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Love Is A Curious Thing
The way it truly happens is an absolute mystery.
Sometimes it's tragic, sometimes it's a bliss.
Sometimes it's forbidden, other times it's approved.
Love...really is a curious thing.
by Suki Takama.
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I put my pencil down and reread it, smiling with satisfaction. Then, I looked back up and admired the city-lights. But, I should get home soon because for one thing, I'll get grounded for coming home past my curfew, and another, I am terrified of the dark. I closed my notebook and hurried home.
"Suki, please don't come home late anymore." My mother pleaded. She was just too soft with me, but I did get a good yelling every once in awhile. "Yes..." I mumble and go upstairs to catch a few Z's. I change into my pajamas, which are long red cotton pants and a black tang top. I brush my teeth, turn off the lights, and went to sleep.
I was having a rather nice dream. I was in a meadow, barefoot, sun shining brightly but not too strongly. There was a gentle breeze kissing my skin. I enjoyed the dream while I still could, until I saw a reflection of myself even though there wasn't a mirror. She was pretty much the same, except she had orange eyes and big fluffy angel wings. We stared at each other for awhile. She tucked her golden hair behind her ear and reached out for me. Since it was just a dream, I touched her hand. I immediately felt remorse.We collided into each other, but there wasn't a crash. We fell into each other, and I knew we had become each other. I felt large wings pop from my back and my hair flailed around wildly. I felt my wings automatically flap a bit and it carried me up into the air.
My eyes snapped open in surprise. My chest heaved up and down. I was covered in sweat. How disgusting. I made a face and kicked the covers off my body, and stumbled to the bathroom. I splashed my face with chilled water and brushed my teeth. After that, I snatched a towel and turned the shower on. I stripped my clothes off and set my towel on the sink counter. My hand reached out to feel steamy water, so it was ready. I hopped into the shower and thought about my dream again. It was so...real. I rinsed the rich lather from my hair and dried my body with my towel.
I searched for my uniform in my closet, allowing my towel to drop on the floor. I hauled my uniform from the barrier of clothes that got in my way. I hated the Sarayakashi Uniform. Skirts should never go past the knees. I sigh in annoyance and go downstairs. I grab a glass of milk my mother had displayed and gulped it down, skipping the food. I went out the door and made my way to school.
I continued to mope about my uniform. I wish I could wear whatever I wanted like Yusuke. He had been my best friend since the teddy-bear era. In case you didn't know, that means I met him when I was about 3 or 4 years old. He was like my bodyguard, if I ever got into a fight, he'd be more than happy to kick some a**. I smile in delight and open the doors to my school.
After school was let out, I decided to go straight home and get the hell out of this uniform. I slipped into a white and neon pink striped shirt and a black cardigan, and struggled into a little black shorts. I put on mary-janes since they were already there. I ran downstairs excitedly and bursted out the door. I was wondering if Yusuke was near or maybe Keiko. Yeah, she was strict but only because she cared. I closed my eyes and tried to imagine where they could be as I walked. I felt something push me down. I gritted my teeth as I got knocked on my a**. "Hey!" I shout as I threw my head up to see who it was. He seemed absolutely sorry. "My apologies, miss." He stuck out his hand. I took it and he hauled myself up. I studied his long red hair and caring emerald eyes. I got up in his face, real close. "Do I know you?" He laughed nervously. "I think I know YOU," He guessed and took a step back,"Suki Takama, correct?" I blink, surprised. "Hm, who are you?" I request. "Suichi Minamino." He smiled. A wave of realization washed over me. "Oh yeah! You're Sarayakashi High's girl heartthrob!" I pointed out. He laughed again. "Er, I suppose that's what you can say." "But how do you know me?" I ask. "Well, Yusuke tends to talk about you from time to time." Suichi replied. I smiled, "Really, like what?" He blinked and said,"He says you can be a real pain in the neck." My face fell. "But he cares about you." I feel relieved. "I'll see you around, need to study." He waved goodbye. I remember another thing. He ranked number 1 at school.
I was sitting on the bench, doing homework and listening to my iPod. A shadow casted over me. I gazed up to see Yusuke. I take out the headphones that were plugged in my ears. "Hey Yusuke, I didn't see you at school today. Or yesterday" I sneered. He rolled his eyes in annoyance and plopped down next to me. "I'm busy too, ya know." I snorted at his retort,"Oh really? You make reservations for all the asses who wanna fight with out?" He grinned. "Something even better." I get interested. "Really? An agent? MMA fighter? Underwear model?" Yusuke seems surprised by my guesses,"No, no, and no way." I sighed. "Then what are you?" I turned towards him and he appeared regretful that he even brought this up. "Nothing." I kicked his ankle. "Tell me. You know how I feel about secrets." He didn't seem bothered by the pain in his ankle, but I knew it was throbbing. "If you won't tell me, you need to carry me home." I demanded. "Deal." He perked up and threw me on his back. I was going to protest and make him tell me, but well, it was a free ride home. I shrugged and just enjoyed it.
