Review Response
To theabridgedkuriboh: Gosh, I love giving you responses because you always review on every chapter
Yah, his home life sucked dirt balls, but at least it was decent when they where really young children.
That man was disgusting! I am glad I never head a dream like that. At lease Johan was there to make it better!
Haou's life sucked too, but he held a little more of a grudge on his parents then Judai did.
To BTRHenderson31: Do you need a good recommendation for a Ears, Nose, and Throat doctor. I am sure he can help you with any eardrum problems your friend might have caused.
I am glad you liked the chapter because it was my favorite chapter so far also!
To Alice2013 : Yay, I love giving you responses also because you review on every chapter!
I was kinda sad because I wasn't able to post the chapter the night before I did. I believe they were working on the site.
I am glad you like it and I promise to write more. I want this to prolong as long as possible without it getting cheesy and annoying.
Though, Johan and Judai both have uke qualities, Johan has more of a reasoning skill and would always be there to help Judai figure out his problems. Johan is a little more selfless then Judai and will always be there for him. He is also slightly bigger than Judai. and most shippers label him as more of a flirt.
I will keep writing as much as possible!
To Anonymous : Hahaha! Yah, better get that safety lock on if you look up things like that! Thanks for telling me! I didn't proof read that chapter since I was to lazy and I probably made more mistakes. I always make mistakes like a or an, then or than, or where and were. I make them usually because I type way to fast!
Me: It's raining outside and rain always helps me write.
Phredrik: So, this chapter will be really good?
Me: Can't promise you anything.
Phredrik: Well, do we at lease get to see where Judai works?
Me: Next Chapter
Phredrik: Ugh! Well, I hope you like the chapter! Drop a review! It will make her really really happy!
I DIDN'T PROOF READ THIS CHAPTER EITHER…JUST LETING YOU KNOW
Johan's POV
I could sense the feeling beginning to return to my body slowly. My fingers. My feet. My face. Until, my eyes finally fluttered open. Ah, the damn light! I brought my hand up to my eyes to block the lights that blinded my vision.
"W-where am I ?" I said when my eyes finally adjusted.
"You're in the nurses office, sweetie."said a soft voice which made me jump in surprise. In the doorway of the room was a pretty, young woman dressed in a baby blue nurses coat. Her hair was wrapped up loosely in a bun and her bangs sprawled carelessly across her forehead which gave her a sweet motherly look. In her hand, she held a pink clipboard with papers and blue sticky notes scattered across it. "I'm Nurse Emi. " She said with a smile.
Nurses office? Why am I in the nurses office? Did I really get pummeled so hard that they had to send me here? Why can't I remember what happened?
"A young boy carried you here," She put her clipboard on the table and began scribbling things down on it" Apparently, you had fainted in the cafeteria when some confrontation broke out. You are lucky that boy pulled you away from the fight before things got worse.
It was all coming back to me now. The cafeteria. Kenzan, the brick wall of a man. The fight. Me, pathetically passing out in the middle of the floor and Judai carrying me all the way to the nurses office because I was to weak to even do that. God, he probably thinks I am a idiot now. Judai…
"Wait, Judai!" I yelled in a panic. My heart was now racing laps in my chest.
"Don't worry, Johan." She said calmly," His foster-mother came to pick him up while you where asleep.
"Foster mother?" Judai has a foster-mother? Wait, does that mean Judai is an orphan? Or, maybe his parents just can't take care of him.
"Yes, Cecile is her name. Judai never told you?"
"No."
"Oh, that's weird. Judai is usually pretty open with new people." She replied with a slight tone of worry hidden in her voice.
"Really? He didn't seem that way when I met him. Maybe he's sick."
"Sick?" She shrieked in fear. " In all my years of being a school nurse, Judai has never gotten sick once! No, this can't be good! I knew his uncanny ability to avoid illness wouldn't last him forever." She paced back and forth across the room. "He missed his annual vaccination this month! Or, maybe its allergies. How high is the pollen count? Streptococcus Pharyngitis? Chicken Pocks? Conjunctivitis?
"I-I'm sure he's fine, Ma`am. He probably needs more sleep. You know, us teens and are hormones." I reassured her.
" You are probably right," She said with a sigh." Anyways, your family is waiting in the office for you. I will go tell them you are ready to go once they finish filling out the paperwork."She began walking out the door.
"Ok, thank you Nurse Emi." I said with a smile.
"Oh, I almost forgot," She caught herself." Someone left you a note on the counter. If I were you, I would read it." She winked as if she knew something that I didn't. With that, she walked out of the room and down the long hallway towards the office.
