Hallo! Hallo! Thanks for the reviews! [review responses at the end] And
keep them coming! ^_^
Okay, *everyone* chose Aoshi, so I guess this will be an AxM, after all, ...YAY! ^_^
You know the " ... " mean dialogs and the ' ... ' mean thoughts. I'll include these :: ... ::, which will be used when Misao's mind is "talking" [Ok, that sounded weird, but you'll see what I'm talking about].
Read on, and don't forget to review! ^_^
-..-..-..-
Everything was dark around her. She was floating, not having contact with anything solid. Her mind was running wild, yelling "remember already!" at her over and over again.
"What is it that I should remember?!" she yelled back.
But the voice in her head wouldn't answer.
... And then Misao woke up.
"What time is it?" Misao wondered.
She sat on her bed and stretched a bit to turn on the lights. Her clock read 06.45 pm.
"What?! 06.45?? How could it---" she stopped herself, trying to recall what happened earlier.
Blank.
She tried harder.
She had woken up some time during the morning. Yes..! That was it..! She decided to talk to her father and ask him why he apologized the day before. That was strange...
Some minutes later, Misao got up and left her room. Once she closed the door to her room behind her, she realized she was wearing the same clothes than the previous night. She had her favourite t-shirt on... why would that be? Had she met someone?
Misao instantly dismissed that idea and entered the study room. Her father was there. As always.
"Dad? Can I have a word with you?"
"Sure, Misao. Sit down."
"I think it'll be quick, I'll stay standing. So... I remember something strange about last night..."
"..." At this, Mr. Makimachi gulped. 'No, it can't be possible.' He thought. 'She shouldn't be able to remember a thing...'
"I know that Mum went to fetch me last night. We came here. You were sitting there, as always. But then, you apologized and I don't remember what happened... Somehow, I ended up sleeping in my bed, and I don't get it: how in the world did I do that?"
"You... don't remember?"
"No... there's something like a flash and then all goes black in my mind. What's going on?"
"I don't know what you're talking about." He lied. "Maybe you were just dreaming."
"Hmm, I don't think so... *sigh* There's nothing I can do about it, anyway. I guess time will show me the answer, if there actually is any, that is." Misao said and then turned around, walked towards the entrance door and left.
-..-..-..-
Misao found her mother sitting on a couch, reading a newspaper.
"Mum?"
"Yeah, tell me, Misao."
"What happened last night?" There. Direct and simple. 'Let's compare the answers...' Misao thought.
"What do you mean?"
"Yeah, Dad apologized to me about something I don't remember... And then I found myself sleeping in my own bed..! There's a nice dark hole in my mind... I can't seem to remember anything that happened during that time..!"
"Oh, sweetie, you know, maybe you were stressed out or something and you don't remember clearly now. But I'm sure you will... eventually."
"I'm not too sure about that. If I continue getting this stupid kind of amnesia, I'm going to freak out..!"
"C'mon, Misao. Cheer up. Everything will be just fine. Now, I'll go prepare dinner."
And Mrs. Makimachi left the room.
Having almost nothing to do, Misao picked up the newspaper and started reading the headings to see if there was something important regarding the world or something.
'Always the same crap... arrests, politicians' meetings, taxes, war... Wait a minute: war??'
Misao turned the page and read big letters that announced that war had started. Misao read in a quick way the text, to get the most important things. '... the authorities are not too sure about the result of these violent attacks... ... there are numerous, injured soldiers already... ... it is said that our country's forces are dangerously outnumbered...'
Misao closed the newspaper angrily. 'How can one country be involved in this stupid thing?! During 21st century! The world is a mess and everybody pretends to change it. But presidents don't risk their lives, they send young men. And what if those men never go back home? Why is it that everything has to be 'for the country's sake'? The world's fucked up.'
::Remember already!::
Misao gasped. Her dream. The message again. Why now? What does it mean?
::Remember! You gotta remember! Remember him!!::
Misao gasped once again. Him? Who was 'him'?
"Dinner's ready, Misao!"
"Uhm, I---I'll just go to bed, I'm not feeling good."
"Would you like me to take your meal to your room, then?"
"No."
That was all Misao said. She turned around and went to her room. On her way there, she met her father, who didn't even look at her.
::No!::
Misao flinched. She got to her room and closed the door behind her.
"What's going on with me? Why---wait a minute, what happened here?"
It was just then when Misao realized things weren't in the correct place. It looked as if someone had been looking for something. What would that be?
