The Life I never Remember (part 2 of 2)
Author's note: Sorry for the delay. My computer's been acting stupid. -Well enough of my talking, let's get on with the story.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the VK characters nor any of the plots.
Summary: Part 2 of the second chapter. Auryanna is going back to Tokyo; where she was born originally. But trouble does come where-ever she goes.
I stood there for many minutes then started out of the door in my uniform and with the dress Saphire made me on my arm.
She was right, I needed to get going quickly before another came looking for me, I thought mentally as I walked out of the house
But a frame with a letter in it caught my eye as I began to leave:
Dear Darling,
If you are walking out of this house, you must be heading home to Japan. You will need money to fly and ride there. Look in the cookie jar in the kitchen, there is 600 hundred dollars in it. Take the money, you'll need it to get to Japan and for you to eat. Keep the money in a safe place like in your bra or in places laying flat to your body. I apologize that I wasn't there to go with you.
But if you have trouble finding your real home in Japan, I've implanted your location in your memory. And once you get to Tokyo, you will remember nothing of me nor the people of DeRidder.
Your mother and father are still alive and when you're older, all your real memories will awaken.
Sincerely,
Your Pureblood Guardian
∫◊∑ Aruka-sama ∫◊∑
I walked back into the kitchen and looked for the cookie jar.
On the counter was a jar- wasn't exactly shaped like a cookie jar, but whatever- I walked over to the jar and opened it. Cash was in it, making it full. I figured that the jar was too much to carry. I searched though drayers for a nice box, but all I found was a suitcase. I looked for something else, but found nothing.
Than that's when it clicked.
I could use my back pack, which I call my small suitcase.
I walked back to the front door and watched little diamonds sparkles from the woman, dance in the air around me then disappear.
~ | o | ~
I walked down to the Alabama Airport and looked for which flight I would take to get to Tokyo, Japan.
"Um... excuse me, what plain do I take to get to Tokyo?" I asked the woman behind the airport counter.
"You have to take Gate 65," she said.
They scanned my things and offered to put my bag and purse in the back of the plain, but I declined.
The man eyed me suspiciously then asked, "Why do you have money in your bag?"
"Where I keep the last of my savings is my business," I said, I could feel an annoyed tick appear on my forehead.
Sometimes I really didn't like humans. Especially when they were curious and stupidly nosy.
I clutched the bag very close to my body so that no one would take it from me.
Mississippi Airport
Gate 65: Tokyo, JP
~ 96 hours later~
I got off the plain, still with my bag and purse clutched tightly to my chest.
I walked out of the center of the airport and called for a taxi.
"Where to?" the man asked in Japanese.
"Tokyo," I said simply.
"eh," he said sand started driving.
| ~ o ~ |
"Will you please drop me off at a restaurant?" asked when my stomach growled unhappily at the emptiness it had to endure while being in the air.
"Haí," the man said.
I paid him $40 dollars, then walked inside a restaurant to eat 'regular food'.
"Welcome to Delicious Eats, what would you like to order?" said the pretty woman behind the counter with a gentle smile.
"Um... may I have... shrimp with chicken flavored noodles?" I said, embarrassed as my stomach growled loudly. Demanding food instantly.
The woman laughed softly at the sound my stomach made.
"Sorry," I said.
"No, it's fine. We must obey our stomachs," she said then screamed my order to the people in the kitchen.
I smiled widely and the woman gasped. I closed my mouth quickly.
She leaned toward me, then sniffed.
She covered the microphone and whispered, "You're a vampire, right?"
I hesitated.
"Don't worry, I'm not afraid of you and I'm not a vampire hunter," she said.
"Umm... yes," I said self-consciously.
"Are you thirsty for blood?" she asked.
The mention of blood made my fangs tingle.
"Y-yes," I said, dryly.
The woman pulled out a bottle full of red liquid, looking to her left, right, and behind her. She handed me the bottle; it smelled a lot like fresh human blood.
"What's this?" I asked.
"Human blood," she said, "but soon we'll be issuing blood tablets."
"No, thank you on the blood tablets. I won't be in the town very long, I'm going home," I said taking the bottle.
"Where do you live?" she asked.
"I don't remember, but I'm pretty sure I will after I wander around for a bit," I answered.
"Okay," she smiled politely removing her hand from the microphone and standing normally behind the counter.
I sat down at a table close to the door.
I hid the bottle between my legs while I waited for my food.
When the waitress came, I thanked her, and she bowed in return of a 'you're welcome'.
I ate the shrimp and noodles with chopsticks instantaneously. I gave myself a few seconds to chew and swallow, then it was back to stuffing my face. I opened the bottle of blood, then closed it back before my eyes could turn crimson red.
I three my food wrappers in the trash then left out. I held my bag on my left arm while I held the bottle in my right hand.
I opened the bottle back up and I felt my eyes turn crimson. I gulped the blood down rapidly. And before I knew it, the blood was gone and the bottle was empty.
I thew away he bottle in the nearest trashcan then headed toward a hotel. I opened the door to the hotel, it was gorgeous and probably really expensive.
