Forgetting Me

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- - - -Chapter 2: Feeling of nostalgia- - - -

Yet I think nostalgia of any kind is a double-edged sword. When people see a TV show title from their youth, they're looking for a piece of that old experience to come back, and the truth is, they'll never recapture it.

~Frank Spotnitz~

Mayura couldn't help but give a pout to the teacher in front of her. She was given a punishment again to clean up their classroom after school. This was her 3rd time on being late for this week. Was it her fault that she had things to do every time school finishes?

Wait… did she usually do stuff aside from seeking mysteries that she usually tries to find or solve? Hmm… What a FUSHIGI MYSTERY!

School soon ended without any problems and she hurried off to her punishment and decided that she shouldn't waste time unto cleaning. Grabbing the cleaning materials she needed, she began to clean. Once she finished her task, a classmate of hers, Kotarou Kakinouchi, paid her a visit.

"You're in a hurry," the blonde-student commented, watching the mystery girl put all of the cleaning stuff back to its supply closet in a hurry. "Going somewhere?"

Mayura smiled at her classmate, grabbing her schoolbag as she walked towards him. "Ah, Kotarou! Yeah I am. I'm just off to…" she trailed off, wondering what she was supposed to say next.

"Off to where?"

"Hmm… I'm not sure. I don't remember what I was going to say next."

Kotarou sighed. "You're still dense as ever Daidouji."

The pink-haired teen huffed at his comment. Of course she knew that, but she didn't want anyone to remind her of it. Especially if it was Kotarou; the know-it-all rich kid. "Mou…I know that already! You don't have to remind me about it every second of my life."

"I'm glad I may be of service to you." Kotarou bowed in a gentlemanly manner causing Mayura to roll her eyes.

"Well - I'd love to sit down and chat but I gotta go. Papa will be mad if I don't come home straight away. Bye Kotarou!" With that, Mayura bid her farewell to him and ran off towards the school's gate.

The sun was setting and she knew she had to be at home soon before her father would start a tantrum. Humming a random tune, she decided she was going to take a different route home. While walking, she gathered her thoughts about school. There weren't any paranormal mysteries she could solve and it was starting to bore her. She wondered if she was ever going to find one. Even though her father was a Shinto priest, she didn't possess the power to see spirits and ghosts like her father can, even though he always denied that the paranormal wasn't real.

She was still in her own world and didn't notice a rock staying still in her way before she tripped and came crashing down the hard ground. That was embarrassing.

She groaned when she sat up. It was a good thing no one was around to see her embarrassing fall and she mentally sighed in relief. Mayura was about to get up but something stopped her. To her right were pieces of wood and cement being burned as all of the materials lay on the grassy ground. The place felt so nostalgic and Mayura racked her brain if she ever had been here in this exact place. She had been here only two or three times and she remembered that she never felt this feeling before. The feeing of nostalgia.

Shaking her head, she headed over to a burned sign and looked it over.

"En-ah-ku d-te-tie gen-c?" Huh? She didn't understand what she read at all. Of course she wouldn't be able to, since the sign was practically burnt and the letters weren't clear at all.

With a shrug, she decided to leave it at that and head straight home. She hummed the same tune again while thoughts about some mysteries she could find and solve came straight to her mind – the burnt pieces of materials and sign already out of her mind.

:: End ::

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