Title: Cocoon(I’d change the title!) Author: Mizuki Archive: yes...but email me first….coz I’m sure that this chapter must so full of mistakes! So gimme a chance to correct them b4 u post it please? Band: Pierrot Pairings: In fact it was supposed to be Kirito x Kohta…demo my friend Shizu prevented me from writing *really* incest again….so now it’s kiritoXaiji…just familiar to my DEG’s fic raison d’etre, okay? Comment: I afraid that Kohta won’t show up in that fic.Don’t blame me…and see u next time Kohta! I will put u into my fic ASAP if I figured out some good kirXko incest fic’s idea!^___^ Keep on cramming more Haruki Murakami’s novel “Norwegian Wood” to continue this part…but the story become too complex…sometime I duno what I’m exactly writing…kowai….T_T And to tell u the truth, I’m not having MPD and neither a psychologist, so my description of Kirito’s personality might be totally wrong! Dedication: Cee, Sarah, VM, Candice, Mi Chan, Kiri, Jennifer and all the readers out there!^^ But…What am I writing actually??? Part 1 [Identity: Unknown] Now you quickly turned around and ran out of Dr.Takeo’s office, running down the hospital passages in a hurry. Some nurse shouted at you for running and bumped into a handful of passing-by people accidentally, they all shouted at you; some of them tried to stop you, but you heard none of them. Because your brain was so filled with the echo of Dr.Takeo’s sentences….that you couldn’t hear anything else. ~So what you are going to do with this, dear Kirito chan?~ Then I saw you continued to pass through empty lots and walkways without a thought and without a care in the world. I could tell you’re in a loss, so there may be a perfect chance for [us] to escape from your control, Kirito. Uh….maybe you had already started to wonder who am I? Why I kept prying at Kirito? And you might also thought that the way I speak was weird. Therefore, before anyone get more confused. Let me express that I’m Kirito, but at the same time I am not. Even in appearance, the two of us looked exactly the same. Probably someone would think that I’m Kiri….but Hey!…you are making mistake again….I’m not Kirito…nor Kiri…was it a surprise for you ne? Actually, I am just what I am. Not anyone else. I have been here together with Kirito all along…but no one had ever been aware of my existence. Not any one…instead of Dr.Takeo. As the matter of fact, I should be grateful to Dr. Takeo…if he hadn’t told Kirito [the news], he wouldn’t be so stressed out and confused, both Kiri and I wouldn’t ever get chance to escape from his sub-consciousness. And yet Dr. Takeo was no longer a problem, because I know I could trick everyone…even the Doctor…unlike Kiri , who didn’t have Kirito’s memory…I was always the one who stand here with Kirito…watching his every single move from the inside…so I knew him far too well indeed. Could you see that? It wasn’t hard for me to pretend to be Kirito ne… As long as you’re confused so badly and unwilling to face the fact, Kirito… the stronger I would become. Maybe one day I could in charge of this body eventually…because I knew you always have a habit of locking yourself up into your murky sub-consciousness, trying to avoid the fact. Soon enough just as I had expected, there was no sense of Kirito in the next morning, I thought he was still wandering in the depth of his sub-consciousness. But in spite of making my escape, I decided to let Kiri at large first….Kiri…he was just a harmless little thing. He only knew that he was free suddenly one day but he didn’t know the true reason why he could be free… Only I know the reason. Sorry that I couldn’t tell you my name now, because I still had none…and I haven’t given myself a name either, but soon I will… (author: the incident above happened the day before [Kiri] showed up ne^^..hope I hadn’t confused u too badly….) **** [Kirito] At 7:00 pm I made my way to Genome Avenue. Waiting for the girl whom I’ve been dating for a month, Miko. Meanwhile I couldn’t stop frowned as a wave of headaches struck me. Before I left the office I did offer myself some painkiller. But unfortunately it didn’t seem to work out and my headaches worse. As if I had been drunk too much yesterday…so I started trying to recall what happened yesterday. Again and again I tried to remember but nothing came to me. How strange, my memory had hardly failed me before. For example I still remembered things that were happened in of the day before, the memory was still vivid, but yesterday? It was a blank. I just couldn’t remember! I leaned against a wall behind as another sharp pain run through my head. Damn it! With that I began to get nervous… Actually, to tell the truth, the same aspect did happen to me back then…when I was a child….for a several days within a year,I would lose my memory for a whole day…with a un-pleasure memory, I also recalled that it happened more frequently shortly after my mother re-marry with my step father, and the man started to abuse me, but it had already stopped after Doctor Takeo’s