I woke up around five again. The rain was making me restless. I showered and changed, then went downstairs to say good morning to Cyan. He was sitting at the same place he had the other day. Like me he liked repetition. Same coffee, same computer, same seat, repetition.

"Morning Sweetness," He said when he heard me come in. I got eggs out of the fridge, getting ready to make another rolled omelet for my lunch. Jessica had though it weird to eat egg for lunch, but she didn't make too much of a fuss about it. I had decided to keep the Japanese culture to a minimum though. Like no rice balls, they would freak over that.

"So what has school been like?" Cyan asked suddenly. I raised an eyebrow.

"Don't tell me you're actually interested in that?" I told him.

"I'm not. I couldn't care less if school is a living hell for you. I just need things to tell Brian so he thinks his little plan is working." He spoke without emotion. I smiled. That was the Cyan I knew.

"Tell him I have a couple of girlfriends already and everyone is nice. The classes are nothing compared to the ones in Japan and I've already challenged the local Storm riders." Cyan acted like he wasn't paying attention. He kept typing on his laptop. I rolled the cooked egg and cut it so it would fit in the lunch box. I started to fry a few green peppers with some left over rice. I added a few spices and butter to keep it from sticking.

"Have you seen the Cullens?" Cyan suddenly asked.

"Yes, Actually Edward had an unexpected reaction towards me." I told him. "My blood sings for him," I said taking the words Aro had used once.

"It doesn't only sing for him," Cyan said. I could hear the hidden feelings in his voice. He was suddenly behind me. I felt his arms sneak their way around my waist. I turned off the stove and took the rice off the eye. Cyan put more strength into his hold when my hands were free, but not too much. I could escape any time I wanted to. I felt his cold lips touch my neck lightly then leave. They touched again, this time harder. Cyan's hair brushed my cheek as he leaned his head closer to mine. I felt his lips part and his teeth touch my skin.

"Cyan," I said quietly, hoping that he would leave. He didn't move. When I could feel the bite I said his name again, louder, stronger. I reminded him that I was stronger, but only if forced. He laughed removing his mouth from my neck.

"Yes?" He asked innocently as if he weren't about to bite me and drink all the blood he could.

"Is this how you treat a grieving niece?" I asked him quietly. He laughed quietly and kissed the top of my head.

"I wondered how far you would let me go. Your blood truly does sing Sweetness." He said letting go. "Besides, you tempted me and the blood I've ordered is late. If it doesn't come by tonight, well, be on guard." He informed me.

"When that happens, just ask, but you'll be drinking from my wrist. Throat wounds take longer to heal and they bleed too much. Very messy."

"Sweetness?" He said.

"Yes?"

"Stop tempting me before I drain you." I smiled and went back to work on my lunch box. "So you know what the Cullen's are?" he asked after a few minutes.

"Yes, but please don't ask me how. I don't like that memory."

"Very well." He said.

The rest of the week went on with out any event. I could recognize most of the people from my classes now and the people in gym knew that half the time I was no good and to move away if the ball came to me.

The weekend was uneventful. I got ahead on my homework and when my stuff arrived Saturday afternoon, I unpacked and filled my book shelf. I did go to the library to see if there was anything interesting, but it was so poorly stocked I didn't bother staying. After washing all of my clothes, dusting Cyan's library, and washing the dishes there wasn't much house work to do. In the end I spent the hours brushing Vlad and Due. I saddled Vlad and rode him around the edges of Cyan's property twice. I did the same with Due. They were quite tame and easy company.

On Monday, people greeted me like I was one of them, like I had live in Forks all my life. I felt better than I had in Japan, though I hadn't really made any real progress; I just got up and went to school. I still wasn't eating dinner.

There was a pop quiz on Tangerine in English. I was sure I had aced it. When I walked out of class with Mike, who was also in my English class, it was snowing. I grimaced and pulled my jacket closer. Mike looked surprised.

"You don't like snow?" he asked.

"No, it gets all stuck in ATs and rusts the parts, and you can't grind or stop well cause it's slippery. Heaven forbid you try wall riding higher than one story, then try to land," I could have gone on and on but he looked bewildered at my little speech. Maybe people didn't talk about ATs here. In Japan you could tell the whole school and they wouldn't care.

Mike shook his head then a ball of slushy white stuff hit him in the back of his neck. He looked at Eric, who was walking away quickly in the wrong direction to his next class, then bent down to gather some snow into a ball.

"Um, I'll see you later. I don't really mix with snow," I told him. He nodded already aiming. I wished that Ikki, Kazu, and the others were here. We would of ditched class and had a major snowball war. We would have frozen to near death then we'd run from the teachers to avoid getting into trouble although we would get detention anyway.

I walked to the cafeteria with Jessica. I had to dodge the half melted slush several times. Jessica laughed, until I pulled her out of the way of one. I should have let it hit her head.

