Memories

By: HeavenlydemonxXxo

I don't own Furuba

heh heh heh

sorry i didnt update in the longest longest foreverest time

There was a cloud of smoke. Someone grabbed my hand and rushed me into the house.

"Kumiko! I didn't know you'd be coming to visit us today." said Yuki. "But, we're kind of busy right now, so if you'll go out this way." He led me to the back door. I tried to stop my legs, but Yuki was stronger than I expected him to be. Looking behind, I saw Shigure following. Shigure? Was that his name? I never saw this man before! Do I know him? Their phone started ringing. Yuki got it and pushed me to Shigure. "Shigure, do you mind showing her the back door?"

Shigure grabbed me and nodded to Yuki. How did I know his name? He slided the door open and dragged me out.

"Wait, wait, WAIT!" I snatched my hand away from him. "What the hells going on here? And if I'm going to go, I need my shoes!"

"Ah, sorry. I forgot." he said. He raced me to the front door and was in a huge hurry. Making me sit down, he started putting on my shoes for me. I didn't know what to do, so I just watched him. I saw an orange cat run by.

Everything was so confusing. Remembering these things that never happened? Knowing people before I ever met them? It was like I missed a year or two of my life. Looking back at Shigure-san, I noticed that his face was really happy. I saw him eyeing somewhere. He was looking up my skirt! I stood up so fast and accidentally yet purposely kicked his face with my knee.

"YOU PERVERTED MAN!" is what I was screaming in my head. I stomped away. I was never coming to help them again. Screw orange head and Yuki. They had screwed up lives. I hate them.

Day 2
I woke up sweating. The dream was so... real. I could still hear my screams ringing in my head. Everyone I met yesterday was in it. That nasty old pervert, Shigure was holding my arms, tightly, behind me, and the man that drove me to my apartment neighborhood was pressing his fingers onto my forehead. And Yuki was holding back orange head.

Today was Sunday. I shook my head and tripped on the floor. I am such a klutz. As I laid there on the floor, I heard the buzzing of my radiator. A nice comfortable money spending feeling. I am so poor. I prepared myself some rice and soup. When I was done eating, I grabbed my jacket and went out. Today was my big job audition. If I get it, then goodbye those other three jobs. If I don't get it, damn school and my poorness. I stopped at the bus stop and reminscenced on yesterday. Which was really annoying and pissing me off. I started running down the street, and slid into the phonebooth. Just like yesterday, I had no idea why I did that, but just did it. I took out my wallet from the jacket pocket and took out all the money I had in there. It was about 1000 yen. I didn't know what to do with it. When I noticed a hanging tile on the ceiling of this phone booth. I stashed the money in there, firmly put the tile back on and ran out. The bus was at the bus stop.

"WAIT! HOLD ON A MINUTE! LET ME ON!" I cried as I hit the bus. The tires screeched as it halted to a stop. I sighed in relief and got on. I felt through my pocket for the bus money. The bus money. Where's the bus money? I panicked and started rummaging through all the pockets I had. Damn it! I must have stashed it with that other money. Looking back at the phonebooth I wondered if I should make a dash for it, grab the money and come back? Or beg the bus driver to let me on for free since I'm so poor. But then the bus driver would probably kick me off.

"Well? Pay the money so I can go, or get off."

I chose the begging action.

Clasping my hands together, I pleaded. "Please! Please oh wonderful bus driver! Let me ride this bus for free. Just this once! I'll pay you later! I promise you!"

Jerk. I kicked the snow. The bus driver had just stared me down and opened the doors. Her face was screaming, "DIVE INTO YOUR HELLHOLE BITCH" And for a second there I thought I could fire in the snow. But that's impossible right? Right? Anyways. I put my hands in my pockets only to find a bus ticket. Oh my God. You have to be kidding me. I kicked the snow even more and punched the wall. But that really hurt my fist so I shook it trying to warm it off. I breathed onto my hands to keep them warm, when I just happened to bump into orange head.

"OH SHI--"

poof!