Chapter 2

The door closed and keys hit each other. Akira's head rose from the water and looked toward the bathroom door. She could hear the grocery bags and the food being put on the table. She could hear foot steeps walking around quickly.

"Akira- kun?" Takumi said looking around. Where could she be?

"Takumi, I'm in the bathroom," Akira said looking at the bathroom door. She put the letter on the floor and moved towards the faucet and drained the water.

"Oh just making sure," he said as his voice trailed away. His footsteps walked away and he begins to open the kitchen faucet water.

Akira got up. She washed herself and got out. After she changed, she looked at the letter on the floor. Her eyes narrowed and looked at it, finally picking up the letter, and carefully putting the letter in her pocket. She picked up her dirty clothing and left the bathroom. When she got out she could smell the delicious aroma that filled the room.

"Akira- kun, dinners almost ready," said Takumi in the pink apron. Akira let out a quiet and small laugh. It's been a while since he wore the stupid apron. She smiled and walked to her side of the room and dropped her dirty cloths in a bin. Akira sat on her bed slouching and folded her hands together. She moved her face to her hands and thought. What could be so important? I've never been called back like this before? She thought and closed her eyes.

"Akira- kun, are you ok?" Takumi asked he said bending over to the height of the girl sitting on her bed. She opened her eyes and there eyes meet. He got closer. Akira blushed. Akira backed away suddenly and got up. He looked up at her.

"Y-Yea I'm fine," she stuttered. Takumi got up and looked at her in a worried way. She looked the other direction and walked to the living room.

"Dinner's done so we can eat now," he said and ran to the table. Akira sat down and Takumi went to the other side and sat down. He gave Akira a bowl of rice and himself one.

Takumi started to eat, but he suddenly realized that Akira was just sitting there. He looked at her just sit there. She was clearly thinking of something. Her eyebrows crunched together and her eyes seemed close to closing. She seemed worried, and that made Takumi worried. There was a silence that Takumi felt only he felt because she was in such deep thought.

"Akira…Kun?" Takumi finally said breaking her attention from whatever she was thinking about. She looked as if she got hit on the head and she looked at Takumi. "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing," she said shaking her head. She picked up her chopsticks and got some food and started to eat. It looked like she forgot all about what she was thinking about. Takumi looked at her and began to eat as well. But he remembers, what's going on? He thought eating his food and taking peeks at her from time to time. There was a long silence.

"I'm done," Akira said and got her plates and brought it to the sink.

"Just leave it there and I'll clean it up later," Takumi said as he quickened his eating pace. He heard Akira put down her bowls and she went to her side of the room. She got a jacket and put it on. She walked out to the living room.

"I'm going go out for a walk, I'll be back later," she said as she walked out. Before Takumi could say anything she left closing the door behind her. He stopped eating and brought his plates to the sink. He was worried. I haven't seen her like this for a while, as a matter I'm not sure if I have ever seen her so… stuck before. I wonder if something really bad happen. He put the left over food in the fridge and went to take a shower

Huff she jogged and across the yard. She stopped jogging and went near the trees and laid her back on a tree. She breathed slowly catching her breath and took a look around. She sighed. I'm not stupid.

"Who's there?" she said in a stern and cold voice. She heard the tree rustle and someone walked from behind the trees and moved next to her, as if he was just a friend trying to talk to her.

"Your father wishes to speak with you," he muttered. She gave him a cold look, and the man dared not to look her in the eye. There was a long silence.

"Any idea what it is about," She finally asked.

"I can not say but I can tell you that it has to do with your grandmother," he said, and felt worry that he has spoken too much. Akira got up from the tree and looked at the man closer. She tensed up.

"Grandma, what happened?" she asked a little louder in a very worried tone. The man looked around to see if anyone had heard them. Lucky there was no one around. He got up from near the tree and started to walk.

"I apologize, I'm afraid I might have said too much, but your father wishes that you could return as soon as possible," he said and walks away.

"Wai-"

"Also, your father says to be careful," and with that he vanished. Akira looked down on the floor. The wind was picking up but she couldn't feel it. She fist clenched together, a mixture or worry and fear stirred her. She thought and the more she thought the more she worried. At first I thought it was just some small thing, but what could it possibly be. It has to do with grandma and I have to be careful? On top of that dad had to send a messenger and send a letter. How important is it… she soon felt cold from the cold air and wind and started to walk away.

"I'm worried, but … I don't want to go home," she quietly whispered and walked back to the dorm.

As she walked towards the dorm, she could feel and sense that someone was close by. She wasn't sure if they were just walking around or following her. But she was sure that she picked the quietist routes. As she walked a little deeper, further away from people she got more nervous because she couldn't sense them, but she felt something. So she decides to switch up the routes.

She walked behind a group pf teenagers in the streets, she could hear them talking about shopping and other gossip. She could defiantly feel someone walking near her. She decides to pretend to drop a piece of torn up paper with a sketch, on the floor and hurries to get it before it blows away. I am defiantly being followed. But she didn't hurry her pace; she walked in the same pace slowly pretending like she was just a normal person walking on the streets. If I hurry it would only catch there attention and they would be more aware of what I'm doing. She recognizes the store from the corner. It was a paint store that she often went to.

As she got close to the store, she pulls out a piece of paper, and looked at it as if she was reading a grocery list. Who ever was following her she knew they were at least six to seven meters away. If I play this quick I might lose them. She looked with the corner of her eye and before she went in the store she nod and went in. As soon as she was in she quickly vanished and ran up the stairs. About six flights up, footsteps started to arise and a door (from probably the entrance) opened. She ran quickly and quietly until she reached the roof. She took of her sweater panicking and quickly and tied the doors together ad tightly as possible. Then she swiftly ran and jumped across to the other building. She tore a part of her pants and scrapes herself on the long ladder, so there was blood there. As soon as she heard there foot steeps she jumped down the building and walked back into the store. When she was in, she hurried and purchase a magazine, threw the money on the table and she ran back outside. Trying to catch her breath, she went to the corner of the building, and looked up seeing the rook of the building. She stood there opening her book and looking down, pretending to read her book. She tried to focus her hearing to what they are saying on the roof.

"Where the hell did he go?"

"Master would be mad if we lost him."

"Shut u-"

"Look there's torn part of his jeans and … blood."

"Must have traveled on roof, but just in case you two will check on foot and we will check on roof." As soon as she heard that she hurried back into the store and looked out through the windows. She saw a blur comedown and buried out to the opposite direction from the store. She went in to the pharmacy for a little incase they decide to come back to the store. She was breathing heavily and her eyes kept on closing. After about five minutes she walked out, then it started to drizzle. She walked abck the direction she came from.

What the hell happened.