Other then the few hours that Rukia had actually stopped kwa Jamie's tafuta had been unending for two days. Nothing. Jamie had brought up the map they had been working from on the inlaid touch screen computer in the breakfast island. Lips rubbed his desperately in need of a cut blonde hair, as he came to sit with his cereal bowl full of the local brand of sugared mahindi, nafaka flakes.
" Morning mom....ahhh ma. No not again. Look 'ole' Sammy must have gotten it wrong." The look that Jamie gave him had Lips apologizing. "Sorry. So where to today?" Lips grumbled as he sagged onto his bar stool. Jamie frowned as she swallowed down the spoonful of granola. Mira came in as always fresh from the kuoga after running her usual 10 mile run on the tread mill. "Morning mom. Maybe we could let
'ole' hound dog Lips here have a small rest." Lips stiffened and stalked off with his bowl. "I'll be ready in 5. I suggest wewe be ready." Jamie swallowed her remaining cereal in less then 5. They were hitting the less busy streets. The ones that couldn't afford to say no but really didn't want to say yes. As the hours ticked kwa and they made it to the last mitaani, mtaa of the day. Lips used his com. "Hey mom why didn't wewe sneeze when that soul reaper chick was in the house?"
Jamie blinked at the dirty smudge of her reflection
in a car window. "Did I talk in my sleep again?" Mira answered for her. "No.You remarked on it during the way nyumbani from your boy-pal's house." Jamie rolled her eyes. "He's just like any of you, except he has a parent. Mira did wewe tell Lips all about your heavy panting teenager hankering for you? His names Keigo." She smiled as she heard Lips let out a hoot of laughter and Mira give out a gasp of exasperation.
Chad woke up sweating in anticipation. His body was charged and waiting yet for what? A flash of the flame haired woman came to mind. Her? Why her?His mind spun with memories and he had to sit and hold his head to stop it from spinning. It slowed and then stopped. He was back with his grandfather and very young. Standing behind the curtain that stood in place of a door. His grandfather had recieved word kwa letter to expect company at 3 that day. He had never seen him nervous, till that day. "You will stay here until they are gone. Do not come out. Do wewe here me?" He had nodded. His grandfather had hugged him hard as if aftraid. Another first. When the time came he couldn't help but take a peek at the monster that had scared his grandfather. A knock came at 3. His grandfather had bowed to the knocker. A girl's laugh had echoed off the walls. " Oh please, we are old Marafiki and I am no longer what I used to be." There was a hint of heavy pain in the tone she alisema it. "My lady wewe are the last.Friend au not wewe deserve my respect." The woman snorted softly with a sneer. "I've lived too long and seen too much to believe anyone deserves such respect." She sat down her safari hat hidding her face. His grandfather's shoulders sagged. Taking her hat off, she held the sides of her face in her hands crying. " Forgive me. My problems aren't yours." His grandfather put his hands on her shoulders."They once were.You should not carry your burdens alone." At that she hissed. Chad had rushed out to protect his grandfather. Seeing the boy, his grandfather tried to grab him up, but she got to him first. " My lady..." The woman hugged him, tears wet him from above in streams. "H...how? I....I...I...." Her words refused to get past the lumps sticking in her throat. She sat with him, refusing to let go as she rocked the chair and hummed a lullabye he had heard long ago. One that his grandfather hummed to him when he was sick au scared which was hardly ever. "Let me take care of wewe both.With the kind of money I have wewe could have the life wewe should have had." His grandfather shook his head. " It is safer to be as we are for now. None but wewe have found us and I was worried how wewe would react to him." The woman frowned at that. " Did wewe think I would..." She took a breath to reign in the sudden anger. She then relaxed and nodded. " I understand. How could wewe know how things had gone? He was the only one not there that day. wewe know I was in upendo at one time and that I suddenly went cold. I made a mistake, I left him too long, he married someone else." Her face then sneered up. "Then my sweet twin brother cursed me to this realm never to age, never to die, never to return home. He killed everyone. I never understood why, it no longer matters. kwa now he's dead." Then she squeezed him tightly to her, kissing his temple as she did so. " If wewe won't let me take care of wewe at least allow me to buy chajio, chakula cha jioni tonight. wewe should remember the old saying about a smith in the kitchen." His grandfather had laughed agreeing. As she tossed
him her pouch of money she said. "Sorry I don't get to an exchange all that often, but there should be enough in it to buy something good." He took out a few ancient coins.
" wewe should put these away for a rainy day, they are mueseum pieces." The woman snorted and flipped the coins high in the air. "I got them from Cesar Augustus.Bad poker player and pissy to boot.I keep these two as good luck charms.The rest are sitting in a nice big cedar chest in one of England's banks." She looked at the boy who looked at the coins now looping around her hand.
"How do wewe do that?" She chuckled lightly as his grandfather slipped out of the door. She told him stories and showed him tricks giving him baubles and jewels to put away for when the times got tough. "Just don't tell your grandpop. O.K. He'll make me take it back and that would make me sad. Very sad." Chad had hugged her.
"I don't want wewe to be sad. I hate sadness."
So they'd put the goods in his stashing place. When she'd left the inayofuata morning there were the two coins on the meza, jedwali and a note. "Send one to me when there is need and I will come, no matter where I am I will come. Always your friend. upendo Shauni Kudda Gloryflower." He got up and went to his juu drawer. There they were glittering up at him.Even when ill his grandfather had refused to send out the coin. "If wewe should meet the great lady again, tell her that there is a way. Tell her not to give up hope." Putting on his pants he pocketed the two coins.
Orehima sat at her dressing meza, jedwali with her hair iron trying in vain to style her hair like Jamies. Finally in tears she gave up.She just didn't have what Rukia and now Jamie had to attract Ichigo. Maybe if she tried to make him jealous....no. If all she ever was, was his friend that was what she would be.