(Areas with in ()s are thoughts from now on, as long as they are in the story)
Uriko was walking home with Kenji. Everything seemed normal, except that unshakeable feeling that something was wrong. Kenji walked her home, just like most days, and they talked just the same, as well. A completely normal day happened, even though Uriko's instincts told her it shouldn't be so. Uriko's mind screamed as she wondered what the heck was happening to her.
"Uriko," He asked suddenly, "everything ok?" "Huh," she laughed nervously and said, "Yeah, I guess I just have a case of bad nerves." Then they reached her front door and they had their good bye kiss, but something was different. His hand was carefully slipping under her shirt. Surprised by the sudden move, Uriko jumped back and nearly banged against the house.
"Kenji," she'd yelped in surprise. Kenji looked confused, but just stood there, waiting for her to calm down. "Kenji," she continued, "what-was-that?" "Sorry," he replied, "I just felt-" "Kenji..." Uriko growled, "We're OUTSIDE where ANYONE can see us...and you haven't even done more than hug and kiss me. That's to much..." Kenji just nodded, apologized, and left.
~Later~
"It was so strange," Uriko said to Alice, "He was trying to grope me or something...that's not like him..." "You're right," said Alice, "maybe its just puberty taking a strong toll on him?" "That still doesn't seem like Kenji..." Uriko replied, "I hope I didn't offend him." "Well if you did he's got problems," Alice answered in a quite serious tone. "And if he tries anything by force," Mitsuko cut in from the kitchen, "I'll be sure he learns a lesson." "Mom," Uriko groaned, "He's not like that...not at all." "I know dear," Mitsuko replied, "but you should be prepared for anything if he doesn't seem like himself."
~That Night~
Uriko sat staring at her bedroom ceiling. (I can't see this straight...) she thought (Kenji just isn't that type, but what Alice said could make sense. I still don't see it that way, though...could Kenji have been. I have to talk to him)
~Else Where~
Kenji sighed and plopped on to a couch. (I hope I didn't worry Uriko too much today. I'll probably pay for that later.) "Hey bro," called Yugo, "Something up?" "No," Kenji yelled back, "its ok!"
What Kenji didn't know was, he wasn't as ok as he thought. Someone was watching him from a nearby tree outside the window. A bit of moonlight shined off of an object that the person held, and it could be seen smirking. "Soon," it said, "We'll be seeing each other VERY soon...Kenji..."
Kenji looked out the window after thinking he heard something, but nothing was there to be seen. Kenji shook his head and sat down. "I think I am beginning to imagine things," he said to himself, "I'm becoming too nervous with this clone thing going on." At that he closed the shutters and went up to bed. The person in the tree followed, up the tree as well, not letting Kenji have a chance to escape its sights.
"You ARE mine Kenji," the person whispered to itself, "Ready to die?"
Uriko was walking home with Kenji. Everything seemed normal, except that unshakeable feeling that something was wrong. Kenji walked her home, just like most days, and they talked just the same, as well. A completely normal day happened, even though Uriko's instincts told her it shouldn't be so. Uriko's mind screamed as she wondered what the heck was happening to her.
"Uriko," He asked suddenly, "everything ok?" "Huh," she laughed nervously and said, "Yeah, I guess I just have a case of bad nerves." Then they reached her front door and they had their good bye kiss, but something was different. His hand was carefully slipping under her shirt. Surprised by the sudden move, Uriko jumped back and nearly banged against the house.
"Kenji," she'd yelped in surprise. Kenji looked confused, but just stood there, waiting for her to calm down. "Kenji," she continued, "what-was-that?" "Sorry," he replied, "I just felt-" "Kenji..." Uriko growled, "We're OUTSIDE where ANYONE can see us...and you haven't even done more than hug and kiss me. That's to much..." Kenji just nodded, apologized, and left.
~Later~
"It was so strange," Uriko said to Alice, "He was trying to grope me or something...that's not like him..." "You're right," said Alice, "maybe its just puberty taking a strong toll on him?" "That still doesn't seem like Kenji..." Uriko replied, "I hope I didn't offend him." "Well if you did he's got problems," Alice answered in a quite serious tone. "And if he tries anything by force," Mitsuko cut in from the kitchen, "I'll be sure he learns a lesson." "Mom," Uriko groaned, "He's not like that...not at all." "I know dear," Mitsuko replied, "but you should be prepared for anything if he doesn't seem like himself."
~That Night~
Uriko sat staring at her bedroom ceiling. (I can't see this straight...) she thought (Kenji just isn't that type, but what Alice said could make sense. I still don't see it that way, though...could Kenji have been. I have to talk to him)
~Else Where~
Kenji sighed and plopped on to a couch. (I hope I didn't worry Uriko too much today. I'll probably pay for that later.) "Hey bro," called Yugo, "Something up?" "No," Kenji yelled back, "its ok!"
What Kenji didn't know was, he wasn't as ok as he thought. Someone was watching him from a nearby tree outside the window. A bit of moonlight shined off of an object that the person held, and it could be seen smirking. "Soon," it said, "We'll be seeing each other VERY soon...Kenji..."
Kenji looked out the window after thinking he heard something, but nothing was there to be seen. Kenji shook his head and sat down. "I think I am beginning to imagine things," he said to himself, "I'm becoming too nervous with this clone thing going on." At that he closed the shutters and went up to bed. The person in the tree followed, up the tree as well, not letting Kenji have a chance to escape its sights.
"You ARE mine Kenji," the person whispered to itself, "Ready to die?"