Chapter 6

Randomness Galore

Last time on Reverse Of The Curse - A little conversation between Breezy and Haru about Yuki and Kyo. That was about it.
Randomness is going to take over this fic. This will probably be a rather short fic, but fun to write none the less. I was a little depressed when I started writing this chapter, so don't expect too much out of me, but this is a lot longer than the last chapter, that's for sure.
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Breezy's POV (with randomness, of course)
Weeks went by since that conversation and the fighting still hasn't ceased.

"Ya damn rat! Why can't I do what I want?!" Kyo yelled at Yuki.

"Because you are too dimwitted to know anything about love," Yuki answered. It was a rather weak comeback but he had used so many over time.

I did, however, have that conversation with Tohru. (begin flashback)

I saw Tohru in the kitchen and talked to her. "Tohru-chan, do you like Kyo?"

"Wha--?" she stammered.

"I know, it's kinda outta the blue, but, do you?" I asked.

"Um, uh, well, you see...perhaps, maybe, oh, ah, YES!" she blurted out.

"I knew it!" I exclaimed.

"Really?" she asked dumbly.

"Fire!" I yelled.

"Where!? Where?!" she panicked.

"Pickles!" I exclaimed. (A/N: Ah, randomness)

"You're making no sense at all," Tohru remarked.

"I know, there i no fire and there are no pickles. Just a random moment," I explained. "I'm just crazy." (end of flashback)

So...I lost the tape. But I know that it's somewhere around here...I just couldn't find it in my oh-so messy room. Tohru insisted that I clean it or have her clean it for me. I have my reasons for her to not clean it. (A/N: Now, now, don't go off and get any bad ideas)

I knew that I needed to find it, so I set out on a journey to my room. I'd probably drown in the mess or get lost in it.

So, I went to go look and while I was wondering where to start, Tohru came in and asked why I wouldn't let her help me clean my room. "Um...fiure in the kitchen! With pickles in it! Run!!" I yelled.

"What!? A fire in our lovely kitchen?" asked Shigure, who just happened to poke his nose in.

"Don't just stand there! Tohru, your kitchen is swarming with beavers and is on fire!" I yelled, trying to convince Tohru and Shigure to go and look.

When they went to go and look, I saw, finally, the tape. It was right under my nose. I was having a blond moment. I grabbed it and the tape recorder and listened to it. But, unfortunately, I never recorded it. I'd messed up and recorded from where I yelled "Fire!" to where I said "I'm just crazy."

"What did I do wrong!?" I screamed to a blue jay outside my window.

I was surprised to hear a squeaky voice answer me, "Well, you're just weird. Imagine that, a human talking to me. I'm so flattered."

"Who said that?" I asked. "Where are you, Tohru? Shigure? Yuki? Is that you? Anybody?"

"No, it's the wall speaking. Yeah, right. It's me, Jay, the oh-so beautiful songbird. Aren't I pretty?" asked the blue jay.

"Um...well, uh, yes, of course you're pretty, but I thought that you, a blue jay, can't talk," I queried. I was so stunned that a bird could talk to me.

"Well, for one thing, humans don't talk to me very much, so they don't know I can talk if they don't say something to me. Second, about your question. You didn't do anything wrong, it's just that something was supposed to happen at that moment but it didn't. Something or somebody stopped that from happening. If you want advice, go talk to Rayna Rohea. She'll know what to do. Good-bye!" Jay called as he flew off.

"What does hat mean? Who's Rayna Rohea? Maybe Yuki knows. I'll go ask him...but, did I just have a talk with a blue jay?"

"What!? A talking blue jay? Are you sure?" asked Yuki.

"Yes, I'm sure. Do you happen to know who Rayna Rohea is?" I questioned.

"Yes, I know who she is. But I should warn you thats it's not a good idea to go see her right now. Take my advice if you're a good girl," he replied. I'd never seen him like that before. He was really worried about me this time around. He had pushed me aside.

He walked away, very slowly, as if he were thinking about what I had said. Suddenly, he tripped and fell headlong into a bucket of soapy water that Tohru had been using to wash the windows.

"Oh, Yuki!! Are you okay!?" she frantically asked him.

"I left Tohru to minister to Yuki as Kyo collapsed laughing onto the floor. I just walked to my room and sat down on the bed. I was so confused. I wondered where I would find Rayna Rohea.

Maybe I should ask around at school, I thought to myself.

Just then, Kyo flew through the wall to hit another wall and then to go through that wall to the ground outside. I saw Tohru run outside followed by Shigure, who was carrying the first aid kit.

I heard the, talking, "Oh, Kyo, are you okay? Is anything broken?" I distinctly heard Tohru cry.

"Hm, maybe his head?" suggested Yuki.

