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1 Dreams Part 1
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3 By Amazoness Duo
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4 Amazonessduo@hotmail.com
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5
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6 She smiled gently as she ran a hand through the other girl’s long blonde hair. Bright aquamarine
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7 eyes looked deeply into beautiful violet ones as if they were in a world all their own. She felt the other girl
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8 push a lock of her dark brown hair away from her eyes. She felt as if the other girl could see right through
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9 her, as if she could see into the depths of her soul. That feeling sent shivers through her, the feeling that the
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10 other girl truly knew her better than she knew herself. They didn’t need to say anything. They both knew
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11 the other far too well to need any words right now. She let out a contented sigh as those soft, sweet lips
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12 brushed gently, almost cautiously against her own. How she longed to kiss her lover deeply, passionately.
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13 But she could wait, and that was part of the joy in this moment. The leisure of spending this time with her
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14 one true love. It felt boundless, as if they weren’t confined to this world or to any other, a feeling that they
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15 could just bask in the glow of the others warmth.
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16 Bringing a hand up gingerly to the other girl’s warm cheek, she tilted her head to the side as if to
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17 ask ‘You or I?’ Who was it to be this time? Who would be the one to begin their endless dance again.
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18 Before she knew who had begun this time, she felt the other girl’s lush lips push against her own. This time
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19 the kiss was longer, more drawn out, evoking a gasp from her lover. She brought her hands to the sides of
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20 the other girl’s head, watching the other girl smile sweetly back at her. Her fingers slowly moving across
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21 her lover’s silky skin, she gently caressed her soft lips with her own.
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22 If her entire life had been leading up to one specific place, one specific time, this would be it. But
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23 that was not the case. ‘We’ll be together, you and I, no matter where fate leads. No matter what path we
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24 take, we take it together.’ Pouring her entire being into one kiss, she tried to convey every feeling she was
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25 having to the blonde girl. The other girl matched her point for point as they stood together, both needing the
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26 other to be whole.
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27
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28 Kumiko stretched luxuriously, basking in the warm sunlight that filtered through her bedroom
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29 window. She opened her blinds wide to let in the coming day. She smiled at the sounds of the birds
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30 chirping outside her window. She froze when she heard a groan coming from her bed. Turning quickly, she
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31 caught sight of long blonde hair peeking out from beneath one of Kumiko’s pillows.
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32 “Turn off the light, okay?” Megumi’s tired voice sounded muffled from underneath the pillow.
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33 “Megumi-chan? What are you doing here?” Kumiko asked surprised.
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34 “You don’t remember last night? I came over here late last night because I wanted to see you and
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35 you told me not to go after that. I didn’t.”
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36 Kumiko laughed. “I thought it was a dream.”
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37 “I never have dreams that nice.” Megumi smiled sweetly over at the brown haired girl, watching
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38 her try to adjust her pony tail.
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39 “Megumi-chan…” Kumiko said quietly, crossing the few feet between them with a couple steps.
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40 Leaning down, she kissed the blonde girl for a few blissful moments. “You really better go before my
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41 parents catch you.”
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42 “Kumi, what would be wrong with that? I like your parents. They’re very nice. I’m sure they
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43 would be happy for you,” Megumi said.
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44 “Yeah, maybe, but I still don’t want them catching you in here,” Kumiko gestured to the bedroom
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45 around them.
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46 A knock at the door startled both girls. “Kumiko-chan, breakfast is ready, dear. Hurry up before it
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47 gets cold,” Kumiko’s mother yelled.
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48 “Hai, mom. I’ll be right there.” Turning to Megumi, Kumiko pointed to her closet. “You can
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49 borrow one of my uniforms and I’ll pack a lunch for you.”
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50 Megumi nodded. “Thanks. Today’s cheerleading practice, though.”
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51 Kumiko thought for a moment. “You should have thought of that before you came over,” she said,
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52 sticking out her tongue at the other girl. More seriously, she began to think again. “Could we stop off at
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53 your house on the way to school to pick up your cheerleading uniform? You live close enough that if we
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54 get going soon we should be able to make it in time.” Walking to her closet, Kumiko put her own
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55 cheerleading uniform in her backpack.
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56 Megumi smiled happily. “Thanks, Kumi. I’ll try to get ready quickly then.”
