AUTHORS NOTE: Longer than usual chapter here. I know I promised more spicy at some point but I've had to split chapters. Spicy coming soon, it'll make more sense then. XD Comment and do all that good stuff my peeps!

-Georgie x

'Y'know what mum, I think you would've really liked it here.'

I was talking to a framed photo of my mother, underneath the nice big tree I had found on my runs across the school grounds. Apparently it was a ginkgo tree, I had no idea they got as big as this one but to be honest I hadn't really seen one in real life to begin with. It was massive, with loads of twisty, knobbly branches covered in beautifully shaped leaves. I brought my small backpack with me that I had a few things in; namely a blanket, some snacks, my water bottle and the photo of my mum. I had been told by my school councillor after my mum had died that it may be a good idea for me to talk to a photo of her when I needed to, as a way to mourn and grieve her properly. I spoke to her every day to be gin with, but now I only spoke to her on specific occasions.

I had to admit, I think it was a good way for me to cope with what had happened and how I instantly became an orphan when she died. I did however unconsciously end up dressing and looking like my mum sometimes. She had me in the late eighties and I specifically remember how she was in the mid to late nineties. I loved her style then, she always looked so cool and grunge and punky too. Combat boots with torn jeans or leggings with chunky socks and flannel shirts, over sized sweaters, band t-shirts and messy hair. Today probably would have made her proud, I was wearing stone wash jeans with tears at the knees I did myself through nothing but wear, Converse baseball boots and my mums Pearl Jam t-shirt and her red tartan flannel shirt with the sleeves rolled up. I loved it.

I was sat cross legged on the blanket with a selection of snacks from back home I had managed to find over here, in a very small specialist British shop. Everything cost a fortune because of import tax and shipping and stuff; sometimes all a girl wants is a pack of custard cream biscuits, a bag of Fruit Pastilles and a big box of Malteasers. I had stashed a few cans in my bag too, a can of Vimto and a can of Apple Tango. I was practically crying when I saw them in the shop, in fact the owners; a British couple who emigrated here even gave me a free can of Lilt I think to stop me from bawling, but it just made me well up more. Either way, I left the place snivelling all snotty with red bleary eyes.

'I'm still training mum, or trying to at least. They keep me busy here, I mean I'm actually going out on missions and stuff!' I opened the can of Lilt and proceeded to take a sip. 'I don't get randomly called out to Nowhere, Wales at like five in the morning to deal with a bunch of low level curses being a nuisance.'

I opened the pack of biscuits and ate a few of those. I did wish I had a mug of tea or coffee to dunk them in. I could take the rest back to the school and make some tea later for that.

'I came over with Janey, she's doing extra training to go in to a supervisory role as well as exorcise cursed spirits too. We haven't been made aware of any more new sorcerers since Trey's cousin Kane a few years ago. And there was that girl Alina from Switzerland, I haven't seen her in ages though I think she's a little older than Janey. The guy Matias from Barcelona is still going too so I've heard.'

I always gave my mum the gossip and news about what was going on in the Jujutsu world, she had been a sorcerer herself at one point. She had some control over electricity, like she was able to discharge a weird electrical current through conductive material; most of the time she used a length of stainless steel pipe with a ninety degree t-joint on the end as her weapon that her energy could flow through when she made contact. She was strong and skilled, but knowing what I knew now; my mum would probably be at best around a grade two. And grade two sorcerers were more than enough to deal with the curses we had back home or around most of Europe. I was apparently one of the strongest in recent years in all of Europe. Go me.

'I've made some friends here though mum, at the school. And Nikki is over here too, because of her dads work. We go out frequently which is nice. I still don't have a real boyfriend yet though, but remember I told you about that time I snuck out of the Old Man's house and went to a house party?' I started chuckling at my own story.

'Well, I um… did it, with one of the boys in my year who said he fancied me and it was AWFUL MUM!' I cackled. 'Old Man Wilson found out I snuck out to go to a party and he like, grounded me from social stuff till the new year.'

I didn't have any other female relatives to talk about this kinda stuff with. I mean I probably could with Janey, she was a little bit like the big sister I never had. But I didn't want to burden her with any of that. Well I never asked her much before, so maybe I could. I dunno.

