[ Italics-Memories]..
i don't own A Cinderella Story or kyo kara maoh
Once upon a time, in a faraway kingdom, lived a beautiful little girl and her widowed father.
"It's beautiful..." said a little black-haired girl, awestruck at the magical kingdom inside the snow globe. Her father held up the sparkly object in his ruff hands, chuckling at the sight of his eight year-old daughter's reaction. Up above on the ledge of a rocky mountain side, father and daughter overlooked the beautiful sight...
Okay, it wasn't that long ago, and it wasn't really a faraway kingdom.
...of the city.
It was the Shin Makoku Valley and it only looked faraway because you could barely see it through all the smog. But, to me, growing up, the valley was my kingdom.
I was my dad's best friend and he was mine.
Standing in the batter's box, a blacke hair girl, adorned with an way-too-big blue cap, a tee-shirt, overalls, topped with a pair of worn-out black converse, was holding her bat, waiting for the pitcher to throw the baseball. The pitcher looked at the girl, chuckling at his daughter, then tossed the ball to her.
CRACK! went the bat, the baseball now rolling over to the right side of the outfield. shouma looked at his daughter and with a smile, he ran up to her and tried to give his daughter a hug. yuuri, instead, ran away from her father's grasp, laughing. Seeing this, shouma grabbed his daughter from behind and placed her on his knee, smiling and grinning at yuuri's big accomplishment, yuuri smiling the entire time.
Although being raised by a man put me behind in the making of fashion departments, I never felt like I missed out on anything. I was the luckiest girl in the world.
Driving down to his restaurant, shouma and yuuri sat in his blue mustang, driving and singing along to songs they didn't know on the radio. They didn't care of people were giving them weird looks, they were in their own world.
My dad owned the coolest diner in the whole valley, I loved hanging out there. It was the kind of place where diet was a four letter word and grease came at no additional charge. At Hearts, everyone felt like family.
"Make a wish, princess!" claimed one of the waitresses,nicola, holding out a delicious birthday cake with nine candles aflame and sticking out like sore thumbs. yuuri's eyes widened at the sight, the feelings of happiness and glee flickering in her black orbs.
What did I need a wish for? I had amazing friends and the coolest dad.
yuuri closed her eyes and thought of a wish, her body shined with excitement. She opened her eyes and started to blow out the candles. A lady, wearing a dress that was covered over by a cardigan, was walking past the table, where yuuri's friends and the diner's employees were sitting, when she had suddenly slipped, shouma catching her in the process. The lady's head picked up, looked at yuuri's father and didn't draw her eyes away from his. shouma was also caught up in the process as well. yuuri finished blowing out the small flames, taking a look at the sight of what was standing in front of her. The old saying "love at first sight" ringing through the little girl's mind like an alarm clock that would go on for eternity, if you let it ring.
But I guess my dad thought I needed one more thing. Molly.
A wedding had sprung, pastel colors flying all over the place. An endless amount of rice and beautiful red flower petals were thrown out in the air, wishing the newly-wedded couple safe and promising years to come. The couple barely reached the end of the red carpeting that was rolled on the steps of the cathedral. Behind them, were the addition to the family, two twin girls, dressed in pastel, both pushing each other out of their way, while a lone little double black girl was trailing behind, holding the bouquet of flowers needed for the bride.
Along with my new stepmother, came her twin daughters,grace and harper , my out-of-step sisters.
The cameraman wanted a family shot of the entire family, the newly-weds placed in the back while the three girls stood in the front. The cameraman started counting.
"One!" The bride pushed the bouquet of flowers out of the small black haired girl's hands.
"Two!" she realized the bouquet was laying on the floor; the girl wondered when did she drop the flowers.
"Three!" She bent over to grab the flowers.
"Cheese!" exclaimed the family, the flash of the camera going off. The girl picked up the flowers and stood back up, waiting for the picture that never came. The cameraman noticed that she wasn't in the shot.
But as long as my dad was happy, so was I. We were going to be one big happy family.
"One's enough" said the stepmother, molly, smiling a smile, covered with makeup.
Unfortunately, this was no fairytale.
A year later...
The same father and daughter were now laying side to side on her small bed, reading a fairy tale book, one of the girl's favorites.
"He took her hand and he kissed it. Then he swooped her up onto his horse and the beautiful princess and the handsome prince rode off to his castle, where they lived happily", tickling his daughter, said girl chuckling at the tickles "ever after."
"Do fairy tales come true dad?" asked yuuri.
"Well, no. But dreams come true."
"Do you have a dream?" she questioned.
"Well, yeah. My dream is that you'll grow up and go to college and then maybe someday you'll build your own castle."
The girl put on a thoughtful face, then asked "Where do princesses go to college?"
"Uhh," shouma scrunched his face, "they go, umm, where the princes go. They go to Princeton. But yuuri, ya know, fairy tales aren't just about finding handsome princes. They're about fulfilling your dreams and about standing up for what you believe in. Just like I always say, never let the fear of striking out-" "keep you from playing the game.", interrupted yuuri, smiling at her father's quote.
"That's right!"
yuuri giggled at her father's reaction.
"And just remember, if you look carefully, this book contains important things that you may need to know later in life." shouma closed the book resting upon his lap. He then kissed his daughter's forehead, yuuri smiling all the while.
The sudden sound of everything shaking in yuuri's bedroom stopped both of them. "Earthquake!" shouted shouma, jumping off the bed in a hurry, helping his daughter up.
My kingdom came crumbling down the day the Shin Makoku earthquake struck the valley.
"Help! Help!" yelled molly from downstairs.
shouma sprinted from his spot, reaching the doorway, "Don't go!" yelled yuuri, afraid for her dad, her hand reaching out to grab his.
"I'll be right back!" he exclaimed, trying to reassure his daughter. He then vanished from her sight, her eyes filled with a sea of worries. She then turned her head to her bedroom, which was crumbling and shaking from the 'quake. The glittery snow globe vibrated off the table, where it soon came tumbling down from the bedside table to the hardwood floors, crashing and cracking each piece of glass, shattering into a million pieces.
A girl stood on a baseball field, standing on the pitcher's mound and watching the black birds fly high up in the air. Kicking the dirt, she sighed.
I lost my best friend that day. And from then on, the only fairy tales in my life were the ones I read about in books.
yuuri kicked the dirt some more, sadly looking up to find a father and daughter pass the field, laughing and talking like they were the best of friends. yuuri couldn't stand the sight and walked away, far away from the sight that didn't fit her mood at all.
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