Author's Note: Waaah...I think I'm losing some of my readers! I take too
long to update because of school! And studying does pay off! Yes! I got an
A+ on my Constitution Final! But since School is pretty much over, I'm
gonna update a lot quicker! I think...Oh, the rating has been changed for
some profanity by Yuuhi and other peepz. Plus, some scenes of stuff from
the manga/anime that happened between Aya and Shiso blah blah blah...
Disclaimer: Yes...Yes...Yes...again...I do not own Ayashi No Ceres. Yuu Watase does. Worship her, not me! Wait...I want a little praise too...
***
"Alec? I thought he left!" Yuuhi hollered.
"Well, I thought that too. But, I was thinking of everyone else that could still be here in Japan, and Alec is the only one possible that could be in Japan, let alone Kyoto," Aya replied.
"We can't let her find out about the Mikage!" Yuuhi panicked.
Aki looked at his parents, perplexed. "What about the Mikages? Is there something I should know about my old family?"
Aya looked at Aki. 'He probably doesn't remember the last two years of his life!' "It's nothing, Aki!"
Yuuhi rushed down the hall and grabbed a jacket on his way out.
"Yuuhi! Where are you going?" called Aya.
"I'll be the one to get Chidori! You need to stay here and watch over our son!" With that, the door slammed and Yuuhi was out of sight.
***
"What am I doing!" screeched Chidori. "I'm a twelve year old girl on a trip to Kyoto alone, looking for a guy that may have a tie to my past! Why do I always act before I think?!" The young girl began hitting herself on the head. "I should've asked Mom and Dad for permission. Wait, they probably wouldn't ever let me go..." Chidori looked to the clear blue sky as waves splashed against the hull of the small ship. "It's a good thing I've saved up some money. I'm gonna need lots of it." Yawning, Chidori looked at her watch. "Ahhh... it's only 9:17. I got up extra early for this boat. I'll get some sleep inside." Chidori crept to the ship's lobby.
***
'Dammit, Chidori. What could you possibly want to know about Chidori Kuruma? Or about the Mikages?' Yuuhi thought to himself as he drove to the pier, hoping to catch a boat. When he reached there, he dashed out of his car and slammed the car door. He caught sight of an elderly man keeping watch of a boat and waved his arm, trying to get the man's attention. "Sir! Sir! Can you take me to the mainland? To Honshu?"
The man looked at the young man before him and shook his head. "Sorry, sonny. This boat," he said pointing to the small boat, "is not able to be operated. You can always take a plane. It's much faster."
'A plane!' Yuuhi nodded his head and ran towards his car. "Thank you anyways, Sir!" Yuuhi got into his car quickly and stepped on the gas. 'Please let there be a plane ready for immediate departure one I get there.'
***
Aya sat across from Aki at the dining table. Aki just stared at his 'mother' as she just stared at the table linen. Looking up, she saw that Aki wasn't eating.
"Uh, Aki, I didn't make breakfast for nothing. Go eat! Eat!"
Aki picked up his chopsticks and began picking at the food Aya made.
Aya sighed. "If you're not hungry, just say so. I'll just save it for lunch."
Aki set down his chopsticks. "Aya-"
"Mom!"
Aki grunted. "Mom. What's something so bad that Chidori shouldn't talk to this Howell guy?"
Aya began tapping her manicured fingers on the white linen. "It's nothing, really. It's just that, uh...that Chidori shouldn't go to Kyoto to meet some older guy!"
Aki wasn't satisfied with the answer given. "If you're just gonna be that way..." He got up from his seat and began to head to his room.
Aya sighed. "It's better this way."
***
"There is a God!" Yuuhi yelled as he made his way to his seat on the plane. He jumped into his seat once he reached it.
"Sorry. Flight 521 will be delayed for inspection. Sorry for this inconvenience," echoed a voice on the intercom.
"Flight 521?" Yuuhi looked at his plane ticket. The numbers 521 stood out. "Dammit! What the hell?"
"What happened to 'there is a God'?" asked the passenger next to him.
"I'm sorry, Sirs. But you have to get off for the plane inspection," plead the stewardess.
