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athenaltenaIt's raining outside again. I always feel peaceful when it rains, maybe because it was one of the first things I ever heard when I was born. Who knows. Poor Ashley's had strep throat for the past two days, and has had to be on penicillin. She showed up at the end of school, which was a surprise. I'm just glad she's doing better. I had a dream last night, where I found her and she was unconcious. It wasn't her now, it was her as Kaede, her old self. And I was my old self. I picked her up and carried her out, carrying her piggy back I guess you could say. Still trying to figure that out. Maybe it's just 'cause I was thinking about her right before I fell asleep.
I was just thinking about her, what she doesn't know and what I don't know. I died, years ago (think about 500) and she killed herself. We weren't romantically involved, but after my brother (the Shiro mentioned in previous entries) died in a duel, I took care of her for about 5 years. Then I died. I guess all the years of doing bad stuff to my body (example: the yakuza wanting to get rid of me, falling off of a second story and screwing up my back, being tortured by use of a wire, not pretty :(, etc.) finally caught up with me.
She killed herself, and she knows about that. I made a point until this summer not to tell her that, to let her figure it out. And she did. But I searched for her, both me and Shiro, in the spirit world and every corner of the universe. But we never found her. Even a slight whisper, a rumor gave us hope. I don't know what happened to her in that time period, but I do know that by some chance, or perhaps destiny, we've found each other again. I have a bit of a protection complex with her (make that a big one) but who can blame me. I still remember her as the cute little japanese girl with those puppy eyes. But still, even after finding her again, I can't shake the feeling that we might be torn apart again.
I was just thinking about her, what she doesn't know and what I don't know. I died, years ago (think about 500) and she killed herself. We weren't romantically involved, but after my brother (the Shiro mentioned in previous entries) died in a duel, I took care of her for about 5 years. Then I died. I guess all the years of doing bad stuff to my body (example: the yakuza wanting to get rid of me, falling off of a second story and screwing up my back, being tortured by use of a wire, not pretty :(, etc.) finally caught up with me.
She killed herself, and she knows about that. I made a point until this summer not to tell her that, to let her figure it out. And she did. But I searched for her, both me and Shiro, in the spirit world and every corner of the universe. But we never found her. Even a slight whisper, a rumor gave us hope. I don't know what happened to her in that time period, but I do know that by some chance, or perhaps destiny, we've found each other again. I have a bit of a protection complex with her (make that a big one) but who can blame me. I still remember her as the cute little japanese girl with those puppy eyes. But still, even after finding her again, I can't shake the feeling that we might be torn apart again.
