Ota Part 2

It has been one week since I have last seen Ota. It had me a little worry for a second. I don't know why but I did. I hate the guy so why am I do worried about him? I felt pretty disgusted with myself thinking about it. Suddenly my phone went off and I saw that I have received a text message from Ota. It only had an address and the words 'Please come.' Feeling a sudden relief I close my phone and finish work as soon as possible.

I used my GPS on my phone to find the place Ota sent me. I ended up a nice apartment complex not to far from the hotel. When I was about to step inside a hand grabbed my shoulder. I turned around d with my menacing prison glare and saw a middle age man in a business suit with a toothy, twitch smile.

"Hello, young lady!" he said trying to cover up his fear after seeing my glare. He clears his throat and then twirls a card between his fingers and extends it to me. "The name's Kuboyama. I am a reporter who is looking for a scoop of the greatly acclaimed artist, Kisaki Ota!" he explained with some kind of announcing voice like he wants to be heard by everyone around him. "And since you are in front of his building and that I have never seen you before means that you must know Ota, right?" he winks. 'Is...is he a moron?' I stayed silent as I eyed him from top to bottom.

"Are you so excited that a reporter is talking to you about Kisaki? Are you happy that you are getting interviewed by the best of the best?" he swivels his eyebrows at me. "Well you should! A prostitute like you should be overwhelmed with excitement!"

"Excuse me, what the fuck did you say?" I hissed and gave him my prison glare again, silencing him. "Prostitute? Are you kidding me? Should I break that arm of yours or break your kneecaps?" I threatened him. "You're wasting my time. You better leave before I decide that those options are no longer separate." I said cracking my knuckles. He slowly stepped away and ran like a dog with a tail between its legs. I sighed in annoyance and went inside the apartment building.

I got to the floor and door number Ota sent me. I knocked a few times but no one answers. Before I tried again the door flew open and Ota was standing there with big grin on his paint covered face.

"Koro! Come in, come in!" he nudge me in. I looked around in his apartment and saw a large bed in the middle with canvases, used or still blank laying around his room. "Sorry for the mess, Koro! You're master was working on something while you are coming?"

"Working on what?" I asked hoping to be some kind of info to use to give to Willow. I looked around and see a painting, destroyed and crushed into a trash can in the corner.

"Don't worry about that, Koro! It's not worth to mention!" he laughs. "Oh yeah, your gift I made you!" he smiled and then asked my to lift my hair up. I did what I was told and suddenly he was behind me and there was a collar around my neck. I looked at myself in the mirror to have a better look at it. It was black with a bluebird in a cage charm hanging on a black square. It wasn't so bad looking. I actually kind of like it. "It's a collar for you! So that way when you get lost I can always find you!" he said. Okay, now I hate it.

"Thanks…" I said sighing in annoyance again. Really, it's basically a dog collar. But why do I feel so happy about it? Is it because it's my first gift in years? Well I haven't received anything since my twelfth birthday from Sayuri and Naomi so it could just be some sort of nostalgia.

"Wow, how pretty! You're such a good dog, Tama-chi!" Safari mocked me as she patted my head like a dog that I apparently am.

"Do you not like it, Koro?" I saw Ota look disappointed in the mirror. "I worked so hard on it…" he pouted. I sighed again trying to cool my nerves. I turned around a faced him.

"No...I like it. Thanks...master." I said taking a smile and pulling of the 'master' thing so he can be happy. It bothers me that he was sad. What is wrong with me? Why am I worried if he is happy or not? He's treating me like a pet!

"Good job! Who's a good girl?" he said ruffling my hair, talking in a high pitch voice like people do with animals. He was smiling so wide I couldn't help but smile too.

….

It's been a few days and I have buried myself in work again. This time to keep my mind wandering off from the thoughts of Ota that have plagued my mind. It's been hell because when I try to think of something else his smile appears in my head and I can't get rid of it.

"Tamaki, you are really throwing yourself into work today. More than usual…" Chisato said amazed how much work I was doing.

"Well I need to keep things off my mind." I said fixing a guest bed.

"Is it Kisaki?" she said with a smile.

"What!? No!" I quickly denied it. "Why would I thinking about that pain in the ass!?"

"Ha, you don't have to be dramatic about it. You guys are childhood friends so of course one of you would grow into something more." Chisato giggles at my reaction.

"Chisato, I don't know what kind of nonsense manga you have been reading but get into reality and see that there is nothing between us and nothing will." I said finishing up.

"That's a cute collar!" she said looking at it. "Where did you get it from?"

"...Ota…" I said softly. She smiles at me and pays me on my shoulder.

"You ready for the next room?" she asked.

