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Title: misadventures ch. 3-4
Characters: all canon-verse characters
Summary: the original canon-verse: akira is faced with a prophecy she can't talk herself out of. a mysterious new student is introduced on the last day of classes and the class delinquent takes notice.
Rating: PG
Author's Notes: grammar tenses! everything is in past tense but the second half of the novel is in present - nevertheless, i decided to change it all to the present tense.
Chapter 3
Akira wakes up with her head in a painful, foggy haze. This place is familiar, but Akira expects to wake up in her room with her own bed. Instead, she lies on a mat in the living room, a bit too rough for Akira’s aching back. The familiar scent of cinnamon, however, confirms that this is her house, but the face looking over hers isn’t a part of it. The woman’s features are soft and gentle, her blue eyes and golden curls reminiscent of Daichi.
“Ms. Amaya, what happened to me?” Akira whispers, her throat feeling. This woman, Akira reminds herself, is Daichi’s mother, a doctor. It must’ve been that Daichi brought her home and sent Mrs. Amaya to care for her, which, Akira thinks with a smile, was quite considerate of him.
“Are you feeling better, Akira? Your parents are at work, so I decided to take care of you for a while. It was probably just mild food poisoning, or you probably choked on some stray powder or seasoning. Don’t worry, you’re fine. Perhaps you should get some more rest, and you should be able to speak normally soon,” Mrs. Amaya says, placing a wet cloth on the redhead’s forehead. After giving Akira some warm tea, she leaves the house, instructing Akira to call her if anything was wrong.
And so, the tired girl sits on the couch, savoring the sweet taste of honey mixed with tea. After a while, she feels her throat ease and after setting down the mug, Akira tries singing again. However, her voice only sounds like a record, scratching back and forth.
“What’s wrong my voi-” Akira gasps, but she starts to uncontrollably spit out words.
“Dark prophecies will emerge. Storm will face destruction and Spring will fall under its hand. There are evil secrets behind Sky’s innocent smile. Unless Spirit is protected, the dark prophecies will stay intact until death finds way, because even Splendor will fall.”
Akira’s throat immediately sooths after this, but her nerves are on edge as she is suddenly aware of somebody at the window. A boy, looking no older than Akira is grinning at her, his green eyes twinkling as if he just found out a deep secret. His large hood covers most of his face with a shadow, but Akira is sure that she knew him before.
“Thanks, that’s all I need. I won’t bother you at the moment, so I’ll just take Setsuna for now,” he says, winking at her, “I hope I didn’t hurt you too much by leaving.” The boy disappears, jumping back out the window. Akira only stares at him, racking her mind for a reminder of who this guy is. It hits her a moment too late.
His name is Ichiro. He was her elementary school classmate, a boy who watched from the shadows and never said a word to her until now.
---
Izuko sighs deeply, because at this time every move she made could give her away. It is quiet in the corner of the park and Izuko decides that she would stay here for the rest of the evening before trekking home. Reiko, however, has other ideas.
“Izu, where are you? Boriji wants to talk to you!” Reiko’s voice echoes in the distance, but Izuko choose to ignore her completely. Who cares about Boriji and what he thinks about her? Izuko decided that being aloof was the obvious best choice too long ago. And so, pulling on her headphones and letting the soothing music calm her, she kneels behind a tree and lets the rain soak her sweatshirt.
A stray cat leaps over to Izuko and the girl doesn’t move away – instead, she pets it, running a hand down its course fur. A proper girl like Izuko doesn’t mind the rougher part of life; she was much too tired of an ordinary life. She had decided that for her own good, she would even get in a war, whether or not if it was against her friends. The cats around here usually travel together, especially the strays, and so it’s odd to just see one cat. It’s even odder to see that it approached a human.
“Ah, I suppose this kitty’s like me too, right?” Izuko whispers, but the cat yowls in displeasure, prompting a quirked eyebrow from Izuko, “So you don’t like being called Kitty either, huh?” But with that, it’s almost like the cat understands Izuko, because it bounds away and disappears up a tree, where it would probably stay for the rest of the night.
