I'm back again!!! It's me, Reia-chan! Hope minna-san enjoyed the first chapter because here comes the next! Thanks by the way to all of you who reviewed. *bows*
Disclaimer: I don't own Angelic Layer. CLAMP does and I respectfully respect them.
Note: A few OOCs are present here to create the right story. But don't worry, some things change as the story moves.
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~ Ame Agari ~
Fui ni Guzen Surechigau :: We meet by accident
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"Otosan, Hayaku! Mitte mitte!!!" a cheerful 5-year-old young girl with brown hair cried. She was sewing a doll's dress then grinned once she finished it. She held it out high and cried again, "Otosan, mitte!!!"
"Hai, hai. Daijiobu. I can see that," the short black haired man told her as he lovingly patted her daughter on her small head. "That's quite a beautiful dress. Is that for Hikaru or for you?" he teased her.
"Mou, Otosan," the child ungratefully pouted. "It's for Hikaru! This won't fit on me!" (The 'Hikaru' here is not Misaki's stepsister, 'Hikaru'. The doll's name is just Hikaru.)
Love and laughter filled the atmosphere inside the room.
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From the dream she didn't want to end, Misaki woke up. "Where am I?…" she softly asked herself. Her vision was still blurry.
"Good. You're finally awake," a voice said above her face. "Daijiobu. We're at an inn."
Rubbing her eyes, her vision slowly cleared revealing the silhouette's face. The boy had a dark green hair and had eyes of blue. Plus, he's wearing a delicate and friendly smile.
"I hope you're already feeling well," the boy said.
Misaki was been staring at the boy's face. Surprisingly, she realized that he was someone he knew, "He's that cute guy that I saw as I was staring at those fancy dresses!" She also realized that she'd been lying on his lap so she immediately sat up blushing. She then felt the coat placed above her.
"Is this yours?" she asked him as she tried to neatly give it back.
The boy slowly pushed it back towards her chest and said, "You may return that once we see each other again. It's still raining outside and I'm sure you'll need something to shelter yourself with."
"A-Arigato…" Misaki softly said as she tightly embraced it close to her chest blushing slightly. She'd never expect that a cute guy like him would lend his coat to someone like her. She also noticed that her clothes were different from the ones that she'd worn before. It made her cheeks turn red. She asked nervously as she stared at the blue dress she's wearing, "Ah… ano… eto… Why am I wearing this???"
He placed his hand behind his head, "You were soaked by the rain so we need to take off your wet clothes or you'll get sick… Don't get me wrong! The lady down stares was the one who changed your clothing. But I was the one who bought that dress you're wearing." He was also blushing, embarrassed, so he turned away, "Plus, you may have that. Nobody will be able to wear that in the pal-… place were I live."
She gratefully smiled placing her hand on her chest, "Arigato. You've been very kind to me though we're still strangers."
The boy smiled, "Not anymore because I'll be asking for you name… Would you please give me your name?"
"Ehh?!?" she was surprised.
He laughed a little, "Daijiobu! I won't harm you or anything. I just want to know who you are."
"Mi-Misaki," she hesitantly stammered.
"Misaki? Then I suppose this is yours," he told her as he picked up a red umbrella leaning against a wall and showed it to her.
She claimed recognizing her umbrella that had her name written at its handle, "Yes. That belongs to me." She took it from him placing it on her lap.
"Oh yeah, call me Oujiro," he dearly smiled at her.
"Oujiro-san…" she softly whispered to herself. After a few moments, she started to inquire him, "Why am I here by the way??? What happened???"
Still standing before her, he answered calmly, "You collapsed under the rain. Good thing I passed by and saw you."
"I see…" she said. Misaki realized something remembering it, "Oh no, the dress!!!"
"What's wrong? What's with the dress???" Oujiro asked curiously.
She answered, "My sister's dress was stolen by a thief and I was running after him until I collapsed under the rain." She worriedly thought, "Shimatta! I'd be done for once they know about it!!! What to do, what to do?!?"
By that time, Oujiro frowned, concerned about her trouble. He wanted to go and help her find the thief but it would be useless– The thief had already gone somewhere.
He inquired her, "Do you know what the dress looked like?"
Misaki shook her head, "Gomen. The box was sealed and I don't want to try peeking in it…"
"I see…"
But then, another hope came when he saw a cloaked man outside the window. The man was running under the rain looking for something or someone.
"That's right!" Oujiro thought colliding his fist with his other hand. He gladly told Misaki, "Wait here! I'll be back right away!"