"How may I help you?" asked the man with a generous smile.
"I would like to rent a room," I said, "How mush does it cost because I only have $82 dollars left?"
"How long are you staying?" he asked me.
"One night," I answered.
"Well, it costs $110, but I can let you sleep here," he said, then handed me keys to a room.
"Thank you so much," I said as I reached in my bag for the remainders of my money.
"No, it's alright, you can keep the money," he said gently.
"Thank you," I smiled and took the keys.
I walked up the stairs to room 180, unlocked the door with the key, and went inside, closing the door behind me. I locked the door and set my things on the bed.
"The first thing I need is a shower," I muttered to myself, frowning from the odor that came from my body. I walked into the bathroom, closing the door behind me. I took off my uniform clothes, threw them on the floor, and hopped in the shower.
I turned on the water and grabbed the towel from the towel wrack. I grabbed the soap and lathered the towel with it.
This soap smells really good, What brand is this? I thought to myself, sniffing the towel.
I looked at the top of the soap, it was faded but easily read Dove.
I scrubbed my body with the soapy towel; scrubbing off the dirt, sweat, and unwanted odors. I stayed in the shower for about 10 to 20 minutes, then rinsed the soap off my body and turned off the water. I pulled back the silky shower curtain and stepped out. I dried myself off with a big towel and put on a robe. I turned off the light, walked out of the bathroom and collapsed onto the bed, instantly falling asleep from the softness of the pillow and mattress.
~ | o | ~
My eyelids slowly opened and a slow smile spread across my face. I sat up, stretching and yawning. I sighed contently, my body was refreshed and I was no longer tired. But I did need a shower just in case it was really hot outside today.
I got up, took off the robe, and walked into the bathroom to turn on the light and with the dress Saphire made me on my forearm. I showered thoroughly, dried off, put the dress on, and walked out of the bathroom. I walked out of the hotel room with the key to it in my hand.
I rushed down the stairs to exit the hotel quickly and find my way home.
"Thank you so much for letting me stay," I said to the man, then handed him the keys and dashed out the hotel door.
"You're welcome," he yelled after me, but I was already on my way home.
I stopped temporarily when I was near the last store of this town.
Please, memories, tell me where I live, I thought.
Then something flashed before me; directions. I watched the person or whatever go through the town. They kept going until they reached the snow, looked up at the North Star, and followed it, walking through a lot of trees, but they still had theirs were still locked on the North Star. And when they saw a big house, they broke into a head-on run.
Then it all returned back to where I was standing.
"So I'm going in the right direction," I said to myself as I kept walking forward, "just when I get to the snow passage; use the North Star as a guidance."
| ~ o ~ |
When I finally got to a passage only with snow, I looked up at the almost-dark sky and the North Star twinkled to catch my attention.
I followed the star for miles and miles of pretty white snow. I took the cloak out of my bag and put it on and pulled the hood of it over my head and face to decrease the cold pressure that was hitting my face.
It wasn't until I walked through the forest of trees, that I decided to speed up a little. The snow was crushing and rhythmically, my breathing coming fast.
After a while, I slowed down to slow down the rapid beating of my heart. I was growing hungry, but it wasn't hunger for blood. And for some reason I could smell blood, hear it pulsing through strong veins. But I ignored the smell and sound, no matter how torturing they were, I kept walking; still following the North Star.
I finally walked out of the trees,with my breathing back to normal. A big house came into view a few yards away and broke into a head-on run.
The door opened and a woman looked out at me. Her eyes widened and she whispered, "Aruka?"
"Mom!" I shouted to her running faster. She ran out to me and caught me in her arms.
"Oh, baby!" she cooed softly, burying my face in her hair.
I pulled away and she took my face into her hands.
"How is it possible that you're still alive?" she asked.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"We saw oni-san, Rido, take you away from us and disappear," she said.
"Well, he didn't kill me," I said reassuringly.
She hugged me again with a bear tightening hug and whispered in my ear, "Well, I'm so happy you're alive."
Then she kissed my cheek and said, "Oni-sama is going to be so happy to see you, too."
She guided me to the house then picked me up in her arms, hugging me again. I wrapped arms around her neck and buried my face into her neck, inhaling her scent.
She walked into the house with me in her arms.
"Juuri, what-" a man began to ask.
"Dad?" I whispered.
"Aruka?" he whispered back.
Mom set me down to my feet and I ran to open arms of father.
"Daddy," I gasped. This voice confused me, it was the first time I had ever heard such a childish voice escape my lips.
"Oh, Aruka," he grunted as he hugged me tightly, "I missed you so much."
Mother came up behind me and sniffed my hair.
"Haruka, what is wrong with her scent? It's strange," she said.
"I don't know," he said, "but it smells really good."
"Aruka, what is this scent you carry on your body and clothes?" my mom asked me.
"Dove soap," I answered.
"Dove soap?" father said.
"Yes."
"What is that?" mother asked.
