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Post by Aoimoto Tsurara on Mar 2, 2010 19:16:03 GMT -5
After hours of wondering, Tsurara found herself the park. She was still shaken by what had happened to at the Doki Doki Darling Shop. She was scared she was going to hear that voice in her head again. Things like this never happened to her before and she was starting to wonder if something was wrong with her.
Trying to calm down she took a seat on a bench by the fountain. She ran her fingers through her bangs pulling then away from her face. She sighed as she hunched over buried her face in her hands and let her hair fall freely around herself. I really should go home... maybe work on that English assignment that's due on Friday... I just want to forget today happened...
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Post by Chuushin Yuki on Mar 2, 2010 19:48:36 GMT -5
Cutting through the park in order to save time on his return trip home seemed like a good idea at first. Yuki had spent the entire morning acquiring various ingredients for the evening, much longer than he would spend to normally shop for groceries. After all, today was a special day, and he felt the need to spoil Kyoutei in the only way he knew how- with delicious food. He'd managed to convince the rest of the Chuushin family to spend the day out and about so he could have the house to himself for the evening. Though, he kind of got the feeling they'd end up being spied on anyways.
So, wanting to save some time, cutting through the park had seemed like a good idea at the time.
And then he saw her. It was kind of hard for him to miss her, really, she was kind of directly in his path. The girl was sitting on the bench by the fountain, looking as if the world had ended. Something was clearly wrong with her. Although he was half-tempted to leave her, realizing it was none of his business, in the end, Yuki wasn't that kind of person.
"Hey, um," He spoke up, approaching the girl. "Are you feeling alright?" He asked, trying to make himself not look intimidating. That was probably easier said than done, though.
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Post by Aoimoto Tsurara on Mar 2, 2010 21:23:13 GMT -5
Tsurara looked up quickly when she heard voice call out to her. "Huh.." she said her voice sounded as if it had been pulled out of a deep thought. Her big green eyes seemed to be search for something his face for answers. It took a moment to register that the young man was concerned about her. Tsurara had not realized that she had brought this much attention to herself. His voice and appearance had given off the opposite effect, then what had been indenting.
The young red head smoothed back her hair, and then replied. "Oh uhh, I-I'm okay I guess. I'm just not having a very good day." a part of her wanted to reach out to him and tell him everything. About the chocolate shop, about the gorgeous guy who kissed who she was strangely in love with, but didn't know his name. She wanted to tell him about how she unthinkingly pushed them man away, and about the mysterious voice in her head... she wanted to tell him everything, but… she felt that would make him think that she was crazy or something.
Her gaze dropped to her feet. It was written all over Tsurara's face that something was seriously not right, and she was looking for company, but was scared to seek it.
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Post by Chuushin Yuki on Mar 2, 2010 21:49:31 GMT -5
It seemed she was at least willing to talk to him, which was good, Yuki thought as he looked at the red head. Now that he could see her face, he realized just how depressed she looked. He figured something pretty bad must have happened. "I see." He smiled at her a little. "Well, we all have days like that, I'm sure things will get better after a little while?" He offered, tilting his head a bit.
Pausing for a moment, Yuki glanced at his cell phone, quickly checking the time. He had some spare time after all, and he didn't feel right leaving this girl alone like this. Setting down his grocery bags by the side of the bench, he took a seat next to her, and offered her his hand. "I'm Yuki Chuushin, and you? I hope you don't mind me sitting here, it just kind of seems like you need someone to talk to.""
There was another pause, then. "As long as I'm not bothering you, that is."
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Post by Aoimoto Tsurara on Mar 2, 2010 23:26:12 GMT -5
Tsurara tucked few strands of her hair behind her ears. She gave a slight smile. "My name's Aoi... no I mean my name's Tsurara. Just Tsurara." she replied. She had forgotten the name Aoimoto didn't belong to her anymore. It had been years since she had been disowned but for some odd reason she caught herself almost joining it with her name. However Yuki didn't need to know about that.
"Umm… well since you are willing, I guess I could talk to you... since you did go through all the trouble to sit down with me." the soft sound of the kids playing suddenly pulled her attention away from the young man for a moment. Her eyes darted back to Yuki. "I do hope that by the end of all this you don't think that I’m so kind of basket case though." She looked Yuki square in the eye that was not covered. "You promise you won't think that I am a basket case?" she held out her pinky to him. "Before I say anything, you have to pinky swear to me that you won't think that I am crazy when I tell you this, okay?"
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Post by Chuushin Yuki on Mar 3, 2010 20:11:23 GMT -5
Yuki arched an eyebrow a bit as the girl introduced herself, then seemed to change her mind about something, introducing herself by her first name only. He vaguely wondered if she was having some family problems, but it didn't seem like the kind of thing she wanted to talk about to someone she had just met (and he didn't really blame her for it). He did, understand about family issues, though. Even if he had been very young when his biological parents had essentially discarded him, it still left a huge impact on him.
