Chapter 11

Wolf At The Front Door

Last time on The Curse I Never Had - Everybody had a meatless meal, Midori told Haru about the littlest conversation between her and Ha'ri, and then after taking Haru downstairs, he held her back. Now what'll happen?
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Midori's POV
Now why is he holding me back? I wondered. Uh, oh! I hope that he hasn't gone black on me!

"Uh, what is it?" I asked.

"Remember out first talk, the first time we met?" he asked.

"Yes, of course I do. You said that you love me and I told you that I love you too. Is there something that I'm missing?"

"Well, I've decided that I love you even more than before. That's why I came and got you from Akito-sama. That's why I feel comfortable around you. I really love you Midori-chan, or should I say Rachelle?" he teased. (You guys might be confused, I did say that I revised the whole thing right? Go back to chapter 1 if you're confused) He used my real name and that meant true love since he can't always remember everything.

"I love you more, too," I told him.

"You know, your old name was very pretty," he remarked. I could feel black Haru-chan emerging. He would do things like that when he got too lovey-dovey. Now what do I do? I asked myself.

"Haru-chan, are you sure that you aren't going black on me? I have this strange feeling that you are," I stammered.

"Maybe I am, but that doesn't change the fact that I love you." He pulled me close and gave me a long kiss.

This feeling is so strange inside me. This feeling is a good feeling though, I thought. So I went with it. Every second was precious to me, as it was to him. Neither of us will ever forget this moment, I stated inside my mind. It was fine that he stole my first kiss, because it was from the one I loved the most, and he was giving it to the one he loved the most: me.

We continued our love for a few more minutes when we heard the front door open upstairs. We stopped and went up to see who it was.

It was somebody we had never seen before. She looked very angry.

She had blood-red hair with silver streaks. Her eyes were dark green but turned red when she saw us.

Haru-chan's curiosity kicked in, "Um, who are you?"

Her eyes went back to green. "I'm Miroto Shidou. Sorry if I scared you. Midori-san and Hatsuharu-san, right?" she questioned.

"Yeah, that's right," I replied. "Uh...can you tell us about yourself?"

"Well, I don't want to ramble on too long, so I'll start. Well, I love rock and classical music, gaming, singing, books, and writing. I hate Hiro Sohma-kun to the bone. I love fighting with guns and swords. When I'm happy, I can be hyper and a little sarcastic and when I'm angry, I can be very, very, very, very, mean and really sarcastic. I have a glare that can shatter anybody to bits and I have a killer punch. Oh, I'm cursed by the wolf, and that's why I'm here," she said long-windily.

"Wait, slow down there," said Haru-chan.

"What do you mean, the wolf?" I asked.

"Well, it's a long story, so here I go..."

Wow, I really love cliffies, don't I? This Miroto character was made up by my friend who's an anime freak like me. She just loves Kyo and Shigure. She insisted on being in my story, so I had her make up everything about her character and I even talked to her about her entrance. She came up with how she got cursed and everything! All I had to do was put her in the story and go from there.

Oh, I've been keeping a secret from you guys...no, not really, but I do have something to say about how I write these chapters. I free type, you know, I just go to the computer and type away, spell check and upload. I don't really go over the story until my editor comes over and we go over it together. My editor is really just my neighbor who can catch every typo I can come up with. That was my secret, hahaha! But starting with this chapter, I started writing them in a notebook first. So...maybe things will be a little different. Go figure. I'm psyco.