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¦Her field of Paper flowers¦
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¦Author's Note¦
Ok here is the second chapter. The 'YuYu' gang as I like to call them, aren't really in this chapter. They are in the next one, which should be posted pretty soon.
¦Warnings¦
This chapter contains:
-Swearing
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"I can't believe you're leaving me!" Sakura whined. "After everything I have done for you!" Mizuki rolled her eyes and continued to pack.
"Name one thing that you have done for me in the last 6 months." Mizuki said and Sakura was silent for a moment, trying to come up with something. "I gave you all of the delicious cookies." Again Mizuki rolled her eyes.
"No. You ate all the 'delicious' cookies. You even stole mine." Sakura nodded her head. "I forgot about that." She muttered while eyeing the blue sweater in Mizuki's hand.
"I gave you that sweater!" She said triumphantly. Mizuki shook her head. "No, you stole the sweater from me. Then you wrapped it and gave it to me as a 'friendship present'." Mizuki said and Sakura nodded her head.
"It was a nice sweater. Very cozy." Mizuki laughed and put the sweater in her suitcase. "Yeah. That's why I like it." Sakura sat down on the bed and stared at the ceiling. Mizuki could practically see the wheels in her head turning.
"I know what I have done for you! I kept you from being the prison bitch." Mizuki stopped packing and stared at Sakura. She gave Sakura a 'you did not just say that' look. "Did you ever think that I wanted to be the prison bitch?" Now it was Sakura's turn to stare at Mizuki.
"I guess not." Sakura replied and started to bounce on the bed. "Let me help you pack." She said and Mika rolled her eyes.
"Knock yourself out. Literally. Please." Mizuki replied but Sakura ignored her. Sakura wandered around the room, looking for something to pack. Eventually she found a journal and picked it up. She started to flip through it and a pressed white rose fell out. "What the hell is this?" She asked and Mizuki looked at the dead flower in her friend's hand.
¦Flashback¦
"Here you are Mizuki." Shuichi said and handed Mizuki a beautiful white rose. "Happy 13th birthday." He said and Mizuki blushed lightly. She had known Shuichi for 3 years. For her, it was unrequited love at first sight. Or it was after she got use to his strange aura.
"Oh Shuichi, how did you know it was my birthday? I have never told you." Mizuki said and Shuichi just smiled. "Let me walk you home." He said. Mizuki nodded her head and smelt her rose.
"This rose is so beautiful. Where did you get it? I think I want to get some more." Mizuki asked. Shuichi smiled proudly. "I grew it."
¦End of flashback¦
"It's a dead mouse." Mizuki said sarcastically. She grabbed the journal and the rose from Sakura. "What else could it be?" Sakura looked at the flower in Mizuki's and to Mizuki's serious face.
"Eww, I have dead mouse germs on my hand!" Sakura squealed, while jumping up and down. "You are retarded. I know, I call you that all the time. Before I was just insulting you untilnow. You have proven that insult to be true." Mizuki said and zipped up her suitcase.
"I'm done." Mizuki said as she lifted her suitcase off the bed and placed it on the floor. Sakura shuffled her feet and looked down at the floor. "Oh, so your leaving now?" Mizuki nodded her head.
"Yeah." Sakura sniffed and looked at the bed. "So this is goodbye?" Sakura asked. Mizuki rolled her eyed.
"Bye." She replied. "I guess I will see you around. Right?" Sakura said and looked Mizuki right in the eye.
"You always make things so awkward." Mizuki said and Sakura's eyes started to water. "Good bye, So long.." She sand and Mizuki's eyes widened.
"What was that?" Mizuki asked. "I was singing. You know that song from 'The sound of Music'?" Sakura replied.
"Dear Lord. Never do that in front of me again. My ears almost started to bleed." Sakura looked away and sniffed again. Mizuki waved her hand and started to walk towards the door, but was stopped when Sakura threw herself at Mizuki's feet.
"Did I do something wrong? Was I not good enough?" Sakura cried dramatically. Mizuki shook her leg, trying to shake Sakura off her. "Get off. Stop being stupid." Mizuki said and Sakura stood up.
"Sorry." She said and grinned. "I'm leaving." Mizuki said and left the room. 'Why must everything be so fucking dramatic with her?' Mizuki thought to herself as she walked to Mrs. Ito's office.
"I'll meet you again Mizuki!" She heard Sakura yell down the hall. "In my dreams. Oh!" Everyone in the hall stopped what they were doing and stared to Mizuki. Mizuki glared at each and everyone of them as she flipped them off.