I was so happy to be in the warm cafeteria. Mike had caught up to us and he talked with Jessica about an epic snowball fight he was planning after school.

"Are you getting something?" Mike asked me.

"Um, just a soda," I had been so preoccupied by the snow I had left my bento in the car. I swept my eyes across the cafeteria out of habit. Know your surroundings, I lived by that. My eyes stayed on the Cullen's table. There were five people at it.

"Nami, Nami, we're going," Jessica said grabbing my attention. I followed her to a table.

"You okay?" Mike asked me when I put my head down.

"I just feel a little sick, it'll pass soon." I told him. I closed my eyes and listened to the sounds of the cafeteria. It felt odd hearing so much others couldn't. I focused in on different people's heartbeats. Mike's steady and strong, Jessica's fluttery and quick, and Angela's steady and mild. My own was hard to hear despite being the closest. Maybe all the grief had made it weak. It didn't matter, I could live without a heart, and I already was.

Mike asked me two more times if I was okay. His voice seemed very loud in my current state. I told him I was fine. I stretched and glanced at the Cullens. When I was sure they weren't looking my way I looked straight at them.

They looked like they were enjoying the snow as well. I had heard a crack from a brick across the cafeteria earlier. I didn't see it but I guessed Emmet had thrown it.

"You asked for it," I heard Emmet say as he shook his wet hair in the direction of Rosalie and Alice. Alice started laughing and they all joined in. They seemed more human than Vampire.

"What are you looking at?" Jessica asked. Edward turned to meet my gaze as if he had heard her too, he probably had. I looked away focusing in on Jessica. She looked around locked her eyes on something and then whispered, "Edward Cullen is staring at you,"

I shrugged then put my head back down. What would he make of that? Mike was still going on about a snowball fight. I heard something really loud, like a lot of fists pounding the roof. I settled my hearing down to normal and then realized it was rain.

"So you feel up to it?" Mike asked. He was referring to the snowball fight.

"Don't bother," I told him "It already turned to rain." I closed my eyes again.

Despite my telling them, everyone groaned in union when we opened the door to go to our next class. Mike kept complaining on the way to biology. If I was myself I would have told him to shut the fuck up and stop whining, but I was too curious about what would happen in the next hour.

When I got to Biology, my table was still empty. I sat down and pulled out a sheet of paper. I started drawing a new style for the Fang Regalia, any thing to stop me from going crazy from waiting in the next few minutes. If he were human, I would have been able to pick out his heartbeat and follow it until he was in sight. If he were human, I thought again, he would hold none of my interest and be the same as those other boys that were all over me.

"Hello," I heard his velvety voice say. I jumped slightly, not having heard him approach. He sat down, staying as far away as the desk would allow but his chair turned towards me. "My name is Edward Cullen. I didn't have a chance to introduce myself last week. You must be Nami Mizaki," he said. So he had made a resolve. He wasn't going to kill me now, or would he wait and get me to agree to him drinking my blood?

"You pronounced it correctly," I said. He looked confused, "Most people say Mizeki or say it legato instead of staccato." I told him.

"Oh," was all he said. I watched Mr. Banner pass out the lab materials. It would be another boring day.

"Get started," he commanded.

"Ladies first, partner?" He asked. I didn't like the way he said partner, no I just didn't like the word. I didn't like being connecter to any male who wasn't Agito, save the boys on Kogorasumaru. "Or I could start, if you wish." He said when I hesitated.

"I'll go," I told him, moving the microscope closer so I could take a look. I only needed a glance to identify it. "Prophase," I said.

"Do you mind if I look?" he asked as I had started to remove the slide. His hand had moved to stop mine. My skin touched his. It was ice cold, just like all vampires'. I wondered if not taking my hand away was right. Did he think I knew his hand would be cold? Did mine feel like fire to him? He moved his hand away and I replaced the slide and slid the microscope towards him. He took it and glanced at the slide. "Prophase," he said. I watched as he wrote it down on the lab sheet. His writing was elegant.

"Anaphase," he said when he looked at the next slide. I knew he wasn't wrong, but normally someone would double check, right?

"May I?" I asked. He slid the microscope towards me and I looked at the slide briefly. "Third slide," I said holding out my hand. He gave it to me, careful not to touch my skin. "Interphase," I said sliding the microscope his way. We finished like this. Only saying one word. I think it was better for him. He had to breathe if he wanted to talk right?

We finished first. Mike was having trouble and he kept glancing at me. Possessive bastard, I wasn't even his and he was getting jealous. I felt Edward's gaze on me, so I met it. His eyes were the color of caramel. Shit! Don't think about sweets! I looked down quickly pulling out my drawing from earlier.

Mr. Banner approached our table. "So, Edward, don't you think Nami should have had a turn with the microscope," He was looking at the lab sheet that only held Edward's writing.

