Jackson Orako's Story

Sayuri

Sayuri seemed astounded at the very thought of destruction of school property. "No! I don't want you to break the door! Jeez, were you raised in a barn or something, Jackson? You don't just go around breaking things that aren't yours, especially school property. First of all, it's against the law, and second of all, it gives room for expulsion. Technically, you weren't even supposed to be allowed in here since you aren't enrolled in the school yet, so if you get in trouble, then so do I," she said, leaning her head back against the door and closing her eyes. "Stupid ..." she muttered, more to herself then him.

After several moments, she opened her eyes and looked up at him. "You know, since you started following me, nothing's been going right," she said quietly, rubbing her face and resting her chin on her arms on her knees. "You can sit down," she offered, before returning to what she was saying before. "Who are you, Jackson Orako?" she asked, frowning deeply.

With her command and order to sit down, he did just so. Taking a ball at the side and started playing with it.

"You know, since you started following me, nothing's been going right," she said quietly, rubbing her face and resting her chin on her arms on her knees. "You can sit down," she offered, before returning to what she was saying before. "Who are you, Jackson Orako?" she asked, frowning deeply.

He stared at her with dark eyes. His eyes was definitely filled with anger, but he calmed down in a bit after, and stood back up. "Don't try to pry into my past. Please. I don't wanna talk about it." He walked towards the door, while grabbing her hands. Suddenly, Sayuri and him both dived down into the ground, and in another moment, they were outside of the locked shed. He let go of her hands, and knelt down beside her, his mouth beside her ears. "Don't tell anyone about this." He mumbled softly at her ears, and stood back up, hands on his waist. "Now, let's go and explore the school more, Sayuri-chan!"

Sayuri

In the moment that he looked so angry he was almost curious, Sayuri, for some odd reason, felt a soft trill of fear combined with guilt flutter through her. She didn't understand why she felt guilty, but she understood the fear. The look in his eyes caused her to lean away from him, almost recoiling, and when he grabbed her hands and pulled her from the ground, she cringed a bit. The next thing she knew, she flew into the ground and were suddenly on the other side of the door. She wobbled a little on her feet and collapsed to her knees, her eyes wide and her breath stilled, her body frozen.

When Jackson went on to act as if nothing had happened, she shot up from the ground and pushed his chest, her expression both confused and angry. "How dare you act like nothing just happened! You can't just ... J-just ... D-do something like that and-and not expect me to freak out!" she shouted, thankful that the gym was empty at this point. She took a few steps back from him, holding her hand out in his direction. "If you're going to do weird, freaky things like that, then stay away from me, Orako!" she shouted, turning and fleeing in the direction of the door.

Jackson, in his position, could do nothing but stand and stare at Sayuri, as she runs away from scene. This has happened before. This wasn't weird. It always happened to him. He was the most naughty one in the four season brothers. He is always constantly escaping to places on Earth and everytime he did, he finds a crush. He and his crush would converse, become friends, hang out, gets in danger or locked up in places like this, Jackson does his best to help, all only to be rejected from them and somehow called a monster. Though somehow after the guardians would erase their memory, his didn't. He wished for it to end. He didn't want to remember those heavy mental pain on him anymore. He turned around and punched the door. A hole in it, he later fell to his knees. "Damn. DAMN. DAMN. DAMN!! DAMN IT ALL. WHY WAS I BORN LIKE THIS?!" He yelled, as tears slowly flooded his eyes and later streaming down his cheeks. "I was just trying to be nice... WHY DO THEY ALWAYS HAVE TO DO THIS. I tried to be positive and cheery... BUT ALL THEY DO IS RUN AND CALL ME MONSTER. IS THAT HOW I SHOULD LIVE?! HUH?! THESE STUPID POWERS HAS DONE NOTHING BUT HURT ME. SO WHY SHOULD I LIVE?! JUST KILL ME ALREADY, HEAVEN. I REFUSE TO LIVE ANYMORE." He yelled, kneeling down and banging on the wall every moment. He quickly stopped, and dived underground again, disappearing from the scene.

Sayuri

She slammed through the doors and finally stopped, breathing hard not from exertion, but from shock of what had just happened. She leaned against the gymnasium wall, her hand over her forehead, her eyes wide in ... Confusion. "What the Hell just happened in there ...?" she murmured, dropping to her knees. She closed her eyes and shook her head. "I'm so lost," she whispered, blinking repeatedly in an attempt to understand what was happening to her, and what had just happened inside.

