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Chapter Two
I stood outside the front of my house with my suitcases full of my memories. The members of the TAC stood in front of me.
"Come back soon, Momiji," Takeuchi said, giving me a hug.
"I will," I said, pasting a fake smile on my face. I was screaming inside, I didn't want to leave. I turned to Matsudaira. "I'll miss you."
"Oh, dear," she said and hugged me. "I'll miss you, too. We all will."
"Momiji," Kome said, putting her hand on my head. "I'll miss ya, kiddo."
"I'll miss you, too." I said, and then Yaegashi stood in front of me.
"Take care of yourself," he said, and wrapped his arms around me. "And if you ever need help with computers, ask me."
"I will," I said. "I'll miss you."
He let go and now it was Kunikida's turn to say goodbye. He was the one that cared most of all. He was always there when I need help; he even took a bullet for me. And now I was leaving, never to return.
"Momiji," he said, holding back his tears. "Make sure you be careful and stay safe."
"I will," I replied and hugged him. "I'll miss you, Mr. Kunikida."
"I will miss you too, Momiji." He said.
And just like that, I let go of my memories and my friends. No, they were more than friends, they were my family. I let go of him and waved goodbye and got inside the taxi. I watched as they slipped away, little by little, as we drove off. I wanted to jump out of the car, but I couldn't, my heart wouldn't let me. So, I was reduced to only imagining it.
I hated knowing I wouldn't be able to come back and that I wouldn't be able to see them ever again. I wasn't only leaving my best friends, I was also leaving the place I ever really known. I will miss the loud noises, the traffic, crowds of people, and the beach. I will miss it all…
As we drove through the countryside, I looked out the window. But, as I looked I thought I saw a figure standing in a path in the woods. I strained my eyes to try to make out the figure. I noticed a red cloak and black pants. I placed my palm on the window as he stared at me. "Kusanagi…" I whispered. I reached for the door handle, but I stopped when the red light turned green and we were off again. I sighed in disappointment and slid back in the seat.
I closed my eyes and felt his breath still warm on my neck. I looked forward to this every night. I couldn't wait to have his body close to mine, close enough to feel his heart beat next to mine. And in the morning, I woke to see his sweet child-like face looking back at mine. If only those blissful moments lasted forever… That's all I have left to remember about him, that was actually good. Now I could only dream about those nights, because just like him, they faded away to some place unknown.
Finally, we arrived in Izumo. I paid the driver and got my suitcases out of the drunk. Green tea and cherry blossoms filled the air. This was what I remembered the most. I smiled when I saw my mother sweeping off the porch and my grandmother was probably at the shrine.
"Mom," I said, resting my bags on the ground.
She looked up and ran towards me. "Momiji!"
She wrapped her arms around me and squeezed me. This was what I missed. I realized that this was what I missed, my mother.
"Oh, Momiji," she said, and let go of me. "You're turning out to be such a beautiful girl."
"Thank you, mom." I said.
"Come on, let's get you settled in," she said and led me into the house.
I unpacked my clothes and put all my belongings in place. It was just they way I left it. My bed had the same blankets and the same stuffed animals arranged perfectly, it still had the same aroma of potpourri, and the sun's light still sprayed it's light around the room.
I sat down at my desk and pulled one of the drawers open. It was still there, my diary. I pulled it out and set it on the desk. I opened it and began to read it.
"Dear Diary,
Today, when I came home from school, I couldn't shake the feeling of someone watching me. It's as if someone was spying on me as I walked down the path through the woods. Everyday I feel as if someone is calling me, wanting me to come to them. But, I have no idea who or what it is. I just hope it doesn't hurt my mom, grandmother, and me. I don't know what I would to without them. Well I have to go, or else my moms going to yell…
-Momiji-"
I never knew how right I was…
To be continued...
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Chapter Two
I stood outside the front of my house with my suitcases full of my memories. The members of the TAC stood in front of me.
"Come back soon, Momiji," Takeuchi said, giving me a hug.
"I will," I said, pasting a fake smile on my face. I was screaming inside, I didn't want to leave. I turned to Matsudaira. "I'll miss you."
"Oh, dear," she said and hugged me. "I'll miss you, too. We all will."
"Momiji," Kome said, putting her hand on my head. "I'll miss ya, kiddo."
"I'll miss you, too." I said, and then Yaegashi stood in front of me.
"Take care of yourself," he said, and wrapped his arms around me. "And if you ever need help with computers, ask me."
"I will," I said. "I'll miss you."
He let go and now it was Kunikida's turn to say goodbye. He was the one that cared most of all. He was always there when I need help; he even took a bullet for me. And now I was leaving, never to return.
"Momiji," he said, holding back his tears. "Make sure you be careful and stay safe."
"I will," I replied and hugged him. "I'll miss you, Mr. Kunikida."
"I will miss you too, Momiji." He said.
And just like that, I let go of my memories and my friends. No, they were more than friends, they were my family. I let go of him and waved goodbye and got inside the taxi. I watched as they slipped away, little by little, as we drove off. I wanted to jump out of the car, but I couldn't, my heart wouldn't let me. So, I was reduced to only imagining it.
I hated knowing I wouldn't be able to come back and that I wouldn't be able to see them ever again. I wasn't only leaving my best friends, I was also leaving the place I ever really known. I will miss the loud noises, the traffic, crowds of people, and the beach. I will miss it all…
As we drove through the countryside, I looked out the window. But, as I looked I thought I saw a figure standing in a path in the woods. I strained my eyes to try to make out the figure. I noticed a red cloak and black pants. I placed my palm on the window as he stared at me. "Kusanagi…" I whispered. I reached for the door handle, but I stopped when the red light turned green and we were off again. I sighed in disappointment and slid back in the seat.
I closed my eyes and felt his breath still warm on my neck. I looked forward to this every night. I couldn't wait to have his body close to mine, close enough to feel his heart beat next to mine. And in the morning, I woke to see his sweet child-like face looking back at mine. If only those blissful moments lasted forever… That's all I have left to remember about him, that was actually good. Now I could only dream about those nights, because just like him, they faded away to some place unknown.
Finally, we arrived in Izumo. I paid the driver and got my suitcases out of the drunk. Green tea and cherry blossoms filled the air. This was what I remembered the most. I smiled when I saw my mother sweeping off the porch and my grandmother was probably at the shrine.
"Mom," I said, resting my bags on the ground.
She looked up and ran towards me. "Momiji!"
She wrapped her arms around me and squeezed me. This was what I missed. I realized that this was what I missed, my mother.
"Oh, Momiji," she said, and let go of me. "You're turning out to be such a beautiful girl."
"Thank you, mom." I said.
"Come on, let's get you settled in," she said and led me into the house.
I unpacked my clothes and put all my belongings in place. It was just they way I left it. My bed had the same blankets and the same stuffed animals arranged perfectly, it still had the same aroma of potpourri, and the sun's light still sprayed it's light around the room.
I sat down at my desk and pulled one of the drawers open. It was still there, my diary. I pulled it out and set it on the desk. I opened it and began to read it.
"Dear Diary,
Today, when I came home from school, I couldn't shake the feeling of someone watching me. It's as if someone was spying on me as I walked down the path through the woods. Everyday I feel as if someone is calling me, wanting me to come to them. But, I have no idea who or what it is. I just hope it doesn't hurt my mom, grandmother, and me. I don't know what I would to without them. Well I have to go, or else my moms going to yell…
-Momiji-"
I never knew how right I was…
To be continued...
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