treatment long time ago. Dr. Takeo? I paused for a second. Why he gave into the picture so suddenly? As I recalled Dr.Takeo, my head ached even worse, it was so painful that I had to stop thinking about him, and let my mind turned blank….completely blank…. Now my head started to hurt terribly….maybe I would better see a doctor….but….why everything seemed darker so suddenly? I wondered, but there was no an answer for me, and my vision started to blur. My eyes were so heavy, that I had to close them for a while. Suddenly all the strength was drained from my body as if someone had just crept up behind me and pulled the plug. Then the sense of myself vanished insider my inter-self world before I even noticed, again. And I couldn’t do anything to do it. -the original mode stopped.----- ---gnal tone began. *** “Hi Kirito chan!” When Miko finally arrived, she called up cheerful to her boyfriend who was standing in the corner of the sideway. But there was no response from the dark head, he stood motionless still, as if couldn’t see or hear the girl. “Kirito? Kirito chan?” Miko looked at her boyfriend, worryingly. Slowly he started to hear a voice calling out to him. Although he didn’t like that sickly sweet female voice at all, but he realized it was the first sound he had heard straightly form [the world outside]. ”Uh…are you feeling okay?” she asked again but the latter didn’t seemed to hear her at all. It took a few minutes of silence before he focused his eyes slowly, and saw the girl, recognized her as Kirito’s girlfriend. But what was her name? “Daijyou bou desu ka?”Miko asked uneasily , her smile faded a bit. Oh yeah….her name is Miko, he recalled, finally. Miko, what a stupid name. He add the last sentence with a dry chuckle in his mind. “Kirito chan? Are you listening?” seeing that her boyfriend seemed not really paying attention, Miko pouted. He looked down to the girl, a look of disturbed appeared on his face. ~How did Kirito pack up such boring stupid woman?~ “Get away from me…”he didn't realized that he'd clenched his fists for all these time. “Hay?”Now Miko was totally loss. “I said get away from me.” He replied coldly. . Her eyes widen, staring at her boyfriend blankly, which made her looked more stupid. “I don’t want to see your face again.” “But…why?”A chill ran down Miko’s spine, she suddenly felt that she didn’t know this man any more. He looked completely like a stranger. “I don’t think you’re interesting any more.” “What??”it was too much. Miko’s voice shivered with anger. ”You’ve been dating me for months only because you think I’m interesting? What do you think I am!?Kirito?" ~I’m not Kirito, you stupid bitch!~ He thought to himself but he didn’t bother to pay attention to Miko anymore. “Bye bye Miko.” He said goodbye to Miko without even looking at her face, than turned his back toward the poor girl and walked quickly away from her. Then he entered to a club across the street. It was time to have some fun. *** The pub he’d stepped into was a underground jazz pub(oh…jazz pub…thing in Murakami’s novel again…but does there’s any jazz bar still around in 21s???I dunooo…jazz seems so old fashion…@__@), customers fell almost all of the tables, but the place still wasn’t too crowed yet. He chose to sit alone in the corner of the club. After ordering his drink, he didn’t bother to talk to anyone any further. It was nothing to be hurried. The night was still young; he’d rather just watch those customers inside the club to make himself get into the atmosphere of the night instead of having company right away. Because just like Kiri, today it was the first time he’ve been able to explore the world all by himself and do things he want. With this thought in his mind, he smiled a bit before he lighted himself a cigarette. While smoking alone, he noticed that there were three girls, all of them somewhere around 20, staring at his direction. “Would you mind if I join in?” He took a few steps walked to the girls’ side and asked them. “No.” Those girls smiled to him with curious on their face as he sat down with them. Soon the waiter arrived to take the girls order, after all of them ordered their drinks, he told the waiter to count all the price onto him. ”Today is my turn.” he told the waiter. “You’re so cool ne…”Those girls looked at him, laughed for their unexpected good luck, and he smiled back. However, the way he smiled was cold. “I hadn’t seen you around there before…” The girl with blonde long hair asked, moving even closer to the dark haired man. “What’s your name?” “Shinya.” The man responded, aimed a perfect whirlwind of smoke. ”You can call me Shinya.” To be continued… Tell me what u think about this! Please!!!!!*On her kneels* Sorry….i dun think it’s okay but this part starts to annoyed me and I’m being lazy to correct anything anymore ne…T___T But if there were so many ppl getting confused…I promise you I would re-write the whole thing up!!!! I start to worry about that fic…becoz I really duno how to move this fic on!!!so sorry about that!><