She began to pace.

"Alright, so let's go over what I know. His name is Jackson Orako and I only just met him about an hour ago. He has amazing fighting abilities and speaks in odd ways. He claims that he was home schooled, but he's Japanese and acts as though he's never even seen a school or eaten food here. He has some weird transportation ability ..." she trailed off, looking at the doors to the gymnasium as guilt shot through her. "But he's sweet, kind, and one of the most caring people that I've ever met in my entire life, and he makes me feel the most abnormal of things, which no one has ever made me feel before. He's also extremely handsome, but far too hyper, and is a sappy romantic that believes in love at first sight," she said thoughtfully, rubbing at her temples.

Stifling a sigh, she moved to the doors and shoved them open. "Jackson, I-" she cut off, looking around the empty gym. But this was the only way out ... She quickly shut the doors and, completing dismissing her duties as Student Body President, she took off and out of the school grounds, down the streets of the city, all the while shouting. "Jackson!" she cried, her hands cupped around her mouth. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean it!" she would add on, or variations of it, nearing the outskirts of the city. "Jackson, please! I didn't mean what I said! I'm just confused is all!" she yelled desperately, tears springing to her eyes, but for no apparent reason. She lowered her head and hands in a desolate manner, then turned and kicked the first thing she could come into contact with.

Which was no other then a solid piece of flesh. Her eyes widened and she slowly looked up, grimacing as she saw the large man before her. The Leader of the Black Rapids gang.

Before she could react - for her senses had been dulled from guilt, fear, and her being upset - his hand had shot out and clamped around her throat, easily lifting her off of the ground. He let out a growl, his face near hers, a bump on his head quickly forming. Yet, she found no use in fighting him back, merely grabbed his wrists and stared at him, momentarily slipping into her depressed self.

Kyou

Kyou snapped the newspaper so it would stay open, looking up when her food and shake were delivered. "Thank you," she said, turning back to the newspaper. She frowned, looking over the rim of her paper when some random guy she had never met or seen before, sat down before her, and began to drink his coffee and play with his pet bird as if it were nothing to sit down with some stranger.

She folded her newspaper and fixed a dark gaze on him. "Can I help you?" she asked, her annoyance evident. "Because yes, yes you are bothering me. Don't you know it's rude to sit down with a random stranger and start bothering them? And who in their right of mind owns a bird as a pet? If I were that bird, I'd fly away as soon as you had let me off of my leash. Now go away," she snapped, snatching up her shake and taking a sip.

In a distant alleyway where no one passed by, Jackson appeared, tears still running down his red cheeks. He was standing, hands supporting his body with a stopping from the wall, but slowly after, he dropped down to his knees. His attempt to wipe the tears off with his hands had only made it worse. He couldn't stop his crying, but he had held it in a lot. "Damn... I-I hat-hate i-it wh-when thi-this happens..." His speech interrupted by his every hiccups caused by the tears. He placed his hands to the ground, and move forward with his head into the arm. He wanted to stop the tears, but it couldn't stop. Nothing he can think of now can help. Now all he could think of was only negative memories, the memories of him always being called monster. No one could have blamed him for being like this. His cheery attitude was only a facade to hide his past, and his kindness was at the verge of breaking down. He almost gave in to forgetting kindness, and continue his life more lonely than he ever was, when he felt a sensation he never felt before.

Using his powers, he could fell footsteps a few kilometers away from him. It never stopped. It was running to something. It was trying to find something. Or someone. This footings was extremely similar, but it took no time at all for Jackson to recognize whose it was. "S...Sayuri!" He knew it was her. She was trying to find him. She was desperately trying to apologize. He was moved. His tears flooded his eyes more, and more tears streamed down his face. He didn't hesitate. He quickly tried to find where she was, even thought the feeling was small. He didn't want to give up. If he could start over a life with her, he would do anything to reach it. He would treasure it more than anyone else had treasured their loved one, and he would never leave her. Not a single chance will he forget her. "SAYURI! WHERE ARE YOU?!" He screamed and yelled to the top of his throat, trying to find her. Suddenly right when he pinpointed where she was, that sensation disappeared. It went away like smoke.

