Chapter 11 – A Lost Soul
Hey there everyone! How are all my lovely reviewers out there? I'm so glad to be back with the eleventh chapter of "A Lost Soul"! This one is sure to be uberly awesome, or so I hope!
Onwards to the chapter!
Chapter 11 – Shopping Trip
"…we don't have much for food…" Lost murmured to Ren as he walked into the kitchen to see Lost poking her head into the nearly empty refrigerator. It was the next day, and Lost had woken up earlier then usual to scope out food for breakfast. Ren sighed, and his eyes narrowed.
"It's not my fault we have no food. Why don't you just eat the television?"
"Silly! You can't eat the television! It's too big for your tummy!"
Ren didn't respond as he pushed Lost out of the way to stare into the refrigerator. Truthfully, there were hardly any groceries left. A bit of bread, a few pieces of fruit, and a few bottles of milk. These small portions definitely couldn't last them for the five days until Jun got back…
"I suppose I'll have to go buy something…" Ren snarled. "It's ridiculous. Buying from these peasants."
"You don't like people much, do you Ren?"
Ren turned his head out of the refrigerator to see Lost staring at him, her green eyes shining with curiosity. "What?"
"I said, 'you don't like people--'"
"I heard you the first time; you don't have to repeat yourself, stupid."
"…Well…then why don't you like people?" she asked. "Did they do something mean to you?"
Ren's eyes narrowed; he pulled out a bottle of milk and screwed off the cap. As he poured himself a bit of milk into an already used glass, he murmured softly. "Yes…"
"They did?" Lost asked, her curiosity now sparked. She walked over to Ren, putting her arms around his neck. "What did they do? Did they step on your feet? Or steal your food?"
Ren shrugged her off and went to the table to sit down. "Lost…humans are inadequate creatures."
"Inadequate?"
"It means they're not good enough…" Ren grunted. "They're not good enough to live on this earth. They're cold hearted, cruel, and self-serving creatures who think only of themselves and their own agenda."
Lost looked at Ren with a slightly hurt expression. "B-but aren't you a human?"
"Yes… But at least I understand my inadequacy. And therefore, I am not as inadequate as those bugs."
"What about me…?" Lost asked. "Am I… 'inadequate'?"
Ren's head turned upwards and his eyes met with Lost's. He was thinking, his brow furrowed. "Yes."
Lost's cheeks started to grow red, and her eyes began to fill with tears. "Don't cry!" Ren snapped. Lost looked up, trying to hold in the tears. "Yes, you are inadequate, simply because you are a human. But…"
Lost looked up, hope in her eyes. "But? But what?"
"But because you do not even understand the evils of humans, you…I mean…you cannot express evils of which you don't understand," Ren murmured. "Therefore, Lost, I believe that you are above most humans simply because of the fact that you don't understand them."
"And that's good, right?" Lost smiled, showing a bright rack of teeth. "That's good?"
Ren smirked, then nodded. "Yes, Lost. That's good."
"Yay!" Lost ran over to Ren and threw herself down in his lap, nuzzling into his neck. Ren didn't push her away, he just sat there, a stoic expression on his face. "I'm so glad!"
Ren sighed, then looked up. "Lost…do you understand what the 'Shaman King' is?"
"Nuh uh," Lost shook her head, still nuzzled into Ren's neck. "I don't. But I know you're training to be in the Shaman Fight."
"The winner of the Shaman Fight becomes the Shaman King; the savior of humanity…" Ren explained, frowning.
"Savior? As in you're going to save humans? I thought they were evil," Lost frowned.
"Yes…but I can still save them." Lost's eyes grew wide as a wide smirk started to spread across Ren's face. "By killing them all. Unleashing an apocalypse. By expunging their evil, I will save them from themselves."
"…Killing?" Lost asked. "You want to kill them to save them? They're all going to die?" She asked.
"Yes. They're all going to die."
Lost looked down at her knees, not particularly sad, but slightly confused. "…Does that mean that I'll die too?"
Ren frowned, then widened his eyes. "I…I…"
"It'll be okay…if I die," Lost smiled up at Ren. "As long as you make me die. It'll be okay then. No one else."
Ren frowned, then slowly placed his arms around Lost's waist and pulled her close to him. "I'll die too… I'll die with you, after everyone is gone. If we die together, then we'll be together forever…I promise you."