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57 “Okay. See you in a minute.” Giving the blonde girl a soft kiss on the lips, Kumiko picked up her
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58 backpack and hurried out of the room.
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59 “There you are, Kumiko-chan,” her father said as she walked into the kitchen. “We thought you’d
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60 slept in.”
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61 “No, I’m up. I just had to finish some things before I was ready,” Kumiko explained, taking a bite
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62 of the fresh pancakes. They tasted marvelous, but she didn’t have the time to savor them. She made her
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63 way to the refrigerator. Taking a brief look inside, she started grabbing food for two lunches.
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64 Her mother laughed when she looked over at her rushed daughter. “You must be hungry today.”
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65 “I’m making lunch for Megumi-chan, too. Sometimes she forgets,” Kumiko said, wrapping some
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66 leftovers.
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67 “That girl’s sweet. You’re lucky to have a friend like that,” her father said.
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68 “Yeah. She’s the best.” Kumiko smiled. She almost dropped the lunch she was making when she
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69 saw Megumi standing next to her mother in the kitchen. “Megumi-chan?”
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70 “She was right outside. It looks like some people can wake up early,” her mother laughed while
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71 she ushered Megumi inside. Megumi just smiled and waved to Kumiko. “Would you like to stay for
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72 breakfast, Megumi?”
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73 “She’d love to, mom, but we’ve got to get going. Thanks anyway!” Taking a hold of Megumi’s
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74 arm, Kumiko headed for the door. Her parents sweatdropped as they watched their daughter hurrying off.
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75 “Goodbye!! Arigato!” Megumi said to Kumiko’s parents before heading out the door.
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76 “How’d you get there?” Kumiko asked as they started off towards Megumi’s house.
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77 “I climbed out your window and knocked on the front door. Your mother let me in after that,”
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78 Megumi smiled.
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79 “I know what you’re thinking.”
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80 “I like your parents. They’re really nice,” Megumi said.
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81 “So are yours.” Kumiko smiled.
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82 “When they’re home.” Letting out a sigh, Megumi looked over at Kumiko. “Besides, I thought
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83 you said your parents liked me, too.”
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84 Kumiko laughed, brushing some hair out of her eyes. “As another daughter, yeah. You are over at
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85 our house enough to be.”
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86 “See? Your parents should have started guessing with that. And I’m always going places with
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87 you. When you and I are going places Friday nights, you dress up for it. Last time there was a dance, your
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88 parents asked you for over a week who you were going to go with but you kept saying you didn’t know
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89 until you wound up going with me as ‘friends’.” Turning to Kumiko, she grinned. “So maybe they already
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90 know. Or they have to have guessed a few times.”
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91 “Oh, stop it. That’s not funny,” Kumiko said. “Anyway, we better hurry if we want to get to your
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92 house and school on time.”
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93 “Thanks.”
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94 Starting to walk faster, Kumiko blinked as her eyes adjusted to the bright day. “For what?”
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95 “For lunch. That was sweet of you,” Megumi said happily.
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96 “That? Oh, that’s alright.” Kumiko winked at the blonde girl. “Just make sure you eat all of it.”
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97 Megumi giggled. “Of course I will. You made it.” Stopping in front of her house, Megumi pulled
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98 out a house key and unlocked the door. “Would you like to come in, Kumi?”
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99 Kumiko looked at her watch nervously. “No, that’s okay. Just be quick.”
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100 Megumi nodded and headed swiftly into her house. A few moments later, she came out the door,
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101 putting her cheerleader uniform in her backpack.
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102 “Is that everything?” Kumiko asked worriedly as she took another glance at her watch.
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103 “That should be.” Grabbing Kumiko’s arm just above the shoulder, Megumi looked into her eyes.
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104 “Kumi, don’t worry about it. If anything happens, we’ll tell your parents that it was my fault because I
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105 forgot something at home.”
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106 Kumiko shook her head. “No, I wouldn’t say anything like that. Let’s just try to get there on
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107 time.”
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108 “Hai.” Megumi made sure the door was locked before she and Kumiko started running to school.
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109
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110 “So why did you both show up so late?” Asahi asked, pulling on her shoes. She was eager to get to
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111 cheerleading practice so she had dressed hurriedly.
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112 “Oh… We…” Kumiko started. She turned to Megumi and shrugged helplessly. She busied herself
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113 with fixing her pony tail.