He quickly rushed for that pinpointed location. He ran like there was no tomorrow. He knocked into peoples and apologized with a very quick and rushed 'sorry', and just when he turned into a corner, there was Sayuri. In the hands of a giant muscled man. He grabbed her throat as she struggled to breath and fought rather weakly against him. Suddenly, that expression on his face which was once lost and sad, had turned into pure anger and revenge. He took his every step with a killing intent that increases every so much with it. The man noticed the angered Jackson and turned his eyes to look at him. He let out a disgusted face and went with his business -which was strangling Sayuri - but he was interrupted by a faint voice by Jackson. "Hands off my woman." The man couldn't hear it well, and demanded a repeat. "Hand off of her." Yet again, it was faint, and just when he stopped right in front of Sayuri, his immense strength pulled the hand away from Sayuri, and the man tried to punch him. He stopped it with ease, and twisted it so hard that turned 120 degrees. The man screamed for pain, as he knelt down, holding his twisted wrist in pain, and when he looked up, Jackson's eyes was like that of a demon. "I said. Hands. Off. My. WOMAN." He ended the last word with a strong push into the wall next to them, and instantly, the walls broke like mirror, and it shattered as if it was a plain wood. It cracked so hard that his head was plunged into the space inside, and was left hanging outside like that.

Jackson turned around and knelt down in front of Sayuri, patting her head. "Hey, Sayuri-chan. You okay?" His bright smile returned his face, and a relieving and gentle voice came out rather than his usual cheery voice. "I'm sorry if I was late, but I'm glad that you're just fine."

Sayuri

Sayuri fixed a slightly more frightened gaze on the man that held her, realization suddenly entering her mind. Her lips were turning blue and her face was becoming red, her struggles becoming weaker and weaker.

Then, she heard it; a voice, shouting, a few streets away. It was clear as day, however, and she coughed and gagged a little, the voice giving her a bit of hope that the man wouldn’t succeed. When he appeared at the end of the alleyway, the hope surged, but she was quickly growing dizzy and light headed. Dots splashed across her vision and she wheezed, her kicks far too weak to even be felt at this point.

”Hands off my woman,” she heard, the voice a snarl. She flicked her pink eyes over to Jackson. [/n]”Hands off of her,”[/b] he demanded, his voice cold. She felt a chill sweep across her skin, causing her white and red skin to pepper with goose bumps. And then, he was there, somehow wrenching the leader’s hand away from her throat, his opposite hand stopping the leader’s other hand from connecting with his face. She dropped to the ground with a soft thud and laid there in an attempt to regain her breath, her color – very slowly – returning.

When she finally recovered enough to see clearly, she pushed herself up onto her hands and knees. She looked up in time to see the leader flying through the wall. Her eyes widened in shocked as the bricks completely crumbled as soon as he made contact with the wall. He was almost immediately immersed in the wall, half-hanging out of it. Jackson’s words echoed through her mind.

”I said. Hands. Off. My. Woman.”

Despite what had just happened to her, a soft thrill slid through her body, causing her to regain her color a bit more quickly, especially in her cheeks. Her throat was quickly bruising, however, and rubbed at her neck, coughing a little as Jackson approached her. When he patted her head, she frowned a little, and then looked up at him. She turned her head and stared at the man through the wall, before turning back to Jackson.

”Hey, Sayuri-chan. You okay? I’m sorry if I was late, but I’m glad that you’re just fine.”

Sayuri stared at him, her eyes wide, and she grabbed his arm out of nowhere. “Jackson,” she rasped out, her throat scratching, and she suddenly pulled him down. Her arms went around his neck and she clutched herself against him, more tears springing to her eyes. “I was so scared … Thank God you showed up …” she whispered, closing her eyes, thick tears dropping from her face and onto his shoulder. “I’m so sorry that I said those things. I was confused and I didn’t understand … I’m so sorry,” she sobbed out, hiding her face in his shoulder. “Please, please forgive me …”

Kyou

Kyou could see the hospital at this point, and she looked over at the boy, her eyes narrowed slightly as she studied him. Yes, he was attractive, but there was something … Off about him, something almost surreal, and something that didn’t belong in a normal human being. She frowned. There’s something wrong with this boy …

She slowed to a stop as they reached the hospital, and crossed her arms, turning to face him. “Well, this is it,” she said, looking over at the building. She was quiet for a moment, then turned her gaze back to him. “My name is Kyou, Kyou Fujubayashi. It was … Nice meeting you,” she said, rubbing her arm uncertainly. “Once again, I’m sorry about before. I was in a bad mood and I sort of lashed out at you,” she mumbled.

