the game

the game:the plan

Chapter Three: The Plan

"And where there's pure love, there is no room for anger of any kind." - Sri Harold Klemp

I walked back to my house after a long day of working. I was tired, and beat. I was ready to sleep, but I knew that that was not possible for me to do. There was so much I had to do. I had to clean up the house, knowing my little sister had probably left it in a mess. Then I had to cook, and prepare the table..... There was just so much to do. I sighed, and opened the door. I paused for a moment. I had locked the door when I left.... Why was it open? I instantly got a bad feeling, and quickly went into the house, closing the door behind me. I looked around for anything out of the ordinary, but the only thing I could find was a folded up piece of paper on the table in the hallway. I picked it up, and looked at it. What the hell was it? And who was it from? I sighed, automatically thinking Haine had written it for me. I opened it, and my jaw fell open as I recognized the handwriting.

To....Well everyone I suppose. I don't know why I'm trying to make this so formal seeing how everyone will probably hate me by the end of this letter. Apologies first and foremost I'm truly sorry I had to do this, but I was made an offer I simply could not refuse. I'm not going to rehash everything because well I simply don't have the time. I have to make this quick, but don't ever come look for me. Know that I am happy with what I'm doing, and I don't want to be saved. I want to be left alone, and I certainly don't want to hurt any of you. By hurt, I do mean kill. You guys are the only people who have not treated me like dirt, and I thank you guys for that, especially you Haine. And it is you that I will regret most about hurting. I know how much you've tried to make me feel like one of the gang, and for a bit I actually believed that I could be one of you guys, and be care-free, but there is always something that reminds me that I simply don't belong on your guys side. I'm not a good person, and I don't know why I let myself become close to you guys. I always hurt the ones I love, and thus what I'm doing is just expected of a twisted, sick person like me. You guys should have seen this coming, but I'm sorry I had to this. Just promise me, that you'll forget I ever existed in your lives. That you guys even met me. I no longer belong as one of you guys. So forgive me for pretending to be something I'm not. What did I pretend to be? I pretend to be your friend when in truth I am not. What am I doing? I am joining The Hunters. Like I mentioned before, I was made an offer that I simply couldn't refuse. I'm so sorry for hurting you guys. Especially you Haine. I'll always treasure the friendship that we had, and I'll never forget what you did for me, but I must go. Don't bother looking for me. The things I seek now only lie in the darkness.

Haruo

I glared at the tiny piece of parchment paper. How could Haruo do that not only to us, but to my sister? Judging from the tone of the paper, he knew exactly how my sister felt about him, yet he still went on and did this? I scrunched up the piece of paper, ready to destroy it, but then thought better of it. Haine would want it. She would want to know what happened to her dear friend, and why he left. Though it would hurt her, I simply couldn't destroy the only thing that would mean anything to her.....

With another heavy sigh, I put the note down, and went about my daily chores....

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I had said my good- byes to Tenchi after telling him the big news. He was busy, and was about to go to the younger school to teach the kids there. So, I was left there alone. But then, I decided to go see Asami.

It's true, at first, every time I came to Oma, I would avoid asking people for the location for the Kishie's home location. I honestly didn't want to see them after seeing Satoshi's reaction, and words upon hearing who I was. After awhile, however, that fear died down, and I began to ask people where I could find them. Turns out, they were really nice people with four kids of their own. I was actually friends, very close friends, with one of them. I was close friends with their daughter, Sakura.