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Hey, mah peeps! Heh, sorry, I've been emailing one of my friends too much. xD Sorry I haven't posted in a while. Between family parties, Inuyasha, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, and writer's block, I haven't been exactly spewing chapters out of my nose. That would be like paying through the nose, though, so thank God. Also, it would be rather disgusting, since I keep my AC on full blast, making my room about 50 degrees, which results in the sniffles. xD I'm an ice queen, who's currently eating ice cream. Chocolate. I've also had some coffee, because I got up uber early for piano lessons and writing, for me, includes all-nighters. The late night/early morning (as in anything from eleven PM to five AM) time is the most creative for me. That's why I post most of my chapters around two AM. It's strange, really... Do you think it's possible for a human to be born nocturnal? Ah well... Read on, peeps.
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"I'm still not used to your limo, Uo, Hana!" Shigure squealed as he jumped out of the long black luxury car and towards Kazuma's house, which they had pulled up in front of. I sighed, watching him run excitedly to the house of the man who was Kyo-kun's Shishou. For some reason, I felt obligated to make a very good impression just because of that fact. If he was Kyo's Shishou, and his adopted father, then he was important.
"Ah, Hana-chan," I whispered, pulling on her sleeve as the others went ahead, "I'm a bit nervous, but I don't know why. Kazuma-san is Kyo-kun Shishou and father, no?" Hana-chan nodded, smiling in quite an evil way. I gulped, but continued down the path to his very Japanese house.
Ayame-san knocked on the door, bouncing up and down, along with Shigure, smiling idiotically. Uo-chan sighed, rolling her eyes at not only the two idiots, but also Hana-chan blushing and me trying really hard not to look nervous. Apparently, it wasn't working…
"Hello?" Kazuma said, opening the door. He beckoned the two men in, just so he could actually greet us, I suppose. After all, he didn't say a word to them. "Tohru-san! It's been such a long time since I've seen you! Come in," he let us in as well, kissing Hanajima on the cheek as she passed, also.
"Hello, Kazuma-san…" I muttered, blushing as I walked through the door, sitting awkwardly at the table with everyone else. "Ahm, how are you?" He smiled kindly, taking a seat beside Hanajima.
"I'm quite fine, although I miss Kyo a bit." He replied, still smiling. I frowned, now feeling very guilty. I've been having a relatively good time here, while Kyo's trapped in a cell, miserable and hurt, or worse, dead. Kazuma must have seen tears in my eyes, for he didn't go on about Kyo. "And you? I have a feeling the reason you're here is important." I nodded, sniffling and wiping away my tears.
"I-I want to remember, so I can break the curse for Kyo-kun!" I exclaimed, balling my fists dramatically and staring up at the ceiling. The smile I had plastered on face was fake. "But first I think I should be a bit safer…" I muttered pathetically, the very thought killing my hope. "Kyo-kun wouldn't be happy if I risked my life for him. He would scold me."
"Yes, Tohru-kun is escaping from Akito's men, who are ordered to kill her," Shigure stated knowingly, as if it wasn't more than a comment on how good a certain brand of tea was, "for remembering."
"Ah, I see. Kagura!" He yelled suddenly, scaring me half out of my wits. Immediately, a woman only a bit older than me with short brown hair and matching eyes sped over to us. "Kagura wants to help me out in the dojo, so I was teaching her the ropes of, well, teaching."
"Hello, Tohru-chan!" She said, smiling brightly and waving at me. Without warning, she launched herself at me in a giant hug. "How is Kyo-kun?" Tears came to my eyes, and she must have noticed, because she pulled away, frowning sadly. "Oh, I see…"
"Nnn…" I muttered, bringing a hand to my forehead and closing my eyes. The tears forming in them slid down my cheek, but I ignored them. My head was hurting, again. The memories were coming too fast… I already remembered about Kagura, and yet I had met her a few seconds ago. I swayed slightly, using my hand to steady myself.
"What's wrong, Tohru-chan?" Kagura asked. I opened my eyes, smiling weakly. Her eyes shone with concern, and I suddenly felt guilty for making her worry.
"Nothing, it's just memories, there are so many to remember, and they don't stop coming! I have a lot of remembering to do, after all." I replied, trying to smile harder. I could tell I wasn't fooling her…
"Tell me, then, what you remember," Kagura demanded, a frown forming on her worried face. I nodded and obliged. Maybe if I let everything I was learning out I wouldn't be getting this terrible migraine.
You're Sohma Kagura, two years older than me, cursed with the vengeful spirit of the boar, tend to go berserk and hurt people when you're mad, you were in love with Sohma Kyo, your cousin. Your parents are together and gave both you and Sohma Isuzu rooms while you went off to college. You like the color green and have an orange kitty backpack that looks like Kyo in his cat form. That's the basics, really."
