Visitor

Time: Don't feel like looking at the clock

Date: Doesn't really matter

Wow...Mio actually came this time...I...I don't know what to say, let alone how to approach her. She's changed a lot. The last time I saw her, she was dressed casually in black and a pale pink color, still wearing sandals. But this time...she really HAS changed. She wears steel-toed combat boots now, and every time I see her, she seems to be eternally mourning someone or something. Her wardrobe consists primarily of black. A black denim vest over a white spaghetti-strap shirt, capri pants that are black, and she has a chain attached from one pocket to another. She had dark sunglasses resting at the top of her head, and was holding a duffle bag in one hand, a black long-sleeved denim shirt, draped over her shoulder, in the other. She sighed and with that very same side, she rose her arm so that her hand went head-level, placed two fingers outward, closed one eye, grinned, and through her teeth, greeted me with a simply, "Yo!" Right now, she's sleeping on the sofa. Haha, she still hasn't even gotten her things put away. I think I'll just put them in the guest room for her. I think she'd want her space.

-Mayu

Mayu placed the pencil down, and glanced over at Miyu. They really did look different now, though Mayu was still the more baby-faced one. She walked over to Mio, and bent down to get a closer look. She briskly touched her forehead, and brushed Mio's hair out of the way. She still looked mature and kind. Light-hearted and cheery, but she still looked sad, and stirred in her sleep. Mio hadn't told her much, but she knew she was having that nightmare again, or at least one of them. There was another she had, where Sae had come back, but instead of possessing Mayu, she overshadowed Mio, and then killed Mayu. This was probably why she had kept avoiding her for so long. According to her, Mio woke up almost hourly, the same dreams waiting for her as soon as she slipped into darkness once more. Mio made a sound indicating the discontent she had with her dream, and Mayu touched her hand. Mio seemed to be eased a bit, but still didn't seem too happy. Mayu let go, and started to get up, but Mio didn't seem to want that. She clutched her hand subconsciously, and pulled down into an embrace, arms wrapped around her head buried in her chest as if she were some sort of sacred treasure. Mayu sighed. It had been a while since they had slept like this, but it was nice.

Mio woke up to open blinds, sunlight beating down on her face. Her hand immediately shot out in front of ther eyes, shielding them from the rays of light. She rose up on her elbows, and looked around. Mayu?... That's right. It finally occurred to her that she had stayed at her sister's this time. A small gray cat came and jumped in her lap. It purred at her, stretched, and lay down, waiting for her to pet it. She scratched its head, and it went to sleep. What time had Mayu wanted to leave again? Seven?... She glanced over at a nearby alarm clock. Oh, CRAP!

"Mayu! Wake up!" Mio shoved her a few times, and then shook her. "Mayu, wake up, dammit!"

"What?" She whined, her voice breaking in mid-sentence. She still looked very tired, and was dazed out of her mind. ...Wonder what's wrong...She yawned and sat up. "Uh-Sup?" Mio pointed at the clock, seeming to glare at her.

"Oh! Um, wow..." She jumped up and started running around the house. It was already an hour later than the expected departure time. They would need to double time it, Saiyuuri would have already have been there. Saiyuuri had said she would be there early to get a heads up on the grounds. Mio was casually dressing, taking her time. She didn't even put much on, just a jacket, a baseball style hat, and changed her pants to tight-fitting black jeans. They ran a check over any equipment that hadn't already arrived at their destination, and set out to the Calligrapher's Mansion.