Chapter 15: Things Are Never As They Seem...

Author's Note: Well, here it is, another chapter! This isn't the best chapter, I have to say....but...it's a chapter. I'm having major Writer's Block with this story. I think I need some time away from it...or some new, good suggestions.

Le Disclaimer: I don't own Hamtaro. It's pretty obvious.

It was a light, almost unnoticeable morning as a white hamster walked to the Clubhouse silently. There was a light breeze, which caused her to feel like hardly anything at all. She yawned here and there. A morning like this only made her feel more tired.

There was no sun; it was just a shady morning. The temperature was nice, but barely noticeable, just like the rest of the details.

Everything was so calm; there were no problems just....life. Bijou was still half asleep as she lazily opened the Clubhouse door.

She was suddenly awakened.

"Maxwell!" yelled a very enraged orange hamster, with "tiger" stripes. "How could you do that!? I mean, really! You have to go to my brother and talk about me behind my back! That's so low!"

Sandy and Maxwell were sitting at the table across from each other. Bijou frowned. They'd get mad at her if she appeared out of nowhere. It was wrong to eavesdrop. But Bijou's curiosity couldn't help but take over here as she leaned against the wall slyly.

"Low!?" Maxwell exclaimed. "You've been shutting me out for the last couple months! I had to find out what was wrong! I was worried Sandy!"

"So!? I can't even talk to my own brother about stuff without everyone hearing! GOD!" Sandy frowned. "I'm fine okay!?"

"Your brother said you haven't been eating nearly as much and been avoiding social events..."

"Oh god no!" Sandy cried. "You like know how Oxnard's death affected me!! I'd never become an anorexic!"

"Well, I still can't help but worry, Sandra!" Maxwell said.

"Sandra!?" Sandy exclaimed. "Don't you DARE call me that, Maxi!"

"Why have you been avoiding me?" he asked.

"Oh, why don't you like just go ask my brother that?" Sandy narrowed her eyes. "He'll tell you."

"Sandy, you're taking this completely the wrong way!"

"Wrong way!?" Sandy turned away. "I have reasons I've been avoiding you."

"Oh god, Sandy, what?" Maxwell screamed. "We're getting married in a few damn months! Are you too nervous to get around me because you're afraid what almost happened will?"

"Maybe..." Sandy whispered, pausing after.

"What was that?" Maxwell asked, still in the same loud volume. "I couldn't hear you!"

"Yes," Sandy said, looking Maxwell straight in the eye. "That's why I've been avoiding you. You happy now?" A tear fell.

"So my prediction was right..." Maxwell said, slyly, inching closer.

Sandy backed away. "Don't get any closer you pervert!"

"Pervert!?" Maxwell exclaimed. "Since when am I a pervert?"

"None of your business," Sandy frowned, being obstinate.

"Well, sweetheart, we are getting married. You need to tell me things...."

"I don't know if I like even wanna get married anymore..." Sandy said, on the verge of tears.

Bijou's eyes widen. Sandy and Maxwell were considering not getting married!? But they looked so happy together...

"You don't know?" Maxwell frowned, a bit hurt. "But Sandy...we've been together for-"

"I don't know anymore, Maxwell," Sandy frowned. "I don't know if I wanna spend my whole life with you."

"But-" Maxwell looked a bit heartbroken.

"I'm totally sorry Maxwell," Sandy said, looking down. "I just...you know..." She sighed.

"No I don't," Maxwell said, looking down. "Tell me now..."

Sandy sighed, and got up, taking her dance ribbon along. "I need some time to think about things, Maxwell..."

"How long?" he questioned.

"I don't know how long..." Sandy answered, heading towards the door.

Bijou's eyes widen. Her cover was about to be blown. It'd be so embarrassing facing those two. They'd be so mad.

"Sandy, please!" Maxwell called before she left. "Can we please just...talk?"

The hamster frowned, and looked over at Maxwell. She slowly walked back over, as Bijou's eyes widen. She wrapped her arms around Maxwell and just sobbed softly.

The white hamster looked down. This really wasn't her place to be getting into. She slowly opened the door, and as silently as she could, walked out.

It was so quiet outside. She looked to the side. It didn't look like anyone was going to come to the Clubhouse. Maybe they were all searching...she was surprised Maxwell and Sandy weren't. She began walking; to no where in particular.

Sometimes it wasn't the destination that mattered; it was just...getting there. Bijou's favorite parts of trips were the rides or walks there. Her mind was more opened; it paid more attention to details. It was more inspired.

Her eyes looked down at the ground as she kept walking. She saw leaves, grass, flowers...some of nature's beauties...

She said nothing; she really had nothing to say. She closed her eyes, and then spotted a hill. She rushed over to it, and took a seat. Her journey stopped there as she remembered the memory that went with this hill.

But she didn't want to remember.

She laid back, and closed her eyes, trying to erase her thoughts of that memory. She didn't want to think about her problems and this would only bring them up.

Again, there were some things she didn't want to remember.

Too much was going on right now. With the sudden 'kidnapping', Oxnard's death, Cappy missing, and Maxwell and Sandy considering breaking up there was too much going on with her friends...and with her.

There was still Hamtaro to talk to. Only she was procrastinating. It was wrong of her to do so; especially after last night's endless thoughts and how they would keep bothering her until she did get the guts to talk to him.

The white hamster looked down. When would she stop making excuses for herself and just face her problems? She encouraged herself to numerous times but the encouragement just didn't work. By the time she actually got to taking action she'd just become nervous again; unwilling to face her problems.

She'd wait for Hamtaro to take the action. Surely he was facing the same thing. Or she'd wait for something else to come up. Surely it would distract her and make her forget. But it wouldn't; nothing will.

Bijou looked up at the clouds. It wasn't until she noticed that one of the clouds were shaped an awfully lot like Hamtaro that her frustration and anger boiled to its limits.

She stood up and looked at the sky, and mainly that one cloud. She wanted to scream; she really wanted to be heard. "STOP IT ALREADY!" she nearly yelled. "I HATE YOU HAMTARO!" her paws were in fists. "ALL YOU DO IS BOTHER ME DAY AND NIGHT AND I DON'T KNOW WHY! AND GOD, IT'S ANNOYING! JUST STAY OUT OF MY THOUGHTS! Please?"

Panting, the white hamster felt somewhat less angry; as if she got a lot off of her. She sat back down and buried her faces in her paws; sobbing softly just like Sandy had with Maxwell.

Hopefully no one heard that little outburst. She didn't really hate Hamtaro; it was just her feelings taking over. Her frustration made her say stuff that wasn't true.

She wanted someone to hold onto just like Sandy had with Maxwell. She was scared to face her problems, and that was the truth. Life was so hard lately...too much was going on...

She finally got up after what seemed like hours and then just let out a sigh. She made a final promise to herself that she would get to talking to Hamtaro. No more procrastinating. She'd talk to him...even if it was the last thing she did.

Final Notes: Well, another very plain chapter. It wasn't too shabby but it wasn't "great". Please review nevertheless. I need some suggestions. Even if you don't...thanks for reading anyway...