Yuuhi groaned. "How long will the inspection take? I really need to get to Kyoto! And fast!"
"It'll take about four hours, Sir. Like we said, we're sorry for the inconvenience."
"Are you really sorry?!" he asked sarcastically.
The flight attendant became annoyed. "Hmph. I'm not going to take the rudeness. Please step outside the plane!"
Yuuhi immediately got up and left the plane, cursing. "Four damn hours. A boat can get there quicker!" he grumbled as he sat slumped on a bench. "What would she want to find out from Howell?"
***
"Let's see..." Chidori sang as she lay on a soft sofa. "I wanna know more about this Chidori Kuruma, Celestial maidens, and Mikage International!" she said as she held up three fingers. "Hmmm...Mikage. That's my mom's maiden name right? She must have connection with this whole thing. But it's not like she gonna tell me about this celestial being stuff. She says I'm not," she put four fingers into quotation marks, "old enough! How irritating is that?!" She tossed and turned on the couch. "I've gotta regain some sleep..."
***
"Aki?" Aya knocked on her son's door.
"Come in, mother."
Aya opened the door slowly. "I just came to say sorry."
"Sorry for what? You didn't do anything except told a lie."
"Yeah... so it was noticeable. But I really think it's better off for you to not know. Really, I mean it," she replied as she sat down on Aki's bed.
"Mom, I'm sixteen. I think I can handle something mature things."
"It's..." Aya placed her hand on top of Aki's, "It's not that you're not mature enough. It'll shock you. Besides, you probably won't be able to handle it."
Aki sighed. "I guess, if you really mean to protect me from trauma, it's okay then." He smiled at his twin.
The young mother placed a hand on her chest. "Thank God, you understood me. Well, I guess your father is gonna be out for a while. What shall we do?"
Aki looked at his 'sister' warmly. "Let's have some fun!" ((Do NOT get the wrong idea! Perverts...)) He slipped his hand out from under his mother's other hand and playfully shoved her on his bed while he loomed over her, still smiling. ((Like I said, do NOT get the wrong idea!!!))
Aya chuckled at her son's playful reaction. "Always playing around. Just like old times."
"Yep!" Aki looked at Aya. His look became a gaze, and as he gazed at her face, Aya shivered. All of the sudden, a scene flashed into Aki's mind. A very disturbing scene. He was on top of a frightened seventeen year old Aya, her shirt held open by scarred hands with a fancy dagger between her bra and chest. Gradually, it went away. Instantly, Aki got up and began panting. Aya got up too, seeing that something was wrong. "What was that? That scene of you, and...me? Were those scarred hands mine?"
'Ohmigod, he must remember something when he became Shiso!'
***
"That was close!" The angel cried, as he placed the dust back inside the bag. Once he did that, he placed it among sixteen other bags which were also full of dust. "This memory dust bag is just not the way to keep someone's memory up here in heaven! It's waaaay to complicated! I just knocked over some of Aki's dust from the seventeenth bag! I just hope he didn't get a bad picture in his mind. He's not supposed to remember anything after his sixteenth and seventeenth years of life. I just hope I won't do that again. If I did, what kind of angel will I be?" he sighed. "Chidori's gonna be sixteen in four years. I have to get ready for that." The angel walked to a different section of memory field. "I'll have bags four through ten all spilled out and little bit of the other years."
((A/N: All this dust and memory bags will be explained at the end of this chapter if you don't get it.))
***
"Sorry for the earlier inconvenience. Flight 521 will now depart soon. Flight 521 is now boarding," echoed the announcer.
"Finally!" Yuuhi shouted. At once he dashed to his seat and buckled up. "I'm coming Chidori!"
***
"Excuse me, Sir. How do I get to Kyoto?" Chidori asked an elderly man.
"It's pretty far from here! You can go to the subway nearby and get a ticket to get there," he answered, pointing east.
"Thank you very much!" Chidori darted towards the way the man pointed to. "Train's faster than walking!" she mumbled. She reached the subway and paid for a ticket. "Gosh, I didn't think Kyoto was that far and would take this long to get to!"
***
"Aya?"
Aya now sat at the other end of Aki's bed. "Yes?"
"Did I have scars?"