She didn’t know what it was, but this boy somehow made her want to actually be … Kinder. More open, and not be the normal bitch that she is. She frowned again, looking at the hospital. “On second thought, seeing as you haven’t been in this country before, I should probably help you with the people inside, shouldn’t I?” she asked, for some odd reason wishing to spend more time around this boy. She turned and made her way into the hospital, approaching the receptionist with a smile. “Hello Hira, I’m just stopping in to see the children. I brought a friend with today,” she said. The woman looked shocked and stared at Christian as Kyou led the way around the counter and down the hall, in the direction of the elevators. “You’re going to love the children,” she said, smiling brightly at the thought of seeing the children. “They’re so sweet and innocent,” she gushed, pressing the button to summon the elevator.

“I was so scared … Thank God you showed up …”

Jackson was surprised at the moment, and when Sayuri started to digging her head onto his shoulders, he smiled. The tears dripped on his shoulders, some went down his back, but he didn't care. He wrapped his arms around her; softly and gently, holding the crying and panting Sayuri as she cried more and more.

“I’m so sorry that I said those things. I was confused and I didn't understand … I’m so sorry,”
“Please, please forgive me …”

He closed his eyes softly, and his smile widened. He patted her head and carried her up princess style. He started walking towards the school he knew where it was, with stares all on him, and a siren soon arrived. The crying Sayuri looked at him with her red eyes, while Jackson turned into an alleyway. "You don't have to be." He said, just as when no one passed by, he dove underground, and the next thing, they were back in the entrance of the school.

He placed her back down, and she stood weakly, wiping her eyes. He helped wiped by putting his finger to the one tear that escaped her eyes. "I know you are, it happens, but what I didn't expected was your cry. It reached out to me, but I was unable to locate it. I should be sorry, not you." He said, his bright smile returned, but tears still came out of his eyes. It was the tears of joy. Of relieve. And most of all, of love. "I forgive you, Sayuri-chan. Just always remember that I'm on your side, no matter what. I will be here for you anytime. Forever, and ever, even until death do us apart, I'll still find you no matter what." The tears clearly streaming down, as he put his face closer, foreheads in contact with each other. "So do me the favor and be with me. Forever. So that we won't be separated ever again. Ever, ever again..." His voice lowered, to the point where someone has to be really close to them then can they hear it, and his lips touched her forehead, followed by a push into his arms.

Sayuri

When Jasper plucked her up easily into his arms, she was forced to cling to his chest. Then, he went ahead and did the weird trick he had done before, causing her to gasp and clench her hands in his shirt. When they appeared at the school and he let her stand, she lowered herself slowly and stood there weakly, hanging on to his arm to stay standing, still not accustomed to the transportation methods he seemed so fond of using. She rubbed at her eyes and her breath hitched a little when his finger wiped at a stray tear, causing her heart o hammer in her chest.

When he claimed he was the one to blame, Sayuri frowned, and it only deepened when she saw that he was crying. "Why are you crying?" she asked softly, her brows drawing together. For a moment, she completely ignored what he was saying, and instead pulled a small hankey from her skirt pocket. She lifted it and brushed at his cheeks, then at hers, before replacing it in her pocket.

The next thing she knew, his forehead was touching hers and his breath was brushing across her face, her eyes widening in surprise. She then realized what he was saying, and what he was saying, caused her to catch her breath and hold it, her heart hammering, her face reddening. She stumbled a little as he pulled her into his arms, and grabbed the front of his shirt to hold herself up. She stood still for several moments, before pulling away a little, her eyes on his chest. "But ... I don't even know you. We only just met a few hours ago, and you're already basically asking me to marry you. I don't know how things work where you come from, but this is hardly proper. Aside for you follow me, then us becoming locked in a closet, and then me almost being killed, we haven't really done much to get to know each other. And ever since you came into my life, my entire world has been turned upside down. What are you doing to me, Jackson?" she asked quietly, seeming to have decided to drop the formalities between them.

What she said, was a something that both hammered his heart, but yet lighten it up. The bad part, is that he won't be able to be with her forever. The good part, though, is that he can improve their relationship before even going into the stage of marrying. He quickly depressed, and placed his arms against the wall beside, a dark gloom aura emitting from him, but suddenly, he turned around, with his bright cheery smile.