Lost's face lit up, and a wide grin spread across her face. "Really? You mean it? Oh! I can't wait! I can't wait until we die!" Lost smiled, then nuzzled Ren's cheek. Ren's eyes narrowed.
Lost…was very different then normal humans. She was kind, not out of example, but out of heart. She didn't understand human evil, for she had forgotten it all. And most of all; she didn't fear death. She actually welcomed it, for she did not understand what it completely entailed. To her, death was just a way to be with him forever. She was so different from the humans that he knew…
Maybe…that was why he was in love with her.
"Lost…what is murder…?"
Lost looked up at Ren puzzled. "I…I'm not sure." She paused, then grinned. "But I know what a 'murderer' is!"
"You really are stupid. You know what a murderer is, but you don't know what murder is?" Ren asked, sighing. "Lost, murder is one of the prime human evils. And yet, this human evil is needed to expunge evil itself."
"What's murder?" Lost asked.
"Murder is the killing of another human by another human," Ren told her. "It is considered bad in the world."
"Oh! Well that makes sense," Lost smiled. "Cause a murderer is a bad person who kills someone else."
"…Now how do you know that?" Ren asked. Lost grinned, then looked up at him, her green eyes shining with laughter.
"Because I am one."
Ren's pupils decreased to the size of pins. Sweat was collecting on his furrowed brow, and his mouth had fallen open from shock. "Wh-what?"
Lost paused, then, very slowly, looked down at her pale hands. She was shaking violently, and sweat was falling from her face. Her breathing was unnatural, and she was gasping for air. "I-I… I don't know!" She gasped.
"What don't you know?" Ren asked, grabbing her wrists and making her look him in the eye. "Why are you a murderer?"
"I-I d-d-don't know!" She stuttered. "I-I just remember those words being said to me…over…and over…" she shook out of Ren's grip and grasped her head. "Murderer!" She shrieked to the air. "MURDERER!"
"STOP IT!" Ren screamed, grabbing Lost. She stopped screaming immediately, and her eyes were flowing with tears. "Who was it! Who did you kill?"
Lost stopped, then looked down at her lap, as though thinking. She stopped, then gasped, looking up suddenly. "I remember…who it was…"
"Who did you murder Lost?" Ren asked her, grasping her shoulder. "Who was it?"
She paused, then turned her head to face Ren. Her eyes were wide, and her mouth was slightly open. She gulped, wetting her throat as to help her talk, and looked at Ren with those wide green eyes. "…Mother…"
Ren's eyes narrowed. "Mother? Your mother?"
"Yes…I killed her. I murdered her… I remember…" Lost nodded. "That's why she's dead. I killed her. I murdered her."
"Why did you kill her Lost?" Ren asked sharply. "Why did you kill your mother?"
"I…I can't remember…" Lost shook her head. "I can't remember why I killed her… I just remember screams…and pain…and that word… 'murderer', 'murderer'…" She started to shiver, and Ren slowly put his arm around her, pulling her into him.
"…Lost…your mother…must have done something to make you kill her…" Ren murmured.
"B-but…but mothers are supposed to love you, right?" Lost asked, looking up.
"How should you know that?"
"I…I don't know," Lost shrugged. "On the television. All the mothers say they love their daughters and sons…"
"Don't believe everything on that stupid box," Ren grunted. "Yes…humans have said that mothers 'love' their children."
"Then, if my mother loved me…why would I kill her?" Lost asked. "Was it because I wanted her to be happy? Like you and I will be once we're dead?"
"No Lost…I doubt it. You probably killed her because she didn't love you…" Ren narrowed his eyes. "Probably."
"What about Fathers?" Lost asked and Ren turned his head to stare at her. "Are Fathers supposed to love you too?"
Ren frowned darkly, obviously angry. "No, Lost. Fathers are completely different then mothers."
Lost obviously saw how furious Ren was, and she closed her mouth, but Ren continued.
"Fathers will take what they can from you. They have no connection to you. A mother carries her child inside of her. A Father has no such obligation…" Ren stopped, then stared out the window in the next room. "Fathers…do not love their children." He felt his back tingle slightly…
"Funny…I don't remember…my father…" Lost murmured. "Maybe he didn't love me either. Or maybe…I just can't remember him… I can't remember my mother's name."
