AN: waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. I awake from the dead. * Dusts off bits and pieces of webs and dust off her* Its been a while. . . First, I received writers block. Then, I went on winter vacation. Afterwards, school began and I have been bombarded with exam after exam after paper and paper. Now that the vicious cycle has decided to cease for a day, I thought I should write this dismal fic. . .perhaps I can make it more appetizing and better to read? Heh. Make this sad student happier by scrrrrroooooooollling the buttons and reading! Review and comment if you'd like ^_~. THANKS FOR READING!
Disclaimer: yeah, like hell I own this series. If I did I wouldn't be doing fanfiction. I would be doing the series my way!
Mikagami observed the sleeping Fuuko. It has been a while since she slipped into her slumber, should he wake her up or at least ask her to move her head away from his lap? Its not as if he didn't enjoy having her there. . . um, no, he does NOT enjoy having her rest on his lap. His lap is not a pillow for sleeping monkeys! Damn. As if responding to his inner struggle, Fuuko stretched her arm, turned over and snuggled her face dangerously close to a certain part on Mikgami's body.
"Fuuko. . ." Mikagami face flushed a deep crimson red, "Fuuko. . . ano. . wake up. . . please. . ." He prodded her face with his finger, "Oi! Baka Money! Oi!" He then shoved her heavily; still, his efforts were to no avail.
To the casual bystander, this situation might seem hilarious. How often does one watch the resident ice man loose his composure trying to wake sleeping tomboy? This is Mikagami we are discussing here.
Fuuko suddenly sat up, knocking Mikagami over in the process. This definitely isn't one of his graceful days. He solemnly sore he was going to take vengeance on her, somehow, once her ordeal was over with. Maybe play a practical joke on her? He wasn't very good at these things but, he could always illicit the help of a healer and her two monkey companions. With that new resolution in mind, he mustered the sternest face to confront Fuuko only to see her doubled over in laughter.
"You. . .You fell over!!" Fuuko's boisterous laughter rang in his ears.
"Hmph. If it wasn't for a crude monkey I would be sitting in class, enjoying the peace and quietness of my classroom" Mikagami retorted, somewhat amused at his choice of words. Classroom enjoyable? Who was he kidding! He thought school was as stimulating as having an intellectual conversation with Domon. Fuuko's outburst of laughter ceased and her face darkened.
"Mi-chan. . ." Fuuko's tilted her head as she clutched her chest with a fist.
"What?"
"Is the sun setting?"
"No, but it is getting late" Why did Fuuko would ask such an odd question? "Why are you asking anyway?"
"Oh. Nevermind" Fuuko looked away at the sky, the sky that was gently turning into a musky yellow color.
"I thought we were over this mysterious and secretive demeanor" Slightly agitated, Mikgami furrowed his brow at the silently brooding Fuuko.
"Sorry" Fuuko glanced down. The dream that she just had was not a pleasant. It started out fine; she was immersed in a field of sunflowers. The sky was blue and the wind warm. Peaceful. Running along the field of sunflowers, she didn't need to utilize the Fujin to soar above everything. That part of the dream was pleasant, but it was all downhill from there. She saw a small shadow resting in the distance, at the middle of the cornfield. It beckoned to her. As she neared the shadow, it wrapped the surroundings into a pitch black hole. No beginning. No ending. Everything disappeared into nothing. What is going on? She wondered aloud to herself. In the middle of the nothingness, a familiar figure appeared. It looked like. . . mother? She ran towards her shadowed parent.
Fuuko her mother mouthed I warned you, but you still got too close .
What!!?? Fuuko demanded. The warm and tear-jerking reunion she expected was not there. Her mother's voice was so empty, so cold and distant. Fuuko need not speak out loud though; her thoughts were sucked out by the darkness.
I'm sorry dear. . . but it has to be done. Her mother's shadow sighed.
What has to be done? What are you talking about?
Do you remember the day I left?
Of course I remember, Fuuko spat, which sane kid could forget her mother leaving so abruptly?
You must wonder what happened to me?
What are you saying? Fuuko could remember only too well the details of that day. She couldn't piece together the puzzle though. What was her mother saying?
Well, lets just say your time is up.
My time in what? The eeriness of the conversation bothered Fuuko. The surroundings also got to her. Everything seemed to suck all the life out of her. It was just like that dream she used to have. The dream of nothingness.
