Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight and the characters of it, Ruko does! Muwahaha!

Kidding. (Dx I was writing kissing before realizing it)

This is Ruko and Maki, the one person ... I mean, the 2x1 person. . that would = two right?

Math sucks. Dx

I breathed shallowly and disappeared behind the layers of the night,

I held a certain desire and rigorously trained this heart.

Trained it to be able to endure,

All the things you made me go through.

But wait! A scar is left!

The scar is to emphasize that unattained pain.

It's been a month and nothing changed. She was still the broken fragile girl that was left behind by a heartless lover. He who didn't think about her and recklessly took a step forward. Forward but to a land she didn't wish to stomp her foot in, and that was exactly where she was sheltered. The land of horrors and anguish, the land of pain and despair and the land of the lost.

Isabella Swan was the daughter of Chief Charlie Swan whom she lived with since she left her mother in Florida. The blood-related humans lived in Forks, the land of rain and wetness. Bella was never really used to it even though she lived what she might call the best period of her life.

What happened in her life can be projected as simple as this: a seed grows in a rich ground wealthy with provisions and water. Sooner than later, the seed begins to bloom into a beautiful plant, its leg reaches and renders the blue sky. The plant embraces the wind and unknowingly caresses another plant. This other plant is no ordinary plant; it's the one and only black rose. Let's say that our ignorant plant is a white lily and as it touches the leaves of the black rose, the rose falls in the charms of the whiteness of the lily.

Life breaks through them and it's not an easy path, people pass by the two plants: the black rose and the white lily and try to separate the beauty from the simplicity and they –with their strong wills and power- break the link that has been looping the two plants together. Surely they were strong enough to break the link but they weren't as powerful as to root out the two plants. The black rose was grieving and thought that if a barrier existed between it and the white lily, people would actually stop forcing them apart. A barrier that is visible and reassuring to the onlookers but never influencing the two plants.

Let's just say that our white lily didn't know why the barrier was there and why the black rose decided to build it between them.

In the middle of a chilly October day, at Forks high school's cafeteria sat three people with Bella Swan as she stared with glassy sky at the floor: Mike Newton, Jessica Stanley and Eric Yorkie. They were all talking about something going on in school but Bella wasn't really paying attention. Instead, she shifted her gaze to the table where six precious people used to sit there –well, not exactly human beings but they were people to those who didn't know their secret- and felt her heart thudding with a piercing pain. She held her breath, unable to breathe as a lump accumulated at the top of her throat that made her feel like puking.

"Earth to Bella!" Eric snapped his fingers at her ears to catch her attention.

"Yeah?" she swung her head towards him slowly, trying to avoid any sudden head throb.

"Hey! I thought you were hypnotized or something," he chuckled.

Bella put on a half smile and asked, "What?" with heavy eyelids that reached vertically the middle of her eyes.

"We were thinking of going to the movies in Port Angeles this weekend, wanna come?"

They were by now used to Bella's eccentric behavior and half-hearted answers and didn't bother her apathetic mood anymore.

She was dumped by the hottest guy ever lived here, Jessica thought.

"Um, no," she breathed, "I have something," and swallowed the moss that was making her voice thick.

The Asian guy only nodded and retreated his face to leave his arms resting on the table.

She didn't have something, and she didn't know what she was going to do tonight because by now her father was going bananas because of her behavior: the sulking, mopping and melancholic behavior. Every day was such a dramatic tragedy play to him but the girl couldn't help the pain she felt.

The pain was probably the most soothing in her life in that period, it was the reminder of him and the souvenir he left behind for her and it was the one numbing her to the point she didn't care whether she lived or died. So basically it was her savior as well as her tormenter.

School hours were over and she couldn't believe she was finally free from it. She almost ran to her truck when the last bell rang. Bella fished for her keys in her jeans pocket but couldn't find them, she groaned; she was forced to go back and look for her keys.

She shook her head as she thought about her haste earlier. Why was she taking so long a stride? Technically, she didn't really care why she did that but at least she had something in her mind to keep her from losing it completely to utter pain.

She walked sluggishly to places where she thought she might've dropped her keys but with no prevail. The last place that came to her crowded mind was the biology room. Oh, how she hated that place!

In her mind, that room was haunted by a ghost that loved torturing her to death. It created a false image of him smiling at her tenderly and beautifully just like the way he always did and unfortunately that hateful ghost always won the best of her and left her drained from all life images. She would be left numbed and hurt with a gap so spacious it would be miraculous to stitch it up in a duration of a month.

Bella embraced herself at the doorstop tightly as if to fort herself from the pain that started to shake her whole frame when she reached the lab. Her fists stuttered and breathing was getting harder and harder and it felt as if the void in her chest grew wider than before, if that is even possible.

"You're the one who dropped these keys?" a hoarse voice from inside the room asked her.

The voice wasn't familiar at all. She didn't recognize it as she went through the tones of her friends in her mind and that was in slow process that made her stiff for a while.

Her keys chimed in the hand of the inquisitor. "So, you're the famous Isabella Swan, right?"

Ruko: Chapter one is over with!

Maki: Yup!

Ruko: The idea of it was weird actually!

Maki: Whatddya mean?

Ruko: I thought about it when I was on the toilet!

Maki: And I actually acted the character!

That was ...

Reviews are wanted, criticism not so much unless you're my beta and that I don't have right now since I just started!

LOVE ALL OF YOU! I DO! I DO!

(Shut up, Maki!)