Femi Ahmose's Story

She was still dreaming. She was back at Esna, rejoicing and secured tightly at the arms of her father and mother being surrounded by her family and relatives when her eyes suddenly snapped awake. Staring at the darkened ceiling of the room, she was harshly reminded of her recent situation.
Fighting the urge to either cry or scream out in frustration, she took the comforter off on top of her and went to the adjoining bathroom in ‘her room’. Though she thought she can finally try to live as much as she possibly can in this era, it appeared that her dream had once reminded her of what should be her goal.

Yes, Takuya and family had been nothing but welcoming and loving for her and her presence. But that dream—nightmare if you look at it in another angle, had clearly showed her to never lose focus for her ultimate purpose for staying here.

Wetting her face with the use of a towel nearby the sink, she looked at the mirror in front. Her wide green eyes were staring back at her, and she immediately noticed the bags forming underneath. This is the result of several sleepless nights where she always dreamt of her life back at Egypt.
”’Tis I do not want”, she uttered exasperatingly lightly tracing the darkened spots.

After a few moments of speculating herself, she finally decided to make a head start for the day, seeing that she can’t fall asleep once she got out of her bed. Shedding her clothes off one by one, she neatly placed them to the side after folding those, and opened the shower curtain. She made sure to set the water to the right temperature before she turned the knob on and went under the shower.

Knowing Takuya, he will be outside her door later on-- on the dot wanting to wake her up early. Their school was strict on schedule, and Femi would rather lose some sleep than get humiliated by arriving at the campus late.

When she was finally done showering, she went out, donned in a bathrobe and searched the closet for her uniform. As what is her usual routine, she made sure to ready all the things she needed for school every morning.

Upon seeing the organized books on the table near her bed, she can’t help but smile. She recalled the time where her brown-haired friend had painstakingly taught and showed her the horrors of Math, specifically Trigonometry and Algebra.

At first she didn’t think she’d be able to learn it, she was actually having trouble with school and now that their teacher had assigned them with yet another heavy lesson, a thing her brain can’t seem to cope with, she really thought she won’t be able to absorb everything. Thankfully, Takuya was there and he did what he had promised her, he helped her through all the lessons. He taught her about the things that he knew, the best that he could.
With her smile widening, she decided to put her books inside her bag and she readied her things for the class later that day. She turned to look at her mirror once again and stared at her well-ironed uniform and at her face. Now that she’s finally ready for school, sooner or later Takuya would be outside waiting to go with her for their class.

Once she heard the familiar knock, she immediately went towards it and opened the door, “Good morning Takuya!” She cast him a smile and went over to her bed, where she arranged her things, and got her bag.

She just hoped that he won’t notice the “make-up” she had used to conceal her sleepless nights. She was grateful to some of their female classmates who had shown her how to use concealers in order to ‘conceal’ the growing eye bags. It was such a shame they didn’t have this wonderful ‘womanly’ things at her period. If there was, it would be certain that it would be great help to the women of that era.
She beamed and looked towards him, noting him being prepared for school, like what is usual.

“Are you ready now? What is for breakfast?” She asked, unconsciously staring underneath her lashes and waiting for his reply.
His mother never failed to cook them breakfast, and for that she was eternally thankful for ever meeting a family like the Sanada’s.
Though it wasn’t obvious at her size, Femi can be a large eater if she wanted to. In fact, eating a humongous amount of food for breakfast is one of the basic things for the Egyptian princess.

Especially now that they are attending school, for her half a year stay here at Japan’s she had grown used to their scheduled eating time.
Though it was rather hard at first, since she was used to being served food every time she wanted to, she had finally grown a little used to their way of living here.