His normal cheery voice came back, and he gave a thumbs up, with an intention of an innocent boy. "Well, that just means more time to make us closer! That's something interesting! Yahoo! I'm so gonna win her heart in this month! If not the month after! I don't care! I'll make her mine one day!" He cheered to himself, jumping around with his fist up. He suddenly stopped and grabbed Sayuri's hands. "Let's introduce ourselves again! My name is Jackson Orako. I'm 17 and I love Sayuri! Nice to meet you!" His opened mouth moved along with his smile, and his sincere feelings was sure to reach somewhere inside her heart, even by a slim chance.

Sayuri

With a frown, Sayuri watched Jackson become depressed. How could me saying that I would like to at least get to know him first make him so depressed? He's crazy ...

She smiled when he returned to his old self, even grabbing her hands and almost jumping around in joy. She laughed a little and shook her head. "Hello Jackson. I'm Sayuri, Sayuri Aika Sakagami," she smiled, taking a step closer to him. She grabbed his other hand and held them between their bodies, smiling up at him. "It's nice to meet you, Jackson," she said softly, winking at him. She felt so bold in that moment, with her head tilted back and her eyes half-shut, practically begging him to do at least something, if anything.

(Sorry it's so short, I did it from my iPod)

He giggled, and quickly pulled Sayuri in a rush to exploring the school. "C'mon! Show me more of your school! I want to know more!"He laughed as he pulled away Sayuri, expecting her to follow his pace.

It had been long since he ever recovered from a depression so fast. But he decided. This is the one he was waiting for. This is the girl destiny had led him to, and most importantly, he ain't gonna let go of her now. Not when he had already found the one truly for him. He vowed, at that time, to protect her with anything. He will throw his life if for her sake. That bright cheerful expression of his will never go, as it became the one thing that he will do when she's here. Nothing will stop him from anything now. He will get her heart. He just know it. "C'mon! Let's go already!"

Sayuri

Her eyes widened as he grabbed her hand and hurriedly began to pull her away. "Jackson, slow down-" she gasped out, stumbling a little in her rush to keep up. She felt disappointment surge inside of her and her lip went out in a pout. He obviously doesn't know when a girl wants him to kiss her, she thought, a bit of irritation in her gaze. She looked at the side of his face as he pulled her along, her eyes taking in his features. She felt her heart swell and butterflies began to flutter around in her stomach, her lower lip being bit down upon by her upper teeth. Finally, she tightened her hand in his and tugged him to a stop.

"Jackson, please, slow down. Not everyone has enormous strength and the endurance of a cheetah," she joked, brushing her hair back from her face. She stood there for a moment to catch her breath, looking at him through her lashes. "You really don't know when a girl wants something, do you?" she asked, raising a brow at him. She stepped closer, holding his between between both of hers and between their bodies. She stepped closely enough so that their noses were almost touching, and allowed her eyes to fall half-closed. "I wanted you to kiss me, not pull me around campus and urge me to show you the school, and confused me in the process of what exactly you want to know more about," she said, a smile on her lips. "When a girl looks at you like that, they want you to kiss them," she said quietly.

"When a girl looks at you like that, they want you to kiss them,"

Immediately, Jackson blushed. Rather hardly. His eyes was quickly unstable. Words wanted to come from his mouth, but he couldn't. He panted quickly, and when he looked back up at Sayuri, he focused especially on the lips. The thought of touching those attractive pink lips made his heart pounced more. "B-B-B-Bu-But, y-y-you s-said t-t-t-that we h-h-have to-to-to-to know e-e-e-each other m-m-more b-b-before doing this kind of t-t-t-t-t-t-thing..." He quickly calmed himself down. He rubbed his chest in an attempt to ease his breathing and panicking, and after a moment, he stopped.

He inhaled heavily, held the breath for a few seconds, and immediately, he stepped forward, holding Sayuri's arms together on the side, and kissed her. That moment was probably the best in his life, as he closed his eyes and the thought of the lips connecting together right now seemed to have excited him, rather than scared. He decided to continue until Sayuri tells him to stop. He doesn't want to be the one to back out. Instead, he wanted to savor this moment and burn it into his mind.

Sayuri

"B-B-B-Bu-But, y-y-you s-said t-t-t-that we h-h-have to-to-to-to know e-e-e-each other m-m-more b-b-before doing this kind of t-t-t-t-t-t-thing..."

