Author's notes: I made Kaoru a not-so-rich-not-so-poor girl in this story, so I'm sorry if this is really different from the original Love in Spring… Also, it's good that I can still update this revised version! I hope the buyer gets my computer when it's time for us to leave—you know, maybe a day or two before "it"!
Notice: I've just noticed… In this story, it seems like Kenshin and Sanosuke have exchanged personalities. Kenshin must be the kind, sweet, generous, and gentleman, right? While Sano must be like the freakin' teaser, the playboy, and other "bad" attitudes, like what's written on his back. I agree that Sano is really kind too but—well, just enjoy the story!
WARNING: There can be use of violent words, sexual implications, suicide (maybe) and others for the purpose of heating the drama up and to express the feelings of the characters. Because of that, the rating may go up from time to time. So, don't flame me saying that I didn't warn you. Hehehe…
Disclaimer: I no own. You no sue.
Chapter 2: Amusement is bad
"Hey, Sanosuke's fine. You called me. What is it?" Sanosuke calmly said, smiling. He sounded like he knew me very well. He walked towards me slowly in small steps.
Before I could say something, a devil appeared suddenly. "Hey Sano! We agreed to go to the mall! Let's go now!" A certain Himura Kenshin said in an "airy" aura while looking at the both of us.
I bit my lower lip. "How dare he destruct my conversation with Sanosuke?" I thought. I lifted my head up and saw Himura staring at me with a bizarre feeling, and then turned his head quickly at Sanosuke.
First of all, did he even glance at this Kaoru?
"Kamiya Kaoru, right?" Sanosuke suddenly said, snapping me out of my thoughts. He looked at me as if he was worried about something but still with a smile.
"Uh-huh!" I said quickly with a curt nod. I looked at a certain filthy Himura and he was watching us and he was keeping an eye on me. I didn't know why, but I did not really like it at all. "You can call me Kaoru, if you want to." I whispered to Sanosuke, glaring at Himura for a second before glancing up at Sanosuke again.
…and I think I heard Himura giving a meaningful cough.
"Well, Kaoru, I'm sorry if we couldn't continue our conversation. I'll find a way to resume it." Sanosuke said, looking at Himura.
Himura blinked, raised his eyebrows and turned around. "Hurry up. We don't have time for these corny stuffs." he said and went away.
I looked at Himura, thinking that I so want to scratch his head off! Corny, so he says? "What's wrong with him?" I asked Sanosuke, turning around to face him again.
"He's just like that. You're classmates, right?" Sanosuke asked, looking around the cherry trees.
"Yup, he's my seatmate also." I said and fixed my school hat over my head. "So, you better go, right? Your friends would be angry at you if you are late…"
"Yeah. You're right." Sanosuke said, smiling at me so sweetly that I didn't know if it was a fake smile or not. He turned around but then he faced me. "See you." he whispered and ran off.
I blinked, lifted my hands to touch my cheeks and bit my lip.
"KYAAAAAAA!"
I touched the spot on my chest where my heart is placed, pounding hard. "This…is a dream." I whispered, slapping myself and wincing when I felt the pain sting on my cheek. "This isn't a dream." I mumbled and happily hopped my way towards our apartment while humming my song that I've just created seconds ago about Sanosuke being like a god.
…like any other fangirl.
"Tadaima (I'm home)!" I exclaimed, almost throwing my bag somewhere, if my okaasan (mother) wasn't standing by the door of the kitchen.
"Okaeri nasai (Welcome home), Kaoru." Okaasan greeted and placed her eyes back on what she was cooking.
"Hmm… Smells nice! What's for dinner?" I asked, kissing my mom on her cheek.
"Sukiyaki."
"Wha? Do we have enough money to buy beef that came from Kobe?" I asked, shocked.
"Kao-chan, we're not that poor, honey! We still have some money to eat special foods like this, okay? Don't worry…" Okaasan whispered,
"I can't wait!" I said, going up to my room. I placed my hand on the doorknob and instantly threw myself inside my small room when the phone rang loudly. Unfortunately, I tripped even before I could touch the phone. I massaged my aching backside and placed the phone beside my ear. "Moshi-moshi?"
No answer.
"Moshi-moshi?" I repeated, unbuttoning my blouse.
Still no answer.
What the f--?