"Go to sleep…" Ren commanded, and Lost looked up. "You need to clear your head."
Lost got up, and nodded to Ren. "Okay…I'll sleep on the couch."
"Fine…I'm going to go lift more weights," Ren sighed. "I've got a lot to chew."
"No you don't. There's nothing in the refrigerator."
"…I meant my mind. I need to chew the information you just gave me."
"Oh! I get it! Okay!" she smiled. "I'll go to sleep now."
With that, Lost left Ren in the kitchen and settled down on the couch to sleep. Ren watched her go, the gears in his mind turning. "It doesn't make any sense…" Ren murmured. "She's too weak to be an assassin…she isn't a shaman…and she seems to naive to be a killer. …But…" he paused, then shook his head, "I don't doubt her story. Lost…must be a murderer."
Lost felt her eyes flutter open. She felt hot sand underneath her fingers, and looked up. She was at the same beach as before; she was having another dream.
"…I'm too tired," Lost murmured, settling back down. "Let me sleep a little longer."
"Jean Paul, why'd you call me out here?"
Lost sat up with a jolt to see a girl, aged about seventeen, and a boy, about eighteen. The girl had pale blonde hair that swept around her ears and fell to her mid-back. She also had deep green eyes, much like Lost's. Lost realized that this must have been Giselle, the girl she had seen in the last dream.
That meant that the man, Jean Paul, was the same little boy in the last dream. He had long brown hair, messy and askew, tied into a loose ponytail at the base of his neck. He had hazel eyes, dark and cold, yet beautiful at the same time.
"I…I wanted to give you something…" Jean Paul murmured.
"What is it?" Giselle asked, smiling at him. "Is it an early Christmas present?"
"No…" Jean Paul shook his head and Lost saw his hand tremble as he pulled out a small box from his pocket. Giselle gasped as Jean Paul dropped to one knee and opened the box. Lost was curious, so she ran up and looked over Giselle's shoulder with a bit of difficulty as the woman was taller then her.
In the box was a beautiful diamond ring made of white gold. Giselle gently pulled the ring out and examined it. "I-It's beautiful…" she and Lost said at the same time.
"Giselle Debussy…" Jean Paul murmured. « Je t'aime. »
"I love you…" Lost murmured. She then realized that they had been speaking French the entire time. Her mind has simply translated it into Japanese.
"Will you…be my wife?" he asked her. Giselle's eyes were filling with tears. She nodded slowly, and Jean Paul gave a huge smile. The next thing Lost knew, Jean Paul had thrown his arms around Giselle's waist and was kissing her passionately. Giselle grasped Jean Paul and kissed him back. Lost was beginning to feel rather uncomfortable, watching the two kiss.
Finally, they came up for air and they both laughed. "How many children should we have?" Giselle asked. "Seven? Eight?"
"As many as you want, my dear," Jean Paul said, lifting his fiancée into the air. "As many as you would like!"
"The ring matches the necklace," Giselle smiled, fingering her necklace with the finger that now held her ring.
"I did it on purpose," Jean Paul smiled. "You said that you bought that necklace for someone very special. So I bought the ring for someone very special."
"Did you think I bought the necklace for you?" Giselle asked, smiling. "Because I didn't."
"Then who'd you buy it for?" Jean Paul asked.
Giselle paused, then smiled. "Our child. I'm going to give this to our child."
"I love it," Jean Paul smiled, then kissed his fiancée again. Lost smiled at the two of them. They were obviously very happy. Just like her and Ren. "…speaking of children. What are we going to name them?"
"Hmm…" Giselle smiled. "I do have some names in mind…"
Lost woke up from her sleep to see Ren sitting on a plush chair near the couch, his brow furrowed, deep in thought.
"Ren…?" Lost asked, rubbing her eyes. "What's wrong?"
Ren looked up, then shook his head. "Nothing."
"Are you hungry?"
"…yes."
"I'll make you something to eat!" Lost smiled, then got up.
"Any new dreams?" he asked her as she walked to the kitchen. She nodded and gave a sound in order to establish 'yes'.
"About…Jean Paul and Giselle!" she told him.
"Jean Paul? The crazy scientist?" he asked her, quirking an eyebrow. "What about him?"