On her desk, Misao saw her notebook, the papers where she wrote her feelings, the things she had done during the day, her dreams, everything. She opened it and gasped. Apparently, some pages had been torn away for there were some missing. Numbering the pages turned out to be somehow useful, after all. There still was page number 1, then came numbers 4, 9, 13, 16 and 21, and then it continued normally with unwritten pages.
"What the hell?"
She scanned the room and found the drawers in her night stand open. The box in which she kept her jewels were open as well but Misao couldn't remember what could be missing there, seeing as to they were still full of her belongings.
Anger built up inside her, and she stormed out of her room.
... And into the kitchen, where her parents where.
"Can you explain this?!" She almost yelled. She was holding her notebook. "What happened in my room when I wasn't there?!"
"What are you talking about, Misao?" Her mother asked.
"What am I talking about?! There are pages missing! Everything was messed up! Who entered my room?"
"We don't know, Misao." Mr. Makimachi said. "It's your entire fault if you leave your things scattered everywhere, but don't you dare say we were the ones who did that..!"
"Are your things in order? Or some stupid burglar entered the house with three grown ups inside that happened to fail noticing him?!"
"Hold your tongue, Misao." Mrs. Makimachi warned her. "Our things are just the way they are everyday. But with this memory loss of yours you could have done anything last night, who knows? Just don't blame us."
Having nothing to retort with, Misao turned and went directly to her room once again.
-..-..-..-
"You think she'll remember?"
"I don't know."
"Yukiko, you need not to worry, though. She'll be fine. Remember we did this for her happiness."
"Funny, it doesn't look like it to me. Anyway, I told you you should be careful. She said her room was a mess. Just what exactly have you done there?"
"Just what you told me: I read a couple of words from her notebook and torn away the pages that mentioned... him."
"We'll need to be more careful."
-..-..-..-
She spent several hours trying to find the missing pages but to no avail. Tired, she decided it was best to sleep and solve the whole thing the next morning.
::Was that proof enough?::
"Who are you?"
::Remember already!::
"Stop saying that! Stop it!"
::You gotta remember, Misao.::
"But what is it that I should remember??!"
::You need to remember *him*::
"Who?!"
::There's little hope for you, you're not helping the matters...::
Misao started crying. "I don't know what you're talking about..! You just don't seem to understand I'm lost! Lost!"
::Time shall show you the answer, as you said.::
"Who are you? How can I trust or even listen to somebody I can't see, somebody I don't know, somebody I don't understand, somebody who isn't giving me the answers I need..!"
::You already have the answers. Within yourself. You just need to find them. On your own.::
Misao woke up, a single tear running down her cheek. She checked the time: 09.00 am. She got up, had a shower and got dressed. Then, she had something to eat and, grabbing her bag and keys, she left.
Misao spent the whole day wandering around, until she found a park and sat against a tree trunk. She thought about what was happening to her, about all the mystery revolving around her. But failed to get to a conclusion. She didn't heard the strange voice in her mind, either. So, all in all, her day was pretty uneventful.
But when she finally got home, things changed.
Misao was looking for her mother, and so she went to her parents' room. But nobody was there.
"Where could she be?" Misao wondered. Then, she turned around to leave the room.
Just when she was about to go, she spotted a journal lying on top of a desk beside the door. It was open and some words could be read from where Misao was standing.
::Go!::
Misao started. The voice again.
::Read it!::
Then Misao caught hold of the journal and read.
"Aoshi will be going. He'll be participating in the Army. We don't know what will happen from now on. We pity Misao."
Misao was confused. Who was this Aoshi guy? And her parents pity her?? Why? She kept on reading.
"Katsuhiro and I decided to use the ring. It'll be the best for Misao... I think Misao's lovelife needed a change, anyway. Of course, I wasn't all too sure about this memory-erasing thing..."
"What?!"
Hands trembling a bit, she turned the page and continued reading.
"She's confused, but I guess she'll get through it. At least Katsuhiro managed to get the pages that had anything to do with Aoshi and the necklace he had given her as well. When I entered the room after having dinner, Katsuhiro had already thrown the pages to the fireplace. But I was able to get them before they were completely reduced to ashes."
Angry, Misao stopped reading all at once. She realized the pages scattered over the desk were hers, and over them there was a silver necklace. Journal in hand, Misao left the room and went towards her own.
On her way there, tears would threaten to fall. But she would hold them back, bit her lower lip and keep going. She got to her room and then closed and locked the door behind her. Some minutes of thinking about her situation helped her decide what she would do after this.
