Wow!!! thank you sooooo much!! I never thought I would get so many
reviews * and so soon*. Thank you. It makes me feel so special:p *blush*
sorry about the grammar, I was so absorbed in my other fic "More Than it
Meets the Eye", that I 'forgot' to check this fic.*ducks head* sorry!!
I'll make sure from now on, that I check it^^ I hope you are happier with
this chappy, since it's longer:] I guess this fic is gonna be based on the
first novel, "Shadowland" from the mediator series. There are some changes
in this chappy, not that much. I'll try to add more of my stuff for the
later chappys^-^
*Disclaimer* see chapter one:p too lazy to write again-.-;
***I want to thank all reviewers for their um, reviews!!:)***
Love Witch- I still think is creepy when you told me you were going to write the same fic. It reminds me of the twilight zone. I am a mediator fan too!! *duh* and yes, van is gonna be jess *drool* they are both so hot!!!!(I think I told you this already) thank you soooo much for reviewing and being my first reviewer!!
Aeka-himme- oh my god!!! Thank you so much for that review!! I was kinda scared if people didn't like it, but with the help of your review, I have hope that I'm wrong, thank you so much for reviewing, and I reward you by giving a longer chappy^^ enjoy!!!
CrazyCoolCurl25- I'm so glad that I have captured your interest!!! And thank you sooo much for reviewing!!! And here is a new *longer* chappy for ya to enjoy!!!
darkcherry- YES!!! Another mediator fan!! And I know what you mean about jess *drool* he's so hot!!! There couldn't be another person better than van to take his place *drool* okay, enough of drooling and how about reading??? Thanks for reviewing^^
Princess Neptune- thanks for reviewing and here is a new chappy!!! hope you like it:p
Fushizen na- dum, dum, dum!! *mysterious* hee-hee, thank you so much!!!! And here is another chappy, hope you like it =)!!!!!!!!!!!
TennyoAngel711- *holds up "I have continued" sign and grins like a maniac* thank you sooo much!!!! Your review was very helpful and funny:]
And don't forget to up-date your fics!! Enjoy my new chappy^^
DarkAngel- I'm really sorry about the grammar *smiles sheepishly* I forgot to check it. but I'll make sure next time *and this time* there won't *hopefully* be any mistakes^-^ again, I'm sorry if the mistakes really bothered you, i was never I great speller anyways:p thanks for reviewing!!!
Mystic Fanel- thank you, thank you^^ you should really read the mediator novles, they are GOOD!!! *5 books, the new one just came out this Jan.* here's the new chappy, hope you enjoy^^
Jess131346- okay, thanks for the review:p and now you have a reason for reviewing!! *hint, hint, nudge, nudge, the chappy is longer* enjoy!!!!!!
***Okay, now please read my longer chappy, knock yourself out!!!!!!!!!!!!!^-
^***
*~*Mediator Hitomi*~*
**~**Chapter two- The Meaning**~**
Okay, I shouldn't really put it that way; it's really the dead that talk to me. It's not like I go around trying to bring up conversations. I mean, what kind of person do you take me for? The ironic thing is; I try to avoid the whole situation as much as possible. Unfortunately, the ghosts just can't leave me alone. No matter what I do, or where I go, they always find me, they always do. Always.
I still remember the first time I ever saw a ghost. I was around three years old, playing with my Barbies in the living room. I know, pretty pathetic, but hey! I was only three, okay? It was a girl. She looked like she was going to a Halloween party or something except you couldn't see through her, and she didn't look like a person covered with a white bed sheet. She was a small, grey, helpless girl. Being as naïve as I was, I offered her to join me play, but she shook her head sadly looking at me with tired eyes. Before I could say anything or do anything, my mother called me for lunch.
As excited as I was, I hurried to my mother telling her about my new friend and pointed to the direction of the living room, where the grey girl was standing. She looked to the direction of the living room and looked back at me with laughter in her voice, "Uh-huh, you and your imagination, Hitomi. Now eat your veggies young lady."
Parents.you just don't understand them. Just when you're trying to show them something important, they ignore it. In my mom's case, she couldn't even see it. So while I was eating my carrot, I had come to the conclusion that I was the only one that could see the grey girl. Okay, I guess some people can see them as well. Otherwise how could there be ghost stories and haunted houses and all that stuff?
The difference is, most people who see ghosts can only see one. I can see all ghosts. Any soul that is hanging around on the Earth instead where ever he or she is supposed to go, I can see them. And boy, there are a lot of ghosts!
Something else that I had come to a conclusion that day, was not to tell anyone that I saw the ghost, or any in my case. And I never did. I never told anyone about the grey girl, or the others that appeared to me through out the years. I understood that it was something to be discussed with no one. Not ever.
