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"Nekozawa... wait... wait up-"

"Can't you walk any faster?" Nekozawa turned back to me and pushed through some tree branches to stare down at me from behind those ridiculously enormous shades in almost disgust. I panted and bent over, resting my weight on my knees. "You don't have any stamina, do you?" he complained, sitting on a low rock beside me as I caught my breath. It feels like I'm coughing up blood.

"No," I sputtered out. Unashamed. Stupid magician. Stop pointing out all the negative things about me.

I felt his cool hand rubbing my back soothingly, up and down. "I've watched out through the Oculus. You don't get a lot of sleep. Instead you stay up practicing those instruments. This is what you get."

Ew. "Stop creeping on me," I panted out, standing up weakly. "It's weird. You could just ask to see me practice instead of stalking me." The hot sun beat down on my back through my long black cloak. It feels like weights are hanging from each arm. How does Nekozawa stand this? "Man, I wish we had the battery so we could fricking get off this island!"

"Well who's fault is it that we don't have the battery?"

I glared at that smirking face of his coldly. "Not. Mine." He's been blaming me for the past two hours, ever since we've been stuck here. "You left it there. It wasn't my job to bring it."

I realized he wasn't listening. He was tensed and poised to run, or jump up suddenly. What's he staring at? I looked around our small clearing, trying to see through the neon green foliage. Nothing. "What's wrong?" I whispered, scooting closer to him in the sand. I don't hear anything but a few birds and the ocean.

"Get down!" Nekozawa yelled, jumping on me. What the heck is it??? We skidded into some bushes, out of the clearing and the sunlight. Ew. Leaves in my mouth. And I couldn't spit them out because Nekozawa's cool hand was covering my face. My nose too, so I couldn't really breathe. His added weight on my stomach didn't help much, and I was just about to punch him in the face when I heard voices.

"There was a strong energy charge in this area." I turned my head into the sand to see three figures, all dressed in white: white pants close to their legs, white long-sleeved shirts with high collars, white hoods over their heads... I couldn't see anything but the hair colour. One had red-brown hair, the shortest of the three. The next had black hair, very visible against the white hood. The last one, brown-haired and shaggy... Just looking at him sent shivers down my spine. Something about him felt... powerful. Dangerous. I didn't like it, and stole a nervous glance up at Nekozawa. His eyes were so close, a cold and intense blue staring out through the leaves. I hope he knows what to do.

"The person obviously used magic to get here," the black haired one stated calmly. "There is most likely only one person, as the amount of energy we felt discharged was not very much at all. Possibly a spy?"

"Have the island searched," the brown haired guy said. From his head movements I could tell he was looking around, trying to find clues, although I couldn't see his eyes. "There will be footprints. Start along this side of the coastline, working all the way around until you can close in on him." They were walking away. So quiet! The dark, heavy feeling I had experienced looking at the "footprints" dude, most likely the leader, dispersed, and I was sighing with relief.

"Sh!" Nekozawa rushed, and I froze. Were they back? "They will use the Oculus and many other powerful spells to find us," he whispered into my ear. "We must stay as we are."

Seriously??? You're like laying right on me! I couldn't even see his face we were so close. "Only for a few hours," he continued. His breath is really refreshing on my face, like air conditioning. "Don't move or speak. Try sleeping."

Can't breathe... I licked his hand and he pulled it quickly away, disgusted. "Sorry," I whispered back into his hair somewhere. It's all in my face. "Needed air."

And so he chuckled, and that was the last I heard out of him for the HOURS that we lay there in silence.

UGH.