You know what I am talking about. In fact, you are feeling it right now.
Fuuko knew. Her mother was referring to the nothing that resided inside of her. But why? If the nothing was supposed to make you forget, why did her mother remember?
They thought this was the best way for me to break the news to you. . .
Mother! What are you talking about? Fuuko could not take the evasiveness of her mother's answers any longer. Please, just tell me.
You're not ready for it. Its not fair. We all fought for you but you got a little bit too close for his comfort. You should have listened to me.
Who is "we"? Moreover, who is "he"? I'm confused. You're making it sound as if I'm doomed to hell or something.
But you are. . .
WHAT? You have got to tell me exactly what you are referring to right now because you are scaring me. Fuuko felt her inner-confidence falter. She felt she knew what was coming. It was the accumulation of everything that she has felt for these past few days, weeks and years.
The same will happen to you as it did me. I'm so sorry Fuuko. We tried.
Fuuko felt her hurt tug at her. The same fate as her mother? She did not know what happened to her mother, but, judging the circumstances, she could guess. Nothing. The Nothing happened. Oh God.
Tonight, Fuuko. Tonight at sundown. When the shadows overtake the earth, that will be the end.
Tonight? Sundown? Why? Fuuko fought back tears. Just when she was beginning to piece together some sort of fathomable life, another event comes and destroys everything. This event, however, seems so final. It frightened her to no end.
We don't know. It has always been this way. Goodbye Fuuko. . .
Wait! Fuuko reached out to crap the shadow, but there was nothing in her grasp. She felt someone gently prod her cheek. The touch felt so warm. So soothing that it chased out all the negativity that the dream brought.
"Oi! Baka Monkey!" Mikagami was a bit worried. Fuuko blanked out for just a second there after she asked about sundown.
"What? Stupid ice man" Fuuko retorted. If her life was about to end, or so as her dream shadow but, why should she make the end so awful?
"Hmph. You are so weird, you know that?" Mikagami was relieved by Fuuko's snide remark, but sensed a change in the way she carried herself.
"Yeah, whatever. Hey. . .have you ever watched a sunset?" Fuuko's voice was a bit distant and nostalgic.
"Hn? Sunset? Well, never seen one with a baka monkey like you"
"Baka Monkey? Will you quite saying that? Look. I don't appreciate you making names for me so close to the end" Fuuko's eyes widened as she caught her use of the word. "I mean, the end. . . the end. . .the end of the day!"
"Nice try idiot." Mikagami raised his eyebrow "You better tell me exactly what is going on inside your head right now"
"Well, I mean, don't you think its kind of awesome how the sun works?"
"Leave it to the baka monkey to come up with such astounding insight"
"I'm not stupid! Stop using that name!" Fuuko glared at Mikagami only to find a ghost of a smile on his faced. What? He's smiling. Wow. Well, she thought, at least she could boast to be one of those few so privileged to see such a natural wonder.
"All right. If you're not stupid, explain yourself." Mikagami was amused by how many expressions can actually be carried out on Fuuko's face. It was a miniature drama all to itself.
"Well, personally, I like the sunrise more than the sunset. The sun fights off the darkness of the earth as it spreads across the land, just by touching it. The darkness disappears in an instant. Isn't that amazing?"
"Don't you start getting all symbolic on me here" Mikagami observed a tinge of sadness in Fuuko's countenance. He wanted to ask her but he decided not to press the issue further.
"Thanks"
"Thanks for what?" Mikagami was confused.
"For not questioning me any more. . . and. . . thanks, for, everything." Fuuko mustered these few words in a tiny voice.
". . ." For once, Mikgami's silence was contemplation not condemnation. "Um. The sun is setting. . ." The sky was arranged in such a magnificent fashion that neither one of the spoke as the sun slowly took its luminance from the sky. Darkness descended slowly. Fuuko sighed. So soon. It was time.
"Can you thank everyone else for me?" Fuuko faced Mikagami. She stared straight into his eyes. He knew she wasn't fooling around. Her seriousness was unsettling.
"Thank them?" Mikagami had a million questions, but he kept them to himself.
"Yeah. Recca, Yagani, Kaoru, Ganko and Domon. Tell them thanks" One word should suffice. How was she supposed to explain something that she didn't understand to her best friends?