He dropped me on the front steps. "Thanks." I smiled and stood up. He nodded. "By the way, Yusuke, I hope you intend to tell me what your "job" is." I frowned and opened the door. "Who knows." He sighed. The sun was setting. It was the perfect moment to tell him that I did care for our friendship, so, I did. He turned his head back at me,"Heh. I do too." He started walking. I stared directly into the sunlight and that's when it happened.
My body tingled and felt weightless. I looked into the mirror to my left. My eyes were losing it's blue color and orange began to take it's place. "Yusuke..." I moan out, hoping he didn't get too far. My head throbbed like crazy, as a result to dropping to my knees. "Suki!" I heard Yusuke's voice. I struggled to look up. Everything was blurry, I could hardly even see Yusuke now. "What's going on..." I feel lightheaded. I groaned in pain and clutched my head. "Ow..." "s**t...you need to get to Koenma..." Who was Koenma? A new doctor in town? My mind began to draw blank, and I blacked out.
I woke up and gasped. I attempted to look at my surroundings but my head still felt like a pile of s**t. "Suki, you're fine...or, atleast better than before." I was in Yusuke's arms. He slowly set me down on the ground. I saw Kuwabara and Suichi. "Yusuke...what are they doing here?" I mumbled as I pointed at them. He didn't answer. I noticed another one, a bit taller than me. He had deep crimson eyes and black spikey hair. He wore a black cloak and a white scarf. "Who's he?" I asked as I managed to regain my balance and the pain in my head had dimmed quite a bit. "Hiei. The best 3 eyed demon you'll ever meet." Yusuke grinned and put his arm around Hiei. He grunted and shoved him away.
"Onto the important stuff. Why am I here?" I demanded. "For one thing, there might be a chance you might not be human." I gawked to my side. I saw a little toddler with a binky trapped in his mouth. I stare at Yusuke, expecting him to explain. "Fine! Remember when I died last year?" He asked. My eyes widened a little. Yusuke got hit by a car last year and he came back to life 1 week later. I guess I have God to thank for that. I turned my attention to Yusuke,"Yeah. Why?"
"Well, I made a huge deal with this toddler named Koenma here. If he brought me back to life, I would be have to become a Spirit Detective and I've been killing a mass amount of demons behind your back! That's my job!" He confessed. I stared at Yusuke, feeling hurt. "Look, Suki, I'm sorry and you know I love you and all but I only did it to protect you." I've heard that s**t plenty of times. I drew my hand back into a fist and punched him in the face. "Damn, Suki! Why?!" He rubbed his nose. "What do you think, baka-chan?" I cried out and kicked his groin. "You've been killing demons and you didn't give a damn to even tell me!" I stomped my foot. Koenma stepped into the conversation. "Please, Suki, let's get to the point. Everyone here is a demon except Kuwabara." He said. "And me." I rose my hand. "About that, Suki." He frowned.
I gawked at Koenma in surprise. "What?"
"Well, judging by your Spirit Energy, it's off the scale for a human."
"Oh, thank you." I gushed.
"You're welcome. Anyways, there's a chance that's you're not human. Or, possibly not ALL human. Have you had any weird dreams lately?"
"Hm, well, funny you mention it. I had the strangest dream. It was about me and a clone, only she had orange eyes and wings. Then, we touched and I had wings and orange eyes." I frowned tightly.
"I've heard of these dreams. The rare maiden dream!" Koenma said, with a hint of amazement in his voice.
"Yeah...I'm a maiden." I said, not too dazzled.
"No, we're talking about ANGEL maiden, Suki."
Now I interested, but I wasn't really buying it. "How can I be a maiden even though my mother is human?"
"Either your mother had been hiding a secret from you that she is a maiden, or you've been touched by a demon other than Yusuke, Kurama, or Hiei."
"Who's Kurama?"
Koenma pointed to Suichi. "What?! You told me your name was Suichi Minamino!" I shouted. "I'm sorry. Since you know I'm demon anyways, my human name is Suichi, but my demon name is Yoko Kurama." I rubbed my temples. All of this was going through my head in one go. My all time friend and school heartthrob are demons and Kuwabara was in on it too. I was in a world where babies could talk and tell me I was a maiden.
"Even if I AM a maiden, what type?"
"Sun maiden, perhaps. Since you mentioned you're eyes turned orange in the dream."
I sigh and leaned against the desk. My head was hurting again, almost worse than before I came here.
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