AN: Hey guys, I want to keep hearing reviews from you. Now, this chapter I want to twist around a bit.
Michiru sat at home and kept glancing at the e-mail. She wondered what was going on in the school, a week ago everything had been fine. Now, all of a sudden, nothing. It was like doing a Math test and all the answers are near you but yet so far.
"Hmm..." the girl looked down at the e-mail. She walked around her house and found a piece of paper and started writing down a possible article Mitsuki may allow her to write if she got enough information on what was going on.
Michiru wrote with a black pen, her hand slightly smudged the black ink. She started a rough little chart.
-Disappearing students reappearing with no memory after looking like their soul was taken.
-No memory of coming to school, and like they just arrived late.
- Weird way of talking
-Seem really emotionless
"I should keep a list on this stuff," Michiru said to herself with a smirk. "Maybe one article wouldn't be bad." Michiru folded the paper and ran up to her room and placed the paper on her desk. "Maybe I better keep an eye on the activity."
A Couple Weeks Later
Michiru sat at her desk, school hadn't been cancelled. Haruka hadn't been there for awhile, but some activity had still been going on through out the school. Michiru looked at the desk beside her.
It's been two weeks since Haruka was last in school. I'd take her school work to her but I have no idea where she lives...nor her phone number. I should look up her phone number tonight.
"MICHIRU!" yelled a voice. Michiru looked up to see Saku. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm totally fine," Michiru lied with a smile which her friend didn't believe.
"Michiru," she said sitting in Haruka's chair looking at her friend. "You know I can tell when you're lying to me. We've known each other for quite awhile, please tell me what's wrong."
Michiru looked at the floor before looking up at her friend who had a worried written all over her face.
"Okay, you know how Haruka hasn't been here the past two weeks?" Michiru asked her curiously as she nodded. "I'm worried something happened to her. She could be in the hospital for all I know and who might know why. I don't know what I can do."
"You don't have her phone number or anything?" Saku asked as Michiru shook her head.
Mr. Carlton entered the room and Saku went back to her normal seat and Mr. Carlton took attendance. Beside Mr. Carlton were three girls.
Michiru looked at them curiously, they all had silver hair that looked like it could be fabric and blue eyes which looked like cold ice from a winter storm and were all wearing white uniforms with a red tie at the top and white knee high socks with black shoes.
"Everyone, these are some new students of ours," Mr. Carlton said. "It seems we have a lot of them coming in lately. These are the Tenshi sisters." (Tenshi: means Angel).
"I'm Natsu," the tallest girl said. "It's a pleasure to meet you all." Her voice sounded sweet and she gave a small wave. (Natsu: summer).
"I'm Aki," the middle girl said with her hands behind her back. "I hope everyone will be nice to me and I hope I can meet a lot of new friends." (Aki: Fall).
"I'm Chou," the smallest of the three said. "I came here from Blank High School." (Chou: Butterfly).
A girl with blonde hair and red earrings looked at the three girls. "Why are you wearing different uniforms than the rest of us?"
"We haven't got our new uniforms yet," Aki explained with a smirk. "Does it really matter what kind of uniform we wear? As long as we can fit in with everyone, I personally think everything will be fine."
"Well now, girls, take your seats," Mr. Carlton said. "You can pick where you want to sit."
Chou sat beside Saku and smirked at her while Aki sat behind Michiru and Natsu was four desks away from Saku.
"Hi," Chou whispered to Saku. "What kind of teacher is he like?"
"Awesome, we get no homework," Saku whispered back with a smile.
Michiru waited for the day to pass by, the club wasn't open today. Luckily, the other couple of weeks the paper had gotten out and Michiru went by the name of "Mysterious Sea." She went home by herself and turned on her computer after school.
She typed in "Tennoh." on a phone number search. She found Haruka's phone number and dialed it.
No answer, just an answering machine.
"Geez, Haruka," she muttered as she looked for the blonde's address. "I feel like a stalker, but I feel drawn to her and I want to know why she hasn't been to school for awhile. I tried asking the staff at school but of course they can't give that kind of information to me. It's left in my hands."
An address popped up on the screen.
429 Movine Drive
Michiru knew that street, but that house had been empty for quite awhile. It had been up on a large hill with black shingles, black bricks, and a black door and very old windows but it still stood there.
Before leaving, Michiru did some research on the house.
The house was built in the 1800's by Fujimaki Rizu, a famous architect. He lived in the house with his son and wife until he died of lung cancer. In 1860, his wife finally passed away and their son died of liver cancer at the age of 20.
The house is called the "Rizu Hill Home," and many people don't buy the house.
"Well, the last sentence was fake," Michiru said as she remembered the text in her mind and she ran down the street with her sweater on and her boots clicking on the side walk.
Haruka...Haruka...was ran through Michiru's mind. "I wish I could drive, this would make life so much easier. I hate being sixteen sometimes." (The age to start driving in Japan is 18).
The sun was slowly setting and Michiru's wrist watch said it was currently 5:06 p.m. she had left her mom and note letting her know she was going out. Finally, after half an hour she reached the house and walked up the stairs trying to catch her breath and knocked on the door.
"Hello?" said an voice.
Michiru looked up and saw a lady with long blonde hair and light teal eyes, she was thin and wearing a blue sweater and jeans. She looked young if she was truly Haruka's mother, she looked really nice though.
"Are you miss Tennoh?" she asked curiously as the lady nodded slowly. "Is Haruka home?"
"May I ask your name, dear?" the lady asked as Michiru tried to catch her breath.
