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Chapter 7: Seemingly possible…
Rei POV
I've forgotten all about that book…and just because Zak got it for me, I'm not going to read any more of it. I'm still mad at him, and I know that he's mad at me. I don't know, but I've gotten this weird feeling…like something's bound to happen. It still seems far away, though…
"Rei?" Ryuji calls me softly.
"Hmm?" I turn to him in my bed.
"Have you ever wondered why we're here?" He asks, placing a small frown on his face.
"What do you mean?" I sit up.
"We shouldn't even be here…like Zak said." Ryuji seems so…serious…so focused. Maybe he's growing mature. At that age? No…it has to be Zak bothering him.
"Don't listen to him. He's the one who shouldn't be here. It's people like him that make us stay here…locked up for the rest of our lives." I've never really thought about it that way…I'd imagine myself old, and still living here…but then again, who would take care of feeding us?
"Did you watch the news?" Ryuji whispered, sitting up as well.
"No, what about it?" I wonder why he's now whispering.
"They said the population police will kill anyone who' s illegal. They won't allow any chances." He informs me.
"They've always said that, haven't they?" I question myself. All of these years being locked up is getting me confused.
"I never watch the news, Rei. So I wouldn't know." He mumbles sleepily.
"Well, yea. they've always said that." I look at the tired look on his face. "Let's go to sleep, okay?" I turn off the small lamp.
"Night, Rei." He mumbles.
"Night." I tell him, then sigh, looking up at the ceiling. It's all dusty…and old. I wonder what's keeping this house together. Or is it just because I sleep in the ugly 'room'? Either way…I hate it…
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The morning starts off as usual…I say goodbye to mom and dad…and help with the food for Sysuke and Zak. I haven't seen much of outside lately…and that's because I don't want to get involved anymore. I head back to the room, sighing heavily. Ryuji is still asleep, cuddled up beside the overly large stuffed animal that Sysuke had won at the fair. He told me that it was all fun and games. I'd like to go there. I smile to myself, laying back down on the bed.
As I'm dozing off to sleep, I hear a sudden noise at the window. I get up, not knowing what to expect. Maybe it's someone trying to break in? I get up slowly, peaking through the crack on the boards. I see navy hair and blonde hair down below, throwing what seems rocks to the other windows. What if they break one? What are they trying to do? I go downstairs, still confused. I open the back door slowly, and see that Tyson? I think that's his name, is just about to throw another rock to the living room window.
"What are you two doing? I hiss, almost angry.
"Chill out. We were trying to get your attention." Tyson smiles.
"My attention? For what?" I ask, a bit calm now that I know they weren't trying anything cruel.
"To hang out." Max says suddenly, coming from the other side of the house.
"Hang out?" I question, but then remember seeing it in one of the movies.
"Yea. So, are you up for it?" Tyson has a small smile on his face. Should I? How far will they go? I just hope…no, I can't. I've already gotten myself in enough trouble. Soon, they'll find out if I keep talking to them.
"Don't worry, Rei." Max chirps happily. "You won't get caught. We're just going to play in our backyard. Have you played soccer before?" He asks me.
"Uum…no, I've seen it on the TV, though." I answer sheepishly.
"That's all right, Rei. We'll teach ya." Tyson swings his arm around my shoulders, then slowly leads me to their backyard.
"So what do you…do in there? It must be so boring." Max questions.
"I just…I'm just in there. Yes, it is boring." I answer.
"So, dude-what about your shoes?" Tyson asks, pointing to my feet.
"Shoes?"
"Yea, they go on your feet."
"I-I knew that." I feel a blush coming to my face.
"Sooo…where are they?" Tyson asks once more.
"I don't…" I trail off, then sigh. "I don't have any."
"That's okay, Rei." Max smiles. "Just so we're even, we'll all take off our shoes." Max begins to take off his shoes.
"What?" Tyson looks at him. "Are you crazy? It hurts without shoes!"
