Psychic Detective Yakumo

Well, it's about to be three am in the morning, but to be honest, I'm not tired at all. This is a terrible sleeping habit of mine. I know I'm going to have trouble breaking it when I go back to school. But, whatever. I'll probably end up watching anime after I update this story. This is my summer life.

Anyways, I would like to thank all my readers, reviewers, followers, ect.! Please excuse my grammatical errors and I hope this chapter meets your expectations.

Won't Give Up

Chapter 20 - Dream

Standing in front of her new classroom, Haruka stared at the many rows of empty seats. Her heart was pounding loudly and her hands were shaking nervously. She still couldn't believe it. She still couldn't believe that she was actually there. Haruka checked the time on her watch and realized that maybe she had gotten there a bit too early. She wasn't able to get a wink of sleep because of her nervousness and because she couldn't stop thinking about Yakumo.

Haruka sighed as she looked down at her new empty desk. She traced her fingers along the edges while her thoughts transferred to her husband. Everything was so hard on her. She always had to do everything on her own. She never had his support. How was she suppose to go on living like that? She always told herself to remain positive and to have faith, but there was only so much she could handle.

Placing her hands over her cheeks, Haruka decided to shake away her depression. She needed to focus and worry about her new job. She couldn't let her personal life and personal issues interfere with her work. Holding out a fist of determination, Haruka walked in front of her desk and stood firm. It wasn't long before she started hearing chatter outside in the hallways. She could hear voices and laughter that clearly belonged to the students. Haruka gulped, locking her knees.

What if her students didn't like her? What if she wasn't good enough for them? What if she messed up? Haruka bit her lip as she looked down at the ground. She wasn't prepared for this. She wanted to go back running to her elementary school. She wanted to work alongside her friends, Hana and Naoki. How was she suppose to make it on her own without them? She didn't know anyone in that high school. She was completely alone.

Suddenly, a student walked inside the classroom. She was pretty short, but Haruka could really see her face because of her bangs and glasses. She came in quietly and placed her bag on top of a particular desk that was leaning against the wall. Haruka wanted to greet her, but she didn't know how to start. She didn't know what to say and to make things worse, her mouth had just gone completely dry. "Umm..."

The girl snapped her head toward her. She stared at her with suspicion, pushing her glasses back and leaning herself forward a bit. She looked at her from head to toe and Haruka couldn't help but feel intimidated. "Who are you?" The girl asked in a low serious voice. She crossed her hands as her eyes kept on staring. "Are you a new student? Why aren't you in uniform?"

Haruka felt her eyebrow twitch, but she tried not to let that comment get her down. Did she really look that young? How was she suppose to have authority if she was confused for a teenager? Haruka let out a small laugh even though it was completely fake. "You're mistaken. I'm not a student." Haruka told her with a smile and she hoped the girl didn't notice her voice cracking. "I'm your new teacher, Haruka Saitou. It's a pleasure to meet you."

The girl stared at her a bit surprised and Haruka was glad when she heard her apologize. "I'm terribly sorry, I had no idea. Please forgive me, Saitou-sensei." She bowed a little, but when she stood up straight again, her face stiffened. "I'm Seiya Takamatsu, Class Representative and Captain of the Tennis Club. If there's anything you need help with, Sensei, I'm the one you should ask. Please don't hesitate."

"Thank you very much, Takamatsu-san." Haruka replied with some joy as she watched the girl sit down. Takamatsu didn't say anything else after that since she pulled out a book from her bag and started to read. Haruka stared at her for a couple of seconds and she hoped, from the bottom of her heart, that the rest of her students would be as nice and as disciplined as her. Haruka sighed as she looked out the door. She would just have to wait and see.

A couple of minutes ticked by before the class was filled with teenage students. Some were loud and energetic while others were quiet and reserved like Takamatsu. Haruka quietly watched them, observing their movements. It had been such a long time since she had been inside a high school. Her years as a high student weren't so grateful, though and she hated thinking about them.

When the bell finally rang, Haruka watched as the students started to calm down a little. They sat down in their proper seats and they finally turned to look in her direction. Haruka gulped for the millionth time, feeling a wave of eyes suddenly staring at her. She smiled at them, but she could feel her nervousness coming back. What was she suppose to say next? How was she suppose to introduce herself? She was barely able to speak with one student alone. How was she suppose to talk to thirty students who were looking at her like if she was crazy? It was then that she decided to make her introduction short and simple.

"Good Morning." Haruka greeted them before she quickly cleared her throat. She hoped she wouldn't feel so nervous tomorrow. There was no way she would be able to go through the same process twice. "I'm Haruka Saitou and from this day on, I will be your new homeroom teacher. I look forward to teaching you all."

The class sat in silence and Haruka wished she could rewind time to the day she had spoken with the principal. She didn't want to be there. It was clear she didn't belong there. Haruka could feel her heart pounding loudly as her palms suddenly started to sweat. So far, things weren't looking too good for her. Some students did give her a small smile, but most of them didn't really care. Haruka couldn't really blame them. They had probably gone through so many teachers that they probably didn't care who was up there talking.

Haruka walked back behind her desk and pulled out the attendance sheet they had given her earlier before. She slowly and bravely started taking attendance and whenever she called a name, she made sure to learn their face as well. She wanted to get to get to know them and she hoped she would be able to get along with everyone. When she was finished, Haruka was a bit surprised to see that only two students were absent.

