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The one who knows but can never be known
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"Chihiro!" Came the simultaneous cry of her friends. Kaorin kneeled down and inspected the broken shoulder blade.
"What happened, Chihiro?" She asked before standing up and gazed at Seira. "Can you heal her?"
"Of course." She replied and handed the sleeping form of her sister to Yomi. "Will you carry her for a while?"
Matsuyama, meanwhile, ran down the hallway not far from the group then hugged the wall and stared down the flight of stairs keeping a look out duty incase the catgirls returned.
"Uh, sure." Although Yomi wasn't really certain when she took hold of her, she felt light as a doll but warm like a little girl. She looked down and saw her adorable elfin face. 'She looked like a little baby sleeping.' She thought.
"Stay still OK." Seira opened Chihiro's blouse a little to see the crimson black skin. Good thing that Matsuyama was not there otherwise he would be having a nose bleed right now. She placed her left palm to the top of the skin and slowly, the affected area began to return to normal.
"Ahhh…" Chihiro relaxed feeling the pain slowly disappear. "Kaorin, a teenage boy was there who gave me an important information. He said that we need to look for a photograph with Yomi on it. But before he could explain any further we were ambushed by those catgirls he pushed me away to safety and I landed on my shoulder." Explained Chihiro.
'A teenager?' Seira thought, "What does he look like?"
"I think he have a dark brown hair, red eyes, lightly tanned skin and wearing black clothes except for a white undershirt."
Seira's eyes opened wide. "Where is he?! Please, tell me where is he?" She grabbed Chihiro's shoulders. Good thing that her broken shoulder was healed. "Please." The last word was said in an almost inaudible whisper like she was begging.
"You haven't change, Seira." Said a mysterious voice. "You're still overprotective."
Everyone present turned to the windows with defensive stances except for Yomi who carried Meimi.
A smile appeared at Seira's lips as she finally found the one and only person that she was looking for in this past few months. Leaning his back at the wall near the window and with his hands inside his pocket, the young man stared intently at the group of students.
"Daddy!" Seira stood up and wrapped her arms around his body including his arms.
Kaorin and Yomi watched the two of them with questioning glances. 'You had got to be kidding me.' Yomi thought.
Kaorin couldn't help but feel the tranquil of the ordered chaos surrounding the teenager.
Meanwhile, Chihiro stood up whereas Matsuyama was turning his head back and forth from the teenager to the stairs
"Daddy, is it all right to ask why did you left?" Seira asked blushing a bit as she looked up into his, their eyes only millimeters apart.
"Well, do you mind getting off me first?" He replied. "I can't breathe."
"Oh…" She moved away, quicker than needed. "S-Sorry about that."
"Nah, it's OK." He patted his hand to her hair. "The reason is that…" A sudden shout interrupted him from explaining.
"They're coming!" Matsuyama screamed, returning back to the students.
"Chihiro, you all ready know what to do." He said as he removed his hands from his pocket and grabbed the outrageously huge zchweihandler with a width that's almost as wide as him. "They really won't stop."
"Are you sure that you can handle them by yourself?" Chihiro asked.
"Of course," He replied with a grin. "I've had defeated worse enemies than them." And with that he charged at the oncoming horde of ridiculously costumed girls. Like a lone pike man against a cavalier assault, he managed to impale some before swinging his sword in a sweeping motion. Those that are unfortunate enough to be inside the death radius are instantly sliced in half before turning to ash while the ones that aren't are pushed back.
Kaorin noted that his stance was out of the ordinary, particularly when he used his outbalanced center of gravity to hammer fatal blows against his adversaries.
The memories knew that they couldn't harm him with close range attacks so they backed away before they breathe out fire like a dragon. He noticed this as he improvised his blade as a shield and turned around with his back against the raging inferno that soon engulfed him.
Kaorin ran infront of the group and placed her hands in front of her and with great concentration she managed to halt the progress of the inferno.
"DADDY!" Seira wailed causing Meimi to awaken abruptly.
"hm? Wha…" Meimi adjusted her eyes as she tried to focus at the bright reddish yellow flame a little farther away from them. She saw a faint, familiar silhouette of a human in the middle of the firestorm and realized to her horror that it was her father right in the middle of the blaze. Eyes widened open in fright she tried desperately to get away from the meganekko's hands, "Father!" But Yomi wouldn't let her go. "Let me go! Father! Father! I need to save him!"
