Title: Banishing the Loneliness
Authors: Sephy Otaku & Rambo Riachu
Edited: Sephy Otaku
Comments: I want to warn anyone before they read any further, this fic is Constructshippy. Meaning, it is an Outlaw Star fic that is about the romance of the two constructs Harry MacDougall and Melfina. If you hate this idea or if you are a fan of Gene Starwind I suggest you DO NOT read this fic. However, if you like Constructshippy, Jim, or Ron then perhaps you will enjoy this fic. Please don't comment that you hate this fic because you assume it is bad if it has any gene-bashing. Remember, to 'assume' anything makes an 'ass' out of 'u' and 'me'.
Chapter 1 : Encountering the Past
It was a dreary day. Rain poured down heavily and most shops closed down for the day. People rushed along the sidewalks under their umbrellas and newspapers. A man walked slowly in the downpour. His green-blue hair was soaked thoroughly and his once tan leather vest was now blackened by the rain. His violet eyes scanned the window shops looking for a place to stop and rest.
Nearby a coffee shop was still opened. The smell of a warm cappuccino wafted through the chilly wet air. Harry stumbled inside. He accidentally knocked over a chair. "Excuse me," he mumbled, picking it up. As his eyes reached those of the patron on the other end of the table he gasped. "Melfina!" He was in shock that he was truly face to face with her. Harry became breathless at the sight of her.
"Harry?!!" Melfina gasped as she rose immediately from her chair.
"I'm....v-very...s-sorry..." Harry spoke softly with an unsure of himself. Harry was very confused, sad, and regretful all at once. Without really knowing how to react to the situation Harry burst out of the coffee shop to run away from what he had given up for his own sake of forgetting, but no matter how hard anyone tries, you cannot forget what you love the most. That's what Harry ran from, he didn't look back at what he chose to give away because it had brought so much pain to his heart.
Melfina sat there motionless. Her body slightly trembling from the memories that had flooded back in that one instant. How did he get here? Why? were the questions that persisted in her mind, making her almost dizzy. Her eyes followed him as he turned the street corner and vanished. "Harry," she whispered after him.
Harry, meanwhile, stopped. His heart racing almost as fast as his thoughts. He sat on the street curb, ignorant of the splashing water from passerby's. "Melfina", he repeated to himself. "How is it that after all this time fate seems to have brought us together once again? And for what purpose?" His head was hot as the blood from his still beating heart rushed to his head. He had a headache. "I should go back and apologize for my behavior...." he whispered to no one in particular. "I should apologize for everything." With that he gathered his determination and marched back down the street towards the coffee shop. His heart regaining the nervous pulse it had upon seeing his crush again. His steps quickened as he neared the shop, but once there he peered through the shop window only to realize she was gone.
"Melfina where are you?" Harry questioned, looking into the window, gazing. The empty seat almost too painful to stare at. Looking down at the street Harry started to walk once again. Back into the rain; back to his brother. After some time of walking Harry reached the apartment house that Ron had rented a room from in order for their stay there. Harry walked into the apartment, took off his shoes, hung up his vest on the coat rack near the door and slouched onto the couch.
"Why'd I remake myself?" Harry whimpered to himself, "I don't even enjoy it here. It's so cold... so lonely.…" Harry turned around on the couch and hugged the pillow. He looked over hesitantly at the billboard on the wall. So many pictures tacked onto it. There she was smiling. It made his heart ache to see her look so happy, because he could never be as happy as she seemed to be. He was hurting, looking back at the floor he hugged the pillow and began to weep softly.
The front door opened. Harry looked up with watery eyes to see, his brother, Ron had returned home. "Hey Harry," Ron said in the unusually kind voice he used when talking to his brother. "Did you get the groceries?"
Harry tried to hide his face behind the pillow. Ron stepped closer to Harry and yanked off his pillow to examine him. Harry's face was red and wet. His hair was a tangled mess and his clothes were dripping onto the couch.
"Aw Hell, Harry, what's wrong this time?"
"Go away," Harry said in a hoarse whisper. "Just leave me alone like everyone else. Like she did." He nodded his head in the direction of his collage/shrine to Melfina.
"Harry.… What happened? You were fine until today." Ron sat next to his smaller, more fragile brother and patted his shoulder.
"That was until I saw her again today," his voice cracked and tears began to slide down his cheeks.
"Harry?" Ron persisted looking at his younger brother, who was in complete misery. "Harry, come on." Ron was terrible at love advice, he had no clue what to tell Harry.
Tears rolled down Harry's face as he looked at his Melfina Shrine. He shut himself out again with his pillow, "I love her Ron. I'm afraid though. I'm always afraid!" Harry cried throwing the pillow across the room.
"Harry," said Ron sympathetically.
"No one understands me!" Harry yelled out at Ron and ran off to his room locking the door behind him.