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114 “I was waiting to walk to school with Kumi, but by the time we were on our way, I remembered I
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115 left my uniform at home.” Megumi gestured to the cheerleading uniform she was now wearing.
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116 “No wonder. Well, at least you got here. Chisa was betting you wouldn’t and Akari thought one of
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117 you was sick.” Picking up her baton, Asahi checked to make sure everything was perfect. “But I thought
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118 Kumiko-chan just wound up sleeping in again.”
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119 Megumi nodded. “Kumi must have been tired after last night. I did want to get up myself.” She
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120 smiled mischievously at the brown haired girl.
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121 Kumiko blushed and nudged the blonde none too gently. “Megumi-chan…”
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122 Megumi merely giggled and stepped to the side. “Your cranky, Kumi. You didn’t sleep much last
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123 night, did you?” She winked at Kumiko while their friend looked on in confusion.
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124 Before anyone could say another word, a woman in her early twenties entered the room, her dark,
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125 shoulder length hair offsetting calm blue eyes. “You girls almost ready?” She asked.
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126 A faint blush spread over Asahi’s cheeks. She clutched her baton tightly and nodded. “Yes,
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127 Coachie.”
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128 The older woman smiled gently at Asahi. “Good. I’ll be waiting for you.” She paused for a
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129 moment before she turned to leave the room.
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130 Asahi slowly let out a sigh. “Coachie…” she said dreamily. Without looking back, she hurried
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131 after the other woman.
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132 Kumiko turned to Megumi. “That still frightens me.”
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133 Megumi shrugged, looking after their friend. “Coach is really nice, and Asahi’s seemed to like her
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134 since the first day she showed up for gym class. I’m just wondering if they’re going out or if Asahi-chan’s
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135 still pining away,” the blonde girl said thoughtfully.
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136 Kumiko eyes widened. “Going out? But the coach is so much older than Asahi-chan. Do you think
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137 they might be?”
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138 “Maybe, I’m not sure yet. And age doesn’t matter, anyway, so that’s not important.”
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139 “Well, if they’re not together, I wish Asahi-chan luck,” Kumiko said, taking Megumi’s hand in her
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140 own.
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141 Megumi smiled. “Me too. For now, we better get out there before they start worrying about us.”
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142 Kumiko nodded agreement and the two girls headed outside.
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143
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144 “How did you do on the test, Kumi?” Megumi asked as they walked vaguely towards Kumiko’s
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145 house. It was a beautiful cloudless day and they had the whole weekend in front of them.
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146 Kumiko slung her backpack on one shoulder. “I did okay, I guess. It helps that we studied for it. I
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147 wouldn’t have been ready at all otherwise.” She rolled her aquamarine eyes. “They could have at least
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148 tested us on something we already knew.”
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149 “We could try to study more next time,” Megumi suggested.
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150 Kumiko thought for a moment. “No, that’s alright. I did pretty well and we’d probably just get off
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151 track next time we study anyway, like we usually do.”
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152 Megumi smiled at the other girl. “That’s true.”
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153 The two girls walked along for a few minutes, talking about this and that. Megumi came to a halt
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154 when she spotted something. “Hey, looks like they’re selling some antics over there.”
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155 Kumiko turned to where Megumi’s gaze led. “See anything you want?”
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156 “Maybe…” The blonde said before walking over to the items spread before them. The items were
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157 all set up in front of a large metal gate. Behind the gate lay a rather impressive mansion. The sight of the
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158 mansion sent a chill through both girls.
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159 Kumiko rubbed her arms, the feeling she got from the house almost physical. “Can we go,
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160 Megumi-chan?” She felt odd seeing that place.
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161 “In just a minute,” Megumi said quietly. Many of these items, these personal belongings of
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162 someone long gone, seemed familiar to her. Some she could nearly remember. Try as she might, she
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163 couldn’t stop the familiarity she felt.
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164 “Cool! Megumi, look at this,” Kumiko said, her gaze settling on a small video camera.
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165 “Wow! It looks pretty old.” Megumi walked over to the desk on which it lay, side by side with
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166 Kumiko.
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167 “It would be great to have it, wouldn’t it? I’d love to record you with it.” Kumiko laughed as she
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168 picked it up, pretending to video tape Megumi. The other girl giggled and posed for the video camera.