"Never!" Retorted Yomi. "You'll only get yourself killed!"
Kaorin fell down to her knees a bit exhausted, as the firestorm dissipated and the young man emerged without a scratch. He glanced at the students for a while before saying, "Well, what are you waiting for? Christmas?" he quipped despite the situation before raising his broadsword, turned around, and without looking, he added, "Meimi, make a crystal wall behind me."
The little doll was joyful that her creator wasn't hurt but to order her to abandon him to the pack of insanely dressed girls was beyond question.
"But-" Tears welled up again at the crybaby's eyes but her sentence was brought to a standstill when the teen shouted at her in a commanding tone.
"No buts, Meimi!" He dodged a trash bin that soon fell off the window. He retaliated by throwing his weapon at the assailant and knocking her down. "Do as I say!" His left hand reached into his back just above the waist and retrieved another blade, except that the second blade was half the width of the first and a fourth thinner. Not to mention that it almost look like an azure glass.
Meimi did as she was told even if it is against her will. She placed her left hand directly in front of her before twisting her hand counterclockwise and at the same time forming it into a fist then lifting it toward her chest.
Immediately, the temperature began to drop. It was a strange sensation for the four students. Within seconds a bluish transparent wall that is three feet thick appeared and solidified with different, lightly colored spikes.
Kaorin doesn't waste any time as she ordered the others to leave and follow her, even dragging the worrying crybaby with them.
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Matsuyama looked around the seemingly decimated classroom. "Sheesh! It seemed that a riot had happened here not too long ago."
"Urosai Matsuyama." That was Kaorin, "They might hear us."
"I wonder what was in the photograph that he wanted us to see so badly." Uttered Yomi as she rummaged through the tables.
"You know, I think that boy is weird." Said Matsuyama with a subject of his own.
Seira and Meimi had taken offence with that and turned to his direction. Seira only stared but Meimi began to verbally assault him.
"Don't you dare talk about my father like that!" Shrieked Meimi, as tears run down her cheeks when she looked into Matsuyama's eyes with anger in her own. "If you do say anything more like that again I'll turn you into a popsicle!"
"Um… I didn't mean to."
"You'd better!"
"Quiet!" said Kaorin again, only with a higher tone. She opened a drawer that looked like Yomi's own and finally found the photograph that they we're looking for.
Chihiro took a peek on it and smiled. "Wow! You look hot Yomi."
Yomi gazed at her warily. Not getting what they we're saying.
They slowly gathered around the time traveler and the silent psychic except for Seira as she was carrying and trying to calm her sister and Meimi because she's not interested. Surprise is what would some call an understatement.
The tall bespectacled girl was speechless. Yomi was traumatized when she saw what was on the photo. It was the same photograph that she had on the dream.
Matsuyama passed out with a big grin on his face.
"He's despicable!" Kaorin huffed with disgust.
"Give me that!" Yomi snatched the picture from Chihiro's hand only to burst into flames upon contact with it. She didn't notice it until it was already charred and unrecognizable. "Hey! What on…"
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Meanwhile, the hideously dressed girls surrounding the young man vanished. "Over already?" He asked to himself before destroying the azure wall silently with the movement of his right hand.
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"Father…" Meimi whimpered for the umpteenth time. Her eyes are downcast as she wishes for him to be all right for she can't stand the pain of losing him.
Matsuyama was brought back to consciousness a while ago but he still had that grin on his face.
"How do you feel, Yomi?" Chihiro asked, watching her eyes behind those glasses.
"I feel fine. But what does that have to do with everything?" she asked, once again in confusion.
"Well, as far as I know we felt something change in our body when we awakened with our abilities." Chihiro replied. "To me I wanted to go somewhere but I'm too lazy to move."
"Now that you'd mentioned it I want to burp but somehow it feels like it is not coming from my stomach." Yomi stated as she placed a hand just below the breastbone. She looked up towards the ceiling and asked, "What is that low humming sound?"
"Ah. That sound is heard only if anyone that had awakened with his or her own ability is near." Answered Matsuyama. "You kept hearing that right now because we're near you. And each individual had a different tone."
