A/N: Hey! sorry for such a late update! this chapter took longer than I thought, and I've been busier than I thought I would be. -_-" feel free to beat me up with metal poles.... JK! I'd like to keep my face! thank you! xD Well, please enjoy this chapter. BTW - ESP means elementary school principal. that's a mouthful and I didn't want to type that up again and again in teh chapter. *lazy* P: oh and guess what - this chapter is 13 pages long in word. and pretty much 6,000 words. *win*
Disclaimer: yeah. I own Gakuen Alice and Fruits basket. IN MY DREAMS. TT_TT *sobs*
Tohru's POV
"Mikan! Mikaaan! Wake up!!"
I jolted out of my sleeping position and gasped, looking around me with a dazed expression.
There were two girls before me, one with pink wavy hair and the other with straight black hair. They were grinning at me, but they also looked a little nervous.
"Get up, Mikan! Or else we're gonna be late!" the pink haired girl exclaimed.
Mikan? My name wasn't Mikan --- oh. Then I remembered yesterday's events and that for now, I was Mikan.
"All right . . . I'm getting there," I mumbled, stretching. My mind was still groggy and my vision fuzzy, but I managed to get up.
"We'll wait for you outside," the black haired girl said, and both walked outside.
I got dressed and was about to walk out when I remembered I needed to put pigtails on. I examined myself in the mirror and thought I looked a little strange with pigtails, but I did look a lot like Mikan. That was good. I figured her friends wouldn't notice the small differences. At least, I hoped they wouldn't.
I stepped outside and did my best to look cheerful like Mikan – which wasn't too hard, since I was pretty cheerful, too.
Only problem – I didn't know these girls' names. I was sure Ruka, my how-to-be-Mikan mentor, told me these girls' names, but I couldn't remember them for some reason.
Thankfully, I didn't have to – they chattered the whole way to class. I only had to make some Mikan-like comments and they were happy.
Eventually they got to talking about the spring dance in a week.
"They're ending the contest tomorrow – Anna and I were both wanting to enter, but we could use some help," the girl with the black hair said.
Anna continued her friend's train of thought – "so we were wondering if you'd want to help us," she said, grinning and nudging me eagerly.
I grinned and nodded. "Of course! It should be fun!"
Then the two both delved into the topic and spilled all the gossip and talk they knew about the contest.
"We've heard that the costume choices for the elementary school kids might be random – so the costume choices could get a bit wacky."
"The judges are going to be pro fashion designers and famous dancers! I heard that there might be one celebrity to sing a song live at the dance too."
"I think someone said that everything will be spring themed – even the outhouses!"
In class, which hadn't started yet, everyone was gossiping about the spring dance, which was apparently called the "Spring Fling." The room buzzed with activity and chatter – I wondered how Mikan dealt with this everyday!
A couple of students came up to me and talked with me, which always made me nervous, but it wasn't too hard to mimic Mikan. Occasionally, though, there would be a moment where I said something un-Mikan like.
When these instances happened, they would either:
Not notice
Give me a weird look then move on
Say, "you've been acting a little funny, Mikan . . . are you okay?"
I would reply to C) by saying, "Whaat? Of course I'm fine!"
Ruka kept giving me weird looks form the corner of the room where he sat, like he thought I would blow it at any second. It made me uncomfortable, but I ignored it and didn't let it get to me.
"Mikan!"
I turned to see the owner of the voice. It was Anna, and she was towing a tall girl with short brown hair and large brown eyes that had glasses covering them. She looked embarrassed but was letting Anna drag her over to me.
"Look! We have Kohaku! She can make her drawings come to life. This is gonna be great! With her and her drawings, we'll be undefeatable!" she exclaimed, her eyes shining. Nonoko, as I had learned the black haired girl was called, was grinning from ear to ear.
"Oh please. Just because you have the drawings come to life doesn't mean you're going to win," a snobby looking girl announced. "I have mind reading and illusions on my side!" She grinned and pointed to a spiky blonde haired boy and a boy with short light brown hair and glasses.
The spiky haired boy looked at me and mouthed "help me." My eyes widened and I grimaced. At the moment I didn't know what he meant, but just a second later I did.
"WHAT DID YOU SAY?! WHAT DID YOU SAY TO MIKAN, YOU IDIOT!" the snobby girl yelled, making everyone in the room jump and the spiky haired boy cower a little.
"I didn't say anything, P-permy!" he squeaked.
"YES YOU DID!" she stormed.
