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They were in the woods now. Shintas eyes grew wide and he turned and stared a Calla. NO! NO i don't want to remember! He shut his eyes and grabbed his head. The scene playing over in his mind. The way it was described that was exactly what happened. But differently. "No... no he wasn't dared.... " Shinta said his knees shook and he struggeld to stay upright. He leaned against a tree. This is pitifull! COme on get it together! But that time... that place. Shinta shook his head, trying to regain control, trying to push the memories back to where the had hidden for all those years.

Shinta's legs gave way and he thumped to the gorund. he sat, with his elbows on his knees and his hands on his head. "That day, the boy you said, you thought he got bullied into it. No it wasn't like that. The boy... He had lived in the village his hole life. This was a long time ago, back when people beleived in whichery and demons. his mother was acused of which craft and his father had dissapeared. The boy himself was thought to be a creature, a demon. He was teased his hole life. Normally he would spend his days in the woods, in his small cottage with his mother. He thought we wasn't different, he didn't think that he was a demon, his mother told him he wasn't one. But hearing it day after day made him almost beleive it. Then... Then one day a which hunter came, he declared the boys mother a which, and had her burned at the stake. The boy was forced to watch. Afterwards, they came after him. The boy ran away, but he had to comeback, he had left a presious momento of his mothers back at his house. He got lost and ended up in a strange vilage. Some boys from his village were there, they were learning how to trade and sell goods. They recognized the boy. He had glasses, an odd contraption back then, and he was easy to recognise. They chased up to the mansion. He came into the store, to get away. The boys didn't follow him. In the store he was scared, but he tried to act casual. When the shop keeper told him what the dolls could do, he was amazed, and at the same time scared. Did that mean his mother was really a which and he truely a demon? uncertain he ran out of the store, forgetting the boys waiting outside....." Shinta trailed off, he stared at his hands, he didn't want to continue.

((sorry about the long post. Just wanted to compleate his history. What do you think?))

“Know him? Hey I wish it was as simple as that. A passing friend, someone who had problems of there own. That would be pleasant. No I didn’t ‘know’ the boy.” He took a deep breath and looked straight at calla’s eyes. “I was the boy.” Why? Why can’t I say it? I can admit to being him, but I can’t admit to the fact that I d… He put his head back in his hands and stared at the ground.

Shinta tried to smile for her. He wanted to be happy, because that way they could both be happy. But it was feeble and obviously a lost cause. He wrapped his arms around her and buried his face into her shoulder. "Calla... I'm glad you find that day a happy one." His shoulders begane to shake, but he didn't let the tears come.

(( biggrin biggrin though.. unfortuantly shinta can't join in the happy parade... he's depressed at the moment.... sad so sad... Though this is sooo much fun!!!!!!!!!!))

Shinta nodded. "If a shinigami has a heart, yes it hurts. Calla, I.. I died that day." He said slowly and quietly. SHinta knew that shinigami's who had been around for as long as he had, had ussually come to terms with there deaths. THough there were still those on the counil that found it hard to think about.

Shinta watched her go with sad eyes. He forced himself to go through his memories, and he found himself glad, that his last happy memory had been with her. It had been his first kiss after all. Reaching into his poet he broght out the glasses and put them on. How odd that they felt so comfortable after all this time. He didn't need them but they didn't effect his eyesight at all. watching Calla walk away he pushed himself to his feet and stumbled atfter her. He put his arms on her shoulders, "Why are you crying?"

"Calla, stop soudning like a crazy lunitic." He put his hand on her head and pulled it back so that he could look into her eyes, "Calla you were my last good memory as a human being, and I want to thank you for that."

((brain block... i can't come up with anything!!! *hits head on key board* v tjh cfy n n n nxethcddr......hmm.. maybe i should bring lilly back.... should she be evil or good? i havn't decided. ))