"What a freak. I fucking hate her." Mizuki muttered as she went into the office. "Oh Mizuki! Are you excited about leaving?" Mrs. Ito asked. Mizuki shrugged her shoulders causally. "Sure." She replied.
"That's good! I bet you are nervous about seeing your friends again." Mizuki nodded her head. "Yeah. It will be weird. I will get through it though." She said, not exactly telling the whole truth. Yeah she probably would be able to deal with seeing her old friends again. If she ever planned on seeing them again. Which she didn't. But there wasn't any need for Mrs. Ito to know that.
"Now, you never told me. Did you leave off on a good note with your friends before you came to Oceanside? Do they even know what happened on December 13th?" Mrs. Ito asked.
¦Flashback¦
"Shuichi, there you are." Mizuki cried out as she finally found Shuichi at the local park. She had been looking for him for hours. Hopefully when she got home, her father wouldn't be home. On the subject of her father, that is why she was looking for Shuichi. Today was going to be the day that she finally told someone she trusted, about what her father has been doing.
"Mizuki, what are you doing here?" He asked and looked around the park suspiciously. "I need to talk to you about something incredibly important." She said and he nodded his head absent mindly.
"Can it wait until tomorrow?" He asked and she stared at him in disbelief. "But I really need your help." She replied and he shook his head.
"Right now isn't a good time. Tell me tomorrow at school." He said and put his hand on her shoulder. "But tomorrow might be to late." She whispered and he patted her shoulder.
"See you tomorrow." He said. She stared at him while he walked away. Never before in her life had she felt so insignificant.
¦End of flashback¦
"We left off well. All of us." Mizuki said and Mrs. Ito smiled. "That's great. I am sure you will be seeing them a lot." Mizuki raised her eyebrow in response.
"Now also, don't feel pressured to tell people about your parents. You will tell them when you are ready." Mrs. Ito said and Mizuki twitched. Six months after her parents death, and she still couldn't speak about it.
¦With Yusuke and Kuwabara¦
"Hey Yusuke, do you think that Mizuki is still alive?" Kuwabara asked Yusuke as they walked to the park, where they were going to be meeting Kurama. "If she way, Koemna would have said something." Yusuke replied. There was a moment of silence as they past some children.
"Why would you ask such a stupid question anyways?" Yusuke asked and Kuwabara shrugged his shoulders. "We haven't seen her in 6 months." Kuwabara replied and Yusuke nodded his head.
"Also, I feel bad. The last time I saw her, she asked me for help. She said it was important. I couldn't help her thought, I was to busy." He said and Yusuke stopped walking. "She came to you too?" Yusuke asked and Kuwabara nodded his head. He was obviously confused, because he thought he was the only person Mizuki went to.
"Weird." Yusuke said and continued to walk. "Why didn't you help her?" Kuwabara asked.
"I was busy." Yusuke said and raised his hands in defense. "Do you think that she also went to Kurama?" Kuwabara asked and Yusuke shrugged his shoulders.
"We could always ask him when we see him at the park."
¦With Mizuki¦
"Now don't forget Mizuki. Try and make friends. Before your.. Incident, you weren't all that social. And now, your social life is pretty much none existent." Mrs. Ito said and Mizuki shrugged her shoulders. "I'll try." Mizuki replied. She was amazed at how much she was lying today. She had no intent on making friends. Ever.
"Well your taxi should be here soon. Here is your schedule, before I forget." Mrs. Ito said. She reached over her desk and handed Mizuki a piece of paper.
Monday, 1 pm. Group session
Wednesday, 3pm. Counseling.
Friday. Sakura is 'free'.
Mizuki re-read the piece of paper and looked questionably at Mrs. Ito. "Why do I need this?" She asked. "Well, you still need your counseling." Mrs. Ito replied. Mizuki raised her eyebrow.
"Sakura is 'free' on Fridays? What the fuck does that mean?" Mizuki asked and Mrs Ito laughed. Mrs. Ito decided to ignore the fact that Mizuki swore.
"She made me put that." Mizuki rolled her eyes. She could come up with a million ways on how Sakura 'persuaded' Mrs. Ito into letting her go 'free' on Fridays. 'It probably involved sobbing, pleading, and most likely suicide threats.' Mizuki thought as Mrs. Ito told her where she would be staying.
'Sakura has no pride.' Obviously id Mizuki was paying attention she would have known where she would be staying. The if she knew, she could have come up with a couple of ways of escape. Or at least 'persuade' Mrs. Ito into letting her stay somewhere else.
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