SOTGD: O.K. here we go.
Shigure: Where would WE be going?
SOTGD: How did you get out of my closet?
Shigure: You forgot to close the door.
SOTGD: *throws Shigure in closet, slams door* Grrr
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Darkness surrounded everything. Nothing was in sight, just the deep abyss. Migone shuttered, it was cold. To cold. She sensed warmth, a body near her own. She reached out. Her hand slid acrossed soft fabric. Then a hand gentally touched her own. It moved along her body to her face.
Her eyes suddenly adjusted to the dark. She saw a face close to her own. She was unable to recognize it. She could feel the breath of the other present person. Then the other leaned in, closer than before. The presence of the other, made Migone confortable, like she had known it her whole life.
The source of heat, holding Migone, tightened its grip. Then slightly kissed her. She pulled away with distrust, yet felt a distant sadness fill her. She embraced it, never wishing to let go. She glimpsed his face and with shock released him.
Then Migone awoke. She was covered in sweat. It was late morning. She felt stares on her back. She didn't need to look to see who they were from. She had been dreaming of him the whole night. Her dreams were unwanted.
"I need something to wear, Akito." His name, it had crossed her lips without her even thinking. His name brought her discomfort. It reminded her of the nightmare she was having only moments before.
Akito had been stareing at her for quite sometime. He hadn't expected her to know it was him, though. He had been sitting directly behind her to avoid being seen. The thought puzzeled him for a minute, then faded from his mind.
"Why?" It was a foolish question, but the only question Akito could think of.
"Because I wish to meet Shigure-San this day." Migone stood, taking the blanket with her. She rapped it tightly around her. Her eyes now fell over Akito's figure. Not unlike her own. They were both small made, even short. The only differences were Akito was male, with black hair and dark teal colored eyes. His eyes were cold.
Migone couldn't stay in the same room with him any longer. She stepped outside. She noticed the door was fixed. Then her wounds all burst with pain. Windows broke. All with her shriek of pain. She sat on the ground. Chanting. Hatori, who had came quickly at the first hint of her agony, was astonished by the chants. He couldn't understand them, but could hear them.
After a full ten minutes of her chanting, she stopped and looked up at the many eyes peering at her. As Hatori half drug, half carried her back to the office, she protested loudly.
"Let me go Hatori! I must see Shigure-San! Let me go!" Anger pulsed through her. Flames exploded from the sides of her badly torn kimono. Hatoir released her, but only to put out the sudden fire.
After finally getting her to the office, settling her, and tending to her new wounds, Hatori reassured her, she would be fine.
"They will heal quickly. You will get to see Shigure today, I'll get him to come here. O.K. Now how did your kimono catch on fire?"
"It just did. Hatori-San tell me about Shigure-San." Migone demanded. She owed Hatori a lot including her life, but she still was interested in her real rescuer.
"Well, we grew up together. He can be annoying sometimes and a bit perverted. I take that back, a lot perverted." Hatori began to feel strange, talking to a outsider about Shigure. Talking to an outsider was strange enough.
"Hatori-San, I need some new clothing." Migone needed to get new clothing quickly.
"I may be able to get someone to loan you some clothing." Hatori responed, then exited.
Again Migone found herself alone. At first everything was quiet, then Akito came in. He took a seat, on the floor, beside her. He was to close she decided, and she shifted her weight.
"I need to ask you. What was the dream you were having?"
"Before I answer your question tell me why were you watching me sleep?" Migone's tone was tense.
"Because I could."
"My dreams are none of your concern." Her tone had a hint of coldness.
"Why do you call Hatori and Shigure San, but simply call me Akito?"
"They are older than me. They saved my life and I respect them...... If you would like I will call you San." sarcasm was present in Migone's voice.
"No. Please do whatever makes you happy."
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SOTGD: There I added a romantic dream. If you have any questions, like why things shatter when Migone is in pain, or about anything just notify me. I'm here to please.
Shigure: Really
SOTGD: Shut-up Shigure. Wait how did you get out of the closet? *chases Shigure* Come back before my parents see you!
Yuki: Well that's all for now. Please review or she may go crazy AGAIN. Review. Please.