"Of course you do? Remember when you climbed grandpa's tree once? You got scratched on your side. You never climbed the tree again!" laughed Aya.
"No. I mean scars. Obvious ones. Big ones. Scars all over my hands!"
"No!" Aya fibbed. "You never had any like those. Really. That must've been your imagination."
"Imagination...does it have any tie with the Mikage?"
"No..."Aya head dropped. "No."
Aki wasn't convinced, but he let it go again. "Leave, please."
Aya quietly got up and left Aki's room, shutting the door and left him to his thoughts.
"Is this what Chidori went through?" Aki asked himself as he rubbed his forehead. "All the sudden, I want to know about what happened after I turned sixteen."
***
"Dammit!" Yuuhi hollered. "How long does it take to board the damn plane?"
The people around him, including the flight attendants, shushed him for his outburst.
"Don't you people feel mad too? You wait for four hours for the plane inspection, and for the people boarding is already taking an hour!"
"Yes, it may be taking long, but I'm a patient man!" yelled a man from the back.
"But you don't understand! My daughter is on her way to Kyoto by herself, and who knows what will happen to her! It's already been seven hours since she left home for Kyoto! She might already be half-way there! And Kyoto is a big city! I might not be able to find her!" Yuuhi hollered back.
The crowd of people remained silent for awhile.
"Flight 521 will take off in ten minutes. Please board right away if you haven't yet. We will not wait any longer than ten minutes. Thank-you," echoed the intercom.
"Thank you," Yuuhi said softly.
*** ((three hours and forty-five minutes later))***
"Man! That was a long trip!" Chidori complained as she got off the subway train. "At least I got some good sleep!" She yawned and stretched. "Time to look for the Alexander O. Howell guy." Taking out a crumpled piece of paper from her pocket, she began to walk out of the station. "Geez! It's already evening!"
***
Yuuhi dashed out of the plane and out of the airport. "A bus! A taxi! Anything!" Yuuhi exclaimed as he began to wave his arms wildly. A taxi answered his waving and Yuuhi quickly got in. "Take me to the nearest Police Station!"
"Yes, Sir! Right Away, Sir!" replied the cab driver.
***
"Oh, gosh! I'm lost!" Chidori whined as she crumpled the small piece of paper in her hand. She turned around to see a Police Station. "Maybe I can have someone help me find him," she said as she began heading toward the Police Station.
***
The taxi driver stopped at the curb of the Police Station. Getting out, Yuuhi threw 500 yen to the driver. "Keep the change!" He called as he dashed into the station. Running up to a counter, he fumbled with his wallet taking out a picture of Chidori. "Excuse me," he said to the man behind the counter, "have you seen this girl?"
The man took a close look. "That girl? She was just here five minutes ago."
"Gaaah! You mean I just missed her?!"
"You sure did."
"Do you know where she went? Which direction she's headed?"
The man nodded his head. "She was searching for Alexander O. Howell. Quite a popular man, I think."
"Can you tell me where he lives?"
"Sure!" the man replied as he gave out instructions to where Howell resided.
"Thank you very much!" Yuuhi darted out of the station and ran toward Howell's house.
***
When he reached the location, he knocked on the door and a young lady answered it. "Is Alec here?" Yuuhi inquired as he gasped for air.
"I'm sorry. He left home about half and hour ago. He should be coming back soon."
"Has a young girl come by here?"
"Why, yes. She was just here. If you're wondering where she went, she went there," she said as she pointed to a nearby park.
"Thank you, Miss!" Once again, Yuuhi began to run towards the direction he was assigned. When he reached the park, he was horrified to see a couple of young men around what appears to be a young girl. The young girl tried to crawl away, and Chidori emerged from the crowd of boys. "Chidori!"
Chidori looked around to see who was calling her name and saw that it was her father. "Dad!" she cried, reaching out for him.
"Shit! That must be her dad! Run!" shouted the boys.
Angrily, Yuuhi took out his chopsticks ((Yes! The same chopsticks he uses to fight with!)) and began to use his martial arts against the young men. "Pedophiles," he murmured under his breath as the boys crawled away.
"Daddy!" Chidori, now crying, ran to hug her father. "You were awesome!"