Kaorin turned around to the doorway and stated, "You know, its not good to come and sneak up on us. Come to think of it you had a very low vibration that it is almost inaudible and can be barely felt."
Everyone turned his or her gaze toward the door. Seira and Meimi felt their hearts at ease when the saw their creator unscathed and well.
"Daddy!" Screamed Meimi, she ran toward him and hugged her father's right leg because she's just about three feet high.
He smiled, reached down and carried her in his arms. "My my… Meimi you're still a worry wart after all this time." He said before kissing her on the forehead.
"I don't care as long as I know you're safe. Father, please don't leave us again." She pleaded while adjusting herself on his arms. "Please stay."
Seeing his maker, Seira only gave a peaceful smile.
He laughed and said. "Don't worry, I won't leave this time." He said before returning to the matters at hand. "So, shouldn't we be scampering away right now?" He asked rather jokingly despite the fact that they're still inside a collapsing confined space.
They all cocked their heads in unison to the side. "Eh?"
"What, don't you know?"
"What is?" It was Yomi whose face was a bit contorted.
"Well, this world was designed after Yomi's dream and a few seconds later after she saw the photo… she woke up. And I estimated that within an hour this place would be sent to oblivion since Yomi here had acquired her powers. If she hadn't yet then this world would be destroying itself a bit slower right now."
"Not possible. Chiyo-chan told us that this place had enough energy to last for a year. If what you said is true then we don't have time to prevent the memories from approaching to the real world." Replied Kaorin before fishing her pocket and retrieved an earring. She pressed something on her digital watch and waited patiently till an uberly cute, eleven-year-old girl appeared on the tiny glass display of her timepiece. "Chiyo-chan…"
"Quick! You'd have to get out of there!" Ordered Chiyo, a hint of fear and urgency in her voice. "I don't know what happened but the space that you're in is rapidly deteriorating than I had previously calculated."
Alarmed Kaorin asked, "How much time do we have?"
"About…"
"Forty nine minutes and twenty one seconds." The unnamed boy and Chiyo said simultaneously.
The four students turned to him with questioning glances but he just smiled.
"Who is that?" Asked Chiyo, only hearing his voice but no one heard her.
"Then we'd better run off." Implied Matsuyama.
"Chiyo, where's the exit." It was Chihiro who produced a communications device on her own, but hers is designed as a pocket watch.
"Wait. I'm sending the data to Matsuyama right now."
The said teenager's left spectacle had dulled a bit then a three dimensional map appeared with a swirling yellow mass at the rooftop. Down at the classroom four orbs glowed green, two glowed azure, and one is white. "Its on the rooftop." He said and dashed away followed by the others behind.
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They are at the stair when Matsuyama cursed, "Damn, no!"
"What is it?" Yomi asked, concerned a bit.
They opened the door and stopped at the roof. They looked around some of the scenery was gone and replaced with black.
"The vortex had closed!" Exclaimed Matsuyama as he scanned the place.
"Then we're all gonna die." Stated Kaorin in monotone.
"Hey! Don't be like that. It gives me the creeps." Said Yomi.
"Papa." She said moodily for what might happen to them. She moved closer to him and grabbed his elbow gently. Waiting to be recognized.
The teenager with the doll in hand turned to face her and he was met with frightened eyes that told him everything. He smiled and tenderly lowered the doll to the ground. He stood straight and said to her with a smile, "Don't worry, everything's going to be all right." He closed his eyes and looked to the heavens.
Soon, they were all enveloped in a white light.
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They slowly opened their eyes as the glowing light disappeared. The scenery that was slowly deteriorating before their very eyes was miraculously restored but there's something different. There are people, and plants and animals, thus concluding that they have returned back from the fading plane of existence. Three of the students gazed at Chihiro for she was the only one that can bring them all back instantly but she too looked confused. They gazed back at the unknown teenager and saw someone who they haven't known before much less seen.
The young man opened his eyes and looked at the girl keenly but with warmth and compassion. The girl infront of him slowly opened her eyes. He smiles warmly.
The unnamed girl who seemed to be around fourteen had a messy brown hair that had the impression that it had never been combed before, warm green eyes that sees with fear and confusion, an angelic face that asks questions, and soft, fair skin that wishes acceptance. She only wore a simple white dress that's made of an unknown material, thus her feet are left bare to feel the marble floor.
