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Hey guys! From this point on, there'll be no more sad things like in chapter one. Again, sorry for the gaps, but as I said last chapter, the story will unfold, so bear with me. This takes place six years after the first chapter. Note: means when someone is thinking to themselves.
The Smile of Lost Memories
Yukito stepped onto the campus of Angel Springs High School(just a name I made up). Having accepted a year-long teaching job overseas back in Japan, he was now in California. As he made his way to the principal's office, he saw many of the students stop what they were doing to stare at him. He noticed that, unlike Japan, these students didn't wear uniforms.
In the principle's office, Yukito sat down. Without further ado, the principal began to speak.
"Hello, there. You must be Mr. Yukito Tsukishiro, am I correct?" she said.
"Yes," he said.
"I am Principal Wilson. Now, as it says here on your papers, you were a student teacher as well as a substitute before coming here?"
"Yes."
"Well then, I suppose you already know the rules of teaching. Your job starts tomorrow, because class is already over. I'll give you a tour of the school," said Principal Wilson.
"That will be helpful," said Yukito.
He followed the principal out of the office.
he thought.
Principal Wilson showed him around the whole campus, pointing out specific areas like the teacher's lounge, the P.E. area, the lunch area, and the pool.
"As you can see, everything is provided for the staff," she said.
"I see. Well, this is certainly different from the schools in Japan," said Yukito.
The principal was about to open her mouth to say something when a student came by and asked to talk to her. Yukito used this time to take in everything on the campus. He was just thinking about how it would be a challenge teaching, when she turned to him.
"Oh, Mr. Tsukishiro, I'd like to introduce you," she said.
The student stepped out from behind; a tall girl with long wavy auburn hair and bright green eyes. She was wearing a short pleated skirt and a halter top with a neck collar. A red tie hung around it(I know, kinda Avril Lavigne-ish). She also wore a pair of black shoes with thick heels on them. She carried a sports bag with her. Yukito could tell she was Japanese.
"Hello there, I'm Yukito Tsukishiro. I will be teaching at this school, and I hope you will be in my class," he said, smiling warmly and holding out his hand.
The girl blinked and then she shook it.
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Tsukishiro," she said, unsmilingly.
Yukito studied her with a pang in his heart, he knew, that belonged to Yue's. And he understood why his other self felt this way; if Sakura were still here, she'd look just like her. For a fleeting moment, Yue wondered if it actually was her, but then he scolded himself silently. She was dead, and no matter how much he wanted it, she would never come back.
"I hope to be in your class too. If not, I'll see you on campus," she continued. "Anyway, I have to get to dance practice, so see you around, Mr. Tsukishiro, Mrs. Wilson."
And then, she flashed a smile and headed for the dance complex. Yukito's eyes widened and he felt a jolt of surprise and shock coming from both him and Yue. That smile...there was no mistaking it...only one person in the world could ever smile like that. But it couldn't be her...no, it couldn't be...she was dead. Maybe it was just a coincidence. Yeah, that was probably it, because they were just thinking about her about a minute ago.
"She's such a talented and extraordinary girl. I have no doubt at all that you'll be seeing her around campus a lot," said Principal Wilson.
"What is her name?" he asked, still staring after the girl.
"Her name is Sakura. At least, that's what the police said when they found her six years ago," she said.
Yukito whipped his head around.
"Found her? What do you mean?" he asked quickly.
"It was all over the news. A plane from Japan was flying here. But there was a mechanical problem that was overlooked. And so, it crashed somewhere on the outskirts of San Diego. Many of the passengers were dead or else died in the hospital," she said. "But she didn't die. No one knew how, but she survived the crash. But when she woke up, and the officers and doctors asked her what her name was, she said she didn't know."
"So...so how did the name 'Sakura' come to mind?" he asked quietly.
"Well, according to the police, they found a small backpack on her. Inside, there was a funny little pink book and it held a deck of strange looking pink cards. They police were already surprised she had survived, but even more so when they saw none of the cards, the book, or the backpack had been damaged. And something even more puzzling came up."
"What was it?" he asked, beginning to feel numb.
"She was wearing a charm around her neck. It was also pink and was shaped like a key with a gold star set in the middle and two tiny white wings. Even that wasn't damaged. But anyway, back to the things she was carrying. The police found the name 'Sakura' inscribed upon the book and on the cards, so they figured that was her name," finished the principal.
Yukito felt both his and Yue's heart hammering and felt it hard to breathe.
"So...how is she doing?" he asked, trying not to appear over concerned.
"Well, at first, she couldn't remember anything, so the doctors had to help her. They placed her with foster parents. After about a year or so, she started going to school here. Another surprising thing was that she caught up easily, despite the fact that she's Japanese and had no memory. Like I said, she's an extraordinary and talented girl. She lives by herself now," said Principal Wilson.
She checked her watch.
"Well, then, Mr. Tsukishiro. You will be teaching in classroom 16. I have a staff meeting to attend to, so good day," she said.
~Yukito's new apartment~
Yue had surfaced. His whole body was trembling as the full impact of what he heard today hit him. His master was still alive. He felt like his heart would stop when he saw her smile. Her smile...it was still the same. And her eyes...they were still as bright as ever.