"Whoa, all correct, Tohru! You've only met me again a minute ago! If you did this to complete strangers, I say you should become a fortune teller!" Kagura exclaimed, her facial expression shocked and yet happy.
"T-Thanks…" I muttered, placing my hand back on the floor behind me to steady myself. I could see everyone shooting worried glances at me, but I smiled to get them to stop. I was fine, really! They're just memories, and they shouldn't have been bothering me in the first place! I was being weak, weak and defenseless. And this was right after Kyo protected me with his life! I should have been grateful, grateful enough to stay in good health. But no, my body didn't agree. Not at all. In fact, I fainted right then and there.
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"Oi, this is getting itchy…" I muttered, knocking at the uber hard (sorry, I just had to use it! xD) cast Hatori had put on my broken arm. I had attempted to scratch it with a twig once, but unfortunately for me, the seahorse man had burst through the door at that very moment and snapped the twig into tiny, nearly microscopic, pieces and muttered something about burning them to ashes and then flushing them down the toilet… Ok, I get that he wouldn't want me to get dirt and germs in my healing arm, but that was a little unnecessary… Like something I would do. I would have to be extremely mad, of course, to go to such lengths. Extremely, extremely mad.
M y mind drifted, like it often did in this hell hole. I mean, if it didn't time would go by really slow… Slower than molasses… Slower than Christmas… Slower than slow… So slow that it would start going backwards if it got any slower… Yeah, I think I'll stop now.
Of course, my mind fell on Tohru. What else could I possibly think about? Well, maybe someone that made me really mad, or someone that this awful stench reminded me of... But hey, I was thinking of Tohru. End of story. No ifs, ands, or buts. None. Nada. Nil. Nought. Nix. Zip. Zilch. Zot. Diddly squat. Goose egg. I've run out of ways to say it… Moving on…
How was Tohru? Was she remembering more? Was she feeling alright? Was she safe? Was she happy? I couldn't answer these, I didn't know. I wasn't hooked up to her telepathically or something! I could tell when she was around, near me, close enough for me to see, smell, touch, hear, taste. Not that I would, not on my life. But I'm sure I would be able to tell if she had any lip gloss or lipstick on if I kissed her… Nowadays they flavor everything, which I find t be a bit odd… No, no, perverted thoughts… I can't think those, now can I? Those were for Shigure, and Shigure alone. How those thoughts had gotten out of his mind and into mine was a mystery. I didn't want to know how Tohru tasted… Definitely not. Nope!
But still… I was worried for Tohru, really worried. She was being hunted down by Akito, and Akito always had his way. It wasn't fair how he got anything he wanted. I wanted to get what I wanted! Well, that's natural… But think of all the other Zodiacs who can't get even one of their wishes to come true! It wasn't fair, not to them, and definitely not to me. All we would have to do is stand up to Akito, but that seemed hard. How could we? We're only the homely little animals. He's the God. There's no way that we could stop him, not even as we outnumbered him! It was against our will. He controlled out will, to some point. No one would want to hurt their God; they weren't supposed to want to, anyway. So the Zodiac spirits inside of us stopped us. It was sad, but true. We couldn't stand up for ourselves. We needed someone to stand up for us, to break our curse and let us roam free, to give us our own wills back. And that person as Tohru. I'm sure she's the reason why Momiji's curse broke. But it just came back in Nyoko… Tohru would have to break all of our curses for this nightmare that stretched through the numerous generations of Sohmas to end. It was either her, or let the Sohma clan die out. I think she was a better solution. Yes, definitely a better solution.
I sighed and shifted onto my back. It was only around noon, but I suppose I just beat my own drum. That's the way is is when you're locked up for so long... Routine becomes twisted and morphed until it's completely opposite of normal. Maybe that's just me, though... Cats are nocturnal, after all.
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This is pretty much a filler, nothing big. I guess Kagura and Kazuma memories are big, but once you've been introducing so many different characters, you get bored of writing a specific memory for each, taking it from the book, copying it down word for word, and everything. Plus, it's more convenient that memories just come like knowledge. Once the flood gates open, it's too late to turn back. -sticks rather large spoonful of chocolate ice cream in mouth- Oh, by the way, my new catch phrase will be "Merlin's pants", used as you would holy shit, what the hell, or what in the world. So, it'll be what in the name of Merlin's pants! Kay? Great. I'll still be saying ja' ne, though. Hmm, ninty-fine more words needed to be two thousand... Word word word word word word word word word word word word word word! Haha, xD ice cream and coffee doesn't make a very tolerable Neko Warrior. ;.; Mandy just signed off! Darn, I was going to send this URL to her... I guess she'll always get it when she signs back on if I paste it now... But God knows how longs that'll be, seeing as she's very moody (if you're reading this, Mandy, please don;t kill me!) and touchy... Not to mention she doesn't really like fillers. No one likes fillers... It's humanely impossible to like fillers. Oh well... Read, review. Ja' ne!