"Huh???" Misaki wondered as he dashed out of the room. She then shrugged and waited for him as she thought.
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Oujiro quickly went out of the inn and called out at the wandering man, "Wizard! Over here!"
The cloaked person turned to his direction then ran towards him. They were under the shaded front of the inn as Wizard took off the hood. He lowly told the prince, "Oujiro, it's time for us to get back to the palace. My magic won't hold long enough."
"Of course. But before that…" Oujiro grinned mischievously. "… I've got another request for you."
Wizard shook his head at his antics smiling, "Yare, yare… So, what would it be?"
"It's just simple," the young prince told him. "I want you to conjure up a beautiful dress inside a box."
Wizard blinked staring at the young prince and wondering what came into Oujiro, requesting for such, "Huh? What? A dress? But how?" Oujiro just gave him a glare, which was saying '*Ahem* You're a mage aren't you?'
Wizard sweatdropped, "I mean for whom? And how am I supposed to know what the dress should look like?"
Oujiro pointed out Misaki who was near the window, "Just like the dress that girl is thinking at the moment."
"How about the proportions?" Wizard asked next.
"Just as the lady she's supposed to give the dress to. Now do it!"
Wizard did what the prince ordered him. He first spun around making sure that no witness, except for the prince, was on sight then he took off his cloak flatly placing it on a wooden table. Oujiro watched careful what he was doing. The young mage then placed one hand on the cloak and, with the snap of his fingers, a cornered lump appeared. He nimbly took the cloak away revealing a wide box, at the same time putting the cloak around him again.
"Remember the dress would be fully woven when-"
"Thanks, Wizard! I owe you a lot!" snatching the box, Oujiro sprinted back inside the room where he left Misaki.
"- she handed it over to the lady she's supposed to give it to…" Wizard continued, fading. He then shrugged and smiled. He was really fun of the prince's behavior.
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Giving up, Misaki was about to stand up and leave the room when Oujiro finally came back. Catching his breath, he paused by the door then walked towards her. He gave her the box.
"What's that???" Misaki asked in confusion as she stared at the box.
He sat beside her, still holding the box before him, "It was really a coincidence that a friend of mine got back the dress that the thief had stolen from you." His lies were covered up by his smile.
(A/N: Just think that the box right now is the same as the white one before. Forgot to state that it's common white. I mean, the box.)
"Who's this friend of yours?" Misaki asked staring at him in the eyes.
"Ii kara ii kara… The good thing is you could already give the dress to your sister without worry." (Reia: 'Ii kara' means 'Don't mind'.)
Misaki gladly took it. Finally, she was relieved. A bright smile finally got to shine again on her face, "Onegai, tell your friend that I'm very grateful for bringing it back."
"No worries," he plainly told her.
Misaki then stood up saying, "I better leave. It's pretty late. They must've been back by now. Thanks again, o-ou-" as she put on the coat.
"Oujiro," he continued as the side of his lips contracted to a smile.
Her smile widened. She then gave a bow of courtesy and said before leaving, "Thanks again, Oujiro-san!"
"Aa…" Oujiro nodded his head.
"Bye!" Misaki waved as she went out of the room.
Once the young girl left, a thick puff of smoke appeared next to Oujiro making him turn to it. As the smoke dispersed, a figure emerged.
"May we go now…" the young mage paused then continued, "… dear prince?"
"All right," Oujiro seriously said as Wizard took off his cloak and placed it on him.
"You have to wear this," Wizard told him. (Reia: Onegai, no Shounen-ai or Yaoi!.)
"Hai. Arigato, Wizard…" he expressed patting Wizard's hand, which was on his shoulder's.
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The pale moon slept over the dark damp sky as the goddess continuously poured tears over the silent town. The brown haired young girl hurried through the empty streets. One hand was holding up the umbrella while the other was tightly wrapped around the box near her chest.
Misaki gladly thought, "Now that I have it, I don't have to worry about anything. Demo…" Her sprint slowed to a stop. "……… Why does it feel so light???" She stared at the box careful, making her want to have a peek if the dress was really in there. And she did give into the thought. She clipped the rod of the umbrella on her neck to keep her from the rain then with her other free hand, she ran them down to open the lid of the box.
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Misaki, opening the box?!? What would happen then? Would Wizard's magic be able to help Misaki from being scolded by her stepfamily? Will Misaki and Oujiro meet again? – all in the next chapter of 'Ame Agari'… Mioboe no aru Shatsu :: That Shirt I've seen before
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