The teenager raised his right hand and cupped the girl's left cheek. She immediately tensed and tightly shut her eyes expecting something painful but her cheek met the warm touch of his hand. She slowly opened her eyes and relaxed. She opened her mouth to speak but no words came.
"Don't worry, I'll take care of you… Arwen." He said before removing his hand and closing his eyes.
In the blink of an eye, the two enigmatic teenagers disappeared. Leaving the four students mystified while Meimi nudged the smiling Seira.
"Hey! Where did he…" Yomi asked no one in particular
"Ne, Onee-chan, is she a new sister?" the doll asked, her eyes are glimmering in anticipation.
Seira only nodded and knelt on one leg, meeting the elfin girl's gaze. "Let's go home. I'm sure father's already there."
Matsuyama overheard their conversation and asked, "What do you mean 'new'?"
Meimi turned to him with a heavenly smile and replied, "It meant that she was recently created."
"All of us are created with a purpose," Added Seira. "And I believed that our little sister was made just in the nick of time to save all of us."
"Ah… then can you say my thanks to her when you get home?" Asked Kaorin with strange sparkling eyes and her hands clasped together. Obviously, the Kaorin that they all knew had returned.
"Oh good! You're back!" Said Matsuyama.
"Shut it or I'll dissect you." She barked with seething rage.
"We'd better return back to class," Stated Chihiro as she looked at her pocket watch. "Otherwise, mama will miss us."
"Wait Chihiro," Matsuyama then turned at the two girls or more accurately a girl and a doll, "If what you said is true then he created her in just a flash. I mean it's almost impossible. Even Osaka had to wait for a few moments before an anomaly was create."
"For a maker everything is possible except to become a god…" Seira replied. "Because there is only one God and He can never be known, except for the fact that He's the God, the creator of the creators." She then turned to face the railing. "Well, we'd better go."
"Are we going to meet you again?" Chihiro asked.
Seira smiled as she picked up her sister, "I don't know but we might be. If father willed it." She closed her eyes as a pair of white, wings appeared from her back. But there's something strange to it, her wings aren't the usual wings of an angel, it was rather detached and seemed to be translucent as if it was on a different plane of existence.
The four of them gasped in surprise at this sudden revelation.
"You're - You're an angel?!" said the awe-struck Kaorin.
The astral winged girl giggled a bit and said, "No, but father modeled me after one." She turned around and faced the railing again. She used her legs to lift herself off the floor then used her wings to glide through the air before fluttering them.
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Seated in her seat inside the classroom the young girl gazed absent-mindedly to the window just in time to see an angel carrying a doll flew away to the cerulean heavens. Her smile widened a bit when she saw her. "Ahhh…" She spoke softly in a relaxed tone, "An angel."
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Yomi ran to the railing and clasped her hands hard until it began to creak loudly as if strained with pressure. She removed her hands and what she saw made her crook her brows in confusion. On the bars was the imprint of her hands, as if the strong, hard steel is made up of nothing more than a tinfoil.
The others heard it and went to the bespectacled girl's side.
"What was that?" Asked Chihiro. "It sounded a lot like a metal being crushed."
"I-I don't know." The girl with glasses replied then touching the bar again that was a few inches from where she placed her hand and then squeezed it tight. The steel creaked again as it was crushed like a soda can. She twisted it and the metal bend from the force before she finally pulled away, breaking it like it was toothpick.
Her classmates are stunned silent as they saw how strong Yomi had become.
Matsuyama tried it too but the bar proved stronger.
Chihiro looked down and gasped. "Everybody, duck!" She pushed them to the floor before she tossed herself at them.
"Ow! Chihiro that hurts!" Whined Kaorin.
"That's strange, I don't feel it at all." Added the mystified Yomi.
"That's because you're lying on top of me!" Whimpered the sandwiched Matsuyama. He would have enjoyed it if Yomi was facing him but, instead, he was crushed with her backside.
Yomi felt something move between her breasts and saw Chihiro there. "Hey! Chihiro, what are you doing?!"
"Sorry about that." Said the flushed little girl. "We'd better crawl away from here, I saw mom looking out the window." She explained.
When they finally stood up, Matsuyama jokingly said, "Ow! Yomi, I can't believe that you're heavier than you look. Gee, I wonder where do you hide those extra pounds."