"He wasn't always crazy," she told him, searching through the refrigerator. "In the dream, he asked Giselle to marry him."
"Bah," Ren rolled his eyes. "Probably so he could use her as a test subject."
"Don't be so mean Ren!" Lost scolded him, poking her head out of the kitchen. "He seemed to really be in love with her!"
"What would you know?" Ren asked, sighing. "Four days ago, you didn't know what love was!"
"I-I just know!" Lost frowned, blushing. She ducked into the kitchen again, eager to avoid the conversation any longer. "…Ren! There's nothing to eat!"
"Damn…I forgot…we're out of food," Ren sighed. "Lost…I'm going to have to go to the Grocery store."
"No, no!" Lost smiled, jumping into the living room. "Let me go! I want to go!"
"You're joking!" Ren sighed. "You don't even know what a 'grocery store' is!"
"I do too!" Lost pouted. "It's…a…umm…"
"I rest my case," said Ren, rising to his feet and walking to his room. Lost followed him, eagerly trying to convince Ren to let her make the trip. Ren, however, wasn't be very cooperative.
"Please let me go! You can give me directions and I'll go really quick!" Lost pleaded with him. "I really want to go!"
"What about that crazy guy? Fedora?" Ren asked, frowning.
"There are lots of people outside!" Lost assured him. "It'll be fine! PLEASE! Please let me go!"
Ren stared at Lost; sighed, and nodded. He would let Lost go. Lost squealed in excitement, and immediately went to Jun's room to pick out an outfit for the 'auspicious' occasion.
"Okay…I'm writing up directions for you!" Ren shouted to her. "What a pain…" he muttered, shaking his head. "I swear."
"Uhh…Ren!" Lost poked her head out from Jun's room.
"You look fine," said Ren, not giving Lost a glance.
"That's not it," she shook her head. "I can't read Japanese!"
"Can you read Chinese?" he asked, obviously being sarcastic. She shook her head.
"I can only read Oriental French!" she told him. He sighed, annoyed that Lost was making the situation even more difficult.
"I remember you read the name of the restaurant in the phone book…" he reminded her. "But that was in Oriental French, wasn't it?"
"Uh huh!"
"Fine, fine! Get out here and I'll give you verbal directions," Ren sighed. Lost nodded, then ran back into Jun's room. About five minutes later, she walked out in a red long-sleeved dress with a silver dragon snaking up it. "Ready?" Ren asked. Lost nodded vigorously.
"I'm ready!"
"All right, all right," Ren snapped, making Lost be quiet immediately. "First, when to get to the front of the building we're in, take a left. That's this way," he pointed to the left and Lost nodded. "After that, just keeping going straight until you see a big statue of a man with a beard." He was referring to the statue of Lord Okuba that was in place in front of a tall library building. "After that, go right. That's this way," he pointed in the other direction and Lost nodded. "If you go straight after that, then you should make it."
"What does the Grocery Store look like?" Lost asked. Ren grumbled, obviously extremely annoyed.
"It's a white building with large windows and a door," he told her. "You know about food, so here," he passed her a wallet full of yen. "I found this in the kitchen. Buy whatever you want, I don't care. And when the cashier, that's the person in front of a long line of people, asks you for 'yen', give him everything in there. He'll give you back some. Take it and put it back in the wallet," he told her, speaking very slowly, as if Lost were deaf or mentally handicapped. "Then come straight home."
"Right!" Lost nodded. "I'm off!"
Lost smiled to Ren, ran through the kitchen, opened the door, and then slammed it behind her. Ren walked slowly into the kitchen and watched her go.
A moment passed.
"Lost…that's the closet."
"Oh! Oops!" Lost smiled, opening up the closet and running towards the front door. She smiled to Ren again, then opened the correct door and ran out. Ren shook his head.
"I'll give her fifteen minutes…then I'm going after her."
"Okay! Left!" Lost smiled as she started to head left on the busy sidewalk. So far, so good. Lost was heading in the correct direction and hadn't gotten lost yet! She walked through the sidewalk, taking the sights and waving to people. When she reached an intersection, she noticed that everyone had stopped, so she did as well.
"Why are we stopping?" Lost asked a man near her. He turned to her and quirked an eyebrow.