"Hey, prank caller, I don't want to admit it but we have a caller I.D.!" I lied and exclaimed over the phone, almost tripping again because I was taking off my skirt. "I'll trace you down with your number shown here and I'll cut off your telephone lines!"
Actually, I didn't know what I was saying. I didn't even understand what I was saying!
"So what's my number?" the sly, mysterious, and very familiar voice said.
I blinked. So this guy isn't one of the stupid prank callers that get scared easily. "You're just lucky because it isn't working!" I snapped rather lamely.
"Admit it. You don't have one." the voice said, followed with a soft chuckle because of maybe amusement.
Gulp.
"H-how do you know? I don't even know you! What are you? Are you my stalker or something?" I asked with a laugh, taking off my socks. My very own stalker? Yeah, right.
Silence.
"Um…hello? Are you still there, prank caller?" I whispered. Why did he get silent so suddenly?
"What if I am?" the voice asked.
My eyes widened. I suddenly thought of the movies I watched with stalkers included. I looked out of the window and there was no one holding a phone or cell phone. Wait…stalkers are good in hiding, right? "You're not serious…" I whispered, getting a little afraid.
"I'm not!" the voice said and started laughing loudly over the phone that it almost made me deaf. "You're such a blockhead, Kamiya…"
Was it just my imagination that the voice softened when it spoke my surname?
"So what if I am? I'm not playing your dirty games anyway!" I exclaimed. "Who are you anyway?"
"Himura." the voice said quickly.
"Uh….? Who?" I repeated, rather shocked because of the quickness.
"Himura Kenshin, idiot."
I blinked for some seconds then it registered in my mind that it was really that devil in disguise Himura Kenshin. "What the! When did you start calling me names! I hardly even know you!"
"I do what I want." he said simply.
"Well that will not take effect on me, baka (idiot)!"
"Listen, dead-last—"
"What did you say?" I interrupted, waving my fist at my pillow, thinking it was Himura. "You don't have the right to—"
"Will you shut up and listen, Kamiya!" Himura exclaimed.
My eyes widened. I thought he was the kind of guy that wouldn't dare to shout at girls. I guess I was wrong. I bit my lip.
Himura sighed. "I'm sorry for shouting. I just called you to ask Takani-san's phone or cell phone number." he whispered that I almost couldn't hear it.
"It's okay!" I exclaimed, feeling my heart thumping fast and my hair rising as I heard Himura apologizing. "Um…and I don't have her number. And why do you want to know?" I asked, very curious. "Do you like her?" I asked, rather in a random mode.
"No. I don't."
"Oh… Don't get the wrong idea anyway! She's just my friend so I have the right to know—"
"I know." Himura suddenly said.
"Oh?"
"I like somebody else. Er…wait. Why am I saying this to you? Thank you very much for wasting my time, Kamiya-san." Himura said, his words dripping with sarcasm.
"You're the one who's wasting my time!"
"Bye." Himura said with a soft and short chuckle and suddenly put the phone down.
Tut! Tut! Tut!
"What the hell is he thinking, hanging up just like that!"
I stared at the phone and opened my mouth to say more, but the words wouldn't come out. "Oh, I forgot to ask how he got my number!" I said to myself, sighing as I lied on the futon. "I wonder who Himura likes…" I whispered to myself. I sat back up instantly.
What the hell am I saying? I don't give a damn about him anyway!
And why should I know? Do I need to know? Maybe it's some popular girl in our school or other.
"Kaoru-chan! Kaoru-chan!" Okaasan called out.
"Yep?" I asked, opening the door of my small room. "What is it?"
My mother looked at me for a moment with surprise. "Um, Kao-chan, why are you in your lingerie? Get dressed properly or else Otousan (father) might see you. And as soon as you get dressed, please fix the table and we'll have our dinner."
I looked at myself and blushed. I forgot to put some clothes on because of my conversation with Himura! With that thought, I blushed harder that my mom eyed me. "Um, I'll go downstairs in a flash!" I said and closed the door. I went towards my small cabinet and dug out some appropriate clothing.
As I wore some clothing, I thought about Sanosuke again. "Sanosuke is very handsome and appealing…he also has the charisma! But then…why is Himura the only one who's going to be a superstar?" I whispered to myself, my eyes suddenly staring at the pillow I thought was Himura a while ago.
Flashback…
"They are so cute, aren't they?" a senior girl A said to her friend.