" A note?" I said while swinging my feet ocher the side of the nurses bed. Hoisting myself off the bed, I walked over the counter and snatched the note up in my hand. When I picked it up, something small and shiny caught my attention. It had fallen out of the note and was now lying on the floor. I bent down the get a closer look at the object. "What? It can't be" I said. Nervously, I snatched up the silver charm and hastily tucked it into a hidden pocket inside of my jacket.
Suddenly, I was distracted by the distant sound of my mother calling my name. I quickly shoves the note into my pants pocket and walked towards to door.
I was about to make my way down the hallway, when I was impacted by a short force that made my stagger back a few steps. I could feel my sisters sobs begin to soak into my t-shirt and left a warm, wet sensation on my stomach. I wrapped my arms around the small child and pulled her up onto my waist. She wrapped her legs around my hips as best as she could manage and clung tightly to the collar of my jacket.
"J-Johan!" She sobbed into my shoulder. I ran my fingers across her back in an effort to calm the child. She was so young a innocent. I couldn't stand seeing her cry like this.
"Shhh." I whispered in her ear. Her sobs progressively became quitter and quitter. Until, they were silently muffled in my shoulder.
"Johan?" My mother cried. She raced down the hallways and pulled me into a tight embrace. "Are you ok, Sweetie?" She whined. " Are you hurt? Do you have a fever? Who did this to you? I swear, I will hunt them die and kill them with a rusty butter knife!" She squeezed me tighter in fear.
"Mom!" I pushed her from me so she wouldn't suffocate the little one who I cradled in my arms. "Mom I am fine. You don't need to worry."
"Don't need to worry." She yelled," I am a mother! It's my job to worry!" She grabbed me by the ear and began pulling me into the office and out the doorway. She pulled me towards a shiny navy Porsche the parking lot. She angrily pulled open the door of the expensive convertible and shoved me, by my ear, inside the car.
"Wow, when did we–"
"Your fathers new job allows him to rent out cars like this. The company pays for all the cars expenses. So, if you mess up anything in this car, you are dead." She said with a sarcastic smile.
"Wow, what is dad the Vice President of? Google?,"
My mother didn't reply to my sneer remark. She grabbed Ruth from my arms and placed her in her costume made car seat and then took her seat in the front, next to me. She grabbed the stick and sifted it into gear, which, I didn't even know she knew how to work.
The car ride was like one I had never experienced before. I could feel the warm breeze brush across my cheeks and fill them with warmth. My hair blew around in the wind and wildly matted together. Best of all was when we drove under a batch of trees. Looking up the undersides of the trees gave them a fairy tale sort of appearance.
I flung open the door of my room and dropped my bag in front of the doorway. I quickly pulled the note out of my pants back pocket and spread it out across my palm.
"From Judai?" I read. Judai wrote me a letter. I opened up the note and continued reading.
Hey, Johan! I hope you are feeling better by the time you read this note. I was pretty worried when you passed out like that. Manjoume and Kenzan can be jerks most the time so don't take it personal. Anyways, I was wondering if you still wanted to duel some time? I am free tomorrow after work. I get off at around 3. We could meet at the park if you want. I am sure you have a phone. So, I will leave my number below. On one last note, I noticed that when you fainted you dropped a small locket on the floor. I picked it up, not realizing whom it belonged to. When I saw the girl inside the locket I released it must have been yours because she looked so similar to yourself. It must be your mother or something.
1800-ThisIs-ALigit-Number
~Judai Yuki
I slowly pulled the charm out from the hidden pocket in my leather jacket and opened the locket. I looked down at a lovely face of a young woman who looked similar to myself. Her bright teal hair was pulled back into a loose braid which was intertwined with flowers and her sea green eyes shone like gems. She was dressed in a flowy white sundress which brought out her flawless complexion.
I remember when this picture was taken. It was late spring, about three years ago, my sister always had a way of making everyone around her smile. Her smile was contagious. We were having a picnic in a field with our parents. My mother had laced wild flowers into her hair as she set out the plates. She was so smart and had the best advise for any problem one may face. She never disrespected our parents. She was the child every parent wanted to have. Unlike the disheveled mess that the rest of us were.
But, her life was short. When my sister was only eighteen, she died in a horrific hit and run accident. She was playing catch with me in our yard. I had lost control of my throw and it flew into the middle of the street. The road next to our house usually wasn't a busy one, so she went out in the street the obtain the ball. But, out of nowhere a speeding car jolted around the curb at my sister. I tried to scream but something held me back. It was too late, when she bent over the get the hall, the driver had done its work. My sisters insides were now scattered across the street.