She opened her wardrobe doors and took out two trunks. She placed them on her bed and started putting her clothes and other belongings inside them. Then, she proceeded to empty every single drawer, placing the contents inside another bag.
Everything packed, Misao grabbed her stuff and car keys and went towards the entrance door. She met her parents on the way there.
"What's this? What are you doing?" Mr. Makimachi asked.
"Misao?" Mrs. Makimachi added, confused.
Anger never leaving her being, Misao showed them the journal she found, together with the necklace and semi-burnt notebook pages, to both adults' surprise.
"I wouldn't have thought you could actually do this to me. It... it makes me sick."
"It's the best---"
::Shut up!::
"Shut up! I just need you to answer this: what the hell did you do to me? What's that ring thing?"
"It's high time I told you this, Misao. I've got an ancient ring that was passed from generation to generation. It has some kind of power. Namely, memory-erasing power. I only used it twice. We thought it'd be convenient--- "
"Just how much did you take away from me?"
"I'm sorry. We won't tell."
"I guess that's all you two can do, isn't it? You keep deciding for me without consulting. You keep secrets from me, as well. How lovely."
Then, Misao turned and opened the front door.
"Misao! Where are you going??!"
"Hmm, I dunno... I guess I can't *remember*." And she slammed the door shut behind her.
-..-..-..-
A/N: And that's chap 2! Opinions? Ideas, anyone? There will be AxM interaction some time later. I'll include some humor as well.
I know this chapter ain't that long, but I needed to stop it there...
Do tell me which characters you'd like to see here and I'll (possibly) include them later on ^_^
And now, review responses!
Flopi - Wow! *blush blush* Gracias x el apoyo! Seguí leyendo, a ver si te contagio un poco mi fanatismo..! Te super quiero, girl!! Chuicks! ^_^
Girl-who-sings-the-blues - Thanks a bunch for your encouragement! And, yeah, RK is my favourite anime as well ^_^ I'll continue writing as it is and then, if things get a bit complicated, I'll contact you for 'beta- reading services', lol. Thanks again and here's the update!
darkmoon0829, 817 & Starfilite - Thanks for voting! ^_^
Be the last one to review! This is a challenge!! And keep in tune for the next update! ^_^
Okay, *everyone* chose Aoshi, so I guess this will be an AxM, after all, ...YAY! ^_^
You know the " ... " mean dialogs and the ' ... ' mean thoughts. I'll include these :: ... ::, which will be used when Misao's mind is "talking" [Ok, that sounded weird, but you'll see what I'm talking about].
Read on, and don't forget to review! ^_^
-..-..-..-
Everything was dark around her. She was floating, not having contact with anything solid. Her mind was running wild, yelling "remember already!" at her over and over again.
"What is it that I should remember?!" she yelled back.
But the voice in her head wouldn't answer.
... And then Misao woke up.
"What time is it?" Misao wondered.
She sat on her bed and stretched a bit to turn on the lights. Her clock read 06.45 pm.
"What?! 06.45?? How could it---" she stopped herself, trying to recall what happened earlier.
Blank.
She tried harder.
She had woken up some time during the morning. Yes..! That was it..! She decided to talk to her father and ask him why he apologized the day before. That was strange...
Some minutes later, Misao got up and left her room. Once she closed the door to her room behind her, she realized she was wearing the same clothes than the previous night. She had her favourite t-shirt on... why would that be? Had she met someone?
Misao instantly dismissed that idea and entered the study room. Her father was there. As always.
"Dad? Can I have a word with you?"
"Sure, Misao. Sit down."
"I think it'll be quick, I'll stay standing. So... I remember something strange about last night..."
"..." At this, Mr. Makimachi gulped. 'No, it can't be possible.' He thought. 'She shouldn't be able to remember a thing...'
"I know that Mum went to fetch me last night. We came here. You were sitting there, as always. But then, you apologized and I don't remember what happened... Somehow, I ended up sleeping in my bed, and I don't get it: how in the world did I do that?"
"You... don't remember?"
"No... there's something like a flash and then all goes black in my mind. What's going on?"
"I don't know what you're talking about." He lied. "Maybe you were just dreaming."
"Hmm, I don't think so... *sigh* There's nothing I can do about it, anyway. I guess time will show me the answer, if there actually is any, that is." Misao said and then turned around, walked towards the entrance door and left.
-..-..-..-
Misao found her mother sitting on a couch, reading a newspaper.
