Wicked Angel: Hey people! Sorry I didn't get to upload chapter two soon. I'm a lazy …uh…::hesitating:: person.
To:
Tensaispira: yes you are. ::begins a fight::
My Imagination:
Tensaispra: I'm not. smiles
Wicked Angel: You are. grins
Tensaispira: frustrated I said I'm not.
Wicked angel: I said you are! glares
Tensaispira: $#^%! I said I'm freakin' not!!! glares
Wicked Angel: gets an Uzi out I said you are!!
Nellie: The mysterious article would be revealed… in time… ::background darkening, thunder rolls and lightning flashes::
Jeano: I'm sorry it took me ages to upload the next chappy. You see, I'm working with 'perfect Match' simulatenously and… ::gets teary eyed:: I can't afford to lose a reader. ::bawls:: And, about 'Lookalike' dun tell me they're siblings?????
…I think I'm forgetting something…
Oh, tensaispira. The nature of the sensual or not-so-sensual (I wasn't aware I put the word sensual there. Really. ^_^;;) would be revealed in time too…
And thanks for the ff.net for its existence. ::I think I should put this acknowledgements in the epilogue. Stupid me.::
Tensaispira: I SAID I'M NOT!!!!!!
--uh, never mind that. It's just a piece of strayed info. Gomen, gomen.
Chapter 3
Year 1-7
"Sakuragi Hanamichi!" the professor yelled. A blank seat. "S-Sir, he's absent," the classroom monitor swallowed as he informed the teacher. The teacher glanced at the empty seat. And the empty seat beside him.
"And Youhei Mito, sir."
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Year 1-8
Three empty seats. Three empty consecutive seats. "Who are absent today?" the teacher consulted her seatplan as she spoke this softly.
"Ookusu, Sauichirro and Takamiya, Ma'am."
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Year 1-11
A blank seat by the window on the farthest left corner.
The teacher shrugged. Shinta Sakura is absent again. As always.
He shrugged again. Then, he turned on the board without asking or fussing about.
Nobody spoke a single word about it. As if she's not a part of their class.
Nobody even pointed it out.
Nobody even cared.
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Mito
Dark.
Void.
He raised his ice pick. 'No, you don't…' I whispered as I felt my muscles tense, my vision go red…
Dark. Void.
Where am I? I willed my unseeing eyes upwards. Where am I? Suddenly, as if materialized from nowhere, I felt a soft warm and clean-scented cloth was beneath and wrapped around me.
Huh?
I let out a low, restrained groan as pain shoot my left side.
Then, my eyes flapped open. The warm cheerful sunlight greeted me sarcastically. 'Cause I feel like crap. I felt my left side and the fingertips grazed upon a clean, white bandage.
Huh?
Suddenly, aware of a light stirring beside me, I turned my head sideward. And saw her resting her arms on the side of the bed while resting her head on her arms. (Do I confuse you? I'm still drugged, y'know).
I rested my gaze on her sleeping form, her deep brown hair bathed in the warm glow of sunlight, her pale arms contrasting it. Then, suddenly, I found myself staring at her deep brown coffee eyes, drawn in their deep liquefied depths, the deepest I've ever seen in my almost 17 years of life.
The eyes of a wild, untame, ferocious tiger. They eyes of the soaring eagle whose dominion resides on high. Then, the eyes of a little carefree sparrow, flitting from verdant branches to branches. Or your…
[… you know Mito, I honestly think you got it high. I mean, what did you hit this time? LSD with muriatic acid? Yech.]
Er… yeah, I mean, no! Of course not. I think the painkiller's just getting into my head. Lemme rest for a while…
Damn.
Sakura
I felt a soft stirring beside me. I felt at lost in time, suspended in space and darkness. You know, the feeling when you sleep so deep. Huh? Then, I remembered. I was watching over Mito for the whole goddamn night, tending his fever (I believe, his bodily reactions to the wound but nothing worse. If you need anybody to ask about those stuff, you're talking to the right person here. I got a whole collection of 'em).
I was about to ask him how was he feeling when I noticed he's staring through me. You know, in that absolutely creepy way I've never seen him before (he doesn't look like that even if he's looking at a Playboy-- uh, I don't think I have to announce that). Then I kept on hearing 'pale, coffe-brown, tiger, on high and sparrow'.
Huh?
Maybe I should check the expiration date of the painkillers I gave him. Or was it really painkillers?
Er…
And then, he closed his eyes and muttered 'damn'.
Did I miss anything here in the few minutes I snatched some sleep?