"Permy, Permy – she doesn't know how to treat her work team. They're going to rebel," Nonoko sighed sadly.
Just then a tall blond curly haired teacher bounded in, a large smile plastered on his face. An afraid looking teacher with black hair in a pony tail followed behind him.
"Good morning, class! Please take your seats and I will do roll call!" he announced brightly.
The eccentric teacher called off names one by one. When he called Mikan's name, I almost didn't answer when Anna nudged me. "Oh! Here!" I exclaimed hurriedly. Anna giggled quietly.
So, the day went on like such. All of the regular, non Alice related school work I knew already – this was elementary school, and I was in high school – so I found it easy. The hard part was remembering that Mikan didn't find this stuff easy.
Some of the teachers Mikan had were outrageous. Like Jinno-sensei – he was so unfair.
"Who would like to come up and writer the answer here?" he asked coldly, his metal rod crackling a little bit. I raised my hand without thinking, but he ignored me.
"Anyone else?"
No one volunteered.
So, Jinno sighed in disgust and said, "Fine, Mikan, come up here. I hope this isn't a joke."
I frowned as little, feeling discouraged that Jinno didn't think much of me. But then I remembered I was Mikan, so I headed confidently up to the chalkboard and wrote the answer.
Jinno glared at me and squinted a little, like he didn't believe that I could've gotten the right answer. Finally he grunted grudgingly and said, "Good. Go back to your seat now."
Back at my seat, Anna smiled at me, whispering, "nice! You must've studied!"
I just nodded. In the corner of my eye, however, I saw Ruka looking very pale and shaking his head a little.
After lunch, when we were heading back over to our classes, a voice over the intercom spoke:
"The elementary school principal would like to see Sakura Mikan, Elementary class B, and Nogi Ruka, elementary class B."
I stopped in my tracks. The principal? Oh no – I didn't do anything bad, did i?
Before I could go looking for Ruka, I felt a tap on my shoulder.
Ruka and an academy official were standing behind me. The official was stony and expressionless, while Ruka looked like he was about to pass out.
He met my eyes and mouthed, "I think they've found out."
I might've blacked out a little, but I didn't remember much until I realized felt a cool breeze on my face and felt myself pushed into a slick black limo.
I clutched my seat as the officials drove us over to the Gakuen Alice HQ. No one spoke the entire time there.
The men in black herded us inside the immense building and through corridors bustling with people of importance. The way everyone in the corridor held themselves was intimidating – it was like they all knew they had a purpose in life, and also like they knew they were more important than most. Not all of them were unfriendly, though – some nodded to us as we passed. I even recognized a few of the teacher's faces.
Suddenly the officials stopped in front of a large door. We walked in behind them, and before us was large room with a huge window in the back. Light streamed in and there was a chair turned away from us, facing the window.
I looked to the side and saw that the walls were lined with dark, dangerous looking figures. They were teenagers, some younger than others – but they had an air about them that made you want to run and hide. I felt a shiver run down my spine.
"The dangerous abilities class," I heard Ruka murmur in my ear, his voice barely audible.
"So. Mikan and Ruka. It's so nice to have you here today," a high pitched voice said. "Such a shame that I have to interrogate such nice young kids."
Something told me he wasn't ashamed at all.
"Are the other two coming?" he asked the shady guard standing beside his desk.
The guard nodded. "They should be here any moment now."
Suddenly the door burst open again, and two more identical seeming guards in black dragged in Mikan's senpais - Tsubasa and Tono.
The guards dropped them on the ground and swiftly closed the door. Tsubasa raised his head and glared at the back of the chair. "What do you think you're doing?!"
The ESP just laughed, sending shivers up my spine. "Oh, well, you're about to find out . . ."
The chair swiveled around and revealed a boy no older than 13. I had to clamp my jaw shut to prevent it from dropping in shock. I figured Mikan probably knew that the ESP was a kid, and it wouldn't look good if I was surprised at a fact I was supposed to know.
The ESP's boyish lips curled up into a cruel smile. He hopped out of his chair and walked over to where we were standing. I heard Ruka gulp.
"What do you want?" Ruka asked shakily.
The ESP's smile got wider. "I want to know what you did with my best student, Nogi," he replied, his eyes glinting a little.
"W-who are you talking about? I don't know what you mean."
The ESP laughed, but it was humorless. "Oh, you know all too well what I mean. Your best friend – Natsume Hyuuga. You know just how important he is. And if his friend were to somehow hide him, oh, well, his friend wouldn't like the choices I would have to make . . ." he murmured, his voice sickeningly 'sweet.' It was that kind of tone of voice that was more frightening than a yell could ever be.
