I have not seen my friends for three years, ever since my graduation. That was such a sad event, knowing that I could quite possibly never see my best friends again. My piano played only sad songs that night after the ceremony, seeing as I was not aloud to attend the after partying. Haruhi had been watching from the back with tears in her eyes. My heart had called out to her, but I'm still not sure if she received the message.
The years have all gone by so fast. The fleeting glimpses of the sun light on the water come to mind. You can only see them for but a moment, but they stick to your heart forever.
It's the holiday time again. The time to reflect on the past year and welcome in a new one. It's a time to sing songs and eat treats. Plus the little ones will love to play in the much wanted snow. It actually snowed the other day, getting me out of going to a meeting because the ground was covered in snow. I couldn't help but notice, as I watched soap opera reruns (that's what I mostly do on my days off), that the frost on the windows was so unique. I wondered if Haruhi was seeing the snow and frost, too.
There are lights all around. Christmas is a largely celebrated holiday here even if it's not religious; most people in Japan aren't even Christian! Being European I go to services whenever I can make it to the church that is three hours away in the country. Mybest friend is Shinto and took me to the temples whenever I asked. We keep in constant contact all year around, the holidays especially, it's the time of year where we let ourselves go and have a good time together. His wife plans of joining us again this year; she's a very kind woman who you always want to have around while partying.
The stores are all being wiped out of their stock, and the upper class plaza that I live in is full of people hustling and bustling children out to get them new winter wear and holiday outfits. Many of these boys and girls look like they would like to be anywhere but going with their mother to the stores. A couple of girls I've seen very much like it, always coming home with at least six shopping bags bursting with clothes, all pink and purples.
I take more part now in the helping others on Christmas days since I met Haruhi. She has such insight on the world that I could only dream about. Living in a middle class area she knew more about the struggled most people go through, struggles I may have never see if it weren't for her.
During the holidays it's a time for people to look back on the year before and not have any regrets, and look forward to the good and bad times that lay ahead of them. It's a truly beautiful time of year to me.
The three years that have part have been like the setting sun, but this year will be the rising of a new one.
I can feel it.
A/N: This fic will have at least four OC's, but they will be used moderatly. This was my first ever Ouran fanfic (I"ve written at least 13 by now) so I'm rewriting it cuz I didn't like it. The chapter will probably be slow to come but I'm sure you'll be happy!!! Tamaharu foreva!!! If this story gets off the ground my friends and I have come up with what we think are hillarius half chapters. (Warning: written at three AM) My english is bad, sorry!!!!! Enjoy!