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Author: Bowleena
Fiction Rated: T - English - Romance/Humor - Satoshi H. - Reviews: 16 - Published: 07-28-06 - Updated: 01-13-07 - id:3071828

AN: I’ve had this chapter done for ages, sorry it’s taken so long to type! Here’s a summary of what’s happened so far: A strange mirror in Satoshi’s house has awoken! Apparently, Krad and Dark accidentally stuck a girl in there ages ago. Satoshi goes to tell the Niwa’s, but when the girl in the mirror attempts to tell them her story, they all fall to the floor!

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“What have you done to them?.!” Satoshi asked the covered object, his voice the essence of barely contained fury.

Ano… I think… I sorta… sent them to sleep? They still know what I told you and all that you’ve learned about my story… but they’re sleeping.

“Well,” Satoshi asked, straining to keep his voice low, “How can we wake them up?.!”

I… I’m not sure! She quickly continued, seeing the growing rage on the bluenette’s face. BUT Dark should still be awake…!

And, as if cued, the slumbering form of Daisuke Niwa changed into that of the infamous Phantom Theif, Dark Mousy.

“What have you done to them, you creep?.!” Dark stormed, grabbing Satoshi’s throat and pressing against the wall in a very Krad-ish manner.

“Quiet! Your face, you’ll wake Krad. What do you think he’ll do if he awakens in a room full of sleeping Niwa’s?” Satoshi choked out.

Dark loosened his hold of the Hikari’s neck, and lowered his voice to a stage whisper.

“What have you DONE?.!” He repeated.

It was me, not him… said the soft voice. Dark turned to face the covered object, dropping Satoshi.

“Is it really… her?” he whispered, and flung off the cover.

It was the mirror that Satoshi had spoken to that morning, but… it had changed. The girl inside was… melancholy. Her eyes were red around the edges, as if she had just been crying, or was trying to hold back tears. She seemed to lean against a non-existent wall behind her. Still, she was definitely the same girl. No one else could look like her, with those delicate hands, that long hair of no one colour, those whirlpool eyes. Her knee was still at that odd angle. I wonder what happened…? Satoshi thought, then shook his head. There were more important things to do!

“So she really was… trapped in there.” Dark whispered this too.

Yes, I was! I… I still am trapped in here. You just left me here! So much for you being the so called ‘good one’! You’re both evil! You… you! The girls eyes suddenly filled with tears.

“Ano… Mira-san… don’t…! Arrrghh!” Satoshi was frazzled. What was one supposed to do when a girl, trapped in a mirror for the past couple hundred years because of one’s family, starts bawling her eyes out like she’s Sailor Moon?

My name isn’t Mira She pulled herself together. Though, Mira suits me, as I haven’t been anyone, just a reflection, a copy, a feeble imitation, for the many years.

“I… guess we should figure out what to do, right, creepy boy?” Dark said.

There was no answer.

“Creepy boy…?” Dark said as he turned around. Or at least, that’s what he meant to say, but before he had finished saying creepy, he was slammed into the wall in the same manner in which he had held Satoshi just moments before.

Dark smiled a harsh smile.

“Nice of you to join us… Krad.”

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AN: Ooh a cliffy! But, I finally updated! Sorry I took so long, my life has been hectic O.o

I got my hair cut! Now, instead of being relatively straight and reaching the middle of my back, it brushes my shoulders, and it’s slightly curly! BIG CHANGE!

I don’t think anyone really cares, though. Author notes are so much fun to write!

Krad: You ramble too much.

Eem: YAY GRAVY!!

Q: Gravy is scary. But yet, it’s slightly addicting…

Me: YAY GRAVY! And now, I’m off to type out my first Gravitation story! And then, I will finally type out… SATO’S SCISSORS!!

Rejoice.

Yay for blue popsicles, -Bowleena



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