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Chapter 2: Learning the Language

"That is your name, isn't it?" the guy continued hastily. "That's what I heard you're friend over there call you."

I was silent for a moment, processing that maybe it wasn't him. His voice was different.

I snapped out of it, remembering that he was waiting for an answer. "Oh, yes, my name is…Kerry."

He grinned. It almost seemed mischievous. "I'm Reid." He paused for a moment, and then asked curiously, "You don't seem like you like to fly very much. You look nervous. You alright?"

"Oh…I just don't like heights as much. I'm okay though."

"Good," he grinned, "I wouldn't want you to have an uncomfortably long flight."

I smiled weakly at him. "That doesn't look convincing." The way his eyes looked amused reminded me so much of Michel. But that was the only thing. That, and the cold to the touch thing and the grin and the almost mocking…it just couldn't be. I had to move on with my life, just like I had to move on with my life without my mom. I had moved on. That was that.

"So, what brings you to Tokyo?" Reid asked, trying to keep the conversation going.

"It was Nell's idea." I said almost dreaded.

He nodded. The look in his eyes reminded me so much of him. "Doesn't sound like you're really all that excited about it."

I shook my head with my head down. "I let her decide where to go before college and she chooses a place that we barely no the language to."

He laughed an amused laugh, "That will sure make it interesting."

"If that's what you wanna call it. Why are you going to Tokyo?"

"I'm going to live there," he said in a sure voice. I was surprised, but if this was Michel, than it shouldn't be a surprise. "Unlike you and your friend," Reid continued, "I can speak Japanese."

"I can say 'sit' in Japanese," I said unsure.

He laughed amused and his eyes just sparked amusement. Could it not be Michel, but just in fact another vampire? What are the chances of that?

"I don't think that will help you much." He was grinning an amused grin.

I sighed and agreed, "I suppose not."

"I can teach you some words and phrases."

"Alright," I said turning my body even more towards him, putting the pillow in between me and Nell.

So for about 1 hour, Reid and I did nothing but try to get me to learn phrases of Japanese that would help Nellie and I out the most. He always flashed an amused grin at me when I tried to repeat what he was saying. It was harder to memorize what it meant as well.

"I think that should get you by for a while. Please, don't tell me you plan to stay there the whole summer."

"No. Luckily," I smiled, thinking of how long we would last.

"How long are you staying?"

"3 weeks," I replied. He smiled amused. "What?" I asked smiling.

"I'm just trying to see if you could last that long." He turned away from me, trying to be serious.

I narrowed my eyes at him, "That's not very nice."

He looked back over with his green eyes sparkling with a grin on his face. He didn't say anything. He just stared and then I got sleepy.

As I fell asleep, I realized what was happening. He was making me go to sleep. I could feel it.

I heard him say softly as I fell asleep, "Tachidomaru shunkan ni mitsumeteru kono basho ni iru."

Whatever that meant.

I dreamt of my encounters with Michel 2 years ago. My strong desire to stay with him. But yet, I had turned away from him.

My eyes soon fluttered open. I looked over a Reid who was reading a magazine, in Japanese, no less.

"You did that," I whispered. If he was a vampire, he would be able to hear it. If it was just some guy who just seems like a vampire, he couldn't hear it. It was sort of like a moment of truth.

I saw him grin after I said that. He turned to look at me. Amusement flickered in his eyes. He grinned, "Yes I did."

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What do you think so far guys? You gotta review so I know. You're the readers. You guys know best.

So I guess it's just one question that would bug you the most, in my guessing, Is this guy, Reid, actually, really, Michel?