Click, Click, Slide
Chapter V: Poetry Brain Dead
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Kyou watched her go as his eyes narrowed. Was this the silent treatment? She probably knew he was hiding things from her, yet she too is doing the same thing.
His legs followed without hesitation but his mind knew that Arisa shouldn't go in there. Not after what he's heard.
"Hey yankee!"
"Not yankee," a snide answer snapped back. This was the first snapped answer since a long time ago.
"Fine! Banshee!" he called out before shutting his mouth. The words always went without being processed by the brain.
Arisa whipped around and raised her fist into the air with blazing eyes, but paused momentarily, "You're not worth it," she mumbled before her hand dropped back.
"Hey what's up with you?" he raised an eyebrow stalking past her, "Miss attitude was fine just few moments ago. Don't tell me it's already PMS ti- kick, Ow! Hey! Where are you going!"
Arisa had turned towards the exit and speed-walked away with hunched shoulders and tight fists. Much alike to Kyou she resembled, the orange-head immediately regretted his words. Yes, it's true that he had a nasty habit of talking without thinking much to his dismay, they've been through those teasings so many times now….. why was it bothering her so much? 'Damn thoughts, what do I do now!' he watched her go quite densely, looking around at the now empty library. The lights flickered……
"Yan- Arisa!"
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Tohru looked up as so did everyone in the class. The classroom luminosity from elecrical bulbs flickered and dimmed.
Hana's eyes narrowed as she looked out the classroom door who was slightly ajar, enough to see people pass by in the hallway. A blurr passed, golden streaks hair flowing along with the body. The denpa was obviously a sign of Uotani.
"And she's angry……" Hana muttered looking around silently, noticing few people awaken from their sleep to look at the mysterious lights. The psychic raised her hand and asked in a low, monotone voice, "Sensei, may I pleased be excused to the washroom?"
Tohru as well as everyone in the class and teacher blinked in confusion. This was the first time Hana ever interrupted like this, "Uhm, err, sure Miss Hanajima, you are excused. Now class, settle down, I'm sure it's just a normal power failure. It's normal in the winter, today's snow is abundant too."
The Psy gazed at Tohru for an instance who returned a confused expression, but stood up and walked out the door. The hall was empty, except for a blonde who was leaning against the wall at the far end of the corridor.
"You came…… heh, knew you'd do that," her voice seemed to lack of enthusiast like her usual self. Arisa's smile bore so many words of bitterness and regret.
"Your denpa…… Kyou…… he angered you……" Hana looked down the hallway, "He's hesitating to come here……"
"Doesn't surprise me…… that carrot-top never ceased to hesitate when it comes to me. Doesn't trust, doesn't care a damn-"
"That's not true," The psy interrupted calmly, gaining a skeptical glare from her friend. Her voice remained calm, "his waves…… when they're directed to you…… they're warm. He cares about you."
Arisa raised an eyebrow. How could Kyou, of all people care about a measly ex-gang-member like her? "Yes, so that's why he's not revealing many of his secrets to me. Is that right? Caring to make sure I can't know anything," she huffed out angrily, crossing her arms firmly.
"Don't you think……" The blonde girl looked at her friend with a quizzical expression, yet a pout, "You're being a bit too egoistical? You haven't told him about your secrets, not that I know of, so why should he tell you? I don't know…… but those secrets might be more personal than you think……"
"But…… they're just dreams…… then again, I didn't want to tell him mine either……" she sighed, slumping against the wall in which she was leaning on, "I'm so stupid…… I always retort in a wrong way without thinking back……"
"He's the same," Hana chuckled at the sight of a orange-head in her mind hesitating at what options there were to do. Arisa looked up at her friend, skeptically demanding an answer to what she had just stated, "he doesn't know whether to apologize or not."
"Well…… I should go and apologize myself…… thanks Hana, you're such a great friend," she rose up to her feet and tightly hugged the psy, then left silently without another glance.
"So are you……"
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"Yank- Arisa!" I-I-I- Ahhhh!" Kyou flushed at the second of her appearance, realizing her witness upon his head-banging session. He ruffled his hair wildly, trying to gain control of his emotions, "dammit! I'm- I'm- I…."
"I'm sorry……"
"What?" he looked up, eyes wide in disbelief, "what?"
"I said I was sorry. It's my fault and…… heh, nice dent you made in the wall. We'll need a huge poster to cover that up," she smiled and poked him playfully, "Talk about hard headed. The wall's made out of bricks too……" Arisa chuckled.
"…… hey! Are you starting a fight! And, and……. Fine! I-uh…… accept your apologie! And I'm-I'msorrytoo," the cat managed to word everything too fast in a breath.
"What was that Orange-top? You said you were happy to make me angry?" she raised a playful eyebrow.
"What! No! I'M SORRY!"
A teacher peeked through the door with grincing teeth, "YOU TWO! SCRAM!"
Arisa smirked and took Kyou by the collar, dragging him down the hallway ignoring the giggles emitting from the classmates in the room they disturbed.
Upon arrival at the library, the tall, blonde girl crossed her arms with a smug smile on her face, looking upon the beet ret Kyou.
"Wh-what!" he looked away, flushed.
"Well, I can't say that yelling in a hallway full of classes in session was the smartest thing hmm?" her smirk spread wider.
"Hey! Yank-Arisa!" he corrected quickly, "are we going or not!"
"You got a new name for me? Yankarisa? Hmm, out of style don't you think carrot-top?"
Kyou was on the point of becoming a volcano himself. Imaginary magma seemed to seep out of his hair as for smoke from his ears.
"Ha! Just kidding!" she slapped him on his back, "Coming or not slow poke?" Uo grinned broadly.