She tilted her head back a little, her eyes hooded. "Forget what I said," she murmured, and a moment later, he seemed to do precisely that. He took in a breath and grabbed her arms, holding them against her sides, and, with her heart hammering in her chest, he finally claimed her lips with his own. Immediately her breath hitched and her eyes widened before they fell closed, and despite his grip on her arms, she lifted her hands and let them fall upon his chest. She returned his kiss and shrugged off the hold he had on her, instead stepping into his arms and slipping her own around his neck, where her fingers toyed with the hair at the back of his neck.

Sayuri let him kiss her and returned the kiss for around another minute, before she broke it and opened her eyes, her breathing labored. She looked up at him through her lashes, then lowered her forehead to his chest. "I know what I said. But sometimes, you just need to go with your gut feeling," she said quietly. "Not always, but there are those times when you know what you want and that you want it at that exact moment," she said, tilting her head back to look up at him again. Her cheeks turned a light pink and she stepped back out of his arms, looking a bit embarrassed. She slapped him lightly in the chest. "What are you doing to me?" she muttered, turning around and starting away from him. She fixed her bag and slipped her hand inside of it, removed her keys, and slid the ring around her wrist. "Now will you tell me how you can do those ... Things?" she asked, stopping underneath a tree that sat outside of one of the many buildings strewn across the campus. She leaned back against the trunk of it and fixed her eyes on him. "I agreed to go on a date with you, and I'll tell you anything you want to know about me. But you have to answer some of my questions in return," she said.

Jackson's breathing finally calmed down, and when she broke the kiss, he could do nothing but stare back at her, running wild in his own imaginations. He imagine that she and him would suddenly go into dating, then marrying, then having kids, then growing old while watching the kids have fun with their life, then Sayuri passed away first, then Jackson himself. Those imaginations were interrupted by Sayuri's next speech.

"Now will you tell me how you can do those ... Things?" she asked, stopping underneath a tree that sat outside of one of the many buildings strewn across the campus. She leaned back against the trunk of it and fixed her eyes on him. "I agreed to go on a date with you, and I'll tell you anything you want to know about me. But you have to answer some of my questions in return," she said.

Jackson quickly followed her to that tree and sat down beside her, his hands touching the ground. "My name is Jackson Orako, but this is but a fake name I had decided with my brothers." Suddenly, grass started to grow on the land he touched, and seemingly, flowers started to sprout rather abnormally fast. "I'm the Spring season itself, and I can do things that interacts with the Earth." He said, while making a side of the ground bumped up. "That thing I did is also another form of my ability. To travel through the Earth to where I have already pictured the area I've been to." He said, gently holding Sayuri's hands, and suddenly teleporting at the entrance of the school and back to the area they were. "Seeing as it is supposedly Spring now. I can do this this too." He raised his hands on the sky, and suddenly, heavy rain started pouring onto the area, but before he did that, he shaped the tree behind him to form a shelter above him and Sayuri. He swung his hands down, and the rain stopped, and the tree returned to how it was.

"That's about it of my abilities." He said, standing and wiping off the dirt on his pants. "As for where I came from, you can probably guess." He said, his smile returning. "Any questions?"

Sayuri

"My name is Jackson Orako, but this is but a fake name I had decided with my brothers."

At that moment, grass and flowers began to grow in the area that he had rested his palm upon. The speed that both grew at was abnormal, but the flowers were beautiful none-the-less. She knelt down beside him and plucked one of the flowers he had sprouted, gently pressing the petals to her nose. She inhaled deeply, then exhaled slowly and broke the stem of it. She then slid the flower behind her ear and smiled at him.

"I'm the Spring season itself, and I can do things that interacts with the Earth. That thing I did is also another form of my ability. To travel through the Earth to where I have already pictured the area I've been to."

He suddenly grabbed up her hands, and immediately they were transported to the entrance of the school, then back to the tree. Sayuri was forced to grab his arm to steady herself, and held onto him.

"Seeing as it is supposedly Spring now. I can do this this too." He raised his hands on the sky, forcing her to move her arms around his abdomen instead of his arm, and out of nowhere, a heavy rain began to pour around them but to avoid them from becoming soaked to the bone, he somehow shaped a tree above them, which blocked out all of the rain. He brought his hands down, but she kept her arms around his wist, and the rain eventually came to a stop, and slowly the tree above them moved back to its original shape.