"When the light up there," he pointed to the horizontal traffic light, "turns red, we can walk. If we don't, the cars will hit us."
"Oh!" Lost nodded. "So it's a game?"
"Not…really."
The light turned red and Lost immediately ran out into the intersection instead of staying on the path. Cars screeched to a halt before she finally reached the other curb and continued to walk. Many people shouted at the young girl for running out in the middle of traffic, but she didn't hear their voices as she continued to walk.
"Now…a big statue of a man with a beard?" Lost asked, looking around as she continued to walk. "I don't see anything…"
As Lost continued to walk, she looked to her right and gasped. Right next to her in a glass window was a large statue of a man with a beard. He held up two fingers and was smiling at her. "I found it!" she smiled, then turned around to face the right. There was no intersection, and cars were going by, but Lost wasn't about to disobey Ren's directions.
She ran out into the middle of traffic, making many cars slam on their brakes as the young girl sprinted through the street. "Stupid kid!" One driver screamed as Lost turned and continued to walk straight.
Across the street, a small man was sweeping in front of his store of Religious Icons. He looked up at his recent acquisition, a statue of Jesus Christ, and sighed as he watched Lost go. "I should take that statue out of the window…makes people do some crazy things."
"I found it!" Lost cheered, jumping up and down. In front of her was a large white building with large windows. It was odd, but the Grocery store had five stories and many wooden tables and trees out in front. "What a weird store. Oh well!" Lost shrugged and ran in through the doors.
But, when Lost had made her way into the 'Grocery Store' she had seen no food whatsoever. All she saw were many doors and floor tiles, along with strange boxes full of shoes in front of the rooms.
"Where's the food?" Lost asked, frowning. She turned to see a room labeled 'Geog.'. "Maybe there's food in there." Lost shrugged and walked into the room.
When Lost came in, she noticed many young people, about her age, sitting in chairs with desks in front of them. A woman was at the front of the class, pointing to a large map. Lost blinked as the entire class turned to look at her.
"Can I help you young lady?" the woman asked in a high voice. "Shouldn't you be in third period?"
"I'm…looking for some food," Lost said. The class giggled, and Lost blushed.
"Lunch isn't until next period," the teacher sighed. "And why aren't you even in uniform? Go to the Head Master's Office and get a uniform immediately!"
Lost realized that all the other girls were wearing the same thing, as were the boys. She looked down to see her shimmery dress didn't exactly match. "O-okay…where's the Head Master's Office?"
"Right across the hall," the teacher sighed, shaking her head. "You know that! Don't be smart!"
"Uh! O-okay!" Lost nodded.
"After that, go to your third period class immediately!" the teacher told her. "I'm surprised you haven't already been suspended for not attending class!"
"B-but I don't know where that--"
"Don't argue, young lady! Go to the office, NOW!"
Lost nodded, shaking slightly and then ducked out of the room. The class giggled after her, and Lost shut the door behind her.
"Umm…I need a 'uniform'…" Lost told the woman in the office across the hall.
"You certainly do," the woman frowned. "Here." The woman ducked beneath her desk and pulled out a plastic bag with a shirt and skirt inside. Lost opened the bag and looked at the uniform. "You can change in that restroom there," the woman pointed to a small room and Lost nodded. She walked inside, staring at the shirt.
When Lost came out, she was dressed in a white shirt and green skirt. Although she looked slightly confused, she walked up to the woman. "Umm…I changed."
"Good," the woman smiled. "Now report to third period."
"Umm…all right!" Lost nodded. No one seemed to understand that Lost didn't even know where third period was. All she wanted was some food…
She decided to head back to the room she had been in before. She opened the door and made another entrance. The teacher stopped mid-sentence to look at Lost. "Oh…you're back. You're in this class?"
"Umm…I…think so?" Lost said with a questioning tone in her voice.
"Go and sit next to Kyoyama-san," the teacher instructed her, pointing to a girl with short blonde hair. Lost looked over at the girl as she turned to face her. She had cold eyes and pursed lips. Her hair framed her face and she had high cheekbones.
Lost turned away from the girl's stare and sat in the chair next to her. The teacher resumed talking, and Lost frowned. She didn't understand anything the woman was talking about. "Excuse me…?" she whispered to Kyoyama. "W-what's… the woman talking about?"
