Here's chapter nineteen! I hope you enjoy it!

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0o0o0o0o0o0o0 We Meet Again 0o0o0o0o0o0o0

KIGALI

"She is stirring, Hao-sama."

"Excellent..."

Hao... Hao... what a familiar name... Hao Asakura right? I felt myself begin to stir... my senses returning to me one by one... except one... the sixth one didn't come. I started to remember fragments of past events... I was in the desert...

I opened my eyes a millimeter and got a view of the starry desert sky. It was nighttime... shouldn't it be cold? Yeah... It should... but I felt warm... I felt wonderful... I opened my eyes a bit more... I saw my shadow dancing in front of me.

I turned my head towards the source of light. A huge bonfire danced happily, heating up the now-freezing cold sands of the Sahara. I found myself captivated by the flames... the flames that danced... I smiled vaguely... I had no idea where I was... who was I again? Oh yeah... Kigali... Kigali Twilight Song... I was a shaman... was I?

The fire captivated me... I had no worries whatsoever... It was a funny feeling... forgetfulness. It made you forget all your doubts... all your fears... but it wouldn't last long... I was already remembering more and more... I started humming a tune to the jazzing blaze... then singing... a song as ancient as the pyramids themselves... as old as the giant redwoods and the blue ocean... as old as the sky itself... how I knew the song? I'll never know...

"What a beautiful song." Huh? I tilted my head around to look over the flames. Someone was sitting across the fire... its smoke shadowing his face. The person stood up and walked through the fire. Right through it... like a dolphin through the water... he didn't even get burned... I looked up at him.

My vision was blurry, but I could make him out... him... him... with that long, handsome brown hair... that white cloak... covering his shoulders and toned chest... those funny looking gloves and boots... the red-white-and-blue star earrings... just like mine... just like them... those eyes... Oh God, those eyes... so deep and alluring... as black as the night itself... as black...

"It's... you..." I managed to whisper before my vision turned black and at last faded... I went back to dreaming... except now the dreams weren't peaceful. All the memories I had recently lost were flashing back at me with startling force... my doubts returned. I now had fears. I was scared... I was scared for Asali and Ramissa... I was scared for Zoe...

...Dreamscape...

"MOMMY!" a little girl yelled. I opened my eyes to find myself in the middle of a burning house. The little girl stood amidst the flames, tears running down her face. Her hair was coppery brown and white. "MOMMY!" She cried. I stood there, frozen. I couldn't move!

"Kigali!!! Kigali! You're safe!" A girl around the age of six ran out of a room that was quickly spreading the flames. She had long, brownish-blond hair and blue eyes like mine. "Kigali! We've GOT to get out of here."

"But mom!"

"She told us to go! Please, Kigali! This is NOT the time!" The little girl didn't listen. She struggled against the other girl's hold, crying heavily. Finally, she went limp and allowed the older girl to drag her out of the house and out into a place I knew all too well. The Kovu Village. People were gathering outside, horrified looks on their faces. A raven-haired woman around the age of twenty pushed through the crowd and ran to the two girls.

"Girls! You're safe! Thank God!" She hugged them tight, a tear running down her cheek. "Tell me! Where's Tala??? Zoria! Where is mommy???" The older girl looked scared.

"She's still in the fire! Daddy won't let her go!" She cried, hugging the smaller girl close.

"Kinaki! Take care of the girls! I'm going in!" The black haired woman yelled to an old woman nearby.

"Be careful Tabitha!" She called beck as the raven-haired woman as she went into the burning house. Tabitha. Tabitha 10 years ago. The younger Kinaki knelt down next to the girls and held them as they cried softly. My sister and me. Kigali and... Zoria.

"Someone's coming out!" A man to my left yelled. He was right, someone WAS coming out, but it wasn't Tabitha... or my mom. It was someone whom I had seen only in my earliest memories. My father stumbled out of the cabin and ran into a nearby helicopter, which was waiting for him. The helicopter immediately took off. My father. My infamous father who had taken away everything I had.

"Look! Someone else is exiting the building!" A woman yelled loudly. And out of my house came a pale Tabitha holding a woman in her arms. A woman with short, coppery brown hair. She was badly burned, and seemed unconscious, but that didn't succeed in stealing any of her radiant beauty.

"Help! Please! Anyone! Please, Tala is severely burned." She handed my mother to a nearby nurse, whom I recognized as the one who had care for me all these years. "I think she is also suffering from internal bleeding. Please help her."

"MOM!" The younger version of me jumped up and ran to Tabitha, followed closely by her sister. "Mom! Why won't she wake up Auntie? Why???" She pulled down on Tabitha's dress. Tabitha looked down at her sadly.

"Because. Just because." She hugged the little girl as she cried loudly on her shoulder. Zoria stood quietly besides her. She didn't cry, but I could see her sadness through her eyes.

"Will mother ever wake up again Aunt Tabitha?" She asked.

"...No. She won't."

KIGALI

"NO!!!" I woke up suddenly, shaking and crying.