“I wish I could be free like that. They don’t understand…he doesn’t understand.”
---
Reiko lays face-down on her bed, taking in the sweet smell of lavender in the comforter; however, she grimaces at the multitude of stuffed cartoon characters lining the edge of her bed. Her parents are the CEOs of a hot-shot video game company, and somehow, Reiko ends up receiving all this stuff for free. It’s fun, but after the merchandise begins to pile up, it gets uncontrollably annoying.
“My head hurts so much…and I’m bored! I don’t understand why everybody says I have a good life,” Reiko thinks aloud, flipping over to face the cream colored ceiling. The girl resorts to picking out shapes and letters in the paint – life is simply not worth struggling through right now, and it is too early to even try to fall asleep.
Then, to Reiko’s delight, the phone begins to ring. Usually, the sandy-haired girl would find it over the top annoying for a phone to interrupt her quiet time, but now, it’s like the answer for her call for help. She almost leaps off her bed, and ends up nudging objects like her alarm clock off their respective places and onto the floor just to get to the phone.
“Who is it? I don’t recognize the number,” Reiko mutters to herself, but picks up the phone anyway, “Hello? Reiko Takazuki here,” she answers.
“Hello…? Is this Rei?” A tentative voice replies and Reiko rolls her eyes, immediately recognizing the voice.
“Yes, Takeshi?” Reiko responds, not feeling like stalling her conversation. Even though it just started, it already feels like it was being driven off a cliff.
“Ah-! Um, would you…well, how do I put this?” Takeshi stutters, and Reiko grits her teeth, wanting him to get to the point already.
“What? If it’s important, then hurry up and say it already!” Reiko yells, tempted just to slam the phone back down on its stand.
“I want to wish you goodnight!” Takeshi replies and hangs up. Reiko shoves the phone back onto the receiver, not bothering to even wonder why he called her in the first place. Sighing deeply, Reiko glances towards her uniform, which would only be worn for one more day, and then, like most of her clothes, it would be sent away.
---
The lower-termers are crowded around the scoreboard, trying to find what their new classes in the spring would be, but the upperclassmen walk pass the board knowing that there is no use in looking, because this will be their last day here and then it would be off to high school.
Akira is eager to get rid of the stiff uniform in exchange for the professional ones that the high school wore. However, the boys are less intent on giving up their uniform, which they think makes them look much different from all the other schools in the region. Though right now, the Dream Team is nowhere in sight.
The rest of her friends, Akira notices, are only glowering, even Ayami, who is usually so sweet and optimistic. Perhaps it is the fact that this is the last day that they were going to see each other for a while – and of course, for such good friends, this never comes naturally. Izuko only pulls out a cream colored envelope, and reading its contents over and over again, she sighs deeply before folding it back into her bag.
“Is that the acceptance letter you got?” Akira asks, and wordlessly, Izuko nods. Akira’s own high school enrollment letter is nonexistent, as she has no idea what high school she would be going to. Reiko doesn’t seem to be worried about her letter and Ayami rechecks her choices for high school on a form – they’re lucky, however, because those three actually have a choice.
“Hey, you guys!” A voice calls, and all of a sudden, Akira feels a large force crash into her, causing her to stumble. The source of the voice is obviously Kagami with her two long twin tails and that sparkle in her eyes. It’s nice, Akira thinks, because Kagami is always there to lighten up the mood and that makes everybody feel better.
“Good morning Kagami,” Ayami greets, “Do you have your form with you? We have to hand it in today if we have it,” Kagami nods and gestures towards her bag, indicating that it was there. Out of the corner of her eye, she notices a familiar group of people and so she turns to greet them.
“Hey, you people, over here!” Kagami calls, but Reiko is the first to pout, seeing that Kagami means the Dream Team, approaching them at a walking pace. Akira is quick to grab Ayami by the shirt sleeve and begins to walk into the school, Izuko following a grouchy Reiko not too far after. Kagami stands there for a puzzled moment before deciding to run after the four; it was better than being stuck talking to four guys she hardly cares about.