'There's boys here at the school. They're all nice enough, like Suguru and Nanami. I get on with both of them really well and I train with them sometimes, then there's Haibara who just reminds me of a puppy. Then there's Satoru. I didn't know what to think of him at first, then at one point he just really, really pissed me off because all he ever did was tease me and wind me up but now…'

I had to pause and think to myself before I said anything out loud, well for my mothers benefit wherever she may be.

'But now, I think we get on. I mean, we both tease each other now. It's been a lot better since he started talking more English to me and I learnt a lot more Japanese but, I dunno. He's been really kind to me recently.' I smiled through my words, then instantly scowled. 'Though he could just be doing the typical boy thing, lull me in to a false sense of security just to get in my knickers. I dunno. He is nice to look at though.' I shrugged. I laid back down on to the blanket and stared up at the clear blue sky through the leaves of the ginkgo tree, swaying gently through the light breeze that made the heat from the sun more clement.

It had been a little while since I had gone in to the city to run my errands. I picked up all my stupid dry cleaning and made sure I found all the sweets I had thought of, namely the cherry Pocky and the cherry mochi. It didn't take me too long to do what I needed; so I made my way back to the school as quickly as possible, dropping off all my dry cleaning and sweets I got for my stash in my room before I went out again to find Gigi. I took the cherry sweets with me in a small paper bag.

It was about a ten or fifteen minute walk up to the big ginkgo tree that she said she would be under. Sure enough, she was there; lying down on a tartan blanket staring up at the sky. I noticed there was a photo frame propped up in the grass beside her. I walked over casually, announcing my arrival.

'Hey Gigi.' I said as I walked over. She pushed herself upright and rubbed her eyes with the back of her hands, she looked like she had just been crying.

'Oh, hey Satoru. How was your trip in to the city?' She asked me. I sat down beside her on the blanket.

'Nothing special, I had some stuff to do but…' I held up the small paper bag. 'I got us some snacks to share.'

I tipped the bag out on to the blanket to show her the few boxes of Pocky and the delicately wrapped mochi, labelled with cherry stickers on them.

'Are they all cherry?' Gigi asked. I nodded.

'Aw that's awesome! Here, I have some snacks too, from back home here you can try them.' She beamed at me.

We opened up all of our treats and dug in. Gigi went straight for the cherry mochi.

'Mmm these are lovely.' She said after trying the mochi. 'I thought mochi like this usually had sweet red bean paste in the middle, but these are different.'

'Yeah these ones have some fruit jam in the middle, black cherry.' I said ' I get these from my favourite mochi vendor, they do loads of other fruit flavours too.'

I had barely even finished talking when I watched her shove another cherry mochi in her mouth whole. She looked a little embarrassed, started chewing really quickly then managed to mumble out.

'Sorry, but they're really good!'

I laughed at her as she chewed frantically and gulped down the mochi, ready for the next treat. I handed over an open box of cherry Pocky, motioning for her to try them whilst she pointed an open sweet bag at me.

'These are Fruit Pastilles, they're like a fruity jelly sweet. They've been around for like, over one hundred and twenty years!'

I tried a few of them, they were slightly gummy in texture but were dusted in sugar and had a really strong fruity flavour, different for each sweet.

'Oh these are really flavourful!' I said. 'I like them. How are the cherry Pocky?'

'I like these too, I love cherry anything. Oh, try one of these now.' Gigi picked up a long packet and handed it to me, I read what it said on it. "Custard Creams."

'Biscuits?' I said. Gigi nodded.

'They're nice on their own, but we we get back to the school I'll make you a nice cup of sweet milky tea or coffee and you dunk these in it then eat them. It'll change your life I swear.' She grinned at me.

'I'll hold you to that.' I said as I took a bit of the biscuit. It was super sweet and snapped with a satisfying sound and a lovely crunch. 'I like these too.'

We sat and munched through our snacks. Gigi shared her cans of soda with me which were nothing like what we had in Japan, but they were really good too. I figured I had been sat with her long enough now that I could ask about her mother and if she was genuinely okay with me being there.

'Gigi if you want to be on your own I can go if you want me to?' I asked her. She instantly started shaking her head.

'No please don't, you don't have to. It's, actually been nice having a bit of company.'

'That's your mother yeah?' I said pointing to the picture frame beside Gigi. 'You look just like her.'

Gigi picked up the frame and smiled at the photo inside.

