Fear of Thunder
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Meshiru's eyes flickered open and she automatically rolled over to where her clock rested on the bedside table. The clock read, "1:36pm". Meshiru flopped back over and stared at her bedroom ceiling. Last night when she was heading back home from Yoshitsune's building, she saw something that seemed like a dream.
Halfway home, Meshiru had noticed another shadow extension on the electricity pole's shadow, so out of sheer curiousity she had looked up. Only to find a somone who had a black cloak on standing upon the electricity pole. They were turned around, but she could see the basic details on them. She couldn't help, but stare at the person, something about them caught her attention. Whether it was their grey hair with a light purple tint to it or that the fact that they were someone where no one came to. Or at least back then no one did. Deep into her thoughts, Meshiru didn't notice that the figure had turned around. Tooken by slight surprise as her eyes locked into his. Mesmerized for a couple of minutes, Meshiru thoughts finally returned to her and she turned away from his gaze.
Sitting up on her bed, Meshiru placed her hand on her head. Everything seemed so foggy, so dream-like. Plopping herself back on her bed she pulled her blankets over her head. Meshiru didn't understand why, but it bothered her so much somehow. That guy she had saw last night on this early morning, had looked like someone she had met in her past before. Someone she knew for a short period of time. Rolling over to the left side of her bed, Meshiru got off and walked to the bathroom. When in the washroom, Meshiru began her daily routine which included brushing her teeth, washing her face, taking a morning shower, and then back to her room to change. Now standing in her room at the closet, Meshiru pulled out a black off-the-shoulder sweater and dark coloured jeans. She had decided while she had her shower that she would put on her A-Ts later today.
After removing her pajamas and putting on her selected clothing, Meshiru decided to cook some food. She was going to cook a lunner or lunch-dinner, a lunch and dinner, for herself. Then deciding she would make some for Yoshitsune as well. She finished cooking an hour later, including cleaning. Placing her plate of rice, chicken, and vegetables on her square dinner table. Walking back over to the kitchen Meshiru wrapped the over serving of it, after she was finished with that it looked like a litle bento box. Moving herself back over to the dinner table, Meshiru sat down and began eating.
The afternoon sunlight shined through the dark beige curtains and onto the rich chocolate walls in the living room. The cabana styled wallpaper in the kitchen/dining room was lightened by the white flower-shaped chandelier which hung above the white square table assisted with light green chairs. The natural bamboo flooring across the apartment matched perfectly in each room which had it. Finishing her meal Meshiru stood up and walked to the kitchen sink to wash it. Humming a little tune while she washed the white square plate and the black chopsticks. Washing her hands as well, Meshiru turned off the tap and picked up the meal she made for Yoshitsune. Meshiru turned off the the light to the flower-shaped chandelier and walked towards the front door. Sliding on her wooden sandals, Meshiru looked back thinking if she had missed anything. Grabbing her keys off the little holder for it, Meshiru opened the door and walked out. After locking her door behind herself, Meshiru set off to Yoshitsune's building.
The sun sat high into the sky beaming down at everything below it. There was a cool breeze blowing against Meshiru skin while she walked. Humming her tune to keep herself company, Meshiru soon came to the building. The building seemed slightly different only because it was light outside now. Making her way inside, Meshiru pressed the buttons she pressed last night. The now familiar light 'ding' told Meshiru that she came to her stop. The elevator doors slid open revealing the flourescent light lit room. Walking out calmly she figured Yoshitsune would be by the computers, again. Her wooden sandals made its usual clacking noise against the floor of the room. Before nearing the computers, Meshiru heard voices talking.
"Hello Meshiru," the voice of Yoshitsune spoke out as Meshiru turned the corner.
"Hi Yoshitsune," Meshiru naturally responded, but then she noticed a black thing in the corner of her left eye. Turning her head just slightly so she could see what it was. Meshiru eyes widened only a bit when she realized it was the same male from yesterday. She could tell he recongnized her as well because she could feel a stare on her.
"Ah, Nue. I want you to meet a friend of mine. Same goes with you Meshiru. Nue this is Meshiru. Meshiru this is Nue," Yoshitsune explained while standing up. He hovered over them because he was about a head taller, maybe less or maybe more. "Why is it that everyone is so tall," was the only thought Meshiru had while she turned to face the male. Meshiru placed out her hand as common courtesy when meeting someone new. Nue placed his hand in hers and shook it.
"It's nice to meet you, Meshiru," Nue said simply. Which cause Meshiru to tilt her head slightly for some odd reason before she spoke.
"Same to you," Meshiru said softly wearing a small smile on her face. "Anyways, I just stopped by to give you some food. I have to get going." Meshiru placed the cloth wrapped box onto Yoshitsune's table before turning away. She waved good-bye to the two and left the building.
Meshiru climbed the stairs to the top floor of the apartment building. Each floor was a home for someone. Meshiru was quite glad she got the top because then she would have acess to the roof, which had an amazing view. Reaching the 13th floor Meshiru walked to her door. The black door stood out from the white building walls, just as all the other black doors did. Before entering her home Meshiru leaned over the black, straight lined railing. Looking up at the sky and saw what a beautiful day it was. Perfect wind and a clear sky. The cool wind ran against her and Meshiru simply let out a happy sigh. Her time to herself was suddenly interrupted by a ringing tune that came from inside her home, the tune was her cellphone.