When the girl said something about being mistaken for a basket case, Yuki laughed a little, shaking his head. "Oh no, don't worry, whatever you're about to say, I've probably heard stranger." He assured her, smiling a little. After all, Kotoko sure wasn't hesitant to talk about her younger, delinquent days. The stories she told... well, they sure were something else.
"Eh, pinky swear?" He blinked a little, wondering if people of Tsurara's age were still doing that sort of thing. He didn't want to upset her, however, so he simply held up one of his pinkies to her. That would not be a problem.""
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Post by Aoimoto Tsurara on Mar 3, 2010 23:36:00 GMT -5
Tsurara linked her pinkie with Yuki's, and then separated it. She gave a relieved sigh. "Okay, well it started when I stopped at the Doki Doki Darling shop at Shibuya. I didn't want to try the chocolates but the cute guy well... he gave me a chocolate kiss... meaning he kissed me while giving me a chocolate, and I liked it, I really did, but something happened..." She looked around her because continuing on with her story. "He kissed me a second time and something from inside me pushed him away. I mean latterly I pushed him away. And just as that happened, a voice started screaming in my head. It kept saying no, get away, and danger... it scared me soo much that I ran away... and now I am here and embarrassed, and confused... because it just doesn't make since. I thought I just heart that voice in my dreams... and now it's like she's actually inside my head..."
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Post by Chuushin Yuki on Mar 4, 2010 20:51:24 GMT -5
Yuki wordlessly made the pinky swear, not wanting to say anything to her about it. From the looks of things, that might only upset her more, and that seemed to be the last kind of thing she needed right now. Listening to her story only seemed to confirm his thoughts that more stress was the last thing she needed at the moment.
Even if, well, to be frank, her story actually was a little weird. True, Kotoko had told some pretty strange stories (the cop she had a rivalry with was also a miniskirt wearing trap?), but this was just a little bit out there. Not the chocolate kiss part, no, knowing people like Shinkirou, he knew there were such men out there (and indeed, he did vaguely wonder if it was Shinkirou this girl had met). The voice in her head part was a little weird, though.
"Mmmm, well, maybe he wasn't actually a very nice person?" Yuki offered, after she finished talking. "Perhaps it was just your instincts talking to you." He said, trying to reassure her. "I'm sure there's nothing wrong with you, or anything like that."
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Post by Aoimoto Tsurara on Mar 5, 2010 21:34:47 GMT -5
Tsurara sighed and shook her head. "I don't know... I keep telling myself that, but lately it's been weird. I've been having these dreams about a girl. Sometimes she’s dressed as a princess in a blue dress, or some times she's dressed like a super hero fighting crime, and other times she dressed like royalty during the time of neo queen serenity, and she's always trying to get me to follow her somewhere." She looked at Yuki. "She always wants me to follow her to crystal palace, as if there is something there for me. A part of me wants to follow her, but then there's a part of me that is so scared to it because it feels like if I do something bad is going to happen."
She looked down at her heads once again. "Anyway the voice I heard in my head was my own voice. It was that girl in my dreams voice. I might be a warning or I might just be me… either way it feels like I have my own personal ghost following and I do not like it..."
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Post by Chuushin Yuki on Mar 9, 2010 21:43:50 GMT -5
"Maybe that's who you were in your past life." Yuki suggested, although it was clear he was pretty much joking, unaware that there might be a certain truth in that. "Or maybe your subconscious is just trying to tell you something. Well, I don't know much about this sort of thing, but why don't you go on and follow her the next time you're dreaming? I mean, it is just a dream, right? You can't possibly get hurt in a dream."
It sounded all a little on the absurd side to him, but this girl was obviously very worried about the whole thing, so he wasn't about to mock her or tell her that she was crazy. "I wouldn't worry about it so much if I were you. It doesn't sound like something to get so worked up over." He looked a little sheepish then. "Although, not having ever experienced something like that myself, I guess I couldn't really say that."
"But I guess, try not to let it get to you? You sound like you're really stressed out, and that's never healthy."
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Post by Aoimoto Tsurara on Mar 22, 2010 19:59:31 GMT -5
She wiped her eyes and laughed a bit. "You cloud say I have a lot of stress with just being me most of time." She said.
Just then something strange and yet familiar caught the corner of Tsurara's eye. "Huh..." she blinked a few times not believing what she was seeing at first. She wanted to pinch herself to make sure she wasn't dreaming or hallucinating. She didn't realize it but she was trembling a bit. It can't be... she thought to herself. However, what she was seeing was as real as the young man who was sitting next to her.
She walked passed the two at a very slow and steady strive. He school book in hand. Her short blue tented black hair looked winded. She was the old traditional school sailor uniforms from way back in the 1980's. She was eating a red apple as she red her book. She looked up at Tsurara and Yuki for a moment, and gave a small shy smile and then continued reading. Her deep blue eyes seemed to speak out to her, even though they were hidden behind a pair of thin framed glasses. Come follow me... they seemed to say.
Tsurara looked over at Yuki. "Umm...do you see that young girl w-with the short black hair, glasses, reading a book?" she asked her voice a little shaky.
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