Chapter 2
I started to panic. What would I say? I had to find some way to get him alone. I walked up and tapped him on the shoulder. He turned and smiled at me. "Ah, Rin-san. Hello." I smiled weakly. My mind was frozen, no matter how hard I tried to speak, the words refused to come. I looked at my watch, and looked back at Adam. "Um, I was wondering if…. If I could talk to you after school. There's something I need to ask you." he looked at me with a moment of confusion, then smiled. "Sure." I gave him a stupid grin. "Um, well, I guess I'll see you later then." I ran into class, and took my seat next to Yuki. He looked at me with a sly grin. "You don't look so good. Been talking to lover boy?" I glared at him. "I don't want to talk about it, and shouldn't you be paying attention to the lesson?" I had no room to talk. I couldn't focus on anything. I kept thinking about what I could possibly say to him, without seeming so pathetic. Yuki looked over at me with pity. "Ok, for once, I'll be helpful. Just tell him." I looked at him. "What?" "Just tell him you like him. Guys like honesty. What we don't like is a girl who beats around the bush, talking endlessly, only to say in the end that she likes you. So, just tell him. Don't say anything else. Besides, it'll be better if you go right to it, and get it off your chest." Yuki smiled at me. I smiled back. He frowned, and shifted in his seat. Yuki's not one to be very emotional. His father moved away when he was 13, and lives in Kyoto now. He goes up to visit sometimes, but I can tell it's not enough. His mother died a few months later, and he was left to live with his grandfather. He's been hurt so much in his life that he's learned not to show his real emotions. Most of the time he tries to give off this whole "bad boy" attitude. But instead, he seems more like a big goon. The bell rang, and it was time for lunch. Yuki put his arm around me, and stuck out his lower lip. "Will you stop looking so dejected? You're starting to depress me."
Suddenly, I felt something. It was something in the school. Yuki looked at me. "What? What's wrong?" I couldn't tell. It was almost ghost-like. Then, almost as soon as it had come, it was gone. I frowned "I'm fine."
3:30 came and the final bell rang. I knew Adam would be waiting outside, but as I started to walk, something told me not to go meet him. I realized that was what I had felt earlier. There was a voice, a dark voice that could not be ignored, and it was telling me that no matter how much I wanted to go, I couldn't, because if I did, I would see something that might ruin me for the rest of my life. But I ignored it. I refused to listen. Not when I was this close.
I walked down the steps toward Adam. He turned and waved. "Hey, listen, I'm sorry but they just told us that we have basketball practice. So I was wondering if I could stop by your house in about an hour?" I smiled. "Sure, that's fine." he smiled and walked towards the basketball court. I walked down to the street and headed towards home. Yuki caught up and fell in step with me. "What were you talking to him about?" I frowned. "What? Oh, nothing." he eyeballed me and rolled his eyes. "I don't think I'll ever understand you, or any other girl for that matter." I laughed. "Yuki, even I don't understand myself. I'm still trying to figure this whole thing with the senses."
We started to come up to Yuki's house. I looked at the house for a minute. He started to go up the front walk. "You'd better go to the back. Your grandparents aren't home." he turned and looked at me. "What?" "Your grandparents aren't home..?" He walked towards the driveway. The car was gone. I smiled. "So, I'll see you tomorrow." he glared at me. "I hate you." I started to laugh as I walked away.