"Yeah, just one more thing I need to do and I'll be right there." I said watching her go I to the next room. I went to the bed and fluffed the pillows. While I fluffed I heard a faint screeching noise like staid on a TV or something.

"Always a good help aren't you, Tama-Tama!" Sayuri cheered as she sat on the couch.

"It's my job Sayuri so please go away." I said rolling my eyes.

"I wish I had a job but somethi vs never come true. I am dead as anything could be!"

"You seem to cheery for a dead girl? What's going on with you?" I asked. She's always cheery but not that cheery.

"Fate has something in store for you!" she answered Suddenly appearing laying on the bed I just made.

"Since when can you see the future?"

"I've always seen the future my good Tamaki! It's just you who is so blindsided by love to see anything."

"Love? What are blabbering about now? From fate to love, you are too busy for a dead person." I said leaning against the bed propping my head up.

"There are just some mysterious things in the world that you don't know about. Things that can totally destroy your world entirely." Sayuri gave a sinister smile. "But hey, why bother? I'm just a dead girl talking to a dead girl walking." she said finally disappearing from sight.

It was lunch time and I headed to the parking garage. I went to the second floor and sat on a shot wall that separates the parking lot. I waited a little until a familiar face showed up.

"Hey, Tamaki!" a tanned woman came running towards me in her black stiletto heels and tight hot pink dress.

"Oh Naomi!" I called out to her. She was a friend back in middle school that Sayuri and I used to hang out with. After Sayuri's death I didn't know what happened to her until she ended up in the same prison as me five years ago. She was caught on some drug charges and had to do time for a year and a half. After that she became a escort and had a son, Riku. We were able to reconnect when I interrupted an argue between her and a client of hers.

"Did I keep you waiting?" she asked. Even after all this time she has never changed. She has always been a kind girl and extremely smart. It sucks that her dad died before she could even get into high school. With brains like that she could have been a doctor or a lawyer. Her father was a good man but he got a girl pregnant when he was in high school, got kicked out of the family and his girlfriend, and she dropped Naomi on his doorstep so he had to work to make ends meet. He died of stomach cancer two years after I was incarcerated.

"No, of course not! I'm just glad you made it!" I smiled.

"Anything interesting at the hotel today? Any gossip, stories?" she asked elbowing me.

"Well there's this one rumor that one of the maids is sleeping with a famous actress~" I said.

"Ooo, forbidden love! It's like a novel!" she laughed as she tore a part of her sandwich. I laughed along with her as I explained in detail about what was happening.

It was like middle school all over again. It was such a calming time. Between my parents fighting and my friends own problems with theirs, we only had each other dreaming of a life we wants and to spend it together. Too bad it never happened. It was only us two and a dead girl.

"How's the little man Riku doing?" I asked.

"Riku is a total sweetheart. He made me a Valentine's day card for me when he was at preschool and oh, I love him so much!" she was floating at the mention of Riku. I am happy for her that she has someone in her life. "Everything changes when you have children. One day you will have a child and that way they can marry and we will always be together!" she said jokingly.

"Like I want my child to marry a kid like yours. They way you explain him, he seems to grow up as a womanizer." I joked.

"Ouch, that hurts." she made a pouting face and then busted out laughing. We continued to talk until my lunch break as over. We said our goodbyes and as I watched her leave I felt a sudden headache. I shut my eyes tightly and held my head in pain. When I slowly opened my eyes I was in a meadow. The meadow had tall yellow and green grass that reached my waist.

"Hey!" I heard a whispy voice. I looked all around me but couldn't find anything or anyone around. Suddenly I turned sharply and has a bright white ghost that kind of look like a willow-of-the-wisp and resembled a young girl. "Hey! Follow me..." it said going towards a forest in the distance. I followed it until I reached a little creek. When I tried to look for the willow-of-the-wisp I saw it at a large willow that hung over the small creek.

"What is this place?" I asked in awe of the amazing view the might not the sunset gave this scenery.

"Remember." It said confusing me.

"What?" I asked.

"Remember." it said again. Then a loud beeping noise brought me back to the parking garage.

"Get out of the way lady!" a man yelled at me.

"C-Can't you we I'm walking here!" I shouted back leaving the garage. 'Hell...what the hell happened?' I thought as I breathed heavily a I leaned against the hallway wall. "Remember...remember what?" I said thinking about that delusion. "No, no, no, I had this fixed…" I said to myself. I remembered my "treatment" from Dr. Madison Walter who used the twenties style of taking care of the crazy ones until she was discovered and chased out of the country. "I had this fixed...I had this fixed…" I repeated. These delusions and Sayuri got me into her medieval practices in the first place. Now that I remembered it I am going to have nightmares mixed with the reoccurring one that I've always had since Sayuri's death. When I came to my senses I walked slowly back into the hotel and went to work and worked like I have never worked before.