Chapter Thirteen: Explanations and Surprises

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Part One: Rin Prospective

"What the-!" Shima yelled taking in what we just saw. The expression on everyone's face is shock. Personally I was shock.

"Hm-mm." Amami cleared her throat the same way her mother did when first met, taking a few steps a way from Fuyumi Matsuoka Amami gestured to her right, "Everyone this my friend and favorite performer Fuyumi Matsuoka."

I felt a sudden urge to run from the scene unfolding in front of me. It's one thing to say she didn't want to be an exorcist but not saying out right that she going to be protecting a friend was not the Amami I know. For first time in the past few weeks and well, in years that I was reminded how little I actually knew about Amami. It just hurts me to know that.

"I am extremely honored to meet the famous esquires of True Cross Academy." Fuyumi said bowing down at her waist towards all of us.

"The honor is ours." Bon said bowing in return to Fuyumi.

I focused on Fuyumi for second; she had long light brown hair, pale skin (like almost a wintery white kinda pale), and the famous light blue eyes. Fuyumi was to say the least hot but not my type of girl. Fuyumi usually wore plaid mini-skirts or majorly ripped jeans, basically the stereo-typically rock star uniform. However right now Fuyumi was wearing a plain yukata that was a light shade of gray.

"Fuyumi, shouldn't you be resting before the shoot?" Amami turned slightly toward the celebrity her tone motherly, "You've been touring non-stop so go back and rest."

"I wanted to greet you!" Fuyumi pouted folding her arms a crossed chest.

Amami rolled her eyes and shot a quick dirty look at Fuyumi before saying, "Yukio, why don't we all go in to the palace walls?"

I glanced at my little brother as he took Amami's suggestion and lead everyone including Fuyumi past the gates of castle. Amami didn't budge neither did I. Something just wasn't making sense.

"Amami?" I said looking in to Amami's eyes; her eyes were the same shade of gray from the bridge the other day.

Part Two: Amami's Prospective

"Amami?" Rin said with tone colored with confusion and concern.

I could hold back the tears any longer I cried as I stared in to Rin's blue eyes. I don't think I can keep my past as a memory anymore. Rin hasn't yelled or asked anything about my past but if this mission doesn't go well then I may have to confess. I cannot bare the agony of hurting Rin, Yukio, Shiemi, or any of my friends. I just can't cause Rin anymore pain because I love him.

"Rin… Rin… I don't where to start." I said as took a few steps closer to Rin; if we got any closer we'd hugging or something.

"Don't say anything." Rin said calmly and with a lot -much to my surprise- maturity, he reached his right hand out in front of him, "You can use my sleeve as a tissue, I mean if you want one or whatever."

I laughed a sort of as I said, "No, I'm good. Thank you, Rin."

I reached out my hand and took his extended arm in my hand; Rin pulled me into a side hug as we began to walk in to the grounds of a once grand palace. My left arm was wrapped around Rin's waist and his right arm was over my shoulders. Like always Rin seemed to know exactly what I needed before I asked for it.

"Amami, when you're ready to talk about what happened with your dad and what happened in your past… I'm here for you. I'll always be here for you even if don't want me to be." Rin said giving my shoulders a little squeeze as we slowly made our way to the main hall of the palace.

"I know… Rin, please just don't hate me for not explaining." My tone sounded hollow and sad even to my ears.

At least Rin knew that I was friends with Fuyumi now. I am relieved about that at least though. I wish he'd tell me if he was mad though. Some things truly never changes; Rin always was a mystery because he'd have short fuses however I taught him how a girl could react to those short fuses, that seemed to have stuck with him. Unfortunately some times like now I'd take some yelling or a fight and be truly glad to know if Rin is furious or not.

Part Three: Rin's Prospective

I can't understand why Amami started crying like that; did she think I'd be mad? I don't know why she'd think that. It's not like that I would be offended that she has other friends, we're not little kids anymore, are we? I guess I have been pretty immature but I'm still a kid… Well, at least I'm not an adult, yet.

"I know… Rin, please just don't hate me for not explaining." Amami said as we made it to the room where everyone was meeting.

I looked down at Amami's face and was amazed that she looked sort of relieved when I smiled at her and said, "It's alright, I mean I'd be a jerk if I got mad at you because I feel the same way sometimes and I guess it makes sense."

Man, I was totally babbling and I've got no idea what I just said but it made her smiling.

"We better catch up to the others; I mean… Come on else's get this over with." I said feeling lame for not saying something cool.

"Sure, Rin." Amami said looking more like the Amami I know and love seeing.

We took forever to find the grand hall but it was easy to hear that Bon and Poke-a-Brow were fighting about something again. I don't even know why they're fighting this time; something tells me that I'm going to find out. I watch as Amami pushed the door open gently; I pushed the other door open.

The sight that greeted us was well, Takara and Fuyumi exchanging death glares; Bon and Izumo yelling at each other. Konekomaru and Shima were watching the scene unfold with disinterest. Shiemi looked uncomfortable, Yukio was getting annoyed, and Shura was drinking some form of alcohol.

"Tak-chan? Why are you and Fuyumi acting like little kids?" Amami asked sounding confused.

Fuyumi turned quickly to Amami and I knew that meant something was up. Fuyumi looked as if she were about to cry and not in a cute way. Man, why does seem like I make girls cry all the damn time? I didn't do anything!

"Amami! Why didn't you tell you were stuck with Takara Nemu in school? HE IS A FREAK! He's dumb and reckless and not to mention irresponsible. I mean you remember all of the times that he nearly got us killed? Right?" Fuyumi asked in a pleading voice.

"First off, Fu-chan, I never thought of it as almost dying but more of a fun trip with demons chasing us. Secondly, I was one that always crossed from safe to recklessly putting us in danger. Thirdly, Takara was the one who got us out of trouble." Amami said clearly annoyed and getting angry.

"But he didn't even visit even you when you were attacked by the Earth King." Fuyumi said meekly like a child giving up on an argument with their parent.

Amami grabbed Fuyumi by her shirt and lifted her up off the ground, "I don't care that Tak-chan didn't visit. Secondly, I am happy that my friends from the True Cross Monastery took of me and that the Okumaru Brothers made me feel like someone other than my mother cared about me at all." Amami then dropped Fuyumi as if to get appoint across, "I want to make this very clear, Fuyumi. I am not the little girl who screws up all the time; I'm Amami Kobayashi, high school and hopeless romantic. Do you understand me?"

Fuyumi nodded her head up and down. Everyone seemed shocked by the fact that Amami yet again acted like someone totally different all together. I can't help but to wonder if this going to happen whenever Amami remembers what happened when Amaimon attacked her.

"Amami?" I asked placing a hand on her right shoulder.

At that moment she fainted into me; Amami fell backwards in my arms as I caught her.

"Amami, why do you keep fainting like this?" I asked grumbling to the unconscious girl in my arms with tears running down her face.

Part Four: Amami's Prospective

I never thought that I could be so angry with Fuyumi but Amaimon threaten to get someone I cared about; I'm not stupid. Amaimon attacked me to get the monks at the monastery or worse Yukio or maybe even… I think straight. Everything is going black.

Not again. I will not remember! I refuse just let remember something good for once. Please, I am begging for a peaceful blackout. I don't want to remember. Please, have mercy.