This chapter is sort of like an introduction to the main character, but the meeting between those two girls (I'm not saying who.) will follow through the story. Anyways, enjoy!.

The rain falls hard. On the little island, everyone knows that a storm is coming… It would be suicide to even stand on your backyard at this time. Yet someone still doesn't know the importance of his or her own life. Who is this person? Perhaps it's the person that is walking near the shore right now.

Wearing a faded dark bluish-gray cloak, the supposedly teenager- judging by size - walked along the dark sands of shore. This person knew that it was dangerous to walk out to the beach on a storm. It also knew that going out on this storm itself is suicide. But the cloaked person didn't care. After all what can you lose if you have nothing left?

The cloaked person reached out and took the hood out from its head. Dark waves of hair flowed through its owner's shoulder blades and rested. From dark to turning into even more dark, the dark haired girl didn't care one bit about her wet hair. Though it did made her feel a little uncomfortable.

The teenager walked on. This time she went towards the trees of the little island, seeking for shelter. She did not care if she would die this instant, but what she did care is the consequences of not reaching towards her goal in time. Her goal, even the narrator doesn't know.

"Oh… Umm, hey you!"

The girl turned slowly, and saw the silhouette of a girl, probably about her age, waving towards her.

"Umm, if you would like you can stay in my house to wait out the storm!" the girl added. She waited until the cloaked teenager shook her head.

"It's alright. You don't have to trouble yourself for someone like me." She said rather coolly as if the cold didn't even bother her.

The young girl disappeared after a few seconds from the other girl's reply. Then the door to her house opened. Bright light reached out to what it was in front of, but it didn't reach the girl. The cloaked girl saw the other girl that she was just talking to step outside with an umbrella. The cloaked girl notice noticed the other girl's shoulder length red hair and her clothes that were clearly not dressed for winter.

"Come in," the red headed girl said. She extended one hand to the other girl. Our stubborn heroine right here refused.

"Oh come on!" she said. "Stop being stubborn and come in! You will catch a cold if you stay out here!"

"Why should I be listening to you when you yourself are wearing clothes best not suited for the weather?" the other girl said teasingly and bluntly. It's funny how one minute she was dark and lonesome, but the next she's playful and energetic.

The red headed girl laughed then yanked the other girl's hand and walked back home. The cloaked girl just followed willingly and not just because she was cold.

When they finally reached the red headed girl's house the hostess said to the wet teenager, "Take off your shoes over there," she pointed. "Now let's start by giving you a bath!"

"Huh? Didn't you say I can just wait out in the storm?" the other girl asked. She randomly put on a surprised face, which in return made her hostess laugh again.

"I'm sorry, I lied," she said. She showed her crossed fingers then pushed the wet teenager towards the bathroom door. She paused for a moment then said," Wait here, I'll go get you some warm clothes."

The wet teenager didn't have to wait long, the red head soon came back with another set of thin clothing, but different in color. "I'm sorry, storms like these don't usually come here in the island. So please bare with me."

The wet teenager shook her head. Wet beads of rainwater came out of her hair from every shake. "No, I'm more sorry for the effort you took." She then, hesitantly, pulled out her very wet cloak.

The wet teenager's whole outfit consisted of white, just white and that's all. She had on a white mini skirt, which had white shorts underneath that reached to her knees and camouflaged, making it blend with the skirt she was wearing. She had a long white T-shirt that stretched to her hips and dipped down to a V on her breast. Thankfully, she was wearing another white shirt underneath that reached to her elbows and covered her top section. A white leather belt was wrapped around her hips with a shiny white buckle.

The red headed girl was shocked; not that the other girl was wearing everything white, except for the cloak, but that her entire outfit was dry. Her cloak, her head, and her hand (that the red headed girl grabbed) was the only thing that was wet. And the feet too. The red headed girl looked to the other girl's cloak. It was dripping wet and leaving a mess on the floor; the holder of this cloak was showed slight embarrassment from its slightly pink face.

The red head smiled and said, "Well you still need a bath." She then added before the other girl could say anything else," You need one and that's final." Then she walked away to get a mop.

