Chapter 24

{"Mo, Is he really worth your time, Melétē?" Mnḗmē sighed as they watched the young poet and scholar, hidden behind their veil of shadow.

"Mnḗmē, you always ask that question and the answer is always the same with us. Yes, he is." Aoidḗ scolded her sister.

Melétē giggled and nodded in agreement. "I believe that many others will refer to his creativity and knowledge long after his passing. Homer does not allow his lack of sight to hinder his mind. In fact, I believe it has helped his creativity to blossom more beautifully." She smiled gently and sighed.

Mnḗmē groaned. "Just take care not to fall in love with this one too. Lest you forget what happened last time?"

Melétē and Aoidḗ both, rolled their eyes and giggled. Melétē kissed Mnḗmē's cheek and placed a daisy in her hair. "Do not fret sister. I will take care." She smiled softly and went to greet the "Blind Bard".}

Chiori Amamiya shook off the weird "daydream" that had invaded her mind, just after the actress for Mio had entered the conference room and sat in the free seat. Of all the nerve, that little "one hit wonder" thought she could just stroll in after being so late and expect everyone to be okay with it? And why was Director Anna such a pushover about it? Chiori was infuriated. She had more time behind the camera in her sleep than this newbie had for Dark Moon. I should have been the one they picked to be Natsu, but no... they had to pick this freakish little goody two-shoes, nobody.

Chiori had been so irritated by it all, she had to get the scheduling information from her manager, due to the fact she couldn't concentrate and she had been the first out of the room after the meeting.

She couldn't rid herself of those strange dreams and now she was having them when she was awake. She knew of the two that accompanied her in these strange visions by feeling, but she had yet to see any faces. She had only had the memories of voices and the feeling of something that one would feel around a relative. Not a cousin or distant relative, but something closer. Maybe, something like a sister?

Then there were moments lately when she would enter a building and she would feel a strange nostalgic warmth. Something that she had felt once when she was around a crush she had a couple of years ago. It was nice, but she just didn't have time for things like that, she was busy rebuilding her lost career. She was tired of things getting in the way of that. It seemed it was always something. If it weren't a botched audition, a sycophantic bubble brain or, blind director, it was one of these one-hit wonders like the talentless hack that only knew how to portray Mio Hongo.

Kyoko/Aoidḗ wasn't quite sure what it was, but she felt a strange pull when she entered that conference room for the meeting for BoxR. She had been thinking a lot of Melétē lately, but she thought that might be because of Mnḗmē's presence and her interactions were bringing more of the memories back. They were mingling with the painful childhood, human memories. They were making her regret every moment of agreeing with her father, by playing this little game of hide and seek with him.

It's not that she hated her human emotion, it was just so completely intense. Certainly she had felt a form of love and affection as a goddess and she had been able to extend that to her worshipers, but she had never really had it concentrated solely on her, as Deimos/Kuon did now. Before, they had just had so much work to do and only got to see each other when their work brought them together or, during banquets and feasts. Which wasn't often. It was actually nice to spend this much time with him. It was nice to be able to do something for herself for once and not have to worry about fulfilling the dreams of others. She was only doing that of her own free will now, like with Reino.

She really missed her sister. They had been born together, spent millennia together, worked side by side for eons and hadn't really separated until this little fiasco. Now that she knew of her heritage, the pains of separation were becoming unbearable, quickly. It had her looking around every corner, at every face for recognition, just to catch a small glimpse of her missing sister.

Ren approached the darkened little corner where she had settled in and noticed how distant and depressed she seemed. As Kuon/Deimos, he wanted to pull her into his arms and wash away everything that was bringing her pain. He cleared his throat to get her attention and handed her a cold drink he had brought for her. Slipped it into her hands and popped the tab. "Want to talk about what's bothering you?"

She sighed and looked up at him after taking a drink. "I was late for the read through for BoxR, but what bothers me more than that is, I just can't get rid of this feeling that Melétē is somewhere close. I really miss her and I think it's starting to affect me." She told him in a small voice.

He could actually relate to that. He had been having the same feelings about his siblings lately and for some reason, Eros kept coming to mind more than the others. "I miss my brother Eros... I don't know why I started thinking of him lately either. I guess ever since we've awakened, everything is flooding back into our memories. However, what we have chosen to do... live as actors... live among these mortals, we did chose and we should not allow our private lives interfere with our professional." He smiled at her and she nodded with understanding. "Besides, I have a feeling they'll show up sooner than we think. We found each other, right?"

She let out a sigh. "You're right." She told him as he held out his hand to help her up. "Thank you My Love." She said quietly.

He smiled softly and glanced around to make sure they still had privacy. He really wasn't fond of the idea of having to erase the memories of the entire cast and crew as he did to Fuwa in Karuizawa. "You're very welcome, my sweet little muse." He kissed her gently on her cheek and led her back to where they were to start filming.

Lory was ecstatic. Things were coming together quite nicely. The Happy Grateful Party that Atë and Aoidḗ had held, wend far beyond expectations. So many members of his family had finally awakened because of it and were making their way to him to pay their respects. Which at this point in his existence, really wasn't necessary in his opinion.

"See something interesting?" His best friend asked as he stopped in the hall of the studio.

The blond shook the loose thoughts from his mind. It was the strangest vision. It was one of those he'd been having off and on for the past week, since they got back from their trip. "I... I'm not sure." His eyes widened as he looked up at his friend and saw the strange little apparition perched on his friend's shoulder. She waved at him as he stared at her, and she pressed a little index finger to her lips to ask for his silence.

He nodded. "I think I'm okay." He sighed. "Never mind, I'll work it out." He would think more on it later, maybe get some sleep and these thoughts of the beautiful, sweet Melétē would be sorted out soon.