Tears filled my eyes and obscured the gruesome scene. A hoarse scream escaped from my voice. In a panic, the driver spun his car in reverse and then speed away in the opposite direction. I chanced after the man. Pushing my legs as far as they could run ,but I only made it till the seconds block. By then he was gone. Tears were now stinging my face and I could feel my knees giving way. I fell to my knees and covered my face in my hands.
That day I swore to find whoever killed my sister and make sure he gets the long overdue payment he deserves. He killed the most precious being in the entire world. God's gift to our family was suddenly torn from us. She has such a bright future and now it is all gone. She was practically The Second Coming, for God's sake!
But, my vow was now forgotten. I realized that my attempts to catch up with the man were futile. There was no way I would actually find the man. I didn't even get a clear view of his face. When we moved, I decided it was time to let it go. Finally, three years after her death, I let it go. I never really forgave the man for killing my sister though. My sister was twice the man he would have ever been.
I gripped the charm tightly in may hand and held it to my chest. If it wasn't for Judai I would have lost this forever. I would have died if that were to happen. I must thank him. I looked back at the note that was still lying in my palm. He left his number. Maybe I should call him.
I grabbed my phone that was resting on the frame of my bed and began punching in the number at the bottom of the note. I saved the boy's number and then pushed the call button. It rang. And rang. And rang. And rang some more. With every ring I could feel a large lump forming in my chest. What if he isn't home? What if he accidentally gave me the wrong number? What if he purposely gave me the wrong number?
Then, after about the twelve ring, he answered. "Hello?" I heard a groggy voice answer. It sounded as if he had just woken up from a long needed nap.
"Hey, Judai?" I said nervously. I never was good at talking on the phone. I found it a lot easier to talk to the person face to face then over some wireless device, miles apart from each other.
Yah, this is Johan; right?" He yawned.
"Oh, did I wake you up or something? I'm sorry. You can go back to sleep if you–."
"Dude," He laughed," It's fine. I'm just glad you are ok! What happened back there?"
"Oh," I said, nervously cupping the end of the phone with my hand so I wouldn't breathe into it loudly. My heart was already heedlessly thumping inside of my chest. It was above me why I always felt this way when I was around, or in this case, just talking to the boy. I had no clue why he was so special to me, but he was. There is no ignoring that. My bare feet began intertwining with each other as I began to speak again. " It's nothing to unusual for me. It sometimes happens in situations like that. I get stressed or scared and I just collapse. It used to happen a lot more when I was little, but lately it has happened more often. It must be stress from the move."
"Did you find the locket you dropped?"
"Oh, yah. Thanks for picking that up. You don't know it ,but it really means a lot to me"
"If you don't mind me asking. Who's the girl?"
I was silent. The lump in my stomach grew twice in side and began making its way up my throat. I can't tell him. Not yet. I don't want him to pity me.
"Uh, you don't have to answer if you aren't comfortable. Sorry for asking."
"It's fine." I said in a hushed voice. A slight tension was now rising up between our conversation. I knew Judai could feel it to. He changed the subject as soon as he got the chance.
"So, about that duel," He chimed, " Are you free tomorrow?"
"Uh, s-sure." I scrambled.
"Great! I'll meet you at the park at, lets say, 3:30?"
"Y-yah that's great! I'll be there."
"Well, I gotta go! Nice talking to ya Johan."
"B-bye." I croaked.
Then he hung up. That was the end of our conversation. A normal conversation, but it somehow felt more than that. It was like it was the beginning of something that neither Judai or I could control, or deny for that matter. I couldn't deny that the entire time I was on the phone with him, I was a nervous ticking time-bomb. Every time I see him my heart races and I can't help but not be right next to him.
I placed my phone back on my bed frame and fell back into bet. I hadn't noticed how tired I was from that days events. So many things had happened and I just wanted to go to sleep. And I did. I didn't even care to eat supper or even change my clothes. I just wanted it to be tomorrow. I just wanted to be with Judai again.
Me: Sorry for the short chapter and for it taking so long to post. I was really busy this week with having play practice and crap. I also sort of got asked out and I am kinda confused because I don't really like him and my best friend does. I'm in a weird love triangle. I like my best friend. She like this one guy. That guy likes me. I am screwed.
Phredrik: No one cares about your problems *Throws cans at her*
Me: ; - ; …ow
Phredrik: Sorry, it's the truth.
Me: Can someone give me some reviews to help me feel better