Bloom - Sanekana Fanfiction

Chapter 19

*You may skip this chapter due to it being slightly irrelevant to Sanekana (less romance more emotional development)*

It had been over a week since the fateful revelation, and you could say that the pair was essentially 'dating'. Although this was the first day, they were meeting up alone at Sanemi's place. He had been eagerly looking forward to the evening. He was indeed a man of desires and was sure to fulfil his goal today; to cuddle with Kanae. Before he could blush red by thought of caressing her in his arms, he was interrupted

Kanae had struck up a conversation regarding their initial encounter with Douma in their present lifetime. She was still bothered by the happening. "I still don't get it....how is regaining memories of the past, even possible?" Kanae furrowed her brows, attempting to utilise her lifetimes of knowledge, but nothing struck a chord. What sort of unworldly phenomenon was behind this? Could the one behind this possibly be a threat to them in the future?

Sanemi looked at her uninterested, these philosophical aspects bored him. He had never been the type to rationalise things, or to put it frankly, to put his brain cells to use. It didn't bother him why or how it occurred, he was simply grateful that it did. "I'm sure that the man we saw before we passed out was responsible for it all..." Kanae muttered, deep in thought, jotting down maps of various conclusions in her mind. She remembered his ghostly appearance, his demonic eyes with cat-eye slits, she remembered it so accurately, but it seemed like an unworldly barrier stopped her from pinpointing the man's identity.

"Gah, who cares!" Sanemi exclaimed, stretching his limbs outwards "How does your brain not hurt from all this thinking"He leaned towards her, looking up at her strained face, gazing into her eyes intensely. He really didn't want to waste the limited time they had alone to pointless theories. He looked at her with a longing gaze, like a doe-eyed pup would have to his owner, craving affection. Kanae looked up at the ceiling instinctively to avoid his gaze. She saw a rusty paper with a weird eye-like pattern on it tapped to the wall. Before she could inquire further, a strange urge overcame her body.

"We have to go, now." Kanae said firmly, grasping Sanemi's hand as she dragged him outside. "What...why?" Sanemi queried, he but was met with silence. "Hey! atleast stop dragging me like a sack!" He escaped her grasp and simply walked behind her, feeling annoyed and puzzled at the same time. The universe really was against him and Kanae cuddling.

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"Where the fuck are you taking me?" The streets had an opulent sense of being. The surrounding scenery, a row of remarkable villas, caught Sanemi's eye. Every house looked as if it had been made for a member of royalty. His eyes wandered in disbelief, how were people this rich? What did they do to earn such a fortune? Lick the president's foot?

He chuckled at the thought, but stopped as he heard a crunch under his foot. Even a leaf blade seemed to be worth more than a kidney to Sanemi's modest bank balance. It made him shudder, clutching his wallet, this part of Tokyo made Aoyama look like a bird's nest. Yet this majestic place looked rather eerie at night, with a ghoulish mist that spooked Sanemi.

"Just follow me." Sanemi's gaze wandered back to Kanae, whose eyes held a stern, empty look. "But-" Sanemi protested only to be shut down. "No buts" Kanae's voice seemed rather robotic, stern and rigid. Sanemi didn't enjoy how adamant Kanae was, and scowled under his breath. "I don't get it? Can you atleast tell me where we are going!" He couldn't understand, this wasn't like...Kanae.

He knew she hated being left in the dark, a little uncertainty, and she would begin to freak out. Then why was she doing this to him? This wasn't a joke any longer, it seemed to be going too far. "Fine! Go where you want to, but I won't come along-" Sanemi froze, well he was still walking but his conscious froze. He couldn't get his muscles to stop moving. He internally screamed, trying to cease his steps, but his legs kept moving, following the precise path Kanae took.