Mito
"So. So, how are you feeling?" she said. I opened my eyes at length and once again, a smile invaded my face. I dunno. I'm always compelled to smile. Do I love smiling?
[You know, I changed the perspective a while ago. I used Sakura to give you a break. Didn't seem to work though. You're head is still up in the clouds]
Erm… I sat up. I winced as pain assailed me again. "You shouldn't sit up yet, you know," she was immediately supporting my back and arranged the pillow comfortably behind me. "That's why I never wanted to be a baby-sitter," I heard her mutter. I have to grin wider.
I surveyed the room. It was a clean, sparsely but decently furnished room with pale yellow wallpaper. Sunlight pour in the two big windows to my right. "Finished judging my room?" she eyed me warily as she peeled an apple in her hand. "I hope I passed your criticizing eye."
"Your room?" I wondered. She nodded. "Yeah. You want?" she handed me a very small apple, almost peeled to the core. I thought I remembered seeing a fairly large apple a while ago. I gladly accepted it. "Where's the other guys?"
"They're at the living room, y'know, just resting their butts. Though they slept in the guest room. They didn't suffer as much as you do."
Suffer? I don't remember much suffering.
Then, there was a loud rap on the door. It swung open decisively and the redhead came in. Sakura didn't even turn her head to greet him.
"You're already awake?" Sakuragi laid down a breakfast for two. "You cook?" I asked unbelieving. But then, looking at the poor fate of the eggs and hotdogs, I decided to believe.
"And, did I mention that this big monkey insisted to stay here too and how much of a pain in the ass is he?" Sakura added dryly. "Oh, by the way, you just can't imagine how hard it is to put up a whole godforsaken night with a bi--, er," he stalled as he quickly scanned his vocabulary, "a shrew like her."
"Oh, you're learning Shakespeare already. I wonder why I am surprised," a dry comment sounded. Sakuragi didn't respond, however. Odd, I thought when the Sakuragi I know would be strangling her long white neck this second.
Ookusu
Alas, silence comes to my refuge. [And now, it's you who got it high. These creatures… -_-;;]
After enduring a long long night of Sakuragi and Sakura's long long unabating taunts, thank God morning came and they were silent for once. Probably, tired or burnt out already. I can't sleep with their pure unadulterated taunts with each other. Man, they could get really loud.
Takamiya
Then suddenly, I heard a loud loud yell.
Mito
I felt my stomach revolting, like the devil himself is trying to escape out of my guts. The treacherous made those few seconds the most agonizing moments of my life. Then, I knew I wouldn't be able to contain it anymore.
I turned blue and I felt my body get covered with cold sweat. I felt dizzy and I swear, I never felt this sick before…
And…
"BULLLEAHHHH!!BWUUUAAAHHCK!!!" I charged the bathroom door and propped my arms on the toilet bowl as I lean on it.
Sakura's eyes bulged suddenly and her breakfast got stuck in the middle of her esophagus peristaltic activity. Sakuragi turned pale as they rushed by my side. The door swung open and Ookusu, Takamiya and Sauichirro burst inside.
"Who yelled?" they asked in unison. Then, I dunno what demon came over them but as soon as they saw me, they fell on the floor, laughing.
God, I felt sick. Really sick. Then I felt it coming… again. "BULLLLWEEAKK!!" I gasped. "AGHHHHH!" My insides coiled with each other.
"Man, what has gotten into you?" Sakura pat my back comfortingly. At last, I felt the agonizing pain cease and I could stand up, but very weakly.
They led me back to bed.
"Man, I--I'm sorry. I didn't know you'll eat her breakfast," Sakuragi looked on me with big, puppy-lost-in-the-middle-of-a-thunderstorm eyes. I felt bewildered. But I bet, that's an understatement compared with Sakura's reaction.
She instantly flew on him, knocking him on the floor, her hands around his neck.
"YOU IDIOT!!!!"
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Will Sakuragi die?
Sakuragi: You stupid wretched excuse creature for a human being!
Sakura: do you know the meaning of wretched?
Sakuragi: ::glares::
Ookusu, takamiya and Sauichirro laughing, rolling on the background, slappin the floor then laughing again, then rolling on the ground again.
Mito:… ::smiles cheerfully instead and waves::
Sakura: Too many freaks, too little circuses…
Ookusu, takamiya and Sauichirro laughing, rolling on the background, slappin the floor then laughing again, then rolling on the ground again.
Wicked Angel: And now, chapter 3 is done. Bows. Don't forget your reviews!