The Ghost of My past
Rana: BUM BUM BUM! And the plot thickens! (But now that I think about it, no it doesn't.) I don't know about you guys but the last part of chapter five took me by surprise!
Sandy: You're so lame, Rana-Chan. You don't even own Pot. All you own are your Ocs. You suck.
Rana: No, you suck. P.S. A small piece of Konomi's past is revealed!
Chapter 6-Sharing is caring
Kori(or Konomi)felt her jaw drop. He was a she! She thought that she was a he! She thought that she was a he who was a lot like a she and the he that she was never thought that she could be a she?
"What's with the look of surprise? This does not excuse you from going to the hospital." Konomi couldn't quite remember how but she had been ushered to the limo apparently and taken to the hospital where Natsuki took her to the room that she shared with the blue haired boy.
"Hey, what's up Ko-Chan?" asked Yukimura. Konomi turned to look at her roommate, who was not at all helping her strange feeling of helplessness and anger by using that infernal nickname.
"What's 'up'? I'll tell you what's up!" said Konomi quietly, her eyes bulging slightly. And before she knew it, she was yelling at him about how she woke up with an annoying pain in her side, how she couldn't remember anything or how she only dreamed about a strange girl and boy.
How Keigo was getting on her last good nerves and how she had only just barely discovered that she was, in fact, a girl. And how, for the time that she had been awake, she had been having strange musical dreams that she couldn't explain at all. Or how she didn't remember anything from before she woke up and only the small tidbit about how to work a remote control.
And yet the whole time, Yukimura stared at her with closed eyes, still smiling. Somehow, that pissed her off a little more.
"Wow. That certainly is strange, I believe." he said pleasantly, sitting back on his pillows with his hands clasped together in front of him.
Konomi waited for Yukimura to finish whatever he was saying her body felt overheated somehow and her spirit exhausted. It was still strange feeling, to think of herself as a her at all. Konomi glanced over at Yukimura then to the window next to her bed.
The sky was a clear blue with lots of fluffy white clouds scattered about. Next to the window was a portion of a tall green tree with what appeared to be a twisted looking trunk of the small part of what could be seen out of the window. It looked nice, and the gentle swaying of the bright green leaves was extremely calming and if Konomi didn't realize this, she may have been calmed. But suddenly, it was as though some unseen force was telling her to calm down and that pissed her off even more.
"Kori. Kori. Kori!" said a voice, and giving up her stubborn and lazy feeling that nearly prevented her from moving at all, she reluctantly turned around and stared at Keigo, who looked at her expectantly.
"What?" snapped Konomi. Her eyes were focused on him, and were still slightly blurry.
"Father told me to give this to you," from a bag/satchel that had been at his side for god knows when, he pulled out a large violet folder with multicolored section-separators. He then handed it to Konomi, flicked his dark gray hair and stalked out of the room as though he were walking on a catwalk.
Konomi looked at the folder with great intensity, knowing that it was somehow very meaningful to her.
"What is it, Ko-Chan?" asked Yukimura, who was looking at the folder curiously-Konomi supposed-with his eyes closed. Konomi shrugged.
"I dunno. Haven't looked at it yet." She continued to stare at it, and noticed the lack of creases or messy folds within the folder exterior appearance. It was surprisingly neat. Reaching out her hand, she used her middle and forefinger to open the folder and saw a small pile of paper containing maybe three to five pieces with a neat print. Reading and rereading the first line of the paper, Konomi moved on to the entire three to five sheets.
"Seishun Gakuen Enrollment letter
June 3
Your child has been accepted into Seishun Gakuen middle school as a third year. Please keep in mind that that enrollment letter becomes active on the fifteenth of June, giving your child five days before a vacation period. Following this letter of acceptance are a list of items necessary for your child throughout the year and items that we have already attained. In these items are a student ID, a map of the school, and an order form for the uniform, as well as a schedule for your classes. Books are not necessary, as they will be provided in the classroom.
Yours truly,
The Vice Principal of Seishun Academy,
Hoshikawa Naoki
Konomi stared at the paper. And read it. And reread it. She had completely forgotten about school, or the fact that she would be going. Then, like when she was in the television room at her house, something flashed by her eyes. She was sitting in a desk, wearing a uniform. A white button up T-shirt and a short, above the knees black skirt.
Konomi saw this because she was looking downwards, at her shoes actually. She then looked up and saw an adult, rather boring looking man with a piece of chalk in his hands pointing at her. There were also quite a lot of kids-most likely about 12 or 13-staring at her. There was a recognizable feeling of inevitable doom in her gut.
As though suddenly taken from a dark room to a bright one, she blinked in surprise. After about a moment, she realized that she was still in her uncomfortable white hospital bed holding up the violet folder in her hands.
"Ko-Chan? Ko-Chan?" asked Yukimura, and Konomi looked back at him, her face stunned into shock. "What is it, Ko-Chan?" Yukimura's eyes were slightly open.
"N-no. It's nothing." said Konomi, shaking her head and attempting to smooth out her facial features and calm her fast beating heart. She couldn't understand why but she was upset and even more pissed. "Yukimura-san?"
"Yes~" he asked, still smiling. Somehow that still didn't help her current inner fantasy of strangling someone.
"What is the current date, Yukimura-san?" asked Konomi, her hands clenched, shaking and nearly ripping the paper into a billion pieces.