“I don’t want to see them ever again – I mean, it’s not worth it to talk to them and then they just hang up on you.” Reiko grimaces, visibly seething. Izuko, not in the greatest of moods either, agrees.
“I don’t either.”
Chapter 4
This is beyond ridiculous.
Why is there a new student who is going to high school next year but is transferring to this school on the very last day? Was it going to look good on her resume or something? Nobody knows, but everybody gawks at her, trying to figure out who she was and why she stands in front of them.
The girl is relatively pretty, with short hair and a very modest attitude. However, it is her smile that is unsettling; she gives this knowing smile as if she knows more than she lets on. Even odder, her eyes are a bright electric blue, as if they aren’t even her natural eye color. This, however, doesn’t shake Reiko, who ignores the girl through her introduction and doesn’t even notice when the new student sits down beside her.
“You’re…Reiko Takazuki, right? May I ask you a question?” The new student asks, gently tapping Reiko on the shoulder, but Reiko decides to ignore her. This only gets the girl to provoke her harder.
“Reiko Takazuki,” she asks more persistently, and Reiko finally spins around, glaring at her.
“Don’t call me that, my name is just Reiko! And who are you anyways?” Reiko growls, because even on the last day of middle school, she could not get her way.
“I’m Reina Fujiwara, a transfer student from Taiwan. May I ask what his name is?” The girl points to the furthest corner of the room, where a boy is leaning haphazardly backwards with a pair of headphones around his neck. His dark brown hair is streaked with silver and his eyes are an emerald green, scanning the room for anybody who dared get in his way. Of course – every class has one of those sorts of delinquents.
“He’s Kurata Satoshi, it’s not worth your time to try to get along with him,” Reiko replies, not even making eye contact with Reina. Instead she turns her attention to Reina’s necklace, a beige-colored gemstone on a silver colored ring, strung on a chain. At the mention of his name, Satoshi is attentive as well, and he strolls over to Reina, a smirk on his face.
“What’s that?” He inquires roughly, but Reina only smiles in that odd way and holds the pendant up for a closer examination.
“It’s called the Splendor Ring. My grandmother gave it to me five years ago,” Reina explains, not detecting the malice in Satoshi’s voice – either that, or she knows that any wrong move from the boy and she could ruin his life. This makes Reiko raise an eyebrow, and she decides to interfere.
“Stop bothering her, Kurata,” Reiko mutters, “Go back to your corner.”
“Whatever, sure, but make sure you watch out for me, Reina.”
---
“She doesn’t know anything, and it’ll be easy to get her.” Two voices begin negotiating behind a dark corner. Both figures stare straight ahead, hoods covering their faces, but one wears an evil smile while the other an unsure frown.
“I’d love to get revenge on her, Ichiro. May I?”
“Yes, Setsuna, you may. So they finally found the last one – did you see the crystal around her neck? But it’s the weaker one who feeds on power. She’s your half-sister however, and I didn’t know you were that willing to get rid of her.”
“It’s been my dream, I would love to.”
“Don’t fail, Setsuna.”
“Yes, Ichiro, as you wish.”
---
Kagami notices that there is something wrong, and perhaps it is by coincidence, but when she opens her bag for what might be the last time, there is a small white box inside one of the larger pockets. Puzzled, she opens it.
Inside, there are four silver chains tangled with one another, a silver ring with a gemstone of a different color strung on each. Kagami doesn’t dare touch them, as they seem like they would break with a gentle tap. Perhaps she should show the AIR team? They might know what to do with them; after class, Kagami bolts out of the classroom, trying to find her friends in the crowded hallway.
She crashes into Ayami and Akira first, not surprisingly, they are heading to lunch, spending their last day together the way they always do, eating rice cakes together. She shows them the necklaces just as Izuko and Reiko, who are planning to go turn in their high school forms, walk past them.
“I found these in my bag, but they seem to be more suited for you,” Kagami explains, and keeping her eyes on the odd trinkets, they begin to levitate. Ayami and Akira are fascinated while Reiko exclaims something along the lines of something having to do with supernatural abilities. Izuko, who is positive that there is no such thing as magic, scoffs, but she refuses to admit that she is indeed also confounded.
