Bittersweet Memories – Prologue
A/N: This story was inspired by Whitney Houston's 'I will always love you'. I had this nice idea in my head for a story. When I came across, and listened, to this song I managed to add some twists and a real good plot to the idea. I was inspired to write it right away, so I spent all day in front of the computer. Anyways, enough of my bantering and onto the story, I hope you enjoy it.
Disclaimer: I do not own OHSHC, but I do own some of the OC'S and the plot. Please note that this story is also kind of (AU).
Nine children stood in tensed silence, underneath a beautiful Sakura Tree that happened to be in full bloom that spring. The warm breeze slowly carried the petals to the ground, and a circle of pink petals seemed to almost engulf them.
A little girl stood opposite her friends, with long brunette tresses fluttering amongst the soft breeze, and looked at them with saddened features. Her small, petite pale hands tightened beside her and her nails dug in to the skin, almost breaking it. She subtly gulped as she watched her friends look at her with faces of concern written across their handsome faces.
She smiled, but her smiled wavered as she spoke, "I'm moving, minna-san."
The sudden news shocked the eight boys, and they looked at her with confusion swirling in their eyes. The gears in their minds rusted as they sunk in the information that they were given out of the blue. They didn't understand... They didn't want to understand, "W-what?" They stuttered out in unison.
"Otou-san says that I can't see you anymore." She lowered her head, staring at the ground with tears quickly gathering at the tip of her eyes. She felt a sting in her palm, but ignored it.
The eldest out of the group, Yuuichi, stepped forward and ran towards her with open arms. She let out a surprised gasp when she felt comforting arms surround her small six-year old body. He pleaded with a whisper in her ear, "Ha-chan, don't go... please." The twelve year old boy hugged her tighter, and she sobbed in his chest with her hands gripping his shirt.
A series of footsteps followed afterwards, and she felt that she was being engulfed in her Onii-chan's warmth, her Tama-nii, Kyou-nii, Hika-nii, Kao-nii, Mitsu-nii, Taka-nii, Aki-nii, and Yuu-nii all hugged her like she was their lifeline as much as they were hers. The warmth that radiated from them, their hearts, was something she promised to treasure, and remember forever. She loves them, and they love her. Nobody, not even Kami-sama, can deny it.
A series of nicknames that they gave her were repeated with such solemn tones, and the skies above them loomed over with a gray tone. As if angels were crying with them, the skies rained and thunder from the distance boomed. The little girl cried harder as she heard the scary noise, and her Onii-san's ushered closer to her... feeling her warmth, and listening to her loud cries with a helpless cloud straying above them.
They were little kids... they couldn't stop her... so they let her go. They watched her helplessly cry for their help, as she struggled in her father's arms when they entered the departure lane, the next day. They tried reaching out to her, all of them, but it was helpless. The bodyguards that their parents had hired held them back with ease. It was a bit more troublesome for a certain blonde, and a dark haired tall boy, but nonetheless, they were stopped.
When they looked back at their parents in anger, their eyes softened as they saw their parents crying- sobbing, especially their mothers. It dawned on them, and their eyes widened at their realization... they weren't the only one suffering...
A/N: I hope you guys enjoyed that, as much as I did writing it. It's only the prologue, so it's quite short, but did it catch your attention? I would love it if I could see reviews from now on! I'm posting Chapter 1 straight after I post this one, so don't worry it's not all that bad.
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