A/N: This is a fiction based on a belief I have, numerous sayings that
enchant me, and songs that I am addicted to.
1. Haruka and Michiru do not belong to me.
2. The sayings at the beginning do not belong to me.
3. The lyrics of any type do not belong to me.
So plz don't go and sue me. If I can, I will include the owner of the lyrics at the end.
Note:
These things in the beginning are famous saying.
*Stars* in the middle or end are lyrics.
CAPITAL is emphasized words.
~This stuff whatever you want to call it~ is thoughts of characters.
(Brackets) are of course notes form the author, me, which will rarely appear.
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Pain is inevitable. Suffering is optional
PROLOGUE
Haruka gripped the railing, her knuckles turning white from the pressure. She had vowed not to cry so she won't. She didn't need anyone, especially not her...Oh how Haruka had wasted her energy, but now she won't do such petty things. Now she had finally realized that things like love didn't mean much...
-Flashback-
"Haruka, do you realize how much you hurt me?" a girl of about 19 years of age asked Haruka. She had light pinkish hair in a braid and her blue eyes held no softness. In a way she was beautiful, like how fire is beautiful. And like fire she was dangerous.
*In my dreams I saw a beautiful vision, But then dreams are made of glass, And now each broken piece pierces my eyes*
"I am sorry," Haruka breathed. Haruka never understood why she would always get mad whenever Haruka talked to other girls. Haruka was a racecar driver after all. Girls at times thought she was a guy and came up to her. And Haruka, who was naturally easy going, always flirted with them. But she never meant anything.
*Loneliness is like a poison running in my veins, Ruining my life, ending it*
"No, this was the last straw!" the girl said, "All you care for is either your fans or your driving. You have lost all sense! You can never love Haruka! It was my mistake to ever think that you could in the first place. This is it! We are over!"
"But, please..." Haruka reached for the girl, not believing her ears. So many years they had spent together, it couldn't just end like that. But the girl flinched and moved away.
"Please, don't, I love you..." Haruka whispered, pained at the girl's reaction.
*Why did I love you? For loving you was a punishment I put upon myself*
"If you really loved me, you would have kept me happy, but now you lost your chance!" she said and picked up her purse, walking out of Haruka's apartment. Haruka just stared after her, shocked...
*Everyone was here a minute ago, But now I am alone. All alone*
-End of Flashback-
"I will do what is important now," Haruka whispered to herself, staring at the sky. She turned around and walked into her living room. Slowly, and with a heart that was turned to stone, she picked up the phone to call someone who she should have called long ago.
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ONE YEAR LATER
"I can't believe it!" Michiru jumped up, which was not so graceful for a woman of 20 years of age.
"What? What?" Sonoko asked, just as eagerly as Michiru, and just as jumpy as well. She matched Michiru's age perfectly as well. They were both sitting in Sonoko's apartment, which she shared with Michiru.
"They called me for an interview!" Michiru showed Sonoko the letter. The young woman with red hair in a ponytail scanned her bright green eyes over her best friend's letter.
"It's true." Sonoko replied, "They called you, they actually called you! This is just unbelievable."
"I know!" Michiru said, "Now it's your turn to open you letter."
"Ok, let's see." Sonoko picked up an envelope from a pile of other letters. She slowly opened the letter she had received from the same company as Michiru's. With trembling hands she peeked inside.
"Oh my God!" she yelled.
"What?" Michiru asked, "Let me see! Let me see!" Michiru looked over the letter biting her lower lip as she did.
"They called you too!" Michiru yelled, "This is unbelievable! I can't believe that we got interview calls from the same company!"
"Yeah!" Sonoko said, finally sitting down with a smile on her face that matched Michiru's perfectly, "Even though we applied for different parts of the company, at least we are still in same. Now all we have to do is get in!"
"Yeah," Michiru laughed, "Let's go charm everyone off at the Tenou Corporation. We have done everything together before and we can do it again now."
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Haruka sat in her office. Why she had to interview the photography section for the company, she did not understand. Her secretary, Koruko, was interviewing the reporting section. She remembered their early conversation.
"Since you will be working with the new photographer, it is more appropriate for you to interview and choose the right one." Said by Koruko, a handsome man of 20, a year younger than Haruka, with honey eyes and short cropped light brown hair.
"And I suppose you are going choose the reporter that you are going to work with wisely," Haruka had said lazily, "So it will be easier for you to work with HER." He blushed.