Higher and higher they rise until the force seems to snap and the rings go flying towards the AIR team, as if each one is designated to each person. Kagami seems a bit satisfied, because she knows that they had to do with her friends, who are obviously going to be the ones who eventually would save the world – even if that was just a mere fantasy. Call her crazy, but Kagami is positive that they have a long journey ahead of them. However, something feels out of place, and Kagami turns around to lock her eyes with the malicious pale green eyes of an unfamiliar boy.
“Thanks for keeping the rings safe, but I’m afraid I’ll have to do anything in my power to get them away from you,” he sneers and raises his hand, his palm facing the confused group of students.
Everything goes black.
---
Izuko is sure she isn’t blindfolded. It almost feels as if she is being suspended in black matter, but she can feel a smooth, cold floor under her – where is this place? The last thing she remembers is a silver necklace flying towards her, and feeling her sore neck, apparently it had latched around her throat.
“H-hello, is there anyone else here?” Reiko’s familiar voice calls. It is odd, however, because Izuko can hear Reiko’s voice, but there is no echo. Besides people’s voices, there is no other sound in the room.
“I’m here, but I’m pretty sure I’m not where you are,” another voice, making Izuko flinch, replies. So Boriji and the rest of his friends are here as well - Izuko decides to stay silent for now.
“It’s so dark in here!” Ayami exclaims, and Izuko can sense the fear in her voice, but where exactly is she? The voice seems to come from all around her.
“All I remember is blacking out…” Izuko hears herself say – she may as well let herself be known.
“Kitty, so you’re here as well!” Boriji exclaims – Izuko frowns and decides to shut up for the rest of this dilemma. A large sigh can be heard from Takeshi and everybody sits in silence, in this odd place that they are trapped in, until Reina – the new girl – breaks it.
“Maybe we do have magical powers then?”
“Hm,” Kagami mutters in reply, but nobody says anything else, all caught up in their own thoughts.
And once again, everything ends in silence.
Characters: all canon-verse characters
Summary: the original canon-verse: akira is faced with a prophecy she can't talk herself out of. a mysterious new student is introduced on the last day of classes and the class delinquent takes notice.
Rating: PG
Author's Notes: grammar tenses! everything is in past tense but the second half of the novel is in present - nevertheless, i decided to change it all to the present tense.
Chapter 3
Akira wakes up with her head in a painful, foggy haze. This place is familiar, but Akira expects to wake up in her room with her own bed. Instead, she lies on a mat in the living room, a bit too rough for Akira’s aching back. The familiar scent of cinnamon, however, confirms that this is her house, but the face looking over hers isn’t a part of it. The woman’s features are soft and gentle, her blue eyes and golden curls reminiscent of Daichi.
“Ms. Amaya, what happened to me?” Akira whispers, her throat feeling. This woman, Akira reminds herself, is Daichi’s mother, a doctor. It must’ve been that Daichi brought her home and sent Mrs. Amaya to care for her, which, Akira thinks with a smile, was quite considerate of him.
“Are you feeling better, Akira? Your parents are at work, so I decided to take care of you for a while. It was probably just mild food poisoning, or you probably choked on some stray powder or seasoning. Don’t worry, you’re fine. Perhaps you should get some more rest, and you should be able to speak normally soon,” Mrs. Amaya says, placing a wet cloth on the redhead’s forehead. After giving Akira some warm tea, she leaves the house, instructing Akira to call her if anything was wrong.
And so, the tired girl sits on the couch, savoring the sweet taste of honey mixed with tea. After a while, she feels her throat ease and after setting down the mug, Akira tries singing again. However, her voice only sounds like a record, scratching back and forth.
“What’s wrong my voi-” Akira gasps, but she starts to uncontrollably spit out words.
“Dark prophecies will emerge. Storm will face destruction and Spring will fall under its hand. There are evil secrets behind Sky’s innocent smile. Unless Spirit is protected, the dark prophecies will stay intact until death finds way, because even Splendor will fall.”