Ruka's face turned even paler, but he set his jaw stubbornly and didn't say a word. The ESP chuckled and smiled again. "Well, I see . . . let's see if your companion here tells me more like a good girl."
He turned to me. "Well, well, Mikan . . . you're Natsume's partner, correct? So I'm assuming that you know where he is, hm?"
I shook my head. "N-no. I-I don't know where he is," I stammered.
"Such horrible liars you are . . . well, I have business with you, Mikan, dear, so I'll come back to you in a moment. Let's turn to the middle schooler and the high schooler – Mikan's senpais! Haven't you been known to help Mikan and co. with their wild adventures?" he asked. I could tell he was getting a little impatient; for some reason I feared this child more than I feared the guards, or even the Dangerous Abilities class.
"Look, we don't know where the kid is. Capiche?" Tono growled. I noticed that he was being held back by a guard; so was Tsubasa. I wondered why – I knew that they wouldn't dare to try and make a move in this place, where the walls were lined with students that had abilities made to kill.
The ESP's eyes narrowed. "Oh? Look. I'm not playing games with you kids here. Let me show you what will happen if you don't obey," he snapped, all traces of 'friendliness' gone. He snapped his fingers, and the guards suddenly grabbed me by the arms and dragged me to the center of the office.
Tono gasped, but before he could speak, two other identical guards held him back and covered his mouth.
I felt my eyes widen as a tall, dark looking figure came forward. Before I knew what was happening, an immense pain throughout my body. Every part stung and I felt like I was on fire. I think I remember screaming, but the pain is really all I can remember. The horrible, never ending pain.
When I thought I was going to die from such intense pain, it finally ceased. I collapsed onto the ground with a whimper. I heard Tono and Tsubasa yelling at the ESP.
"Will you cooperate, then? Or do you want the same fate?" the ESP questioned coldly.
The room fell silent for a moment, and then Tsubasa said, "Fine. Natsume is--"
"Right here," a cold voice spoke.
I wanted to open my eyes and see, but I couldn't yet - I was still paralyzed from shock.
Another uncomfortable silence followed as everyone took in Natsume. I heard Ruka gasp.
"What did you do to her?" he asked sharply, and I could feel his eyes on me.
"Only the necessary measures in order to find out where you were, Hyuuga," the ESP replied.
Suddenly my hearing began to dim, and I realized I was fainting. Slowly, the voices faded until I heard no more.
When I woke up, I was being carried swiftly. I managed to open my eyes and see Tsubasa carrying me. He had a stern face on and he looked straight ahead.
"Where . . . where are we? what happened?" I asked softly.
Tsubasa grimaced and shook his head. "I'll tell you in a minute. But not here," he added.
He carried me inside a building and then up a couple of stairs. I wanted to ask him to let me down so he didn't have to carry me - I knew carrying me up the stairs must be hard - but I realized my legs were still wobbly. I could feel it - they most likely would give in, and I could tell that wouldn't be helpful right now.
Finally, we reached a hallway, and then a door, which Tsubasa kicked open. He set me down on the bed, and I realized there were others filing in behind him - Ruka, Tono, and Natsume. I sat up uneasily, looking at everyone. I suddenly recognized this room - this was Tsubasa's room.
"What's going on, guys? What happened while I was out?" I asked, blinking my eyes a few times.
Tono coughed, looked around, and then closed the door. He locked it shut, then nodded to Natsume.
Natsume obviously knew what this meant, and then he did something really, really weird - he put his hand to his face and his face suddenly began to morph. When he removed his hand, it was another, kind young man's face - not Natsume's.
My jaw dropped and I looked questioningly to one person to another. "Whaaat?!" I exclaimed, but I made sure to keep my exclamation quiet. I didn't want to attract attention to our room.
"This guy isn't Natsume, as you can tell. It's Goshima. He can morph his face into another's," Tono explained quietly. Goshima smiled and nodded to me.
I blinked a few times and shook my head. "Wow. T-this place never ceases to surprise me," I murmured, my eyes wide.
Ruka also looked surprised. "How did you know that we were in trouble?" he asked Goshima.
"Well, the Fuukitai - the guards - weren't exactly discreet about taking Tono and Tsubasa away to the ESP's place. When the intercom called them to the office, they refused to go, so the ESP sent the Fuukitai after him. I know things around this place - news travels fast - and I knew what the ESP wanted from them. So I did the only thing I could," Goshima explained, shrugging.