"No, his brain," Shigure said giggling quietly.

"That's not funny!" Kyo yelled angrily.

I hopped right in the middle of it and said, "Lookie, lookie! A firefly!"

"What does that have to do with what's going on!?" demanded Kyo.

"Absolutely nothing," I replied.

"Then why even say anything?" Kyo yelled back.

"Because I wanted to get your attention. Do you know Rayna Rohea?" I asked.

"Yeah, but why do you wanna know? She's not somebody that people should really go near. She's a 2nd year in middle school and is really mouthy. She's an orphan so she doesn't really have much to live for," Kyo explained. I'm sure, though, that if Yuki were to be the one to ask him that, Kyo would've tried o kill him.

"I wanted to know because a blue jay came by and said that I should go and talk to her," I said.

"You're weird. Blue jays can't talk. I think you were hallucinating. Why don't you go to sleep," relied Kyo.

"B-but...it wasn't a hallucination! I'll go look for him! I'll prove that he's real!"

I ran out to the woods and called for Jay. He came, but I wasn't sure if it was actually him because one blue jay looks like another.

"Are you Jay? My friend Kyo doesn't believe that you can actually talk. Could you please have a word with him?" I asked very politely.

"Hm...yes, I'm Jay. I don't thing that I like this Kyo person. I've seen him turn into a cat and I'm afraid that he'll eat me. I won't tell anyone about his transformation, so don't worry. But I will talk to him if you promise that he won't try to eat me," he stated firmly.

"Okay, I promise that he won't eat you," I said reassuringly.

So Jay went and talked to an astonished Kyo, explaining what had happened. When Jay left, Kyo was about to faint and he staggered off to his room.

I walked to the kitchen and asked Tohru, "Is there anything that I can do to help with dinner?"

She said, "That's not necessary."

So, for some reason or another, I started to play with an invisible jump rope.

After awhile, Tohru announced that dinner was ready. I stopped playing with my invisible jump rope to go and eat. It was a wonder why I was so skinny. Now one would ever know.

At the table, we talked about various things ranging from the talking blue jay to Rayna Rohea.

After dinner, I had made a decision: I was going to go to the middle school with Haru after school was over, Kyo had given enough hints to where I could find her.

When the last bell rang, I made a mad dash to my locker and then to Haru's. I had to rush him out the door and down to Yumira Middle School (A/N: I made this up...or did I...?) and waited for them to be let out.

The bell ran and we didn't see Rayna until everybody else had left. She was just as Kyo described: wearing straight black pigtails and she wore a black girls uniform over the standard pink one because she hated that color so much.

The 13-year-old walked toward us and asked, "What're you standing there for?"

Great, another Hiro, I thought. "We're waiting for you," I told her.

"Well, what do you want? You better make it quick," she sneered.

"What you little--" Haru began to go black.

"Haru, not here! You don't want to transform or anything, do you?" I whispered to him. She shook his head. "Good. Well, I'm the one who wants to see you. I had a talk with a blue jay names Jay and he said that you could give me some advice," I explained.

"Oh, Jay? He's a friend of mine. I saved him from an orange cat once. Oh, how I hate cats! Foolish and useless. Lucky they aren't in the Chinese zodiac 'cause they sure don't deserve to be there with all of the other great animals. So, why did he send you to me and about what?" she inquired. (A/N: I have this strange feeling that that orange cat was Kyo...)

"I needed...no, Haru had me bring a tape recorder when talking to Tohru about Kyo. I lost the tape and found it yesterday. I played it and it only had the end of the conversation where I had a random moment. He said, Jay, that things happen like that and that maybe I should come and see you for some advice. So, here I am," I said.

"I know what we wants me to tell you. You see...well, we should find a place to sit."

Ha! I'll cut it off here. This chapter is getting too long for my liking. I had my editor (obstanleycat) come by and she wrote about half of this chapter. We took turns writing in my notebook and then I had to type it up and you get it. I love the randomness that she added. It was her idea for Jay and to add another OC. I have a bunch of papers that people make me for character profiles and then I slap them into the story. How clever of me:)
Character profile

Name - Rayna (as in Ray-na, not ra-nay)

age - 13

Blood type - A

Star sign - Scorpio

Likes - putting her hair up in pigtails, going dancing.

Dislikes - pink, cats

Relatives - twin brother. You'll learn more about him chapter

Weight - 80 lbs.

Height - 4'5"

Eye Color - Brown

Hair Color - Straight black

Background history - She was--wait! You'll find that out next chapter you cheater! Her mouth gets her in trouble a lot and she's not afraid to speak her mind. She's like a girly version of Hiro only a little different. She's not cursed.

Yay! Another OC. This will probably be the last OC in this story. I only added her to contribute to the on going randomness.