Disclaimer: *day dreaming* *sighs* If only I owned RK! *Has a vision: Stick figures that are poorly drawn, color outside of the lines.... Basically a first grader's drawing. * O.O uhh... How bout not?!

Author's-blabber-of-nothing-important! Okay... can someone tell me how to use bold, italics and such?! Every time I try it doesn't work!!!! I can't figure it out!!! GAH!!! *rips out masses of hair* O.O Whoops? I wanna finish this story over spring break, cause I have a project, expand and home work ON TOP of track after spring break!!! *pouts*

Another Chance at Life (rokinevilweasel1029@hotmail.com)

*****Chapter 10 ~ Some people like their sleep*****

"KUUUUJJJIIIRRROOOO!!!!!"

The call of her name permeated her peaceful dreaming. What the dream was she couldn't exactly recall, since it was completely forgotten once she woke up. "What the-?"

Ajisai plopped onto the floor next to Kujiro's laying form. She ignored her nerves painful protests of hitting the floor so violently. "Nice to see you're up Kujiro!"

"Ugh... Ajisai, some people like their sleep," Kujiro moaned. There was a sharp pain as she turned over from her wound, obviously not quite healed yet.

"Hehe... whoops? Did I wake up the sleeping baby," Ajisai cooed mockingly. She smiled inwardly awaiting Kujiro's fast witted answer.

"But you're already up!"

"So much for the glad part of you awakening. Whoa... you look... withered..."

"NANI?!"

Ajisai was enjoying her torture of Kujiro. She did every now and then but Kujiro always caught on. Was she just tired from blood loss?

Kujiro mistook the look on Ajisai's worried; she started to believe what Ajisai was telling her. 'Is it a side affect I never knew? Crap.'

Ajisai watched as Kujiro's face washed over with bewilderment. 'She sure is gullible when she isn't healthy...'

"You... actually... believed...me?! You are... SO gullible," Ajisai managed to say between her hysterical fits of laughter.

"What is going on in here?! My patients are complaining about weird noises!" Megumi was stressed out of her mind, there were so many new patients all needing medical attention... she could swear that someone hated her out there.

"Oh... those? That would be Ajisai... She is weird, ne? Maybe you should give her a check up... she may have some, mental problems," Kujiro slyly implied.

Ajisai used to these kinds of comments, and playing along in sync with her, "Oh and I suppose you know that I am, 'crazy,' because you already are?"

Megumi couldn't take it anymore, she was tired, stressed and annoyed. "If you two can't keep it down I will have to ask you BOTH to leave the clinic! I can't have so much noise!"

Kujiro and Ajisai both looked at each other with smiles threatening to appear, but to stop them from coming Kujiro looked away and instead fixed her gaze on Megumi. She tried to get her most angelic smile to appear and look at least semi-innocent.

"We are very sorry Megumi-san! We are just joking! But there is no need to throw us out!" Kujiro tried to sound reassuring and innocent, she was a well practiced liar, it just rolled off of her tongue, even Ajisai couldn't tell sometimes.

Megumi just rolled her eyes, and threw up her hands in exasperation.

Once Megumi was out Ajisai's face turned to that of a devilish smirk.

'She knows something... And she is going to make me guess.'

"What is it Ajisai? What do you know that I don't?"

Ajisai felt like leaving Kujiro waiting awhile before giving her a clear answer, "Well... I don't know. I mean it does include you but-"

"What is it," Kujiro sighed exasperatedly, she was going to make her wait, more like guess.

"Your boyfriend wants to talk to you!"

Kujiro was bewildered, "Boyfriend, I have never had a boyfriend! What boy-... oh," she smacked her forehead with the palm of his hand. "For the last time, he is NOT my boyfriend."

"Oh really? Because he was pretty flushed when he left your room after you woke up."

Kujiro just looked at her with a, 'You've gotta be kiddin' me,' face.

"Well ANYWAY, he wants to talk about something with you..."

Kujiro groaned and ignored Ajisai's devilish grin that spread across her face like wild fire.

~*~

Making sure that this time, Kujiro was covered by her blankets she waited for Souzou to come. Even though she was fully clothed.

She tensed up at the creak of the wood floors outside, how had she become so anxious? It didn't even turn out to be Souzou... she could sense it was a child who slipped out of their room. How lucky they were. Who knows who long she had been bond to this futon. Weeks? Days? Who knows, her body was begging for movement, for signals it could still move properly. She had no doubt that she would be sore after training now, and the first chance she got to hold her katana, she would train until her muscles couldn't move.

She turned to face her window, pining to go outside. To smell the fresh air, to have her long tresses blow around playing with the wind. The periwinkle sky reminded her of rivers, lakes, ponds, hot springs... She wanted to feel the soft touch of the water hugging to her shin, slowly absorbing.

The soft patter of feet, she not only heard it but sensed who it was. Her nerves were calmed by then and she didn't really care that Souzou had come. She just continued to pine to be outside.

There was a soft knock and a mummer of her name in a polite tone.

"Come in," Kujiro replied boredom laced in tightly with her voice.

When the door opened Kujiro turned over to face Souzou. He silently walked over and looked into her face determined. Even though one eye was covered by his extremely long bangs, you could see it in his one eye. His jaw was set and he seemed anxious.

It amused Kujiro, since she was only that way a few minutes ago. It was always nice to se other people who are as nervous as you, kind of a reminder that you are human. "So how are you Souzou? No pain or anything from the sarai I hope."

He smiled weakly at her, "The thing is I can't feel a thing, I can't feel the wind or a pat on the back."

"I knew you would say that. But don't worry Souzou, you will eventually get your feeling of touch back.

"It just because you body hasn't been alive in about ten years. Seeing, hearing, and smell come back easily. But taste and touch, they take awhile to regain. It always depends on the person how long you will remain without the senses of touch and taste. They usually return at the same time. And if it helps any, I do not have any sense of touch or taste as well. It's a punishment for stealing a soul from Nochinoyo."

It was a moment or two before Souzou responded, letting it set in and go over it to fully understand it.

"So, I can't feel or taste anything." That was why he felt empty; he couldn't feel another person's touch or taste food his tongue had been longing to have.

"Yeah," she said, "well it's not like you won't be able to forever. It will come back, but it's impossible to tell when."

They both started to feel empty and incomplete. It was an emptiness that was threatening to tear them to pieces if not filled. Deep somewhere intangible, and yet they could feel its strong weight and emptiness in every part of their body.

Sitting still was always insufferable to Kujiro, so with out warning to stood up and walked to the door, "I'm going for a walk, you are welcome to join me Souzou if you would like."

Author's-blabber-of-nothing-important: Alright... the next chapter is the last... don't expect it to be all great and everything. I don't care for this annoying story at all and wanna start another one. Maybe I'll do my YYH one next or my other RK one that's in my head... Oh well, I am gonna write the last chapter and be done! MUAHAHAHAHA!!!