"It's a brand of soap that helps your skin smells good and clean of dirt and unwanted odors," I answered.
"Hmm..." father sniffed, "Where is this soap?"
"I used it in some hotel," I sighed then yawned.
"My you must be tired. From where did you travel to get here?" mother asked.
"DeRidder," I said, then yawned again.
"Would you like to meet your little brother and sister?" father asked.
"Little brother and sister?' I asked.
"Yes," he said then set me to my feet.
A smile spread across my face as I thought about being a big sister.
"I would love to," I chirped.
"They're in the other room," mother said and snuggled very close to father.
I walked into the next room with father and mother not far behind me. I nearly tackled the little boy; I was a little too excited as I chimed, "Kaname-san!"
"Who are you? Why are you here? And why do you know my name?" he asked, trying escape my hug. I let go of him instantly from his struggle.
"I am Aruka Kuran, your big sister," I answered simply, "I just got back from DeRidder. And I know you because I have dreamed of you."
Which was true, I had dreamed of a little boy and a little girl as I flew here and while I was at my 'other home' in DeRidder. The boy was very handsome and familiar, too. Like we had met before. And the girl was adorable, in my dream, she said her name was Yuki. And the boy's name was Kaname.
A little girl ran into the room and I picked her up into my arms. Playfully, swinging her lightly around. She giggled and I laughed with her.
"You must be Yuki," I said, playfully touching her nose with her finger, "You're so adorable" and kissed her cheek.
She giggled and asked, "Who are you?"
"I'm your big sis," I said, smiling comfortingly.
"One-chan?" she widened her eyes like she couldn't believe it.
"Yep."
"Really, who is she?" I heard Kaname ask õtou-san and õka-san.
"Truely, Kaname, she is your older sister," mother said.
"Then why haven't I seen her before?" he asked straight forwardly.
"Because she was taken from us when she was only a year old; two years before you were born," õtou-san said sadly.
I didn't realize I was staring until his sad cold eyes caught me. I suddenly didn't fell so good, I felt like everything I had just eaten was coming back up.
I put Yuki down to her feet then walked over to mom, dad, and Kaname. My stomach lurched in a weird direction, making me feel ill, so I hid the sickness from my facial features.
"I don't mean to interrupt, but where is the bathroom?" I said.
"First door on the right side of the first hall," mother said, pointing at the top stairs.
I followed the trail of her finger with my eyes then sped up those stairs like my life depended on it.
"Do you think something's wrong with her?" I heard mother ask.
"I don't know," father said.
"Didn't you see the way she ran up the stairs?" mother asked dad.
But as I waited for his answer, I hunched over the toilet and I regurgitated everything I ate.
"Gawh!" I gasped as more food came out again.
I heard footsteps behind me, but then threw up again.
"What's wrong?" I heard mom ask.
"My stomach hurts," I answered then threw up once more.
"Did you eat something that made you ill?" Haruka asked.
"I don't think I did," I said, then washed my mouth with water after I flushed the toilet. I put my cold and wet hand to my forehead, while I turned the water off with my other hand. I leaned my head against the sink.
"Are you alright?" he asked.
"I-I feel kinda... sleepy... really sleepy," my words were slurred as I sat up.
"How sleepy do you feel?" Juuri asked, her eyes boring into mine. Then I put my head back on the sink.
"Like I want to faint-right-now-sleepy," I said, a yawn should have escaped my lips. But the next thing I knew, everything was black and quiet.
~ | o | ~
I tried blinking several times, but I was still in this dark place. Even though it was quiet and peaceful and warm, I still didn't like the feeling it gave off.
"Heeyy, arree yoou okaay?" came an echoing soft voice.
"What?" I said, looking around me, but finding no one.
"Yoou feelll preetty haardd," the voice said again.
"Where are you?" I asked.
"Clloose yoour eyees annd wallk. Oopeen yoour eyyes anndd a wiidde fiield of snoow willl bee therre, and inn thaat fieeldd yoouu willl seee mee," she said.
I did exactly as she said. I closed my eyes and began walking; not even knowing which direction I was going. Then after a while, it began to get cold and I wanted to know what was the reason for the change in temperature.
I opened my eyes and wide field of snow sat before me. My eyes scanned the field, looking for the girl.
Suddenly, she popped up in front of me and I fell to the snow; my heart beating fast in my throat.
"Oops, sorry, I didn't mean to startle you," she said, extending a hand to help me up.
"It's okay," I said taking her hand.
"Well, now I know to give you a warning so that I don't scare you," she said, smiling.
"Yeah, that probably would've been best," I said, wiping the snow off my dress, then stood up straight to look around once again.
"So where are we?" I asked her.
"We are in your memories," she answered simply.
"My memories?"
"Yep. These will help you figure out who you really are."
"Who are you?"
"Me? I am the keeper of your memories. But I don't actually stay here," she smiled.
"Great, I have a person inside my mind," I said sarcastically.
"Didn't you hear me? I said I don't actually stay her. So all this space is you and whoever decides to open the doors into your memories."