The idea of karma has always intrigued me. The meaning karma is "What goes around comes around." Just the thought of it always gave me hope, it lifted my heart up…! If it was true, then I couldn't WAIT to get what was coming for me- I've always been nice, I haven't complained if something horrible happened to me, I've been SO patient with my love life… and the longer the good karma wait's the bigger it comes when it does! So to keep my hopes up, I was MORE than willing to believe. I guess some of my good karma's come back already. I have the most wonderful friends that I could ever ask for…

But…

I guess that I just wanted someone that I could call more than a friend, and I have been trying to get the one that I wanted him to BE that special person to date my dear friend, Ima! I wouldn't DARE hurt Ima by going out with Enamaru, let alone telling her that I liked Enamaru! To be friend to both Ina and Enamaru I'd have to get both of them to receive the courage to confess their feelings for each other and ask each other out!

It was about a week or two since the movie theater episode in chapter one. I was sitting at the desk at the place I worked, The Pink Book Shop. I mean, what better place to learn to become a writer than a book shop? Eh… even though most of these book had a lot of "Adult Content." I couldn't tell if that was supposed to be a PERK for the job, or not. I know now though, but I'm not going to say.

The only sound to be heard was the pocket clock I had out on the desk, the sound of my pencil going up and down the paper and the muffled sound of chatter made by people walking by the shop, looking at almost every other store except this one. The temperature was perfect and made me content enough to concentrate, in fact, I was completely sucked in to the drawing. There was chibi Ima and Enamaru, of course, and there was me as cupid balancing on a cloud (Miyah) and next to me was the sun (Arisu) and another cloud (Isao) and you can see Arisu's boyfriend as the moon. Next to me on the desk was a copy of a story I had been writing at the time about a boy trying to find his sister and has to join a gang of traveling thieves to find her.

Anyway, where was I? Ah yes… I was sitting at the desk but I wasn't concentrating on customers (that we didn't have), or selling adult books. I was doodling a chibi Ima and Enamaru together on a piece of line paper. I was doing this for two reasons: To get completely over Enamaru and to use the "law of attraction."

The "Law of Attraction" is very similar to Karma. While Karma's theme is "What goes around comes around" the Law of Attraction's theme was "Whatever you express comes to be." If I concentrated on them…

I paused as I looked at the picture I had been drawing for the past twenty-five minuets. I took in a deep breath and flipped the paper over. I rubbed off all of the eraser scraps and began to draw a new picture. I was using the more serious version of the manga style now. I was drawing me. The thing was that I didn't know who to draw myself with. I didn't need to use the law of attraction with friends because I already had the best friends I could ask for. The one that I had started to fall in love with is in love with someone else… my friend. I couldn't draw myself with him. I took in another sigh and flipped the paper back over and gave up on the drawing of myself. I looked back at the picture of Ima and Enamaru. I guess I would just have to concentrate on them for now.

I heard the bell on the entry door ring but didn't look up until I finished chibi Ima's facial features. I saw no one there but I heard footsteps. I got out of my chair and walked through the book shelf isles looking for the customer.

The customer wasn't to be found in the first isle. I looked through the gaps of the books to the second isle but still no sign of him or her. Instead of weaving through the second isle I just walked by, looking down the strip of space between book shelves. No one there either. I started to walk to the next isle with my head still turned to the second, and accidentally collided with the customer who must have been turning the corner from the third isle.

"Oof!" I muffled as I accidentally went in straight to his chest. I was knocked back a step or two and felt the embarrassment when I got steady.

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Chapter two:

The Law of Attraction.

"There is only one joy in this world: To love and be loved."

-George Sand

Chapter theme song: "Alone" by Toshiro Masuda

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With a red face I looked up at his. He appeared to be fairly young, maybe in his twenties. I couldn't help but wonder what's with the silver hair?

"Uhh, hello!" I greeted nervously. My voice was higher than usual, but that was what happened whenever I got nervous, "Sorry about that I really didn't mean to run into you!"

"Don't worry about it." He said while keeping a calm face. He was a ninja. His headband with the leaf logo was covering his left eye and he wore a face mask, so all you could really see was his right eye to his right ear. His hair was tall and silver… kinda bizarre! I guess I don't have to explain his outfit since the ninja uniforms are all the same. He appeared to be fairly tall, maybe around six feet (with his hair)?

