Chapter 24: Prophetic Dreams

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"I heard that the head of Akashi household is in America...", a sly voice echoed through the room.

"Yes, he is sire...along with his son, Seijuro Akashi, the inheritor of Akashi household", the man loyal servant bowed politely to his master.

"Bring me 'that' person", an evil grinned appear in his master face.

"Are you sure sire? 'That' person?", his servant asked.

"Yes, I want him to erase that person", he took a pocket knife from his pocket and throw it toward a photo of Akashi family.

"They must die".

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-Mana P.O.V- (10 years later)

"Mana...", that voice called me.

I felt myself drowning deeper and deeper toward the abyss of the sea, the light is getting dim...

"Who's there...?".

"Help...me...", that voice look desperate.

"Who...are you?", I reached out my hand up, trying to reach the surface of the water...but it's no use, I can't move...I'm drowning deeper and deeper...

"Tell me...why you're asking my help?", I thoughts, the voice echoed as if it could hear what inside my thoughts.

The voice replied as I blinked, "Help...".

The echoing voice is starting to fade...it's getting smaller...I can't hear him...

"Wait! What do you want!? Why are you appearing in my dreams!? Who are you!?", I thought it out a loud.

A warm hands reached my hand.

"Seijuro..? Is that you?".

*  *  *

"Wake up!!!", Satsuki yelled.

"Sa-Satsuki!?", I startled.

"Geez, stop slacking on the bed. Or you will get fat", Satsuki reminded me.

"Fine...", I yawned.

Hello there, my name is Mana Mayoi, I'm 26 years old. I'm working as a novelist. I lived in a minimalist house along with my editor Satsuki at Tokyo. That's right Satsuki Momoi is my editor. "Remember you have to finish it on time before the deadline", Satsuki lectured me. "Fine", I grumbled. "Don't just 'fine' me", Satsuki pinched my cheek. "Let me go Satsuki!", I growled.

I lived on my own since last year, I moved on a new luxurious house that my family prepared for me. Although I refuse to use my family luxurious, my mother and father still insist. Me and Satsuki become close friend these days.

"Hm? My cellphone ringing", I said as I look my cellphone on my study table.

Just when I flipped my cellphone open a ridiculous cheerful voice greet me, "MANACCHI!!! HOW ARE YOU DOING?~".

"Ryota, lower your voice a bit, I might be deaf if you're continuing to greet me like that", I snarled.

Ryota still work as a model, he still save his money for his dream job, a pilot. Although he's rich, he refuse to use his money parents.

"Manacchi, next week is my birthday! I'm planning to invite you to America with me", he smiled.

"Me?".

"Not just you, the others too! Aominecchi! Midorimacchi! Murasakibaracchi!-".

"I know, I know", I sighed.

"We will stay in the hotel I book the other day, since it's my birthday it's on me. So don't worry", Ryota tease me.

"But why America? That's way too expensive Ryota", I scoffed.

"Manacchi you should be grateful, you might find HIM", Ryota pouted.

Ryota is really nice, but sometimes I don't want him to overdo it. By the way I will tell you about the others job. Daiki become a police officer in Tokyo, his office is right next to firefighter station which is where Taiga stationed, Taiga is a firefighter. Midorima become a doctor with his partner Takao as his assistant. Murasakibara is famous for his delicious cake, he is the best pastry chef in Japan, unfortunately I dislike sweets. Tatsuya is working as a coach somewhere in American with Alex.

Tetsuya job is a Kindergarten teacher in a nearby school.

Michigo work as a journalist for a certain newspaper company, while Hatsuki strive on her dreams to become the best volleyball athlete. I talk too much, I feel my throat dried.

"Ne Manacchi, did he contact you?", Ryota asked sadly.

"Seijuro? No", I answered.

"Weird...Akashicchi is not the type of person that forget his promise...", Ryota frowned.

It's been ten years...we never contact each other. Daiki already told Seijuro to contact us as soon as he landed in America but he never did. We've been trying to reach him, but it's no use.

"Maybe he's busy with the stuff about his company...", I frowned.

"Manacchi? Are you there?", Ryota asked concerned.

"Ah I apologize", I sighed.

"Don't worry about Akashicchi, maybe he's just busy", Ryota tried to cheer me up.

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"I've been having the same dreams", I told Satsuki as I walked on the streets, we decided to take a break in a nearby cafe.

"Eh? The dream about you're drowning and hearing voices?", Satsuki asked curiously.

"Yes", I gulped.

"I heard that they are some prophetic dreams that foretell the future!", Satsuki grinned.

"It just a myth", I sighed.

"I'm just saying!", Satsuki pouted.

"But that voice...it looks like his voice...", I stared the sky blankly. "Where are you Seijuro?".

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