"No," he had replied slowly, "I am only going to choose the best one." Now, sitting in her office, she smiled, thinking that she might as well enjoy this interviewing than let herself get bored. The interviewing was to start shortly. She moved her feet off her desk and straightened up, ready to endure the long hours.
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"Next!" Koruko called. He was getting mostly women for reporters, and if he remembered correctly, mostly men had applied for the photography. A women walked in, but he didn't bother to look up...
"Name?"
"Kaiou Michiru." She said extending a file toward him. He took the file and opened it. It was rather thick...
~Let's see~ he looked through ~award for newspaper articles at school since grade 8! The head writer for high school newspaper. They all do that. Oh! Host for a college radio program. Impressive. Maintained a newspaper section for college. Full section included complete reports on various issues in college with complete and authentic photography...wait a minute! Photography?~
"Photography?" he said out loud looking up at the women. She was a pleasant looking and smiled at him.
"You do photography also?" he asked.
"No, actually if you read further..." she said and he immediately looked down at the paper. "My friend does the photography." Koruko suddenly saw the name Tenshino Sonoko.
"Oh, that's nice." He said, "Does your friend has a job?" he asked.
"No," Michiru smiled, "She was also called for an interview. We are both hoping to get work here together since we work better together."
"I see," he said, looking through the rest of her papers. Then after asking her couple of questions he called for the next person...
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"Next!" Haruka called irritated.
~Men!~ her mind said ~I will get Koruko for this!~ The next person walked in. Haruka had no intention to look up again. She had had enough already. A file was slid onto the table. Haruka picked it up.
"Well, if you are going to act this way, sir, and not even tell me your name, I will leave right now." Said a feminine voice. Haruka looked up, shocked, to see a very ticked off women standing in front of her. Her green eyes burned holes into Haruka.
"Please, have a seat." Haruka motioned with her hand. She pulled a chair out and sat down, muttering to herself.
"Pardon?" Haruka asked.
"Nothing," she said, but continued, "I can't believe I got stuck with all those perverted..." she stopped in mid-sentence.
"Yes?" Haruka raised an eyebrow, interested in what she had to say.
"I am sorry," she said, "My name is Tenshino Sonoko. Nice to meet you."
"What were you going to say?" Haruka asked leaning on the table, the file forgotten.
"Perverted freaks." She said, "My belief is to express my self very clearly."
"I can't blame them, considering you must be the only women out there." Haruka said, "Plus they all must really like people who express themselves. I do." She nodded but didn't smile. Haruka then picked up her file. Opening it, she didn't find photos of useless things. Instead she found a great deal of achievement.
"Let's see...well at least you don't have pictures of models in here...school newspaper...years books...brochures for fundraisers...and you owned a section of your college newspaper along with a reporter Kaiou Michiru...I say you are pretty good."
"Thank you, sir," she said, finally smiling. Haruka put her file on one side of her desk.
"We will send you a letter later on." Haruka told her and thus ended the meeting. Sonoko nodded and got up.
"Thank you, sir," she said once again, "Have a nice day." She then walked toward the door, but then turned around suddenly.
"Um, excuse me sir, but I think I have seen you some where before..." she said narrowing her eyes at Haruka.
"It's a small world." Haruka shrugged. Sonoko then left. After 5 minutes Haruka buzzed for Koruko.
"Well," Koruko walked in, "Is there a problem?"
"I have chosen." Haruka said exasperated, "If one more of those 'perverted freaks' comes in here, I'll pull my hair off my head." Koruko just stood there with an expression of surprise.
"Well, who have you chosen?" he asked. Haruka slid the file toward him.
"She seems like a hard working person." Haruka commented, sliding her chair back and resting her legs on the desk once again. Koruko silently looked through.
"Good choice." He said.
"Oh," Haruka raised her eyebrows.
"See the reporter who she shares the newspaper section with?" he asked and Haruka looked and nodded.
"I interviewed her," he continued, "her achievements are pretty good too. I was thinking that since you are hiring this one, I should..."
"Yeah, yeah," Haruka said lazily again, "Go hire the other one too. We can give them a month to prove themselves, then we will see."
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Lyrics given in the flashback was translated from a Indian movie song. If you want more information, e-mail me and I will give you the details.