I never really knew what the word for my profession was. That is, until I was forced to do a tarot card reading for Yukari, my best friend. So, there I was, reading Yukari's cards, telling her what she so much wanted to hear: you're going to be a pop singer, you'll be very successful, you'll marry a hunk and have two kids blah, blah, blah. Stuff like that. But instead of her being happy once I was done, and watch that movie we rented "The Flying Pigs", she insisted on me doing a tarot card reading for myself.
And I did. I didn't really care what the cards said, it was only for fun, but if it made Yukari happy, I didn't mind. Ah, what we do for best friends, huh? It's almost as bad as falling in love! Not that I have experience, but that's at least what everyone says.
The thing is; I never really believed that those tarot card readings were so true. It only needed for me to flip the first card, and almost chock on the air I was breathing. The mediator, one who communicates with the dead, a guide to their destination, the one who accomplishes the unfinished work for them, one to arrange any problem for the reason of the dead not being in their rightful place. Funny, I had never seen that card before, nor did I see that card after my tarot reading.
Trying to act as if everything was under control, I picked up another card, and again, it freaked me out. Forbidden Love, the love of two lovers that shouldn't happen, not in their lifetime. One's love to be shared in the afterlife. What the hell is this trying to tell me? Why does it seem that these "mysterious" events always happen to me? Why me? I still ask myself this same question till this day, and I still don't have an answer.
Before I can get another card to see what it held for me, it's when I noticed a hand waving frantically in front of my face while Yukari exclaimed loudly, " Hello, earth to Hitomi!!" I snapped out of my dazed look and tried to seem casual, when underneath I was really freaking out. "So, what does the cards say about your future?" asked a too enthusiastic Yukari with wide starry eyes at me.
"Well, I didn't finish my tarot reading, but so far I'm going to be a reporter, I'll have a husband with three kids and a cat." I gave Yukari a fake smile and I tried my hardest to lie, which I suck at it.
She gave me that quizzical look of hers saying yeah right, "Are you sure? You looked like your life depended on what the cards where saying," announced a concerned Yukari.
Mind reader. Seriously, some times I really think she possesses those kinds of powers. "Ha-ha, where did you get that idea? Nothing's the matter," God I suck badly, I was trying to crawl from that awful situation and hide in a closet or something. Why couldn't she just take the hint and cut it out? Couldn't she tell how uncomfortable I was?
"Okay Hitomi, if you say so, now, what about that movie we rented? I hear Tucker Miguli wears a tight Speedo!" squealed Yukari excitedly while she was bouncing on my bed. You can say that her mind.um, doesn't usually think "clean", but she's still an awesome friend, despite her pervertness and obsession over guys.
While the movie was playing, I couldn't concentrate on it, no matter how many times Tucker Miguli was wearing tight Speedos, or how he and his girl made out. My mind was somewhere else, playing over and over like a broken CD, the scenes where I picked the cards. Those words kept haunting me, mediator.forbidden love.guide for the dead.not for this lifetime.. Well, at least I now knew what I do is called.
My job is pretty much to be the contact person for anyone that hits the bucket, and...um, has left things unfinished. And if I can, I do it for them. It's not any dead, only the unhappy dead. I ask you, does any teenage girl need this? Having the dead haunting you 24/7? Really, you can't go anywhere without bumping into a problem with them.
You turn around the corner, and look, there's this ghost of an old lady who wants you to tell her granddaughter that she can keep her cat. Or you're about to cross the streets, and there's this guy that was run over. And he wants you to tell the police that such and such ran over him, so he can rest in peace, where ever that is.
These are only the types of ghosts that know why they're still hanging on Earth. Most of them don't even know it, and that means I have to solve it. Just peachy. There are also some of them who wants to hang around, knowing that whatever they have done during their lives, the afterlife won't be very pleasant. So they just stay and bug people, knock things over, slam doors. You know. You're typical un-friendly ghosts. But sometimes they can get tough, hurt people on purpose. And that's when I have to use some actions in kicking some serious ghost butts.
Unfortunately, that's the reason why I was so popular in the principle's office and detention, back at my old school. That's right, if it wasn't enough for me to have these weird abilities, have my parents divorced since I was born, my mom decides to marry again. And just not anyone, but a guy with three kids. Three boys, teenage boys. Also, my mom and I had to move in with them. Meaning, I had to leave Yukari and my childhood memories at New Jersey, and move to sunny California. Well, it's not like I'm going to miss anything, apart from Yukari.