"That technique you used. I've seen that fighting style with chopsticks," uttered voice from behind the trees.
"That voice-"
A grown man with long blond hair stepped out off the shadows.
"Howell!"
"I thought that might be you, Yuuhi," replied the genius. "I heard that a young man and young girl wanted to see me."
"Oh! That's right!" Chidori exclaimed. "I wanted to ask you-"
"No, Chidori. We are going home."
"Wha? I didn't come all the way here for nothing!"
"I really don't mind, Yuuhi. Let her ask a question."
Yuuhi looked at Chidori, who was still crying. "Fine. But only one question, Chidori."
"Okay," Chidori sniffed.
"Let us go to my house," Alec interrupted. "Then you can ask your question."
The other two agreed and the three went to Howell's home to talk. They sat at the dining table, hands folded.
"So, Chidori. What's your question?"
Chidori wondered what question she should ask him. She originally had three on her mind which were about Chidori Kuruma, celestial maidens, and Mikage International. 'Well, I can always find out more about Kuruma some other time. Celestial maidens? I'm very curious about them. And the Mikage International? I guess that can wait. I really want to know about celestial maidens. "Can you please tell me about celestial maidens?" begged Chidori.
The question was asked, and Yuuhi could do nothing about it. Yuuhi bowed his head and closed his eyes at the query.
Alec chuckled at the question. "That also mystified me. Very well. I will tell you the story of celestial maiden and her hagoromo."
((To be continued...))
A/N: Well. Another chapter done. Now to explain all the memory dust bag thingy.
Each bag of dust represents each year a person lived. Like in Aki's case, he lived to be seventeen. Therefore, he has seventeen bags of dust. I don't know why I chose dust. It could be sand for all I care. The dust inside the bag represents the memories of each year lived. So if you spill some dust, you let the person reborn remember the memories the angel spills out. The dust can only be spilled for the people being reborn. The angel preparing for Chidori's memories is going to have an extra hard time because she still wants to remember old memories plus Aya, Yuuhi, and other people. The angel is going to have a hard time sorting out the memories since she doesn't want to remember anything about her celestial awakening. That's all!
Oh yeah, I don't think that Hachijo Island has an airport, but anyways....This is how my story goes. Eeerrr....I think I need to do some research...
Disclaimer: Yes...Yes...Yes...again...I do not own Ayashi No Ceres. Yuu Watase does. Worship her, not me! Wait...I want a little praise too...
***
"Alec? I thought he left!" Yuuhi hollered.
"Well, I thought that too. But, I was thinking of everyone else that could still be here in Japan, and Alec is the only one possible that could be in Japan, let alone Kyoto," Aya replied.
"We can't let her find out about the Mikage!" Yuuhi panicked.
Aki looked at his parents, perplexed. "What about the Mikages? Is there something I should know about my old family?"
Aya looked at Aki. 'He probably doesn't remember the last two years of his life!' "It's nothing, Aki!"
Yuuhi rushed down the hall and grabbed a jacket on his way out.
"Yuuhi! Where are you going?" called Aya.
"I'll be the one to get Chidori! You need to stay here and watch over our son!" With that, the door slammed and Yuuhi was out of sight.
***
"What am I doing!" screeched Chidori. "I'm a twelve year old girl on a trip to Kyoto alone, looking for a guy that may have a tie to my past! Why do I always act before I think?!" The young girl began hitting herself on the head. "I should've asked Mom and Dad for permission. Wait, they probably wouldn't ever let me go..." Chidori looked to the clear blue sky as waves splashed against the hull of the small ship. "It's a good thing I've saved up some money. I'm gonna need lots of it." Yawning, Chidori looked at her watch. "Ahhh... it's only 9:17. I got up extra early for this boat. I'll get some sleep inside." Chidori crept to the ship's lobby.
***
'Dammit, Chidori. What could you possibly want to know about Chidori Kuruma? Or about the Mikages?' Yuuhi thought to himself as he drove to the pier, hoping to catch a boat. When he reached there, he dashed out of his car and slammed the car door. He caught sight of an elderly man keeping watch of a boat and waved his arm, trying to get the man's attention. "Sir! Sir! Can you take me to the mainland? To Honshu?"