"Are you all right Miss?" Asked a small voice by my side. I looked around me. A dark little girl was standing by me, looking at me with huge brown eyes. I was in the desert. Of course, a dream. Just a dream. One of the arts of divination was the art of dreams, I was enough of an expert to know that this dream was no made-up nightmare, but I had more realistic matters at hand. I would have to lock the dream away for now. I was in the middle of the Sahara with a strange little girl and the remains of a fire by me. The girl was so short that she was my height, even if I was just sitting down. She wore orange tribal clothing and had a puffy afro hairdo.

"Umm... hi...?" I greeted her. She just kept staring at me. Creepy. "So... did you take me here? Sorry, but I don't remember anything." I laughed.

"Why is a weak human in the desert? Opacho thinks Hao-sama must have mistaken you for somebody else." Hao. Hao Asakura. I sighed and fingered the choker as the little girl blabbed on. "Hao-sama brought you here three days ago. You woke up once, but have been in an uneasy sleep since then. It is strange for Hao-sama to bring humans. Very strange, he usually kills them on sight. Opacho wonders what is going on in Hao-sama's head. He has been very quiet since he brought you, and when Opacho asks him about his thoughts, he just says he is remembering the past."

"Mmm-hmm..." I nodded, not really understanding what the little girl was talking about. "Who's Opacho?"

"Opacho is I." Ok... so she spoke in third-person.

"Ok, listen Opacho. I'm no human. I'm a shaman."

"Opacho won't believe the Arabian girl's words. Her aura is weak and no spirit is near." Arabian girl? I looked down. Oh. I was still wearing the clothes that retarded sultan had made me wear. I STILL found it too revealing.

"Whatever."

"Opacho thinks Hao-sama will be back very soon. He will be very pleased when he sees your eyes open." I bit my lip, a habit I had picked up from Asali. Hao was the enemy. Who knows what he would do when he came back. He could kill me... or worse... I had to leave ASAP.

"Ok, nice meeting you Opacho." I stood up and dusted the sand off my light clothing.

"Arabian girl will go out into the desert alone?"

"Yes."

"She will dry up like a prune."

"No she won't—I mean, no I won't." I walked up a sand dune with much difficulty. I was still fairly weak from three days ago. Maybe I should stay...

"Maybe you should." Said a voice behind me. Not Opacho's. I whirled around to find myself nose-to-nose with the boy from last night.

"AAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!" I fell back into the sand in surprise. Opacho giggled. I put a hand in my chest. The boy smiled in amusement.

"Not funny. You almost gave me a freaking heart attack. Who are you anyways?" I asked, even though I knew the answer. Both of them. Who else could read minds with such ease?

"We've met before." He said simply.

"We have? I don't remember seeing anyone like you before."

"Then why are your earrings exactly like mine?" Oh.

"I'm just a human."

"Nice try. It didn't work last time, and it won't work this time." He held out his hand. I took it and he pulled me up with ease, then he led me back to the fire. I sat down.

"Why did you save me? I thought you hated humans... Hao Asakura." I said, crossing my arms and looking away from him.

"You are no human." I felt him near me. He pulled me to him and reached for my neck. I instinctively blushed as his breath caressed the back of my neck. I heard a light creak as the choker opened (by someone with great shaman powers, as the old shaman said) and all hell broke loose. The great Hao Asakura was shunted off to the side in a huge explosion of aura. My aura. I felt all my powers come back, everything was here! Asali was twenty miles away, Zoe and Ramissa were with her. Hao's aura entered my consciousness. As familiar as ever. He looked at me in enjoyment as I lifted my hands into the air and yelled happily.

"YES!!!! I'M BACK!!!!" a raindrop fell on my nose... then two... then three... it was raining! In the Sahara! I laughed as the rain fell in great quantities across the sand dunes. A blue blur hurled itself at me.

"KEY!!!!!!!!!KeyKeyKeyKeyKeyKeyKey!!!!!!!!!!!"

"ZOE!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU'RE HERE!!!!!" I sank to my knees and hugged her as tight as I could.

"My suspicions were right." I turned to Hao. He was standing quietly with Opacho by his side. Zoe went silent. She stared at Hao in recognition with big, blue eyes. He grabbed my arm and touched my cheek. He was so close. "Kigali, the goddess of water and ice. I will be waiting." He closed off the remaining space between us with a searing kiss. A little voice in my brain told me to stop... maybe it was Zoe... but I couldn't stop. It was like someone was controlling me, I was like a puppet. He pulled away slowly and smiled a dazzling smile. Then he and Opacho disappeared in a huge blaze of flames. The rain slowly came to a stop. Wow. What just happened?

"What just happened?" asked Zoe, voicing my thoughts. "Kigali... that was—"

"I know! I know! That was HIM. CRAP, this wasn't supposed to happen! Zoe! You CAN'T tell Asali or Ramissa."

"You know them. They always finds out!"

"They won't. They can't know. Oh! I feel horrible!"

"Why? Because you're fraternizing with the enemy? Because you've cheated on your fiancé? Because—"

"Zoe, if you're ever going to shut up, this would be an excellent time to do so." I whistled into the air and Blizzard came spiraling down and landed with a happy chirp of greeting.

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All right! Hao and Kigali met again! How was that, huh? Review and tell me!

Next Chapter: The Sisterhood's First Gig

By the way, next chapter will be more centered on Kigali, Asali, and Ramissa as a band, so hang tight until the real action comes!