A/N: There I finished this chap! I am like half sick here, and I am writing chapters. Its days like these, that fevers make me delirious and my imagination starts to run a little too wild. Anyhow! Hope you enjoyed it. ^_^
1. Haruka and Michiru do not belong to me.
2. The sayings at the beginning do not belong to me.
3. The lyrics of any type do not belong to me.
So plz don't go and sue me. If I can, I will include the owner of the lyrics at the end.
Note:
These things in the beginning are famous saying.
*Stars* in the middle or end are lyrics.
CAPITAL is emphasized words.
~This stuff whatever you want to call it~ is thoughts of characters.
(Brackets) are of course notes form the author, me, which will rarely appear.
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Pain is inevitable. Suffering is optional
PROLOGUE
Haruka gripped the railing, her knuckles turning white from the pressure. She had vowed not to cry so she won't. She didn't need anyone, especially not her...Oh how Haruka had wasted her energy, but now she won't do such petty things. Now she had finally realized that things like love didn't mean much...
-Flashback-
"Haruka, do you realize how much you hurt me?" a girl of about 19 years of age asked Haruka. She had light pinkish hair in a braid and her blue eyes held no softness. In a way she was beautiful, like how fire is beautiful. And like fire she was dangerous.
*In my dreams I saw a beautiful vision, But then dreams are made of glass, And now each broken piece pierces my eyes*
"I am sorry," Haruka breathed. Haruka never understood why she would always get mad whenever Haruka talked to other girls. Haruka was a racecar driver after all. Girls at times thought she was a guy and came up to her. And Haruka, who was naturally easy going, always flirted with them. But she never meant anything.
*Loneliness is like a poison running in my veins, Ruining my life, ending it*
"No, this was the last straw!" the girl said, "All you care for is either your fans or your driving. You have lost all sense! You can never love Haruka! It was my mistake to ever think that you could in the first place. This is it! We are over!"
"But, please..." Haruka reached for the girl, not believing her ears. So many years they had spent together, it couldn't just end like that. But the girl flinched and moved away.
"Please, don't, I love you..." Haruka whispered, pained at the girl's reaction.
*Why did I love you? For loving you was a punishment I put upon myself*
"If you really loved me, you would have kept me happy, but now you lost your chance!" she said and picked up her purse, walking out of Haruka's apartment. Haruka just stared after her, shocked...
*Everyone was here a minute ago, But now I am alone. All alone*
-End of Flashback-
"I will do what is important now," Haruka whispered to herself, staring at the sky. She turned around and walked into her living room. Slowly, and with a heart that was turned to stone, she picked up the phone to call someone who she should have called long ago.
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ONE YEAR LATER
"I can't believe it!" Michiru jumped up, which was not so graceful for a woman of 20 years of age.
"What? What?" Sonoko asked, just as eagerly as Michiru, and just as jumpy as well. She matched Michiru's age perfectly as well. They were both sitting in Sonoko's apartment, which she shared with Michiru.
"They called me for an interview!" Michiru showed Sonoko the letter. The young woman with red hair in a ponytail scanned her bright green eyes over her best friend's letter.
"It's true." Sonoko replied, "They called you, they actually called you! This is just unbelievable."
"I know!" Michiru said, "Now it's your turn to open you letter."
"Ok, let's see." Sonoko picked up an envelope from a pile of other letters. She slowly opened the letter she had received from the same company as Michiru's. With trembling hands she peeked inside.
"Oh my God!" she yelled.
"What?" Michiru asked, "Let me see! Let me see!" Michiru looked over the letter biting her lower lip as she did.
"They called you too!" Michiru yelled, "This is unbelievable! I can't believe that we got interview calls from the same company!"
"Yeah!" Sonoko said, finally sitting down with a smile on her face that matched Michiru's perfectly, "Even though we applied for different parts of the company, at least we are still in same. Now all we have to do is get in!"
"Yeah," Michiru laughed, "Let's go charm everyone off at the Tenou Corporation. We have done everything together before and we can do it again now."
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Haruka sat in her office. Why she had to interview the photography section for the company, she did not understand. Her secretary, Koruko, was interviewing the reporting section. She remembered their early conversation.
"Since you will be working with the new photographer, it is more appropriate for you to interview and choose the right one." Said by Koruko, a handsome man of 20, a year younger than Haruka, with honey eyes and short cropped light brown hair.
"And I suppose you are going choose the reporter that you are going to work with wisely," Haruka had said lazily, "So it will be easier for you to work with HER." He blushed.
