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I'll Remember You
Chapter Twenty

The morning was quite gloomy. There were large, blackened clouds hanging over the country and there was a miserably cold light drizzle pouring down form the Heaven's above. It was the coldest summer day that I had ever experienced. Some of my belongings had already been shipped over to America and would be waiting there for me when I arrived. I, dressed in jeans and Koga's sweater, was ready to board my flight towards another area, into the unknown; this was my call to adventure.

My heart was pounding and it felt like it was going to leap out of my chest. Gramps was silent as he sat in the driver's side of the truck. I sighed as I looked around the house I had grown up in before leaving. There was a chance that I would never come back again. I was filled with excitement; this would be a new beginning for me. Kagome and the gang promised that they would take care of my grandfather for me and make sure that he wouldn't get hurt or anything.

There were only a few bags that I would be taking with me and picking up to stash in the U-Haul before driving it away. The drive seemed like the longest drive of my life. I was leaving everything behind, this was the final time. There was no more days left, I was out of time and in a mere hour I would be boarding a plane. I didn't want to leave my friends, or Gramps, but I needed to do what I thought would be best for me, which was to escape and get a good American education.

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It was the final calling for my plane and I had just finished going through all the necessary checks and scans. I hugged my grandfather by one final time. My friends didn't come, it was too early and I didn't want to have a nervous breakdown before leaving. We had gotten everything over with last night, and that was for the best. Memories, flashbacks, crowded my mind and I couldn't help but think about everything that had ever happened, throughout my life. My friends, my family, my relationships, the truths, the lies... they all flooded back into me.

Koga POV

I sat in my room in the silence but couldn't take it any longer. That girl was driving me crazy. Today would be the last time that I would see her. I checked the clock; I only had ten minutes left. I could make it to the airport in five minutes and that would give me five to spare. I had to say goodbye to her. I had to see her, even if she wanted nothing to do with me. I was sick of lying around and thinking about her. I wasn't able to concentrate on anything else and had ditched Emi shortly after seeing Ayame again.

I grabbed my keys and ran stop the flight of stairs while my parents called out to me. I ignored them and got in my father's truck, starting it up quickly. I switched to reverse and jerked out of the driveway before placing the shifter in drive and going. I was flying over the speed limit but I didn't care, I needed to be there and every second was precious time to me.

I was reckless as I jerked and maneuvered the truck around. I parked, uncaring about whether it was crooked or not. I ran into the building and towards the area to check where the flights would be. I heard the final calling for Ayame's plane and made a mad dash to try and get there first. I ran and pushed through people as much as possible. I was dressed in ripped skinny (but not tight) jeans, converses, a studded belt, a black Nirvana shirt, and a black bandana tied around my head, underneath my bangs. I felt hopeless as I saw her but knew I couldn't cross into her area. I wouldn't make it to her in enough time anyway. "AYAME!"

She spun around to look at me. Those green eyes... they shined with pain and sorrow. I thought, for a second, that she was going to change her mind and come running back into my arms. The tears welled up. The once strong Ayame was now as defenseless as an infant. My heart, as broken as it already was, cracked even more inside of me. She turned her back towards me and left, leaving me behind. I was part of her past now, I was just another memory.

She was wearing my sweatshirt. I bet it smelled like vanilla and my axe.

Ayame POV

Why was he doing this to me?

I closed my eyes once I sat in my seat. The sweatshirt smelled like axe, the chocolate kind he always wore and I always loved. It had my natural vanilla scent hitched with it. I surrounded myself by vanilla candles and everything else so much that I ended up picking up the scent of it. I combed my fingers through my silky hair. The sky was pale and starting bursting with oranges and pinks, the golden sun and its rays were rising up over the horizon. I grabbed onto my arm rest tightly as the plane began to lift in the air.

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This was the second place that hadn't pleased me. I needed to find a place, as quick as possible, or else I'd be staying in a college dorm (with that one little bathroom for so many) or I'd be spending a lot of time in the Comfort Inn, wasting away hundreds of dollars per night. I just didn't have the money for that. I was in a white tank top, cut off shorts, and white sneakers. My hair was pulled into a high ponytail and I had a tote hung over my shoulder. I jogged through the town as I searched for the other free apartment places.

After a while I gave up my search and sat down in a small café. I ordered a vanilla mocha and paid, drinking it patiently. My sad eyes stared at the table. I didn't know what I was going to do without any place seeming to be good enough. I heard a manly voice speak up, acting towards me as he motioned towards the seat across from me. "Is this seat taken ma'am?"

"Bankotsu?" I asked, shocked.

"Ayame!" he smiled a sexy, boyish grin; always the ladies man.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, smiling.

"I switched over, better football chances." He shrugged.

"And your muscles look very nice, as does the rest." I charmed.

"Are you always so flirtatious? What brings you here?"

"No, I'm not, but I need to move on. I'm here for college." I responded.

"You look sad." He pointed out.

"I've been through a lot lately, and I need a place to live but I can't find any." I sighed.

"I have an apartment, I'm willing to share." He shrugged.

Bankotsu was my ex boyfriend. The only reason we had broken up was because he moved to America but he never really said why. He also never said he'd be in this college, the same one that I would be attending, but for a different reason. He was still good looking, better looking actually, and was as charming as ever. I didn't think living with him would be a good idea but I didn't have much of an option, I was running out of places.

Narrator POV

"She's in the United States now..." the voice informed.

"Thank you." The man commented before hanging up. He cracked his knuckles and smirked towards his best friend. He got on his phone and tracked down a phone number. "Thank God for Bankotsu, I couldn't have done this without him."

"Hiten, you're going to do it again?" the man asked, worried.

"Akio, don't worry about it. She means more to me than the others have." Hiten informed.