Chapter 3

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After a short lived argument outside, and some weird interruptions from Neptune about saving a game, everyone ended up inside. Sawako had learned of their origins, and because of the absurdity of it, told them to come in. She hadn't been entirely thinking, and when they all filed in and sat in the living room, she put her bottom in her mother's living room chair, and watched everyone closely.

The Souma's and Tohru all were in a deep conversation. After Momiji glomped Sawako, they started to seem... off. Shigure, the tall, black haired one of them all, was sitting quietly, staring at the ceiling.

Leaning forward, he spoke up. "I have a theory."

"Oh, really?" Yuki's voice was sharp and sarcastic, a clear contrast between the gentleness from earlier and it's annoyance now.

"Yuki-kun, so mean." The boy looked more aggravated, so Shigure decided not to continue. "I mean why Momiji didn't transform. We are in a different dimension, yes? Those four over there," he pointed out Noire, Nepgear, and IF, and then to Neptune who sat on the other chair belonging to Sawako's father, "were in our world. Sawako wasn't. Maybe the bond can't reach here because Akito isn't here. The bond doesn't know Sawako exists, but because the others were in our dimension, it recognises them."

"So like how a body won't recognise a foreign substance, and can't do anything about it until it learns?" Sawako interjected, a little bit curious to her abnormality.

"Precisely!"

"For once you actually sound like you're thinking."

"Yuki-kun is being mean again." Shigure pouted, and Yuki merely sighed softly and turned away to Tohru, striking up a random conversation with her. Sawako chose to ignore the group before her, pulling out her phone and on the screen. She only looked back after hearing it quiet down a little, and noticed Momiji staring at her phone.

He saw her look at him, and perked up. "What's that?" He seemed very curious, and right now was no exception.

"This is my phone."

"Phones look like that? You have a weird phone." He then pulled out his phone from his pocket, a highly old model that had only number buttons and a small screen that when lit up, had no colour. An antenna like bit stuck up from the right side. The style reminded Sawako of old toy phones from her childhood that beeped noisily.

"Why is your phone so old?" The question was innocent, but Momiji looked slightly hurt before recovering.

"Papa got this for me! It's the newest model."

She smiled slightly, imagining his father giving his childish son a phone like that so he didn't break it. Young children didn't need phones like hers anyways. It simply wasn't necessary. That's what Sawako had been taught, at least.

Tohru looked over with a smile on her own face as well. Momiji looked excited to talk with Sawako, who opened up easily with the comfortable nature of the soon to be high school first year.

Yuki followed her glance. The two chatted amicably, Momiji sitting on the edge of the L shaped couch, his legs where armrests would've been had they been added to the modern seating. Yuki began to study the interior of the house. It was very much different from his own home. In contrast with the older electronics, they seemed futuristic. In fact, even the set up of the furniture was new and interesting. He stood, and walked past everyone, stepping carefully over legs that were in the middle of the floor. Sawako paid him no heed as he walked between the two, chattering away.

Turning down the hall, Yuki approached a back room. A glass door was to his left. Familiar styles of wallpaper and flooring were in the kitchen, and even the curtains were older. But the appliances were a mystery. Entering the room, he noticed an open laptop. At first, he thought it was a glowing sign, but it looked strange, and very much unlike a paper with light behind. Yuki made his way over and sat in the chair at the desk that housed this new device. A wireless mouse was next to it. This he recognized. Besides the fact that it had no cord, it looked the same as Shigure's computer mouse.

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