"If you so wish?" Mikagami was silent. He knew she wasn't telling him everything. But, how should he ask? "Um. Fuuko. Is there anything else you would like to share with me?"
"Um." Fuuko glanced around nervously "Um. . .I . . . well, you know. . ."
"Stop turning all incoherent on me, baka monkey"
"Then stop scoffing me!" Fuuko hit Mikagami on the head playfully. Mikagami grabbed her wrist as she swatted at him. They struggled a bit and Fuuko accidentally lost her balance, tumbling on top of Mikagami. Their faces ended up being merely inches apart. Both hearts beating loudly and rapidly.
". . ." Mikagami was stunned. He could not move as he felt Fuuko's soft hair on his face. Uh oh. Baka Monkey is having an effect on me.
"ha ha. . . sorry about that" Fuuko's face flushed a deep red color as she pushed herself off of him.
"Idiot. . ." Mikagami responded in the only way he knew. They looked at each other momentarily.
"Sorry. . . but its time. I got to go" Fuuko nearly chocked these words out of her. She didn't want to sound suspicious.
"You want me to walk you home?" An innocent question posed by Mikagami. Who would have thought he would warm up to the "baka monkey"? His barriers are melting, but they will soon be built again. Fuuko sighed.
"I wish" Fuuko looked at their darkened surroundings. "I got it from here, okay? Thanks for caring. . ."
"Are you sure?" Mikagami didn't trust the sound of her voice. It was too suspicious. How could he leave such a vulnerable Fuuko to her own devices?
"Yeah. Go! Go! Don't keep your fan club waiting too long, they might get suspicious" Fuuko joked light-heartedly. If this was the last thing she was going to say, she better make it somewhat amusing.
"I still don't think it would be a good idea" Mikagami frowned.
"Good idea or not it is still my decision" Fuuko stuck her tongue out at Mikagami, trying to don a cheerful attitude. Inside, her spirit was faltering. If he stayed a moment longer, she would break down and he would learn everything. Go, Fuuko thought, go Mi-chan, for your own good.
"I really don't trust a baka monkey to keep herself safe"
"Who said anything about safety? I have my Fujin, I can kick anyone's ass!" Fuuko forced out a smile and she showed him her madogu.
"Fine then. Baka monkey, I was only thinking about you" As soon as those words came out both of their eyes widened. Oh crap, thought Mikagami, better save myself somehow. . . "I was only thinking about you. . . your safety! I mean, if anything happens I'm going to get murdered by the rest of your primate companions"
"Oh. In that case then, I'm going to head off then. Its really getting late and I better go" Fuuko patted Mikagami on the back before dashing off into the dusky night.
Farewell, Fuuko thought inwardly. All of a sudden, she felt dizzy. She glanced around, it was pitch dark. What was happening? One moment ago it was only dusk, what happened? She pinched herself. Ow! It wasn't a dream. Fine. If she wasn't in a dream, where was she? She saw a shadow approach her from afar…as she recognized the nearing figure, she gapsed.
"You . . ."
Mikagami watched Fuuko's retreating back and wondered why she was in such a hurry to leave. It was unlike her to brush off a friendly walk home. As he watched her, he was shocked to find that she suddenly vanished. He rubbed his eyes disbelievingly. What? He ran to the stop that she last stood and around the rooftop. She couldn't have jumped off. Where was she? Fuuko. . . where are you? What am I going to do?
Wow. Wasn't that crappy? Heh heh. Please do tell me what you think. My writing skills in the creative department are sort of rusty right now. Come one baby~ THANKS FOR READING. Before I leave you all for good, I have some *gasp* shout-outs/thank yous!
Ranka: Is there enough darkness and action in this chapter for you? I hope so. Oh God. But I left it unresolved, hopefully I'll have time to resolve it soon. Thanks for reading and reviewing!
Haze: Well, I got to tell you that Seth isn't Raiha. He isn't related to Raiha either. It's a really dumb reason why I picked his characteristics. I'll explain in the next chapter. Bad excuse of an fic writer. Thanks for R and R!
~*~Fuuko Rawks~*~: I'm glad you think my fic is nice. It's a nice ego boost. Please do keep reading! I hope this chapter has been satisfactory for you.
Isilwen Ny Silverstar: Nice name. phew. I'm glad I could interest someone with this bad excuse of a fanfiction. THANKS for Reading.
