Amara could feel her face growing warm and she knew that she was blushing. Finally, she gently pushes away from the young man holding her warm body against his. "Yusuke…I have to go, it's getting late…" Respecting her wishes, he lets go of her, but by the way he was staring at the ground he seemed…disappointed… But he quickly recovered his usual self and looked up from the ground, smiling in his usual way and rubbing the back of his head while laughing a bit. "You're right. Be careful getting home. Good night!" He calls as he turns and runs in the direction he lived, into the sunset. "Just like a real hero or something…" She whispers to herself as she too makes her way back to her house.
"I'm home!" The blonde teen greets cheerfully as she enters through the front door and removes her shoes. "Welcome home, Amara." The young woman appeared in the hall, smiling happily, glad to see that she got home safely. "Oh, I'm sorry I'm late. I went to this arcade with an old friend of mine. I knew him back when…uh, before I had to move away from here a few years ago." She explains. "And I had dinner too, so don't worry about it." She adds, smiling as she into the hall leading to the staircase. "I think I'm going to do my homework and go to bed. Good night, mom." She waves as she jogs up the stairs and into her room, leaving the ones she referred to as "mom" and "dad" downstairs. As soon as she made it into her room, she closes her door and then lies down on her bed, staring at the ceiling quietly for a few minutes before she finally rolls over and opens her dresser, pulling out her pajamas. "Duh, I wouldn't have homework on my first day. I'll just get to bed earlier then." She murmurs to herself, pulling out something comfortable and changing, then opening her window slightly to allow a breeze to enter her bedroom before she turns out the light and closes her eyes…
The young blonde girl looks around, feeling as light as air, but somehow sluggish. Hadn't she just fallen asleep? She looks down, getting the sensation of floating. "Oh, I am floating…" She says calmly, then moves her body in a more horizontal than vertical position and flaps her arms like a bird trying to fly, moving herself through the air. As she looks around, the area changes from forests and rivers to the city area, where she saw Sarayashiki's Junior and High Schools, then spotted her neighborhood not far from there. She "flies" in that direction, descending towards the ground quickly. "Whoa!" She exclaims before almost crashing into the ground, she covers her eyes to wait for the impact. When she opens them, she finds herself standing in front of Yusuke's house, which was right beside hers and Keiko's was on the other side of his. She looks around slowly and sees three children, each about three years of age, playing in the sand across the street in some park that looked vaguely familiar. She waves, and they all wave back, then she turns around and walks up the sidewalk and to her house. As she opens the door and steps inside, she finds that instead of the front entryway, there was a long, narrow hallway before her, and it seemed to go on forever. She suddenly seemed to be under some sort of trance as she begins to walk endlessly down the hall, her feet making quiet slapping sounds as the movement of her feet pushes her along. She disappeared into darkness, emerging from a shadow somewhere further down the endless maze of halls. She looks from left to right as though in a daze, when the sudden touch of someone's warm arms around her waist causes her to gasp and snap out of the trance. She turns around slowly, as if floating, but she was unable to clearly see the face of the one holding her, though she did notice that they had dark hair, and she knew that it was definitely a boy. Slowly, gently, they push her up against a wall, pressing their body against hers. Her face turns a light shade of crimson as they slowly begin kissing her neck, reaching down and gradually allowing their hand to slowly creep into her pajama top, unbuttoning it slowly. "No…stop…Don't…" She breathes, but they were too strong for her. Slowly, they lift their lips from her neck and bring them closer to her face, this time managing to get closer than the last time. "Don't…Stop, Yu—"
BEEP-BEEP-BEE—She slaps her hand over her alarm clock. Staring sleepily out her curtained window, she watches the rays of sun stream onto her carpet, warming it in that spot. "…I never seem to be able to remember my dreams when I wake up anymore…" She murmurs to herself as she slowly wakes up. Slowly moving her head to look at her alarm clock, she stares at it for a few moments before she even remembered that it was what had awoken her. That was when she finally noticed the time. "AGH! I'M GOING TO BE LATE!" She exclaims as she throws off her covers and jumps out of bed, darting into the bathroom and brushing her hair quickly, somehow ridding it completely of tangles in about ten seconds, and then quickly brushes her teeth. She throws her clothes on, making sure that she didn't put anything on backwards this time, then grabs her school bag and dashes downstairs, chugging a glass of orange juice and grabbing a piece of toast and holding it between her teeth. The young woman, who was just hovering about the kitchen, blinks at the young blonde girl, as does the young man sitting at the table. "You're not late this morning, honey. What's the rush?" The pale woman calls to Amara as she puts her shoes on at the door. "I need to, um, talk to someone." She responds, hurriedly opening the door. "See you later!" She calls before closing the door and hurrying off to school, leaving no time for the young woman in the kitchen to inquire anything further of the matter.
