Chapter 3
Satoshi slipped his glasses off and set them in their case. He doubled over clutching the cloth of his shirt over his chest.
"No… not …now Krad." The words came strained and faint.
Now, now, It seems you're never happy to see me. Come now Master Satoshi, if you just accept me this wouldn't be so hard. Satoshi fell to one knee with one arm against the wall to guide him safely down while the other hand gripped his shirt still.
"I'll …fight you… to the end… you'll… never win… Krad."
A month later, Miranda went to Diasuke's house for some tutoring. His mom answered the door and told her to make herself at home. She was allowed to go anywhere she wanted. Miranda, full of curiosity, wandered the house, careful not to touch anything (somehow she knew if she did there would be bad consequences). A plain wooden door called to her and she descended into the circular basement.
Miranda pulled open a small door to her right. Lying back on a stone slab in the middle of the room looking extremely bored was a girl with straight red hair pulled back in a ponytail and dressed in a light blue dress. Her eyes lit up at the sight of Miranda.
"Ooooo! Someone to talk to! Hi!"
"Um… hi."
"My name is Miseru. What's yours?"
"Miranda. Nice to meet you."
"Likewise. So what brings you down here, Miranda?"
"Oh… exploring Diasuke's house. You?"
"Me? I'm bound here. I can't leave my pedestal for long. Since its here, so am I." Miseru twisted a strand of hair while Miranda's fell in her face. "Here. This might help." Miseru took the hair tie from her hair and braided Miranda's so it stayed neat.
"You didn't need to take down your hair." She whispered softly while she tossed her braid over her shoulder.
"It's no problem. I've been waiting a long time to be able to help someone." Miranda stared at her, plainly confused. She gave fresh inspection to the slab. It read: Fifth Tear of Azar. She drew a sharp breath. "humph It took you long enough. Yes, I'm the Fifth Tear of Azar."
"But-"
"It's a statue? I know. Created for me."
"So then… the legends are true?" Miseru smiled faintly.
"Yes. Sadly they are."
"Why-" But what she was going to say no one but Miseru knew for Diasuke burst in before she could say it. Miranda was startled but Miseru simply gazed at him, uninterested.
"Spare us the lecture, Dia. She was told she could explore. She just happened to come down here and no, she's not working for the Hikari's." Diasuke closed his mouth, half-open ready to give a lecture. She's good.
Shut up Dark.
What's wrong Diasuke? Upset she answered every question you had without you having to ask them?
No! S-s-s…shut up!
"Hehe hmm… you two are too much fun to listen to." Miranda shot Miseru a strange look. "You already know if you could tap that hidden memory pool that told you not to touch anything."
"'Hidden memory pool'?" Diasuke and Dark both wondered.
"I'll explain later. Right now you have a guest and it would be best that you entertain her before Emiko gets suspicious." Diasuke nodded in agreement. "Miranda," she looked over at the blonde, "If Dia so agrees, you are welcome to visit me anytime." Miranda nodded and they left. Miseru's gaze fell to the concrete.
Once Miranda had left Diasuke came back downstairs. He carried a uniform that his mom had bought for her under one arm and a box with food in it in the other. As he approached she spoke up.
"I don't feel like talking much right now." She ran her fingers through her silky red hair.
"Come on, Miseru. We even found a way for you to stay unstatue-ish all the time."
"'Unstatue-ish' is not a word. But thank you for finding the answer for me. I appreciate it." Her voice stayed monotone.
"Wow. I thought you'd be ecstatic. What's wrong?"
"Nothing..… At least nothing that concerns you, Dark." She pulled the box closer and slid the chopsticks from the paper. Then she ate some of the food prepared for her.
"Here. At least drink this. It's a magical seal breaker. You'll be normal again." He extended a vial of green liquid. Miseru took it and drained it's contents. Dark smiled and left the room. You know Diasuke…that other girl you had over was hot, too.
"Dark!" Hehe. You're too easy. "You are so strange." sweat drop