"Mum?"
"Yeah, tell me, Misao."
"What happened last night?" There. Direct and simple. 'Let's compare the answers...' Misao thought.
"What do you mean?"
"Yeah, Dad apologized to me about something I don't remember... And then I found myself sleeping in my own bed..! There's a nice dark hole in my mind... I can't seem to remember anything that happened during that time..!"
"Oh, sweetie, you know, maybe you were stressed out or something and you don't remember clearly now. But I'm sure you will... eventually."
"I'm not too sure about that. If I continue getting this stupid kind of amnesia, I'm going to freak out..!"
"C'mon, Misao. Cheer up. Everything will be just fine. Now, I'll go prepare dinner."
And Mrs. Makimachi left the room.
Having almost nothing to do, Misao picked up the newspaper and started reading the headings to see if there was something important regarding the world or something.
'Always the same crap... arrests, politicians' meetings, taxes, war... Wait a minute: war??'
Misao turned the page and read big letters that announced that war had started. Misao read in a quick way the text, to get the most important things. '... the authorities are not too sure about the result of these violent attacks... ... there are numerous, injured soldiers already... ... it is said that our country's forces are dangerously outnumbered...'
Misao closed the newspaper angrily. 'How can one country be involved in this stupid thing?! During 21st century! The world is a mess and everybody pretends to change it. But presidents don't risk their lives, they send young men. And what if those men never go back home? Why is it that everything has to be 'for the country's sake'? The world's fucked up.'
::Remember already!::
Misao gasped. Her dream. The message again. Why now? What does it mean?
::Remember! You gotta remember! Remember him!!::
Misao gasped once again. Him? Who was 'him'?
"Dinner's ready, Misao!"
"Uhm, I---I'll just go to bed, I'm not feeling good."
"Would you like me to take your meal to your room, then?"
"No."
That was all Misao said. She turned around and went to her room. On her way there, she met her father, who didn't even look at her.
::No!::
Misao flinched. She got to her room and closed the door behind her.
"What's going on with me? Why---wait a minute, what happened here?"
It was just then when Misao realized things weren't in the correct place. It looked as if someone had been looking for something. What would that be?
On her desk, Misao saw her notebook, the papers where she wrote her feelings, the things she had done during the day, her dreams, everything. She opened it and gasped. Apparently, some pages had been torn away for there were some missing. Numbering the pages turned out to be somehow useful, after all. There still was page number 1, then came numbers 4, 9, 13, 16 and 21, and then it continued normally with unwritten pages.
"What the hell?"
She scanned the room and found the drawers in her night stand open. The box in which she kept her jewels were open as well but Misao couldn't remember what could be missing there, seeing as to they were still full of her belongings.
Anger built up inside her, and she stormed out of her room.
... And into the kitchen, where her parents where.
"Can you explain this?!" She almost yelled. She was holding her notebook. "What happened in my room when I wasn't there?!"
"What are you talking about, Misao?" Her mother asked.
"What am I talking about?! There are pages missing! Everything was messed up! Who entered my room?"
"We don't know, Misao." Mr. Makimachi said. "It's your entire fault if you leave your things scattered everywhere, but don't you dare say we were the ones who did that..!"
"Are your things in order? Or some stupid burglar entered the house with three grown ups inside that happened to fail noticing him?!"
"Hold your tongue, Misao." Mrs. Makimachi warned her. "Our things are just the way they are everyday. But with this memory loss of yours you could have done anything last night, who knows? Just don't blame us."
Having nothing to retort with, Misao turned and went directly to her room once again.
-..-..-..-
"You think she'll remember?"
"I don't know."
"Yukiko, you need not to worry, though. She'll be fine. Remember we did this for her happiness."
"Funny, it doesn't look like it to me. Anyway, I told you you should be careful. She said her room was a mess. Just what exactly have you done there?"
"Just what you told me: I read a couple of words from her notebook and torn away the pages that mentioned... him."
"We'll need to be more careful."
-..-..-..-
She spent several hours trying to find the missing pages but to no avail. Tired, she decided it was best to sleep and solve the whole thing the next morning.
::Was that proof enough?::
"Who are you?"
::Remember already!::
"Stop saying that! Stop it!"
::You gotta remember, Misao.::
"But what is it that I should remember??!"
::You need to remember *him*::
"Who?!"
::There's little hope for you, you're not helping the matters...::
Misao started crying. "I don't know what you're talking about..! You just don't seem to understand I'm lost! Lost!"