"You don't go here, do you?" Kyoyama asked and Lost nodded. "…What are you doing here?"
"I-I need to buy some food," she told her. "This is the Grocery Store, right?"
"…you're joking…right?" Kyoyama asked, her voice completely flat.
Lost shook her head and Kyoyama glanced at the clock in the front of the room. "Look…lunch is in five minutes. Come with me after that."
"O-okay!" Lost nodded and smiled at Kyoyama. She was glad that someone was going to help her find the food in this Grocery Store!
"Where'd you come from?" Kyoyama asked as the two girls walked through the halls. Kyoyama had a box in her hand decorated with a napkin.
"Umm…don't know," Lost shook her head. "I have amnesia and…"
"Fine, whatever. Don't tell me," Kyoyama shrugged. "Anyway…that's the cafeteria," she pointed into a room where hundreds of kids were all eating food and talking to one another. Lost smiled and walked inside. She gasped as she saw a long line of people in front of a woman.
"That must be the cashier! I'm going to go and get in line!" she told Kyoyama. "Thanks Kyoyama-san!"
"Call me Anna," Anna told her, sighing. "Now get your food."
Lost ran and got in line along with all the other kids. She stared down to see piles and piles of food! This must have been it! "I finally found the grocery store!" She quickly pulled out the wallet Ren had given her and started to grab food and put it on plates.
When she finally got to the end of the line, the cashier gave her an odd look. Lost had gotten every single piece of food that was in front of her, and was now ready with her wallet open. "Umm…that'll be 3,000 yen," she said. (About $30.)
Lost remembered what Ren had told her and poured all the money out in front of the cashier. She looked at Lost with wide eyes. "You're joking me! That's at least 50,000 yen! I don't have that kind of change!" (About $500)
"Huh?" Lost asked. "You won't take it?"
"I'll take it; just take some out!" the cashier told her.
"B-but I don't know how!" Lost pleaded with her.
"Here."
Lost turned her head to see none other then Anna put forward a wad of bills. "That's exactly 3,000 yen. Thanks," she said, picking up the plates and placing them on the tray. Lost collected up her money and placed it back in her wallet. She followed Anna, a grin on her face.
"Thanks so much Anna-san!" Lost smiled. "You really saved me back there!"
"You're clueless…" Anna said. "Anyway, you're trying to find the grocery store?"
"But I already found it!" Lost told her, pointing to the food. "Now I've just got to take it back to Ren!"
Anna paused, then stared at Lost. "Ren? Tao Ren?"
"Uh huh!" Lost nodded. "I live with Ren! Do you know him?"
"…Not…personally," Anna shrugged. "Oh well. This isn't the grocery store."
"But I got all this food!" Lost told Anna. "Doesn't that mean that this is the grocery store? It even had the huge line of people and the cashier!"
"No, this isn't the grocery store," Anna said again. "This is a school cafeteria."
"Huh? It is?" Lost asked, her eyes wide. "I-I must have gotten lost!"
Anna stared at Lost, then shook her head. "Stick with me for the rest of the day. Afterwards, I'll take you to the grocery store."
"S-sorry!" Lost shook her head. "But I have to go back! Ren will worry!"
That gained another stare from Anna, then another sigh. "All right; do as you please." With that, Anna turned around and started to walk away. She stopped, and then turned to Lost. "What's…your name?"
"Oh!" Lost smiled. "Lost! That's my name!"
"Lost, huh?" Anna asked, quirking an eyebrow. "…See you later."
"Goodbye, Anna-chan!" Lost called after her. Soon, Anna was gone in the crowd, and Lost was once again alone. She sighed, looked at the food, and then shook her head. "I guess I just have to retrace my steps…"
With that, leaving the food behind her, she walked off and out of the cafeteria.
"Dammit, where'd she go?" Ren asked as he waited on a curb for Lost to return. "Did she already get lost?"
"Ren! Hey, Ren, is that you?"
Ren looked up to see none other then Lost running towards him, still in her school uniform. Ren quirked an eyebrow as Lost came up to him. "Hey Ren! What's going on?"
"What are you wearing?" Ren asked, disgusted.
"Oh this?" Lost fingered the skirt. "It's a school uniform."
"I know what it is," Ren spat. "Why are you wearing it?"
