This is so boring, she thought to herself as her eyes went out of focus. Oh, wonderful, allergies, she added to herself, sarcastically.
Some soft notes from a flute played through Suki's mind.
Wow! Somebody in the band room is really talented! she thought, letting her mind wander once again from the bores of everyday life.
She found herself humming softly along with the beautiful melody.
"Miss Mizu!" said an angry voice.
Suki stopped humming and looked up at the annoyed face of her history teacher, Miss Akai. She stood up, out of her chair and bowed apologetically.
"I'm sorry, Miss Akai! I promise, it won't happen again!"
"Good to hear, but how about answering the question?"
Suki dug at the linoleum floor with her foot.
"What was the question, again?"
"Never mind. I'll have to ask somebody who PAYS ATTENTION!"
Suki sat back down, scolding herself for daydreaming. She ignored the snickering students and bit her tongue on purpose. She breathed a sigh of relief as the bell rang.
"Don't forget! The final test is tomorrow!" Miss Akai called after her students as they all left.
Suki walked to her locker, her head hung low. She crammed all her homework into her bag and slammed the locker shut. Behind where the door had been was the smiling face of her best friend.
"Hi, Cyter," she said.
"Hi, Suki!" he replied.
"I'm stuck at the library tonight. How about you?"
"The same."
"Miss Akai is very pissed off at me."
"Why?"
"I was daydreaming."
"About what?"
"OK, it was more like humming along with a talented band student's song on the flute."
The two walked through the halls of the school, the slowest among the other students, rushing to get home.
For about a half hour, they walked the streets of Tokyo, chatting idly. When they got to the library, they stopped talking. They climbed up the huge stone steps and opened the doors. When they stepped inside, they headed towards the History section.
Grabbing a few books off the shelves, they sat down at a table. Suki couldn't help but notice, out of the corner of her eye, a man with short blonde hair, holding a girl's hair ribbon. As she jotted down names and dates, she yawned. Her hand slipped and she dropped her pencil, which rolled into another room.
Suki sighed. She stood up and walked after it. As she picked it up, she looked around.
Some of these books look really old and rare, she thought to herself.
She noticed one on the floor. She picked it up.
"Shi Jin Ten Shi Sho," she read off the cover, quietly.
Where have I read that name before, she asked herself, silently.
"Cyter," she called to him quietly.
He joined her in the room.
"What is it?"
"A really old book. What else?"
Suki opened it, and Cyter sat down next to her. They started to read. Before they got far, a light enveloped them. The walls, floor, and ceiling of the room, along with it's contents, disappeared.
Suki and Cyter fell, screaming, onto a pile of hay in a field. The only person there, a farmer, walked over to them.
"Hey, are you kids all right?" he asked.
"Yes, but where are we?" asked Suki.
"You're in Sailo."