Shigure: Where would WE be going?
SOTGD: How did you get out of my closet?
Shigure: You forgot to close the door.
SOTGD: *throws Shigure in closet, slams door* Grrr
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Darkness surrounded everything. Nothing was in sight, just the deep abyss. Migone shuttered, it was cold. To cold. She sensed warmth, a body near her own. She reached out. Her hand slid acrossed soft fabric. Then a hand gentally touched her own. It moved along her body to her face.
Her eyes suddenly adjusted to the dark. She saw a face close to her own. She was unable to recognize it. She could feel the breath of the other present person. Then the other leaned in, closer than before. The presence of the other, made Migone confortable, like she had known it her whole life.
The source of heat, holding Migone, tightened its grip. Then slightly kissed her. She pulled away with distrust, yet felt a distant sadness fill her. She embraced it, never wishing to let go. She glimpsed his face and with shock released him.
Then Migone awoke. She was covered in sweat. It was late morning. She felt stares on her back. She didn't need to look to see who they were from. She had been dreaming of him the whole night. Her dreams were unwanted.
"I need something to wear, Akito." His name, it had crossed her lips without her even thinking. His name brought her discomfort. It reminded her of the nightmare she was having only moments before.
Akito had been stareing at her for quite sometime. He hadn't expected her to know it was him, though. He had been sitting directly behind her to avoid being seen. The thought puzzeled him for a minute, then faded from his mind.
"Why?" It was a foolish question, but the only question Akito could think of.
"Because I wish to meet Shigure-San this day." Migone stood, taking the blanket with her. She rapped it tightly around her. Her eyes now fell over Akito's figure. Not unlike her own. They were both small made, even short. The only differences were Akito was male, with black hair and dark teal colored eyes. His eyes were cold.
Migone couldn't stay in the same room with him any longer. She stepped outside. She noticed the door was fixed. Then her wounds all burst with pain. Windows broke. All with her shriek of pain. She sat on the ground. Chanting. Hatori, who had came quickly at the first hint of her agony, was astonished by the chants. He couldn't understand them, but could hear them.
After a full ten minutes of her chanting, she stopped and looked up at the many eyes peering at her. As Hatori half drug, half carried her back to the office, she protested loudly.
"Let me go Hatori! I must see Shigure-San! Let me go!" Anger pulsed through her. Flames exploded from the sides of her badly torn kimono. Hatoir released her, but only to put out the sudden fire.
After finally getting her to the office, settling her, and tending to her new wounds, Hatori reassured her, she would be fine.
"They will heal quickly. You will get to see Shigure today, I'll get him to come here. O.K. Now how did your kimono catch on fire?"
"It just did. Hatori-San tell me about Shigure-San." Migone demanded. She owed Hatori a lot including her life, but she still was interested in her real rescuer.
"Well, we grew up together. He can be annoying sometimes and a bit perverted. I take that back, a lot perverted." Hatori began to feel strange, talking to a outsider about Shigure. Talking to an outsider was strange enough.
"Hatori-San, I need some new clothing." Migone needed to get new clothing quickly.
"I may be able to get someone to loan you some clothing." Hatori responed, then exited.
Again Migone found herself alone. At first everything was quiet, then Akito came in. He took a seat, on the floor, beside her. He was to close she decided, and she shifted her weight.
"I need to ask you. What was the dream you were having?"
"Before I answer your question tell me why were you watching me sleep?" Migone's tone was tense.
"Because I could."
"My dreams are none of your concern." Her tone had a hint of coldness.
"Why do you call Hatori and Shigure San, but simply call me Akito?"
"They are older than me. They saved my life and I respect them...... If you would like I will call you San." sarcasm was present in Migone's voice.
"No. Please do whatever makes you happy."
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SOTGD: There I added a romantic dream. If you have any questions, like why things shatter when Migone is in pain, or about anything just notify me. I'm here to please.
Shigure: Really
SOTGD: Shut-up Shigure. Wait how did you get out of the closet? *chases Shigure* Come back before my parents see you!
Yuki: Well that's all for now. Please review or she may go crazy AGAIN. Review. Please.