"That's about it of my abilities." He stood then, and she had no choice but to follow him, rising along with him and keeping her arms around him, locking her hands together. "As for where I came from, you can probably guess. Any questions?" His smirk was contagious, so she smiled right along with him, before letting a laugh bubble out from between her lips.

"That's it?" she asked incredulously, smiling at him and rolling her eyes. "I have no abilities, yet you don't see me complaining," she said, removing her arms and throwing them in front of his face. "Those powers are pretty amazing, Jackson. Or should I call you Spring?" she teased, walking up to him so that her face was near his, their noses touching. "I won't pretend to understand how all of this works, and I won't pretend to care about you, because no pretending is needed," she smiled, lifting her hands to his chest. "Besides, whatever is going through your mind, I have no doubt in my own mind that it's something odd. So, a penny for your thoughts, Spring?" she murmured, her smirk turning into a full-fledged smile.

"I won't pretend to understand how all of this works, and I won't pretend to care about you, because no pretending is needed," she smiled, lifting her hands to his chest. "Besides, whatever is going through your mind, I have no doubt in my own mind that it's something odd. So, a penny for your thoughts, Spring?" she murmured, her smirk turning into a full-fledged smile.

Jackson had not realized he was still holding her hand until she flung her arm in front of him. The powers... are amazing? He thought. Being scared was one thing, but now, accepting and thinking that it's amazing? That had only made him love her more. She leaned forward, and their noses met each other. She placed he hands on his chest, but he was rather calm then, unlike his old self. He grabbed the hand on his chest and wrapped his other on her back. It seemed as if the tragedies of his past never occurred."What I think about these powers?" He said, as he closed his eyes and his smile opened wider. "These powers led me to here, journeying from all that past. It brought me to you, so I can't complain anymore." He rubbed their noses together. The past was a something of history now, and from now on, he will bet his own life on this girl he had met and loved.

Sayuri

"What I think about these powers? These powers led me to here, journeying from all that past. It brought me to you, so I can't complain anymore."

Sayuri flushed a light pink, the pink turning red as he rubbed their noses together. She looked at him through her lashes, her lips pulling back into an amused smile. "You're a hopeless romantic, you know that?" she asked, giving him a soft kiss before leaning back from him. "You're just lucky I like you anyway," she teased, stepping back from him. She took his hand in one of her own and brought it up to her face, pressing his palm against her cheek. "I don't understand you," she sighed, closing her eyes for a moment before opening them and locking them on his. "Why me? Why me over all of the other girls on Earth. You're Spring personified. You could have had any girl in the world, but you chose me. Why?" she asked, lowering his hand and starting in the direction of the school. "Why me, Jackson?" she asked quietly, lifting his arm by his hand and placing it across her shoulders. She rest her head on his own shoulder and spun her keys around her index finger on her free hand. She suddenly ducked out of his arm and danced a few steps away, his turtle in her hand, and she held him out in front of her. "If you want him, you're going to have to come and get him," she taunted, slipping her keys into her bag. Placing the turtle on her head, she gives him a smirk and laughs. "You might have beaten me in a fight, but you won't catch me," she bragged, taking a few steps back. She then turned and took off, pressing her hand down on the turtle so he wouldn't bounce up and down on her head. She let out a laugh and ducked around a corner, then took off once again.

"W-Wait! Greg!" Jackson yelled his distress. He raised out his hand by instinct, and with the turn of a corner, she was gone. "Why, you ask..." He looked back up the sky. "I wonder why too..." He said, closing his eyes and raised his hands. With the image of grabbing something, he finally opened his eyes, and looked back at the corner. "I. Don't." He yelled, as he quickly sped to the corner and turned to it. Sayuri can be seen running across the campus, her hand on her head with the turtle on it. He quickly chased her, with yelling, "Need a reason to love!" Right when he finished his sentence, he was already a few inches behind Sayuri, when he fell down and hit his face down to the ground, flat. Although the pain wasn't enough to make him scream, he pretended to. "Ouch! it hurts!" He pulled over his hand and covered his face, rolling on the ground. "Damn it, it hurts like hell!" His acting was very convincing, so convincing that people who doesn't know his acting skills will really thought that it was real, and the people who knows will still be amused by his acting skill. His brother used to call him to be an actor, since he was so good at acting, but he would always refuse and reply with a, "My life is my decision, so I choose what I want to be." And then they would go all quiet, without any comebacks.