I was always getting into trouble with the school and the police would sometimes drop by. And it's not like I had any friends, apart from Yukari, with all that fame with the cops and school, who would want to be friends with me? Not to mention they thought I was weird. So in over all, I won'tbe missing anything. But I'm a teenager; I'm supposed to complain, right? Other wise where's the fun in that? Ah, life just can't get any better.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
There!!!! I hope you all like it^^ thanks to all your positive reviews, you made me want to up-date earlier. Again , it's still kinda of an intro. Don't worry, next chappy is where the story really begins^-^ please review!!! I want to know what you think^^ *not too hard on the flames please!!* and I hope there isn't any spelling mistake, because I checked it three times:p until next time,
hitomi-chan^-^
29/03/03
*Disclaimer* see chapter one:p too lazy to write again-.-;
***I want to thank all reviewers for their um, reviews!!:)***
Love Witch- I still think is creepy when you told me you were going to write the same fic. It reminds me of the twilight zone. I am a mediator fan too!! *duh* and yes, van is gonna be jess *drool* they are both so hot!!!!(I think I told you this already) thank you soooo much for reviewing and being my first reviewer!!
Aeka-himme- oh my god!!! Thank you so much for that review!! I was kinda scared if people didn't like it, but with the help of your review, I have hope that I'm wrong, thank you so much for reviewing, and I reward you by giving a longer chappy^^ enjoy!!!
CrazyCoolCurl25- I'm so glad that I have captured your interest!!! And thank you sooo much for reviewing!!! And here is a new *longer* chappy for ya to enjoy!!!
darkcherry- YES!!! Another mediator fan!! And I know what you mean about jess *drool* he's so hot!!! There couldn't be another person better than van to take his place *drool* okay, enough of drooling and how about reading??? Thanks for reviewing^^
Princess Neptune- thanks for reviewing and here is a new chappy!!! hope you like it:p
Fushizen na- dum, dum, dum!! *mysterious* hee-hee, thank you so much!!!! And here is another chappy, hope you like it =)!!!!!!!!!!!
TennyoAngel711- *holds up "I have continued" sign and grins like a maniac* thank you sooo much!!!! Your review was very helpful and funny:]
And don't forget to up-date your fics!! Enjoy my new chappy^^
DarkAngel- I'm really sorry about the grammar *smiles sheepishly* I forgot to check it. but I'll make sure next time *and this time* there won't *hopefully* be any mistakes^-^ again, I'm sorry if the mistakes really bothered you, i was never I great speller anyways:p thanks for reviewing!!!
Mystic Fanel- thank you, thank you^^ you should really read the mediator novles, they are GOOD!!! *5 books, the new one just came out this Jan.* here's the new chappy, hope you enjoy^^
Jess131346- okay, thanks for the review:p and now you have a reason for reviewing!! *hint, hint, nudge, nudge, the chappy is longer* enjoy!!!!!!
***Okay, now please read my longer chappy, knock yourself out!!!!!!!!!!!!!^-
^***
*~*Mediator Hitomi*~*
**~**Chapter two- The Meaning**~**
Okay, I shouldn't really put it that way; it's really the dead that talk to me. It's not like I go around trying to bring up conversations. I mean, what kind of person do you take me for? The ironic thing is; I try to avoid the whole situation as much as possible. Unfortunately, the ghosts just can't leave me alone. No matter what I do, or where I go, they always find me, they always do. Always.
I still remember the first time I ever saw a ghost. I was around three years old, playing with my Barbies in the living room. I know, pretty pathetic, but hey! I was only three, okay? It was a girl. She looked like she was going to a Halloween party or something except you couldn't see through her, and she didn't look like a person covered with a white bed sheet. She was a small, grey, helpless girl. Being as naïve as I was, I offered her to join me play, but she shook her head sadly looking at me with tired eyes. Before I could say anything or do anything, my mother called me for lunch.
As excited as I was, I hurried to my mother telling her about my new friend and pointed to the direction of the living room, where the grey girl was standing. She looked to the direction of the living room and looked back at me with laughter in her voice, "Uh-huh, you and your imagination, Hitomi. Now eat your veggies young lady."
Parents.you just don't understand them. Just when you're trying to show them something important, they ignore it. In my mom's case, she couldn't even see it. So while I was eating my carrot, I had come to the conclusion that I was the only one that could see the grey girl. Okay, I guess some people can see them as well. Otherwise how could there be ghost stories and haunted houses and all that stuff?
The difference is, most people who see ghosts can only see one. I can see all ghosts. Any soul that is hanging around on the Earth instead where ever he or she is supposed to go, I can see them. And boy, there are a lot of ghosts!
Something else that I had come to a conclusion that day, was not to tell anyone that I saw the ghost, or any in my case. And I never did. I never told anyone about the grey girl, or the others that appeared to me through out the years. I understood that it was something to be discussed with no one. Not ever.
I never really knew what the word for my profession was. That is, until I was forced to do a tarot card reading for Yukari, my best friend. So, there I was, reading Yukari's cards, telling her what she so much wanted to hear: you're going to be a pop singer, you'll be very successful, you'll marry a hunk and have two kids blah, blah, blah. Stuff like that. But instead of her being happy once I was done, and watch that movie we rented "The Flying Pigs", she insisted on me doing a tarot card reading for myself.