That was the straw that broke the camel's back as Yomi felt her anger rising and looked directly into the boy's eyes. She came so close that their glasses almost touched each other. "Never call a girl heavy, or maybe you like being socked to the stratosphere." She threatened with her fist.
"Uh… well… I was just helping you with your weight limit that's all." Wrong words Matsuyama but like they say, "saved by the bell'.
The school bell rang, alerting the students that the lunch break is over.
"Crap!" they all said in unison.
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After what seemed like hours instead of a few minutes for the three students (and only a few seconds for the fortunate Chihiro since she has the ability to control time that she fast forwarded it like it was a record) of verbal punishment from their English speaking-sensei.
Chihiro thanked her mother for giving her such a wonderful gift while the others wished that time would just pass by. However, as the class resumed she didn't dare use her ability to manipulate time because she promised her mother (from the future, of course) not to use it. She also doesn't want her mother's present form to know otherwise the whole time/space continuum will collapse and destroy the entire universe.
Yomi, on the other hand was having a hard time coping with her strength since everything that she touched too hard will break or crumble; including, of course, several of her pencils, pens, erasers and notebooks. Once she almost broke her glasses in half when she pushed it up. Not to mention that she still had that discomforting feeling on her tummy. Luckily, Ayumu was following the dust in her eyes to even notice her struggle.
Yomi looked around, feeling a bit awkward of her situation. But when she spotted Chihiro, Kaorin, and Matsuyama, she was surprised when they just acted normally like nothing had ever happened. 'Are they all this composed?' she asked herself.
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After school, Yomi was very, very frustrated since almost everything that she touched was decimated.
"Yoomi!" said a voice that she knew all too well… and wished that this girl would just go away for a change. But that in itself is one in a billion chance.
She sighed, "What do you want, Tomo?" it was more of an annoyed statement than a question. "I'm in no mood to discuss with you.
From out of nowhere a voice suddenly spoke making Yomi's nerves jump. "Is there something wrong?" It was a voice that Yomi dreaded even more than Tomo's right now.
"O-Osaka?! Don't – Don't sneak up on people like that." Said Yomi nerviously, remembering her demise at the girl's hand in her dream world or rather her nightmare. She felt a familiar, but at the same time, strange feeling, a resonance coming close and closer. "Chihiro, what is it?" She asked before she turned to face her. A dumb move given that Ayumu noticed it.
"Oh. How did you know that it was her?" Ayumu questioned her, amazed that her friend knew who it was.
Yomi stuttered as beads of sweat ran down the back of her head. "I…Uh…Well…"
"Footsteps." Chihiro quickly replied. The three students turned to her. "She already knew the pattern of my footsteps."
"I see…" Ayumu nodded in understanding before she looked down at her watch. "Well, I'd have to go, I'm late."
"Sure," Yomi laughed nerviously, while Tomo uncharacteristically stared at them silently. After Ayumu was out of earshot, Chihiro turned to her angrily.
"NEVER… EVER… do that again!" she threatened with rage. "she almost noticed something and if she did, we're all dead!" she relaxed a bit, letting herself calm down. It wasn't time for her to know it yet." Then she ran away meeting with the one who created everything.
"What is she talking about, Yomi?" Asked the confused Tomi, trying to clue in.
Yomi just sighed in defeat. "Please, Tomo, just go away, I'm tired already." She uttered then walked away from her unceremoniously with a downcast face.
"Well, this sucks!" Spoke Tomo in confusion while the crow overhead repeatedly said one word.
"Idiot! Idiot!"
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A/N: The words have Eyes and eyes have a Voice. Tell me reader, can you hear me?
.Noitpmeder fo hsiw eht. Nis fo ecnatpecca eht dna nis fo ecnarongi aht. Gninaem htiw nees si srehtaef llams owt, sdnah reh gninepo. Reh evas ton lliw noisulli eht taht ezilaer ot ylno. Seil fo ytefas eht ot hturt eht morf yawa derevihs ehs seye reh gninepo. Ytilaer fo dniw hsrah, dloc eht tsniaga gnithgif maerd fo duolc mraw, tfos eht. Ehtaerb lrig gnuoy eht dnuorg eht ot gnidnecsed yltfiws
Clue 3
Trivia Don't you know that the first student to speak to Ayumu is none other than Chihiro?
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