Wednesday, September 15, 2004

   AHH! RUN FOR COVER!
THUNDERSTORMS ON PARAAADE! o.o' I shouldn't even be posting, but as long as our retarded school didn't call in 2 hours late (they should have, I ain't going out there!) I guess we're not in IMMEDIATE danger. *rolls eyes* I'm sorry everyone, the thunderstorms have been coming since 6 PM yesterday, so I didn't get a chance to get to everyone's sites, except for the ones that update in the morning... Which weren't very many...

Sasuke: *hits* Scene!

Oh, yeah... Go nuts. *copy+paste*

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The next day, Rowan walked down a roughly paved sidewalk. The short old alley was the best shortcut to Sato’s house, and he knew it. They had run through this alley a lot, ever since they were kids. Rowan smirked a bit as he remembered how stupid they were back then, and knew that they would both say the same thing a few years from now. Rowan shrugged as he walked out the other side of the alley, soon walking down the now newly paved street.
A few blocks later, he finally reached Sato’s house. He instinctively looked up to their roof, not seeing Sato up there. He shrugged again, walking up to the front door and ringing the doorbell. He shoved his hands in his pockets as he waited for someone to answer.
Sasuke answered the door, and without even greeting him, he grabbed Rowan by the collar and lifted him up a few inches. “What the hell did you do?!”
Rowan stammered a bit fearfully, “I-I didn’t do anything! Put me down!”
Sasuke held him up in the air for a few more seconds, then dropped him. Sasuke growled, glaring at Rowan and snapping, “Why did she look so scared when she came home yesterday, then?”
Rowan shrugged, asking back, “Where is she now? I wanna make sure she’s okay.”
Sasuke rolled his eyes, nodding his head up. “She’s on the roof, as usual… On the other side, though.”
Rowan nodded, soon saying uneasily, “Umm, can I…?”
Sasuke rolled his eyes again, turning to go back into the house. “Go ahead…”
Rowan nodded a thanks, then turned to the wooden criss-cross pattern nearby their house. He jumped onto it, climbing up easily and hopping onto the roof. He swayed for a second, losing his balance on the slightly slanted footing, then straightened up, walking steadily to the other side of the roof. He saw Sato laying on the shingle pattern, listening to music with her eyes closed. Rowan smiled, soon crouching low and sneaking up on Sato. As he got within good feet of her without disturbing her, he snuck forward until his face was right above hers. He inhaled, prepared to shout something right in her face, but stopped short as he heard and saw her say, “Don’t even think about it, Jerk-face…”
Rowan sighed, falling back onto the slanted rooftop as Sato sat up, turning her music off and taking off her headphones. Rowan smiled, asking, “How did you know it was me?”
Sato shrugged, setting her Walkman on the shingles. “Women’s intuition can do great things.”
Rowan scoffed, rolling his eyes and smiling. Sato scooted up to where he was sitting, looking to him with a serious expression. She asked haltingly, “Umm… Rowan… About yesterday… I wanted to ask you… What was that… thing that attacked me?”
Rowan smiled secretively, and shot back, “Heh, ask your ‘intuition’.”
Sato growled playfully, jumping behind Rowan and slipping her arms under his, then reaching back and cupping her hands behind his neck, pushing on the back of his neck painfully. Rowan yelped, waving his arms around in their useless airborne position, “Oww, that hu- hey! OWW! Leggo, leggo! I give! Tap out, tap out!”
Sato snickered, releasing his arms and looking to him with a smile. Rowan rolled his shoulders and rubbed his neck, wincing slightly as he straightened up. “Sato… There’s something I have to tell you. I don’t know if you’ll even believe me, but whether you do or not, it’s the honest-to-God truth.”
Sato nodded, now giving Rowan her undivided attention. Rowan sighed, continuing bluntly, “I… Can see the future.”
Sato sat, frozen, for a few seconds, then smiled and gave him a playful punch on the shoulder. “Good one, Rowan…”
Rowan shook his head. “I’m dead serious. I can. I foresaw my trial the night of Hawthorn’s murder, and I foresaw that guy attacking you.”
Sato’s grin faltered, and she looked to Rowan curiously. “So that’s why you were so worried yesterday? When Sasuke didn’t drive me home?”
Rowan nodded, staring at the shingles. He continued, “And… I haven’t seen anything else yet, but-“
“Wait a sec,” Sato cut in, soon asking, “how can you see this junk?”
“I dream it. And there’s been a few cases where it’s come true.”
Sato snickered, looking to Rowan doubtfully. “You dream it? How do you know it’s not sheer coincidence?”
“Sato, I got blamed for murder last weekend, and my dream predicted it, I think that’s too big of a coincidence to be luck. And you got attacked, and spoke the same dialogue in my dream, word for word.”
Sato smiled, reaching over and tapping him on the nose. “I’ll tell you. One of your crazy dreams comes true again, and then I’ll believe you. ‘Kay?”
Rowan nodded, smiling and reaching out his hand. “Deal.”
Sato shook it, and let out an “ACK!” when Rowan tugged her forward and put her in a headlock, messing up her hair playfully. She growled, looking up at him and saying quickly, “Hey, Rowan, knock it off, lemme go!”
Rowan smiled, releasing his headlock and looking to the edge of the roof. “So, what now?”
Sato smiled, giving Rowan a push towards the rooftop edge. “Let’s get down from here, for one thing.”

***END TRANSMISSION***

Alright, I think that's the right scene... ^^' I'll go check once I'm done with this. OKAY! THUNDERSTORMS SUUUUCK!!! It should stop this afternoon, so I should be able to get to everyone's sites. PEAS!

Quote of the Day: "Get back here, you little shit! You aren't dead YET!!!" --Mohiten, "Last Chapt Redux"
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