Entering the school gates at least ten minutes before the six-minute bell, Amara looks around for her dark-haired male friend, wanting to talk to him about what happened the night before. She leaves her bag by her seat in her classroom, and then walks quickly towards the stairs leading onto the roof, ascending them two at a time. "Yusuke!" She calls as she opens the door, now having plenty of time to get an explanation out of him. "I just wanted to ask you about last night, and tell you that I—Yusuke?" She blinks, looking around, covering the whole roof with her eyes, and even exploring every corner physically. He was definitely nowhere on the roof. She descends the stairs at a bit of a fast pace, wandering the halls and calling his name now and then, ignoring the strange looks she was getting from the upperclassmen, boys in general, and the students wondering why this nice-looking girl was looking for the school's self-proclaimed "#1 Delinquent of Sarayashiki Junior High, and now of Sarayashiki High School." Amara pauses and looks at the ceiling as the six-minute bell sounds, beckoning students to delay their conversations with friends from other classes until lunch time, and to find their classes and talk with friends there until they had to take their seats. Amara sighs, reluctantly admitting defeat, and trudges back to her own homeroom, hoping by some unlikely miracle that he might somehow be there. What remained of her hopes went kaput the instant she walked through the door; her whole class was already there, but no Yusuke to be seen. She sighs and makes her way to her desk, weaving through the groups of friends joking and chatting and gossiping, dropping into her chair as soon as she made it to her desk. She lets out another sigh and folds her arms on the desk before her, resting her forehead on her arms. "What's wrong? Are you wondering about Yusuke?" A gentle, familiar voice asks from her right. "Yeah…" She sits up slowly and nods as she stretches, looking at Keiko like a little lost puppy. At this, Keiko lets out a small giggle, but then sighs herself. "You'll get used to it. Yusuke skips school way too often. I swear he's going to fail! You were just lucky that he was there yesterday and you got to see him. Don't worry," She adds, guessing by the look on Amara's face that her answer hadn't satisfied the anxious blonde. "I don't think he's sick. I really think he just decided to skip school for a day or something. Though I am surprised that he didn't come since you came back and all…" She murmurs, trailing off as the teacher enters the room and some of the class quiets down. She takes her seat beside Amara, and a moment later the teacher asks for everyone to quiet down and take out their textbooks. "If you'll all be so kind as to wait for lunch to continue your conversing, I will begin today's lesson…but first, attendance." He pulls out his attendance booklet and opens to one of the several pages marked with mini sticky-notes. "A-ko?" "Here!" Came an answer from somewhere near the opposite side of the class from Amara and Keiko. "Akiyama?" "Right here." "Eiko?" "Here." "Fuka?" "Me!" "Hazama?" "Yeah." "Izumo?" "Here I am!" "Kaede?" "Over here!" "Kaida?" "Here, sir." "Sakurazuku?" "Present." And so on, until… "Urameshi?" Amara blinks and looks around at the face of each student, not having realized that he was actually in her homeroom. Unfortunately, there was no reply, and she did find that there was in fact an empty desk. "Yusuke Urameshi?" He calls again, slightly louder this time. Still, there was no answer. He sighs. "I'm not too surprised…" He murmurs to himself, and then continues. "Youkohama?" "Here." Amara answers somewhat dully, to Keiko obviously disappointed at the further confirmation of his absence. "Yukimura?" "Oh, here sir." Keiko responds, glancing at Amara as the teacher calls the names of a few more students before closing his attendance book and picking up the teachers' version of their English texts. "All right, now if everyone would please turn to page 17 in your English textbooks, we will begin class." Keiko was first to be called as usual, and Amara just kind of spaced out, hoping that the day would end quickly…
