Chapter 1 - What am I supposed to do now?
“Please don't forget about us over there!”
I don't know what time it is. I can't remember the day. Today is not a day I want to remember. Today he left to return home. When I said I would join him I was almost serious. Had he asked then maybe I would have. I don't know. I'm new to all these feelings. I don't understand how I'm supposed to cope with it. Maybe one of the others would understand, but I fear to ask them of such things. My feelings should be no concern of theirs. It's not that I don't want to tell them. It's that I'd rather not bother them with what is most likely the smallest of problems in life. Would they even understand? Maybe, but how can I risk it? I'm sure this will all pass in some number of days. I'll just go home now.
The train shelter is as warm a place as I can find. It's raining quite heavily and I did not bring an umbrella with me. I should have learnt by now that the weather is rather unpredictable. It's dark. Everyone else went home long ago. I'm not sure why I stayed. They invited me to join them at Junes but I declined. Made up some quick excuse about needing to gather some notes on an investigation. Once they left I just stood there. Watching out into the distance of the train tracks. Somewhere inside I was hoping that the next train would come and inside would be him. It was not impossible though it was very unlikely. It's getting colder. I should leave soon but I don't want to get caught in the rain and catch a cold. I've started to lose feeling in my fingers. If I run I should be able to keep somewhat dry right?
I'm running as fast as I can while attempting to hold my hat onto my head and still be able to see. My hat keeps the rain off of my head for a while but it is not water proof. Soon my hair will be drenched and I'll be ill. Am I being over-dramatising thing? I don't think so. I must keep myself healthy if I am to stay alive. There is still so much I wish to do before I die. Maybe I am being dramatic. I mean it's not like I'm going to die from a cold can I? Also not sure. I will have to research when I get home. How far is home? I'm not sure where I am but I'm not going to stop running now. It's too cold. In the distance I can see the glowing light of my bedroom window. I didn't leave it on and my grandfather is away with business. Could it be a thief? A murderer? Kanji wearing my clothes? It could be any of them. It's frightening that I think he would do that but I have good reason to. I'm not going to explain it though. Too busy. I need to figure out who is in my house.
I finally reached the door only to find that it is locked. They must have gone in through on open window. I reach into my pockets to find the key but seeing as my hands are wet and frozen I am unable to do much other than drop the key into a puddle of muddy water. It's too dark for me to see it and even if I could I still have no feelings in my hands. I can't give up though because Kanji may or may not be going through my items of clothing. Maybe even Rise... Using the torch on my phone I search through the water to find my lost key. With the light it is much easier to find but the water is even colder than my hands. Going through the 'pain(?)' I unlock the door and enter the house as quiet as possible for me. I made sure to lock the door behind me.
Before going upstairs I walk into the kitchen to pick up something in case there is a murderer upstairs. A knife is too violent. I pick up a cloth bag and fill it with used batteries. This should be fine. I slowly walk up the stairs and towards my room. I can hear things being moved around. There is definitely someone in there. Suddenly I hear footsteps from inside the room coming closer to the door. I hide and wait. Once a human looking figure comes into view I swing the cloth bag into its face causing it to fall to the floor with a odd sounding screech. I couldn't see what I had hit until I moved my hair out of my eyes.
“Here” I said a I handed the now bloodied nosed Teddie a bag of ice. “Thanks” He responded as he took it and covered his face with it. I stare at him with an angry face. He does not seem to be that bothered about how I was the one that caused his new face wound. I have a reason though. “What were you doing in my room?” I ask with an annoyed expression. He turns to me and smiles. “Looking for you Nao-chan.” He still has that stupid smile of his even with a bag of ice over his face. It bugs me. “You could have called.” I say, sighing. “How did you even get in here?” He seems confused by my question. He lowers the ice and says “I was locked in here by the others. They said we were all going to scare you, but when you didn't show up they all left. I stayed because I knew you would come back for me.” His answer confuses me. So I ask “Any idea why they would do that?” He looks at me, still holding that stupid smile. I don't like people in my house. I don't like people in my room.
Teddie explained to me that they though I would be sad about his (Yu Narukami) leaving and that scaring me would cheer me up because you know, That's how things work in their heads. Idiots. I'm not sad at all. In fact, I believe I am dealing with this very well. I'm not so sure though. I mean I can't even think his name without breaking down and cr... Never mind that. Anyway. It's not like I was his only friend. If they should be cheering anyone up it should be his self proclaimed girlfriend, Not me. Even so... That's not to say I didn't... No. As if I could. I need to take my mind off of this entire thing.
I send Teddie on his way. He waves to me and I wave back. I'm not sure where he lives. I don't care where he lives. I want to be alone for now. As I turn back into my house I sneeze. I lower my head in defeat and head towards the kitchen for some cold medicine. I take it and head to my room, fall onto my bed and instantly fall asleep.
| The next day |
My eyes open to to the blinding sunlight coming from the window. My first thought is 'Ah! My eyes. Hands, quick, cover.' I cover my eyes with my arms. I get up out of bed to close the curtains and see that I did not change. I'm still wearing my blue trousers, my blazer, shirt, White socks and my detectives cap. After closing the curtains I head to the bathroom. I know there is a mirror in there. When I see my self in the mirror I feel as if I should go back to bed. I haven't been sleeping much anyway. This will be my catchup for that. Maybe it will even get rid of the bags under my eyes. I head back into my room and lie down on my bed. I don't bother to get changed again. I'll shower later and put something else on.
After resting a little I took a shower and changed. Now I am reading in bed. I have sound proofed my door so that I can ignore it. If anyone needs my they have my phone number. Either way I am sick and am not leaving this room. As I begin to read the next chapter of my detective novel my phone begins to ring. The caller ID says '<3Rise<3.' She set that herself. She asked if I wanted her number and I thought I may need it, so I agreed. She then stole my phone and set it all herself. Even her own ring tone. I never needed it. She just sent me lots of pictures of herself wearing different clothes. I decide to answer and begin to tell her how I am sick so I can't do anything today but she overtakes me by saying that it is important that I go to her house right now. After many failed attempts at saying no I reluctantly agree. I set down my book and look out the window. What could it be that she wants?
