Shinko imagined herself walking in the rain, walking away from her troubles. Just like when she was younger. But what always came with the rain, was the heavy feeling that something was missing in her heart. Something so precious and dear to as Saki was, yet so far away and troubling, as a memory. What ever Shinko felt or saw in her mind's eye, always came to pass later in life. While Saki, saw the past. What Shinko didn't know was that Saki knew why Shinko felt this way. But never told the story of what happened. For Shinko didn't remember.
Saki remembered what She had seen in Shinko's eyes that fated day they met. That moment when they touched, Saki had seen what happened so long ago in the rain.
It was raining on a bitter cold day and everyone was inside. That is, except a little girl was running in the rain. The seven year old was already running away. Away from it all. Even though her mother raised her, she was bipolar. Thus when She's taken by anger, Shinko suffered greatly. That was why she was running. Shinko always ran till she found a place to dry her tears. But today was different. Today, as Shinko sat on the sidewalk near a empty lot, someone saw her. The boy was thirteen years of age, with his blue grey hair covering his right eye, his dark blue eyes that seem to pierce your very soul. His light skin seemed to glow in the rain.
He sat silently next to Shinko and stayed silent for only a moment. He then spoke up. "You could catch a cold you know. Staying out in the rain like this."
Shinko stayed put. She still continued to cry, but replied harshly. "Good! Then maybe I'll DIE!"
The boy sighed. "What about your family? I'm sure that they would miss you."
"I have no family." She replied, looking up.
The boy raised his eyebrow at her. "Oh? You don't? I'm sorry to hear that."
"No, I'm just kidding myself."
"What do you mean?"
"No one would miss me."
"I'm sure that's not true."
"It is, I have no real father. . . or mother."
"There's nothing wrong with being adopted."
"Everyone else thinks otherwise."
"Well, what do you think?"
"That I'm not normal."
"That's a good thing. You're not the same as everyone else. You are your own person."
"Is it that great?"
"You may not see it now, but one day, all those who treat you horribly, will get what they deserve. If not, then you will. Here, let me take you home." He offered his hand, and she took it.
Saki knew the boy that Shinko met in the rain as a little girl, had carried her home. Her mother never saw a thing. Simply because they got in the same way they got out. Through the window on the side house in which the screen was kicked out and the window, open. She was sleeping by the time he got inside. The boy simply placed her in bed and gave her something of his. The necklace she always had around her neck. It was a silver keychain, with a I engraved. What that stood for, was yet a mystery.
Shinko may not have remembered in her mind, but in her heart, she remembered perfectly what happened.
Shinko sighed as the rain halted to a slow stop, the soothing pounding on the rooftop and window, stopping as well with the heavy feeling in her heart. 4:00 A.M on the dot. She spend all that time writing in her journal! Saki then, decided to let Shinko know she was awake. Sitting up, Saki stretched and yawned. "You're awake. How was you're sleep?" Shinko asked, not even looking up.
"It was good. Thanks for asking Shink! . . . So. . . Nothing happened?"
"Nope, nothing, not that I know of anyway Saki." Shinko replied, putting her journal away, looking up.
"Man. . .So much happened last night, I was so sure that something else would happen."
"Well, it didn't, which isn't such a bad thing really."
"Well yeah but still Shink. . . Don't you wish we were something special? Like we were meant for something more then this?"
"You know as well as I do. . .That no matter how much we wish, we are just pawns for everyone's enjoyment. We aren't human."
"Don't talk like that Shink! We ARE human and we ARE special!"
"I refuse to be those filthy creatures!" Shinko stood up. "All they do is complain about their petty little problems and they don't do anything about it! The only thing that comes out of their loud mouths is, 'I want, I want!' but they don't get it their fucken selves!"
"Shink. . ."
"Don't Shink me, you know that what I said is very true."
"But we can't deny that we ARE human! Did we not shiver when we were cold? Did we not feel pain when falling on the ground!?"
"Saki. . .we already deny we are human. Humans whine, they kill over the most ridiculous reasons I ever heard of!! Greed, pride, lust, envy, wrath, and just because!! Humans are also lazy." At this point, Shinko was filled with her silent tears. Streaming down her face as she spoke her words of what she believed, was the only truth. "They hate all the blessings they ever get, the gift of a child, having a sibling, food on the table, a roof over their heads, cloths! Yes, some don't have all that but when they get it, they hate it! Saki, we're different because WE know what we have, and we are grateful for what we have! It may not be much, but we're alive. Are we not?"
They both fell silent. Shinko sighed and turned her attention to the computer desk she sat at, saved the process on her writings and turned the computer off. Whatever she wrote, she kept a copy on the computer, in case anything where to happen to her journal, she held a backup.
Saki, being Saki looked around the room for something to play with, so she could break the eerie silence. Her blue eyes fell on a snow globe near the closet on the ground. Inside the globe, was a beautiful Princess that happened to be in the game Shinko played. Her name was Mina. The Princess had her long pale pink dress, with white ribbons all over. Her long golden brown fell down her back, curled out at the end, which seemed to stand out, her beautiful hazel eyes, seeming to be staring at you, alone with the jewel in crested crown on her head.
Interested, Saki winded it up and when she finished, the globe played the soft melody. That was when Shinko froze. The tune seemed to Peirce her soul with every note it played. 'How can this be!? That thing broke last year!' She thought to herself. Shinko turned around and saw that it was indeed, the snow globe. She was ready to scream.
"Hey Shink, where'd you get this snow globe? This melody seems familiar." Saki asked, while looking at the globe in different angles.
"I-I. . ." Shinko stammered. It was the only reply she could even muster.
"Something wrong Shink?"
"Saki, where did you find that!?"
"Over there." Saki pointed to the corner of the room with the closet. "It was on the ground. Why do you ask? Was it lost or something?"
"More like BROKEN!" She frantically replied. "I swear it broke a year ago! I didn't tell anyone about it because I didn't want them to be really disappointed that I dropped it the first day I got it!"
"Y-You mean to tell me, t-that this snow globe, was BROKEN!? Then that means, Shinko. . .you have a ghost in the house!"
Shinko's eyes narrowed as she replied with sarcasm. "Oh yes Saki, I named the ghost Bob. And he has a pet cat named Copper."
"Really?"
"No you idiot!!"
Saki then had an idea. Crazy it seemed, but maybe, just maybe it might be true. Saki thought that Shinko might know why the snow globe was no longer broken. But, Saki needed to ask the right questions for them both to come to an answer.
Both girls knew a lot, but they needed to review facts to know for certain. Believe it or not, Saki was a real genius. But only a mathematical one. Shinko, was a observer. What ever she saw, or read, she remembered. Shinko knew more about the human mind, how it worked, how humans act then most adults and doctors do! All because she spent most of her life not talking to anyone, but listening and observing. Her brain processed information at such a fast pace, it amazed many what she knew in that skull of hers. Shinko learned what people did in certain situations, how they interacted, what they normally did, why they did it, how they dealt with stress and what to really do in these situations. She knew very well how to manipulate, and. . .to kill. But she would never kill. She never used the ability she held for bad. Well, to get out of sticky situations sure but it never hurt anyone. What they didnt know, didn't hurt. . .right?
Saki thought, that perhaps. Shinko might have a small clue to what has been happening lately.
Whew. Got that off my chest. Chapter 2 is the longest so far...with words that is. XD
Well I desided to upload this when I heard someone read this. Plus my Aunt wanted me to keeping uploading. o.o;
She's a librarian. And keeps telling me I have tallent for a 14 year old. shrugs