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“Hm, what's up? What's wrong?” She asked, looking around for anything out of the ordinary. “Do I have something on my face?” She lifted her hand up and laid it on her cheek.
You fool, it's nothing like that. He is obviously smarter than you.A cold chill ran through her body at the cold echo of a voice in her head. You will understand some day. Until then, think about what I've given you. Don't be an idiot. Rin could feel something burning inside of her chest. Wincing, she thought of what the voice said. 'What I've given you'? You've given me nothing but a damn headache! Go away would you? She yelled in her head. Once she had been able to believe her thoughts were her own, but now? She really had no clue what was going on.
At least she got what she wanted, the voice didn't say a word. Not then at least.
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“So, Rin. I've been thinking...” Damien began, ready to explain or share something with the girl. “I know we can stay here for quite some time. But, don't we need a plan? You know, as in find help? I can't quite put my finger on it, but I doubt help will arrive. Just a hunch.” He scratched his chin, decoding that what he said, probably was the most negative thing, ever. “Hmm, but I could always be wrong. Actually, I don't trust my hunch either, figure that...”
Hmm, Dan just shrugged. Blamed his voice for making him confused and say negative things. “Sorry, I'm just a bit fuzzy in the head as of now. More then usual anyway, haha.” Dan laughed nervously. He felt like he should tell someone about those voices in his head, but... they'd cal him a weirdo, right...?
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Sometimes Rin wished she lived in some sort of fairy tail, where a prince come find her, riding a dragon and would sweep her off her feet. As she grew she decided that most princes were pompus and arrogant and that she would rather live with the dragon. Times like these weren't times to fantasize though, it was time to be serious. Why the world chose her, one of the least serious people in the history of least serious people, was beyond her.
Fate had it's way of tricking people and louring them into traps. Rin just didn't know if this was a trap, or if things would turn out all right.
"I don't think anyones coming for us soon either, but what else can we do? Who knows whats happening in the rest of the world? I'm telling you, I think the whole world had just turned their backs against us Japanese. Damn them." she huffed light-hearted.
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Now a magical, flying carpet that would be something. And with that thought, Dan instantly turned his eyes to the carpet on the floor, in front of the back-door. Sure Dan! We'll definitely make it fly, let alone make place for everyone to sit. The boy corrected himself, his ears catching onto the sound of unamused huffing. What did Rin say? The world had turned their backs on Japan? Unlikely, though, every country was for themselves. No matter what they told or showed you in public. Countries are selfish, the end. “It is odd though... really. But hey, who knows. Maybe this is al just a dream. And I'll probably just wake up in a few hours, wondering what the hell I dreamt about.” Damien shrugged, giving a faint sigh as he pondered some more.
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Rin frowned, what if it was a dream? What if she woke up in her old bed at the Shrine? What if she woke up and Dan wasn't there? What if Dan wasn't real?! A figment of her imagination, bu really... Who would think up someone so amazing? Was that possible? So many questions romed through her head and she felt like going to grab more headache medicine. She didn't though, she stayed curled up with Dan.
"Don't say that... It means I wouldn't have met you. I mean, what If your all made up? You seem real enough to me." She hid her face in his chest and mumbled, "I want you ro be real."
She truely did, even if they were just friends for the rest of their lives. Rin at least wanted to know him. She barely knew much about him, had only met him a while ago and she had already started to like him in a more romantic way. The world had gone crazy on her.
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The boy tapped on his forehead, with his right index finger. It had sorta, grown on him. Finding himself weird, because others thought he was. The fact was, Damien knew it, he knew that he would always, remain the odd one out. Still, there were those... other people, who hadn't questioned him about; How and Why. Mainly Rin though, as Dan didn't really know what Kouta thought about him.
So, this was either real life, or a dream. And Dan would definitely stick with real life. And if it isn't real life, then his mind is one, cruel joker...
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“Damien, I... I don't know how long we're going to be here, or if help will ever come. Even if this is a dream. But... Can you promise that you will try and remember me when things are over?” She asked, looking him in the eyes.
She would deffinitely remember him.
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Damien looked at the girl, confused. “I was only joking about that whole 'dream' thing, you know?” Well, a fuzzy mind was to blame for that. Still, Rin was, or appeared to be, serious about her request. Try to remember her? Dan would be glad if he could forget Rin for five seconds...! Wait, that was bad. Let me rephrase that; He couldn't forget her, even if he tried to do so. Damien thought that was obvious to the girl. So why did she need a confirmation about him, not forgetting her?
“I, promise...?” Dan answered carefully, not sure what reaction to expect. Neither what answer he had to give. “Hey. How could I forget you? Someone who doesn't think, I'm a weirdo. Plus, I think that head whacking of yours isn't something, that will leave my mind any time soon.” Damien tried hard not to laugh, though he did grin slightly. Hey, it was true, Rin definitely needed to manage her anger for words that meant, or could mean, 'short'. “Hey, that means you can't forget about me either.”
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She gave him a kiss on the cheek and a wink.
Considering the fact that she was being held 'hostage' by Dan, she would have fun with it. No point in being shy when it wouldn't help her with anything. Rush head first, what she always did.