"No," he had replied slowly, "I am only going to choose the best one." Now, sitting in her office, she smiled, thinking that she might as well enjoy this interviewing than let herself get bored. The interviewing was to start shortly. She moved her feet off her desk and straightened up, ready to endure the long hours.
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"Next!" Koruko called. He was getting mostly women for reporters, and if he remembered correctly, mostly men had applied for the photography. A women walked in, but he didn't bother to look up...
"Name?"
"Kaiou Michiru." She said extending a file toward him. He took the file and opened it. It was rather thick...
~Let's see~ he looked through ~award for newspaper articles at school since grade 8! The head writer for high school newspaper. They all do that. Oh! Host for a college radio program. Impressive. Maintained a newspaper section for college. Full section included complete reports on various issues in college with complete and authentic photography...wait a minute! Photography?~
"Photography?" he said out loud looking up at the women. She was a pleasant looking and smiled at him.
"You do photography also?" he asked.
"No, actually if you read further..." she said and he immediately looked down at the paper. "My friend does the photography." Koruko suddenly saw the name Tenshino Sonoko.
"Oh, that's nice." He said, "Does your friend has a job?" he asked.
"No," Michiru smiled, "She was also called for an interview. We are both hoping to get work here together since we work better together."
"I see," he said, looking through the rest of her papers. Then after asking her couple of questions he called for the next person...
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"Next!" Haruka called irritated.
~Men!~ her mind said ~I will get Koruko for this!~ The next person walked in. Haruka had no intention to look up again. She had had enough already. A file was slid onto the table. Haruka picked it up.
"Well, if you are going to act this way, sir, and not even tell me your name, I will leave right now." Said a feminine voice. Haruka looked up, shocked, to see a very ticked off women standing in front of her. Her green eyes burned holes into Haruka.
"Please, have a seat." Haruka motioned with her hand. She pulled a chair out and sat down, muttering to herself.
"Pardon?" Haruka asked.
"Nothing," she said, but continued, "I can't believe I got stuck with all those perverted..." she stopped in mid-sentence.
"Yes?" Haruka raised an eyebrow, interested in what she had to say.
"I am sorry," she said, "My name is Tenshino Sonoko. Nice to meet you."
"What were you going to say?" Haruka asked leaning on the table, the file forgotten.
"Perverted freaks." She said, "My belief is to express my self very clearly."
"I can't blame them, considering you must be the only women out there." Haruka said, "Plus they all must really like people who express themselves. I do." She nodded but didn't smile. Haruka then picked up her file. Opening it, she didn't find photos of useless things. Instead she found a great deal of achievement.
"Let's see...well at least you don't have pictures of models in here...school newspaper...years books...brochures for fundraisers...and you owned a section of your college newspaper along with a reporter Kaiou Michiru...I say you are pretty good."
"Thank you, sir," she said, finally smiling. Haruka put her file on one side of her desk.
"We will send you a letter later on." Haruka told her and thus ended the meeting. Sonoko nodded and got up.
"Thank you, sir," she said once again, "Have a nice day." She then walked toward the door, but then turned around suddenly.
"Um, excuse me sir, but I think I have seen you some where before..." she said narrowing her eyes at Haruka.
"It's a small world." Haruka shrugged. Sonoko then left. After 5 minutes Haruka buzzed for Koruko.
"Well," Koruko walked in, "Is there a problem?"
"I have chosen." Haruka said exasperated, "If one more of those 'perverted freaks' comes in here, I'll pull my hair off my head." Koruko just stood there with an expression of surprise.
"Well, who have you chosen?" he asked. Haruka slid the file toward him.
"She seems like a hard working person." Haruka commented, sliding her chair back and resting her legs on the desk once again. Koruko silently looked through.
"Good choice." He said.
"Oh," Haruka raised her eyebrows.
"See the reporter who she shares the newspaper section with?" he asked and Haruka looked and nodded.
"I interviewed her," he continued, "her achievements are pretty good too. I was thinking that since you are hiring this one, I should..."
"Yeah, yeah," Haruka said lazily again, "Go hire the other one too. We can give them a month to prove themselves, then we will see."
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Lyrics given in the flashback was translated from a Indian movie song. If you want more information, e-mail me and I will give you the details.
A/N: There I finished this chap! I am like half sick here, and I am writing chapters. Its days like these, that fevers make me delirious and my imagination starts to run a little too wild. Anyhow! Hope you enjoyed it. ^_^