Akira’s throat immediately sooths after this, but her nerves are on edge as she is suddenly aware of somebody at the window. A boy, looking no older than Akira is grinning at her, his green eyes twinkling as if he just found out a deep secret. His large hood covers most of his face with a shadow, but Akira is sure that she knew him before.
“Thanks, that’s all I need. I won’t bother you at the moment, so I’ll just take Setsuna for now,” he says, winking at her, “I hope I didn’t hurt you too much by leaving.” The boy disappears, jumping back out the window. Akira only stares at him, racking her mind for a reminder of who this guy is. It hits her a moment too late.
His name is Ichiro. He was her elementary school classmate, a boy who watched from the shadows and never said a word to her until now.
---
Izuko sighs deeply, because at this time every move she made could give her away. It is quiet in the corner of the park and Izuko decides that she would stay here for the rest of the evening before trekking home. Reiko, however, has other ideas.
“Izu, where are you? Boriji wants to talk to you!” Reiko’s voice echoes in the distance, but Izuko choose to ignore her completely. Who cares about Boriji and what he thinks about her? Izuko decided that being aloof was the obvious best choice too long ago. And so, pulling on her headphones and letting the soothing music calm her, she kneels behind a tree and lets the rain soak her sweatshirt.
A stray cat leaps over to Izuko and the girl doesn’t move away – instead, she pets it, running a hand down its course fur. A proper girl like Izuko doesn’t mind the rougher part of life; she was much too tired of an ordinary life. She had decided that for her own good, she would even get in a war, whether or not if it was against her friends. The cats around here usually travel together, especially the strays, and so it’s odd to just see one cat. It’s even odder to see that it approached a human.
“Ah, I suppose this kitty’s like me too, right?” Izuko whispers, but the cat yowls in displeasure, prompting a quirked eyebrow from Izuko, “So you don’t like being called Kitty either, huh?” But with that, it’s almost like the cat understands Izuko, because it bounds away and disappears up a tree, where it would probably stay for the rest of the night.
“I wish I could be free like that. They don’t understand…he doesn’t understand.”
---
Reiko lays face-down on her bed, taking in the sweet smell of lavender in the comforter; however, she grimaces at the multitude of stuffed cartoon characters lining the edge of her bed. Her parents are the CEOs of a hot-shot video game company, and somehow, Reiko ends up receiving all this stuff for free. It’s fun, but after the merchandise begins to pile up, it gets uncontrollably annoying.
“My head hurts so much…and I’m bored! I don’t understand why everybody says I have a good life,” Reiko thinks aloud, flipping over to face the cream colored ceiling. The girl resorts to picking out shapes and letters in the paint – life is simply not worth struggling through right now, and it is too early to even try to fall asleep.
Then, to Reiko’s delight, the phone begins to ring. Usually, the sandy-haired girl would find it over the top annoying for a phone to interrupt her quiet time, but now, it’s like the answer for her call for help. She almost leaps off her bed, and ends up nudging objects like her alarm clock off their respective places and onto the floor just to get to the phone.
“Who is it? I don’t recognize the number,” Reiko mutters to herself, but picks up the phone anyway, “Hello? Reiko Takazuki here,” she answers.
“Hello…? Is this Rei?” A tentative voice replies and Reiko rolls her eyes, immediately recognizing the voice.
“Yes, Takeshi?” Reiko responds, not feeling like stalling her conversation. Even though it just started, it already feels like it was being driven off a cliff.
“Ah-! Um, would you…well, how do I put this?” Takeshi stutters, and Reiko grits her teeth, wanting him to get to the point already.
“What? If it’s important, then hurry up and say it already!” Reiko yells, tempted just to slam the phone back down on its stand.
“I want to wish you goodnight!” Takeshi replies and hangs up. Reiko shoves the phone back onto the receiver, not bothering to even wonder why he called her in the first place. Sighing deeply, Reiko glances towards her uniform, which would only be worn for one more day, and then, like most of her clothes, it would be sent away.
