Day 2(2)

"What does he think we are?!" yelled Toganou.

"We're not used to surviving in forests!!" screamed Kuroki.

"Please, please! Calm down!" Mamori was yelling.

When everyone had calmed down, they took out their maps and examined them. All the marks were quite a distance away and all the maps had different locations, except for the red mark. Checking their backpacks, they agreed on getting back together at the clearing and started leaving.

'This must be the reason Hiruma wanted to determine our location on the map...' thought Mamori, watching the retreating backs of her comrades before turning and, with a deep breath, went her way.


Hiruma sat on the broken ledge, feet dangling downwards, eyes scanning the treetops. He'd be staying on that ledge unless something made him have to leave. He looked up to the heavens and thought to himself, 'Was this really a good idea? I'm missing out all the fun...'
"MUKYAAA!!!" Monta had tripped on a tree stump and landed flat on his face.

"Damn Hiruma with his damn ideas of fun..." he muttered into the dirt, before getting up and dusting himself. He looked at his map, his compass... "IT'S HERE!! SOMEWHERE!!! I'M GOING TO SURVIVE!!! EFFORT MAX!!!" and with his finger in the air, he started searching.


"AAAAH!!!" Sena was running through the forest from a woodpecker, which seemed to think Sena's hair was wood. He turned back and saw-- a red cloth tied around its leg. Taking a quick glance at his map and compass, he made a sudden turn and caught the bird right on its beak and legs.

Almost immediately, the bird stopped moving, but stared at Sena with its eyes. Loosening his grip on the bird, it flew onto his shoulder and stayed there, watching him. "Okay, now the black mark..."


Mamori stumbled through the thick bushes as she looked for the item.

'What in the world could it be??' she was getting hot and irritated, plus her patience was running out. Just then, she saw a little red pouch behind a boulder and she pounced on it. "Gotcha!" she cried out in relief. Opening it, she tipped its contents onto her palm—a seed and a crystal. Confused, she put them back in and continued to the black spot.


Okay, if I tell how everyone finds their items, it would probably take forever so, let's make it short, kay?
Blue mark : Yukimitsu and Musashi—spade, Monta and Toganou—acorn, Jyumonji—water in a glass bottle, Kuroki—the bottom bit of a stalactite, Komusubi—a fern, Kurita—piece of bark
Black mark :

Mamori had to put the crystal in a glass bottle and the seed in a cardboard boat then put it into a river. Soon, a box with a white ribbon fell in front of her. Inside was a necklace made of black string with a small, metal fish bone as a locket.

Sena had to make the woodpecker peck on a marked tree, finding a wristband with the word 'confidence' sewn on it.

Yukimitsu and Musashi had to dig to find the items. Yukimitsu: silver star with chain; Musashi: a box which contained the kick tee from when they had played against Saibu.

Monta and Toganou had to climb an oak tree to get their items. Monta: a baseball; Toganou: a novel.

Jyumonji had to look in the river, where he found a plastic koi fish entitled with the word 'friendship'.

Kuroki's was in a cave, where he found a small plastic bag. Inside, he found a figurine of three people standing together.

Komusubi's was hidden among fern, where he found a headband saying, 'small but sturdy'.

Kurita's was inside a hollow tree missing a bit of bark, a hunk of wood carved into the shape of a big chestnut with the words 'Master-senpai' on it.


With all these things, they made their way back the clearing before going back to camp.

It was deserted, but the fire was still burning. There was something amiss... many objects had been moved, onto its side or upside down.

Everyone separated in search of him, calling out.

Mamori went straight towards the clearing Hiruma always went to. When she was near enough, she saw something black on the grass in the clearing. Just as she was about to sigh in relief, she saw the white lily beside him; glistening red. Cold shivers ran down her spine as she walked slowly towards him, legs shaking. Her breath had become unsteady and her heart pounded in her chest. She saw Hiruma lying face down on the ground, his arms above his head as if he had fallen.

"Hiruma-kun?" she called out softly, kneeling at his side. His chest was wising and falling ever so slightly, but he didn't respond. She put a hand on his shoulder and slowly pulled him onto his back. Her heart practically skipped a beat and she stopped pulling him when she saw blood on the grass. She pulled him onto his back and her hand flew to her mouth, eyes wide open with shock.

Three long scratch marks stretched from Hiruma's left chest to the right side of his stomach, tearing his shirt. Blood was slowly trickling from the corner of his mouth but the wound on his front had stopped. His face was as white as sheet. 'How long has he been like this?' she wondered, worry making her have trouble breathing. "Hiruma-kun?" she said softly, wiping the blood from his mouth with her thumb.