::Time shall show you the answer, as you said.::
"Who are you? How can I trust or even listen to somebody I can't see, somebody I don't know, somebody I don't understand, somebody who isn't giving me the answers I need..!"
::You already have the answers. Within yourself. You just need to find them. On your own.::
Misao woke up, a single tear running down her cheek. She checked the time: 09.00 am. She got up, had a shower and got dressed. Then, she had something to eat and, grabbing her bag and keys, she left.
Misao spent the whole day wandering around, until she found a park and sat against a tree trunk. She thought about what was happening to her, about all the mystery revolving around her. But failed to get to a conclusion. She didn't heard the strange voice in her mind, either. So, all in all, her day was pretty uneventful.
But when she finally got home, things changed.
Misao was looking for her mother, and so she went to her parents' room. But nobody was there.
"Where could she be?" Misao wondered. Then, she turned around to leave the room.
Just when she was about to go, she spotted a journal lying on top of a desk beside the door. It was open and some words could be read from where Misao was standing.
::Go!::
Misao started. The voice again.
::Read it!::
Then Misao caught hold of the journal and read.
"Aoshi will be going. He'll be participating in the Army. We don't know what will happen from now on. We pity Misao."
Misao was confused. Who was this Aoshi guy? And her parents pity her?? Why? She kept on reading.
"Katsuhiro and I decided to use the ring. It'll be the best for Misao... I think Misao's lovelife needed a change, anyway. Of course, I wasn't all too sure about this memory-erasing thing..."
"What?!"
Hands trembling a bit, she turned the page and continued reading.
"She's confused, but I guess she'll get through it. At least Katsuhiro managed to get the pages that had anything to do with Aoshi and the necklace he had given her as well. When I entered the room after having dinner, Katsuhiro had already thrown the pages to the fireplace. But I was able to get them before they were completely reduced to ashes."
Angry, Misao stopped reading all at once. She realized the pages scattered over the desk were hers, and over them there was a silver necklace. Journal in hand, Misao left the room and went towards her own.
On her way there, tears would threaten to fall. But she would hold them back, bit her lower lip and keep going. She got to her room and then closed and locked the door behind her. Some minutes of thinking about her situation helped her decide what she would do after this.
She opened her wardrobe doors and took out two trunks. She placed them on her bed and started putting her clothes and other belongings inside them. Then, she proceeded to empty every single drawer, placing the contents inside another bag.
Everything packed, Misao grabbed her stuff and car keys and went towards the entrance door. She met her parents on the way there.
"What's this? What are you doing?" Mr. Makimachi asked.
"Misao?" Mrs. Makimachi added, confused.
Anger never leaving her being, Misao showed them the journal she found, together with the necklace and semi-burnt notebook pages, to both adults' surprise.
"I wouldn't have thought you could actually do this to me. It... it makes me sick."
"It's the best---"
::Shut up!::
"Shut up! I just need you to answer this: what the hell did you do to me? What's that ring thing?"
"It's high time I told you this, Misao. I've got an ancient ring that was passed from generation to generation. It has some kind of power. Namely, memory-erasing power. I only used it twice. We thought it'd be convenient--- "
"Just how much did you take away from me?"
"I'm sorry. We won't tell."
"I guess that's all you two can do, isn't it? You keep deciding for me without consulting. You keep secrets from me, as well. How lovely."
Then, Misao turned and opened the front door.
"Misao! Where are you going??!"
"Hmm, I dunno... I guess I can't *remember*." And she slammed the door shut behind her.
-..-..-..-
A/N: And that's chap 2! Opinions? Ideas, anyone? There will be AxM interaction some time later. I'll include some humor as well.
I know this chapter ain't that long, but I needed to stop it there...
Do tell me which characters you'd like to see here and I'll (possibly) include them later on ^_^
And now, review responses!
Flopi - Wow! *blush blush* Gracias x el apoyo! Seguí leyendo, a ver si te contagio un poco mi fanatismo..! Te super quiero, girl!! Chuicks! ^_^
Girl-who-sings-the-blues - Thanks a bunch for your encouragement! And, yeah, RK is my favourite anime as well ^_^ I'll continue writing as it is and then, if things get a bit complicated, I'll contact you for 'beta- reading services', lol. Thanks again and here's the update!
darkmoon0829, 817 & Starfilite - Thanks for voting! ^_^
Be the last one to review! This is a challenge!! And keep in tune for the next update! ^_^