Lost Squirrel: Wow! Another Chapter! aren't you happy!

Dragonfly: Nope. That only means I have to edit it more and more…

Lost Squirrel: TT you are so mean! Oh well! I have gotten a total of 3, yes you heard me!3 reviews! I could cry right now!

Dragonfly: Um, right speaking of crying, yes this is going to be another sad chapter (at the beginning). Sorry to say, but the humor will come again (Though not in this chapter!) I am going to make sure of that!


Aiko held her hands in fists. The sand starting to leave tiny imprints on her knuckles as she kneeled on the shore line. If she were to release the focus and tension from her hands then she would have started to cry again. The mall scene hadn't been that much of a new occurrence, this always happened. Aiko began to think back in her life.

She had only known Rae for three years. It was only a matter of time before she saw how Rae really felt. Aiko's friends always ended up like this, they really never liked her, and they were always just using her or being polite. She hated her "friends" after finding this out… she could never trust them if all they kept doing was hurting her on purpose. She was about to shut down three years ago, when she met Rae.

"I thought she was different," Aiko looked down at her hands. The tension was being released only because the blood that was starting to trickle off her fists. Aiko scolded herself again. The crying was something she couldn't tolerate. It just wasn't in her pride to let anyone see her tears. It made her look beaten down like a dog. After wrapping her right hand in bandages she had "borrowed" from the drug store earlier. She held her left up and looked at it with interest. The cuts were still bleeding, and if she squeezed her hand again she could make enough blood to make a tiny puddle in her palm. The puddle gave her an idea.

"Let's send Rae a nice little note my dear book," Aiko grabbed more paper from the book's last pages and started to write. "There, now that it's all finished, I am going to have to disguise its scent." Aiko held the paper out and watched it try to pull free when the breeze blew by. When the 'ink' had dried she set the note in the sand, buried it. Reminding herself not to forget the note.

"Now, I was going to just send Sani to trip up their senses. But I think Rae needs someone to watch over her. Just in case, she's been pretending to be anyone else's friend." Aiko wickedly smiled. "Who better to do that then me? Now then," Aiko patted her clothes. "They would recognize me in a heartbeat if I showed up like this." She looked down to her book, placing a hand on its cover in question and the word shot through her mind.

'Adaptation' Aiko looked at her book again "Can I? The change is what I need, but it's irreversible. Is it worth the risk?" She closed her eyes; the book would be the one to choose what kind of changes would occur. Not a safe move, but she couldn't think of any other way of hiding. The memory of Rae flooded her vision. Her eyes snapped open. "It's worth it."


"Ok, maybe she's not mad!" Rae looked over to John and he just shook his head. John had been trying to pull Rae out of the denial of losing one of her friends. This would be hard enough on its own, but Rae also knew it was her fault. This was worse than the time Rae broke one of the porcelain dolls that belonged to Aiko's mother. Aiko just cleaned up the mess and said that she just remembered that she was busy. Rae had come crying to John when this happened and he had the perfect solution; he had Rae buy another doll. This one was hand painted. This time though, Aiko wouldn't forgive her with a doll. John leaned back onto the wall and sighed. Closing his eyes, he began to drift into a sleep. That was until the door to their room flew open with a loud bang.

"She's using the book." Kurama had his communicator open and a tiny beeping noise was heard emitting from it. "We have to move quickly to catch her."


It was a strong signal. What ever Aiko had started to do was very powerful. Why would she risk being caught unless it was absolutely necessary? Kurama had looked at the sand below his feet, The beach, what a strange place. It has a limited area of escape and someone could be spotted for miles here.

Hiei sifted his finger through the sand. The tracks didn't mean anything, by the time they had gotten there the wind had erased most of them. He felt a piece of paper touch his hand when he was searching a particularly unusual mound. When unfolded, He read it through and motioned for Kurama to come over. Once it was read by him, he headed over to the two humans that were still searching through the sand and waters.

"Rae, John, I think you should see this." Kurama handed the note over.

"What did she write this time?" Rae asked nervously.

"Its not what she wrote that troubles me." He saw her eyes grow large. "It's that she wrote it in blood."


DUN DUN DUN!

Lost Squirrel: Getting scary now! Wooo hoo!

Dragonfly: Wait a minute didn't she tell herself not to forget the letter?

Lost Squirrel: Yes, but you have to remember what happened after she wrote the note. (CoughIMPORTANTcough)

Thank you to all that have reveiwed so far!

BHS- Yes, I did favorite your story, because I loved it! Thank you for the reveiw!

Kamikaze-Watermellon- Thank you for your advice too! Well, the thing about my 'he said' and 'hesaid' is a tiny glitch in the computer when it takes my words from here to there, I have tried to correct it as much as I can find it.

TigerChickTigress- YAY! You really make me want to write the rest of this! I promise this will be good, just for you guys!

BTW Watermellon: Hiei is standing behind you.

Dragonfly: I think John and Rae are way too clingy in this thing! Add some spicy relationships already! You know! Shojo style!

Lost Squirrel: I dunno, do the readers really want that? I mean I could do that and I have ideas, but I also have ideas for other ways too!

So, the main thing is that we're trying to say is…

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