I blinked and listened to their conversation. It was lunch break, and I was getting some apple juices but then I heard the two girls talking. I was just a freshman, so I thought those seniors have something interesting to talk about.
"No wonder. That certain Yukishiro Enishi's group has the popular jocks and some handsome with talent guys! I guess the freshmen this year are going to be popular because of their looks!" senior girl B said, blushing slightly.
Yukishiro Enishi's group?
"Oh, I almost forgot! You know Himura Kenshin? He's so cute and handsome, you know? Despite his height, he really is so appealing and so charming that I and the other girls would want to stare at him forever! He's the best in that group—because he's good-looking, cute, kind, rich, and everything!" senior girl A squealed.
Himura Kenshin…?
"I don't agree! I think Sagara Sanosuke is! He's not only tall, he's a gentleman, handsome, kind, very athletic, and he has a sexy body! He's the best!" senior girl B exclaimed followed with a scream.
Sagara Sanosuke?
"Well, okay, both of them are great. But Himura-kun is still lucky, right? Just because he's the son of a very handsome actor and a very beautiful lady, he is, too! Don't you think Himura-kun is more like 'gorgeous' than 'handsome'?" senior A asked.
"Probably!" senior girl B said with a sigh. "Does Sagara-kun like older women than him? The age difference is only three!"
"I don't know. But I guess the freshmen and the girls younger than them have a chance!" senior girl A said and laughed.
I blinked and walked away, forgetting to get the apple juices that I was thinking about a while ago.
Another flashback… (3rd year)
"The survey is finished! The results are being posted on the bulletin board at the hallway—let's go, Kaoru-chan!" Misao said excitedly and held my wrist as she pulled me.
"What survey?" I asked confusedly, blinking.
"You'll find out. It was created by some freshmen and sophomore girls—um, gays too." Misao said and giggled. "You like Sagara Sanosuke, right?"
I blushed. "Why?"
"Here it is!" Misao said and we stopped running.
The hallway, particularly the place where the bulletin board is located was filled with girls crowding together. Some were quivering, some were squealing, some were fighting, and some were crying.
I pushed myself into the crowd to see what was the survey all about that the girls were looking excitedly at. Fortunately, I reached the bulletin board safely. I observed the paper that was posted there. It was written there that it was a survey to know who the top 10 heartthrobs in the school campus are and who among them is the most loved by the girls.
"Hmm… Let see…" I whispered to myself and averted my eyes at the list. My eyes widened.
1st—Himura Kenshin—3-A
2nd—Sagara Sanosuke—3-B
"So it's Himura-kun!" Misao suddenly said, surprising me a little bit. "Well, at least Sagara-san is in the 2nd place. That means a lot too, you know?"
I looked at Misao slowly and grabbed her wrist as we pushed ourselves out of the crowd.
"Ow! You're hurting my thin wrist!" Misao exclaimed when we got out of the noisy crowd. "What is it?"
"Why is it Himura?" I asked Misao, blinking. "He's not so nice to girls, you know!"
Misao looked at me too. "Are you blind Kaoru-chan? He's kind, nice, and a gentleman!"
He's a devil in disguise!
"I don't understand you sometimes… You really hate Himura but I don't see anything that would make any girl mad at him." Misao whispered, scratching her head.
"You just don't know what happened…"I mumbled, not letting Misao hear it.
"Anyway, you're lucky that Sagara-san is in the 2nd place. You would have a chance on him, don't you think so?" Misao exclaimed, laughing. "All the girls would be chasing Himura-kun, leaving Sagara-san to you alone!" she said with a sly smile and a teasing voice at the last word.
"How do you know? Sagara-san is still the best…so there would still be girls chasing him…" I whispered, trying to convince Misao.
"Oh, let's look at the other survey! It's in another hallway—so let's go fast!" Misao exclaimed, pulling me again while holding my arm.
"Ow! Now you're the one who's hurting me!" I exclaimed, trying to get out of Misao's grasp. Fortunately, she released my arm because we already arrived at the other hallway. The bulletin board was surrounded by crowding boys. "There's a survey here too?"
Misao nodded. "Yup! Now it's the girls' turn!" she said and pushed herself in the crowd while saying 'excuse me'.
I shook my head and sighed. But then, I was curious about the girl that is the heartthrob of the boys so I pushed myself to the crowd helplessly. I panted when I reached the bulletin board because of the heavy weight of the boys at my back and they were all—boys!