"Who knew my number was connected again?" Meshiru muttered tiredly to herself as she turned around to open her door. Quickly entering into her house and grabbing the cellphone off the glass coffee table. Meshiru flipped it open and spoke. "Hello?"
"Meshiru-chan!" said a voice in Meshiru's ear. The voice was female and it sounded familiar, like something she heard before. Though, it was kind of different so it made it hard to figure out who it was.
"Umm... Who are you?" Meshiru dared to say into her lime green with white lining cellphone. Meshiru listened as she heard her caller laugh.
"I'm Ine Makigami of course!" she said through Meshiru's cellphone. Meshiru finally recongnized Ine's voice.
"Eh? Ine-sama! How are you?" Meshiru said excitedly.
"Quite well and it didn't seem you changed much either," Ine said.
"Well the last time I did see you was a year ago," Meshiru responded while a smile formed on her face.
"That's still a long time," Ine said knowledgeable.
"True. Anyways what did you call for Ine-sama?" Meshiru asked her question full of curiousity.
"Come here in five minutes, you haven't been here for a while," Ine replied easily leaving Meshiru in more curiousity till she caught every word.
"Five minutes!?" Meshiru exclaimed.
"Starting now," was the last thing Meshiru heard before a 'click'. Closing her phone, Meshiru ran to her room.
Removing the sweater and putting on her white tube top and sliding on her black coat that fell just above her ankles. The clock had already begun, the test Ine gave Meshiru every now and then. Taking her A-Ts from the corner of her bedroom and rapidly put them on while sitting on her bed. She only had three minutes and fourty-seven seconds left. Dashing out to the front door, Meshiru picked up her cellphone and pocketed it. She then quickly opened and locked the door behind herself.
Ine didn't even properly state where she wanted to meet Meshiru. Sighing silently to herself, Meshiru flipped from building roof to building roof to the place she thought Ine meant. Tool Toul To's base. Not many know, but Dragonfly was part of Tool Toul To and was a tuner. Those days were pretty wild. While Meshiru made her way there she reminicsed on those memories when she was a tuner. Jumping down and doing a couple of fancy flips, Meshiru landed on the side of a river. Riding out onto the middle of the river Meshiru dashed down it leaving a trail of ice that melted one minute later. Letting out a quick breath, Meshiru walked inside Tool Toul To's base and to where Ine was usually found.
"Meshiru-chan you are..." A sudden voice said, but was soon interrupted by another's.
"Yeah, yeah. I'm nine seconds late, so what?" Meshiru said slightly irritated.
"At least you knew," Ine said while pushing her glasses up a bit. Meshiru slid into the room entirely, with the rustling noise of her jacket trailing behind.
"So what did you call me out here for?" Meshiru asked immediately.
"Not here to waste time, hm?" Ine countered with a smile.
"Actually, I have all the time to waste," Meshiru responded as her right hand stratched the back of her neck.
"I wanted to know a couple of things," Ine started with the giant windows behind her portraying the city. Ine turned around to look out the windows while Meshiru simply listened. "Your quite young Meshiru-chan. I and even you know that you have quite a talent to things related to A-Ts." Ine then paused for a moment.
"It was only a couple of years ago when you were a tuner for one of the Kings, Meshiru-chan," Ine continued after taking in a breath of air.
"And that matters because?" Meshiru asked wondering how this was all impotant.
"If I'm correct, you've been only tuning your A-Ts when damaged. What I wonder is what your A-Ts are?" Ine asked suspiciously. "I have as you know, Meshiru, quite a vast experience in tuning and I've seen many A-Ts and Regalias. So..." Ine stopped for a second to choose the simple, but right words. "I know yours aren't any ordinary A-Ts."
Meshiru frowned childishly before she spoke. "Back then you always tried getting me to assist in tuning other Kings then that King I tuned for, but I never did, did I? Well, you're absolutely right. These A-Ts aren't everyday ones."
"Its a Regalia isn't it?" Ine responded with herself turning around once again. Finally facing Meshiru, Ine sighed. "You were quite the conserved and pretty quiet one too."
"Alright. I get what you want now, Ine-sama," Meshiru sighed in defeat. Sliding over to a chair in the room she sat down and began removing her A-Ts, no Regalia. Ine smiled as she walked over, her high-heels clacking against the floor. Taking the Regalia into her hands, Ine examined it.
"This is a bit unusual," Ine began, "Why is it that the left and right A-T different from one another?"
Meshiru looked over at Ine when she had begun to speak. Ine held the simple black A-T, when worn it would go just under the knee. There wasn't much design to it, apart from the metal wing like object attached to the outside left side-heel. The right A-T, however, did not share the same feature. Instead on the pure white wheels it had Frozen World written on the outside of the wheels in black, with hints of blood red. 'Frozen' was written on the back wheel and 'World' on the front. When Ine touched the whiteness of the wheels she could feel a coldness attempting to freeze her blood.
"When did or how did you get these?" Ine asked out of amazment.
"I don't know. I always had them, Ine-sama," Meshiru replied truthfully. It was true she always had them, yet she couldn't remember how she had received them.
"That's intresting... Do they have a name?" Ine questioned.
"Oh yeah. They're called Feather Icicle or at least the wheels are," Meshiru responded with a small nod.
"That's a suitable name," Ine commented. "I also wanted to ask you about that King you tuned back then..."
(author) Such a weird place to end the chapter, but I must. Or else I'll end up dragging it over three thousand words... probably...