The man looked at the young man before him and shook his head. "Sorry, sonny. This boat," he said pointing to the small boat, "is not able to be operated. You can always take a plane. It's much faster."
'A plane!' Yuuhi nodded his head and ran towards his car. "Thank you anyways, Sir!" Yuuhi got into his car quickly and stepped on the gas. 'Please let there be a plane ready for immediate departure one I get there.'
***
Aya sat across from Aki at the dining table. Aki just stared at his 'mother' as she just stared at the table linen. Looking up, she saw that Aki wasn't eating.
"Uh, Aki, I didn't make breakfast for nothing. Go eat! Eat!"
Aki picked up his chopsticks and began picking at the food Aya made.
Aya sighed. "If you're not hungry, just say so. I'll just save it for lunch."
Aki set down his chopsticks. "Aya-"
"Mom!"
Aki grunted. "Mom. What's something so bad that Chidori shouldn't talk to this Howell guy?"
Aya began tapping her manicured fingers on the white linen. "It's nothing, really. It's just that, uh...that Chidori shouldn't go to Kyoto to meet some older guy!"
Aki wasn't satisfied with the answer given. "If you're just gonna be that way..." He got up from his seat and began to head to his room.
Aya sighed. "It's better this way."
***
"There is a God!" Yuuhi yelled as he made his way to his seat on the plane. He jumped into his seat once he reached it.
"Sorry. Flight 521 will be delayed for inspection. Sorry for this inconvenience," echoed a voice on the intercom.
"Flight 521?" Yuuhi looked at his plane ticket. The numbers 521 stood out. "Dammit! What the hell?"
"What happened to 'there is a God'?" asked the passenger next to him.
"I'm sorry, Sirs. But you have to get off for the plane inspection," plead the stewardess.
Yuuhi groaned. "How long will the inspection take? I really need to get to Kyoto! And fast!"
"It'll take about four hours, Sir. Like we said, we're sorry for the inconvenience."
"Are you really sorry?!" he asked sarcastically.
The flight attendant became annoyed. "Hmph. I'm not going to take the rudeness. Please step outside the plane!"
Yuuhi immediately got up and left the plane, cursing. "Four damn hours. A boat can get there quicker!" he grumbled as he sat slumped on a bench. "What would she want to find out from Howell?"
***
"Let's see..." Chidori sang as she lay on a soft sofa. "I wanna know more about this Chidori Kuruma, Celestial maidens, and Mikage International!" she said as she held up three fingers. "Hmmm...Mikage. That's my mom's maiden name right? She must have connection with this whole thing. But it's not like she gonna tell me about this celestial being stuff. She says I'm not," she put four fingers into quotation marks, "old enough! How irritating is that?!" She tossed and turned on the couch. "I've gotta regain some sleep..."
***
"Aki?" Aya knocked on her son's door.
"Come in, mother."
Aya opened the door slowly. "I just came to say sorry."
"Sorry for what? You didn't do anything except told a lie."
"Yeah... so it was noticeable. But I really think it's better off for you to not know. Really, I mean it," she replied as she sat down on Aki's bed.
"Mom, I'm sixteen. I think I can handle something mature things."
"It's..." Aya placed her hand on top of Aki's, "It's not that you're not mature enough. It'll shock you. Besides, you probably won't be able to handle it."
Aki sighed. "I guess, if you really mean to protect me from trauma, it's okay then." He smiled at his twin.
The young mother placed a hand on her chest. "Thank God, you understood me. Well, I guess your father is gonna be out for a while. What shall we do?"
Aki looked at his 'sister' warmly. "Let's have some fun!" ((Do NOT get the wrong idea! Perverts...)) He slipped his hand out from under his mother's other hand and playfully shoved her on his bed while he loomed over her, still smiling. ((Like I said, do NOT get the wrong idea!!!))
Aya chuckled at her son's playful reaction. "Always playing around. Just like old times."
