Yuka's POV
It was another dream I had. It was different than the rest. I got to talk to him.
"Dad? Why'd you have to leave me?" I asked sadly. I expected him to walk away, and for me to wake up, but he answered.
"My heart attack wasn't because my health was bad, my Yuka."
"What?" He's not making any sense!
"I died broken hearted."
"Why?" I knew the answer, but I wanted to make sure it was right. He ran his fingers through my hair.
"See, when you had to leave with Ume, I was sad. I was supposed to protect you, but I wimped out. I saw you get shot, and an hour after your mother shot you, the judge said I wasn't allowed to even see you again."
"That's not fair, though!"
"Well... Judge Nagano isn't really... a judge."
"WHAT?!" OK, I know that's not fair! A judge, scratch that, a phony judge sentenced my mom to jail, Dad can never see me again, and... I could've stayed with Dad.
"Yuka? Yuka, are you all right?" I shot right up, away from Dad and the dream. Auntie is hovering over me, with a washcloth. I look around my room. A school uniform... is hanging on my closet? She already got it?! WHOA!!
"Yuka, what were you dreaming about?" Auntie asks me suddenly. I snap out of my trance and look at her.
"Uhh, why?" She put her hands on her hips, and stared at me.
"You were crying in your sleep." My eyes widened, and I wiped my face my tanktop. Sure enough, my face was wet.
"Uhh... My face had an accident?" It sounded more like a question than an answer. She sighs sadly.
"You were thinking about him again, weren't you?" I nod my head, looking towards the ground. Why did Dad have to leave me?
"Why did have Dad have to go?" I ask Auntie. She sits next to me on my bed, and ran her fingers through my hair.
"The good always die young." She kissed my forehead and pointed to the school uniform. "And that's your new school uniform!" I squeal happily when inside I'm hurting. Why can't she just tell me?
"When did you get it?" I ask her. She grinned.
"This morning. Good afternoon." I thought about to faint.
"I need to start sleeping earlier," I tell her, grinning and shaking my head.
"Yes, you do. Now, let's see how it looks on you!" I sigh. I hate it when I have to model.
...
"Hello! How are you today?" Auntie and I exchange glances. She told me that we should eat out for my 'last' day before school.
"We're fine," Auntie says, trying not to laugh. We were at some diner where the waitresses wore these awful outfits. They were wearing a pale pink mini skirt, a light green shirt with an orange bow tie, and they were wearing these weird, feathered hats. I needed to inhale and exhale so I wouldn't laugh.
"I'm Kyoko, and I'll be your waitress for this afternoon," she said, showing her white teeth. She would be perfect for a toothpaste commercial. "Where would you two ladies like to sit in today, a booth, or the counter?" Kyoko asked in an excited voice.
"Booth, please," Auntie says, showing her teeth. They were also white, but they probably weren't as white as Kyoko's teeth. She sat us at a corner booth, so there would be more privacy between us. Kyoko gave us menus and told us she would be back in a few minutes.
"Hey Kurama! Let's go sit over there!" Auntie looks towards the entrance and groans.
"Great. Loud noises will be happening soon," she said grimly, slouching.
"Yusuke, I'm Shuichi in the Human World, remember?" Shuichi? Cutie? Kurama? ... I DON'T UNDERSTAND!! And what's with 'The Human World' bit? And what's with Yusuke? That weirdo.
"What, you think someone at your school is here?"
"You never know." There was footsteps coming near my booth. Uh-oh...
"Hey! Yuka!" I scowled.
"Hey Weirdo," I greet, looking away. Auntie raises an eyebrow at me, and smirks. She's going to embarrass me in public! NO!
"I love your shirt." My shirt, this time, read, 'What do you call dog with no legs? Don't matter what you call him, he ain't gonna come'.
"Thanks." Please leave now.
"Where do you get them?" Auntie looks at me, and smiles wide. She wants me to tell the truth, and it looks like I have no choice.
"My auntie and I make them." He pushes me to the window and sits next to me.
"Really? Cool!" Too enthusiastic. So he must hate them. "This is my friend, Kurama!" I can see 'Kurama' looked embarrassed.
"Shui- OK, do you mind if we join you?" Yusuke asks Auntie, shoving Kurama away.
"Not at all!" she exclaimed. I look towards the table, embarrassed. Auntie stood up. "I have to go to the ladies' room. I'll be right back." DON'T LEAVE-
"OK." And she left. Yusuke eyed Kurama. "Well, sit down!"
"I'd really rather not- Sit. Down." Kurama sat down across from me.
"So, what does Hiei do to aggravate you?" Kurama asks me with curiousity in his tone. Huh? Oh, the stalker! I scowled.
"I hate it when he lies in a tree across my bedroom, because then he watches me," I explain. Yusuke looked at me funny.
"Hiei? A short guy, weird ass hair, black cloak?" I nod.
"Is he your friend?" I ask as I point to Kurama. "Because I know he's Kurama's friend."
"You could say he's a friend," Yusuke said boredly, shrugging. Kurama sighed. Kyoko came back and stared at Kurama with wide eyes.
"Uhh... H-hi Shuichi," she said, blushing.
"Hi Kyoko," he greeted.
"Shuichi? Then why- So, how have you been?" Kurama asked, cutting me off.
"I-I have been good." I raised an eyebrow.
"Uhh, we have to wait- So, what're you gonna order, Shuichi?" Oh, she's just giving me the cold shoulder now. Bitch.
"Um, probably just a salad," he answered.
"I'll take those milkshakes!" SLAP!! I growl at him in disgust. Kyoko and I slapped his face hard. There was two dark red handprints on both his cheeks.
"Idiot..." I mutter.
"Oh, what do you want?" Kyoko asked, annoyed.
"You- Yuka!" Kurama and Yusuke looked back, where Auntie was. "I have to go! Hope you have fun! Bye!" And she was gone. I can't believe she did that.
"So what do you want, little girl?" Kyoko asked, suddenly icy towards me.
"Little girl? I'm fifteen." Kurama and Yusuke looked at me, a little surprised.
"Uhh, you look young though," Yusuke says, unconvinced. I sigh.
"Everyone tells me that." He pinches my cheek. "Would you like to have a footprint on your ass?" He stopped.
"Well, which school are you going to?" Kurama asked, looking pale.
"Meioh High School." Thump. "SOMEBODY CALL 911!! HE PASSED OUT!!"
JJ: You left it at a cliffhanger, damn you!
DT: Well, sorry!
JJ: You better be! Now give me back my laptop!
DT: NO!! REVIEW!!