"Do you.. Need any help with anything? Anything I can help you find?" I said as warmly as I could. I didn't get very many customers so I'd have to do the best I could right now.

"Yeah, I'm looking for the next volume of this…" He showed me the book he had been holding in his right hand. I took it in mine and looked at it. Icha Icha Paradise? I flipped it over and it showed that it was indeed rated "R" and that it was written by someone named Jiriya. It seemed creepy to me out that a ninja would be reading such a… uhh graphic adult novel… I guess they're just human as well. I tried to remember if any recent volumes for it had come up recently but I couldn't remember if there were any.

"Uhmmm… I'm not sure! Did you check where you found this one?" I asked him and he nodded his head and said 'yes'. I couldn't help but notice that he smelled nice…! I tried not to get distracted and told him to follow me and we walked to a rack of books next to the restroom door. For once there was someone that walked as slow as me! For a man whose about six foot that seemed to be a little strange, though. I flipped through the books on the rack, sometimes looking back at the book to remember what the name of the series was. I itched the bottom of my lip with the left pointer finger. "Nooo…" I said, "I'm not finding anything… Sorry 'bout that!"

"It's not a problem." he said.

"Is there anything else I can help you with?" I asked as I turned around to face him.

"No, I was just looking anyways." he said while smiling. Ah. Sure. Looking. Just what every other customer seems to say. I noticed then that the winter wind had become very strong. It seemed to sound almost like a ghost and the fact that the sun was starting to set early made it dark made it even creepier. Just looking at the snow made me shiver and I wanted to get back to either my drawing or story.

"Come again anytime." I said to him as he grabbed the handle of the door and I sat back down into my desk. The wind continued as he opened the door and it sent the pages of my story flying.

"Crap!" I said as I got out of my seat. There were a lot of pages, I was on about… chapter twenty by that time. I guess when I cursed at the flying of my pages it made him turn his head because as I was stooped down picking up as many papers as I could I saw him walk closer and stoop down as well. I had about five pages in my hand as I raised my head to watch him help pick up some of the papers.

"Sorry about that!" He said, "I wasn't aware of the papers-- are they important?" He looked up and I got a good look at his eyes and it made my heart jump.

"Oh… uhh… not really. Just a little story I'm working on…!"

"Well, then it looks like you work at the right place." he said with a smile. I smiled too and nodded my head and looked back down at the papers, trying not to bend them as I picked them up by the corners.

"I hope I'm not keeping you from anywhere you need to be right now…!" I said, looking up again.

"No, I don't have anywhere to be right now…" He said. I could almost sense a little disappointment in his voice. "Well… I do have one place." I looked up and opened my mouth to say something but he said: "But it can wait. It's not going anywhere."

We had finally picked up nearly all the papers. I was worried that I'd never be able to get them back in order. I guess I should have numbered the pages… We both stood up and he gave me the pages he had picked up. He had a lot more than I had gotten.

"Thanks." I said as I tried to get them all stacked up neatly. He nodded.

"Sorry for scattering them like that." He said. I looked up from the papers.

"No, it's my fault. I need a paper weight really badly. I'll be sure to hold them down next time!" I let out a small laugh and he smiled.

"Well, see ya." He said. He turned his head slightly and looked at me, "Oh, and you might want to try adding a little more detail to Kito's surroundings. Sorry, I couldn't help but read a little bit of it."

WHAT?! I thought to myself, He-he read it?! My face grew red. I always hated showing my work to strangers.

"…well… if you're so good why don't you just give me writing lessons…" I said this under my breath with sarcasm.

"Okay." He said, "I'll drop by tomorrow then." He opened the door and my mouth dropped. The cold wind that burst in from the open door blew my hair in my face and sent shivers up and down my arms and legs.

"Wait-- I--!!!" Before I had the chance to tell him that I wasn't serious he was already gone. "…what the hell?!" I said to myself. Had he sensed NONE of the actual meaning of what I had said?!

They say in the "Law of Attraction" that you've always got to take the opportunity. I guess that, without knowing, I had accidentally forced myself to take it. Perhaps it was the "Law of Attraction" at work from my drawing or… perhaps it was something else. The thought of that hadn't come to me until recently, in fact at the time that it happened I only had the fact of taking writing lessons from a total stranger on my mind.