"What happened after I passed out, though? How did you guys get us out of there?" I asked.
"Well, it took some work. Principal Kuonji - the ESP - wanted to know where I - or really, Natsume - had been, but I couldn't tell him, of course. I had to do some expert lying," he added with a wink and a friendly smile.
"Oh, well, of course, with the help of my expert tale weaving," Tono added with a smirk.
Goshima rolled his eyes and then turned to me again. "So, now it's my turn to ask some questions . . . I'm thinking that, since Natsume isn't really here yet, neither is Mikan. So I'm assuming you aren't really Mikan, are you?" he asked quietly, his eyes serious.
I looked quickly to Tsubasa and Tono for confirmation that this guy was one we could trust, and they nodded. I then nodded to Goshima. "You guessed right," I said quietly. Goshima just nodded.
"I would ask more, but I fear that it wouldn't be safe to discuss that even here. Also, I take it that you don't know much about it yourself."
I nodded. "We're working on it."
"Well, it's important that you hurry and find out the meaning of all this, and get the real Mikan back. Principal Kuonji is very smart, and one way or another he'll figure out that Natsume is still missing, and then he'll find out that you aren't Mikan. If he does, then, well, things could get ugly." Goshima shuddered. "Well, I'd better go - I don't want people getting suspicious," he said with a smile. He waved then exited quietly.
So, we were left with just Tono, Tsubasa, Ruka, and me. Tsubasa voiced the question we were all wondering: "What now?"
Tono sighed and put his hand to his face, rubbing it wearily. "I don't know. Tohr-er, Mikan, do you think you can stand yet?"
I nodded. "Yeah." I slid off the bed carefully and set down my feet on the ground gingerly. It stung a little, but I could stand easily enough.
"Well, we'd better send you back to your classes. Don't tell your friends the truth, no matter what. Just make up something, like he wanted to know why you were running in the halls or something," Tono suggested.
Tsubasa smirked. "Uh huh. Kuonji? Caring about kids running around in the hall? Maybe if they were running with flamethrowers, then, yeah, but he'd probably just end up recruiting them on his crew of dangerous pets," he said sarcastically. I could tell Tsubasa didn't think much of the Dangerous Abilities class - or the ESP. I didn't blame him.
Ruka coughed. "Well, let's get going then," he muttered. "I have to get back to classes too."
Tono nodded absently. "Yes, yes, of course. Go on now," he said.
I walked over to the door and headed out. I almost tripped, but Ruka caught me. "Thanks," I murmured, and Ruka nodded. I had to kind of hold on to his shoulder on the way down the steps, which was a little embarrassing, but I was thankful I could walk. Having to have someone carry me everywhere was even more embarrassing.
We headed to class in silence the whole way, not really wanting to talk about what happened and what was sure to come.
~.*.~
When I entered Classroom B, I was bombarded with questions. Everyone wanted to know what had happened, why the ESP wanted to see me, what he was like, was he really only ten years old – I lost track of all the questions I was asked and hardly heard more than "Why –" then it was lost in all the other student's babble.
I finally silenced them by saying I wasn't allowed to tell what had gone on in there. It didn't satisfy them, but it quieted them at least.
They tried to question Ruka too, but he could just silence them with a look. Boy, he was almost as good at the evil look as his friend Natsume was.
Eventually they all got over the fact we visited the ESP, and they moved onto what they had been doing. Apparently, it was supposed to be free study, but everyone was working on their costume ideas for the Spring Fling costume contest. I was awed by all the ideas that we found.
When I reached Anna and Nonoko's table, I saw the Kohaku girl drawing pictures fervently and Nonoko and Anna squealing with delight.
"Yes, yes! It's perfect! That one!"
"No, no, that one! That one is perfect."
"What – oh look! Mikan is here. Mikan, Mikan, help us decide! Kohaku is drawing our designs and we can't decide which one to pick," Anna exclaimed, grabbing my arm.
I smiled and looked over at the designs. The drawings were 3D and sort of bouncing around on the table – they were literally alive. So I assumed that these would only be designs – the real thing wouldn't dance like this. At least I hoped that was the case.
Despite the fact they moved, they were beautiful, however eccentric. The first dress was very . . . er, eccentric. It was floofy and had an excess amount of maroon colored ruffles – they were everywhere. I imagined that if someone were to wear it, they wouldn't be able to see through all the ruffles, forget try and dance.