'I get that a lot.' She grinned. 'This was round the early nineties she had just had me.'

Her mother had the same greeny-brown eyes, the same creamy pale complexion dotted with a few freckles and the long dark, rich black hair. They even smiled the same; cheeky, almost concealing a giggle but showing the slightest hint of dimples.

'What was her name?'

'Antonia.'

'That's a nice name. She gave you a nice name too.'

Gigi looked at me and smiled, looking a little embarrassed again. I always felt like I had won something when I managed to make her embarrassed or if I got her to blush. She had been my main source of entertainment for a while now and was an easy target to tease, but I found it more fun teasing her now as she could actually tease me back. That wasn't me teasing though, I really did think her name was pretty. I thought she was pretty. Gigi always had a positive attitude and genuinely cared about everyone. She never thought lesser of people, nor did she think she was any better and she was always considerate.

I thought she was the complete opposite of me and she had told me of all my failings regularly when I had pushed her too far with my teasing. I was arrogant, egotistical, overly confident and insensitive. Which I suppose I was, I'm not saying I'm not any of those; but if anything it was because I hated ignorance, intentional stupidity and weak people who didn't deem it necessary to better themselves, so they didn't have to rely on everyone else stronger and better than them all the time. I thought rationally and logically and I wasn't very good at showing my emotions properly, but I enjoyed being around those I could debate and argue with and stuck up for themselves.

I think this is why I got on with Suguru as well as I did and now, Gigi. She was intelligent and feisty when she needed to be. Suguru and I had heated arguments all the time and went back to being best friends instantly after; but Gigi had the stones to put me in my place and full on kick my ass if she wanted to. I thought that was kinda hot. I was spoiled growing up, really spoiled and nobody not even the grown ups or elders would even dream of saying no to me, all because I was born with the six eyes and Limitless. Gigi did not care even knowing all this, she treated me like everyone else now. Me, the privileged one who had everything given to them on a silver platter and her; growing up with no father and going through the death of her mother at a young age with no other family to rely on.

She still had time to be kind and patient and nice with everyone, even me after all the grief I gave her. Gigi made me feel comfortable; comfortable that I now didn't need to act up around her and that I could be myself and let my emotional guard down and she never acted like she pitied me.

I had dozed off, lying down on the blanket next to Gigi who was sound asleep. I never got any proper sleep. Any sleep I did get was just a series of long naps every so often. But I was that comfortable before I just fell asleep and was out for a good hour. I felt really good after. Gigi was stirring as I watched her, but she soon opened her eyes and looked me me groggily.

'Hey.' I said.

'Hey. Is it morning?' Gigi asked. She was really out of it.

'Ha, no it's mid afternoon. We both fell asleep. C'mon, you wanna head back to the school?'

She nodded and rubbed her eyes, dragging her fingers through her hair in some vain attempt to straighten it out. I helped her pack up her stuff in to her backpack which she slung over her shoulder.

'Hey you want a piggy back ride?' I asked her, she still seemed pretty out of it and sleepy. She nodded.

'Are you sure I mean, I think I'm kinda heavy.' Gigi said as she rubbed her eyes again.

'Pft hey I'm really strong, in fact… I'm the strongest.'

'The strongest at what?'

'The strongest in general. You getting on my back or what?'

'Dude I'm only small.'

I crouched down for her and she clambered on to my back. I faked that she was really really heavy when I held on to her legs and hiked her up as she wrapped her arms round my neck.

'Ugh so heavy! I mean I'm strong but I'm not that strong!' I whined, a hint of sarcasm in my voice so show I was joking with my teasing of her. She wasn't heavy at all, she was absolutely tiny, barely fifty kilograms I'd guess.

'Hey you cheeky bugger!' She squeaked at me. I just laughed.

'C'mon lets go back and get some dinner.' I said as I set off walking back to the school. Gigi leaned forward in to me, I could feel her ample chest pushing in to my back as she rested her chin on my shoulder and tightened her arms around me. I could feel her warm breath on my neck and her soft mellow voice, slightly husky in my ear;

'Mmm you smell really good.'

She was nuzzling in to me now and it was turning me on. I don't know how long I was gonna last till I made a move on her. I was just hoping and praying that if and when I did, she didn't shoot me down. I needed to know how she felt about me, for real. No bullshit on my part.