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Yay! Update! :) I'm trying to keep myself motivated and continue the story, because (A) I could give up any second now and (B) I need something going for me in life -___-' ---I'm a lonely loser DX

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A Voice

Chapter Deux

Megumi stared up at the ceiling wondering how Yahiro was going to make it up to her. How could he do that? He made her so angry to the point of crying and losing her precious voice. It would take magic for her to forgive him. However, not only was she upset about her voice, but so was Ryuu and Jun. They would do just about anything for Megumi, they knew how much she cared about her voice. Therefore, they were pretty pissed at Yahiro for what he did to their precious sister!

Ring Ring…Ring Ring…

Megumi looked at her phone. The screen told her it was Yahiro. She hesitated before picking up. "Hello?" She heard him say. Her response was to press a button. "Okay…Megumi?" She pressed another button.

"I'm going to go pick you up in fifteen minutes. So be ready and downstairs to meet me." Megumi angrily pressed buttons repeatedly. "Good. See you then." She knew he was smiling in that annoying way. He hung up, she looked at the clock it was seven fifteen. She sighed. "I wonder what he's up to…" Turning in her bed, she argued with herself whether she should get ready or just stay in her bed alone.

There was no one else home. Ryuu was off to work and Sakura dragged Jun out of the house just a minute ago. Her chest tightened, she was always alone now. It hurt to be alone, she sighed again.

Megumi went to her closet and thought deeply about what to wear. After trying on several outfits, she decided to wear a knee-length white skirt and a pale pink top with little ruffles at the end of it and the sleeves and a silky white headband. She looked at herself in the mirror. Frankly, she thought she did not look very cute. Megumi picked up a small bag to carry her cell phone in. She also held her erase board in her hands.

The brunette went downstairs and to her surprise, Yahiro was waiting in front of her building leaning on his car. Megumi ran up to him and put her board up. "Why are you here so early?" Yahiro looked annoyed, "Early? You are ten minutes late." He showed her his watch. Megumi sweat dropped and backed up one step in fear. Yahiro sighed, "I'm not mad at you." She was confused again, putting a hand on his forehead she wrote. "Are you sick?" Yahiro blushed lightly, turned away and went around to the driver's seat. Megumi shrugged and entered the car. "Where are we going?" He took a quick glance at what she wrote. "My house."

"What?! Why?!" She was becoming more and more nervous by the second.

"I said I would make it up to you right." She nodded, "So I'm going to take care of you until your voice comes back." He cast a fake smile. Megumi almost fainted at the thought of Yahiro taking care of her. Not to mention she was going to be in his house until her voice is back. Why did he care so much?


OH MY GOD! This was short...sorry for the shortness I was writing this and 73 degrees but feels like 77 and its raining so it's SUPER HUMID and I can never breath well in humidity...*gasping for air* Also I'm like toasting ___ so the heat may have effected my writing skills

A little bit of advice, dont paint your nails in the heat while typing a love story ...it doesnt do anything for your brain...w

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