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A/N: Hey y'all thankz for the ones who reviewed. It seems that I've been getting a few reviews on this story, some of my past reviewers e-mailed me saying that they hardly have time to go to the internet and that they're really sorry. I appreciate them telling me that, so still thankz to all. However, because of the lack of reviews, I'm kind of losing my motivation to keep writing this story. But, I won't stop, even though that's happening. It's just that maybe my updates would come slow because of it, and I've been focusing on my other stories. So yeah, but don't worry, I won't stop writing like I did last year, but I might lag off a bit. Thankz to all the reviewers ok
Hatred Blossoms to Love
Chapter 13: Passing notes
Tamahome stood up from the table after looking at his watch. They have about 15 more minutes of free time that Miaka is missing out on. He wondered to himself where she is so he excused himself from the others. They all just nodded his head, understanding what he's about to do.
Tamahome was walking for about 5 minutes now, but he still couldn't find a glimpse of Miaka. He really had no idea where she could have gone, nor does he have any idea what could be bothering her lately. She seemed out of the blue ever since he told her what happened. A sudden realization hit Tamahome like a brick on the head.
" She couldn't act right around me because of what I told her. She might be feeling sorry for me. Stupid me, I shouldn't have told her." Tamahome looked up and saw Miaka walking from the distance. She was looking at the ground, not looking at where she's going. Tamahome, seeing that she's deep in thoughts decided not to yell her name.
He went through the trees, hiding behind them. Maybe giving her a little scare, would liven her a it. He hid behind one of the trees, waiting for Miaka to pass by. Miaka didn't seem to notice him at all. After she passed the tree that Tamahome was on, he leapt away from the tree, creeping up behind her.
" Boo!" Tamahome yelled, which took Miaka by surprise. She spun around with her backpack on her hand and swung it at the person, thinking to herself that it was someone who was about to kidnap her.
Tamahome got the full hit of the backpack smack dab on his face. He fell on the ground because of the impact that it created.
" Ouchhhh," Tamahome winced from the pain.
Miaka blinked in surprise and looked down. She saw Tamahome with his face somewhat a little bit hurt from the bag that she swung at him.
" Tamahome?!"
" Hey Miaka," greeted Tamahome with his other eye closed, rubbing the back of his head.
Miaka kneeled down in front of him to check if he was okay, " What were you doing scaring me like that anyways?"
" Just wanted to liven you up a bit." Tamahome said.
" That was stupid of you. Anyways, sorry about that. It's just sort of a reflex kind of thing. You totally surprised me." Miaka said, still kneeling in front of Tamahome.
" Can't you just tell me what's bothering you," he said, totally changing the subject.
Miaka'a body stiffened, remembering about that again. Also, she remembered about what she figured out a while ago, her real feelings for Tamahome. Sighing, she stood up pulling Tamahome by the arm, helping him up.
Tamahome dusted his clothes off and picked up his backpack that was crushed to the ground because he was on top of it. Miaka started to walk off, while he followed from behind. Miaka still not talking, Tamahome decided to at least respect her decision of not telling her what's wrong.
They walked quietly, side by side, each not saying a word to another. The silence between the two of them seemed to be too much for Tamahome. When he was about to ask her about something, he didn't got to it because she suddenly spoke.
" Tamahome, do you still love that Naomi girl you told me about?" Miaka tilted her head on the side, hiding the blush that crept on to her cheeks away from Tamahome.
Tamahome blinked at her question not responding back at all. Miaka blushed more about it and said," Forget what I said..it just came out of nowhere.."
" I don't know," Tamahome responded back, surprising Miaka that he actually answered her question. " I mean, I know that I still care for her even though she's dead, but I think I don't love her anymore."
" You think? So, you're not sure?" asked Miaka.
Tamahome shrugged, " I haven't really thought about that for a long time. I've been blaming myself inside for what happened to her, and I haven't got to think if I still have feelings for her. But, I really don't think I still love her, I think I've finally moved on."
" But, it still means that you're not sure."
" Yeah, but slowly I've been falling for someone else," Tamahome looked at her with seriousness in his face although Miaka didn't notice it. It didn't even registered in her mind that he's falling for someone else. She keeps on thinking about his feelings for Naomi.
