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WHITE NOISE

Jessenia

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The wind blew outside the shop. The area was unnaturally quiet. Not a car on the road. Not a soul walking down the street, The wind blew harder, picking up dead leaves and blowing them in spirals down the road. The sky turned an angry black, and the clouds tinged their grey selves with a pink that made the sky look like it was burning.

Out of the darkness, a figure in black stepped out onto the deserted street and stared at the shop for a moment. The rain began to fall, and the dark figure eased back into the shadows.

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Omi opened his eyes quickly, sucking in a deep breath. He had seen her again. Slowly, taking it easy on his tired body, he drew himself up into a sitting position. He had been dreaming about the same girl now for three nights in a row. Last night, she had hummed a tune. A tune that even now played in his head.

She always laughed when he tried to ask who she was or what she was doing there. The most he ever got out of her was: "I don't know. It's your dream." And then she would smile a secret little smirk that he didn't understand. He didn't know why, but he liked her. Had liked her, from the moment she had first stepped into his dream. He sighed and got out of bed, stretching as he did so. They had to open the shop. It was Saturday, which relieved him of his school responsibilities, but not from work.

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"Ne, Omi. do you see the clouds building outside? It looks like a terrible storm is brewing." Omi smiled as he set out a planter he had finished arranging.

"Hai. I saw the clouds when I woke up. We probably won't be very busy today, ne Ken-kun? I mean, people probably won't want to buy flowers in a storm." Ken nodded and looked over as Yohji came out and stretched languidly. "Morning' Yohji-kun!" A loud crash of thunder emphasized his greeting, and the bells rang as the rumbling crescendoed. Omi turned around, surprised that someone was actually interested in flowers when a severe storm was so obviously coming.

He could not see the customer's face, it was hidden under a black hood that was pulled low. He could tell it was a girl, the build and slim figure eluded to it, and she did not speak as she walked calmly through the store, touching each blossom carefully, as if savoring them each. He was so startled, it took a moment for him to think about offering her assistance. He glanced quickly at Ken, but, judging from the way he leaned on his broom with his mouth open just slightly, he was as startled as Omi was.

"Excuse me, Miss? Can I help you?" But as he stepped forward, she picked up a single white rose and held it up to him. He told her the price and she placed the money gently on the counter before exiting the shop as strangely as she had entered it. Omi looked at the money on the counter, he shook his head, recalling his senses and scooped it into his hand.

"Uh, Omi. You dropped something." Omi looked over at Ken who stepped forward and picked up a folded piece of paper from the ground in one swift movement.

"A-arigatou, Ken-kun." He looked at the paper, he hadn't seen it. The woman must have left it. And yet, somehow he knew that she had not meant to take it with her.

It had reached its destination.

He opened it carefully and looked at it. Then he frowned and read it again. Seeing his expression, Ken stepped over and read over his shoulder. "What does that mean?"

"I haven't the slightest idea. We should show it to the others." Ken nodded and followed Omi to the kitchen where Yohji had retreated to nurse his hangover, and where Aya had just entered. After explaining the strange incident, Omi handed the paper to Aya who looked at it and frowned. Yohji peeped over his shoulder and shrugged,

"The Wind heralds your coming. But the dart may sneak through unscathed? What does that mean?" The bells rang again, and Ken ran up to the front, half-expecting to see the same girl there.

Instead, he saw Manx.

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TBC
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Jessenia: HIII!! I really hope you're all enjoying this. I was tentatively planning to make this non-yaoi and so far I have one reviewer who agrees with me. If you have any other ideas email me at little_shaman29@yahoo.com and I'll think of something. Maybe. I say ... A VOTE!!! yaoi? Or Non-yaoi? LET ME KNOW!!!

Please review.

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