"So…you're here! Just tell me—if you're going to be okay!" Misao whispered slowly as she tried to kick the boy at her back who was trying to do 'something'.
I nodded and looked at the paper. I just blinked, not really surprised.
"So it's Megumi-chan!" Misao exclaimed, giggling at me.
I giggled back and looked lower at the paper posted at the board. Suddenly, I heard a familiar voice.
"Get out of the way." Yukishiro Enishi said, pushing the boys aside that were blocking his path. He was followed by his other friends and they did the same to the boys who were blocking their way.
"Cheeky." Misao whispered to me.
"Yup—not mention his friends too." I whispered, looking at Himura and the others. I tried to look for Sanosuke, but unfortunately he wasn't there. That was good, even then.
Yukishiro saw me staring at him and he smirked. I hated smirks, but then I just raised my eyebrows.
"Oh, Kamiya Kaoru, why are you here?" Yukishiro said, smiling.
"This is a free country." I replied lamely.
Yukishiro looked at me and exploded with a loud laughter. His friends mimicked what he was doing and laughed at me too.
I just stared at Yukishiro blankly and I noticed Himura not laughing at all. Hmm. Maybe it's because Yukishiro is corny? I don't know.
"Yes, yes. I'm so sorry for forgetting." Yukishiro said with short laughs, but then glared at me that I stepped aside. He smirked again and looked at the paper. "So it's Takani… Hmm? What's this? Kamiya is included and is in the 10th place? Whoa… The world is turning upside down!"
"Really?" I exclaimed, totally ignorant. I looked at the paper once again and grinned widely when I saw my name printed out there.
"Yeah, bimbo." Yukishiro snapped. "Maybe it's because you like me that you are in the top 10!" he whispered and chuckled.
I blinked then the words he said registered in my mind. "WHAT!" I shouted at him.
"Now, now, don't get fired up. You'll lose your beauty points." Yukishiro said, placing his hand at my shoulder. He closed his eyes for a second and opened them immediately as he suddenly pushed me out of his way. "Stay away."
I almost thought I have fallen down, but then I felt strong arms around me before I could even touch the floor.
Yukishiro and his friends were all wide-eyed and stared at the person hovering above me.
"Enishi, treat women with respect, at least."
I blinked and tilted my head up. My eyes widened.
"You shouldn't interfere, Sano." Yukishiro whispered bitterly. It seems that he thought Sanosuke embarrassed him.
Sanosuke looked at me and smiled. "You okay?" he whispered, helping me stand up.
I nodded quickly as I looked at my shoes while blushing mad. "Yeah…"
"Let it go, Enishi." Himura suddenly said, his voice awfully low and there was something in it that made the situation scary.
"Why should I?" Yukishiro shot back, putting his hands inside his side pockets.
My thoughts were suddenly ripped when Himura suddenly stared at me.
"She's just an idiot." Himura mumbled and raised his eyebrows when his friends and Yukishiro laughed.
"Idiot!" I exclaimed to myself as I glared at Himura and gritted my teeth.
"I'll handle this. You go ahead and leave." Sanosuke whispered, smiling at me. "They're usually like that, but you don't need to bother. They won't embarrass you or try to piss you off. I know them well."
I blinked. Himura won't try to embarrass and piss me off? Yeah right, because he already have done that.
"We should probably go," Misao whispered to me, holding my arm.
I nodded in agreement. I stuck my tongue out at Himura and he was surprised for a second. I was also surprised when he suddenly smiled (I think) at me and went away from the group of Yukishiro that were being 'lectured' by Sanosuke. I took one last glance at Sanosuke Sagara, my savior, and I ran away together with Misao to go to our classroom.
End of flashbacks…
"I've forgotten that Himura called me an 'idiot' that time… But why? We even hardly talk to each other!" I whispered to myself, making my way towards the dining room. I placed the plates and chopsticks on the table and other needed utensils until all were set.
"Tadaima." Otousan suddenly said.
"Okaeri nasai, anata (darling)!" Okaasan happily greeted.
I turned around to greet my father too but once I saw the two of them plant a quick kiss on each other's lips, I suddenly felt the burning desire to place a quick kiss on somebody's lips. I shook my head slightly and greeted my father anyway.
I wonder… Who would give me my first kiss?
Ring! Ring! Ring!