The second dress was sleeveless, with a tight snow white cotton top. The dress then flared out into a series of endless ruffles that stretched all the way down to the floor. The ruffles were each a different color, making a sort of rainbow flower theme.
I blinked a few times, taking in each dress. I didn't know what else to say, so I said, "Wow, guys . . . these are like amazing!"
Anna and Nonoko grinned. "Thanks!" they said simultaneously.
"Are you guys going to design a male's costume, too?" I asked, curious. They shrugged. "I don't know. We don't have any ideas for male costumes. We like girl costumes," Nonoko said, grinning.
I smiled and nodded. "Yeah, same here. I just thought you might get a better chance with getting your costumes to win if you had a male costume too," I said, shrugging.
They nodded. "Yeah. Probably. Do you have any ideas?"
I thought for a moment. "Not really," I laughed a little.
Then Kohaku spoke up for the first time. "What if we did a fairy themed design?" she asked, her voice high pitched and small.
"Hmm, that might work. Tell us more!" Anna exclaimed.
"Well, let's say the girl's design could be like a series of petals wrapping around her. We're designing the elementary's costume, so maybe we could make it where it wraps over their shoulder with an asymmetrical sleeve. The petals could fade from a deep purple to a snow white. And we could make really pretty big wings," Kohaku explained, getting a little more excited as she explained. Her brown eyes began to sparkle. "Ohhhh this could get good! Lemme draw something to show you what I mean." Then she began to draw furiously.
In a moment, a beautiful dress floated across the table, looking exactly like Kohaku had explained. I reached out to touch it, and it flinched a little, but it felt so soft, like actual petals.
"It's beautiful! What would the male's costume look like?" I asked eagerly.
Kohaku thought for a moment, and then began to draw. What flew off the paper was beautiful – it was scaly, kind of. The shirt was like a dragon's skin and the collar looked like a open turtleneck. The torso of the shirt was a fiery red and the back of the shirt was a dark green. The pants were a charcoal black and looked like they were as light as a feather. The cuffs that encircled the arm ended in a point and looked stealthy. They faded from a jade green to the same charcoal black as the trousers.
I glanced at Kohaku, confused – this didn't look like a fairy. She sensed what I was thinking and shrugged. "I was thinking that guys didn't really like fairies, so instead of a fairy, I did a dragon like design. Dragons can be springy, too, right?" She grinned.
I looked at the ensemble with new eyes. "Oooh. I see now! It's really, really cool," I exclaimed. It almost looked like a real dragon skin.
Anna and Nonoko squealed. "Ooooh it's so cooool! So much better than our dresses!"
Kohaku looked embarrassed now. She was about to deny their praise when we heard a squeal of delight from a few tables down.
"EEE! It's beautiful! We are SO gonna win!" I recognized that voice. I turned and confirmed my suspicions – Permy, or Sumire Shouda, was squealing about the hallucination that Prez was shooting up into the air. My mouth dropped open at the sight.
The forest green dress had entrails like peacock feathers streaming out of it, and they shimmered with every movement. The dress itself was tight at the top and flowed out into ruffles in the bottom. It was knee length on one side of the dress and the other side was about ankle length. The whole dress shimmered and looked magical in itself. The gloves were made out of shimmery feathers as well.
I bit my lip and wondered if we were going to win or not. Chances were lower now with the beautiful peacock dress Prez had thought up. I decided to shove that thought out of my mind – it didn't do any good to worry about it.
"I think we should submit these designs. They're beautiful," I said with a smile, motioning to the petal dress and the dragon suit.
Anna and Nonoko nodded. "Yes, yes, it's perfect!" they exclaimed.
Kohaku smiled and nodded. "Okay. Let's do that," she said.
Suddenly, though, out of nowhere a hand reached over and snatched the petal dress. I gasped and before I could do anything, another hand had snatched the dragon suit.
There was a guy and a girl, cackling madly as they dashed out the door with our designs.
"Ah! Wait! S-stop! That's ours!" Kohaku yelled, standing up. They didn't listen and disappeared, still cackling.
Without thinking, I ran after them. I heard Kohaku, Anna, and Nonoko following me.
We did a mad chase around the school, through the labyrinth of corridors inside the school, and through crowds.
Eventually I had to stop. I started walking, gasping for breath. Kohaku stopped to a walking pace next to me, a pale sheen of sweat covering her brow.
Anna and Nonoko came up behind us a minute later. They looked even worse – they clutched their sides and leaned against each other.