---
The lower-termers are crowded around the scoreboard, trying to find what their new classes in the spring would be, but the upperclassmen walk pass the board knowing that there is no use in looking, because this will be their last day here and then it would be off to high school.
Akira is eager to get rid of the stiff uniform in exchange for the professional ones that the high school wore. However, the boys are less intent on giving up their uniform, which they think makes them look much different from all the other schools in the region. Though right now, the Dream Team is nowhere in sight.
The rest of her friends, Akira notices, are only glowering, even Ayami, who is usually so sweet and optimistic. Perhaps it is the fact that this is the last day that they were going to see each other for a while – and of course, for such good friends, this never comes naturally. Izuko only pulls out a cream colored envelope, and reading its contents over and over again, she sighs deeply before folding it back into her bag.
“Is that the acceptance letter you got?” Akira asks, and wordlessly, Izuko nods. Akira’s own high school enrollment letter is nonexistent, as she has no idea what high school she would be going to. Reiko doesn’t seem to be worried about her letter and Ayami rechecks her choices for high school on a form – they’re lucky, however, because those three actually have a choice.
“Hey, you guys!” A voice calls, and all of a sudden, Akira feels a large force crash into her, causing her to stumble. The source of the voice is obviously Kagami with her two long twin tails and that sparkle in her eyes. It’s nice, Akira thinks, because Kagami is always there to lighten up the mood and that makes everybody feel better.
“Good morning Kagami,” Ayami greets, “Do you have your form with you? We have to hand it in today if we have it,” Kagami nods and gestures towards her bag, indicating that it was there. Out of the corner of her eye, she notices a familiar group of people and so she turns to greet them.
“Hey, you people, over here!” Kagami calls, but Reiko is the first to pout, seeing that Kagami means the Dream Team, approaching them at a walking pace. Akira is quick to grab Ayami by the shirt sleeve and begins to walk into the school, Izuko following a grouchy Reiko not too far after. Kagami stands there for a puzzled moment before deciding to run after the four; it was better than being stuck talking to four guys she hardly cares about.
“I don’t want to see them ever again – I mean, it’s not worth it to talk to them and then they just hang up on you.” Reiko grimaces, visibly seething. Izuko, not in the greatest of moods either, agrees.
“I don’t either.”
Chapter 4
This is beyond ridiculous.
Why is there a new student who is going to high school next year but is transferring to this school on the very last day? Was it going to look good on her resume or something? Nobody knows, but everybody gawks at her, trying to figure out who she was and why she stands in front of them.
The girl is relatively pretty, with short hair and a very modest attitude. However, it is her smile that is unsettling; she gives this knowing smile as if she knows more than she lets on. Even odder, her eyes are a bright electric blue, as if they aren’t even her natural eye color. This, however, doesn’t shake Reiko, who ignores the girl through her introduction and doesn’t even notice when the new student sits down beside her.
“You’re…Reiko Takazuki, right? May I ask you a question?” The new student asks, gently tapping Reiko on the shoulder, but Reiko decides to ignore her. This only gets the girl to provoke her harder.
“Reiko Takazuki,” she asks more persistently, and Reiko finally spins around, glaring at her.
“Don’t call me that, my name is just Reiko! And who are you anyways?” Reiko growls, because even on the last day of middle school, she could not get her way.
“I’m Reina Fujiwara, a transfer student from Taiwan. May I ask what his name is?” The girl points to the furthest corner of the room, where a boy is leaning haphazardly backwards with a pair of headphones around his neck. His dark brown hair is streaked with silver and his eyes are an emerald green, scanning the room for anybody who dared get in his way. Of course – every class has one of those sorts of delinquents.
“He’s Kurata Satoshi, it’s not worth your time to try to get along with him,” Reiko replies, not even making eye contact with Reina. Instead she turns her attention to Reina’s necklace, a beige-colored gemstone on a silver colored ring, strung on a chain. At the mention of his name, Satoshi is attentive as well, and he strolls over to Reina, a smirk on his face.
“What’s that?” He inquires roughly, but Reina only smiles in that odd way and holds the pendant up for a closer examination.
