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X-x-Flashback of Chapter 2-x-X
Around ten, I got ready for bed and said good night to Tsumugu. I climbed into my bed waiting for sleep to wash through me. I couldn't exactly sleep so well because the rain was pattering loudly on the roof of our house. I just have to get used to it…
My thoughts flickered to five certain people. The last image in my head was the fierce glare Tsukiyomi Ikuto gave me today at the office before I blacked out.
X-x-End of Flashback-x-X
Getting To Know Each Other
Normal POV
One room in particular was lighted by the shine of the moonlight at midnight. The ray of light shone through the huge window that made up the north side of the living room. Seven people were lounging in the colossal living room. One individual, whom was standing, was glaring intently at a small and fragile looking girl with long flowing blonde hair, whom was sitting on a couch.
"Tsukiyomi...no…Mashiro Rima…! What the hell do you think you're doing?!" the azure-haired figure roared. Uh-oh. Using the last names of their former lives isn't the best start to a friendly family conversation.
"Oh, pipe down, will you? I know what I'm doing," the girl named, Rima, hissed. "Did you forget that I can see what will happen? She doesn't have the slightest clue of what we are."
"I don't give a damn if you can see!! Just what are you planning in your carefree head of yours?! You touched her and you know we're not like any other human. She is a human. We're dangerous to her. Get it straight," he ranted in rage.
'Why don't you stop spazzing out, you freak? You're not usually like this,' Rima thought bitterly.
"Well, excuse me for being a freak," Ikuto spat, as if he knew what Rima had thought.
"Ikuto, calm down. I'm sure Rima knows fully well what she is doing," a person defended. He had the same hair color as Ikuto, only darker and a bit neater. He seemed to be about in his mid-thirties. Like Ikuto, he was unbelievably gorgeous.
Rima smirked towards Ikuto. "Ha. See? Aruto even agrees with me."
"That doesn't mean what you're doing is safe. You know the consequences if she finds about our secret," he scolded and warned.
She sighed. "I know. She seemed like a person I could finally talk to without being weird. All the people stay away from us." She faked a cute and sad expression on her face. "Besides," she looked towards Ikuto. "aren't you interested in her? She's the one person who is invulnerable to your ability."
He looked away from her. "That has nothing to do with this conversation."
"Yes it does. We're talking about her," she argued.
"Hmm…? A little girl is stronger than Ikuto?" An orange-brown haired teen seemed amused. With the moonlight shining down on him, his muscles were clear as day. His body was sprawled across the long couch.
"Shut the hell up, Kukai. You're not helping a bit," Ikuto hissed.
"Watch your language, Ikuto. I don't get why you and Rima are having a conversation about a defenseless girl," a blonde said in a nonchalant tone. Her smooth, long hair was tied up in high pigtails with piercing amethyst eyes.
"She—Ikuto pointed towards Rima—was being stupid as to make contact with a human." He boiled up with anger but it soon calmed down miraculously.
"Stop it, Nagihiko!" Ikuto seethed.
"Sorry." A man with long silky purple hair, who was standing in a corner of the room, magically appeared sitting on top of the armrest of Rima's couch in a split second. His honey brown eyes were alluring. "This is getting way out of hand."
"Nagihiko's right," Rima agreed.
"Ikuto," a woman soothed. (A/N: I'm trying my best here with the descriptions of Ikuto's mother! I hope that they show her face soon in the anime ^^ I'm using the manga pictures from chapter 32 but I don't know which is Tadase's mother and which is Ikuto's mother! Do you think her mom has blonde hair because Utau is blonde? But I'm going to use Souko with brown hair ^^) Her smooth lengthy brown hair shimmered in the moonlight. "I understand that you don't want to endanger us or the girl if she is involved but what is wrong with talking to her? I know Rima, you, and everyone else can keep our secret. So please stop this fighting," she ended with authority.
"Thank you very much, Souko," Aruto said.
Ikuto was gone and if you look up, he was at the top of the stairs in a blink of an eye. "I'm still mad at you, Rima." And he was gone.
Souko sighed. "I hate it when you guys get into fights."
Meanwhile, Ikuto indulged himself in his own violin compositions. His stereo player hummed his songs quietly while Ikuto thought for a little longer. He was sitting on his black leather couch with his face buried in his palms in his huge room. That's it, he thought.