She placed the attendance sheet down and grabbed a stack of worksheets the teacher staff had also given her. Apparently, the students were suppose to work on the worksheet. They had given her a lesson plan for that week, giving her each specific detail on what she was suppose to teach. Haruka looked up at her students with the stack of papers in her hands. She could see them getting impatient, but she tried not to let their aura bother her.

Before Haruka had a chance to speak, the door suddenly slid open. Haruka quickly turned her head and the entire class suddenly got a bit chaotic. They starting talking and commenting about the boy who was now standing by the doorway. He was tall, probably taller than her, and his long black hair covered part of his eyes. His uniform was on him sloppy and he didn't have his handbag. "Sorry I'm late. My alarm didn't go off again. That thing is probably broken."

"Don't let it happen again. Take your seat." Haruka told him, but her voice didn't come out as mean as she had hoped. The boy glared at her before he let out a small groan. He slammed the door shut and walked over to a desk that was located in the very back. He slumped himself down in his seat before he lazily turned to look at her again. "Tell me what your name is."

A smirk formed on his face as he leaned back on his chair. Haruka tried to keep her calm, but her feet automatically took a step back. "Kaoru Miyazaki." He suddenly said to her in a voice full of sarcasm. "So, who are you? What makes you think you can tell me what to do?"

Haruka's jaw almost dropped since she couldn't believe that boy's rudeness. She wondered if he treated all his previous teachers like that. "Haruka Saitou. I'm your new instructor and I will not tolerate that sort of disrespect. Do you understand, Miyazaki-san?"

"Well, then," He began while everyone else stared at him. "It's nice meeting you, Saitou-sensei. You just entered the class of doom."

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The cherry blossoms were in bloom and they filled the air with the most beautiful aroma. They were taking a walk underneath the starry sky and she seemed as happy as ever. She had no idea what was coming to her, though. She had no idea the surprise that was waiting for her. He smiled to himself as he thought about her happy face.

"It's so beautiful here. It's so quiet and peaceful. Look at all the stars that are outside today. It's simply amazing." She told him as she stopped walking. She waited for him to catch up before she continued on talking. "Why did you bring me here? You said that there was something you wanted to talk to me about, but you haven't said anything. Did something happen?"

He shook his head and continued on walking. How should he tell her? How should he ask her? He had been pondering about it all night. He had been thinking about all day. "Everything's fine."

"Then, what it is it?" She asked him again, but he stayed silent. He stopped when he stood in front of the lake. The wind was getting a bit restless, but it was cooling him down. It made him feel relaxed and made all his worries go away. "It's so beautiful, isn't it? Look at how the moon reflects so perfectly on the water. I love it here."

He turned to look at her and another small smile formed on his face. She wasn't the prettiest thing in the world. She wasn't the smartest person either. In fact, she was pretty clumsy and she always spoke without thinking. She always made a big a fuss over the smallest of things and she always cried for the most insignificant reasons. Still, she cared about him a lot and she was always there for him. She never left his side despite his coldness. "Aren't you cold?"

"It's a bit chilly, but I'm fine." She told him, but he ignored her. He took off his coat and handed it to her. She looked at him with confusion before a slight blush formed on her face. She smiled at him before she slowly took the coat from his hands. She wore it, but he could see embarrassment written all over her face. She was clearly not used to his kindness and he wasn't used to it either. "Thank you, Yakumo-kun."

He nodded as he turned back to look up at the sky. He was ready. He had everything he was going to say inside his head. There was no turning back anymore. If he didn't say it, he would only end up losing her. "There's something for you in one of those pockets."

"Huh? Something for me?" She stated a bit confused as she started looking around for the pockets on his coat. She placed her hand inside the right pocket and he watched as her eyes widen a little. With a shocked face, she slowly pulled out a small black box. She looked at it a bit curiously before she turned to look at him. "What is it? Should I open it?"

"You really are a knucklehead." He told her, making her pout. He grabbed the box from her hands and slowly opened it to show her the ring that was inside. She immediately gasped, placing her hands over her mouth. She stared at the ring with disbelief, as tears threaten to come out. "Haruka Ozawa, will you be my wife?"

"I can't believe this!" She told him as she shook her head back and forth. She was really crying now and his heart was pounding like crazy. "You actually want to marry a person like me?! Are you sure you don't have a fever or something? You aren't playing around with me?"

He sighed, but he managed to give her a small smile. "I wouldn't play with something like this, you airhead. So give me an answer to my question."

"I do! Of course I do!" She told him loudly as the tears continued to crawl down her face. He took her hand and he slowly placed the ring on her finger. Finally. She belonged to him. "I love you so much, Yakumo-kun! This makes me so happy! I never thought you would ask me something like this!"

He didn't say anything and instead he slowly cupped her face with his hand. He leaned toward her until his lips were pressed against hers. It was decided. He was going to spend the rest of his life with Haruka Ozawa. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her in closer like if he never wanted to let go.

Yakumo suddenly flashed his eyes opened. As he slowly sat up, he could feel a strange ache forming inside his chest. He knew why, though. He knew why he was feeling that way. He had had that dream again, the dream that was about the day he had proposed to her. Yakumo rubbed his eyes before he started looking around.

He was in Gotou's office. He had probably fallen asleep at some point during the night. They were suppose to be investigating the disappearance of a small girl, but in the end, they ended up slacking off and they both ended up falling asleep. Yakumo could hear Gotou's snoring from across the room. He was leaning back on his chair quite comfortably with his feet all over his desk.

Yawning, Yakumo pulled out his cellphone to check the time. It was about to be nine in the morning and that fact, immediately made him think of her. He wondered if she was in school already and he wondered how everything was going.

He wondered if she was okay.

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