Disclaimer: I do not own furuba bu Sayuri is mine! (laughs evily)


"I am so worried about that guy back at brother Haru's store!" Sayuri said while walking going to Komaki's apartment for lunch. She is already wearing her usual attire: punk emo fashion and her hair are in pigtails again. She felt guilt rushing to her veins, ack! My heart pounding so loudly! Is this the price I get for doing badly to others? The golden rule: Do not do to others what you want others to do to you. AAARRRGGGHHH! I feel SOOOOOO guilty!

Memories of earlier events flooded Sayuri's mind. By the instant she familiarized her victim, she noticed his unusual blonde hair, trendy clothes, his pretty face, and his hazel eyes full of fright, her face turned bright red as she realized what she had done to such wonderful creature. But there was something else that caught her attention: It was his bunny backpack. If she had remembered it right, she used to have a bag exactly like it and it was her favorite thing in the world. She just doesn't know where or when she had it, all she can recall that one lovely thing like that was once hers and was given by somebody special. She felt her eyes hot as unrecalled memories entered her mind. She shook the memories away from her mind. "Bunny backpacks…" she muttered to herself.

Frightening Momiji, seeing him faint, the way Haru laughed and admitted that she won the bet, Rin accompanying her to back to Ayame's boutique to change again, even though disgust is written over Rin's face… The events are just to fast to be recorded.

Sayuri sighed. She wasn't able to find another accessory to match her outfit for the gig tonight. Bored, she decided to take out her cell phone from her pocket. She flipped it open and read:

18 missed calls from Ryotaro

1 message from Komaki

She decided that Komaki's message is more important than her band mate's missed calls. She read Komaki's message:

Can you be dear to pick Machi from the airport?

It would be around 11:30 am.

Kakeru and I are busy at this moment.

Sayuri gasped from the news. Machi is coming home so soon from the US?

Sayuri looked at her watch. 11 am. Oh no! I have to rush! She ran to the edge of the sidewalk in order to stop a cab.

"TAXI!" she called out frantically.



A cab stopped in front of her. Quickly, she opened the door and went inside. "To the airport fast!" she told the cab driver.


(A/N): back from my trip to Quezon. It was soo refrashing to be there... the mountains are still full of trees and i'm able to escape the heat from the plains. this cahp isn't rushed, but it is short, if you're wondering about who Sayuri really is and howcome she knows almost all of the characters in furuba, well I suggest you have to read on... Oh and thank you for the reviews i gladly appreciate it. Review are gladdly welcome!