The Ghost of my Past

Rana: This chapter is more of an extra to view the mysterious people of Kori's dream. I don't own POT. Or 'Never had a Dream come true' by the S-7 club. Sandy still can't make it and I was too lazy to hire any of my OCS for the disclaimer. At the moment, I'm really bored and have had a really long writer's block. Oh, and the reason that Kori's only singing parts of songs is because he can't remember all of the lyrics. Sempai means upperclassmen for those who don't know!

Chapter 3-A Reflection of One's Self

Kori had woken up the next morning in a big queen sized bed with magical looking purple blankets. He tried to sit up for a moment, but hesitated for a sharp stinging plagued their stomach. After a few more attempts, he became accustomed to the feeling. Getting up and out of the bed, his bare feet brushed against the soft purple carpet soundlessly. After experimenting with the carpet for some time, he looked up and his eyes widened.

What he saw was a lanky person with dark, midnight blue eyes and dark silvery-gray hair that went to the person's, and he assumed it was a boy, shoulder in a sort of feminine fashion. The person seemed to be neither tall nor short in their white pajama top and loose baggy white pants, and was watching him with a bored yet cold expression.

"Wow," he said, jumping back in surprise, both at the person and his strange voice, which was no longer as hoarse. It was then that he realized that he was looking at a mirror. As soon as he came out of his short confusion, he walked out of the room, rubbing his eyes and looking to the stairs where he stared down in surprise.

"AHHH!" was heard throughout the main foyer of the mansion.

It felt as though for a moment, he was flying, as though gravity wouldn't affect him. But then the truth hit him like a sack of potatoes. He was falling and was going to get hurt, and possible die. On reflex, his arms and legs spread out to delay the fall. Kori had fallen down the stairs of the Atobe mansion, he knew this, and to his surprise he didn't die, like he thought he would. Kori opened his eyes to gaze upon the face of his catcher. The guy who caught him was dressed in a formal looking brown school uniform, and a silver, almost invisible chain was underneath the collar. He stared at Kori curiously then quickly spoke up after he had put the dark silvery haired boy back on his feet.

"Excuse me, but who are you? Why did you fall from the roof?" he asked politely, with a small smile.

Kori coughed, and prepared an introduction.

"Atobe Kori, Keigo's brother. I fell from the stairs..." The statement felt more like a question. The silvery white haired person seemed to be in shock, as his eyes widened, his mouth lightly aghast.

"Eh? I didn't know that he had a-Sorry, but-oh anyway my name is Ohtari Choutarou. Ah Shishido-sempai! Did you know that Atobe had a brother?"asked Ohtari, slightly excitedly to a person who entered the room through one of the many red doors around the hallway.

"Where would you get a crazy idea like that from, Choutarou?" It was a sour looking boy with messy brown hair under a cap who appeared to have not been listening for long.

He peered at the apparent Atobe sibling suspiciously before walking up to him, then peering down, which looked hard since Kori was only a little shorter than him.

"I guess you could be Atobe's little brother. But I'll just see." Out of boredom, Kori soon left without a word, while the so called Shishido person continued talking.

"Shishido-sempai...he left."

Kori walked and walked through the numerous hallways and uncountable doors, until he met someone blond and short(shorter than him, anyway) in the hallway.

It was a childish looking girl with bright green eyes and wearing a maid outfit, who was blushing for some reason.

"Fuji-sempai!" the girl squeaked in surprise. "W-what are you doing here?"

Then a thought struck her. It clearly showed on her face, as she had looked thunderstruck.

"Please! Don't tell anyone that I'm here, Fuji-sempai! Everyone will hate me and think I'm a trader or something!" she practically begged on her hands and knees.

Kori continued to stare blankly, and then walked back into his room, which location he didn't remember, wondering who that Fuji person was. The name sounded familiar.

He walked down a yellow painted hallway, his mind empty, and he came upon a door with a sliver opened. He peeked into it, very curious. Inside was a pretty lady with short, neat black hair and bright blue eyes who was glaring at a rather intelligent looking man through thin glasses.

This man had long, silvery, chest length hair in a sort over the shoulder ponytail, and his eyes-which were a sort of dark blue-seemed owl-like. He also had thin glasses. The people seemed to be a bit interesting. For some reason, the name 'Clow Reed' popped up while she looked at him.

"We can not have her here." said the lady in a sort nasty voice. "The media will be all over us and they'll find out about your brother and then the whole scandal will be revealed." Kori wondered if they were talking about the maid.

The other man smiled a sort of calm, serene smile.

"But, as long as we keep her identity under raps, no one will be the wiser. It's not as though anything bad could happen to the Atobe family. As long as we keep a level head about this, anyways."

"A level head won't fix our problems!" she yelled, her hands in fists at her sides. "We need to deal with the problem now!" Kori wondered if they meant to take Michiko to some sort of farewell party or something.