The door burst open showing Rima with a sad expression on her face. "You're leaving?"
He gave her a curt nod.
"How long?" she asked, her expression still solemn.
"I don't know."
"I'm so sorry, Ikuto. I didn't realize that her scent to you is stronger than it is to us. I should've seen that coming."
You could see Ikuto's face glow. His lips curved up into a smirk. "Hmm? I never thought you would say sorry so easily."
"Shut up. I was wrong and I know it," Rima said bluntly and emotionless, but then turned pleadingly. "Please don't leave."
His face fell. "Sorry, but I don't want to endanger us all."
"At least tell Souko and Aruto first. You know how sad they get when you leave; especially Souko."
"Ok."
With his sensitive hearing, he heard her whisper, 'bye'. Ikuto smiled. "Thank you…Rima." And he disappeared in the darkness. Even the moon couldn't find him.
Amu's POV
My eyes flickered open. I sat up and groaned. I barely got enough sleep last night with the pitter-patter of the rain and his eyes…
I shook my head to get those thoughts out of my head and hoped out of the bed. I got dressed and went downstairs.
Tsumugu was already gone by the time I came down. He's probably working really hard at the police station… I should find a part-time job too to help.
Daichi walked faithfully at my side to homeroom. He chattered on and on about sports and about the trip to the beach in two weeks.
When we arrived, he sat at his assigned spot. I sat down at the empty table. It seems he isn't here yet. Rima was sitting in front of me though. Is Tsukiyomi-san sick or something?
I remained in thought about what his actions from yesterday meant.
Why was Tsukiyomi-san leaning away from me as far as possible? Did I do something to him to make him avoid me? Why did he want to change classes that bad? What did I ever do to make him hate me? And why were Rima's hands icy cold? Mine are cold as well but hers were much, much colder. And I don't know why but the story about them I heard from yesterday sounds fishy…
I was able to rat out more information of Ran, Miki, Su, and Dia. Apparently, Rima and Nagihiko-kun are dating and so are Kukai-kun and Utau-san. They moved here from America when they were freshmen. (A/N: I don't think I said this but all of the characters are juniors in their high school.)
"How are you today, Amu?"
I came back to reality and noticed Rima looking at me with her curious dark golden eyes.
"Fine. How about you Rima?"
"The same as well. How do you like this school?"
"…it's ok."
Silence…
I searched through some topics to start a conversation. Rima looked at me with expecting eyes.
"I heard from yesterday that you were a fashion designer," I blurted out. Ah, crap. I sound like an obsessive shopaholic and hoping to get some discounts.
"That's right," she said coolly. "Do you want to try on some of my clothes?"
"N-No, that's ok. I'm good. Shopping isn't in my best interest."
"Then what is?"
I was glad she changed the topic.
"I like to play the piano and listen to music. I also like to sing."
"Hmm…? You play the piano?"
I nodded.
"For how long?"
"I've been playing it since I was 6."
"And how old are you…?" she asked.
"16. Soon to be 17 though."
"When is your birthday?"
"September 24th. How about yours?"
"That's in three weeks… Mine's February 6th."
"That's in a few months."
"Yep."
That conversation must've been boring to Rima. I sighed as quietly as possible, barely exhaling any air.
"What do you like to do in your spare time? Besides designing your clothes that is."
"Watching comedy shows." She smiled brightly.
"Eh? You like comedies?"
She nodded. "I love them."
"Wow, I didn't know that."
Our conversation turned more interesting as time went on. I learned many things about her. She suggested that I joined the orchestra here at school and I said I'll think about it. I didn't have a piano at Tsumugu's house so why bother? I won't be able to practice, anyways. They have 3 practices a week in the mornings: Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. She also said I could visit her house but do it a few weeks later because her house is being renovated. She asked me if she could come over to my house but I said it's so boring and that there's nothing to see. She eventually begged to come over so I decided she could come this weekend. If my dad lets me. (A/N: It's Tuesday by the way.)
Homeroom soon started. Nikaidou-sensei called for our attention.
I noticed something else.
Tsukiyomi Ikuto never came.
"Amu-chan!"
"Hmm?"
"You seem spaced out lately. What's wrong?"
"Nothing, Ran. But thanks for asking."