She hung her new guest's faded cloak. She felt an odd object in her cloak and out of curiosity she took it out. No wonder it felt odd to the touch. She thought. It's a gun! She examined it for a few seconds before putting it in the hidden pocket on the cloak.

A few minutes later and the now warm girl was changing into her outfit that she prior wore.

"I see you're done." The girl turned around and found her red headed hostess. She giggled then said, "You look much better now then you were last time."

The girl just nodded. "Thank you, umm…"

"Kairi," said her hostess. She smiled a sweet smile.

"Desiree, Dee for short," Desiree smiled, totally effected by Kairi's smile.

"Dee?" said Kairi widened eye.

"You can call me Dez if you want too," Said Desiree chuckling slightly.

Kairi nodded, then grabbed Desiree's hand. Kairi couldn't help but feel giddy by the new company she had. After all it was boring staying here and waiting for the storm to light up.

"So, what are you doing here?" Said Kairi as they sat on a couch in the living room.

Desiree smiled. "It's not really that important… stupid actually," she then began to take notice of her nails.

Oh come on! There's gotta be something then that! It has to be important if she was just standing out in the rain like that…Thought Kairi.

"Hmm… But standing in the rain at this time of night and your eyes tell a different story," Kairi pressed on. She didn't want to pressure her guest or anything like that, but she was just too curious.

Desiree looked startled.

"…"

"…"

"…"

"…"

"…You don't have to tell me if you don't want to." Said Kairi. She looked disappointed, on purpose but Desiree doesn't know, which made Dez guilty.

"Alright I might as well tell you," she finally said. Then added, "But I'm not telling you all of it." Kairi nodded her head hard enough so that her long reddish locks would go up and down. Desiree laughed she just knew there were going to be good friends.

Desiree looked up to space for the moment then sighed. "I'm searching for someone," she said looking up at Kairi.

"Is that all?" Kairi said quite bluntly but in a polite manner.

Desiree widened her eyes for a moment. Her entire expression said 'oh yeah ~…' on it.

"Well… Actually it is!" she finally said.

"Hmm…" Kairi looked thoughtful for a moment. "What's the person that you're searching for name?"

"…Lorena," Desiree's eyes were clouded as she said her name.

Kairi looked up at her new friend. Her black, damp hair practically showed out all the little features on her face. Her pale blue eyes were like cut jewels, clear yet confusing. Her lips were pale pink and it matched perfectly with her sandy colored skin.

"…What does she look like?" was Kairi's question still examining Dez.

Desiree looked up. "Well, she has a heart shaped head with fair, blond hair. Her face is like mine but a little lighter; her lips are a very light pale pink. Her eyes are lighter than the sky on a sunny day, yet it's so full of color." Desiree looked so happy when she was describing. Then she looked down and Kairi could have sworn that a she saw a tear through the wet strands of hair on Desiree's head.

Kairi put a hand on Dez's shoulder. She looked up and smiled weakly. Tears were on her face. Kairi smiled and soon they began to talk of what all high school girls talk about on a rainy day.

"Now that I think about it. Where are your parents?" Desiree asked curiously.

"Oh they are on the main land." Was Kairi's answer.

"Huh?" Where Desiree grew up in she never heard about parents leaving their child for any reasons. But she's not one to talk since she was an orphan, deserted by her parents.

What came next was a shock to both young girls. What they heard? Nothing. Yes, nothing the rain had stopped.

Desiree smiled at Kairi after she walked towards the window and looked.

"I guess it's time for me to go," she said still smiling softly and took hold of her still damp cloak. Kairi nodded.

She saw her new friend with her cloak rustling as she walked, like it was dry going towards the door and out of sight, with a small click Kairi was soon running outside.

"Desiree!" she called out to her friend.

She turned around. "What is it?" she yelled back.

"Let's meet again someday soon!" Kairi cried, waving.

Desiree smiled then waved back while walking. "Yes, see you next time we meet. Good bye!"

"I hope you find your friend! Good luck and good bye!"

"You too," Dez murmured silently as she was soon out of sight of her new friend. She frowned and took out her gun. Black shadows danced on the ground until it finally popped up.