I opened one eye lazily and closed it again. The alarm clock rung again, this time loudly, so I raised my right hand to press the snooze button on top of the clock and everything around me became quiet and peaceful once again. I nuzzled my cheek against the pillow and the blankets and sighed happily.
"Tanoshii yuu ge... Saa kakomimashou. Kyou no namida wa kora asu no chikara ni shite…"
(Pleasant supper… Now, let's gather around. Look to this day's tears to bring tomorrow's strength…)
I groaned and sat up as I blinked furiously. I scratched my head in annoyance as I walked towards the window and looked out. I saw Misao outside and she saw me looking at her.
"Hey! Why the irritated face?" Misao exclaimed, smiling. She knew that I hated it when she wakes me up with a song she's singing that's out of tune.
"What else?" I exclaimed and shook my head. "You can come up here. I'm just going to get a shower." I said and withdrew from the window. I rolled the futon nicely at the corner of my room and went out to the hallway to go to the bathroom. When I finished showering myself, I went back to my room and saw Misao reading a manga that probably has been scattered on the floor.
Unfortunately, Misao didn't plan to keep quiet. She coughed meaningfully and continued the song she was singing a while ago.
"LA, LA, LA, LA, LA, LA, LA…LA! Subarashiki, love and life! LA, LA, LA, LA, LA, LA, LA…LA! Ai subeki, love and life!"
(La, La, La! A wonderful feeling, love and life! La, La, La! Loveable, love and life!)
I put on my school uniform and combed my hair, finding myself humming to the tune of the song. I put on my socks and the school hat, and I grabbed my bag swiftly. "Well…let's go downstairs then?"
Misao nodded. She put down the manga she was reading and stood up as she grabbed her bag. She followed me towards the dining room and sat on the floor beside the table. She blinked because all that was served on the table were plenty of rice balls.
"I'll just have 3 rice balls for recess, okaasan!" I said to my okaasan who was in the kitchen.
"Okay!"
"Rice balls only for recess?" Misao asked, bewildered.
I nodded. "Yeah! I love rice balls anyway." I said and put 3 rice balls in a small plastic. "I'm going to school now! See you later!" I exclaimed as I ate two rice balls at a time, putting on my shoes that was at the door.
"See you tomorrow, Kamiya-san!" Misao exclaimed too and opened the door to go outside.
"Iterasshai!" Okaasan said from the kitchen.
I opened the door and we went outside to walk towards the bus stop.
"Well, it's the 2nd day of classes, right? That means it's the start of discussions and notes!" Misao said to me excitedly and went inside the bus when it came suddenly.
I put some yen coins on the coin box and went towards the seats and sat by the window. "Hey, Misao-chan…" I whispered, looking outside the window.
"What's up?"
"Are you the one…who gave Himura my phone number?" I asked her in a serious mode.
Misao blinked. "Me? I don't even know your number!" she exclaimed.
I blinked too. "Really? You're kidding, right?" I asked, laughing nervously.
Misao shook her head. "I'm not." she whispered and blinked. But suddenly, she smiled slyly and leaned against me. "Why are you asking?"
"Uh… I'm just asking!" I exclaimed, pushing her back slightly.
"Did Himura call you up?" Misao asked.
I blinked then sighed after. "Yeah, something like…" I paused then looked at Misao. "…yeah."
"What did he say?" Misao said eagerly, as if she was an enthusiast of Himura.
"He was like asking for the phone number of Megumi-chan…" I whispered. "Don't get the wrong idea, Misao-chan. He asked for the phone number of Megumi-chan and not mine."
Silence.
"He wouldn't ask for your number, Kaoru-chan." Misao whispered, her eyebrows rising up.
I looked at Misao. "Why?"
"He already knows it because he already called you up!" Misao exclaimed.
I blinked and stared at Misao for a moment. "Oh…yeah, right!"
Misao sighed. "You know, Kaoru-chan, sometimes you can be so stupid." she mumbled as she shook her head.
"What!"
The bus stopped at the school and we went out of it. We walked towards the school.
"Um, Kaoru-chan, why don't you go ahead?" Misao asked.
"Where are you going?" I asked, unlocking my locker.
"I'll go to the library. I'll go to the classroom as soon as I can! See you later!" Misao exclaimed and ran away, almost bumping to a teacher.
