Disclaimer : SD and all their bishies belong to Takehiko Inoue, not me.. if they were mine, I'd make them more kawaii! (if that is possible)

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The Story Of Sendoh Akira and I Chapter Two Ten Years Later

I felt extremely restless as I sat in the chair of our family plane. I was just so excited! Its been eight years since I had moved away from Japan. We had migrated to England due to my dear Father's job. We never forgot about that time when I ran away, of course. Akira and I told our parents about it and after that, I have never heard them fight or argue at all.

However, 6 months later, Akira and his family moved somewhere else and I lost all contact with him when I migrated. That's why I couldn't sit still. I was going back to Japan.. and I could find Akira again!

There was only 10 more minutes till touchdown. I really began to be fidgety. But I couldn't do anything about it so I just sat still, with my seatbelt buckled, and waited.

Three hours later, I was in my new home at last. I flopped down on my bed. I looked around at the decorations. I had picked out whatever I wanted for decorations one year before and had designed the room myself so I was already feeling very much at home. I had also sent in all my belongings except for the traveling needs just before the flight. It came here by express mail and my maids (yes, mine. I have my own servant girls to attend to me. Rich, right?) had apparently put everything in the way I had asked them to.

I took a long bath and then enjoyed myself in the jacuzzi while reading a book. Then, after one hour, I got out and got dressed formally for dinner. I went downstairs and greeted my most respectful parents and began eating dinner with them, after saying our Grace of course. I shall not describe it for it shall only make your mouth water for food that you can never taste.

After dinner, I went upstairs and changed again, but this time into a jeans skirt and a black tank top as well as a light, white cashmere and cotton jacket that I zipped only halfway through. I went out into town and just walked around. Many people stared at me. I wonder why.

Okay, so I'll admit I'm quite beautiful. I have knee-length raven black hair that was tied into a high ponytail by a white ribbon, extremely pale and almost white skin and I was tall and also had a very shapely but slim body. The features on my face are like this: my face is oval, my chin pointy, my nose long and delicate, my lips red as roses and my teeth all straight and pearly white, my cheeks were tinged slightly pink all the time and my eyes.. Well, lets just say that my eyes were the most unique part of me. They were large and pale lavender. I had inherited them from my paternal grandmother.

I was really bored, so I decided to go home. However, just as I was turning about one corner, I saw someone who was rather familiar.. He had the same blue eyes and cheery smile Akira always had on. He even had the same spiky hairstyle like the young Akira I knew. Then, my driver came with the limousine. Many people stared at me as I got in it. I didn't care. For the strange man had disappeared the moment I took my eyes off him. So I just went straight home.

I immediately washed up and changed into my silk nightgown. I climbed into my lovely soft and warm King-sized bed with the lavender satin hangings all around them. I switched off the light and immediately tried to sleep. I was going to school tomorrow whether my parents liked or not. Why? Because I was going to Ryonan High School. And that's where I heard Akira was going. And so I slept peacefully, happily anticipating the next day, when I could finally find Sendoh Akira.