"Seems I accidentally went into a school!" Lost giggled and Ren facefaulted. "Oops! Sorry!"
"Stupid girl!" Ren sighed, shaking his head. "Let's head home. I'm not hungry anyway."
"All right!" Lost smiled, nodding. "Let's go home!"
Soon, night came, and Lost was ready to prove herself that she could this time make it to the Grocery store without getting lost. "Now that you've told me exactly what the statue looks like, I'll be sure to make it this time!"
"No," Ren snapped. "You'll just get lost…again."
"How about you go with me?" Lost asked, smiling. Ren looked up. "Or…at least until we get near the store?"
Ren pondered this, then sighed. "Okay…I'll wait outside while you buy the groceries. We need food anyway."
"Yay!" Lost cheered, jumping up and down. "And this time, I won't get lost! I promise!"
"Damn straight you won't…not while I'm there," Ren muttered, then stood up. "Anyway…we haven't got much time before the sun completely sets. Let's go."
"Right!" Lost nodded. "Let's go, let's go!"
"Don't take more then twenty minutes," Ren commanded Lost as they stood outside the grocery store. "I'll be timing you."
"Uh huh!" Lost nodded. "I won't take more then twenty minutes! I promise!"
With that, Lost ran into the store, wallet in hand, leaving Ren outside to look at the stars. He still hadn't had much time to think about the recent clues he had been given to Lost's past.
First…there was Jean Paul. Somehow, he was connected to Lost, along with Giselle. There was her strange dream with Xavier and Alphonse. Lost even thought that Xavier might be related to her.
All of Lost's dreams seemed to be puzzle pieces that Ren just couldn't fit together. Little by little, he was collecting pieces, but the picture wasn't becoming any clearer.
It made his mind do back-flips.
"Hah! I told you! I can hold liquor way better then you!"
"Yeah right! Boast while you can!"
Ren looked up to see two women coming out from the liquor store beside him. They were both holding bottles of hard liquor and looked completely drunk. Both had heavy make-up and revealing clothing on. One of them spotted him.
"Hey look! What are you doing up so late, kid?" she asked, emitting a loud hiccup.
"Back off," he warned, narrowing his eyes.
"Awww…he's shy!" the other one said groggily. "Don't be like that, kiddo? Hey…you got a girlfriend?"
"…yes."
"How far have you gone with her?" she asked. "First base? Second?"
"Or all the way?" the other one jeered, and they both laughed drunkenly.
"Get out…if you want to live."
"Grab him!" The woman commanded, and her companion grabbed Ren around the waist. Ren was quick to grab his collapsible Kwan Dao, but before he could attach it together, the other woman had grabbed his head and pushed her lips to his.
"HYAH!" Ren kicked the women off, wiping his mouth off. They were on the street, obviously unconscious due to his Kung Fu. "That'll teach you…" He muttered darkly.
Crack!
Ren turned to his head to see Lost standing in front of him, tears flowing down her cheeks, the plastic bags of groceries on the ground. The eggs were broken and the yolk was spilling out of the bag in her left hand. Lost looked shocked beyond all words.
"L-Lost…" Ren murmured, looking up at her. "What's wrong?"
"Y-you…kissed her…" she muttered, tears still flowing down her cheeks. "You kissed her…you love her too…"
"No, it's not like that!" Ren told her, but Lost didn't listen.
"Y-y-you never said…that you could only love one person…" said Lost. "S-so…why does it hurt so much?" she asked, looking at Ren for an honest answer. "My chest hurts, Ren. It hurts!"
"Lost!" Ren ran over to her and grasped her shoulders. "Lost, get a hold of yourself! I don't love that wench!"
"B-but you…"
"I love you Lost!" he told her. "And only you! Got that, you stupid girl?"
"B-but…you kissed th-that other girl…" Lost cried.
In one sweeping motion, Lost was gathered into Ren's arms and he held her close to his body. "Lost…" he whispered into her ear. "…I…I love you. Just believe me, all right?"
"…I…I know," Lost nodded and cried into Ren's shoulder. "But…but I…"
"Lost…" Ren breathed into her ear, and she immediately stopped crying. He pushed her away from him and looked into her eyes. His golden ones met her crying green and he smirked slightly. "Let's get married."
The End! I hope you all enjoyed it! Don't forget to leave a review!
Sammy