"Yep!" Aki looked at Aya. His look became a gaze, and as he gazed at her face, Aya shivered. All of the sudden, a scene flashed into Aki's mind. A very disturbing scene. He was on top of a frightened seventeen year old Aya, her shirt held open by scarred hands with a fancy dagger between her bra and chest. Gradually, it went away. Instantly, Aki got up and began panting. Aya got up too, seeing that something was wrong. "What was that? That scene of you, and...me? Were those scarred hands mine?"
'Ohmigod, he must remember something when he became Shiso!'
***
"That was close!" The angel cried, as he placed the dust back inside the bag. Once he did that, he placed it among sixteen other bags which were also full of dust. "This memory dust bag is just not the way to keep someone's memory up here in heaven! It's waaaay to complicated! I just knocked over some of Aki's dust from the seventeenth bag! I just hope he didn't get a bad picture in his mind. He's not supposed to remember anything after his sixteenth and seventeenth years of life. I just hope I won't do that again. If I did, what kind of angel will I be?" he sighed. "Chidori's gonna be sixteen in four years. I have to get ready for that." The angel walked to a different section of memory field. "I'll have bags four through ten all spilled out and little bit of the other years."
((A/N: All this dust and memory bags will be explained at the end of this chapter if you don't get it.))
***
"Sorry for the earlier inconvenience. Flight 521 will now depart soon. Flight 521 is now boarding," echoed the announcer.
"Finally!" Yuuhi shouted. At once he dashed to his seat and buckled up. "I'm coming Chidori!"
***
"Excuse me, Sir. How do I get to Kyoto?" Chidori asked an elderly man.
"It's pretty far from here! You can go to the subway nearby and get a ticket to get there," he answered, pointing east.
"Thank you very much!" Chidori darted towards the way the man pointed to. "Train's faster than walking!" she mumbled. She reached the subway and paid for a ticket. "Gosh, I didn't think Kyoto was that far and would take this long to get to!"
***
"Aya?"
Aya now sat at the other end of Aki's bed. "Yes?"
"Did I have scars?"
"Of course you do? Remember when you climbed grandpa's tree once? You got scratched on your side. You never climbed the tree again!" laughed Aya.
"No. I mean scars. Obvious ones. Big ones. Scars all over my hands!"
"No!" Aya fibbed. "You never had any like those. Really. That must've been your imagination."
"Imagination...does it have any tie with the Mikage?"
"No..."Aya head dropped. "No."
Aki wasn't convinced, but he let it go again. "Leave, please."
Aya quietly got up and left Aki's room, shutting the door and left him to his thoughts.
"Is this what Chidori went through?" Aki asked himself as he rubbed his forehead. "All the sudden, I want to know about what happened after I turned sixteen."
***
"Dammit!" Yuuhi hollered. "How long does it take to board the damn plane?"
The people around him, including the flight attendants, shushed him for his outburst.
"Don't you people feel mad too? You wait for four hours for the plane inspection, and for the people boarding is already taking an hour!"
"Yes, it may be taking long, but I'm a patient man!" yelled a man from the back.
"But you don't understand! My daughter is on her way to Kyoto by herself, and who knows what will happen to her! It's already been seven hours since she left home for Kyoto! She might already be half-way there! And Kyoto is a big city! I might not be able to find her!" Yuuhi hollered back.
The crowd of people remained silent for awhile.
"Flight 521 will take off in ten minutes. Please board right away if you haven't yet. We will not wait any longer than ten minutes. Thank-you," echoed the intercom.
"Thank you," Yuuhi said softly.
*** ((three hours and forty-five minutes later))***
"Man! That was a long trip!" Chidori complained as she got off the subway train. "At least I got some good sleep!" She yawned and stretched. "Time to look for the Alexander O. Howell guy." Taking out a crumpled piece of paper from her pocket, she began to walk out of the station. "Geez! It's already evening!"
***
Yuuhi dashed out of the plane and out of the airport. "A bus! A taxi! Anything!" Yuuhi exclaimed as he began to wave his arms wildly. A taxi answered his waving and Yuuhi quickly got in. "Take me to the nearest Police Station!"
"Yes, Sir! Right Away, Sir!" replied the cab driver.
***
"Oh, gosh! I'm lost!" Chidori whined as she crumpled the small piece of paper in her hand. She turned around to see a Police Station. "Maybe I can have someone help me find him," she said as she began heading toward the Police Station.