"Not if you're careful." Max sticks his tongue out at him.
"Aww!" Tyson groans, but complies toward taking off his shoes.
"You guys don't have to do that." I mumble, but they don't hear me. I see Max sitting on the ball as he takes off his shoes.
"Can I see?" I signal to the ball. Max looks confused for a moment.
"Oh, yea. Sure." He gets off, then hands it to me. As I hold it in my hands, I think about how you play…what I've seen on the TV. Okay…I know you don't use your hands…only when it goes out of bounds…and…you have to kick it into the goal…wait, goal? Where is the goal? Almost as if reading my mind, I hear Max say,
"This is kind of like street soccer. Our goals are actually on opposite sides, in between those two tires. They were already there, so we decided to make use of them." Max smiles.
"So, you kick it in-between the tires? Then that counts as a goal?" I ask, just to make sure.
"Yea. That's it." Tyson answers for Max, who is wiggling his toes in the grass.
"But, we have an odd number." I point out.
"No worries." Max chirps/ "I'll be referee."
"Ref…eree?" I look at him, a bit confused.
"You know, like umpire?" He looks at me to make sure I got this.
"Oh, right." I smile sheepishly once more.
"Okay, so let's start this." Tyson takes the ball out of my hand, then hands it to Max. Max places the ball in front of Tyson and me.
"All right! Ready guys?" Max calls out. I nod, and so does Tyson. I keep my eye on the ball for a moment, then look for an opening spot. This can't be too hard…can it?
"Ready, set, go!" Max steps out of our way, then I kick at the ball. It goes right between Tyson's legs, so I run for it, kicking it even further, almost toward the tires. I hear someone huffing behind me. I turn to look quickly. I spot Tyson a little far away from me, then concentrate myself toward where the ball is. I kick it harder, and it hits the fence right in-between the two tires.
"Whoo! Good job, Rei!" I hear Max call out. Tyson stops right behind me, trying to catch his breath.
"Rei, man I thought you never played before?"! Tyson looks at me with slight astonishment.
"I haven't really." I smile lightly.
"I think Rei's got natural talent." Max is suddenly beside us.
"You think so?" I feel excited. Natural talent means that I could really be good at it.
"Yea. I mean, where else could you have learned how to run that fast and still kick the ball and not loose control of where it was?" Max goes over to pick up the ball.
"Hold up here, Rei. You can't be that fast. I wanna race you to the house." Tyson challenges.
"Um, okay." I look ahead of me.
"Ready, set, go!" Max shouts once more. I begin to run, I run with a speed I didn't know I had, and reach the house in no time. I look back, and Tyson isn't even half way there. He gave up, I suppose.
"Wow, Rei!" Max looks excited.
"Okay, you convinced me. You're fast." Tyson walks over to me with Max. I only smile, but then remember about Ryuji. My eyes widen.
"Listen up guys, I've gotta go." I begin to go.
"Why?" Max asks.
"I've just gotta go. It's late. I'll see you guys around later!" I wave off, then run to my house. I enter the door quickly, and shut it softly. I hear the bathroom flush upstairs. I give out a slight sigh. He just got up. He always goes to the bathroom before he goes downstairs. I go to the TV, and turn it on. I realize that I'm actually sweating. I get the bottom of my shirt and wipe off the sweat. I hear Ryuji coming down the stairs.
"Morning, Rei." He yawns, then sits next to me on the couch.
"You mean afternoon?" I smile lightly.
"It's noon already?" Ryuji blinks. I only nod, then turn my attention to the TV.
"…We know there are illegal children out there that haven't been seen. We need to get rid of them, for our sake."
"Yes, Mr. Tamiyaki but how would you feel if you were an illegal third-born child?"
"The thing is, I'm not one, so I feel nothing for them. The thing-" I turn off the TV so I won't have to hear anymore. That bastard. How could they all just make this law? How could they not feel anything for us? Is anything ever going to change?
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