"H-hey, Mikan . . . how about we go and find a teacher to help us catch those kids? You guys can go on with out us," Nonoko suggested, glancing up at me with big eyes.
I nodded. "Okay. Go ahead," I panted.
They smiled gratefully at me and nodded. "We're going to catch our breath for a moment," Anna said, flopping down on the grass.
"All right. We're going to lose them if we don't hurry," I told Kohaku. She nodded grimly and then set off at a steady pace, although not a running pace, for which I was grateful.
"I think it's too late to find them," Kohaku murmured, her brow scrunched up worriedly.
"Couldn't you just sketch up another one?" I asked.
She shook her head. "My alice is weird like that. I can only draw something one way once – the next time it seems to have a mind of its own and looks different. I'm not sure why it does that," she said, shrugging.
I sighed, disappointed. "Well, let's look this way . . . maybe if we can't find them in thirty minutes, maybe we give up?"
Kohaku nodded. "Sounds like the only choice we've got," she replied grimly.
So we set off. We told everyone we passed to watch out for a girl and a boy, both around ten years old, carrying either a dress that had a fairy design or a suit that had a dragon design. People agreed, but I don't think they really were going to watch out. They didn't seem too enthusiastic.
I began to look around and tried to pay attention to our surroundings, but for some reason I didn't recognize anything around me. We had already passed the Elementary School dorms, and we decided to not look in there because of its size. Anyway – even if the two kids were in there, we couldn't just barge into every room looking for them. It'd be hopeless in a place like this.
I glanced over at Kohaku and she seemed uneasy as well. I realized she must be a new student here. I just hoped she didn't ask me where we were, cause I had no idea either.
Finally a building came in sight, and I suddenly recognized it – it was the middle school dorm. I blinked and wondered how we had gotten here.
I was about to suggest we turn around when we heard a voice. Two teenage boys were talking, and I heard a teenage girl's voice once in a while as well.
I ducked behind a tree and pulled Kohaku with me. I slapped my hand over her mouth before she could make a sound.
I listened intently to what they were saying. I began to catch some of their conversation.
"There is no way I am wearing that. I'd rather die," the first boy's voice was saying. It was strangely familiar, but I couldn't place where I had heard it.
"Oh please. Of course you can. I know you do," the second boy's voice said teasingly.
There was a growl from the boy and I thought a fight might break out when the girl's voice intervened. "Are we here to talk about Tsubasa or what?"
"Oh, yes. We are. Sorry, my dear," the second boy's voice said warmly.
"Have you found out anything?" the first boy with the slightly rougher voice said.
"Not much, but I do know he's friends with the new girl Tohru, who, by the way, I haven't seen at all today. Seems fishy," the girl concluded. My heart started to pound heavily, making me wonder if they could hear it.
"Well, I've found some stuff that will blow your guys' mind. Wait until boss hears this," the second boy said triumphantly. What he said next ruined everything.
"Well, I happened to overhear in the dorms this morning that Natsume hasn't returned yet. Also I heard Hotaru is missing as well, although the students haven't been informed of that loss yet. The best part of it all? Currently Mikan is not Mikan. She's an imposter. The real Mikan Sakura is somewhere else – probably wherever Natsume and Hotaru have disappeared to. I know that the boss almost found out about Natsume's whereabouts, but Goshima-baka busted them out by faking to be Natsume. Can you believe this?" the second boy exclaimed.
Kohaku gasped a little, and I could feel her brown eyes boring into me. I closed my eyes and felt like I was going to die. I had failed everyone. Someone had overheard the conversation at Tsubasa's room this morning. Now Kohaku knew as well, and I was sure that by tomorrow, this boss – aka the ESP – would know almost everything.
"Is this true?" Kohaku murmured. I bit my lip and stopped breathing, because, to make everything worse, Kohaku's whisper had been heard. I could tell by the suddenly stopped conversation and the silence.
"I think we've got some eavesdroppers," the female voice said sharply.
"Well, well, well. What have we here? The imposter herself!" the second boy's voice exclaimed. He peered his head over the tree, and I looked up to see the surprised face of Raiden Arai.
A/N: FINALLY. THE STORY IS EXCITING NOW.[at least I think. you tell me. ;D] *calls the media* hahahahaha no. :| I was waiting to write this part. I just had to think of it. :| Which took me 5 WEEKS UGH. [no actually it took me a week to write the thing, and it took me FOUR WEEKS TO GET A STUPID COMPUTER UGHHHH. *murders an orange*] Well thanks for reading this anyway. Hope you enjoyed.
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