***
The taxi driver stopped at the curb of the Police Station. Getting out, Yuuhi threw 500 yen to the driver. "Keep the change!" He called as he dashed into the station. Running up to a counter, he fumbled with his wallet taking out a picture of Chidori. "Excuse me," he said to the man behind the counter, "have you seen this girl?"
The man took a close look. "That girl? She was just here five minutes ago."
"Gaaah! You mean I just missed her?!"
"You sure did."
"Do you know where she went? Which direction she's headed?"
The man nodded his head. "She was searching for Alexander O. Howell. Quite a popular man, I think."
"Can you tell me where he lives?"
"Sure!" the man replied as he gave out instructions to where Howell resided.
"Thank you very much!" Yuuhi darted out of the station and ran toward Howell's house.
***
When he reached the location, he knocked on the door and a young lady answered it. "Is Alec here?" Yuuhi inquired as he gasped for air.
"I'm sorry. He left home about half and hour ago. He should be coming back soon."
"Has a young girl come by here?"
"Why, yes. She was just here. If you're wondering where she went, she went there," she said as she pointed to a nearby park.
"Thank you, Miss!" Once again, Yuuhi began to run towards the direction he was assigned. When he reached the park, he was horrified to see a couple of young men around what appears to be a young girl. The young girl tried to crawl away, and Chidori emerged from the crowd of boys. "Chidori!"
Chidori looked around to see who was calling her name and saw that it was her father. "Dad!" she cried, reaching out for him.
"Shit! That must be her dad! Run!" shouted the boys.
Angrily, Yuuhi took out his chopsticks ((Yes! The same chopsticks he uses to fight with!)) and began to use his martial arts against the young men. "Pedophiles," he murmured under his breath as the boys crawled away.
"Daddy!" Chidori, now crying, ran to hug her father. "You were awesome!"
"That technique you used. I've seen that fighting style with chopsticks," uttered voice from behind the trees.
"That voice-"
A grown man with long blond hair stepped out off the shadows.
"Howell!"
"I thought that might be you, Yuuhi," replied the genius. "I heard that a young man and young girl wanted to see me."
"Oh! That's right!" Chidori exclaimed. "I wanted to ask you-"
"No, Chidori. We are going home."
"Wha? I didn't come all the way here for nothing!"
"I really don't mind, Yuuhi. Let her ask a question."
Yuuhi looked at Chidori, who was still crying. "Fine. But only one question, Chidori."
"Okay," Chidori sniffed.
"Let us go to my house," Alec interrupted. "Then you can ask your question."
The other two agreed and the three went to Howell's home to talk. They sat at the dining table, hands folded.
"So, Chidori. What's your question?"
Chidori wondered what question she should ask him. She originally had three on her mind which were about Chidori Kuruma, celestial maidens, and Mikage International. 'Well, I can always find out more about Kuruma some other time. Celestial maidens? I'm very curious about them. And the Mikage International? I guess that can wait. I really want to know about celestial maidens. "Can you please tell me about celestial maidens?" begged Chidori.
The question was asked, and Yuuhi could do nothing about it. Yuuhi bowed his head and closed his eyes at the query.
Alec chuckled at the question. "That also mystified me. Very well. I will tell you the story of celestial maiden and her hagoromo."
((To be continued...))
A/N: Well. Another chapter done. Now to explain all the memory dust bag thingy.
Each bag of dust represents each year a person lived. Like in Aki's case, he lived to be seventeen. Therefore, he has seventeen bags of dust. I don't know why I chose dust. It could be sand for all I care. The dust inside the bag represents the memories of each year lived. So if you spill some dust, you let the person reborn remember the memories the angel spills out. The dust can only be spilled for the people being reborn. The angel preparing for Chidori's memories is going to have an extra hard time because she still wants to remember old memories plus Aya, Yuuhi, and other people. The angel is going to have a hard time sorting out the memories since she doesn't want to remember anything about her celestial awakening. That's all!
Oh yeah, I don't think that Hachijo Island has an airport, but anyways....This is how my story goes. Eeerrr....I think I need to do some research...