"Michiru," she said. "Has Haruka ever mentioned me?"
The lady smiled. "You're the famous Michiru. Haruka talks about you all the time."
The aqua haired teen blushed. "May I come in and see Haruka?"
"Yes, she's just feeling a little under the weather," her mom said closing the door behind Michiru as the girl looked around the house. "It's an awful flu for the poor girl to have."
"When did she get sick?" Michiru said, she tried playing dumb.
"Two weeks ago, how did you find our address?" Haruka's mom asked. "Come with me dear, we can talk over some tea."
Michiru followed Haruka's mom to the kitchen.
The house had white flooring and nice furniture and a long mirror near the entrance of the kitchen. Michiru looked in the mirror really quick to fix her hair then sat down with Haruka's mom.
"So you're in Haruka's history class?" Haruka's mom said as she handed Michiru a white tea cup.
It was the same colour as the kitchen, totally white and clean and red carpet under the floor.
"Yes," Michiru said taking a sip of the black tea. "The work load isn't much in the class, but what about Haruka's other classes? She could be falling behind."
"I'm worried for her too dear. Maybe tomorrow could you pick up her work for her," Haruka's mom asked finishing her tea and pouring another cup. "Haruka always seems to get easily sick near the start of December and I'm not sure why."
"Maybe she just gets easily sick," Michiru suggested. "Have you talked to a doctor before?"
"Plenty of times, but they say they see nothing wrong with her," Haruka's mother admitted as she put some plates in a cupboard near some glasses. "Now, go see Haruka. Her room is the first door to your left upstairs."
Michiru nodded, and pushed in her chair and went to Haruka's room and opened the door.
The blonde opened her eyes and looked who was standing at the door, she expected her mom but to her surprise is was Michiru.
"Michiru," Haruka said with a slight cough. The blonde had blue pajamas on along with very pale skin. "What are you doing here?"
Michiru pulled the chair from Haruka's desk up close to her.
"I came to see you, I've been worried," Michiru admitted as she held the blonde's hand. "I mean, you haven't come to school for the last two weeks. In History the work isn't a lot, as usual. But what about your other classes?"
"I know that," Haruka said looking at the floor. "I shouldn't have come to school near December. I get sick a lot this time of year." Michiru nodded and listened to the information she had already her from Haruka's mom.
"I'll pick up your work for you tomorrow if you'd like," Michiru said with a smile. "I can help you catch up with some of it."
Haruka smiled. "Thank you Michiru. Anything new happen?"
"Well, the attacks at the school haven't been as bad before. You know that, don't you?" Michiru asked.
"To be honest, no," Haruka said. "I've been in bed for two weeks straight drinking water, and eating soup that my mom makes."
"Also, three students came to our History class. They're kind of weird, they're three sisters with the last name Tenshi," Michiru explained as Haruka just kept looking at her. "They look and sound like robots to me. The boys think they're cute, of course."
Suddenly, Michiru's phone went off. It was Saku who texted her.
Michiru, another student was attacked along with three boys from Euzu Middle School. It keeps getting creepier around here. It's been on the news for the last hour. A girl named Chi told me that she thinks those new sisters have been up to these attacks, she's seen them before at their old high school.
"Attacks," Michiru muttered. "What's going on these days?"
I need to protect everyone, but how...?
"Michiru," Haruka said as she had been shaking Michiru's shoulder. "Are you okay? You were spacing out, and I'm saying that while I'm sick. My body feels so weak, I need some water or something."
"Saku texted me," Michiru said. "Here."
Haruka read the text messages. "Attacks," she said just like Michiru.
"Yeah, you know the students who have gotten hurt and come back with no memory and seem like their soul was taken out of them?" Michiru asked.
"I saw the e-mail about it before I got sick," Haruka explained. "I'm gunna go for a nap now, Michiru. Could you bring my work for me tomorrow? I'll be waiting here. I should be at school next week. Here's my schedule." Michiru looked at what classes Haruka had and nodded.
"I promise I'll get the work for you," Michiru said with a smile. "Now, I guess I'll let you sleep. Bye, sleep tight Haruka."
Haruka nodded and put her head on her pillow and drifted into a deep sleep.
Michiru came down the stairs listening to them creak with every step she took.
"Are you two done already?" Haruka's mom asked looking up from her book that looked to be in Chinese.
"Yes, Haruka wanted to go for a nap," Michiru said as she went to the door to slip her shoes back on. "I'll be back tomorrow with her work, okay? Is there a certain time you would like me to come at?"
"Maybe 6 or so," Haruka's mom said with a smile. "Okay?"
"Alright, good-bye!" Michiru said as she slipped out the door with Haruka's timetable in her bag and walked down and looked at Haruka's bedroom window.
Michiru walked down the street and saw the three new girls from her class, they bumped into each other.
"We're sorry," they said in union and saw Michiru.
"Oh, Kaiou," Aki said looking at Michiru with a smile. "Where are you going?"
"The coffee shop," Michiru told them with a smile on her face, she really wanted to get away from these girls.
"Sounds nice," Natsu said. "We just came from a study group with our friends. It was fun. I think one day we should all get coffee together, alright?"
"That might be a good idea," Michiru said looking at Natsu's lifeless eyes, feeling like she was being sucked into them. "Okay, I need to go."
Michiru ran down to the coffee shop and got a hot chocolate and walked home alone and upstairs to her room.
When it was finally 11:30 pm, the girl got ready for bed but kept thinking about the attacks. Sleep didn't come easily to her that night...
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