"Mm...June the thirteenth. Why do you ask?" he turned his head to Konomi's direction, who was looking back and forth from him and the paper. She now understood why she was angry.
Yes, she understood.
"Why. Doesn't. Anyone. Tell. Me. ANYTHING?" automatically, her hands grabbed the first thing she laid eyes on, and she twisted it and strangled it until it was impossible to rip. And it felt good.
It was so good, in fact, that she smiled and sighed blissfully. Now tired she planned to rest her head on her nice, heavy pillow.
"Ow!" Konomi clutched her head which was pulsing slightly. She looked back at the wall, which looked strangely empty with the lack of pillow. And then there was laughter. Konomi glared at the source, her evil roomate.
"You're strange, Ko-Chan," he smiled and didn't stop his laughter. Until Konomi sent him her harshest glare and he subsided his laughter until they were soft chuckles.
Konomi sighed and stared at the window. The tree stopped moving. She sighed again and got out of her bed.
"I'm going for a walk," she glanced at Yukimura out of the corner of her eye, to make sure he got the message. He nodded and she walked out of the white door way and into the white halls with inspirational posters everywhere. One with 'Hang in there!' and a cat hanging onto the branch of a tree was the most used in particular.
And then she was distracted from her thoughts when a downpour of coughs reached her ears and distracted her. She looked around and found a door close by. Walking over, she glanced inside and saw that none of them were coughing, and yet the coughing continued. Now that she thought of it, the loud coughing had become more quietly when she walked in this direction. So, she thought, if she went in the other direction the coughs would lay ahead. After doing so, she did indeed find the source, which was a girl in a white room almost exactly like hers.
The girl, who's hair was a long curly caramel, stared at Konomi with her chocolate brown eyes.
"You my doctor?" she asked with a laugh before erupting in another set of coughs. "Sorry about that." she said, grinning.
"You...okay?" asked Konomi, an eyebrow raised. The girl did the same, her pale cheeks dimpling and her forehead wrinkling a little. It was then that Konomi realized that the girl was most likely in elementary school or something.
"Yeah, I'm good. Just a small cough. My mom got all worried because I had it for a month." Konomi nodded and leaned on the doorway rather awkwardly.
"Huh..." While she said this, Konomi realized something. She couldn't really remember her parents or friends that well. "Lucky." Konomi had said this without thinking. Instantly, she covered her own mouth and her eyes widened. Glancing at her, and realizing that nothing in the way the girl stared at Konomi had changed, she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Lucky...? Why would you say that?" Konomi's heart stopped. The girl had said it. The one thing that the gray haired girl didn't want the other girl to say. But suddenly she didn't care and something happened. It was similar as what happened with Yukimura except that she was not angry. She stared up at the white doorway arch and examined it's smoothness.
"I can't remember my home or my parents. Or anything except for waking up here and then visiting my cousin at his house." It was no longer her house for some reason. "And I don't even know how I got here. I've read the report that the doctor wrote. It just seems all artificial, and it doesn't really tell me how I got here, just what's wrong with me. And nobody's telling me anything."
Tears swelled in her eyes. This was opening up, what she had heard so much in her animes and mangas. It was supposed to be like this. Amazing and tearful.
"I just...I just want to be included. In the loop, you know."
Konomi looked at the girl and saw her nod.
"Yeah...I know how that feels." Somehow the girl's eyes looked solemn as she stared out of the window at a tree, which was not unlike the one in front of Konomi's room. "Oh! I can't believe I've been talking to a stranger about this. Well, you won't be if I tell you my name!" said the girl, turning over to Konomi and replacing the solemn look with a childish smile.
Though her common sense and multiple mangas told Konomi that it was too soon to talk to a complete stranger and pouring out her feelings, she felt that she could trust this random person for one reason or another and nodded.
"I'm Mimioka Kisamu. A second year at Katakushe Academy. I used to be a tennis regular-" Konomi had no clue what this was. "and our school was third seeded. I was going to be the captain next year and then I got this cough and my mom made me quit two months ago. The stupid doctors haven't even told me what I got yet."
Then, there was another flash by her eyes. A racket in her tight hands and a ball going towards it. The ball was hit and went over the net. And then...there was a light, fluttery feeling in her chest and then her cheeks moved on their own again and she smiled. She smiled widely and her eyes were nearly teary. Somehow, she knew exactly what was happening. That was the first time she had ever hit the ball over the net. The first time she had ever had that fluttery feeling in her chest.
"Yo? What's your face?" Konomi looked at the girl, Mimioka and discovered that she was smiling as widely like in the dream. So much, in fact, that her cheeks were beginning to hurt. "Hey, why are you crying?" Konomi looked at Mimioka and touched her own cheek.
"Nothing. And my name's Konomi. Atobe Konomi. It's nice to meet you, Mimioka Kisamu."
"Don't be formal. Call me Kisa-Chan." Konomi nodded.
"Well, I'll be getting out of your hair, Kisa-Chan. I think my doctor's probably having a heart attack."
~~~~~~~End~~~~~~~
Yeah, I know...Total filler chapter and it wasn't all that important...but unfortunately, I have lost all interest in this story and this may be the last chapter...Sorry. But Kokoro no Kagami will be updated soon! And I promise that The Ghost of My Past will be reincarnated!