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169 “You girls find something you want?” A girl around their age walked up to them, seeming to
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170 come from nowhere. They had been so caught up in the house and the items that they were both startled by
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171 her arrival.
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172 Regaining her composure first, Kumiko turned. “Yeah, we’re interested in this video camera. How
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173 much is it?”
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174 “You are? No one else has even looked its way yet.” The girl stood in thought for a moment. “If
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175 you want it, you can have it.”
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176 “Really?” Megumi asked excitedly.
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177 “Yeah, sure,” the other girl smiled. “My mom and I just moved in. We need to get rid of some of
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178 the stuff that was already here.”
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179 “Thanks!” Kumiko said happily.
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180 “Don’t mention it.” The girl nodded to them before returning to watch over the sale.
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181 Kumiko grinned as she held up the video camera again. “This should be fun.”
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182 “We have to see if it works first, though,” Megumi pointed out.
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183 “Yeah, you’re right. I hope it does.” Kumiko gave the video camera a quick glance to make sure it
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184 looked like it was in working order. “It looks like whoever owned it took really good care of it.”
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185 “We can check it out at my house.” Megumi smiled at Kumiko and brushed some of the other
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186 girl’s dark brown hair away from her eyes.
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187 “Looks like there’s still a video in it, too,” Kumiko said, still toying with the video camera.
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188 “Good. Now, let’s go back to my house. This place is giving me the creeps.” Megumi took
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189 Kumiko’s free hand with her own.
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190 Kumiko waved to the girl who had given them the camera before they left. Neither Kumiko nor
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191 Megumi understood the significance of the video camera they held or the history it possessed. Both tried to
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192 push off the strange feelings they’d had while near the house as they got further and further away from it.
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195 As they approached Megumi’s house, Kumiko broke the silence that had been following them
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196 ever since they left that scary mansion that had given them such odd feelings of déjà vu.
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197 “This really is a cool camera, isn’t it?” Kumiko smiled excitedly, trying to be patient and wait till
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198 they could see what was on the video tape.
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199 “I guess so, Kumi, but I don’t see why you’re so amazed with it. It’s so old. They probably don’t
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200 even make tapes that are compatible with such an old model video camera.” Megumi sighed, trying to
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201 brush that scary feeling she got from the mansion away.
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202 “Aww..” Kumiko frowned. “I’m sure that they’re sold somewhere.”
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203 Megumi giggled and leaned forward, lightly kissing Kumiko’s lower lip. “I’m sorry. I’m just a
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204 little shaken by the old building.”
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205 When they stepped inside, Kumiko noticed that Megumi’s parents weren’t there. “Where are your
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206 parents, Megumi?”
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207 “They’re gone. Like usual. I don’t see why you’re surprised. They’re hardly ever here.” Megumi
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208 sighed, angrily.
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209 “Don’t worry about it, Megumi-chan. At least we have the place to ourselves. And we can check
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210 out this video in peace,” Kumiko smiled, trying to cheer up her best friend, schoolmate, and girlfriend.
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211 “You know that the video’s probably just an old empty tape left in by the owner a long time ago
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212 and they never used it, right?” Megumi tried to let her down gently, noticing that Kumiko had such high
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213 hopes for the camera and didn’t want to crush them.
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214 “For some odd reason, I just know that there’s something on that tape. Like destiny’s calling for
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215 me to watch it. Like there’s something or someone very important on it.” Kumiko shook her head trying to
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216 clear away all of the overwhelming thoughts that rushed through her as she connected the video camera to
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217 the television so they could view the contents of the tape.
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218 Megumi laughed, hugging Kumiko from behind. “Kumi, its just an old tape. Probably of
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219 someone’s birthday or family.”
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220 “What if its for us?” Kumiko asked half seriously. She blushed when she thought about how
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221 foolish that sounded. “Well, I still want to see what its about.”
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222 “Want me to get some popcorn?” Megumi asked, still smiling.
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223 Kumiko sat down beside Megumi, pulling her legs up to her chest. She felt the warmth of the
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224 other girl sitting next to her. She could smell the sweet scent of Megumi’s long, soft blonde hair as it
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225 brushed her cheek. Smiling to Megumi, she received a brief kiss from the blonde before returning her
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226 attention to the television. Her heartbeat quickened as the video started.