Takuya heard what Femi said about the topic of breakfast. His brain started to process the information and it concluded that she was talking about what is for breakfast. Takuya's eyes beamed up like a deer starting at the headlights of an automobile. Soon, Takuya sighed and said to Femi "Well, for breakfast, it's just toast with jam and butter, eggs and slices of vegetables. For drinks, we're having orange juice or coffee" in a jubilant tone. Takuya said "Shall I walk you to your table?" as he let his hand out for Femi to hold as he flashed a bright white smile.

Staring at Takuya’s bright face, Femi found herself smiling in return. Her eyes twinkled merrily and her own face lit up as she turned to him.

"Shall I walk you to your table?"

He had jubilantly and gentlemanly spoke, reaching a hand out to her. She couldn’t help but laugh as she noticed his charming smile. Giggling, the Egyptian princess took his hand and teasingly said, “Why kind sire, I will be glad to accompany you to the breakfast table!” She had tried to mimic one of those girls that they had studied in their history class. Those who are in medieval era if she had remembered correctly… With her hand gathering the sides of her skirt, she made a simple-mock curtsy and grinned at him.

Femi took his outstretched hand on her right hand with her bag into the other and dragged the brown-haired boy downstairs. Eyeing her classmate and resident closest friend, she studied his expression. It had surprised her. With the way she seemed to be in a playful mood today of all times. The smile never got off her face and the only thing she can think of was to make the person besides her do the same. It was a good thing that Takuya is feeling chirpy. Else he might mistake her playfulness in a different light. Femi doesn’t really want to create an awkward situation between them. After all, during the six months with his company, she had grown fond of his presence.

They shared a lot of memories that she just can’t forget rather easily. For example, just like yesterday’s scene. What happened last night was their secret. That was it. And they wouldn’t dwell that much about happenings like that.

The lack of sleep had been disregarded in favor of facing another new day in a happy mood. She was rather glad that it worked well in their favor (even if they are somewhat sleepy).

They are expected to be at school for this day--- later on actually. And while she enjoyed schooling, there is really just several times wherein she’d rather stay at home and lie in all day.

Still slightly dragging Takuya towards the dining room, she immediately smelled the delicious scent of breakfast wafting from over the room. She reflexively let go of the boy’s hand and went to Takuya’s mother. She smiled widely as she addressed the older woman (who is someone that became her mother figure here at Japan). Mrs. Sanada is really a caring and interesting person. She never failed to make the black-haired teenager all warmhearted and gooey every time they talk.

“Good morning Mrs. Sanada!” Her voice was cheerful and lively. Kissing the woman on the cheeks, she then pointed to the selection of food on the table, “the breakfast looks delicious as usual!”

“Let’s eat Takuya!” She shamelessly invited, turning to the one she forcibly pulled downstairs once she had seated and took hold of the fork and spoon.
‘It was truly a great blessing to be included in a family like this!’ She thought still emanating a bright aura as she ate quietly.

After a while, when their both done, she faced Mrs. Sanada- who had eaten with them along with the other members of the family and beamed, “We will be leaving after cleaning up. Thank you for this wonderful meal!” She courteously turned to the others and asked for those who were done. Once she collected everything, she went to the kitchen and promptly washed the dishes.

This was her daily routine and though she had a hard time before, she was really thankful that she learned how to wash dishes better. Nowadays instead of breaking a lot more of plates than washing them, she had absolutely known more and would seldom break plates and glasses.

After finishing all of this, she arranged her clothing and her things, and gazed expectantly at Takuya from where she had found him last.
“Let’s go to school now?” She inquired, cutely tilting her head to the side. Femi lightly tugged his hands and half-dragged and half-pushed him towards the door. “Let’s go!” She continued, energetically tugging onto his hands.

Takuya quickly finished his breakfast in a ravenous manner. It was as if he hadn't eaten for days, the savory flavors tantalized his light pink tongue which contained a multitude of taste buds. After some time passed, Takuya quickly finished his breakfast and smiled happily. His fingers intertwined with Femi's as he said "Yeah, of course, we'll go to school together. From my house, it is not that far" with a bright white smile as Takuya started to walk.