Disclaimer: I do not own Flame of Recca.
Author's note: Please enjoy reading and please give me a review. I know it's not that good I hope you break it to me gently.
Fuuko is walking alone in her way back home …. She is about to prepare a cake for Yanagi-chan and Recca's 1st anniversary. She already had the recipe and the ingredients for the cake. She is now thinking of how she should design the cake. When someone grab her from her back and covered her face with a handkerchief. She wanted to fight but then she suddenly felt dizzy and she fell unconscious.
Recca is dead worried about his surprise to his hime. He received a call from Ishijima that he already finished the balloons. He also assured that Fuuko's cake is a delight but he can't help but worry about tomorrow's affair. He is feeling that something wrong would happen. He decided to call Fuuko.
He heard the phone rings but there is still no answer. He waited for awhile then an old sweet voice answered.
"Mrs. Kirisawa can I talk to Fuuko?" Recca asked.
"Recca! I'm so sorry but she's not yet here…"Mrs, Kirisawa answered.
"Thank you!" then he bid a farewell to Mrs. Kirisawa.
He kept on worrying. After a while he released a sigh, he must learn to trust his friends. He seated beside the phone and memorized the lines that he would say to his hime. It is already dawn when the phone rang .
"Hello?" Recca answered groggily.
"Recca? Is Fuuko with you?" Mrs. Kirisawaa asked worriedly.
"Nope, I'm sorry" Recca answered politely.
"She haven't been home neither she had asked my permission that she'll be late.." Mrs. Kirisawa replied.
"I'll try to find her Mrs. Kirisawa," Recca finally said.
Recca phoned Ishijima, hime and even Tokiya but no Fuuko. Together with Ishijima and Tokiya, Recca went to the house of Fuuko's classmates but still no Fuuko. They went around through the whole town but still negative. They told it to Mrs. Kirasawa who already called the police.
"Thank you very much," Mrs. Kirisawa said sadly then tears suddenly flowed in her cheeks.
The day passed quickly Yanagi-chan decided to stay with Mrs. Kirisawa. Knowing that Fuuko is still not home and there is no one with Mrs. Kirasawa. The day became so sad that even Recca and his hime didn't have their anniversary celebration.
The melancholy air still surrounded the Kirisawa residence when the police came with a news regarding Fuuko. Mrs. Kirisawa's mood change hoping that it is a good news.
"I believe you're the mother of Ms. Fuuko Kirisawa?" the police asked.
"Yes, I am." Mrs. Kirisawa answered that made the police sigh.
"We found a girl… we couldn't say if she's yours." The police replied and gave an envelope.
Mrs. Kirisawa opened it cautiously. She released a deep breath then looked at the pictures. There lies a girl with a slash in her neck obviously without life. That girl is no other but…
"Fuuko…" Mrs. Kirisawa's voice grewdrained and faint then she fell unconsciously on Yanagi.
Yanagi-chan's tears flowed as she saw the picture that Mrs. Kirisawa's holding. She quickly called Recca, Tokiya and Ishijima. Sighs and curses filled the room. Recca could have attack the police thanks to Yanagi-chan who controlled him.
"Who did this to her?" Tokiya asked the police calmly but cautiously.
"She did it to herself… we found a knife in her hands…" the police replied.
"Damn! Fuuko wouldn't do that to herself, she has no reason!" Ishijima shouted at the police.
"But that's where the evidences led us," the police replied. Ishijima is about to attack him when Mrs. Kirisawa talked.
"Enough, that's enough…. When can I get my daughter's body?" She asked to the police.
"Whenever you wish Madam," the police replied
Fuuko is buried after 3 days as Mrs. Kirisawa wished. It has been a great shock to everybody but then they learned to move on. Even though, there are so many things that are buried with her.
A girl's body lies down on the Satin bed as a dark-haired guy touches the hair of the girl. Soon all of his dream will come true with the help of this lovely girl beside him. That will soon be going to be he's queen...
Author's note: sorry for the cuts. I'll do it better next time. Thank you forreading my fic.
