N/A Surprise Bitch,

Thought you'd seen the last of me

(imsorryihadto)

So I've actually been writing and trying to right in advance. I'm on Chapter 41 right now, So I'll update it now on a weekly basis until I probably run dry again. Let's just see, though!

PREVIOUSLY ON I ATE YOUR LLAMA:

"Rin, I miss having breakfast with you guys everyday" I whispered a bit quietly.

"I promise on your birthday we'll all be together, okay?" He said softly with a smile.

NOW:

The next morning was quite thrilling. I had gathered enough money to get to America, with Mephisto's help and with the help from Aiko and his wonderful mother, and the next day I was finally allowed to leave. Don't think I forgot about my Father's letter and necklace, although. I do, and I was going to save reading that for when I got on the flight back to America.

I had made my way to the breakfast area and, oh so surprisingly, Yukio was no where to be seen. Rin wasn't either. It brought down my mood to nearly zero, where depression took it's place, but I just took the free time opportunity to go seek out Mephisto. I needed to discuss this exam shit he didn't bother talking to me about. I mean, I know it was three whole months away and I'll be back in at least two or less, but I still want to know why he didn't discuss that issue with me.

My legs walked me to his office in which I knocked, yet he didn't answer. When I checked to see if he was in there, he was not. I let out a deep sigh and headed back to my room where I decided I'd just check later.

Returning to my dorm room, I found Uisce with a grin on his face as he was in his human form. I had turned him before I left since he insisted he had things to do today. There was a red gift and white see through ribbon wrapped around it

"Happy Birthday!" He cheered.

I had forgotten my own birthday. That was surely upsetting but I put on a believable mask "Jesus Christ, Uis, I hope it's not a gift card to the Pet store down the street just so you could get another squeaky toy" I laughed.

He puffed his cheeks "Just open it!" He insisted.

I complied and took the gift from his hands. It was really heavy for such a small thing, which brought some worry. I slowly unwrapped the gift then took off the top of the box, only to drop it when I saw what was inside. When I grabbed the gift from out of it, I then dropped the rest of the box so I could cradle the gift.

It was an egg trinket that was beautifully decorated, vines surrounding the outside with windows and a small golden tip, stairs leading into it where it was carved out. Inside the egg was a very detailed ballroom, and a tiny chandelier. The egg was big enough to fit snugly in both of my hands. "This is amazing Usice" I gasped.

"I made it myself. I've known how to sculpt for a very long time, in the older days I learned much of sculpting from jars and bowls I gathered as offerings from a small village. A nice old woman taught me how to carve until the day she died. The design reminded me of a couple I remember, but it obviously wasn't a ballroom. They used to create these bowls and paint the insides as if it was the interior of a building while the outside was, obviously, the exterior. Beautiful work they did..." He explained with a smile.

I wrapped my arms around him, gripping the back of the egg with one hand "Really, thank you Uisce. It's the best present ever"

He laughed "Better than going to Chuck'E Cheeses last year?"

I chuckled "Yes, definitely better. Just by a landslid though, so don't give yourself too much credit" I joked.

I didn't train that day, instead we went out to eat. He didn't question why the Okumura's, or anyone for that reason, showed up. Aiko didn't because I hadn't told him my birthday.

Neither Okumura's had shown up nor any classmates, and so I found myself falling asleep to the feeling of abandonment. Maybe they finally got tired of me.

The next day I woke up to my belongings all put back to where they were originally before Mephsito confiscated them. I cheered and jumped around before gathering them all up for packing. Well, not all of it, just things I needed. My laptop, which I was surprisingly able to afford, my Nook, my drawing utensils and drawing pad, sets of clothes for each day of the week(actuallyjustshovedawholebunchofdifferentshitin)then finally my money and passport.

Uisce was up by that time, and I firmly told him a couple days ago he couldn't come along. He still insisted until I told him no a lot more roughly than I should have. I wrote a note to the Okumura's and the rest of everyone else, just eager to leave. Uisce was to stay with the Okumura's before I returned since I just couldn't break his seal. I had to give it to Rin, so I just went ahead and took it from my desk, then put it along with the note I left.

Before I forgot, I grabbed my Dad's letter and necklace. I didn't dare put on the necklace, though. Maybe part of the reason why I was eager was so I could just leave and read what my dad wrote me. It made my chest ache when I thought about how he wrote it just for me.

I took off from the room, kissing Uisce goodbye and giving him emergency numbers and my phone . I didn't want to be bothered when I got over to America. I knew I was going to have enough drama on my plate with just coming back. I then headed straight to the airport. The money Mephisto helped out on was on a credit card, in which he gave me way too much then what he was suppose to give me. He didn't forget to also give me a credit card stocked up on good ol'merican cash. Again, way too much than I needed in which I nearly choked when I realized how much was on it. I could buy the fucking White House with the shit.

So, a couple of hours later I was sitting comfortably on my flight back to the dreaded place I once called home. Washington. It was a sickening filling in my stomach thinking about all my old "friends" and bosses and customers, it was horrifying. But I surprisingly felt somewhat confident of coming home. I was looking forward to it. It was still I was born and raised there, so I continued to find myself holding a love hate relationship with my home town.

I blocked out my thoughts of home, everyone I'll see again, confronting the police officer, the kid I was with, everything, then convinced myself all that was important was the letter in front of me.

I opened the beaten letter.

NEXT TIME ON I ARE YOUR LLAMA:

Dear Bumble,