"Geez, Sonomi," said the man, waving her off. "you don't have to be so mean. Besides, we have a guest at the door." Kori's heart stopped as the man went to the door and opened it, then looking down at Kori with closed eyes and a smile. "Oh, it's nice to see you, Kori."

Kori glanced at Sonomi who was glaring at her, her arms crossed over her chest. There was also a slight pout on her face. She and the man looked really familiar, Kori realized.

"Um...who are you?" asked Kori, his eyes narrowed. The man laughed, and even the lady, 'Sonomi', started chortling to herself.

"Ah, that figures. You don't remember us then?" He asked kindly, and Kori nodded his head. "At all?" Kori's nods became even stronger, so that his dark gray hair sometimes went into his eyes.

"N-no." said Kori, his face feeling warmer suddenly. He felt bad for not remembering someone who he obviously knew and seemed to be close to him.

"Heh~...that's how it is then? I guess we need a reintroduction then," His smile widened, even though he had seemed to be on the break of disappointment or sadness or some sort of change of emotion. He pointed to his face. "I'm Atobe Daoshi-you're uncle-and this" he gestured towards the sour looking, but still pretty female a few feet away, "is Atobe Sonomi, my wife."

The woman gave Kori a curt nod, her mouth making a straight line, looking a lot like someone that was holding their breath, and her face was turning another story.

"As you can see, she is not the friendliest person." he smiled, and Kori felt himself do a half smile.

"Hey! I'm not that bad! And you," she pointed at Kori, who froze. "call me 'Auntie Dearest.' I will not allow 'Auntie Sonomi' or the calling of my first name!" Kori wondered whether or not Auntie dearest was always this nasty or just plain disliked him. Either way, it was very scary.

He also wondered why Uncle Daoshi had married his apparent opposite as he was stumbling blindly into a random room, which he found was a bedroom. No longer at the point of caring about anything, the dark gray haired mop top waddled to the bed and flopped onto it as though rest was a long lost concept.

Onto the bed he rested his head, closing his suddenly droopy eyes, the memory of falling down the stairs replaying over and over in his mind and his heart beating faster and faster in his chest...

In the background was a romantic-like song. First the brunette girl falling asleep on the boy's shoulder, as he stared out of the window of the dim bedroom that also looked kind of familiar.

"Ooh~

Everybody's got something they had to leave behind" a woman sang from seemingly nowhere.

Now the kids were about 9 or 10, both sitting on a towel at the beach, laughing and smiling as they pointed at birds and picked up the occasional shell that lay around them. The girl screamed when a wave splashed up shore and nearly pulled her into the sea. Then she laughed and so did he.

"One regret from yesterday that just seems to grow with time"

Now they were both at a doctors office, a few years younger. The boy held the scared looking girl's hands.

"There's no use looking back or wondering

How it could be now or neither been

All this I know but still I can't find ways to let you go"

Now Kori was back to the scene where the boy seemed to be leaving, but now it was a little clearer. They were in a small park down a small, dark road with trees surrounding them on all sides, showing no way to leave. Out of fear, the girl was clinging onto the boy's white buttoned up shirt shoulder.

"Kano," the boy spoke as he stopped suddenly and looked towards the ground. The girls happy expression died, knowing that something bad was going to happen. She could tell since the boy had opened his azure blue eyes.

"I'm leaving Chiba pretty soon. I-I just thought you might like to know," he started, looking slightly nervous of the girl's reaction.

The girl looked thunderstruck, looking something like the maid from the hallway, and her long honey brown pigtails seemed to sag.

"Kirika...how-how could you?" she yelled, tears in the corners of her eyes, as she ran off into the opposite direction, the boy reached out to grab her. But to no avail.

"I never had a dream come true

Till that day that I found you"

Now the boy and girl were falling asleep, both on the same bed, curling up against the other.

They both snored gently. It was extremely cute and Kori, who felt like he was intruding on a private moment, turned away.

"Even though I pretend that I've moved on

You'll always be my baby"

Somehow the dream was back to the woods where the boy was chasing the girl. Then finally once they made it to the other side there was a large circle like clearing, which was surrounded on all sides by trees. Tired, she collapsed in a heap on wet grass, breathing as heavily as a person who had just ran 50 miles.

"Kano!" yelled the boy worriedly, running to where his best friend had fallen.

"Just leave me alone!" she yelled, pausing from sobbing into her hands to glare at her stupid childhood friend. Said boy gulped.

"I never found the words to say

You're the one I think about each day."

He hugged her, all the while hating being the one responsible for making his friend cry, as was shown on his feminine face.

"I love you, Matsumoto Kano," he faintly whispered into her ear. Her eyes widened, and her mouth formed a perfect 'O' as she seemed to wonder whether or not she heard right.

"Wha...?"