And I did. I didn't really care what the cards said, it was only for fun, but if it made Yukari happy, I didn't mind. Ah, what we do for best friends, huh? It's almost as bad as falling in love! Not that I have experience, but that's at least what everyone says.
The thing is; I never really believed that those tarot card readings were so true. It only needed for me to flip the first card, and almost chock on the air I was breathing. The mediator, one who communicates with the dead, a guide to their destination, the one who accomplishes the unfinished work for them, one to arrange any problem for the reason of the dead not being in their rightful place. Funny, I had never seen that card before, nor did I see that card after my tarot reading.
Trying to act as if everything was under control, I picked up another card, and again, it freaked me out. Forbidden Love, the love of two lovers that shouldn't happen, not in their lifetime. One's love to be shared in the afterlife. What the hell is this trying to tell me? Why does it seem that these "mysterious" events always happen to me? Why me? I still ask myself this same question till this day, and I still don't have an answer.
Before I can get another card to see what it held for me, it's when I noticed a hand waving frantically in front of my face while Yukari exclaimed loudly, " Hello, earth to Hitomi!!" I snapped out of my dazed look and tried to seem casual, when underneath I was really freaking out. "So, what does the cards say about your future?" asked a too enthusiastic Yukari with wide starry eyes at me.
"Well, I didn't finish my tarot reading, but so far I'm going to be a reporter, I'll have a husband with three kids and a cat." I gave Yukari a fake smile and I tried my hardest to lie, which I suck at it.
She gave me that quizzical look of hers saying yeah right, "Are you sure? You looked like your life depended on what the cards where saying," announced a concerned Yukari.
Mind reader. Seriously, some times I really think she possesses those kinds of powers. "Ha-ha, where did you get that idea? Nothing's the matter," God I suck badly, I was trying to crawl from that awful situation and hide in a closet or something. Why couldn't she just take the hint and cut it out? Couldn't she tell how uncomfortable I was?
"Okay Hitomi, if you say so, now, what about that movie we rented? I hear Tucker Miguli wears a tight Speedo!" squealed Yukari excitedly while she was bouncing on my bed. You can say that her mind.um, doesn't usually think "clean", but she's still an awesome friend, despite her pervertness and obsession over guys.
While the movie was playing, I couldn't concentrate on it, no matter how many times Tucker Miguli was wearing tight Speedos, or how he and his girl made out. My mind was somewhere else, playing over and over like a broken CD, the scenes where I picked the cards. Those words kept haunting me, mediator.forbidden love.guide for the dead.not for this lifetime.. Well, at least I now knew what I do is called.
My job is pretty much to be the contact person for anyone that hits the bucket, and...um, has left things unfinished. And if I can, I do it for them. It's not any dead, only the unhappy dead. I ask you, does any teenage girl need this? Having the dead haunting you 24/7? Really, you can't go anywhere without bumping into a problem with them.
You turn around the corner, and look, there's this ghost of an old lady who wants you to tell her granddaughter that she can keep her cat. Or you're about to cross the streets, and there's this guy that was run over. And he wants you to tell the police that such and such ran over him, so he can rest in peace, where ever that is.
These are only the types of ghosts that know why they're still hanging on Earth. Most of them don't even know it, and that means I have to solve it. Just peachy. There are also some of them who wants to hang around, knowing that whatever they have done during their lives, the afterlife won't be very pleasant. So they just stay and bug people, knock things over, slam doors. You know. You're typical un-friendly ghosts. But sometimes they can get tough, hurt people on purpose. And that's when I have to use some actions in kicking some serious ghost butts.
Unfortunately, that's the reason why I was so popular in the principle's office and detention, back at my old school. That's right, if it wasn't enough for me to have these weird abilities, have my parents divorced since I was born, my mom decides to marry again. And just not anyone, but a guy with three kids. Three boys, teenage boys. Also, my mom and I had to move in with them. Meaning, I had to leave Yukari and my childhood memories at New Jersey, and move to sunny California. Well, it's not like I'm going to miss anything, apart from Yukari.
I was always getting into trouble with the school and the police would sometimes drop by. And it's not like I had any friends, apart from Yukari, with all that fame with the cops and school, who would want to be friends with me? Not to mention they thought I was weird. So in over all, I won'tbe missing anything. But I'm a teenager; I'm supposed to complain, right? Other wise where's the fun in that? Ah, life just can't get any better.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
There!!!! I hope you all like it^^ thanks to all your positive reviews, you made me want to up-date earlier. Again , it's still kinda of an intro. Don't worry, next chappy is where the story really begins^-^ please review!!! I want to know what you think^^ *not too hard on the flames please!!* and I hope there isn't any spelling mistake, because I checked it three times:p until next time,
hitomi-chan^-^
29/03/03