OMGSH GUYS. It's been so frikkin' long! TTTT I started to forget about here until I found an email from a review on my story ;o;. It's been a year since I started it! So... now I'll try to remember the plot... probably will tweak it a bit, and please look forward to better writing. A
Disclaimer: All to Natsuki Takaya the great.
Shigure gawked at the woman standing before him. A dream? No- somehow walking on the streets he had managed to fall in the Mahobi desert and is now gaping at a mirage. He had an urge to poke it to confirm his very well educated guess.
But to shatter it into pieces, the mirage flung her arms around his neck. Only to make it worse, an exploding sound echoed off the walls and a large blue cloud engulfed Shigure. The red-haired illusion fell to find a black dog sitting infront of her.
The woman frantically looked around then stood up, "I'm so sorry! ...I forgot..."
Shigure would've made a face, but the muscles in his dog-face were not accomodated with the human's way of expressing themselves.
"Luckily no one is here."
"Heheh... yeah..."
Shigure allowed the woman to pile his clothing on his back. He then trotted behind a bookshelf and waited until he would transform back.
He seriously could not believe it! She was here- and he was here! More improtantly... she was here! It had been what? Atleast eight years since they'd last seen eachother? Memories started flooding into his head, his eyes playing each scene. It seemed to him, almost like sitting in a theatre, watching his favorite movie. It was then, certain memories filled the screen that turned his ecstatic smile into a frown. What was she thinking when she came here? She had said specifically that no matter what, she would keep her memory. He would have to ask, maybe she was here to visit family or something-
BOOM!
Shigure looked around, suddenly taller... and colder. He looked down. Oh, yeah. That's why.
After dressing, he walked around the the book case, fully prepared to ask questions that would bring back tears... and possibly another glomp attack.
"Erin-", he blinked.
She was gone.