"Stop grinning, you're making me go blind."
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Click!
The lights clicked on as the pair looked around in the dusty underground poetry section.
"What was that!" Kyou jumped.
"Me opening the light bulb moron," Arisa pointed up at the dingy and dim bulb as it swung sinisterily back and forth, "Sure dark and eerie here……."
"That's an understatement…… It's like a catacomb here……" Kyou muttered, taking out a huge spiderweb from a shelf, "No wonder poetry's so dead in our school! It's in a tomb!"
"Stop it with the corny jokes and search!" the blonde snapped.
"For what!"
"Why else would it be here? They don't want us to come here! That's why!" her eyes narrowed at the stupid sight of her partner.
"Why the hell wouldn't they want us to be safe!" he pulled out a book clearly labelled 'Morbid Emotions within', publish date at the far corner in faded prints, '1860', "Woah like, hell with this."
"Hey orange! Come and check this out!"
Kyou turned around and walked to the far end of the long and eerie chamber. There layed a poodle of crimson fresh blood. Droplets were dripping from a book that was only semi-pulled out.
"I didn't see blood before……"
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"Oh yipee, visit from our friend, oh-creepy-one!" Arisa turned around. There it was, standing in the staircase, blocking the way leading to the main library.
"Hey Arisa, take that book and go out while I distract it," Kyou took other books and started throwing them with dead accuracy at the intruder. The tomes just went through the figure as if nothing ever happened, "Or not……"
"Moron," within seconds, it started to close in on the students in slow pace. Pulling out the book with great effort, the female watched more blood ooze down the cover of the book and from the empty space from where the book layed on the self. A flesh rotten hand suddenly shot out, grabbing the rim of the poetry novel which left it's original sleeping spot. Arisa's eyes widened in fear, but wasn't planning on giving it up like this. Instead, both individuals (or o-o hands……) were involved in a tug-o-war fight.
"What the hell?" Kyou yelled after catching a glimpse of the hand. He swung another book at the curse but the novel never reached it's destined place. The inanimate object dropped to the floor as the neko tried to pry himself out of a rock grasp from another hand emerged from the shelf.
The library shook as tons of book rained upon the cold ground. Tons of corpes drooped down splattering the soil with their decay.
Arisa froze on the spot, face to face with a dead who was involved in the tugging competition. With a final yank, the blonde freed the book away from its grasp and broke for it, grabbing onto Kyou's elbow, dragging him to the exit.
"What are you doing it's there!"
"Like I care!" Kyou pushed her aside as she tripped over a cadaver. He tackled the curse down but the cat just flew into him and out……
"What's going on here!" The librarian appeared through the door way tapping her foot impatiently on the carpet ground, "I demand explanations now!"
"Arisa! Book, dead people…… curse?" Kyou looked back. Arisa staggered on the ground looking around confusingly at the empty room and neat shelves packed with books.
"You two! Out!"
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"Can't take anymore of this……" the female teen muttered while studying the book closely.
"Let's just head back home, I feel insane right now……"
Kyou clutched his head massaging every aching inch of scalp. Suddenly, he felt himself being propulsed forward by the girl beside him as they suddenly came to a halt between a mid-aged woman with a formal blazer and a knee-length skirt.
"Why are you two outside?" The older woman lowered her spectacle gaze surveying the teens before her.
"Ma'am! Sensei! There's something terribly wrong inside…… what happened to the policemen when they investigated?" Arisa asked, clutching the frail and dusty book in her arms.
"My dear…… What are you talking about?"
Both of them froze. It was something majour, how could she forget?
"Th-the attempting murderer! Those dead policemen!" This time Kyou couldn't take it anymore. Have they really gone insane?
"Noo…… dear, there was never a policeman entering our school for over four years now……"
The orange-head growled of frustration as he dragged her away, leaving the confused woman in the middle of the school yard.
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"Oi, carrot head," Arisa nudged a mushy thing beside her absent mindly.
"I'm over here stupid. And stop calling me Carrot!" Kyou snapped back from the other side of the room.
"Here, look here……" she pointed once again at the book's page dreamily, still nudging the sofa beside her, ignoring Kyou's protests.
Stroding to her side, the male looked over her shoulder and read out loud monotonely.
"Moron, you seriously have no poetic backround," Uo snapped as she read the poem out loud herself.
"As the demon arises to it's catacomb,
Shall its world crumble to their tomb,
The clock takes life away,
But to one's may,
Life shall be endured in a way,
To defeat the shadow lurking beneath,
Thus the image behing closed eyes,
Shall remain unsheathed,
For it may be the end of existance,
For the feline of time."
Kyou blinked. Feline of time? Did that mean him? And they didn't complete the sentence of when it would be defeated…… "Uhm, yah okay, so like, they say there's a curse, so what? We already know that," he growled.
"Did someone say……. Poeeeeeetrrryyyyyy!" Shigure's singy voice rang through the house as he jumped out of his office and bounced down onto the poetry book the blonde was holding, "Let's see…… hmmm, for it may be the end of existance for the feline of time? Kyou……. Ah no nevermind……" Shigure dropped the book and ruffled the neko's hair.
"Hey! Stop that!" he scowled, pushing the other man away.
"Kyon-Kyon…… who's this guy? He from your family?" Arisa pointed a a dim, gold name. It seem to fade but somehow shone brightly in the sun.
"Girushima Sohma……"
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A/N: Yes, yes, made the name on the spot. And I have no idea who was the last cat in the Sohma family but bare with me! Now I won't be posting for another 10 days, but when I get back, I'll be ready with chapters neatly written on a notepad during my trip in the car!
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