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227 Megumi sighed. She had an odd feeling about this. She wasn’t sure she wanted to see what was on
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228 the video. She felt that maybe, just maybe, Kumiko had been right about the video being for them. That
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229 thought scared her. What if it changed things? Maybe there were certain things they weren’t meant to know
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230 about.
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231 The faint outline of a girl could be seen amidst the static as someone tried to fix the camera so
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232 many years ago. After a short time, the silhouette started to come into view. She was a girl about their age
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233 with long dark hair and dark stormy blue eyes. Her skin was very pale, as if made of alabaster. She seemed
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234 to have a perpetual smile that followed her as she continued to check the camcorder. Both Megumi and
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235 Kumiko caught their breath as they watched the dark haired girl on the video. A strange sense of nostalgia
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236 filled the room. The dark haired girl winked at the camcorder after she seemed fairly certain that it was
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237 working.
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238 “Tomoyo-chan,” another girl called from offscreen. “You don’t have to worry about that.”
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239 “It’s okay, Sakura-chan. Its working now,” Tomoyo said happily. The camcorder turned suddenly,
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240 now being held by the dark haired girl. A girl with short brown hair and large green eyes stood in view of
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241 the camcorder. She was wearing the same school fuku Tomoyo was wearing.
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242 Sakura sweatdropped and put a hand behind her head nervously. “I just meant that you don’t have
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243 to videotape me right now, Tomoyo-chan. I’m not even doing anything interesting like card captoring right
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244 now.”
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245 Tomoyo’s quiet voice spoke up warmly. “Sakura-chan’s always interesting. You know there’s
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246 nothing else I’d rather videotape.”
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247 Sakura sighed in defeat. “Okay. I just thought that we were going to go for a walk.”
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248 “We are,” Tomoyo replied. “I wanted a video to remember it by.” Megumi’s hand absentmindedly
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249 went to her left cheek as she watched the events unfold. This whole things seemed so familiar. She knew
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250 these girls. She was sure she knew them.
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251 Kumiko felt her breath catch in her chest. She felt like she was actually there, watching everything
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252 as if it were through her own eyes rather than the camcorder. As the two girls onscreen talked, Kumiko
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253 tried desperately to remember what happened next. Remember? How could she remember something she’d
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254 never seen?
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255 The dark haired girl behind the camcorder giggled as she ran to catch up with Sakura. Sakura
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256 smiled brightly at her as she caught up. “I don’t think I’ll ever understand why you do that, Tomoyo-chan.”
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257 “Because you are the most beautiful thing for me to record. Because you are the most interesting
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258 thing for me to record. Because I love you,” Tomoyo explained.
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259 Sakura smiled brighter and looked over at Tomoyo. “I love you, too, Tomoyo-chan.”
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260 “Watch out…” Megumi whispered. Tomoyo was too busy following Sakura with the video
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261 camera to notice the tangled root in front of her. Her foot got caught, throwing her off balance. The
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262 camcorder tumbled from her grasp, but by now the images weren’t needed. They both knew what
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263 happened. Sakura looked on in alarm when she heard Tomoyo’s gasp. She quickly lunged forward,
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264 catching the dark haired girl around the waist and under an arm. They both stumbled the rest of the way to
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265 the grass. The camcorder was on its side, pointing at the two girls holding each other. Both were breathing
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266 heavily from the shock. They looked at each other for a long moment, passing a silent thank you between
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267 them. Ever so slowly they leaned towards each other, their lips meeting passionately.
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268 Kumiko gasped as the television turned off. For a moment she thought the video was over, but
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269 looking up she could see Megumi had pressed the power button on the television. Megumi stood there
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270 silently, looking off into the distance. She seemed to be thinking. Or maybe she didn’t want to think.
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271 “Tomoyo…” Kumiko pleaded.
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272 Megumi turned to the other girl, her eyes wide. “Why did you call me thatt?”
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273 “Call you what?” Kumiko asked nervously.
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274 “Tomoyo.”
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275 “I meant… I didn’t mean you, Megumi-chan. I was caught up in the video.” Kumiko tried to
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276 explain it away.
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277 Megumi shook her head. “You can’t lie to me, Kumi. I know you too well. Why did you call me
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278 that?” She swallowed nervously. ‘Please just say I reminded you of her, or that you were daydreaming that
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279 was us. Anything. I’ll believe you, Kumi,’ Megumi thought to herself.
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280 “I… I don’t know, Megumi-chan,” Kumiko said softly.
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