Disclaimer: Ouran does not belong to epicaricacy…yet.
Author's Notes: Epicaricacy apologizes for writing such a short prologue. She hopes to make it up to her readers once she publishes the next chapter.
Opaque Glass
a fairy tale by epicaricacy
Prologue: Livid Skies
It was raining.
Haruhi stood under the black umbrella, tears falling silently. It was as if the weather reflected the broken woman's emotions. She was hugging onto her father, the ever-protective Ranka Fujioka. He, too, was crying.
Tears and rain, rain and tears; long hugs and sympathetic words…Kisses and farewells; roses and lilies.
Black and white. Everything was in black and white.
Everything was colorless; without hue. The skies lacked the blueness of Tamaki's violet eyes; her friends' hugs lacked his warmth. Through the chocolate brown eyes of Haruhi Fujioka-Suou, everything was pale and dead.
The day Tamaki Suou died might as well have been the apocalypse, because her world ended, anyway.
'He wasn't supposed to die…' Haruhi thought bitterly, as shameless tears fell, much like the raindrops outside. The funeral was quick and hastened because of the mean weather.
Her father told her that Tamaki died because of a car accident. She refused to believe that. How could he die because of a car accident!? She was crying harshly now, barely breathing in between sobs. Didn't he have a chauffeur or something!? What about his seatbelt!?
Why did he die, anyway?
Haruhi choked back tears, since people were starting to surround her, asking her if she was okay. She wondered why they bothered to ask. Of course she wasn't okay! Couldn't they see that!?
Why was the world like this?