Hey guys! From this point on, there'll be no more sad things like in chapter one. Again, sorry for the gaps, but as I said last chapter, the story will unfold, so bear with me. This takes place six years after the first chapter. Note: means when someone is thinking to themselves.
The Smile of Lost Memories
Yukito stepped onto the campus of Angel Springs High School(just a name I made up). Having accepted a year-long teaching job overseas back in Japan, he was now in California. As he made his way to the principal's office, he saw many of the students stop what they were doing to stare at him. He noticed that, unlike Japan, these students didn't wear uniforms.
In the principle's office, Yukito sat down. Without further ado, the principal began to speak.
"Hello, there. You must be Mr. Yukito Tsukishiro, am I correct?" she said.
"Yes," he said.
"I am Principal Wilson. Now, as it says here on your papers, you were a student teacher as well as a substitute before coming here?"
"Yes."
"Well then, I suppose you already know the rules of teaching. Your job starts tomorrow, because class is already over. I'll give you a tour of the school," said Principal Wilson.
"That will be helpful," said Yukito.
He followed the principal out of the office.
he thought.
Principal Wilson showed him around the whole campus, pointing out specific areas like the teacher's lounge, the P.E. area, the lunch area, and the pool.
"As you can see, everything is provided for the staff," she said.
"I see. Well, this is certainly different from the schools in Japan," said Yukito.
The principal was about to open her mouth to say something when a student came by and asked to talk to her. Yukito used this time to take in everything on the campus. He was just thinking about how it would be a challenge teaching, when she turned to him.
"Oh, Mr. Tsukishiro, I'd like to introduce you," she said.
The student stepped out from behind; a tall girl with long wavy auburn hair and bright green eyes. She was wearing a short pleated skirt and a halter top with a neck collar. A red tie hung around it(I know, kinda Avril Lavigne-ish). She also wore a pair of black shoes with thick heels on them. She carried a sports bag with her. Yukito could tell she was Japanese.
"Hello there, I'm Yukito Tsukishiro. I will be teaching at this school, and I hope you will be in my class," he said, smiling warmly and holding out his hand.
The girl blinked and then she shook it.
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Tsukishiro," she said, unsmilingly.
Yukito studied her with a pang in his heart, he knew, that belonged to Yue's. And he understood why his other self felt this way; if Sakura were still here, she'd look just like her. For a fleeting moment, Yue wondered if it actually was her, but then he scolded himself silently. She was dead, and no matter how much he wanted it, she would never come back.
"I hope to be in your class too. If not, I'll see you on campus," she continued. "Anyway, I have to get to dance practice, so see you around, Mr. Tsukishiro, Mrs. Wilson."
And then, she flashed a smile and headed for the dance complex. Yukito's eyes widened and he felt a jolt of surprise and shock coming from both him and Yue. That smile...there was no mistaking it...only one person in the world could ever smile like that. But it couldn't be her...no, it couldn't be...she was dead. Maybe it was just a coincidence. Yeah, that was probably it, because they were just thinking about her about a minute ago.
"She's such a talented and extraordinary girl. I have no doubt at all that you'll be seeing her around campus a lot," said Principal Wilson.
"What is her name?" he asked, still staring after the girl.
"Her name is Sakura. At least, that's what the police said when they found her six years ago," she said.
Yukito whipped his head around.
"Found her? What do you mean?" he asked quickly.
"It was all over the news. A plane from Japan was flying here. But there was a mechanical problem that was overlooked. And so, it crashed somewhere on the outskirts of San Diego. Many of the passengers were dead or else died in the hospital," she said. "But she didn't die. No one knew how, but she survived the crash. But when she woke up, and the officers and doctors asked her what her name was, she said she didn't know."
"So...so how did the name 'Sakura' come to mind?" he asked quietly.
"Well, according to the police, they found a small backpack on her. Inside, there was a funny little pink book and it held a deck of strange looking pink cards. They police were already surprised she had survived, but even more so when they saw none of the cards, the book, or the backpack had been damaged. And something even more puzzling came up."
"What was it?" he asked, beginning to feel numb.
"She was wearing a charm around her neck. It was also pink and was shaped like a key with a gold star set in the middle and two tiny white wings. Even that wasn't damaged. But anyway, back to the things she was carrying. The police found the name 'Sakura' inscribed upon the book and on the cards, so they figured that was her name," finished the principal.
Yukito felt both his and Yue's heart hammering and felt it hard to breathe.
"So...how is she doing?" he asked, trying not to appear over concerned.
"Well, at first, she couldn't remember anything, so the doctors had to help her. They placed her with foster parents. After about a year or so, she started going to school here. Another surprising thing was that she caught up easily, despite the fact that she's Japanese and had no memory. Like I said, she's an extraordinary and talented girl. She lives by herself now," said Principal Wilson.
She checked her watch.
"Well, then, Mr. Tsukishiro. You will be teaching in classroom 16. I have a staff meeting to attend to, so good day," she said.
~Yukito's new apartment~
Yue had surfaced. His whole body was trembling as the full impact of what he heard today hit him. His master was still alive. He felt like his heart would stop when he saw her smile. Her smile...it was still the same. And her eyes...they were still as bright as ever.