"Actually, Nami identified three out of the five," He told the teacher. Mr. Banner turned his gaze to me.

"Have you done this lab before?" He asked.

"A few years ago, middle school, I think," I told him. He looked taken aback. "Japanese school systems move a little faster," I informed him.

"Well, I guess it's good that you two are partners," He said then walked away. "So the other students get a chance to learn something for themselves." He muttered. I doubted Edward knew I had heard him.

"He shouldn't mutter under his breath, it's a bad habit. People can hear him." I almost said.

"Too bad about the snow isn't it?" he asked. His talking felt forced. I wasn't surprised. He did have to breathe in my scent every time he wanted to say something to me. I bet it burned too.

"Not really," I said.

"You don't like the cold," he stated.

"No, the cold is okay, snow is just plain hell though," He looked taken aback at my casual curse. "I mean, it's hard to drive in, and it messes up ATs. Not that a good snowball fight isn't fun once in a while but the snow here is just slush," I clarified.

"Forks must be a hard place for you to live," He said.

"You have no idea." I said darkly. He didn't know what I was stuck with. He didn't know why I was here.

"The why did you come here?" he asked fascinated.

"Too complicated," I said trying to wave the subject off. Surely he thought he scared me last time and didn't want me to be afraid. Wouldn't he do his best to try and make me feel comfortable?

"I can keep up," he said to my surprise. No one had really asked why I was here.

"Well, it's hard to explain shortly but I'll try," I said slowly as if gathering my thoughts. He nodded, ready for me to go on. "Lets see, um, I was really attached to my boyfriend, about seven weeks ago he died. I was depressed to the point to where I wouldn't eat and I couldn't handle seeing things that reminded me of him. Father couldn't stand it so he sent me to Cyan, my uncle. He's very happy that I'm actually getting out of bed and talking to people now."

"That doesn't sound so complex." He said.

"You've never lost someone truly close to you, no one that you remember I'd bet," I told him. He looked surprised.

"How did you-"

"Your reaction," I said quickly. "If you knew what I was talking about you would react," It was so troublesome that he didn't have a heart beat. You could tell so many things by just listening.

"You're unhappy here," he said.

"So?"

"If you were sent here to recover, shouldn't you be in a happy environment?" He asked. I looked at him for a second.

"I'm here because father knows me, and because of Cyan," I said. I knew he wouldn't get it. "If it's here, I can rebuild my wings feather by feather and fly out of the water,"

"You're in Forks, you can't get away from the water." He said lightly.

"I love water, but I have to leave it and learn to fly if I ever want to move on with my life, theoretically, not literally," I clarified. I could fly literally.

"Can you do that?" He asked.

"I have to try don't I? I can stand never marrying, but I can't just mope around all the time, Ikki will get ticked off,"

"Ikki?" Shit, I had slipped up.

"A friend back in Japan," My tone was dismissive.

"Am I annoying you?" he asked after a while.

"No," I said simply. Mr. Banner chose that time to get the attention of the class and go over the lab.

When the bell rang Edward left just as quickly as he had the first time. Mike walked me to gym again. He complained a bit about the lab and asked what was up with Cullen.

"I don't know, maybe something happened last week that made him act like that. He seemed like a different person today." I said just to see how he would react. To my disappointment he only shrugged, but his heart was beating fast and strong. Possessive bastard.

Gym ended quickly. I rushed out to my car. It was pouring and I didn't want to get the seat wet. Before getting in I took off my jacket and threw it into the back. I sat down and shut the door quickly and turned on the heat. I took my hair out of the elastic that forever held it back and spread it out. The rain made it look darker than its natural blood red. You couldn't even see the golden streaks I had inherited from mother. I ran my finger through it to spread it out and hopefully dry it out. If Cyan was thirsty today, wet hair didn't help me.

"You smell so sweet in the rain," he had whispered in my ear once. I didn't want my blood spilling, not from a bite at least.

I backed out carefully, then I spotted something white, it was Edward. He was staring at me. Tyler's van nearly hit me, but I shot forward quickly. I heard tires scrape. Shit. I cut the engine and hurried out of the car to inspect the tires. Cyan had made it very clear that he still liked the car and would take it away if there were any accidents. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, oh please gods," I muttered as I inspected the tires. "Yes!" I breathed when they didn't look harmed.

I got back into the car and backed out carefully. From my peripheral vision I could see Edward laughing.

There are a lot of parts similar with the book but I was thinking about how Nami would react differently. It's not going to be the same as the book all the time though. There are a lot of similarities and most of it is that I can't really get Edward's character into my mind. I've gotta go read Midnight sun again to capture it. You can see Nami is A LOT different from Bella. Please keep in mind that I know I'll never write a story as great as twilight, and that I'm doing this for fun and thought other people might enjoy it as well. You can't keep good stuff to yourself.

Anyway please review, I want to get lots of e-mails that say Waves-Review!