" Is that what's been bothering you lately?" his question seemes to popped out of nowhere disturbing Miaka's thinking.
" No, I told you I just have a headache," Miaka lied. " And I was just curious if you still love her..."
" You're not jealous are you?" Tamahome teased, putting his arms around her shoulders.
Miaka looked up at him, " You crazy or something? Why would I be jealous?" her last question was like a whisper that you could barely hear it.
" You're jealous because you like me," Tamahome calmly pointed out, as if it was no big deal.
Miaka pushed him to the side, " Yeah right! Like I would fall in love with a jerk like you!"
Tamahome tried to balance himself from tipping over. He jammed his hands into his pockets and looked up the sky. " Do you still think I'm a real jerk? Haven't I been nice to you for the past few days?"
" Yeah, but still...."
The bell rang interrupting the two's conversation. Tamahome grabbed Miaka's hand, pulling her to the school, " Come on, the bell rang."
" I know that you know. Slow down," Tamahome dragged Miaka to the school. Miaka silently enjoying the warmth of Tamahome's hand onto hers.
" Now that all your answers are answered, no more thinking okay? You're gonna end up with a much painful headache if you don't stop," Tamahome scolded.
" Yes sir," Miaka laughed and let Tamahome drag her to the school.
Miaka laid her chin on her upturned palm. Practically every students in the classroom right now are bored to death over the lecture that their teacher is teaching them. Some are goofing off unnoticable to their teacher.
Miaka felt something soft hit her on the head. She looked down and saw a paper folded neatly on the ground with her name on it.
She picked it up and read it to herself, " Boring lecture ain't it Miaka?" Miaka turned around to see Tamahome making faces at the teacher who had his back turned towards the students. Miaka tried to stifle a laugh.
She grabbed her pink pen from her backpack writing something down on the piece of paper. She folded it to the way it was and threw it back to Tamahome without the teacher seeing it.
The paper landed on Tamahome's desk. He took it, opening it and read, " If the teacher catches you, you're gonna get in trouble."
Tamahome wrote down something again, threw it at Miaka and she read, " Oh well...anyways, you feeling better now?"
A/N: I'm just gonna put down what they're writing on the paper.
" Yeah, a lot better. Ummm, Tamahome, you don't mind if I ask you something personal do you?"
" Like the thing about Naomi?"
Miaka blushed at that, " Well, its not about her anymore.."
" Go ahead."
" Well, you told me that you're mom survived that thing right? Where is she now?"
" Right now, she's at the hospital. She has her monthly checkup today."
" Ohh, but how come I didn't see her last time when I went over there."
" My dad brought her with him to some relatives of ours."
" Ohhh, is there any improvements about her condition?"
" Over the past two years, not much at all. She's been eating much more than the first few months. Not much improved on her walking abilities. She can stand up once in a while with someone holding her. But she looks pretty lifeless, she still hasn't uttered a word ever since."
" Have you tried talking to her at all?"
" Yeah, of course. But, I feel useless. I can't offer any more help than that....."
Miaka gave Tamahome a look of sympathy. Tamahome just waved it off though. Miaka turned her attention back to the teacher but she still couldn't help but to think of how much Tamahome is must be suffering of seeing his mom confined in a wheelchair.
Nakago peeked at the two and smiled to himself. He wrote down something on a paper and tossed it to Yui who was busily talking to Houki.
Yui opened it, reading what's inside. Houki peeked at the note that Nakago threw at her. Both girls read it, " I think Tamahome's finally moving on..."
Houki and Yui glanced at Tamahome who was laughing at something that was written on the paper that came from Miaka. Yui gently smiled at the two, " Finally..."
A/N: Well, sorry if this chappie is pretty short ok. I don't have enough time even on the weekends at times. I have other IMPORTANT things to do in life, and I'm pretty busy handling all of that. In addition of school, I also have volleyball practices/games. When I get home which is somewhat around 6 or 7 in the evening, I have to go do my homework, eat, take a shower..and of course I have to have some relaxation time.