"Help! Somebody?!" she yelled, her heart pounding furiously. "Anezaki! What's wrong?" cried Musashi, coming out from the trees with Kurita. His stopped in his tracks when he saw Hiruma's pale face and Kurita looked like he was about to faint. Kurita rushed to Mamori's side and gently carried Hiruma in his arms. Together, the three walked back to the campsite, Musashi supporting Mamori.

When they got back, everyone else was waiting. They gasped and stared wide-eyed at Hiruma's unconcious body.

"I've never seen him that vulnerable!" whispered Kuroki to Toganou. "I don't remember ever seeing him vulnerable!" he said back.

Kurita carried Hiruma into Jyumonji and Musashi's tent since it was the closest and lay him down on one of the sleeping bags. Mamori entered with a first aid kit and Musashi helped her get his shirt off. The look of his wounds didn't do anything to relieve their worry. "Can you get me some water so I can clean his wound?" she asked him, her voice still quivering. Nodding silently, Musashi left the tent.

Mamori looked at his face and gently caressed his cheek, brushing his hair out of his face. He looked so different when he was asleep, a sort of innocence showing. Tears were brimming in her eyes, and she wiped them away hastily.

"Anezaki, I have the water," said Musashi, sticking his head into the tent and handing her a bucket full of water. "Thank you..." she said, smiling. "Do you need any help?" he asked, concern written all over his face. "No, its okay. I'm just... shocked..." she said, turning away from him and sniffing. "I'll be fine!" she said, turning back to him and giving him a big convincing smile. Giving her a nod, he left her alone with Hiruma.

Taking a clean handkerchief from her bag, she proceeded in cleaning his wounds. Then, she applied antiseptic on it and wrapped his upper torso with long bandages. Hiruma remained unconcious throughout the procedure. She brushed a stray strand of hair away from his face, and the next thing she knew, he was staring at her with those emerald orbs of his. The silence that had enveloped them intensified as Mamori struggled to say something.

"Thank you," he said suddenly. Mamori gave him a small smile, "What happened Hiruma-kun? I thought you of all people could take care of yourself." "Heh, I didn't know you lot would take so long to get back. I left my gun in the tent a little way off when the bear came," he said, facing the ceiling of the tent.

"Anezaki-san, dinner's rea—Hiruma-kun! You're awake! Are you okay??" asked Kurita, popping his head in. "Ceh, I'm fine, fucking fatty," Hiruma retorted. "I must tell the others! Oh, dinner's ready, Anezaki-san," and he left them alone again. "I'm sorry," said Mamori, still facing the doorway. "..? What the hell are you talking about, damn mana—" " I suggested to everyone that we get back together in the clearing before coming back to camp. If I... if someone had come back earlier, you wouldn't be... you wouldn't have..." she bit her bottom lip and fought to fight back tears.

Mamori felt a hand on hers and turned to see Hiruma sitting up and looking at her with an unreadable expression. "Hiruma-kun! You shouldn't be sitting up! Your wound is still—" she started, flabbergastered. But Hiruma silenced her by putting a finger on her lips. "I'm fine, and this is not your fault. Things like this happen all the time, so stop torturing yourself, you hear me? Now go get me some dinner, I'm hungry." Mamori couldn't help smiling a she left the tent. 'Just like him. He never allows people to treat him like a child,' she thought.

After dinner, Mamori left Hiruma alone in the tent. Musashi shared a tent with Sena and Monta whilst Jyumonji joined Kuroki and Toganou.

Mamori went back to the clearing and looked around. 'Hiruma said his tent was a little way off, I wonder where...' she wondered, walking around, peering into the darkness. After a while, she saw it. It's size was moderate and snug, hidden behind some bushes. She peered inside and was a bit surprised to see it tidy. She opened a bag and took out some shirts and pants and was about to leave, when she saw something silver shining in the bag.

She reached into the bag and picked it up. It was a rectangular locket on a black string with a fishbone imprint on it. The locket couldn't open, and then something struck her. She pulled her locket and compared it with the imprint on Hiruma's; it fit perfectly, and the locket opened. Her eyes widened as she saw what was inside.


Tadaa—how was it? I thought it was kinda interesting, but I'll leave the judgement to you!! XD And can someone tell me how to spell 'concious', I just know I ddi it wrong...