"Ok." Ran shrugged and popped a chicken popper in her mouth. This lunch was the same as yesterday. Miki was drawing while eating; Dia was writing something (probably some lyrics) while eating a pretzel; Daichi was talking with Kairi; Yoru was eating some fish-shaped crackers; Su was smiling and eating her home cooking; Saaya was applying lipstick and eye shadow with no food in front of her. I wonder why she sits at this table…she should sit with the popular people over there.
The only thing that's changed is that there's one less person in this room and only four people at a particular table. I sighed and took a bite from my pizza.
"So dad…"
"What is it, Amu-chan?" he asked as he took a sip from the stew I made. Tsumugu just came home and sat down to eat the dinner that I made.
"Can I invite a friend over this weekend?"
"Depends on who it is." He took chugged some water down.
"Mashiro Rima."
"Who is she?"
I was a bit shocked. Didn't he know who the Tsukiyomis' were? They are famous and who wouldn't know them in this little town? Or maybe he doesn't know her name before she was adopted. Speaking of which…no one knows their real names. I only know Rima's real name…
"Sorry, I was thinking of another last name. I mean Tsukiyomi Rima."
He choked on his water. I stood up and got a napkin and patted his back. "Are you ok, dad?"
"When did you become friends with Tsukiyomi Rima?"
I calmly sat back down. "The first day I came here. She's the first friend I made here."
"Really?" He gave me a skeptical look. "She's not really the social type. She's nice but she doesn't talk much. I'm surprised she spoke with you."
"I feel offended."
He chuckled. "Yes, you can. But she has to go home before 6 ok? I'll be out fishing on Saturday with Yui."
"Yui who?"
"Hotori Yui. He's the one that gave me your silver pickup truck."
"Oh." I took some meat and ate it. "Have fun then."
"You seriously don't remember?"
"Remember what?" I asked, having no clue at where he was going at.
"He has a son."
"And…" I urged.
"You don't remember playing with him?"
"No…" I racked my brain, trying to remember but couldn't.
"Well," He stood up and put his dishes in the sink. "I guess that's alright. I'm going to watch some TV. Is that ok?"
"Yea. I have to do some homework."
After I finished washing the dishes and drying them, I went upstairs to do some English homework and Bio homework. After that was done, I listened to a song called "Untouched" by The Veronicas on my iPod. (A/N: Really good song!!) I lay down on my bed and closed my eyes to the rock violin in the intro and the upbeat tune.
I wonder if Tsukiyomi-san will be here tomorrow…
I sat up, shaking my head. What am I thinking??
Wednesday
Still not here…
Rima was delighted to hear that she could come over to my house. We agreed that she will come at 11 a.m. to 5:30 p.m.
Thursday
Same result…
The thing that's nagging me is why am I thinking about him so much? The only thing I know about him is his name and that he hates me.
I joined orchestra today and the conductor was happy with my talent on the piano. She said I could practice on the piano anytime, since I don't have one at home. Surprisingly, we have a full orchestra. There were many first and second violinists, a few trumpet players, a few clarinet members, five flutists, two oboists, 8 viola players, five cellists, and a few bass players. An orchestra consisting of many players. It's probably the conductor is really nice and pretty.
The thing is that we're ok. We don't have the best sound but I guess it's ok. Daichi plays the trumpet in orchestra and that surprised me because I didn't know a jock would sit down to play an instrument.
Friday
I sat down in homeroom like my usual routine. I was becoming more used to this school. I don't get lost anymore and I've made a lot of friends. I've also spoke to Kukai and he's a cheery guy. Nagihiko is quiet but nice. Utau has done nothing but ignore me and shoot daggers towards my way. Rima said not to worry and that's her natural personality but I wonder if she's telling the truth or not…
I began to doodle on my notebook, waiting for Nikaidou to come in the classroom. He's always tardy and he always seems to have a case of bedhead.
Rima was doodling—probably some fashion designs—in front of me. I saw her sketches yesterday and they were amazing. They were gorgeous and perfect for teenagers. She offered to give me some of her clothes but I said I was good.
I heard metal scratching against the floor. A chair was being moved next to me. I looked up and my heart stopped completely.
Amethyst eyes stared back into mine. Standing up in front of the side of his chair was the guy that was absent for days.
"Tsukiyomi-san…?"
End of Chapter
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