Yusuke ended up skipping the rest of the week, and even though Amara wasn't so sure that he wasn't sick, Keiko assured her that he was fine, just skipping and probably spending time at his favorite hangouts. Once school was over on Friday, Amara quickly grabbed her things and made her way to the school gate, knowing just where to look for her M.I.A. friend. Hurrying past Keiko on her way out of the locker room where everyone kept their shoes, Amara pauses and waits for Keiko to slip off her school shoes before she spoke up. "Hey, let's get together sometime, have a girl's-night-out, ok?" Keiko nods in agreement, smiling. "Sure! Why don't we have a sleep-over at my house tomorrow night?" Amara pumps her fist, grinning with excitement. "Definitely! I'll see you then." She then turns and waves to her friend, running to the gate of the school and joining the other students that were departing for the weekend, saying their good-byes, making last minute plans, and so on. Walking somewhat hurriedly past the students making their way home, to dates, and where ever else they were going, Amara had one destination in mind: the arcade. First though, she decided she would take a slight detour and stop by her house, in order to drop off her school bag, change, and perhaps grab a bite to eat or money to do so while she was out.
Inside her room about 5 minutes or so later, Amara drops her bag on her bed before entering the bathroom, shutting the door behind her. She removes her socks, uniform and undergarments, and then turns on the shower. She allows the water a couple of minutes to adjust to the right temperature, then climbs in and sighs. The warm water felt wonderful, and she loved the squeaky-clean feeling she got while she was in the shower, and after getting out. Once she was fully clean, she turns off the water and grabs the towel she had hanging beside the shower/tub, wrapping it around her clean, slightly steaming body. She uses a smaller towel to dry her hair, smiling softly and closing her eyes at the comfort and cleanliness she felt after having had a nice, hot shower. She finishes drying the shining crystals of water from her glistening, wet body, then dries and brushes her hair. Emerging from the steamy bathroom, she grabs a pair of sneakers, a t-shirt, and a pair of denim capris, and then puts on the shirt and capris. The shirt fit closely to her body in order to reveal her upper curves, as well as the curves of her waist, and the capris kind of showed off the shape of her rear. She leaves her hair down, giggling a bit at her reflection in the full length mirror hanging on the outside of her bathroom door. "I look like a girly-girl, don't I…?" She stares for a few more seconds before letting out a sigh and throwing off her shirt and capris, pulling a regular t-shirt and denim shorts on instead. Grabbing her sneakers, she hurries downstairs, hopping down the steps, smiling and humming to herself. "I'll be back in a couple of hours!" She calls, opening the door after slipping her shoes on and grabbing a small bag, which she slung over her shoulder. "All right, be safe!" The pale, young-looking man calls with a chuckle. Amara giggles. "I will be." She responds, closing the door behind her.
She allows the movement of her feet to carry her to the end of the walkway leading to the sidewalk in front of her house. By now the sun was slowly beginning to set, and the shadows cast by structures and plants and such were growing longer. Just after passing under the shadow of a tall tree in her front yard, she pauses, staring blankly, but surprised, ahead. She could have sworn she had done the same thing before… "It must be da ja vu." She thinks to herself, trying to convince herself that she was only imagining the strange feeling she had just experienced. She continues on her way, humming as she walked down the street and towards her destination, forgetting all about what had just happened, letting it fade from her thoughts.
I know, I know. Boring. So sue me! Don't worry, the next one will be better…at least I think so. Have fun waiting! I might even wait until the school year ends in about a week on the 26th before I post the next chapter. Well, hasta la bye-bye! I mean, au revior…I mean! Good-bye! For now! Tomadachis. oo