher back.
CHAPTER THREE
So... Akito knows how to rid Sana of her memory loss. Will he pursue? Find out in chapter four!
P.S. I won't post any more chapters until I get five more reviews! (reposts don't count) That includes ananomus- ananmous- ananomuse? reviews, too! (yes, I AM that desperate... ??)
