Aiden makes the girls some tea as Sakura fills Madison and Kero about the night before, and her rather vivid dream. "Hmmm, it may be a premenotion. We don't know a whole lot about this Kamaki guy." Kero muses. "No way! I know him well enough! He wouldn'd do anything like that!" Sakura stresses. "Perhaps, but what about his darkside?" Sakura paused. "I, I dunno." Kero crosses his arms. "It's a good thing the kid's here. If anything, he can help protect you." Sakura pouts. "I don't need him to protect me. I'm not a child!" Kero and Madison begin to glare. "Okay maybe I am a child. But so is Li! And besides, I have the Star cards with me."
"But Sakura..." Madison starts. "If the need arises, will you be able to use them against him?" Sakura doesn't answer.
"I didn't appreciate you talking about me."
"You heard?"
"No duh! It's not like I wasn't there."
"I thought you were sleeping."
"No, I wasn't. And I don't need you helping me with her. I'll be the one to speak to her."
"You can't stop me from talking to her."
"Then let me talk to her about myself. Got it?"
"Yeah..."
Morning
Sakura woke up early the next day. "Sunday..." She thought. "One of the days I get to sleep in, and I don't." She gets up and heads downstairs in her pajamas. She felt to depressed to get dressed. She opened up the milk carton and had a quick couple of gulps. "What's wrong with me?" She thinks as she wipes away a milk mustache. "I never feel like this. Why is Kamaki doing this to me?" She pulls out a mixing bowl and some pancake mix. She's not hungry, but everyone else might be. She looks at the clock. Six-thirty. "Wait todays Tori's turn to make breakfast. Besides, if I made breakfast this early, it'd be cold by the time everyone woke up." She wonders what to do. Suddenly, she feels Kamaki's aura in the distance. Nothing out of the ordinary. But it helps her deside on what to do.
She leaves two note behind as she leaves. One to her dad, the other to Kero. Both saying she was heading to Madison's, which was a lie. She was going to Kamaki. She had put on a pink top with a puffy collar, and a pair of brown shorts. She bladed in the direction she felt Kamaki's aura. Soon, she found herself downtown. She saw him in the bakery ordering pastrys. She smiled when she saw him and all the sadness she felt earlier washed away when she saw him smiling too. He walked out and the other direction carrying the bag of pastrys. She rolls over in his direction when a women slams into him. He falls over onto his pastrys. The womens grocerys fall all over the ground. "Oh my gosh! I am so sorry! Please forgive me!" The women says in a forein accent. "S'okay miss, calm down." Kamaki says as he helps her pick up her things. She tells him that she doesn't deserve his help, Kamaki insists. The women finally accepts and the pick the rest of her fallen grocerys. "I must pay you for your sweets." The women says digging into her pocket. "Relax! I'd 'ave only throw them at cars anyway. Fact is, you may 'ave just got me from gettin' in trouble." The women grins and bows. "Why do you help me?" She asks. "Same reason I'd help anyone else. 'Cause I can." He gives her the bag his pastrys were in to carry her grocerys in. And she leaves thanking him over and over. Sakura sees her chance to talk to him.
"Um, hi Kamaki." Sakura says. "Oh! Hey Sakura." Kamaki says turning around. His eyes are red. "So did you see all that?" He asks scraching the back of his head. "Yeah that was really sweet of you how you helped that women." She can't help but blush. "Even after she knocked you over on your pastrys." Kamaki turns his head back to where the women walked off. "Do you know why she was acting so nervous and stuff?" Sakura bit her lip a bit. "Because of stuff happening internationally. Most arabians must feel like they are hated." Kamakis eyes narrow. "Oh yeah, that whole race thing. I don't understand all that nonsence about people being treated different 'cause their skins gotta differnt shade. I doesn't matter to me if a persons white, black, brown, or polka-dotted for gods sakes! As long as their hearts in the right place nothing else matters." Sakuras eyes start to water a bit. "That was beautiful." Kamaki smiles and turns to an alley way. "Come on." He says as he pulls his skateboard from the slit in his coat and skates down the alley. Sakura follows.
Kamaki leads Sakura to spot just above the cemented cliff. Sakura, tired from the skate uphill, kneels on the grass to rest for a moment. Kamaki sits cross-legged a meter or so infront of her with his eyes closed. "So..." Sakura says after relaxing a bit. "Why'd we come here?" Kamaki's eyes remain closed. "This place is relativly quiet, and few people come up here. This way, no one will interupt our talk." Sakura feels uneasy. "Um, what'cha want to talk about?"
"Me." Kamaki says opening his pale blue eyes. "Ah! You're..." Sakura gets cut off. "Kaze." Sakura blinks. "Kaze?" He crosses his arms. "Yes, My name is Kaze. I wasn't to impressed with Kamaki speaking to you about me last night. Anything you want to know about me, you can ask me about." Kaze says. His voice is very stern and cold. "But we barely talked about you last night!" Sakura says, beginning to edge away from him. "Why are you afraid of me?" Kaze asks calmly. "I am not afriad of you!" Sakura snapped at him, glaring into his eyes. "Then why are you so nervous?" She thrusted her arms to the side. "I'm not nervous!" Sakura caught herself and a mental note not to let him relax her. "Heh, then why are inching away?" Sakura's eyes narrowed at his question. "Because I know what you capable of." She said as spitefully as possible. Sakura had no idea she could hurtful and mean. "And what is that?"
Kaze looked like he was enjoying this a little too much. "Why with all the questions!" Sakura's PATHENCE had run out. "Huh? Do you like baggering me? Do you get off by hearing how people think of you, huh? Tell me!" Kaze smiked and lied down, Sakura was a little surprized. "Quid pro quo. I ask you something, you ask me something. I asked you four questions. Of which you answered three. And you asked me three..." Kaze paused. "I want to know what you think of me so I don't offend you. Second, baggering isn't my style. And lastly, if I wanted to get off from someone screaming at me, demanding what they believe right, and having no hard evidence to back it all up, I'd go to church." Sakura arranged herself so she was sitting with her legs crossed. "What are you saying?" Sakura asked, lost by his answers. "Uh uh, first you. Quid pro quo." Sakura looked to the side and gave a sigh.
"You attacked Li, for no reason, trying to kill him. You kept yourself hidden. Your unstable." Sakura looked back at him. He was sitting up, leaning forward, intently listening. "Well, maybe your a little stable, but still!... Kamaki told me to watch out for you." She stopped, that was it. She hated, scowled, and feared Kaze. But she knew nothing about him. Kaze sat up strait. "That it?" Sakura nodded. "Well then. I'm trying to say that I'd like you to get to know me, for me. Your turn." Sakura fought for a question. "What do you think of me?"