A/N: Wow, I updated. I'm extremely sorry for not updating in such a
long time. I had started writing this chapter, but then my computer
crashed, and I didn't get a chance to start it again since it crashed a
second time only days later. So, yeah, I was left computer -less for around
two weeks or so. No excuse for the rest of the two months, but yeah. with
second semester starting and having teachers that you are deathly afraid of
doesn't help. So much rambling on my part. I guess it shows how much I
missed this::sniff::. Anyways, here's the next chapter and hopefully I'll
update a lot sooner. Enjoy.
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As I open my eyes I notice two things.
Firstly: I'm not in my bed, let alone my room. I start to panic as daunting thoughts find their way into my mind on whose bedroom I could possibly be in and the kind of person it is.
Secondly: I feel a warm body press up against me and my initial instinct is to panic. However, the scent from it becomes quite familiar and I realise it's vanilla.
The same scent that I've known all along. Fuuma's scent. I smile as I realise that it's him next to me and that my silly mentality had me worried over nothing. The memories come flashing like lightning bolts into my mind.
The scene in the hallway. My realization of my feelings towards him. He may not know it, but he means the world to me. I never thought that I would feel again or care again.
I also hear faint voices coming from somewhere in the house. My guess is that the others have arrived or I'm hearing things. Either way, my mind floats back to the one next to me.
I blush, as I comprehend that he told me he loves me. /I love you too/ I think.
Then it hits me with full force. I sit up, knocking over the arm that was around me and shake Fuuma awake. His golden eyes open and that look that captured my heart was still there. /He's caught me/I think.
".Hm, Kamui?" Fuuma asks.
"Um, Fuuma, Kotori wanted to see you in the kitchen," I reply slightly embarrassed.
" What was it about?"
" I-I don't know."
" I see," Fuuma, states as he gets up and dressed.
He looks down on me and somehow the peacefulness that surrounded him just moments ago was gone. If I didn't know any better I would have thought it was the Fuuma that I met on my first day of school standing in front of me. Not the one I knew. The one who was not as he seemed.
With a darkened glance Fuuma walks out, leaving me alone in the room confused and somewhat angered.
Throwing the scarlet sheets aside, I get dressed, and decide that I should go home. I'm too agitated to deal with Hokuto or Fuuma at the moment, so I see it as the best possible answer.
I quietly leave the room and make my way to the door. The whole time hoping that I got unnoticed. Getting caught and having to run instead of explaining anything is not a scenario that I want to go through. Running from people and reasons has happened and believe me it's not fun. Not at all. Mother told me that many times too.
Mother. My eyes start to tear as I remember what happened to her. The tears start to flow down and the knowledge of being alone eats its way in. I run out of the house, crying and all, and try to find my way home. On the other hand, with my sense of lovely direction and my eyes being blinded with tears I'm bound to get lost.
I stop and notice that instead of being at my home, or even the school, I'm back to the park that started this all. Perhaps I'm trying to tell myself something or even maybe a little part of me wants to speak with Seishirou. Or possibly even Subaru. It is likely that he would be around here, with his obsession of Sakura trees and all.
/Odd one/I think. That statement makes me chuckle out loud with out knowing it.
"Something funny?" A sleek voice from my side utters.
I look around and I don't see anything. Not even someone's silhouette. This gets me worried on if I do have voices in my head or if some stranger is playing a trick on me.
I once again do a 360 and look around to see again if anyone is there. I see nothing, but then the voice speaks,
"Open your eyes Kamui and you will see."
"I don't understand," I mutter out.
"You're not looking in the right places, Kamui."
"Right places? There's nowhere else to look."
"In front. Look in front of yourself."
"I am," I scream back.
"Temper, Temper, Kamui-kun."
The voice sounds familiar. It's sleekness and dimness overwhelms my thoughts as I try to process that it could belong to. The one and only Sakurazuka Seishirou. The one that my subconscious is desperately seeking out.
Trying my luck to see if it really is him, I reply carefully, "Seishirou- san?"
"Very good, Kamui-kun," Seishirou purrs.
"Where are you?"
"In front of you. Like I just told you."
I take a long look in front of me and notice that in the corner of the trees, there's a patch of floating Sakura petals. I walk towards it, curious as ever because of my short-lived experience with being teleported through them.
As I get closer a bright light appears and blinds me. I winch from it and in seconds it went as fast as it came. And, there before my eyes, is a smug looking Seishirou and tiny Sakura petals falling to the ground around him.