I blinked and turned around to face my locker once again. I took off my shoes and wore the white ones we wear inside the school. I locked my locker again and proceeded to go the classroom. I slid the door open, and I only saw 6 students inside. The teacher was not yet there.
I placed my bag down on the floor beside the desk and pulled out a random book to pretend I was reading it when I was actually watching the stupid guy beside me.
Himura was scribbling something, and the words I only saw there were "dead-last", "blockhead", and "idiot".
W-wait a minute--
"You are lucky,"
I blinked and looked up at Himura. Probably he saw me watching him so he was smiling evilly at me. "What are you saying?" I asked, standing up, going towards the window to watch the students going inside the school.
"Look." Himura said, tapping my shoulder.
I groaned a little and turned around. My eyes widened when I saw the drawing he was doing a while ago. I raised my eyebrows. "What's that?"
"I'm giving it to you. Don't you know it's a piece of art? Since I pity you very much for being such an idiot, I decided to draw you! Aren't you cute here?" Himura exclaimed, laughing.
I looked at Himura for a moment before snatching the paper in his hands. I almost looked like an evil woman while I was tearing the paper and crumpling it. "You call this piece of art? Well, this is what I do!" I exclaimed and put the ball of paper inside his mouth.
Himura quickly spitted out the paper. He glared at me. "Why you…" he hissed. "You look like that anyway. It's worth spitting out."
I bit my lip. "Do you even call that a person! No human looks like that!" I exclaimed at him suddenly as I pulled both his cheeks.
"Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!"
"Ha! That's what you get!" I said, laughing aloud as I watched Himura massage his red cheeks.
"Why you—" Himura whispered, glaring at me. "No one has ever done that to me before!"
"Well, I broke the record!"
Himura gritted his teeth and suddenly leaned forward towards me and pulled my cheeks too.
"Itai, itai, itai, itai, itai, itai, itai!"
Himura laughed at me. "AHAHAHA! You look like the picture I've drawn!" Himura exclaimed, his laughter so annoying to the ears.
Our classmates were looking at us and were whispering something.
I massaged my aching cheeks and glared at Himura. "You…"
Himura's laughter died down after some time. He took in some air and sighed deeply. He looked at me after and smirked.
I felt my left eyebrow twitch when I saw that evil smirk.
"I guess we're even." Himura whispered, his eyes locked with mine, panting.
"It won't get long." I whispered, panting too.
Himura didn't say anything for a moment, so he just stood up straight. "Have you gotten the number of Takani?"
I blinked. "Why would I get it? I don't need it." I said, sitting myself on my chair. "You get it yourself."
"Do you think you can tell me what to do?" Himura asked and chuckled. He sat on his chair and looked at me. "You know…" he trailed off as he watched me look at him straight.
"What?" I asked impatiently, noticing how his right hand was moving towards me.
Himura smiled a little but then it was changed by a smirk. "You amuse me."
I blinked, getting silent for a moment. When the thought registered in my mind, I fumed. "What's that suppose to mean? I'm not a toy!"
Himura laughed. "No, no, seriously. You amuse me." he exclaimed, followed by a laugh. He reached up to me and ruffled my hair.
I blinked yet again. He was getting serious this time, right?
"You amuse me because you're a blockhead, you know?" Himura exclaimed, pulling my hair suddenly but gently.
I winced a little, and I noticed that Himura's eyes widened for a moment and his grip on my hair loosened. Because of my anger, I ignored that and pushed his hand away from my head. "I'm not your pet!" I snapped.
Himura blinked, but then was followed by a smirk. "Yeah, I know, because you're not worthy to be one." he whispered and stood up to go to somewhere I didn't know where.
I closed my eyes, controlling my anger, and I grabbed the book that was lying on top of my desk. "You are impossible!" I shouted, catching up with Himura and hitting his head with it—very hard.
"OW! What the fucking hell was THAT for!"
"For you being such an asshole!"
To think he was serious? To think I really amused him?
…Himura no baka!
TBC…
Author's notes again: Well? How was this chapter? Does it suck bad? Hehehe... Let me know what you think. And, oh, the song that Misao was singing a while ago was "Chiisana Inori" or "A Small Prayer" from Fruits Basket... Try to download the mp3 of it, although it's rather hard to find it. Does anyone know where to download the full version of "Mystic Eyes" from Vision of Escaflowne? I've been looking all over the net searching for it but don't have luck... Hehehe...
Hope you wait for my next update!
Koharu-chan