“It’s called the Splendor Ring. My grandmother gave it to me five years ago,” Reina explains, not detecting the malice in Satoshi’s voice – either that, or she knows that any wrong move from the boy and she could ruin his life. This makes Reiko raise an eyebrow, and she decides to interfere.
“Stop bothering her, Kurata,” Reiko mutters, “Go back to your corner.”
“Whatever, sure, but make sure you watch out for me, Reina.”
---
“She doesn’t know anything, and it’ll be easy to get her.” Two voices begin negotiating behind a dark corner. Both figures stare straight ahead, hoods covering their faces, but one wears an evil smile while the other an unsure frown.
“I’d love to get revenge on her, Ichiro. May I?”
“Yes, Setsuna, you may. So they finally found the last one – did you see the crystal around her neck? But it’s the weaker one who feeds on power. She’s your half-sister however, and I didn’t know you were that willing to get rid of her.”
“It’s been my dream, I would love to.”
“Don’t fail, Setsuna.”
“Yes, Ichiro, as you wish.”
---
Kagami notices that there is something wrong, and perhaps it is by coincidence, but when she opens her bag for what might be the last time, there is a small white box inside one of the larger pockets. Puzzled, she opens it.
Inside, there are four silver chains tangled with one another, a silver ring with a gemstone of a different color strung on each. Kagami doesn’t dare touch them, as they seem like they would break with a gentle tap. Perhaps she should show the AIR team? They might know what to do with them; after class, Kagami bolts out of the classroom, trying to find her friends in the crowded hallway.
She crashes into Ayami and Akira first, not surprisingly, they are heading to lunch, spending their last day together the way they always do, eating rice cakes together. She shows them the necklaces just as Izuko and Reiko, who are planning to go turn in their high school forms, walk past them.
“I found these in my bag, but they seem to be more suited for you,” Kagami explains, and keeping her eyes on the odd trinkets, they begin to levitate. Ayami and Akira are fascinated while Reiko exclaims something along the lines of something having to do with supernatural abilities. Izuko, who is positive that there is no such thing as magic, scoffs, but she refuses to admit that she is indeed also confounded.
Higher and higher they rise until the force seems to snap and the rings go flying towards the AIR team, as if each one is designated to each person. Kagami seems a bit satisfied, because she knows that they had to do with her friends, who are obviously going to be the ones who eventually would save the world – even if that was just a mere fantasy. Call her crazy, but Kagami is positive that they have a long journey ahead of them. However, something feels out of place, and Kagami turns around to lock her eyes with the malicious pale green eyes of an unfamiliar boy.
“Thanks for keeping the rings safe, but I’m afraid I’ll have to do anything in my power to get them away from you,” he sneers and raises his hand, his palm facing the confused group of students.
Everything goes black.
---
Izuko is sure she isn’t blindfolded. It almost feels as if she is being suspended in black matter, but she can feel a smooth, cold floor under her – where is this place? The last thing she remembers is a silver necklace flying towards her, and feeling her sore neck, apparently it had latched around her throat.
“H-hello, is there anyone else here?” Reiko’s familiar voice calls. It is odd, however, because Izuko can hear Reiko’s voice, but there is no echo. Besides people’s voices, there is no other sound in the room.
“I’m here, but I’m pretty sure I’m not where you are,” another voice, making Izuko flinch, replies. So Boriji and the rest of his friends are here as well - Izuko decides to stay silent for now.
“It’s so dark in here!” Ayami exclaims, and Izuko can sense the fear in her voice, but where exactly is she? The voice seems to come from all around her.
“All I remember is blacking out…” Izuko hears herself say – she may as well let herself be known.
“Kitty, so you’re here as well!” Boriji exclaims – Izuko frowns and decides to shut up for the rest of this dilemma. A large sigh can be heard from Takeshi and everybody sits in silence, in this odd place that they are trapped in, until Reina – the new girl – breaks it.
“Maybe we do have magical powers then?”
“Hm,” Kagami mutters in reply, but nobody says anything else, all caught up in their own thoughts.
And once again, everything ends in silence.
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