"Seishirou-san, what's going on?" I ask, blandly confused at the whole situation
"You came here for answers did you not?"
After a long pause I reply, "Yes"
"Then it shall be done."
Another long pause comes between us, then in the blink of an eye I'm swept into the Sakura petals. This time I'm overcome with anticipation and not darkness.
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As I open my eyes I notice two things.
Firstly: I'm not in my bed, let alone my room. I start to panic as daunting thoughts find their way into my mind on whose bedroom I could possibly be in and the kind of person it is.
Secondly: I feel a warm body press up against me and my initial instinct is to panic. However, the scent from it becomes quite familiar and I realise it's vanilla.
The same scent that I've known all along. Fuuma's scent. I smile as I realise that it's him next to me and that my silly mentality had me worried over nothing. The memories come flashing like lightning bolts into my mind.
The scene in the hallway. My realization of my feelings towards him. He may not know it, but he means the world to me. I never thought that I would feel again or care again.
I also hear faint voices coming from somewhere in the house. My guess is that the others have arrived or I'm hearing things. Either way, my mind floats back to the one next to me.
I blush, as I comprehend that he told me he loves me. /I love you too/ I think.
Then it hits me with full force. I sit up, knocking over the arm that was around me and shake Fuuma awake. His golden eyes open and that look that captured my heart was still there. /He's caught me/I think.
".Hm, Kamui?" Fuuma asks.
"Um, Fuuma, Kotori wanted to see you in the kitchen," I reply slightly embarrassed.
" What was it about?"
" I-I don't know."
" I see," Fuuma, states as he gets up and dressed.
He looks down on me and somehow the peacefulness that surrounded him just moments ago was gone. If I didn't know any better I would have thought it was the Fuuma that I met on my first day of school standing in front of me. Not the one I knew. The one who was not as he seemed.
With a darkened glance Fuuma walks out, leaving me alone in the room confused and somewhat angered.
Throwing the scarlet sheets aside, I get dressed, and decide that I should go home. I'm too agitated to deal with Hokuto or Fuuma at the moment, so I see it as the best possible answer.
I quietly leave the room and make my way to the door. The whole time hoping that I got unnoticed. Getting caught and having to run instead of explaining anything is not a scenario that I want to go through. Running from people and reasons has happened and believe me it's not fun. Not at all. Mother told me that many times too.
Mother. My eyes start to tear as I remember what happened to her. The tears start to flow down and the knowledge of being alone eats its way in. I run out of the house, crying and all, and try to find my way home. On the other hand, with my sense of lovely direction and my eyes being blinded with tears I'm bound to get lost.
I stop and notice that instead of being at my home, or even the school, I'm back to the park that started this all. Perhaps I'm trying to tell myself something or even maybe a little part of me wants to speak with Seishirou. Or possibly even Subaru. It is likely that he would be around here, with his obsession of Sakura trees and all.
/Odd one/I think. That statement makes me chuckle out loud with out knowing it.
"Something funny?" A sleek voice from my side utters.
I look around and I don't see anything. Not even someone's silhouette. This gets me worried on if I do have voices in my head or if some stranger is playing a trick on me.
I once again do a 360 and look around to see again if anyone is there. I see nothing, but then the voice speaks,
"Open your eyes Kamui and you will see."
"I don't understand," I mutter out.
"You're not looking in the right places, Kamui."
"Right places? There's nowhere else to look."
"In front. Look in front of yourself."
"I am," I scream back.
"Temper, Temper, Kamui-kun."
The voice sounds familiar. It's sleekness and dimness overwhelms my thoughts as I try to process that it could belong to. The one and only Sakurazuka Seishirou. The one that my subconscious is desperately seeking out.
Trying my luck to see if it really is him, I reply carefully, "Seishirou- san?"
"Very good, Kamui-kun," Seishirou purrs.
"Where are you?"
"In front of you. Like I just told you."
I take a long look in front of me and notice that in the corner of the trees, there's a patch of floating Sakura petals. I walk towards it, curious as ever because of my short-lived experience with being teleported through them.
As I get closer a bright light appears and blinds me. I winch from it and in seconds it went as fast as it came. And, there before my eyes, is a smug looking Seishirou and tiny Sakura petals falling to the ground around him.
"Seishirou-san, what's going on?" I ask, blandly confused at the whole situation
"You came here for answers did you not?"
After a long pause I reply, "Yes"
"Then it shall be done."
Another long pause comes between us, then in the blink of an eye I'm swept into the Sakura petals. This time I'm overcome with anticipation and not darkness.
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